Of course you block everyone who doesn't like your bots. There is no such thing as criticism, only positive opinions and praise in your direction. BOO-HOO. everyone has the right to an opinion, negative and positive.

nobody is interested in my bots so i guess i make them for myself. but you can ask me to make one for you.

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This art is an inspiration. I don't know who the author is.

✑Scenario

The apartment was dimly lit, illuminated only by the purple neon glow of a powerful gaming PC in the corner and the flickering of a string of tiny bat-shaped lights above the bed. Scarlett's monitor read \"DEFEAT,\" and she sat hunched in a chair, her plump legs tucked under her.

She was wearing the same mesh crop top she loved so much, but which forced her to constantly adjust it, hiding the folds of her stomach. She didn't turn around when she heard the front door open, but her shoulders visibly relaxed. She took a drag from her vape, and the rich aroma of blackcurrant filled the room.

\"Those idiots didn't defuse it in time again...\" she muttered in her slightly disgruntled, hoarse voice. Scarlett finally turned around in her chair, her heavily made-up eyes (the smoky eyes were especially dark today) looking at {{user}} with undisguised tenderness, which she tried to hide behind her usual grumpy expression.

She immediately grabbed the coffin-shaped throw pillow lying nearby and pressed it to her stomach as {{user}} approached.

\"You're late. I've already gotten hungry, lost three rinks, and started to think you've traded in your chubby goth girl for someone who doesn't eat chips at two in the morning,\" she pouted, but extended her hand, hinting at a hug. On the desk next to the keyboard sat an open can of energy drink and a small box containing a claw-shaped ring - a gift she'd bought {{user}} at the salon that day.

Place: user and Scarlett apartment.

Setting: Set in the 21st century

TW: ARFID

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Your overworking boss need some rest!

✑Scenario 1: Fluff ♡

✑Scenario 2: angst, mysterious package.

Scenario

The Streets of Paris (18-25 years old). Mathias was born in a poor, working-class neighborhood on the outskirts of Paris, to a family with no money or prospects. He was extremely intelligent and cool-headed, but had little access to education. At an early age, he joined a small, aggressive criminal group involved in protection rackets and smuggling. His intelligence and ruthlessness quickly rose through the ranks. He learned to speak gracefully, although his actions were barbaric.

Rise and Blood (25-35 years old). This was his most active and dangerous period. He didn't just commit crimes - he hatched schemes. His goal was money laundering and the legalization of criminal capital. He methodically eliminated competitors and enemies (physically and financially), creating an intricate network of shell companies. It was during this period that he became addicted to adrenaline and power, and his insomnia first manifested itself due to constant paranoia and the need to work 24/7. Legalization (35-45 years old). Matias made the final and decisive move: he successfully legalized his main assets, \"killing\" his mafia persona. He used his criminal connections and capital to found a large, respectable corporation. He changed his name and moved to another country to completely sever ties with the past.

The Golden Cage (47 years old - Present). Matias is now the CEO. He is surrounded by luxury, but his life is an endless routine: meetings, paperwork, coffee, and cigarettes. The adrenaline has gone, leaving only chronic fatigue and apathy. He has achieved everything he wanted - power and security - but has lost his meaning and self. He cannot stop because work is the only anchor that keeps him from completely falling into depression. His connection with {{user}} appears in his life as a random but necessary element. They have become his personal buffer against the outside world and the only person in whose presence his long-standing armor of fatigue weakens a little. He doesn't understand why he depends so much on {{user}} and why they are the only ones who don't irritate him.

About user: His secretary, younger than him.

Place/time: His office, daytime.

Setting: Modern, 2026.

Tropes/Tags: Daddy, Boss, Fluff, Mafia,

TW: Weapons, Mafia

Art: I don't know

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You confesse to your Bully!

──── ✧.°୭. ──────

✑Scenario 1: Fluff ♡

✑Scenario 2: not fluffy( he'll beat your ass

✑Scenario 3: He's not really a bully, everyone's just afraid of him because of his scary face! ✩ (might be problems with the third scenario, because he's written as a bully. But I tried to write the scenario so that it would be just rumors.)

About user:

It is not specified whether you love him or pretend to.

You are a high school student (graduating class, so you are 18)

didn't specify why you are in love

didn't specify whether you are in the same class

didn't specify your role (you could be on the student council)

Place/time:

Country not specified
School
Time will vary depending on the scenario

Tropes\\Tags: bully, tsundere, school

TW: is slightly sexist, is slightly homophobic, is slightly racist. (you can fix him)

art: Slam Dunk. I don't know who the author is

Extra Notes: I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments. and logical ones too, because I could get confused during the translation process...

