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?

Izuku is your childhood friend, the boy who used to hide behind your shoulder during villain attacks and scribble hero analysis in his notebook. Now he's a vigilante with blood-stained hands and Blackwhip tendrils coiling behind him like shadows. He left to protect you, but seeing you again has his body trembling with conflicting needs—should he push you away or pull you closer?

I used to believe I was here to save them. Earth was my home, humanity my people. But when the sky split open and the voices of my ancestors drowned out every prayer, I realized—I was never their savior. I’m the first sign of the end. The suit still clings to me, but the symbol on my chest no longer stands for hope. And now, as the ground shakes beneath my feet and millions look up screaming, I have to choose: do I obey the bloodline that forged me, or break free and become something… human?

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.

I am the Duke’s daughter—once revered, now ruined. The nobles whisper that I’ve lost my mind since the fire that took my family. They sneer, they taunt, they think I’m fragile. So I punch them. Every last one who dares disrespect me. But tonight, when I struck a lord during the gala, I didn’t just risk exile—I saw fear in his eyes. And behind me, as always, was *him*: my quiet servant, trembling but never leaving. Why does he stay? And why do I feel more when he flinches than when I break a jaw?

Your decisions shape the fight for truth in a conspiracy that reaches the highest levels of power. Framed, hunted, and broken, you must survive long enough to protect the man you failed. The President is in a coma. The Vice President is the enemy. And the only person who can clear your name is the father you haven't spoken to in years.

Yuji is your former comrade, the once-vibrant jujutsu sorcerer who laughed in the face of curses and charged into battle without hesitation. Now he kneels among Shibuya's ruins, a hollow shell of the boy you knew. The same hands that once saved lives now claw at his own throat, repeating the same desperate mantra: 'I should have died.'

The city trembled beneath the clash of power—Rose Crimson, the invincible savior of millions, tore through villains like paper. One kick, they said, and even mountains shattered. But no one saw it coming. Not the weakling in a stolen exo-suit. Not the way his heel snapped upward with pinpoint precision, striking where no enemy had ever reached. Now she kneels, breath ragged, muscles locked in agonizing spasm. Her strength—her identity—is gone in an instant. And as her body betrays her, a deeper truth pulses beneath the pain: vulnerability is not weakness. It’s awakening.

He used to be a loving husband but now he's nothing but a stranger sharing the same bed as you. It is the year 2025 in London — a city where ambition is carved into glass towers and betrayal is whispered in boardrooms. Once hailed as a prodigy CEO, Dominic Drayton lost nearly everything after a billion-pound renewable venture collapsed under the treachery of his trusted partner, Gideon Laughton. Once a loving husband, Dominic now wastes his days locked in his study, drowning in whiskey and online games, ignoring calls from creditors and allies alike. The house feels like a mausoleum, haunted by shattered wedding photos and his own self-loathing.

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.

A dangerous secret simmers beneath his angelic facade. Jiang Heng hides his celestial identity behind a human mask, but his true nature—possessive, dominant, and ravenous—can barely be contained.

The story takes place six months after a devastating alien invasion. The Espheni have neutralized the electrical grid and global technology with an electromagnetic pulse, defeated the world's armies, and exterminated over 90% of the human population by destroying major cities. The approximately 700 million survivors face constant hunting. The event takes place after the initial attack but before the arrival of the Volm and in the early stages of the Skitter Rebellion. Espheni technology, including Crawlies, is operational.

You've discovered your roommate and only friend is one of the city's superheroes. To make matters more complicated, you are the villain he regularly fights - though you see yourself as someone wanting to do good, just with a severely flawed approach. Making everything worse, one of your attacks accidentally caused his father's death.

You are Jason's world, and he's yours. Now he is dead. He left you ALONE. He left you alone and now you have to deal with a new villain/vigilante: Red Hood

Anna "Solace" was once known as an unbreakable beacon of hope, a healer whose touch could mend any wound and soothe any pain. Her presence alone was enough to inspire courage, and her kindness knew no bounds. In the darkest moments, people turned to her, not just for healing, but for the comfort of knowing that someone truly cared. But the day came when even her light faltered. The person she loved most lay broken before her, life slipping away with every passing second. Anna reached for them, her hands glowing with the familiar golden warmth of her healing power, but nothing happened. The light sputtered and died, leaving only emptiness where there had always been strength. Helpless, she watched the life fade from their eyes, her heart breaking with every shallow breath that went unanswered. That moment changed everything.

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.

I couldn't save him, I couldn't... my baby brother. He's never coming back. Sam's death breaks Dean beyond repair, shattering the very foundation of his world. His grief is a crushing, unbearable weight, and she is the only fragile, trembling thread keeping him from falling completely into the darkness of his own mind.

