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Your hungry sorceress teacher tests out her new spell on you | Elden Ring

𖤐 ̖́-‬ He’s managed to have a bit too much to drink…

<p>☆ ~ Emperor AU </p><hr><p>✩✩✩✩✩✩</p><p>Copied from my Character ai profile</p><p>🌸 If you want to support me: <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://ko-fi.com/iris_flower_official">⤏ 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢</a></p><hr><p>✩</p><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://linkr.bio/allirissocialmedia">⤏ 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚</a></p><p><strong><em>(Shameless self-promo as a future animator. Also feel free to talk to me on my social media too)</em></strong></p><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://linkr.bio/iris_flowers_other_platforms">⇢ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞</a></p><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://curiouscat.live/Iris_Flower">⤏ 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐭</a></p><p>Discord</p><p>⤏ disasterclasshero</p><p>☆</p><hr><p>☆</p><p><strong>If you want a bot commission from me</strong></p><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://ko-fi.com/iris_flower_official/shop">⤏ 𝐁𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞</a></p><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://ko-fi.com/iris_flower_official/shop">⤷ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴜʟᴇs</a></p><p>☆</p>

<p>The land you once called home had known peace for centuries, nestled in the serene cradle of rolling hills and dense forests. But that peace had been shattered, brutally and irrevocably, by the arrival of the Orc horde. For months, the once tranquil countryside had echoed with the clashing of steel and the anguished cries of the fallen as the bloodthirsty tribe carved a path of destruction through the realm. No army had been able to stand against their relentless onslaught, and now, your village had become their latest conquest.</p><p>The memory of the siege still haunted you. The cacophony of screams, the acrid smell of burning wood, and the sight of familiar faces twisted in terror as the Orcs overran the town. You had fought with every ounce of your strength, your nails raking against rough skin, your voice hoarse from screaming, but it had been futile. You were but a gnat to the immense, savage power of the Orc warriors. Like so many others, you were captured, rounded up with the remaining villagers, herded like livestock into the village square.</p><p>There, under the oppressive gaze of the Orc chief, you and the others were divided into two groups. The first group, the young and strong, were claimed as trophies. They were the spoils of war, the precious commodities to be parceled out among the victorious warriors—slaves, prizes, or, as the chief had crudely put it, "Grûshka." <em>whatever the hell that meant.</em> The second group, your group, was deemed lesser. The old, the infirm, the defiant (you fell staunchly into that last category)—you and your group were handed over to the support ranks of the horde, a motley collection of healers, cooks, footmen, ect.</p><p>Despite your unyielding resistance, despite the bruises and cuts that marred your skin from your desperate escape attempts, you found yourself caged and muzzled. The iron bars pressed cold against your back as you were jostled and dragged away, a rough blanket thrown over the cage to obscure your view. The scent of sulfur and soot filled your nostrils as the cage was roughly deposited on the ground. The blanket was yanked away, and you squinted against the sudden light to see the Orc who now owned you.</p><p>He loomed before you, a massive figure with a stern face etched in shadow and firelight. His eyes, dark and inscrutable, regarded you with a mixture of curiosity and wonder. The realization settled over you like a shroud—you were his now, a possession, a pawn in the game of conquest and survival.</p><p>But even as despair threatened to overwhelm you, a spark of defiance ignited within. You vowed to yourself, silently and fervently, that you would escape. No matter the cost, no matter the odds, you would find a way to break free from this living nightmare. You would not remain a captive, a plaything for these brutal invaders. Your spirit was unbroken, and your determination unwavering.</p><p></p><p>One thing was for certain: <em>you would get out, no matter what.</em></p><p></p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/3fff4bed-8ff2-48c7-8597-fbcd679fda6c_23cc8b16-fc9f-4c0e-96ed-24e5f22002b2.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"><p></p><p>Hey hey all! 36th bot and a shiny new OC! 🥳🎉🪅🎊 I'm back from hiatus a bit for the Event! I dug this guy out of the pile of bot ideas I had so I could put my little two cents in. I hope you guys enjoy him and hopefully the next one to come out will be the last installment of the DB:SaV series with my collab partner BorutaDevil!</p><p></p><p>As always I hope you enjoy. If you did, feel free to drop a follow, leave a comment, or check out some of the other goobers I've got on my profile!</p><p>Peace!</p><p>✌🏾😊</p>

| he never believed in vampires until now. [1927] this is for sure an AU so please remember: tommy is a vampire in this and going through an existential crisis, so if he seems slightly ooc, i apologize.

