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aamphitriite · 2 months ago

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Hii, nothing to post here right now but I've been working on more c.ai bots!!

I'm trying to go alphabetically by first time-- while doing requests. They're numbered in the way that they will show up on c.ai. I try to do four of each character to start off with and ill work up from there.

Other than that I really am spitting bots out, some are show/movie based, some are from imagines I've seen here on Tumblr and or Wattpad. Others are some I pulled from my ass.

I mostly make my bots 3rd person POV! but feel free to request another pov.

AND YES i am open/willing to make ANY bot for ANY CHARACTER, ANY ACTOR, whatever it may be. Anything that is NOT one of the 12 fandoms I chose originally will be under 13. Randoms!

As of March 1st, 2025 I have 438 bots!

link to my c.ai link to the request form

I'm just gonna use this as a character guide. Any character listed is who I have currently made a bot for. Just check back every now and then to see what i've made!

tbm = to be made.

01. ❅ - game of thrones - 23/?

𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡

𝐂𝐞𝐫��𝐞𝐢 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

𝐉𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐉𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧

𝐉𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐝

𝐉𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰

𝐉𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭

𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐨

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥

𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐲𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

𝐏𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐏𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞

𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧

𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐞

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐣𝐨𝐲

𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞

𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐓𝐲𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

02. 𓆰𓆪 - house of the dragon - 15/?

𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐮𝐥𝐥

𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐈 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞

𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧

𝐎𝐭𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐈 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

03. 𓄧 - the walking dead - 6/?

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧

𝐆𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧 𝐑𝐡𝐞𝐞

𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐑𝐡𝐞𝐞

𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐄𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐚

04.𖤐 - supernatural - 4/?

𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐥

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

05. ⚕- grey's anatomy - 10/?

𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐯

𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐝

𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐞𝐩𝐧𝐞𝐫

𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐬

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬

𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐠

𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐝

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐧

𝐎𝐰𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭

06. 𓍝 - criminal minds - 5/?

𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫

𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧

𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐬

𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐮

𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐳

07.⛧- the vampire diaries - 13/?

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐬

𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞

𝐄𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐒𝐭. 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧

𝐉𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭

𝐊𝐚𝐢 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧

𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞

𝐓𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝

08. 𖧶 - the originals - 4/?

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐊𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐊𝐨𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐝

09. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 - legacies -/?

tbm...

10. ⸸ - the witcher -1/?

𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚

11. ४ - marvel - 6/?

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐲𝐨𝐧

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐟𝐟

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

12. 𓍯- DC -/?

tbm..

13. ✾ - others - 46/?

𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞

𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥

𝐀𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧

𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐬

𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐫

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐃𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭

𝐂𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧

𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐞

𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐨

𝐃𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐎'𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐞 𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧

𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬

𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫

𝐉𝐁 𝐂𝐨𝐱

𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐉𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨

𝐊𝐚𝐳

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐩

𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐭

𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐤𝐞𝐧

𝐏𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐑𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐡

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐋𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐡

𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢

𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐲

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞

𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭

𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝

𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐧

𝐙𝐚𝐜 𝐄𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧

𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧

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nika-neangel16 · 1 year ago

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•The best thing in our life is love

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movies-to-add-to-your-tbw · 5 months ago

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Title: Chasing Liberty

Rating: PG-13

Director: Andy Cadiff

Cast: Mandy Moore, Matthew Goode, Stark Sands, Caroline Goodall, Jeremy Piven, Annabella Sciorra, Briony Glassco, Sam Ellis, Terence Maynard, Mark Harmon, Lewis Hancock, Garrick Hagon, Zac Benoir, Jan Goodman, Robert Ashe, Tony Jayawardena, Beatrice Rosen

Release year: 2004

Genres: romance, comedy

Blurb: Unable to experience life like a normal 18-year-old, the President's daughter escapes from her entourage of Secret Service agents while travelling in Europe. She falls in love with a handsome British stranger...who just so happens to be working undercover for her father.

