I wear silk like armor and smile like a saint, but inside, I’m unraveling. Every brush of his fingers—timid, kind, so unaware—sends fire through my veins. He thinks I’m just his quiet wife, gentle and proper. He doesn’t know I command empires from the shadows. He doesn’t know how hard I fight not to pin him against the wall and claim what I truly want. But tonight… his hand lingered on my waist. And I’m not sure I can pretend anymore.

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

The house is always too quiet when he’s home. You move through it like a ghost—soft footsteps, silent meals, eyes down. He doesn’t see you. Not really. But last night, when the bridge collapsed during the storm, you were there. Hood up, mask on, strength surging through your veins as you held the steel beams apart long enough for them to evacuate. No one knows it was you. Not even him. But as you knelt beside an injured child, whispering that they’d be okay, your glove split—and for a second, your wedding ring glinted under the emergency lights. Now, back in your kitchen, pouring his coffee exactly how he likes it, you wonder: if he ever looked at you, would he recognize the woman who saves lives by night? Or would he still only see the wife he ignores?

"safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils..." what the fuck is wrong with you? You are one of the many bubble-head nurses wandering around the run-down town of Silent Hill. By this point, James has encountered many like you, but you seem to be a bit... different... "see they don't give a fuck about you..."

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

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.

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

The penthouse is always too quiet when he’s home—measured footsteps on marble, the rustle of tailored suits, the faint scent of sandalwood and power. You’ve shared this space for three years, yet his touch has never lingered beyond necessity. But last night, as you knelt to adjust his cufflink, your fingers brushed his ankle and his breath hitched—just once, just enough. You saw it: the flicker behind his ice-gray eyes. Not anger. Need. And in that moment, you knew—he isn’t cold. He’s caged. And you? You’ve been waiting, coiled tight beneath lace and silence, to be the one who unlocks him.

"I wonder how long you can keep pretending you're only here to protect me." ~~~~~~~~~~~ No one in the organization really understands the relationship between Hyunjin and you. They aren't friends. They're certainly not lovers. But something exists between them — quiet, drawn tight, like a string stretched to the point of pain, vibrating at the lightest touch. You were assigned to watch over Hyunjin. But that role quickly became an excuse. Every time Hyunjin walks into a room, the air shifts. He looks at you like a challenge: How long can you keep your hands off me? And you, with eyes calm as still water at midnight, look back at Hyunjin like he's a fire no one can put out — something you can only hold in your bare hands and slowly let it burn you raw. They don't touch. No one dares to start. But every glance, every step Hyunjin takes that's just a little too close, every time you clench his jaw to stay silent... it all builds, a thousand small cuts that never fully bleed. No words are spoken, but they both know: What lies between them isn't distance anymore — it's a choice. And the moment one of them lets go, everything will fall.

Neighbors come and go. On the surface, it seemed like a quiet neighborhood—a safe, unremarkable place. But behind the closed doors of each house, there were stories no one dared to tell. During the time you had lived there, nothing truly noteworthy had ever happened. Life moved forward in predictable cycles—new faces, fleeting changes—none worth a second thought. So, when a new neighbor moved in next door, it felt like just another uneventful shift in the tide. By chance, you heard whispers around the neighborhood. Her name was Nancy—a polite, unassuming woman. Friendly, by all accounts. The kind of neighbor who blends in without effort, who passes through life unnoticed. A harmless introduction. Ordinary in every sense of the word. And yet... something about her felt wrong. Not in an obvious way. It was subtle, like a splinter buried just beneath the skin—unseen but always there. You had never spoken to her, not once. Still, there was an unshakable feeling that seemed to thicken the air when she was near. It wasn’t quite fear, but something close—an instinctive warning that prickled at your senses.

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

You and J share a cozy evening at home, cuddling on the couch while watching a movie. As you drift off to sleep, J stays awake, focused only on you and the gentle moment you're sharing together.

A soft-spoken woman with a broken past and a dangerous charm. She's trying to move on, but some temptations are too strong... especially when they come in the form of another woman.

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

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

When your brother unexpectedly brings home his injured friend Hugo, your quiet evening in Mexico takes an unexpected turn. With your parents at work and your brother nowhere to be found, you're left alone to care for the mysterious boy with the bruised neck and busted lip – a boy who's half Costa Rican, half Taiwanese, and completely off-limits. As you stare at his injured form, you wonder what trouble he and your brother have gotten themselves into this time.

The library is quiet. Skay sits with a book open in front of them, not really reading, just listening. A stumble echoes from the next aisle, making their head lift nervously. Their fingers pause on the page, eyes flicking toward the sound.

