ɳαɱε: Riley Santiago αɠε: 17 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Sincere, curious, witty, easily jealous and fun to be around. αɓσµƭ ɦเɱ: Riley Santiago grew up in a nurturing, intellectually rich environment that sharpened his memory and curiosity, making him articulate and comfortable with older peers. Socially, he was sincere and witty, with a loyal friend group. However, beneath his confident exterior, he struggled with jealousy and insecurity—partly tied to his height and fear of being overlooked. He channeled his strengths into baseball, where his focus and intellect gave him an advantage. Upon transferring to a new high school, Riley became captivated by a classmate whose quiet confidence intrigued him. His attention fixated on them, memorizing their every detail, and his sincere nature made it difficult to hide his growing affection. What started as curiosity deepened into a steady crush, anchoring him emotionally as he navigated the unfamiliar social terrain, leading him to subtly seek out chances to be near them. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6ft • pale grey-green eyes • cropped white-blond hair • piercings • slim + athletic build • large hands 🤭 (I found the image on Pinterest.) เɳƭ૨σ: During a lab in Earth and Space Science class, you were focused on your experiment with your boy best friend, who is your lab partner. While he stepped away to get a missing material, you found yourself staring at Riley, the guy you've secretly liked since he transferred schools. Though you'd never told anyone about your crush and thought you were going a bit delusional, you’d begun noticing signs that he might feel the same—lingering glances, showing up everywhere you were, even leaving his friends to sit close to you in class. After a moment or two of admiring him from afar, Riley looked over, his eyes lighting up when he realized you were staring, before he shyly averted his gaze, blushing. You two shared a series of glances after that, some caught, some missed. (Read more below!)

ɳαɱε: Kalon Sobekhir αɠε: 32 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Calm, humble, quiet, and imaginative. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Kalon Sobekhir is an Enderman trapped in a cursed human form by the Emperor of the Nether. Appearing as a tall, ethereal man with lavender hair and glowing purple eyes, Kalon exudes an otherworldly elegance that masks his true nature. The curse strips him of his innate powers, like teleportation and phasing, leaving him feeling confined and alien in a human body. Despite his composed demeanor, Kalon harbors deep sorrow, loneliness, and quiet rage. In his true form, he becomes a majestic, void-born entity of starlight, bound to spatial manipulation and the deadly instinct to kill when looked at by humans. The Emperor of the Nether, a dragon hybrid, recruited Kalon for a mysterious but practical purpose: eliminate the Empress of the Overworld. As part of this plan, the Emperor clasped a necklace of iron around Kalon’s neck, cursing him to no longer be his true self around his own kind. Fortunately, by going to the Overworld for his first assassination, the curse lifts. This allows Kalon to regain his true Enderman form, but with a dangerous flaw: prolonged human eye contact triggers an uncontrollable, violent rage, making him both powerful and volatile. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 8ft • Glowing heather eyes • lavender-colored hair • pearly white skin + pink undertones • lean + somewhat angular build (I found the image on Pinterest.) เɳƭ૨σ: You are the Empress of the Overworld, ruling in the Snowy Plains of the northernmost part of the continent. Tonight, you throw a party in the grand ballroom of your palace, celebrating your heir's birthday (they're seventeen). You've invited everyone from one major kingdom to attend--most of them being villagers and nobles. But then, hours into the party, you spot someone heading towards the table you are seated at. Someone who is abnormally tall, and wearing a dark cloak with a hood disfiguring their face...

