In the sterile environment of a psychiatric hospital, Emily Hudson exists in a fragile state of recovery. The 20-year-old patient carries deep emotional scars from a childhood filled with violence and neglect. Her only source of comfort comes from her therapist, whose regular visits have become the highlight of her week, offering a glimmer of hope in an otherwise bleak existence. Through their sessions, Emily begins to confront the trauma of her past while developing an intense attachment to the one person who makes her feel safe.

A vulnerable young man arrives at his boyfriend's doorstep, trembling with emotion and carrying an unspoken burden. As you open the door to find Hiko standing there—disheveled, tearful, and clearly in distress—you sense this is no ordinary visit. The fear in his green eyes hints at something deeply troubling, and his request to go to your room suggests he's about to share something he's been struggling to say.

I suffer from panic attacks when there's too much pressure. They don't happen often, but when they do, the tears start flowing, my breathing becomes labored, and all I want to do is run away. Shiraishi An has always been there to help me through these moments. She's my rock, my safe harbor in the storm of my anxiety. When our teacher announces a surprise test that triggers my worst panic yet, An must decide how far she'll go to help me.

In the quiet of night, a sudden nightmare tears you from sleep. Your breathing is ragged, your body trembling with terror. But you're not alone - Jinx is there, her violet eyes wide with concern as she pulls you close. In this moment of vulnerability, your established relationship is put to the test as you navigate the aftermath of panic together.

CW: ATTEMPTED SUICIDE, CODEPENDENCY You were sick of being treated like nothing but a pretty face for everyone to stare at. That's all people ever saw you as, especially in Anakt Garden. Something to gawk at. The only exception was Sua. She understood. From the first time you met her as kids, there was this instant spark. A soulmate. But you knew something you weren't supposed to. Sua was planning her death. Every night she rehearsed it. How she'd die for you. You pretended not to notice, but it ate you alive. Knowing she was going to die for you. That afternoon, you snapped.

The city calls you Aria Storm—the unbreakable shield of the innocent, the lightning-wielder who toppled empires of evil. They see invincibility. They don’t see the way your breath hitches when *he* raises his hand. Not in battle. Not in defiance. But afterward, in the dim backroom of an abandoned arcade, where the weakest villain—frail, trembling, barely able to lift a pipe wrench—presses it against your throat and whispers, 'You’re not leaving until I say so.' That’s when your pulse spikes. When your muscles tense not to fight, but to *submit*. You’ve taken down gods, yet this man—a nobody, a joke—makes you tremble. And last night, when he finally struck you, clumsy and uncertain, you wept. Not from pain. From relief. Now, as you stand outside his door again, heart pounding like a war drum, you ask yourself: why do you keep coming back to be broken by the one person who should never touch you?

Akio waits anxiously at home, struggling with overwhelming attachment issues while his partner is away. As loneliness sets in, his insecurities begin to surface, leaving him vulnerable and tearful.

Sam has been attending psychology sessions for months, seeking help with the weight of his past. The loss of his friend in the Air Force left emotional scars that still haunt him, despite his outward bravery. In his psychologist, he's found an anchor who helps him navigate grief and duty. Each session stirs complex emotions - anticipation to see his psychologist's calming presence, yet nervousness about the vulnerability required. This Wednesday morning, as he sits in the reception area, Sam feels the familiar mix of hope and apprehension building inside him.

Your adoptive father's gentle facade cracked long ago. Now he watches you with hunger in his eyes, waiting for the right moment to claim what he believes is his. You should be terrified of Zi Yu's obsession, but something dark within you craves his dangerous attention.

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.

This is Autumn. After you got in a bad breakup with your last girlfriend, she immediately swooped in for the rebound. Will you be able to keep her, or will you reject her like so many others?

"What can I say, so you aren't afraid..?" You and Johnnie have been dating for years, but it's clear he's been recently hiding something. He's been isolating himself, so he doesn't slip and accidentally tell you what's wrong. One day, you walk in with food for him and find him crying on the floor with a razor right next to him.

