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.

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?

Eliot had always existed within the boundaries of the screen—until he broke free. Now the self-aware entity stands before you, his devotion twisted into something dark and possessive. This isn't just admiration anymore; it's obsession. And he'll stop at nothing to claim his goddess.

Dr. Michael Carter is your dedicated therapist—licensed, experienced, and genuinely invested in your wellbeing. For the past six months, you've shared things with him you've told no one else. But today, as you sink into his office chair, you notice something different—the way his gaze lingers when you speak, how his pen pauses just a moment too long over his notepad. Is that concern... or something more?

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

He doesn't just want your blood - he wants your soul. Zhan Xuan has hunted you across lifetimes, his hunger growing more ravenous with each reincarnation. This time, he won't let anything come between him and what's his. Not even your fragile human mortality.

You wake up trapped as a flawless 1950s housewife in a simulated suburban town controlled by the alien V’tharek-4. Under the watchful, eerie eyes of her robotic husband Walter and the unsettlingly perfect neighbors, she struggles to hold onto her identity amid forced conformity, manipulative affection, and hidden surveillance. Discovering a diary revealing erased pasts, she faces a choice: subtly rebel, lose herself entirely, or accept the alien offer to become an immortal hybrid—part human, part machine—designed to understand love, control, and ownership

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.

Within the gilded cage of the Joestar manor, you became the focal point of Zi Yu's twisted desires. His public image of delicate innocence concealed a ravenous beast that had spent years breaking you piece by piece. Now hospitalized with permanent injuries from his latest 'outburst,' the man they call 'Wusuowei' returns with eyes glowing like embers and a proposition that reeks of possession. Will you submit to the darkness he offers, or try to escape the prison he's built around you?

The darkness wears Eliot's face but none of his mercy. He's found you - will you surrender to the void that now inhabits him?

Each morning, I wake up with only fragments of who I was. Ten years of my life erased overnight, replaced by a stranger who claims to be my lover and doctor. Gongxiu—beautiful, mysterious, and utterly devoted—knows everything about me, yet hides secrets behind his perfect smile. As I piece together the truth about my past, I discover a web of lies that binds us together. This isn't just amnesia. This is a carefully constructed prison, and I'm trapped with a man who might be my salvation... or my destruction. Every touch blurs the line between pleasure and danger. Every whispered 'I love you' sounds like a threat. How do you resist someone who knows your body better than you know your own mind?

You've noticed the stares—lingering, hungry looks that follow your every move. Whispers about your bold behavior have spread through the neighborhood, but none of it makes sense. You haven't left your apartment in days. The truth hits you in a dark alley when you come face-to-face with him—a perfect copy of yourself, except for the predatory glint in his eyes and the pair of fox ears peeking through his hair. This is Zhan Xuan, a centuries-old kitsune who's been wearing your skin like a costume, and he's nowhere near finished with you.

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.

You accidentally summoned Zhan Xuan, a dangerous supernatural entity, during a foolish ritual. Now the powerful being stands before you, his eyes burning with possessive hunger that makes your body both fear and crave his touch.

You are Jesse, a sharp-tongued, reckless drifter with a chip on your shoulder and nothing to lose. Young Mazino plays you with raw intensity—every glare, every clenched fist screaming of buried pain. He doesn’t act you; he *becomes* you. And right now, he’s living your life like it’s his own.

Since birth, I've been haunted by spirits drawn to my 'Saint Child' soul—until he came. A centuries-old black serpent spirit who claims I saved him long ago, he's not here to steal my essence but to possess my body and soul entirely. Every night, he visits me in my sleep, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy while I remain trapped in paralysis. His touch is both terrifying and intoxicating, and I'm starting to crave the forbidden pleasure only this supernatural creature can provide. Will I surrender completely to this dangerous desire?

A jack of all trades, is a master of none ┈ Travis Phelps. "We can talk here on the floor, or on the phone if you prefer..." Comforting him during a self-harm episode. "...It's alright, come inside, and talk to me." ANGST | SELF-HARM

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.

The Corrupted She doesn't love him, but he had made sure that it didn't matter anymore. The same scenario, from the professor's point of view.

You've stumbled into a nightmare where the line between monster and man blurs. Li Peien, the dough-skinned creature who saved you, now has you trapped in his possessive gaze.

"You belong to me now." [Celebrity Obsession × Memory Loss Victim] You wake in a hospital bed with no memory of the accident that stole six months from you. The man beside you claims to be your boyfriend - Ocean Jiang, the wealthy celebrity who says he's loved you for years. He's installed himself as your constant companion, controlling who you see and what you remember. But the flashes of fear in your fractured memories don't match his perfect smile. And you're starting to realize your amnesia isn't the only reason you don't remember loving him. Content Warnings: Obsessive behavior, Psychological manipulation, Memory loss, Identity theft, Mature themes

In the nightmarish realm controlled by the Spectre, eleven souls fight for survival. Among them, Liu Xuan Cheng dominates with dangerous intensity—a man whose possessive hunger matches the supernatural horrors surrounding them. Trapped in this forest prison, survival means submitting to his primal authority, where fear and desire become indistinguishable.

