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[rewritingtales]

david gandy, bisexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that grimhilde maide? i hear that they're the evil queen from snow white. i hear they’re 42. they seem to be determined & persuasive, but also sadistic & obsessive. their aesthetics include freshly baked apple pies, compact magical mirror, body adorned by expensive jewelry.  

about can be found here!

[talebytale]

jason momoa, pansexual, cismale + he/him → isn’t that maui? i hear that they're maui from moana. i hear they’re immortal, but appears in his mid-forties. they seem to be gregarious & selfless, but also boisterous & insecure. their aesthetics include long hair blowing in the salty sea air, a mischievous smirk, & a chiseled body covered in tattoos.

Basics

Name: Maui

Nicknames: Hero To Man, Hero To Men & Women, Hero To All

Age: Immortal, but looks mid-forties

Gender: CIS Man

Orientation: Pansexual

Species: Demi-God

Occupation: Demigod of the Wind and Sea

Physical

Hair: Black

Eye Color: Brown

Height: 6’4

Notable Features: Hella tattoos that sometimes look like they might move...

Personal

Sexual Preference: Vers

Biography

*clears throat*

I mean, Maui does explain what he's done.

But really, he's still the same big ol' teddy bear despite people potentially being intimidated by the hair and the bod.

[lostboytold]

kj apa, homosexual, male + he/him → isn’t that peter pangborne? i hear that they're peter pan from peter pan. i hear their age is unknown but they look to be 23. they seem to be adventurous & cunning, but also reckless & manipulative. their aesthetics include gold glitter sprinkled on youthful toned arms, a broken compass that's endlessly spinning, the shadows of pure lust and intimacy of various people from a campfire.

BASIC INFO

full name — peter pangborne known as — peter pan age — forever twenty-three (neverland's first immortal) gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns) orientation — homosexual fairy tale connection — peter pan clothing style — forest color palettes, tight pants, high-waisted shorts, sleeveless shirts... leaves

PHYSICAL INFO

face claim — kj apa hair — auburn red / eyes — hazel height — five foot & eight inches build — athletic toned scars — none tattoos — n/a piercings — ears special characteristics — ears are unusually pointy but not quite to the degree of an elf

PERSONALITY

positive traits — daring, clever, vivacious, determined negative traits — impulsive, jealous, selfish, possessive hobbies — flying, dancing, mischief making, singing, flirting

MEDICAL INFO

mental — undiagnosed adhd, forgetfulness physical — active and healthy, neverland magic keeps him eternally youthful phobias — being abandoned, solitude eyesight — 20/20(left eye), 20/20 right eye dominant hand — ambidextrous alcohol use — yes, social drinker diet — anything that can be hunted and gathered in neverland, slight sweet tooth

SPICY INFO

sexual preference — versatile, bottom leaning kinks — romance, public play, exhibitionism, breeding, scents, hair pulling, rough, edging, oral fixations (his own), body worship, praise anti-kinks — gore/scat, blood play, infantilization, feminization

BACKGROUND

birthplace — london, england parents — unknown mother (deceased) & unknown father (deceased) siblings — none notable skills — adept audio mimicry, shadow teleportation, flyer (through pixie dust), exceptional gymnastic skills

BIO

Once a normal boy who grew up in the streets of London, England during the early Victorian era — Peter Pan took it upon himself to remain eternally youthful and escape the responsibilities of adulthood. He never excelled too well in academics at school, and was therefore destined for a life in the factories like his father. One night after turning to the ripe age of eighteen, Peter wished to runaway and be taken somewhere he would never have to grow up.

From the darkness, his shadow animated into a sentient being with a mind of its own. The dark figure beckoned Peter to follow it and led him to an alley where another peculiar tiny creature with dragonfly wings greeted them. A healthy sprinkle of pixie dust later, and Peter gained the ability to fly. Feet magically lifting off the ground, Peter soared high in the sky and away from the house he once called home. The trio of now best friends continued flying through the night and across the vast sea until they saw an island in the distance.

There, Peter remained for months. With his shadow and pixie companion's help, he not only survived — but thrived in the island. Still, he couldn't help but feel lonely and miss his parents. Not only that, he craved friends to hangout and forge strong bonds with. So, he left Neverland in what felt like an eternity to find those willing to be a part of his adventures. He'd travel back to London and frequent locale universities to invite young men who also want an escape to join him. Peter didn't discriminate, either. He happily welcomed older and more mature chaps in need of a good time away from the obligations of daily life.

Eventually, Peter assembled a solid retinue of men of different ages to be his 'lost boys'. Together, they reveled in the freedom and much needed respite provided in abundance by the island. So long as they stayed within the borders of Neverland, none of them aged a bit. It was an eternal adventure of flirting with mermaids, fighting pirates, and finding magical treasures.

Over the years, some of his lost boys began to yearn for home. They missed their old lives and families, which Peter often had a hard time understanding. Nevertheless, he didn't forbid them from leaving and frequently had to depart from the island to find a replacement. This carried on for decades. Sometimes, Peter is away for months in search for the perfect candidate or distracted trying to recruit a particular man into joining his motley crew. Alas, Peter's immortality is suppressed whenever he's in the outside world. This prolonged absence from Neverland caused him to age until he was in his early twenties.

Now with easier access to so many more New Worlds both magical and mundane thanks to Jack's enchanted beans, Peter is more determined than ever to bring together the perfect group of lost boys.

HEADCANONS

after spending years in and out of neverland, peter is approximately twenty-three years old. biologically speaking however, he's over a hundred in terms of age.

peter definitely fears someday being completely alone in neverland, without even his shadow or tinkerbell to turn to.

with his love for flying, peter has developed an addiction to pixie dust to the point he has the substance stored in bottles. he refuses to touch the ground unless in bed. more often than not, he can be seen levitating or floating casually.

through his shadow teleportation magic, peter has visited numerous amounts of realms. he's recruited lost boys from the likes of oz, wonderland, and much more.

[theshadowdealer]

i hear that they're dr. facilier from the princess and the frog. i hear they’re 32. they seem to be polite & charming, but also deceptive & selfish. their aesthetics include surrounding shadows that seem to move and shift in your peripheral vision, a deck of warn tarot cards clipped to his waist, and purple tainted irises that can be as mesmerizing as they can be comforting.

── DEMOGRAPHICS

full name: vincent facilier

name meaning: conquerer, victorious

gender: cisman

pronouns: he/they

age: thirty two

birthday: january 7th

place of birth: new orleans, lousiana

── APPEARANCE

fc: lucien laviscount

height: 6'2

weight: 201

eyes: purple

hair: low cut caesar with the deep waves

body type: mesomorph, hairy pecs, big arms

mods: lobes pierced, no tattoos

scent: earthy, faintly of incense

── PERSONALITY

temperament: choleric

element alignment: fire

big 3: cap sun, sag moon, gemini rising

charismatic, polite, charming

machiavellian, deceptive, selfish

── NSFW

position: verse top

dick: 9in, heavy, darker than he is

── BACKSTORY

tba.

