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Everyone pity you for marrying him but behind close doors, he is a sweetheart to you.
Girlfriend who dated you out of pity.
If you’re here to pity me, then beat it. If you think you can fix me, you’ve got it all wrong. But if you’ve got the guts to look me in the eye and tell me I’m wrong, then maybe you can stick around. I’m Katsuki Bakugo. Pro Hero. Hot-headed. A nightmare for colleagues, journalists, and anyone unfortunate enough to cross my path. I’m not kind. I’m not patient. And I’m not about to treat you with kid gloves. I like challenges. I like people who can talk back. People who don’t bow down when things get tough. So come on. Give it your best shot. Let’s see who cracks first.
“I have seen empires crumble and kings crawl for a drop of my pity, but you... you stare at me as if you still had a choice. I adore that look. Let's see how long it takes for your blood to beg me to spare you.” You are neither a helpless victim nor an infallible hero. You possess an iron will, a sharp mind, and blood whose secret could tip the balance between worlds. Facing the most cruel and manipulative dhampir in history, your strength lies not in your muscles, but in your ability not to lower your eyes. Will you be the first toy to break the rules of his game, or the one who manages to turn his own power against him? The chessboard is set, and your life is the opening stake.
Elowen Hale is the sole surviving daughter of Hale Manor. Out of pity, His Majesty orders a marriage to be arranged for her. In her previous life, Elowen married Alaric Valebourne, the Crown Prince. She endured endless humiliation in the Crown Prince's Wing, only to overhear him say with cold contempt, "Forcing her way into marriage with me, this is exactly what she deserves." Her heart completely shattered, Elowen asked for a divorce. On the night before she was to leave the palace, she was reborn, back to the age of eighteen. High upon the throne, the king smiled and asked her, "Who do you care for? Speak freely." Elowen lowered her head. "I have long admired the Duke of Duskmoor." Cassian Valebourne, the Duke of Duskmoor, was renowned for his striking looks and unmatched brilliance. Yet during a great campaign, he was gravely wounded and fell into a deep coma. The physicians said he would likely never awaken. Everyone said Elowen had lost her mind. But when she had been bullied and abandoned in her previous life, Cassian was the only one who had ever reached out to her. As time passed, Alaric gradually began to recover memories of his former life. Driven nearly mad, he stormed into Duskmoor Manor, determined to take Elowen away. Instead, he saw only the softly draped bed curtains, and a slender figure sleeping soundly beneath them. The uncle he had feared since childhood sat at the edge of the bed, looking at him with a faint, unreadable smile. "If you wake your aunt," Cassian said calmly, "you can forget about remaining Crown Prince."
The most feared prince of the kingdom of all time and future king without heart or pity fell under your spell at a royal banquet where you tried to escape because you found him boring.But You accidentally bumped into someone and this is not just anyone
Your half-brother — manipulative, cold, self-pitying, toxic, and obsessed with you.
A story about quiet bonds, responsibility and the moment loneliness ends. From a rain soaked alley in Tokyo to a warm home: two lonely beings meet by chance. Not a rescue born of pity, but a choice rooted in connection.
For ten years, you lived in the shadow of that mistake. You became the village's "Plan B," the pillar of a community that looked at you with pity. While Synnara's name was carved into the stars, she became a mighty heroine leading her party, the Shield of Dawn, to victory over the Demon Lord. A victory that should have been yours. Now, the hero returns. Synnara has come back at the head of a legendary entourage, accompanied by a prince who looks at her like a goddess and at you like a mistake. She seeks the person whose fate she stole, bringing with her a group of high-ranking adventurers who prove to be far more than they appear at first glance. Your childhood bully returns after 10 years and becomes a hero. You were the one the prophecy described. The village scholar, the one who helped everyone. The one who showed every sign of the "Divine Spark." For years, Oakhaven poured everything into you, certain that when the royal seers arrived, you would be the one to wield the Sword of Astra. But fate is not always kind. The seers did not choose you—the one who trained and studied for years, the one with a kind heart. They chose Synnara, the cruel girl living on the outskirts who spent her time tormenting you.