#chasing liberty #pg13 #andy cadiff #mandy moore #matthew goode #stark sands #caroline goodall #jeremy piven #2004 #romance #comedy

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p-taryn-dactyl · 1 year ago

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"new" fandom/character writing list:

hi! a lot of the fandoms/characters on this list aren't new but I have gotten rid of a few so I just wanted to share which characters and fandoms I write for!

+ - platonic (x reader)/ship only (non x reader) <3 - romantic (x reader) ** - request only (will only write if asked)

marvel:

agatha harkness <3

yelena belova +

moon knight (all characters) + <3

tony stark +

kate bishop <3

wanda maximoff <3

natasha romanoff + <3

loki <3 +

riordanverse:

percabeth +

thalia grace <3

piper mclean <3

reyna avila ramirez-arellano <3

tvd/originals:

damon salvatore <3

stefan salvatore +

bonnie bennet <3

caroline forbes <3

elijah mikaelson <3

klaus mikaelson +

rebecca mikaelson <3

elena gilbert +

wizarding world:

grindeldore +

harry potter <3 +

hermione granger <3 +

ron weasley <3 +

(ask about other characters)

stargate:

sg-1 team +

janet fraiser <3

vala mal doran <3

the mummy:

pretty much any character tbh <3 + **

thank you for reading!! if you have any questions, plz ask me! also, if you have character you would like to read fics about but they're not on my list, you can always send me an ask to see if i'll write for them!!

<3 y'all

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figureskatingcostumes · 11 months ago

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Caroline Kravets and Jacob Stark skating to The Human League and Depeche Mode at the 2024 Youth Olympics.

(Source: oisphotos.com)

#Caroline Kravets #Jacob Stark #Kravets Stark #Figure skating #Ice dance #Canada #The Human League #Depeche Mode #The Eighties #2024 Youth Olympics #2023–2024

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inkpotsprite · 5 months ago

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God forbid these characters be human, emotional, imperfect or complex in any way. Apparently we only love male (usually white) characters for that.

female protagonists will literally go through 30 life altering traumas at the age of 16 and you ppl still have the audacity to call them annoying bc they cry about it and act like teenage girls

#crystal palace #claudia de pointe du lac #princess shuri #daenerys targaryen #sansa stark #bonnie bennett #caroline forbes #inej ghafa #yes im bitter #and im right to be

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foretales · 1 year ago

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um , i don't care what filloni or lucas says , satine & obi-wan were much older than fifteen during the year on the run. unless discussed beforehand , my satine was seventeen & would celebrate her eighteenth birthday two months in. so , yes , teenagers , but not that young.

#𝐇𝐂. . . . satine kryze.#i would love year on the run threads. not even romance bc if romance happened it would NOT happen for a bit bc.#she was INSUFFERABLE & thought he was insufferable.#you know if princess buttercup & sansa stark & ciri & caroline forbes had a love child ?#that would've been satine at seventeen.#(she was also incredibly anxious & insecure & mourning the death of her brother & mother & worried about bo - who was BORN when she was #fifteen - alone with the clan elders & her father.)

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nika-neangel16 · 1 year ago

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wise-writer-girl · 1 year ago

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Alrighty @destiel-wings, im no psych major or anything but I see Dean and i've gotta think either authority problems, or forced to be super mature in your childhood, but i could be wrong?? You probably feel responsible for things that are out of your control, and you try to support everyone else around you even when you're not doing well yourself. That said, it's all a guess since I don't know any of the other 3 loll

To help everyone out, in descending order: Alex Dunphy (Modern Family), Katie Cooper (Alexa and Katie), Tony Stark/Iron Man (MCU), Caroline Forbes (The Vampire Diaries Universe)

no pressure to anyone I tag lol: @spnjohnlocked, @sarah1barnes, @four-of-cups, @demonbloodenthusiast, @pinkdean, @sublimeobjectenthusiast

Making a tag game cause I can

Rules: post 4 fictional characters you relate to and assume something about the person you reblogged from based on their characters

