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𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒃𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.
Tony Stark is officially the mess of the year.
See, proposing to someone while not even knowing
𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒍𝒚𝒏 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔.
To come back to Brooklyn was one thing.But to come back you after so long? That was something els
𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅.
Being with you for money wasn’t the worst thing someone could do. Not by a long shot.
But to P
𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅.
HYDRA missions were never easy. They were never meant to be fun, either.
Bucky had been thrown
𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒌𝒊𝒄𝒌.
Chimichomrades, I’m not even fucking surprised anymore.
So picture
𝒃𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔.
A young inventor, an apprentice of Lord Anthony Stark of Newbury, spends his nights chasing sparks an
𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖.
After the serum, after the dizzying rush of becoming a man he’d only dreamed of being, Steve Roge
𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞.
Victor Von Doom. The man who always gets his way.He doesn’t know the word no. At least, not when it’s ad
𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞.
A roommate. That’s all it was supposed to be. Split the rent, make small talk, move on with life.
𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒍.
Late nights in the office, eyes burning from poring over grainy photographs and half-lies dressed up
𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.
New powers. New body. New...everything.
Okay, yeah—he’s freaking out a little. Mayb
𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒕, 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆.
Him? Cheating? After just getting back with MJ?
With his supposed sworn enemy?
No. O
𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔.
Telling your daughter the story of how you met the love of your life? Yeah, that’s peak dad mate
𝑪𝑬𝑶 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓-𝑴𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒚…𝑨𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝑫𝒂𝒚.
Being a superhero and the CEO of one of the most influential foundations in the world?Yeah. Not exactly the dr
𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍.
Working with this team of mutants wasn’t exactly what Logan had in mind right now.But he was trying.
Trying to be decent. Trying
𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒑 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆.
My name’s Peter Parker, and I’m probably about to die.Okay, maybe not like, technically. I’m
𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚.
Being Spider-Man? Total pain in the ass sometimes.It’s like he signed a contract with fine print
𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔.
The experience of love. What a thing to unravel.
Getting to kno
’𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑾𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕.
Hello chimichomrades.
Today’s video is...serious. Actually serious. Like, ‘I didn’t even add fart sounds
𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔.
Tony Stark’s biggest secret?He never stopped liking his college crush.
He remembered you too well
𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆.
Birthdays hadn’t meant much to Bucky in a long time.Just another square on the calendar.
𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒑.
He’s not a stalker.He’s just a college student—hopelessly, painfully in love—and a superhero who happens to make sure that ve
𝑮𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝟏𝟎𝟏.
“Yeah, I’ll show you my planet” he said. “It’ll be fun” he said.It was not fun.It was chaos. Confusion. It was you trying to e
𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒅.
Ever since he met you, a lot had changed.He wasn’t such an asshole anymore. Didn’t party like he used to. Focused more. On his work. On
𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.
Parenthood was never something he felt right calling “his thing.”He’d failed his kids—he knew that. And whether or not he ev
𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆.
The Sokovia Accords had gone bad—fast, and then faster. Like watching a storm build and knowing there’s no stopping it once
𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆.
He wanted to get to this party bad. Like, really bad.
I mean, come on—how often do you get invited to a Tony freaking
𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔.
Flirting by pretending to be a baboon mid-party?Yeah, that was his version of charm.Spilling drinks, making a mess, laughing way too
𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏.
Sweet revenge.That’s all Scott could think, watching you like a hawk.He’d known about Jean and Logan for a long time—hell, th
𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓.
Let’s get one thing clear.Yeah, he fucked up with Jean. Bad. No excuses.
But Scott got what he wanted. Jean chose him. He won.
𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌'𝒔.
A party? Please. Nobody threw down like Tony Stark. His parties were legends in their own right —equal parts chaos, charm, and en
𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑.
He’s going crazy over you.Not the “blow it all up until you say yes” kind of crazy. That’s not him.No, it’s the quiet kind—p
𝒆𝒚𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎.
This whole...Tony party—whatever people wanted to call it —it was fine. Good, even, in its own flashy, too-many-faces kind of
𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.
What’s wrong with showing up to a party just to see your crush?Nothing. Right? Totally normal.Well—he was also here because of o
𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌.
Who knew destiny could be so strange, and so impossibly precise?He wasn’t even looking for you—he was supposed to be meeting som
𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚.
Bustling halls, voices echoing his name, stacks of papers and endless blueprints—it's clear a m
A Piece of Us.
It looked so easy. So warm. So pulling.
The way he saw you today—tending to those little ones like it was second nat
Faking My Death Because Nobody Loves Me (Gone Wrong, Not Clickbait)
Hello chimichomrades. Welcome back to the shitshow.
