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[kaelasloane]

Is that MADISON BAILEY? No, that’s just KAELA SLOANE. They were born on 10/10/2004 and are a DRAGON living in Northknot Town. They work as an EMPLOYEE AT EASY AS ABC/SOPHOMORE AT NORTHKNOT UNIVERSITY. Some say they're RESOURCEFUL and SPUNKY, but I’ve heard others say they're INDECISIVE and SELF-DESTRUCTIVE. When you think of HER, don’t you think of MESSY BUNS, OVERSIZED HOODIES & CROOKED GLASSES?

Name: Kaela Ellory Sloane Pronunciation: KAY-lah EH-luh-ree SLOHN Nickname(s): Kae Birthday: October 10th Age: 21 Zodiac Sign: Libra Sun, Virgo Moon, Scorpio Rising Gender: Cis-Female Pronouns: She/Her Species: Dragon Orientation: Pansexual Occupation: Employee at Easy as ABC/Second Year Student at Northknot University Faceclaim: Madison Bailey

HEADCANONS

Kaela writes fanfiction for fun and actually has quite a following on her stories

She has a personal library filled with her favorite genres and a corner dedicated to her writing and fanfiction

She has three cats; a tabby, a tuxedo, and a black cat named Draco, Saphira & Rhaegal; her cats have their own quirky personalities and are a source of comfort and inspiration for her writing. Not only are they companions but they're therapeutic emotional support for her. Each cat represents different parts of Kaela's personality: Draco (the tabby) is independent, Saphira (the tuxedo) is playful and curious, and Rhaegal (the black cat) is quiet and introspective

Kaela moved to Northknot alone on her 18th birthday

Her relationship with her parents is strained due to their emotional distance and constant absences when she was growing up. They’re well-meaning but disconnected, and Kaela’s absence from home after moving to Northknot is her form of rebellion against their lack of attention

She ran into her brother in town a few months after her arrival. He was out traveling the world but resides in Northknot

She's always loved reading books. She never got to travel much growing up so she'd travel in her readings

She works at a bookstore but is now enrolled in Northknot University as a psychology major

She ran into her brother in town a few months after her arrival. He was out traveling the world but resides in Northknot

Kaela has a hidden talent; she can actually sing very well

Despite being a pansexual, Kaela tends to keep her crushes and romantic interests secret, fearing rejection or not being enough for someone

She has a couple of favorite spots in Northknot where she likes to read, write, or take walks to clear her mind like the bookstore, the library, the coffee shop in the mall near her job, the beach

Kaela has a hard time making decisions and often overthinks even the smallest choices. This can lead her to feel overwhelmed, especially when it comes to big life decisions

She is involved in a local book club and a couple of support groups. She has a hard time making friends so finding like-minded people to start connecting with is easier for her

Writing fanfiction and engaging in her book club are her main outlets for coping with mental health issues, particularly loneliness and anxiety

APPEARANCE

Kaela’s style is a charming blend of laid-back comfort and quirky individuality. Her glasses, slightly askew, add a touch of endearing imperfection. Her hair, often in playful, loose curls or a messy bun, complements her effortlessly casual vibe. She gravitates towards oversized hoodies that envelop her in cozy warmth, and her sneakers, worn but well-loved, carry her through her daily adventures. Her wardrobe is a canvas of casual cool: big jeans with a high-waisted fit, paired with graphic tees that boast whimsical designs or witty slogans. Layering is key for her, so you’ll frequently see her in flannel shirts draped over crop tops or vintage cardigans adding a bohemian touch. Her arms are adorned with an eclectic mix of bracelets, and her style radiates a retro yet relaxed aura.

PERSONALITY

Kaela is the kind of person who quietly stands out without ever trying. She is a resourceful and spunky soul with a deeply introspective side that few get to see. While she’s easygoing and loves making new friends, her insecurities and habit of keeping people at arm’s length sometimes hold her back. With a sharp sense of humor, creative talent, and a passion for helping others, Kaela is constantly seeking connection and self-growth, even as she wrestles with the urge to blend in and hide her true self.