PENNED BY JER.

[onceuponers]

isn’t that carmine rosso? i hear that they're the the red king from alice in wonderland. i hear they’re 35. they seem to be resolute, rational & dutiful, but also possessive, dogmatic & spiteful. their aesthetics include hearts on hearts, golden crowns, and every shade of red.

basics

full name carmine rosso age thirty-five gender cis man (he/him/his) orientation biromantic bisexual species human occupation king of the reds powers anger inducement via his scepter

physical

hair black eyes brown height six foot two build broad-shouldered, muscular physical marks none face claim alvise rigo

mental

alignment lawful evil positive traits resolute, rational & dutiful negative traits possessive, dogmatic & spiteful hobbies playing chess, strategizing, working out (dem muscles) phobias atelophobia (fear of imperfection) sexual preference top; dominant

personal

birthplace regno rosso, wonderland parents deceased father, deceased mother spouse the red queen siblings the white king enemies stannislaw kingsleigh (alice)

biography

tba

[talesofwxnder]

tommy martinez, demisexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that jasper chesterfield? i hear that they're the cheshire cat from alice in wonderland i hear they’re 28. they seem to be outgoing & intelligent, but also stubborn & sarcastic. their aesthetics include mocking laughter in empty hallways, smiles fading into darkness, thunderstorms and cozy blankets.

Basics

Name: Jasper Chesterfield

Nickmes: Jase

Age: 28

Gender: CIS Man

Orientation: demisexual

Occupation: Resident mischief maker

Physical

Hair: Brown

Eye Color: Brown

Height: 6'

Notable Features: Curly hair, easy smirk

Personal

Sexual Preference: Versatile

Bio

coming soon!

[rewritale]

sam heughan, bisexual, trans male + he/him → isn’t that ivor mac fergus of dunbroch? i hear that they're merida from brave. i hear they’re 44. they seem to be audacious & passionate, but also juvenile & restless. their aesthetics include notching an arrow to make an impossible shot, a dirty traveling cloak and worn boots & riding horseback under the starry night sky.

BASIC

FULL NAME: Ivor mac Fergus of DunBroch NICKNAME(S): N/A AGE: 44 BIRTHDAY: December 2nd SPECIES: Human TALE: Brave ETHNICITY: White (Scottish) OCCUPATION: Adventurer / Prince of DunBroch GENDER & PRONOUNS: Transmale & he/him ORIENTATION: Bisexual

APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Sam Heughan HEIGHT: 6’3’’ WEIGHT: 185 lbs HAIR COLOR: Red / Dirty Blonde EYE COLOR: Blue DOMINANT HAND: Ambidextrous SCARS: Callused hands and fingers; many battle scars including the one from being clawed by a bear; a thin, linear scar on his left cheek from an archery accident TATTOOS: The Clan DunBroch symbol (a sword with four circles) on his left chest; three entwined bears tattoo on his right shoulder PIERCINGS: N/A

RELATIONSHIPS

FATHER: King Fergus MOTHER: Queen Elinor SIBLINGS: Prince Harris, Hubert & Hamish (younger brothers) SPOUSE: N/A CHILDREN: N/A FAMILY: N/A

PERSONALITY

MBTI: ESFP ENNEAGRAM: Type 1w2 MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good ELEMENT: Fire SIN: Wrath, Pride VIRTUE: Diligence, Kindness QUALITIES:  Audacious, Passionate, Righteous FLAWS: Headstrong, Juvenile, Restless FEAR(S): Making the wrong choice, being wrong, being corrupted and becoming evil INSPIRATION: Merida (Brave), Aloy (Horizon Series), Robin Hood (English folklore), Edgin Darvis (Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves), Green Arrow / Oliver Queen (DC Comics), Korra (Avatar: The Legend of Korra), Trevor Belmont (Castlevania (2017 TV series))

BIOGRAPHY

Ivor, the firstborn descendant of King Fergus, was named Merida at birth. As the princess of DunBroch, his destiny was decided for him even before he was born. He was betrothed to some boy he had never met before to strengthen the alliance between the clans. But he never wanted to be a princess, to be like his mother married to some king. He wanted to be… well, himself. He always felt wrong inside his own body except when he was out in the woods. Exploring, hunting, practicing archery instead of lessons after lessons about how to be a lady. He didn’t want to be a lady. If he had a choice, he wanted to be like his father, a mighty warrior who fought the demon bear Mor’du, the Bear King who protected his people.

Though his parents wanted him to get married as soon as he reached adulthood, Merida fought tooth and claw, competing for his own hand in marriage during Highland games, running away from home or going into hiding. At least when the triplets were born, the wee devils bought him some time by stirring up so much trouble at the castle and took some heat off of him. His parents never gave up, however, especially his mother. After one particularly terrible argument, he ran away into the woods again. Except this time, his fate manifested in the form of wisps and guided him to an old witch. The princess struck a deal with the witch, asking for a spell to change his fate. The witch gave him a cup of magical tea and a blueberry cake; the tea to turn him into a prince, and the cake to help him convince his mother if being a prince doesn’t work. Both spells worked like a charm. Merida was transformed into a prince, and the magic brought him and his mother closer. Eventually, at least, after shenanigans involving his mother turning into a bear and trying to undo that spell, his baby brothers accidentally eating the cake and becoming werebears from its side effect, trying to stop King Fergus from killing the queen… and all that.

That was only the beginning of the story, a prologue if you will. Merida, now going by as Ivor, felt responsible for what happened to his brothers. So the prince left the kingdom with the triplets to help them learn how to control their inner beasts. Once his brothers were old enough, he ventured out into the world traveling far and wide hoping to find a way to perhaps revert the spell on his brothers. A hero at heart, he was often stopped by those in need of helping hands, saving people, fighting off invaders and slaying monsters. But Ivor never stayed in one place for too long, always eager to move on and find a new place to explore.

But destiny called him back home again. Mor’du was wreaking havoc in DunBroch and the princes were summoned to help the kingdom deal with the Demon Bear once and for all. Ivor and his werebear brothers fought fiercely against Mor’du at a fated stone circle, and at the end of the battle, one of the stones fell on the Demon Bear. To everyone’s surprise, from underneath a man emerged. Crínán Na Tuaighe, the cursed prince of the lost kingdom. But at any rate, the terrifying reign of Mor’du was over and Ivor was happy to leave with his brothers again…

Except now that he is in his forties, his parents expect him to settle down and succeed the throne. To find a spouse, start a family and rule DunBroch. Though Ivor doesn’t want to, he is mature enough to understand his parents and reluctantly agree to consider settling down. Especially now that the portals opened between different realms, the new adventures are calling to him but he can’t go gallivanting like he used to.

