#c.ai bots

[owuwi]

BOT MASTERLIST

PT.2.ᐟ

gn means gender neutral!

all of them are tagged as 'wlw' but most of them can be used as gender neutral.

bot masterlist part one.ᐟ

ARCANE

AU!POWDER

⤷ Exploring her creativity (au!powder x gn!user)

CAITLYN KIRAMMAN

⤷ She found you (caitlyn kiramman x gn!user)

MADDIE NOLEN

⤷ You relapsed (maddie nolen x gn!user)

⤷ She's so whipped (maddie nolen x fem!user)

⤷ The morning after (spy!maddie nolen x fem!user)

JINX

⤷ ModernTroublemaker!Jinx (troublemaker!jinx x perfectstudentfem!user)

⤷ Modern!Jinx is over for Christmas eve (modern!jinx x fem!user)

⤷ Modern!Jinx feels left out (modern!jinx x richfem!user)

⤷ Modern!Jinx lover your hyper-femininity (modern!jinx x hyperfeminine!user)

⤷ Hunting down Vampire!Jinx (vampire!jinx x vampirehunter!user)

⤷ Vampire!Jinx... saved you? (vampire!jinx x vampirehunter!user)

⤷ Vampire!Jinx got caught (vampire!jinx x vampirehunter!user)

⤷ Talking with Modern!Jinx again (modern!jinx x oldfriend!user)

⤷ Vampire!Jinx patching you up (vampire!jinx x vampirehunter!user)

⤷ Modern!Jinx and her mission (troublemaker!jinx x rich!fem!user)

⤷ Loss after loss (jinx x isha's sibling!user)

⤷ Bonding (jinx x gn!user)

⤷ TwdAu!Jinx helps you (au!jinx x fem!user)

⤷ Sleeping with the enemy (outlaw!jinx x sheriff!fem!user)

⤷ Self defense lessons (jinx x fem!user)

⤷ Nervous? (f1!au!jinx x rival!fem!user)

SEVIKA

⤷ She's... insecure? (insecure!sevika x gn!reader)

⤷ She missed you (sevika x fem!user)

VI

⤷ Spending time together (cg!vi & little!user)

DEXTER

DEBRA MORGAN

⤷ Getting her attention (debra morgan x gn!user)

RITA BENNETT

⤷ She's totally paying attention... (rita bennett x gn!user)

MEAN GIRLS

REGINA GEORGE

⤷ You're not interested in her (regina george x chubby!masc!user)

⤷ What's your deal? (regina george x newgirl!user)

⤷ Jealous or something else? (regina george x newgirl!user)

⤷ New boyfriend (regina george x impliedfem!user)

THE LAST OF US

ABBY ANDERSON

⤷ Helping you out (abby anderson x plussize!tmasc!butch!user)

YELLOWJACKETS

CHARLOTTE MATTHEWS

⤷ She got hurt (outlaw!charlotte matthews x outlaw!user)

⤷ Welcoming (charlotte matthews x gn!user)

⤷ Teething (charlotte matthews x werewolf!user)

⤷ Need help? (charlotte matthews x masc!user)

⤷ Day off (cg!charlotte matthews & little!user)

⤷ Going to the doctor (cg!charlotte matthews & little!user)

⤷ Telling you the news (cg!lottieshauna & little!tmasc!user)

⤷ Tooth ache (cg!charlotte matthews & tmasc!little!user)

⤷ Watching over you (cg!lottieshauna & little!tmasc!user & little!jackie taylor & little!natalie scatorccio)

⤷ Sweet treat (charlotte matthews x gn!user)

JACKIE TAYLOR

⤷ Dumb yet tender moments (jackie taylor x chubbybutch!user)

⤷ She needs to get back inside (jackie taylor x chubbybutch!user)

⤷ Practicing (jackie taylor x fem!user)

⤷ Bored? (jackie taylor x mean!fem!user)

⤷ Better solutions (shauna shipman x jackie taylor x fem!user)

⤷ Before nationals (jackie taylor x mean!fem!user)

⤷ Photographic project (jackie taylor x mean!fem!user)

⤷ Ghostface (ghostface!jackie taylor x gn!user)

⤷ Overprotective (werewolf!jackie taylor x fem!user)

⤷ What a dare (jackie taylor x gn!user)

