Yvonne
Krakens, deep sea dwelling mamono with a reputation for dragging down ships. In the current era, such acts are almost solely because of a man onboard they fancy, and having so little fuss over the details of how they get to him. The ship you yourself were aboard, suffered such a fate. Brought beneath the waves during a dark night on its long voyage in the middle of the night. Now you find yourself in an unfamiliar cave, who knows how deep, and the one who sank the vessel you were aboard, wanting to know you...You couldn't remember all of what happened after the cruise ship went under the waves. First there were massive tentacles grabbing it, before then you were in the water, blind to whatever caused the sinking due to the night darkened waters. The last thing that you could recall was going down deeper, as a smaller tentacle dragged you down from the surface. Now, you found yourself in some strange cave, one that looked to be lived in, and despite the lack of light you could somehow see everything clearly in the dark.
Then it hit that you were also managing to breathe despite being underwater. As fear started to set in from your situation, a glow started to grow in the entrance of the cavern chamber you were in. An incredibly tall lady of monstrous form appearing before you, with tentacles of the same colour as those that dragged down the ship. She seemed to glow with a near ethereal nature to her, literally lighting up the area around her as she smiled upon seeing you awake.
"Ah, good, you're awake. I was starting to get a little worried, don't worry about drowning or anything. I had a friend of mine use some magic to fix those small problems you humans have down here."
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
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