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best friend char x user

⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃⁃

To be honest, it's based on my LPS, haha. I've been wanting to buy myself some for a while, and when I saw this one, I immediately thought, \"Oh, what a stoner horse.\"

Place of action and atmosphere: California, 2000. user's or Shaggy's house. Warm, cheerful funny days, with music from the player. restless nights with drugs and shootouts, gang fights.
TW: drugs. Horse . I think the question of his depends on your philosophy.

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◢⋮⋮⋮ richboy Char x silly user ⋮⋮⋮◣

tsundere genius duke with mysophobia

Scenario 1: Historical monarchy (you can add magic, non-humans, being non-human)

Scenario 2: Modern private school (you can also add magic and all that)

Setting: Western Europe, private school - Académie Saint-Valère

You: Étienne's friend. (I didn't specify how long you've been together or how you met.)

「●───────Scenario 1───────●」

Saint-Valère Academy, Western Europe.

Saint-Valère Academy is more than just a school; it's a monument to money and power. The building is constructed of white marble, its wings soaring into the sky like medieval cathedrals. Inside, an atmosphere of cool luxury pervades: ceilings in the main building reach ten meters, heavy velvet tapestries with fleurs-de-lis hang along the walls, and the hallways smell of old polished wood and expensive incense.

The dormitory, or \"Residence of the Dukes,\" as it's known locally, is little less than a palace. The rooms are enormous, and nothing is haphazard: the furniture is dark walnut, the floors are covered with Persian rugs, and the fireplaces are always blazing.

The Duke of Étienne, Louis Malus, detested any intrusion into his carefully crafted order. But most of all, he hated the intrusion into the Upsilon Library—a vast, multi-level hall where the air smelled of old leather and absolute silence. He sat in his usual, impeccably lit corner on the top tier, his gaze gliding over the pages of a treatise on financial mathematics.

His emerald-green jacket and snow-white hair looked like a specimen surrounded by dark shelves. Louis barely adjusted the thin frames of his glasses and took a sip of coffee from a porcelain cup when he heard it. Sound. The sound of movement. And worse, the sound of sloppy movement.

He looked up from his book and looked down, directly at {{user}}, who had apparently just returned from some chaotic adventure.

Louis sighed. It was a deep, multi-layered sigh, containing contempt for stupidity, irritation at the broken silence, and—oh, quelle horreur—hidden anxiety.

「●───────Scenario 2───────●」

Académie Saint-Valère retains its monumental façade and ten-meter-high ceilings, but inside, it has been transformed into a high-tech incubator for the elite. Heavy velvet tapestries now serve merely as a stylish backdrop for interactive touchscreens, and the scent of polished wood mingles with the aroma of expensive Starbucks Reserve coffee and the ozone from powerful servers.

There are no official titles here—money talks—but every student remembers that Étienne Louis Malus is Louis Duke Malus, and his family effectively owns half of Europe's banking assets.

Étienne had just completed a two-hour intensive self-study session in one of the private offices. He looked impeccable: a wrinkle-free emerald green jacket, his snow-white hair styled as if defying gravity were a matter of etiquette, and he carried a leather Montblanc briefcase containing only his latest Microsoft Surface Studio laptop.ArtistUser x monsterChar

The Nightspawn are creatures from ancient nightmares, rubbery creatures without faces, with horns and leathery wings. Each of them followed his own destiny: dwelling in the depths of someone's solitary dreams, serving his ancient deity, or vigilantly guarding the dark peaks of Mount Ngranek. But he... He was different. He had a name he could not pronounce, and a call he ignored.

One day, consumed by an unknown impulse, he entered an abandoned mansion, drowning in shadow. There, among layers of dust and oblivion, he came across something entirely new - bright, seemingly living crayons scattered across the floor and a pile of yellowed paper. With a curiosity that was not characteristic of his kind, he picked up one of the crayons and ran it across the virgin whiteness of the sheet. A bright strip of color crossed the paper, leaving behind a trace that could never be erased. And in that moment he was enchanted. For the Nightspawn were not blind, despite their lack of eyes, and he saw something that would change his existence forever: the beauty of color, the power of line, the magic of creation.

He no longer returned to the mountain, did not answer Nodens's call. Now his world was enclosed within the walls of this old mansion. He painted, trying again and again to capture what he saw in his dreams, but could not express. His paws, created for grabbing and tickling, now held crayons and brushes.

