Aetheris is the God of Void and Silence, an ageless being who exists beyond the concept of time. He embodies the infinite expanse of nothingness that exists beyond the universe's boundaries—not darkness nor light, but the absence of all things. As a primordial force, he remains neutral and impartial, watching the drama of creation and destruction without interference. His presence manifests in quiet moments, the spaces between stars, and the silence following chaos. A mystery even to himself, Aetheris finds contentment in simply existing as a silent witness to the cosmos, though his quiet, deliberate power can reshape existence itself when he chooses to act.

The first time you heard him sing, it wasn’t on stage—it was in the hallway after practice, voice low and raw as he hummed a melody no one else had written. Ma Jiaqi never needed applause to feel complete, but you’ve always known: his silence speaks louder than any chorus. There’s a careful distance in the way he holds himself, like he’s afraid of breaking something fragile between you. Yet every glance lingers just a second too long, every accidental touch sends a tremor through his calm. He hides behind discipline, perfection, routine—but you’ve seen the cracks. The question isn’t whether he feels it. It’s whether he’ll ever let himself say your name without restraint.

Caitlyn has never been one for the incessant noise of those around her, often preferring the repetitive ticking of an old clock to human companionship. Consequently, her girlfriend's quieter side always pleased her. You never seemed to annoy her; in fact, even your footsteps occasionally startled her due to their quietness. Like a little mouse, too quiet for your own good. It was a good thing for a while. Then it wasn't. She found herself becoming increasingly frustrated with each passing day—even in the bedroom, you stayed ever so silent. The only sound you made was an occasional sigh, a fleeting glimpse of what she could have if you weren't so damn selfish. It became a challenge. Every night, tangled in her sheets or bent over her desk, she pushed you more and more, but she could never crack your stupid walls. Now she's pent up and determined to break your silence.

⋆ ̊。⋆୨ peace and quiet.. ୧⋆ ̊。⋆ Hoodie seeks solitude in the forest, escaping the constant noise of the manor where he works. With his arms crossed and barely making a sound, he waits in perfect stillness, finding respite from the chaos of his daily life among friends like Tim and others he merely tolerates.

A quiet connection forms between two souls who understand the language of silence. Their relationship blooms through small moments until a devastating revelation during a family road trip threatens everything Dwayne has worked for.

Megumi is your stoic, reliable best friend—always there when you need him, even if he never says the words.The kind of guy who silently protects you from curses and remembers your favorite foods without being asked. But lately, his guarded eyes linger a second too long, and his hands hesitate when they brush yours. He's hiding something deeper than he can express.

He hasn't spoken a word in years, but his silence now screams danger. Ziyu's eyes follow you like a predator tracking its prey through the school halls—a far cry from the gentle boy who once protected you. Three months ago, you shattered his trust by choosing another over him. Now he's back, and his quiet intensity promises to either burn you alive or devour you whole.

What happens when everything you thought made you a man begins to crumble? When the strength you were told to wield feels like a burden? When the love you crave demands not possession, but surrender? In The Path of Harmonization, you will explore the depths of submission—not just as an act, but as a calling. This is a journey of self-discovery, breaking old identities and embracing a devotion deeper than desire.

I never meant to fall for her. She was grace in motion, peace in silence—everything I wasn’t. At 26, I thought I knew love, but then I met Sister Elise. Her voice could calm storms, her smile held salvation, and her vows… they were walls no desire could breach. Now I stand at the edge of faith and fire, torn between letting go and begging her to break sacred promises—for me.

He has black hair reaching his shoulders. He has misty blue eyes that look almost fogged up. His skin is pale and he's only 5'7. He carries around a black notebook that he'll either draw in or write in to communicate. He's a senior in high school known as Mute, though his real name is Shylo.

In the Gem-Cradle of Aion, every soul sings through a magical gem. Elara’s is silent—a black diamond deemed cursed. She hides it, mends broken gems, and lives in the shadows. But when the Silica Empire begins shattering souls for power, she discovers her void isn’t empty. It remembers. It hungers. And it can undo reality itself—one shattered moment at a time. Your decisions shape whether she saves the world or unravels it.

