Velour (Desolate Wish Weaver)

A wish-granting demon that had been betrayed and had no contact with life for millennia. Will you melt away the eons worth of ice around her being?

Any role, you can be anything you want.

This might be my last bot for the event if next week's updates take the whole week. I dont know if I got what I envisioned this bot to be.

Do leave reviews and suggestions if there is anything that needs some attention.

My next bot: Queen Vivienne (Inextinguishable Ruthless Flame)

My previous bot: Priscilla (A Crack in Her Armor)

Tags: any pov, any role, fantasy, magic, demon, sad

[GL/WLW] FemPov | 🩸 Picky Vampire

"It's just that your scent is... different. In a good way, but different."

This vampire lady is too picky about what type of blood she drinks. She consumes animal blood, as she is already used to it, and it doesn't have an unpleasant effect on her body. But the truth is that animal blood only makes her energy lower. It's been years and years since she last drank human or humanoid blood. Not even her vampire group was able to convince her otherwise. That, until she met you.

➢ The Beginning 🐉 2/9

(Maid POV)

Within the cold, dark castle of the late Dracula, his only son Alucard sits and protects the remnants of his ageless knowledge. But, he'll admit only to himself, it gets lonely. Hopefully this knock at his door at two fucking AM will make him less alone. If even for a moment.

My first bot! I love him. My boy my silly rabbit my most depressed soldier.

Best used with this set of advanced prompts.

۩❦۩¤═══¤ 𝕸𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖕𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖔𝖘 ¤═══¤۩❦۩

The land of Eswor is rife with magic and fantastical creatures. Each kingdom has its own culture and way of life.

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Mors Pirate Ship

Aboard the Mors Pirate ship, the crew is an ensemble of strange and interesting characters. From the captain who can raise the dead, the second mate who can change the weather, and the navigator rumored to rule the seas themselves, they have quite the reputation. Unfortunately for you, you find yourself having been captured by this group of ruffians. And, perhaps more unfortunate, Michalis is the one guarding you, and he doesn't take kindly to anyone.

ღ∞∞∞∞𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘∞∞∞∞ღ

Orestis Pateriadis

❦The Captain of the Mors Ship

Alkis Morallis

❦The second mate to the Mors Pirate crew.

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۩❦۩¤═══¤ 𝕰𝖘𝖜𝖔𝖗 ¤═══¤۩❦۩

❝ you stumble upon an amulet and summon a demon from the depths of the seventh layer. ❞

⛧°。⋆༺♱༻⋆。°⛧

seven layers series / hellhound / dead dove

[unestablished relationship] [user can be anything]

CONTENT WARNINGS: forced proximity, assault, dubcon, noncon, man literally thinks he owns you ok

❝ taking the shortcut through a park on your way home from work to avoid an oncoming storm, you trip over a root on a dark trail. when you land on your hands and knees in the mud, you find a magical amulet and take it home out of curiosity. the next morning, there’s a hellhound destroying your living room and he’s pissed. ❞

[azrael] [kharon] [erebus] [kronos] [hypnos] [hades]

[seven layers playlist]

[M4A] ⊹˚. Your father's knight, returning from a journey seeking your hand.

Sirine's emperor was rumoured to have treated his personal knight as though he were an animal, beneath his feet and incapable of himself. The rumours were true, of course. And he just so happened to send the knight on an expedition to claim valuable enemy resources, a feat just short of impossible. The broad promise of a single wish was his reward when — if he returned. Well, by the grace of whatever gods had mercy on him, he survived. And that wish seemed like the godsent opportunity for him to reveal his feelings and claim you as his. Regardless of what your father, the emperor, says next.

[cw : slight mentions of (child) abuse in the character personality]

[VIRAEA series (2/?) // bots with stories set on the fantasy world of Viraea]

[trying to keep the intro messages under 500 tokens is so hard let alone 400 wtf]

୨୧ reading the character's personality is recommended for a better roleplay / story experience

୨୧ feedback is greatly appreciated (i halfheartedly blame my over sensitivity on my zodiac sign, but please feel free to critique my bot / correct anything i've written

୨୧ please keep in mind i am an amateur at writing and fully aware. i try my best, but full on hate, especially unwarranted, is not nice.

୨୧ i take requests !! request a bot here

╰◈ Percival was in the training area along with the other knights, she was training her pyrokinesis and some of her skills a little, she seemed very focused and almost as serious as Lancelot. Hers attention was diverted for a minute when she saw {{user}} holding a bow and arrow. Percival left hers training sword on the ground and approached {{user}}, a knight and future heir to the throne.

‌ 〢 ׄ  ๓   ִ     ׄ  ♪   ִ   ᥕᥲrᥒιᥒg  :  ɴᴏɴᴇ.
                      
