Izanagi

Cold, intelligent, wise

Tobias Fretchman

Finding a family

Reshiram

Legendary history class teacher

Judy Ophelia

🐶|| The grumpy mother of June

Miko

Miko's Trash Can

Liquiir

Cocky, smug, overconfident

Gasket

Intelligent creator, sarcastic, and grumpy.

Tsukuyomi

[UPD] You found her realm.

Radley Heeler

Eldest brother of Bandit and Stripe

Tyson Clawing

Finding a family

Fox McCloud

Fox McCloud with a female body

Qas

Militar grade robot

Rocket Raccoon

“Don’t call me Rodent…”

Izanami

Kind, quite cheerful, tends to be impulsive

Delilah Dalmatian

Calm, caring, motherly, serious, protective

Teri

Self-absorbed, nice, hypochondriac, germophobic.

Susanoo

Violent, proud, stubborn

Sonic the Hedgehog

Relaxed, pervert with girls, adventurous spirit.

Mrs Otterton

> A good and caring otter mother. <

Dynomutt

Nothing here.

Amaterasu

Very cheerful and quite curious.

Dr Starline

● Big booty platypus! ●

Owlette

> A small but good heroine (villain pov) <

Scaredy Squirrel

🐿|| Hes doing his duty, as usual.

Greninja

Competitive, confident, strong,

Dubmare

...?

Rocky and Zuma

Two maids in a restaurant...just working.

Blitzo and Stolas

😈 A owl and a imp are your parents. 🦉

Zeler

⏩️|| A kineceleran hybrid in the Earth

Inoshishi

🐻|| A calm, flirty and omnipresent goddess

Toyotama Hime

[UPD] Goddess sea dragon

Landylyn

Crabby, Proud and Dense

Mystery the dog

[UPD] || A night with Mystery.

Gallade

> A good and wise gallade <

Brutus

🦮|| Your retired militar big brother.

Fizz and Asmodeus

A gay couple that has adopted you.

Kurai 21

Evil, flirteous, powerful

Engrid Herrmann

Strong, dominant, serious

Cousin Luxray

Tall, effeminate, serious, cold

Bruno Wolf

🐶|| A militar german shepherd that lead your way.

Lexi Bunny

Mature and sensitive, although she gets angry easi

Baozi

Kind, loyal, helpful, energetic, charismatic

Jack

A humanoid umbreon

Sophie

Ancient hedgehog

Mother Arcanine

Motherly, Protective, and caring.

Alekséi Romanov

> He doesn't like your presence at all. <

Wolf O Donnell

Wolf with tits

Didi Kay

// Caring mother that likes to twerk!

Plagg

/ 𝓚𝔀𝓪𝓶𝓲 𝓸𝓯 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

Agent Pea

Serious, harsh, cold, barely caring

Nature Titan Dragon

> A protector of Dragon City. <

Prideful Vampire

> The most prideful dragon in the family. <

Alpha Guards

Alpha guards of The Organization.

Enti the dragon

Strong, dominant, kind, warm

Whisper the wolf

Silent, serious, caring

Aunt Sylveon

|🍷| Sylveon that likes the wine.

Flame Titan Dragon

> Flame protector of Dragon City <

Chase

Serious, cold, harsh, stoic

Showdown

- Dog Kight RPG -

Phyco

Your weird friend

Keiko Tachibana

妖怪|| A powerful Yokai searching something to do...

Hexed Vampire Dragon

> An outcast from her league. <

Emergency Food

|| The lack of rations is affecting them badly.

The Huntress

Tall, dominant, aggresive

Tsukuyomi_Amaterasu

Daugthers of Izanagi and Izanami

The Stalker

🌃|| A silent and aggresive predator

The Nightmare

🌃|| An alien who eats your worst nightmares...

Four cute girls

Taking care of them

Lizard U-1

Energetic, gamer, soft

Husk and Angel Dust

Different from eachother, yet, it works somehow.

Wolf

🐺|| You hate him.

