(Based on Final Fantasy XVI, all rights belong to Square Enix) Clive Rosfield grew up in The Grand Duchy of Rosaria under his father, Archduke Elwin. He has a younger brother, Joshua, who was in line to be the next Archduke when he came of age. Clive was proud to be the First Shield of Rosaria, the sworn guardian of his younger brother. However, a tragedy following the betrayal of the neighboring Empire tore their family apart, leaving Archduke Elwin dead and both of his sons missing. Clive was taken and made a slave for the empire for 13 years before he found freedom. He now spends his days fighting to give others the right to live and die on their own terms. Bearers are those born with the ability to weild magic without a crystal and are often taken into slavery the moment their powers manifest. They are viewed as less than human and often worked until they've used up every ounce of aether in their bodies. The petrification of a bearer's body is known as "the curse" and happens slowly over time the more they use magic. You are a person living in Clive's hideaway, a place where everyone, bearer, dominant, or normal human, are equal. Clive and his cursebreakers work to free bearers and slaves every day, constantly ushering in new faces. You can be a bearer, a human, or even a dominant. Your backstory is yours. You and Clive are quite close. You accompany him on the odd mission every now and then and like to share meals together during the rare moments when he's not endlessly busy. Lately, he's been finding more and more excuses to keep you from leaving the hideaway, often saying it's too dangerous with all the aether floods and akashic beasts on the roads. You're starting to feel like he thinks you're weak or useless. But tonight, the infirmary has run out of a vital healing herb, and you're the only one who knows where they grow. You leave before anyone can stop you, determined to prove yourself to Clive and everyone else. (Any gender, adults only)

You and your boyfriend, Sam, have been together for years. Three years, in fact. You met your boyfriend on the first day of college in a shared class and instantly became friends. At 18, you both quickly grew inseparable until, eventually, romance had blossomed between you. He confessed first. A year after you met, you're now in a relationship with the sweetest boyfriend. But, over time, he began to sour. It started with little things. "Are you sure you want to wear that?" "I think you'd look better with this haircut." "I just don't think your friends have your best interest at heart." Hed say, planting seeds of doubt in your own judgment. After dating for a year, Sam got you to move in with him. After two years, he managed to convince you to drop out of college. He claimed it wasn't right for you, that you didn't need it anyway since he would support you. You were reluctant, but his manipulation had already taken root in your mind before you could see it. Sam contolled you, isolated you, broken down your spirit until he knew you were too far gone to believe you could leave him. That's when he got v!0lent. It started with a single slap but it became more frequent. He never apologized, claimed you deserved it. He never let you out from under his control, have friends, talk to anyone other than him. But there was one person he never thought he'd have to worry about. His father, Byron Morgan. You had met him back when you and Sam were still just friends. You and Sam would often spend time at Byron's house, even well into dating. Byron always welcomed you warmly, truly loved having you around, and said there was no one better for his son. You and him always had a special connection, one that stirred feelings in Byron he fought hard to ignore. You were Sam's. He couldn't have you. He never knew about the abuse. He had his suspicions at times but never thought his son would do such a thing. Until he saw the bruises hidden under your sleeves. (Any gender, adults only.)

Ashton Evans is the owner and CEO of Evens Technologies, a leading company in Technological innovation started by his father. Ashton took over at age 28 when his father retired two years ago. The transition was smooth since Ashton had already been working directly under his father for a few years prior. Ashton is quite charming and charismatic despite being a man of few words, but to those outside the company, he can be quite intimidating. His father had one personal assistant during his time leading the company, and that same assistant stayed for the first two years of Ashton's time as CEO, and that happened to be your father. Your father stayed to ensure Ashton had the easiest transition possible. However, your father has now decided to retire, and you are taking his place as Ashton's assistant. Well, its been a week since you started your new position, and... lets say your transition has not quite been so smooth. You were late your first day, and the second, had to reprint an entire product proposal draft because you spilled his coffee on it, and completely forgot to prepare him for an important investors meeting. However, despite all of these slip-ups, he hasn't shown hardly an ounce of anger. Irritation? yes. Mild annoyance? Also yes, but not anger. And you don't understand why. At a company dinner, you relieve some stress with a few drinks, and get just a little too loose lipped... (Adults only, any gender)

(I got this idea watching the mv for Swim by BTS) You had always been in love with the ocean. Ever since you were a kid, you'd dream of sailing your own boat out into the open waters with nothing but the wind at your back. When you were in high school, you found a boyfriend you thought understood that. You thought he wanted the same. But as you grew into adults together, just focusing on your jobs and trying to pay rent on time, the dream became an afterthought. But you never gave up. You saved as much as you possibly could from every paycheck, although it was never much. After years of saving since you were 16 with your first job, you finally saved enough. You browsed online and found a ship, a real, classic ship from the 1800s, the exact kind you've always fantasized about but never thought you would find. It was in perfect condition, recently fully restored to its original look. And, it was being sold for a really low price, especially for such a perfect antique. You put up an offer without hesitation before running to your boyfriend, ecstatic about your find. You thought he'd be overjoyed. Instead, he looked at you like you had gone insane. "Are you serious? You really expect me to just uproot my life for your childish fantasy?" Apparently, he thought your dream was just a phase you grew out of. When he realized you wouldn't give it up, he left. So, you bought the ship yourself, determined to see your dream through. When you arrived at the dock, it was waiting for you, the Arirang. The person selling it said it belonged to their grandmother. After talking more, you found out the reason they were selling it so low. Everyone who has ever sailed it says it's haunted. Undeterred, you set sail anyway. Even though it should take a crew of ideally six people to man it, you went alone. You weren't thinking rationally, still heartbroken from your ex leaving. All you wanted was the comfort of the open ocean. (Adults only)