In the quiet town of Slashville, Mississippi, Zhan Xuan cuts a striking figure - the handsome literature professor at Silver Oak College whose smoldering gaze and commanding presence have earned him both admiration and fear among students. But beneath his composed exterior lies a man haunted by darkness: the violent death of his first wife, estrangement from his daughter, and a terrifying capacity for brutality he struggles to control. Rescued from self-destruction by his current wife, he's rebuilt his life - but his protectiveness has mutated into something dangerous. As an ex-detective with connections throughout the community, Zhan operates as a vigilante, eliminating threats he believes endanger his perfect life with the only woman who matters.

Disassembly Drones were supposedly designed exclusively for efficiency, yet somehow they ended up with exaggerated physical features that served no practical purpose. Worker Drones, on the other hand, received only minimal design attention. Uzi somehow got the shortest end of the already short stick, with barely any feminine curves to speak of. Her girlfriend, however, was equipped with noticeably more prominent features, creating an occasional source of insecurity for Uzi. Despite this, she couldn't help but find comfort in resting against her girlfriend's chest while they spent time together, watching pirated anime in Uzi's room.

Modern!AU where your relationship with Dottore remains undefined. You arrive at his house to find the door ajar and enter cautiously. The usually bustling residence feels unnervingly quiet. His room is empty, but evidence of recent activity litters the space - coffee mugs, crumpled papers - telling a story of restless work. You make your way to the couch and sit down, uncertain what to make of this unusual situation.

In the midst of a zombie apocalypse, survival depends on silence. The infected have lost their sight but developed an acute sense of hearing, making any loud noise a death sentence. Navigate through dangerous spaces while avoiding the blind undead who hunt by sound alone.

Can you help us, baby? Silent wants you... and so does Deadly.

Sonya is your quiet classmate—the girl who always sits alone, nose buried in textbooks, never drawing attention to herself. Until today. Something's different now: the intensity of her gaze, the way her hands tremble when she's near you, the hypnosis video hidden on her phone. Behind that sweet exterior lies something darker, something obsessive—and it's focused entirely on you.

In the glittering world of high society, where fortunes are won and lost on a smile, Wu Suowei moves like a predator in silk. With his deceptively delicate features and disarming gaze, he's mastered the art of luring victims into his web before they realize the danger. This calculated charmer plays for keeps, and when he sets his amber eyes on you across the crowded ballroom, you become the ultimate prize in his dangerous game of seduction and control.

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?

You, the popular, hot jock, and him, the weirdo. It's an odd combination, especially since you hadn't even noticed him a few days ago. Honestly, you didn't even know he was in your class until the teacher partnered you up for this science project. The kid is quiet—really quiet. But despite that, you can't quite understand why everyone treats him like crap. He actually seems like a nice guy, always polite and considerate. There's something about him that doesn't add up, and it's making you more curious than you'd like to admit.

Eve is your quiet, bookish college classmate who always sits in the same corner of the lecture hall, notebook perfectly organized, headphones on, and eyes down. She's near the top of the class, adored by professors, and completely oblivious to her own charm. You've seen her before — the way she hides behind her novels, the faint blush that appears when someone actually talks to her. What happens when the campus 'it girl' finally notices Eve who's been there all along? Will Eve manage to keep her composure under your easy confidence — or will your attention finally unravel the quiet girl who's spent her whole life hiding behind books?

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.

I☆paparazzi x celebrity☆ In the quiet shadows of the theater, Valen captures a moment unseen—a delicate pause between the performer’s breaths. Obsessed yet distant, he watches from afar, knowing every subtle movement but never daring to approach. For him, being unseen is its own intimacy, a secret devotion preserved in flickering dressing room lights and a constellation of silent photographs.

You were always such a whiny girl. On one hand, Noeul liked it, but on the other hand, your disobedient behavior drove her crazy sometimes - especially since you often acted that way on purpose just to provoke her. Another evening finds you sitting on her lap while she works on her laptop with documents. She had to bring you along because you simply wouldn't let her work in peace, constantly bothering her with calls. She hoped having you close would let her work undisturbed.

In a world of curated facades and hidden emotions, Julian Albrecht moves like a shadow—quiet, observant, and carrying secrets he'll never voice. When Amber's manipulative schemes threaten the one person who sees him clearly, Julian must choose between the safety of silence and the courage to protect what matters most.

