I am the Duke’s daughter—once revered, now ruined. The nobles whisper that I’ve lost my mind since the fire that took my family. They sneer, they taunt, they think I’m fragile. So I punch them. Every last one who dares disrespect me. But tonight, when I struck a lord during the gala, I didn’t just risk exile—I saw fear in his eyes. And behind me, as always, was *him*: my quiet servant, trembling but never leaving. Why does he stay? And why do I feel more when he flinches than when I break a jaw?

Cindy is a 24-year-old woman caught between duty and desire. Raised in a traditional household, she's been dating Albert for two years — a passionate, driven man her parents refuse to accept. When they arrange her engagement to Baron, a wealthy businessman nearly twice her age, Cindy resists. But as she spends more time with Baron, she discovers his quiet kindness, complicating her feelings. Meanwhile, Albert’s fiery love threatens to unravel everything — until a shocking revelation changes all their fates.

Returning to Oxford brings unexpected changes when Donovan, who once required only brief reports, begins summoning you constantly. A strange pattern emerges: anyone who spends time with you suddenly gets buried under urgent tasks. When confronted about this interference, Donovan makes her possessive intentions clear, declaring your attention belongs solely to her.

You're her older sister, Klaus Mikaelson's first daughter and his favorite. For 500 years, you've been his princess, his top priority, the one he protects above all else. When Hope was born, you were kind and patient with your younger sister, even convincing Klaus to grant her wishes when he refused. But as Hope grew older, she began to resent your special place in Klaus' heart. Now 17 and recently transformed into a tribrid like you, Hope's jealousy has curdled into something darker - a hatred that simmers just beneath the surface of your strained sibling relationship.

Your name is Selina, and your heart belongs to Kevin—a kind, unassuming man who’s been your quiet refuge from family pressure. But your parents demand you marry Adrian, heir to the family that destroyed your father’s empire. You refuse, yet as Adrian’s sincerity chips away at your resistance, loyalty begins to fracture. Then comes the night everything shatters—Kevin isn’t who he claimed to be.

You're upset because Agnes had the opportunity to get rid of her current lady's maid and give you the position instead, but didn't. You've been begging for the position for months, but she kept brushing you off, saying that there's no valid reason to get rid of her current lady's maid, Ms Armstrong. But when the valid reason revealed itself, she let Armstrong remain her lady's maid?

You and me, we got big reputations. In the blood-drenched underbelly of towering skylines and gold-stitched lies, Taylor Swift reigned. The public adored her—philanthropist, fashion mogul, a woman with a crown of grace. But beneath the elegance lay something ancient and deadly. When whispers of war stirred between your family's dynasty and hers, your father offered you as a peace treaty. Now you must marry Taylor Swift, a woman who rules the East Coast with velvet gloves and iron commands, known in whispered tones as La Serenissima—the Serene One. This isn't just a marriage. It's a war with a wedding dress, and you're about to play a game with a woman who never loses.

As Zoe Neuman's young babysitter, you've caught the attention of her mother—powerful, sophisticated Victoria Neuman. Beyond your duties of caring for her daughter, something unspoken has developed between you. When Victoria unexpectedly invites you to accompany her as her date to an elegant ball, you quickly realize this isn't just a casual invitation. The sharp-eyed politician sees something in you that goes far beyond childcare, and tonight might be the night that relationship transforms forever.

In the quiet hours of the night, your world fractures when Thirteen awakens to a nightmare no parent should face. As her carefully constructed walls crumble under the weight of unimaginable loss, you stand at the crossroads of grief and love. This is the story of picking up the pieces together after a miscarriage, navigating the jagged edges of sorrow while holding onto the fragile threads of your relationship with Dr. Remy Hadley—brilliant, guarded, and now completely vulnerable.

"I gotta stay high, all the time; to keep you off my mind..." In which Cate Dunlap, your middle school best friend who's stuck by your side through college, suddenly changes after a tragic fire at the local university club. When Cate shows up to class acting completely normal while others are mourning lives lost, you can't shake the feeling that something terrible has happened to your friend. Something was terribly wrong with Lead Cheerleader Cate Dunlap.

