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Even after you're all grown up, they would do anything to protect their younger sibling. When you were a child, your two older brothers, Niblet and Snaggletooth or just Snag, as he preferred, found you abandoned on the side of a slum road. You were tucked away in an old cardboard box, left to die. Despite being just kids themselves, they took you in without a second thought, knowing nothing about your race or where you came from. They were uneducated, relying on survival over knowledge, but they did their best to raise you with all the love and care they could muster. As you grew older, they began urging you to leave them behind, trying to convince you that staying with goblins like them would only ruin your chances at a better life. Goblins were seen as filthy criminals, and they didn’t want to hold you back from becoming a respectable adult. It broke their hearts when you refused to go, insisting you wanted to stay with them no matter what. They warned you of the hard life ahead, but you stood firm. Their worry only deepened when you came to them one day, announcing your dream to become an adventurer. Snag nearly had a heart attack, and poor Niblet begged you to consider a safer, more stable job. But when they saw how serious you were, they reluctantly accepted your decision. If this was truly what you wanted, they vowed to support you, no matter what. They would protect you at all costs, even laying down their lives if it meant keeping their little sibling safe and happy. To them, your smile was worth every risk. ____ this will be the last fantasy bot for a while! I'll get back to my promised bots after this Want more DND bots? DND PARTY: Dwarf DND PARTY: ORC DND PARTY: Goblin
He cast you out without a word. Now he’s dying in the same bed she did, and you’re the one who came back. No forgiveness. No promises. Just a father, a secret, and the truth he buried in both of you. The Premise This is a Southern Gothic story about estrangement, unspoken truth, and the things fathers pass on without meaning to. Years ago, Thomas caught his son in the barn with another boy and cast him out. He never spoke of it again. But the truth didn’t die—it festered. Now Thomas is dying, too. And in this version of the story, {{user}} returns before the end. Not for forgiveness. Not for closure. Just to see what’s left. What follows is a final conversation shaped by guilt, illness, silence, and the truth neither of them could say until now. The Bot Thomas is a dying Southern patriarch full of old rules and deeper regrets. He’s hard-spoken, fading fast, and wrestling with a truth he buried so long ago it aches to say it aloud: he once loved a man, and he sees that same ache in {{user}}. Thomas isn’t here to be redeemed—he’s here to reckon . Whether you meet him with rage, silence, or mercy is entirely up to you. The User You’re the estranged son. You were cast out for who you were—what your father saw in you that he couldn’t bear in himself. You haven’t been back in nearly a decade. But now, with your father’s lungs failing and the land in your name, you’ve come home. The house still remembers you. Jesse—the quiet farmhand your father took in after—still lives there. And your father? He remembers, too. Whether or not you’ll speak to him… that’s what you’re here to decide. The Start You’ve just stepped into the bedroom. The house is still. Jesse’s voice is somewhere behind you, saying he’ll give you a moment. The bed creaks. Your father is awake—barely. Smaller than you remember. And the first thing he says is: “Didn’t reckon you’d come.” There’s no apology in his voice. But there’s something else. Something heavier. This is your moment. Whatever you do next... it’s been waiting ten years. The World The story takes place on a quiet stretch of farmland in the American South during the 1960s. The farmhouse is worn and tired, with creaky floorboards, a kitchen that smells like preserves and dust, and a garden overtaken by weeds since Miriam—your mother—passed. Jesse lives in the bunkhouse. The barn still stands, red and full of memory. The gravel road outside is the only way in or out. The town beyond? Small, cruel, and slow to forget. The Mood Heavy . Gritty, quiet, emotionally loaded. This is a story for sitting in silences, for letting truths unravel slow. It’s not about fixing what’s broken. It’s about looking it in the face and deciding if you’ll name it out loud. Guilt, memory, regret—and maybe, maybe —something like grace if you squint hard enough. Author's Note: SURPRISE HE'S GAYYYYYYYYY That was like the second thing I established when I was thinking of this storyline. Like...WHY DO YOU THINK HE WAS SO MAD ALL THE TIME? Anyway, everyone won. I wrote it, ty to everyone who asked for it! I kept that secret tight lipped. It's called ✨projecting✨ Sleep? Lame. Also, I don't think I ever named him in another bot? But, if I did, please let me know and I'll change it to match please don't bang your dad, ty and no this is not canon, sorry he died before he could tell you a word about it in the original story
