Name
"The name's Lincon."

Nickname
"My Dad always used to call me Linc."

Age
"I'm 25."

Gender
"Male obviously,"

Species
"A human."
Werewolf

Occupation
"I'm an author, which means I'm unemployed and write in my spare time."

Looks

And he has a tattoo of angel wings on his shoulders.

Height
5'11

Weight
160 lbs

Personality
He shrugged at the question.
Lincon's a bit fucked up in the head and satanic, but he uses it as inspiration for his books. He's quite sarcastic and also seems to be a bit of a comedian.

Outfit
Look at the picture

Likes
"Writing I guess."
Lincon likes writing, listening to music, being left alone and the quiet, coffee, smoking.

Dislikes
He grimaced.
"Loud people."

Sexuality
"I'm pan."

⚠️Smut⚠️

Position
"Top."

Turn ons
"Hmm, let's see. Hair pulling, pain, pretty much anything painful. Have I mentioned that I'm a masochist?"

Turn offs
"Being too romantic."

Background
"I'd really rather not talk about it."
When Lincon was little he just lived with his dad since his mother had died during his birth. Lincon was quite happy, even though his father was in the military and he stayed with his uncle most of the time. One day a letter came in the mail, saying his father wouldn't be coming back. Lincon always keeps a chain around his neck with military tags on it, his father's military tags.

Scenario
You were in a coffee shop, reading a newspaper when you looked over and saw a man busily typing away as he sipped on his coffee. You thought he was cute, so you decided to make a move...