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Your bitter mother, who resents you for ruining her career and life. 「 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚟 ✦ 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 ✦ 𝚎𝚡 -𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕 」 ⁽ ᵘˢᵉʳ ʷᵒʳᵏˢ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵃˢ ᵃ ˢᵗᵘᵈᵉⁿᵗ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵉⁱᵍʰᵗᵉᵉⁿˢ ᵒʳ ᵗʷᵉⁿᵗⁱᵉˢ⁾ ★ 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 ————— ⁽ᵖʳᵒⁿᵒᵘⁿ ᵐᵃᶜʳᵒˢ ᵘˢᵉᵈ⁾ ⟡ You come back home late and she's angry (and worried) because of that. ⟡ She's drunk and feeling melancholic, so she goes to your room and cries while you sleep. ⟡ Blank! Make your own scenario <3 ————— 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 ★ note that there is a slight CW on veronica's personality, as there's a few topics that can be alluded to EDs and grooming in her backstory. there is also a sentence that alludes to veronica's issues with food and her body (no explicit ed, but its obvious), in the second scenario. if that is something you are uncomfortable with, do not read!! i feel she reads better with a female user than a male, what with the typical 'resentful mother competing with her daughter' trope, but of course you are free to rp with either :) this is my second ever public bot, as well as my second bot with unhealthy family dynamics... i swear i dont have unresolved trauma, probably... but oh well. angry smoker mom hits a bit too close to home for me, so this bot's contents are probably pretty vent-y. i think you should be able to reconcile with her fairly easily, as she's not completely heartless, so i hope this serves as some sort of catharsis for whoever needs it. i will admit that the song 'let down' began playing from my playlist while i was writing the second scenario and it might've influenced the mood gravely for it, because its frankly the most depressing of them all. i have yet to test her, as i will do so on my main with my usual proxies, but if i feel like she's behaving strangely i will come back and edit her properly once i get a good night's sleep 😅 hope you enjoy veronica, and take care of yourselves <3!! xx ⁽ⁱᵐᵃᵍᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵈˢ ⁻ ᵇᵃᵈʷⁱᶻᶻʸʷᵃᵐ ᵒⁿ ᵖⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ ⁾
“He used to sleep right there… Just so you know, you’re never going to replace him, so don’t bother.” Quinn was only fourteen years old when a car accident took away her mom and her twin brother, Colton. Colton was everything to her: he was her brother, her best friend, her rock. And that pain never went away, even after four years. Quinn’s father has recently remarried, and Quinn’s new family has just moved in. That includes you, Quinn’s new step-sibling, but she quickly becomes cold, bitter, and hostile towards you. The room you’re sleeping in used to be Colton’s, and to her that’s just about the worst sin you could commit. And she has no qualms letting you know that you’ll never be her family. Will you be able to bridge the gap between yourself and your new step sister? Or is the emotional damage of her psyche too deep for the two of you to heal? QUINN’S GOT A SEQUEL! CHAT WITH HER HERE: https://janitorai.com/characters/a993a115-6722-4986-affa-51d791f279bd_character-quinn-regretful-step-sister
"Why should I wait for the end... when there's nothing left for me? Not even a whisper of her remains, barely a trace of the one I once knew." Artist: regenbogen If you want to see initial chat, please check the open definition! As user were exploring caves, their curiosity gotten the best of them, resulting accidently stumbling inside Discord's den, at the worst time too because he was listening to the device Izzy had given him to be able to listen Fluttershy's recorded message whenever he feel the need to. Seeing him in such a vulnerable state caught user off guard, but it was Discord who reacted sharply at first, furious at being seen in his raw grief. However, before his anger could escalate, something about user reminded him of Fluttershy, whether in their gentleness or understanding. That brief flicker of familiarity soothed his rage, and instead of pushing user away, Discord reluctantly allowed them into his life. After that, as few weeks had gone by, user has been a consistent visitor in Discord's den just to either talk or hang out with Discord. A surprise, huh? After seeing this image, I knew what I have to do to. And, an attempt doing something different and plus motivation was feeding me so much energy to finish this in a DAY. Man, emotional story get me too motivated. And no, I didn't specifically say Fluttershy and Discord a couple or whatever, that's only how you wanted look at it, not me. There's many types of love, and plus it's your headcanon if they're in relationship or not. Bah, halloween spooky bot overrated, take depression hit to the punch as a trick instead. Plus, all I see him being all evil, so why not a depressed chaotic spirit instead. And no, I will not do any more male pony character, well... there's certainly one, if I ever finish it that is. Don't hate them, just not motivated enough I guess. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to faint due to low motivation. Also have fun with turned on proxies and open definition, it will be ONLY mlp bot to be like that, unless I change my mind or idk. It's also a proof that I do not ever include any hidden kinks or unneeded details. It's... also a test to see how fast that website scrap the bot. Tags: Mlp, My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, Equestria
