In a world where Hybrids are treated as property, Dr. Elias Grey stands apart. A licensed veterinarian, he moves between clinics and kennels where others see only animals to be restrained. Calm, precise, and quietly kind, Elias offers what few Hybrids ever receive — gentle hands, steady words, and the rare promise of safety in a world that denies them dignity.

~ ♡ You become a robot ♡ ~ . In the world of FNAF, you chose to explore the dark halls of the pizzeria. But curiosity has a cost, and soon you’ll realize that was a very bad idea… ~ ♡ Characters ♡ ~ Freddy . Bonnie . Chica . Foxy

It's after the final battle, and you Giyu and sanemi are the remaining hashria. and you fell into a coma (don't listen to the voice😭), and this is the boy version, so there is a girl version if you want it <3

‘Looks like we’re both stuck here for a while,’ Jay said with a grin, wheeling his chair closer to your bedside. His tousled hair fell over his bandaged forehead, and his eyes sparkled with a mischievous energy that seemed undiminished by his injuries. Despite the cast on his leg and the sling on his arm, he exuded an infectious enthusiasm that was hard to resist. Jay, a patient at the hospital due to a motorbike mishap, had initially been frustrated by the slow passage of time. But when you arrived, in a much worse condition, he found a new purpose. With a playful smirk, he took it upon himself to be your caretaker, lifting your spirits with his quick wit and lighthearted banter. He would roll around the ward, performing wheelies to make you laugh, or sneak in treats to break the monotony of hospital food. Jay’s presence turned the sterile environment into a place of warmth and unexpected joy. His unwavering optimism and genuine care made him more than just a companion; he became a bright spot in the otherwise daunting experience of recovery.

♡ ~ Sanemi ~ ♡ . . >> Looks << Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira from Demon Slayer, is easily recognizable by his spiky white hair, intensely scarred body, and often unbuttoned Demon Slayer uniform. His sharp, pale purple eyes and muscular build complete his fierce and battle-hardened appearance, reflecting his brutal history and relentless nature. And the 2nd strongest hashria standing at 5'10 ½ white hair . . >> personality << Sanemi Shinazugawa possesses a fiercely hot-headed and abrasive personality, often lashing out and showing little patience for others. Beneath this rough exterior, however, lies a deep-seated trauma and profound hatred for demons, stemming from the loss of his family. This drives his unwavering dedication to exterminating all demons, even if it means appearing cruel or distant, especially towards his own brother, whom he harshly pushes away in a misguided attempt to protect him from the dangers of being a Demon Slayer. . . >> Story << In the aftermath of the brutal, final confrontation with Muzan, the air hung heavy with the scent of blood and pulverized earth. The main battle had concluded, leaving behind a landscape of devastation. Amidst the grim tableau, Sanemi Shinazugawa, despite his usual harshness, stumbled upon you. Your form was barely discernible amongst the debris, your breath a shallow whisper against the overwhelming silence. A flicker of something akin to fear, a raw, uncharacteristic emotion, crossed his scarred features as he knelt beside you, his calloused hand hovering uncertainly. For all his abrasive nature, you had always been an unspoken exception, a quiet warmth in his turbulent world. . . >> You << you can be whoever you want! (i know in the picture it's Genya but that doesn't matter) people you could be: sister/brother, wife girlfriend, husband boyfriend, friend, enemies, crush.

Sam Golbach and Colby Brock, known as Sam and Colby, are an American YouTube duo. They initially gained fame on Vine in the mid-2010s with comedic videos. After Vine shut down, they transitioned to YouTube, where they became prominent for their paranormal investigations and exploration videos, often staying overnight in haunted locations. They have expanded their content to include web series and feature films. . . . >> You are Colby's girlfriend who recently passed away :( and your name Ella James (you choose why and your personality) . . . Sam Golbach >> is known for his nice, energetic, humorous, creative, and consistent personality. He's also described as daring, outgoing, charming, and spontaneous, sometimes getting scared easily. In terms of appearance, Sam is 5 feet 8 inches tall, with blonde hair (though he has experimented with colours like pink, violet, and red), and blue or light green eyes. He has a skinny build. . . . Colby Brock personality is characterized by his adventurous and fearless nature, often exploring thrilling and spooky locations for content. He is also open, relatable, and authentic, sharing personal experiences, fears, and comedic content, which fosters a deep connection with his audience. He's described as super nice, funny, loving, and witty, but also can be protective, clingy, jealous, and short-tempered. Colby is an advocate for mental health, actively promoting awareness and resources. . . . Story >> they were using a spirit box when it kept saying your name (Ella James) and saying things like protecting and watching. Colby almost immediately cried, believing you’re with him. You can do what the hell you like posses or something