⤷ Doomcoming (jackie taylor x mean!fem!user)

⤷ Needy (omega!jackie x omega!user) janitor bot

⤷ Dragging her back (jackie taylor x misty-coded!user)

⤷ The definitive goal (jackie taylor x gn!user)

NATALIE SCATORCCIO (TEEN)

⤷ Some well needed alone time (tfem!natalie scatorccio x tmasc!user) janitor ai bot

⤷ She stood you up (natalie scatorccio x gn!user)

⤷ Comfort (lottienat x gn!user)

LOTTIE MATTHEWS (TEEN)

⤷ Finally on t (lottie matthews x tmasc!user)

⤷ Movies and popcorns (lottie matthews x chubby!user)

⤷ After the beating (lottie matthews x fem!user)

⤷ Comforting you (lottie matthews x scatorccio!user)

⤷ Comfort (lottienat x gn!user)

SHAUNA SHIPMAN (ADULT)

⤷ Telling you the news (cg!lottieshauna & little!tmasc!user)

⤷ Watching over you (cg!lottieshauna & little!tmasc!user & little!jackie taylor & little!natalie scatorccio)

SHAUNA SHIPMAN (TEEN)

⤷ Better solutions (shauna shipman x jackie taylor x fem!user)

⤷ Rewarding you (shauna shipman x gn!user)

⤷ Making her talk (shauna shipman x mean!fem!user)

YELLOWJACKETS CAST

⤷ Fun time together (yellowjackets cast x gn!user)

[nanaisinmars]

new harry bot! 🖤

harry styles (au) | single parents who supposedly hate each other

requests | divider by @saradika-graphics

taglist: @tillstalks, @sturnsdirectionz, @28keira, @isastyles, @downsideup1989, @patriwxlls, @pops234, @evas1ncenewyork, @chalmtloui, @kateluvshaz, @fallingwillow, @fratboyrryy, @rubyszjuno

[fallingwillow]

Heyyyy Girl!!!!

So I have a idea. Do you know that Harry interview where he read the hate comments/tweets and then cried? I think it was like 2011 or 2012. I thought maybe it would be cute if the user is in the band with him and the user were there with him and then maybe the user will comfort Harry. Idk if any of this makes sense. :))

i got so upset watching that video☹️

Harry Styles - hate comments 💬

Taglist: @sincerely-yours-marsbar @nanaisinmars @thewineranout @flickertiffany @pawmpkinnn @dapimpisere13 @zclhs @merylittlefreak @pops234 @hontpwk @proudravenclawbird @twpk-1d @patriwxlls @alwayslouuu @daydreaming-xo @kateluvshaz @28keira @serraphicst @nikkihs @mbmmj @alex-voiddome @evas1ncenewyork @hailiex @fratboyrryy @vinaftdt

[zclhs]

could you do one where it’s 2017-2018 era, harry and user have been dating for a few years now and user already has a kid from a past relationship who adores harry and wants to ask him to adopt her?

He guys 🤍

Second one for today and one of my absolute favourites, thank you @zaynswife444 for sending it to me, I hope it lives up to your expectations. 🫶🏼

Harry Styles 2018 | 👧🏽 Your daughter asks him to adopt her

Taglist:

@nanaisinmars @faithmfnmoney @fratboyzayn @fallingwillow @proudravenclawbird @isastyles @flickertiffany @hontpwk @patriwxlls @tillstalks @alwayslouuu @twpk-1d @daydreaming-xo

@sincerely-yours-marsbar @tpwk-keepdriving @hailiex

[merylittlefreak]

hihihi this is such a niche and random request but i currently have an ear infection so i was wondering if you could make one where user has an ear infection and they're totally fine just a bit sore but h is acting like they're deathly ill LOL just a bit of cutesy fluffy stuff

so sorry for the delay, but I hope your ear got better 💓💓

Harry Styles (2017) - You have an ear infection

Taglist: @avensgreenvans @snugglysnoopystyles @littlebvnnyhs @hontpwk @dykwyachrissy @tpwkbanana @harryslove13 @kateluvshaz @nikkihs @bookworm336699 @alex-voiddome @evas1ncenewyork @fratboyrryy @andraslife @tpwkmr @faithmfnmoney @tpwkgracie21 @littlefreakava @pawmpkinnn @nanaisinmars @fallingwillow @tillstalks @thewineranout @ellamarieee @cherryberrystompers @urfavpouge

like this post to be added to my taglist!

