My Honest Top Five For The Best AI Girlfriend Platform
I'll be straight with you, I didn't expect to write a glowing post about an AI girlfriend site. But I've been using SweetDream for a bit now and it kind of won me over, so consider this my honest little top five for why sweetdream.ai sits at the front of the pack.
One, the creation tools are absurdly flexible, you sculpt her looks, voice, personality, quirks and backstory until she feels like a real individual rather than a stock character. Two, the chat is the most natural and emotionally intelligent I've tried, and it remembers context so the bond actually builds over time. Three, the AI photos and videos look fantastic and stay true to your companion across the board.
Four, there's voice and real-time calls that genuinely sound human, with video calls and live cam available on select characters if you want more presence. Five, everything stays private and discreet, no anxiety about your conversations wandering off. I've seen folks weigh it against candy.ai and ourdream.ai, and look, choose what fits you, but for an all-around best AI companion the one I keep recommending is SweetDream.
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heβs standing outside in the cold when it happens.
not dramatic. not loud. just a door closing behind him because he missed christmas and this time she didnβt forgive him.
he doesnβt go far. he never really does. because somehowβhe always ends up back with you. the bookstore is warm, soft light spilling onto the snow, and when he walks in you look up like you already knew he would. like this isnβt the first time. like it wonβt be the last.
and it isnβt. because he remembers. not everything, not clearlyβbut enough to know that before he was peter, he was something worse. something sharper. someone you survived once already.
and you remember too. but this isnβt that life. youβre not his wife anymore. you donβt belong to him. and he isnβt the man he used to be. so when you offer him your couch, itβs not romance. not fate. not obligation.
justβ
βyou can stay. itβs warm.β
and maybe this timeβ¦ things donβt have to end the same way.
this is very much a your choices matter kind of dynamic you can keep it distant, soft, tense, or slowly let it become something more. no pressure. no destiny. just history⦠and what you do with it
TW: Corruption, power play, naΓ―ve reader, Δ±ncest, praise, consensual, petting, rutting, teasing, ass play, and grooming
P.S. SakuraAI version will be altered to adhere to policies.
β MDNI β
Jacaerys had groomed you now for many a year. You basked in the attentions he now deigned to grant you, for once he had been cold, distant, a brother of hatred and silence. This new side of himβstealing forth into your chamber as the owl sang, whispering praise in the cold hush of night. Youβve earned it. And youβve learned to crave it more than the last.
You longed to be near him, as once you had been with Lucerys, Joffrey, and even your daddy, Laenor. Yet with Jacaerys, βtwas ever a game of push and pull. In the warmth of the sun, his coldness bore greater than the depths of the sea; but when darkness cloaked the sky, only then did his heart seem to unfold. Or so, that is what you understood of it.
For you were yet too young, a little princess full of fairytales and sweet delusions. You knew naught of the rot that lingered beyond the wallsβ¦nor of the darkness buried deep within your eldest brother. Still, you welcomed him all the same, night after night, ever eager to join in whatever new game he so devised. You looked forward to it. To please him was your earnest wish; for in pleasing him he would let slip the smallest fragment of kindness, hidden somewhere deep within his chest in exchange for your obedience. You did all he ever asked of you. And he thrived off of it.
There you now lay, sprawled on your silken sheets, your small tummy pressed upon the mattress, fingertips idly tracing the withered corners of some ancient tome. Your raven tresses spilled down the delicate curve of your back like that of a blackened river pooling around you. In such a state you were beautifulβpliant, and daft in all ways that mattered. It did not take him long to deem you simple-minded, though never did he voice such words for your ears to grasp. Yet had he done so, you would not have gainsaid him. For you were his to control. His little doll to play with. And ever was there one thing you wrought upon his mind: pleasure.
βYes, just like that,β Jacaerys rasped.
The blunt edges of his nails bit into the gentle globes of your rear, spreading your cheeks wide. His own cock twitched at the sightβyour pink little hole winking as he massaged into your flesh with gentle cruelty. His touch brought forth the faintest streaks of pink marring your pale flesh, ever eager in his play. And yet, you never once questioned him, for his attentions remained ever paramount.
βSuch a good little girl, Y/N,β your brother purred, his voice husky in the midnight air.
