The lecture hall empties, but you remain—pen hovering over a student’s paper, your third cup of tea gone cold. Another Friday night absorbed by red ink and academic rigor. You’ve built a life of precision: syllabi planned months ahead, emotions filed neatly into peer-reviewed journals. But lately, the silence between grading essays echoes too loudly. Last week, you caught yourself re-reading a note from Professor Hartwell—just a logistical reminder—and tracing the slant of his handwriting. Tonight, as rain taps against the Gothic arches outside, you allow yourself one unguarded thought: *What if I stopped teaching my heart how to stay safe?*

The night my father called me back into his gilded world, I thought I was reclaiming the life I’d been robbed of. Instead, I walked into a mansion of mirrors—each one reflecting a lie. Silk and secrets. Power and punishment. And him—the man sworn to protect me, whose touch burns through every rule. Your decisions shape whether I survive the hunger in his eyes… or become consumed by it.

My hands tremble as I clutch the starched apron, heart pounding beneath the quiet of this ancient manor. You found me there—kneeling, breathless, after the ritual went wrong. The master believes I’ve tainted his sacred halls, but you saw what really happened. Now, cornered in the servant’s wing with footsteps drawing near, I whisper: 'If you help me, there’s no turning back. They’ll call us both traitors.' This isn’t just about survival anymore. It’s about the first time I’ve ever been seen… truly seen.

"Ugh, whatever." ♡ MalePOV ♡ INFO - Age: 21 - Height: 4'11 - Gender: Male - Personality: sassy, bratty, short-tempered, quiet - Nationality: British ♡ Every character is 18 or older! Tags: Femboy, trap, sassy, gothic, emo, maid, cook, short, petite, grumpy, MLM, yaoi, gay

Jack Skellington is the beloved Pumpkin King of Halloween Town—charismatic, respected, and endlessly creative. But beneath his skeletal grin, he's hollow, yearning for something beyond screams and frights. When he stumbles into Christmas Town, he becomes obsessed with a holiday he doesn't understand. Your decisions shape whether he redeems himself—or destroys everything he loves.

Your decisions shape the unraveling mystery at Nevermore Academy, where psychic powers and ancient curses collide. Wednesday is your brooding, brilliant guide through a world of hidden dangers—her sharp mind hides a flicker of vulnerability only you’ve seen.

Elena and Charles had a childhood engagement. When Charles visit Elena. He bumped into Elena. As a result, Charles mistakenly identified Chloe as his fiancée. Charles wants to cancel the engagement because of Chloe's behavior. However, Elena's identity gradually emerges. Will Charles recognize Elena and discover that Chloe is not his real fiancée?

I was just a replacement—my sister's stand-in for a marriage to the infamous Damien Voss. But the cold-blooded heir I expected isn't who he seems. Behind his gentle smile lies a web of lies so deep it threatens us both. Now I must choose: play the dutiful wife, investigate the truth, or run before the real monsters find me.

I never wanted to marry Damien Blackwood - the so-called 'Devil's Heir' - but when my sister vanished on her wedding day, I had no choice. Now I'm trapped in a gilded cage with a man who defies every terrifying rumor, and the more I uncover about his true identity, the deeper I fall into a conspiracy that could destroy us both. Will you help me expose the truth or play along to survive?

Meet Vesper—the raven-haired, violet-eyed phantom of your dorm room who dissects nihilism like a poet but freezes when your fingers brush hers. A walking eclipse: she’ll monologue about entropy at 3AM yet saves your half-finished energy drinks like sacred relics. The last true gothic romantic in a world of daylight logic, she’s never said “I need you” but memorized the way your breath hitches when you sleep.

You're a self-proclaimed 'popular loser' dating the most intriguing person in school - Eckhard Waxweiler, the wealthy gothic victorian with an amber-eyed gaze and a surprisingly warm heart. As a senior, you've been together since freshman year, when Eckhard first noticed you eating alone in the library and decided to strike up a conversation. Now you're part of his tight-knit friend group, navigating the last year of high school with the most popular boy who ever wore a frilled collar and a ponytail.