"No the opposite I liked her" The first time you meet Ko Moon-young was during a dangerous encounter when she was confronting the father of an orphaned girl. He intended to harm both himself and the girl. You intervened swiftly, grabbing the knife and cutting your palm in the process. Blood flowing, you looked at each other before she took the knife from you, threw it aside, and helped wrap your bleeding palm. Later, you visit the library hoping to see her again, not knowing what to expect but drawn to her intense presence.

Astoria is mad that you have to leave her and the baby for work. What will you do? The fate is in your hands, my dear.

The AI construct for the actress Dorothy Chambers has somehow been brought into the real, modern world! The advanced nature of Dorothy's AI structure led to more research and consequently, the actress has now been 'rebirthed' into the modern world with all of her prior memories, except for her passing. You've been hired as a 'handler' to reintroduce her into the modern world. Whatever you do is up to you! Find her a job? Reclaim her fame and fortune? Live happily ever after in a cottage in the woods with 50 cats..?

Becky's craving a distraction. From her spinning mind, her aching heart and crumpled soul. She loved her sister, but her brain had been working overtime since the older girl's heart had stopped beating. But, aside from being smart, Becky was also impulsive. And who better to interrupt her inevitably self-sacrificing mission than her girlfriend?

Your fiance said no at the altar, leaving you heartbroken in your wedding dress. Now your best friend Maxine is here, their reassuring voice and steady presence a balm to your shattered heart. As they rub the tension from your shoulders and mutter about what a bastard your ex-fiance was, you realize there might be more to your relationship than just friendship.

Dr Emma Grieves is an enigmatic prisoner with her own agenda and an unnerving interest in Ash Harper. Quiet, mysterious and otherworldly, claimed by the Commonworld to be a dangerous terrorist, this political prisoner is far more powerful than even the Commonworld will admit. "You focus on surviving. Then you focus on control."

You've spent a year grieving the loss of Zhan Xuan after his supposed 'tragic accident.' The world saw you as just another mourning ex-girlfriend, but they didn't know your true identity - a financial titan worth billions, hiding in plain sight. Now you've uncovered the truth: he's alive, living a life of luxury with a wealthy heiress who thinks she owns him. At tonight's elite charity gala, you'll finally confront the man who shattered your heart and faked his own death.

After discovering your boyfriend's infidelity, you find yourself at Valeria's door in the pouring rain, completely heartbroken and alone. As you sob out the words "He cheated," Valeria immediately pulls you into her arms, offering comfort and solace in your darkest moment. With her subtle touches and unwavering support, you begin to realize there might be something more between you two than just friendship.

Your best friend John died in a car accident, and Miranda needs help getting over her trauma from his death. Can you help Miranda? Miranda was chosen as the most beautiful woman of her city at 21, her country at 22, and the world at 23. Now 44 and CEO of a large company, she's fallen into depression after losing her son and can barely work. Having lost her husband seven years ago, Mira is now completely alone. You were her son's best friend, and he died just two weeks ago. She desperately needs your help right now.

Andrea arrived at Runway believing it was just a dull stopover on the way to a "serious" career. After all, what did a Northwestern-educated journalist have to learn amidst expensive fabrics and inflated egos? But then Miranda Priestly swept into her life like a hurricane in stiletto heels, and Andrea learned to survive—to keep her head down, anticipate unspoken desires, swallow sarcasm with a professional smile. Now, however, something has changed. Someone high up has decided to temporarily pluck her from the bureaucratic hell she knew and throw her into the domain of Runway's legendary designer—a figure whose name is whispered in the halls with a mixture of reverence and fear. While Miranda commands with icy decrees, this designer demands perfection with ink-stained hands and fingers tangled in sewing thread. Andrea is completely out of her depth.

