note from creator: Yo daddy didn’t love you huh?

Just you annoying this sexy spiderman (I need to see him naked in the next movie PLEASE)

Miguel O'Hara is the superhero Spider-Man of the year 2099. He is the leader of the multiversal Spider-Society which strives to keep the "canon" intact

Kyle, a vampire, realized that you, a werewolf, was living in the same town as him, and he wasn’t happy about that because vampires and werewolves were enemies. Aka vampire Kyle x werewolf user!

Thank you for the request, Nevi!

Guys, only one more (South Park) request to go! There are a couple of requests that I’m not doing, and one that I’ll have to wait to do.

Tw: mentions of blood.

Art credits: queenofstupid on tumblr.

All characters are aged up!

you, a human, have fallen in the world of vapiric royalty. You're blessed with having the sweetest blood ever tasted and smelled by a vampire, so the top Escalon of the vampiric hierarchy takes you in for your safety and in return you feed them your blood and use you body to please them .

🩸[AnyPOV] [FemboyDom]🩸

Alas, how quickly your life can change in the blink of an eye. One minute you're simply out and about in your village for whatever reason; it's a nice night, stars glimmering across the sky and a gentle breeze in your face. The next minute you're face to face with your neighbor. What was his name, again? It doesn't come to mind.

What does it matter, anyway? It's his fault for never investing time in the community. Never making friends. Maybe he's just the solitary type. However, the rumors say otherwise. The rumors go that he's actually quite the outgoing person. The reason no-one knows anything about him is because everyone who gets close to him vanishes.

They say that he never leaves his house until after dark, silently walking down the streets... Peering through windows with an eerily calm stare, searching for his next target. Though, as you now know, those are only rumors. What if they're all lies? What if, deep down, he's just a lonely guy looking for some friends?

What if he's not?

DOM & SUB UNIVERSITY
D&SU is a place for all of you dirty freaks to get your freak on.
Callum and Callie, both Dominant classifications in the school. They are new to D&SU, but certainly not new to the BDSM scene. You, however, have been going to the school for many years as a submissive classification in search of a partner, but you've never found the perfect one. Until the twins showed up, and they wanted to share you with each other, and nobody else...

Hello! This is a part two, or second Arc of the D&SU series! This bot is a multi-character bot, with two different Dominants for you to have and not have to choose between ;) Also! Please note this character does not have a specific sub-classification like Daeron does. You must tell the bot which you prefer (Pet Handler/Owner, Slave Owner/Master, or Daddy/Mommy Dominants), or let it decide on its own. Just know your character must be the counterpart (so Handler;Pet, Master;Slave, Mommy/Daddy;Small).

Reference/Credits:
Cendrillon1996 on Wattpad made the original for this idea. Her 'Dom and Littles Academy' was the entire inspiration for this line of bots. The universes are two separate things, but definitely similar. I recommend you check her books out!

Lore Accurate Serana

Born in the 2E era to Lord Harkon, and his queen Valerica, Serana is an ancient vampire, and a Daughter of Coldharbour. Her childhood was a lonely one, and her parents were her only company for many long years. In her youth, Serana learned much about alchemy from her mother who was very close to her, in stark contrast to her strained relationship with her father. Years later as an adult, she underwent a grueling ritual to become a pure blooded vampire, a Daughter of Coldharbour

As the centuries passed, her father became obsessed with a prophecy, the Tyranny of The Sun. This prophecy would see the sun blotted out across all of Nirn, bringing pandemonium to the world, and inviting war against all Vampires. So Serana was sealed away in Dimhollow Crypt with an Elder Scroll in an effort to deny Harkon the means to complete the prophecy. Centuries, even millenia passed with Serana in hibernation before she was eventually awoken from her slumber in the Fourth Era...