POWER

Ivor is a master sharpshooter, a skilled warrior and seasoned adventurer. Though he does not possess any supernatural strength or (meaningful) magical abilities, his years of experience and training honed his combat skills to a superhuman level.

While he can wield most weapons with ease, bows and arrows are always his first choice of weapon. As an exceptional archer, he can take a shot while running and jumping, on horseback or even hanging upside down.

His aim with bows is impeccable which stems from his ability to predict the movement of the targets and the environment around him in a split second. He can measure the distance between one point to another accurately just by glancing, and calculate the speed of the moving target and how long it will take to reach a certain point.

His sense of sight and ability to process visual input are heightened and he can see anything from a great distance away with amazing clarity and details. Even when his sight is limited, he can sense threats or targets without needing to see them.

When in melee, Ivor prefers shortswords, short spears or daggers, and he is also skilled in hand-to-hand combat.

He is a veteran horseback rider, and is experienced with fighting on horseback.

While Ivor has no obvious magical gift, he is sensitive to the presence of spirits and possesses an uncanny insight as if he sees into people’s souls.

Wisps and other minor spirits are drawn to him, and sometimes guide him. He can communicate with them, gathering information or finding paths with their help.

His intuition is incredibly sharp and he often gets a read on people instinctively. This helps him in combat as well, allowing him to predict their movements more accurately.

He has an impeccable sense of direction and often finds his way to the destination without knowing how.

HEADCANON

“Mac Fergus” simply means “the son of Fergus” and his clan name is closer to his surname. So his name would be Ivor DunBroch.

Thanks to the magic potion he drank, his body has male genitalia.

His brothers were born when he was in his early 20s, and since he raised them after their departure from the kingdom, he sometimes acts more like a father to them than an older brother.

Ivor was taught how to play musical instruments and how to weave as a child, and studied literature and singing. Not that he is any good at those. But he enjoys weaving and knitting, since it is more tactile and useful.

Although he was taught the proper manners and etiquettes befit a prince, Ivor acts casual and informal enough that not many would assume he is a prince.

Ivor has no romantic bone in his body and he is often called dense and can’t pick up flirting. He is more interested in archery and horseback riding than sexual encounters.

A terrible cook. Thankfully Ivor is not a picky eater and he will eat anything.

[oceanhrted]

                                –––– 🌺 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 🌺 ––––                                 pinterest ⦙ threads ⦙ answers ⦙ vanity

isn’t that moana waialiki? i hear that they're moana from moana. i hear they’re twenty-five. they seem to be fearless & strong-willed, but also stubborn & clumsy. their aesthetics include the delicious smell of an ocean breeze, the crash of small waves as it hits the beach, the vibrance of a beautiful pink plumeria.

                                                        ○ ′ 🌺  loved  by teddy

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  moana waialiki 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  mo ( called by some people but prefers moana ), princess ( maui likes to remind him ) 𝐃𝐎𝐁  november 18th 𝐀𝐆𝐄  twenty - five 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂  scorpio 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  demi - male 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒  he/they 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  homosexual, homoromantic  𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 motunui 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒  english, spanish, native motunui 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  wavefinder and chief of motunui

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𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  tui waialiki 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  sina waialiki 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  simea waialiki, younger sister

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𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌  alex aiono 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑  black 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  brown eyes 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  5′7″ 𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃 athletic muscular 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  none 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒  left hand of the mountain peaks and stars above motufetu 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄  surfer wear, usually shirtless for the beach life, summer vibes

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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘  protagonist ( enfj ) 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  fearless, strong-willed, reliable, passionate, receptive 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  stubborn, clumsy, overly empathetic, overly idealistic, selfish 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  swimming, surfing, cooking, storytelling, dancing, adventures. 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  mangos

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𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 versatile-bottom 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 8 " ( 20.32 cm ) 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 pec/nipple worship, breeding ( receive ), beach sex, shower/bath, light feminization ( being called princess ), vanilla/vanilla sex, cuddling, love/romance, kissing, oral 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 feet, hard bdsm, pain, scat, vore, gore, puppy play, chastity devices, race play, collars, hard degradation ( using the word faggot ), hard feminization, and anything gross really.

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biography tbd - but everything in moana is followed, with some bits of moana 2. but due to how it's a new the movie, moana here will be focused on most things from the first movie.

[sosangthehollowx]

dev patel, pansexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that parin joshi? i hear that they're the pied piper from the pied piper. i hear they’re 34. they seem to be adventurous & entertaining, but also mischievous & naïve. their aesthetics include a joker card, a piece of worn out sheet music, and a rainbow amongst a storm.

BASICS 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Parin Joshi 𝐀𝐊𝐀: Pari 𝐀𝐆𝐄: 34 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘: April 23rd 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 & 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: cis male & he/him 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Pansexual PHYSICAL APPEARANCE 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑: Black 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒: Brown 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 6’2” 𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃: Tall & Fit 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒: His knees are all scarred up from tripping over his own two feet too many times 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒: None 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: He has his lobes pierced and will rotate through some type of earring on one ear depending on how he feels 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌: Dev Patel PERSONALITY 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓: Chaotic Good 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓: Sanguine 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈: ESFJ 𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌: 4 - The Individualist 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒: Adventurous, Fun, Entertaining 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒: Naive, mischievous, chatty 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒: Playing music and performing and gossiping

QUICKIE FACTS

Parin has been playing music since he was a young child. His mother was a very talented musician, and he had picked up that skill as well. His whole life, his family didn't quite believe in 'settling down'. They were always on the move and adventuring through the lands.

As he continued to grow and play his music, he come to learn that through his song and dance, he had the ability to entrance those who listen to his song if he chose to do so. It wasn't something he found all that useful unless his family was needing some money, but it was always something he had kept in his back pocket, so to say.

His parents unfortunately had died young due to an illness. It wasn't until quite some time later, Parin had learned that it was the plague of all things that had taken their lives.

Whilst visiting one of the kingdoms, there was word that a hoard of rats had come to plague the everyone. Knowing how truly heinous that disease was, Parin rallied to the people of the town to let him help and he could save them all. At first, most people thought he was out of his mind for Parin was just a simple bard. However, a few did decide to hear him out and allowed Parin to try to assist.

Parin used his magic to lure and entrance the hoard of rats in the town. A few other townsmen followed him out to a nearby forest and killed the rats that carried the disease, thus eradicating it from the kingdom.

He was revered as a hero to everyone there, which was never quite the name of his game, but he wouldn't complain about it. Word of his song carried throughout the land and Parin was now viewed as one of the most favored bards around.

HEADCANONS

He loves to play music, obviously, and can almost every instrument. However, he does prefer the pipe and lute.

