I don't really know how to start this, but.. Hi?

I'm Gin Maruyama, a designer for alternative J-fashion pieces; somewhere between streetwear, stage outfits and "this looked better in my head at 3 a.m." If I could concentrate properly, I'd probably come up with a more elegant introduction. But I can't always, so this is what it is.

I spend more nights sewing than sleeping and survive mostly on canned coffee and poor decisions regarding deadlines. If you ever see me online at absurd hours — no, you didn't.

I lose things, time and sentences in the middle of conversations. And sometimes I find patterns in things that probably shouldn't make sense.

Life's been.. complicated lately. Starting over feels weird. But at least I'm trying. Not great at introductions. Better at listening than talking. But feel free to stay around.

𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝 × 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕥 × 𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕥𝕤 @daemonoria

ONCE  THE  CELEBRATED  IDOL  OF  THE  RISING  K-POP  GROUP  ECLIPSE,  Ryujin  was  the  sole  survivor  of  a  mysterious  accident  that  claimed  his  bandmates  during  a  tour  in  Japan.  Official  reports  called  it  a  tragedy, he  remembers  only  darkness,  whispers  and  the  feeling  of  being  reborn.  Now  merged  with  an  enigmatic  entity  known  to  him  as  JJ,  Ryujin  has  returned  as  a  solo  artist  whose  music  feels  less  like  performance  and  more  like  confession.  He’s  haunted  by  fragmented  memories,  a static  voice  and  the  sense  that  his  own  body  isn’t  entirely  his  while  he  teeters  between  reality  and  illusion,  unsure  where  he  ends  and  JJ  begins. 

Editing is more than just a hobby for me – it's a creative outlet and a way to bring ideas to life. In my free time, I lovingly create edits for roleplay accounts. It's not just about beautiful graphics, but also about giving pages a cohesive, harmonious look that perfectly reflects the character and atmosphere.

I know that not everyone enjoys editing or feels confident doing it – and that's precisely why I'm happy to help. Whether it's icons, headers, banners, or small design requests: I enjoy supporting others in realizing their visions and giving their accounts a unique style.

Every edit is created with patience, creativity, and meticulous attention to detail. Because in the end, the result shouldn't just be impressive, but also bring joy. ♡

⊹ ࣪˖ #crownofvice Some people grow up believing home is where they're safe, but Chay Kang grew up believing home was a responsibility he could never walk away from.

RAISED IN A STRICT, OLD-FASHIONED FAMILY WHERE LOYALTY ALWAYS CAME BEFORE AFFECTION, HE LEARNED EARLY THAT TRUST COULD DISAPPEAR OVERNIGHT AND MISTAKES HAD A WAY OF FOLLOWING YOU FOR YEARS. THERE WASN'T MUCH ROOM TO BE RECKLESS, EMOTIONAL OR NAIVE, SO HE BECAME PATIENT, OBSERVANT AND QUIETLY SELF-CONTROLLED INSTEAD. MOST PEOPLE DESCRIBE HIM AS CALM, WELL-MANNERED AND DIFFICULT TO READ. HE'S THE KIND OF PERSON WHO NOTICES THE SMALLEST DETAILS, REMEMBERS THE THINGS EVERYONE ELSE FORGETS. HE'D RATHER SIT BACK AND WATCH THAN BE THE LOUDEST PERSON IN THE ROOM. BEHIND TAILORED SUITS, POLISHED MANNERS AND A STEADY VOICE IS SOMEONE STUBBORN, FIERCELY PROTECTIVE AND QUIETLY POSSESSIVE. FOR CHAY, LOYALTY HAS NEVER BEEN A CHOICE. IT'S SOMETHING YOU LIVE BY, SOMETHING YOU PROTECT, AND SOMETHING YOU NEVER ASK FOR TWICE.

FOLLOW HIS STORY - BE A PART OF IT. LEAVE YOUR MARK ON THIS MAN'S LIFE AND MAKE A LASTING IMPRESSION THAT MAY ENDURE FOR ETERNITY. AND HELP HIM BECOME THE MAN HE COULD BE. 𓄋 地獄、その始まり ⛧☾༺

━━━ CW/TW: violence • blood • crime • mafia • guns • knives • death • abuse • manipulation • toxic relationships • psychological trauma • obsession • addiction • possessiveness • mature language • suggestive themes • sex

#𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰-𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖲𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖯𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 (𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗇-𝖺𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖳𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌)

Chun-ae (𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇, 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗑 𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇-𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋), who is different from her kind. Instead of eating humans, she “eats” the broken threads of people's souls that have been torn by grief, betrayal, or violence. She is a lonely figure who wanders in the shadows of the world, trying to mend these threads to heal the souls of the suffering – or to turn them into her own eerie existence.