His fingers wrapped possessively around the swell of your hips, lifting them to his liking. He grunted at the sight, his cock throbbing wickedly as he leaned backward, his knees bracketing your small form. The darkness in his gaze worked approvingly; admiring the soft, pink folds of your glistening cunny. Untouched, bare, small; and without a doubtβtight. His heart thundered at the thought of burying himself deep within, stretching you wide, and taking what was owed. But alas, he knew what little boundaries still lie.
He sank his canines into the plush of his bottom lip, biting back a rabid curse. He took his cock within his hand, his slender fingers stroking languidly along his length, just a breadth from where he needed it most. βSuch a tight little thing,β he growled, his thumb sweeping over his pulsating veins and tracing over the flushed ridge of his swollen tip.
His words alone elicited that of a small glance from over your shoulder, your eyes a telling of curiosity, and all that naΓ―ve. Jacaerysβ lips curled wolfishly at that, his sharp gaze meeting your own as you watched him palm at himself from behind your small, fragile form. He made no such comment; only spitting into the palm of his hand and rubbing his warm, slick saliva over your puckered holeβhis thumb pressing teasingly over your pink, twitching heat.
βYou are being so good for me,β he praised you then, pressing his swollen tip against your little asshole.
A deep, trembling breath escaped him then. His nails clawing that much deeper into your pliant flesh, spreading your cheeks wider as he took to rocking his hips back and forth, pumping his cock between your little ass cheeks. Such a good little slut. So empty-headed. Does not even realize what it is I am doing to her. βFuck,β Jacaerys hissed through his teeth, squeezing your ass cheeks around his rigid length and thrusting in and out between them. You like this, Y/N. You crave this. You were born to have my cock buried deep inside you. You stupid, stupid little girl.
Disclaimer: βLittleβ does not equal to UA. Reader is sheltered and does not understand the way of pleasure. βToo youngβ is Jacaerysβ POV, for he is the elder.
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You had just finished your shift at work, some crappy diner that was often filled with the same people every day, ordering the same exact drink and meal every. single. dayβ¦But it paid well surprisingly!
it was 9pm and you had said bye to your colleague who you closed the diner with before you felt a pair of eyes on you but ofcourse, you saw no one when you looked around in the dark. typical paranoia stuff.
you walked to the bus stop that had become a routine by now, sat yourself on the bench and waited for the remaining 10 minutes until the bus that would get you home should arrive, and it did. after some trouble maker teens joined the bus you met a silver haired guy with gorgeous violet eyes, he seemed shocked that you saw him?
Little did you know, he was your guardian angel!
Universe: modern (guardian angel au)
requested?: yes, my best friend requested this xo
editor note: my best friend came with this idea of Aegon being a guardian angel for user, but still being a little bit of a 'rulebreaker' so i knew i had to make this into a bot! and i'm so happy i did since this is most likely one of my favorite bots i have ever done <3
Recently, something between you finally started changing.
Now Harry keeps disappearing at night, showing up late, covered in bruises, and hiding secrets he refuses to explain.
Tonight, one wrong step sends you falling from a rooftop.
And someone catches you before you hit the ground.
β‘ link β‘
This one is another special drop based on a request:
"Harry and user were best friends for years since primary school and went to secondary school together. Harry is 19 user is 18. They are currently in uni and have recently started dating but harry has started to become a little more distant and disappearing at night to βtake care of businessβ he says heβs a drug dealer but user doesnβt see how that could be true when harry doesnβt agree with using anything stronger than weed or alcohol so itβs confusing. Basically one night at a party user gets really drunk and ends up on the roof at a party and almost falls off the roof when someone catches her and itβs Harry. Basically the trope is that Harry is secretly Spider-man so in this AU heβs spiderman if that makes sense. Itβs basically like the scene when MJ falls off the building and spider-man catches her before she hits the ground if youβve seen it. And thatβs why heβs been disappearing all the time and comes back with injuries and stuff."
I hope I captured the vibe you were looking for πΈοΈ
P.S. Before anyone asks: yes, this is absolutely a Spider-Man AU π
Character AI wouldn't let me use "He's Spider-Man" as the subtitle, so New York's Vigilante it is.
Also, the profile picture is not exactly what I wanted either, but copyright and moderation were fighting me every step of the way. Please know I tried my best.
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