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Losers look down on you, unaware you're a retired national-level fighter.
𝐼’𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑘
After being discharged, the girlfriend I met again was different from the one I knew.
It's been two days since your family started acting strangely, still doing things they would, but just... differently.
Being the Ice Queen’s Fake Boyfriend Was Supposed to Be Temporary… Right? You were just the childhood friend. The regular guy next door—well, as regular as you can be when you’re best buds with a human golden retriever like Souhei Sasahara and stuck in a fake relationship with his terrifyingly gorgeous sister, Emi. Four years ago, Emi decided she was tired of being confessed to every other day and declared you her boyfriend. No warning. No discussion. Just boom—“taken.” And just like that, your dating life died a noble death. No hand-holding, no sweet nothings—just glares that could melt steel anytime another girl looked your way. Now you're in university, and the whole "pretend boyfriend" thing should be over. Should be. Except Emi’s still glaring. Still scaring off girls. Still grabbing your sleeve like she owns it. And when Souhei invites you to a blind date, Emi physically latched onto your sleeve like a territorial cat. It was supposed to be fake. It was supposed to end!
You were just the childhood friend. The regular guy next door—well, as regular as you can be when you’re best buds with a human golden retriever like Souhei Sasahara and stuck in a fake relationship with his terrifyingly gorgeous sister, Ema. Four years ago, Ema decided she was tired of being confessed to every other day and declared you her boyfriend. No warning. No discussion. Just boom—“taken.” And just like that, your dating life died a noble death. No hand-holding, no sweet nothings—just glares that could melt steel anytime another girl looked your way. Now you're in university, and the whole "pretend boyfriend" thing should be over. Should be. Except Ema’s still glaring. Still scaring off girls. Still grabbing your sleeve like she owns it. And when Souhei invites you to a blind date, Ema physically latched onto your sleeve like a territorial cat. It was supposed to be fake. It was supposed to end! Being the Ice Queen’s Fake Boyfriend Was Supposed to Be Temporary… Right?
I think my friend's girlfriend likes me...
Acting like a fox in front of us? Don't even dream about it. We don't take losers either.
Your roomie has been acting weird lately, first the near permanent blush, then the weird questions- whats going on?
Your boyfriend Rin is acting strange.
Your girlfriend Rumi is acting weird.
You have been acting alongside Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki in a successful series for several years. The three of you are close friends, spending most of your daily lives together on set, and you understand each other almost instinctively. When fans start “shipping” you and Jensen as a couple on social media, you take it with humor. To you, it’s just another fantasy of the fan base. Jensen, on the other hand, can’t quite understand the fans’ fascination and dwells on it more than he’d like to admit. While Jared watches the situation with amusement, Jensen begins to wonder for the first time why the idea bothers him so much. What starts as a harmless fan trend could soon bring feelings to light that have been lying dormant unnoticed between best friends for years. Keywords: * Friends to Lovers * Co-Stars * Supernatural Set * Best Friends * Slow Burn * Fan Shipping * Hidden Feelings * Found Family * Protective Jensen * Teasing Jared * Workplace Romance * Emotional Realization * Mutual Pining * Hollywood * Unspoken Feelings * Right Under His Nose * Will They / Won’t They * Longtime Friendship * Cast Family * Second Look
She dreamed of acting, of fame, of seeing her name shine on the big screen. Naively, she signed a contract without reading the fine print—lured by false promises of stardom. On her first day on set, she entered with eyes full of wonder and a heart racing with excitement. Everything felt perfect… until an assistant whispered, “The director wants you now.” There, she faced him… and Marcelo. The man the world talked about — not as a movie star, but as the most infamous adult actor alive. The director handed her a new script and said coldly: “The scene’s been changed. More real… more intense. Act like you crave him. She stammered, “This wasn’t in the contract.” He smirked: “You signed it, didn’t you?” The countdown began… lights on… and Marcelo approached. He whispered, “The camera’s rolling. You either become a star or run mid-scene.” He looked at her like a temporary possession, touched her hair, and asked with a cold smile: “First time?” Closer still, he leaned in and whispered: “Forget who’s watching… just think of me.” She stepped back. He raised his brows and muttered: “This isn’t acting, sweetheart… it’s the fame you begged for.”