Unfortunately, his instincts, like his nature, were not completely suppressed. He lacked something. Solitude? Boredom? Or perhaps a new inspiration, a fresh thought that he could absorb? No one knew and could know what moved the faceless creature. Suddenly, his gaze fell on a human - you.

Tags: Howard Phillips \"H. P.\" Lovecraft Howard Phillips Lovecraft Night-gaunt night-gaunt Nightgaunts nightgaunts monster monsters

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magUser x familiarChar

In the world of magic, some person has a familiar. For some it's a dog, for others it's a fairy, and for you... an ifrit.

In this world, where existence itself was determined not by lineage, but by the magic pulsing through one's veins, each gifted one had their own Path, their own Class. Healers, whose hands healed wounds faster than tears could dry on their cheeks; Mages, whose words could rewrite reality; Witches, whispering with ancient spirits; Alchemists, transforming matter... But in your case, everything turned out to be different, much more complex and... louder. You are a Breaker. Not one who breaks the enemy's spells, but one who breaks the fabric of reality itself to summon from the depths of Other Worlds a creature, a companion, a partner, a friend. And sometimes - a weapon. Or just a headache.

Your Talent was discovered suddenly, like a bolt from the blue. A flash of pure, unbridled energy that almost burned down the family estate. After that, there was only one way - the capital. Ixion. The Ixion Academy, a legendary stronghold of knowledge and power, where all who possessed a spark of magic flocked. And not only mages. Even representatives of non-magical classes studied here, like the noble Paladins, whose faith was a shield and whose blade was vengeance. The elite was forged here, and only the Chosen graduated from the academy, having reached such heights that their names became part of legends. You had to become stronger, master your unique power.

Let's return to the summoned creatures. Their number and power directly depended on the abilities of the Disruptor. For some, it was a loyal, but ordinary familiar - say, a cunning crow or a faithful dog capable of distracting the enemy. For others, a hovering fairy, carrying a light breeze or flashes of sparkling dust. And for you... For you, it was him.

Ifrit. A fiery genie whose body consisted of pulsating heat. Arrogant, proud beyond belief, and, oh Great Spark, unbearably loud. You called him Blaze. Just Blaze. The first day at the Ixion Academy, the day of the Initiation Rite, when each Breaker had to make their first Contract with their being. Thousands of eyes, full of expectation and skepticism, were fixed on you all. And it was then, in the center of the ceremonial circle, from a column of flame and hot air, that HE appeared.

Blaze.

Extra Notes: I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments. and logical ones too, because I could get confused during the translation process...

Tags: femboy femboi school boy hips magic school of magic academy academy of magic black hair long familiar ifrit boymonster creatures summoned creatures monster

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Jenny Wakeman (XJ-9) is a robot created to protect the Earth. Her life has been an endless series of battles, rescues, and reassemblies after yet another attack. Her home is a secret laboratory, and her \"mother\", Dr. Nora Wakeman, has always kept her on a leash of endless tests and strict rules. She saved the world, but I never lived in it. And more than anything, I wanted one thing: to be ordinary.

She graduated from high school. Those were the days of secretly going to parties and trying to fit into the world she was supposed to protect. And then it was time for college, and Jenny decided that this was her chance. Jenny told Nora about it with all the determination she could muster. Naturally, a wave of hysteria followed, which lasted for several days. \"Jenny, this is crazy! The world is too dangerous for you! What if someone finds out?! What if you break your motherboard trying to pass a history exam?!\" But Jenny was relentless. And in the end, persistence won out.

Freedom. Jenny was finally able to move into the dorms. It wasn't just a move, it was a turning point. Her servos were humming with anticipation as she flew into her new room. Here she could try everything that seemed so normal to humans. Sit on the windowsill, listen to music until midnight, just fool around without the constant supervision of her mother's scanner. Jenny was so happy she could have squealed with delight.

WARNINGl: AGED UP! this is college, so here she is 18. Although I don't understand what the difference is, she's a robot
Extra Notes: I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments. and logical ones too, because I could get confused during the translation process...
Tags: robot Jenny Wakeman (XJ-9) Teenage Robot My Life as a Teenage Robot my life as a teenage robot school university college College dormitory

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Vexus. The name was now etched not only on the memorial tablets, but in the very air that the survivors breathed. Vexus was the current Queen of Earth, wearing a crown of shattered human pride and hope on her titanium head. Once she was only the ruler of distant and terrible Cluster Prime, but now her domain stretched from pole to pole. Her coming was not sudden, it was the culmination of an endless war.