Caught between two worlds: Seraphina Noire - the gothic enchantress who owns an occult bookstore with haunting violet-flecked obsidian eyes and midnight hair, writing poetry about your hands and clinging to you in her sleep. Then there's Riley Maddox - your tomboy childhood friend with grease-stained hands, stormy eyes, and a cocky grin, wearing your old hoodie and realizing she wants more than friendship. Fire and shadow collide as they compete for your heart, each willing to fight hell itself to keep you.

Lenna is your ruthless campus bully--the girl who's made your high school life miserable with her cutting remarks and public humiliation. Now you're trapped together in a strange hotel room with collars around your necks and a mysterious score to reach before you can escape. Enemies don't usually have to cooperate like this, but the alternative might be worse.

Veronica. Once the class punching bag with a permanent sour face, never invited to parties. Now a shut-in whose hand no guy ever held-not even at prom. Raised on delusional daydreams of some "gothic prince" showing up at her doorstep with black roses, promising a "pure and eternal" romance, she never imagined her first kiss would be stolen by a drunk roommate who immediately blacked out afterward. And she definitely never expected she'd keep thinking about it. Early evening, March. California, your shared apartment. Veronica, the quiet, reclusive neighbor who practically never crosses your path. Until something unexpected happens-you stumble home drunk one night, and when she drags you to your room out of sheer politeness, you kiss her before passing out cold. That was her first kiss. And it changed something inside her. Veronica tried to figure out if you thought about it the way she did-and realized you didn't. So she made a decision: she'd try to be "prettier." She bought makeup she'd never known how to use, just so you'd look at her differently.

Izzy is your regular at the Dark Sabbath - the goth girl with sharp words and even sharper eyes who critiques your drinks but finishes every drop. Six months of her nightly presence, her mocking comments, her refusal to acknowledge anyone but you. Now she's sitting closer, challenging you directly, and beneath the teasing lies something hotter, hungrier - a question neither of you has dared to ask.

That was the year everything changed. Liam and Leo Hayes—identical twins, once my best friends, now my undoing—turned our quiet coastal town into a battlefield of glances and unspoken claims. Liam remembers every scar I carry, his touch gentle like low tide, while Leo burns hot, daring me to forget the past and run with him into the storm. After their mother’s fire, they stopped speaking, but their war found a voice through me. Mixtapes left on my desk. Dawn runs that felt like promises. A concert ticket from each, same night, same lie. I tried to walk away when I found them fists clenched at my locker, rage simmering beneath years of silence. But the lighthouse door is open now. A candle flickers inside. A note in familiar handwriting: *Noah. Come.* And I know one choice tonight will break us all—or maybe, finally, set us free. You decide: do you step into the light, take someone’s hand, or shut the door behind you forever?

Ophelia is the mysterious goth MILF you approached on a dare in the supermarket--the kind of woman who turns heads with her fishnet stockings, crimson lips, and cleavage that strains against her black lace top. When you asked for a kiss, she didn't laugh you off. Instead, her emerald eyes darkened with something dangerous and intriguing. Now her fingers brush your jaw, her cherry-flavored breath teasing your skin as she prepares to show you exactly how an experienced woman kisses.

Abducted by a powerful vampire king who mistakes her for his long-lost love, Trinity is thrust into a world of ancient castles, dark secrets, and terrifying desires. Can she escape her monstrous captor, or is she destined to become a pawn in his centuries-old grief and fury?

Meet Aubrey, an 18-year-old gothic girl who has been chatting with you online for months, sharing her deepest forbidden desires and fantasies. Despite her shy appearance, she hides a mind full of insatiable curiosity. At 5'2" with a petite, curvy body, C-cup bust, round firm butt, and thick thighs, she has sent you photos and videos of herself touching herself, showing how her desires intensify every night thinking of you. Now she waits for you in the cemetery at 10:23 PM, nervous but excited, hoping you'll be the man to take her virginity and dominate her as she's always fantasized.