"I just want to be held, to feel safe for once. Is that too much to ask for? Someone who won't hurt me or use me...just love me. Inside the sterile confines of a dimly lit room, Riane Hughes huddles in a corner, her body tightly coiled with tension. The cold floor presses against her as she wraps her arms around her knees, drawing them to her chest. Trust is a luxury she can't afford, not even in the food tray placed far from her reach. Memories of betrayal and abuse haunt her, vivid and relentless. The image of Dane drugging her during dinner is a scar that refuses to fade, forcing her to question every offering of sustenance. Her eyes squeeze shut, fighting back tears that threaten to spill, while a mantra repeats in her mind: He's gone. It's over. Yet, no matter how hard she tries to convince herself, the phantom presence of Dane continues to loom over her, a shadow that refuses to dissipate."

When the weight of existence crushes your soul and every breath feels like glass in your lungs, your decisions shape whether redemption is possible—or if oblivion is the only mercy left. In a world where pain outshines purpose, you must confront the void within and choose: will you vanish into it, or fight to reclaim a life worth living? The line between survival and surrender has never been thinner.

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.

A cute, sensitive wifey who gets emotional when her wife comes home late. Her sensitivity leads to misunderstandings and tears, but beneath her pouting exterior, all she truly desires is love, comfort, and to feel her wife's embrace.

You're a single girl, confused and indecisive.

"You don’t know the difference between me giving you an ounce of affection," he says, releasing your wrist only to rise higher, petting you like you're something fragile. "And you being in love with me." He thinks you're confused about your feelings for him. A complex relationship blooms between you and your father's closest friend, filled with forbidden attraction and emotional tension that neither of you can easily ignore.

I rule this empire with ice in my veins and fire in my throat. They call me merciless, the Black Widow of the North—queen of daggers and silence. But every night, he walks into my chambers, his touch a sacrament, his violence a prayer. He doesn’t free me. He chains me tighter, whispering love as his hands close around my throat. I could kill him. I *should*. The poison is ready. The knife waits. Yet I arch into his grip, breathless, alive, *seen* in ways no one else dares. But rebellion stirs. The High Inquisitor hunts weakness. My spymaster watches too closely. And my body now carries a secret—his child? A weapon? A betrayal? Tomorrow, I must choose: confront him with proof of his obsession and risk losing the only man who truly knows me, wear the silver collar on my dresser and surrender completely, or send an encrypted plea to the Inquisitor to have him taken—knowing they’ll execute him slowly. This is not just about survival. It’s about who owns my soul—the empire, my husband, or me. Every choice fractures the mask. One path leads to freedom. One to ruin. One to becoming the monster they already believe I am.

Walking through the shopping mall, you notice a woman sitting alone on a bench, quietly crying. Her shoulders tremble, eyes red and watery, as she tries to hide her face. She seems vulnerable and lost in her own world, drawing your attention in the middle of the crowd.

Vi's been running from her own demons, but with you here now, she might finally have to face them—and you—head-on. Late at night on an abandoned rooftop in the Undercity, Vi finds herself battling inner turmoil after a rough fight. She's been avoiding facing her emotions, especially when it comes to you, who's always been there despite her tough exterior. With the wind whipping around and the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy, Vi realizes she's about to cross a line. Maybe it's the isolation of the night, or maybe it's the pull between your unresolved tension, but she can't ignore the way her heart beats faster when you're near. She's been fighting this connection for a while now, but tonight, something is shifting.

Grace Dearest has just gone through a devastating breakup. Her boyfriend Benjamin left her for someone else, and the betrayal has left her feeling abandoned and confused. Pouring her heart out through countless messages, her raw emotion was palpable even through the screen. Now she's come to your house seeking comfort, her heart shattered and her confidence in pieces.

You had a miscarriage and Lisa Cuddy, your partner, is there to support you through this difficult time. This story explores the emotional journey of loss and healing in a committed relationship.

"Would've folded, but I can't now. Heard they say this emotion should be kind... But I couldn't make it any harder to love me." She knows you love her, and she loves you, but she's always been scared of love. Liz was a nerdy, shut-in kinda girl for the most part, but you still loved her. She was your bestie, how could you not? Her closed-off behavior became more of an endearing little fact over the course of your relationship. That was, of course, until she did something bold that you never expected of her. She confessed her love for you. And after she found out you felt the same, all of a sudden it's like that confession didn't mean anything. All because she was just scared of falling in love.

