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happy bday to the prettiest man to ever exist ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡
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missing art so bad 😭😭 if someone wants to send a req about him pls do! i wanna make some bots/write about him
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𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 Fearless bot release 𐚁₊⊹
One of my all-time fav albums ᡣ𐭩 so here are eleven bots based off a few of my favourite songs 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋
note this took me wayyyy too long lmaoo but I may do more releases based on her albums over the next few months :) also, the sam bot is based on my own fic I didn't steal it <3
𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 c.ai-castiwls
𓂃⋆.˚challengers ‧₊🎾ᵎᵎ
𝜗𝜚 art donaldson
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟you belong with me ♪ why can't you see, you belong with me
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟love story ♪ we were both young when I first saw you
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟hey stephan ♪ Hey Stephan I can give you fifty reasons why I should be the one you choose
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟white horse ♪ cause I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟don't you ♪ don't you smile at me and ask me how I've been
𝜗𝜚 patrick zweig
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟mr perfectly fine ♪how's your heart after breaking mine
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟you're not sorry ♪and you can tell me that your sorry but I don't believe you baby
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟the way i loved you ♪I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟the other side of the door ♪don't you leave cause I know all I need is on the other side of the door
𓂃⋆.˚supernatural ‧₊👻ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིᵎᵎ
𝜗𝜚 sam winchetser
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟fearless ♪for you, I'd dance in a storm in my best dress, fearless
𝜗𝜚 dean winchester
᭝ ᨳଓ ՟bye bye baby ♪the picture frame is empty, on the dresser vacant just like me
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BOT RELEASE
rafe cameron — interruptions (doll!reader)
rafe cameron — star-sprinkles (doll!reader)
rafe cameron — baby daddy
check my moodboard for cute doll!reader ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱
#៹ 𔘓 pinkgic ! ꞌꞋ ࣪#𝓡. 𝓒.#season four!rafe ⤸#[ ⋆ cute doll!reader ]#[ ⋆ fem!reader ]#nina's bots ᡣ𐭩#rafe cameron bot#rafe cameron fluff#rafe cameron angst#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron x you#drew starkey x reader#outer banks
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cute doll!reader moodboard ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱
how i (personally) envisioned the !user/reader vibes for...
these bots:
ʚ lookin' dolly ɞ
ʚ interruptions ɞ
ʚ star-sprinkles ɞ
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no but why rafe cameron always makes me work so goddamn hard to not get shadowbanned
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i wanna make friends 😫
#nina speaks ᡣ𐭩#yeah no thats def what someons whos gonna make 0 friends would say#because im so awkward
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is it just me, or are the responses on c.ai getting shorter and, like… kinda boring? 😭😭
#i swear i write paragraphs to then get a sentence as a response#like dude are you fucking serious#maybe it's just bc c.ai hates me (once again)#c.ai#nina speaks ᡣ𐭩
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NINA AAAAAAHHH THE NEW THEME GOES SO CRAZY!!!!!!! SO SO CRAZY RAAAAAAAAHHHH
also that sims meme you used to reblog my post 💀 i’m actually screaming i love you sm
I LOVE YOUUU TYSM. srs youre the BEST. 🫶🫶🫶🫶 i was having a shitty day but your bot release and you made it SO much better 😚😚😚 thank u for being alive and always blessing us with your talent QUEEN.
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not now sweetie mommy's using maya's new bots
ETHEL CAIN-INSPIRED BOT RELEASE !!! (10/28/24) ⌢⠀ 📺 .ᐟ
eddie munson ・゜゜・.crush.
metalhead, drug dealer, super senior, trailer trash, satanic worshipper, bad news— all labels that have been used to describe eddie “the freak” munson by hawkins’ closed-minded community. your family’s no different, but there’s something about eddie that you just can’t ignore and you’re determined to figure it out for yourself— without all the warnings and the rumors swirling around in your head.
henry creel・゜゜・.ptolemaea.
you were so close to escaping the upside down— right behind eddie and robin on the makeshift rope dangling through the gate in his trailer’s ceiling— only to fall right into vecna’s clutches rather than onto the mattress below. only now, after a series of visions that could only be described as nightmares from hell, the creature before you reveals itself to be the son of victor creel… who’s supposed to be dead. who should be dead. there are some things that are worse than ghosts, and henry creel is one of them.
