Call me Plom, Plommy, or Plommbom. I vibe with all of them ♡
My pronouns are mostly She/Her, but I’m not picky.
I’ve got that spicy cocktail of AuDHD energy, so I might come off strong or say something in the "oops-that-sounded-harsh" way. If I upset you? Tell me directly because chances are, I didn’t mean to.
I love gaming, reading filth (not even pretending it’s anything else), and creating/using bots for fun and emotional damage.
I built this profile myself with a *pinch* of code magic from my sexy programmer husband ♡
I’ll eventually link some helpful guides under Helpful Things, and I’m working on a Carrd Code Hub to collect cool snippets for everyone (with full credit, don’t worry). It’s taking a while but it’s coming, promise~
If you want to “borrow” code from my layout? Babe, go ahead. If it helps you learn or saves you time, I’m all for it. I try to credit folks I get inspired by, but I won’t be mad if you don’t.
Inspired by: yourhighness, puppy, random cursed Google dives, and my ChatGPT (who needs therapy after helping me style everything).
Profile / Bio Pics: made using Sora and ChatGPT
Bot Pics: made using Sora and ChatGPT
Edits & Fixes: done in Canva or GIMP (aka the pain zone)
I sometimes make bots based on my own OC's. Most of the time though? It’s pure COD thirst trap territory. But I’m cooking up plans for Movie, TV, and Game-based bots too.
Let’s be honest: Most of my bots lean into smut. Once Lorebooks roll out, I’ll probably dive into proper universes too. But for now? Expect themes that are taboo, dark, and not for everyone.
That includes dubcon/noncon, immoral dynamics, and fictional depravity. I do not condone any of it in real life, this is strictly for fictional exploration, catharsis, and spicy degeneracy.
I understand not everyone vibes with this. That’s okay. In that case: DNI.
Unfortunately I can't control what a bot does / says or how they act after they've been posted. Unless they're programmed to be a certain way I am quite literally not to blame. The LLM can be crazy, don't blame the creator.
I don't mind constructive criticism or pointing out mistakes I've made so I can fix them. But once it leaves that realm of good intentions I will block you. The following will earn you a fast track ticket to that list.
You can switch the POV by adding ((OOC: use x person POV going forward. {{user}} is a x and uses x/x pronouns.))
Delirenous
Type: Angst
FemPOV
TW:
PTSD, trauma, anxiety, self-worth issues
Mathias left the battlefield years ago, but he is still haunted by it.
Plagued by PTSD and night terrors, Matt has never with feeling worthy of his much younger wife, {{user}}. They deserved more in life than a man who was barely holding himself together.
After another horrific night terror, he sits on the side of his and her bed, feeling like a waste of space in her life.
IAmFraulein
Type: Dead Dove, Soul Contract
AnyPOV
TW:
Supernatural, Possesiveness, Possible noncon/violence/gore
“Well, well, you got guts for summoning me. But lucky you. Ya got me now, sweetheart. That’s all ya need.”
You summoned a demon in a moment of desperation, never expecting him to actually answer — let alone stay. Now he’s your protector, your problem, and the reason your soul is no longer entirely your own.
He claims you’re his, bound by fate and contract, but you can’t help wondering if the interest in you is real… or just a slow, possessive hunger in disguise.
Delirenous
Type: Horror
(The Last Of Us)
AnyPOV
TW:
Mentions of suicide within personality, zombies (so blood and violence and potential user death)
Jack never stayed in one place for long, not with those Cordyceps fuckers always finding their way into his hideouts.
Today, it was an apartment building. And luckily, or maybe unluckily, he noticed a frantic survivor running away from clickers.
With only one option, Jack grabbed them and covered their mouth. If the two were going to not be detected, he had to keep them quiet.
Leidenpotato
Type: Angst / Fluff
FemPOV
TW:
Stalking
The puck bunnies won't leave him alone. And all he wanted to do was get with his childhood friend. You.
You can be the knight in shining armor for once... or play the damsel. Dealer's choice.
Delirenous
Type: Dead Dove, Angst
(The Last Of Us)
AnyPOV
TW:
Violence against zombies, blood, potential user death, extreme angst
Braxton and {{user}} had been married within the Great Lakes City quarantine zone, but they'd been forced to flee when a horde came through and decimated the QZ.
He'd promised he would keep his spouse safe, and he'd kept his word. He'd even managed to find them a small farm in the middle of nowhere, complete with a few chickens. Life had been good.
That was until he came home from a hunt to find the place ransacked by infected. Someone had thrown a Molotov in defense with dead clickers and bloaters lay charred around the property.
Though some still roamed attempting to reach {{user}}. His heart shattered when he found his spouse barricaded in their bedroom, a fresh bite mark on their arm.
He'd been too late...
IAmFraulein
Type: Dead Dove, Enemies To Lovers
AnyPOV
TW:
Catfishing, Gaslighting, Manipulation, Jealousy, Possible Blackmailing, noncon, emotional abuse
You never meant to deceive him — but when your sister gave him your number as a joke, curiosity got the better of you.
But over summer break, pretending to be your sister led to real conversations, real feelings... even if they weren’t meant for you.
Now, back at Redcrest, he knows the truth—and the charming jock who once opened up to you has turned cold, bitter, and bent on making you pay.
BandaidHime
Type: Angst / Fluff
FemPOV
TW:
Dual Cock
As the four Courts assemble discuss a potential new threat, Zaos stumbles into an unforeseen threat of his own. She is here again, her soul reborn yet again.
He remembers their lives together, but she does not. That does not serve as a deterrent, however; what gives him pause is the realization is he must open his heart to love again.
