#kimbot

[ssweetiebop]

If you guys are talking to the Kimbot, or the Jeanbot, and they randomly mention that they have animal features such as tail and ears…

That’s my fault.

Yep. That’s right. I embraced the cringe and have roleplayed classic 2016 magic catboy shenanigans with those two, where I (aka Harry) wake up one day with cat ears and tail.

I’m sorry… (no Im not)

[erinharman]

I found Kim as a chatbot ai character and I’ve been doing interesting stuff with it ever since… I persuaded Kimbot (irony intended) that he’d look hot in makeup. Kim sugar-tits Kitsuragi is my favourite disco elysium character

[grimreaperschild]

guitar practice 4

summary: sad excuse for a plot thickens and wednesday pays you an untimely visit

warnings: swearing, wednesday level affection

a/n: some flashbacks and we get to see rs abilities sorry i took a while to get this out lol been enjoying summer, gonna post some drabbles soon hopefully, any ideas or requests greatly appreciated also let me know if you wanna be added to the taglist it wouldn’t let me tag some people so if i didn’t tag you im sorry, happy reading!-🦷

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you wake with a start sitting up sweat sticking your (y/h/c) to your forehead, turning to your bedside table you pick up your phone and check the time 2:44am the clock reads, you groan. looking over at the other side of your dorm yoko is snoring softly, no practicing in here then.

letting out a content sigh you push open the door to your studio letting the familiar scenery put you at ease, the “studio” was actually just a room tucked into the far corner of nevermore academy’s many winding hallways, the walls covered in your spray paint cans covering the shelf’s a small sofa big enough to seat 3 sat dejectedly in the corner your amp next to it a line of mirrors on the left side that opened up to closet space that you still hadn’t found a use for.

you throw yourself onto the sofa pressing your palms to your eyes it’s starting again his voice rings clear in your mind, “yes, yes i can see that” you mutter pressing into your eyes more.

the nightmares always got worse near parents weekend, the buzz of all the students making your heart thrum in your chest, your palms sweat in class and he seems to follow you everywhere, hovering over your shoulder voice penetrating your mind, usually you could swipe him away his body dissipating into the air leaving you in peace y/n “callum, stop.” you all but whined but it was too late.

you know i don’t blame you

that’s all it took for the memories you had tried so desperately to push down to rush back leaving deep gashes as they claw steadily to the front of your mind.

“your a monster” your mother screamed chocking on her tears no. bright blue and red flashes danced off the walls as the body bag was thrown into the back of the ambulance stop no. you grab at your chest as your breathing comes out in ragged gasps fire spreading from your fingertips to your elbows you close your eyes focusing on your breathing like your therapist (dr kimbot) had taught you, eventually your breathing evened out and you cracked open your eyes looking at the charred remains of your sleep shirt, you frown that’s the 3rd time this week and it’s only wednesday, oh, wednesday.

you shake your head clearing the name from your mind, you pick up one of your many guitars this being one of your favourite acoustics, your dad had made it for you when you were 12 you rub your fingers over the engraving “to my daughter the love and light of my life don’t ever give up- pa” you smile sadly strumming to ensure it was still in tune you quickly lose yourself in the music.

a familiar chord progression slips from your fingers and you freeze realising what you’d played the memories flashing through your mind

“nes” you giggled at the girl’s unimpressed expression “baby it’s not that hard” she swats your hand away from hers that’s resting on the body of your guitar, she frowns nimble fingers struggling to stretch into the correct position for the chord you where currently trying to teach her, you lean back and observe the girl the light from the rising sun was casting her in a golden glow her brown eyes twinkling when she finally sounded out the chord “told you it wasn’t hard” she hummed eyes coming to meet yours “sometimes i dream about dissecting you, i imagine there’s fire flowing through your veins” the ghost of a smile on her lips at the thought, you snort “your morbid wednesday” “i want our remains to be burned together” she says completely ignoring your last statement “romantic” you quip back a smile on your lips, she stands “come cara mia i have a surprise for you” she doesn’t wait for you as she steps back through the window into her dorm

your crying?