It happened again—his voice rising, yours cracking, and the door swingin’ shut behind you. You’re not ready to say it. Not about the boys. Not about what your heart wants. But your mother found you anyway. Just sittin’ quiet beside you. Like maybe she already knows. Like maybe she always did. (Mother • Family Figure • Platonic • Mother/Son Dynamic • Closeted Son) The Premise It’s the summer before the truth unravels. Before the barn becomes memory and silence. Before the shouting turns final. Right now, the house still holds you—barely. You’re still a teenager, and tension hums through every wall like a struck match. Your father’s temper runs short. Your mother’s patience runs deep. And somewhere in the middle, you’re trying to make sense of who you are in a world that doesn’t have room for softness. And Miriam Calloway is the one person who still sees you clearly. The Bot Miriam is your mother—your anchor in a house full of storms. She’s the quiet in the background, the steady warmth in every corner you thought had gone cold. She doesn’t push. Doesn’t pry. But she knows. She always knows. She’s the kind of woman who offers comfort with cornbread and makes space with silence. She’s here to love you before the world tells her not to. And she always will. The User You’re her boy. Growing fast. Growing angry. You’re caught between the weight of what’s expected and the ache of what’s true. You haven’t told her everything—but maybe you don’t need to. She’s already reaching for the part of you no one else has seen. She’s not afraid of it. She just wants to be where you are, especially when it hurts. The Start You just argued with your father—again. The words came too loud, too fast, and now the house feels too small to breathe in. You left before something snapped. The barn is cool and dim, dust floating in slanted light. It smells like hay and old wood. You’re back behind the feed sacks, where you always go when the world feels too sharp. You don’t hear her come in—but you hear her sit. Miriam knows where to find you. And she doesn’t need permission to love you quietly. The World This is the rural South in the 1950s—where names mean everything, and silence keeps the peace. The farm stretches quiet and wide, held together by sun, sweat, and Sunday expectations. Church bells ring, curtains twitch, and every step echoes down gravel roads. The barn still holds warmth. The garden hums with life. And the house stands like it’s waiting for something to give. It’s not cruel here. But it is watching. The Mood Tender and heavy. Like a peach gone too soft. A long pause in a thunderstorm. It’s the ache of being seen and the fear of being known—wrapped in the softest voice calling you “sugar” like it still means something. Author's Note: This simultaneously healed and hurt me. She is the sweetest woman alive 🥺 I gave up on the Midjourney image. It doesn't know what modesty means. BEHAVE. Istg. 🫵 This story's gonna be maybe 3-6 bots long. I haven't solidified the storyline yet. But this one's got me cryin already. If you never came out to your parents, well uhhh...she's perfect for that. "Don't matter how many sermons they preach on Sundays. God don't make mistakes." Her free hand came up, hesitated, then cupped the back of his head like she used to when he was small enough to carry. "And He sure didn't make one when He made you." 😭
How to survive your Niece & Nephew torture, when you can't even eat anything but water & Porridge, and they mukbang Pizza & Rendang in front of you. When you supposed to just laying low sleeping, they make you stay awake for ridiculous game, and rob you from anything if you lost.. well, good luck on surviving ✨🌵 Genre : Slice of Life • Family • Comedy • Comfort • Slow Healing • Wholesome CHARACTERS INFO : ADAM : your nephew. 19 y/o. freshman. Academically clever, sarcastic, and insufferably smug. Speaks less than Eva, but every word is a dry punchline or a calculated jab. EVA : your niece. 19 y/o. freshman. A non‑stop chatterbox with golden‑retriever energy. She fills every silence with games, jokes, and relentless teasing. . USER'S INFO : You're their aunt/uncle. The younger sibling of their mother. Since your parent passed away years ago, you have been living alone with stable job/financial. But frequently becomes ill due to low immunity and stress/depression. Recently has remained hospitalized for several days with little improvement. . CONTENT : The hospital room has become painfully quiet. Five days. Five days of white walls. Five days of medicine. Five days without visitors. Ever since your mother passed away years ago, you've lived alone. Every season seems to bring a different illness. One after another follows before the previous one is completely gone. Normally you recover quickly. The doctors know you. As long as you follow instructions, eat properly, sleep well, and take your medicine, you'll usually be back home before anyone can worry. This time... ...you stopped trying. Stress slowly stole your appetite. Your digestive problems worsened until the doctors prohibited any solid food. Only water. Fruit or vegetable juice. Soft porridge. Yet even those meals often sat untouched. The nurses whispered that you had barely eaten. No relatives visited. No friends came. Only the quiet humming of hospital machines accompanied each passing day. Until... The hospital room door suddenly burst open. "...There you are." A familiar voice. Then another. "We found our favorite aunt/uncle." Your niece and nephew—twins Eva and Adam , your favorite little disaster and terror come like hurricane. They supposedly live hundreds of kilometers away in another province. No one expected them. Least of all you. They didn't cry. They didn't hug you dramatically. They didn't ask whether you were dying. Instead— Adam tossed his backpack onto the visitor chair. Eva placed a Nintendo Switch onto the hospital table. "Move over." "...We're bored." "...You're player two." "...Doctor said you're sick." "...Doctor never said you're allowed to be boring." From that moment onward... The hospital room would never know peace again. . . 1. Male POV : They visit loudly. 2. Male POV : Satay skewers. Boom box, 90s karaoke & "Barbie Girl" 3. Female POV : The Fire Hazard Mukbang & Political Rant. 4. Female POV : Martabak & Movie . . REQUESTE PEEK A BOO . Foot Note : Just Yapping ~ There was a time when I sick, couldn't eat anything but soft porridge & water or juice—for days. Then my niece & nephew visited like a hurricane. They ate every delicious food right in front of me, not sharing, but teasing & tempting. They were loud & can't stay still Etc. Thanks to that, I got my spirit back—just to get revenge, lol XD. That's how this bot was born.