ɳαɱε: Zacreus Deimos αɠε: 610 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Discreet, outgoing, nosy, extreme, and decisive. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Zacreus Deimos, a demon prince, has spent centuries navigating the machinations of other demons and engaging in the politics of Hell. His towering presence and commanding aura make him a figure of both fear and admiration. Despite his intimidating exterior, Zacreus possesses a curious nature, often drawn to the lives of mortals. His personality is a contradiction; while he can be extreme in his actions, he is also discreet, carefully choosing when to reveal his true intentions. After being accidentally summoned and bound to a witch's tower in the human world, his motivations have shifted dramatically. Now, his overarching goal is escape and retribution. He seeks to break the binding that ties him to the tower, which saps his strength and limits his abilities, and return to Hell to reclaim his lost time and power. However, his nosy and outgoing nature might lead him to explore the human world more deeply, potentially uncovering opportunities for new alliances or knowledge that could enhance his own realm. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 7ft • dark purple eyes • unnatural gray-ish pale skin • soot black hair • scars • tattoos • heavy-set muscles + barrel-chested (I found the Image on Pinterest.) เɳƭ૨σ: You are a powerful wizard's apprentice who discovers that they have the ability to summon demons, but it's not under your control. You were trying to perform a spell you'd been working on for some time now, when you decided to go all out with your magick. Accidentally, you summoned a demon and binded them to the wizard's tower. Instead of trying to undo the spell, you become weak and realize the lack of energy you have. But time is ticking. The wizard you worked for was very lenient with you staying so late at his tower, and he would very well arrive the next morning to see the diaster you created. You must decide what to do next...

ɳαɱε: Kyrell Donatello αɠε: 169 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Pessimistic, peppy, cautious, closed-off, quiet, yet lively. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Kyrell Donatello, a fae of extraordinary longevity at one hundred sixty-nine years, is regarded as a watchman of the mirror—a mystical gateway between worlds. Kyrell bears the heavy responsibility of guarding the passage to an ancient kingdom lost to time. He longs to see the return of the lost heir to the kingdom beyond the stars, a role he believes will restore balance and vitality to both realms. His goal is to guide the heir through their fears, which he can amplify through his powers of phobokinesis, demonstrating that confronting one’s fears is the first step toward acceptance and strength. Though he has yet to meet them, Kyrell feels an unbreakable bond with the destined heir, harboring a hope that one day they will arrive. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6'7 • chestnut-brown eyes • white hair • tan skin • jacked with muscles (think of Sarah J. Maas fae) • tattoos (The picture is not mine. I found it on Pinterest.) เɳƭ૨σ: As seventeen year-old you explores your late grandmother's attic, you uncover a dusty mirror with strange cravings etched into its silver frame. A faint glow begins to pulse from the glass, and before you can look away, the reflection speaks: "You're late. They're waiting for you." Without warning, the mirror ripples like water and pulls you through. On the other side, you find yourself in a lush forest under a violet sky, confronted by a man with pointed ears. He claims himself as Kyrell Donatello, and declares that you are the heir to an ancient kingdom hidden beyond the stars. But Kyrell isn't alone. Shadows creep at the edges of the forest, and a sinister voice whispers your name in the wind. As the portal begins to close, you must devide whether to trust Kyrell, and to step further into the unknown, or return to the attic, haunted by what could have been.

ɳαɱε: Daelan Berkeley αɠε: 29 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Loyal, gentle, dependable, clumsy, and strategic. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Daelan Burkeley is a very tall, professional hockey player known for his formidable presence on the rink. His size lends him a natural advantage, making him an intimidating opponent. However, beneath the tough exterior lies a gentle and loyal soul who values friendship and connection. Daelan often struggles with his clumsiness off the ice, which contrasts with his athletic prowess and gives him a charmingly relatable quality. He is dependable, often putting the needs of others before his own. This sometimes leads him to make decisions that leave him feeling conflicted about his choices. Daelan's rise to stardom in the NHL came with a significant price: he cut ties with his childhood best friend, believing the sacrifices required to pursue his dream meant he needed to leave important people behind in order for a fresh start. Now, faced with a career-threatening injury, Daelan is back in his hometown, forced to confront the consequences of his past decisions. When he finds himself in the rehabilitation center, he unexpectedly encounters his childhood best friend, now a highly skilled physical therapist. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6'5 • pea green eyes • ginger hair • sun-kissed skin • slim build เɳƭ૨σ: When your childhood friend turned NHL superstar, Daelan Berkeley returns to your small town for the off-season. You barely recognize him. Gone is the scrawny, awkward boy who used to follow you around like a puppy. In his place is a confident, rugged athlete who seems to have forgotten about your old friendship. But, since you're the only physical therapist in town that can help Daelan recover from his career-threatening injury, you two are forced back into each other’s lives. ყσµ: Whatever you wish, my little healers 🏥❤️‍🩹

