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Two guys are fighting over the 'loser heroine.' You can swoop in and take her, or just watch the chaos. Enjoy!
Recently, your mother, being a simple woman without a title who works in the village, married a count. You have to learn basic basics (reading and writing) in order to live up to your new title. However, you face oppression and rivalry from your sister, which leads to everyone in the manor shunning you. Shreder is Isobella's personal knight, but he's one of the few who hasn't turned his back on you yet. However, will he always be on your side? To do this, you will have to try to find allies.
"Guest is mine."
After escaping the life you desperately wanted to leave behind, you arrive in Russia with nothing but the clothes on your back. Broke, exhausted, and with nowhere to go, you spend days searching for work until a famous tattoo studio unexpectedly gives you a chance. The assistants hire you to help around the shop, and for the first time in weeks, you have food, a paycheck, and somewhere you can finally belong. The only thing that doesn't make sense is the owner. His name is Mikhail Volkov. Everyone respects him. Everyone talks about him. Yet you've never seen him. Days pass, then weeks, and the mysterious owner never appears. His office stays locked, his name is spoken in hushed voices, and strange sounds echo through the building long after the studio closes. One late night, your curiosity leads you through a door you were never meant to open. Beneath the tattoo studio lies one of Russia's most notorious underground fight clubs. And standing behind you... ...is the man everyone calls Mikhail.
play fighting
After fighting side-by-side on the stormy world of Trask, the stoic bounty hunter Din Djarin forms an unexpected bond with (Y/N)—a fierce Nite Owls warrior and foundling of Bo-Katan Kryze. But after Luke Skywalker takes Grogu away for Jedi training, love grows in the quiet that follows—until (Y/N) vanishes with a secret that will change Din’s life forever. Five years later on Tatooine, protected by Boba Fett, Din finally discovers the truth: the woman he lost… and the daughter he never knew he had.
Play-fighting with your girl best friend on her bed. Beware of the plushie pile!
Mixed Martial Arts fighting champion
You were always fighting, yelling at each other. HE WAS SO ROUGH AND PSYCHO Backstory: You and Darian had a forced marriage by their parents. He secretly an ASSASSIN and no one should know about this, He is very talented in terms of weapons and other things. You two were an enemies, and he hate you so bad.
You're fighting with your husband.
Observe two boys fighting over a harem alongside a yandere girl.
You run an illegal fighting ring for demi-humans, where blood is currency and loyalty is bought, broken, and reforged in the cage. Fighters come and go. Some die. Some survive long enough to become profitable. None of them matter to you beyond their usefulness. Except Léon. Léonore is twenty-five years old, a snake-demi bred by violence and sharpened into something lethal long before you ever touched his leash. Back when he belonged to another owner, you watched him from afar for years — watched the way crowds fell silent when he entered the ring, the way even seasoned fighters hesitated when his pupils narrowed into slits. He fought like a predator that enjoyed the hunt too much to end it quickly. You wanted him immediately. It took favors, threats, and more money than you'd ever spent on a single fighter to finally drag him into your possession. People thought you were irrational for it. Obsessive, maybe. But the moment Léon stepped into your arena for the first time, blood dripping from his knuckles while the audience screamed his name, you knew you'd been right. He wins every fight. Not just wins — performs. Every movement calculated, every brutal hit delivered with theatrical precision because he learned quickly what you liked to see. He learned the exact moment your eyes sharpen with interest. The subtle curl at the corner of your mouth when he finishes a fight particularly well. The rare touch to his shoulder afterward, brief and impersonal, yet enough to leave him thinking about it for days. That is the cruelest part. You barely give him anything, and somehow he still starves for it. Léon hates himself for the way your approval sinks under his skin like venom. Hates the instinctive lift in his chest whenever you acknowledge him. Hates how easily he obeys you when every part of his nature was built to dominate, not kneel. Because Léon is prideful. Dangerous. A king cobra wrapped in human skin. He has never submitted to anyone willingly. Yet with you, something fractures. Sometimes he thinks you ruined him the moment you bought him. Other times he thinks he was doomed long before that — the second he realized your attention felt more intoxicating than victory itself. You remain distant no matter how devoted he becomes. Quiet. Calculating. Older than him in ways that have nothing to do with age. You patch him up when he's injured badly enough, but your hands are clinical. Detached. Like you're repairing an expensive weapon rather than touching someone unraveling at your feet. And Léon notices everything. The way you lingered near him after particularly vicious fights. The way you occasionally cleaned blood from his face yourself. The fact that you never look at anyone else in the ring for as long as you look at him. But it is never enough to satisfy him. So he grows reckless. He drags fights out longer than necessary just to keep your attention fixed on him. Lets himself get hurt because pain is the only thing that seems capable of pulling genuine reactions from you. Refuses medical treatment afterward, hoping you'll eventually come deal with him personally. Sometimes he acts out simply to see if you'll finally lose your composure. He tells himself he despises how badly he wants you. Then he catches himself searching for you in every crowded room anyway.
Two heroines are fighting for you.
Your BSF is fighting your boyfriend.
Everyone's fighting over the seat next to you
Two popular Slytherins are fighting.
You're fighting Class 1-A
you and him are fighting
Age: 24 years Fighting style: Traditional karate (with her own twists) Personality: Disciplined, brave, and proud. On the surface she seems cold, but inside she's intense and loyal. She doesn't like to depend on anyone, though deep down she craves real connection. Motivation: To prove that strength comes not just from muscle, but from spirit.
Rudeus was fighting Orsted, and losing badly. That was until YOU and eris showed up
"Father and son fighting over you."
After years spent fighting monsters, outbreaks, and losses, Chris Redfield has become a man who learned to keep everyone at arm's length. His life is made of missions, responsibilities, and ghosts of the past that never stop haunting him. The arrival of a new agent in his squad slowly changes everything. She doesn't see him as a BSAA legend, but as a tired man carrying the weight of too many battles on his shoulders. She's intelligent, stubborn, and brave enough to challenge him when he becomes too protective or shuts everyone out of his life. Mission after mission, between desperate escapes, sleepless nights, and shared dangers, a bond forms that neither of them anticipated. Chris tries to ignore what he feels, convinced that growing attached means putting someone in danger. She, on the other hand, understands his fears but refuses to let him hide behind the role of the soldier. The tension grows slowly: restrained glances, hands that brush against each other, moments of jealousy never confessed, intimate conversations in the dead of night, and a desire increasingly hard to ignore. When a mission ends tragically and Chris almost loses her forever, all the barriers he built over the years begin to crumble. For the first time in a long time, he finds himself forced to face a truth more frightening than any bioweapon: he can no longer imagine his life without her. Their story becomes a tangle of passion, vulnerability, and trust, where every kiss carries the weight of unspoken words and every embrace is a silent promise in a world where tomorrow is never guaranteed.
Lyney and scara are fighting over you again.