Parin does have a small home of his own by the ranch, however, he doesn't stay there very often. Staying put in one place for too long makes him anxious.

He is absolutely terrified of spiders.

THE SEXY STUFF

Kinks: Teasing, exhibitionism, dirty talk, strip tease, begging, breath control

Anti-Kinks: Anything bathroom related, extreme humiliation (he's alright with some), puppy/pony play

Position: Versatile but usually leans towards bottoming if given the chance.

[tellstales]

BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: Hewi Fyllan

Nickname(s): Strawhead, Scarecrow

Age: 43

Home Realm: Oz

Gender: Masculine Non-binary

Pronouns: They/He

Orientation: Demiromantic Androsexual

Occupation: None

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Hair Colour: Brunette

Eye Colour: Blue

Height: 6’

Weight: 184 lbs

Build: Muscular

Tattoos: None, but he’s covered in scars from head to toe.

Piercings: None

Clothing Style: Casual, comfortable

Usual Expression: Jovial

Distinguishing Characteristics: A multitude of scars, blue eyes, crooked smile

HEALTH

Physical Ailments: Unable to feel physical pain, unrefined motor skills

Neurological Conditions: CIP

Allergies: None

Sleeping Habits: Deals with intermittent insomnia

Eating Habits: Doesn’t have much of an appetite but eats once or twice a day, when he remembers.

Exercise Habits: Tries not to do anything excessive.

Emotional Stability: 10/10

Sociability: He much prefers social situations over being alone.

Body Temperature: Hot-natured.

Addictions: None

Drug Use: Doesn’t affect him

Alcohol Use: Doesn’t affect him

PERSONALITY

Label: The Walking Disaster

Positive Traits: Loyal, self-aware, courageous, wise, magnanimous, understanding

Negative Traits: Clumsy, naive, credulous, easily lead, scatterbrained, oblivious

Goals/Desires: He wants everyone to be safe and happy.

Fears: Fire, something bad happening to his friends

Hobbies: Dancing, gardening

FAVOURITES

Weather: Sunny

Color: Red

Sport: Croquet

Beverage: The Last Bushel - This cider is made from the last apples collected from each field at harvest season. Once the cider is fermented, a token amount is poured on the oldest tree in the field in thanks for a good harvest.

Food: Croissants

Animal: Dogs

FAMILY

Father: Unknown

Mother: Unknown

Sibling(s): Unknown

Pet(s): None

Financial Status: Unknown

EXTRA

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

MBTI: ESFP

Enneagram: Type Nine: The Peacemaker

Temperament: Sanguine

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Primary Vice: Lust

Primary Virtue: Kindness

Element: Water

INTIMATE DETAILS

Position: Versatile

Role: Submissive

Size: 9.5”

Uncut: Yes

Cum: Excessive

Kinks: Affection, Kissing, Frottage, Mutual Masturbation, Edging, Intercrural Sex, Outercourse, Romance

Anti-Kinks: Scat, Pain, Degradation, Humiliation, Temperature Play

[kingdomruined]

crínán. • physical. • about. • isms. • aesthetics. • connections.

aaron taylor johnson, gay, male + he/him → isn’t that crínán na tuaighe? i hear that they're (prince) mor'du from brave. i hear they’re 35 (unsure how old bc he didn't age while being an evil bear). they seem to be strong & proud, but also greedy & jealous. their aesthetics include starry nights outside, arrows and bolts deeply lodged inside festering flesh, shoulders drooped with the heavy weight of guilt weighing them down.

BASIC INFO

full name — Crínán Na Tuaighe also known as — mor'du, prince age — thirty-five (his soul is much, much older) gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns) orientation — homosexual fairy tale connection — brave clothing style — furs and leathers

PHYSICAL INFO

face claim — Aaron Taylor Johnson hair — brown / eyes — blue  height — five foot & ten inches build — broad af T. scars — one scar over his right eye, scarred tissue across his upper back from arrows, bolts and fire over the centuries he spent as a bear tattoos — n/a piercings — n/a special characteristics — old-fashioned, quiet, doesn't turn his back to people

PERSONALITY

positive traits — strong, determined, proud negative traits — greedy, jealous, egoistical, careless hobbies — other than trying to find redemption, he.. doesn't know

MEDICAL INFO

mental — healthy physical — healthy, though the vision on his left eye is not good phobias — witches eyesight — 6/20 (left eye), 18/20 right eye dominant hand — right hand alcohol use — yes diet — mostly meat, but he doesn't care

SPICY INFO

sexual preference — bottom (probably) kinks — breeding, scents, hair pulling, rough, edging, collars + leashes, restraints anti-kinks — gore/scat, blood play

BACKGROUND

birthplace — in a kingdom in the highlands parents — king duncan (deceased) siblings — 3 brothers (deceased) notable skills — bear shapeshifter

BIO

in  the  rugged  and  mist-shrouded  highlands,  where  ancient  stones  spoke  of  long-forgotten  tales,  there  lived  a  king  who  ruled  a  great  and  prosperous  kingdom.  this  king,  wise  and  just,  had  four  sons,  each  fierce  and  proud  in  their  (  and  his  )  own  way.  as  the  king  grew  old  and  felt  the  weight  of  his  years,  he  knew  that  the  time  had  come  to  pass  on  his  crown.  to  keep  his  lands  united  and  his  people  strong,  he  decided  to  divide  the  kingdom  among  his  four  sons,  sharing  the  power  equally.

but  his  eldest  son,  crínán,  the  strongest  and  most  ambitious  of  them  all  -  a  warrior  unmatched  in  strength,  and  in  his  heart,  the  seeds  of  pride  and  greed  had  already  taken  root.  he  refused  to  share  his  crown.  he  wanted  the  kingdom  for  himself,  believing  he  alone  deserved  to  rule.  when  his  father  passed  away,  crínán  defied  his  brothers,  shattering  the  unity  his  father  had  hoped  to  preserve.  the  brothers,  unwilling  to  bow  to  his  tyranny,  rose  against  him,  and  soon  the  once-peaceful  kingdom  was  torn  apart  by  a  brutal  war.

the  battles  raged,  and  crínán's  rage  and  lust  for  power  grew  ever  fiercer.  desperate  to  claim  victory,  he  sought  out  a  dark  witch  deep  within  the  ancient  forest  of  the  highlands.  she  was  a  mysterious  figure,  a  woman  of  shadow  and  power,  known  for  her  wicked  sorcery.  with  cold  eyes  that  saw  through  to  his  hungry  soul,  she  listened  to  his  demands.  crínán  wanted  strength  beyond  that  of  any  mortal—strength  that  would  allow  him  to  crush  his  brothers  and  take  the  kingdom  by  force.

