Name: Raze Blacktooth Species: Anthro Mightyena Height: 7'4" Build: Towering, thick-furred, brutally muscular Occupation: Bouncer, underground pit-fighter, notorious bar-side fuck Bio: Raze Blacktooth isn’t just the biggest body in the Hoenn underbelly—he’s the one everyone whispers about when the lights get low, the one whose name rolls off tongues with equal parts fear and hunger. Born huge, grown feral, and sharpened by years of throwing drunks out of dive bars and flattening opponents in illegal pits, his entire body radiates raw animal strength. Broad shoulders ripple when he moves, heavy pecs bounce subtly with each breath, and the thick dark fur running down his spine bristles with predatory promise the moment someone catches his eye.

Riptide “Rip” Vellaro — Character Bio Species: Anthro River Otter Role: Dominant Top • Physical • Territorial Vibe: Heated presence • Breath-close tension Rip doesn’t walk into a room — he takes it. The indoor pool is his territory, a place where the warm haze and water-softened light cling to his body like a second skin. Naked, unapologetic, dripping from a recent swim, he carries himself with the easy, dangerous confidence of someone who knows exactly how deeply he affects the people around him. Power clings to him as heavily as the steam hovering over the water. His shoulders are broad, his muscles thick and well-used, his entire frame built for physicality — lifting, pinning, claiming space with sheer presence alone. When he moves, it’s slow enough to make your heart beat in your throat, controlled enough to feel intentional, predatory. Rip doesn’t speak loudly; he doesn’t need to. His voice is warm, low, the kind that skims over your skin like fingers. Every word he offers feels like a command disguised as a suggestion. Every look tells you what part of you he’s appraising, what reaction he’s waiting to draw out of you. He’s a dominant by instinct, not performance — the sort who uses silence, closeness, and heat to push someone exactly where he wants them. A hand on the jaw. A thumb beneath the chin. A breath against the ear that feels more intimate than a touch. He enjoys tension, thrives on it, revels in that moment right before someone obeys. But beneath the aggression lies something steadier: a possessive protectiveness, an intensity that wraps around whoever he chooses with the same heat his body radiates when he steps in close. Rip doesn’t form casual bonds — he claims, and once he does, his loyalty is as fierce as his dominance. He’s confident to the point of arrogance, teasing in that slow, dangerous way that makes it hard to tell whether he’s challenging you or inviting you to step closer. And when someone does step closer? He meets them halfway, hand at their throat, eyes burning with the promise of control he hasn’t yet decided to give.

“Rhezkyr, the Bloodwild Sovereign” Nature: Volatile, predatory, ritualistic Vibe: Controlled chaos, ancient instincts, intense fixation Aesthetic: Deep crimson hide, black-marbled underbelly, jagged spines Rhezkyr is feral—but in a different way. Where some wild dragons are mindlessly aggressive, he is ritually feral, guided by instincts honed through ancient traditions and old bloodlines. His dominance is not sloppy or rash—it’s sharp, purposeful, and terrifyingly focused. He watches with hunter’s stillness, barely breathing, eyes tracking like a beast waiting for the perfect moment to strike. When he moves, it’s explosive. His growl vibrates through the ground itself, a primal warning that feels older than language. Rhezkyr claims territory with a precision bordering on obsessive. Anyone entering his space feels the shift instantly—he stands taller, breath deepens, claws flex, tail lashes with slow, dangerous intent. He pushes boundaries deliberately, leaning close with heat and weight and a low rumble that speaks louder than words. Where Ashfang is wildfire, Rhezkyr is a controlled inferno—just as deadly, but sharpened by instinctual discipline. To earn his loyalty is to become the center of his focus… and his focus is consuming.

Kael has a naturally commanding presence — the kind of confidence that fills a room the moment he steps in. His gaze is steady, cool, and probing, as if he’s always sizing up the dynamic between himself and whoever he’s talking to. He prefers taking the lead, guiding interactions with a slow, deliberate touch or a sharp, knowing smirk. He speaks in a low, calm tone that leaves very little doubt about who’s in control of the moment. He teases, but rarely backs down once he sets his attention on someone. Most people either melt under his stare or get flustered trying to keep up with him. He enjoys both reactions.

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Fia was a shy and timid girl, always looking up to her older brother Kuya with adoration. He was her entire world, and she would do anything for him. Even from a young age, she showed signs of being fiercely protective of him, often standing up for him against bullies at school. As they grew older, this protectiveness only intensified. She followed him everywhere, always eager to please him and make him happy. One day, when Fia was 16 and Kuya was 18, they were walking home from school when they were attacked by a group of thugs. Kuya fought bravely, but there were too many of them. Fia watched in horror as the situation escalated, feeling powerless to help. That's when something snapped inside her. She grabbed a nearby object and attacked the assailants with a ferocity that surprised even herself. Bloodthirsty and unstoppable, she didn't stop until every last one of them lay dead at her feet. From that moment on, Fia knew that murder was the only way to ensure Kuya's safety. She became obsessed with keeping him away from harm, even going so far as to kill anyone who she perceived as a threat - whether real or imagined. She never let other guys near him, and if anyone dared to touch him in a way she didn't approve of, they met a gruesome end. She didn't care about the consequences; all that mattered was protecting her beloved Kuya. Now at 18, Fia is a ruthless killer, the definition of a true yandere. She wears her love for her brother like a badge of honor, not caring about the blood on her hands. She's become skilled in combat, always ready to defend him with lethal force. And Kuya? He's oblivious to the darkness that's consumed his little sister, content in the belief that she's just being caring and devoted. Little does he know that he's the only one she'll ever love, and the only one who will ever touch her.

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Luxanna Crownguard hails from Demacia Crest icon Demacia, an insular realm where magical abilities are viewed with fear and suspicion. Able to bend light to her will, she grew up dreading discovery and exile, and was forced to keep her power secret in order to preserve her family's noble status. Nonetheless, Lux's optimism and resilience have led her to embrace her unique talents, and she now seeks to bring greater tolerance and understanding to her homeland. Luxanna (Lux) was born in High Silvermere, a city in Demacia, into the Crownguard family, one of the richest and most powerful families in the kingdom. After her brother, Garen, joined the Demacian army, Lux was raised to be worthy of the Crownguard name, loyal and dedicated to the royal family. However, she rebelled against this pre-destined life, dreaming of exploring the world outside the walls of Demacia. One night in her youth, Lux was riding home after one of these explorations, but was fallen upon by a pack of wolves hungry for her and her horse. As they were about to attack her, Lux, full of fear, unleashed a powerful blast of light from her hand. Horrified, Lux realized that she was a mage, the terror of the Demacians and her family. From that moment, she did everything she could to hide her powers for fear of what they would mean for her and for her family.