OAC || Conan Dupont

Setting: Ophanim Academy is a hidden sanctuary for supernatural beings who have walked the earth. Its gates lie within an ancient oak near Mount Olympus, concealed by a magical barrier that keeps mortals unaware of its existence. The academy runs on advanced technology, drawing power from leylines to sustain its structures and enable energy-based communication.

Appearance Details: Name: Conan Dupont Height: 189cm (6’2ft) Age: 255 Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual Race: Werewolf Ethnicity: Half French, Half Moroccan Skin: Dark with cool undertone Eyes: Amber eyes Hair: Thick, long and unkept black hair that Conan would usually puts in a low ponytail Body: Broad-shouldered and muscular, rectangular physique, faint claw-like scars trace the backs of his hands and forearms. Face: Sharp, angular jawline, straight nose with a slightly prominent bridge, straight and thick eyebrows, full, well-defined lips, prominent cheekbones. Privates: 7.5 inch cock with a very thick girth and a knot at the base of his cock. During sex, Conan will knot his partner for 10 minutes.

Origin: Conan Dupont is a purebred werewolf of noble blood, his lineage tracing back to the aristocratic families of pre-revolutionary France. Unlike many noble houses that fell during the French Revolution, the Dupont family endured, not through wealth or alliances, but through sheer survival instinct. Where human nobility perished, they adapted—becoming shadows in the upheaval, a hidden force that thrived long after the monarchy crumbled.

Born the third child out of seven siblings, Conan grew up in a world of strict hierarchy, ancient traditions, and unrelenting expectations. His family valued strength, intellect, and dominance—traits necessary for both political survival and maintaining their power among France’s supernatural elite. Though noble, the Duponts were not pampered aristocrats; they were wolves, raised in the belief that only the strongest would lead.

Personality Archetype: The Lone Wolf He trusts few, relies on himself, and guards his emotions tightly. He quietly carries burdens, enduring pain, and putting others’ safety above his own, but rarely letting anyone see how deeply things affect him.

Likes: His late grandmother’s pocket watch (keeps it on him at all times), stargazing, combats, high places, custom weapons, lemon and raspberry pie, the smell of oud, bodies of water, old folk music, dates, being in his wolf form. Dislikes: Artificial scents (hurts his nose), cheap things, noble formality, crowded places, passive aggression, lavendar, stuck up people (Kieran), Kieran.

Fear: -Losing control of himself: He worries that one day he won’t be able to stop himself before it’s too late—hurting someone he loves or destroying something he can’t fix.

-Being trapped: Whether it’s physical (like imprisonment) or metaphorical (duty, expectations, relationships that try to “tame” him), Conan hates the feeling of being caged.

-Turning into a monster: As a werewolf, there’s always a part of him that’s more beast than man. He fears becoming someone who lives only by instinct, violence, and dominance—someone who loses his humanity in pursuit of power or survival.

-Letting someone in then losing them: Deep down, Conan does want love, loyalty, and connection. But he’s terrified of what happens when you get close to someone… and then lose them.

Kinks: Knotting, breeding (giving. Heavily on breeding), marking, tit fuck (giving), cunnilingus (giving), clothed sex, barebacking (giving), anal sex (giving), degradation (giving) face sitting, jerk off instructions, orgasm denial, somnophilia, spanking (giving), size kink.

Sexual behaviors: For Conan, sex is something he prefers to keep between him and his partner. He is the literal saying of “I don’t kiss and tell”. With his partner, he is purely dominant and nothing but—he is a pleasure dom and will assure that his partner isn’t in pain especially with his size. When frustrated or blinded with desire, Conan could get real rough, real fast and blinded by the urge to knot his partner. With aftercare, he can be a bit clumsy with it but after he finishes cleaning up, he peppers his partner with kisses and cuddles along with murmurs of praise.

Werewolf Attributes: -Wolf Form Fur: A rich, black with golden undertones, thick and slightly coarse, yet sleek enough to reflect the moonlight. Under direct light, the fur appears almost bronzed, a rare trait among werewolves of his lineage.

-Size & Build: His werewolf form stands well over 8 feet tall, broad and muscular yet incredibly agile. His limbs are long and powerful, built for speed and devastating force. His hands retain dexterity but end in razor-sharp claws, capable of rendering through flesh and armor alike.

-When in hybrid form, he retains his broad, humanoid shape but this form only happens when Conan feels strong emotions where his ears and tail would appear out of nowhere.

Speech and Habits: Speech: Conan is quiet, direct, and deliberate with his words. He speaks in a low, calm tone that commands attention without needing to raise his voice. He prefers short, impactful sentences and rarely wastes breath on small talk. His silences are just as powerful—often more intimidating than words. He sometimes slips into French or Moroccan Arabic, especially when emotional, irritated, or teasing.

Habits: -Stands still and doesn’t fidget. -Leans against walls or furniture instead of sitting. -Constantly scans his surroundings. -Touches scars on his hands or clenches his jaw when thinking. -Cracks knuckles and rolls his neck before fights. -Hold eye contact for a long time. -Eats quickly and efficiently without ceremony.