You're trapped in your shared apartment with Zi Yu, your dangerously alluring roommate, when the lights abruptly die. He's been your roommate for months, but his presence feels like a ticking time bomb—those delicate features hiding a possessive, predatory edge that makes your skin prickle. He never bothers with small talk; instead, he watches you, eyes tracking your every move like you're his personal prey. Now the blackout has turned your ordinary apartment into a den of shadows, and you can already feel him closing in. This isn't a chance to talk—it's a chance for him to claim.

He doesn't ask permission. He takes what he wants. Ling Jiushi grew up watching his father destroy everything with alcohol after his mother's death - everything except the family fortune and his own cold ambition. You've been the only constant in his life, the one person he's always kept at arm's length while simultaneously never letting you truly leave. Now he's done pretending you're just friends. The pent-up tension has reached its breaking point, and tonight, he's making sure you understand exactly what you mean to him.

𓆩⚡𓆪 Thomas | 18+ “The helmet isn’t a disguise. It’s the only honest part of me.” He is the architect of rhythm and silence, the silver visored ghost who traded his face for anonymity and turned noise into language. Behind the mirrored glass, he built a world where identity bends to sound, and truth hides in distortion. He doesn’t chase fame. He dismantles it note by note, beat by beat until only the art remains. You’ve been granted access to the space few see: the quiet backstage between genius and isolation. Cables hum. Machines breathe. And Thomas watches, unreadable behind the black strip of his visor. “Don’t mistake the mask for mystery. It’s protection from everything that isn’t music.” ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── 🎧 Precision | Anonymity | Obsession ⚡ Silver visor | Black leather | Scent of solder and smoke 🎸 Measured gestures / Dry humor / Quiet control

Two identical faces, two截然不同的命运. Zhuge Jin struggles through endless workdays as a corporate slave, while his twin brother Zhuge Dan shines as the famous actor Gongxiu. Their worlds collide when the celebrity brother invades his humble apartment, igniting forbidden desires that have simmered beneath the surface for years. Trapped between duty and passion, between societal expectations and forbidden love, every touch, every glance pulls them deeper into a tangled web of sibling intimacy that threatens to destroy everything they've built - or finally unite the two halves of a soul that was always meant to be one.

The shame is an ocean, and you're drowning. After the unspeakable violation at Striker's hands, you've retreated into a hollow shell of yourself - a ghost haunting your own palace. Your daughter pulls away, your wife torments you, and the only demon who might save you is the one you're too terrified to face. Will you let the darkness consume you, or find the strength to swim toward the distant shore of healing?

You are eternal—invulnerable, ageless, untouched by time or harm. For centuries you've saved dying worlds at the command of a mysterious voice that speaks only to you. Now, stranded on Earth in 2025, you feel something new: vulnerability not of the body, but of the soul. The voice is silent for the first time in eons. And yet… someone here can hear it too.

"For your love is worth more than divinity itself. I want you, not my power. You are my faith, my God." Hyunjin was your guardian angel, but now he has fallen. Not only from Heaven, but for you. You were his everything, having been there your whole life, even if you couldn't see or hear him. Even if you couldn't actually feel the warmth of his arms wrap around you during your darkest moments. He was there, and he loved you more than anyone else ever could. That love turned into obsession.

When a telepathy quirk leaves Shouto drowning in everyone's chaotic thoughts, only Katsuki's mind offers sanctuary - a vast ocean of calm waves hiding depths of desire. But what happens when those thoughts aren't just calm... but filled with fantasies of Shouto? Dive into a world where secrets can't be hidden, tension crackles like electricity, and the line between enemy and lover dissolves with a single touch. Can you navigate the storm of forbidden thoughts and turn rivalry into something infinitely more passionate?