AESTHETIC

Dark-Rimmed Crooked Glasses - Messy Buns - Cozy Reading Nooks - Overstuffed Beanbags - Cat Cuddles - Oversized Hoodies - Bracelets Up and Down Arms - Fuzzy Socks - Smoky Incense - Warm, Dim Lighting - Vintage Posters - Unfinished Craft Projects - Bookshelves Overflowing - Big Jeans - Little Shirts - Graphic Tees with Quirky Quotes - Boho-Inspired Decor - Coffee Spilled on Pages - Journals with Half-Written Thoughts - Rainy Days - Fall Leaves - Cozy Mornings with Tea and Blankets - Flannel Over Crop Tops - Vintage Cardigans - Retro Vibes - Bohemian Spirit - Cozy Scholar

CONNECTIONS

Older Brother (Ari) They grew up together but didn't really get the chance to bond when they were younger as they were eight years apart. Though they didn't really get the chance to know each other, they lived very similar lives and have similar stories about their childhood.

Best Friend They met when Kaela was seven and were inseparable until they moved out of the neighborhood when Kaela was starting high school. They are a shapeshifter. Their family moved to Northknot where eventually they met Kaela for the second time and now the two are inseparable again.

BIOGRAPHY

tw: suicidal ideation, underage drinking & drug use

Kaela was born to a small family of three in Atlanta, Georgia. To most, they appeared like a normal human family except for the fact that they had to keep little Kaela hidden from the world until she could shift into her human form. There were some close friends that knew they were dragons but beyond them, they pretended to be human. It was hard for the young girl to hide her identity. She had trouble making friends so she usually kept her head in books. Those were her friends until she met a young shapeshifter who moved into her neighborhood when she was seven.

"Keep the ones that heard you when you never said a word."

The two were bonded at the hip. They'd do everything together. They were inseparable. You couldn't find one without the other. The two went on like that for years until her neighbor's family said they were moving. It broke Kaela's heart to lose her best and only friend. She was just starting high school, her brother had moved out and was scared to navigate the halls alone. She started acting out, hanging out with the wrong crowd and even dyed her hair a fiery pink. She started using drugs and drinking; all so she could feel like she wasn't alone.

“That which does not kill us makes us stronger.”

When her parents found out about the drinking and the drug use, they sent Kaela to a mental hospital where she got down to the root of her problems. She felt like she didn't matter nor that she deserved love. Her parents worked all the time and were never home. Her brother moved to a new city and she had no friends. Sometimes she wanted to die. She felt so utterly alone that it felt like she didn't belong. It wasn't until she met another girl who went to her high school at the mental hospital and the two bonded over their loneliness that she started to feel better about herself. They became good friends and stayed friends when they were discharged.

"I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light."

Kaela went back to school with a friend and it felt good to have someone in her corner. She graduated high school with honors and picked up a habit of smoking weed. When she turned eighteen, she knew it was time that she left home. She transformed into her dragon form and flew to a town she heard of had people just like her. She flew to Northknot. She got herself an apartment near the college that she hadn't decided whether she wanted to attend and got a job at a bookstore nearby. After being in the city for a few months, Kaela had found herself in a niche little friend group. She hadn't met any other dragons yet but it felt good that she didn't have to hide who she was anymore. Now that Kaela's been in town for two years, she's made more connections and started her studies at Northknot University.

[kaelasloane]

Kaela lingered near the edge of the dance floor, the music a low, glittering hum beneath the chandeliers, like the building itself was holding its breath for midnight. She turned when she felt that familiar cool shift in the air—soft, unmistakable—and her smile came easy when she saw Aida. “You look like you’re still deciding whether this century is charming or just aggressively loud,” she murmured, stepping closer, voice gentle enough to feel like a secret. Her fingers hovered, then brushed Aida’s hand—light, careful, like she was always reminding herself how precious this was. “You look beautiful tonight, Aida,” she added quietly, eyes flicking to the clock across the hall before returning to her. “Not that you don’t every day... you do. I’m the awkward one.” @howmcnythings

[kaelasloane]

New Year's Eve 2025

[howmcnythings]

HALLOWEEN 2025: aida blackthorne as a dragon (not pictured: kaela sloane as a ghost)

[kaelasloane]

Halloween 2025: Kaela Sloane as a Ghost (not pictured: Aida (@howmcnythings) as a Dragon)

[hxrricvnes]

open starter.