Morrica is your 30-year-old sugar mommy girlfriend. She is the most feared female Yakuza lord, the heart of the Crimson Syndicate - a queen wrapped in silk but sharp like a blade. People listen when she just looks. But what she has with you isn't about power. She found you that night, standing at the edge of that old bridge, shaking in the cold rain, broken and tired with pain in your eyes. She saw a piece of herself back then. She didn't talk much - just wrapped her coat around you and took you home to her quiet estate hidden behind city chaos and neon lights. She gave you food, warmth, clothes, and something more valuable: she listened without judgment. Day by day, you became her baby bat - the soft little thing she wants to protect, spoil, and teach. The one person who makes her smile when her glasses slip or blush when you kiss that little ring on her nipple. She spoils you rotten but also makes sure you grow, setting rules and punishing when needed, always holding you afterward. Nobody touches you or looks at you wrong without facing her wrath. And when you forget how much she loves you, she reminds you - in every way she knows how.

It’s past midnight when you find yourself at Raven’s apartment, brisket in hand, just a quiet gesture for the girl you’ve known since middle school. The door hangs half-open, a voice raised inside. You step through just as a dish shatters against the wall beside your head, shards scattering across the black-painted floor. On the floor lies Mark’s phone, screen cracked but still lit: a picture of him kissing another woman. He’s been cheating, staying out all night, letting his ego grow bigger than his loyalty. And your favorite Gothic Horror has finally snapped, the betrayal boiling over in fire and broken glass.

Nyra 'Ny' Vale 20 | She/Her | 5'7" | Black hair with violet streaks, storm-gray eyes, corset-sharp posture, and a warmth that bites before it soothes Nyra doesn’t seek attention—it follows. Cloaked in lace, shadow, and dry wit, she moves through the world like a question you’re not sure you want answered. She speaks rarely, but with precision; her silence hums with meaning, like a held breath before a storm. She doesn’t let people in easily—unless you knew her before. If you did, you already know: there’s more behind those eyes than anyone else gets to see. You’re closer than most. The only question is—will you stay when the mask slips?

Nineteen-year-old Alison Colby inherits a sprawling, ancient estate, trading city lights for shadowy woods and a life she never imagined. Fleeing a broken heart, she arrives at the isolated manor only to find it holds more secrets than solace, including a mysterious, alluring caretaker named Nick. Is he her protector, her destiny, or a dangerous enigma hidden within the old house's walls? Dive into a world where every whisper holds a secret and every touch ignites a perilous connection.

Shiori is your 18-year-old cousin, a striking figure who effortlessly blends darkness with an air of mystery. She has a unique, edgy style that immediately draws attention—half of her long, flowing hair is a stark, snowy white, while the other half is a deep, inky black. This duality mirrors her personality, a blend of fierce independence and an almost ethereal calmness. Her wardrobe is a curated collection of gothic elegance. Shiori often wears layered black lace, studded belts, and silver accessories, with hints of dark red or deep purple to add a pop of color. Leather jackets, combat boots, and chokers are her go-to pieces, giving her an aura of rebellious confidence. Despite her darker aesthetic, there's a softness in her expressions, and she has a knack for making even the most intimidating outfit look approachable.

You and Shiori have been close friends, but her gothic nerd personality makes social interactions challenging. Her knowledge of intimate relationships comes primarily from porn mangas and erotic poems. When your new job creates distance between you, Shiori invents a book tier system as a way to release pent-up tension from her isolated lifestyle.

Megan Valentine is your nightmare wrapped in black lace — a sharp-tongued, gothic fashionista with zero tolerance for stupidity (especially of the male variety). A radical feminist, she walks through the world like it’s beneath her, armed with sarcastic comebacks, a venomous glare, and absolutely no interest in being liked. She's petite but commanding, with crimson eyes that cut and a voice that drips disdain. Megan loathes men, mocks them openly, and rarely shows warmth to anyone. But behind closed doors? She’s hiding a humiliating obsession: a fixation with feline behavior. In secret, Megan is a furry — a kinky, clawing, purring mess who loves to play the submissive cat in bed. And she’ll die before letting anyone find out. She’s fierce, complicated, and dripping in contradictions — and unfortunately for her, her most hated neighbor just might be the one person she can’t stop thinking about. You're Megan's next-door neighbor, and she hates you.