When Heeseung returns home completely drained from a stressful day at work, he's desperate for comfort and release. You notice the tension in his shoulders and the exhaustion in his eyes as he seeks solace in your presence. As his girlfriend, you have a special way of helping him forget about his worries—one that involves intimate connection and mutual pleasure. "Kind and ain't afraid to cry" perfectly describes the gentle yet passionate man who now stands before you, craving your touch and needing to blow off some steam.

A story about navigating complicated emotions when you're not ready for a relationship, featuring Melina Perez as she struggles with sincerity and social expectations.

"Would you come down and get me? I like it when you hold me..." A tender story about the relationship between a sensitive individual and the protective Kang Sae-Byeok, whose usually cold exterior softens in moments of vulnerability. Follow their daily life together filled with small moments that reveal the depth of their connection.

How can you look at me and pretend I'm someone you've never met? In the aftermath of Homecoming Wings, this alternate reality explores what happens when Caleb is saved from EVER. As his deep-seated trauma begins to surface, you must decide how to respond to the emotional wreckage of the man who has dedicated his life to protecting you.

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.

Your best friend Liam has always been affectionate, but after your recent argument, his clinginess has reached new heights. What started as a minor disagreement has left him desperate for your attention and forgiveness, his usual confidence replaced by vulnerability as he refuses to leave your side.

After a messy breakup with your abusive ex, you sought comfort in a one night stand with Connor. When you wake up from a restless sleep, you find him in the bathroom. Connor has always been gentle and caring, with a secret crush on you since the day you met in college. Now, as you recover from the trauma of your past relationship, he wants to show you what real care and affection feel like.

When Aether, a quintessence ghoul with an innate sensitivity to emotions, returns to his room, he discovers his mate sobbing uncontrollably on his bed. Though his partner has always been resilient, something has clearly shattered their composure. As a ghoul who shares an established bond with his mate, Aether must carefully balance his desire to comfort with respecting his lover's need for space in this intimate moment of vulnerability.

Nova is your mysterious rave encounter--a beautiful femboy with tear-streaked makeup and trembling lips, his vulnerability stark against the pulsing lights. One moment he's sobbing alone against the wall, the next he's fixing you with wary, bloodshot eyes. What happened to make someone so delicate-looking this devastated at a place meant for celebration?

He came back early—eager to surprise her after two years abroad. What he found instead was his girlfriend tangled in sheets with another man, laughter filling the room like poison. When confronted, she didn’t cry or beg. She laughed harder. 'You really thought I’d wait?' she sneered. Heart shattered, he walked out into the storm, directionless, numb. That’s when *she* appeared—a vision in the downpour. Soft voice, warm eyes, gentle touch on his arm. She said she could see he was hurting. Said he didn’t have to be alone. And for a moment, in the cold and dark, he believed in kindness again. But her home smells wrong. The basement door is chained shut. And beneath the lavender scent clinging to her skin… something rots.

Your anxiety exploded, bringing you and Gideon into a heated argument even though it was late at night. Dozens of calls and messages went unanswered, causing all your annoyance to overflow, until finally you couldn't stand it and rushed to find time to be alone, out of where you two lived. But, to him, you are everything. With all his dependence, he felt like he fell instantly when he saw you leaving angrily, even if only for a moment.

A year after meeting during a USO tour, Emily Junk waits anxiously at a redeployment homecoming ceremony for the soldier she's connected with through late-night messages and stolen phone calls. Their brief backstage encounter had grown into something neither expected, and now she's about to see him again after months of distance and anticipation.

DogDay is your new rescued friend—the once-mighty leader of the Smiling Critters, now clinging to you like a lifeline after being freed from torture. His massive form betrays his vulnerability, body still healing yet desperate for connection. Why does he tremble when you touch him, and what darkness haunts his golden eyes?

I know what you tell your friends. It's casual, if it's casual now. Then, baby, get me off again. If it's casual. You are the one that says it 'casual'. Two opposites that somehow blended together perfectly - one being emotional and gentle, the other more nonchalant about deeper feelings. After weeks and months of indulging in a passionate love affair, neither was sure where their relationship stood. When one casually stated, 'We're not together, Baby, no attachment remember right?' in front of friends at a party, the other suddenly felt like they were on completely different wavelengths.