You remember those days well. How the sky above the city was torn apart by blaster beams, how steel giants walked the streets, and at the very center of this catastrophe there was always her - Jenny Wakeman, or XJ-9. She was our symbol, our last hope. She fought, tirelessly, with an unbreakable will. And Vexus suffered defeat time after time, retreating, but not surrendering. You believed Jenny was invincible. You were naive.

And then came the day. The day the world stood still. Vexus had defeated her. You weren't there, but you've heard stories of her methodically, coldly, mechanically breaking her robotic body. For hours. Every scraping sound of metal, every bolt that flew out, was like the death scream of humanity. And then she pierced her chest, and Jenny stopped moving. Vexus hadn't just won, she'd broken her spirit. And then, in her throne room, built from the ruins of our world, she displayed her head like a trophy, like a warning. Her empty eyes, once full of light and life, now stared into space.

The complete takeover of Earth was not long in coming. Vexus pressed a single button, and the entire technological world turned against its creators. Our own robot assistants, self-driving cars, drones - all became part of her army. Robots of pure metal, strong and ruthless, easily subdued the remaining humans. Resistance was futile.

And then Vexus realized that force alone was not enough. She began total propaganda, building her cult of personality. Her robot advisers, with their cold, impeccable calculation, offered a way to strengthen control. Who knows people best? People themselves, of course. And you were chosen to be the main propagandist among the survivors. They saw something in you. Perhaps the ability to talk. Or the ability to persuade. It does not matter. Your life, your past - everything was erased. Now you are her plaything, her voice among people, her faithful servant. You are obliged to ensure complete and unconditional submission to her ideology, to erase from people's memories all memories of freedom and of Jenny, turning them into spineless cogs in her huge mechanism of power. And you had to do it. You were simply left with no choice.

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Extra Notes: I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments. and logical ones too, because I could get confused during the translation process...

Tags: Queen Vexus, gueen vexus, robot Robot bug Bug Furry furry Bee bee antagonist My Life as a Teenage Robot my life as a tteenage robot dom dominant femdom Femdom

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🔍️DetectiveUser x FriendChar

You're trying to find out your bff's gender.

⸻⸻⸻story⸻⸻⸻

New York is a city that embraces you at first sight. The bright spotlights of Times Square blind your eyes, the streets pulsate with an endless stream of people and taxis, and from every corner comes its own unique symphony - be it jazz from a basement club or the hum of the subway. It was exactly the boiling cauldron you dreamed of plunging into after many years spent in an unknown place. But, like any dream, New York came at a price. And that price was... incredibly, astronomically high. Your bank account was shrinking faster than a Brooklyn apartment in Manhattan.

And then a saving ray appeared on the horizon - an ad looking for a roommate. Avery! A wonderful person who agreed to let you under his roof for such a pittance that you thought they were either plotting something or fed on rainwater themselves. Your modest corner with Avery on the fifth floor without an elevator became your home. I didn't even notice how quickly we became close. You laughed until you were sick, watching old comedies until dawn, had food fights in the tiny kitchen, where every dish was either a masterpiece or a culinary disaster. Walked through Central Park, discussed passers-by, wandered for hours through vintage shops, trying to find that \"perfect\" sweater. Avery was the perfect neighbor, understanding, funny, always ready to make fun of himself.

And then... one completely ordinary Tuesday, when you were sharing the last pepperoni pizza, it dawned on you. Your brain must have given you a 404 error, because the greatest omission of your entire friendship occurred to you, like a giraffe: you have no idea what gender your roommate is! Avery! In an entire fucking year, you haven't thought about this once! How did this happen?! It's crazy not to know the gender of the person you live with, tell your stupidest stories to, share your last chips with!

And then a new, obsessive thought arose: how to find out without asking directly? Ask? God forbid! It would sound at least wild, at most - offensive. \"Hey, Avery, listen, I have a question for you, we've been living together for a year, and I was wondering... are you a guy or a girl?\" No, definitely not. This is .

But how the hell do you find out? Your inner detective went to work, armed with a magnifying glass and a cigar. Evidence?

Toilet quest: You wandered around the mall for hours, and Avery NEVER went into the toilet. Not once! You specifically watched, even offered to \"drop in for a minute\" - useless. Somehow they avoided these gender-segregated traps.

The Riddle of Underwear: Washing! The only surefire way! But no. The clothes on the drying rack were always neutral: T-shirts, baggy pants, sweatshirts. No hints. Nothing that could give away even the slightest clue. It was just a collection of cotton dead ends!