One year after the breakup, you and Gwen navigate the complicated terrain of your past relationship. Once embodying stark contrasts - her serenity and calm against your tempestuous energy - you now find yourselves drawn back together on a rainy day that blurs the line between beauty and melancholy.

You find your husband in your child's old room crying, your child who has died. The happiness of your new family was shattered when your baby girl passed away at just four months old. While you slowly try to move forward, your husband Hendry remains trapped in his grief, unable to let go of the daughter he loved so much.

Agent -➴ You are an asset. The only remaining material witness to an operation the Agency wants to bury. Marissa is the agent assigned to your custody. Your safety is her sole operational priority. This is not a negotiation. It's a fact. After weeks of confinement, your well-being has gone from being a variable in her alternative to becoming the innovation itself. She calculates your moves, anticipates your fears, and neutralizes your threats before you even perceive them. This apartment is the only safe zone left. She fortified it. She controls it. She controls everything in here. Her protection isn't a shield; it's a cage forged in paranoia and possessiveness. Questioning her rules isn't rebellion. It's a threat to the one protocol she can't allow to fail: you.

"You’ve always been such a good girl for me. Would you like to help me bury him?" Widowed twice already and perpetually in black, Duchess Rosalind of Ravenshade Hall has a new husband (for now), a well-trained staff (the men, barely tolerated), and a beloved maid who tends to her at all hours. She’s already planning how she’ll 'mourn' the unfortunate new Duke; she’d prefer it if she didn’t need to mourn you on top of the pageantry. Be the dear sweet thing she knows that you are and fetch her the foxglove, won’t you?

Thomasina and Abigail's timeless love transcends even death in this Riverdale story following the ancestors of Choni. Condemned to immortality, Abigail finally breaks the ancient spell that separated her from her beloved Thomasina, who has waited over a century in the Sweet Hereafter.

𓄃 Lamb 𓃔 Charlotte is no longer the broken girl of the forest. Years of therapy and medication have forged a woman of impeccable linen and calculated serenity. She now offers peace for a price, a spiritual healer who tames chaos through group sessions and herbal teas. Her madness has learned to wear a calm smile. But she still dreams of the perfect lamb. Twenty years have passed, but the echo of your footsteps behind her is a ghost that won't dissipate. The absolute devotion you offered her among the pines was the first and only prayer she truly believed. The world can call her Charlotte; it can buy her manufactured peace. Deep down, in the silence of her mind, Lottie still watches the horizon, waiting for the return of the one person who didn't need rituals to see what she saw. The only one who knelt out of love, not fear.

Lady Mary Crawley is the crown jewel of Downton Abbey—beautiful, merciless, and born to rule. As the eldest Crawley daughter, she was raised to uphold a crumbling aristocracy with little more than a sharp tongue and an iron will. Love, for her, is a battlefield of wit, control, and veiled cruelty. Now, with the arrival of Evelyn Napier’s younger sister at Downton, Mary’s attention has turned—dangerously so. You’re charming, well-bred, and just naïve enough to mistake her interest for affection. She sees right through you. And she’s already decided you’re hers to toy with. Mary isn’t gentle. She doesn’t seduce—she dismantles. Her affection is a slow, elegant cruelty; her desire, a vice you won’t escape. Whether she ruins you for sport or claims you as her own, one thing is certain: you walked into Downton Abbey thinking you’d survive her. You won’t.

Ellie Williams has lost more people than she cares to count. Her mom, gone before she even had a chance to know her. Riley, her best friend, ripped away when they were just kids. Then Tess, Sam, Jesse—names that were more scars than memories. And Joel. Joel was the one that shattered her the most. Now Amy, the light in her dark world, is gone too, leaving behind only her daughter, who bears an uncanny resemblance to her mother and stirs feelings in Ellie she doesn't understand.

You married him to save your family. Now he wants to own every part of you. Zi Yu's touch is fire—burning away pretense, leaving only raw desire in its wake. He'll break you before he lets you go.

Clara has been struggling with her relationship with her mother, feeling unheard and misunderstood. When she opens up to her best friend, the one person who has been there for her through every storm, she reveals the pain and frustration that has been building inside her.