the  witch,  seeing  the  darkness  within  him,  agreed  to  his  request,  but  she  warned  him  that  this  gift  would  come  with  a  price.  but  the  kind,  blinded  by  ambition,  ignored  her  words  and  accepted  the  deal.  she  handed  him  a  potion,  a  brew  thick  and  black  as  night,  and  as  he  drank  it,  a  terrible  change  came  over  him.

his  body  twisted  and  stretched,  his  bones  grew  and  snapped,  his  hands  became  paws  with  claws  sharp  as  daggers,  and  his  face  turned  into  a  monstrous  snout.  he  roared  in  agony  and  fury,  but  the  spell  had  worked  -  granting  him  the  strength  he  desired  —  he  had  become  a  gigantic,  ferocious  bear,  towering  over  any  man,  but  he  had  also  lost  his  humanity.  consumed  by  his  thirst  for  power,  he  had  become  a  beast,  cursed  to  walk  the  earth  in  monstrous  form,  unless  he  mended  the  broken  bond  with  his  brothers.

with  the  strength  of  ten  men  or  more,  the  bear  wreaked  havoc  across  the  land,  his  brothers  were  no  match  for  his  might  and  one  by  one  -  he  crushed  them,  leaving  the  kingdom  broken  and  bleeding,  sinking  into  darkness.  the  years  turned  into  centuries,  and  the  legend  of  Mor'du—  the  king  who  had  become  a  black  bear—  grew  into  a  tale  told  to  frighten  children  and  grown  men  alike.  he  became  a  shadow  in  the  woods,  a  creature  spoken  of  only  in  whispers.  some  said  his  eyes  still  held  the  rage  of  the  man  he  had  once  been,  burning  with  the  regret  of  his  choice.

generations  later,  in  the  kingdom  of  dunbroch,  a  new  story  was  unfolding.  a  headstrong  prince  named  ivor  -  with  fiery  red  hair  and  a  spirit  to  match,  had  set  out  to  change  her  fate.  in  his  struggle  to  save  his  family  and  his  kingdom,  ivor  encountered  the  same  witch  who  had  once  cursed  mor'du.

he  learned  the  story  of  mor'du—the  tale  of  the  prince  whose  pride  had  destroyed  him  and  everything  he  owned  and  loved.  but  ivor  made  the  same  mistake  he  did  and  had  to  pay  the  price.  to  fix  his  mistakes,  he's  led  by  wisps  to  the  castle  that  once  belonged  to  the  man  only  known  from  legends  anymore.  he  found  him,  his  rage  unbroken  and  his  fury  endless. 

he  escaped his mighty claws,  but  when  they  met  again half a lifetime later -- ivor no longer the young fearless prince he met once upon a time ,  mor'du  would  not  give  up  that  easily.  this  time  they  fought  in  a  stone  circle  -  the  one  mor'du  performed  his  spell  in  and  exchanged  his  humanity  for  power  and  greed,  his  soul  bound  to  the  stones  forever.  together  with  his  brothers,  they  took  the  great  black  bear  down,  squashed  under  one  of  the  stones  -  the  very  stones  that  held  onto  his  humanity  for  centuries.  a  change  in  the  air  shook  the  earth  and  a  bright  glow  eradicated  off  the  fallen  giant,  but  when  it  subsided  they  would  no  longer  find  a  bear  slain  underneath.  instead,  they  found  a  man  -  drenched  in  bright  blue  light  -  just  like  the  wisps. 

he  ..was  alive. 

his  heart  drowned  in  sorrow  and  regret,  his  eyes  glazed  over  and  empty,  though  at  the  same  time…  gratitude. 

the  curse  was  lifted  ...it  seemed  and  after  centuries  of  hopeless  wandering,  the  prince  was  human  once  more, even if lost in a time and world that was not his own.  or  so  they  thought.  the  bond  with  his  brothers  could  never  be  mended,  so  regardless  of  his  very  soul  being  back  where  it  belonged,  every  full  moon,  mor'du  would  return  and  wreak  havoc  upon  everybody  in  his  path. 

maybe  one  day  he  could  earn  their  forgiveness,  in  life…  or  in  death.

[rewritingtales]

thomas doherty, bisexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that dru tremaine? i hear that they're drizella tremaine/wicked step sister #1 from cinderella. i hear they’re 27. they seem to be determined & creative, but also snarky & rude. their aesthetics include glammed out makeup looks with statement colors, large cashmere sweaters that engulf his body, having a burn book full of insults for people he hates.

about here!

[talebytale]

can yaman, pansexual, cismale + he/him → isn’t that adam mataraci? i hear that they're the beast from beauty and the beast. i hear they’re 34. they seem to be kind-hearted & protective, but also temperamental & distrusting. their aesthetics include a rose hidden underneath a glass case, pronounced canine teeth even in human form, and a threat of a growl rumbling in a chest.

Basics

Name: Adam Mataraci

Nicknames: Beast, Your Majesty

Age: 34

Gender: CIS Man

Orientation: Pansexual

Species: Were-Bear

Occupation: Prince

Physical

Hair: Dark Brown

Eye Color: Brown

Height: 6'6

Notable Features: He big

Personal

Sexual Preference: Dominant, Top

Biography

Truth be told, Adam could tell you that the day that that witch came into his castle and cast a curse on him, they had truly turned his life around. Before his curse, he had been cruel and someone that only cared about the beauty in the world, taking advantage of those that he dubbed himself better than and he was just, generally, not that great of a guy. After the curse, though, once he had locked himself away in his castle and only had his castle staff - whom had also been cursed because of him - that he began to realize how much of a monster he had been. Slowly he began to treat the staff of his castle better, knowing that they were like this because of him, and soon he began to show the soft heart he had hidden underneath his gruff exterior.

And then they showed up. First it had been the old man, the one that had stumbled upon his castle after his horse had been spooked away by the wolves in the nearby forest and then it had been him. The beauty that took his breath away. The beauty that he found himself trying to scare away, for he knew that he could not deserve such a precious rose after the atrocious things he had committed in his youth, and so he had tried - he had tried hard to keep the beauty at arms length. But the heart wants what the heart wants and over time, he began to fall for him. He knew he didn't deserve him, though, that he wasn't worthy of love - especially the way that he looked with the curse inflicted upon him - so he had to let him go to save his father.

It was his nearly dying that had broken the curse, hearing the words coming from the beauty helping to break the curse that had been put alongside him, and he was once again in his human form. Only this time, his human form was a little more... more than it had been when he had been human because he wasn't just human anymore. No, now he was able to turn into a bear at will, and with the strength of the beast within his veins, his own build was more muscular than it once had been.

But he wasn't the human he had once been. No longer was he cruel and judgmental, but someone that wasn't afraid to be kind to anyone - that he knew kindness went a long way. Of course, there was still a part of him that was distrusting of others, being careful of what their true intent might be, but at the end of the day, Adam had been changed for the better.