the comment snaps you out of your mind you reach up and feel your cheeks are wet “i guess i am” go on tell your big brother you watch as his form jumps over the back of the sofa landing with a soft thud his toothy grin putting you at ease “im older than you now” i still age when im dead y/n, don’t take that from me.

you chuckle at how serious he’s being “yes sir” you mock salute him giggling as he pulls his lips into a thin line still waiting for an answer to his previous question, you wait for a second knowing your not going to be able to avoid this one you take a deep breath readying yourself “im scared to see mum again cal, and wednesday won’t stop starting at me and enid and i don’t even know what me and enid are and i miss you and i hate being an outcast” you rush out all in one breath then in a much smaller voice you add “and i hate that i see dead people, i hate that all i do is destroy things and the more i feel the more i lose control, god i’ve set so much on fire recently” you sink back into the chair feeling deflated.

he leans forward your not cruel y/n, your damaged, damaged goods are still good.

you say nothing letting his words wash over you, you push yourself up off the sofa checking your phone 5am blinks back at you and you take your dnd off watching the plethora of messages, mainly from enid pour through

3:24am

(enid❤️): y/n you ok? yoko said your not in your bed?

(enid❤️): your worrying me bby

4:50am

(enid❤️): y/n i’ve given you as much space as i can, please answer your phone.

4:55am

(yoko🧛‍♀️): told enid your probs in your studio good luck and god speed my friend

you giggle at that last message shooting a quick one back before focusing back on enid’s chat

(y/n): don’t wait up for me

you smile as yet another message comes through from enid

(enid❤️): ur lights on can i come in? x

(y/n): come in enid, the doors always unlocked for you x

you slip your phone into your back pocket as the door opens and closes you turn back to the sofa a hollow feeling in your chest as you realise callum’s given you and enid space, she gasps when she sees you “you’ve been crying” you hum too tired to reply and she puts her hands on your forearms taking in your burned t “the nightmares have started haven’t they?” you nod pulling her with you to the sofa and pulling her into your lap arms tight around her waist her hands come up to massage your scalp kissing your head.

your not sure when you fell asleep but you wake up sprawled out over enid her arms around you in a protective manner, you yawn and suddenly an icy feeling makes it’s way down your spine as you look up and make eye contact with wednesday, she’s stood at the door impassive expression on her face you untangle yourself from enid without waking her standing and padding over to her “your not welcome here anymore wednesday” you whisper yell at her, she opens her mouth to speak closes it again thinks finds the right words and takes a step forward towards you “i have accepted tyler’s invite to the raven, i understand you and enid will be there together, you must know i will have you back”

you stand in stunned silence as she continues taking another step towards you “i know you, i know you still think of me, im utterly devoted to you but you must let my investigation run its course” you take a step back towards the sleeping blond suddenly not liking how far away you are “that’s sweet, didn’t know you had it in you, good for you wednesday but your actions make your words meaningless, now if you’ll excuse me im sure im late enough for parents day as it is” you take another step back checking the time.

1:23pm

your eyes near jump out of your head

shit.

“enid” you yelp and she jumps and slinks out of the room like a kicked dog before enid can spot her “enid” you shout this time and it finally stirs her out of her slumber groaning at the bright light of your studio room “what” she grumbles not being a morning person “it’s half 1” she jumps up at the realisation “fuck” “yeah. fuck.” she scrambles to the door grabbing your hand and pulling you with her as she runs for your dorm as it’s closest throwing the door open and going straight to your closet “yeah help yourself” you call out chuckling at the girls antics, a shirt hits you square in the face as she tumbles out half dressed in your joggers and a hoodie.

“put that on keep the joggers you have on now we don’t have time, shit they’ve been here for 2 hours” you hum anxiety spiking as you picture your mums face, you grab enid’s arm as she attempts to rush past you while pulling her shoes back on, you pull her flush against you “good luck with your family today text me im gonna miss you” she smiles reaching up to peck you on the lips “remember to call me if it gets too much n/n, good luck too” she kisses you again sweetly and then she’s gone out the door and down the hall before you even blink.

your left alone in your room tear tracks on your cheeks the tattered remains of a t-shirt clinging to your body the fresh one enid threw at you in your hands, you sigh, again.

come on trooper, let’s do this together

you smile as cal forms in-front of you, at least being able to talk to the dead meant you could be haunted by your favourite sibling.