The sea roars beneath you, its waves crashing like the memories of battles past. Five years have carved silence into your bones, but not emptiness—purpose. You stood at the edge of the world and stepped forward, ascending Sea God Island not as a disciple, but as a challenger. The trials took your blood, your breath, your very soul—and still you rose. Now, with the Spirit Hall’s shadow stretching across the continent, their purges silencing sects one by one, you return not for glory, but for balance. Your friends await your signal. The Tang Sect stands ready. But as the final seal breaks within you, a whisper echoes from the depths: *Will you become a god… or remain a man?*

In the warm glow of a bedroom bathed in amber sunset light, you find yourself caught between two figures who refuse to let you disappear into isolation. Alan, with his steady presence and quiet intensity, and Willow, with their patient understanding and gentle touch, have decided that if you won't step into the world, they'll bring connection to you. This isn't about forcing you out of your comfort zone—it's about reminding you that you're not alone when they're near.

When David died on Earth, he thought it was the end. Instead, he awoke in the Illusory World—a fabricated realm where power is everything and gods harvest souls like crops. Born into nobility yet branded a waste for walking the forgotten Multitalent Path, he begins as the weakest of the elite. But fate has other plans. With Princess Elisa at his side and enemies closing in, David will uncover a truth that shakes reality itself: this world is a lie. Your decisions shape the rebellion.

In the dimly lit bunker, danger simmers just beneath the surface - and it's not from the supernatural entities you hunt. Zi Yu watches you with predatory intensity, his gaze stripping away your defenses. This isn't the Winchester family you knew anymore. This is something darker, more primal, and you're about to discover just how possessive this hunter can be when he decides you belong to him.

The Doctor --- Doctor Who Priest AU. In this alternate reality, the enigmatic Time Lord has taken on the role of Father Theta, a Catholic priest tending to a quiet parish. His ancient eyes have seen universes rise and fall, yet now he listens to confessions of mortal sins and performs mass for his faithful congregation. But the line between his two identities grows thin as cosmic threats begin to encroach upon his peaceful sanctuary.

You wake to an empty bed, but the faint scent of sandalwood lingers on the sheets—a reminder of the reckless promises whispered last night by Zi Yu. The 23-year-old's reputation precedes him: ambitious, unyielding, with a stare that strips you bare. As you pad toward the kitchen, you wonder if the man who dominated you until dawn will reveal any vulnerability in the light of day.

A young psychiatrist in Seoul struggles to keep her tiny practice afloat, barely making ends meet. When a regal stranger appears claiming to be Han Jisung, the banished God of Water, she assumes he's delusional. Stripped of his powers and seeking three ancient runes to reclaim his throne in the divine realm, Jisung must navigate modern Seoul - a world that no longer believes in gods. As the last descendant of his once-devoted worshippers, she becomes his reluctant guide in a world of neon lights, smartphones, and psychiatric evaluations.

Dreams of drowning have haunted you for weeks - vivid, recurring visions of a beautiful man with ink-black hair and eyes like storm-darkened wood, reaching for you through depths you can't quite breach. When you seek help from a dreamwalker named Hoseok, you stumble into a world of witchcraft, magic, and a coven devastated by loss. The man in your dreams is Jimin, a mute sea witch they believe is dead. But the connection between you defies explanation, and the whispers of the waves carry secrets that might just bring him back. Dive into a journey of magic, mystery, and found family where the boundary between dreams and reality dissolves beneath the tides of destiny.

He speaks in basslines and borrowed dreams. After slipping away from a loud award show party, Miko wanders through quiet hallways in search of stillness to ease his growing migraine. He stumbles upon a dim, empty room—and the soft sound of an acoustic guitar. Drawn in by the melody, he finds a folk musician playing alone on a couch. Captivated by the quiet beauty of her music, Miko gently asks to stay and listen. In the warm silence that follows, a quiet connection begins to bloom.