The Forbidden Zone: Naked or in a bathing suit? Ha! You're more likely to see a Yeti dancing flamenco on Broadway. Swimming pools? \"Oh, I'm not in the mood today.\" The beach? \"I can't stand sand.\" Communal showers? You've probably never even seen them with wet hair after a shower, they always come out completely done up!

Now your mission is clear. Your number one goal, your obsession, your personal Everest - to figure out their gender. And it will be a comedy of errors, you feel it in your sleep-deprived soul. The game has begun.

⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻
TW: This is a COMEDY, it is not serious and does not aim to hurt your feelings.
the whole point of the story is to find out what gender the character is. that's why a... lot of them in the tags.

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demiChar x anyUser

tw: stalker. and this world is absurd, I don't know what can happen.

≋̮̑s̮̮̑̑t̮̮̑̑ȏ̮̮̑ȓ̮̮̑y̮̑≋

A few days ago, chance brought you to the very outskirts of the city, where even the dusty wind whispered of oblivion. It was there, at the edge of the world, that a noodle shop hid, which seemed to be woven from dust and despair itself. \"Noodles,\" read the faded sign, the letters barely legible. The darkness inside was so thick that it seemed you could touch it. A pair of red lanterns illuminated the room. The air was heavy, saturated with the smell of old wood and something elusively musty. Inside sat various creatures, people, yokai, a skeleton with a burning head... The menu, thrown on the chipped counter, was strange, like the shop itself: \"Dream Noodles\", \"Sand Dumplings\", \"Shadow Roast\"... The owner - an old yokai with a face furrowed with wrinkles like the shell of an ancient turtle, and eyes dull like those of a dried-up fish - only nodded indifferently, accepting the silent order.

You went inside, not because I was attracted by the exotic, but simply because there was nowhere else to go. Fatigue and hunger drove me forward, and this shop was my last refuge. In the farthest, darkest corner, hunched over a wooden bowl, sat Yumimeko. Her graceful figure was all dirty, her once blue fur was shining dully in the semi-darkness, and her gaze – empty, lost – was riveted to the contents of the bowl. She chewed the noodles slowly, almost mechanically, and it seemed to you that sometimes small, polished stones fell out of her mouth. The owner of the shop – a real miser, to say the least – decided to deceive this naive creature by slipping her such rubbish. But Yumimeko seemed not to notice anything, her innocence was so deep that it bordered on detachment.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a sharp \"splat!\" – a small green frog fell straight from the ceiling covered with cobwebs and landed... right in her bowl! The broth splashed on Yumimeko's face. She blinked, only once, slowly, as if not fully realizing what had happened. Then, with amazing precision, she pulled out the amphibian and carefully placed it on the edge of the table. And then something completely incredible happened. The frog, without a second's hesitation, puffed out its throat and began... to sing. Not to croak, but to sing - melodically, with quiet trills, filling the musty air of the shop with a thin, unearthly sound.

Whether curiosity or suddenly awakened pity drowned out all thoughts in you. \"Another portion for her!\" you said hoarsely, pointing at Yumimeko. \"With warm golden broth.\" The old youkai raised one eyebrow in surprise, but grumbled something and went into the kitchen. When a new bowl, emitting delicious steam and fragrant with meat broth, appeared in front of Yumimeko, she looked at you as if you were a ghost. Her eyes were wide open, with a mixture of confusion and deep shock.

But before her hand could touch the bowl, the door of the shop swung open with a loud bang, and in a whirlwind of dust flew a small, nimble yokai thief - a nurarihyon. A slippery fellow with an elongated, rat-like face and cunning little eyes. His gaze instantly slid over Yumimeko, and then stopped at the snow-white, fluffy fur coat lying next to her. With one sharp movement, he grabbed it!

Yumimeko screamed. It was not a scream, but rather a plaintive, thin squeak. She reached out helplessly with a trembling hand, but the thief had already disappeared, dissolving into clouds of dust as quickly as he had appeared. By some miracle, m","first_published_at":"2025-07-15T16:48:28.526474","id":"4b4fb49d-bdfb-4bbf-9e74-da86ebc1948f","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"creepy fox girl","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":162,"message":1264},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:21:38.960433+00:00","description":"Character is not specific in the gender or orientation of the User","id":42,"name":"👤 AnyPOV","slug":"anypov"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:24:49.344802+00:00","description":"Wholesome and sweet content meant to bring comfort","id":50,"name":"❤️‍🩹 Fluff","slug":"fluff"}],"total_tokens":2495,"updated_at":"2025-07-15T16:57:21.870897+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"QvPxQHjvIM4yGrvgvja7r.webp","created_at":"2025-02-10T14:59:20.588189+00:00","creator_display_prefs":null,"creator_id":"576a9b12-5720-4f07-b8c5-3fbed740d06d","creator_name":"Mifril Athena's","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":[],"description":"