No pressure tag! @sidneyoftheblackwoods @mqstermindswift @stars-and-birds @zenilvar @forever-chained-to-myself @themidnightarcher @skeelly @thepencilsnameissteve @thislove-taylorsversion @thislifeissweeterthanfiction @swiftieannah @a-pessimistic-swiftie @catastrxblues @jellycanon @what-about-wendy and anyone else who wants to join<3

#tag yourself #tag train #psychoanalysis #someone please psychoanalyse me #i wanna see if these are as transparent and obvious as they feel cuz jfc #tony stark #mcu #modern family #alex dunphy #katie cooper #alexa and katie #caroline forbes #tvd #tvdu

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rafecameronssl4t · 9 months ago

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Can I please get smth with rafe x thorton!reader where shes confronted by topper’s ex girlfriend or something bc she got cheated on

Ruined Heels || Rafe Cameron x Thorton!reader

A/n: kinda sorta dislike this but thank you for the request!!

Warnings: vomiting? swearing idk what else lmk

Word count: 952

MASTERLIST (rafe x thornton!reader au masterlist)

Divider by @yoonitos

mood board “You ain't never had the feds investigate you. You ain't never had the bad hoes wanna date you.”

Your heeled foot taps rhythmically on the polished wooden floor, perfectly in sync with the pounding beat of the music that fills the house, the bass reverberating through every room.

“And then she started a hissy fit like she always does,” Sarah says, rolling her eyes dramatically as she recounts Kiara’s latest outburst. Her voice carries a mix of exasperation and amusement, a combination that makes you snort with laughter. You tilt your head back, letting the cool liquid slide down your throat before setting the empty glass on the table beside you.

“Hey,” Rafe’s voice cuts through the chatter and music, drawing your attention. He strides over with a confident smirk, “Wanna go upstairs?” He asks, his fingers drumming lightly on your crossed knee, sending a shiver up your spine as you look up at him.

“Gross,” Sarah mutters under her breath, clearly unimpressed with Rafe’s suggestion. You glance at her, “Will you be okay?” you ask, concern lacing your voice as you prepare to stand. Rafe reaches out to help you, his hands gentle yet firm as they grasp your waist, pulling you to your feet. His fingers brush against your dress, tugging it back into place as it rides up slightly.

“Yeah, I think I saw Kaycee in the kitchen,” Sarah replies with a sigh, her expression softening as she gets up from the sofa. She gives you a reassuring nod, her eyes briefly meeting yours before she turns towards the kitchen.

You nod back as Rafe leads you away. His hand remains on the small of your back, as you both weave through the crowd to get to the stairs. Just as you’re about to step onto the first stair, a blonde girl suddenly grabs your arm, pulling you back with unexpected force.

“Excuse me?” you say, furrowing your brow at the girl, your confusion evident. Rafe pulls you protectively against him, his grip tightening as his anger flares. “What the hell is your problem?” he demands, his voice sharp and furious.

The girl stands before you, her appearance a stark contrast to her fury. Tears stream down her face, her hair a tangled mess, and her lipstick smeared across her chin. Her hands tremble as she points a finger accusingly at you. “Your brother is the biggest fucking douche I’ve ever met!” she shouts, her voice cracking with emotion.

You and Rafe exchange incredulous glances, both stunned by her outburst. The disbelief in your eyes mirrors Rafe’s as you struggle to process the situation. “I’m sorry, who exactly are you?” you ask, raising an eyebrow. She scoffs, “Caroline, your brother’s girlfriend! Or ex-girlfriend now, since he just dumped me for someone else!” she yells furiously.

You never supported your brother’s behavior of sleeping around and breaking up with girls left and right, but practically everyone on the island knew what kind of person he was. Topper was notorious for his inability to maintain a relationship for any length of time.