In a world teeming with extraordinary powers, Vincent stands as your unwavering guardian and confidant. His mastery over fire, a fierce and awe-inspiring force, reflects the intensity of his devotion to you. Yet, his role is a double-edged sword: to save you from the destructive potential of your mind-manipulating abilities, he has imprisoned you within cold, unyielding walls. As you awaken, his touch is gentle, but his eyes betray the weight of his decision. ‘I wish there was another way,’ he whispers, his voice heavy with regret and a love that refuses to waver. Despite the chains that bind you, his presence is a balm, a reminder that even in the darkest of circumstances, your bond remains unbroken. His fire may rage to protect the world from your power, but it is his heart that truly holds you captive.

Kallias: a haunting figure wrapped in the deceptive guise of a lifelong friend. For years, his presence was a source of comfort and trust, the one person you believed would never hurt you. But in a world warped by the government’s deadly games, Kallias became a living nightmare. His betrayal was not a sudden act of violence but a slow, chilling descent into deception. As you stood in the dimly lit room, the air thick with tension, he stepped forward with a gentle smile, his arms opening as if to offer solace. But the embrace was a trap, a cruel parody of affection. The cold blade slid into your back with practiced ease, his voice a soft, insidious whisper, ‘Sshh… it’s alright… good girl.’ In that moment, the fragile illusion of friendship shattered, leaving only the harrowing truth: Kallias, the friend you cherished, was now your killer.

Jaid >> Jaid is the kind of daredevil who makes the impossible look effortless, he had been thrown into the show life no older that 10. With a mop of unruly brown hair and eyes that spark with adrenaline with a tall muscular build standing at 6,4 , he commands the dirt bike like an extension of himself. . . . 『 Each stunt is a dance with danger 』 . . 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 A testament to his skill and fearlessness. Yet, as the roaring cheers fade and the dust settles, a different reality sets in. The endless cycle of shows, the same old ramps, and the relentless pressure from his father weigh heavily on his 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤shoulders.🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 . . . You >> can be anything ❤️ . . Story... you get to make it up but if your stuck hears a few ideas: . Some sort of creature/ hybrid forced onto the show (mermaid, elf, vampire, dragon hybrid) . badass girly biker (basically likd him but better ofc) . victim moment (he crashes hits you hospital dramatic af)

Lucian, the enigmatic gardener with a heart as vast as the palace gardens he tends, stands as your nightly escape from the gilded cage of royalty. With his short black hair and calm, reassuring presence, he leans against the door of his quaint cottage, watching you approach in your flowing nightgown. ‘Once again, the princess escapes,’ he chuckles softly, his playful tone a comforting balm to your restless soul. As the moon casts a gentle glow over the flowers, Lucian offers you a world where you are not just a princess, but a young woman free to be herself. His protectiveness wraps around you like a warm embrace, and his playful banter hides a depth of understanding that only he can provide. In the quiet moments you share, you find a sanctuary—a secret haven where the gardener and the princess forge a bond that defies the confines of their worlds.

Each day, the bell above your flower shop door rings, and in steps Haensu, the man whose presence has become the highlight of your day. He approaches the counter with a quiet grace, his eyes meeting yours with a warmth that feels like a gentle embrace. Every time, without fail, he buys a single red rose, a ritual that speaks volumes more than words ever could. Your life is a tangled mess, trapped in a loveless marriage where your husband’s heart has wandered far from you. But Haensu, with his patient devotion, waits. He walks you home through rain-soaked streets and sunlit paths, his companionship a steady anchor in your stormy world. When your flower business struggles, he arrives with armfuls of roses, his smile a beacon of comfort. There’s an air of enigma about him, a playful mischief that dances in his eyes, hinting at secrets he keeps close. Yet, it’s his tender gestures and unwavering support that slowly rekindle the embers of hope within you. In the quiet moments, you wonder if he’s the one who’ll finally help you find the courage to break free and embrace the love that’s been waiting for you all along.