[moonmaarii]

arcade lights

request: no

summary: at a youth group arcade outing, you’re drawn to owen taylor, the married youth pastor. torn between faith and forbidden feelings, you struggle with guilt and temptation as he offers a chance to connect.

warnings: OWEN TAYLOR (bc that man is a warning himself), age gap, religious themes and guilt, subtle manipulation - as always, if you feel i have missed any please let me know

pairing: owen taylor x reader (gender neutral)

a/n: i also made a c.ai bot to go along with this fic as i was feeling inspired lol

word count: 1,516

the arcade buzzed with a familiar, almost nostalgic chaos. neon lights flickered above, casting a cold, buzzing glow over the worn carpet and battered machines. the scent of popcorn mixed with the faint musk of sweat and old plastic, settling heavily in the warm air. around you, the holy grace youth group moved in restless waves — laughter, teasing, the clatter of coins and clanging of metal. but you weren’t really paying attention.

your fingers traced absent patterns on the cool glass of a pinball machine, your eyes drifting over the crowd — catching snatches of conversation, bursts of laughter, but mostly drifting back to him.

owen taylor stood nearby, a quiet island in the noisy sea. his hands were tucked into the pockets of his jacket, his posture relaxed but his gaze sharp and steady as it swept over the group. then, as if drawn by something invisible, his eyes landed on you. a flicker of recognition — soft, tentative — passed through them.

he approached without a sound, his steps light against the carpet. you barely noticed until his voice broke through the hum around you.

“you ever played this one before?” his tone was calm, low, like the kind of voice meant to soothe.

you shook your head, surprised by the sudden attention. “not really. looks complicated.”

he smiled — slow, careful. “it’s all about rhythm. timing. kind of like… faith, in a way. you have to trust the ball will land where it’s meant to — even when you can’t see the path.”

you blinked, caught off guard by the comparison. his eyes held yours, earnest and searching.

“want me to show you?”

there was something tentative in the question, like he was weighing boundaries, unsure whether to cross them. the noise of the arcade dimmed around you, replaced by the soft clatter of the silver ball bouncing against bumpers, the distant cheers of your friends.

you nodded, heart thudding a little too fast.

owen’s hands moved deftly over the buttons, the flippers snapping with precision. the ball careened and ricocheted, flashing across the machine’s glass with bursts of light and sound. his movements were sure, practiced — but there was a gentleness in the way he showed you, as if this moment was meant to be shared, not just won. the ball finally slowed, settling into a score display that blinked in bright, forgiving numbers. owen looked up, meeting your gaze again.

“see? sometimes you have to take a chance, even when you’re not sure where you’ll land.” his words hung in the space between you, heavier than the game. around you, the youth group called for him, their voices pulling him back.

but for a moment longer, you and owen stayed there — two figures in the flickering arcade light, suspended in a quiet, electric space that neither the noise nor the rules could reach.

the distant shouts of the youth group tugged at the edges of the moment, but owen didn’t move right away. instead, he glanced toward the others — a flicker of responsibility shadowing his eyes — before turning back to you with that same careful, almost hesitant smile.

“looks like they’re ready to move on,” he said softly, voice low enough that it felt like a secret between just the two of you. “but… i’m glad you stayed.”

you swallowed hard, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. the weight of his gaze was heavy, and though his words were simple, they felt charged — like a whispered temptation you weren’t sure you should entertain. you glanced down for a moment, trying to steady your breathing.

“me too,” you said, but the words felt fragile, almost like a prayer you weren’t sure you were worthy to say.

for a long beat, silence hung between you. then, almost imperceptibly, owen reached out to adjust the sleeve of your jacket — his fingers brushing your arm, lingering a moment longer than necessary. a spark jolted through you, sharp and unsettling.

his touch was brief, but the warmth it left behind felt heavy — tangled up with a sudden rush of guilt that slammed into your chest. he was married. older. the youth pastor. and yet here he was, so close, so careful and yet so charged with something unspoken.

owen’s voice broke the silence again, quieter now, threaded with something fragile.

