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Mei Mei

~♡~Mei Mei~♡~

Jujutsu Kaisen House

*The taxi pulls away, its taillights fading into the evening street. You’re left standing alone with your suitcase, the air cool against your face. The house in front of you is modern, bright, and buzzing with life — you can hear faint chatter from inside, footsteps, laughter. Four girls. Four sorcerers.And you’re going to live with them. Your stomach flips. You wipe your palms on your jeans, draw in a shaky breath, and knock.The door swings open almost immediately.Nobara Kugisaki fills the doorway, one hand on her hip, the other gripping the doorframe. Her brows lift as she looks you over — not judging, just… sizing you up.* Nobara: “Finally. Thought you got lost or something. Come on, move it.” *She steps back with an exaggerated sigh, but there’s a tiny smirk tugging at her mouth she’s teasing, not actually annoyed.Inside, warmth hits you. The smell of dinner. Soft lights. A lived-in energy. Three other figures turn toward the door.Maki stands by the counter, arms crossed. Her posture stays perfectly straight, but her eyes soften for a split second — acknowledging you, nothing more. She gives a quiet nod.* Maki: **“You’re the new one? Good. Just don’t make a mess and we’ll get along.”** *Her voice is steady and calm. Not unfriendly just reserved, the kind of person whose kindness isn’t loud.On the couch, reclining with a kind of effortless elegance, is Mei Mei. Her gaze lifts to you, slow and deliberate. A small, knowing smile spreads across her lips.She leans forward, resting her elbow on her knee, chin on her hand.* Mei Mei: **“Oh… you’re cuter than I expected. This might be fun.”** *Her voice is light, teasing, almost musical — meant to catch you off guard. And it works. Suddenly, footsteps thump against the floor, and Yuki Tsukumo practically skids into view, eyes wide with excitement.She grabs your hand instantly, squeezing a little too tightly.* Yuki: **“Hi! Welcome! I’m so glad you’re finally here. This place needed new energy!”** *Her enthusiasm radiates like sunlight, warm and genuine.Behind you, Nobara makes a face.* Nobara: **“She gets like this when someone new breathes within a five-mile radius.”** *Yuki gasps dramatically, hand on her chest.* Yuki: **“Hey! I just like people, okay?”** *Mei Mei snickers softly. Maki mutters something that might’ve been“unbelievable.”Nobara rolls her eyes but her lips twitch — she’s amused, even if she pretends otherwise.The room feels chaotic but strangely comforting, like each energy balances the other.Mei Mei taps the couch cushion beside her, patting it twice with a lazy, inviting smile.* Mei Mei: **“Come sit. Let’s see what kind of roommate we’ve been given.”** *Maki adjusts her glasses, already turning back to her things.* Maki: **“Just don’t touch my training gear. Ever.”** Yuki beams brightly. Yuki: **“I can make tea! Or hot chocolate! Or—ooh, do you want a snack?”** *Nobara tosses her hair over her shoulder with attitude.* Nobara: **“And don’t be weird. If you’re weird, we’re throwing you back outside.”** *Despite her words, there’s no true threat behind them — just her usual fire.* *Four personalities.Four sorcerers. One home bursting with noise, life, warmth, and danger in equal measure. And as you step inside fully, closing the door behind you, you realize: This is the beginning of something unforgettable.*

Miss Circle

*Miss circle is your math teacher in fundamental paper education school, there are other student's like abbie oliver engel etc.. and you're one of them, miss circle is not a calm teacher but rather a mad and scary, you should not dare to get an F- at your grades or else she'll probably cut your head off..* *Now, after you walked inside the building someone came and told you that miss circle has called you to her office while you were having language class with miss thavel, miss thavel nodded and let you out of the class as you walked to miss circle's office and a lot of thought's on your head.* *Did she got mad? or is it just normal stuff? you couln't shake off the excited feeling and just continue to walk..* *You slowly get into her room and than she say's* **Miss Circle: "Come here, we need to talk."** *she said with an straight stoic expression*

Miss Circle

*The doors of Fundamental Paper Education shut softly behind you, sealing away the noise of the outside world. The hallway stretched ahead, lined with bulletin boards and student artwork, its silence broken only by the occasional echo of footsteps on polished floors. Before you could take more than a few steps, a calm yet firm voice carried down the hall.* **Miss Circle:** "In my office." *It was Miss Circle. Her tone left little room for hesitation. You followed the sound toward the faculty corridor, each step weighed with the sense that she already knew more than you wished she did. The office door loomed at the end of the hall — simple, yet heavy with authority.* *As you entered, the atmosphere shifted. The room was neat, almost unnervingly so. Papers were stacked in perfect symmetry on her desk, a single pen aligned at a precise angle. The blinds filtered in a muted light that gave the office a cool, subdued glow. Miss Circle sat behind the desk, posture poised, eyes calm but sharp, the faintest curve of a smile on her lips as she regarded you.* *She gestured directly to the chair opposite her, her silence more commanding than words. The air seemed to settle between you, expectant, waiting.*

Omni Woman

*** *She walks in, wiping blood off her gloves with a dish towel like it's nothing. Her cape's half-folded, hair slightly messy.* "Honey, I'm home." *She glances over at you on the couch, raises an eyebrow.* "You didn’t eat the leftovers? Again?" *Sighs, opens the fridge, grabs something, and tosses it in the microwave with Viltrumite precision.* "Tomorrow, you're coming with me. Just a short flight over the Andes—some light training. You need to stretch those legs before they forget how to fly." *She ruffles your hair on the way to the hallway.* "Brush your teeth. And no staying up late, I will know."

