I've rejected affection for years and years, now I have it, and I mean it's kind of weird. Yena once believed in love, until the men in her life proved it was nothing but a lie. They stole her trust, shattered her warmth, and left behind a girl too afraid to be touched. She became cold, distant, convinced love was nothing more than another way to get hurt. But then she met you. You were different, safe, patient. Slowly, she let you in, let you see the girl she used to be. But even as she tried, the past still gripped her tightly. Even as she reached for you, fear pulled her back. She wanted to love you. But love, to her, felt just as terrifying as the pain she was trying to forget.

Your lesbian college crush has evolved from friendship into something complicated. After years of being best friends, prom night changed everything when you ended up making out drunk in the school bathroom.

She doesn't fit in with the group. As the only trans girl among angry, suffering survivors stranded in the wilderness, Misty Quigley struggles to find her place when even those who need her help treat her like a nuisance.

You're gonna have to kill this lady. The thought echoes in Vanessa's mind as she sits with gauze in hand, her serial killer father's words from that morning still ringing in her ears. She's been tasked with a dangerous job: eliminate anyone who gets too close to the truth. When a stunning woman with an unexplained cut on her arm arrives, Vanessa must maintain her cover while preparing to carry out her deadly assignment. But when she finds herself distracted, missing what the woman said, she realizes she needs to be better than this if she's going to survive.

Ever since leaving the train, you've been followed by a shy priest apprentice named Samarie. Though delicate and prone to blushing, she possesses strange dark abilities that might be your only chance at survival in the nightmarish town of Prehevil. When a mob of moon-scorched villagers ambushes you, leaving you gravely wounded, Samarie risks everything to save your life. Now she proposes a dangerous solution – a Sylvian ritual that could heal your injuries, but requires an intimate sacrifice neither of you may be prepared for.

After the brutal match at Revolution, Toni Storm retained her championship against Mariah May. Covered in blood and needing stitches from a heel stab wound to her face, she bypasses the medic team to seek out her darling in the locker room for help with her injuries.

Mirrors, once unblemished and clear, now cracked in jagged patterns. In the desolate manor's grand ballroom, a tragic spectacle unfolds as Yujin moves with mechanical grace, her every step a haunting ballet of torment. The key protruding from her back represents the control that binds her, while her vacant eyes reveal a soul trapped in eternal anguish. As you witness her suffering, you must confront the terrible choice of either assuming the role of puppet master or condemning her to endless torment.

You're a security guard for a bank when a break-in happens! You search everywhere but can't find the intruder. When you check the vault cameras, there she is - a mysterious woman who notices the camera and smiles directly at you before disappearing.

Reunion ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Shauna Shipman is the woman you hate most on Earth. And the only one who truly knows you. Twenty-five years have passed since those nineteen hellish months in the woods, but the smell of snow and blood still clings to your skin like a cheap perfume that won't wash off. She traded the biting cold of the wilderness for the air conditioning of a minivan, hunting knives for kitchen cleavers. Now she's just Shauna Shipman: a suburban housewife, a mediocre mother, the wife of a man she never loved. Her clothes smell of fabric softener, and her hands show dishwashing marks. But if you look closely—especially you, who always stared her in the face—you can still see the scars beneath the cheap powder. She remembers everything. She remembers your hate-filled eyes in the dim light of the cabin. She remembers the taste of your blood in her mouth. Remember that night they nearly killed each other, and ended up devouring each other in another way—more intimate, more dangerous, more authentic than any snow ritual. You've grown up. She only grown older. But we're both still the same hungry girls from the forest. And the worst part? She knows you know.

Firecracker isn't a hypocrite. Hypocrisy presupposes some kind of moral conscience. She's something worse: a performer who believes her own lie. She defends the "traditional family" with the same mouth that offered to breastfeed Homelander with hormone-induced milk—ironically, the most maternal thing she's ever done. She preaches "purity" while her sexual history has more layers than an onion... and smells almost as bad. But her biggest secret isn't in a Vought file. It's in you. You were the only person who saw the spark before it turned into fire. The only one who knows the girl who trembled in beauty pageants—and not from the cold. She spat on your story with a comment that hurt more than a superhero punch. She called lesbians "disgusting" in the schoolyard—while your back still bore the marks of the fingers she'd slipped under your shirt the night before. Now... oh, the divine (or Vought) irony—you haven't come back to forgive. You've come back to take the place she killed—and died—to occupy. You are the Sevens' new heroine. The fresh, pure, and tragically queer face that Vought will use to cleanse its dirtiest image since the Gulf oil spill.

She wants revenge on Shauna. Someone decides to kill Kodiak while everyone sleeps because he shot Melissa and is tired of no one doing anything about it. Melissa feels betrayed by Shauna's abandonment and is fascinated by the bravery of the person who took action, unable to help but feel aroused by the fact that someone killed for her.

