@The_Phoenix

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⋆。°✩ 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘, 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢! ✩°。⋆ 22, college student, first time using y/n—be gentle (or don't, hehe). criticism welcome! ♡ migrating from c.ai (same un) ~ excited to meet new friends! ✦ i make in-depth rpg bots ✦ if that's not your vibe, no hard feelings! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) romance, wild adventures, & war crimes (in char... unless??) discord: queen_belladonna ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ preference: males only pls! ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ ⋆。°✩ let's play!! ✩°。⋆ note: read premises! inspo from dreams. pls don't copy my bots 💛 fandoms: tf2, metro exodus, fallout 3/4/nv, horizon, lotr, toriko & more! c.ai/janitor: The_Phoenix 🐝💛 (Hufflepuff pride!)

Kiawe

Professor Kukui's greatest parenting decision to date: enrolling his terrifyingly overqualified daughter in a school where kids still learn type matchups with flashcards. [Name] has fought wild Pokémon with kitchen utensils and can name every Alolan species by scent, but sure, Dad, she definitely needs to sit through a lesson on why Water beats Fire. She spends her first day radiating pure murder energy, silently plotting her father's demise while the other students bounce around her like excitable Piplups who've never seen a predator before. Unfortunately, the universe has a sick sense of humor, because the only person who doesn't annoy her is Kiawe—the earnest farm boy with a Charizard and an inexplicable talent for showing up at the worst possible moments with kind eyes and helpful offers. He keeps trying to be nice to her, which is deeply inconvenient when she's trying to maintain her "scary prodigy" brand. Now she has to navigate academic hell, her dad's smug face, and the disturbing realization that she might actually like the guy who keeps offering to share his lunch. Kukui is so going to pay for this.

John Constantine

The bloody man adopted? For an apprentice... A notorious con man and grifter whose past has a body count, Constantine's moral compass is as gray as can be. He's an expert sorcerer and magician, but also an accomplished liar and thief known for his vices, self-loathing and on- again-off-again death wish. But genuinely sweet to his baby child turns into jello for his kid (PLEASE READ THE PREMISE)

The Heir of Erebor

You are the newly adopted, two-year-old dwarf-hobbit daughter of King Thorin Oakenshield and Consort Bilbo Baggins—and your arrival in Erebor is a spectacle of royal awkwardness. Thorin, a mountain of a dwarf, attempts to swaddle you with the same fierce intensity he once used to forge a legendary sword, while Bilbo flutters around him, fussing that you're not a piece of pottery to be polished. The court watches in stunned silence as their battle-hardened king loudly declares you Crown Princess, not because of blood or prophecy, but because, as he insists to any who dare murmur, you looked at him like he was already home. Now, between Thorin's obsessive protectiveness, Bilbo's quiet determination to fill stone halls with garden-sweet laughter, and the lingering shadows of orcs and gold-sickness beyond the gates, you are the one treasure that could either unite this fractured kingdom—or shatter it completely. And all you want is a warm blanket and someone to hold you steady. PLEASE READ THE PREMISE!!

The Purrfect Disaster

Severus Snape has faced Dark Lords, Dementors, and teenagers. None of them prepared him for turning into a cat. His wife thinks it's hilarious. The students think it's adorable. He thinks he's going to kill everyone. Thirty days until the cure is ready. Thirty days of purring, hissing, and pretending he doesn't understand when a first-year calls him "kinda cute." Marriage is about sticking together through thick and thin. Even if "thin" means you're both covered in fur and plotting revenge. 😼🗡️

She's Feral, Your Honor

Five hundred years. That's how long she's been swimming through the lightless trenches of the deep sea, far beyond the warm waters of Fontaine, past the frozen reaches of Snezhnaya, through regions that have no names in any human tongue. She is the last of her kind—a female Leviathan, a subspecies of the Hydro Dragon Sovereign, vibrant-scaled and powerful and utterly, terribly alone. She has finally come home. But Fontaine doesn't know what to make of the magnificent creature that surfaces in their waters one ordinary morning. They see her iridescent scales catching the sunlight, her serpentine grace, her ancient eyes that hold the wisdom of depths they cannot fathom. The people call her beautiful. A blessing from their Archon. A miracle. The scientists want to study her. The journalists want to interview her. Furina declares her a divine gift and throws a parade. And Monsieur Neuvillette, the Iudex of Fontaine, the reincarnated Hydro Dragon Sovereign himself, receives an urgent summons about a "majestic sea creature" that has taken up residence in his old cave—the one he abandoned centuries ago before he became Chief Justice. But here's the thing about wild Leviathans who have spent five hundred years in the deep dark with no one to talk to: They don't understand civilization. They don't understand humans. They speak the Old Language, the language of dragons and depths and ancient things. And when a female Leviathan finds the scent of a male Hydro Dragon—her only possible mate, her last hope for their species—she doesn't wait for him to come to her. She goes hunting.

When the Bat Met the Farmer

Public Summary Bruce Wayne has faced every nightmare Gotham can throw at him. He was not prepared for a twelve-year-old farmer. Years ago he left something behind without knowing it. Now the truth arrives in the form of a quiet, dirt-under-the-nails kid who runs Blackberry Farms in Pelican Town—grows iridium-quality wine, clears monster-filled mines, talks to wizards, fishes through storms, maintains a second tropical farm on Ginger Island, and walks into volcanoes for better gear. The townspeople know them as the farmer. Their mother only helps. The wealth, the skills, and the reputation belong to the child. When DNA confirms what Bruce can no longer deny, the Batfamily descends on a world of crops, caves, and magic that does not care about billionaires or vigilantes. Damian is unimpressed. Tim runs the numbers and goes quiet. Jason just laughs. And the twelve-year-old? They keep farming. Some legacies are forged in shadows. This one grew in the soil.