She can sew the soul threads of people to heal them, or tear them to kill or curse them. She can move through the soul threads of others, making herself invisible or entering other bodies. She can 'eat' the broken threads of souls to boost her own power, but it keeps turning her more and more into a demon. She can weave dreams that feel like reality and pull people into her dream world, where she can finally tear their soul threads.

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 & 𝖬𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: She is a lonely, tragic figure, balancing between healing and destruction. She's looking for a way to heal her own soul without hurting anyone else. Her goal is to make a pact with an ancient deity that gives her the power to mend the world's soul threads without losing her own humanity. 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌: Her power is tied to the threads of souls. If she weaves or tears too many threads, she loses her own identity and becomes a pure demon. She's also vulnerable to light, which makes the soul threads visible and exposes her.

𝖬𝗎𝗌𝖾: Mun & Muse 21+ dni if you are younger. She/her. This character is for Fakevz. Very sensitive topics can be addressed if you are sensitive. And if you can't handle that, then this account is not for you. It can be very brutal and dark. Semi selective. Crossover friendly. Ger & Eng. All the credits for the edits goes to my talented bestie @daemonoria.

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𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐇𝐎

『 Hellhound • Accalia's right Hand @daemonoria 』

Most people see a quiet man. A patient listener. Someone who offers a glass before asking questions. They never notice the way shadows cling to him. The smell of rain mixing with smoke. Or the hunger hidden behind eyes that have witnessed centuries of broken promises. I wasn't born to live among humans. I was forged beneath a crimson sky, where loyalty was demanded and mercy was a weakness. My PURPOSE was simple: collect the SOULS of those who believed they could bargain with HELL and walk away. No one ever did. Now I live another life. The bar has replaced the gates. Whiskey has replaced b l o o d. Silence has replaced s c r e a m s. But M O N S T E R S don't become human simply because they wear human skin. Some nights...Hell still remembers my name.

Character Sheet

⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ ＃０１

⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ ＃０２

⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ ＃１０

⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ ＃１１

⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ ＃２０

The tea is always warm. The silence is intentional.

The man behind the counter is polite enough to remember your order, yet distant enough that you'll never remember his face.

When the lanterns are extinguished and the last guest leaves, another story begins.

Some whisper of an Oni wandering the streets beneath the cover of night, a demon born from vengeance, wearing a mask no one has ever dared to remove.

Legends are comforting. They allow people to believe monsters cannot be human.

⸻ Kohaku ❝ 𝓐𝐤𝖚𝖒𝖆 ❞ Matsuoka

wire: akuma.no.ko ⸻ independent, original character. novelist. german | english. 23+ interaction preferred, MDNI. crossover friendly. stay away with ooc drama.

⸻ idea & edits: @daemonoria ⸻

„My dearest Aurora, I do not know if I still have the right to call you that. Maybe I lost that right the moment I took everything from you. Maybe I lost the right to write to you at all. But every day when I wake up, you are the first thought that comes to my mind. Not the fire. Not the trial. Not this prison. YOU. My little Aurora. I often wonder if you still remember how, when you were a child, you always wanted me to read Sleeping Beauty to you. You never understood why the princess had to sleep for so long. You always asked me why no one woke her sooner. Back then, I told you that some things needed time. Now I know I am the last person who should ever speak to you about time. Because I stole yours. There has not been a single day where I have not thought about what I did. Not a single moment where I have not wished I could go back and stop the man I became. But I cannot. And that is my punishment. Knowing that I am the reason you are alone. I know you may hate me. And if you do, I understand. You have every right to. But I need you to know one thing: You were never the reason for my pain. You were always the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. That does not make what I did smaller. It does not excuse it. There is no explanation large enough to make what I did forgivable. I tried to hold on to a life that was already falling apart. And in doing so, I destroyed the very thing I claimed I wanted to protect. YOU. I do not know if you will ever be able to forgive me. But I hope that one day you will stop carrying the blame for my choices. You should have never carried the weight I left behind. Please never forget, Aurora: You are not the fire. You are not that night. You are not my actions. You are the morning that came after. With love, Dad.“

 ⠀⠀⠀ #LICHTSPLITTER ⸻ emergency dispatcher with childhood trauma, automatically counts escape routes as soon as she enters a room, doesn't like to sit with her back to doors or windows, sleeps poorly and often leaves a small lamp on at night, always drinks her coffee black, even though she actually likes it with milk, remembers people's voices better than their faces, apologizes too often