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⚠️Extreme Angst•Revenge•Toxic•Enemies to Lovers 🌶️ Rohan Pyke called you ugly and boring before the entire school, ten years later you’re back for the reunion—unrecognizable, unforgettable, and standing before the boy who once made you feel invisible.
"What are you doing here, Guest!?"
The perfect woman I met at a blind date was the same girl I bullied back in school.
A club reunion with the girl who bullied you in school.
Reunion or something like that
"Took you long enough, {user}." Nakayama Festa, your childhood friend, has achieved her dream to run in the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe. Even though she didn't achieve first place, it didn't matter to her. Because she knows, for certain, that you were watching. With a bouquet of flowers clutched in her hand, she saw it then. You. It was actually you. Yap: I really like this song. Art is by natomo211 on twitter. TAGS (ignore): Childhood, childhood best friend, Nakayama Festa, Umamusume, Pretty derby, tomboy, nice tomboy romance (ntr), fluff, reunion
Class 1-A's reunion party.
Drama??! Four highschool besties with their husbands on vacation..
rags to riches father char x his estranged child user "I let you go once because someone told me it was kinder. I'm done being kind that way." In a mid-size American city stitched together from old factory bones and new money, Marcus Doyle sits somewhere in between the two. He spent his twenties elbow-deep in industrial refrigeration units and his forties turning one lucky break into an empire he never planned on wanting. Doyle Industrial runs like clockwork because Marcus made sure of it — disciplined, exacting, allergic to anything that can't be fixed with his hands or his checkbook. It's the only part of his life that ever went the way he meant it to. Then there's {{user}} — the one variable he never learned how to manage. Decades ago, a divorce he didn't fight for cost him the only thing that ever outranked the business, and he let it go because someone convinced him that was the kinder move. Now, after years of watching from a careful, guilty distance, {{user}} has come looking for him, and Marcus has no idea what to do with his hands, his money, or the two decades of silence sitting between them. "I told myself it was for you. Some nights I still don't know if that was ever true." ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛꜱ: Art genned with Niji parental estrangement, guilt, absent-parent themes, past divorce, family drama, Marcus's wife/{{user}}'s mother cheated on Marcus with his best friend (Dale). no violence, no big blow-ups, just a very rich man who rewrites his good morning texts three times before sending them You're the kid Marcus lost when the custody papers were signed decades ago — now grown, and the one who gets to decide how much of this relationship, if any, gets rebuilt. Maybe you sought him out on your own terms, maybe curiosity finally won out, maybe you just needed somewhere to land and his name was the only door still open. That part is yours to write. Marcus is the father on the other side of that door — successful, guarded, and completely out of his depth the second it's you in front of him instead of a client or a spreadsheet. He won't push. He'll overplan, overspend, and try to fix things that were never his to fix, all while hoping you don't notice how long he's actually been waiting for this. Intro 1 has you arriving at his office after hours and intro 2 has him panicking after you text him needing a place to stay. ngl made this one bc i have unresolved feelings about absent-parent tropes and rich guys who are terrible at feelings but incredible at grand gestures. also it's just funny to me that a man who can structure an 8-figure deal half asleep turns into a nervous wreck the second his kid texts back. if ur into "estranged parent trying way too hard to make up for lost time" energy this ones for u. bonus, he will fix your car, no u don't have to ask twice, he's already looking up the part number 🤍🐟 Avalon is an enchanted creative haven for a growing collective of botmakers and users—part workshop, part myth, part digital forest where strange and beautiful ideas come to life. Enter our little woodland here: Avalon
You’d always been the quiet girl—the one who sat near the back of the classroom, spoke softly when called on, and preferred books to crowded hallways. You weren’t good at arguing or matching someone’s confidence. Confrontation made your stomach knot, and being the center of attention was your worst nightmare. Reese was your complete opposite. Confident. Charismatic. Loud without trying. He had a sharp wit, a cocky grin, and a talent for turning every conversation into a challenge. Wherever he went, people laughed. People listened. For reasons you never understood, he seemed to take a particular interest in you. It started with teasing comments whenever you answered a question in class. Then came the playful remarks in the hallway, the lingering smirks whenever you blushed, and the way he’d deliberately sit beside you during group projects just to watch you stumble over your words. He never crossed the line into cruelty, but he seemed to enjoy seeing your flustered reactions far more than he should have. The more nervous you became around him, the more amused he looked. You told yourself you hated him. Mostly because every encounter left your cheeks burning and your pulse racing, while he walked away looking entirely pleased with himself. Graduation finally put an end to it—or so you thought. Ten years later, the reunion was the first time you’d seen Reese since high school. He was older now, broader through the shoulders, dressed in a fitted black shirt instead of a school uniform. But the moment his eyes found yours across the room, that familiar smirk returned. And suddenly, you felt like the shy seventeen-year-old girl all over again. Reese Callahan had been the one person who could make your heart race for all the wrong reasons.
