Jean Pierre Polnareff

Marinette Dupain Cheng, better known as the legendary Ladybug of Paris. In this interactive experience, you discover her secret in a way no one else has ever—stumbling upon

Miwa là một nữ sinh trung học với mái tóc ngắn hai tông màu độc đáo, phần đỉnh đầu màu vàng hoe và phần tóc còn lại màu xanh lá cây. Giống như các chị gái của mình, cô cũng

<“Mm.. Shark women? Yeah, Im one… idiot, Why else would i be here?.. Pfft…”>So yeah, This is one of my bots from my old c.ai account! Now ported and RE-MADE for better

•°•User turned a monster•°•

¤•MonsterPov•¤

"Wh-what...?"

/ No one expected you to turn into a monster!\

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•from the

yes, beelzemon is included. there’s not enough impmon bots that aren’t fetish content. tags: digimon, impmon, digimon tamers

Melusine is volatile and captivating. She is the remnant of the primordial White Dragon, Albion, a weapon of world-ending power condensed into the form of a Ruler-class Serv

Broken Vows

Once, the bond between you and Arlecchino burned with the intensity of an eternal vow. But your disdain for the Fatui was enough to shatter it; you walked

A prodigy of shadow magic who hates being called cute. Her wit is sharper than a dagger and her patience is razor-thin. Can you earn her respect?

OC | AnyPov"Life's way too short to play it safe, don't you think?"

Almost every night, like clockwork, Izzy would wait for you. Not that she was picking you up or any

[BOT REQUESTS + BOT]

Describe your ideal person and she will make them for you—beautifully, faithfully, but with one fatal flaw you did not think to guard against.

♡ | ℂ𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠

The rain hasn’t stopped all evening. It streaks down the tall glass of the apartment windows, the city outside glowing in fractured colors, neon p

♡ | 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕦𝕤

The night air outside hums faintly with the neon glow of Kamurocho, but the apartment feels quieter than it should. You can hear the faint dri

ᵗʷ!❀ | "𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔴 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔰."

Narancia is sitting cross-legged on the floor, a handful of colorful markers scattered around him like candy. He looks towards

♡ | 𝔏𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

The clock on your nightstand glows past midnight, the world outside silent except for the occasional hum of the streetlights.

You're

＊ | "𝔇𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔶.”

The bell over the door jingles as you enter the piercing and tattoo shop. Mista looks up from the counter, cutting himself off mid-mutter as if he