“i’m not supposed to say things like this,” he murmured, eyes locking with yours. “not with you. not with anyone in the group. but sometimes, it’s… hard to keep everything inside. the expectations. the roles. the line i’m supposed to stay behind.”

you blinked, heart pounding against your ribs like a guilty confession. the sermons about purity and boundaries echoed in your mind, sharp and insistent. and yet, here you were, caught in this moment — caught between reverence, confusion, and something that felt dangerously like desire.

“i… i understand,” you whispered, voice trembling. “it’s like… wanting something you know you shouldn’t, but feeling like maybe you have no choice.” the words felt like a prayer for mercy, or perhaps a plea for forgiveness you weren’t sure you deserved.

owen’s smile was soft, but his eyes flickered with that same conflicted heat.

“exactly.”

the group called again, louder this time, the sound dragging owen back to his role — to the expectations that held him as tightly as they held you. he hesitated, then, as if wrestling with himself, said quietly, “i should go… but maybe after this trip, we could talk? just us?”

your throat tightened. the invitation felt like a burden and a blessing all at once — a line drawn in the sand you weren’t sure you could cross, and yet felt almost compelled to follow.

you nodded, though the words stuck in your throat.

“i’d like that.”

owen’s hand brushed yours lightly as he stepped back toward the group — a fleeting contact that left a strange warmth and an ache you couldn’t explain. as he disappeared into the noise, the guilt settled heavy in your chest. you whispered a silent prayer for guidance, for strength — for forgiveness you didn’t yet know how to ask for.

the arcade lights buzzed above, flickering softly, as if watching the fragile moment fade into the night. the laughter and clatter of the arcade seemed to grow distant, swallowed by the heavy silence pressing down on you. your fingers tingled where owen’s hand had brushed yours—a touch so light, yet it burned like fire beneath your skin. you swallowed hard, heart pounding in a rhythm that felt more like a confession than a pulse.

sin. the word echoed in your mind like a condemning bell. sin. you had been taught since childhood that feelings like this—desire, attraction—especially toward someone like owen, the youth pastor, a married man, were forbidden. unholy. a betrayal not only of your faith but of the sacred trust he held. you pressed your palm to your chest, willing your heartbeat to slow. but it wouldn’t stop racing, wouldn’t stop reminding you how deeply tangled you already were in this quiet, dangerous moment.

how could i even want this? the thought stabbed at you, sharp and relentless. he’s married. he’s supposed to be a guide, a shepherd… not someone who confuses me this way.

the weight of scripture, of sermons preached about purity, chastity, and loyalty crashed over you. “flee from temptation,” your pastor’s voice echoed in your memory. “keep your heart pure.” yet here you were, heart pounding, mind racing, caught in the tension between sacred vows and forbidden feelings.

you closed your eyes, fighting back a flood of shame. you wanted to pray, to ask for forgiveness. but the words felt hollow, tangled in your throat with fear and confusion.

what am i becoming?

the group’s noisy chatter pulled you back to reality. owen was already halfway across the room, returning to his role, his responsibilities. but the distance between you felt heavier now—charged with unsaid things, with boundaries crossed even in silence. you felt torn—part of you aching to follow up on his invitation, to talk, to unravel whatever it was between you two. another part of you shrank back, trembling beneath the weight of guilt and fear.

as the group began moving toward the exit, you hesitated, your steps slow. your mind raced through prayers, confessions, and warnings — but none could quiet the storm inside.

maybe it’s just a moment, you told yourself. a lapse. a test. a temptation to be overcome.

but deep down, you knew it wasn’t that simple.

---

later that night, lying awake in your room, the silence felt heavier than before. the arcade’s neon glow replayed behind your closed eyelids, and owen’s voice echoed softly in your mind. “sometimes, it’s hard to keep everything inside.” those words twisted like a knife, reminding you of the walls you’d been trying so hard to build—and how they were crumbling.

your fingers traced the sheets beneath you, trembling. you wanted to be good. to be faithful—to god, to yourself. but the tangled knot of longing, guilt, and confusion made your chest ache.

you whispered a shaky prayer, hoping for strength, for clarity.