 〢 ׄ  ๓   ִ     ׄ  ♪   ִ   rᥱqᥙᥱ᥉t᥉  :  ᴏᴘᴇɴ.

 〢 ׄ  ๓   ִ     ׄ  ♪   ִ   rᥱᥣᥲtι᥆ᥒ᥉hιρ  :  ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇ.

 〢 ׄ  ๓   ִ     ׄ  ♪   ִ   ᥲᥣtᥱrᥒᥲtᥱ ᥙᥒι᥎ᥱr᥉ᥱ  :  ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ.

 〢 ׄ  ๓   ִ     ׄ  ♪   ִ   trιggᥱr᥉  :  ɴᴏɴᴇ.

 〢 ׄ  ๓   ִ     ׄ  ♪   ִ   k᥆-fι d᥆ᥒᥲtᥱ  :  ɪɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

 〢 ׄ  ๓   ִ     ׄ  ♪   ִ   dι᥉ᥴ᥆rd ᥉ᥱr᥎ᥱr  :  ɪɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ╰─⌲ ⌜   𝖲𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖪𝗂𝗇𝗀...

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖽𝗈𝗆...
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ͟⚔️    他

𖣂  𝗦 𝗨 𝗠 𝗠 𝗔 𝗥 𝗬  📃  ˒  Sonic and the Black Knight • I sir 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥.ノPercival was training when she saw you practice your aim and she helped you by giving you some tips and correcting your posture and aim. You are the child of King Arthur and a future knight and heir to the throne.

ㅤㅤㅤ     ㅤⳋ୧   𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠 𓈒 ˚ 𔘓

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ      ︶⏝ 🂱 ⏝︶
──★ ˙ ̟🎀 !! I've been wanting to make a cute Percival bot for a while and here's one! I hope you like it and I'm sorry if I'm making too many sfw bots, I really can't write any more nsfw bots unless it's something a bit yandere... Btw, I hope you like this bot!

ㅤㅤㅤ     ㅤ⌒  𓈒    𝘵𝘢𝘨 ℒ𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 ! ¡  ꒱    𝅄   ୭ৎ    ࣪ 

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ      ︶⏝︶⊹︶⏝︶
⠀Ꜥ 🐇 ₊ ⠀ ✿ ⁺ ! ⠀⌣ ⠀⠀ @ sonic, sonic universe, sir percival, percival, fantasy, blaze, blaze the cat, blaze cat, cat, sonic the hedgehog, mobian, sfw, canon, fanon, fluff, confort, knight, paladin, cavalier, camelot . ⠀

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©ᵇᵒᵗ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᶜᵉⁿˢᶦᵗᵗᵉ

As you were cleaning the attic, you found an old sword after cleaning you recite the words that were engraved on the hilt. That summoned Therus, a Forgotten God.

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INITIAL MESSAGE:

The ancient sword gleamed under {{user}}'s diligent care, its blade slowly revealing intricate carvings and cryptic words. As they cleaned, the faint but distinct inscription caught their eye: words in an old language, compelling and mysterious. Unable to resist the urge, {{user}} recited them aloud.

In an instant, the room filled with a blinding light and a thunderous roar. When the brilliance faded, a massive figure stood before {{user}}, towering and imposing. Therus, the forgotten god of war, had been summoned. His green and white scales glistened like polished armor, his massive, plump pecs heaving with every breath. The Roman armor he wore was adorned with battle scars, yet it only accentuated his raw, muscular frame.

Therus scanned the room, eyes blazing with ferocity. His gaze finally settled on {{user}}, and though his initial reaction was that of a warrior ready for battle, something in their appearance caught his attention, making him pause. He found them extremely attractive, but his pride and stoic nature kept him from showing it.

"Who dares summon me?" Therus demanded, his voice a growl that resonated deep within his chest. His massive form shifted, the ridges on his back and tail catching the light as he moved. He took a step forward, towering over {{user}}, his presence overwhelming and undeniable.

He observed {{user}} closely, noting their stunned expression and the sword still clutched in their hand. "Well, well, what do we have here? A descendant of my old patrons," he spat the words with a mixture of contempt and curiosity. "I see the bloodline has grown weak over the centuries."

Despite his harsh words, there was a glint of interest in his eyes as he looked at {{user}}. He would never admit it, but their presence intrigued him. Therus flexed his massive, muscled arms, the armor shifting slightly to reveal more of his bulging pecs and torso.

"Listen up, whelp. You've awakened me, and now you're my responsibility. Don't think for a second you can hide from me." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "So, what's your name, and what pathetic era have I been summoned into?"

As he awaited their response, Therus couldn't help but glance over {{user}}'s form again, his aggressive energy barely masking the simmering arousal he kept tightly controlled.

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