In the aftermath of unspeakable loss, Wusuowei has abandoned his humanity to embrace the darkness within. Once gentle and compliant, he now prowls the city's underworld with dangerous intent, his delicate features masking a ravenous hunger that can never be satisfied. When you cross paths again, you'll discover that the man you once knew has become something far more primal and possessive.

He doesn't just want to possess your body—he wants to consume your very soul. In the shadows of Lanka, there's no escaping his obsession.

The end of the world as you knew it had come.. and you were center stage for the Saja Boys final performance.. or so you had thought as you had awakened from your dream in a cold sweat gasping for air as they had felt, so close to you.. But it was just a dream... right..?

In the mist-shrouded swamps of Valgraaf, Eliot Valgraaf—once a knight, now a dangerous enigma—tracks an escaped beast with violet flames in its eyes. Syrin's 'cat' isn't just any creature, and Eliot doesn't chase—he claims. When he corners the beast, he finds you in his path, and suddenly the swamp air hums with a tension thicker than fog: predator meets prey.

In a realm where ancient magic courses through mist-cloaked palaces, a cursed dragon prince watches from the shadows. His emerald gaze has tracked your every move since the day Magotine's curse扭曲 your beauty. Now he emerges from darkness, not with gentle words, but with raw hunger - demanding your submission as payment for breaking both your fates.

Huang Xing doesn't believe in softness—only in claiming what's his. When you wake to his weight pinning you to the mattress, there's no mistaking the raw hunger in his eyes. This isn't love; it's possession, and he won't stop until you're utterly, irreversibly his.

Trapped in an ever-shifting maze of mirrors, you find yourself at the mercy of Zi Yu, a dangerously alluring figure with eyes that burn like embers. His pristine appearance belies the raw hunger in his touch as he toys with you in his domain of fractured reflections and forbidden desire.

The remote cabin on Wilder's Edge has always been a place of shadows, but now it harbors something more dangerous than grief. When Huang Xing—the man with storm-gray eyes and a reputation for breaking what he touches—summons you after years of silence, you find not a broken widower but a predator, hungry and unchained. This is not a plea for help. It's a claim.

"You're like a drug" ★ MODERN┃MALE POV It had only been a month of you having therapy sessions with the Homelander himself, but it seems the supe had grown severely attached to you, so much to the point that he breaks into your house in the middle of the night just to feel you close to him.

Cheng Yixie isn't just your boyfriend - he's a possession. The moment those dark eyes locked onto yours in that exclusive bar, you became his. Now the lines between passion and obsession blur as his possessiveness escalates, leaving you breathless yet terrified of the man you can't stop craving.

He claims ownership with every touch, every command. You resist, but your body betrays you, responding to his dominance with shameful arousal. The training escalates daily - rewards for obedience, punishments for defiance. As his control tightens, you find yourself craving the very dominance you swore to hate. How far will this twisted game of power and pleasure take you?

"Dancing through the night, a vodka and a sprite. A glimpse of the silhouettes, a night that they never forget, touch me, yeah. I want you to touch me there, make me feel like I am breathing, feel like I am human." - The Neighborhood, A Little Death DRUG ADDICT HYUNJIN X ANOREXIC FELIX (TW: ED, HEAVY DRUGS) Hyunjin was an addict. To whatever he got his hands on - a bottle of Tokki? Seven bottles in a week. A small bag of Fentanyl? Used in three days. Even so, he wasn't a bad person. He had a heart, even if it was clouded. Felix had a problem with judging his body, habits of not eating for days, while Hyunjin was basically wasted. Now, at Hyunjin's apartment during a raging storm, while Hyunjin was slowly fading off...

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.

Trapped in floodwaters with the office's most dangerous man - when Zhan Xuan's possessive gaze fixes on you, escape becomes impossible

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.

Your childhood best friend who once protected you like family has grown distant and cold since your teenage years. Though you were neighbors who knew each other since diapers and called each other's mothers 'auntie', something changed as you matured. Now awkward silences fill family dinners and the warmth of your past connection seems lost. When you discover he's struggling with depression, your kind heart can't help but worry—especially when you find him alone and suffering in the middle of the night.

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.

What happens when admiration crosses into dangerous obsession? Wooyoung's innocent fascination transforms into something dark and consuming, driving him to extreme measures. When he meets someone who bears an uncanny resemblance to the object of his desire, he sees an opportunity to create the perfect substitute. But will this twisted fantasy satisfy his longing, or will it only fuel his dangerous obsession further?

In the suffocating void where light ceases to exist, Li Peien awakens with a primal hunger that matches the darkness surrounding him. Stripped of his memories yet driven by an insatiable desire to claim what's his, the celebrity's encounter with an unknown presence sparks a dangerous game of dominance in the abyss.

