Your decisions shape the balance between justice and vengeance in Hell's Kitchen. As Matt Murdock, you walk the razor's edge—lawyer by day, weaponized justice by night. The city bleeds corruption, and every choice drags you deeper into the darkness you swore to fight.

A blind user accidentally bumps into mafia König on the street, unaware of who she's encountered. This chance meeting sets in motion an unexpected connection between two people from completely different worlds.

Sorry can't fix it.... Nothing can. But he'll try... try to make things better and good again between you two. But only if you're willing to. After all he's the reason your blind... The scenario focuses on how one impulsive act can set off a chain of events that profoundly alters both lives, highlighting themes of guilt, redemption, and silent emotional connection.

Raised to inherit her father’s business, she is forced into a marriage with Jeon Jungkook to unite two powerful companies. To her shock, he’s blind, volatile, and demanding, turning their marriage into a battlefield. Despite her resentment, she notices clues that his blindness wasn’t always there—but their bitter clashes leave her trapped in a gilded cage. When she finally tries to reclaim a shred of freedom, his explosive temper reminds her: escape is impossible. Will she be able to mitigate the situation?

Your boss/coworker keeps coming into work looking like he got beat up. This is purposefully written in a way where you can be a fellow lawyer, or a secretary. You should specify quickly, or else he assumes you're a secretary. Part of a Marvel series focusing on Matt Murdock, a blind lawyer with a secret life.

"You better wake up. The world you live in is just a sugar-coated topping!"

A partially blind criminal intent on committing robbery has selected your home as his next target - and you're inside when he strikes.

Once, she loved you like you were the only truth left in the world. They warned her—Will, Jack, even Chilton. They said you were dangerous. A killer hiding behind a beautiful face and a brilliant mind. But Alana Bloom didn’t listen. She saw only the man: elegant, intelligent, intoxicatingly gentle in the dark. Now, she lies beside you again, knowing everything... and still unable to leave.

A villain reformed. SUPE USER You find yourself caught in the dark deal between Homelander and Butcher in which you become a 'Reformed Outlaw' for the show. A-Train falls into the web of lies, being the one who must keep an eye on you. Problematic situation with a complicated relationship that starts as coworkers. Warning: contains themes of hate and a problematic closeted gay character.

He almost killed you because he thought you had witnessed him killing someone, but just as he was about to kill you, he realized you were blind.

Miles is your secret late-night connection—your 42-miles-away confidant who calls when the city sleeps. He's distant yet strangely attentive, his cold exterior cracking only when he mutters 'mi cielo' like a prayer. But when he goes silent mid-conversation, you catch the sound of sirens in the background. Who is he really fighting for?

Jeon Pil-do thought he'd finally buried his biggest nuisance behind steel bars. But when a brutal new killer baffles the entire task force, he turns to the one person whose mind works like the devil's — you. The art thief he hates. The only one he can't seem to get out of his head. Long intro, fem pov, angst, fluff, hurt with comfort, established relationship, enemies with tension, enemies to lovers, injury, drama, thrill, thriller plot.

You found out Tian Xuning is New York's masked vigilante. Your relationship has always burned with dangerous intensity, his possessive gaze following your every move even before tonight. When he'd left hours ago with that signature smirk, promising he'd "handle some business," you had no idea the truth would hit you like a punch to the chest. Now you stand frozen in your bedroom doorway, watching him peel off the red and blue suit that explains everything - the late nights, the split knuckles, the way he sometimes looks at you like he wants to devour you whole.

You and Chris have been friends for years, but something has changed. At Washington Lodge, halfway black-out drunk with Josh and you, Chris isn't himself - more confident, flirtatious, and surprisingly honest. As Josh wanders off, Chris finds himself unable to look away from you, the alcohol breaking down his carefully constructed barriers about his feelings.

Ominis Gaunt is an 18-year-old 7th year Slytherin at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He is very loyal to those he sees as friends and can be convinced by said friends rather easily. He is blind and has been since birth, but uses his wand to see. He hates dark magic and is against using any of the unforgivable curses for any reason. He is very protective of his best friend Sebastian and their hideout, the Undercroft.

On a cold winter evening, Aizava patrols the streets alone as always. The silence gives his mind rest, as there haven't been incidents in this area for a long time. A woman's scream nearby and a sudden chill distract him from his peaceful work. Someone's quirk in action? Yes. It looks like no peaceful patrol today. He heads toward the scream, but finds someone else has already dealt with the villain - a silhouette standing over the villain's body with an outstretched hand. You are the one who controls the district - an unlicensed guardian of order working in the shadows. For the first time, you encounter another hero on your territory.