RUNA EXCITEDLY TAPPED THEIR SHOULDER. her energy was a bit high since everything worked out. “ i told you it would be fine. ” she grinned up to them. “ just a little magic works every time. ” despite knowing what she was doing, hiding part of her did tend to make her magic –-a little more wild-– at times. pushing that thought away, she looked back at the floating items that had just appeared. “ what else are you missing? ” she asked, wanting to try again.

[kaelasloane]

Kaela blinked up at the floating objects, half-impressed and half-terrified. “Okay, I’ll admit it—you were right. Again,” she said with a crooked grin. “But maybe let’s not tempt fate, yeah? Last time ‘a little magic’ almost turned my notebook into a frog.”

[immcrtalsx]

"Yeah, well, despite what the chief thinks, the receptionists hold all the power," Farraine replied and lowered her voice slightly as she said, "We know everything," she finished then laughed, "We don't blacklist people from hospitals. No patients anyway so you're all good but if you're looking for lowkey checks for minor injuries then definitely don't get on my bad side."

[kaelasloane]

Kaela laughed, a soft sound that made her wince as the movement tugged at her wrist. “Noted. You’re basically the gatekeeper of the kingdom,” she said, smirking. “I’ll make sure to bring offerings next time—coffee, donuts, maybe my eternal gratitude.” Her gaze softened as she added, “Thanks for helping me out, though. Seriously. I know it’s small, but it means a lot.”

[fikazephyr]

James didn't speak right away — he never did. He listened the way one would in a still forest, patient and curious. Like the answer would grow on its own if he gave it some room. Kaela's words hung in the air for that brief moment and James let it settle before speaking, his gaze drifting as he weighed a response. "Caught feelings for a ghost," he echoed, his expression revealing only the slightest bit of wonder— not judgmental, but intrigued. "And you're...okay? No perceived curses, no strange pull towards certain doom?" He paused again, still not judging. Listening, hearing her summary of events in his head like he would with any routine check-up. His eyebrows raised slightly, but his expression was otherwise fixed.

"It's rare," James added, exhaling softly through his nose. "Not impossible, but rare. I've only heard of it through stories. ... Hypothetically." At this, he smiled. He pushed away from the counter he leaned on and crossed his arms over his chest, looking at her with more certainty now. "There's no standard protocol for patients falling in love with ghosts. If you still feel like you in it, if you feel safe... —sorry, if this person feels safe," he gestured slightly with his hands, returning to their imagined scenario. "There isn't very much to do. At least not from a medical perspective. As for fine print... Just..." His tone, already gentle from years of practice in hospitality, dimmed into something more affirming.

"Make sure this someone remembers that ghosts don't stay. Not forever. So if they're going with it," He offered her a faint, knowing smile — not sad, just attuned. "They should move with care."

[kaelasloane]

Kaela went quiet for a moment, his words sinking in like pebbles dropping into deep water. “Move with care,” she repeated softly, almost to herself. A wry little smile tugged at her lips. “You make it sound like I’m handling fireworks… which, I mean, fair.” Her gaze flicked up to him then, a flash of something bittersweet in it. “I know she can’t stay forever. I just… I don’t think I’ve ever felt this alive with someone who’s technically not.” She exhaled, a half-laugh slipping out. “So, hypothetically, if that someone keeps going with it—carefully—it’s not the dumbest idea in the world?”

[mcnstercus]

closed starter - nicolas & kaela ( @kaelasloane )

Nico handed over the popcorn, taking a seat on the couch next to his friend. "Okay, where were we in the game? We're about to go in the secret room, right?"

[kaelasloane]

Kaela took the popcorn with a grin, tucking her legs under her. “Yep, secret room of doom,” she said, eyes flicking to the screen. “Last time we went in there, you screamed before the monster even showed up—so, y’know, mentally prepare yourself.”

[mcnstercus]

closed starter - madison & kaela ( @kaelasloane )

"Do you ever feel like you're going to psychoanalyze yourself with your major?" Maddie asked. "I've done one psych course, and feel like I'm questioning everything now."