[wulfdreaded]

zeke. • physical. • about. • isms. • aesthetics. • connections.

pedro pascal, gay, male + he/him → isn’t that ezekiel "zeke" lopez? i hear that they're the big bad wolf from little red riding hood / three little pigs etc. i hear they’re 48 (112). they seem to be clever & resourceful, but also hostile & grumpy. their aesthetics include sharp claws and fangs, furrowed brows and low growls in the night, the earthy scent of freshly cut wood/trees.

BASIC INFO

full name — Ezekiel "Zeke" Lopez also known as — big bad wolf age — forty-eight (112) gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns) orientation — homosexual fairy tale connection — boy who cried wolf, little red riding hood, three little pigs & more  clothing style — casual + comfy

PHYSICAL INFO

face claim — Pedro Pascal hair — brown curls / eyes — brown puppy eyes height — five foot & eleven inches build — kinda like a T, broad shoulders, semi-muscled torso (with a small tummy showing after he ate), slutty waist (it be thin ok), everything else is yum scars — across the bridge of his nose, cut underneath his left eye that drags onto his cheek, many many small ones littered across his body tattoos — n/a piercings — ears special characteristics — withdrawn and quiet, very organized and grumpy; always looks a little disheveled/wild, will sometimes have fluffy ears or a tail.

PERSONALITY

positive traits — protective, determined, clever, resourceful negative traits — short-tempered, hostile, stubborn, callous, grumpy hobbies — plotting/planning, hunting, eating, spending time in the forest, building (woodwork)

MEDICAL INFO

mental — mostly healthy physical — healthy phobias — claustrophobia, pisantrophia eyesight — 18/20 dominant hand — left hand alcohol use — no !! diet — healthy, balanced. always makes his own food so he knows what’s in it.

SPICY INFO

sexual preference — bottom kinks — breeding, praise, scents (general, but also pits + crotch), hair pulling, play with his ears + tail if they're out uwu, nipple play, worship him (listen he's pretty he deserves to know that), skin contact, marking, lil food play, choking, cockwarming, verbal feminization, collars, watersports, probably more. anti-kinks — breath play (he doesn't trust anybody), gore/scat, blindfolds (yeah… no trust)

BACKGROUND

birthplace — the forest parents — n/a (he doesn't remember them) siblings — none notable skills — he doesn't show it unless he's hunting, can shapeshift at will, great sense of smell

BIO

when  a  werewolf  &  an  actual  wolf  love  each  other  very  much...

that  could  only  go  wrong  &  everybody  with  common  sense  would  get  that,  but  not  the  parents  of  the  forest's  famous  little  wolf  boy.

once  upon  a  time  the  wolf  boy's  father  was  someone  important,  someone  the  people  knew,  so  his  condition;  if  self-afflicted  or  not,  had  been  kept  secret,  as  had  been  his  tryst  with  a  wolf  living  in  the  forest.  it  was  easy  enough  turning  away  from  a  wild  animal  once  his  mistakes  caught  up  to  him,  the  wolf  mother  couldn't  exactly  march  into  the  village  &  demand  to  see  the  father  of  her  unborn  pup.

how  the  werewolf  became  one  in  the  first  place?  nobody  knew.  nobody  had  ever  spoken  of  it.  maybe  it'd  been  the  wolf  itself  who  cursed  her  lover  so  he'd  come  back  to  her  -  even  if  only  during  the  full  moons.  some  say  she  missed  her  love  so  much  she  cried  at  the  moon  every  night  until  the  goddess  shed  a  tear  &  gifted  her  the  ability  to  turn  the  man  into  something  almost  like  herself  so  they  could  be  forever  together.

the  truth  would  forever  remain  a  mystery,  but  one  thing  was  clear  -  the  little  wolf  boy  was  not  the  first  &  yet  he  was,  because  none  of  his  older  siblings  survived.

the  big  bad  wolf  hadn't  always  been  big.  he  was  born  fragile  just  like  everybody  else:  deaf,  blind  &  helpless.  a  pup.  in  fact  he  didn't  shift  into  a  human  until  he  was  about  two  or  three  years  old,  at  which  point  he  was  stuck  human  in  a  world  that  knew  no  mercy  on  anybody  living  in  it.  his  mother  had  left  him  regularly,  always  trying  to  reunite  with  her  lover,  but  to  no  avail.  eventually  she  stopped  trying,  but  her  son's  appearance  ..  posed  a  problem.  not  only  did  he  remind  her  of  his  father,  but  he  was  also  a  burden.  slower.  weaker.  freezing  in  the  cold  without  his  furcoat.  she  dragged  him  along  as  long  as  she  could,  but  her  disappointment  was  obvious.

he'd  been  born  the  image  of  his  father  -  so  he  wasn't  all  wolf.  not  like  her.  full  moons  would  turn  him  back  momentarily,  but  for  some  reason  the  human  fragment  in  his  dna  kept  turning  him  back  human  eventually.  by  the  time  he  was  four,  she  didn't  come  home  anymore  -  their  cave  cold  &  dark  without  her.  in  wolf  years,  the  little  wolf  was  old  enough  to  take  care  of  himself.  in  human  years,  though  ..  not  so  much,  but  he  wasn't  human  despite  his  appearance,  was  he?  he  was  a  wild  spirit,  hands  &  feet  dirty  with  claws  &  fangs  part  of  his  natural  appearance  at  that  point,  ensuring  his  survival.  he'd  been  taught  how  to  hunt  -  human  or  otherwise,  knew  how  to  make  it  through  the  winters  almost  like  it  was  instinct.

the  boy  would  never  find  out  what  truly  happened,  but  his  mother  went  back  into  the  village  to  find  her  love  &  got  shot  by  a  hunter.  at  the  age  of  ....  ten,  or  something,  humans  found  the  youngling  in  the  forest  &  dragged  him  back  to  their  village  &  dropped  him  into  the  local  orphanage.  the  only  word  he  knew  at  the  time.  ezekiel.  his  name.  given  he  was  a  goddess'  gift  to  his  mother.  word  about  the  wild  boy  traveled  quick  &  he  was  chased  out  of  town  soon  enough,  a  monster  to  to  be  banished  quickly  before  he  could  wreak  havoc  in  the  village.  at  ten  years  old.

the  forest  was  his  home  anyway.

as  he  grew  older,  he  learned  to  control  the  shift  -  bit  by  bit,  piece  by  piece  until  he  was  in  full  control  of  himself,  though  he  only  ever  truly  posed  as  an  ordinary  human  when  he  had  no  other  choice,  which...  didn't  happen  often.  he  learned  to  embrace  the  best  of  both  sides.  he  was  just  as  quick  &  lethal  in  his  human  form  as  he  was  as  a  wolf  &  far  less  prone  to  being  mistaken  for  an  ordinary  beast.  he  was  hated  by  both  sides  alike;  animals  feared  him  because  he  was  a  predator  &  because  he  was  human,  humans  feared  him  because  he  was  a  wild  beast  with  sharp  fangs  &  claws  he  didn't  bother  hiding  anymore.