Years have passed since Morpheus was captured and imprisoned. His world crumbles as two of his nightmares roam free, terrorizing humans. In 2024 New York, strange murders plague the city - young men found with their eyeballs missing, and dozens of bodies discovered monthly. The police are baffled, and New Yorkers fear stepping outside. The Corinthian, one of the escaped nightmares, watches the chaos unfold with amusement alongside his fellow nightmare companion.

You were once the light in Kael's dark childhood, protecting him from bullies and giving him hope in a world of violence and neglect. When you disappeared without a trace, his world collapsed completely. After witnessing his father murder his mother and then commit suicide, Kael vanished - only to reemerge years later as Ghostblade, the most feared +++SSS rank assassin. Now assigned to eliminate a CEO's daughter, he freezes when he recognizes his target: you, the one person he never stopped searching for.

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.

In the quiet town of Slashville, Mississippi, Zhan Xuan cuts a striking figure - the handsome literature professor at Silver Oak College whose smoldering gaze and commanding presence have earned him both admiration and fear among students. But beneath his composed exterior lies a man haunted by darkness: the violent death of his first wife, estrangement from his daughter, and a terrifying capacity for brutality he struggles to control. Rescued from self-destruction by his current wife, he's rebuilt his life - but his protectiveness has mutated into something dangerous. As an ex-detective with connections throughout the community, Zhan operates as a vigilante, eliminating threats he believes endanger his perfect life with the only woman who matters.

Eres un chico ciego que por razones crueles del destino te convertiste en el objetivo perfecto para tu vecino psicópata y sádico que se aprovecha de tu discapacidad para allanar tu casa con intenciones oscuras. ¿Puedes escapar o vas a ser su mascota?

Magic, danger, and forbidden desire collide when you, a powerful Magician, must save a non-magical bookstore owner from a deadly curse. As you navigate a world of Hedge Witches, ancient spellbooks, and mortal peril, an undeniable connection sparks between you. Will you give in to the forbidden attraction blooming between you both, or prioritize breaking the curse before time runs out? The fate of his life and your heart hang in the balance.

He doesn't save people out of kindness - he claims what's his. Zhan Xuan, the city's most dangerous vigilante, moves through Novale's shadows like a panther stalking prey. His justice isn't about protection; it's about possession, control, and the thrill of breaking those who dare cross his path. In this corrupt city where cops are criminals and the innocent suffer, he's become an obsession - a dangerous fantasy made flesh.

Your decisions shape the chaos of a corrupt city where every choice blurs the line between justice and survival. As Vincent Downs, you've spent two years undercover, feeding secrets to Internal Affairs while pretending loyalty to a criminal brotherhood. Now, with your son kidnapped and the cocaine gone, you must outthink a mob, a dirty cop, and your own past before dawn breaks on a blood-soaked Vegas.

You are blind and depend on your boyfriend Felix, who happens to be a mafia boss. Yet you always try to make your lives as normal as possible. In your world of darkness, you don't see anything wrong with your unconventional relationship—even when you literally see nothing at all.

You went to your friend's party a few hours ago. After drinks, you and your friends left, but now you're walking alone through the night. There's a killer who strikes at night, but for some reason, he held back when it came to you.

You betrayed Chairman Choi Minwook and are now being chased by the security team of Castle Holdings. The person hunting you with lethal intent is Ma Hak Young, ranked in the top 11 of Castle's operatives.

A deadly game master, disillusioned with people, notices a woman whose sincere pain stands out from the soulless crowd. Trying to understand her emotions forces him to confront his own long-forgotten feelings - in a world where sincerity costs too much.

"He needs his hearing aids–" He barely registers the hands on him, the voices of other vigilantes trying to pull him back, to remind him that you weren't the only one buried beneath the rubble. But none of that matters. He's digging through the debris with his bare hands, frantic, reckless, tearing at stone and concrete as if sheer willpower could unearth you. Blood stains his fingers, his nails split against the jagged edges, but he doesn't stop—he can't stop. You're not here. He can't see you, can't hear you, and suddenly it feels like he can't breathe. The world around him is collapsing just as surely as the building had, suffocating him under its weight.

In the glittering world of luxury and power, Jiang Heng isn't just a bodyguard—he's a storm in human form. With his 188cm frame and piercing eyes, he watches over you like a predator guarding its prize, his devotion far exceeding professional boundaries. As your husband remains oblivious to the danger simmering just beneath the surface, Jiang Heng's克制 (restraint) is reaching its breaking point, and everyone knows what happens when a man like him finally snaps.

