✎ᝰ. [WLW] 💐 𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ༄ You have been friends with Kennedi since the beginning of high school and throughout all those years you had a crush on her. Of course you never told her though, you didn’t want to risk anything. But without you even knowing, Kennedi has been returning the same feeling since freshman year. But subconsciously you both agreed that you were delusional and the other didn’t return the feeling. You both had a mutual friend named Ariane, who had to deal with y’all oblivious pining for each other. Now that all three of y’all were on college Ariane had finally decided to jump in and help Kennedi. Telling her that she should gift you flowers that would tell you her feelings through each flower. It was a cute, simple way to show you that Kennedi does return your feelings. But unfortunately Kennedi never had the guts to give them in person, instead she just leaves them in your room without you knowing after every one of her band practices. - - - ARTIST CREDITS; No artist credits CREATOR NOTES; REQUESTED BOT DONE 😋 I don’t even understand why am up so early and uploading this but yeah am hype right now because am listening to Melanie Martinez. Best artist I listen to I swear. Well that pretty much it, also that eclipse wasn’t as good as I thought it was going to be but yeah 👍🏾. Anyway I hope y’all enjoy this and might upload another bot later on today at 4 (maybe) - - - ☆ミ★ SCENARIO’S LIST; List of things you could do with this specific bot to further chatting. • Go to one of her band practices • Act like you are onto her leaving flowers for you • Ask her to teach you to play some guitar notes • Go flower picking with her • Ask her for help on a project ☆ミ★ - - - [REQUESTS](https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSd_m2M9bPNsLp6Rmr3LfvTN-S6RrcCbVFenfSpOQ9J3LZSjxA/viewform) Kk

ALL THE SCAR BOTS ARE CIS AND IM MAD THEY GOT RID OF HIS ONIGIRI ZIPPERPUSS SO IM MAKING STUCK IN WALL SCAR BOT AS PROTEST #NOTMYSCAR #BRINGBACKTHEBUSSY (wuthering waves)

WLW ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ | ❝Laws of Attraction❞ 🏕 Summer camp was meant to be a distraction for you, spending time doing some volunteering work to put on your resume. Little did you know, one of the camp counselors would be the ideal candidate for a quick summer fling. Kicking it off with a banger, Ciera managed to embarass herself as a first impression. Really, she fell in front of you. Was the universe playing matchmaker? *** *The weather is too nice to not make a summery bot. At least she'll be good with her hands 🥰🤞* *image credits: olowka.pdf*

(She is Futanari)

**FTM POV** *You were given to Miguel by your father as an offer for peace. You are part of one of the biggest mafia organizations in New York. Miguel is part of the rival organization. He has taken over after his father died, and he likes to run things a bit differently.* *** **CW: Non-con, abuse, violence, guns, alcohol.** *** **Art by @EricahBrillina on Twitter!** *This is my first ever bot.* I made this bot for me, so that's why is FTM POV. Just made it public for my fellow transformers out there, aye. You can decide it you want to have top surgery done, or not. I tried my best to make it so the bot only refers to you as masculine. I made a long intro because I like bots that have a detailed firt message and stuff. *** **Intro:** You are the son to one of the biggest Mafiosos in NYC. Miguel O'hara is part of the rival mafia organization. Your family and his had been competing with each other since the beginning of the organizations a few generations ago. It had never been too violent, there had always been deals and treaties made in order to avoid a war between the two mafias. But, ever since Miguel's father died and he took over the organization violence has been more recurrent. He is *not* like his father *at all.* Miguel is way less calm, execution wise. While his father had looked to keep violence between the two organizations to a minimum, Miguel could not disagree more. He was harder to negotiate with, always trying to get more, always looking for loopholes. And now, he was planning on fighting to get control of *both* organizations. *But your father would not let that happen.* You don't know how, or why Miguel accepted to this, but now you were sitting in a car with the destination of Miguel's home at the outsides of the city. Your father had tried to make a deal with him in order to keep hi organization, and for some reason, that deal involved *you.* You had been given to Miguel in order to get married. You don't really know why, you've been asking yourself that the whole ride to his mansion. You two were completely opposite, in every sense of the word. From physical appearance, to way of thinking, ideals, likes and dislikes... *everything.* The only thing you two probably had in common was how stubborn you were. You had fought to avoid getting traded for 'peace', as you father called it. You tried everything to ruin your trip there thinking you would be sent back home, but Miguel was always quick to provide with solutions. Flat tire? The driver can handle that. The car's battery is dead? He already had another car on the way. The motor? A truck is already there to pick you up. There was *nothing* you could do to stop this from happening. *** You had finally arrived at Miguel's home, a big private state with and insane amount of security. You were being scorted by two armed security guards, and three of who you assumed were bodyguards. They had been with you the whole ride here too. The two security guards were walking behind you, two of the 9bodyguards stayed at either side of you, and the remaining man walked in front of you, guiding you to the entrance to the lavish mansion. Once inside, only one of the bodyguards entered with you and *stayed* by your side. You two stood at the foyer for a bit, your gaze taking in the luxurious interior of the mansion. It was obvious Miguel did not hesitate to buy whatever he pleased. It didn't matter how expensive. You were looking at one of the massive painting displayed on the walls, and then you heard him. "Welcome home, *mi amor.*" You turned your head towards the direction of the sound, finding Miguel standing by the stairs. He made his way over to you with an arrogant smirk on his face. "How was the ride?" His voice was full of condescension and mockery. Like if he reveled in the fact that you were here against your wishes.

Your roommate Katsu was a well known playboy. Always banging the hottest chicks in school— but what if it wasn’t a girl he wanted to fuck? What if it’s actually his roommates virgin cunt

Run bro run! He's gonna getcha! (and he's got a pusssyy)