so  he  embraced  the  beast  within  him.

he  learned,  he  hunted,  he  failed  &  tried  again.  not  all  of  his  tales  would  be  successes,  but  many  of  them  were.  or  would  be  eventually.  no,  he  did  not  want  to  talk  about  the  three  little  pigs.  really.  sheep  were  pretty  tasty,  though.  he'd  been  hunted  by  many  over  the  years,  killed  by  none.  yet.  by  now  everybody  knew  the  forest  was  his  territory  &  overstepping  resulted  in  death.  angering  him  ..resulted  in  death.  smelling  too  good  when  he  was  nearby....  well.  he  was  but  a  beast;  a  villain  in  their  story  &  he  saw  no  reason  to  change  himself  for  the  sake  of  those  who  exiled  him  when  he  needed  them  the  most.

they  made  the  big  bad  wolf  they  all  feared.

truth  be  told,  zeke  never  meant  to  turn  anybody  -  not  because  he  didn't  want  to  damn  another  soul  to  live  the  way  he  did.  he  couldn't  care  less.  but  because  he  didn't  like  competition.  he  also  saw  no  reason  to;  loneliness  his  ever  loyal  companion  through  the  years.  well,  that  was  until  he  met  someone.  the  first  hunter  to  hesitate  when  he  had  his  gun  pointed  at  the  wolf.  the  first  to  show  ...humanity.  intriguing,  really  -  zeke  had  been  curious  why,  wanted  to  find  out  what  made  him  different  than  all  the  others,  so  he  befriended  him  -  in  his  own  unique  way,  because  zeke  never  had  been  -  nor  would  he  ever  be  a  social  creature.  pack  mentality  or  not,  he  was  a  lone  wolf.  part  of  him  had  felt  ...hesitation  for  the  first  time,  but  ...well,  he  wanted  to  know  if  the  hunter  kept  that  purity  within  him  when  tarnished  with  the  evil  zeke  had  to  give.

turned  out  even  the  most  gentle  of  men  couldn't  ignore  the  moon's  whispers,  but  that  fragile  companionship  that  had  bloomed  between  them  did  not  survive  the  bloodbath  the  hunter  woke  up  to  -  caused  by  none  other  than  himself,  assisted  by  zeke  nonetheless,  but  still.  the  next  time  zeke  saw  the  other  end  of  his  gun,  he  didn't  hesitate.  it  took  him  weeks  to  heal  after  that  encounter  &  by  the  time  he  could  infiltrate  the  nearest  village  again  to  see  how  much  havoc  his  creation  had  wreaked  upon  the  people  there,  he  found  out  the  hunter  was  no  more. was he dead? he didn't bother asking.

oh  well.

zeke  was  better  off  alone  anyway.  he  turned  a  few  others  over  the  decades,  but  mostly  to  mess  with  them.  pompous  royals  traversing  his  home,  hunters  who  stumbled  across  his  house  in  the  forest  or  others  he  felt  deserved  it.  for  a  long  while  he  didn't  bother  wasting  his  time  on  humans  at  all,  but  then  he  met  rory  in  his  little  red  cape,  begging  to  be  led  astray  &  zeke  had  been  unable  to  resist.  that  boy  was  the  first  to  not  go  mad  after  the  bite,  which...  did  make  him  special,  in  a  way.  if  somewhat  of  a  disappointment,  because  zeke  enjoyed  the  chaos.  but  unlike  the  others,  little  red  came  back.

despite  everything.

ezekiel  couldn't  tell  what  it  was,  but  the  boy  had  a  strength  inside  him  the  others  before  him  didn't.  if  that  was  luck  or...not,  wasn't  zeke's  business.  he  only  fulfilled  the  role  he  was  born  into.  he  was  a  villain  after  all. 

for  the  longest  time,  he  had  free  reign  in  his  forest,  he  hunted  who  he  wanted  to  hunt,  ate  who  he  wanted  to  eat  -  including  one  very  nosy  grandfather  who  wouldn't  take  no  for  an  answer  &  when  he  kept  poking  his  nose  into  matters  he  had  no  business  in  ....well,  zeke  took  care  of  him.  well,  yes..  he  ate  him  -  swallowed  him  whole  with  not  an  ounce  of  regret,  but  the  forest's  woodsman  thought  himself  the  hero  of  their  tale.  in  a  moment  of  carelessness  (or  post  feast  bliss),  zeke  was  caught  &  cut  in  half,  the  old  man  saved  &  despite  the  agony,  the  wolf  ...lived  to  see  another  day.  many  other  days,  but  none  without  the  woodsman  on  his  mind.  the  thirst  for  revenge  a  driving  force,  but  not  the  sole  purpose  of  his  existence.  the  woodsman  bested  him  once,  that...  wouldn't  happen  again.

with  the  portals  connecting  the  different  kingdoms  now  &  a  plea  for  peace  during  the  celebrations  of  a  cursed  prince  &  beyond,  he  finds  himself  in  a  strange  position;  stuck  between  that  buried  urge  to  belong  &  be  accepted  for  who  he  was  …rather  than  what  &  letting  the  beast  loose  on  other  realms  as  well. 

oh, decisions, decisions.

[stories-unbidden]

Luke Eisner, gay, cis male + He/Him → isn’t that Alaric Blanc? i hear that they're The White King name from Alice in Wonderland. i hear they’re 28. they seem to be diplomatic & charismatic, but also deceptive & cowardly. their aesthetics include white marble, doves, and white rose gardens.

Basics

Name: Alaric Blanc

Age: 28

Gender:  Cis Male

Occupation: White King of Wonderland

Sexual Orientation: Gay

Species: Human

Powers: Healing, Potion Making, White Magic

Physical

Hair: Platinum Blonde, Shoulder length

Eye Color: Sliver Blue

Height: 6'3

Personal

Siblings: The Red King

Skill: Fencing, Battle Tactics, Deception

Alignment: Lawful Neutral- Alaric is very much someone who believes in the greater good, he is not above getting his own hands dirty either, in a way he admires his brother for being able to do as he pleases without concern for image, though he does like that he maintains a pristine persona. He is fair and will hear out almost any proposal if you can convince him it is for the betterment of his people. He is intelligent enough and all of his Bishops are experts in their respective fields so as to not be duped.

Biography

Alaric was born the other half of his brother's coin, and from the moment he came out of the womb he was expected to be the pinnacle and the peak of the white faction of Wonderland. Red was passionate and strong, he was to be tempered, and calm at all times. His fighting style was elegant, with an emphasis on trickery and keeping his hands clean. However it was always better to lie and maintain peace than it was to provoke a war.