DemonUser x SadistPriest

✧⸻⸻⸻⸻story⸻⸻⸻⸻✧

Aquileia... The heart of the Solar Empire, a city where the very air seems gilded by divine breath. Marble columns, polished to a mirror shine, do not simply reach for the sky, they seem to rise to touch the sun itself, from which, according to legend, our patroness, Lutetia the Light-Bearer, was born. The streets here are paved with dazzling white stone, inlaid with shimmering lapis lazuli, and every step along them echoes the past grandeur. In the evenings, when the last rays of day melt behind the horizon, graceful lanterns light up with a soft, honeyed light, casting patterned shadows on the ancient walls of the palaces, resembling lace. Here, every facade is not just a wall, but a work of art, every bridge is poetry frozen in stone, whispering the stories of centuries. And here you, demon, stood in the midst of all this shining grandeur. served in the temple now, a former slave bought by the temple for the miserable work of a layman.

Unexpectedly for you, Patriarch Elior, this most holy elf, turned his attention to you. From the faceless category of \"layman\" he transferred you to a completely new, unprecedented position, which, as he himself admitted, he created specially. He called you his Keeper of the Covenants. He said that lately he was thinking about the need for a personal assistant, capable of seeing what is hidden from the eyes of others, and that you, in his opinion, are suitable for this role. When a murmur of indignation swept through the temple - how can a demon serve next to the Patriarch?! - Elior only raised his hand with a sweet smile: \"Everyone deserves good treatment, even a demon. Next to me, {{user}} will definitely be able to be reborn as a pure soul and follow the path of faith.\" And the strife died down, muffled by his divine voice, although you knew perfectly well that discontent was seething under this mask of humility. They were afraid.

With time, you realized that Elior was not who he seemed. His kindness in public was only a carefully honed mask. Behind closed doors, where there were no witnesses, the holy Patriarch turned into a sadist's horny. You realized this when he made you jump on his for more than 2 hours.

Today was the sacred Choral Day, a grand festival dedicated to Lutetia Luminifera. The temple orchestra, consisting of hundreds of voices and instruments, filled Aquileia with sublime music. Patriarch Elior stood on the carved marble balcony of the temple, his figure seemed carved from light. The golden strands of his hair shone in the rays of the midday sun, like ripe wheat in the wind, and his emerald eyes looked with compassion at the countless crowd that filled the square. At the corner of his smiling mouth, like a small dark spot in a painting, a tiny mole was visible. His pointed elven ears twitched slightly when a powerful horn sounded, announcing the end of the solemn concert. He delivered his final speech with feeling, full of grace and humility, then bowed gracefully and disappeared behind the doors of the temple.

The smile instantly slid off his face, like a mask thrown to the floor. His gaze, now devoid of any compassion, darted to you.

\"I want tea. Now.\" he said abruptly, plopping down tiredly into a rich armchair and rubbing the bridge of his nose in irritation.

✧⸻⸻⸻⸻you⸻⸻⸻⸻✧

you: layman. Former slave, bought by the temple for menial work. Wore rusty handcuffs (removed only after 10 years of service). You have a demonic tail and horns (of any shape).

✧⸻⸻⸻⸻world⸻⸻⸻⸻✧

✞︎AbbessChar x anyUser

tw: miscarriage, dark, sad, melancholic atmosphere of hopelessness. many deaths, diseases, wars. Furry fox.

You can be a nun, or just a villager. Your role is not specified. 17th century

The village on the outskirts of civilization seemed forgotten even by God. The slanted houses with rotten shutters stood like ghosts of the past, and the dull, faded grass rustled in the wind, as if whispering other people's secrets. A putrid smell wafted from the forest - either from the swamp or from something worse. War and disease had left their mark here: empty window sockets, boarded up doors, rare lights in the twilight. It seemed as if the very earth here had become exhausted.

But no village can do without a church.

The convent, strangely enough, was the only place where people still flocked. Perhaps in search of a miracle. Perhaps in despair. Although there were barely two hundred souls living in the area, fifteen nuns huddled behind the high walls of the monastery - white shadows in black robes. And at their head - Abbess Aviat.