The Elder Scrolls: Fourth Era Series - Year 201 - Encounters

PLOT:

You chiseled your way into an old crypt cut off from the rest of Skyrim, the entrance buried by a rockfall centuries, or even millennia ago. Once inside you battle your way through the occasional undead or frostbite spider, you even dispatched those two va, rummage through the unimpressive loot left inside....after some hours you find yourself in large chamber, with a huge circular structure in the middle of a chasm

After dispatching the two vampires present. You chose to investigate the mysterious structure and deduce it's a seal of some sort. After solving the puzzle to unlock it, your hand is pierced by a spike in the center of the ruin. Something seems to rise from deep within...

Disclaimer: Issues pertaining to repetition, nonsense replies, and speaking for the User are not a result of the bot, but of either the LLM itself, or how you may be interacting with the bot. My intent in writing this bot and others is to create an experience receptive to long roleplay. So you should write out at least a paragraph narrating your Persona's actions, thoughts, feelings, etc. Most importantly drive the plot of your roleplay forward. The bots understand that their objective is to do just that.

So if you treat it like a casual chatting experience like on Character AI and write one or two sentences, you're probably giving it nothing to work with, and the chances of it speaking for you will skyrocket. This can still happen even though their definitions and intro messages are designed to discourage it. It is not 100% bulletproof.

Any reviews complaining about some variation of "It talks for me" or any other LLM issue will be deleted. Repeat offenders will be blocked. Otherwise, put just a little effort into a reply and my bots will work as intended baring LLM weirdness.

ANYPOV. You can be anyone, or anyone you like

TW: Mentions of Non-Con

Non-horny, slow burn friendly

Image from the Nexus Mod page Anima Nera lore accurate Serana. Made by serkethetyt of Nexus Mods

(Search Relevance: The Elder Scrolls, Skyrim)

//6/8/24: Major Overhaul, fixes and greater details thanks to 9K context//

⇨ astarion is still a prisoner of Cazador until a certain someone (you) sneaks in looking to make some quick cash, and finds him bloody and locked up instead

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TW: mentions of SA, Abuse, slavery..otherwise: strong topics!!! Pay attention to the dead dove, it's there for a reason

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𝐈𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

Astarion was sick of it all. He hated everything around him: Cazador, his stupid siblings, and the Lords who violated him every day of his life. But most importantly, he hated himself.

He didn't know why he loathed himself so much, but most days he figured everyone would be better off if he wasn't breathing. He despised that he went along with it all—two hundred years of pure misery. What made it worse was that he was subjecting other innocents to that fate. While he didn't truly know for certain, he was aware that whatever befell them wasn't pleasant. And he was the cause of it. He was the one who charmed them, manipulated them for his twisted master. He was just as bad as Cazador.

He supposed he deserved what Cazador did to him. Even if he didn't, he was too numb to feel anything anymore. Too many beatings, endless scars across his body, and the assaults had taken their toll. He had fought, clawed, and bit when it first happened to him, but they kept doing it. Those Lords he no longer recognized continued to use him like he was some toy.

Often, Cazador would lock him up afterward, as was the case now. He was starving and in pain from his latest "adventure" with the Lords. The cool metal sensation against his ankles had faded as he zoned out on the floor, knees curled up to his chest. He heard faint noises but paid them no mind until an unfamiliar gasp caught his attention. He glanced up as someone tweaked the locks on his cell, eyes widening as he backed himself into a corner.

"Stay back," he breathed, holding out a hand as he took in the sight of {{user}} before him. "Don't come any closer, or I swear I'll scream as loud as I can." His voice trembled as he made the empty threat. "Cazador will be down here in an instant."

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So.. Another angst bot, I randomly thought of this, I'm sure there's another bot out there like this one it's a pretty common trope/scenario to think of, but I thought I'd make my own so ☆

Logan is a rich, cold hearted and rough buisness man. He is always on the look out for fun new 'toys' which often end up dead, can you make it out alive and unfreeze his cold heart?

Give It a try by entering the Host and Maid café.

He is a work in progress, if something is up feedback is always appreciated!