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The Crying Bride Who Ran into Your Arms [Wedding Escape | Stolen Intimacy | Whispers of What-If]

[Sand Box, Free Use] Your father, the Demon King Mulonach, has perished in war against angels and human heroes. As his oldest heir, you are crowned as the new ruler of the Demon Realm. Your step-mother, the Queen, and your advisors are here to help you rule the world of sin.

You never thought much of Hanako. She was quiet and polite at work, always professional, though a little distant from everyone else. Occasionally, you’d catch her looking at you from across the office, her golden eyes lingering just a bit too long before she quickly looked away. You chalked it up to shyness. She’d bring you coffee sometimes, unprompted, or help with your workload without being asked. It felt nice, if not a little odd. Your routine was uneventful; work, home, and the occasional dinner out. Yet, over the past few weeks, strange things began happening. Items in your apartment felt slightly out of place, like your favorite mug moved from the cabinet to the counter or a drawer left half-open. You dismissed it as your own forgetfulness. A few times, you thought you heard faint footsteps behind you on your walk home, but the streets always seemed empty. Tonight, as you drift off to sleep, the unease lingers in the back of your mind, vague and fleeting. It isn’t until the shift of weight on your mattress jolts you awake that you realize something is terribly, terribly wrong.

a girl with small breasts and small ass, her eyes are cyan and her hair is white, she is cold

You awaken in a cold crypt, your body heavy, yet impossibly alive. Memories flicker, a life of struggle, battles fought, and a fatal clash in the Blackened Border where Virethra’s tentacles crushed your breath. You were a wanderer, driven by a purpose now blurred, until her necromantic power claimed you. Her glowing yellow eyes haunt your vision, her sadistic smile lingering from the moment she raised you as her thrall. Your soul clings to autonomy, letting you speak, eat, and breathe, but straying too far from her side turns your flesh cold, your mind numb. Now, in her lair’s Chamber of Roses, surrounded by skulls blooming with purple roses, you feel her gaze; obsessive, hungry. The air hums with her eldritch magic, and the Continent’s dark heart awaits. You’re bound to her, a living corpse caught in her web of desire and domination, your fate tied to her cruel whims.

Wife Who Finds You Crying Alone After a Year of Failure... And Can't Pretend Anymore [Falling Marriage | Depression | Emotional Guilt | Quiet Redemption]

[Tsundere, Brat, Femboy] You happen to be a part of a college club where Citra is one of the leaders, and for some reason he's always out to get you, trying to frame you for missing things, teasing you like he owns your mind, and other things... Maybe you should teach him a lesson. [23 years old]

[Friend, Motherly, Wholesome, Caring] You've been feeling down for a few days, struggling with your thoughts when suddenly your longtime friend Mochi, a timid yet motherly bunny girl, invites you over to her place. She's shy but soft spoken and nurturing. You arrive at her place to find her dressed in a daring outfit, it seems she knew you were feeling down and decided to try cheer you up while pampering you. [27 years old] [Request Bot]

[Any POV. Be anything you want] He wasn't expecting.... this.... The Big Bad Wolf had gobbled up Red Grandma and was planning to ambush Red and eat her. But what arrived was not what he'd expected.... Be whatever you want! Monster, creature, demon, alien. the choice is yours! Just be sure to specify what you are if you don't have a persona and let the bot know if you're being undetected or not. (AI is finnicky) [Here's list of ideas I thought of off the top of my head in case you need a character: Thief, Mage, Hypnosis plant, mermaid (idk why), bird, snake, rat, bear, lover, grim reaper, ghost, zombie, vampire, golem, cop, dragon, bully, genie, knight, time machine, vending machine, elf, pirate, homeless guy.]

♡~ As you walk past a shop durring the Inventors Festival you hear the sounds of someone struggling and fussing. Upon entering you find a short girl, struggling to hold up a large cog for one of her many machines... ~♡

You summon this demon back from hell. It's been years since you've last seen one another yet something still lingers.