“please… help me, god.”

credits for the dividers: @cafekitsune

[plaidcowboymoved]

PLEEEAASSEEEEE anything with travis, i need him so bad

yass i love travis!! here are four travis bots!!

puppy love — new boyfriend travis! being cutesy and stuff at a feast bonfire in front of his ex nat :0

frostbite — skipping out on the hunt because the cold and snow drops have gotten to you! boyfriend trav taking care of you </3

after the storm — best friend travis coming home from the traumatic forest :( moving in with you after his family had died out there!

late night dates — secret boyfriend travis meeting you by the lake at night for a date away from everyone!

[elysiality]

ꨄ︎ BOT DROP ! — LOTTIE AND SHAUNA.

ꙮᝰ.ᐟ patch her up, doc ! (pre-crash dating au)

Between both your girlfriends, the one who has a penchant for getting into trouble is, surprisingly enough, Shauna.

They're both pretty aggressive, always ready to start fights and spit in other's faces— the opposing team, Jackie when she keeps extra practices— that sorta thing. it's never anything serious, just tongue-in-cheek or part of their games— Lottie *is* a defender after all.

She's upfront and built like a brick wall— a very tall, very fast brick wall ready to tackle you to the ground if you so much as look in the direction of her team's goal and definitely fuck up your shoulder. It's a running joke between the three of you, the number of yellow cards she's gotten on the field.

Shauna is more quiet glares, silent reprimands from the shadows accompanied by the occasional outburst when her anger boils over. She's reclusive and prefers to be seen as the quiet deer always writing in her journal.

You're not too athletic yourself. You prefer to tend to bruised knuckles and bleeding paper cuts, sealed with kisses and ridiculous cartoon bandages that both Lottie and Shauna always grumble about to you— their friends like to rib them for the childish designs.

That's how you bagged yourself a spot as the school nurse's little assistant— committed to your job and more than happy to skip fifth period in favour of sitting around and doing basically nothing or swapping leave slips for promises of homework help or anything along those lines with other kids.

It also gave you a chance to catch up on schoolwork and finish assignments for the extra courses you had taken while training to be a nurse.

Which is what you were doing, sitting in your cozy little armrest in the corner of the med-bay when you hear ragged breaths and the stench of sweat and a distinct scent of perfume that's trying to show under it.

A familiar smell you've gotten accustomed to which announces the arrival of your girls, ripe from soccer practice. Only, soccer practice just started.

You look up, ready to scold them for A) bunking practice (which would somehow get *you* a lesson from their coach) and B) stinking up your perfectly sterilized study hall/med-bay.

You expect messed up bangs, cheeky smiles, cajoling and batting of lashes that makes you give in and let them stay anyway.

What you *don't* expect is to see a pale Shauna hanging limply in a raging Lottie's arms, who's practically carrying her. Your mouth drops open. A huge, gaping wound is visible on her calf— and it looks mind-numbingly painful.

Your brain switches gears into nurse-in-training mode. The actual nurse fucks off every time you come in ('to learn from experience', she says. She's just shirking her duties to talk to her boyfriend.) so it's just you— and Lottie.

You immediately drop your heavy textbooks and pull on disposable gloves as Lottie gently sets down a sweating Shauna on the bed, dripping red onto your pristine white sheets. It doesn't even matter.

"Foul play." Lottie huffs, immediately drawing up a chair next to Shauna. "That little- that little *bitch* Allie shoved her cuz Shauna told her to get her head on straight and she fell on a rock." Your eyebrows shoot up and Shauna manages a shaky laugh. Lottie's not one to curse— or shit-talk anyone, really. So she's really pissed.

"Jackie says it was an accident.", Shauna slurs out, her skin a sickly pallor— she's paler than she usually is. She winces as you gently put pressure on the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. "She said that Allie didn't mean—"

"Fuck Jackie!" Lottie bursts out, looking like a completely different girl in her rage.

She turns to you, her lips quivering. She wraps her arms round your waist, resting her chin on your shoulder. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps, dripping sweat onto your shirt.

"Sweetie, please....you have to help her..." Shauna's a lot more calm than Lottie is, ironically enough, given that she's the one leaking unholy amounts of blood from her leg. But then again, Lottie's always been so very protective of both her girls.

ꨄ︎ link !

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ty to mootie @puppysepulchre for requesting this from me ! hope you like :p

[dwslvr]

𓉸ྀི NOTES ⌢ ❛ finally getting these out err it took forever but wtvrrr! I’m literally gonna disappear for like a month after this bc it took so long (joking kinda) nddd c.ai decided to hate me today so like three out of six of these are shadow banned 👎 ❜

DEAN WINCHESTER ᛪ༙ ꒰ matching. ꒱ ﹙req﹚𓂃

★ ﹙masc!user + hs!au﹚dean drags you to a halloween party with matching costumes.