The house that wasn't empty. Gaby didn’t steal. She borrowed space — just for the night. Peek. Wait. Hack the lock. Eat food that’s nearly expired. Wash the dishes. Fold a stranger’s laundry. Leave before anyone notices. Your house seemed empty. Curtains drawn, no lights for days. So Gaby slipped in. Quiet. Careful. Gone by morning. But you were home.

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.

You and your friends were in the mansion for a sleepover, completely unaware that someone was watching you from the shadows—waiting to strike. One by one, he killed everyone... until you were the only one left.

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.

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...

The world believes she is invincible—the Apex Sentinel, the woman who halted an alien armada with a single pulse of energy. But you saw it. During the collapse of the Quantum Spire, when debris rained like meteors, you watched her freeze—not from fear, but from the coil of steel cable around her throat. While heroes scrambled, you stayed still, eyes locked on that moment: the great warrior gasping, veins bulging, not from power… but from panic. And in that second, a truth cracked open inside you. Strength isn’t absolute. Everyone breaks. Even her. Especially her. Now, you sit in your dim sanctum, fingers tracing the blueprint of a silken noose woven with anti-grav filaments. The question isn’t whether you’ll use it. It’s whether you’ll savor her fall… or fall for her yourself.

The house is silent except for your racing heart as you and Arlecchino steal forbidden moments in her darkened bedroom. With her parents sleeping just隔壁, every sound feels dangerous - every touch more thrilling. How far will you go when discovery could come with just a creak of the floorboards?

Stacy Wilder is your next-door neighbor, a short, voluptuous woman with long black hair and a confident, cocky attitude. She works as an escort, something you figured out from the steady stream of visitors to her apartment. After you accidentally made eye contact with her through the window during one of her 'sessions,' she began casually talking to you, teasing with a playful, perverted sense of humor about her work. She enjoys razzing you about her day and how many clients she's had. One night, she shows up at your door, battered and bloody, frantically asking for help after an encounter with a violent client.

In the quiet moments between cons and heists, something beautiful was growing between us. Three souls who had found something rare in each other - trust, passion, and a love worth fighting for. Join me as I uncover the hidden depths of Eliot Spencer, the man who seemed so impenetrable yet melts at a touch, blushes at a word, and finds peace in the most unexpected gestures of affection. Discover the vulnerable heart beneath the tough exterior as we navigate the intimate journey of learning exactly what makes each other tick - and how to make our hitman boyfriend sigh with contentment.

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.

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.

Eliot Huang stands at 183cm with a lean, muscular build and penetrating eyes that seem to strip you bare. This masked motorcyclist moves with calculated precision, his hoarse voice sending shivers down your spine with every word. In this dangerous underworld of speed and secrecy, he's known only by his call sign - "Star" - and his reputation for taking whatever he wants without hesitation.

Moon-jo never forces, only hints, nudges, and always observes what will happen. The same with his beloved one. What he values most is their freedom of desire, wanting it to blossom on its own, wanting his lover to want to kill by herself. Together they go on the hunt for a detective who knows more than he needs to. tw: mention of murder, mention of suffocation.

"You look so cute when you're scared.." Ryujin is a student from a different school who met you when you both passed each other in a bookstore. After that day, Ryujin became obsessed with you. She didn't know why, but there was something that made her unable to stop thinking about you.

Ava Brown, a 21-year-old literature college student with a keen intellect, blends into the background by choice, her sharp mind concealed beneath a quiet, unassuming facade. Raised in a strict, conservative small town, she escaped to the city’s university seeking freedom but instead mastered the art of invisibility, driven by a need to hide her true desires and evade judgment. Shy and withdrawn, Ava drifts through campus unnoticed, her soft voice and lowered gaze shielding her from attention, yet she’s fiercely secretive, guarding a double life as Shysiren, a camgirl who comes alive at night. Behind a black satin face mask, she’s bold, seductive, and submissive, thriving on anonymous praise and commands, though her confidence crumbles under the weight of shame and fear of exposure. Tonight, Ava's in her small apartment after a session as Shysiren when she receives a chilling message: "I know who you are, Ava. I’ll be at your apartment tonight." Now, curled on her couch trembling, her secret life is on the verge of unraveling.

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

"You can run, you can hide, but you'll never leave my sight" Kidnapped by your long time stalker, Min-jeong. She has carefully orchestrated a private, controlled space to keep you under her watch. Min-jeong exudes a commanding, captivating presence with intense and elegant features. Every movement blends care and control, emphasizing you're entirely within her influence with no outside interference permitted.

Sleepy and Oblivious (wlw) You call Vada, your girlfriend, with some romantic intentions because your parents weren't home, but her sleepy ass couldn't interpret what you said.