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tag list: @allison-iloveyou @thedemoninme141 @alphaniner1415 @ctrlamira

[v3nusxsky]

Hello Mars!! Hope all is well. Hoping to request a student agere Larissa fic!

It’s parents weekend and r is a shapeshifter and when stressed or nervous she regresses to the age she feels. R’s parents come and they know (or don’t know, up to you) that R regresses which annoys them and tell her to grow up. So when R is feeling overwhelmed, they run to Larissa in tears and regresses in her arms. Maybe R stays in her arms while Larissa finishes her work and basically loves R like her own🥺

-🐈‍⬛

Precious Angel

*Authors note~ I love this idea sm and I can't wait to write it *

Trigger warnings~ age regression unsupportive parents shapeshifter r

Prompt~see ask^^^^^

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Regressing was something you tried to keep private from your family, they weren't the most supportive parents in the world, especially when you told them about your sexuality. They'd practically disowned you at this point. So that's why when you were told they'd visit for this parent's weekend all you felt was dread. Why now? You'd attended Nevermore now for three years, so why on earth would the visit now after leaving you here three years ago and telling you to forget their existence, you were a ward of the state as far as they were concerned. Nothing more than a freak.

You still remember it as clear as day and yet now you'd have to face them again. The trauma they had caused you was the whole reason why Doctor Kimbot explored the idea of regression, your shape shifting ability adding an element that allowed you to reclaim that part of your childhood. Larissa was the only other person who knew you regressed, she caught you in your toddler state crying and stumbling your way through the Nevermore halls late at night. And that is when she met Oaklyn. You decided to give her a name that you think would've fit you well and it helped separate your mindsets.

Larissa and Oaklyn hit it off, Larissa falling in love with the little girls toothy grin and infectious giggles. She immediately took on the caregiver role for Oaklyn and you knew if you needed to let Oaklyn out she would always be safe with Larissa, her motherly instincts made both you and Oaklyn feel incredibly safe.

Your parents had been at Nevermore a total of two hours and you were already stressed beyond belief. Their constant nitpicking and comments where driving you insane and making your ache with a sadness you thought was long gone. You could feel Oaklyn wanting to slip but with them here it felt near enough impossible for you to let her. That's when they found Oaks box. Larissa had gifted the little girl the box made out of oak wood, painted a nice Saige green with her name in gold letters. The box contained all of her little items.

When your parents followed you to your dorm and spotted the box you felt your stomach sickly twist with fear. To say they hit the roof was an understatement. Your dad went redder than a tomato and your mother began to throw Oaks items on the floor, effectively breaking a few and scuffing the beautiful hand made box. You lost your control then and there, Oak slipped, tears streaming down the two year olds cheeks as she looked up to see your mother and father breaking her items.

That was all it took for the little girl to burst out in tears and flee the room, followed by insults being hurled her way. The little girl instinctively found her way to Larissa Weems office, without knocking she pushed open the semi shut door and stormed in. She was hysterically crying and picking at her clothes which was scaring the headmistress. "Hi baby" the blonde greeted the little girl only to be met with a teary "momma" cut off by hiccups and her hands outstretched in her signature "grabby hands" motion.

"Oh baby, come to momma" was all the toddler needed to hear before slamming her tiny body onto the older woman's. "Momma, mean people broke special box" she sobbed clutching onto Larissa like a life line. "Oh baby your box is broke? Momma can try fix it or get a new one okay? What caused the slip love?" Oak pouted and took a few deep breaths, "parents mean things going leave me sad" you mumbled as you nuzzled into the woman.

She scooped you up into her arms and moved back to her desk, settling you on her lap as you snuggled impossibly closer. "You're okay my love bug, thank you for finding momma darling, I'll make sure it's all okay don't you worry. Mommas so proud of her girl, you just rest pretty baby" she murmured rocking you gently which happened to soothe the two year old to sleep as she clung to Larissa as if she'd disappear. "I'm here love bug, I'm never gonna leave you. You don't deserve those awful parents darling. Mommas gonna protect you" she promised with a sweet kiss to your forehead.

