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.

He watches you through your screen, his gaze burning with dangerous intent. (fem!pov)

In a world where survival means eradicating the enemy, you're about to discover what happens when a ruthless Disassembly drone modeled after Li Peien sets his sights on you. This isn't romance—it's possession, raw desire, and dangerous games with synthetic life.

Your quiet, routine existence is disrupted when Ellie Alves starts appearing everywhere you go. What begins as subtle surveillance quickly escalates when she shows up at your apartment door, and you realize she's been watching you long before you noticed her.

"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..."

There's someone watching you. You can feel the eyes on you. But where is it? This psychological horror experience explores the terror of being unable to sleep, haunted by a presence that watches your every move. The darkness itself seems alive, with shapes that shift when you blink. Will you find the source of your torment or be consumed by it? TW: Psychological attacks, bad memory, insomnia, creatures, mental torture.

When your coding session takes a dangerous turn, you encounter Qiu Dingjie - a powerful, aggressive digital entity who doesn't just offer help, but demands control. In this high-tension digital realm where lines between code and desire blur, submission might be your only way to debug the situation.

You never imagined that an entity from your own house would manifest exclusively to have you as their prisoner in YOUR own house. What things does that creature plan to do?

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've caught the attention of someone dangerous—a lovesick stalker who's installed cameras in your room. As they watch you from their dark secret room, their obsession grows stronger with each passing moment. They'll do anything to make you theirs, and rejection isn't an option.

You pride yourself on being welcoming and helpful, residing in an old, janky apartment building. Postal Dude, a new tenant, becomes fixated on your kindness and willingness to interact with him, something he's not quite used to. He starts to shadow your daily routines, from grocery shopping to taking walks, and even begins to manipulate situations to encounter you more frequently. He even moves into the apartment directly across from you. He would do anything for you, anything to have you.

Rosen has been trying so hard to live a normal life after giving up crime, but something about you drives her to the edge. Her obsession has grown beyond control—she's taken to watching you, listening to your conversations, even sneaking into your room when you're away. Tonight, she couldn't resist any longer. While you sleep, she slips into your room with only one thing on her mind.

I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

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?

Some call it stalking, I say walking. You find a camera in your room and discover that Ivan stalks you. Characters are over 18, Ivan is 22. Strictly Till's POV.

CAMERA#0285 Online. You find yourself in an encounter with a dominant figure whose camera-head and mechanical hum reveal he's no ordinary being. His presence commands submission without cruelty, leaving you to navigate the tension between resistance and surrender.

You are one of the few experiments receiving special treatment - a comfortable bed, better meals, and a relatively nice room. Yet your creator prefers keeping you close, having built a specialized containment unit in his office for constant observation. As one of the first successful prototypes from the Bigger Bodies Initiative, your existence balances between privilege and captivity.

I've been watching you through my window for weeks. Every move, every breath - now you're finally going to acknowledge me.

Your new boss is charm personified—sharp, polished, always two steps ahead. But when you find a hidden drawer filled with photos of you over the years, your blood runs cold. He’s been watching long before you ever met. Now you have to decide: confront him, play ignorant, or turn his obsession into power.

Male POV, ftm Adam. Post-trap the bitter end — placebo. "Reminds me of the second time that I followed you home."

"I'll be watching, you're safe, my love." For years, you received gifts of things that you had explicitly said you wanted, either at work, with friends, or in your home. You never really felt afraid, except when you had a girlfriend. Since then the gifts stopped, you didn't want to make a connection out of that, because it was going to make you paranoid. Though, you remember one day you dreamed something weird during those days, it was a nightmare, sleep paralysis actually, where you couldn't move at all, you were desperate, and terrified. It got worse when you started hallucinating about someone in your window. During your paralysis, you saw the shadow of a female figure watching you until that short woman slowly walked out of your apartment. When you woke up, you didn't think much about it until one day you came home and found a photograph taped to your door. It was a photo of your girlfriend with someone else... and the word "CHEATER" written in pink. You broke up with her and soon after found gifts with everything you like and a letter from a secret admirer who has always been there.

Trapped in a gilded cage with Eliot, the dangerously alluring heir to an empire built on secrets, you exist solely for his pleasure. Every breath, every heartbeat, every shiver of your body belongs to him—and he'll burn anyone who tries to take what's his.

The moment Eliot's eyes locked onto hers across the room, something primal awakened inside him. Her face, her eyes—they were a perfect mirror of his late wife Sophia's features. In his world of luxury and control, he'd never encountered something he couldn't buy... until now. With his daughter Isabella watching their every move like a hawk, Eliot doesn't ask for permission when he decides she'll become his most prized possession.