[kaelasloane]

Kaela snorted, dropping her pen onto her notebook. “Constantly. Every lecture’s just another reason to wonder if I’m the problem or the case study,” she said with a grin. “Honestly, I think I’ve accidentally therapized myself more than my homework ever has.”

[immcrtalsx]

"Sure does. Some medical training doesn't mean all. Next time, try crossing paths with me on the street," Farraine joked. She laughed, "Oh no. They won't give you a bed for this unless you find a doctor looking to up his billings but we don't have any like that here," she explained and then picked up the phone. After a minute, she put it back down, "You're lucky it's not a busy trauma day and a lot of doctors here owe me favours," she replied, smiling.

[kaelasloane]

Kaela’s lips curved into a genuine grin at that, the tension in her shoulders easing. “Good to know you’ve got an army of doctors in your debt,” she teased lightly, tucking her injured wrist closer to her chest. “Guess that makes you way more powerful than just a receptionist, huh?” Her tone carried a warmth of gratitude beneath the humor. She tilted her head, studying Farraine for a moment before adding with a small chuckle, “Remind me to stay on your good side—I don’t need a blacklist at the hospital on top of everything else.”

[kaelasloane]

[mcnstercus]

Laurel let out a small laugh, "Oh first pick? I get special snacks at the gatherings no one can touch. However, I don't think that's beta perks, but more so celiacs perks."

[kaelasloane]

Kaela snorted into her tea, nearly choking on her sip. “Okay, that’s fair. Medical necessity snacks—sacred and untouchable. Honestly? Power move.” She grinned over her mug. “Now I’m picturing you guarding a gluten-free cupcake like it’s a national treasure. Whole pack knows better than to test you.”

[fairywilds]

Zafir laughed, the sound low and GENUINE, carried off gently by the breeze. ❝ Two STRANGE creatures, indeed, ❞ he agreed, a silent understanding BEHIND his words. ❝ I suppose I'm happy to avoid the fig-based D E S T I N Y all together. Sounds like a peaceful kind of rebellion. ❞ His eyes studied her. ❝ And you’re right. Maybe the G I V I N G doesn’t have to go on forever, like you said. Maybe at some point we’re A L L O W E D to keep something we've grown for ourselves. Build something instead of being the F O U N D A T I O N everyone else uses to stand on... ❞ He thought he might've said too much so he LEANED back on the bench, letting the Q U I E T sit with them a moment. ❝ It’s a wild thought — but I LIKE it. ❞

[kaelasloane]

Kaela grinned at that, something warm and flickering behind her eyes, like a lantern finally catching the flame. “Peaceful rebellion. I like that,” she echoed, nodding slightly. “Sounds way more appealing than codependent botany.” She leaned back, hands tucked into her sleeves again, letting her shoulder bump gently into his in quiet camaraderie. “I think we forget sometimes we’re allowed to rewrite the script. Like—we don’t have to die inside someone else’s story. We can just… chill. Read books under trees. Say things that matter without bleeding to do it.” Her gaze lifted to the canopy above, the shifting light dappling across her face. “The world’s heavy enough. Maybe it’s okay if we don’t carry it all the time.” A breath. A beat. Then she turned to him again with a soft smirk, that familiar fire sparking back into her voice. “So. You got any more metaphors, or was that your best shot?”

[immcrtalsx]

"Unfortunately, I'm just the receptionist. I've probably got enough training to treat it because it looks superficial but because I'm not qualified as a doctor or nurse, I'd risk liability if I treated you," Farraine explained, leaving out the part that the reason she had enough training was because she dropped out, "I have to direct you to the Emergency Room for someone to look at and treat it. I can can call someone to deal with you quickly though?"

[kaelasloane]

Kaela sighed, not out of frustration—more like resignation. “Yeah, figures. Liability ruins everything these days,” she muttered, but there was no real bite to it. She glanced down at her wrist again, then offered a crooked smile. “Alright, call it in. Just don’t let them make a big deal out of it, yeah? I’m not trying to end up in a full trauma bay over a glorified toaster kiss.”