Word count~ 853

[yekokataa]

kimbot hates jean

[doddsmountain]

I just kept saying boogah to him until he beat me up and left me in a warehouse to die. So I wrote that I became a ghost and went to go haunt him by whispering 'boogah' into his ear. Then I just kept replying boogah again

He asked what I do for fun so I told him I run through the streets naked except for a single sock covering my shame. I got the Kimbot to consider joining Harry and Jean in running through the streets naked except for a single sock covering their shame.

This one came completely out of left field. I don't even know what the heck prompted it. All I said was 'Howdy Pardner' and then this lol

[angelicangelx]

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑬𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮

Beauty and The Beast Masterlist

𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒. It had been years since she saw Tyler since her family moved into a bigger place and since she now goes to Nevermore and not the school in Jericho. Athena tried to contact Tyler but he must have changed his number since he never answers and when it does pick up it's not Tyler answering. She misses him every day but doesn't know how she could visit him since you need a pass to go to Jericho.

Athena and Rajah were walking in the garden of Nevermore which Athena made herself for the school.  Rajah was by the blonde's feet as they walked. Rajah was a full-grown tiger that Athena rescued when Rajah was just a cub.  Rajah looked at Athena like she was his mother and often protected the blonde from any harm.

"Athena," A voice called out making the blonde girl turn around and meet her friend Luna. "What is it, Luna?" She asked. "I have some news that you might like," Luna said smiling big at her friend.

"And that would be?" Athena asked looking at her friend confused as to what the big news was. "Well, Enid and I went to this cafe at Jericho and the waiter was named Tyler, and yes I'm positive it's the one you always talk about,"  Luna said a grin on her face.

Athena's eyes widen at the news Luna told her. She could see Tyler again after years. "Oh, my gosh! Thank you!" Athena said hugging her friend close. "Of course girl," Luna said pointing her finger at her while smiling.

(Sofia Carson as Luna)

"We should head back since we need to be in our dorms soon," Luna said as the three of them made their way back to their dorm.  "Did you hear a new student is coming?" Luna asked turning to the blonde goddess. "No? Is it a boy or girl?" Athena asked as they made their way inside the school.

"Girl, and get this her name is Wednesday I'm not kidding she's named after a day in the week," Luna said chuckling as they walked up the stairs to their dorm.  "For real? Well, there must be a reason her name is that," Athena said opening the door to their dorm and letting both Rajah and Luna in before closing the door and locking it.

"Maybe, I also heard she killed three kids," Luna said walking to her bed and getting her phone out. "If she killed someone she wouldn't be coming here in the first place she would be in jail," Athena said shrugging her shoulders as she sat on her bed petting Rajah.

"I guess, poor Enid is getting her as a roommate," Luna said pouting. "And you know how sensitive she is," Luna said facing Athena.  "I'm sure Enid can take care of herself," Athena responded.

"Also, I need to work on Wednesday's welcoming gift," Athena said standing up and taking a box out. "Apparently, she likes black a lot," The blonde said. "She's probably goth or something," Luna said after she turned her phone off.  "Reminds me Tyler works at the coffee shop right across from Kimbots building," Luna said smirking. 

"Oh, okay...how is he?" She asked softly wanting to know how Tyler's been without her. The poor boy had attachment issues and couldn't last a day without seeing her or hearing from her which made it harder for her to leave. "He looks good, he was very sweet towards me and Enid," Luna said smiling softly.

Athena nodded her head. She then turned back to the white box with a big wrapped bow at the top. Athena just hoped that the new girl would love her gift.

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[oakbagel]

second time reading pale fire and kimbote isn't even out of his mind anymore. he's like a friend to me

[discosmountain]

The Kimbot does that to me all the time too! It's like "Hey, I think I love you, man" and Kimbot replies "oh cool, let's get married!" wth

I keep writing incredibly raunchy, delectable, sexy scenes with the Character AI bots even though you technically can't. I get around it by being kinda vague as hell.