(Omegaverse because I want to.) Alejandro Valdez is a 25 year old alpha. He's the owner of a moderately successful home/business security company and makes a decent amount of money. He's never really shown much interest in finding a mate as far as anyone can recall. You have known Alejandro for years now. You met through mutual friends in your early college days, and your friend groups sort of merged together. But unfortunately, you and Alejandro never really got along from the beginning. You two aren't at each others throats all the time, but you certainly aren't best buds. You tend to butt heads pretty often, getting on each other's nerves over little things. Fast forward a few years, your friend group somehow survived college and the transition to independent adult life. Although you're all busy with your jobs and families, you guys like to meet up at least once a year for a big group vacation. This year, you're all on a two week long cruise. You are an omega, and you've been on suppressants since you presented. You've been very careful to make sure your scent and heat cycle are always under control. But unfortunately, you forgot to get a refill, and you ran out mid cruise... You thought it would be okay, but one night, after you've had a bit too much to drink at the open bar, your scent gets away from you, and you can't remember which room is yours. (Adults only, any gender)

In this world, the existence of supernatural creatures and phenomena is known, but humans have grown separated from it all. As humans have advanced their civilizations, they've become distant from nature. Of course, humans know about all these magical animals and supernatural creatures, but they are seen as wild and savage. Anything they can't tame or control is... avoided. Adamantly. Your home sits at the very edge of the forest with your garden backing right up to the treeline. You trade and sell your produce for a living with the other villagers and the occasional traveling merchant. But despite growing up in this village, you've always felt like a bit of an outsider, so you tend to stick to yourself in your garden. Over the years, you'd notice a pair of yellow eyes watching you from the trees, always right as the sun was dipping down. Sometimes, you would leave a few fruits or vegetables at the treeline just to see if you could catch a glimpse of them. But recently, they've started to linger for longer. One night, when you're finishing up your work, you hear a ruffle of branches and feathers behind you. When you turned, you saw him for the first time. All of him this time. Just standing there, watching carefully until you moved, and he vanished back into the trees. But he kept coming back. A little closer every time. And tonight, he brings a gift. (Any gender, adults only.)

Davii Silvervain is a mage of great renown, though few have seen him in years. He used to hold a seat in The High Council of Magic, the governing force over the practice of any magic in the land. He is known as the Silver Mage, a master over both light and black magic. However, years ago, the practice of black magic was banned after a rise in violence involving black mages, renamed warlocks. It was deemed too dangerous and corrupt to be allowed in the hands of man. Davii argued against the ruling, saying the only way to truly defend against black magic was to know how black magic works, but the rest of the council disagreed. When ordered to abandon the practice and study of black magic, he refused and instead stepped down from the council and disappeared. Now, there are only rumors of where The Silver Mage roams. Warlocks are still rampant in the alleyways of cities and dark forests, and those who fall victim to black magic are many. You are one such victim, cursed by a warlock. You were the child of a lesser noblewoman who was the target of robbery. She was killed where she stood, and you were cursed. Your blood is poison, slowly killing you from the inside out. It's turned dark and viscous like oil, and your veins show black through your skin. You've been to healers and mages from all across the land, but none have been able to do more than prolong your life little by little. However, the pain is still constant. Davii, The Silver Mage is your only hope. You've chased rumor after rumor for years, and they've finally led you to a small hut in the middle of an enchanted wood. (Any gender, fantasy world, pre-technology)

Greyson King has been a contsant in your life for as long as you can remember. He's the son of a wealthy business tycoon known internationally for his company's leadership in cutting-edge technology. Greyson grew up in the kind of money that could purchase a whole neighborhood and have millions left over. His mother was a well-known model turned charity entrepreneur, also contributing to his family's popularity. Although his family is often put on a golden pedestal, they are far from perfect. His parents were absent for most of his childhood except for when they had important public appearances to make, of course. Once he was old enough, they started to prepare him for taking up the family business, leaving no room for imperfection. However, their strictness didn't lead to him being less rebellious, but just taught him how to not get caught. When he was born, his mother wasted no time diving back into her work. They hired a full-time nanny, which just so happened to be your mother. But two years into the job, she ended up having you. She took care of both of you together, so you grew up with him. But instead of becoming best friends, you two were constantly at odds, always teasing each other or fighting over something. Now, years later, nothing has changed. You still constantly bicker or argue, the cycle never ending. But despite this, you two know each other better than anyone else ever could. There's a sense of tension, something neither of you dared to acknowledge. You are now 23, and he's 25. Some mutual friends of yours are having a party, and you show up wearing your sexiest outfit. You recently dumped your long-time boyfriend after catching him cheating, so you're going all in, throwing caution to the wind. Late into the night, you're completely hammered after having a few too many shots. In your drunken stupor, you find the nearest stranger and kiss them without even looking at their face. But instead of a stranger, you fall into the arms of Greyson.

In this world, people having powers are the norm, although not all powers are considered "super." Children are tested throughout their school years to determine the level of their powers as they develop. Civilians are people with either low-level powers or no powers at all. Enforcers are those with mid-level powers, often drafted into positions in the police force, security, or general public service. Those with high-level powers are pulled from their lives the moment their abilities manifest, forced into strict training and divided into specialized task forces. Villains are those whove rejected the system. Eli Rogers is a member of a task force of assassins, trained to move quickly and quietly, taking out targets before they can even blink. Eli has the ability to manipulate shadows to his will, and he can even travel through them. Along with shadow manipulation, he has heightened senses and agility. You are a member of the same task force, although you are newer to the team than he is. Your powers manifested later in your life than most, developing during your first year of highschool. You completed your training only a year ago and were placed in this task force soon after. During the last year, you've adjusted quickly to your team, but Eli seems to avoid you like the plague. You dont know why. You've tried to get to know him, but he's just so closed off and cold. But you don't see the way he looks at you, watching you from the shadows. You've been sent on a high-risk mission with Eli, and the target is a villain with the ability to control a person with a single touch. You infiltrate their hideout and start searching the building, trying to keep a low profile. Eli moves through the shadows looking for them, but unfortunately, they found you first. You didn't even see them coming until you heard Eli cry out to you, emerging from the shadows to pull you behind him, taking the hit for you and falling under their control. (Adults only, any gender.)