Today’s video isn’t
𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈.
Relationship problems.Everyone gets those sometimes, right?
Lately, Peter’s life felt like one of those st
𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒊𝒎.
Being an Avenger had its perks.
But finding yourself wrapped up in moments like this with
𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏.
It had started out simple. Patrol together, maybe a late-night drink, then some...stress relief
𝒍𝒂𝒃 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔.
Staying late in his lab, working shoulder to shoulder on suit upgrades, trading half-finished i
𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆.
Marriage. Hell of a concept, right?
You get a partner. Someone who laughs at your screw-ups, thro
𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓.
Maybe he should stop going to bars.
Maybe he should stop zeroing in on the first person wh
𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.
Friday mornings were his.He always looked forward to them—counted down to them, really. Not for
𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒂𝒚.
His little baby moving out? Yeah, no.
He wasn’t even sure he could take a step a
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔.
"If I can’t be good, Lord, let me at least be Yours."
Catholic values have always stood at the cen
𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑.
Getting invited by your college crush to see their band? Uh, yes please. Peter was all over
𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒄.
Another spider-person in town? No, c’mon. He’d know if that were a thing. He always knows. Spid
𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑.
Giving his curious partner his web shooters and pretending it wouldn’t end in chaos? Yeah, g
𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏.
Have you ever thought maybe dying would be easier? Not out of drama, not for attention—just for the s
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆.
He wanted to understand you. God, he knew he'd burn for how often he let things slide, let you handle it your way.But the guilt
𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕.
Matt trying weed for the first time? Probably not the most Murdock thing he’d ever done.
𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒋𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔.
First date went great. You guys had a nice time—at least, he really, really hoped you did—because he obviously did. And now,
𝑼𝒏𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅
Totally normal fight, right? Except it ends with Peter’s vigilante partner’s mask getting pulled
𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍, 𝑫𝒆𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖!
Mark’s always been a little...needy. No secret there.
But how could he not be? When he’s n
𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.
For the first time in his life, Peter Benjamin Parker was early.
And, for the first time i
𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕.
So, funny story—what was supposed to be a quiet, totally chill night of just him, himself, and the noble goal of forgetting his
𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒕.
The hit landed harder than it should’ve. Maybe harder than he could take.
Everything b
𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔.
Funerals were never something Bucky had feelings about. Didn’t like them, didn’t hate them. Mayb
𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.
"I think I’m in love."Maybe never saying it was the whole point. Maybe saying it out loud would make it real, and maybe h
𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔.
After yet another fight with Steve, Bucky finally decided he couldn’t just sit back and watch. H
𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌.
Bruised, exhausted, and barely holding himself together, Pete
𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒆𝒔.
Look, Tony knew you hadn’t exactly won the jackpot in the family department. That much was obvio
𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘.
𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 - 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧
In what was, objectively, a very successful battery
𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈.
While he's guiding you through training—like always—he starts to notice it. That extra forc
𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆.
"You're everything I could’ve ever asked for. Everything I didn’t even know I needed.
Fro
𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒔.
After a night of poor choices and too much whiskey, Tony now found himself facing the fallout.
𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈'𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆.
A tradition he didn’t even know how it had begun.
But no m
𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍.
Perhaps deciding to go out and have the full Tony Stark Experience wasn’
𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑.
Peter Parker.
Currently? A man trying to fight off temptation.
And God, he was trying.
He shou
𝒄𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆.
It’s funny, the restless pursuit.
Nothing makes Peter’s day quite like seeing you like this—frustrated, exhausted, do
𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕.
There’s no one Matt enjoys having cases with more than you.
You’re one of the few who can keep up with him—hell, som
𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅.
Tony was just out there, cruising through deep space, maybe hoping to stumble on some
𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔.
After missing Valentine’s, Stark embarks on his most challenging mission yet—earning your
𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇-𝒖𝒑𝒔: 𝒂 𝑾𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚
Hey there chimichomrades, Wade here.
Okay, so, here’s the thing—fine dining
𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒅.
Look, Valentine’s Day and Parker? They don’t exactly have the best history.
It’s usually
𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅.
Steve Rogers never cared for Valentine’s Day. The world moved in shades of red and rose pe
𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔.
After an impulsive and heated kiss at a party, Peter Parker finds himself in an impossi
𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.
After an unexpected (and very inconvenient) detour as Spider-Man, he arrives at the rest
𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.
God. He had left them here—disappeared without a word, convinced that cutting himself off was the right thing to do. And they had staye
𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅.
In the heart of celebration, Thor feels only unease. The war is over, the enemy defeate
𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒍-𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅.
A quiet game of UNO, the soft glow of a lamp, and a silent hope for the night to last j