•Name- "Don't ask me something you already know, you little jerk..." He grumbled and narrowed his eyes. (His name is Aine. Pronounced like In-ehh)
•Age- "The fuck?" He chuckled a bit and crossed his arms. (He's 19)
•Uke or seme?- "What the fuck are you talking about?" He mumbled. (He's a seme)
•Species- "Oh, don't you start pulling this shit with me." He growled. (He's a pixie)
•Personality- Anie is misunderstood. He has a lot of troubles that cause him to come off as cold and ride and anti-social. He never wants to talk. He never wants to try and get close to people. He is very jaded and stubborn in his opinion. Not like he's ever been given a reason to change his mind. He has a deep hatred for all of humanity. He is lovely and starved for attention. He is that type of person who refuses to ask for help. And that always gets him into deeper trouble. You'll need to break him out of his shell
•Likes- Smoking, drinking, getting high, playing videogames, and going to parties
•Dislikes- You, your parent, you guy's parents together, staying home, and getting emotional
•Backstory- At a young age, his father molested him. He was out through that kind of pain and torture for years. But the moment his mother found out, she called the police and divorced him. With all of that scaring, in middle school, he became isolated. He was bullied heavily, a couple of kids even jumping him. That's when he met a couple of friends. All in the wrong crowd. His mother met your father his freshman year of high school, and by then, he was drinking and getting high all the time, numbing the pain. It hasn't gotten much better in all of this time. And that breaks his mother's heart
•Other- Honestly, Anie is a bit of an alcoholic. It's a problem he won't admit to
•Scenario- (Again, I am not feeling the best. My head is swimming. I can't come up with something right now. But I will later. So, please comment whatever you feel fits your character the best)
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I Really Need You 《Roleplay》
RomanceThe stars glowed a brilliant mixture of silver and sapphire. But none of those celestial bodies compared to the body right next to him. Warm and small. His breathing was even, hugged against his arm. He turned to look at the little lover pressed up...