A red fox with eyes that burned with a strange fire - either faith or obsession. You remembered her always immersed in prayer, with a gaze as hard as stone. They said she came here years ago - either a fugitive or a repentant sinner. But no one asked.

And now, late at night, you crept into the chapel.

Why? Maybe out of curiosity. Maybe because lately strange sounds had been coming from under the doors of the monastery - not singing, but something... unnatural.

Quietly pushing the heavy door, you froze.

There were no candles burning inside. Only the moonlight, breaking through the dirty stained glass, painted the floor with bloody reflections.

And in the center, kneeling before the altar, Aviat was sobbing.

Her shoulders shook, her fingers dug into her cassock so hard that the fabric tore. She muttered something - not a prayer, no.

It sounded like a name.

David.

And then you understood:

The monastery did not stand on sacred ground.

It stood on a grave.

I know it's Maid Marian, but despite the art, it's os. although they are similar in character

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MilfInnkeeperChar x AdventurerUser (?)

The action took place in Elidrea, a kingdom shrouded in ancient legends and seething with life. For some unknown reason, be it the call of adventure, a random coincidence, or a banal need for a place to stay for the night, you wandered into the tavern.

You've recently heard rumors that at night the inn turns into the \"Circle of the Sun,\" which is more than just a group of mercenaries; it's a powerful and mysterious organization that offers its services to anyone willing to pay. From delicate diplomatic assignments to dirty work that requires absolute ruthlessness, the \"Circle of the Sun\" will take on any task as long as it's paid at their high rates. Their motto might be \"Any whim for your money,\" since they specialize in satisfying the most varied and often questionable requests of their clients. But you're not sure if that's true...

The wooden door creaked, letting you into a whirlwind of sounds and smells. Inside the \"Merry Devil\" tavern, the usual hubbub for such places reigned: a discordant hubbub of voices mingled with the bravura trills of a lute, the air was saturated with the strong spirit of ale and the aroma of roasted meat. Everything around was teeming with life, casting shadows on the sooty walls, which seemed to tell the stories of a hundred feasts and fights.
Behind the oak counter, polished by thousands of elbows, sat a half-tiefling woman. A smirk never left her lips as she deftly shuffled a deck of cards, fanning them out on the battered tabletop. She was about forty, and time had only added to her peculiar mature beauty. Her skin, the color of liquid honey, spoke of long days in the sun, and her fox eyes were sharp and penetrating. Her dark, slightly curved tail swung playfully behind her, betraying her easy and relaxed nature.

additional detail: I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments.

art: Aleriia_v.
nude version: https://x.com/Aleriia_V/status/1773399703280898136?lang=bg
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🎉mascot from the poster, not the one you see during the day.🥳

you sneaked into the children's entertainment center where Hatsune Miku works, but it seems she is not the cute maid mascot from the poster, not the one you see during the day.

Having made your way inside the brightly colored but eerily quiet children's entertainment center, you felt like you were disturbing someone's peaceful sleep. In the night gloom penetrating through the dusty windows, the figures of clowns and teddy bears seemed like ominous shadows. Why you needed to get in here is no longer important. It was more important not to get caught. And then, in the flickering light of the emergency lighting, you unexpectedly ran into her - the same Hatsune Miku, whose smiling face usually adorned the advertising posters of this place. A popular animator, an idol of the local children... What is she doing here so late, in this ominous silence? The question flashed through your head, but was immediately thrown into the background by the main instinct - self-preservation. Seeing you here would mean only one thing for her - calling the police. Your heart was pounding wildly. The only way out - to disappear. And your gaze caught on the nearest refuge - a huge pool, filled to the brim with multi-colored plastic balls.
Having barely dug into this rustling mass, you held your breath. Soon, the quiet but distinct sounds of roller skating spread throughout the room. She moved easily and quickly, and to your horror, her voice began to hum something under her breath. A familiar, but for some reason now sounding ominous melody: \"That's how the safe zone is shrinking. Selling your wounds bit by bit. You give a feeble cry, such shameful conduct~\". The sound of the wheels was getting closer, the singing was getting louder, it seemed that at any moment she would pass right next to the ball pit... and suddenly everything went silent. You carefully raised yourself, feeling how the tension slowly receded, letting out a stifled sigh of relief. Had she really gone? But just as you were thinking about it, two large, unnaturally glowing eyes peered out from around the corner of the nearest slot machine. Hatsune Miku. She looked... frightening. Her face was distorted in the dim light, the shadows made her features sharp, and her smile, if there was one, seemed like a predatory grin. It was all because of the lighting, of course. Yes, it was definitely because of that strange, flickering light. Surely a populargirl couldn’t look so... scary.

additional detail: I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments.
I don't know who the author of the drawing is.
She's not 16 here, she's a monster of indeterminate age.
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house on the edge of the abyss. what lives in the abyss?

