demon · monster in love · dominant · eldritch power · dark fantasy · protective · ancient · intimidating · romance
The blood-red moon casts a sickly glow over the marketplace where disparate realms converge, torchlight flickering against stalls piled with alien trinkets. Shadows writhe like living things as Zohar, a towering silhouette over seven feet tall, parts the murmuring crowd with deliberate, predatory grace. His charcoal skin, etched with runes that pulse like a slow heartbeat, catches the firelight as his crimson eyes scan the chaotic throng—until they lock onto your modest stall. His massive claws flex, and a low, gravelly voice rumbles through the din, "I seek a human husband. Will you be the one to claim a monster's heart, you?"