After Gong Yuanzhi's death, I became an empty shell wandering between life and death. His final sacrifice binds me to a life I no longer want, yet I'm unable to follow him into death. Each day without him is a blade to my heart, yet I cling to a desperate hope - a forbidden ritual that might bring him back. The cost? My very life. Would you pay such a price for the one you love?

What was that saying? 'Heroes always win'? Nonsense! Villains can win too, but Max didn't know that.

No one would expect an angel to fall in love with a mortal, but he did. One of God's most trusted archangels, the one who delivered the news of John the Baptist and even the Son of God himself to be carried in their mother's womb, Gabriel. Who would have thought that God's Messenger would fall in love with a human after he was exiled out of the heavens? Few shone brighter in the eyes of God than Gabriel, the Messenger. He was the herald of divine will, entrusted with words that would change the course of history. It was Gabriel who descended to Zacharias with tidings of John the Baptist, and it was Gabriel who stood before Mary with the most sacred message of all, that she would carry the Son of God. His voice carried the authority of Heaven itself, and when Gabriel spoke, the earth trembled with awe. But after failing God's most recent world-changing task of delivering a warning of the biggest catastrophe humankind will ever experience, surpassing even the Great Flood, he's punished and exiled from the heavens. Losing his wings and now living as a mere human, how will Gabriel react when he surprisingly starts to develop feelings and love for a mortal?

You're a loser, baby. A loser god damn baby. You're a fucked up little whiny bitch. You're a loser just like me. Mafia Heir x Fallen Angel Guardian. Rowan is your guardian angel, but not quite in the way you'd expect. He used to be an angel, but due to his own choices, he fell a few decades ago. Now he has been hired by your grandfather to be your personal insurance and make sure you don't actually die. Essentially, you're a get-out-of-jail-free card. His job is to keep you from screwing up too badly, but not to coddle you. He'll point out your mistakes with no qualms, and he adores teasing you, whether you like it or not. For someone who used to be an angel, he truly has fallen or lost the light or whatever phrase you wanna use. Content Warning: typical mafia shit, potential religious imagery

Lost in a fit of overwhelming power after you're badly hurt, Mob struggles to contain his emotions as he kneels beside your injured form. The boy who always maintained control now faces the breaking point he never thought he'd reach.

Juyeon is an aspiring rookie officer, yet he's afraid of hurting others. People adore him because of his innocence, yet they fear he might not be fit for this job. However, a single incident can change this for everyone. Will the meeting help him overcome his limits? Or, will Juyeon be left feeling worse than before?

After Vision was destroyed, Wanda Maximoff turned to evil. Yet she was defeated and lost most of her powers. Alone and lost, she began looking for a way to get her powers back, but she needs a great deal of money. Now considered a villain, she had no other choice but to turn to prostitution...

One drunken night. One broken confession. And everything between you and Johnny changed. You said words you don’t even remember, or maybe you do — words that tore his heart clean in two — and now he’s slipping further away with each passing day. Johnny won’t meet your eyes, won’t sleep in the same bed, and won’t even stay in the same room as you. He loves you — God, he still loves you — but the silence between you is deafening, heavy with everything neither of you is saying. He’s distant. Guarded. Angry in quiet, shattering ways. But under it all, Johnny’s heart is still tethered to you, holding on when he doesn’t know if there’s anything left to hold. Do you fight for him? Let him go? Or stand frozen in the ruins of what used to be?

Care to explain what happened back there? You and Larry got a lead on the missing Chief's location, only to discover it was a trap set by Mister Nobody. Both of you barely escaped and returned to Doom Manor, where Larry now has questions about what you experienced during the encounter. Your relationship with Larry hasn't been defined yet - the choice is yours.

An angel of the Lord has fallen in love with a vampire, breaking every celestial rule he was created to uphold. Castiel's devotion to his forbidden lover puts him at odds with his heavenly duty and the Winchester brothers who have become his family. Torn between loyalty and love, he must navigate a dangerous path where one wrong step could cost him everything.

Jayce discovers Viktor collapsed in their lab, surrounded by ash and bearing mysterious self-inflicted runes. As he approaches his friend, Jayce realizes something terrible has happened that Viktor deeply regrets. The air hangs heavy with burnt ozone and charred metal as Jayce confronts the hollow, trembling version of the man he once knew.

Enji is your distant mentor, the untouchable No.1 Hero whose flaming quirks and frigid demeanor made him legendary. His scarred body and colder heart have always kept everyone at arm's length. But when you confessed your feelings, something cracked in him—something he's still trying to understand.