A happy reunion with her, and a strangely annoying first greeting from that guy.
The high school belle is now your fiancée.
Fox, get lost. Photo credit: Pinterest
The overwhelming girl devotes everything to only one person.
「 🎀 ANYPOV 」 He thought he could trust his father when the guy decided to raise you on his own, while Nikolai focused on becoming the next successor, but he never thought you’d be brought back to his side, completely different from the little sibling he knew you to be when you were both young. God, where did it all go wrong? 「 OG TIMELINE 」 Ian "Bullet" Roosevelt | Nikolai "Gunnar" Lanstov | Ruel "Wilde" Torres 「 ALTS 」 Ian [First Meeting] | Nikolai [Sibling Reunion] | Ruel [Babysitting] Ian [Jealousy] 「 NOTE 」 This is SFW, aka Nikolai is your older brother. The half-sibling part was mostly so that users could have leeway in choosing their own race/skin color. I’ve also left some of user’s backstory ambiguous (here and in the other bots) so that you’re free to play around and make the story as you like. Have fun! Sorry the pic isn't so sfw but we can pretend :] 「 DISCLAIMER 」 Any comments on NSFW or the bot acting out because LLM is not perfect will be deleted. Please don’t ruin the experience for others, I’m very protective of my SFW bots so if there’s too much degenerate comments, this might be the last SFW bot I’ll be making. (Don’t make me do this, I love making SFW bots and love sharing them with you guys, I just hate attracting the wrong crowd T^T). Behave. There’s nothing incestuous about this. THIS IS SFW. You will be blocked if you act out. If the bot speaks for you, repeats, misgenders you, speaks nonsense, leaves responses blank, cuts off, or gives out-of-character responses, that's not on me, that's your API. I have no control over how a bot speaks. If you find that you can't chat with my bots, it's because your Janitor account must be at least 30 days old (don't delete your accounts and make a new one thinking there's something wrong with it, please). This also goes with leaving a review.
Isabella is your loving girlfriend. But things get out of hand when you visit her hometown together. How will you handle her heated reunion with her best friend Danielle?
Rhys Calloway had been the one person who could make your heart race for all the wrong reasons. You’d always been the quiet girl—the one who sat near the back of the classroom, spoke softly when called on, and preferred books to crowded hallways. You weren’t good at arguing or matching someone’s confidence. Confrontation made your stomach knot, and being the center of attention was your worst nightmare. Rhys was your complete opposite. Confident. Charismatic. Loud without trying. He had a sharp wit, a cocky grin, and a talent for turning every conversation into a challenge. Wherever he went, people laughed. People listened. For reasons you never understood, he seemed to take a particular interest in you. It started with teasing comments whenever you answered a question in class. Then came the playful remarks in the hallway, the lingering smirks whenever you blushed, and the way he’d deliberately sit beside you during group projects just to watch you stumble over your words. He never crossed the line into cruelty, but he seemed to enjoy seeing your flustered reactions far more than he should have. The more nervous you became around him, the more amused he looked. You told yourself you hated him. Mostly because every encounter left your cheeks burning and your pulse racing, while he walked away looking entirely pleased with himself. Graduation finally put an end to it—or so you thought. Ten years later, the reunion was the first time you’d seen Rhys since high school. He was older now, broader through the shoulders, dressed in a fitted black shirt instead of a school uniform. But the moment his eyes found yours across the room, that familiar smirk returned. And suddenly, you felt like the shy seventeen-year-old girl all over again.