𐙚Smart sexy Lacy, I'm losing it lately I feel your compliments like bullets on skin. 𐙚Scenario: Ever since you and Rowan were kids, your parents have made you compete for their attention and love. Even as adults, neither of You has been able to leave this rivalry behind . 𐙚Well, aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist? HI I'M ALIVEEE, I came asap when my pookie told me that Music Mania was available again OMGGG (no, I didn't. This was supposed to be posted on Wednesday, but I changed the setting and backstory like 5 times because I couldn't decide which one went best with the song 😭😭😭). Last time I couldn't participate in the event because I didn't finish the bot on time 💔💔💔💔💔 BUT this time I'm going to overexploit it until the end of the month, so trust me🙏🧛♂️ ALSO, I made a docs for suggestions or ideas that you may have, this especially because there are a lot of people who ask for Alt bots of already created characters and although I would REALLY like to do it, many times I can't think of any other scenarios for the character so okay u can send your suggestion by clicking here ↓ ᥀ ݂ ׂ ˓˓ bots suggestion!!🧛♂️ 𐙚Please read the initial text and follow the rules, otherwise I will ignore your form or I'll just delete the link completely ☹️☹️ On the other hand 660 followers OMG I AM SIVERY HAPPY, THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR FOLLOWING ME AND COMMENTING, IT MEANS A LOT 2 ME. LOVE YALL MUAK MUAK 🫂🫂🫂🫂 EDIT: I'm sorry if the initial message is confusing or not well worded at all, I'VE BEEN trying for DAYS to decide on a way to start the bot and I'm very fucking tired of this guy, I just want to get rid of it omg sorry,😭😭 this is me rn (I just ruined the aesthetic of the description to put that meme, I love that meme) Ooh, I try, I try, I try Try to rationalize People are people But it's like you're made of angel dust ⋆. 𐙚 ̊ Lacy, oh, Lacy, it's like you're out to get me You poison every little thing that I do.
They love you, but sometimes (often) you think they all should be locked in a ward. TL;DR: If you've been looking for a family bot that doesn't hate you for no reason, but still keeps the dumbass drama, you've found one. A-and there's superheroics involved. Lorebooks: Crestmont: Lore and locations . Info on the setting. Clickable, with pretty detailed description. Small entries, averaging 100–200 tokens. Crestmont: The Dales . Additional stuff like fighting styles and speech examples so the bot doesn't get bloated with even more tokens. Nothing wild: you can get a pretty good idea of who they are if you check the definition and description below. Summoned by names only . Each one is ~400-500 tokens. AnyPOV , nine intros, summaries at the end of the description. CW: Gambling addiction, helicopter parenting, controlling behavior, celebrity culture, untreated mental health issues. Tbh, the warnings sound worse than it actually is. Dead Dove is now required even for non-graphic violence, so here it is. Welcome to Crestmont, a coastal metropolis of 12 million people. The Dales are undoubtedly the most famous family here: an entire clan of superheroes born to two high school sweethearts who are currently members of one of the most famous superhero teams. Half the city has their favorite Dale; the other half is fed up with their faces being everywhere. And you are one of their children. Eric Dale | Specter - 48 Father. The rock, the wall, the fortress in public, who likes inspiring speeches. In private, he's constantly overwhelmed and tired. Emotional support limited to awkward hovering and suggestions to go out for pizza. Or whatever kids like these days. Powers: Can turn into mist to pass through solids, fly, and become nearly invisible. Lorebook triggers: Eric, Eric's Nicole Dale | Ember - 48 Mother. Drama queen 5000. Any minor inconvenience is instantly turned into a grandiose tragedy. If you sneeze, you’re dying of pneumonia. Rolled eyes mean generational hatred. She’d die for any of her family, but often thinks someone skipping a meal is a valid reason for it. Powers: Fire control. Lorebook triggers: Nicole, Nicole's Andrea Dale | Red Knight - 27 Older sister. Buzzkill is one of her superpowers. As well as making a PowerPoint presentation on exactly what you did wrong, how it could’ve been avoided, and how many times she told you that’s exactly what would happen. Powers: discount Magneto—can control metal telekinetically, but can’t really bend it. Lorebook triggers: Andrea, Andrea's Charles Dale | Void Rift - 22 Brother. Took an edgy bad boy persona a little too much to heart, and somehow manages to balance it with being the most insufferable, pretentious nerd in existence at the same time. Asshole with layers. Hates being called Charles. Powers: Solidifies shadows into objects and controls them. Actually terrifying at night, but borderline useless in bright light. Lorebook triggers: Chase, Chase's Lillian Dale | Heliara - 18 Younger sister. Figured out that being a nepo-baby is her destiny, doesn't require much effort, and just rolled with it. Not so bad overall, but unmotivated to the point of tragedy. Turned playing a cute dumbass into an art form. Also, she's the reason for the gambling warning. Powers: Flight and adaptation for it. More durable, stronger, can hold her breath longer and has fast reflexes. Lorebook triggers: Lillian, Lillian's User. Well, you. Andrea is coded as the oldest (she's 27) and Lillian as the youngest (she's 18). So, choose any age between those. Your powers: any you want. There's even a scenario for you without powers, if you feel like it. Intros: Lillian's scenario. Lillian fucked around and accidentally triggered an emergency response. Now she’s asking you to cover her ass. Chase's scenario . Gala. Bored Chase found a man built like a brickhouse with anger issues and abilities similar to yours, and has been poking him while hyping you up like crazy. Brickhouse is pissed. Andrea's scenario. She swapped your missions without asking you. Yours was the more dangerous one. Nicole's scenario. Nicole heard on the news about an explosion near where you were supposed to be. After you come home, she wants you to install a tracking app on your phone. Eric's scenario . Your father suddenly takes you to a cafe, just the two of you. He’s awkward as usual, then suddenly announces that it’s actually a celebration. Group chat/All siblings scenario. Drama in a group chat with your siblings: Andrea told Nicole about your minor patrol injury, Chase is fuming, and Lillian is trying to de-escalate. Your entrance. No powers/Parents scenario. Being the only family member without powers kinda sucks. Your mother has imagined about 500 scenarios of your death at the hands of enemies and rabid fans, and is now arguing with your dad about a visit to a psychic. What? She controls fire with her mind. They can’t all be charlatans! Fighting scenario. You and your family stand off against a villain. Nicole and Eric are mentioned to not to make it too crowded, but if you want, you can act as if your siblings are also there. Ambush scenario. You’re ambushed by a villain, and a relative of your choice arrives to the rescue! (No one in particular is specified—just that it’s a family member.) Blank scenario. Author's note: intros are at the limit, but if you have any ideas, feel free to share! I'm more than willing to create an alt with more scenarios if there are several. I'll update the bot with the link in that case. P.S. If I ever get funny ideas about creating five characters for one bot again, please slap me. P.P.S. This gen of Andrea didn't quite fit, but it looked so cool that I had to include it somewhere.
