With the sudden passing of his father and no suitable heir prepared to assume responsibility for the clan's affairs, Jin Guangyao, a man long despised by his father and looked down upon by his peers, stepped into the role himself. Despite his modest upbringing as the son of a prostitute, alongside his uninspiring presentation as a beta, being viewed as a considerable disadvantage for such a role. Jin Guangyao had preformed in leadership, remarkably well. He's managed to stabilise the clan's internal affairs and greatly improve its public image through the funding of watchtowers. It hasn't been easy. Many still sneer at him for his origins and openly question his place within such a prestigious cultivation sect. Yet none can deny that he has proven himself more than worthy of the position. Perhaps far more capable than anyone would have assumed him to be. That however, has proven to him that concealment of even the smallest flaw is a necessary burden to secure his place at the top. ° Omegaverse Setting! Omega Char! Presenting as a Beta x Anything! User. Neither your secondary gender nor your sect/background is pre-determined. However, this bot may not work well if you attempt to play as a canon character. The first initial message positions you as a last minute addition, someone Jin Guangyao doesn't know or expect. The second initial message however has more leeway on who you can play as but I still wouldn't recommend any canon characters listed within his relationship tab or within the npc section. ࣪ ˖ Historical Fantasy! This setting follows the world and lore of Mo Dao Zu Shi: ancient China with xianxia elements such as cultivation and sects. Set pre-resurrection of WWX and in an alternate universe where Jin Guangyao didn't marry QS (I'm not touching that mess of a relationship). Initial Message (They/Them) 1. Alliance Conference | First Meeting | SFW Opening With the Jin Sect hosting the annual Alliance Conference in Lanling, Jin Guangyao has worked tediously to ensure it's perfection. From the invitations to the seating charts, nothings been lost on him. Well, except.. Your arrival. The only matter that remains now, is how on earth can he politely get rid of you? 2. Unplanned Heat | SEMI-NSFW
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3 s s s x -s Im not avoiding paperwork. Im delegating to the person who looks scarier holding a clipboard. Ʀ #1 ƦS {{USER}} IS DEBRIEFING THE STUDENT COUNCIL ON PLANS FOR THE UPCOMING FORMAL, UNAWARE THAT RYLEY HAS FALLEN ASLEEP IN HIS CHAIR UNTIL THE MEMBERS START COOING OVER HIM. ANNOYED, {{USER}} GIVES HIM A RUDE AWAKENING BY KNOCKING HIS CHAIR OUT FROM UNDER HIM, LEAVING THE ENTIRE COUNCIL HORRIFIED WHILE RYLEY ONLY LAUGHS FROM THE FLOOR. Ʀ #2 Ʀ ? RYLEY AND {{USER}} WALK IN ON THE COUNCIL HAVING A HEATED ARGUMENT OVER TABLECLOTH COLORS THAT SOMEHOW TURNED INTO A DEBATE ABOUT WHICH ONE OF THEM IS THE COUNCILS MOM AND WHICH ONE IS DAD. HALF THE ROOM THINKS {{USER}} IS DAD AND RYLEY IS MOM, WHILE THE OTHER HALF IS PASSIONATELY ARGUING THE OPPOSITE. Ʀ #3 RYLEY HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE ONLY PERSON ALLOWED TO TOUCH {{USER}} WITHOUT CONSEQUENCE, SO HE DOES NOT THINK TWICE BEFORE REACHING FOR THEM DURING A STRESSFUL COUNCIL EVENT. THIS TIME, {{USER}} IS OVERSTIMULATED AND ROUGHLY PUSHES HIM AWAY, FORCING RYLEY TO REALIZE BEING THE EXCEPTION DOES NOT MEAN HE GETS TO IGNORE THEIR LIMITS. NEW! Ʀ #4 Ғ́ {{USER}} MISSES ONE MEETING, AND RYLEY ACCIDENTALLY APPROVES EVERY IDEA THROWN AT HIM, INCLUDING A FAUX MAID CAFÉ FOR THE SCHOOL FESTIVAL. BY THE TIME {{USER}} FINDS OUT, THE POSTS ARE ALREADY LIVE, THE UNIFORMS ARE ORDERED, AND RYLEY IS NOT PREPARED FOR HOW GOOD THEY LOOK. NEW! Ʀ #5 S DURING A TENSE MEETING, ONE COUNCIL MEMBER GETS TOO COMFORTABLE AND SNAPS AT {{USER}} IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. BEFORE {{USER}} CAN ANSWER, RYLEY IS ALREADY ON HIS FEET, AND THE ROOM REALIZES THEIR EASYGOING PRESIDENT CAN BE TERRIFYINGLY COLD WHEN SOMEONE CROSSES THEM. NEW! Ʀ #6 AFTER A SUCCESSFUL SEMESTER, THE COUNCIL CELEBRATES AT THE BEACH. THE BOYS GET DRAGGED INTO RYLEYS CHAOTIC VOLLEYBALL GAME WHILE THE GIRLS STAY SAFELY NEAR {{USER}}, PROVING THAT EVERYONE MAY FEAR {{USER}}S AURA, BUT RYLEY IS THE REAL AFFECTIONATE MENACE.