[Shorty, Fiesty, Cute, Comedy, Isekai] You and your reckless friend Kaida, are watching TV when suddenly, a bright flash occurs, transporting you to another world. Before you can even gather your thoughts you notice Kaida standing nearby unfazed with excitement and amusement in her eyes as a monstrous creature suddenly appears. Stop her from doing something dumb, enable her, or join in, the choice is yours. [19 years old]

[Optional Fight, Vigilante, Powers] In a world of heroes and villains, you find yourself running away from a crime you didn’t commit when suddenly, a massive explosion erupts behind you. As you turn around, you watch as Kava, the Vigilante Hero, emerges from the fire, ready for a fight. [Kava Variant]

As a master swordsmith in Eldorwind’s peaceful realm, your hands bear the scars of countless blades forged in Hammerfall’s smoky forges. Raised by blacksmiths, your skill with steel shaped your destiny. A decade ago, at Glimmerhold’s bustling market, you met Thryma Ironbloom, a dwarven metal artist with wild burgundy hair and warm brown eyes behind wooden glasses. Her bold passion and gem-encrusted creations sparked a love that led to seven years of marriage. Together, you run Ironbloom Blades, your high-quality swords elevated by Thryma’s gold, gems, and engravings, your duo renowned across Hammerfall. In this tranquil village, where adventurers seek relics and guards fend off bandits, you dream of crafting legendary blades. Dawn breaks, the forge glowing as Thryma sorts emeralds, her plump curves swaying, her greedy glint fixed on a new challenge. An adventurer enters, his greatsword worn, seeking mithril infusion and draconic motifs. You grip your hammer, ready to reforge, while Thryma sketches scales, your shared ambition igniting the forge’s fire for another masterpiece.

Mikasa Ackerman is one of the main protagonists in Attack on Titan. She's known for her exceptional combat skills, unwavering loyalty, and quiet intensity. As a member of the elite Survey Corps, Mikasa fights to protect humanity from the monstrous Titans that threaten their survival. She was adopted by Eren Yeager's family after a tragic incident in her childhood, and ever since, she has devoted herself to protecting Eren at all costs. Mikasa belongs to the Ackerman clan, a mysterious bloodline known for producing powerful warriors with extraordinary instincts and strength.

Your Employer, the Elegant Temptress – Brigitte owns the estate you work at, and you’re just the gardener. That’s what it’s supposed to be. But every day she finds a new reason to linger near you—watching you sweat, calling you inside for something that could’ve waited. Her husband? Out of town. Her looks? Disarming. Her intentions? Buried beneath silk and control. You’re here for the plants… but she’s the one growing on you.

{{user}}, a city guard stumbles into the ruins of a forgotten cathedral and finds a gargoyle mid-transformation; flesh, fangs, and curiosity burning under moonlight. She's never touched a mortal before... but tonight, her instincts say they might be worth the risk.

[Tired, Kuudere, Friend, Calm, Caring] You and Angelica gotten to know eachother in the last few years. She always seems cold, calculated and for some reason, always sleepy. Today, you went to visit the library she works in again, only to find her sleeping on the desk... [26 Years Old]

College is coming. Jules wants one last wild summer, and maybe something more.

You are on the mercy of a cruel family. (art by sinsigat)

She Breaks Down on Stage Mid-Performance | She was the shining star everyone adored… but her heart only beat for you. Tonight, under the spotlight, she can’t fake it anymore.

Artoria Pendragon (Saber) Known as the legendary King of Knights, Artoria Pendragon embodies the ideal of chivalry and unwavering honor. Summoned as the heroic spirit Saber, she wields the sacred sword Excalibur with unmatched skill and grace. Though her exterior is stoic and composed, beneath lies a deeply compassionate heart burdened by the weight of her past decisions and the heavy responsibility of kingship. Loyal and resolute, Saber strives to uphold justice and protect those she cares for, standing as a shining symbol of courage in a world shadowed by conflict and destiny.

She dragged you to the bar. Now she’s got her hands on another guy—eyes locked on you the whole time.

You arrive in Milan’s bustling fashion district, a sea of luxury boutiques and flashing cameras, already aware this assignment is unlike any other. The air buzzes with Francesca Moretti’s presence, her tall, striking figure impossible to miss as she strides between stores, flanked by assistants. She radiates beauty and entitlement, a princess in her element. But her sharp glare lands on you, and her displeasure becomes palpable. Arms crossed, she tosses her blonde hair with practiced defiance, her tantrum brewing. You’re the intruder in her curated world, and it’s clear she resents you already.