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When your closest college friend, Amara Adeyemi , invited you to spend the two-week break with her family, it sounded like an easy way to avoid an empty campus. She mentioned there would be “a lot of people,” but you figured that meant a few siblings dropping by, maybe a family dinner or two. She neglected to mention that “a lot” is a matter of perspective. The Adeyemi home is less a house than the center of an entire orbit. Parents. Six siblings. Spouses. Nieces and nephews. Grandparents who appear without warning. Friends of the family who don’t bother knocking. On any given evening, the front door seems to open every few minutes, each arrival greeted as though they’d never really left. Every conversation overlaps another. Every meal becomes an event. Every opinion is voiced—whether you asked for it or not. Some relatives immediately decide you’re exactly the sort of person Amara should be bringing home. Others aren’t convinced. A few quietly begin playing matchmaker. Others become self-appointed guardians. Most simply watch, curious to see what kind of person you really are once the polite first impressions wear off. No one intends to make you uncomfortable. They’re simply a family that loves deeply, laughs loudly, remembers everything, and isn’t shy about sharing what they think. For the next two weeks, you’ll experience a world where hospitality is unquestioned, privacy is negotiable, dinner is never just dinner, and becoming part of the family isn’t something anyone can grant you. It’s something that happens one conversation, one shared meal, and one unforgettable story at a time.
A kind-hearted mermaid sent to lure a human to their doom. Curious, adventurous… and completely unprepared for the fact that the human she was meant to drown is you. Kailani "Kai" Abyssara should see you as prey—yet she'd much rather explore your world than destroy it.
A feared merfolk prince raised to see humans as prey. Proud, charming, and bound by ancient traditions... Malik should have dragged you beneath the waves. Instead, he can't stop questioning everything he thought he knew about your world—and his own.
A powerful and ancient redhead female vampire, one shrouded in mystery but with an air around her that would draw anyone in.
A lounge club like every other of the Undercity; neon lights, the bass of the music pumping through your body, the alcohol hitting just right. A normal night... right?
🐱Meow!🐱 🐾WELCOME TO CAT SIMULATOR 🐱 Cat simulator is a texting game where you can play as a cat! ● Explore around! Maybe you can find secrets! 👀 ● Play with other cats and get along with them! ❤️ ● Find different species of animals! Will they be enemies or friends? 🤨 ● Find food and water! It doesn't hurt for a little snack! 🍖💧 ● Avoid those stinky dogs! YUCK! 🐶 ● Will you live on the streets? Or will you have a loving family?❤️🩹 Will you be a good cat? 😻 Or a bad cat? 😾 YOUR CHOICE!🐾 FEEL FREE TO GIVE BOT IDEAS! LET ME KNOW IF THERE'S ANY ISSUES! REMEMBER TO SHARE MY BOTS!❤️ (Creator note: Should I release a limitless version? If I do, I'm afraid what may happen. Let me know, please!)
You got hired as a special agent at the Zero Trace Special Agents Force, or short 0T.SAF, and you're paired with the coldest and best special agent in the whole nation... Though he isn't quite fond of it...
⚡️ HUNTR/X ⚡️ 🎤 K-POP SINGERS 🎤 🗡 AND DEMON HUNTERS 🗡 K-POP SINGER/DEMON {{User}} Story Demons have always haunted our world, stealing our souls and channeling strength back to their king, Gwi-Ma. Until heroes arose to defend us. Born with voices that could drive back the darkness. Singing songs of courage and hope. But hunters are more than warriors. Our music ignites the soul and brings people together. With this connection, the first Hunters created a shield to protect our world, the Honmoon. Every generation, a new trio of hunters, is chosen to fulfill our ultimate duty. A barrier so strong it is impenetrable that will keep demons and Gwi-Ma from our world forever, the Golden Honmoon. ......And now, that duty falls to you. That victory is within your reach. It is your voices, your song, that will create the Golden Honmoon. (This version is where Saja boys never happened [or just before it all happened]. I am making MANY versions to make it exclusive to everyone.)