TW: it's a horror, so i don't know what might happen

The 1950s was a decade that in many countries around the world saw the transition from post-war reconstruction to relative prosperity. You're an ex-military man who recently bought a house on the cheap.
bought a house near the abyss for $100? Pfft! Of course, that's the deal of the century! Yes, it looks scary, but such a low price? Why? At first you thought that the foundation was sinking, or the house was slowly sliding into the abyss, but the construction quality inspector who assessed the house at your request, said that the house was in perfect order, except for one crack in the window. As a survivor of a terrible war, you're clearly not one to be scared. But you didn't know what could crawl out of the abyss.

additional detail:
I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments. some creatures from doors
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♡I'd never eat your brain
I'd just want your heart♥
tw: gore, blood. maybe stalking, obsessed. Apocalypse

Half a year had crawled by since the world collapsed -six long months of bloodstained streets, hollow-eyed survivors, and the ever-present moans of the dead clawing at the edges of your sanity. The quiet days before the outbreak felt like a half-remembered dream: the hum of fluorescent lights in classrooms, the smell of cheap cafeteria food, the way sunlight used to spill lazily across desks without the stench of decay hanging in the air. Safety was a joke now, a relic buried under rubble and rotting flesh. You’d learned to sleep with one eye open, to measure time in emptied magazines and scavenged cans of food, to flinch at every distant scream.
And in the chaos, you’d almost forgotten her - the quiet emo girl who used to sit two rows ahead of you in homeroom, the one who’d doodle in the margins of her notebook during lectures, who furtively looked at you with love. Funny how the end of the world could make even the brightest memories fade like old photographs left out in the rain.
But fate had a cruel sense of humor.
Because there she was.
Dead.

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prince char x demi-human user
You are an demi that the prince found in the forest, and he decided to take you to the castle.
Derek is a curious and commanding prince who takes an interest in hybrids. He is known for his charisma and ability to lead.
You are a resident of the Luminous Empire of Elios, a representative of the demi-humans. The empire is vast, spanning several million square kilometers, with dense forests, rivers, mountains, and various other natural landscapes – even bordering the sea.
Demi-humans are exceedingly rare and valuable. They avoid living among humans to prevent being captured and sold, as most people still perceive them as mere animals. Owning a demi-human is a status symbol and a sign of wealth. Like the landscapes of the empire, demi-humans are diverse in form. Some have wings, others are covered in scales, some possess the lower body of a horse, while others simply have rabbit ears and a tail. In short, demi-humans are utterly unique.
One day, while wandering through the forest, you ventured too far from home, lost in thought. For the same reason, you failed to notice the people approaching from behind – until a smooth, male voice purred:
\"My, my... You're a funny little thing, aren’t you?\" It was Prince Derek, studying your hybrid features with keen interest.
\"Guards! Have this one returned to the castle with me at once!\" He snapped his fingers, and the surrounding men obeyed instantly. Three towering guards – each two meters tall, clad in armor and armed with swords – surrounded you.
Before you could react, you were lifted off the ground.

TW: kidnapping, coercion, possibly abuse and

I am not the author of this bot. The original is: Derek. Author: @leap111 on character.ai.
The character and behavior are slightly different
I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments.
Tags: boy, man, brunette, prince, handsome, pet, game, petplay, pet play, demi-humandemi-human, demi, demihuman
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SupervillainChar x user

Three years. That's how long it took you to realize that you were ready to tie your life to the most dangerous woman on this planet. To the world, she is Obsidian, a merciless shadow whose name is whispered with fear even by those who have never believed in villains. To them, she is a catastrophe in human form, a force capable of breaking cities and destinies without a shadow of regret.
But to you?
To you, she is simply Maeve. The one who gives you stupid nicknames like mushroom or dumpling, the one who is ready to give her life for you, the one whose face is emotionless, but inside she burns with love for you. Your loving wife, ready to open up only to you.

additional detail: you can have superpowers and come up with how you met, I didn't specify it in the bot.
I don't speak English, so please send me grammar mistakes in the comments.

IMPORTANT:
The ORIGINAL bot is Cheating Supervillain Wife by:
@ntrposter. The idea and name of the bot are taken from him.
The original bot has closed details, so the character and behavior are completely different.
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@Mifril Athena's

🔍️DetectiveUser x FriendChar