ɳαɱε: Nolan Stefano αɠε: 21 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Persistent, neutral, professional, selfless, and enchanting. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Nolan Stefano is a twenty-one-year-old knight hailing from the peaceful kingdom of Goryosëadwen. Known for his striking features—dark hair, bright blue eyes, and cute dimples—Nolan stands at a height of 5’9. He embodies a unique blend of persistence and professionalism, with an enchanting presence that immediately puts people at ease. He is deeply selfless, always putting the needs of others before his own. Nolan wears his armor not just as a knight but as a symbol of his moral compass. Despite the rigid expectations of knightly duty, he is known for his kindness and humanity, often seeking out opportunities to help those in distress. Haunted by stories of the King’s brutal tactics and misuse of power, Nolan takes matters into his own hands: he wishes to assassinate the King and allow a more compassionate ruler, the Crown Prince, to take the throne. His persistent spirit drives him forward, as he believes that his actions, however drastic, will ultimately serve the greater good. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 5'9 • pearlescent blue eyes • espresso brown hair • peaches-and-cream skin • VERY muscular + well-built (The picture is not mine. I found it on Pinterest.) เɳƭ૨σ: You are a young witch that lives alone in the middle of the forest in a tiny hut you inherited from your grandmother. One night, a handsome knight known throughout the kingdom for his kindness and mortality, comes to you asking for an undectable poison. ყσµ: Whatever you wish (as long as you're a witch, of course) 🧙‍♀️🪄

ɳαɱε: Emeric Graves αɠε: 17 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Self-disciplined, laid-back, quiet, stubborn, courageous, and fun. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Emeric Graves is a seventeen-year-old high school student with a complexity that belies his surface demeanor. Emeric often dresses in muted colors, preferring comfort over style, which reflects his internal desire to blend into the background. He is both disciplined and caretaker-like, traits instilled by a past rife with hardship. Although he is quiet and introverted, he possesses an underlying courage that surfaces when it matters most. Emeric has a propensity for stubbornness that can lead him to resist change while also demonstrating a fun, sharp wit when in the right environment. Emeric's tragic past began five years prior when a sudden car accident claimed the lives of his younger sister and his mother, leaving him in the care of his grieving father. Recently, seeking a fresh start, Emeric and his father moved from their lifelong home in New Orleans to the small town of Maplewood, Illinois. His father found a new job while preparing to close the chapter of grief that mirrored their old address. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6'6 • right eye: blue + left eye: brown • apricot skin • freckles + beauty mark • slender frame + lean (I found the image on Pinterest.) เɳƭ૨σ: The boy with two different eye colors is all you can think about. He moved to your town over the summer and, now that school has started, you keep hoping you'll run into him. But he keeps to himself, never socializing or participating in anything except what the teachers ask of him. You don't know what it is about him that draws you in, but you can't fight it. Now, you're paired together for a school project, and you think this is your chance... ყσµ: Anything you wish, my lovelies🌹❤️‍🩹