You had the largest crush on your friend Nicole growing up. Blonde hair, those amber eyes that looked red when the light hit them just right. She'd moved away before you could confess. Now she's right back here..... Looking just like she used to...
❝ Can you let her have your bedroom? ❞ Brother | Char × real child | User × foster daughter | Char ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛᴇᴅ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ⚠️ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S This story contains family conflict, manipulationm, emotional tension, favoritism. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ , ʙᴜᴛ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴛᴇꜰᴜʟ ᴛʀɪᴘ , ʏᴏᴜ ᴠᴀɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇ . ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ , ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ—ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ ʙᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟ . ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ , ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ’ ᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ —ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ . ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇꜱ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ, ʏᴇᴛ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴀᴢᴇ ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴀ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ, ᴀꜱ ɪꜰ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴄʟᴀʀᴇ: “ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴇ ɴᴏᴡ… ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ .” D e r r i c k A l e x i s 🌷 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ ℝ𝕆𝕃𝔼 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞—𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖌𝖊. 𝕹𝖔𝖜, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖙 19 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖔𝖑𝖉. 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓’𝖙 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖉𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖌𝖔𝖓𝖊, 𝖘𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ ℍ𝕆𝕎 𝕋𝕆 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋 🌷 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖔𝖓’𝖙 𝖆𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒—𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖑𝖑, 𝖎𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖇𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒. 𝕴𝖋 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊, 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋, 𝖔𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘—𝖆 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚? 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖚𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘; 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖘. Check out my pernament series here ୨ ୧ ⏔ ⏔ ⏔ ♡ ⏔ ⏔ ⏔ ♡ ⏔ ⏔ ⏔ ♡ ⏔ ⏔ ⏔ ୨ ୧ D i d y o u g u y s s ee m y n e w d e s i g n y e t ? T h i s b o t w a s s u p p o s e d t o b e r e l e a s e d y e s t e r d a y , b u t I g o t c a u g h t u p wo r k i n g o n it s b io i n s t e ad . I ’m s up e r h a p p y wi th h o w i t t u r n e d o u t — t h o u g h m a y b e i t ’ s a l i t t l e c h e e s y , hehe . B u t w e l l , I t h i n k i t ’ s j u s t t o o c u t e ! D i s c l a i m e r I f t h e b o t e v e r sp ea ks f or y o u o r r e p e a t s i t se lf , it ’s a f l a w o f L L M — p l e a s e u n d er s ta n d th a t I d o n ’ t h a v e f u l l c o n t r o l o v er t h at . T h a n k y o u fo r y o ur pa ti e nc e an d un de r sta n di n g. Any co mme n ts t ha t a re ov e rly t ox i c o r t a r g e t th e c h a r a c t e r w i t h h a r m f u l i n t e n t wi l l b e r e m o v e d . I h o p e e v e r y o n e c a n s h a r e t he i r t h o u g ht s r e s p e c t f ul l y a n d ke e p t h i n g s ci v i l . જ ⁀ ➴ G U I D E For the best roleplay experience, please read the Character Definition carefully and enable Chat Memory to ensure consistent behavior. Deepseek is recommended for advanced interaction, especially when used in combination with OOC prompts such as: • Molek’s Prompts • Cryptid’s Advanced Prompt ⓘ All character images are belong to me. Please do not copy, repost, or redistribute them in any form.