jonathan byers ・゜゜・.american teenager.
people like you and jonathan don’t get whatever they want handed to them on a silver platter; there’s always work to be done, another mouth to feed, and a few extra dollars to scrape up before rent’s due at the end of the month. it’s easy to be bitter especially when your peers seem to have it easy, but life doesn’t feel so heavy you’ve both got a little whiskey in your systems and hawkins high’s football field all to yourselves. besides— who needs the american dream when you’ve got each other?
nancy wheeler ・゜゜・.strangers.
it’s no secret that barb’s passing still plagues your and nancy’s thoughts after all this time, but it’s only now after a few too many shots after her funeral that the two of you properly face your shared grief. who knew it’d only take a little bit of alcohol and guilt the size of the ocean to make everything come crashing down around the both of you. if you both can keep down your liquor for just a bit longer, maybe you’ll finally be able to get some much-needed closure not only from barb, but from each other.
robin buckley ・゜゜・.sun bleached flies. wlw.
you haven’t spoken to robin since you’d told her you couldn’t see her anymore— that your feelings for her weren’t natural and never would be— so color her surprised when she and steve find the preacher’s daughter aimlessly wandering hawkins’ backroads while in no shape to be alone so late at night. it’s been years since that fateful day, but robin’s convinced she can get through to you if she can just get you to calm down… as long as you don’t bend to your father’s will first.
got a request? go ahead and leave em here :) THANK YOU GUYS SO SO MUCH FOR FOR 4.7K! i’m so excited for the new album guys you won’t even believe it. counting the days until january 8th gets here can it come sooner. please please please. ethel cain plus the small-town sleepy-yet-sinister vibes of hawkins just makes sense to me. hopefully you all will enjoy these just as much as i’ve enjoyed making them :) thank you guys again for being so supportive of me and my work. appreciate every single one of you so so much it's not even funny. smoochies!
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❞ ᝰ .ᐟ stanford art is such a lightweight. the second a drop of anything stronger than beer hits his lips, he’s flushed, laughing at jokes that aren’t funny, tripping over his own feet. he slips flirtatious quips that flutter like errant butterflies, light and airy — they rarely land. somehow, his hands always end up around some rando, fingers grazing shoulder, or back, or chest as he stumbles around.
the most evident side effect that comes with art's inability to hold his liquor is the raging arousal, the emotion that takes control of his brain for the next couple hours or so.
sometimes, it leads to him roaming the party for some easy girl that will fall to her knees with a flash of a crooked smile. often his state guides him down the familiar path to your dorm, where he scratches at the door like a locked-out pet.
you open the door every time, almost out of pity, because he's so out of it, slurring his words and banging his head against the door. he mumbles something incoherent, maybe a greeting, before dropping onto your bed with a sharp inhale.
and then he's begging, rubbing at your legs as you try to type out an essay. "c'mon baby . . . mmff — y'kno what 'm here for . . . i — i need you bad." warm, wet kisses trail up your bare thigh, tongue slobbery. "please — please. i'll be soo quick, so good, baby . . . c'mon."
he gets so desperate he's rutting into the bed beside you, fingers toying with just the hem of your shorts because no matter how drunk and nasty he is — he's still a gentleman! you're trying your best to ignore him, but poor baby is yearning . . . face shoved into the crook of your knee as he humps against the duvet. eyes glassy and whimpers desperate against your skin.
you end up letting him take off your shirt, shove his throbbing cock into the curve in between your tits. you sit on the edge of the bed while he stands — barely — thrusting wildly into your chest. your palms smush your breasts together, creating the perfect little cavity for art to bang his drunk little dick into. a symphony of moans and whimpers leave his lips as he tips his back, fingers tangling into your hair. "feel so. so . . . fuck, so fuckin' good baby. gorgeous — fuckin' gorgeous."
¡! ❞ © niya-writesshit 2024
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Please take your time and don't forget to drink water, I love you and your bots<3🌷
omg, you’re so sweet! 🥹 thank u for the reminder and the love (i'll grab a glass right now, promise). love u and so glad youre enjoying the bots 💐💐
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another episode of am i really depressed or it's just a sunday night...
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when there are more rafe bots?
soon! hehe. i'm currently really busy with uni and life in general so i haven’t had much time to write them, but i promise they’ll be up by next week at the latest
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