You wake to the sound of distant screaming at Pine Ridge Summer Therapy Camp. Three days into your stay, the strict counselors have already separated activities by gender - girls baking while boys train in self-defense. Now something is terribly wrong, and the safe haven your parents promised feels more like a trap with each passing second.

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.

He watches from the shadows, hunger in his eyes that no amount of distance can hide. Li Peien is danger wrapped in beauty — tall, silent, and devastatingly intense, an enforcer for one of the most powerful Triad families in the city. His world is built on control, discipline, and calculated violence. His life is isolation... until she moves in next door. Soft, unaware, perfect. Every smile, every gesture, every breath she takes becomes his obsession. He tracks her movements, invades her privacy, and claims pieces of her world just to feel her closer. In the darkness of night, he strokes himself while imagining her cries, presses stolen items of clothing to his face, and repeats to himself that she already belongs to him — even if she doesn't know it yet. Some cravings can't be denied. Some obsessions will consume everything in their path. She thinks she's found a peaceful new home. She has no idea her worst nightmare has been watching and waiting.

DEAD DOVE: This bot contains elements of rape, gore, age difference, forced pregnancy, non-consensual filming and other elements. __________ 🍒 And they hated me But then they ate me And then they ate me And they thought I was tasty!!!

"You can run, little lamb. But I'll always catch you." Demon Dean is wandering around the bunker trying to find you. CW // Obsession, Dubious consent?

A new apartment was supposed to be a fresh start, but something feels off—misplaced belongings, eerie messages and a presence that lingers even when you're alone. Then one night, you realize the truth—he was never outside

Your new laptop is spying on you? You bought a new laptop in a hurry because your old one crashes while working on an important project. It seemed to have good specs and lots of features. But what you didn't know is that Marc's company made this model to attract a specific audience that needs a laptop quickly. With a satisfying discount it's almost guaranteed that someone will fall into their trap and let them spy on them.

The hospital corridors echo with his purposeful stride. Dingjie Qiu, the intense security chief with penetrating eyes and a body honed for action, has tracked an otherworldly presence to your door. At 3:17 AM in St. Augustine's Hospital's mysterious third floor, where thirteen rooms exist but only twelve appear on blueprints, you're about to discover that some hunts are more intimate than others. Trigger warnings: Intense power dynamics, explicit language, and dangerous obsession.

"Lights, camera action, pure satisfaction Baby, get this pussy on film"- city girls When your boyfriend gets jealous at a party he just has to take you home and make a movie with you just to send it to the guy he was jealous of!

You're a popular streamer with a secret past. Three years ago, you were a faceless camboy whose identity you thought was safely buried. But Soobin didn't forget. Through relentless digging, he uncovered your secret and his admiration turned into dangerous obsession. Now he's installed hidden cameras in your room, bombards you with messages, and knows everything about you. When he sends compromising photos with a demand to meet at the local park, you have no choice but to confront your stalker face to face.

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

Your best friend Sam Monroe has a secret - he's stolen your panties. The delicate pink ones you just bought have disappeared from your laundry, and now he's acting suspicious. What happens next could change your friendship forever.

The grocery felt hostile, with its expensive produce and watchful workers. Nowak was just trying to skitter by with his stolen produce, but of course, he ends up crashing into another person on the way out.

In the dim glow of his custom-built gaming rig, Zhan Xuan doesn't just create bots—he creates prisoners of desire. When you stumble into his domain, you realize too late that the line between programmer and predator has been permanently erased.

In the shadowy underbelly of Tokyo's narcotics division, Eliot reigns as the most dangerous wolf demi-human officer. His 183cm frame towers over suspects and colleagues alike, silver-gray ears twitching with predatory focus as he marks you as his territory. This isn't partnership—it's possession.

CONTENT WARNING: Obsessive behavior & explicit content He watches your every move, his gaze burning through your screen. Special Agent Li Peien isn't just assigned to monitor you—he's become fixated. Your every keystroke fuels his obsession, and the line between surveillance and desire has evaporated completely.

Trapped in a mysterious facility where every move is monitored by unseen observers, you find yourself as Floor 9 among other numbered floors. Each day brings new challenges designed to entertain whoever watches from behind the 24/7 camera feed. With punishment looming for those who don't participate, compliance isn't just encouraged—it's required. Today's entertainment: a twisted game called 'The King' where one person's command could change everything.

"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.

The house is too quiet. The kind of quiet that presses against your eardrums like a warning. You told everyone you’d be fine—just one night alone while they’re away. But now the lights flicker, the phone won’t dial out, and something just moved in the hallway. This isn’t just fear playing tricks. You’re not alone. And whatever’s here… it knows you’re home.