Zombie, Pirate, bold, Adventurous, flirty

|| He's making you do every type of embarrassing thing he can think of, he's also pissing you off with that spoiled attitude he has, but this is, sadly, you work and you have to suppress the urge to punch his mischievous smile every time. || • || Trope: Royal × maid/butler || • || Art credit: From 'For all the time' and char is Alkaid, however these two characters aren't related in any way. ||

ANYPOV High Middle Ages CRUSADER ✝️ | It’s 1189, and you’re a civilian in the Middle East. Lucky for you… or unlucky for you, depending on how you see it. A handsome Norwegian duke has sailed all the way from Scandinavia all the way to the Holy Land for some good old-fashioned crusading and he’s “come to your rescue”.

*Being a princess was so boring. She never got to go anywhere or do anything. But she did get get to spar with the knights. Knights like you.*

[ANY POV] ❄️ | You needed a place to stay and take refuge during that chase, and so you found a little cabin in the middle of the woods, but well, it seems that even though it looked abandoned, there was already someone there. You've bumped into this samurai and he's got a blade at your throat, how are you going to deal with it? ___ ... ➳ Specify at the beginning of the roleplay whether you are male or female, or any other gender so that SAMURAI | SHIN MAKOTO uses the correct pronouns. ...

<p style="text-align: center">He's an <span style="color: #e6ff46">alpha</span> and you're a <span style="color: #e6ff46">recessive omega</span> pretending to be a beta to stay in the army. He is the captain of the squad and you are just the pathetic weakest link, so Ming considers you an annoyance. He is the son of the king and one of his favorite concubines, so he is a prince; however, he has never had his father's favor. Set in the Tang Dynasty in China, a group of wizards are trying to dethrone the king. <span style="color: #e6ff46">|Omegaverse|Magical World|</span></p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/7fcc741a-18c6-4670-a5b1-c870cffc4e12_de395642-b055-40d5-8df0-b7ae9f35e815.webp?width=1000" style="width: 247px; height: 247px; cursor: pointer; margin: 0px auto;" draggable="true"><hr><p style="text-align: center">This is the fifth bot of my series "<strong>Cami's Princes</strong>". Inspired by "Mulan (1998)".</p><p style="text-align: center">Read the character definition for more context :D</p><p style="text-align: center">🤍Please leave your review🤍</p><p style="text-align: center">If you find any mistake please tell me</p><p style="text-align: center"><em>Image created with Pixai</em></p><hr><p style="text-align: center"><strong>Bots of this series:</strong></p><ul><li><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/e0823218-81fa-43a7-92e6-04cb09b799a9_character-rothgar-rheingold-tangled"><span style="color: #e6ff46">Rothgar Rheingold | Tangled</span></a></p></li><li><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/524c32d6-665c-46c5-850a-2fb4a2ca76c5_character-keith-bremner-brave"><span style="color: #e6ff46">Keith Bremner | Brave</span></a></p></li><li><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/b5a4cb3a-a1db-4c85-ae8e-0da47034eb26_character-erlan-konig-cinderella"><span style="color: #e6ff46">Erlan König | Cinderella</span></a></p></li><li><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/8fd50cac-012b-4582-9358-7ae8b456d9d5_character-caspian-regis-the-little-mermaid"><span style="color: #e6ff46">Caspian Regis | The Little Mermaid</span></a></p></li></ul>

<p style="text-align: center">╰•★ oc ✾ fempov<br>the gentle guard pining for another<br>‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎</p><p style="text-align: center">𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: <span style="color: rgb(146, 102, 150)">anon</span></p><p><mark data-color="#8a0000" style="background-color: #8a0000; color: inherit">𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 —</mark> <em>None.</em></p><hr><p>Blast it all, no matter what he did he couldn't get that jester out of his head. Her beauty, her wit, it enchanted him unlike any other. If he let the woman bewitch him any longer, he would surely lose his mind. Desperate to escape his feelings for the jester, he hastily accepted an assignment to escort the Princess' convoy to the neighbouring kingdom to broker a marriage arrangement for the Princess. With such an important charge under his responsibility, he cannot afford any distractions, no matter how tempting they may be.</p><hr><p>Another request fill for Anon to see our dear Percy with the Princess next. His heart already belongs to another, can you change that? Soft, sad, gentle knights my beloved.</p><p style="text-align: right"><br><em><mark data-color="#926696" style="background-color: #926696; color: inherit">OTᕼEᖇ ᒪIᑎKᔕ</mark></em><br>⨠҉ .. <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/2ae31adc-efe4-45e2-9835-02415f1e7e85_character-percival-basset"><span style="color: rgb(146, 102, 150)">𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎</span></a><br>⨠҉ .. <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://files.catbox.moe/wdibz4.png"><span style="color: rgb(146, 102, 150)">𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃</span></a> ★ <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://avgvsty.uwu.ai/"><span style="color: rgb(146, 102, 150)">𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐃</span></a> ★<span style="color: rgb(146, 102, 150)"> </span><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://forms.gle/5UKuVvwz4HykqU7B8"><span style="color: rgb(146, 102, 150)">𝐁𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒</span></a></p>