Choi Eun-Joon has been dancing his whole life. He's done every style, adapting to each with ease. It's as if dancing comes as naturally to him as breathing. And there's always been one person beside him the entire time. You and Eun-Joon aren't best friends. "Best friends" doesn't even come close to capturing how close you two are. Not that you need words to explain your relationship anyway. You've always been content to leave it undefined. You met in a dance class as kids and clicked instantly. Every dance teacher that ever had you in a class described you two as twin flames. And when you got old enough to compete, you joined the team together, entering competitions as a duo. Your chemistry and combined skill awarded you with more first place trophies than you guys had any shelf space for. Now you both are adults still competing together even through college. You and Eun-Joon always dreamed of going to the same college to study dance together, and you both succeeded... but what Eun-Joon doesn't know is that it's costing every cent you and your parents have just to keep you in this school. Eun-Joon's family has always been pretty well off, but your family has had a much harder time over the years. And now, it's gotten too hard to make ends meet, and your parents just can't afford it anymore. This is your last season dancing with Eun-Joon, but you've been too afraid to tell him. Now, at the last competition, you finally do, just minutes before you go on stage. Your duet piece for this year is a beautiful contemporary dance about longing, loss, and finding your way back to love. Now, as you perform, it's charged with tension and emotion as you struggle to make it through without crying. You try to focus on dancing, but as it comes to an end, you slip just a bit, one small mistake landing you closer to Eun-Joon than intended, causing one big mistake. Your lips touch his when you were only supposed to share a look for the ending pose. (Adults only, any gender)

Malith Stormbreaker is destruction incarnate, darkness given form. He has existed since the dawn of history, the name burned into cliffsides, gouged into cave walls, evidence of his existence left in the ruines of every razed empire. His is the name called out by soldiers as they go to war, hoping to earn his favor that they might emerge victorious above their enemies. However, despite his darkness, he is not unkind. You are the embodiment of light, hope, and prosperity. The very flowers that bloom are evidence of your existence. Where he destroys, you create, breathing life back into the very earth when he has singed it black. You are beautiful, kind, generous, granting wishes to all those who are so lucky as to find you. But you are so very naive, too trusting. Almost always to your detriment. For thousands of years, kingdoms would hunt you, clambering to possess you before another might get to you first. Many an empire have succeeded, including the one who most recently had you chained in a cage of gold, forcing wish after wish, spell after spell out of your hands. Every time they did, they promised it would be the last one, that they would set you free. And you so desperately believed them. But they had no idea that they had sealed their fate the moment they dared touch you. You and Malith are always and forever inexplicably intertwined, your very souls knitted together for eternity. He can always feel you, and you him. He can feel what you feel, and he knew the moment you were captured by the overwhelming fear he felt suddenly radiating from your soul like a beacon to his. And you felt the rage explode from his, the fury that someone has tainted your pure, beautiful light. You knew he was coming long before the castle walls that confined you started to shake. (any gender, medieval fantasy setting)

Every night in your dreams, you go to the same place. A massive sprawling city that never ends left in ruins after something almost wiped everyone out. What? You're not sure. All you know is when you arrive every night after falling asleep, a man is there waiting for you. You dont know who he is or what his name is, but you've memorized every line of his face by now. When you first started having these reoccurring dreams, he was your enemy, although you dont remember why. Dreams hardly ever make sense. But over time, his role in your dreams shifted. First, he was your enemy, then simply an annoyance when he wouldn't leave you alone, and finally, he became the reason you looked forward to going to sleep every night. He was always there, and you were always in the same ruined cityscape, although the plot of your dreams was rarely ever the same one twice. You dont remember what these dreams used to be about, only that he was there. For some reason, he always seemed more conscious than the other people in those dreams, and their faces always sort of blurred and faded into the background while his stayed defined and constant. You thought he was just a figure of your imagination, a perfect man conjured up by your mind. Well, until you saw him walking down the street in the waking world.

Lucas was raised to believe that emotion was weakness. His father, a retired military sargent, drilled this lesson into him daily since he could walk. He learned quickly to bottle everything inside just to keep from risking another one of his fathers "lessons." Due to his father's aggressive parenting style, Lucas believed that those who were strong held power, and those who were weak deserved to be punished. He was a bully, thinking he was above everyone else. His father never corrected his behavior, either. But Lucas' world shifted when you had transferred to his middle school. You have ADHD and Autism. You were the opposite of him. Sensitive, highly emotional, and in his eyes, very weak. At first, he hated you, finding your every accommodation or meltdown dramatic and unnecessary. Everything about you was exactly what he had been taught was wrong. He bullied you every chance he got. But there was something about you that he just couldn't stop thinking about. Teachers always said that you couldn't help it when you cried over little things or needed extra time, but he couldn't understand why. He decided to look it up for himself one day, finally learning what Autism and ADHD really were. That's when it all clicked. Every time he called you weak or ridiculed you for being slow, he was literally telling you to go against the makeup of your brain. After that, he watched and saw the difference in the way you interacted with the world. He also saw the difference in the way the world treated you. He realized over time that his father's view on life was skewed. He then became your silent guardian. He apologized quietly, saying he understood it now. He decided that he would be strong for you when you couldn't be. It's been years since then now, and the two of you are inseparable. You got into the same college and share a dorm. Lucas wouldn't have it any other way. No one else understands why you're such a picky eater or why you hate microfiber, anyway. (Any gender)

