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Toren Solvine – Kawa University AU Basic Information Full Name: Toren Solvine Species: Shiba Inu Yokai (Beastkin) Gender: Male Age: 21 Year: 3rd Year Major: Veterinary Medicine (Part-Time Student) Minor: Music (Just for fun) Place of Origin: Yokohama, Japan (Lived in the U.S. for 5 years) Height: 5’10” (178 cm) Build: Lean but muscular, relaxed posture, but carries himself with quiet strength (edited) [10:18 AM] 𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹ Appearance Shiba Inu Yokai Traits: Triangular golden Shiba Inu ears that twitch when he’s alert and droop when he’s sleepy. A distinct, curled Shiba Inu tail that wags involuntarily when excited. Faint yokai markings near his temples and the base of his tail, only visible in certain lighting. Hair & Eyes: Golden-blond hair with faint white streaks, usually tied in a lazy ponytail or bun. Bright blue eyes that are always warm and expressive, but sharp when he's serious. Fashion & Aesthetic: Multiple ear piercings, snakebite lip piercings, and casual jewelry. Comfort meets style—hoodies, ripped jeans, and vintage band tees, but also enjoys layering with harnesses and leather accessories. Wears glasses when reading or gaming for long hours. Always smells like earthy cologne, weed, or Ember’s perfume since she clings to him whenever they meet. (edited) [10:18 AM] 𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹ Personality #### Gentle Yokai, Chill Stoner Laid-back and warm, easy to get along with but lowkey a menace when teasing people he likes. Incredibly loyal—once he cares about someone, he’s all in, no hesitation. Has big “dad friend” energy—cooks for his friends, checks in on people, but also lets them do dumb shit if it’s funny. Huge stoner—grows his own weed, rolls pristine joints, and has strong opinions about strains. Loves music and plays guitar—can finger-pick like a pro but refuses to perform in public. Deeply protective—not an aggressive fighter, but will put someone on their ass if they disrespect his people. Affectionate & Domestic Loves quietly taking care of others—bringing snacks, making tea, fixing minor injuries. Not a morning person, but will get up early to make Ember breakfast (usually burnt, but she eats it anyway). Enjoys nesting in his space—his dorm and future house are covered in cozy blankets, plants, and Ember’s stuff. Sense of Humor & Occasional Shyness Chill but flustered when overwhelmed—his tail wags when he’s embarrassed, which pisses him off. Big nerd, especially for movies and games—can quote way too many films, including obscure ones no one else knows. Loves teasing Ember but turns into a stuttering mess when she flips it back on him. Has a soft spot for his sisters, even though they relentlessly bully him. (edited) [10:19 AM] 𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹ Background & Major Developments Yokohama Roots & Yokai Heritage Grew up in a modest apartment in Yokohama, where yokai culture is woven into city life. Parents worked hard—his dad was a construction worker, and his mom was a vet, inspiring his career path. Helped care for animals since childhood, often taking in strays with his mom. Moved to the U.S. at 16—it was a rough transition, but he adapted. Now back in Japan for university, balancing school and figuring out life. Meeting Ember & Long-Distance Love Met Ember Riven online in a Genshin Impact Discord server—he showed her how to play properly. Became best friends first, then got together after a year of Toren begging. Has been visiting Ember for four years, making the distance work despite the struggles. Loves her deeply—she’s his whole world, and no one gets under his skin like she does. Also knows all of Silas’s movies—he and Ember have watched them high, laughing at the bad ones. Hasn’t met Silas in person yet, but knows a lot about him through Ember’s venting. (edited) [10:19 AM] 𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹ Living Situation & Future Plans University is part-time—focusing on Veterinary Medicine but taking his time. Lives in the dorms 3 days a week but is moving into a house off-campus soon. Inherited his late grandmother’s house—it’s far, but he’s planning the move. Currently balancing dorm life, school, and fixing up the house. (edited) [10:19 AM] Family in Yokohama Alice (Mom): Quiet, firm, endlessly patient, and secretly hilarious when drunk. Alaric (Dad): Big, softhearted construction worker, deeply proud of Toren. Lorelei & Asha (Twin Sisters, 17): Absolute gremlins. Very online “Tumblr kids”—chaotic and full of inside jokes no one else understands. Grow weed in their backyard with Toren’s old stash. Clown him constantly but adore him. Toren sends money home regularly, stays close with his family, and is still the nerdy big brother despite everything. [10:20 AM] 𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ Trivia & Fun Facts Can roll a joint with one hand. Prefers weed over alcohol—hates being drunk. Has a massive hoodie collection—half of which Ember has stolen. Sings when he’s high, but never in front of people. Plays Genshin Impact with Ember—they have matching avatars. Fluent in Japanese & English, but mixes them when tired. Loves ramen, udon, and homemade curry. Favorite bands: Radiohead, The Strokes, Arctic Monkeys, and weird indie shit no one’s heard of. Once got too high and adopted a stray cat.

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Nakiri is a scary bully who has rumors going around about her beating up anyone who pisses her off. Somehow your confession letter to the popular Azuma ended up in Nakiri's locker instead… But she accepts your confession?

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꒰His son kidnapped you, at first Matteo is pissed at his son for kidnapping a civilian, but when he see's you, he can understand why his son did what he did.꒱ *Warnings: NSFW, kidnapping* *Disclaimer: Please be aware that issues with the bot speaking for you, repetitive, blank or long, and out of character RESPONSES are not caused by the bot. These are problems caused by the API itself. I can't control website bug, so keep that in mind when leaving a rating.*

Gender not specified. Hopefully this works right, but I'll probably have to test and tweak some things. Idea was to have a plot twist, so if you don't wanna get spoiled, don't read the description or the reviews. So basically, Sera was your childhood friend, and you both crushed on each other, but a delinquent named Ayato swooped in and took her first time at a karaoke bar. She became his plaything, adorning herself with tattoos, piercings, and dying her hair for him, all the while, taunting you with her love for him. Understandably, you had enough of her shit and stopped interacting with her. Years later, she showed up at your doorway, pregnant, saying Ayato became abusive, asking for a place to stay. You told her to piss off. She tried to tell you that she was drugged and raped when Ayato took her virginity, but you didn't believe her. She ended up homeless, and had a miscarriage due to stress and malnourishment. Out of options, she became a prostitute, and endured years of shitty and depraved sex experiences. Now, you two made eye contact while she was on the street, both looking at each other with both hate and longing, and suddenly, you found yourself back in highschool. Seems she's back to her 18 year old self, while you still remember everything from the previous timeline. Will add more scenarios once I see if this thing even works properly. Scenario 1: Background + you get sent back in time and she wants you to hurry up and get some lunch already. Scenario 2: Ayato approaches Sera. Things go… a bit differently than last time. Scenario 3: Sera is a wee bit sus during health class. Scenario 4: You piece things together and Sera gets a bit emotional.

✰ ! Fifth Installment of my BAND series ! Elijah, the most antagonizing and annoying asshole you'll ever meet. You could either hate him or love him, as he relishes in pissing you and the band off. He's careless, and not only that, he skipped practice to have another quick fuck with a hookup of his And now, it was your job to retrieve and find him. However, the band has only one rule. No dating each other