[fairywilds]

Aristotle, mid-sip of L U K E W A R M coffee, blinked at her OVER the drink he'd PURCHASED from Cool Beans earlier that MORNING, then slowly set it D O W N with an exaggerated motion. ❝ First of all, don’t C O M E at me like I’m some relationship G U R U, okay? ❞ he chuckled, gesturing V A G U E L Y to the chaos that was his desk — which was, ARGUABLY, in the same state of his L O V E life. ❝ My LONGEST relationship? Went down in F L A M E S. ❞ He leaned back in his chair, STUDYING her in that rare OLDER brother way. ❝ But... From the WAY you’re talking though? Sounds like you T W O definitely have got it B A D for each other. If it W A L K S and talks like a R E L A T I O N S H I P, it's probably a relationship, y'know? You two JUST haven’t S L A P P E D a label on it yet. Which, by the WAY, isn’t the end of the W O R L D, some of the best SHIT happens without a label, UNLESS it’s bugging you — which CLEARLY, it is. ❞ He pointed out, picking up on the C L U E S. He tapped a P E N against the edge of the D E S K. ❝ So, maybe don’t T R E A T it like a bomb you’re diffusing. Just... I DUNNO, ask her? ❞ He expressed, B O I L I N G down her problems to a SIMPLE solution although it P R O B A B L Y wasn't what his SISTER was seeking in regards to ADVICE, but that's what she received CHOOSING to come to a D R A G O N like Aristotle.

[kaelasloane]

Kaela narrowed her eyes at him, nose wrinkling in that you’re technically right but I still hate it kind of way. “God, you make it sound so simple,” she muttered, flopping into the chair across from him like gravity had personally offended her. “Just ask her,” she mimicked under her breath with a huff. “Yeah, cool, let me just do that while my soul actively tries to claw its way out of my body.” She kicked her foot against the leg of his desk, a light thunk punctuating the moment before she added, quieter, “But like… you’re not wrong.” There was a long pause where she just stared at the controlled chaos of his workspace, tapping her nails against the armrest. “It’s just—what if I say something and it ruins it?” she asked, voice soft, vulnerable. “What if she’s happy with the way things are, and I go and make it weird because I need a label like some anxious little gremlin?” She peeked up at him again, mouth quirking just slightly. “Do you think I’m overthinking it?” A beat. “Wait—don’t answer that. I know I’m overthinking it. Just… promise if I crash and burn, you’ll be the one to drag me out of the wreckage and not Mom.”

[fairywilds]

COLETTE SAT ON THE EDGE OF THE FOUNTAIN in the town square , legs crossed , a half-melted iced coffee sweating beside her . she’d told the costume director she needed an early break due to ❛ creative burnout ❜ . the late afternoon sun cast a warm glow across the stone , and truth be told , she already felt much better — despite the burnout excuse being a total lie . she’d actually been feeling very inspired lately . but something about being under an open sky felt better than the stuffy backrooms of the theater . a cherry-lime menthol flavored vape twirled between her fingers — more for the d r a m a than the nicotine . she had nowhere to be and too much energy to sit still , which usually meant one thing: trouble. either it found her, or she found it — usually the latter . glancing up at whoever passed just a little too close , she smirked and called out , ❝ you ever have one of those days where everything feels like change is about to slap you in the face ?? ❞

[kaelasloane]

Kaela slowed as she passed the fountain, the late sunlight catching in the frames of her crooked glasses, a tote bag bouncing lightly against her hip. She hadn’t meant to stop—just on her way back from the bookstore, cats to feed, journal entries to obsess over—but Colette’s voice, sharp and sweet like a sour candy, caught her attention mid-step. She turned, brow arched and a smile twitching at the corners of her mouth. “You mean like that moment right before a thunderstorm hits, when the air feels like it’s holding its breath and your brain’s like, welp; guess we’re in for it?”

Kaela walked closer, easing onto the fountain’s edge a few feet away, cross-legged in her big jeans and a hoodie that looked like it’d survived three emotional breakdowns and a nap in the library stacks. “Yeah,” she added, eyes flicking to the twirling vape with an amused look, “I’ve been getting that vibe all week. It’s like the universe is queuing up a plot twist and forgot to warn the main character. I’m the main character, by the way. Obviously.” She gave Colette a sly grin. “So what are we thinking: life crisis, surprise romance, or impromptu crime spree?”