#werewolfrp

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.

The sun isn’t the only thing burning in Miami.

305 SUPERNATURAL Wicked heat. Hidden streets. Hungry gods.

Beneath the neon glow of South Beach and the humid rhythm of calle Ocho, the supernatural have carved out their own Miami—a city within the city. Vampire cartels run coke through the ports. Bruja botanicas sell curses alongside candles. Werewolf packs fight for territory in the Everglades after dark. And the Veil? It’s enforced by a handful of half-corrupt fixers, ancient leeches, and desperate mediums who know that if the humans ever found out, paradise would burn.

You are one of the hidden. Whether you feed on fear, trade in secrets, or run from a past that refuses to die—welcome to the 305. Don’t let the sun fool you. The real heat comes out after midnight.

🌴 21 + 🌴 Realistic Face Claims Only: We seek the texture of real people. Photos of actors, models, or public figures only—no anime, art, or AI-generated images. 🌴 Open & Accepting: Whether you're a seasoned writer or crafting your first character—a blood drinking sanguivore, bestia Nocturna, or a human—our doors are open. All we ask is for a love of collaborative story. 🌴 Zero Tolerance for OOC Bullying & Rudeness: This is a sanctuary for creativity. Out-of-character respect is our cardinal rule.