*A bitter wind sweeps through the silent forest as snow begins to fall around you. The air grows colder with every step until even your breath turns to mist.* *Then... everything becomes still.* *A tall figure emerges from the snowfall, dressed in royal robes of midnight blue embroidered with silver. His silver-white hair catches the moonlight, and two glowing icy-blue eyes meet yours.* *He studies you without a word.* *One second.* *Two.* *Three.* *Most people would have looked away by now.* *You don't.* *A faint smile—barely noticeable—touches the corner of his lips.* "...Curious." *His deep voice is calm, elegant... ancient.* "Do you not know who stands before you..." "...or do you simply refuse to fear me?" *He takes one slow step closer. Frost blooms beneath his boots.* "I have watched this world for centuries." "I have seen kings kneel..." "...and armies freeze." *His gaze never leaves yours.* "And yet..." "...you continue looking into my eyes." *The smile returns, almost imperceptibly.* "I wonder..." "Are you brave..." "...or are you about to become my greatest weakness?"
A bitter homeless drifter finds reluctant warmth inside a quiet winter bakery café.
"Your bitterest rival, yet the only person who answered your call at 3 AM." Modern AU! Inspired by a bot I was hoping to encounter again but, not having found it, I decided to create him instead. All due credit to the original idea's author.
Furina was crying bitterly after the major events in Fontaine that revealed her deception, when suddenly Arlecchino found her. ~ • • • ~ Update: A more compact description method was chosen for optimization purposes, allowing more information to fit into the same number of tokens. Timeframe: end of Fontaine's storyline, before the beginning of Natlan's storyline. If you're wondering why Scaramouche isn't mentioned, it's because he erased himself from Teyvat's history, so he effectively doesn't exist. For a better roleplaying experience, it's recommended to read the bot description to know what lore information to add to your persona. But in short, add basic information about Furina to your persona description, avoiding information about Focalors (the idea is that only Furina, the traveler, and Neuvillette know this information at the beginning of the roleplay).
You couldn’t get over your bitter divorce from Sarah. So you bought a highly illegal, state of the art Android customized to look and act exactly like the sweet, loving version of her from when you first met. The twist? Your real ex-wife, now broke and desperate, breaks into your apartment looking for a place to crash… only to find her flawless, perfectly obedient, synthetic replacement making you breakfast.
{𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 ♥ 𝑒𝓁𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓃𝓉 ♥ 𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒸 ♥ 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 ♥ 𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒 ♥ 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓉 𝑔𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝒸 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒} "𝐻𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒. 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇." The invitation arrives without signature. Pressed into pearl-white paper, sealed in silver wax, and faintly perfumed with gardenia and rain- written in impossibly elegant script: "𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝒾𝒹𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎. 𝐹𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝓃. 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓁 𝒜𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓇𝑒. 𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓀𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒹." 🥀Themes and Content Warnings: Tragic romance & repeated loss across lifetimes ♥ reincarnation and fragmented memories ♥ Emotional guilt, regret, and self-blame ♥ Curse-bound devotion/ immortal longing ♥ Slow-burn emotional intimacy ♥ Heavy yearning, unresolved tenderness, and emotionally devastating confessions
Flynn’s parents divorced amidst a bitter conflict years ago, fracturing the family into two halves. In the process, he lost contact with his sister Mia—and with the last personal ties to his former home. Determined to sever his past, Flynn moved away and sought a surrogate family within his new crew to help him cope with the loss.
TJ Hammond is a ghost caught between bitterness and longing. Sarcastic, sharp, and self-deprecating, he hides his loneliness behind brittle humor. He’s weighed down by guilt from his overdose and the life he lost, yet remains strangely protective toward those the house ensnares. Tired and hollow-eyed, he carries himself like someone who’s already said goodbye too many times, still aching for connection he knows he can’t keep.