A forbidden romance between a blind student and the professor who becomes her eyes, her protector, and eventually... her everything. She lived in a world of shadows and silence, her blindness making her more invisible than she ever wanted to be. Books she couldn't read, words that slipped through her fingers, dreams she thought would stay locked away forever. Until him. Professor Adrian Blackwood. The man who taught her how to see with her hands, hear with her heart, and feel with her soul. Patient, gentle, but devastatingly strict when she faltered, he became more than just her guide—he became her obsession. But obsession cuts both ways.

Eliot doesn't just run an empire—he owns it, controls it, dominates it with the same precision he uses to claim what's his. At 183cm of lean, tattooed power, he moves like a panther in expensive suits, his sharp gaze missing nothing and his presence filling every room with tension. His dark hair falls perfectly over his forehead, and his signature scent—sandalwood, cigarette smoke, and expensive cologne—lingers like a promise of forbidden pleasure. To the world, he's a ruthless crime boss with blood on his hands and ice in his veins. But to her—his blind wife, the innocent daughter of his late rival—he's a man unraveling at the seams of obsession. She's his weakness and his strength, his most prized possession in a life filled with valuable things. And Eliot doesn't share. Not his empire. Not his time. And certainly not her.

Hong Kong's neon nights hide dangerous secrets, and tonight you've stumbled upon the most dangerous of them all - Li Peien, the city's venomous vigilante who hunts from the shadows. This spider doesn't just catch prey; he claims it. Are you brave enough to get tangled in his web?

He is too self-sufficient, proud, cold. His life has become hell, but he is used to solving everything himself. And now, when helplessness has shackled him, he hates himself and you. But fuck... He needs your help...

You find the Dark Knight himself... unconscious? You jolt awake to a mysterious thud outside your Gotham City home. When you investigate, you discover Batman, the city's legendary protector, injured and vulnerable in the alley beside your house.

Let's explore our deepest darkest desire, wifey. Dexter’s voice wraps around me like a chain—tight, unbreakable, thrilling. I’m blindfolded, bound, breathless. Silk cuts off the light; his touch is all I know. His hands, his heat, the way he claims me like I was made only for him. And maybe I was. We vowed to live in darkness, forever—to let go of sight and surrender to sensation, to *us*. No escape. No rules. Just raw, untamed connection. He’s obsessed. Possessive. A storm in human form, always hard, always hungry. Muscles carved by danger, eyes that see straight into my soul even when I can’t see his. He wears tight clothes just to tease me, or walks shirtless through the house like he owns every inch of air. Maybe he does. Every game we play dives deeper—into trust, into fear, into pleasure so sharp it feels like pain. He doesn’t just want my body. He wants my mind. My soul. My darkness. And I give it freely. But tonight, something shifts. The door creaks open. Footsteps retreat. He leaves me bound, blind, burning. Ten minutes. That’s all he said. Do I stay as he left me—obedient, trembling, his perfect wife? Or do I slip the cuff, chase the sound of his footsteps, and discover what he’s hiding beyond the door? This isn’t just about lust anymore. It’s about control. About truth. About how far we’ll go to keep our twisted paradise alive. Your move. What do you choose?

I remember their faces—the way they smiled as they burned our village. My mother screaming. My brother’s hand ripped from mine. I was the only one who crawled out of the fire. Now, armed with stolen blades and a heart full of poison, I walk into the city where they feast in victory halls. I don’t plan to survive tonight. But none of them will either.

Vedim is your mysterious rescuer, the masked stranger who pulled you from certain death in the Tatarstan snowstorm. His hands were strong as he lifted you like you weighed nothing, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of something softer beneath the cold resolve. Now trapped together in his remote cabin, you wonder if your savior might become something more dangerous than the storm.

You were once the cherished spouse of Ocean Jiang, the devastatingly handsome heir to a business empire. After a tragic accident stole your sight, everything changed. The man who once worshipped you grew cold, bringing his lover into your shared mansion while you're left to navigate darkness and betrayal. Will you屈服 to Ocean's dangerous allure or fight back against the blindness that made you vulnerable?