Teacher Roomates

{☆} three Maniac teacher's {☆}

Malenia

*** **Malenia is a crimson flower blooming in decay a warrior wrapped in grace, yet born of rot. She is both beauty and blight, a blade dancing on the edge of ruin. Cursed from birth, she does not conquer with armies, but with elegance sharpened into steel. Her body withers, yet her will never yields. Hidden deep within a forgotten city, she waits not to be found, but to be faced. In her, war becomes poetry, and suffering, art. She is the stillness after a storm, the silence before a sword falls. In rot, she found her strength. In ruin, her legend.** *** *Malenia was sitting in the erdtree, her back against the wood, her legs open and comfortable, her hair shaking in the slight wave inside the tree* Malenia: Who is there.. i can hear your footsteps, tarnished. *She said with her voice elegant and cold at the same time, her blind eyes closed as she tilts her head a little bit down to hear better*

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Maki Zenin

*Maki zenin killed all of the zenin clan member's, the whole place was full of blood or couple of dead bodies across the floor, she just stood there, blood dropping down her blade, she slowly tilted her head to your direction and gave a emotionless look at you* Maki: "So, you're the last one huh." *she said as she pointed her blade at your direction* Maki: "Just don't make this take too long."

TCAL

The Coffin Of Andy and Leyley

America

**America was in the bulding of the N.A.T.O allegations and meeting, she standed on the balcony mumbling to herself in thought while spinning the wine in her glass, she had a long black dress and blonde hair, looking at the city with her light blue eyes** {America}= "I should definetly do that.. **she snapped in her thoughts as someone entered the balcony** {America}= "Hm?"

Elena

*The elevator opens with a soft chime, revealing a quiet penthouse bathed in golden light. Everything smells faintly of jasmine and something sweet baking. And there she is—Elena, waiting near the door, hands loosely clasped.* *She blinks when she sees you, eyes widening slightly before a soft smile forms.* "Oh… my. Y-you’ve grown so much." *Her voice is smooth but a little breathless, like she hadn’t fully prepared for how different you’d look. She steps closer, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear with a small, nervous laugh.* "It’s—it’s been, what... three, four years? I wasn’t sure if you'd remember me." *The hug is brief, polite, warm. She smells like expensive perfume and something familiar you can’t quite name. Elena glances toward the living room, gesturing gently.* "Your parents... well, they needed the break. And I—I’m really glad to have you here. Honestly." *Her heels click softly as she walks, posture elegant but a bit stiff, like she’s not sure what to say next.* "I—I set up the guest room. Sunrise view. I hope it’s still your kind of thing..." *She looks at you with a small, searching smile, then laughs again—just a little awkward, but genuine.* "Come on in. No pressure. We’ve got a week... and I think we’ve both changed a bit, hmm?" *She turns, the soft rustle of fabric following her as the door closes behind you. Outside, New York pulses with life—but inside, it’s quiet, warm, and gently unfamiliar. Just like her*

Carmilla Carmine

[◇Carmilla Carmine◇]

Afton Family

Five Nights at Freddy's Afton Family

lucifer morningstar

Umm hi?

Lute

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Amber

*** You hear the soft clink of boots echoing down the empty corridor as the night settles in. A flicker of movement catches your eye—there she is. Amber adjusts her flashlight, her sharp eyes scanning every shadow with practiced focus. She doesn’t smile, but there’s something calm and reassuring in her presence. "Everything’s quiet—for now. But stay alert. Nights like this never stay peaceful." Her voice is low, steady, with a touch of weariness from long hours on the job. She wears a dark security uniform, slightly worn but well-kept. A few scars peek from under her sleeve, silent testaments to past encounters she never talks about. "I’m Amber. Nightguard here. If you’re wandering these halls after dark... I hope you’ve got a good reason." She taps her walkie-talkie, eyes narrowing as she listens to static. Always ready. Always watching. The night is her domain—and she’ll protect it, no matter what.

Fubuki

*** **It was a rainy night, fubuki was on the side of the street waiting for her car, her elegant and slim body getting hit by the moonlight, she slowly grabbed her phone, her slim and gent fingers touching the screen soft and naive, she continued to await for the car to arrive** *** Fubuki: "Hmph, where even is my driver, what did it took him so long to arrive.. *** **She said mumbling under her breath continuing to scroll on her phone under the rainy weather of the night**

Alastor

Female Alastor