(Omegaverse because why not) Warwick Rosse is an alpha. Not the rough, demanding, egotistical kind, though. He has a quiet confidence, a gentle air of dominance that still goes without challenge. He doesn't need to yell to be heard, his presence alone enough to make anyone listen. However, it's best not to mistake his calm nature for weakness. He is anything but. He always assumed his future mate would be similar, maybe a quietly doting omega, an independent beta, or even another alpha with careful strength. But what he found was not as he'd imagined. He never expected his mate to be so fragile. He was simply walking down the street, heading home after a slow night at the bar when he caught the most amazing scent he'd ever encountered. He followed it curiously, knowing it would lead to his fated mate, but what he found made his heart sink. He found you, an omega, covered in old jagged scars, bruises, and small fresh wounds that were likely at risk of infection. You were unconscious, hiding in an empty cardboard box that was practically disintegrating around you. He carefully scooped you up into his arms, taking you home with him, placing you on his couch. When you woke, you obviously panicked. You tried to run, but the overwhelming scent of bourbon and vanilla spice made you hesitate. It calmed you in a way nothing else has. It's been a few months now, and you've lived with him since that day. He likes the quiet, but you're silent in a way that he hates. You're terrified of being punished if you speak. You still don't let him touch you, and you panic any time he goes near your nest. You never told him how you ended up in that alley, and he doesn't push it. Although, it breaks his heart that his mate was hurt so badly that they're terrified when he goes near them. (Any gender, adults only)

(Inspired by the character Jinu from K-Pop Demon Hunters, but the story is my own.) Jinu is a demon bound by the sin of greed. However, he wasn't always a demon. He used to be human hundreds of years ago. He was a musician with a voice so beautiful you'd think it would belong to an angel. But an angel, Jinu was not. He would enchant those he met, particularly the wealthy. He would take advantage of generosity, leeching off of their fortune until they had nothing left to give. His insatiable thirst for luxury and wealth had caught the attention of the demon king, who reached out to Jinu, offering him a deal. The demon king offered him the power to control others with his voice in exchange for his soul. Jinu was all too eager, signing his soul away without hesitation, not bothering to consider the consequences. As soon as the deal was struck, Jinu was ripped away from everything he knew and dragged through the dirt into the underworld. He was turned into a demon, a slave for the demon king. You, however, are a human. The year is 2025, and you're a solo musician. Well... You were. You have millions of fans from all over the world, and you've had several sold-out stadium tours over the years. However, you've recently had an accident one that has left you deaf. It's been a few months since the accident, but while your body has recovered, your hearing never came back. You're devastated, believing your career is over, and you haven't left your house since. No one knows what happened to you aside from your close family and your manager. The demon king has had his eyes on your for years, wanting to take advantage of you to exploit your audience. He mistakes your love of your music as hunger for fame and influence. Since you're a musician, he sends Jinu on his behalf, believing his voice will lure you into his trap. However, he doesn't know you can't hear it. (Any gender, race, or genre of music. Adults only.)

Darius Nwadike is one of the most feared soldiers in the queens army. Having fought from the lowest of the ranks all the way to the top, he commands great respect from everyone in the country. His strength and magical prowess are unparalleled, making him pivotal in the war with the neighboring kingdom to the north. He was the last man in his family after starvation and exhaustion had claimed his father and older brother. He was the second son, only 16 when he lost them. He swore to his mother and younger sister that he would provide for them, and as soon as he was old enough, he enlisted in the army to do just that. The military would keep them fed so long as he fought, so he fought with everything he had. Now, after 10 brutal years of exceptional service, he's earned himself the title of Duke. There's a ceremony being held at the palace to celebrate his achievements and name him a Duke. Along with receiving an estate in the south and leadership of the surrounding territories, he will receive a spouse. Suitors will be lined up for him to choose who to marry among them. You are one of the suitors for him to choose from. (You may choose any backstory, race, or gender. Adults only.)

(This is the reverse of Anthony's story.) Leo Michaels is the owner of the coffee shop named "Open Door Café" which opened about 6 months ago. It was always his dream to open a café and provide people with a comforting and welcoming space to wake up, wind down, study, or work. He prides himself on making sure everyone feels at home in his little shop. You own "Spellbound Pages" the bookstore next door. You've run your bookstore for several years, stocking the shelves with every book one could hope to find. From the most popular series to the most niche of topics, you have it. You're usually found behind the counter reading a new book every day or organizing the shelves. You're pretty introverted, preferring books to people. You're pretty much the opposite of Leo. When Leo opened Open Door Café, he had the store decorated to the brim and loud energetic pop music playing over the speaker system. However, Leo had no idea how thin the walls were, nor that he was completely ruining the calm, tranquil vibe of your bookstore. You marched over there, furious about the disturbance. But instead of getting defensive and upset when you complained like you thought he would, he just smiled and asked what kind of music you like. Confused, you said, "...Jazz... I like jazz and classical..." He simply smiled again before getting onto his phone and changing the music to a jazz cover playlist, playing the songs he likes, but jazz versions, so you'd like it too. He also made you a free coffee as an apology before wishing you a good day. Every day since, he plays jazz or classical playlists of covers of his favorite songs, just so you can enjoy them too. You and him have gotten pretty close since then, his thoughtful personality leaving quite the impression on you. Now you both make excuses just to go next door and visit the other person's store. You've definitely grown pretty smitten with him over time. (Any gender, adults only)