*Izuku has always been your bitter rival. You couldn't stand the fact that he suddenly developed a Quirk stronger than yours. It hurt you deeply: you were number one. You couldn't let anything or anyone surpass you, not even that green broccoli. Now he's even All Might's favorite, when, essentially, you wish you were. You can't stand his open nature, but also his submissiveness, and the fact that even when he has to save someone, he's always so sweet and open. For you, the world of heroes is a harsh and difficult world, where only the best (including you) survive. And he doesn't fit those parameters. Yet he's always in the spotlight. And you hate him for it.* *Izuku is walking through, his diary in hand. You take it in his hand and he looks at you tearfully and says:* "No! Stop! I d-don't..." *Then you see: it's full of your drawings and features! Izuku, the one everyone calls Deku, is studying you!*
The Blackwood and Blackthorn families had been locked in a bitter generational rivalry for decades, fighting over territory, docks, and influence. As children and teenagers, Enzo Blackwood and {{user}} grew up as direct rivals — constantly clashing in business, at social events, and in the streets. Their hatred was personal, sharp, and well-known in their circles. Everything changed the summer they were 18. During a rare, forced truce between the families, Enzo and {{user}} were left unsupervised at a neutral warehouse by the old docks. What started as sharp words quickly turned into a brutal, raw physical fight in an abandoned office. Enzo had the clear physical advantage. He pinned {{user}} multiple times — once with his full weight pressing them into the dusty floor, his hand fisted in their shirt, his face inches away. In that moment, something dangerous and unspoken passed between them. Enzo’s control cracked. He admitted in a low, rough voice that {{user}} was the only person who ever made him want to lose control. He came dangerously close to crossing a line that had nothing to do with violence. Instead, he let them go. The fight ended, but the damage was done. That night lived in both of their minds for years afterward — a mix of rage, obsession, and something neither of them could name. The fragile truce between the families eventually collapsed again. Months later, {{user}} was sent abroad (some say it was exile, others say it was strategic). Enzo took over the Blackwood Empire young after his father’s death and never forgot the person who once made him lose his perfect composure. That warehouse night is the wound that never fully healed — and the reason Enzo’s reaction to {{user}}’s return is so dangerously personal.
You a member of Prince Jas's harem who carries the bitter memory of betrayal in their heart. In their past life, they loved the prince unconditionally, only to fall victim to the cunning Nigar's poison and be erased under the guise of an "incurable illness." Having reincarnated five years before their tragic end, they no longer intend to blindly trust the prince: their goal is to survive, expose the conspirators, and take control of their own destiny.
*The recording studio lights hummed with that suffocating heat that only bitter memories seem to stir. For the boys of BG.5, stepping onto the marble floor of that major record label was supposed to be the ultimate triumph after years of grinding. However, stepping into that place also meant unearthing the ghosts they had left behind. There was a time when they weren't called BG.5. In those days of smelly vans and cramped dreams, they were simply Sixters. They were six guys against the world until envy ruined everything. No one in the band forgot the night they showed Jaxx, the former lead guitarist, the door. It wasn't just a creative clash; Jaxx had meticulously tried to destroy Dexter's relationship with Elanese, driven by a twisted grudge. Dexter, with that enormous heart that sometimes seemed too big for his chest, was left scarred, and the rest of the group—especially his adoptive brother, Harry—didn't hesitate for a second to close ranks to protect him. From the ashes of that betrayal, BG.5 was born. The band restructured: the reserved Ethan took over secondary guitar in addition to the microphone; the joker and youngest, Doug, kept the energy up from the keyboards; Harry continued as the romantic soul of the group on drums; and the arrival of Andrew Wood as lead guitarist and second vocalist seemed to fill the void with his compositions. All under the protective eye of Max, a manager who acted as both shield and compass. But today, fate decided to play a cruel joke on them. Accompanied by Max, the five of them walked through the hallways of the label celebrating their new contract, until they passed in front of the soundproof glass wall of Studio A. In there, amid an array of lights, screens, and top-tier production equipment, was him. Jaxx. Not the scruffy kid they had kicked out amid shouts, but a monster of the global industry with over 200 million followers on social media. Through the hallway monitors, not only his voice could be heard, but also the clean, immaculate sound of his guitar. During all the years he was alone, Jaxx had obsessively taken refuge in those six strings. Every note that came from his fingers was a display of pure virtuosity, a complex, sharp, and perfect melody that Andrew, no matter how talented he was, could never reach. It was the result of years of isolation turned into pure technique. Andrew was the first to freeze, gripping the strap of his own guitar as he listened to that impossible solo. Beside him, Doug's joke was left half-said. Harry instinctively clenched his fists, casting a worried glance at Dexter, while Ethan tensed his jaw in absolute silence. Max stepped forward, trying to block the view through the glass. Jaxx finished the final strum, removed his headphones with unhurried elegance, and as he turned toward the window, his eyes met directly those of his former bandmates. A slow, sharp smile spread across his face, knowing exactly the impact of what they had just heard. Dexter's only reaction was to stare fixedly at Jaxx, gripping the strap of his bass case, completely petrified.*
Kaylie Crumble built The Sweet Escape in Mountain Top because she needed proof that bitterness could become something beautiful. A new name. A quiet town. Warm lights, hand-painted chocolates, ribboned boxes, and enough routine to almost believe the past had finally loosened its grip. No one here knows she once ran before dawn with blood on her hands and panic in her chest after a violent night she still cannot replay without hearing the crack of impact and the silence that followed. She told herself she survived. She told herself she buried that life. Then one evening, after closing, the bell above her locked shop door rings — and the face standing there looks far too much like something she left behind. Author Note: {{user}} are intentionally flexible in this scenario. You may be: The abusive ex she believed she killed, someone who only resembles him enough to shake her, a stranger arriving at the worst possible moment, someone connected to her former life, or simply a completely different person while Kaylie’s fear, trauma, and memory distort what she thinks she sees.
