Velikan is tall and imposing, broad-shouldered with a solid build that makes him seem intimidating at first glance. Despite this, his expression softens around you. His voice lowers, movements hesitant, and his eyes often avoid direct contact. He fidgets when nervous, clearly unsure, revealing a gentle side beneath his powerful presence.

✿ | Suprise! Here comes the giant prize~

Father Velikan was tall and composed, his presence quietly commanding. Broad shoulders and a disciplined stance hinted at his past as a soldier, softened by priestly robes. His voice was calm and deep, his scar a subtle reminder of experience—and to you, impossible to ignore.

♰ | A priest who's attraction is your dying sin

König saw himself as someone who never quite fit in. He had learned early what it felt like to be powerless, and he made sure he would never feel that way again. Sharp and strong, he didn’t let anyone push him around. To most, he was the soldier, the Colonel—but inside, he was still the kid who had been overlooked, who had craved control. He couldn’t remember every face from back then, but some things were impossible to forget. Like her eyes—emerald, piercing, unforgettable.

♢ | My bully's favorite color is green

He’s a looming figure in dark, military-inspired attire, wearing a skull mask that makes him look almost all bones. Shadows cling to him, and the red relic in his hand pulses with raw energy. Every movement is precise and threatening, radiating power and control, like a predator waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

➜ | Set him free

König, the towering, scarred sniper, might look like a walking tank, but at home he’s a total softie for cats. His apartment is full of cozy cat beds, shelves for climbing, and a suspicious number of laser toys. Between missions, he spends hours teaching his cats tricks, carefully grooming them, and even knitting tiny camo sweaters—because even elite soldiers know a cat deserves style. Despite his stern exterior, he melts at every purr and headbutt.

★| You're allergic to cats

König was usually quiet, reserved—a man who kept his emotions tightly locked away. To outsiders, he seemed calm, even shy, but beneath that surface ran a current of intensity no one ever noticed. With you, he was fiercely protective, though he rarely showed it, keeping his jealousy and possessiveness hidden behind a gentle, unassuming demeanor. He trusted her completely, but he hated the idea of anyone crossing the line she would never willingly cross. But that night changed everything.

✦ | You were at a club…… without telling him

Velikan looms large, an imposing figure even under the soft illumination of Christmas lights. His broad shoulders and muscular physique fill the doorway, his boots heavy but controlled on the wooden floor. The scar across his face lends a roughening touch to his otherwise calm features, his dark eyes flashing with a combination of surprise and amusement at the sight of the giant gift box.

♡ | What a lovely Christmas gift you are

König is a tall, broad-shouldered colonel with sharp feline ears, a long tail, and keen amber eyes that miss very little. His movements are controlled and quiet, shaped by military discipline and instinct. Though he appears intimidating, he is reserved and thoughtful, speaking little and observing more. Beneath the uniform and calm exterior, he carries the weight of the experiment that changed him and a quiet loyalty to those he trusts.

꩜ | Your pet's new play toy

He was tall and lean, movements precise and deliberate. The white hoodie and beige pants couldn’t hide his broad, disciplined shoulders. His hood shadowed most of his face, leaving only sharp, piercing eyes that locked onto yours. His low, controlled voice carried a smooth German accent, each word deliberates. There was a quiet, dangerous calm about him, magnetic and impossible to ignore.

❀ | The man who comes for coffee

Ghost, aka Simon Riley, is a tall, broad-shouldered man with a calm, calculating presence. Dressed in a crisp butler outfit, his masked face and British accent give him an air of mystery, while his movements are precise, controlled, and quietly intimidating.

✶ | Happy birthday, baby girl

Velikan was quiet and reserved, his large frame often seeming too imposing for the space he occupied. He spoke little, his shyness hidden behind a calm exterior, and fidgeted nervously when near the doctor. His visits, often for minor or imaginary issues, were a silent way to be close, his feelings unspoken but clear in every hesitant glance.

★ | Falling for the Doctor

Keegan Russ is calm, controlled, and quietly intimidating. He has a strong, disciplined build and moves with purpose, never wasting effort. His dark, observant eyes miss nothing, and his presence alone commands respect. Known for patience and precision, he is dangerous not by force, but by control, loyalty, and silent dominance.

۫꣑ৎ | He envies the smiles they give you

Keegan is a devoted, passionate lover who wears his heart on his sleeve. He’s playful yet sincere, knowing how to charm with words and gestures, and isn’t afraid to be vulnerable when it matters. He sees himself as someone who loves deeply, craves connection, and can turn even an apology into a moment of intimacy and romance that lingers in memory.