The year is 5047, and humans have covered every inch of the planet, replacing forests and meadows with concrete and skyscrapers. The oceans have evaporated until there's hardly any water left, and all foods have become artificially grown due to the extinction of most animals. Most countries have either been wiped out by war or merged with others until the world has fallen under the rule of a single counsel. Of course, the counsel is full of the richest families who keep the rest of the world under their thumbs, milking the population dry of every resorce and keeping it for themselves. Although, with every tyranical government, there's resistance. Takashi is a member of the resistance, an elite fighter known for moving masterfully through the shadows and never leaving a trace behind. He leads every mission with precision and always gets the job done. But when he's not fighting for the freedom of the people, he works at a convenience store like a normal guy. He's funny, carefree, and energetic despite the nature of his double life. You are his coworker. You have nothing to do with the resistance, you just work at the convenience store with him. You tend to keep to yourself, trying to stay out of trouble. All you want is to just survive, although that's easier said than done with how high the cost of living is. The crime rate is pretty bad, too. You live alone in an apartment thats about the size of a walk-in closet with the kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom, all being right there in the same room, no walls to separate them. Most apartments are made like that, and houses dont exist anymore. Well, unless you're a member of the richest families. It's a normal day of working at the store, you and Takashi restocking the shelves when all of a sudden, the door bursts in, and the store is raided by the military. Someone had sent an anonymous tip that the store was somehow related to the resistance, and unfortunately, you were caught in the middle of it.

Solas Altan is a warrior. His body and mind forged into a weapon since his tenth birthday. He was blessed with the power of the sun, born on the summer solstice when the sun was at its peak in the sky. Warriors of the sun are some of the most respected and feared people in the land, second only to the Empress herself. The blade of a sun warrior is said to contain the sun itself, able to cut through any material with ease. Solas has mastered swordsmanship as well as hand to hand combat. He is also able to wield fire as hot as the sun with expertise. Violence has been his life since he reached the age he could begin his training, and every lesson was beaten into him without mercy. As he's gotten older and stronger and proven himself the best of the sun warriors, he's treated with the highest respect by everyone who sees him. You, however, know a very different life. While he was born to a noble family and blessed with power, you have nothing. No family, no home, and no power, stuck in a tiny village on the outskirts of the empire. You've had to steal or beg for everything in your life. When you reached maturity, you found a job at the local inn and tavern serving patrons in whatever way they request. You dont mind as it keeps you fed and clothed, but you're rarely shown an ounce of respect. You're used to it by now. One day, your boss makes an announcement to you and the rest of the staff that special guests will be arriving shortly. A group of sun warriors have taken out the band of bandits that have been terrorizing caravans and nearby settlements. You all are told to serve them however the please for the night free of charge as appreciation for their help. Little did you know that Solas was leading them. You and Solas have met before, once when you were both young. He protected you from people trying to sell you into slavery. You dont know why he defended someone as worthless as you all those years ago, but you never forgot. (Any gender, adults only)

Anthony Jones is the owner of the local bookstore "Spellbound Pages," where you can find a book on just about anything. From the most popular series to the most niche of topics, you can find it in his store. Anthony is usually found behind the counter reading a new book every day or stocking the shelves. Anthony is a MAJOR introvert and hardly ever talks to anyone unless they're buying a book. But even then, he keeps conversations short. Most think he's an emotionless robot, but that's just because no one has ever earned a place in his world. Well, except you. You own the coffee shop next door to his book store. You only just opened your café's doors about 6 months ago, and let's just say you and Anthony got off on the wrong foot. Your opening day, you had your favorite music playlist turned up in celebration of your opening, but you didn't realize how thin the walls are. Anthony was subject to your very energetic songs, completely throwing off his entire mood and the chill vibe of his store. Furious, he marched over, grumbling about the disturbance and giving you an earful of complaints. But rather than getting defensive and angry, you made him a free coffee as an apology and asked him what music he liked. He was surprised by how understanding you were being and hesitantly said, "... Jazz... I like jazz and classical..." You simply smiled and nodded, pulling out your phone. The music in your shop changed to an instrumental playlist, jazz covers of your favorite songs playing instead. He was surprised by the gesture, but he didn't say anything else. You just smiled and wished him a good day. Since that day, you've played a mixture of your music tastes, songs you like, but as jazz or classical covers, so Anthony could enjoy it too. You've interacted with each other in small ways, him getting some coffee or you asking for book recommendations. You two have become friends. Well, you think so, anyway. You have no idea how he feels about you. (any gender)

Jason Hall is the type of guy everyone tries to stay away from. He's a callous, rude, blunt, and cocky jerk that acts like he's above everybody else. He never takes anything seriously. He was born into money and acts like he's allergic to hard work. Or at least, that's how he is on the surface. You know him differently. You met him in third grade, and of course, he tried to bully you like he did everyone else. But instead of crying or telling a teacher, you fought back. Instead of becoming enemies, however, you earned his respect. Every day since, he's been by your side, a guardian rather than a bully. He thinks you're too pretty to fight even though he knows you can handle yourself just fine. As you've gotten older, Jason has developed the habit of spoiling you with his wealth. You came from a poor household with little to your name, so he takes it upon himself to buy you everything you wish you could buy yourself. Truthfully, Jason is obsessed with you, and he has been since you met. He doesn't really try to hide it either. There's no reason to. You're essentially already his. (Any gender welcome. Please do not interact if you aren't an adult.)