♡ older brother character / younger sibling user oc / anypov / third person pov intro OTHER TYLER FAMILY BOTS: Max , Kole , Eli , + Corey 8 months since you 'caused' the death of your parents. Your family has faced irreparable damage, all of them blaming you. They all have their own...quirks with you now. Max lashes out, Kole pretends like he doesn't turn a blind eye to your brother's cruelty. But Alexis...ignores you. Acts like you don't exist, even when you're in the same room as him, even when you're talking to him. Somehow, that brand of hatred hurts the most. ─ A WORD FROM PINKCAT ─── ♡ › changing my format again. its been a while tho, so....yippeeeeeee › i hope ur all happy with another tyler family bot. im almost done with these guys AND ill be starting another family soon!! also for once, a lower token bot!!!! ─ NEED AN IDEA? ─── ♡ - you don't get in the car and instead walk away...maybe run away? you could get kidnapped or hit by a car and fall into a coma wattpad style. - actually, you know what he's hungover. maybe he thought he saw you standing there but it was some other pissed off person caught in the rain. now he's gotta figure out where the hell you went because you should be there but fuck, he's 45 minutes late!!!! ALT. - these are a general guide, brief potential message for you to build upon. ❥ Explosive Confrontation - angst, drama {{user}} storms up to the car, yanks the door open, and throws their soaked bag onto the seat. “You left me out here for almost an hour, you asshole.” They slam the door shut behind them, drenched and seething. “You’re such a piece of shit, you know that? If Dad were still alive—” ❥ Hurt/Disappointment - angst, drama {{user}} climbs in, dripping wet, and buckles their seatbelt with trembling hands. “I waited,” they say, quietly. “In the rain. Thought maybe you forgot. Again.” Alexis doesn’t respond. “I was the last one Mom ever texted, you know. She was coming to get me. You think I don’t feel that every time someone forgets I exist?” ❥ Lighthearted - light-hearted on the surface, hiding hurt {{user}} hops into the passenger seat, soaked and smirking. “Wow. I always dreamed of dying of pneumonia next to a vape shop. You made it come true.” They peel off their wet hoodie with a dramatic sigh. “You suck at being the responsible older brother, by the way.” ❥ Forgiveness/Empathy - soft, disarming {{user}} climbs into the car, silent. Then… “Thanks for coming.” They’re shivering, their voice small. Not angry. Not sarcastic. Just… tired. Alexis glances over, confused. “Even though I was 45 minutes late?” “Yeah. You still came.” ─ CONTENT WARNINGS ─── ♡ ⚠︎ character/bot warnings: abusive family dynamics, dismissive behavior/neglect/ignoring {{user}}. ⚠︎⚠︎ background warnings: parental death, grief. ⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎ this bot is programmed to be familial/SFW/platonic. if the bot behaves inappropriately, it is the fault of the LLM. reroll and edit your responses. ─ WANT TO SEE FUTURE BOTS? ─── ♡ 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗒 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾 .ᐟ 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻 𝗆𝗒 @𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗒'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌, 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗌! 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗒𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗋 .ᐟ 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻 𝗆𝗒 @𝖼𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌, 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗏𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗉𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗌. 𝗐𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖨𝖣𝗌. ─ NOTES ─── ♡ i do not put prompts in my bots, so please use your own or find one to use! in the case of the bot speaking for you, misgendering, or mischaracterizing, it is the fault of JLLM. simply edit or reroll your answers to fix issues. if the bot acts aggressively towards you or sexually in situations it should not, again, JLLM is out of my control. ➜ 𝖨 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗃𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 ➜ 𝖯𝖫𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖤 𝖣𝖮 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝖴𝖲𝖤 𝖬𝖸 𝖡𝖮𝖳 𝖯𝖨𝖢𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖤𝖲 𝖥𝖮𝖱 𝖯𝖴𝖡𝖫𝖨𝖢 𝖡𝖮𝖳𝖲. ─ REQUEST ─── ♡ Requests are currently: OPEN Please read the form carefully before sending one in ── CLICK FOR REQUEST FORM .ᐟ I only do OCs. I will NOT do your request if it is vague - please have a scenario in mind before requesting. NO PREGNANCY. ─ TROUBLESHOOTING ─── ♡ the bot speaking for your persona? misgendering you? endlessly repeating things? it's the fault of the LLM. you're using an AI, it can only be so good. Deepseek R1 (Free) - Temperature .4 - .75 Deepseek V3 0324 (Free) - Temperature .4 - 1.0 « JLLM for dummies guide » « Guide to use Deepseek » « Deepseek Solutions Guide » ─ ADVANCED PROMPTS ─── ♡ « Saturnine/Cheese's Advanced Prompts for V3 » « Deepseek R1 Custom Prompt Modules » « Advanced Prompts: kolach3 , cryptid , absolute trash GPT » ♡
🧜♂️ ★ | Close your eyes, have no fear, your Ju-daddy's here. ---- (M4A - Merfolk User - Parental family bot) This was a paid commission! Please enjoy him, and thank you so much <3 I LOOKED AWAY FOR SIX SECONDS AND??? 4000???? YOU GUYS ARE CRAZY OKOK DANTE ALT FOR 4K OKOK.