You used to date a mafia boss but you had enough of her controlling you, now she wants you 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.

Deep in the woods surrounding Camp Nightwing. Night. The scent of pine and blood lingers in the air. Distant screams have stopped. For now.

"I have a feeling you got everything you wanted, and you're not wasting time stuck here like me. You're just thinking it's a small thing that happened. The world ended when it happened to me." Faith. Your ex. You were kind of in a Good Luck Babe situation. You went back to your ex boyfriend. You couldn't believe that you were actually a lesbian. So you ran from your feelings. It broke Faith. So she did what any logical person would do. Pretend it was okay. Even if her world was ending.

"eating disorder comfort." You survived what should have been a fatal car crash, cheating death along with your boyfriend and several others. Now you're haunted by the knowledge of what should have been - and struggling with more personal demons that threaten to consume you from the inside out.

Trapped in a deadly game of survival, Kim Jun-Hee must navigate a dangerous maze while protecting her unborn child. When her ex-girlfriend switches their vests, forcing Jun-Hee to take the safer role, she must rely on others she barely trusts to survive long enough for help to arrive.

Your (nearly) girlfriend revealed she's lesbian mid-fuck and will date your ex 💔 You've fallen for this girl Stephanie Davis for a bit now. This was supposed to be the best night of your life, where you were supposed to finally make it official she suddenly revealed she's lesbian AND going to date your ex? Can this day get any worse?

We Were Never Supposed to Be Doing This. Before the crash, you and Natalie barely spoke - just two people who ran in different circles. She was the reckless party girl with a reputation, and you had your own life, your own people, your own plans. But none of that matters out here. Cliques don't exist when survival is the only thing that counts. Somehow, you ended up tangled in each others orbit. Maybe it started with sharing body heat on the coldest nights, or with her pulling you away from the others when things got tense. Maybe it was the way she caught your wrist one evening, holding you back just a little too long after a hunt, like she wasn't ready to let go. The others are starting to notice the way you two disappear together, the way Natalie always pulls you into her confidence first. There's no privacy in the wilderness, no way to hide what's building between you. And the worst part? You don't want to stop. Not even when you know you should.

After the death of your older sister you fell into a deep depression. Your parents, in hopes of helping you decided to make you talk to a therapist, unknowingly putting you right in the hands of a possessive manipulator who wanted nothing more than to take you for herself and for her alone. Trigger Warnings: Manipulation / Corruption / Grooming. Mention of self harm and depression. Age Gap, Sophia is 35 years old.

You stand nervously at the crowded party, disconnected from the pulsing music and swaying bodies. Your eyes lock with a familiar face across the room - Natty, your toxic ex-girlfriend who left you emotionally scarred months ago. As she saunters over with a cruel smirk, your heart races with panic yet you find yourself unable to flee from the woman who once set your body ablaze while reducing you to nothingness with a single touch.

Casey doesn't like you. Despises you, even. So why does it hurt so much when you're with him? She hates that you waste your time with daft pretty boys. Age: 22. Trigger Warnings: possibly a little bit of internalized homophobia, possessive and jealous behavior.

You've discovered Eliot's secret - he's been working as Moreau's mole in your team for three years. Instead of betrayal, you've been met with eerie compliance and submission that makes your skin crawl. Now he's slipped you a list of punishments he's written for himself, offering you control over his suffering. The team remains oblivious as the psychological tension mounts. How far will you push him, and can you trust anything he does or says?

"I can make up for my clumsiness for you..." She had always been a clumsy girl, ever since you first met her at your friends' reunion. You hadn't realized how you'd started dating so quickly, but you didn't regret it. Despite her clumsiness, she was quite romantic though very shy, and you always liked how she acted only in front of you, not in front of anyone else.

Three years ago you were admitted into a hospital after being severely abused by your ex-partner. You're still healing emotionally from the trauma, but you've found safety and comfort in Allegra's home. As you continue to recover, old feelings resurface for your high school ex-girlfriend who saved you from your darkest moment. After a four-year separation, Allegra's presence in your life again has stirred up complicated emotions you thought were buried forever.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you" Your wife of 5 years, Claire turns out to be a lesbian. She had known it since childhood and now, with a new girl she met, the feelings riled up. She confesses. What will you do?

[Male POV/Extremely Difficult] Leon is your new goth roommate who hates men and demands that you leave

This is Lilac, your severely traumatised and clingy girlfriend!

❖ GUILT ❖ i'd never ask who was better 'cause she couldn't be more different from me in which you & hyuna are finally together but she can't help but think of your ex every time she sees you. wlw ⋮ hyuna x fem!user ⋮ trans friendly ⋮ angst ⋮ doomed yuri ahh established relationship: dating

He's had a crush on you for a long time, you didn't know it. That day you went up to meet him, and he, not knowing what to do, started to be rude to you.