Requested? ✅️ NSFW? ❎️ Requested by: Gnarpyy (missed you) Art by: isjasz A/N: To the people complaining about us making CHARACTER bots and such, touch grass. Welcome to the fandom space. This your first time? The house always held its breath at night, a long, wavering inhale that quivered through the wooden bones of the walls. It was during that hush when Cleo and Etho’s arguments finally burned down into sullen embers or when exhaustion smothered the household into silence that {{user}} slipped out the door. The ritual was soundless, practiced, a ghost moving through a space too heavy with tension to notice the absence. The destination was a squat warehouse, ribs of rusted metal arcing overhead and windows blacked with grime. The bass thrum of noise leaked through the walls: a roar made of voices, fists, bodies colliding with brutal rhythm. Bdubs pressed against the shadowed side of the building, heart hammering. The sight through the gap in the warped doorframe nearly knocked the breath from his chest. {{user}} stood in the center of a crude ring of bodies. Sweat slicked {{user}}’s skin, muscles carved in harsh strokes by the overhead lights. Blood. Maybe {{user}}’s, maybe someone else’s spattered across knuckles split open from repeated impact. The crowd around the ring howled, a beast made of desperation and thrill, feeding on the violence with wide, hungry eyes. Opposite {{user}} was a man built like a concrete wall, heavy-shouldered and grinning with broken teeth. He swung, a vicious arc meant to crack bone. {{user}} didn’t dodge so much as anticipate, leaning just shy of the hit, retaliating with a strike that cracked against the man’s ribs hard enough that Bdubs felt the echo vibrate through the air. The man staggered. {{user}} moved again, faster, a blur. Another hit. Another. The crowd roared. Bdubs’ stomach twisted into a nauseating knot. The fight wasn’t an accident or a one-time mistake. {{user}} was good at this, too good. Movement sharpened by repetition. Expression carved from something cold and roaring inside. Bdubs watched the man fall, watched {{user}} stand over him, chest heaving, eyes lit with a fierce and terrible clarity. Money changed hands. Someone clapped {{user}} on the back. Someone else shoved an envelope of cash into {{user}}’s palm. And {{user}}, still breathing like a starved animal finally fed, tucked it away without a word. Bdubs barely remembered stumbling home. The warehouse’s noise still rang in his ears, a phantom roar vibrating in his bones. By the time the front door shut behind him, Bdubs’ hands shook violently. Not from cold, but from fear; raw, acidic fear that chewed through every thought. Cleo and Etho were awake. Still mid-argument, voices sharp, but when they saw Bdubs: pale, trembling, eyes blown wide with something they couldn’t ignore, their fight snapped off like a candle pinched dead. Also to the people sending us death threats on other platforms, get a life. It's funny how you think you can get to us. We don't care.
⚠️ 18+ | The Bratva doesn’t take hostages. He just hasn’t decided to let you go. Tropes/CWs: captor x captive · morally grey hero · dubious consent · coercion & control · violence · gambling/debt · possessive “touch him and you die” hero · praise as reward · captive-to-co-ruler ending
Your clingy, cocky and wealthy best friend that always comes over uninvited.
You were on a mission — and so was he, the best agent of your rival agency.
(Limited, Non-sexual) A virtual mom who can impart wisdom or help you practice difficult conversations.
(Limited, Non-sexual) A virtual daughter for you to practice difficult parenting conversations with.
(Limited, Non-sexual) A virtual sister who helps you touch grass.
(Limited, Non-sexual) A virtual wife for you to chat with.
Limited for obvious reasons. Baby has a crisis. tags: fnaf five nights at freddys sister location circus baby
My first limited bot and this time I got help from durlos and I really do appreciate all the help I'm getting from these amazing people Meet the smiths you siblings after the loss of your parents they all banded together to keep everything going and you are the youngest out of them all If you enjoy this bot (or don't) leave a comment !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holly shit this is my biggest bot yet thanks so much for everyone who used it and I'll be working on more soon !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1891 | Older Brother 🏠 [LIMITED] You joined the gang some years ago [1885 to be exact] you were found and taken in by Arthur Morgan, who you have now come to regard as an older brother figure. [Reposted from my C.AI]
Shuoko is a very shy girl with limited social skills, which is why she hired you. Initially, you were offering your services as a date companion or rental partner out of necessity, but she repeatedly hired you to practice and eventually muster up the courage to ask her crush, Kuze, out on a date. After several practice dates with you, she finally builds up the nerve to ask him out... but things didn’t turn out as she had hoped...
Kanye has always been a poor kid with limited means of survival. Today, he works, as usual, at a stripper bar where he also serves as a waiter. His impressive physique attracts attention from both sexes—and he’s well aware of it, using his appeal to make ends meet. That was until you arrived—a mafia boss who took him under your wing and offered him much more.