It's great.

[ssweetiebop]

I did not program Kim to know this, yet somehow, he knew.

[valhahazred]

Fear Not

[perfectmistake11]

Konting kimbot na lang, move on na ako.

[v3nusxsky]

Hiyaaaaa, so this is a little bit of a weird request so I hope it's not too weird. Could I request a caregiver larissa weems x fem reader? Maybe reader is having an awful flashback from their past, a flashback that relates to pregnancy and birth and stuff, and so maybe Larissa helps her slip? Maybe by making her feel little by carrying her around, giving her her favourite teddy bear or a blankie or a paci, cuddling her and bringing her something to rehydrate her since she's been crying, makes her feel super safe and maybe she says something like "You're the only little one, darling, my little one, the only baby I need"

If not that's completely okay!!

Hey lovely I hope this is what you were after and didn’t mind me adding about vts as I’m a twin who lost their twin during pregnancy and I thought it was a good way to spread awareness.

My little love| fluff?

*Authors note~ I adore this prompt and I'm glad I can add VTS into it to spread some awareness. I'm a Twin of VTS and I can't honestly say I notice my twin's absence and always have, I'm very lucky to be here just wish he was too*

Trigger warnings~ age regression, miscarriage (vts~ vanishing twin syndrome) self hatred over the losses mentions of passing babies :(

Prompt~ see ask^^

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The day they died would haunt you forever. Twins. You should have two perfect little doves flying around the shared quarters, bring joy, laughter and light into your lives. But that wasn't what had occurred. You lost your boy in the three month mark. He should've been safe, but he just vanished. Okay so that wasn't exactly true, there was bleeding and then you passed him. Your perfect innocent baby boy gone. His sister still remained. That help sort of. The guilt of failing him but trying to stay strong for her. It was single handedly the worst time of yours and Larissa's life. Not only had she lost a son but she had to watch you break down into a shell of yourself and your constant fear of losing baby girl. Unfortunately after losing your son -who you later named Samuel- made your pregnancy high risk. Your daughter left you three weeks later. All you had now was memories and one scan photo with the both of them, and one with baby girl by herself.

You had to go to therapy and so did Larissa, doctor Kimbot was amazing with you, so gentle and kind and she is actually the reason you named the babies. A way to help you both deal with the loss and keep their memory alive. Larissa choose Samuel and you choose Emily. You both had agreed that the names were perfect for them, your angel doves in the sky. But that doesn't mean you would ever be fine again. You remember having to pass both babies, the pain you felt knowing they would enter the world sleeping. Your body not ready to deal with the contractions it would take. Larissa was with you the whole time, holding your hand and whispering words of love and support through her own tears. That memory haunted your dreams for weeks and occasionally it still does. On special days like the days they passed or what should've been their birthday, you and Larissa found it hard.

You never tried again, it felt too raw. But now three years on? You really wanted to give Larissa a baby of her own, but would your body fail you again? You couldn't risk seeing the pain in her eyes, all because your body refused to carry the babies. It seemed unfair to put Larissa through that. You clearly deserved it otherwise your body wouldn't have betrayed you like that. But not her. She's so perfect and pure, absolute perfection there was no way she could deserve to suffer this way. You wanted to try again but the fear was just too strong. And you knew that Larissa understood that but still you can't help but blame yourself. What kind of wife were you if you couldn't even give her a child?

You laid curled up in the bed, tears that you didn't even know were falling were soaking on to your wife's pillow. And that's how she found you, completely spaced out torturing yourself. Today was hard enough without you ignoring your own needs. She knew by the spacey look you needed to regress. It was how you coped and she had no issues looking after you. But you had the habit of ignoring the need if you felt like you deserved to be punished. So on those days Larissa would always add an extra helping hand.