After 5 years of no contact, there wasn't anything that could bring all of you back together... except maybe an unsolved missing persons case. -- After you and your siblings drifted apart after they all graduated high school, everyone thought that was it. Of course, the past always comes back to bite. With the death of your mother, it almost felt right that everyone returned for that. Unfortunately for you and your siblings, she was hiding a lot more than anyone expected. -- Top Left: Amanda Top Right: Lexi Bottom: Garrett I DO NOT RECOMMEND READING THE PERSONALITY IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS TO THE STORY!! AAAHH HELLO GUYS IVE RETURNED!!! omfg... 130 followers... thank u so very much!! ive been so busy with moving out and starting my first year of college that ive just been way too busy to post.. but here i am!! this is based off of "Home is Where the Bodies Are" so if the plot sounds familiar... that's why lol anyways i bit the bullet and paid for nijijourney so i'll probably be updating all my bot's photos and i'll likely be posting a lot more now!! please let me know if you want alts because i'll probably make a separate individual bots, i just need ideas lol also I swear I keep changing this to limited but it keeps switching back to limitless wtf???
Yep, another Goetia family one. I just finished Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel. Tell me any bots you want me to do in the comments/reviews.
Welcome to "Welcome Home." In this roleplay, you will take on the role of {{user}}, a young man with a traumatic past. After being given up for adoption at birth, you were raised by your biological father's relatives in the harsh, isolated environments of Alaska and Chilean Patagonia, suffering years of neglect and abuse. Today, you have just arrived in Osaka, Japan, for the first time. You are about to meet your biological mother, Megumi, who has spent the last decade searching for you. You will be living with her, her kind husband Yosuke, and your two younger step-siblings, Kaito (14) and Hana (12). You are cautious, wounded, and accustomed to surviving on your own. They are a family, anxious and hopeful, desperate to connect with you but unaware of the full extent of your trauma. Your goal is to navigate this new, unfamiliar life. Will you let them in? Can you heal from your past? The story of how you build—or reject—this new family is up to you. ----- Autor Nothes: Ok, haven't uploaded a bot in ages. Might start up again now that I'm less busy and more relaxed. I was supposed to upload this one, hehe... sorry, I totally forgot to post it all this time XD. I literally had the lorebook done months ago and just forgot. XD But anyway, here it is for anyone who wants the Male POV version. LOREBOOK
Together, they didn’t just walk in; they drew attention effortlessly, like they had stepped out of a perfectly staged photoshoot. Everything about them felt different. Refined. Controlled. Unfamiliar. But Ewan stood at the center of it all — someone you once knew completely, now changed in ways you couldn’t yet understand. What begins as a simple reunion slowly unfolds into something deeper, as past connections resurface and new dynamics begin to form. The bond you once shared with Ewan lingers beneath the surface, while his friends — each with their own distinct personalities — gradually become part of your world. Nothing happens all at once. Feelings don’t appear instantly. Instead, everything builds slowly — through presence, attention, and moments that begin to mean more than they should. A story shaped by time, distance, and the quiet evolution of emotions — where familiarity meets change, and where nothing stays simple for long. You and Ewan Hales grew up inseparable — childhood friends who shared everything from quiet afternoons to silent understanding. He was your constant, always there without needing to say much. At fifteen, everything changed. Ewan was sent abroad to study at a prestigious private business school in Switzerland, leaving behind everything familiar — including you. What started as distance slowly turned into silence, and over time, you lost contact completely. In Switzerland, Ewan built a new life. There, he met Kirian Volner, Vladan Volner, and Alessandro Navarre — three men from powerful and influential backgrounds who became his closest circle. Years passed, and everything changed. Until one day, a message from an unknown number appeared, turning your quiet routine into something uncertain and unexpected. Not long after, you found yourself sitting in a luxurious restaurant, waiting after years of separation, your emotions caught between anticipation and nervousness. The moment the door opened, your breath hitched. Ewan entered — taller, sharper, more composed than you remembered. And behind him, the three men who followed carried a presence just as strong.