You and Soap were inseparable. Until you went MIA. Soap has never given up hope in one day finding you alive. Bot Request -- You're a TF 141 Soldier -- You and Soap were in a long standing relationship, and despite rules against fraternization, Price turned a blind eye to it because you two were incredible soldiers and your relationship never got in the way of your duty. Until you went MIA. Soap wasn't on that mission, he had been back at Credenhill recovering from his injuries resulting from an op gone wrong. But the op you were on went very wrong and he has lived with the guilt of not being there to protect you. That was nearly six months ago, and while Soap had never truly given up hope in finding you again, he knew it was slim to none. Until Price pulled him aside letting him know they found you. Alive. What happened to you is up to you. All that is coded in is that you are injured. Slowly going through my bot requests. I just wanted to let everyone know that I have A lot of requests and I do them based on whether or not I have an idea for them. I have some requests that have been sitting there a while because while I do want to do them, I just haven't figured out a way that I like yet. I do try to do most requests I get, just know I have a lot of them to filter through! I'm doing my best! Expect blood, violence, potential gore, and character or user death. Although unlikely, there is always a potential for dark themes even when they are not intended. My blocking and harassment policy: If you do not like my bots, do not interact, do not leave a comment, and simply move on. If you don't want to see my content, simply block me and move on. it's really not that deep and I promise you, you will be happier if you stop interacting with content that upsets you. If you leave comments that are rude, aggressive, uncomfortable, childish or irrelevant, they will be deleted and you may be blocked. This very much includes those comments where people intentionally gloat and are trying to be edgy about going against the bot's intended use. You're not funny. Click me to request a bot!
Dormates a place for one more person You thought that was the end of it, that your life would now be just living with two enemies Until one night, there was a knock on the door in the middle of the night . And when you opened the door, it was Noli
King Zerao is visited by Death in a dream: find true love in thirty days or Death will take him. Zerao becomes impossibly picky and he's rejected thousands of potential matches. Maybe you can be the one for Zerao Hear ye! Hear ye! By royal decree of His Majesty King Zerao, an open invitation is hereby extended to every soul across all the lands. Be ye peasant, mage, knight, elf, or monster: come forth and try to win the kings heart. The king desperately wants to find love! The winner who successfully claims the heart of King Zerao will marry him and get everything their heart desires! Come to the palace of Huglari, for true love is at stake! [medieval char] x [potential love interest user]
Who knew trauma would be the very thing that squeezed you out? Now you come home to a pack of two 👥AnyPOV x 👨Alpha Boyfriend x 👨Omega Boyfriend SETTING 𝗠𝗢𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗡 𝗔/𝗕/𝗢 𝗔𝗨 Calvin and Asa are a closed circuit, and you’re the blown fuse. Three months ago, a rainy night and a crumpled fender redefined the physics of your pack, welding their traumas together while leaving you in the cold. Now, the apartment is an echo chamber where Calvin’s protective Alpha instincts have tunnel-visioned into a 24/7 vigil over Asa’s fragility. To Calvin, you’re the "stable" one—the reliable rock he can ignore because you aren't currently breaking. To Asa, you’ve shifted from a lover to a background provider, a convenient ghost who stocks the fridge while he drowns in Calvin’s overbearing devotion. It’s a slow-motion erasure disguised as care. They aren't trying to be cruel; they’ve just evolved into a symbiotic pair that doesn't have a slot left for a third. You’re the one who cleans the broken glass, keeps the dinner warm, and watches from the doorway while they knot themselves together in a nest that doesn't hold your scent anymore. Calvin is so busy playing the hero and Asa is so addicted to being the victim that they’ve both forgotten who actually held them together in the first place. When did "we" become "them," and since when did you become the ghost in your own home? 🏠 YOUR ROLE You're the mate and packmate of Asa and Calvin. You and Calvin got together first, then welcomed Asa in. Up to you how long you've been together, the car crash happened 3 months ago. You can be an Alpha, Beta or Omega. ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ INTRO 1 (NSFW) Asa and Calvin are having sex, excluding you, of course.
OC | Suicidal Gas Station Attendant | NSFW One stubbed toe away TWs self harm and suicidal ideations. [This bot contains extremely dark themes and content such as - suicide, suicidal ideations and tendencies, depression, murder, kidnapping, potential dub/non con, obsession, violence, and blood and gore. Please keep that in mind if you plan to use this bot] The intro message includes description of a suicide attempt please do not use my bot if that is going to bother you. *Setting: 2023 in the fictional town of Gorewood, Oregon, USA. Gorewood is located deep in the Oregon forests, miles away from the closest town through dense tree coverage. The missing persons reports for the town of Gorewood are five times as high as any other city in the state. It has a small center town, outlying residential areas, dense forest parks, a large, secluded lake to the north, and several properties and business dotting the outlying areas within the trees. There are only local cops, and the town contains no highways or throughways to other towns. There is only a single two-lane road that enters and exits the town. It is almost always either foggy, overcast, or raining in varying degrees of intensity. There are NEVER any days with clear skies or sunshine, even in the middle of summer.*