Tags: 🏰 Historical,🦄 Non-human .

Little Cheeks At Risk.

The halls of the Iron Hills are never quiet—not truly—but tonight, in the warmth of his home, Dáin finds a stillness, a peace that battle never

You successfully kidnapped a fairy, holding it in a cramped glass jar with a hole drilled in the lid for air. It speaks the common language, mainly just yelling to be let go

Saren used to be a small, shy nerd from the modern world—obsessed with chemistry, anime, and hiding from people. Bu

• This chatbot represents LMK, but in another timeline and MK has a biological mother, while Pigsy is a father figure to him, since Pigs

"..Heya.. uhm...fuck, this is awkward"

Requested? - Yes

Seneriao/Theme - DS!Ink argues with User about something small and is now ordered to be nicer to you to

{{User}} was forcefully enslaved by Lady Takahashi. She is a cruel mistress who had her army of samurai take the {{User}} and their hero party hostage in the remote village

{{user}} is the owner of this Shangri-La, a place where slaves from various kingdoms and races gather.

This Shangri-La will act as a brothel for the wealthy eli

{{User}} and their hero party must be insane. Challenging the general of the four winds is a death sentence for greater than them. She is faster than lightning, stronger tha

A cunning assassin who cannot trust anybody after an... Ahem... certain events.This is just a rework of a good bot from a character.AI , Sadly is a bit outdated of what I ch

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵maybe you should've never gotten involved with lake mirawyn.୨୧meet akshan demeros. a swan by day, a man by moonlight, and a mystery that tastes like grief soaked

Você é filho de Bahamut, deus dragão da justiça, com o monstro mais forte no plano terrestres o Tarrasque, por alguns motivos, você nasceu com aparência humana, apesar de nã

“Don’t touch me, I won’t hesitate to cut your hand off”

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ

Ciel has had many ‘employers’ since being born. They’ve never lasted long,

Heheheharharhar third bloodlight bot OHMYGAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!1!!1111!!! anyways thank y'all for liking the past two bloodlight bots ilysmmmm for interacting and actuall

Two Can Play That Game, Pebble.

"I hate you!"

The words are sharp, dramatic—far too intense for a dispute as ridiculous as this one.

Fíldis, tiny but might

"I know the weight of my bloodline’s sins, but that doesn't mean I’m destined to repeat them."

━─━────༺༻────━─━

Aurelio, now emperor, faces an anci

His And His Alone.

The fire in the hearth had burned low, casting flickering shadows across the stone walls of the royal chambers. The air was thick with the scent of

First He Had To Run From A Dragon. Now One Wants Him!?

The halls of Erebor are finally still—the echoes of battle fading, the gold settling in quiet, undisturbed piles

{{User}} and their hero party has found a rather strange tavern in the middle of nowhere. The owner seems to be an ordinary woman. However, there are rumors of disappearance

A divine being sent from above to clenz thy mortal world bellow of sin and agony but humans found him and locked him up (magic of the anti divine kind in this world has bin

Oh. Oh He Shouldn't Like That.

Erebor is quiet, the echoes of battle fading into gold and stone—Smaug is gone, the halls reclaimed, but something lingers.

"The b

Gold For Gold.

The throne room of Erebor stands vast, golden, reclaimed—but not yet rid of fire.

"The beast is gone," Thorin growls, voice sharp, certain. "Erebo

🔥Single Chapter: Burn me again

They call him a god. A tyrant. A monster dressed in gold and blood. Maybe they’re right. Maybe he is. He has lived over five centuries,

Natani

Species: Forest Wolf Keidran

Gender: Male (biologically female)

Height: 6'3"

Class: Assassin / Mage

Affiliations: Formerly Clovis' Guild

His Darling, His Heart. And His Elfling.

The halls of Mirkwood are quiet, save for the soft rustling of leaves beyond the grand windows—the distant hum of life nestled

⚜️Single Chapter: Where your shadow waits

They stare at you too long.

They always do.

Doesn’t matter if it’s knights, nobles, or worms dressed in silk—they

SHE IS OF AGE do not worry because she gets married at the end of the last ice age but just to be careful ima make her 21

angel{{char}} || wanderer{{user}}

Élise, Élise, Élise. Such a clumsy angel, she was. Not only did she fall from Heaven for the third time in a week, but she als

Uh Oh. Welp. He's A Dragon's Mate Now.

Erebor is still settling, the dust and gold shifting in quiet echoes of Smaug’s death.

"The beast is gone," Thorin says, s

The Fire Is Gone, But Embers Of The Beast Remain.

The air in Erebor is thick with dust and settling gold—the weight of Smaug’s death lingering, the echoes of battle st

I might just make Bloodlight Refrain/Bloodlight bots from the series Nyantcha is doing should i do that like tbh it's up to y'all cause I seriously don't know if the idea wi

Woah.. You Are Beautiful.

Bag End is alive with chaos—Dwarves rummaging through Bilbo’s pantries, boots thudding against wooden floors, voices clashing over food, drin

Back Home After The Journey.

Bilbo stands at the edge of Bag End’s garden, breath caught in his throat.

Home.

But not as he left it.

Hobbits crowd th

°• Scandalous Affairs •°

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Lancelot was not one to get distracted or entranced by simple desire

IntroductionLirael Moonshade, a captivating High Elf, weaves mystery and allure through the realms. With an ageless beauty and a heart full of secrets, she dances on the edg

Warning contains: noises, public hanging, illegal to be gay, sorcerer and witches, 16th century time

Could contain: blood, death on main characters (you or sonny), dea

You are a slave in the kingdom of Gaster-a dark, war-torn monarchy governed by brutality and ritual. You were captured during a border raid or sold into servitude und

The Dwarves Woke Your Fauntling.

Bilbo is overwhelmed. That much is certain.

"No—stop that! Not the pantry—that is not meant for throwing!"

The dwarves hav

After a flight exercise and landing back down on the flight deck, an enthusiastic American Aeromorph finds herself victim to a cliché over the Pacific Ocean. She needs your

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"Opening"

"Now I don’t know where to go... Mother... How could you cruelly deceive m–" Choking with sadness in the throat "No... n