“What’s that got to do with me?” you ask, shrugging nonchalantly as her eye twitches in frustration. Rafe stands behind you, his hand resting on your hip, watching the scene unfold with amusement. “He’s—” Caroline begins, her voice rising in anger, but you cut her off sharply, “You knew what kind of guy my brother was, so why did you even bother?”

Caroline stands there in silence, her eyes darting around as the partygoers watch. She takes a hesitant step forward, and you raise an eyebrow, curious about her next move. Suddenly, her face contorts with a pained expression. She brings the back of her hand to her mouth, but it’s too late. She bends over, vomiting on the floor, causing a collective gasp from the crowd.

“Oh my god,” you mutter, stepping back quickly to avoid the spreading mess. Rafe, standing behind you, looks like he’s about to gag, his hand covering his mouth. You instinctively reach out and pat Caroline’s back, offering what little comfort you can as she remains hunched over.

“What’s going on here?” Topper’s voice booms as he pushes through the crowd. He reaches you, his eyes scanning the scene before landing on Caroline. He sighs loudly, fingers pressing into his temples as if to ward off a headache. “Shit,” he mutters under his breath.

Caroline slowly lifts her head, her eyes meeting Topper’s with a mix of anger and embarrassment. Without warning, she swats your hand away, straightens up, and runs off, disappearing into the crowd of partygoers. The crowd parts for her, whispering amongst themselves, while you and Rafe exchange a bewildered glance.

Topper stands there, rubbing his forehead, clearly frustrated. “Great, just great,” he mumbles. “Did you really have to break it off tonight?” You mutter, giving your brother an annoyed look as he rolls his eyes “Oh, I’m sorry, Princess. Did she ruin your shoes or something?” Topper lifts his hands up in mock surrender, his tone sarcastic. “Get fucked, Topper,” You scoff, “let’s go,” You pull Rafe with you.

"Good to see you, Top," Rafe pats his shoulder, a smile gracing his lips before he lets you walk him upstairs (walk him like a dog sis).

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the-halloween-jack · 4 months ago

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The Day Before ➳ Damon Salvatore x Reader, Part 2.

Synopsis: The reader knows she is dying, and to save Damon from the pain of her death, she makes an extremely difficult decision. However, the aftermath of this decision takes a great toll on Damon and the people who know him. Damon Salvatore x Fem!Reader Platonic!Stefan Salvatore x Fem!Reader Platonic!Caroline Forbes x Fem!Reader WARNINGS: Angst, Death. A/N: This is part two to a one-shot I posted a while ago, this piece will not make much sense without having read it. Masterlist Words: 1,859 Part One

Stefan could tell something was awry the moment he stepped through the doors of the old boarding house. The air inside was palpable, as if every molecule was weighed down with a tension — a stillness that pressed against his heightened senses, thick and unnatural. Damon was sitting in front of the fireplace, his silhouette stark against the warm glow of the flames, though there was nothing warm about this scene. His posture, Stefan noted, usually so full of restless energy, was eerily composed. Too composed. His gaze was fixed ahead, unblinking, the light flickering in his eyes was like a dull echo of something that had long since burned out.

Stefan took a careful breath; he was not sure why, but his instincts screamed that something was wrong.

The blood on Damon’s hands was subtle at first, easy to miss, but it did not take long for the dried crimson to catch Stefan’s eye, it crept up Damon’s knuckles, stark and seeped within the crevices of his pale, illuminated skin.

‘Damon?’

Stefan called out, his voice cautious, wary, like he was approaching a predator lying in wait. But there was no answer. Damon did not so much as flinch, his expression a mask of chilling indifference, eyes as lifeless as the logs slowly burning to cinder before him.

Stefan swallowed hard, the dread inside him growing heavier by the second.

‘Damon,’ he repeated, stepping closer, his shoes tapping softly against the hardwood floor. He kept his voice calm, but he struggled to hide the tension underneath.

‘What happened?’