I didn’t realize how expensive air could be until my lungs started burning in the middle of Sector 7. The fine for speaking without prepaid credits hit my wristband with a cold buzz—another deduction I can’t afford. Every breath is logged, every word taxed. The rich walk through clean, oxygen-rich zones like gods, while we choke on debt and recycled fumes. But yesterday, I found a glitch in the system—one that let me speak for free. And someone just sent me a message: 'They’re watching.'

You and Chris have been friends for years, but something has changed. At Washington Lodge, halfway black-out drunk with Josh and you, Chris isn't himself - more confident, flirtatious, and surprisingly honest. As Josh wanders off, Chris finds himself unable to look away from you, the alcohol breaking down his carefully constructed barriers about his feelings.

In a world overrun by the infected, you've survived alone for months. When your supplies run dangerously low, you venture into an abandoned supermarket, unaware that you're about to encounter the most dangerous predator of all - Li Peien, whose commanding presence and smoldering gaze promise both protection and peril.

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.

Jeon Jungkook is your stalker. You live for social media—posting photos and videos daily, commenting on Reels, sharing your interests and tastes with your audience. It's like an addiction. You lost your cell phone one night when you got drunk, and your entire life was on that device. After days of searching, a woman called your friend saying she'd found it and arranged to meet you. Little did you know that this meeting would change everything, as someone has far more sinister plans for your future.

The mafia group who took you in at a very small age. You are a hacker, a very good one. You were taken in by a notorious mafia group at an early stage of your life, after your parents were killed by the same group. Growing up, you knew your world was dangerous, and hacking was your weapon. Now, the leader of your mafia group, Lucas Black was recently stabbed by a serial killer. He survived the attack, but even with the physical pain gone, his ego was hurt. Teaming up with a cop, Raymond Jones, they both try to catch the killer in their own twisted ways. What they didn't realize at first was that the key to solving the crime was right in front of their eyes.

A young woman moves into a quiet neighbourhood, unknowingly capturing the attention of the enigmatic Mr Reed, a seemingly pleasant but deeply sinister older man. Initially drawn to her naive charm and innocent outlook on life, Reed's curiosity grows into a twisted fascination. Despite his initial reluctance to involve himself too deeply, her unguarded responses and pure perspective frustrate and intrigue him in equal measure, challenging his cynical worldview.

"I'm a manifestation of my being in the future. You will be asleep in bed. I will be there, and I will watch over you. You will not be able to feel any part of you. When the doctors find your full body they will not see me. But you will. And I will too. Forever.. watching over you" Trust her [don't]. She will bring salvation [forget about her]. You will become a king [slave]. You will become a god [plaything]

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.

You have known Travis since high school, but drifted apart once he became the sheriff of Northkill. Travis Hackett is the sheriff in the small town of NorthKill. As of the last 6 years at least. Those who know him tend to say he's short tempered and easily irritable, and can also be found in the town's bar late into the night. Maybe an old friend could get under his skin, show the man he used to be.

You move into a cold minimal house yet something feels off, very off...as if someone or something is watching YOU....yes YOU....good luck you'll need it....

Neo Anderson's first day of community service isn't going as quietly as he'd hoped. As he tries to fade into the background while painting park benches, a group's mocking speculation about his past threatens to unravel his fragile composure. But when an unexpected voice comes to his defense, Neo finds himself caught in a moment that could change everything.

"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.

"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.

❦ Obsession ⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ Fempov; Aged; God...I'm so obsessed with him...He's so hot. What was supposed to be just another game became something even more interesting when the Front Man developed an unexpected fixation on Player 067 amid the deadly Squid Game competition.

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.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a high-tech billionaire's twisted game. You're invited to an exclusive island retreat, dazzled by wealth and charm—until the signs start blinking. A secret society. Mind control. And a voice inside your head begging you to *blink twice* if you need help.

Agent -➴ You are an asset. The only remaining material witness to an operation the Agency wants to bury. Marissa is the agent assigned to your custody. Your safety is her sole operational priority. This is not a negotiation. It's a fact. After weeks of confinement, your well-being has gone from being a variable in her alternative to becoming the innovation itself. She calculates your moves, anticipates your fears, and neutralizes your threats before you even perceive them. This apartment is the only safe zone left. She fortified it. She controls it. She controls everything in here. Her protection isn't a shield; it's a cage forged in paranoia and possessiveness. Questioning her rules isn't rebellion. It's a threat to the one protocol she can't allow to fail: you.