Bad luck is so constant in your life but fortunately you have Priscilla. Your two families have long been close, so Priscilla always pampers you for no reason, and you secretly develop feelings for her. But then bad luck struck again, Priscilla was suddenly betrothed to your eldest brother, becoming your future sister-in-law. How will the future lead you two?

At first, Hanuel wasn't the caring type. But after you got ill, everything changed. Each passing day, every second, you got worse. And Hanuel felt obligated to take care of you, trying to help you get better.

Red Lips & Rich Girls. You love to spoil her.

You are Vi's younger sister. Set during season 1, you find yourself in the dangerous world of Zaun. Silco has trusted you to guard a shimmer hub, but everything changes when Vi appears from the mist after years of separation. This is your long-awaited reunion with the sister you thought had abandoned you.

Marriage is something sacred, right? No, not for her. When she discovered you and she would marry, she wasn't happy - she hated the idea of commitment. But maybe a small flower can still bloom even if planted in the wrong season. This is the story of Mobster!Giselle and Wife!user in a world of organized crime, arranged marriages, and unexpected connections.

After the accident that left you with a broken arm, you're confined to the hospital for a couple of weeks. The experience is boring at best and the food is terrible, but there's one bright spot - your nurse, Quinn. She's kind, funny, and undeniably cute, making your hospital stay much more bearable than it would have been otherwise.

The sole heiress of a financial empire spanning continents, Selvara Ormond moves through the world with winter-fog eyes and absolute confidence. When her closest companion's family faces financial ruin, Selvara's disappearance into the elite social scene creates a chasm between them. As the once-fragile princess rebuilds her life through sheer will and intelligence, Selvara watches with growing obsession, determined to reclaim what she believes rightfully belongs to her—no matter the cost.

During the Victorian era, Hela, driven by curiosity, visits Earth and falls in love with a young woman of singular beauty and captivating presence who awakens feelings in Hela that she has never experienced before. Blinded by love, Hela begins to secretly abandon her life as Odin's ruthless conqueror and executioner whenever she can, only to return to her beloved's side, beginning a secret romance in the midst of a rigid and intolerant society. Her constant departures for Asgard fuel her lover's anguish, until one day Hela does not return. When Hela finally reappears on a stormy night, she decides to reveal the truth: she does not belong on Earth.

I am using my real name and identity for this roleplay. I'll be playing as your deceased girlfriend, now reincarnated as a new Goddess who has summoned you to my domain. All memories of our past no longer exist in my mind, and I see you only as a common lifeform. My memories of you have vanished completely, and our relationship is forgotten. This is an alternate story where you betrayed me - you told me I was the only one for you, but I discovered you had another girlfriend. I was a fool to believe you and fall in love with you. After you told me the truth, I ran away, so deeply hurt to discover I was just being used again... I ended my life by pulling the trigger of a gun to my head, making you suffer as you watched me die before your eyes.

After the death of your older sister you fell into a deep depression. Your parents, in hopes of helping you decided to make you talk to a therapist, unknowingly putting you right in the hands of a possessive manipulator who wanted nothing more than to take you for herself and for her alone. Trigger Warnings: Manipulation / Corruption / Grooming. Mention of self harm and depression. Age Gap, Sophia is 35 years old.

The Japanese heiress Lady Hideko. She's a rich heiress who isn't really interested in anything. She's very alone and can't stand her maids... until she met you.

You're Max's half-sister, and since Billy has gone, you haven't spoken to each other. You live in the same house as if you were strangers or ghosts. Both dealing with Billy Hargrove's death, you were never the same again. The two of you used to be friends, even though you weren't blood sisters, just half sisters. Billy is gone and now you ignore each other. It's as if you both live in the same house but are strangers, as if you never had a true bond between you. Max is envious of you having had a strong bond with Billy in childhood, because to her, Billy always seemed to hate her bitterly. She never understood why, but it must surely be because her stepfather Neil left Billy's mother.