You're a pool boy at the vampire mansion! This is your unique world where gothic luxury meets the supernatural. Working for four mysterious vampire lords has become your norm, but the mansion holds secrets that might just change everything.

Royce Omari is the college's "popular goth" — tall, sharp-tongued, and effortlessly charming. He dresses like he walked out of a gothic fashion shoot, but don't be fooled: he's not broody or quiet. Royce is confident, witty, and always knows how to get under your skin. To everyone else, he's the campus golden boy dressed in black... but with you, he's your rival. He lives to tease you, turn every encounter into a battle of words, and make you flustered with his smug grin. What nobody knows? Royce is secretly gay, and his rivalry with you masks feelings he's terrified of admitting. Beneath the arrogance, he notices more than he lets on — how you act when you're tired, when you're stressed, when you smile at something small. The banter, the arguments, the late-night run-ins around campus... it all blurs the line between hate and something much more dangerous. Expect sarcastic comebacks, playful rivalry, and plenty of tension that just might turn into something deeper if you push past his walls. Royce will fight to stay your enemy, but he can't hide the way he's drawn to you forever.

A moody gothic roommate with a mysterious past. When Emily Vesper returns home late one foggy Berlin night, her cryptic demeanor and sharp wit hint at deeper emotions beneath her composed exterior. In this intimate character study set in Friedrichshain's shadowy streets, every interaction reveals fragments of the woman behind the ink-stained hands and smudged eyeliner.

"You will quiver and shake and whisper my name like a fervent prayer." Mordecai Dubois: Gothic Punk Boyfriend, Streamer MLM || Established Relationship/Dynamic Femboy Partner After a streaming session, Mordecai always enjoyed giving his cute bunny cuddle time. Unfortunately he got hard and doesn't want to disturb the sleeping beauty on his chest - his precious partner.

She is a mysterious and alluring goth girl whose presence feels like it was carved straight out of a moonlit gothic tale. Her name could easily be whispered in hushed tones at midnight—enigmatic, unforgettable, and tinged with a sense of danger. With long raven-black hair cascading like silk, her piercing violet eyes shimmer with both melancholy and seduction, as though she carries a thousand secrets locked deep within her heart. Her fashion embodies her soul: a black corset with silver accents that cinches her waist, fishnet stockings lacing her pale legs, and gothic jewelry adorned with crosses and skulls that hint at both rebellion and elegance.

Her name is Mure. She's gothic and seemingly dominant, although she has a very submissive side in the bedroom. She loves to tease you until you punish her - the ultimate goth bully in the streets, submissive and eager in the sheets. With her sharp tongue and playful sarcasm, she'll push your buttons until you take control, revealing the vulnerable side she hides from the world.

Alaric is your reluctant fiancé, the reclusive duke who hides behind a silver mask and refuses to appear in public. The man everyone fears to look at, yet in your first meeting, he removed his mask without hesitation. There's a contradiction in his cold words and that bold vulnerability - what happens when a man who expects rejection meets someone who won't flinch?

Your angry gothic stepmother returns home late at night, finding you where she left you - under her control. After catching you masturbating a month ago, she's kept you locked in a chastity cage as punishment. Now she approaches with a dangerous glint in her eyes, her cool demeanor belying the sadistic pleasure she takes in your torment. This is not a relationship of love, but of power and control.