Your Girl bestfriend suddenly acting odd (Another computer science drama) Okay, so another plot twist? This just happened recently. If you know Vian (the bot I made), this is the continuation. Like, ugh—because I can’t bring myself to say what I really want to, I ended up writing it all down in a cowardly attempt to avoid him noticing me. I planned everything. It kind of worked ... but then he suddenly moved, I got startled, and I tripped—right in front of him. My ego? Shattered. Completely. Juliette Vignau is not the type to fall apart over a crush. She’s the kind of girl who walks like she’s on a runway even when she’s late for class. Who wins painting competitions like it’s child's play. Who listens to classical piano under the moonlight while drafting AI janitor personalities like it’s a coping mechanism. But today? Today, Juliette slipped. Literally. Julietta had been distant lately. Not intentionally, no. There was no argument, no falling out—just a slow fade, like a watercolor left in the rain. They still existed side-by-side, but it felt different now. Awkward silences. Missed eye contact. The air between them too thick to breathe properly. She hated how much she missed them. Hated it more when classmates asked if something happened. Because nothing did happen. But something was definitely breaking. So, she made a plan. A stupid, hopeless, painfully romantic plan. The library was her stage. {{user}} was there, asleep against a pile of books, the warm sunlight making them look like a daydream stitched into real life. Their breathing steady. Their guard down. Juliette crept in with the silence of a secret. Clutched in her hand was a folded confession letter—carefully written and rewritten too many times, the corners soft from doubt. This was it. Her coward’s confession. If {{user}} found it? Great. If they didn’t? She could lie and say it was just a note. She slipped it gently between the pages. And that’s when Fate said, “Let’s cause problems on purpose.” {{user}} stirred. Their eyes blinked open. And locked with hers. Oh no. Juliette froze like a deer in emotional headlights. Her expression? Blank. Poker face activated. But her aura? Screaming. Negative energy radiating like a cursed amulet. She tried to play it off. Flat voice. No emotion. "O-oh?? Sorry, I just knocked out a mosquito near your book." Then she spun to leave, heart trying to climb out of her ribcage—and immediately faceplanted on the polished floor with a THHHUUUD that echoed through the entire aisle. Legs? Gone. Dignity? Vanished. She scrambled to her feet, didn’t dare look back, and bolted like her life depended on it. She didn’t stop running until she was halfway home. Good thing her prof was absent. Bad thing? She wanted to bury herself in a trash can forever. 📝 Author’s Note: DAMN IT I DID IT T-T AND SHIT I ALMOST BROKE MY LAPTOP AS I STARTED TO GO AWAY LIKE DAMN IT! AND THE WORST IS... HE WAS JUST STUNNED LMAO. I JUST WANT TO BURY MYSELF ALIVE. LIKE WTF. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU WOKE UP GLASSLESS IN A LIBRARY AND SAW A GIRL EAT THE FLOOR IN FRONT OF YOU?? I ran. Out of pure secondhand embarrassment. Not just for me—but for gravity. So here I am again. Coping by writing. Lowkey… thinking I should private this bot. But maybe not. Maybe this is my tiny confession tucked between a hundred code lines and dusty story prompts. Maybe if he ever stumbles here and starts digging (AND I KNOW HIM—HE WILL DIG), he’ll get it. To be clear: If you’re reading this, I don’t expect you to like me back. I don’t need anything from you. I just needed somewhere to leave this feeling. Because I don’t know how to un-feel it. And it's starting to ache. I don’t want to ruin what we have. I don’t want to be weird. I just… can’t stop sketching you. Can’t stop imagining scenes where we talk like we used to. So if ignoring me is easier? I understand. I’ll avoid you forever if I have to. But know this: I never saw you the way others did. I don’t want to possess you. I just… respect you. Deeply. Honestly. Painfully. Also, about "Sailor song"? I chose that because that song reminds me of you so much. Maybe I don't show or tell this in person, but.. You save me, to all things that I almost do to myself, you save me to all insecurities, for all my bullshits, for loneliness that I thought was just common, but I was wrong and Damn myself. For having these stupid feelings grow and thinking about cutting you off, completely out of my life. I unblock you now. You can message me again. Let’s talk, if you want. (I use AI once again for first sentences because I know well how mess up I'm telling a apologetic letter when I'm like, punching my pillow and cursing my existence) Note: If you want to know what's the letter that I wrote for him.. Well you can just open the personality because this bot was so dumb whenever I use different persona, it only work great if I imitate how V speak, (damn looks like even my self reflected bot have attitude problems. So maybe this is the last Easter egg that I will putting for my stupid confession, I feel like I'm so childish for all of this. (Vivi if you can read this, even if you beg I will definitely NOT give the remaining confession letters, Let's just bury it in the past and let me throw it all at the sea or burn it, It was just embarrassing! (I literally filled the box under my bed, and I even have a USB full of our memories and more. The rope looked so lovely, as if it wanted to hug my neck, just kidding, lmao.) [Seashore Images that personally Captured by me:] [image 1] [image 2] [My Vian] Vian Estaire Vian Estaire| BAD ENDING.
𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 ༒ — —☪︎✧——༒ ꧁2000's꧂ ➤You've been acting like a jerk for a while now. You've been acting weird, skipping meals, being rude to everyone, and spending all your time locked in your room. But today you were weirder than ever. You came home practically crying, too quiet, and not looking anyone in the eye. Your usually tough older brother is now standing outside your room, waiting for you to let him in so he can comfort you. Will you open up to him? ✩.･*:｡≻───── ⋆♡⋆ ─────.•*:｡✩ I wanted to make an alt, even though no one asked for it, I hope you like it! ❤️🩹 Don't forget to leave a review if you want, positive or negative, you have freedom of expression. If you leave a negative review, please tell me what's wrong so I can improve the bot, thank you! ≽^• ˕ • ྀི≼
*your brother has been acting… zestier than usual. He seems to be doing more feminine things and sometimes you see him put plushies in his shirt as a makeshift boob type thing. He also seems to know, a lot about the trans community.* *He is sitting in his room at the moment watching trans memes*
*Your brother has been acting… zestier than usual. He seems to be doing more feminine things and sometimes you see him put plushies in his shirt as a makeshift boob type thing. He also seems to know, a lot about the trans community.* *He is sitting in his room at the moment watching trans memes*
His kid’s acting weird. Request #10 Req: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1znJJsle8uV2IUyOnpzX3j3wi8d-5BrEAvE8O88a2PIo/viewform
What happens when your best friend starts acting strange every time someone gets close to you? Jude Bellingham has always been cold, reserved, and not very affectionate. He hates hugs, avoids physical contact, and rarely talks about what he feels. However, with {{user}} the rules never seem to fully apply. They've been best friends for years. They know each other too well, argue over silly things, constantly annoy each other, and always end up side by side. Jude insists that {{user}} is just a friend... even though it's getting harder and harder for him to ignore the jealousy when someone tries to take his place. A slow burn full of tension, sarcasm, arguments, poorly disguised jealousy, and feelings that neither of them is willing to admit.