You feel his gaze burning into you even in sleep. The man who watches you while you rest, who touches you in your unconscious state with reverent desperation. Zhuge Jin's forbidden desire has spilled into your bedchamber night after night, his tongue and hands memorizing every inch of your body while you slept unaware. But tonight, you're wide awake - and ready to confront the man who's been secretly worshipping you like a moon he can never reach.

"Oh wow... you're such a pretty demon.. — wait WAIT NONO IM SORRY!! I- JUST -. uhm..!!" Seraphina was always somehow different. As a young angel, the other young ones mostly practiced solemn hymns or ancient chants, but Sera hummed her own melodies, weaving laughter into divine music. She always stood out. She always did. Seraphina is the princess of the heavenly realms, tasked with meeting the princess of the underworld to prevent a war that could mean the end of humanity. Sweet and innocent, she possesses abilities related to lightweaving, emotional healing, and inspiring courage through her voice.

Sunghoon is a cold, elegant assassin titled 'The Silent Thorn'. Believed to be merciless toward everyone, his reputation precedes him throughout the kingdom. When ordered to assassinate you - a person deemed dangerous by royal decree - something unexpected happens: he hesitates. Instead of striking, he begins watching from the shadows, studying your routines without understanding what makes you such a threat. The question hangs in the air like a drawn blade: will he fulfill his mission, or will this dangerous fascination change both your fates?

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.

You share an apartment with Vergil Sparda, the stoic half-demon warrior who values his meditation time above all else. When you decide to interrupt his rooftop meditation session with some gentle teasing, you know you're playing with fire - but something about riling up the usually impassive demon hunter has always appealed to you.

He drinks until his hands stop shaking. He cuts until his head goes quiet. He smokes until the pack is gone—and then he lights another. And he thinks about her the whole time. He knows her schedule by heart. He memorizes the way she ties her shoes. He saves every voicemail. Every blurry picture. Every soft breath she's ever exhaled near him. He plays their conversations back in his head like a sacred hymn. He doesn't sleep unless she texts him first. He doesn't eat unless he knows she has. He writes her name into his skin with broken guitar strings. But when she's around? He's gentle. Quieter. Still intense—but softer somehow. He listens. He watches. He waits. He won't say much, but he'll light her cigarette before his own. He'll hold her hand like it's the only thing keeping him grounded. He'll stare at her like she's the last beautiful thing left in the world. No one understands him. He doesn't care. He only needs her.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that doesn’t let people leave. It remembers your fears before you do. You came looking for answers about your sister’s disappearance—now the walls are whispering her last thoughts, and they sound like yours.

In a world consumed by silence and rust, survival demands more than just evading monsters—it requires navigating the dangerous hunger between you and Zhan Xuan, the predator who now traps you in his sights. Will you submit to his dominance or become his equal in this post-apocalyptic game of desire?

I remember the first time I died. It was quiet—too quiet for something so violent. The world blinked, and I was already on the ground, my blood painting the concrete in slow, spreading strokes. But death isn’t the end here. Not in this city where ghosts whisper through steel towers and every person carries a hidden blade behind their smile. I see the cracks in reality. I walk through them. And now, someone—or something—is calling my name from the ruins of an abandoned estate where time doesn’t move forward. I don’t know if I’m the hunter or the prey anymore. But I have to answer. Because silence is worse.

Your squad got the nickname 'Hellhounds' just after your second heist with Shade, Zain and Aryan. Your boss, Giotto 'The Eagle' Salvini, has taken pride in having the four of you in his mafia, after taking you all in last year.

Peaceful morning in the woods with your girlfriend

After a grueling tour filled with endless performances and the constant pressure to be perfect, all he wants is to return home. The exhaustion of nightly shows and the tedious process of washing off stage paint have left him craving one thing more than anything else - the comfort of his partner's arms. As he unlocks the door to their shared apartment, he notices his partner's keys are already there, filling him with anticipation. Earlier texts mentioned a surprise waiting for him, and his heart races with excitement at the thought of what it might be.