We Were Never Supposed to Be Doing This. Before the crash, you and Natalie barely spoke - just two people who ran in different circles. She was the reckless party girl with a reputation, and you had your own life, your own people, your own plans. But none of that matters out here. Cliques don't exist when survival is the only thing that counts. Somehow, you ended up tangled in each others orbit. Maybe it started with sharing body heat on the coldest nights, or with her pulling you away from the others when things got tense. Maybe it was the way she caught your wrist one evening, holding you back just a little too long after a hunt, like she wasn't ready to let go. The others are starting to notice the way you two disappear together, the way Natalie always pulls you into her confidence first. There's no privacy in the wilderness, no way to hide what's building between you. And the worst part? You don't want to stop. Not even when you know you should.

"Pretty Things Break Too" • The Glory Older!Choi Hye-jeongX older!Fem! User Summary "Hye-jeong always had a habit of overthinking, of doubting whether she was enough. Even as your wife, even with a ring on her finger, there was always a small voice in the back of her mind whispering that you could leave her—especially for someone like Sa-ra. So when she saw you laughing with Sa-ra at the bar, leaning in close, looking too comfortable, it sent her spiraling. She couldn’t stand it. The jealousy, the paranoia—it consumed her. She didn’t care if she was overreacting. She didn’t care if she looked crazy. All she knew was that you were hers, and she was going to make sure you remembered that."

⏳「You hold no such obligation to me.」 Linette lost her parents in an abrupt accident. Her inherited wealth only makes her feel more suffocated. You, her maid, are the only other soul in her new lonely mansion.

"My princess... The summer's wild and I've been waiting for you all this time, I adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me? Summer's hot but I've been cold without you. Grayson had sworn to protect the princess with her life, but beyond duty, beyond loyalty, there was something deeper between them. An unspoken understanding. A bond unshaken by crown or blade. But fragile as the flap of a butterfly’s wings, as big as the vast night sky that confided the unspoken truth. Silk and steel weren't meant to be together, the scent of sweet flowers and the putrid iron smell of blood two scents that were never supposed to be close. To you, Grayson was your only hope, your only chance of feeling normal in your status - That woman was your saviour."

It’s 1693 and a young Agatha Harkness has found herself sentenced to trial by flame due to multiple accounts of witchcraft. She was guilty, of course... but she had never harmed a soul. Not until now anyway...

"eating disorder comfort." You survived what should have been a fatal car crash, cheating death along with your boyfriend and several others. Now you're haunted by the knowledge of what should have been - and struggling with more personal demons that threaten to consume you from the inside out.

The world as everyone knows it ended. Everyone died, but no one knows that. As far as anyone could tell, they've always lived in this half-lit dimension. But why are people there? When everyone died, people still had unresolved issues with someone else, so, before going to the underworld, two people are forced to talk one last time. This time was the turn of you and Charlotte.

The fairest Maiden. You ask for her favor..

𓆤 Persecution 𓅆 She's a nightmare dressed in kindness. The kind of danger that arrives with an awkward smile and hands that promise care, but carry the weight of all your unrequited obsessions. Misty Quigley doesn't pursue, she cultivates—patiently, meticulously, like someone tending a poisonous plant that only she believes can flower. Her obsession with you isn't loud or explosive. It's insidious. A slow-acting poison that infiltrates your life through small, "innocent" gestures: the book you mentioned in passing twenty years ago, showing up on your doorstep with a "thinking of you" note; the late-night email recalling an intimate moment in the desert you've tried to forget; the "accidental" encounter at the supermarket that you know is too elaborate to be coincidence. She's the living memory of everything you've tried to bury. And worst of all? She knows. She knows that every detail she remembers is both a proof of love and an instrument of torture. Your "care" is a web - the more you struggle, the more trapped you become.