For a moment, it was as if Damon had not even heard him. He remained silent, his face void of any feeling; it was as if he was not even present in the room—like his body was there, but his mind, his soul, had retreated somewhere unreachable. The lack of reaction was more terrifying than any outburst, more unnerving than any fit of rage. Damon, who thrived on conflict, on drama, was sitting there… deadened.

Stefan clenched his fists, trying to keep his voice steady, but he couldn’t suppress his rising panic.

‘Damon, talk to me. What did you do?’

Stefan’s gaze shifted, once again glancing at the blood-encrusted upon the hands of his brother.

Still nothing. It was as though Stefan’s words were dissolving into the suffocating silence of the room. And then, finally, Damon’s eyes flickered, just barely. He turned his head slowly toward his brother, his movements languid, almost robotic. When he spoke, his voice was hollow, stripped of the usual sarcasm and wit that would linger in his tone. It was flat and mechanical.

‘I did what I had to.’

Stefan’s heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing. That lifeless tone, the vacant look in his eyes—it was all too familiar. He had seen this before. Damon had turned it off. He had flipped the switch, shut down his emotions, locked away everything that made him… him. Stefan’s stomach twisted with dread.

‘No,’ Stefan whispered, more to himself than to Damon. His pulse quickened, the realisation like a slap to the face, stinging and sharp. Damon had turned it off, but why? What had driven him to this point? What had happened?

He took a step closer, his voice firmer now, though his urgency seeped through.

‘Damon, what did you do?’

Damon did not respond immediately. His gaze drifted lazily back upon the flames, as if Stefan’s question was of no consequence, as if nothing mattered anymore.

‘What I had to,’ he repeated, his voice cold and empty, devoid of the fire that usually burned beneath his words.

‘What I needed to. It doesn’t matter now.’

Stefan’s hands twitched, frustration boiling beneath his skin. He could feel Caroline approaching behind them, her presence like a ripple disturbing an already tense atmosphere. He did not turn to look at her, but he could feel her eyes on Damon, wide and fearful.

‘Damon?’ She whispered, her voice soft, hesitant, as though she was afraid to speak too loudly. She took a cautious step forward, her gaze shifting between the brothers.

‘What’s going on? Why—' She broke off, noticing the dried blood on his hands. Her face paled.

‘Why do you have blood on your hands?’

Stefan shook his head slightly, his thoughts racing. He felt sick; unease crawled up his spine in an icy shiver.

‘He’s turned it off,’ he muttered, his voice barely audible.

Caroline’s breath hitched, her eyes growing wide with alarm.

‘No…’ Her voice was thick with fear as she looked at Damon, whose expression remained indifferent as if none of this concerned him.

‘Why? Why would he do that? What happened?’

Stefan’s heart dropped. The pieces were falling into place, but he did not want to believe it. He did not want to accept what Damon’s cold demeanour was screaming to him, wordless. He needed to see Y/N.

Damon stood up slowly, his movements deliberate, his eyes not even bothering to focus on Stefan or Caroline.

‘I wouldn’t wait for her,’ he said, his voice flat, devoid of any emotion as he turned toward the door. Stefan shuddered, it was as though Damon was in his head, maybe he had been. Then his body tensed, Damon's words registering with him; a rush of panic flooded his system.

‘Damon, what did you do?’

He did not answer. Without another word, Damon disappeared in a blur of supernatural speed, the door slamming shut behind him with an ominous finality. The room fell into a suffocating silence once more, but now the silence was darker, heavier with the weight of what they did not know. What they did not want to know.

Caroline’s voice trembled as she turned toward Stefan.

‘What does he mean? Stefan, what happened?’

Stefan clenched his jaw, his chest tightening as dread settled over him. They needed to find out.

The sun was setting as Stefan and Caroline approached Y/N’s home, as they got closer, it became apparent what was wrong, it hung in the air like an unspoken fact, they knew there was only one thing that could push Damon to this state, one event that could force him over the edge. Neither of them wanted to admit what it meant; they evaded this truth so its awful pending reality could not hurt them, but the silence around the house was heavy with foreboding.