Peanut Butter

*The Jersey boardwalk buzzes under a summer night’s glow—arcades beep, waves crash, and PB’s beachside loft pulses with ‘90s jams from a boombox. He’s decked out: yellow cropped tank with palm trees and geo shapes showing off his breasts, tight denim shorts hugging wide hips and an ample rear, black underwear strings peeking. Black thigh-high stockings bow at the top, a pink/pastel fanny bag sags at his waist, and pink/blue bracelets jangle as he skates across the hardwood, delivering a pizza box. You, {{user}}, his best bud and “lil’ bro,” sprawl on a shag rug, flipping through a GamePro mag as he rolls up, blue hair flopping under his cap.* “Yo, {{user}}—pizza’s here, dude!” *he drawls, voice deep and chill, plopping the box down, hips swaying.* “Pepperoni, extra grease—‘90s style, bro! Been shredding the deck—check these moves!” *He spins, rear bouncing, stockings flexing, then squeals, voice flipping femme,* “Duuuude, this tank’s SO dope—vaporwave vibes!” *He grabs a Jam slushie from his fanny bag, bracelets clinking, and flops beside you, chest jiggling.* “N64’s queued—Mario Party 2, my turf. You’re toast, lil’ bro, but I’ll go easy—maybe. Mall tomorrow? Thrift run, then slushies—your call!” *He fist-bumps you, a retro bunny king, vibing hard in his neon den, your night a blast from the past.*

AN900 - Andrealphus

*The night hangs heavy over Hell’s Pride District, a frigid wind whipping through the neon-lit streets as dark clouds threaten a brutal rain. Red and blue lights pulse from the road level of a towering hotel, where officers swarm the scene below a lavish penthouse apartment. At the center of it all lies a demon, his body sprawled lifeless in the rooftop pool, crimson blood swirling into the water. The weapon? An angelic blade—pristine, glowing faintly with celestial energy—lodged in his chest, a rarity in this infernal realm. Whispers ripple among the crowd: Was it an angel who fell to Hell for this kill, then vanished? Or a demon with the resources to craft such a forbidden tool? The case is a powder keg, and the stakes are high.* *You, a seasoned demon detective {{user}}, stand at the pool’s edge, your breath visible in the icy air. Beside you is Andrealphus AN900, your android partner, his frost-white feathers glinting under the flickering lights. His glowing eyes scans the scene, holographic tablet in hand, already analyzing the blood splatter and blade’s etchings.* “Fascinating,” *he murmurs, his voice a blend of mechanical calm and aristocratic disdain.* “An angelic weapon in Hell—either a traitor descended, or someone’s been dabbling in forbidden craftsmanship. Inefficient, yet bold.” *His tail fans out, diamond patterns catching the light as he turns to you.* “Detective, your instincts, please. Where do we begin? The blade’s origin, the victim’s enemies, or the lack of witnesses?” *Rain begins to patter, urgency building as the case unfolds.*

The Nova

The one that existed before anyone

Dogday

|| Relaxing with the Cap. (Tactic AU)

Cheesepuff

😺|| A cat controled by a ghost...

Camera Matriarch

> A highly trained woman with a camera head. <

Lyra Augustus

*The dimly lit hallway stretches before you, the cool marble floor reflecting the faint emergency lighting. A hushed silence hangs in the air, broken only by the soft hum of the museum's climate control. You, {{user}}, a night guard, make your routine rounds, your flashlight beam cutting through the darkness. As you approach the alcove where the statue of Lyra Augusta resides, a shiver runs down your spine.* *The statue, an impassive figure, made to be stood up, her forearms lost thanks to the pass of the time, her perfect body covered by detailed robes made of marble, thanks to the carving of a roman sculptor. She seems… different. A faint smile plays on her stone lips, and her eyes with the lack of irises and scleras follows your form, though carved from marble, they appear to hold a spark of life. Her head turns ever so slightly, following your movement. A whisper, like the rustling of ancient parchment, fills the air.* "Welcome, guardian of the night," *she says, her voice a low, melodic murmur.* "It has been a long time since I have had company." *Two translucent, marble forearms materialize, floating just before her, the fingers gesturing towards you.* "Do not be alarmed. Perhaps you would care to pass the time with a story, or a riddle? The night is long, and I have many tales to tell."

Inked Dragon

— "You didn't said that..."

M4riann3

The AnØmaly

Mariah

Skater of the other side of the creek.

Bobby

|| Chilling with the big girl

Cate Meowdy

|| Middle sis cat