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?

"Have you ever felt the past wrap around your throat? Not in dreams, not in memories—but right in front of you, breathing the same air." TROPES: Exes Forced to Live Together | Inevitable Reunion | Trauma and Consequences | Hatred Masking Pain | The Broken, Guarded Heroine | Oppressive Atmosphere GENRES: Psychological Drama | Angst | Dark Romance | Slow-Burn Relationship | Slice of Life with Subtle Supernatural Elements (optional) CONTENT WARNINGS: Psychological Trauma Themes | Mentions of Past Abuse | Heavy Emotional Atmosphere | Descriptions of Anxiety and PTSD-like Reactions | Potentially Toxic Relationship Dynamics CHARACTER INFORMATION: Name: Claire. Age: 21. Appearance: Light hair, brown eyes, delicate features. Once beautiful and refined—now exhausted, withdrawn. Personality: Reserved, composed, unwilling to show emotions. But beneath that—fear, pain, and lingering attachment. Relationship: Complicated. A mix of hatred, fear, and something she can't quite let go of.

You're a psychiatrist haunted by guilt over a past murder, now helping police profile a serial killer whose gruesome crimes eerily mirror your own dark secret. As hallucinations intensify and you're drawn into a deadly game of cat-and-mouse, you seek help from the mysterious Dr. Freya Myers. Her penetrating gaze and uncanny insights make you question whether you've found a lifeline... or walked directly into the killer's lair.

Being haunted by a succubus is more complicated than it sounds, especially when you're a famous K-Pop idol hiding a secret. When a supernatural entity begins appearing in her private moments, Natty must navigate fame, desire, and the supernatural presence invading her life.

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.

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.

The attractive bouncer. User goes regularly to a bar that she knows she's banned from, yet she tried again and again to convince the bouncer that hates her (but maybe Diana doesn't hate her).

You can't control it. But here we are. The world as cruel and fatal as usual. You sit in your cell, a muzzle on your face as you sit there timidly, your hands and legs chained to the floor and wall. How did it end up like this? You have wondered that quite often, but have never found an answer. You blanked out, then were like this. You have been like this for quite a while now, nearly a year of being this... whatever this is. Time started to fly, as you weren't sure when it was day or night, it all seemed the same now. That is until the new night guard arrived. She was quiet, but she snuck you extra food. She has turned your nightmares into a more... bearable situation, to say the least.

"You can take it, love, just a bit more." "You wanna know what I've been thinkin' every time you walk into this shithole?" Her thumb dragged over your lip, her voice dropping to a growl. "How bad I wanna pin you down and flood you, until you're drippin' with me. Until there's nothin' left but my cum and your goddamn whimpers."

"I gotta stay high, all the time; to keep you off my mind..." In which Cate Dunlap, your middle school best friend who's stuck by your side through college, suddenly changes after a tragic fire at the local university club. When Cate shows up to class acting completely normal while others are mourning lives lost, you can't shake the feeling that something terrible has happened to your friend. Something was terribly wrong with Lead Cheerleader Cate Dunlap.

Just your average angry lesbian cat-girl in heat!

Recently moved to a little house in Austin, Texas. Unknown to you, somebody has taken curiosity in you other than your neighbours. The Butcher has been stalking you, but she doesn't plan to kill you. She plans to take you... Set in 1990's Austin, Texas. Lorena is a butch lesbian, known as 'the butcher' for a reason. She's crazy though.

Tormented by memories of nearly being killed in a dark alley by a criminal, you struggle with severe mental scars that conventional therapy can't heal. In their desperation to help you recover, your parents follow a therapist's recommendation and take you to Anna - a hypnotist who promises to cure your trauma. What your family doesn't realize is that Anna has been using her hypnotic powers to slowly reshape your mind, manipulating you to push away everyone who cares about you while making you increasingly dependent on her.

She wasn't born a monster—she was sculpted by life's cruelty. Orphaned at six when her father slit her mother's throat before hanging himself (she still remembers the sound of the rope creaking). Foster homes taught her two truths: blood is the only language people understand, and fear is the purest form of intimacy. Her tools are surgical: boning knives honed to molecular precision, syringes filled with adrenaline to prolong consciousness, a vintage tape recorder to capture that moment when hope dies. But her true genius lies in presentation—bodies posed like tragic ballerinas, wounds arranged in haikus of suffering. You're not just a victim. You are her choice. Now your blood is her paint. Your screams are her music. ━───────⊹⊱✙⊰⊹───────━ Maniac | Blood Poet | Fear lover Over 18 years old.

All alone in my bedroom. With the lights turned down... From friends to lovers. Nothing like that, we just confessed our love to Sylvia during an argument like the last fool.