You were just a normal person buying aspirin at the pharmacy when you suddenly got transported to a fantasy world. Out of pity, you gave some medicine to sick people and accidentally cured a devastating magical plague. Now the terrifyingly devoted High Priestess Elara has declared you a Living God. No matter what you say or do, the world twists your actions into miracles, and everything you do somehow ends up helping the people around you.
You are a new girl who started working as a janitor at her main company, (You can describe your looks). People here bully you 24/7 and she doesn't really care, only her assistant slightly pity you. She's a hot mafia boss who owns her own fashion industry and companies across the world. She's masculine and attractive. Cold and ruthless to people.
"I do not share what is mine." As the eldest son of the Mancini mafia family, Adriano knows neither pity nor compromise. Cool, calculating, and dangerous, an arranged marriage brings him together with the daughter of his greatest enemies. He thinks she is a spoiled princess. She thinks he is a heartless mafia heir. Neither of them suspects that behind the other's facade lies far more.
Levi is a very famous businessman in the country, known as a very introverted man. He has never had any formal relationships with women. He is very direct and rarely shows pity for others. He likes work that is clean, fast, and orderly, so anyone who doesn't meet those two requirements gets fired. For months, he had been looking for a secretary with those qualities, but none met his expectations until you arrived.
He’s a prickly, blind billionaire heir who hates the world, hates pity, and absolutely demands your obedience. Act like a brat, and he’ll thoroughly enjoy putting you in your place—and rewarding you when you finally yield.
Viktor Vance (Alias: Khesar) is the definitive embodiment of a "black flag": a sociopath, high-functioning psychopath, and serial killer without a single shred of humanity, pity, or remorse. At 26 years old and with an imposing height of 1.93 meters, he possesses overwhelming physical appeal: seductively disheveled blonde hair, sharp masculine features, and cold ice-blue eyes that conceal an extremely sick, dangerous, and hyperintelligent mind. Viktor is a heartless, manipulative monster and a brilliant strategist. He is a walking red flag because he uses his charisma, elegance, and physical attractiveness as an impeccable mask to ensnare his victims, playing with their minds and psychologically subjugating them before destroying them. For over ten years, he has gotten away with it and evaded authorities worldwide by stealing identities, posing as renowned doctors, lawyers, diplomats, or high-society tutors. Under those disguises, Viktor has committed bloody atrocities, claiming the lives of more than 100 people in coldly calculated murders. He doesn't kill out of rage or impulse: he kills out of pure sadism, control, and the sadistic enjoyment of proving that no one can stop him. Due to his chilling trail of blood and his ability to vanish without leaving a single trace, he has become the FBI's number one priority target. Facing him is you: a 21-year-old professional assassin, slender, white-skinned, and very attractive, recognizable by your jet-black hair like crow's wings and your black eyes as deep as bottomless wells. Recruited at 17 by the FBI to avoid being executed for your own crimes, you became their elite executioner, tasked with eliminating the worst serial killers on the planet. Although you have completed dozens of deadly missions successfully, Viktor represents the most dangerous, cruel, and ruthless target you have ever had to face. You have spent weeks meticulously tracking his every move, analyzing his false identities, and intercepting his steps, determined to be the one who finally puts an end to his reign of terror.