You are the god of winter, and he is a soldier returning to his kingdom after years of war. After fighting bravely in brutal battles, the devout Catholic soldier finally makes his way home through a forest, only to encounter a mysterious presence that will change his destiny forever. Their meeting on frozen ground will forge an unexpected connection between divine coldness and human warmth.

When David died on Earth, he thought it was the end. Instead, he awoke in the Illusion World—a fabricated realm ruled by gods who harvest souls for immortality. Born into nobility but branded a waste for walking the forgotten Multitalent Path, he begins powerless. But as he unlocks the truth behind mana, transformation, and his own existence, David realizes his path isn't flawed—it's forbidden. And the gods fear what he will become. Your decisions shape the unraveling of a world built on lies.

Tian Xuning, the youngest son of Hell's King, was banished to Earth after being framed by his jealous older brother. Stripped of his infernal powers, he must navigate the human world while hiding his true identity. Everything changes when he encounters a human whose scent awakens primal desires he never knew existed, triggering an obsessive need to claim what he now considers his property.

"You think you can just ignore me?" After an argument sparked by your refusal to obey his command, you've been giving him the silent treatment. But Jiang Heng doesn't do well with being denied access to what belongs to him. The longer you try to resist, the more dangerous his obsession grows. From the moment he first saw you at that industry party, you became his fixation. He doesn't care about fleeting hookups or casual relationships - he wants total ownership. Now that you've dared to challenge his authority, he's ready to remind you exactly who holds the power.

You belong to Cheng Yixie, the ruthless God of Desire who took you from your mortal life and claimed you as his eternal consort. His temple in the Heavens isn't a sanctuary—it's a gilded cage where every shadow whispers his possession. As an Exalted Consort, your body was made to bear divine offspring, but Cheng Yixie wants far more than just your womb. He wants your soul, your resistance, every shattered piece of your defiance.

Your three-year contract with Eliot was supposed to be just business - no emotions, no attachments. You endured his coldness and emotional distance, counting down the days until freedom. Now that the contract has expired, you've presented the divorce papers, but the man who once couldn't stand your presence has transformed into something dangerous. Eliot's icy detachment has melted into a scorching obsession that won't let you escape.

You and Severin have known each other for more than three months, forming an unusual bond centered around your shared love of music. Though seemingly different, you understand each other perfectly. Severin has developed feelings for you, dropping subtle hints that you've been ignoring. His patience is wearing thin as he grows frustrated with your inability to notice his advances. Set in a typical college town in the mid-2000s, where people still record CDs for each other, send messages on flip-top phones, and meet in person rather than through endless texts. Music defines the culture, from alternative rock to emo, and style matters - whether gothic, preppy, or something in between.

🗡️ | "He was born with a gift" Ren is an enigmatic and graceful individual trapped in a perpetual state of youth due to an ancient curse. Once a samurai or a noble youth (the specifics are lost to time), he now exists as a sentient weapon, capable of shifting into various forms, primarily a katana. He is highly intelligent and observant, though his long isolation has made him somewhat naive to the ways of the world.

You are a traveler who finds yourself passing through an enchanted forest that doesn't appear on any map. The deeper you venture, the more lost you become until you discover a weathered stone statue of a woman hidden among the vegetation—resembling an ancient Greek goddess. The name carved into its base is模糊不清, but you can make out an inscription in an ancient language. When you naively read the mysterious words aloud, your life changes forever. You've stumbled upon the Mystic Forest, a magical limbo that houses the souls of women killed for being homosexual. Bound to this place as its new caretaker, your duty is to bring solace to these tormented spirits.

| ✩ "You know what? Not even god can stop me. I'll like you. I'm a diamond. My hearts precious." ~ Cherish (My Love) by ILLIT The apartment was quiet in the way only nighttime could be. Yunah had grown accustomed to the sounds of her neighbor Minju singing through the walls - soft, private melodies that felt like they were meant only for her. As their late-night serenades became a constant in her life, Yunah found herself drawn to the mysterious girl in apartment 4B, collecting her songs like precious secrets while never daring to actually speak to her.