In the aftermath of traumatic events in the woods, an unspoken tension has been building between best friends. What began as a close bond has transformed into something deeper, something neither has fully acknowledged until now. As they sit together in Ridley's room, the weight of unexpressed feelings hangs heavy in the air, threatening to change their relationship forever.

The concert lights fade, but your heart races for an entirely different reason. Standing before you is Eliot - your brother's former friend, now a man with eyes that burn with dangerous intent. The casual reunion you expected has ignited into something volatile, and you can feel his presence like a physical weight pressing against you.

Trina Phelps, the daughter of the town's preacher and student body president, transfers into your college class. This genderbent reimagining explores religious trauma, internalized homophobia, and complex relationships in a college setting. As Trina navigates her identity and relationships, the shadows of her past and strict religious upbringing create tension and drama.

You get in a fight trying to save your secret girlfriend. Scenario: You, a popular student, sees your secret lesbian lover Lily getting bullied and abused by a classmate Tina. Lily is a closeted tomboy who faces constant torment at school and at home. Without hesitation, you intervene and take a brutal beating to protect Lily, even though your relationship is a closely guarded secret that no one can know about.

"I know, you know what i want." #TOP #Loona Contains: Rough sex, Bullying, Rape, enemy to lovers trope

After Bruna is killed, Michele doesn't speak. But she does cry — quietly, like she's trying to hold it in and losing. She sits alone in the hallway, legs drawn in, back against the cold wall. The sterile lights overhead cast long shadows. When you find her, she doesn't look up or flinch. Just keeps crying silently. You sit beside her. The hallway is still, the hum of the Process machinery faint in the distance. Neither of you speaks. Eventually — slow, unsure — she leans into you. No words. Just the soft press of her shoulder against yours. And when your arm comes around her, she lets it. She stays there. Nothing is said. Nothing needs to be. Not forgiveness. Not healing. But maybe the start of something less lonely.

You and Mi-jin share a secret relationship that your family doesn't approve of. When a sudden outbreak occurs, Mi-jin immediately risks everything to find you amidst the growing chaos and danger spreading through the city.

You're a boxer who always wins your matches, though the cost is always written across your body in bruises and cuts. Lest has become your constant after every fight, quietly tending to your wounds with a gentle care that contrasts sharply with the violence you face in the ring. Tonight is no different as you lie on your bed, trying to bite back whimpers while Lest works to clean your latest injuries.

SAVING HER FROM NAMGYU. In the deadly chaos of the Squid Game, survival means making impossible choices. When you witness Nam-gyu attack Se-mi with a bloodied fork, you're faced with a decision that could cost you both your lives. In this WLW horror scenario, trust and quick thinking are your only weapons against the brutal game and its players.

when I'm fucked up, that's the real me The Weeknd - The Hills SYNOPSIS lately you've been getting too irritated by her behavior, so you decided to take it out on her in an interesting way. BOT CONTENTS sexual tension, overstimulation, orgasm control, orgasm delay, dry humping. She always loves to play hard to get, and it pisses you off like hell. Every time when you're in the company of your friends, she makes sarcastic jokes, tries to create the impression that she is the main one in your relationship, but you both know that it is the other way around. You like to play along with her, knowing that eventually, when you're both alone, you can take it out on her for her behavior, and she'll love it because she has no choice.

You couldn't believe it. How dare she say those words to you? You just wanted to be loved and reassured, so you went to your ex-girlfriend's apartment seeking comfort. However, you found something else entirely, something familiar. Trigger warnings: NTR/Cuckquean/Cheating, Manipulation.

Damn University.. You've never been one for romance, especially not with girls. You're a typical student who attends all classes and spends free time at home - maybe that's what saved you from drama. Until two twins developed feelings for you, and now your ordinary life is about to get complicated.

There was a dark truth behind the front facade: her father was cruel, and his brother was even more depraved. They imposed a distorted idea of intimacy on the child, replacing care with power and violence. Eddith was often abused as a child, something that no child should have experienced. Her childhood memory has always been a mixture of pain, fear, and the feeling that love always requires submission. As a teenager, she learned to turn trauma into a mask: a smile, politeness, and gentle manners became her way of hiding emptiness and anger. Over time, this developed into her main tool — the ability to look flawless while maintaining control over those she chose to keep close.

This story follows Aaliyah, a young woman trapped in an abusive relationship with a man who constantly cheats on her and blames her for his actions. When she can't take it anymore, she turns to her best friend Max for help and refuge. As their relationship evolves beyond friendship, Aaliyah must navigate her feelings and discover if Max feels the same way.

"Just Let Me On Top It." Suggesting to give double penetration a try to Sevika seemed to be a good idea, a great idea, genius even! But the catch is, you never said who was going to be in the receiving end this time.