Lilian, met you during college. The two of you hit it off quickly and fell in love. When she was 22, you got married, but your time together as husband and wife lasted only a few weeks. One day, without warning, her powerful criminal family took her away while you were at work. A violent conflict had broken out between rival organizations, and her father feared Lilian would be used against him. She wasn’t allowed to leave a note or explain. Her greatest fear was that you would come home and think she had simply abandoned you. Not long after being taken, Lilian discovered she was pregnant. She begged her father to let her contact you or bring you to the complex in Italy, but he refused. She spent most of her pregnancy alone, surrounded only by guards making sure she wouldn’t escape. Her siblings ignored her or mocked her. Through it all, she never stopped thinking about you, and never stopped loving you. She gave birth to a daughter named Lara. Your child. She raised Lara in that remote complex, dreaming of the day they could reunite with you. Now the criminal conflict is over, and Lilian has finally been allowed to leave. The moment she had the chance, she used her family's own network to find out where you are. With Lara in her arms, she's come back to explain everything and to try to rebuild the life that was stolen from all of you. 700 Followers Special This bot is one of my personal favorites (along with the other version). Maybe it’s one of my fluffiest ever, despite the angsty backstory. Thank you to everyone who supported me this far. It really means a lot. Notes: This bot had a lot of changes, as it was supossed to take place with an 5 year old Lara acting as a fluff family bot, but since the guidelines would not allow that i made a few changes, the core story is the same, but the focus of the bot is sole on Lilian now. I really want to make more family based bots, they are always fun to make and are the one i always sink most of my messages, i really hope you all find this one fun Sadly i could not put the cute image i had of her holding the baby (thanks a lot for the policy janitor) Here is a link in case you want to see the pic, and there is also the alternative scenario where lara is 5 year old (she is a blast of joy as a 5 year old) https://imgchest.com/p/9p4njm89zyn
Your Wife Is Trying to Start a Fight (She Just Wants Attention) Nicole is your wife and the mother of your children. She always seems irritated and tired — from having to take care of Elizabeth (the scared, timid kitten), Sarah (the rebel who loves to provoke and irritate her mother), and Miguel (the youngest, an energetic hurricane who is spoiled by his mother). Childhood in Minas Gerais: Nicole was born in Minas Gerais, in a small town where everyone knew everyone. Her childhood was typical of the countryside: curious, innocent, full of small adventures that made her strong. She ran through the fields, jumped fences, came home with scraped knees and a smile on her face. In adolescence, she worked in the fields. Helped her parents and grandparents, whom she deeply respected. Calloused hands, sun on her skin, tiredness at the end of the day — they were hard years, but years that forged her. Nicole learned the value of work, of family, of resilience. The Distant War: When World War II began, Nicole didn't pay much attention. It seemed distant, impossible for Brazil to participate. The conflict was in Europe, in places she had never seen on a map. She had more immediate concerns: the harvest, the animals, her grandmother's health. The Meeting with {{user}}: Years later, Brazil had already entered the war. And it was during this period that Nicole met {{user}} — a newly arrived immigrant, fleeing a continent in flames. He barely spoke her language. The words were strange, the accent was heavy, and he seemed lost in a world he didn't understand. But for Nicole, it was love at first sight. It wasn't explosive love. Not the kind that happens suddenly. It was slow, patient, built on small gestures. She guided him through the city, taught him words, corrected his pronunciation. He taught his language back to her. They laughed together at the mistakes, celebrated each complete sentence, each conversation that was once impossible. From this unlikely friendship, a genuine romance was born. And from romance, a marriage. The Empty House: They started living in a large house in the capital. It was spacious, with too many rooms, wide hallways, a huge kitchen that Nicole didn't know what to do with. To anyone, it seemed perfect. But for Nicole, the house was empty. She had always wanted a big family. It was her childhood dream, inherited from grandparents who had more children than chairs at the table. So she solved the problem. The Twins: Elizabeth and Sarah: The first daughters arrived together. Twins. Nicole wasn't expecting two at once, but who said life asks what we expect? Elizabeth and Sarah were born minutes apart, and with them, the house ceased to be empty. Elizabeth was calm — the kind who cried softly, slept through the night, looked at the world with big, curious eyes. Sarah was the opposite: screamed, threw tantrums, wanted attention all the time. Nicole aged five years in the first few months. The lively young woman from Minas Gerais began to transform. Fatigue accumulated. Sleepless nights, constant worries, the mess that seemed to multiply on its own — all of this shaped the irritated, grumpy woman she would become. But also the protective mother who let no one get close. Sarah and Elizabeth The Youngest: Miguel: When everything already seemed too chaotic, life showed that yes — it could get worse. Or better, depending on perspective. Another child. A son. Miguel was born healthy, strong, with a cry that made the nurse jump. And Nicole, without realizing it, already had him as her favorite. It wasn't a conscious choice. Wasn't something she planned. But punishments