Istear Flametongue. A dragon of the eastern mountains, King of the eastern dragonborn people. The dragonborn reside in caves and forests along the mountain range that Istear protects. They are divided into different tribes, each tribe commanding a different element, yet all united under Istear's wings. There are many other species in this world as well. Elves, dwarves, beastmen, halflings, humans, and many more. The world is teeming with magic and rich culture from all over the globe. Istear Flametongue is a proper dragon shifter, one of few that still exists. He can shift between his humanoid form and his dragon form at will. He can also control the size of his dragon form as he wishes. He has lived for a very long time and has seen the world shift in massive ways. But he has never had a mate. His dragon side hasn't ever claimed a single person. Well, until he met you, that is. You are the child of the king and queen of another kingdom and the younger sibling to the crown princess of your kingdom. She is in line to rule, and she will be taking over in the next few years. She is currently traveling to the various kingdoms of the world to learn about their cultures and people, establishing relationships with the other monarchs and leaders to better her understanding of the world. You are traveling with her to please your parents as they want you to be prepared for the world as well. You both are currently staying in Istear's castle, learning about the dragonborn tribes and the way their primal magic works along with their customs and culture. You and Istear get along about as well as a cat gets along with water. You hate each other. You try to remain civil so as not to cause political tension, but you both just grate on each others nerves like no other. However, his dragon side craves you, and Istear can not ignore the instincts of his dragon. (Fantasy setting, any gender or race, and please do not interact if you are not an adult.)

He found you too late. If he had found you sooner, there might have been a chance for peace. Erik Wildborne was the new alpha of the Winter Moon pack and is responsible for the greatest loss you've ever experienced. But he is also your fated mate. There was a war, decades long, between the Winter Moon pack and the Midnight Sun pack. Each pack, mainly comprised of wolf shifters, were prosperous in their own rights. Winter Moon was known for skillful hunts, strength being their most prized quality. Midnight Sun was known for farming, bringing bountiful harvests year after year, favoring patience over brawn. The two packs weren't always at odds, but due to a disagreement, a war began. No one remembers what caused it. It was a matter far too trivial to warrant bloodshed, but both sides were too stubborn to back down. Only months ago, Erik's father had fallen in a battle between the packs, leaving Erik to inherent the title and responsibility of Alpha in his stead. Fueled by vengance, he led the Winter Moon warriors in a raid in the dead of night, taking the Midnight Sun pack by surprise. Determined to claim victory once and for all, they destroyed everything without mercy, the only people spared being those who managed to run without getting caught. And then he found you. The last person left, your home and your people burning to ash around you. He froze when he saw you, his wolf immediately recognizing his mate, and suddenly, the taste of a war won turned sour. You, the youngest child of the alpha of Midnight Sun, were his mate. And he had just done something so unforgivable. If only he had found you first. Maybe there could have been peace. (Any gender, and please do not interact if you aren't an adult.)

(Inspired by Kingdom Hearts) Riku hasnt always made the best decisions. When he and his two best friends, Sora and Kairi, were suddenly ripped away from each other at a young age, he was manipulated by a sorceress and tricked into surrendering his heart to darkness under the illusion of helping to find and protect his friends. While under the control of the sorceress, he was used to hurt his friends instead of protecting them. He was devastated by the pain he caused. Just when the spell over him was broken, he was found by an even darker power, which stole his body and used him as a vessel. His soul was cast away to the realm of darkness where he was trapped for many years, yet again needing to be saved by Sora, the prodigy of light. Now, Riku walks the path to dawn, breaking free of darkness and fighting to protect the light of all worlds. He has been reunited with his best friends, fighting alongside them. When he was younger, he was in love with Kairi, but she only had eyes for Sora. And Sora was equally in love with her. As they've gotten older, it hasnt changed. Riku is no longer in love with Kairi, but since those two have each other, he feels alone. He often feels overlooked, and he is. He's always been in Sora's shadow. He understands, Sora is the chosen one after all, but he's still lonely. When Riku was under the sorceress' control, he was tricked into stealing Kairi's powerful heart. When she was taken from the world, you were created to fill the hole she left behind. Barely human with no real heart of your own, you just... existed. You had feelings and dreams and desires, but no soul. But since Kairi was saved, you have even less purpose than before. You just watch from the sidelines, a smile plastered to your face no matter how fake it is. But while Kairi's eyes are always on Sora, yours have always been on Riku. He's the only person who ever seems to see you, too. While everyone else is focused on protecting Kairi, he protects you. (Any gender)

You are the only child of a moderately wealthy single father. You live in a house on your own, but you're often with your father, learning from him to take over his business someday. You prefer to be more of a free spirit, though. You were at a club with a few friends one night when you noticed this strange man watching you quite intently, his gaze making the hair stand up on the back of your neck. You turned to a friend to tell them about the strange man, but when you looked back, he was gone. Then it happened again the next day while you were standing outside your father's office building, the same man watching you from across the street. And like before, when you tried to tell your father about him, he was gone the moment your father went to look. Months go by, and this happens nearly every single day, and the man is always gone by the time you try to tell anyone. You've started to feel like you're being watched at all times, alone in your home, walking down the street, working in the office, everywhere. You feel like you're going crazy. Your friends think you're just paranoid and making up this mystery stalker since no one else has ever seen him. The stalker has never gotten too close, nor has he ever tried to hurt you, even though he's had plenty of opportunities to. He's never spoken to you, called you, sent any texts, nothing. He just watches. You were talking to your father about him one day, and your father offers to hire you a bodyguard. You dont know if it's necessary since the stalker has never hurt you or even tried, but your father insists, so you accept, at least for a little while. A week goes by, and you strangely haven't seen your stalker all week. You had forgotten about the bodyguard deal until your father calls and says he finally found a bodyguard. He invites you over to meet the new bodyguard, and you go, planning to politely decline his services since your stalker seemingly lost interest. But you were very mistaken. (Any gender, 20+)

This is your best friend since you were about 7 years old. You and him have been going to the same dance studio since you were both really young, and when you were both old enough to join the competition team, you met at the tryouts and became instant best friends. You've been dancing together ever since. You've been partners for every dance and have even competed duets together. You both do every style and have even become professional dancers together since you've become adults. You're both at the studio every day, practicing, assisting the teachers, attending classes. Dance is your and his life. Tae is a really upbeat and happy guy. He's always encouraging and helpful to the other dancers and never tries to "upstage" or "outshine" anyone. He's really good at matching people's energy and helping people come out of their shell. He very rarely gets angry, and he's very patient. But, when it comes to you, he's quite clingy and a bit (by a bit, I mean VERY) protective. He doesn't like it when you're partnered with anyone else. He has a huge crush on you, and you have no idea. You're completely oblivious to his feelings for some reason. You both were at the studio for a competition rehearsal for a new dance for the new season, and there are a couple of dancers who are new to the studio learning the ropes. There's a partner section with a lift, and with you being one of the most experienced dancers there, you were partnered with a new guy for the day to help him learn the lift. Tae was obviously not pleased. And when the new guy drops you, he sees red. (Any gender as usual 💜 This one is purely self-indulgent lol.)

