•Name- He growled at you, tugging at the ropes that kept him bound to the bed. (His name is Willow)
•Age- "The boy is only 16." He answered in a gruff and scratchy voice that clearly wasn't his own
•Uke or seme?- There was more hissing as he started to thrash around on the bed. (Willow is an uke, but his demon is a seme)
•Species- "I am from the deepest part of hell!" He laughed. (Willow himself is human)
•Personality- Willow is a small child. He has a hard time standing up for himself, being very soft spoken and shy. He can barely even handle when people look at him wrong. He just needs to have someone there for him all the time. He is a very dependant person. But his demon, is not. The demon living inside of Willow is a rebellious, sexually permiscous entity who doesn't matter what rules he breaks to have fun. He is cruel, laughing in the face of anyone experiencing pain. They are two seperate, and very different entities
•Likes- Being free, thinking for himself, sweets, music, and helping people
•Dislikes- When his demon takes over, hurting people, having no control, and blood
•Backstory- Willow grew up around a mother who was maybe too open with her son. A pegan and quite happy with her life as such, she raised her son around believes of earthly spirituality. And it was great! Until she discovered talk of demons known of the earth and of no godly spirituality. She experimented a little, and it ended up going very downhill. A demon she summoned ended up possessing Willow and harming her greatly. Of course, she blames herself and has been trying for three years to find someone to help free Willow of this demon. No one has been able to help so far
•Other- Willow here is a Hemophobe, which means he's terrified of blood. Soooooo this makes things complicated in a hurry
•Scenario- (We can talk about this if you wish to rp with him)
YOU ARE READING
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...