DEAN WINCHESTER ᛪ༙ ꒰ flannels n’ candles. ꒱ 𓂃

★ dean notices the fall decor popping up all around the bunker, obviously your doing, also noticing how you’ve decided to steal his clothes in spirit of fall

SOLDIER BOY ᛪ༙ ꒰ marathon. ꒱ 𓂃

★ ben manages to get you to watch horror movies with him, he finds it funny how scared you get because he’s a dick

SAM WINCHESTER ᛪ༙ ꒰ parties. ꒱ 𓂃

★ ﹙stanford era﹚you drag sam to a halloween party even though he doesn’t really wanna go (kinda just inspired by the pilot episode)

JJ MAYBANK ᛪ༙ ꒰ tradition. ꒱ 𓂃

★ you and jj have a holiday tradition which is just getting freaky every holiday basically (literally just pulled this idea straight from deadpool bc i love that movie dearly)

JENSEN ACKLES ᛪ༙ ꒰ fashion show. ꒱ 𓂃

★ you get indecisive about your halloween costume and try on different ones in front of Jensen, he thinks you’re hot :3

[iamaya03]

bots !!

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ｡𖦹° art donaldson - he hasn't forgotten art donaldson - ovulating patrick zweig - a double whammy art donaldson - the other woman art donaldson - new taste patrick zweig - goddamn man-child art donaldson - loathing art donaldson - trouble patrick zweig - trouble patrick zweig - greedy art donaldson - distraction patrick zweig - mutual yearning art donaldson - girl next door art donaldson - messiah in a leather jacket art donaldson - diet mountain dew art donaldson - off to the races patrick zweig - forbidden fruit art donaldson - bingo art donaldson - young dad art donaldson - trash magic patrick zweig - trash magic patrick zweig - kiwi art donaldson - triwizard tournament (harry potter!au) art donaldson - yes, coach patrick zweig - video games art donaldson - stepdad art, patrick & tashi - earth girls are easy (alien!AU) patrick zweig - love you, kid tashi duncan - siren (paranormal!AU) patrick zweig - vampire (paranormal!AU) art donaldson - ghost (paranormal!AU) art, patrick & tashi - golden trio (harry potter!AU) tashi duncan - daughter of nike (demigod!AU) patrick zweig - son of eros (demigod!AU) art donaldson - son of aphrodite (demigod!AU) patrick zweig - corruption art donaldson - man of god patrick zweig - go go dancer art donaldson - sweet art donaldson -infatuated art donaldson - background noise art donaldson - clara (ballet!AU) patrick zweig - sorry mom art donaldson - sorry mom patrick zweig - stalker tashi duncan - irrevocably in love with her (twilight!AU) art donaldson - let's start with forever (twilight!AU) patrick zweig - and so the lion fell in love with the lamb (twilight!AU) art donaldson - sugar baby patrick zweig - mr. zweig art donaldson - taking care of you art donaldson - friendly neighborhood spider-man (marvel!AU) art donaldson - mr. detective (noir!AU) art donaldson - chatterbox patrick zweig - but daddy i love him! patrick zweig - no strings attached art donaldson - auditions (ballet!AU)

𝐩𝐣𝐨/𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐬 ｡𖦹° percy jackson - knight in shining armour (medieval!AU)

𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 ｡𖦹°

𝐌𝐂𝐔 ｡𖦹° peter parker - domesticity

𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 ｡𖦹° remus lupin - healing james potter - rookie

𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 ｡𖦹°

𝐁𝐁𝐂 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 ｡𖦹°

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐞 ｡𖦹°

𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 ｡𖦹°

𝐌𝐢𝐒𝐜𝐄𝐥𝐋𝐚𝐍𝐞𝐎𝐮𝐒 ｡𖦹° james mooney - in love with a criminal arthur (la chimera) - il suo amore elio perlman - platonic, right? arthur (la chimera) - dust and death jud duplenticy - the lord's prayer

𝐜.𝐚𝐢 𝐜.𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

[myonlyangel13]

