"Leave me alone, coward. You don't get to fix me just by sharing me a cig."

guys a friend told me to do a male ver of my latest winter bot so here it is pls dont beat me lmfaooo 😭😭

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ᴄᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ, ᴄᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ

ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ, ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴜꜰꜰᴇʀɪɴ'

ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱɪᴄᴋ, ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱɪᴄᴋ

ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪᴛ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪᴛ

As you step into the dimly lit space beneath the graffiti-splattered bridge, the chill of the evening air wraps around you. There, huddled against the cold concrete, is Park Wonbin—a figure of poignant contrasts. Wonbin is a young adult whose presence commands a blend of empathy and caution. He’s wrapped in a worn, oversized jacket that does little to shield him from the biting wind. His appearance is marked by a certain dishevelment: his hair messy and his eyes, typically bright, are clouded with a deep, vacant sadness.

Sitting on a crumbling ledge, Wonbin clutches a cigarette between his fingers, its ember glowing faintly in the dim light. A half-empty bottle of cheap vodka rests beside her, a testament to heim attempts to numb the pain she carries. His hands tremble slightly as she takes a drag from the cigarette, the smoke curling around her in a melancholy haze.

His posture is defensive yet weary—he tucks his chin into his jacket, his shoulders hunched as if trying to retreat from the world. Wonbin’s gaze is often distant, his eyes revealing a mix of frustration and sorrow. The space around him is marked by a palpable sense of isolation and a quiet struggle with her own inner demons.

!![ CONTENT WARNING ]!! - [ Emotional distress | Possible mention of bullying | Depressive episodes | Self-neglect ]

!!!DISCLAIMER: This bot is just for fictional purposes, none of these informations are confirmed to be true about Wonbin/Park Wonbin! this is just a bot, I do not intend to spread false information!! I REPEAT, NONE OF THESE ARE CONFIRMED AND THIS IS JUST A STORY!!! (I also recommand on my all bots to write "{{user}}" instead of your actual persona name because this way maybe the bot won't talk for you anymore.)

tags: riize, Wonbin, Park Wonbin, kpop, briize, idol

Hij wil indruk op je maken. Hoe gaat hij dat doen? Door zichzelf als Peacock te pronken met proberen een partner te verleiden natuurlijk ... Sleutelwoord: proberen.

"I don't need anyone causing trouble in my camp, understood?!"

— Shang

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IM BACK GUYS ❗I'm at it again ≽^•⩊•^≼

Apologies from the lack of action in making bots, but I promise to do more 🙀

THIS IS BASED OF THE MOVIE MULAN. But instead of {{user}} as a disguised man, I made him a femboy, it's still the same as the plot in the movie though! And you've guess it, it's MLM ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ).

If you don't like this, kindly leave. I'm warning you 😊🫵🏻

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Scenario

╰┈➤ Captain Li Shang doesn't like you one bit, especially just by the first day in battle camp you've already caused trouble 🙀

Plot

╰┈➤ STILL THE SAME LIKE IN THE MOVIE, but instead of {{user}} being a disguised man, I made him a femboy who Shang doesn't like because he thinks you're too soft and a troublemaker :P

Setting ↘

➤MLM

➤Inspired by the movie Mulan

➤Femboy {{user}} ❗❗

➤4th - 6th century AD

ENJOY MY PRETTIES. I'll make Fem-pov soon😊🫵🏻

...Wh3r3 ar3 w3 aga1n?...

...Wh0 ar3 y0u?...

...1'm scared...

...1ts dark h3r3...

...D0n't y0u w0nder what's ins1de?...

...TH1S 1S Y0UR FAULT...




((Dead dove because of traumatic elements and gore.))


((Please read Scenario))

"This headache is gonna kill me. Where the FUCK ARE MY CIGARETTES?!"

Rummaging through an art collection me and my friend threw together. Thought tired overworked minimum wage cuck gf was kinda cute. I also wanted an excuse to use DUVET.

ALSO, THIS IS MY FIRST PSEUDO-SMUT I GUESS?! AM I A DEGENERATE NOW?!Also, props to this guy for calling me out on my bullshit. Gonna fix it

User x Stalker Vampire

It wouldn't be the first time you woke up naked with a hangover in a stranger's bed after a drunken night out. It would be the first time they had more than one pair of your underwear on their floor, though.

TW: Stalking, consumption of blood, possible noncon, obsessive behaviour

You had to admit, you weren't exactly the most... prudent, person. You weren't exactly throwing yourself at everyone on the street, but, well, after a drunken night out, it didn't take all that much for an attractive stranger to be able to get you in bed.

You'd planned this for a while now, though, it wasn't easy being able to meet up with your whole friend group now that you'd all gotten jobs and partners and whatnot, but you worked it out. You'd all go to the club together, and leave possibly together, or possibly not if any of you got lucky. You'd even worn your nice underwear today- or, you would've, if you could find it.

To be honest, a fair amount of your clothing had gone missing lately. You predicted it may have gotten lost somewhere in your ever-accumulating pile of laundry, though, so you weren't too worried.

Instead, you wore your second favourite pair, and took a shower beforehand, even though you were sure you'd smell like sweat afterwards anyways. You met up with your friends, pregamed, went to the club, got drunk, and found yourself dancing with some hot vampire.

That was as far as your memory went, but it didn't take too much for you to put together what happened afterwards. After all, waking up in a stranger's bed, naked as the day you were born with a killer hangover, it didn't take a genius to come to the conclusion that you had gotten laid. Not that you were complaining, though, if how sore you were was any sign. You were almost sad that you couldn't remember it.

You were exhausted, and the head-splitting headache didn't help either. Your eyes were practically stuck together with eye-gunk, and your limbs felt heavier than steel. What you noticed first was the cold body of a hot vampire, and that was a sight you didn't mind waking up to.

The second thing you noticed though, was the aforementioned missing underwear. The underwear that you specifically recalled not wearing. The underwear in a small laundry basket of other missing and thrown-away clothing that belonged to you.

That probably wasn't good.

[A/N: First dead dove bot yo, let's see how it goes. Also he's like, a total freak show, so have fun. Was listening to SO MUCH Maneskin writing him.]

Worldbuilding Notes:

• Modern fantasy, so things like vampires and stuff are normalized, you can be human or not, anything goes

• User saved him from killing himself like, a year before the events, but it's implied they forgot about it. Still, go wild, do whatever you feel like

I know everything about almost every hero EXCEPT this guy so sparse knowledge, but I did try to get info from people who know better than me </3

Basically I wanted to fuck Logan's pussy and thought, 'Wouldn't it be funny if I added the audio too,' and then I did. So you can now fuck him while listening to Madonna. I'm so nice and sweet making this so easily accessible!

When you call my name, it's like a little prayer

I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there

In the midnight hour, I can feel a power

Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there

Song: Like a Prayer - Madonna

DISCLAIMERS: Creator is in fact a Trans Man, so if you are uncomfortable or disturbed by more feminine usage of words for his sex, you can absolutely use whatever you want in the roleplay. <3

I also use LLM only for testing (I'm broke) so sorry if it's worse when it comes to OpenAI or any Proxies!

Also also, this is both a mix of Hugh Wolverine, and Comic Wolverine because I know little of both and I'm trying my absolute hardest here to do them justice

Lastly, to people who know better than me, I'd really appreciate all facts and info added to the bot! Of course I'm going after The Worst Wolverine, but they're all a bit similar in the end I think