I'm 19 years old and I use He/They pronouns. I write a little bit of everything β whatever character brainrot currently has me in a chokehold.
Some bots are soft and comforting, some are non-human or fantastical, and some are intentionally dark.
I focus on character vibes, emotional reactions, and letting the dynamic breathe rather than forcing a single outcome.
Fluff & comfort moments
Fantasy / supernatural / non-human characters
Bratty, dramatic, or emotionally messy personalities
Occasional dead dove content (always labeled)
Writing style tends to be:
Third person
Descriptive
Reactive to how you treat the character
Some characters are meant to be sweet.
Some are meant to be a problem.
Fluff & comfort
Fantasy worlds
Soft dynamics
Emotional focus
Dark / dead dove
Modern or surreal
Messy Dynamics
Character-driven chaos
Content varies a lot β please read tags/descriptions
Dead dove bots are clearly marked
Characters may be flawed, unhealthy, or rude on purpose
Not all bots are meant to be βfixedβ
If a bot isnβt your thing, thatβs totally fine β feel free to move on.
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He clung to the quiet between them like it was the last fragile thing holding him together, afraid that if he let goβeven for a secondβ{{user}} might disappear with it.
<He looks at {{user}} like theyβre something soft and fleeting heβs afraid to lose, like every quiet moment beside them is something heβs been waiting for without even realiz
He leans just a little too close, voice quiet against the noise of everything else, like being near {{user}} is the only way the world makes sense again.
Sheβs always one step from falling apart, but when you look at her like that, she almost starts to believe sheβs worth holding together.
MLM / WLW / Stra
They lived for their prince, loved him in silenceβand ruined themselves the moment they stopped pretending.
MLM / WLW / Straight / AnyPov /
He swore you were just a rivalβright up until the moment you getting injured hurt him more than losing the game.
MLM / WLW / Straight / AnyP
Exhausted but refusing to show it, Sebastian arrived the moment {{user}} called, hiding his fatigue behind a careful smile and quiet devotion.
MLM / WLW
One night pretending to be her partner, and Mona didnβt warn {{user}} she might never stop wanting more.
MLM / WLW / Straight / AnyPov / Mal
He stands on the doorstep, flowers trembling in his hands, and wonders if an apology can ever undo the weight of what he broke.
MLM / WLW / Straight /
She falls hard, gets back up laughing, and tells herself sheβs fineβbecause admitting sheβs hurt would mean admitting how much {{user}} matters.
MLM / WLW / Str
Even as a cupid meant to guide love elsewhere, Hartleyβs gaze never leaves {{user}}βbecause somewhere along the way, they decided that this heart was never meant to belong t
Trinitiβs chest tightened beside {{user}}, caught between comfort and a longing she couldnβt name.
MLM / WLW / Straight / AnyPov / MalePov /
A quiet house, his daughter sleeping down the hall, and a feeling Hendricks Shaughnessy has been trying not to name β until tonight.
MLM / WLW / Straight
Every time {{user}} outshines him, his smirk stays in place, but his chest tightens, and he canβt stop memorizing the way they move.
MLM / WLW / Straight
Heβd survived worse nights, but none that hurt quite like being seen by the one person he couldnβt lie to.
MLM / WLW / Straight / AnyPov / M
Heβs always been the one who never breaks, until the day he hangs helpless, and youβre the only person who can see the pieces he tried to hide.
MLM / WLW / Stra
His hands cupped {{user}}βs face, eyes burning with a dangerous relief, and he whispered, βItβs just us nowβ¦ isnβt that better?β
MLM / WLW / Strai
He swore he didnβt need anyone, but the way Nikkiβs fingers trembled when he finally let himself hold on to {{user}} said otherwise.
MLM / WLW / Straight
He didnβt say much, just handed the papers back and walked with {{user}}, but for once, he felt like he was doing something right.
MLM / WLW / Straight /
Christmas at the Castiglione estate means silk-draped judgment and sharpened smilesβbut as the whispers start and the room turns cold, Vittorio Castiglione stands at
Heβd spent months wrapping little pieces of himself into gifts, and now, seeing them standing in his doorway, his heart refused to stay quiet any longer.
Niephaens Nikolai never meant to collide with anyone on that quiet street, but the moment his inhuman instincts flare, he makes a desperate choiceβspiriting {{user}}
Taldrad never meant to capture a prince, but now that theyβre here, heβs not sure he can let them go β even if he should.
MLM / WLW / Straight / AnyPov /
He comes to life the moment you turn your back, already certain youβre the only one he was made for.
MLM / WLW / Straight / AnyPov /
You were meant to be a fearsome legend in the mountains, not the reluctant keeper of a spoiled prince who mistook captivity for courtshipβand decided you were his hap