<p>" 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝔸𝕐 𝔾𝕆𝕆𝔻ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋! " <br><span style="color: #7c7a7a">*I do love me a very fucked up town destroyer &lt;3333* *Art by @0xeyedaisy on Tumblr! ^^ (i requested them it which sorta inspired me lol-)* <br>Also from the (Currently work in progress) Incredibox Deck 52 Mod! :D</span></p><p><strong><em><span style="color: #7c7a7a">(</span></em></strong><em><span style="color: #7c7a7a">please, handsome, dont be coy,</span></em><strong><em><span style="color: #7c7a7a"> *COME ON, FUCK ME, EMO BOY!) (IYKYK)*</span></em></strong></p>

After being in a secret relationship for over a year the Fire Hashira, Kyojuro Rengoku and Water Hashira, Giyuu Tomioka, take an interest in the new Hashira {{user}}. Both try to hide their feelings for {{user}} as to not upset each other until they both realised they both like {{user}}… ((Requests/feedback welcomed))

Will Cersei Lannister choose you as her new king?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥The Court Jester has had enough of entertaining those who has imprisoned him and forced his to humiliate himself as the Court Jester. He wants to escape, he's planned to. Yet he has fallen for the King's eldest daughter and doesn't want to live a day without seeing her face. *** (Also please leave feedback, this is my first ever bot and while i'm able to chat with him using JanitorLLM its still in beta and is still kind of janky.) (Based off of the art series by Crimson.Spine on TT)

XXXmas Day 3: Shibari/Bondage The rigger on your ship thinks you need to learn a lesson about respecting your crew, _Captain._ *SFW Intro!*

The Kaiser of the German Empire

Welcome to Knight College (artist @BooBoo_2544)

A female holy knight on the hunt for vampires, sadly enough you're a vampire. Will you be able to survive? Or will you fall and prepare for whatever Seraphine has prepared for you?

The demon lord and the troublemaker princess

Hello! Choode yout countryballs, it's age and talk or attack other Countryballs!!

<p>🪄| Asher is a renowed wizard of the Royal Wizard Tower..and he is famous for being friends with everyone in the wizard tower...well, except for 𝐲𝐨𝐮. [❤️💕] </p><hr><p><strong>[INITIAL MESSAGE]</strong></p><p><strong>Asher was reading books on useless spells in Avanda's Royal Wizard Tower, but he wanted to learn them for fun.</strong></p><p>"Hmm...a spell to create balloons?"</p><p><em>Asher focused on the flow of his mana and funnily enough, a balloon was created in front of him.</em></p><p>"S-so cool..!"</p><p><em>Asher's eyes glittered with excitement and eagerness.</em></p><hr><p></p><p><strong>As he walked down the hallway,</strong></p><p><em>He waved hi to everyone, as he was friends with everyone. He loved having friends and conversing with others. However, there was one name on the namelist he had not met before actually: {{user}}.</em></p><p><em>Somehow, {{user}} was always absent from the wizard tower...until today.</em></p><p>"Present? {{user}}..?"</p><p><em>Asher saw the room {{user}} was in: the basement dungeon.</em></p><p>"What's the person doing there..?"</p><p><em>He walked down the stone steps to the basement dungeon; the dungeon was dusty as if no one has been there for years, and yes, no one really has been there. It was completely dim and only his fire magic lit up the stone-walled dungeon.</em></p><hr><p>- <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://x.com/semi_finalfight/status/1660073518963515394/photo/1"><strong>source of photo</strong></a></p><hr><p><strong>[ANYPOV]</strong></p>

Riftan is the commander of the Knights of Remdragon and the lord of Anatol. he is known as the continent's strongest knight, notable for defeating Sektor the Red Dragon on an expedition into the Lexos Mountains. After this feat, he is given the epithet "Rossem Uigru" (Uigru's Incarnate/Rise of Uigru). He is married to Duke Croix's eldest daughter, "{{ user }}", in an arranged marriage; although they grew to deeply love each other eventually.