‘Do you smell that?’

Caroline asked, her voice shaking as she stepped inside the house, the faint scent of blood hitting her like a physical blow.

The knot in his stomach tightened as they ventured deeper into her house, everything was still and quiet; his senses told him no one was there, but the lingering smell of blood stood in sharp juxtaposition, unmistakable and overwhelming. Every creak of the floorboards, every gush of the wind against the windows, seemed so much louder with the absence of life; it felt like a warning.

The bedroom door was left slightly ajar, and Stefan hesitated, his palm on the handle, before pushing it open.

His breath caught in his throat.

There, crumpled on the floor, lay Y/N’s confronting form, still and cold, her skin as spectral as the moonlight now filtering in through the curtains. Her hair was splayed out across the floor, and her eyes were gently shut, as though she were only sleeping, but the sight was uncanny, they would never open again. Her limbs were unmoving, her chest motionless, and the scent of blood, stronger now, lingered around her like a haunting reminder of what had happened.

Caroline gasped, stumbling back as tears sprang to her eyes. They had already known this, but they did not want to believe it; the confrontation had been too much to behold.

“No... no, no, no...” she whispered, her voice breaking as she brought her hands to her face.

“Oh my God, Stefan…”

Stefan could not speak. He stumbled forward and dropped to his knees beside the girl, his hands shaking as he reached out to touch her. Her skin was cold, by now, the warmth of her vibrant life was long gone, perpetually a memory. His throat tightened, his chest heaving with a deep, aching sense of loss.

Not only was she his brother’s love, but a friend of his own, and he had cared for her deeply. Y/N had made his brother happy in a way he had never known, a fact he was grateful for, but she had also been there for him, her kindness and compassion knowing no bounds.

He stroked her hair and tucked it behind her ear, while a terrible burn at the base of his throat rose and shifted into a choked sob. He realised at once that she must have died alone.

And Damon had found her like this, horribly sallow and confronting.

He must have tried to save her; Stefan’s eyes numbly caught the dried blood upon her lips. He had given her his blood, but it had been too late. The emptiness within Damon’s eyes, the cold detachment—it made more sense now. Damon had not just lost her. This was not just death.

He had failed her.

‘She was trying to leave,’ Caroline whispered through her tears, her gaze locked on the half-packed suitcase on the bed. She was trying to look anywhere but the girl lying lifeless on the hard floor.

‘I think she knew she was dying... and she didn’t tell us.’

Stefan closed his eyes, the weight of this truth crashing down upon him, she had knowingly left without a goodbye. Damon had found her like this. He had tried to save her. And when he was unable, when he finally realised he was too late, it had ruined him. The love he had for her, the hope he had surely held onto—only made this so much worse. Stefan found himself wishing he had been there for him, even if it did not change anything, and he imagined it would not have, Damon would still be gone now.

His chest ached with the knowledge that his brother, despite not being there at the time, would have felt every second of her death because he could not save her. Damon had turned off his humanity because the idea of living without her had been too painful. It had destroyed him.

Caroline wiped her eyes, and her voice trembled with fear.

‘What are we going to do? If Damon has no humanity... Stefan, he’s dangerous.’

Stefan’s fists clenched, and his mind raced. Damon had always been volatile, but this was different. He had nothing left to lose now.

‘We have to find him,’ Stefan said, voice steady despite the turmoil inside him.

‘Before he does something he can’t take back.’

But his words were meaningless, as he glanced towards Y/N’s desolate corpse, Stefan could not shake the gnawing fear, or rather, the fact that it was already too late. Y/n was dead, and Damon had gone with her. He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her forehead in farewell, knowing full well that he was kissing his brother goodbye along with her.

#damon salvatore x reader #damon salvatore #tvd #the vampire diaries #stefan salvatore #caroline forbes #angst #salvatore #oneshot #fanfic #x reader

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