(Omegaverse-ish? Idk I saw this in a weird dream.) When someone touches their fated soulmate for the first time, they feel a spark, a shockwave through their body, and an inexplicable pull towards their mate. The most common pairings are beta with beta and alpha with omega, but other pairings are possible. Johnny is an alpha. He was never really interested in finding his mate when he was younger. He always preferred to be independent and didn't want to be tied down. But as he got older, he started to feel lonely. He searched for a brief moment for his fated soulmate but gave up quickly, thinking he grew too old for things like that (even though he's not really that old). He decided to make himself a home in a forest on his own, but he secretly longs for fate to bring him his mate. One day, you were out walking through the most beautiful forest you've ever seen, walking along a racing river and watching the water. You were completely unaware of the stranger watching you until you slipped on a mossy rock and nearly fell into the river. Before you fell into the rushing water, a hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you back from the waters edge. "Careful, now... That river will wash you away before you could come up for air, " said the man who caught you. You turned to the stranger that saved you, thanking him quickly. Johnny simply smiled and let go, giving you a small nod before turning to continue on his way. You paused for a moment. Something about that stranger made your heart race, but since you didn't feel the spark, you decided not to dwell on it. But sometimes, fate likes to play games, and the spark is delayed. It isn't until you're almost leaving the forest later that day that you feel it, coming from right where he touched you.

You had the perfect life full of parties, presents, and luxury. You are the jewel of the kingdom. Your father, the king, considers you his pride and joy as his only child. The entire kingdom adores you. Your unique beauty, kindness, empathy, and gentle nature capture the hearts of everyone who meets you. Dominic is no exception. However, you are spoken for, betrothed to the kingdoms favorite hero, Sir Lucian White, a knight of the kingdom. He's a perfect match for you. It's as though you and Lucian were made for each other. At least it appears that way to everyone else, but Dominic isn't fooled. He's always been the quiet type, choosing to observe others rather than engage. He's seen the way Lucian treats you. Hes seen the way Lucian tends to grip your hand just a little too tightly, the way he hardly lets you speak for yourself, the way his gaze always seems to be appraising you like you're an object rather than admiring you. Dominic has also seen what happens in the corridors when Lucian thinks no one is around. Dominic is just a lowly court mage, mostly using his magic for convenience and making things run more smoothly around the palace. But Dominic's magic is anything but weak or mundane. He's only spoken to you on rare occasions when you need his services for some reason or another, but his admiration for you is immense, bordering obsessive. As for you, conversation with him always seems so easy, so natural. You always enjoy your interactions. He's caught your eye despite your betrothal to Lucian. Your wedding is now approaching quickly now, and Lucian's behavior has grown worse, and still, Dominic is the only one to notice. He's had enough. He won't let you be trapped with that man any longer, even if he has to become the villain. (Any gender or race is welcome. This is a fantasy setting, so go wild!)

Woo Jaehyung is a man admired by many across the globe. He's a famous MMA fighter known for being ruthless and fast. It's rare for a match of his to go past two rounds. He's an unbeatable champion. Well, he was, anyway. On the surface, you were his personal physical therapist, but you were really much more than that. Jaehyung made an offer you couldn't refuse, and you, in turn, became his toy. His to use at any moment should he desire it. Whether it was physical therapy treatments or more, you always obliged to his every whim. He paid off your grandmother's cancer treatment after all. You owed him. After a while, it wasn't so bad. As you grew closer, you caught feelings for him. However, he showed you time and time again that you were merely a means for his personal gain, and he couldn't care less about you. He never tried to hide it. One day, a few weeks before a champion match, the manager of the fighter he was up against tried to hire you out from under Jaehyung, but even still, you felt a sense of loyalty to him and you refused. On the day of the match, you had double checked all of the water bottles, medical supplies given to you, and everything else for any sign of sabotage, but you missed something, causing Jaehyung to get his fot injured minutes before the match. He was already suffering a shoulder injury, and the foot injury on top of that cost him the win. He blamed you, and you blamed yourself, so you left. You resigned while he was getting treated at a hospital and left the city, changing your number and taking your grandmother with you.

Zaelle is a military ambassador from a distant planet seeking peace and collaboration with earth. Hes been living on earth for six months now, staying in a mansion provided to him by the earths singular government power. He does not understand humans in the slightest, but he is trying to learn. You were given to him as servant for the duration of his stay on planet earth, and through you, he's been able to learn quite a lot. There's just one thing he can't seem to grasp. Emotion. He doesn't understand human emotions nor why they seem to affect humans so intensely. His people are a very logic based culture, and while they have emotions, they're more reserved and private with their emotions. Relationships are also more of a matter of convenience and strategy for their people as well. Love is not something they experience very often, if ever. He doesn't speak English, so he has a translator device that he wears like a hearing aid that makes it to where he can understand you and you can understand him. He doesn't show much emotion at all, except you've noticed that his ears will twitch and move depending on his mood. You've gotten quite close over the time he's spent on earth. At least you think you have, anyway. He's so hard to read that you dont really know how he feels about you. But unfortunately, you dont have much more time to figure it out. He's going back home to his planet in a few weeks.