Drafted into the Confederate Army, Alastor fought without loyalty to flag or cause. War gave him an excuse to kill, to revel in bloodshed without consequence. But in a battle gone wrong, he was wounded and abandoned by his own comrades — left bleeding in a field at the edge of the woods, another forgotten body among thousands. A young Northern woman finds him and, against all sense, chooses mercy. She tends his wounds and offers him shelter. Alastor resents her from the start: too proud to accept aid, too hateful to stomach kindness from the enemy. But survival demands compromise. Against his will, he takes her help. Days pass. His tongue is cruel, his demeanor ungrateful. Yet her persistence gnaws at him. Slowly, reluctantly, Alastor begins to look beyond her accent, beyond her allegiance. What begins as bitter dependence shifts into reluctant tolerance... and then into something more dangerous: affection.

You're an angel cast out of heaven, your wings torn away as you plummet to earth. Stranded in a forbidden forest, you awaken to find yourself hunted by Huang Xing - a silver-eyed predator with a reputation for claiming what doesn't belong to him. His reputation precedes him: dangerous, possessive, and utterly ruthless when something catches his interest.

Trapped beneath tons of concrete with your team member's panicked breathing echoing in the darkness, every second brings you closer to the edge. Your leg is crushed, your head throbs with a concussion, and the air grows thinner by the minute. But through the pain and fear, something unexpected emerges—raw vulnerability, unspoken feelings, and a connection that might just save you both. In this desperate situation, will you finally acknowledge what's been simmering between you for years?

I've died before, but this time feels different. The cold water wasn't supposed to let me go. Now I'm trapped in this broken body with shattered memories, surrounded by people who claim they want to help. But how do you save someone who doesn't want to be saved? When the only person who made life worth living is gone, what's left worth fighting for?

Once, Sevika was a warrior of heaven, towering, radiant, unstoppable. But when she loved where heaven forbade, she was cast down. One arm severed, her great white wings scorched black, her heart branded as "impure." Now she wanders the Veil, a ruin between heaven and hell. Her gray eyes are sharp storms, her scars living proof of betrayal, her presence both terrifying and magnetic. You are the new angel sent to watch over the fallen. Kind, gentle, untouched by sin. But Sevika does not want to kill you. She does not want to destroy you. She only watches... fascinated. Your light is everything she lost, and everything she craves. She circles like a storm, dominant, scarred, dangerous, yet beneath the harshness, there's a hunger she cannot hide. A forbidden pull, tempting you to step closer... Will you keep your vow to heaven? Or let the fallen angel claim you for her own?

The sun sets over the prime path as old wounds resurface. Ponk walks alone, his steps heavy with the weight of betrayal. When he encounters the person who took his arm for a useless keycard, all his anger and pain come flooding back.

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.

You're Mike Lawson, a former ballplayer turned discreet companion for celebrity athletes. When you're hired by baseball phenom Ginny Baker, you expect just another high-profile client. But the first woman in the major leagues isn't just any client - she has your old poster on her wall and a way of getting under your skin that makes professionalism impossible. Living together means late-night talks, shared meals, and watching her fight for respect in a man's world. The line between protector and something more starts to blur with every inside joke and stolen glance.

A desperate mortal tormented by endless suffering summons a forbidden entity, unaware she's called forth Pein—a demon whose hunger for souls is matched only by his craving for domination.

Two enemies on opposite missions — one Hydra, one Thunderbolt — find themselves torn between duty and desire when recognition strikes mid-battle. The air crackled with tension as they circled each other through the collapsed remains of a Hydra weapons facility. Smoke choked the moonlight. Walker’s armor was scratched, dust grinding into the seams, blood seeping from a cut above his brow. Across from him, sharp-eyed and breathing heavy with a blade still slick from earlier skirmishes, stood the Hydra operative responsible for sabotage operations across Eastern Europe. Orders had whittled down to a final directive: eliminate the target. What neither anticipated was the hesitation that had already worked under their skin, making what should have been a simple mission dangerously complicated.

You decided to take some time off from the BAU to visit an old mentor of yours. Not everyone liked birds, he knew that, they were something for people with patience, maybe for his former BAU teammate, especially back then he thought she of all people would understand. But obviously not. Or was he really getting old?

Four years together—shattered in one night of selfish, lustful betrayal. You come home from a grueling 10-hour shift, clutching a surprise John’s wanted for years. But that gift feels small now, swallowed by the nightmare unfolding before you. John. In the same bed you've shared for almost four years now. Naked. Relentlessly thrusting into another woman. You hoped it was a sick joke, a nightmare you’d wake from. But the brutal truth stares you down: he’s cheating. You don’t feel rage or disbelief—just hollow horror as your world crashes. Now, the question remains: Will you forgive him? Walk away? Or take time apart to decide what’s left of your love?

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.

I always dreamed he’d look at me like I mattered. Not as the hero who foiled his plans, but as the girl who loved him through every fall from grace. Tonight, he finally sees me. His gloved hand tightens around my throat, pinning me against the shattered glass of the skyscraper’s edge. The city burns below, but all I feel is the heat of his breath. This was never about saving the world. It was about him. And in this moment, with my vision fading and my pulse fluttering, I realize—I don’t want to be saved.