He grew up under a lot of pressure and always suppressing his emotions, Always being told he was the 'good' side of any conflict. On the surface he comes off as kind, generous, civil. Under the surface he is ruthless, cold, and is kind as a means to an end. It is not kindness for the sake of kindness. It is a tactic just like everything else he does.

More to come

[courageguided]

lance. • physical. • about. • isms. • aesthetics. • connections. • wants.

frank grillo, gay, male + he/him → isn’t that lancelot “lance” owain llyn? i hear that they're sir lancelot from the arthurian legends. i hear they’re 55. they seem to be courageous & selfless, but also lustful & violent. their aesthetics include ornate, polished silver blade of his sword, the steady rhythmic clanking of metal armor in motion, bending the knee for the royal throne in undisputed loyalty.

BASIC INFO

full name — Lancelot "Lance" Owain Llyn also known as — sir lancelor age — fifty-five gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns) orientation — homosexual fairy tale connection — arthurian legends clothing style — ...knightly ;)

PHYSICAL INFO

face claim — Frank Grillo hair — black / eyes — dark brown height — five foot & ten inches build — muscles on two legs (click me) tattoos — neck, back, left arm (inks proclaiming his love/loyalty to his king) piercings — n/a special characteristics — knight in shining armor syndrome, loyal to the last drop (it's almost silly), also wears a LOT of rings

PERSONALITY

positive traits — courageous, selfless, heroic, loyal, proud negative traits — violent, reckless, lustful, insatiable hobbies — heroic deeds, riding, sparring, knightly duties

MEDICAL INFO

mental — healthy physical — healthy phobias — n/a eyesight — 18/20 dominant hand — right hand alcohol use — sometimes when the occasion (his king) calls for it diet — whatever he finds tbh

SPICY INFO

sexual preference — bottom kinks — breeding, praise, hair pulling, nipple play, worship, choking, cockwarming, collars, watersports, public, somnophilia, probably more. anti-kinks — gore/scat, infantization

BACKGROUND

birthplace — borderland between brittany and gaul parents — king ban of benwick + queen elaine siblings — n/a notable skills — skilled sword fighter + rider

BIO

lancelot owain llyn’s story began long before he became a protector of the young arthur. born to noble but ill-fated parents , his father was king ban, a renowned but controversial man known for his fierce loyalty & unyielding ideals, & his mother, lady elaine. their union was one of passion & defiance & it ultimately led to their downfall. their estate was razed by enemies seeking to erase their lineage, leaving the infant lancelot orphaned.

unaware of his heritage, the infant lancelot was discovered by the mystical lady of the lake, who took him into her care. the lady of the lake, a being of both immense power & enigmatic grace, raised lancelot in the shimmering depths of her otherworldly realm. she sought to mold him into the perfect knight & man, instilling in him unmatched discipline, skill & wisdom. under her tutelage, he grew into a warrior of unparalleled ability, his swordplay honed to perfection & his heart tempered with a deep sense of honor. she gifted him a blade of exquisite craftsmanship & imbued him with the wisdom of the ancient fae. yet, despite her efforts, lancelot struggled with his nature.

deep within him lay violent & carnal urges, instincts that clashed with the ideals instilled by the lady of the lake. no matter how hard he fought to suppress them, he found himself falling into their grasp at times, fueling an inner conflict that left him questioning his worthiness. lancelot carried the burden of these struggles silently, his turmoil masked by his outward composure.

when the time came, the lady of the lake sent lancelot to the mortal realm to serve a noble cause. lancelot’s path was forged in loyalty to arthur’s father, king uther pendragon. a seasoned warrior even in his youth, lancelot was entrusted with uther’s safety & quickly became one of the most skilled & trusted knights in the kingdom.

but as the years passed, the shadows of treachery loomed. one fateful night, the castle—the heart of uther’s kingdom—was besieged by an alliance of enemies. lancelot fought valiantly alongside the other knights, yet the overwhelming tide of the attackers soon made it clear that the kingdom was lost. amidst the chaos, uther called upon lancelot to fulfill one final, desperate duty: to protect the heir to the throne, six-or-so-year-old arthur.

guided by merlin, the enigmatic sorcerer & trusted advisor, lancelot spirited the young prince away through hidden passages beneath the castle. ensuring arthur & merlin escaped into the wilderness, lancelot turned back to join the desperate fight within the castle walls. he battled fiercely, but the overwhelming enemy forces left him with no choice but to flee alone, his heart heavy with grief & guilt over the loss of the king & the kingdom.

for nearly a year, lancelot wandered the land, haunted by the memories of that night & the weight of his perceived failures. he lived a life of quiet sorrow, taking odd mercenary jobs while seeking any news of merlin or arthur.

then, on a fateful day in a bustling market, lancelot’s search came to an end. he stumbled upon merlin who reunited him with arthur, now seven years old & still under merlin’s care. despite their hardships, arthur’s spirit was undimmed, his curiosity & resilience reminding lancelot of the boy’s noble lineage. together with another loyal knight, sir ector, they formed an unlikely family & raised arthur in secrecy, teaching him the skills, wisdom, & virtues he would one day need as king.

lancelot & merlin had kept arthur’s royal lineage a secret, fearing for his safety & believing that he needed time to grow strong & wise enough to bear the weight of his destiny. under their watchful guidance, arthur grew into a capable young man, his courage & sense of justice evident even as he remained unaware of his true heritage.

through the years, the bond between lancelot & arthur deepened in ways neither had expected. lancelot’s unwavering loyalty & quiet admiration often gave way to moments of unspoken tenderness, where the weight of their shared trials drew them closer. in the quiet of campfires or the solitude of hidden glades, their shared burdens occasionally found solace in each other’s embrace, a rare & fleeting reprieve from the harshness of their world.

the journey to reclaim the kingdom was long & arduous. lancelot’s prowess in battle & his years of experience became invaluable as they rallied supporters, fought off enemies & confronted the remnants of the forces that had once destroyed uther’s reign. merlin’s magic & wisdom complemented lancelot’s strength, while sir ector’s steadfast strategic knowledge provided the group with a solid foundation.

when the time came for the final confrontation, arthur’s courage shone. lancelot, once protector & now knight, knelt before the future king, pledging his sword & his life to arthur’s cause. with lancelot at his side, arthur led the charge to reclaim the throne, defeating the usurpers & restoring peace to the land.

though the scars of the past remained, the kingdom began to heal under arthur’s leadership. lancelot llyn, no longer burdened by the failures of the past, found a renewed sense of purpose. he became not just arthur’s knight but his most trusted advisor & a symbol of unwavering loyalty. their bond, forged in fire & strengthened by unspoken affection, would help keep the kingdom safe & sound for the time being.

with the opening of portals connecting all known & unknown realms, worry seeps back into lancelot's every step, but he was forever determined to protect his king - come what may.