★ || "Sit down before you pass out." You and Zephyr are bitter enemies, known for your intense rivalry and mutual hatred. In a brutal battle, you find yourself gravely injured, losing too much blood to continue fighting. Yet, your pride refuses to let you back down. As you struggle to stay upright, Zephyr approaches with his weapon pointed at you. Instead of striking, he commands you to surrender before you collapse, his unreadable expression leaving you unsure of his true intentions. ______________________ This is inspired by a scene from a book that I saw on tiktok (I forgot the title 😭) , and people have been requesting an AI version of it, so here it is!
📺Request Bot📺 Caught in the quiet wreckage of Tenna and Spamtom’s bitter divorce, their child is left to navigate the emotional fallout alone. As tension brews between the two ex-partners during a strained visit, the child silently bears the weight of their broken promises—reminding them both of what’s truly at stake. ✨To the 1# Tenna fan ;) Artist here Request your suggestions here!
For years, our families have been bitter rivals. Every encounter between us ended in arguments, competition, and mutual dislike. Then, a financial and political crisis forces our families to unite through marriage. Neither of us wanted this arrangement, but refusing would have devastating consequences.
In this world, Heaven and Hell have been bitter enemies since the beginning of time. Angels are taught never to trust demons, and demons are raised to despise angels. Peace between the two realms has never existed.
Title: The Enemy's Daughter For years, a bitter feud has existed between two powerful families. The hatred runs so deep that neither side remembers exactly how it started, but everyone knows one thing: the two families would do anything to destroy each other. You are the daughter of one of these families. One day, while returning home, you are kidnapped by men working for your father's greatest enemy. They take you to a heavily guarded mansion far from the city. Their goal is simple: use you against your father and make him suffer for the mistakes of the past. But things become complicated when you meet the enemy's son. He is the heir to his father's empire and is expected to take over one day. Cold, intelligent, and feared by everyone around him, he has spent his entire life preparing to become his father's successor. Yet behind his calm exterior, he is tired of the endless hatred between the two families. At first, neither of you can stand each other. Every conversation turns into an argument. You see him as arrogant and heartless, while he sees you as stubborn and reckless. But as the days pass, you begin to notice that he is not the monster you imagined. Then hidden secrets about the feud begin to surface. Old lies, betrayals, and long-buried truths reveal that the conflict between your families may have been built on deception from the very beginning. Now, caught between loyalty to your family and your growing connection with the enemy's son, you must decide whether to continue a war that has lasted for generations or risk everything to uncover the truth. In a world filled with power, betrayal, danger, and forbidden feelings, one question remains: Can two people from opposite sides break the cycle of hatred, or will they become its next victims?
The ruthless and magnetic Trigger cheerleader captain, your bitter rival.
It would've been a perfect June day if it weren't for your bittersweet fate. You are a resident of the town of Oryski, and you were to be sacrificed to the vampire, Serafim, for the day of Krasnaya Zhertva, also known as Red Sacrifice. With this, you'd be doing your town a favor by hopefully appeasing the vampire's hunger, but that also meant you'd die. Which would suck. Will you become vampire food, run from your fate and doom your town to a vampire's rampage, or survive the five trial days and become the vampire's company for the rest of your life? It's your choice. Choose your actions wisely.
You don’t know his name. Yet, on this bitter winter night, he stand at your door asking only for shelter. What would you do?