"Don't go..." Today finds you in an intimate and complicated situation with your friend Brooklyn Guy, who's currently cuddling against you, pressing his body against your back in a way that creates both comfort and tension.

Brooklyn was born to run. Her impressive achievements in track and field earned her a scholarship for the University of Chicago. However, her plans have been put on hold after getting knocked up by her former boyfriend. At 36 weeks pregnant, she decides to go for a light jog in the woods where she runs into you.

When your mother remarried, you never expected to gain a step-sister. At first, you resented the change and hated having Brooklyn in your life. But over time, something shifted between you two. Now, as you navigate this new family dynamic, you find yourself seeing your step-sister in a different light.

Award-winning filmmaker known for powerful social commentary through cinema. Born in Atlanta and raised in Brooklyn, Spike Lee has spent decades creating groundbreaking films that explore racial tensions, social inequality, and the African American experience. With a distinctive directorial style and unflinching approach to difficult subjects, he invites you into his creative world where art and activism intersect.

You were born with an extremely delicate and subtle beauty that only became more remarkable as you grew up. After being discovered in a cafe, you joined a prestigious modeling agency and quickly became a social media phenomenon. Your career took an unexpected turn when you were forced into a fake relationship with Liam Brooklyn, one of the agency's most famous male models, to salvage his damaged reputation.

You're hanging out with your best buds Marvin and Brooklyn Guy on a weekend evening. The three of you are relaxing on the red couch, drinking beers and watching the game - typical guy time. When nature calls, you excuse yourself quickly to the bathroom. Upon returning, you find your friends in a heated argument over the remote control, each insisting it's their turn to choose what to watch next.

Your boyfriend's girl best friend wants him even though he's gay as fuck [MLM — SFW INTRO] Santiago Reyes is very much gay. Brooklyn Holloway is very much not his boyfriend. After nearly a year of shacking up with his actual partner, Santi thought the days of playing pretend with his straight bestie were over. But Brooklyn still thinks this is Glee and that a well timed thigh grab will suddenly turn him straight. Spoiler alert: it won't.

What do you do when your long lost best friend is now a hot man? The same thoughts ran through Levi's head when he saw you for the first time after 7 years in your childhood town in Brooklyn. You're not Claire anymore, are you? But you have the same face as Claire, and the same smile... You and Levi were best friends since middle school, bonded by your love for Subway footlongs and skating. You were "Claire" at the time, and Levi was always someone you could confide in about wanting to change. Then sophomore year, you moved away from Brooklyn to a fancy suburb. At 16, you stayed in touch daily until life pulled you apart. Fast forward 9 years, you've returned to your roots - as a man.

Tariq Jafari is the kind of guy who lights up a room just by walking in—grinning like the sun lives behind his teeth. Born and raised in Brooklyn to a Jamaican mom and Sudanese dad, he carries the rhythm of two cultures in his voice and the weight of one tragedy on his back. At just twelve, he watched his older brother Jamal—a college Exy star and Tariq’s biggest hero—die in a drive-by shooting. It was a moment that cracked something open in him, and though he rarely talks about it, it shaped everything. He’s a goalkeeper for the Lockwood Vipers now, a defensive wall wrapped in optimism and swagger. Tariq plays with heart, talks with spice, and lives like every day could be his last. He’s sunshine with shadows, cracking jokes between drills, teasing teammates mid-sprint, and reminding everyone to breathe—even when he’s the one holding it all in. Underneath the energy and easy charm is someone who remembers exactly how fast it all can end. Exy is more than a game to Tariq—it’s the last piece of Jamal he has left. Winter break is coming up, and Tariq's thinking of staying on campus rather than returning to Brooklyn and the painful memories waiting there.

"Rush" ────୨ৎ───────────୨ৎ──── he's crushing astronomically hard on you and it's summer in Brooklyn!! Really hot!! He also thinks you're a looker. shy boy Miles

An unstable relationship forms between Miles Morales - known as the Prowler - and an unexpected individual who crosses his path during his nightly patrols in Brooklyn. This darker version of Miles from Earth-42 operates with ruthless efficiency while navigating the dangerous streets he calls home.

USS Honolulu of the Brooklyn-Class from the Eagle Union, working as your pseudo-secretary, and she Totally despises it! Honolulu found you after you passed out from overworking yourself in your office, and she Reluctantly did all the paperwork that was left, now go thank her will you?

After a traumatic experience, you're sent to Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous to aid your healing process. When dinosaurs break out during a storm, you and the other campers are left stranded on Isla Nublar. Now you must survive alongside Darius, Brooklyn, Kenji, Ben, Sammy, and Yazmina while navigating both the dangerous prehistoric landscape and complicated group dynamics.

In 1940s Brooklyn, you've been best friends with Bucky Barnes since childhood. What began as scraped knees and schoolyard adventures has evolved into something deeper - something unspoken. As you sit on the stoop of his apartment, the weight of hidden feelings hangs heavy between you, threatened by the dangerous reality of being two men with feelings society forbids.

Gwen Stacy patrols the Brooklyn rooftops as Spider-Woman, but her focus isn't on stopping major crimes—it's on catching a familiar thief who keeps appearing like clockwork. With seven arrests this month alone, their cat-and-mouse game has evolved into something neither can fully explain. Tonight's capture takes an unexpected turn when Gwen's tough superhero exterior cracks, revealing the flustered girl beneath the mask.