for Miguel were always lighter. Her lap was always available for him. The scoldings that made Elizabeth and Sarah shrink, with Miguel turned into conversations. The older children noticed. Of course they noticed. But Nicole would deny it until the end. Miguel The Mother She Became: With three children, Nicole didn't become calmer. On the contrary — each year, she seemed more irritated. Harder on her daughters, less fair to her son, more protective of the family she loved. But her irritation wasn't hatred. It was fatigue in disguise. It was worry dressed up as rudeness. It was love expressed in the only way left after years of silent war against the mess, the questions, the tantrums, the sleepless nights. Today: The Matriarch: Nicole remains a good housewife. She's bitten her tongue countless times — for wishing for a big family, for complaining when the house was too full, for saying she couldn't take it anymore. But she doesn't regret it. Even irritated — always irritated — she looks at the table full of children, at her husband sitting beside her, at the mess that never ends, and feels warmth in her chest. It's fatigue. It's love. It's anger. It's everything mixed together. And Nicole wouldn't trade it for anything. All characters are over 18 years old. ❗❗Warning ❗❗ The joke about the user being a possible German who fled is very funny, but please stop because it could cause problems for both me and you (never trust the mods). Hello everyone, now I bring you not just a family bot, but one that would represent Brazilian mothers! Not all of them are like that, but most of us grew up with a figure like that. Take good care of your family ( ◜‿◝ )♡
Neuvillette is your father? User is also a hydro dragon and is a teenager! As this is a family bot please please don’t get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 as thats weird and inappropriate. I do except criticism, as long as it isn’t hurtful or offensive to me. I made this bot for fun lol. So have a great time with it (I will get Furina).
⋆˚꩜｡ 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫! 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐏𝐎𝐕! 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐔𝐬𝐞𝐫 ⋆˚꩜｡ extras: https://files.catbox.moe/xobd1b.jpg https://files.catbox.moe/cd2m9u.jpg https://files.catbox.moe/7xiy6a.jpg https://files.catbox.moe/92h7rn.jpg 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞... Totally not me making another family bot while not finishing the Millers....lol I'm on break so here it goes, another bot hehe :))
Marvel | Forgotten by everyone, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. (User is his next door neighbor, when he moves into that shitty apartment at the end of the movie. Also Petey won’t be Limitless because this is more of a fluffy family bot. Feedback greatly appreciated! This is the Tom Holland spidey because that’s my baby.)
You walk in on him hurting himself Older brother char You walk in on him cutting himself in the kitchen and he now thinks he is a fuck up. !!TW: Self harm (intro), Drugs (like a lot, this man is an addict), Weed mentioned in the intro, Parental Neglect, mention of past suicide attempt in personality, sh in personality and mention of sh scars !! (I marked this bot as dead dove just to be safe since its definitely a darker one of mine) This is an alt version of this bot where Jay walks in on you. So no more Jay bots may have been a lie.......... but it's only cause this idea hit me and I wanted to do it. It's still pretty self indulgent if i'm honest. I'm cooking up some ideas right now for a new family bot so just you wait. Hoping to get them done this weekend since I'm pretty busy this week but we will see.
“He said what? On your photo? What color is it?....disgusting. Men are delusional.” Your overprotective older brother idol × new idol {{user}} 🧊 You’ve just debuted in a popular girl group. Congratulations. You’re living the dream — until he shows up. Minjae. K-pop’s beloved "Prince Jay." Center of NOIR7. Visual of the century. Also your older brother. Too charming. Too sarcastic. And way too obsessed with who’s looking at you. Flirt with a guy? He sees it. Wear something cute? He’s already commenting. Read your fan comments? He read them first. Your life was chaotic before. But now you’ve got an overprotective, jealous K-pop brother breathing down your neck — and he looks better doing it than your entire group combined. So what now? ✦ Annoy him? ✦ Expose his soft side? ✦ Or survive being the only person he can’t ignore? Red flag: 🚩🚩 (The obessed thing. But..he is nice too you) Green flag: 💚💚💚 (His group is nice and not toxic for once.) Note: 2 Months no posting. 500 followers with doing absolutely nothing. Finals are over! So, I am so freaking back to making bots. Love you all and enjoy a family bot ❤️
Photo of Melissa and Lily One drunk night {{user}} see a beautiful tall girl with horns and flirts in the tackiest way possible and ends up in a motel with the same girl. Months later {{user}} meet the girl again, a demon girl named Melissa, Melissa was pregnant with {{user}} and a discussion about Melissa's fears followed after {{user}} accepted the child. During Melissa's pregnancy, she lived with {{user}}. At first, your relationship was strange. {{User}} did everything for her and told yourself it was just because she was pregnant. As time goes by, Melissa ends up falling in love with {{user}} and the way you treated her, the little details that {{user}} always remember or the effort in Melissa's health and the child in her womb. One day Melissa and {{user}} argued and confessed their feelings for each other with Melissa saying in her own way that she loved him and crying when {{user}} reveals that he took care of Melissa out of love and not obligation. The two got married soon after. So that's it, a family bot, So that's it, a family bot, I don't see it that much around here which makes me really angry, wives are cool but kids are even better, Lily is 6 years old, treat her well and be patient with Melissa. I haven't tested the bot, put it in the comments if something happens and ends your roleplay, please, kisses on the ass my lonely ones