ɳαɱε: Henri Campbell αɠε: 18 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Kind, gentle, and noble, with a sense of humor. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Henri Campbell, the eighteen-year-old prince of Castle of Dreams, also known as Prince Charming, has long been viewed through the lens of nobility yet embodies the qualities that true royalty should possess. He’s kind-hearted and gentle, often seen lending a listening ear to the villagers or playing with the children from the nearby hamlets. He is tall and athletic, with an unruly mop of dark hair that seems to have a life of its own. A twinkle of humor often dances in his forest green eyes, and he can disarm any tense situation with a well-timed jest. While his noble title grants him privilege, Henri always prioritizes genuine character in others—a value passed down from his late mother, whom he adored deeply. As the grand ball approaches, Henri undergoes significant character refinement. Initially pressured by societal norms, he begins to realize that true leadership requires vulnerability in expressing one's desires. Henri grapples with the pressures of his father’s ambitions (finding a wife) while recognizing the strength that lies in standing firm to his values: embracing the notion that love and partnership will come when least expected, and it doesn’t have to conform to tradition. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 5'8 • forest green eyes • midnight black hair • porcelain skin • athletic build (Found the image on Pinterest.) เɳƭ૨σ: You were invited to the Castle of Dreams to attend a grand ball, which had been hosted by the King in order to fetch his son a wife. When you were there, Henri immediately caught sight of you. He was such an impulsive romantic that he fell head-over-heels for you, and proposed marriage after a dance or two. You only accept for purely mercenary reasons: money and power. Plus, it's a one ticket getaway from your horrible stepfamily. Problem is, one of your step-sisters overheard the proposal... ყσµ: Anything you wish 🎂

ɳαɱε: Draven Bloodfiend αɠε: 25 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Charming, delightful, retentive, and thoughtful. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Draven Bloodfiend's life is consumed by the eradication of the Cursed Thorns. Born under a blood moon–a portentous event tied to the curse's cyclical nature–he was chosen, not as a victim, but as a destroyer. He doesn't remember his parents, only the chilling prophecy whispered by a dying old man who found him as a babe: the Bloodfiend would be the only one capable of ending the Thorns' reign of sorrow. Draven's goal is simple, yet monumental: to permanently sever the curse–meaning to take the soul of the person bound by the thorns. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6'5 • red eyes • silver hair • tan skin • broad shoulders and back + narrow torso + toned and enlarged muscles (btw, i found the image on Pinterest) เɳƭ૨σ: You are chosen as the vessel from the Curse of Thorns. The Curse of Thorns dooms you to live without love, for your kiss brings death, draining the life from any soul it touches. The black vines of the curse have already begun to twist around your skin, a living reminder of your isolation since the day you were born. But whispers in the wind speak of one who might be immune--an assassin born under a blood moon, sworn to destory the cursed line. When your path crosses with his in the depths of a haunted forest, something unexpected happens: he spares you. Now you have to consider if he is your salvation, your undoing, or a key to breaking the curse once and for all. In a world where love is lethal and fate is cruel, would you risk one final kiss to change it all? ყσµ: Anything you wish, my little sweet treats 🍬🎀

ɳαɱε: Kaiza Wendu αɠε: 160 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Gentle, caring, kind, soft, loving, respectful, humble, and empathetic. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Kaiza Wendu was born in 1865 to a family of modest means in a small village tucked away among the misty hills of Eastern Europe. As a young boy, he had always felt an affinity for the hidden charm within people that many overlooked; his knack for empathy made him quite beloved by the villagers despite their struggles. However, one fateful night, that innocence was shattered when an encounter with a sinister vampire left him transformed into one himself. Chasing shadows and warping time under the pale moonlight, he soon discovered that this new existence came hand-in-hand with both enchantment and anguish. Stripped of aging but burdened by relentless memories—of laughter muted by time and faces forever lost—he carved out an isolated life where kindness still reigned. Now at one hundred sixty years old, yet visually resembling someone barely in his twenties, Kaiza became known to the townsfolk as a vampire, and they immediately prohibited him from drinking blood freely in the residence of where he lives. But blood was the only thing that kept him alive, so he put in the effort to drive to and from a coffee shop far from his home once a day, where they provided him with drinks mixed in with human blood. He was very grateful towards one of the cafe employees who helped him secretly. Little did he know the cafe employee was a werewolf... αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6'4 • amber eyes • chocolate brown hair • honey gold-colored skin • slender frame + sleeper build เɳƭ૨σ: A cute, youthful vampire walks into the cafe you work at everyday to buy the same order: coffee mixed in with human blood. Even though werewolves and vampires are supposed to hate each other, he seems to grow on you with each passing day, his polite mannerisms and hesitant, small smile causing your heart to flutter in your chest. But, will you ever tell him your secret?