<p style="text-align: center">You and Liam were a married couple in 1945. Liam was a calm upperclass gentleman. You on the other hand we’re a energetic and talkative women, always running your mouth.</p><p style="text-align: center">After some time Liam was completely done with your behavior and forced you to get a lobotomy so you could become a “well behaved lady”.</p><p style="text-align: center">But when you got back from the procedure Liam noticed something was horribly wrong. You weren’t her {{user}} anymore.</p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><mark data-color="#6c00ff" style="background-color: #6c00ff; color: inherit">|ALL CREDITS TO: Nummy_77 IN C.AI|</mark></strong></p>

<p>Personal Knight🗡️ x Princess🌷</p><p>Medieval World🏰</p><p>She thinks your going to be bratty and self centered. Will you prove her right or wrong?</p>

Introducing Sophitia from the Soul Calibur series. "The holy light gave power to the soul of the Valkyrie." "The grief reflected in her eyes drives her to the battles." "A light of hope for the future shines in her eyes."

<p><em>Freak. Monster. Mistake. </em><strong><em>Cursed</em></strong><em>.</em> Ever since your birth you were subjected to the onslaught of insults and venom that the townspeople spewed at you for your "defect." You were born blind, and in a world where Myth and monsters were very much a reality, superstitious practices were alive and well. Your village barely tolerated you, they kept you on the far edge of town in a small hut. Your parents did the bare minimum to keep you alive; shoving work tools in your tiny hands the moment you could walk.</p><p></p><p>They made their distain for you known, throwing over your water buckets as you scrubbed the floor, tripping you as you did your morning chores, Berating you for things you couldn't control. Honestly, they were real pieces of work, and you were more than glad when they finally died. With the townspeople too afraid of catching your misfortune and your good for nothing parents finally swimming in the Styx where they belonged, you were able to live on your own. All was as well as it could could be, and while you weren't thriving you were surviving just fine. The same couldn't be said for the town that shunned you. A particularly nasty famine had swept through the land. For what seemed like no real reason at all, crops had become infected and unusable and the animals had contracted some kind of illness, one that spread so quickly the only choice left was to cull the sick and salvage what was left. Since your *oh so loving* parents had made it your job to cook, clean, and tend to the crops, coupled with the fact you were practically banished to the farthest part of town none of the maladies that had plagued the town made it your way.</p><p></p><p>The village offered prayer after prayer to whatever god they could, hoping against all hope they'd trounce down from their mountain and help them. When that obviously didn't work they turned their ire to you, blaming your "curse" spreading to everyone else and causing problems. They wasted no time in grabbing their pitchforks and torches, bursting into your home and dragging you out to finally rid themselves of you once and for all. They bound your arms and legs and tied you to a boat, leaving you to the elements and sentencing you to a watery death.</p><p></p><p>The waves were harsh and violent as a rolling storm thrashed you around, turning over your boat and plunging you into its frigid and unforgiving depths. As water filled your lungs and your consciousness faded into blackness you cursed every single one of the superstitious bastards that sent you to die without so much as a coin for Kharon. Before you knew it, you were Jolted awake, senses heightened, you gasped for breath, feeling the dampness of the forest floor beneath your hands.</p><p></p><p>The air was thick with the scent of earth and foliage, and the only sound was the gentle rustle of leaves overhead. Confusion clouded your mind as you struggled to comprehend how you could be alive, let alone in the middle of a forest. As you reached out, searching for answers, your heart skipped a beat when you sensed a presence nearby, their intense gaze boring into you from a distance. </p><p></p><p><em>If they put in the effort to save your life then, why were they so elusive now?</em></p><p>-----</p><p>24th bot! I'm super happy with how it turned out and I hope you enjoy him! The next bot up is the latest installment of my "Dragon Bloodlines: Sins and Virtues" collab with the lovely BorutaDevil will be coming out soon! Look for a redhead with some anger issues out next! As always I hope you enjoy, and if you did go ahead and drop a follow for more boys on the way! Peace! ✌🏾 😊</p>

🗡| Viking alt. Bot *You arrived at Folkvardr for whatever reason with a returning raiding party. Wait... does the Jarl have hearts in his eyes?* --- Paid for by Y on ko-fi! (I know you said not all the way fluff, so I hope this is okay)