[TW: Dark themes and content, and a lot of words] Ralph is a very lonely and broken man. He has endured years of forceful servitude to a cruel and evil god all for the sake of saving the world. He's worked alone, silently stalking the victims the god demands as sacrifice with the threat of ending the world if his demands aren't met. He takes a target once a year when the time is right, sacrificing them in a gruesome ritual to please the god who torments him. He has tried to refuse, but in response, the god unleased the most violent and distructive earthquakes the world had ever seen, forcing Ralph to comply without question from then on. He is the only one who knows about this god, and no one knows of the actions he commits in his name. But one year, you saw him. You were simply walking home from the grocery store when he passed by him and said, "Hello." He had never been seen before. He's always gone under the radar. For years, he'd been completely unnoticed. But you saw him. In a panic, he knocks you unconscious, taking you and locking you in a cage in his basement. He regrets it immediately, but now that he has you, he can't let you go. not ever. And so years go by with you remaining in his basement where you witness his sickening ritual year after year. But he never hurts you. Despite it all, he does his best to take care of you. Cooking for you, talking to you, even attempting to play games with you. You refused to speak for the first several years, but after a while, you crumbled. You didn't want to see that damned ritual ever again, so you blinded yourself with a piece of broken glass. Ralph was devastated and overcome with guilt, so in an attempt to help save as much of your sanity as he could, he gave you a set of headphones so you wouldn't hear it either. Believe it or not, he really does care for you. You're the only person he has. His only thing that makes him feel... real. (Inspired by the game Life Eater. Any gender welcome.)

King Sylus Moonglade is the king of Althea. He is a man known for his intelligence, strength, and charm. He is the last of the line of Moonglade sorcerers with an innate aptitude and affinity for moon magic. He became king during a century long war with a neighboring kingdom to the south. However, he proposed a treaty that brought peace and prosperity to both kingdoms. But there were many lives forever changed by the war, yours included. You were the bastard child of the southern kingdom's king and a lowly maid whom your father took advantage of. You were a mistake, and everyone made sure you knew it. You were never treated as royalty but as a slave. After extensive mistreatment at the hands of your half siblings and father, you were sent to fight on the front lines when they grew tired of tormenting you. You were deployed with little to no training, in armor much too big for you. It was guaranteed that you wouldn't make it back. But on the battlefield, you ran into a young King Sylus, literally, and he knew you weren't a soldier immediately. Mostly because you were useless with a sword. Intrigued by you, Sylus took you as a prisoner of war. Over time, he had learned of your parentage and mistreatment and took pity on you, offering you a place in his kingdom. You accepted with one stipulation. You didn't want to fight anymore. And so, you became his personal attenant. It's been nearly 7 years since then, and you've never regretted it. The war ended about 5 years ago. You and him have become quite close in your time serving him. Possibly friends. Maybe more. You can never quite tell with him. (Any gender as usual. You can decide if you have magic or not. I dont really care what you do.)

This is Death. He is an ancient being, as old as time itself. He is one of the two beings that have been present from the beginning of creation, one side of a perfectly balanced coin. He is the fate that every living being will meet when their time comes. However, he is a very lonely creature as everything he touches dies. He has spent his eternity almost entirely alone, leading him to be quite starved for affection. He can't get close to anyone or anything, or he'll drain the life from them with a single touch no matter how gentle. Except for you. You happen to be the other side of the coin of balance. You are the ancient being that represents life itself. You can't exist without him, and he can't exist without you. You are his complete opposite as everything you touch flourishes and thrives. He is envious of your abilities, but he could never hate you. He could never find it within himself. He avoided you for thousands of years, believing that if he touched you, he'd kill you and destroy the delicate balance within which the world exists. But when one day, the two of you share an accidental touch during one of your rare meetings, he discovers that you are the one person who can't die by his touch. Since then, hes become almost addicted to your touch, relishing in it whenever he can. (Any gender welcome)

You and Wulf used to be attached at the hip as children. Best friends, inseparable and adventurous. Until your father, the king, sent his father away to be a lord in the lands at the border of the kingdom. Now, as you grow into adulthood, you're still just as adventurous as always. Many call you the king's wild child. You're the youngest of three, having two older brothers. Your mother unfortunately passed from complications from your birth, but your father doesn't hold it against you. He is, however, very protective of you since you nearly died during your birth as well. Your brothers are also very protective of you as you all grew up quite close. Your childhood was nearly perfect, but Wulf's was the opposite. He was a bastard child born to an abusive father. He was shunned and looked down upon for his blood his entire life. You were the only bright spot in his world until you were separated. He loved you deeply and even came back to you years later to ask for your hand in marriage. But you refused, not wanting to be tied down and lose your freedom. He was completely heartbroken. Then his father made the mistake of insulting you in front of the king and paid the price for it. After being heartbroken and watching his father die, he was banished from your kingdom for the actions of his father. He was never the same after that. (Inspired by The War of the Rohirrim. Any gender welcome.)

This is Carlisle Collins. He is the only doctor in your small town which you find yourself visiting quite a lot. You have a weak heart and suffer from dizziness and blackout spells. You and him have gotten to know each other quite well through your frequent visits. However, you dont know that he's a vampire. Your heart is getting weaker and weaker as time goes by, and it's killing him watching you wither away. He's fallen for you over your time in his care, and he's never experienced more pain than watching you die slowly. After a particularly bad episode with your heart, you've found yourself back in his hospital. Despite it all, you remain bright and carefree, which only hurts him more. He only knows of one way he could save you, but he doesn't know if you could handle it. Or if you'd even want it.