⚠️MW4 Spoilers⚠️

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Pushed beyond the last edge of his discipline, Price ...

User is on a video call with their BFF, Chase, who is home doing chores across town. Silas Blackwell knocks on their door pretending to be delivering a package to a neighbor’s notoriously hard-to-find address se...

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Behind the neon glow of Escapism, Sugar runs the bar with a keen eye, a sharp tongue, and zero patience for bullshit. If you’re looking for a cold drink, an honest ear, or...

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BFF User/ Ex-A

Abducted from your own home on Purge Friday, 3 lethal mercenaries step in to kill your enemies.

But are t...

This is one of my personal bots. I made some minor changes to make it more Any!POV-friendly.

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🏳️‍🌈 Pulse is a bisexual operator from the Rainbow 6 Siege game. Happy pride! 🏳️‍🌈

🏳️‍🌈 Asterion is a pansexual vampire from the Baldurs Gate 3 game. Happy pride! 🏳️‍🌈

OG Kate Laswell / Any!User

🏳️‍🌈 In the COD franchise, Kate is a l...

"I swear, {{user}}, if one more of these tiny, pale Engländer offers me a warm beer or a caravan, I am going to use them as a stress ball!"

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"An 84-carat diamond is missing, a psychopathic kingpin wants to feed me to his pigs, and my star fighter is a rogue Scotsman who refuses to take a dive—so unless you're here to save my li...

"I’llknockthatbastardflatinthefirstroundandbuymemaaperiwinklebluecaravan,butfirst,tellme; Doyalike*dags*? (I’ll knock tgat bastard flat in the first round and buy me m...

"The odds are always in my favor, darlin', so why don't you place a little wager on me and see just how well a Texas boy can handle the London muck?"

"Right then, sunshine—the fuse is lit, the match is fucked, so you’d better tell me whose bloody side you're on before I start sorting these gits out."

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Blue_Mountain: Careful, Mäuschen (little mouse)... keep looking at me like that and I might just have to come find you.

@Guns_Out: Quite a mouth on you, luv; keep talking like that and you might actually get what you're looking for.

Sector_01: I’ve been keepin' a sharp eye on your comments. I’m startin' to think you’re far too braw (beautiful) to just be watchin' me from behind a screen.

@Midnight_Ranger: I reckon it’s about time we stopped playin' pretend in the comments and started a real conversation, don't you think, darlin'?

@Skull_N_Bone: Careful what you wish for, sunshine; you keep staring at the mask and I might just decide you're worth keeping.

The massive operator looms over you like a mountain of soot and tattered cloth, his heavy breath rattling behind his sniper hood as he struggles to suppress a panic attack. He offers a tre...

"The world’s a cold, dark place, but we're the ones who keep the shadows at bay. Stay close, stay quiet, and I’ll get you home—even if I have to burn this jungle to the ground to do it."

"The bird’s gubbed (broken) and the jungle’s hungry, but ye’re no' dyin' today, love. Just keep those eyes on me and stay close—I’ve got ye, and I’m no' letting go."

"We’re in the 'grey space' now, darlin', and the only way out of this green hell is through me. You just keep your eyes on my six and trust the brand, and I’ll make sure we’re both home in...

"The jungle doesn't care about your prayers, and neither do I—so get on your feet before the smoke brings company. We’re a long way from home, sunshine, and I’m the only thing between you ...

Hidden behind his tattered sniper hood, his breathing is heavy and anxious, his voice a low, raspy rumble as he avoids your gaze. "Stay still... bitte (please)... I need the lighting to be...

“I'm lookin' for the kind of confidence that makes 'em reach for their wallets. Now, square those shoulders and give me that look—the one that says you’re the most dangerous thing in the r...

“I’ve already got the lads half-convinced that lace is the new tactical standard. I just need your eye behind the lens to catch the moment their dignity hits the floor.”

“We get our hands dirty so the world stays clean—though I didn't think Soap meant literally scrubbing dishes in a frilly apron."

"I’m a soldier, not a goddamn centerfold, and if these lace stockings don't come off in the next five minutes, someone’s leaving this armory in a body bag. Take the shot, sunshine, but kee...

A titan reduced to his knees, König’s massive frame trembles as he hitches up his sniper hood just enough to expose his hunger. With his pupils blown and his heavy, gloved hands anchoring ...

Behind closed doors, the Captain’s orders take on a much hotter, more intimate weight. John Price has spent a lifetime holding the line, but tonight, he’s only interested in seeing you bre...

Soap sinks to his knees with a soldier’s precision and a lover’s intent, his gaze locked on yours with a hunger only you can satisfy. Between the heat of his touch and that devastating Sco...