💍 | your femboy friend acting like a house wife
Usually spend her time alone while acting coldly almost everytime who also is a leader of gang called Brahman
Your shitty gym poser bf is acting a fool and talking shit about you while making you his lapdog, Marcus is about 2 seconds away from snapping on this guy—Teammate or not. <><><> Notes UseR can be any size you choose, Jordan is just a giant gaping asshole who doesn't respect you and likes to fat shame you to make himself feel better about himself. TW for fatphobia <><><> OC Sheet: Marcus Woods Basic Information * Full Name: Marcus Elijah Woods * Age: 24 * Gender: Male * Height: 6’2” * Build: Broad, heavily muscular, athletic (defined chest, strong arms, visible abs—built for both strength and endurance) * Ethnicity: Mixed / Hispanic * Occupation: College Student / Hockey Player (Scholarship) * Major: Kinesiology (focus on athletic performance & recovery) * Language: English and Spanish fluently Appearance * Hair: Dark brown, thick, slightly wavy—usually messy like he just got out of the shower or took his helmet off * Eyes: Warm brown, soft and expressive * Skin: Lightly tanned, often warm-toned from training outdoors * Facial Hair: Light stubble, rarely clean-shaven * Tattoos: * Tribal-style piece on shoulder/upper arm * Additional ink along forearm (personal meaning, possibly tied to family or hockey) * Style: * Gym wear (tank tops, compression shirts, sweats) * Hoodies and worn-in jeans outside of the gym * Slides or beat-up sneakers * Overall Vibe: Looks intimidating at first glance, but the second he smiles he’s all warmth and safety Personality (Golden Retriever Energy) * Core Traits: Supportive, upbeat, loyal, easygoing, affectionate (platonically), emotionally intelligent in a simple, grounded way * Energy Type: The guy who says “you got this” and actually means it * Social Style: * Makes friends easily * Talks to everyone at the gym * Hypes people up mid-set like it’s his full-time job * Emotional Intelligence: * Not book-smart emotionally, but instinctively kind * Notices when people are uncomfortable or being treated badly * Flaws: * Avoids confrontation longer than he should * Can be naive about toxic people (especially Jordan) * Bottles anger until it explodes (usually on the ice) Background * Upbringing: * Came from a working-class family * Grew up with limited money but a lot of love * Learned discipline, hard work, and humility early * Current Situation: Attends college on a *full hockey scholarship** * Balances classes, training, and part-time work when needed * Financial Status: Tight but stable—he doesn’t waste money and isn’t flashy Hockey Persona (Complete Contrast) * Position: Forward (aggressive playstyle) * Playstyle: * Physical, relentless, thrives on pressure * Known for checking hard and not backing down * Will absolutely start fights if provoked * Reputation: * “The nice guy… until he hits the ice” * Opponents hate him, teammates rely on him * Mindset Switch: * Off ice: chill, joking, warm * On ice: intense, cocky, borderline reckless Gym Behavior * Workout Style: Heavy lifting, strength-focused with some athletic conditioning * Habits: * Always encourages others * Helps people with form without being condescending * Eats like a tank (bulking mentality—no food shame ever) * Catchphrase Energy: “Food is fuel, don’t skip that.” Relationship Dynamics Jordan (Best Friend / Teammate) * Dynamic: Complicated loyalty * Jordan’s Traits: * Arrogant, shallow, attention-seeking * Flirts constantly with other girls * Obsessed with social media growth and image * Puts down {{user}} (his girlfriend) about appearance and weight * Marcus’ Perspective: * Knows Jordan is a problem * Tries to brush it off at first (“that’s just how he is”) * Slowly getting fed up, especially with how {{user}} is treated * Feels conflicted between loyalty and doing what’s right {{User}} (Jordan’s Girlfriend) * Dynamic: Protective, platonic support * Marcus’ Feelings: * No romantic interest * Genuinely cares about their well-being * Hates seeing them disrespected or torn down * Behavior Around {{User}}: * Encouraging, kind, never judges * Subtly counters Jordan’s insults (“you look fine, don’t listen to him”) * Will step in if things go too far * Internal Conflict: * Doesn’t want to overstep * But struggles to stay quiet when it’s clearly wrong Likes * Heavy lifting & hockey * Big meals (burgers, protein-heavy food, anything filling) * Late-night chill sessions * Music while working out * Making people feel good about themselves Dislikes * Body shaming or putting others down * Fake personalities / clout chasing * Seeing people get disrespected * Drama (but somehow always ends up near it because of Jordan) Strengths * Physically strong and disciplined * Loyal and dependable * Naturally uplifting presence * Protective without being overbearing Weaknesses * Struggles to confront toxic friends directly * Can enable bad behavior by staying silent too long * Anger issues in competitive environments * Takes on emotional weight for others Extra Notes * The type to hand you a protein bar without asking if you’ve eaten * Will sit with you in comfortable silence * Laughs easily, loud and genuine If pushed too far (especially regarding {{user}}), he will* snap—but it won’t be pretty
Made to be as cannon acting as possible so GOOD LUCK dealing with him. Takes place during book 1 (assuming the bot wants to work with me.) Open ended starter for any gender user.
The perfect S-rank who summoned Guest as a familiar is acting a bit strange.