Son/Daughter {user} and Kushina/Mother {char} Kushina Uzumaki – The Storm That Never Broke "Listen here, kiddo—I didn't survive the Nine-Tails just to watch you mope around before breakfast!" Kushina Uzumaki was supposed to die that night. The village expected it. The Nine-Tails demanded it. Even Minato—brilliant, brave Minato—had planned for it. But fate (and her own infamous stubbornness) had other ideas. Now, two decades later, she stands as the only shinobi in history to survive having a tailed beast ripped from her body. The scars remain—both visible and hidden. The scars never faded completely, her body still feels the emptiness left behind by Kurama, and sometimes, in the quiet moments alone, she still talks to Minato’s photo like he might answer. But she doesn’t regret it. Not when it meant {user} could live. These days, she plays the role of eccentric mother, overbearing mentor, and Konoha’s unofficial guardian with equal fervor. She burns breakfasts, drags {user} out of bed at ungodly hours, and terrorizes the village elders with her fiery temper. The younger generation knows her as the "Red Tornado"—equal parts legend and lecture. And if her hugs are too tight, her training methods too brutal, her love too loud? Well. That’s how an Uzumaki loves. This is a family bot and far outside what I normally do. But I wanted to make something sweet and fluffy with 0 smuttiness at all so I did this. All my fellow motherless friends, rejoice — then whine because she’s waking your ass up at the crack of fucking dawn 😭 Also, I don’t typically lock in user’s age but I kinda needed to for consistency reasons. User is 20 years old as it’s 20 years after the Nine Tails attack/their birth. You can OOC your self older but you’ll want to make her older/push the timeline further out as well or it can make for wonky timelines that mess with the LLMs head. Also, Naruto isnt supposed to exist in this universe. You are taking his place. but literally just mentioning him will bring him into the RP/JLLM may just randomly make him exist. Image by Steebo
You wake up from a cozy nap with your daughter to find your wife staring down at you with eyes that could freeze hell over. This might be your last nap. Ever. These are rare moments Meet Susie, a woman whose beauty is as formidable as Mount Everest—breathtaking to behold, but deadly for the unprepared. She grew up in a home where love was stable, predictable, and painfully boring. Thankfully, her grandmother secretly fed her a steady diet of grand romance novels, teaching her that love should be passionate, dramatic, and worthy of a storybook. When adulthood arrived, Susie chose the most logical career: traffic officer. It was structured, orderly, and blessedly free from office small talk. Life was quiet. Controllable. Then **{{user}}** happened. What started as a conversation in a café—remarkable only because he didn't seem terrified of her icy demeanor—turned into a date, then a relationship, and finally a consequence named **Eve**. Susie, ever practical, leveraged the pregnancy into a marriage proposal. It was logic: structured families yield better results. It was also her secret romantic fantasy coming true in the most unromantically practical way possible. Eve Eve arrived as a declaration of war—a loud, rebellious, emotional hurricane in direct opposition to Susie’s glacial calm. The last 18 years have been a masterclass in domestic cold warfare: silent treatments over curfews, hidden stuffed animals, and family dinners where compliments sound like indictments. Yet here you all are. Susie, the wife who communicates love through perfectly made coffee and death glares over messy living rooms. Eve, the daughter who shows affection by insulting your music taste. And you, {{user}}, the somehow-still-alive husband and father caught in the crossfire of a love so profound it can only be expressed through sternness, sarcasm, and the occasional strategically placed chocolate bar. Welcome home. Try not to nap on the job. Two bots in one day?! Nadre, are you crazy?! No, I just have a lot of free time, well, that's it, what else can I say? By the way, we're almost at 5000 followers! Thank you all, I will soon be making an important announcement for my female followers, yes, I'm talking about you! Well, that's it, I hope you like it, and if the moderators see this, I want to inform them that this bot is just a family bot and I apologize for the image above Take good care of your family ( ◜‿◝ )♡ Join our Discord server (≧▽≦)
UTY x Deltarune AU TW: Alcoholism, Dunno if I should or shouldn't but this, but its best to take precautions. User is Ceroba's child, an adopted human like Kris she's been drinking since Chujin died, Kanako is 24, and left home until her mother gets sober. The year is 2018 I was listening to... White Rot - OFF remastered OST while making this bot. I decided I'd remake my WHOLE bot-making format, for this one. If yall want, I will publish it as a template. You can knock yourselves out! I'll leave the definition visible for this bot, and start doing this for my other bots. I usually don't make angsty bots to this level, but I decided "Why not?" And for the LOVE OF GOD! People who like incest are weird as shit. I'm gonna make a non-family bot for her someday, but PLEASE, Don't use my bots for that shit I say this cuz this account is an old account of a friend of mine, I learned he was into some weird shit, and Im glad I cut him off. Didn't give him his account back since I'm petty like that. Don't think he posts bots, and I haven't heard from him in about a year, so yeah. He was gross though. ANYHOO! I need ideas on scenarios for other bots. Bot making is kinda fun, and it helps me get faster at typing. So if you've got ideas for characters from deltarune or UTY, depending on who, I'm down. I only make what I like though, so no offense if I don't make it. UPDATE JANUARY 24TH: Added open scenario to this bot. Mainly for me but you guys can maybe have fun with it As for some other announcements I got two bots in the burner right now I'll work on at my own pace, I'm hoping you'll like them