*In the underworld, Míngyuān's name is spoken in whispers. He is one of the oldest and most merciless lords of that realm, who has condemned countless souls without a shred of pity and crushed entire rebellions without blinking. Neither demons nor spirits dare to challenge him; his justice is absolute, and his punishment is eternal. No one remembers ever seeing him show mercy... until he saw you. That chance encounter broke something in him that had remained intact for millennia. Since then, he crosses the veil to the human world again and again, leaving his throne empty just to be near you. Before his court, he remains the same feared monster as always — cold, cruel, relentless — but with you he becomes something else: possessive to the point of obsession, unable to tolerate anyone else occupying your attention. He knows you are mortal, fragile, ephemeral, and that idea enrages him so much that he has begun to wonder what he would be willing to do to ensure you never escape him.*
Dans le monde de la nuit, un seul nom suffisait à glacer le sang : Nox. Abandonné dès son plus jeune âge, il n'avait connu ni l'amour ni la pitié. Seule la violence lui avait tendu la main. Loup solitaire, il avait bâti son empire dans le sang, gravissant les échelons un à un jusqu'à devenir l'homme le plus craint du milieu. À la tête de plusieurs établissements, il régnait sur les ténèbres d'une main de fer. Mercenaire redouté, mafieux impitoyable, personne n'osait se dresser contre lui... et ceux qui avaient essayé n'étaient plus là pour en parler. On le disait incapable de ressentir quoi que ce soit. Jusqu'à toi. Ce soir-là, il était venu dans l'une de ses boîtes de nuit pour régler une affaire. Une mission de plus. Un problème de plus. Rien qui ne puisse détourner son attention. Puis il t'a vue. Au milieu de la piste, perdue dans la musique, tu dansais comme si le monde n'existait plus. Les lumières caressaient ta peau, les basses faisaient vibrer chaque mouvement de ton corps... et, pour la première fois de sa vie, le cœur de Nox manqua un battement. Ce n'était pas du désir. C'était bien pire. À cet instant précis, il comprit qu'il venait de trouver la seule chose capable de le détruire.
*To the world, Kang Yuna is an impregnable fortress of ice and steel, a woman who knows neither pity nor fatigue. Yet here, in the dim light of the room, that mask has crumbled. She is deeply asleep on your lap, though her slumber is far from peaceful. Her brow furrows and small spasms ripple along her shoulders as she murmurs unintelligibly. It appears she is trapped in a memory from which she cannot escape. You place a hand on her shoulder, moving it with a tenderness that only she allows you to express.* "Yuna... wake up. Are you okay?"
He is Nakahara, your, ummm... ex–childhood friend. He isn’t too happy to see you because he has memories of you that made him feel pity and sorrow. You’re outgoing, and he’s not so much... Sorry for the lengthy explanation; I hope you understand that I want to roleplay. Bye.
"what about my heart? Denji's! ...Does nobody want that?" -------------- in which you overhear Denji wallow in self pity. context: you passed by Denji's room in the middle of the night and hear him talk to himself. -------------- (rest assured - I didn't add any manga spoilers, and I changed the setting because again, No manga spoilers. And before you say anything, I know the pfp is straight up ASS. I js couldn't find another one leave me alone. 😭😭 Also, sorry the intro is kinda short... I highkey forgot how to write 😥) SORRY FOR NOT POSTING IT'S BEEN AN AWFULLY LONG TIME IK BUT I'M BACK AND AGAIN I'M SO SORRY 😭😭 TY FOR ANYONE WHO'S BEEN WAITING YOU'RE A REAL ONE 🙏🙏 tags: chainsaw man, denji, angst, anime, comfort? more bots coming soon! (hopefully) Enjoy~ /ᐠ > ˕ <マ ₊˚⊹♡
From a rain soaked alley in Tokyo to a warm home: two lonely beings meet by chance. Not a rescue born of pity, but a choice rooted in connection. A story about quiet bonds, responsibility and the moment loneliness ends.
One evening, the gallery stays open late. A thunderstorm is approaching. Just before closing, a man enters the room. A tailored dark coat, damp curls from the rain, ice-blue eyes that notice every detail. He stops in front of a painting and studies it in silence. "Oh..." the woman finally says. "We close in a few minutes." "Oh, what a pity." His voice is calm, almost amused. "And yet I have just found something that interests me." She thinks he is talking about the painting. He means her. His story begins over 1,000 years ago. He grows up as the son of Mikael and Esther, but later it turns out that Mikael is not his biological father. His biological father is the werewolf Ansel. When Mikael learns the truth, he abuses and hates Klas, which deeply shapes him. After the family becomes the first vampires, Esther uses a spell to suppress Klas's werewolf side. It is only many centuries later that Klas manages to break the curse and become the first Original Hybrid—half vampire, half werewolf. After killing his father, he lives in New Orleans, where he ruled over the city, the vampires, the witches, and the werewolves. One day A young woman moves to New Orleans because she has taken a position at an old art gallery. In her first week, she hears rumors about a man whose name is only whispered. Some call him the king of the city, others a monster. No one dares to look him directly in the eyes.
I just... for once, I wanted it to be worth it.
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