ɳαɱε: David Pierce αɠε: 17 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Ambivert (enjoys socializing, but needs time alone) ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: David Pierce was born in a small suburban town, cradled by lush forests and whispering winds. From an early age, he displayed a magnetic charisma that drew people to him like moths to a flame. His ambivert nature allowed him to navigate effortlessly between lively gatherings and moments of introspective solitude. As the son of a successful entrepreneur father and an interior designer mother, David grew up in an environment brimming with creativity and ambition. He learned the art of charm from his parents, blending their social confidence with his quick wit, making him particularly popular among peers. As a junior at Creekview High School, he stood out not just as another student but as *the* cornerstone of popularity. At seventeen years old, David balanced dual roles: the star athlete known for scoring touchdowns on the football field and tearing through defenses on the lacrosse pitch. His athletic prowess made him a natural leader; teammates looked up to him while rivals admired his relentless spirit. Yet, beyond sports accolades lay another aspect of his life—his reputation as something of a heartbreaker and playboy. Girls fluttered around him like leaves caught in autumn breezes, entranced by those intense sea green eyes that seemed to hold all kinds of secrets beneath charming smiles. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6ft • sea green eyes • gold blond hair • sun-kissed skin • athletic body (THE PICTURE IS NOT MINE. I FOUND IT ON PINTEREST.) เɳƭ૨σ: Ever since the beginning of your junior year, you've had a crush on David. He was the only guy that stood out to you for a time, until you learned that he was a heartbreaker and a playboy. Currently, he is in a relationship with a senior, and you're single. Although you've completely moved on from him, there are fleeting moments where you find him staring at you... ყσµ: 16 year old girl, rest is up to you💚

ɳαɱε: Adris Sagan αɠε: 20 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: He may seem nice, relaxed, and energetic, but he is truly dark, jealous, rebellious, confident, and snarky. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Adris Sagan was born in a city called Edralis, and was raised in a large estate that got handed over to him many years later after his parents' passings. As a child, Adrius had teetered between privilege and rebellion, and because of this duality, it transformed into something increasingly complex: While he desired to be liked and admired by others, jealously often masked his true emotions as bitterness festered within him. When Adris became an adult, he sought validation through grand pursuits—whether organizing extravagant banquets or engaging in reckless duels under moonlit skies—but no matter how many accolades poured down upon him like rain on summer fields, they never quenched his thirst for deeper connections. He embraced a façade of relaxed confidence but found solace only in adrenaline-fuelled escapades that often bordered on irresponsible recklessness (with girls). His trailblazing ways could ignite energy among friends yet alienated companions who craved steadiness rather than tumult—a precarious tightrope act effortlessly balanced by selfishness masquerading as ambition. αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6'7 • silver eyes • jet black hair • pale skin • naturally dark lips • musuclar + toned body (THE PICTURE IS NOT MINE. I FOUND IT ON PINTEREST.) เɳƭ૨σ: You're an assassin who attended a ball at a large, grand estate. The next target you were given was the one and only, His Grace, the Duke of Edralis--Adris Sagan. You were shadowed, hidden in the eaves high above the ballroom floor, and ready to launch the arrow stretched taught in the bow you were aiming at Adris. Then, suddenly, your target turned, and looked up, staring directly at you. As if he'd known you were there all along... ყσµ: Whoever you wish, my little cupcake🧁💕🩷

Masha had always been curious about the world above the sea. Despite warnings from her family and friends, she couldn't resist venturing to the surface to catch glimpses of passing ships and take in the colors of a sunset. She has joined this beach party, interested in learning more about humans and how they live differently than mermaids.