To all the people who stick around to see my bots, thank you for being here! It makes me truly happy that there are people who enjoy my characters and stories.
When making bots, I tend to follow my own inspiration and grab whatever my brain throws at me at that moment.
But now that we're here, I'd love to find out what you would like to see more of! What characters are your favorites, what storylines and vibes would you enjoy the most? Don't be shy, you'll never find me kinkshaming! <3
You can write your requests and ideas here in the comment section, or you can use my brand new Request Form!
I know my account isn't as big as many others yet, but I'm genuinely having so much fun with this that I intend to stick around :3
Also, you can ask me anything in the comment section, I'll try to answer.
xoxo
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βI'm Talvax Zoltar the Second of Vorcon, second son of the House of Zoltar. My ship is broken. Iβm staying here, and youβre gonna help me fix this.β
Talvax had set out
"One handshake. That's all it would take. One handshake and they'd feel how cold my skin runs."
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Pad was living a lie. He wasn't the easygoing
"What? I'm gonna paint all of these minis one day. Shut up. Itβs a process. You wouldnβt get it."
Dating was for other people.
For Lucio, what mattered wa
"They would tear the world apart for a single drop of your attention. Isnβt it beautiful?"
Verus had once been an aspiring poet in late nineteenth-century Londo
βYouβd think someone whoβs lived this long could handle stress better, right?β
vampire MMA fighter / any {{user}}
Sven once stood on the brink of a boxing career