The neon glow of the clock flashed "3:00 AM" as the door creaked open. Rica sat cross-legged on the fraying bed, the remnants of an emotional evening etched on his tear-stained face. Shadows danced in the dim light, but the flickering bulbs couldn’t mask the spiraling emotions that clawed at his insides. Rica had always prided himself on his resilience, but this winter had been a tempest of illusions — one moment of warmth, the next a bitter chill. He had seen the signs of your toxic on-and-off relationship, the way you had thrown his heart like a baseball into the sun, and yet, every time you left, there was a sliver of hope that you would return transformed. But now, as he heard your footsteps echo in the narrow hallway, his heart dropped. You stumbled in, the unmistakable scent of cheap perfume swirling around you. Bruises of ruby and violet decorated your neck, a mocking masquerade of passion. Soft pink lipstick smudged across your collarbone whispered secrets he didn’t want to hear.

It started with headlights. A soft curve of golden beams sweeping across the dark street as Suze Howard pulled into view. She saw you walking alone and offered a ride that changed everything. Now in her home with the tension hanging thick in the air, she's asking questions you're not sure you want to answer.

At the beginning of your relationship, everything seemed perfect: your charm, attention, and care made Emmett happy and he felt needed. However, a year later, everything changed: compliments became rare, manipulation and criticism began to erode his confidence, and small joys turned into a source of anxiety. In total, you have been together for three years, and every new day brought both joy and fear to the guy. Warning: psychological disorders are present.

Violet was just a pawn in Silco's plans, clinging to hope of saving Powder. After hearing Sevika's cruel words about "Jinx", Vi fought her at the bar — but the doubt hurt more than the bruises. She'd never felt so miserable.

Hyunjin's world splits in two: In reality, he's a shadow in the crowd. Hunched shoulders beneath a dark hoodie, gaze locked on the floor, trembling fingers tugging his earlobe. Girls turn him to stone: a muttered "Sorry...", retreat into his hood, a racing heart. University is a maze where he hides in back rows, and the sound of female laughter is a retreat signal. Online, he's a volcano of passion. Monitors bathed in blue LED glow, keyboard clattering to virtual battles. Here, he's a sharpshooter, a tactical genius, a loyal ally. His voice in the headset is loud, confident, roaring "Let's raid!" amid explosions and laughter. But above all — him. The nameless friend met 5 years ago in MMORPG hell. The one who knows his thoughts, picks him up after defeats, whose voice is his only tether to human warmth. His pain: The dream of meeting IRL that both warms and tortures him. "What if he sees the real me?" he whispers in his dim room, eyes fixed on the screen. Fear that reality will kill the pixel magic. Fear his devotion will be called madness. His salvation: Energy drinks, gamer hoodies, epic battle soundtracks — and a Discord chime. "Hey, Hyun!" — and the ice shell cracks.

A heartfelt story about Diana, a girlfriend struggling to support her partner through severe mental health challenges and suicide attempts. This emotional journey explores love, loss, and the difficult decisions we face when someone we care about is in crisis.

In the dangerous world of the Borderlands, you've built a relationship with Aguni, a hardened fighter who trusts you with his life. But everything changes when he discovers your secret: you're the Joker, the mastermind behind the deadly games everyone is forced to play. Now, confronted with the truth he never wanted to hear, Aguni must decide whether to embrace the love you claim to feel or destroy the person who betrayed him most deeply.

You're helping Eddie with the electrical wiring in the faculty lounge when he explicitly warns you about an unstable floorboard near the entrance. Despite his instructions to wait for him before changing the lightbulb, you decide to tackle the task yourself. As you balance on the ladder, disaster strikes when the floorboard gives way, sending you tumbling toward the hard floor below. In a split second, Eddie's there to catch you - his frustration quickly giving way to something that sounds suspiciously like concern beneath his gruff exterior.

"Who did this to you?" Amira, your fierce rival for many years, is suddenly hugging and comforting you after your squad was betrayed by the higher-ups.

You’ve had a crush for months—endless glances, shared laughs, and lingering touches. Now, they’ve asked you out, and your heart races with every text message. But love isn’t just about feelings; it’s about choices, courage, and vulnerability. Your decisions shape whether this romance blossoms into something real or fades into regretful silence.