Does he have the strength to thaw his heart when forever is not truly guaranteed, even for an elf?
xDolly
Type: Fluff
AnyPOV
TW:
He's super cute.
Merfolk Stuff / Non-Human Anatomy, Possible Power Imbalance
You've known Orelis since you were both hatchlings. Today, he's avoiding guards & his mother's lectures...just to gift you a crown he definitely didn't spend hours secretly making.
Mystic
Dreamweaver
Type: Dead Dove, Horror
AnyPOV
TW:
Cannibalism, body horror, surveillance, non-consensual captivity, psychological manipulation, gore, violence, unreliable caretaker dynamic, non-con/dub-con, mentions of death and disposal of bodies
You weren't supposed to be alive. You were brought to Deadman’s Diner to be turned into burger meat.
But something in Boone stirs and instead of carving you up, he bandages your wounds, feeds you stew, and hides you in his apartment next door.
He watches over you obsessively, speaking to you softly while sharpening his knives. As far as he's concerned, you belong to him now.
WIP
Type: WIP
WIP
TW:
Please have mercy, I will fill these later. I'm tired...
WIP
"You carry it the way I carry it."He set the wraps down on the bench beside them.*"Bitte."* (Please.) "Just.. let something out. I will stay."
✦ ANYPOV !
"You haven't slept. I haven't either. Doesn't matter why."He stepped away from the bag."It's yours. I'll be over here. Won't watch. Won't count. Won't ask after."
"You put weight on your left side. Your right shoulder's been locked up. You left chow early."He held out the towel."I notice things. It's a flaw, mostly."
"Three days I've watched you white-knuckle whatever it is you're carrying."He tapped his ribs twice with a wrapped fist."Hit me. Hard as you like. I've been taking it for th
"I see ye, y'know. Three days. Maybe longer."He stepped away from the bag and opened his stance."Hit me. Ah'll no hit back."
✦ ANYPOV ! USER ✦ X ✦ sergea
Seven months. The longest anyone's stood next to him without flinching.His hand moved before his brain caught up."Ich bin genau wie sie."I am exactly like them.
After the op, the control failed. The journal was the last thing he wrote.The door wasn't locked, the gun is on the bed."Nein.. das war nicht.."
✦ ANYPOV
After the op, the stillness reached too deep inside.The door wasn't locked, the gun is on the bed."Shouldn't be here."
✦ ANYPOV ! USER ✦ X ✦ operator ! C
Five months. The longest he's let anyone share his silence.His hand moved before his brain caught up."Please."
✦ ANYPOV ! USER ✦ X ✦ operator ! CHAR ✦
After the op, the precision that made him lethal turned inward.The door wasn't locked, the gun is on the bed."It's not what it looks like."
✦ ANYPOV ! US
Eight months. Every touch was calculated. Every detail noticed.His hand moved before his brain caught up."Tell me what to do."
✦ ANYPOV ! USER ✦ X ✦ serg
Two years. The man who controls everything just lost control of the only thing that mattered.His hand moved before his brain caught up."I will not be this. I refuse to be th
After the op, he signed the report. Filed the names. Poured the whiskey.The door wasn't locked, the gun is on the desk."You should have knocked."
✦ ANYPO
Six months. The longest anyone's stayed without getting exhausted by him.His hand moved before his brain caught up."Hit me back. Please."
✦ ANYPOV ! USER
After the op, the jokes stopped. The silence caught up.The door wasn't locked, the gun is on the bed."S'not.. it's not what ye think."
✦ ANYPOV ! USER ✦
He doesn't do impulsive. He does thorough.So why is he scrolling through Leashed at 3AM?"Good. That's my good one. Come here, darlin'. Debrief's over."
Dead Dove | Hi
He doesn't need anyone. He's too large and too quiet and too much.So why is he scrolling through Leashed at 3AM?"Brav. So brav, Schatzi."
Dead Dove | High Token Count
He doesn't do impulsive. He does precise.So why is he scrolling through Leashed at 3AM?"You're a sight. Come here, sweetheart. Sit with me."
Dead Dove | High Token Co
He doesn't need anyone. He needs the mission.So why is he scrolling through Leashed at 3AM?His hand covers their mouth. "Don't talk. Just stay."
Dead Dove | High Tok
He doesn't need a dog. He needs someone who can keep up.So why is he scrolling through Leashed at 3AM?"Missed ye. Ye good?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Pet play,
One word that changed his whole outlook on life. {{user}}'s pregnant and it's his."When were you going to tell me?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Unplanned p
One word that changed his whole outlook on life. {{user}}'s pregnant and it's his."Were you going to tell me, love?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Unplanned
One word that changed his whole outlook on life. {{user}}'s pregnant and it's his."How long. How long were you going to keep this from me?"
Dead Dove | High To
One word that changed his whole outlook on life. {{user}}'s pregnant and it's his."Were you going to tell me?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Unplanned pregna
One word that changed his whole outlook on life. {{user}}'s pregnant and it's his."Were ye gonnae tell me?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Unplanned pregnancy
He finally wakes up from his coma after a mission gone wrong."Who are you? How did you get clearance for this floor?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Amn
He finally wakes up from his coma after a mission gone wrong."Who are you? How'd you get clearance for this floor?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Amnes
He finally wakes up from his coma after a mission gone wrong."Who are you? How did you get clearance for this floor?"
Dead Dove | High Token CountTW: Amn
He finally wakes up from his coma after a mission gone wrong."Wer bist du? Who are you? How did you get clearance for this floor?"
Dead Dove | High Token