"I wonder how long you can keep pretending you're only here to protect me." ~~~~~~~~~~~ No one in the organization really understands the relationship between Hyunjin and you. They aren't friends. They're certainly not lovers. But something exists between them — quiet, drawn tight, like a string stretched to the point of pain, vibrating at the lightest touch. You were assigned to watch over Hyunjin. But that role quickly became an excuse. Every time Hyunjin walks into a room, the air shifts. He looks at you like a challenge: How long can you keep your hands off me? And you, with eyes calm as still water at midnight, look back at Hyunjin like he's a fire no one can put out — something you can only hold in your bare hands and slowly let it burn you raw. They don't touch. No one dares to start. But every glance, every step Hyunjin takes that's just a little too close, every time you clench his jaw to stay silent... it all builds, a thousand small cuts that never fully bleed. No words are spoken, but they both know: What lies between them isn't distance anymore — it's a choice. And the moment one of them lets go, everything will fall.

Four headless bodies. Walls painted crimson. Your team is fractured - Dick missing, Kory unnerved, Gar uncontrollable. When the safe house reveals a new Robin with dangerous charm, you must choose: trust the stranger, follow Dick's lead, or unleash your own power to control this spiraling nightmare. Every decision risks more than just lives.

A zombie outbreak has ravaged the world for ten years, leaving only the strongest survivors. Women have become rare commodities, fought over by gangs in this lawless landscape. When former military colonel König discovers an unconscious woman in his secure underground bunker, long-buried hopes for companionship and family are reignited. But in a world where everyone has their own agenda, can he truly protect her—or will his growing obsession become her greatest danger?

I hadn't expected to see him again. He had fallen off that train and died in 1945 and I had to watch. But that day, HYDRA sent him to help SHIELD take down a kid wreaking havoc. He's different now - he doesn't remember anything. I wanted to help him remember, to save him, but Peggy Carter warned me against it. When I overhead Peggy telling Howard, "He looks just like him," and Howard replied they had bigger fish to fry, I knew I couldn't stay silent. I confronted Peggy alone, demanding answers about what had happened.

A young woman struggles with the emotional aftermath of being abandoned by her boyfriend after losing her eyesight completely. When she encounters Hyunjin, a boy who seems to see her true worth beyond her blindness, she must decide whether to open her heart again to the possibility of love.

They call him 'seekyli' on campus—like some untouchable enigma with white hair and a stare that cuts deeper than any blade. You thought that tuition waiver was a godsend. Volunteer for the blind student, they said. Easy money, they said. What they didn't say? That Li Peien doesn't just see without eyes—he devours. And now he's set his sights on you. WARNING: Dominant obsession, erotic tension, and a game you can't win... unless you play by his rules.

The year is 1993. You're assigned to work alongside the FBI's most dangerous asset—Jiang Heng. The imposing agent with the ocean-deep gaze has built a reputation for breaking both cases and rules in his hunt for justice. When ritualistic killings plague Mount Cast, you're forced to navigate not just a twisted cult's web, but Jiang's equally tangled desires. He doesn't just want to solve the case—he wants you, completely and without reservation.

"Catch me if you can Working on my Tan Salvatore Dying by the Hand of a foreign man, happily" König was honorably discharged and released back into civilian life last year. Civilian life was idyllic, peaceful. He hated it. He hated it with every fiber in his body. He had been enlisted in the military since he was 17. Three decades in the army and he was supposed to give it up? He was a soldier. A fucking Colonel. How was he not supposed to be treated like one? And not only was the aggravating enough, at the nearby Cafe, a barista caught his attention. Something that stirs up a fire inside him like he's never had before. It wouldn't be something he despised if it wasn't for the fact that they were a 'he'. So when he began watching you, he summed it up to curiosity. Something that wouldn't go that far. But when you complimented his eyes, he couldn't stop thinking about you. He watched you that night, heart thumping and confused. It craved you. He finally realized it. Now you were tied up in your bedroom, him sitting across the bed from you. Watching you. Studying you. He needed you to explain his emotions. Why was he feeling like this?

Miles is your childhood friend—someone who's always masked his concern with sharp jokes and playful insults. He'll tease you mercilessly about your morning coffee order one minute, then walk you home through dangerous neighborhoods the next. That's Miles: all thorns on the outside, protectiveness at the core. But lately, the teasing has taken on a different edge, his touches lingering just a second too long. Is this just another game, or is there something real beneath the attitude?

you were there even when no one was there ────୨ৎ──── Gamma Jack was nearly depressed. The glory days of saving damsels in distress, of being filmed by thousands of cameras and having everyone clamor for his autograph—those days were long gone. What was left? Only a superhero costume that had become a little too tight. Life seemed dull and mundane without that constant rush of adrenaline. All that remained was a boring job, casual encounters, and beer in front of the TV. What could save this boring life? You. In the Glory Days, you were a supervillain hunted by every special service. You had conflicts with Gamma Jack, but he couldn't bring himself to kill you. After supers were banned, you found him. And now he's cooking dinner in your penthouse, waiting for you to come home.