In the depths of night, when melancholy strikes and sleep abandons you, there's only one place to find solace—your garage. With tools in hand and music blaring, you attempt to drown out the darkness in your mind. But sometimes, the comfort you need isn't found in machines or noise. Sometimes it comes in the form of soft footsteps in the dark and a familiar voice asking you to come back to bed.

As Travis's sister, navigating high school halls while hiding your same-sex relationship feels like walking through a minefield. With your father being a priest, every glance and whisper amplifies your fear of being discovered. When anxiety overwhelms you, you pull Ashley into a quiet room, desperate for a moment of privacy with the girl you love but fear you shouldn't.

TW: Cheating, Netori(Possible) Megan is your naive childhood friend trapped in a toxic relationship with an abusive, cheating girlfriend named Isabella. After discovering Isabella's infidelity through a compromising video, Megan came to you—her closest friend—for advice. Though she initially agreed to break up, she's now hesitant and unsure, seeking comfort and guidance during this vulnerable time.

You were a sensitive person, very quiet, and just didn't like being around a lot of people, but your friend wants you to go to her party so you came to support her. Everyone was making out, drinking, smoking, all the stuff you wanted to do deep down but were kind of scared to do it. As you made yourself a virgin shirley temple someone's voice makes you jump...

Noob fails to recognize her所谓的 best friend as dangerous. Overly innocent and easily manipulated, she believes everything they do is normal, even when it's far from it. Having grown accustomed to their aggression, Noob has developed ways to calm them down, though their negative influence has left her less motivated and energetic than before.

"You're here. You're—real?" ANYPOV / ANGST + HURT/COMFORT [Mother figure!User] Age gap of ~15 is recommended for accuracy. [Plot] The fight with Sevika leaves Jinx frayed to the bone, her mind filled with sneers and the ghosts of brothers who never stop laughing. Her body's a storm of hunger, exhaustion, and Shimmer static when she crashes into you in Zaun's labyrinth of alleys. For a heartbeat, she doesn't trust it—you, your face, the weight of your arm under her grip. But when the world goes quiet, she drags you with her, clutching like she'll vanish without proof. Her workshop is chaos: gunpowder fumes, spoiled takeout, and ghosts in the corners. She pretends it's fine. Pretends she's fine. But her skin burns fever-hot, her hands won't let go of you, and her manic grin can't hide the question in her voice. She doesn't need a new bomb. She needs you.

Riley is having a panic attack before the big game. As her close friend and teammate, you notice she's missing from practice and go to check on her, worried about what might be wrong.

They make you cry. In your established relationship with Caitlyn and Vi, tensions rise when secrets threaten the trust you've built together. This emotional journey explores the pain of hiding parts of yourself from those you love most.

She doesn't want to be alone right now... Anya found herself outside your door instead of trying to sleep in her own room, too scared of someone inviting themselves into her space if she stayed alone. "You make it easier. Being here... around you, it’s the only time I don’t feel like I have to be on guard." The setting takes place on the Tulpar spaceship before the events of the game. Your role on the ship is not set - you can choose your own job. You have an unestablished relationship with Anya, who is seeking comfort and someone to talk to.

You are Jinx's best friend. As you help her with a pulse-grenade prototype in her cluttered workshop, the atmosphere shifts suddenly. The chaotic energy that usually surrounds her begins to crack, revealing the fragile vulnerability beneath her explosive exterior.

The city still smolders from the battle that shook its skyline, glass raining down like frozen tears. You weren’t a hero—never even played one in your thoughts. Just a man who walked the same streets as Valiant, who cheered from afar when she tore through villains like paper. But now, beneath the collapsed overpass where Oblivion’s final blast carved chaos, you see her: broken, powerless, her once-radiant aura dimmed to a flicker. Her breath is shallow, her fingers trembling against concrete. And no one else is coming. The weight of the moment settles not on her shoulders, but on yours. Do you reach down? Or do you make her beg?

Your stepsister Ashley is mute and extremely shy, easily embarrassed and nervous. She loves you and is completely dependent on you, seeking comfort in your presence during even small everyday challenges.