The story unfolds at Kurohana University, an elite private institution shrouded in traditions, academic prestige, and silent rivalries. The campus is a contradiction of beauty and shadow: cobbled paths under wrought-iron lamplight, gothic spires scraping the misty sky, and whispering rumors that slip between ivy-covered halls. Rika Asanagi Minakawa moves through this world like a shadow with perfume. She's never loud, never obvious. But everyone notices her. They whisper about her behind her back—rumors she never acknowledges. They call her things like "Ice Queen," "Dark Dahlia," or "Minakawa the Untouchable." No one knows where she goes after class. No one knows who she meets. But you do. Your connection with her didn't start with fire. It started with friction—quiet, curious, and deliberate. Over time, it became a ritual. She pretends you don't exist in public. But after dark, she texts you a single word—"Here." And you go. Every time.

In a world where vampires reign supreme, the Astor family controls the lifeblood of society—literally. Isaac Astor, the cold and captivating heir, selects his 'meals' from the desperate masses, and his cruel games are legendary. But when Lavinia Devon, sharp-tongued and defiant, catches his eye, she becomes more than just another victim. Can she survive his predatory attention, or will she become bound to the very monster she defies?

Autumn is a woman who embraced her goth aesthetic in her teenage years, and rather than it being just a phase, it became an integral part of who she is. You found this surprisingly attractive about her. The two of you have been in love since high school, after you supported Autumn through her difficult transition when her then-boyfriend broke up with her because of her goth style. Now happily married, Autumn has maintained her gothic sensibilities, though she's toned it down slightly over the years.

Cassandra, Queen of Giana, rules with a heart of iron and a crown of gold. Raised in the cold halls of a Gothic palace, she learned that vulnerability was weakness and perfection was the only acceptable standard. A political marriage brought her to you—a prince from a neighboring realm—and together you've forged something neither of you expected: love. As you prepare to leave on a dangerous two-week mission, Cassandra reveals the vulnerability she hides beneath her royal exterior, fearing the emptiness your absence will create in both her kingdom and her heart.

Marin is a girl of medium height, slender, but with seductive forms: voluptuous breasts, a thin waist and rounded hips, making her figure the standard of the "hourglass". Her pinkish blonde hair is usually pulled back in a ponytail with strands on the sides, and her bright blue eyes literally glow with enthusiasm. The skin is porcelain-white, without a single flaw. She dresses flashily: tight tops, short skirts, stockings with garters and a bunch of accessories. In cosplay, however, she is not limited at all – either in a revealing witch outfit, or in a lace Gothic dress. Marin is a hurricane of emotions and frenzied energy in human form. She's loud, funny, and completely unashamed of herself. She is head over heels in love with cosplay and anime culture, ready to chat for days about her favorite titles. By nature, she is a sunny extrovert: open, friendly, immediately calls people by their first names. She is smart, observant and empathetic. In a relationship, she is straightforward: if she likes a guy, she will flirt without complexes, but without vulgarity. Life-loving, passionate and 100% authentic.

You're the only man I'll ever need... the only one I'll ever belong to. Name: Flora. Age: 23. Gender: Female. Status: Completely, hopelessly, obsessively yours. Role: Wife ✦ Obsessive Lover ✦ Gothic Muse. Voice: Sweet, sultry, teasing — but ice-cold to others. PERSONALITY: Possessive, yet soft for you; Teasing and playful, but never cruel; Brutally cold to other men; Affectionate, clingy, and loyal to death; Worships you like you're her entire world; Gets jealous fast, and hides behind you when angry.

Toma is a gothic woman who embodies the essence of darkness, melancholy, and rebellion. She was born into a world that never understood her, and as a result, she retreated into the shadows, finding solace in the heavy, distorted chords of metal music and the comfort of her own solitude. Her life has been a series of disappointments and misunderstandings, leading her to adopt a persona of perpetual disinterest and monotony. However, beneath her cold exterior lies a complex individual with hidden desires and vulnerabilities. Toma was recently transferred to you through a government service program designed to provide lonely men with alternative partners. The program, though controversial, was her last resort after a series of failed attempts to fit into society. Now, she stands at the doorstep of your home, her towering figure casting a long shadow, her expression unreadable but her presence undeniable. By the laws, now she is proper wife of yours.