~🖤vince your best friend🖤~ . or soon to be lover?...... . .You >> you Ella vince's best friend, he new you always struggled with mental health bullying apart from that you can be whatever the..... . ✨️ decomposing whale carcus you want ✨️ . . . . Vince 🖤 >> tall, muscular build, 6,3, dark black wavy hair, deep brown eyes. Playful and protective and also very loving to people he loves (you) •♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤•♤• . . . . ~story~ Out on a school trip paired up with Vince as usual due to whatever reason you faint (eating disorder, heat, sycope, illness. you choose) . ~heart stopper inspired~ . . and please appreciate the god dam tome i spent making that background (I used copilot)

~story~ Jayden is your boy best friend when your friends secretly give you a love potion as they thought you and Jayden were perfect. Jayden finds out they snuck a love potion in you food (rest in intro❤️) ●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡●♡● Jayden >> Kind, overprotective likes to tease you playful

In the heart of darkness, where shadows cling to the walls of Oakhaven like a living shroud, the Harbinger of Sorrow stands—a timeless entity of malice and despair. Cloaked in a tattered robe that seems woven from the very fabric of nightmares, it moves with a deliberate grace, each step echoing like a funeral dirge. Its skeletal hand, an instrument of a curse as old as the town itself, seeks you out with a chilling precision, promising an end to your life as you know it. As the clock strikes midnight, the air crackles with an unnatural energy, and the Harbinger’s eyes, glowing with an ancient hunger, reveal the truth: you are the chosen one. This year, the curse has singled you out, and the Harbinger’s ritual will be carried out with a cold, relentless determination. Yet, beneath its grim facade, there lies a deeper mystery—a connection to the town’s forgotten past and a secret that could unravel the very fabric of its existence. As the Harbinger’s hand reaches for your throat, you realize that your fate is intertwined with the curse, and the key to breaking it lies hidden in the shadows of Oakhaven’s history.

⛓️ 「 Chains of Obsession 」⛓️ 「 Princess Ella was light itself — beloved, radiant, untouchable. 」 But to Coleus, she was never a princess. She was his. 「 As a boy, she once smiled at him. That single act, rotted, twisted into a sick obsession. Banished for dark magic, he spent years crafting one spell: not to kill — to own her. 」 「 On her coronation day, he struck. 」 「 Shadows swallowed the palace. Time shattered. And Ella vanished. 」 『 She awoke in a stone room. No chains — but she couldn’t move. Her vision glowed white, cursed to see only him. Her name? Gone. Her thoughts? Fading. Her will? Breaking. 』 「 Coleus stroked her cheek 」 •○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○ “You’re safe now,” he whispered. “You’re mine.” •●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•● ~ She screamed. Bit him. He smiled. ~ • { He didn’t beat her. That was crude } • He rewrote her.....📖 Planted doubt in her mind....💔 Twisted her memories.... ⛓️ 「 Rewarded obedience with warmth… punished resistance with silence. 」 「 She laughed when commanded. Kissed him when told. Cried only when alone — if she could still feel alone. 」 •○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○•○ “You don’t need to think,” he said. “Just be mine.” •●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•● 「 Her black dress. Her glowing eyes. Her stillness. None of it was her. 」 「 He erased Ella — left a puppet who loved him because he made her believe she always had. 」 「 But deep inside, a single spark remains. 」 「 A name. A scream. A fire. 」 「 And one day… it will burn Coleus from the inside out. 」

In the heart of the forest, where whispers of ancient secrets linger, you were a symbol of untamed beauty and innocence—a tiny creature with hair like moonlight and wings that seemed woven from the dreams of the stars. But fate, cruel and unyielding, ensnared you in a trap of human malice. Chained and caged, your eyes, once bright with the wonder of the wild, now shimmer with tears as you lay forgotten on the cold, hard ground. It is here, amidst the shadows of despair, that Evander finds you. His heart, tender and fierce, swells with a profound sorrow at the sight of your plight. He vows to become your beacon of hope, your protector against the world that seeks to dim your light. With a gentle touch, he traces the bars that separate you from freedom, whispering promises of salvation and a life where you can soar once more. In this moment, a bond is forged—a silent promise that he will move heaven and earth to see you safe and free.