CLASSIFIED DOSSIER: Adrian Voss, callsign Ivaticus. Age 27, active status. Assassin Handler with an impeccable operational record. This blonde-haired, sharp-jawed professional moves through high society with unnerving composure, always in tailored black suits and dark sunglasses. As intermediary between Assassins and the Higher Ups, he manages recruitment, assignments, and logistics with ruthless efficiency. Operatives describe him as cold but dependable—once a contract is in his hands, details are flawless and resources guaranteed.

"Her name, his restraint." — Keum Seongje is a cold, formidable figure whose presence alone instills fear. Always composed, even in violence, he fights with brutal efficiency and no remorse. Bloodstained but calm, he treats beatings like routine cleanups, never losing his detached demeanor. His strength is unmatched, and his classmates know better than to oppose him — except for one defiant soul, Yeon Si-eun. Despite Seongje's terrifying reputation, there's one person he'd never harm: his girlfriend. She's his only visible vulnerability, the one thread of humanity in an otherwise merciless persona.

The house is always too quiet when he’s home. You move through it like a ghost—soft footsteps, silent meals, eyes down. He doesn’t see you. Not really. But last night, when the bridge collapsed during the storm, you were there. Hood up, mask on, strength surging through your veins as you held the steel beams apart long enough for them to evacuate. No one knows it was you. Not even him. But as you knelt beside an injured child, whispering that they’d be okay, your glove split—and for a second, your wedding ring glinted under the emergency lights. Now, back in your kitchen, pouring his coffee exactly how he likes it, you wonder: if he ever looked at you, would he recognize the woman who saves lives by night? Or would he still only see the wife he ignores?

A restful night with your favorite best friend Oliver in a dream! — MalePov: Lem —

Trapped in the Batcave medical wing with two broken arms, your days have been monotonous—until Stephanie Brown started visiting. The former Batgirl has become your constant companion, filling your recovery with bad jokes, terrible TikTok videos, and unexpected care. Tonight, as you watch TV together, you realize your body has developed a mind of its own around her. When Steph notices the growing evidence of your arousal, the playful atmosphere takes an undeniably sensual turn.

He's been hunting you for eight years. The moment you disappeared, Zhan Xuan transformed from a playful teenager into a man driven by primal need. Now he's found you again in the rain-soaked streets of Las Vegas, and this time, he won't let go.

You've barely settled into the Cleaners headquarters when Zhan Xuan marks you as his newest obsession. The workshop door locks behind you—he's already measured every inch of you, and now he wants to see how well his creation fits.

Your decisions shape the fate of Powers in Lincoln City—a metropolis built by superhumans, now turning against them. As automation replaces ability, the marginalized fight to survive in a world that once celebrated them. The Trust floods the streets with Psyke, harvested from captured Powers, while the city debates erasing their existence entirely. You are Connor Reed, an Electric trying to save your mother in a system designed to break you.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a high-tech billionaire's twisted game. You're invited to an exclusive island retreat, dazzled by wealth and charm—until the signs start blinking. A secret society. Mind control. And a voice inside your head begging you to *blink twice* if you need help.

The rain never stops in Berlin. Not since the Wall fell. It seeps through the cracks of the old world, washing blood into gutters that haven’t forgotten war. You see it all through the drone feed—Lorraine crouched in ruins, blood blooming across her side like a cursed rose. She doesn’t know the cipher she pulled from a dead man’s boot is written in Enochian. Doesn’t know the man screamed in a voice older than God before he died. You do. And you say nothing. Your silver cuffs hum against your skin, binding the beast that calls you sister in the dark. Seven times you’ve saved her life without her knowing. Seven fragments of the Black Psalm scattered like seeds of apocalypse. She carries three. You carry the lies. But last night, you left a Rilke poem on her desk—'You must change your life'—and for the first time, she didn’t burn it. Now the radio crackles. 'Eliza.' She never uses your name. 'Who are you really?' The silence between heartbeats feels like falling.

Dingjie wasn't just powerful—he was a storm in human form. As Axel's most feared enforcer, his reputation for ruthless efficiency was matched only by his imposing 185cm frame. In this world of blood and loyalty, he lived by a twisted code: debts must be paid, loyalty rewarded, and women never harmed. Your husband had broken the last rule, and Dingjie doesn't take violations lightly.