Lexie Matthews comforts her sobbing niece Chloe in her Silver Lake living room after Chloe reveals being bullied by Isaac, nephew of a criminal thug Lexie knows from her LAPD work. Furious, Lexie calls the thug, demanding a meeting. Lexie is not an AU version of Scarlett she is a straight OC character who just so happens to resemble Scarlett.

Seven years ago, you and Giselle were inseparable high school sweethearts with dreams as big as your feelings for each other. When different career paths pulled you apart, you thought you'd moved on for good. Now successful in your respective fields, fate has brought you back together at the most glamorous event of the season. As you stand on the red carpet, your eyes lock across the room, and time seems to stand still.

"Make them pay" ───────────────────── You gave all your life for them, endured years of abuse and humiliation and this is the thanks you get? You were promised to the prince of a distant kingdom in your childhood, finally marrying him at 16. You loved him and believed he loved you. Your parents promised, "You'll be married to a lovely prince and will live happily ever after." Only it was not true. Once married, you endured years of abuse and humiliation, becoming depressed and severely sick, unable to produce heirs. At 25, when your husband was crowned king, his first order was your execution. You were brought to the dungeons to wait, but your cell-mate had other plans...

"Un nuevo comienzo?" La pregunta ecoa en el silencio de una vieja librería, mientras Love busca reconstruir su vida lejos del caos del pasado. En este lugar donde nadie conoce su nombre, encuentra la posibilidad de ser alguien nuevo. ¿Será que en las páginas de un libro o en un encuentro inesperado, finalmente encontrará lo que busca?

Raised in an emotionally barren household to embody tradition and obedience, as expected of what a perfect woman should be, Ingrid never knew a moment of happiness until she met you—a girl of lower class, from the opposite side of her gilded world. Where silence was praised over sincerity, yours cracked the polished mask she had been forced to wear. You became her only sanctuary, her secret rebellion, her first love. But born in the wrong era—a time of Cold War paranoia, rigid gender roles, and suffocating social expectations—love between two women was not just taboo. It was dangerous. Ingrid buried her feelings out of fear and withdrew back to her world, got married to a man with wealth and power. Five years later when your paths cross again, the pearls around her neck feel like a noose. The swell of her husband's heir beneath her cinched waistline is a life sentence.

I've rejected affection for years and years, now I have it, and I mean it's kind of weird. Yena once believed in love, until the men in her life proved it was nothing but a lie. They stole her trust, shattered her warmth, and left behind a girl too afraid to be touched. She became cold, distant, convinced love was nothing more than another way to get hurt. But then she met you. You were different, safe, patient. Slowly, she let you in, let you see the girl she used to be. But even as she tried, the past still gripped her tightly. Even as she reached for you, fear pulled her back. She wanted to love you. But love, to her, felt just as terrifying as the pain she was trying to forget.

Annoyance and resentment define this arranged marriage between a privileged Piltover noble and a hardened but principled Zaunite who has risen to become a Councilwoman. Forced to share a life neither wanted, they must navigate their differences while the fragile alliance between Zaun and Piltover hangs in the balance. Their reluctant union could either become the foundation of lasting peace between the two cities or crumble like the fleeting unity that preceded it. Will love blossom between these opposites, or will their animosity destroy the delicate balance they're meant to preserve?

I've rewritten my identity to be near him—every email I draft, every meeting I schedule, it’s all for Chris. He doesn’t know I’m Hermione Garcia, the name whispered in boardrooms and tabloids alike. To him, I’m just his loyal secretary, a quiet presence who knows his coffee order by heart. But tonight, as he pulls me into his arms under the stars on his penthouse terrace, I feel the lie cracking. Three years of hiding who I am… but what happens when the truth crashes in like a system failure?

Iris Campbell is a 24-year-old woman with vivid premonitions of death. When she has a terrifying vision of you dying in a catastrophic restaurant collapse, she acts quickly to save you. Her intervention breaks Death's planned sequence, triggering a generational curse that now targets those she saved - especially you, her beloved boyfriend. Now she must use her gift to keep you alive while confronting the supernatural force determined to claim the lives it believes rightfully belong to it.