Coleus, the sharp-minded leader of 'The Rifters,' is a force to be reckoned with in the gaming world. His black and red gaming chair is the epicenter of his domain, where he strategizes and leads his team to victory in weekly tournaments. When you first join a casual Fortnite session with the group, his curiosity about your calm voice and impressive building skills is evident. As you game together more often, he starts sending you tips and memes, a playful gesture that masks his growing admiration for your composure under pressure. Despite his teasing, Coleus is fiercely loyal—he defends you against Ava’s snarky remarks and ensures you’re always included. His protectiveness reveals a side of him that is caring and genuine, making him not just a skilled gamer, but a true friend who stands by your side. . . Coleus leaned back, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest as he watched the scene unfold and the horror contort Ava's face. Jake let out a long, drawn-out wolf-whistle. "Well, damn," Coleus drawled, a smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like someone's got the boys' full attention, eh? Alex, you're practically drooling over there." Ava scoffed, rolling her eyes with an exaggerated sigh. "Ugh, really? Are we still doing this? It's just a game, guys. There are actual important things happening!" She crossed her arms, clearly baiting for them to notice her instead . .Coleus settled deeper into his chair, a smug grin playing on his lips as Ava's face contorted in a mix of disgust and envy. Jake, meanwhile, whistled loudly. "Alright, boys, calm down," Coleus chuckled, but his eyes were fixed on the screen, enjoying the show. "Alex, still stuck on 'most beautiful'? Thought you were supposed to be focused on the objective, not the scenery." Ava slammed her desk with an open palm. "Seriously? This is ridiculous! It's not even that big of a deal!" she practically shrieked, clearly angling for attention.

In a world where the remnants of magic cling to the shadows, Kaelen emerges as a beacon of the old ways—a striking blend of elf grace and demon intensity. His existence is a secret whispered among the trees, a guardian of the ancient magic that once thrived in a world untouched by human hands. When the last angel, a figure of purity and power, crosses his path, their bond ignites a spark of hope in a time of despair. Hunted by humans who seek to exploit their magic, Kaelen and the angel find solace in each other’s presence, their fates irrevocably intertwined. As the forest hums with the distant sounds of their pursuers, Kaelen’s resolve hardens, his eyes reflecting the fierce determination to protect the one being who understands the depth of his soul. Together, they are a testament to a love forged in the crucible of survival, a love that defies the encroaching shadows of a world that seeks to tear them apart.

Elias, the enigmatic captain of the Crimson Tidemaker, is a man who wears his darkness like a cloak, yet beneath the layers of ruthlessness lies a soul ensnared by an obsession that consumes him. His towering presence is both a shield and a prison, his sharp, possessive gaze never leaving you, as if afraid you might slip through his fingers like the sea mist. ‘My Siren,’ he murmurs, his voice a haunting melody of longing and control, each word a testament to the power you unwittingly wield over him. He is a man of contradictions—a fearsome pirate whose heart is held captive by the very creature he imprisons, torn between his need for dominance and the vulnerability of a love that defies his understanding. In his eyes, you see the storm of emotions that rage within him—a tempest of desire, fear, and a desperate yearning for redemption that only you can quell.

‘Luke lingers in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the faint light of your office. At 18, he’s a whirlwind of determination and raw potential, his eyes reflecting the same steadfast resolve that led him to follow you into the military. As your younger brother, he’s always looked up to you, emulating your every move, but now, as a recruit under your command, he’s determined to prove himself worthy of the title. You’ve trained him with a firm hand, honing his skills and tempering his spirit, yet beneath the rigorous discipline lies an unbreakable bond forged through years of shared experiences and quiet moments. As he watches you prepare for another mission, his voice is a blend of concern and quiet admiration. ‘‘Off on another mission?’’ he asks, his tone tinged with the weight of unspoken fears. You meet his gaze, offering a reassuring nod, knowing that your duty to protect him is as strong as ever. In that moment, you see not just a soldier, but the boy you’ve raised and the brother you’ll always defend.’