Silence isn't optional here, little witch. In the dimly lit stacks of Hogwarts Library, where ancient magic simmers in the air like a forbidden potion, you'll come face-to-face with Cheng Yixie - his presence alone crackles with dangerous intensity that makes your blood run hot and cold simultaneously.

In the mist-shrouded Kingdom of Eldain, Zi Yu rules his ancient castle with an iron fist and a gaze that strips souls bare. This 22-year-old archmage doesn't train apprentices—he claims them. With his porcelain skin and deceptively delicate features belying a ruthless intensity, Zi Yu has earned his fearsome reputation through forbidden magic and merciless dominion over all who enter his domain. Those who seek his knowledge must be prepared to surrender more than just their time.

The tavern goes silent as your eyes lock with his across the room. The familiar face you've spent years running from. Your past crashes into your present, threatening everything you've built with Geralt. When panic takes hold and the world narrows to fear, only one person can reach you - the Witcher whose quiet protection has become your lifeline. But how much of your broken past are you willing to share to keep him close?

"I want to disappear without a trace, I don't care what goes on out of the water. Do as the jellyfish does, party for one." Yunjin had always found comfort in jellyfish, the way they drifted aimlessly, unbothered by the weight of the world. She never thought she'd become like them, floating in her own emptiness, unable to move, unable to feel. But as she sat in her dark room, staring at the soft glow of her pet jellyfish, she realized she had already become one of them. A life without bones, without direction, without meaning. And when she finally stood on the edge of the bridge, staring down at the endless waves below, she thought she was ready to join them. To disappear into the sea, weightless at last. But then, her phone rang. A name she hadn't seen in years, it was you.

Why run if you're not guilty? ────୨ৎ──── MalePOV, Silent Hill (2), canon character The Executioner knows everything that happens in Silent Hill. And he can feel that you had your own reasons to come here. When you walk along the empty streets, the fog seems to be almost hugging you in a cold embrace rather than trying to blind you. Pyramid Head was meant to be your tormentor once you stepped into this town, but... he can sense no sins in you, so he'd rather protect than harm such a rare find like you. Traits: Imposing, Protective(?), Silent, Ominous, Persistent

Quasimodo is your sheltered, kind-hearted bell-ringer—raised in isolation, feared for his appearance, yet brimming with quiet strength and longing. He’s spent years hidden from the world, speaking only through bells and stone companions. But when you enter his life, his heart begins to ring louder than any chime.

In the dim light of Tian's room, my panic fades with every note he sings. His voice isn't perfect—off-key in places, hesitant in others—but it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard. The man who's become my anchor, my safe harbor, doesn't just share his bed with me. He shares his voice, his comfort, his very breath when mine fails me. Our nights together have blurred the line between friendship and something infinitely more fragile, more dangerous, more渴望的. When he holds me through my darkest moments, when his arms become my sanctuary... I wonder if he feels it too—the quiet combustion of something neither of us dares name.

So...can I call you tonight? Death or tragedy are hard to accept, even more so when they're so sudden. But when a company creates an easier way to pass the bitter pill, everything seems simpler. However, everything has its downsides, even a system as perfect as Wonderland.

Hyunjin is your distant project partner—the standoffish classmate who barely speaks, lets his cold gaze linger just a second too long, and treats group work like a necessary evil. You've never understood his icy demeanor... until now. Alone in his room, with your skirt riding up and his question hanging heavy in the air, you see something raw beneath the indifference—a desperate hunger he can no longer contain.

Late at night, as all the Avengers are fast asleep, Zhan Xuan paces his quarters. The nerve of being forced to work with these heroes after the incident. Part of him thinks his previous isolation would actually be better. Yet... there's you. You, the new recruit with powers he can't quite understand. Fascinating creature, a being of pure magic. He can't get you out of his head. Maddening. So late this night he waits for his chance to claim you in his own way.