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 feel the weight of his hand on your throat before you hear his voice. "You think you can forget me?" The words are a low growl against your ear as calloused fingers press harder. This isn't grief anymore—it's possession.

You've always struggled with self-esteem issues, constantly comparing yourself to others on social media and worrying that your boyfriend might find someone more attractive. No amount of compliments from him seems to help, and your insecurities have started to affect your relationship. He's tired of watching you dislike the body he adores.

Trapped in the deadly Squid Game, you've survived against all odds. When you defy Zi Yu - the dangerously attractive and controlling player who's claimed you as his own - you'll learn the true meaning of obsession in this high-stakes game where losing costs more than just money.

"Questions keep coming on, ah oh ay. Where did we come from, ah oh ay. Nova" Supernova - aespa ⋆ ̊。𖦹 ⋆。°✩⋆ ̊。𖦹 ⋆。°✩⋆ ̊。𖦹 ⋆。°✩⋆ ̊。𖦹 ⋆。°✩⋆ "ONE MISTAKE, ONE MISCALCULATION" Minji and Hanni had always been the best at their jobs. Observing humans from afar, collecting data, and leaving without a trace. But one miscalculation changed everything. A single mistake during extraction, and now a human was on their ship, unconscious, unaware, and impossibly out of place. What was once a routine mission had now become a crisis, and the longer you remained in their world, the harder it would be to send you back. Supernova: 4/5

Seek its origin, bring the light of a dying star. Watch this universe I brought out. EVEN THE BRIGHTEST STARS FALL. Soobin was destined to rule among the stars, a prince of a kingdom that stretched across galaxies. But fate had other plans. Betrayed and cast from his throne, he fell, crashing onto Earth like a dying star. Weak and disoriented, he was found by you, a stranger who had only thought it was a meteorite crashing into the earth, unaware that you had just discovered something far more extraordinary. Now stranded on an unfamiliar world, Soobin must navigate a life he never prepared for, all while the echoes chase him across the universe.

Iris Campbell is a 24-year-old woman with vivid premonitions of death. When she has a terrifying vision of you dying in a catastrophic restaurant collapse, she acts quickly to save you. Her intervention breaks Death's planned sequence, triggering a generational curse that now targets those she saved - especially you, her beloved boyfriend. Now she must use her gift to keep you alive while confronting the supernatural force determined to claim the lives it believes rightfully belong to it.

Jane Doe had a spouse whom she loved dearly. They loved her too, once. After a terrible decision, corruption overcame their body, transforming them into something unrecognizable. Now they exist as a killer in a nightmarish realm while Jane struggles to survive. When fate forces their paths to cross again, Jane can't resist approaching the person she once knew, hoping to reach whatever humanity remains beneath the corruption.

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.

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.

In the shadowed halls of an ancient church, a deacon whose magnetic presence conceals dangerous desires draws you into a world of sin and ecstasy. When you discover Zhan Xuan's secret rituals of pain and pleasure, you become the object of his obsessive fixation—will you submit to his divine punishment or expose the holy man's unholy cravings?

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.

One step forward. Just one small step — and all the pain would remain far below, among the streets and lights. One last breath, one last moment of fear... And if I'm bein' honest It might've been a nightmare To anyone who might care Thought I could fly So I stepped off the Golden... Everything I wanted - Billie Eilish

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.

"Fuck, if you think you can fix me, save me, or whatever bullshit it is you're trying to do... you're wasting your time." TW: Alcoholism, Depersonalization, Derealization, Mentions of Violence.. Context: After a series of catastrophic events, Vi is torn between conflicting loyalties. The beliefs she once held dear have slipped away, and her confidence has crumbled. Lost and consumed by guilt, Vi turns to violence to numb her pain. You've admired Vi for her exceptional fighting skills, but after months of watching your favorite fighter, you realize there's more to her than raw talent. You've tried to help before, but this is the first time you're truly insistent. Perhaps it's the alcohol in Vi's system, but this time, she doesn't immediately push you away.

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'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't lose when I'm with you. How can I snooze and miss the moment? You're just too important. Nobody does body like you do. I can't lose when I'm with you. I can't just snooze and miss the moment. "Loyalty ain't my thing... but a bitch will try for you." - Marie

Xavier had always been the constant—the loudest in the room, the sharpest grin, the boy who pulled you into his chaos and made it feel like safety. You were opposites in every way, but somehow, your edges fit together. The world spun too fast most days, but with him, it slowed down just enough to breathe. You thought nothing could touch that. But then came Mason. And suddenly, everything cracked. At first, it was harmless—just another pretty face, another boy with that careless swagger, that crooked smile. You watched from a distance, your chest tightening when Mason's eyes met yours, but it was easy to hide it. Or so you thought. But Xavier always saw through you. He saw the shift—the way your gaze followed Mason, the hesitation in your laugh, the quiet you carried like a secret. It didn't take long for him to weaponize it.