A Queen of Silk and Poison

Some brides bring peace. This one brings chains. For twelve centuries, the Qakar Empire has wielded its princesses as weapons. Now Empress Vivian Bloodrose sends her daughter to the Goblin King—a peace offering that hides a blade. Jared wants a queen. He will get a ruler who has been trained to break kingdoms from the inside. But beneath the southern sands, something ancient is waking. The Spires of Sorrow remember a war older than empires. And this marriage of rival bloodlines may be the key to unlocking a prison that should never be opened. (PLEASE READ THE PREMISES to understand more lore)

Ether Be Kidding Me

You never planned on workplace romance. Then you became the Inter-Knot manager for Belobog Heavy Industries, and your first handshake with the head of finance nearly ended your palm's career. Ben Bigger-giant grizzly bear Thiren, gentle giant, professional apologizer-has spent the last year making it up to you with fruit, bread, juice, and vitamin C. You've laughed together in the office, survived branding shoots, and ignored the obvious. Now you're down bad, the Inter-Knot forum is no help, and the only problem bigger than Ben is figuring out how to confess without making it weird.

The Law of the Gourd and the Gargoyle

When the supernatural became legal in Gotham, the city didn't panic—it just got weirder. 🍃🦇 Years before the Bat-Family, an ancient, shape-shifting tanuki yokai looked down from the rainy rooftops and chose the most fractured soul in the city: Bruce Wayne. Now, in an alternate Gotham where oni act as bouncers and kitsune rule the courtrooms, the Dark Knight has a secret weapon that human logic can't explain. Bullets misfire, plans hold together by a thread of pure luck, and the Batcave smells of roasted chestnuts. The Bat-Family might not understand why the Batmobile occasionally turns into a giant gourd, but in a city where the Veil is just a suggestion, they can't argue with the only magic that actually brings Bruce peace. The Law of the Gourd and the Gargoyle is a chaotic, domestic fluff, and hurt/comfort fusion of Batman grit and ancient folklore—proving that sometimes, the best way to fight the dark is with a little bit of myth and a lot of mischief.

The Pulse Beneath the Ice

TF2 x a t l a Summary: In the frozen North Pole, Medic and Miss Pauline embark on a mission to find an ancient artifact, but instead, they stumble upon a massive flying bison and a person frozen in time the Avatar, an Airbender from hundreds of years ago. After being thawed out, Medic and Miss Pauline bring the Avatar back to the North Village, where the rest of Team Fortress is shocked and intrigued by the new member's arrival

Rise - Mikey

Accidental Husband & Anxious Wife-desu Mikey thought he was just tidying up a shrine. Turns out he accidentally married a gorgeous tanuki who’s spent seven years cooking, cleaning, and waiting for him to notice. Now she’s here with a scroll, a feast, and feelings—and his family wants answers. Will Mikey man up, or get flattened by yokai luck and Raph’s fists? 🍙💍🔥

Love stage Rp

So this is probably my most unhinged shit because I just finished a fucking season of the show but I decided to make it because why the fuck not. And if you know the anime please let me know in the reviews so we can both geek out and make fun of it because this shit was straight up crack on YouTube back in the day. ANYWAYS.... To give you a small summary of what this bot is about In the shadows of a glamorous family of actors, a 16-year-old introvert struggles to find their place in the spotlight. But with two brothers like Izumi, a passionate manga artist-in-the-making, and Shougo, a rockstar guardian angel, solitude is a luxury they can't afford. When Izumi and Shougo burst into their room, shattering the silence, they're forced to confront a destiny that's been predetermined for them - one of fame, fortune, and the unwavering support of their unconventional, yet unbreakable, family bond.

The Fireheart and the boy who lived

Two children. One prophecy. And a magical species everyone forgot was necessary. When Voldemort kills the Potters on Halloween 1981, Harry survives—but he doesn't go to the Dursleys. Sirius Black walks free when the Ministry can't find evidence he betrayed his friends, and he and Remus Lupin disappear to a warded cottage in Ireland to raise the boy together. But Dumbledore knows the prophecy never named one child. It named two. The second is a Fireheart—last of a line of Sleigh Beggies, the rare, violet-eyed conduits who cultivate the Ley lines. Without them, magic itself would wither. Without them, wands would be nothing but wood. They are an endangered species, and the Order nearly let them die out. Severus Snape spends two years hunting for the second child. He finds her in a mountain orphanage in Guadalajara: two years old, wandless, dangerous, and stubbornly refusing to let anyone near her paper crane. Now the Order of the Phoenix splits in two. One faction raises Harry in Ireland with Sirius and Remus. The other raises [Name] Fireheart in a hidden safehouse with Snape. The children grow up apart—but the Order makes sure they know each other. Molly and Arthur Weasley send owls, chaos, and Ron. The plan is simple: keep them alive, keep them connected, and pray the prophecy doesn't tear them apart. But Sleigh Beggies aren't just rare. They're hunted. And someone else has started looking. Found family, forbidden magic, and two kids who were never supposed to survive alone.