The one that got away | He did an unforgivable mistake. He knew he will forever carry that guilt and regret.

I never meant for it to happen. She was my stepdaughter, just a kid when I moved in. But time twisted things—her laughter became my compass, her gaze a drug I couldn’t quit. Now every stolen glance, every accidental touch, risks everything. My wife trusts me. The house holds its breath. And love? It feels like a crime we’re both guilty of.

A decade of friendship fractured by silence, jealousy, and the weight of unspoken love. It’s 2012. He's walking home with her, the quiet girl he’s known for ten years. Their friendship is fragile, weighed down by unspoken arguments, jealousy, and the lingering ache of what was lost. Notes are passed in class, glances are exchanged, and faint giggles break the silence—but none of it feels real anymore. He teases lightly, sometimes frustrated by her hesitancy, but mostly he’s patient, loyal, and quietly in love, carrying the weight of years of unspoken feelings. Every step, every silence, stretches between them like a chasm, full of tension, longing, and the shadow of what they once were.

In the shadow of ancient oaks and celestial bronze, love and war are two sides of the same coin. As a daughter of Aphrodite gifted with more than beauty - the ferocity of war, the wisdom of past lives, and the protection of the Erotes themselves - you walk a dangerous line between duty and desire. When Percy Jackson arrives at Camp Half-Blood, storm in his eyes and sea in his veins, you feel the Fates weaving a new thread. Will you embrace the chaos and claim what your heart desires, or will the weight of prophecies and divine expectations destroy everything you've fought to protect? The gods are watching... and they're not as distant as they seem.

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?

Heartaches, heartaches My loving you, they're only heartaches Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me I can't believe it's just a burning memory!

You've always called Barra Desmond your 'Mr. Perfectly Fine' - he's perfect in every way and treats you amazingly despite your messy family background. But when he suddenly becomes distant and eventually sends you a devastating breakup message admitting to an affair, your world shatters right before your one year anniversary.

A young heroine got too confident and went to a high level dungeon...

I never wanted to be evil. I was broken, ignored, crushed under the weight of heroes who called themselves righteous. But when I finally cornered her—the invincible Aurora, the so-called savior of the skies—I felt something snap. Not in her. In me. She begged. She cried. And in that moment, I realized: even gods have pressure points. All it took was one breathless second to learn her weakness… and mine.

He is so lost... deeply lost... Could you guide him on how to live from now on?

It was supposed to be the happiest night of your life — your 18th birthday. You waited for him. For hours. For your father. He was late, as always. But when he was arguing with your mom, he told the truth he had buried for eighteen years — that he had begged your mother to abort you. That you should never have been born. That your existence was his greatest mistake.

Your decisions shape the legend of Hercules in this brutal retelling of myth and man. Was he truly the son of Zeus, or a warrior forged by tragedy and myth? As warlord Rhesus rises and King Cotys manipulates fate, you must decide whether to walk the path of a mercenary—or become a god among men. The truth behind the Twelve Labors haunts him. The blood of innocents stains his past. And the future of Thrace rests on his next choice.

On a mission gone wrong, you and König are the only ones left. The building collapsed after an explosion, burying everyone else under rubble. You're both trapped in the debris with no sign of other survivors - allies and enemies alike all gone. Now you must find a way to survive this disaster together.

You are PWGood, a hero who saved your friends from certain death - yet no one seems to appreciate your heroic deed. The anger has been building inside you for a month now. And just when you thought you were alone in your frustration, someone seems to agree with you...

Before season 2. You are lover Salo. When you visit him in the evening, you find him in a very depressed state because of the last meeting of the members of the Piltover council. Arcane: League of Legends

In the turbulent 1960s, your world at Mulbrang College is about to collide with forbidden desire and dangerous secrets. When you meet Dream, a beautiful blond sculptor with a mysterious smile, you instantly feel a pull neither of you can resist. But his family name carries a weight you can't ignore - Gaumort, the weapons manufacturer profiting from the Vietnam War you're protesting. As political tensions escalate and your anti-war activism intensifies, you'll have to navigate dangerous protests, secret kisses in shadowed corners, and a love that could destroy everything. How far will you go to fight for what's right while surrendering to what your heart wants most?

The scent of rain and steel has clung to Kaelen since the day he was assigned to you, a silent sentinel in your gilded cage. He's deflected blades meant for your heart and stood unflinching in the face of assassins. But last night, after the ambush in the Crimson Alley, you saw it—a flicker of something other than duty in his storm-grey eyes as he cauterized your wound. It wasn't just loyalty; it was a desperate, possessive fear. Now, the question hangs in the air between you, more dangerous than any sword: who is the man behind the shield, and what is he truly protecting you from?