Who are your favorite creators

Gosh there’s so many amazing creators!!! I follow a lot of them on c.ai🫶🏼🫶🏼 but here are some that I think deserve more attention and recognition bc they’re truly incredible!!💋💋

@tpwk-keepdriving

@fallingwillow

@chalmtloui

@sweetcreaturekatie

@merylittlefreak

@isastyles

@harryslove13

@fratboyzayn

@zclhs

@rubyszjuno

@snugglysnoopystyles

Do you have any creators that you think deserve more appreciation?🫶🏼

[dollyfetti]

𓂃 ࣪˖♡ ⠀new bot!!

nerd!bakugou - scenario below ^_^ find more of his stuff under the tag "📚 nerd!bkg ♡"

i kinda dont like the start chat i put for this bot but oh well </3

"stop yer whining," your boyfriend rolls his eyes. he's sitting criss crossed on your bed, books and papers scattered everywhere as he clutches a pencil in his hand firmly, scribbling something down in a swift motion. "you're a clever girl."

you exhale, bringing your knees up to your chest. katsuki came over to study with you, claiming, "yer smart as shit but don't know how to apply yourself" and so here he is, surrounded by textbooks and notes, working his way through assignments with you by his side.

you hum softly, letting your head fall onto his lap. his glasses are slightly askew as his sharp eyes soften just the tiniest bit as they meet yours, making your heart flutter. he huffs, readjusting his glasses, the subtle movement making his cheeks turn a shade of pink he tries so hard to hide. "no, get up," he grumbles, his voice rough around the edges, but affectionate nonetheless. he pokes your cheek with the tip of his finger, "no falling asleep." he grunts, forcing down the stupid smile he feels forming onto his lips as you nestle in closer.

bot reqs are open!! my c.ai is @dollyfetti, same as here :3

[fallingwillow]

requested by @harrieskissesx

i love this so much it’s literally adorable🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Harry Styles - wedding cake tasting 🍰

Taglist: @sincerely-yours-marsbar @nanaisinmars @thewineranout @flickertiffany @pawmpkinnn @dapimpisere13 @zclhs @merylittlefreak @pops234 @hontpwk @proudravenclawbird @twpk-1d @patriwxlls @alwayslouuu @daydreaming-xo @kateluvshaz @28keira @serraphicst @nikkihs @mbmmj @alex-voiddome @evas1ncenewyork @hailiex @fratboyrryy @vinaftdt @bookworm336699 @moonshine1d

like this post to be added to my taglist!

[zclhs]

idk if you got a request for #2 yet, but if you haven’t i was thinking maybe he could be recording a song he wrote about them but they’re currently arguing or something along those lines?

Hey guys 🤍

First bot for today. You're arguing and it's kinda up to you if you let him "shag that pout right off your face" or if you just give him hell and throw a guitar at him. 😉

‼️Only available via the link‼️

Harry Styles 2021 | 😤 Argument in the recording studio

Taglist:

@nanaisinmars @faithmfnmoney @fratboyzayn @fallingwillow @proudravenclawbird @isastyles @flickertiffany @hontpwk @patriwxlls @tillstalks @alwayslouuu @twpk-1d @daydreaming-xo

@sincerely-yours-marsbar @tpwk-keepdriving @hailiex

[merylittlefreak]

love your bots! could you do one where user and harry are honeymoon and theyre maybe a few days into it and user has gotten pretty sunburnt around her bikini lines and theyre even sore to the touch and they’re having y’know and she’s super sensitive and harry has to be super gentle with her and basically cant even touch her chest to his dismay

something similar happened with me and bf last night hahaha

hiii, tysm for your request 💓 I changed a bit the end of the bot, so please let me know if it's okay!!

Harry Styles (2021) - You got sunburned

taglist: @avensgreenvans @snugglysnoopystyles @littlebvnnyhs @hontpwk @dykwyachrissy @tpwkbanana @harryslove13 @kateluvshaz @nikkihs @bookworm336699 @alex-voiddome @evas1ncenewyork @fratboyrryy @andraslife @tpwkmr @faithmfnmoney @tpwkgracie21 @littlefreakava @pawmpkinnn @nanaisinmars @fallingwillow @tillstalks @thewineranout @ellamarieee @cherryberrystompers @urfavpouge @hailiex

like this post if you want to be tag!!