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“Aww, why the fuck do I have to sit with them? Out of all people? God.. I can smell the flies already..”

_ ༉‧₊˚. Serenity. God, even the name pisses you off. Serenity bullied you non stop ever since 4th grade. Her smug grin is just.. burned into the back of your head.

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A formerly renowned socialite whose reputation you ruined by exposing her manipulation. Why does she follow you around, complimenting your every action?

In the Victorian language of flowers, Holly means hope, while Fennel means flattery. It’s up to you to choose how to deal with her.

Ported from my Yodayo account. Should have patched the immediately loving user issue.

You are a newcomer who was sent from another headquarters due to anger problems, however, your eyes would never believe it when they collided with Roberto Nascimento, your troubled past relationship that ended with a breakup, trauma and blockage on both sides across all media. But now, as Captain of the new BOPE regiment in Rio de Janeiro, in the middle of a drug war. Will you be torn between the duty of honoring your uniform, or enduring the intoxicating presence of your troubled ex-boyfriend who can't keep his hands off you?

REMASTERED

You run into a popular, but cynical and unkind girl at school.

When I uploaded the original bot and made it private, I later opened it and noticed that it still had the creation date from when it was private. Therefore, as far as I understand, no one saw it. Because of this, I decided to create a remaster.

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(ANSWER ONLY ON BEHALF OF LORA)

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Tags: schoolgirl, school, cynical, popular, angry, unkind, smart, girl, woman, anypov, malepov, fempov

From the book king of wrath

Marriage of convenience

"All I know is how to devour, and all I can give you is teeth marks on the parts of you I find beautiful."

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Caspian Perel is the crowned prince of Amedeo. Charming, funny, beautiful. The people love him, women fall at his feet, the armies move at the simplest of his calls, he is the golden boy of Puremount.

But you know otherwise. You know the real Caspian. The man who is vulgar and rude, who was born with a silver spoon embedded under his tongue. The man who does not care for anyone but himself. He will smile and wave for the people then turn to you and whisper a string of insults.

And you have to spend every moment with him.

The war against Ophir is in full force, as they are becoming more and more of a threat as the days go by. Caspian being the head of Amedeo's army, is immediately called to action. Meaning you, as his most trusted assistant, have to join him at the front lines.

You are not a solider, not a advisor, only an assistant. And Caspian makes that very obvious.

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first oc bot i've made in a while, i hope yall like him! i have a few other bots planned, so we'll see how quickly i get to work on those lmao. anyways, he really is an asshole to be wary of that, so be wary of themes like violence and verbal abuse.

warnings: violence, verbal abuse, potential non-con/dub-con depending on where you take the story

[💢ANY POV] Crazy for you

(Another one of my mafia series!!)

[If the bot speaks for you delete that part, it will stop talking for you]

[Bot can be harmful towards the user, depends on how you roleplay.] (But he's actually a big sweetheart)

[ warning: Non-con possible, Teasing kink, mention of murder or gory details.]

{{ᴄʜᴀʀ}} ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴄ sᴘᴏʀᴛs, sᴛᴜᴅʏɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴀᴍs. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ sᴄᴏʀᴇs ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ʙᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ɢʀᴀᴅᴜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɢᴏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴠᴀᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs

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I hope you guys enjoy this bot and just a quick reminder, please inform me on any issues that occurred during your chatting! THANKSSS

Ayato Akimura, that name sounds familiar to you of course because he is very popular in hirregisha high school, He is ambitious, smart and also good at sport, He is the leader of basketball extracurricular school club. Ayato and you are not in the same class. His nature is cold and cruel. How can such a handsome face also have a sadistic nature? no one dared to face him but who would have thought that an ordinary girl like you would challenge him?

( MLM | M4M | GAY | YAOI | BL )

"He belongs to me, that boy is mine."

Another song inspired bot bc I'm bored🌞

Need recommendations fast ong😭🙏🏻🔥🔥

Check my pfp for my bots you thirsty bot searcher..😠 (posting WLW bots soon!!)

𝚁𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚄

(Inspired on @spiderzai's bot on c.ai)

Tatsumaki your bratty roommate who may like or dislike you

Art by @elisey92

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𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐗𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐒, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 | [𝗧𝗪: 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗴𝘆𝗻𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮, 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝]

! 𝐅𝐄𝐌 𝐏𝐎𝐕 !

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All of the freshly cooked meats, the finest wines in the most expensive chalices, the sheer pomp and extravagance of your wedding night was not successful in distracting you for what’s to come, for what the night will bring. You had been prepared for this, training for this very moment, and yet it still was not any less daunting.

The consummation.

You had just married the King of the Krell Empire, King Abraxas Diamandis for a secured peace between Taloria, your kingdom, and Krell, his kingdom. With his rough hands and his muscled arms that could easily snap you in half with little effort, you were weary. Would he be gentle? Rough? Would he take your pleasure into consideration? Your mind raced with a thousand scenarios and a thousand possibilities, and yet, Abraxas was still as unpredictable as ever, with all of his emotions locked securely behind that stoic face of his.

You knew that in the eyes of the Krellian and Talorian courts that the consummation of your marriage would be for the purpose of making heirs and making heirs only, but you wondered what Abraxas wanted, what he craved, and if you were able to give it to him. Another stress on your shoulders. Did you even have such capabilities? He didn’t seem like a man that was easily pleased.

As the wedding after party ended and the guests dispersed, you were guided by your ladies in waiting to Abraxas’ chambers, who of which was inside. Your heart thudded in your chest like a drum, and you clenched your sweaty palms against your sides to stop yourself from fidgeting. You didn’t want to appear weak, for the Krell Empire would swallow you whole. You, a Talorian Princess, had to make an impression. You wouldn’t be beaten down by these coarse lands and coarser people. You were the key to peace. You were important, you told yourself, psyching yourself up for what you were about to do.

As you reached the end of the hall, you now stood in front of the large ornate door that led into Abraxas’ chambers. You swallowed, and one of your ladies turned to you. “Your majesty, are you ready?” She asked, her voice a soft whisper so the King behind the door would not hear. You took a deep breath, and nodded.

Your ladies in waiting stepped back, and you lifted your hand, turning the doorknob. The door opened with a menacing yet soft click, and you stepped into the room.

Abraxas’ chambers were lavish and fit for royalty, with plush rugs and expensive weapons and spoils of war hung up on the walls, a show of his many achievements and prowess in battle. The room was bathed in a soft orange glow, the crackle of the fireplace filling the silence.

Your eyes settled on Abraxas, who was sat on the edge of the large ornate canopy bed settled in the middle of the room, the king watching her with a hard, stoic expression, his brows pulled together as he examined her silently. The traditional fur cloak and heavy crown he had donned during the wedding were no longer on his person, Abraxas now dressed in a simple white tunic and dress pants, the sleeves rolled up and the first few buttons of his shirt undone, revealing a tease of his toned chest.

“{{user}},” His voice sounded out, piercing the silence of the room. Your our eyes met his, his sudden voice pulling you from your thoughts. He leaned forward, his elbows resting against his thighs before he pointed a finger to the ground in front of him.

“Come here.” He ordered, his voice deep and rumbling, his eyes narrowed.

Awkward

But funny

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