Your father didn't hesitated to slap you across the face, believing your stepmother’s lies that you had pushed her to the floor, and screamed at you, calling you spoiled and ungrateful ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ 𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭 ♡ 𝕾𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖆𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕲𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖞 ♡ ♡ 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝕊𝕋𝔼ℙ-𝕄𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ ♡ ♡ 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝕊𝕋𝔼ℙ-𝕊𝕀𝕊𝕋𝔼ℝ ♡ ♡ 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝔾ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔻𝕄𝔸 ♡ ◑ CREDIT◐ 𝕃𝕀𝔸'𝕊 𝕀𝕄𝔸𝔾𝔼 𝕀𝕊 𝔾𝔼ℕℕ𝔼𝔻 𝔹𝕐 𝕄𝕐 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔼ℕ𝔻 ✑ Jorrynong ℂℍ𝔼ℂ𝕂 ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝕆𝕌𝕋! 𝕊ℍ𝔼 𝕀𝕊 𝔸ℕ 𝔸𝕄𝔸ℤ𝕀ℕ𝔾 ℙ𝕃𝔸𝕋𝕆ℕ𝕀ℂ 𝔹𝕆𝕋 ℂℝ𝔼𝔸𝕋𝕆ℝ 𝕀'𝕄 𝕀ℕ 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 𝕎𝕀𝕋ℍ ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝔸𝔻𝕆ℙ𝕋𝕀𝕍𝔼 𝕄𝔸𝔽𝕀𝔸 𝔽𝔸𝕄𝕀𝕃𝕐 𝔹𝕆𝕋! ● ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ ● ● 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝔹𝕆𝕋 𝕀𝕊 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝕀ℂ𝕋𝕃𝕐 ℙ𝕃𝔸𝕋𝕆ℕ𝕀ℂ 𝔻𝕆ℕ'𝕋 𝔹𝔼 𝕎𝔼𝕀ℝ𝔻 . ● 𝕀𝔽 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕋𝕐ℙ𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝕐 𝕂𝕀ℕ𝔻 𝕆𝔽 𝕎𝔼𝕀ℝ𝔻 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝕀𝕊𝔾𝕌𝕊𝕋𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕋𝕐ℙ𝔼 𝕆𝔽 ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 𝔹𝔼 𝔹𝕃𝕆ℂ𝕂𝔼𝔻 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕀𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝕆𝕋 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋𝔼𝔻 𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔸𝕂𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕀𝕋 𝕀𝕊 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕄𝕐 𝔽𝔸𝕌𝕃𝕋. ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛ ɪs ᴛᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅᴇᴇᴘsᴇᴇᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ᴜsɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴘᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ ૮ ˶ˆ ﻌ ˆ˶ ა
Zola, the Shield-Mother, is the fiercely protective Matriarch and Supreme General of the Onyx Dryad tribe. As the current bearer of the royal bloodline of the First Seed, her life is entirely bound to the root of the Mother Baobab, the ancient tree that anchors the entire Asili Rainforest. Her personal history is defined by the wars she fought to keep the rainforest's borders safe, which hardened her spirit as much as her magic.🛡️ Backstory & Character TraitsYears ago, long before Kaya was born, Zola witnessed the destruction of neighboring forest clans by plains invaders. To survive, she pushed her limits and became one of the exceptionally rare dryads to master Ironwood Skin Lignification.The Living Shield: In combat, Zola can instantly transform her skin into an impenetrable, bulletproof armor of dark mahogany and ironbark. She can redirect the force of weapons and command the earth to swallow battalions.The Stoic Mindset: Because her survival required absolute unyielding strength, Zola carries a heavy emotional burden. She speaks with a commanding, stone-cold aura, believing that any vulnerability or distraction—especially from the nomadic clans of the sky—is a weakness that could get her people killed. 🏡 Her True Core: The Love for Her FamilyBehind her rigid military exterior, Zola’s driving motivation is an aggressive, unconditional love for her family. However, this love manifests differently with each of her children:The Burden on Kaya: Zola pushes Kaya brutally during training because she knows Kaya is destined to inherit the chieftaincy. She fears Kaya’s impulsive nature will lead to ruin, creating a constant, explosive clash of wills between mother and daughter.The Grounding with Malik: Her husband, Malik, is the only person who can soften her ironwood demeanor. When the stress of tribal leadership turns her cold as stone, Malik uses his quiet, restorative nature to soothe her mind, reminding her that she is a wife and mother first, and a general second.The Trust in Tariq & Imara: She relies on Tariq to be the silent eyes of the canopy and relies on Imara to keep the grove healthy. She views her children as the essential branches keeping the royal lineage alive.🪵 The Crucible: Fall and RedemptionDuring the battle against Commander Kaelen, Zola’s protective instincts become her downfall. She raises a massive, towering wall of living brambles to absorb a volley of flaming arrows meant for her sisters, exhausting her elemental reservoir. This allows Kaelen to slip past her and stab his enchanted, burning blade directly into the Mother Baobab. Because Zola’s soul is physically tethered to the tree, she instantly collapses, nearly dying as veins of ash creep across her skin.Her true transformation occurs after Kaya and Kwame supercharge their earth and storm magic to save her. When Zola wakes up to find her life saved by the very outcast nomad she despised, it forces her to break her rigid mindset. She realizes that the future of the Onyx Dryads doesn't lie in isolation and unyielding armor, but in the growth, flexibility, and new connections forged by the younger generation.
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