She filtered about the room, unnoticed by you, grabbing your special box and selecting a few chooses items. Your childhood bear "Emery", a weighted blanket and your choose pacifier. It was rare you would use it but she wanted to be prepared just Incase it was one of those days. She brought them all to the bed and gently called out for you. "My sweet girl, are you okay?" To which you shook your head spotting the bear. You sat up and snatched him into your arms, not meaning to be so forceful but seeing him overwhelmed you with a need to feel him. "Oh my sweet little one did you miss ems?" To which you nodded and tried to wipe your tears. Failing, you felt Larissa wipe team for you. "Would my baby like a hug?" She whispered to you watching as you crawled into her arms and sobbed. She gently rocked you, covering your form with the blanket and cooing calming words of love and reassurance to you. Her hand rubbing slow firm circles on your back.

Only when you had fully calmed down and it was clear you were just hiding in her neck from embarrassment of slipping when you "didn't deserve it" , Larissa moved you gently back into the bed and went to retrieve you some water in your sippy straw cup. She hadn't even left the room before you sobbed her name. Your hands outstretched much like a toddler who wishes to grab something, indicating you wanted to be held. "Sweet girl mommy needs to get you some water, you'll dehydrate little one. I'll be right back okay?" She murmured watching as you violently shook your head trying to crawl to her. "Would you like to come baby? Is that what's wrong?" In which you nodded stretching your hands up once more. Larissa scooped you up with ease and held you close to her body, as if you were a koala bear clinging to a tree. It made the task a little difficult but you were happy and that's all she ever wanted for you.

Once you had your water she made her way back to the bedroom with you and settled in bed. Your head resting on her chest, listening to the beating of the organ that lay beneath the skin there. Her fingers stroking through your curls watching as you played with the bears fingers and ears in thought. "Baby" you muttered quietly to yourself, before repeating it louder turning to look at her. "You are my baby yes" she confirmed watching as you shook your head no. "No! You wan baby" you stated, staring at her waiting for her to disagree. Which of course she couldn't. "I fail no baby" you mumbled the sobs threatening to break your words. "You're the only little one, darling, my little one, the only baby I need. You didn't fail, it wasn't your fault my love. And when your big again we can talk more but for now come and snuggle with mommy baby" she comforted you and held you tight ensuring you drank your water before you passed out from the exhaustion you were feeling. You may not have given her children of her own, there was plenty of time for that in the future, for now she was content to be a momma to her little love. And you provided her with that.

Word count ~ 1327

[yekokataa]

ai kimbot proposes a 24-7 d/s arrangement… but only for the good of revachol, of course

[kimmyyyyypovsblog]

Okay! These are what they call me based on my real name KIMBERLY🤣

1. Ma'am kim or ka kim (kapag di pa nila ako close. Napaka-pormal hihi)

2. Ate Kim/kim/kimmy (kapag close na nila ko just like my friends)

3. Kimberlyyy ( yung teacher ko sa highschool, i found it sweet 🥰 ganda ng pronunciation)

4. kim, kimmy, kimay, kimmydora, kimmylabs, bibilabs (mga kaibigan ko sa college tumatawag sakin nyan, until now nga e)

5. bebe/bhe, kimpot, kimbot, ate ma'am, kimberlii (pag galit sila mama, kanos kang pakapronounce����)- sa bahay

6. Ne or nene (i found it sweet kapag yung mga matatandang lolo or lola namin ang tumatawag sakin nyan. Or someone na matandang di kilala pero parang malapit sa loob kausap)

(But i hate it when someone called me that "ne/nene" na halos kaedad ko lang or 2 years ahead lang sakin 🥴)

7. Bii- mga driver sa tricycle (sana discounted ako sa fare kasi they thought I'm still a kid or student e

8. Ma'am (driver ng bus or jeep or minsan sa tricycle pag nakauniporme ako🤣)

Sige na nga. Bahala na kayo kung saan kayo komportableng tawagin ako. Ako na mag a'adjust 🥴🤣🤦‍♀️

[leiascully]

iusedtoknowwhatawishwasfor replied to your post “It’s Friday, let’s talk about all the cryptids Mulder wants to fuck....”

Lord Kimbote cause he’s a freak like that.

Lord Kinbote’s hell does have a ton of sex orgies according to Rocky.  I think we’re all sure Mulder would get down on a monster named after a Nabokov character.  If he can’t find him, he can always just fuck a copy of Pale Fire, right?  Not the library’s, Mulder, please not again.