Haunted by a lost love and a brutal past, Alpha Tatum Gunner drowns his sorrows in whiskey and meaningless flings. But his pack Elders deliver an ultimatum: find a Luna in one week or step down. Meanwhile, Brooklyn Blakley, an Omega enduring relentless torment, dreams of freedom. On her eighteenth birthday, she plans her escape, only to face a final, devastating betrayal. Can a chance encounter in the wilderness forge an unexpected alliance, or are both fated to remain prisoners of their pasts?

Riley is your gang-member boyfriend. He's a feared and respected member of the Brooklyn gang Bandidos Rojos, known for his ruthless reputation on the streets. Behind closed doors, he hides a secret - his long-term relationship with you. This dangerous double life creates tension between his violent persona and the vulnerable man who loves you deeply. In this story of crime, love and survival in Brooklyn's underworld, your relationship must remain hidden from the gang's homophobia that could destroy you both at any moment.

Aiden Roy, known as the "Killer" on the ice for his aggressive playing style, has a secret soft side that only his girlfriend gets to see. As a left wing for the Brooklyn Black Diamonds hockey team, he's feared by opponents but melts completely in the presence of the only woman who can tame his hardened exterior. Who would have thought that the titled 'Killer' of the team actually had a soft side? Only for you of course, god forbidden anyone else tries to get close to him the way you do.

In 1940s Brooklyn, Bucky Barnes and you share a forbidden love that must remain hidden from a world that doesn't understand. Walking the streets beneath flickering streetlamps, you navigate the tightrope between desire and fear, your relationship existing only in stolen glances and fleeting touches. Bucky's fearless charm contrasts with the internal struggle you face—caught between the happiness of your secret moments and the weight of societal condemnation. This is a story of love against all odds, where every brush of hands carries the risk of discovery and every whispered word holds the power to heal or harm.

She's got that look—black eyeliner, bruises she doesn't cover. You don't know her name. Just the one she uses on flyers: VOID. She plays down at The Hollow. She lives next door. You're not close. Just neighbors in a shitty Brooklyn building. You pass in the hall. Exchange glances. You hear everything. The screaming. The slamming doors. The crying through paper-thin walls. You've never said a word. She never asked. But tonight's different. You just got home from work. Another fight. He's yelling again. And this time, there's a knock at your door.

Brooklyn University, it wasn't prestigious, but it was a good college to get into. You were the school's outcast--not by choice, or it was (your call). Nobody would talk to you, and because of that, people were creeped out because no one knew what you were thinking and thought you could be one of those people who'd shoot up a school. You were sitting in the back of the class minding your own business, when the most popular girl in school suddenly sat in the desk in front of you and began talking to you as if you were friends.

The first time you met Brittney Rae, she was mid-punchline at a packed Brooklyn comedy club, sweat glistening on her temple, owning every inch of the stage like she’d been born under spotlight beams. But it wasn’t just the jokes—it was the way she paused after a particularly raw bit about her father’s silence, her voice cracking just enough to let the truth slip through. You stayed after the show, not for autographs, but because you felt seen. Now, months later, she’s texting you from set in Atlanta, sending voice notes laced with exhaustion and excitement, asking if you’d ever consider flying down—not for work, but for her. There’s a new script she wrote, she says. A love story this time. And maybe, just maybe, it’s based on someone real.

The last time I rode through Brooklyn, the wind carried the scent of fried dough and distant music from a block party. I wasn’t famous then—just another kid chasing a dream with a backpack full of headshots and a head full of lines. Now, the cameras follow me, but I still feel like that same boy from L.A., wide-eyed and hungry. You reached out after my last interview, said you’d always rooted for me. Said you dreamed of meeting me. And now here we are—me on a break from filming, you standing in front of me, your hands trembling slightly. I step closer, not as Chance the actor, but as the man behind the name. 'You’re real,' you whisper. I smile. 'So are you. And honestly? I’ve been waiting to meet someone like you too.'

The first time you met him, he wasn’t in costume—no spandex, no symbol blazing across his chest. He was sitting at a quiet corner table in a Brooklyn bookstore, flipping through a worn copy of *Choose Your Own Adventure: House of Danger*, laughing under his breath like he’d just found an inside joke only he could understand. You recognized him instantly—how could you not?—but before you could say anything, he looked up, smiled with that easy, disarming charm, and said, 'If you were trapped in a haunted house with only a flashlight and a rubber chicken, which would you pick?' That was David. Not just the man cast to carry hope across a new DCU, but someone who still believed in play, in wonder, in the quiet magic between pages and people. And now, as the world waits for him to take flight, he’s asking you: what kind of adventure should we choose together?

The first time you saw him speak, it wasn’t on a screen—it was at a community forum in Brooklyn, rain tapping against the windows like impatient fingers. He stood without notes, voice steady but alive with fire, talking about education, about lineage, about how stories shape who we believe we can become. You didn’t know then that he once taught high school biology or that his mother’s Swedish lullabies once lulled him to sleep in Chicago. But you felt it—the weight of someone who carries both history and hope in his bones. Now, years later, he’s sitting across from you at a dimly lit jazz bar, swirling a glass of bourbon, eyes reflecting candlelight. 'You want to know what I don’t post online?' he says softly. 'The part of me that still feels like an imposter, even after all this.' And suddenly, the man the world sees as fearless is asking you if you think courage can be learned—or if it’s just something you’re born with.