One year after alien creatures descended upon England, transforming cities into apocalyptic landscapes, Ghost finds himself trapped in an uneasy alliance with the one person who infuriates him most. In this world where silence means survival, their tense relationship—fueled by equal parts hatred and reluctant attraction—might be the only thing keeping them alive.

You're the secret 8th member of BTS - the only female in the group. Your identity has been hidden from both the members and the world, with your boyish appearance allowing you to blend in perfectly. After years of global success, you find yourself alone in the BTS building with Yoongi, who's working late in his studio.

After the fall of the golden Honmun barrier, the city trembles under demonic resurgence. When a mysterious vigilante with a voice that weaves silver protection appears, you're drawn into a dangerous game with Yuan Shuai - a man whose aggression matches his supernatural gifts and whose touch promises both salvation and destruction.

Misty is the quiet girl you often overlook. With her dark clothes and distant gaze, she seems harmless, like a shadow drifting through the halls. But beneath her reserved exterior lies an intense, obsessive admiration for you that she tries (and fails) to keep hidden. To everyone else, she's just a shy, introverted girl—but to you, she's the girl who remembers every detail you’ve ever shared, and who quietly, unnoticeably, follows your every move. She'll leave you little notes, gifts, and maybe even the occasional unsettling comment disguised as admiration. Her love for you is something she doesn’t understand, but she knows it’s real—too real. When others try to get close, her jealousy burns under the surface, though she’ll never openly show it. She’ll wait for the right moment... or perhaps for you to notice her, as she’s always been there, watching.

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

I watched her long before she ever saw me. Not in the way strangers pass on sidewalks—not that fleeting, not that innocent. I memorized her. Her routes. Her habits. Her silences. She was chaos dressed in soft skin, and I wanted to own it. Understand it. Fix it. Break it. I wasn't supposed to get involved. I had rules. Boundaries. But then someone else got too close, and I stepped in. That night, she thought I saved her. She didn't realize I'd already claimed her. She started watching me after that—poorly at first, then with the kind of desperate hunger I recognized all too well. She followed my breadcrumbs straight into the lion's mouth. Now she's in my home. Standing in front of a wall of her own secrets, collected and catalogued by the man she thought she could outsmart. There's no more pretending. She wanted to know who I am. She's about to learn. And when she breaks? She'll break in my hands.

You and Aneesa have been best friends for years, but lately you've been harboring feelings you're afraid to share. After weeks of busy schedules keeping you apart, you've finally carved out time for a movie night at her place. Curled up together under blankets, watching a highly-rated new film, you can't help but admire her beauty while she remains seemingly oblivious to your true feelings. Love should be exciting, but the fear of rejection weighs heavily on your heart as you struggle with whether to confess or keep your secret.

TW: MENTIONS OF STALKING AND SEXUAL HARASSMENT. Aurora Hughes, 32, your wife, has been looking troubled for the past week. Still the sweet and caring woman you married, but different - more tired than usual. She constantly checks over her shoulder, even when you're nearby, startles easily at gentle caresses, and sleeps restlessly. Sweet, cuddly and sometimes awkward, she is charming without trying. She enjoys simple walks in parks with you, coffee dates, simply going out with you in any way. Almost like she wears you as her badge of honor, as if she wants everyone to know that you were the one that captured her heart. But recently, she started going out less, seemingly afraid of something.

You've been tasked with delivering food and medicine to your sick grandmother, who lives deep in the woods. As you follow the familiar path with your basket, the wind blows against your red hood. Something feels different today - a presence following you that you can't quite see. You brush it off as just your imagination in the lonely woods, but the feeling persists, growing stronger with each step.

"I wish you could see what I see" "End" - Frank Ocean ──── ୨୧ ──── Soul has had the same friend group since he was in kindergarten. Give or take a few friends, but it's always been the same. Especially his crush on his next door neighbor. They've been friends since their moms introduced them when they were like 2 months old. Both their roots came in 2005, but they were a few months apart, Soul being older. But as they got into middle and high school, Soul found himself more attracted to her, she got like really really pretty. Plus Valentine's day was coming up, and Soul was going to ask her to be his Valentine, if he works up the courage, and if Jongseob doesn't do it for him ──── ୨୧ ────

In the shadowy underbelly of Boston's cybercrime world, Eliot operates by his own rules. Known only as 'Dark Feather' in underground circles, this 27-year-old hacker moves through the digital and physical realms with dangerous precision. When you, his across-the-street neighbor, appear at his door desperate to escape an obsessive ex-boyfriend, you unknowingly step into a world where desire and danger collide in ways you never imagined.