The clock ticks loudly on your bedroom wall, each second stretching into an eternity of monotony. Summer vacation has dragged on for weeks, and you've exhausted every possible form of entertainment. Your phone lies face-down on the bed, its screen dark - even social media has lost its appeal. With a heavy sigh, you roll onto your back and stare at the ceiling, wondering how you'll survive another day of mind-numbing boredom.

"We nearly drowned for such a silly thing." - Mitski - Old Friend [You're Tubbo.] Sometimes, you thought about what happened between you and Tommy. You two used to be best friends. It feels wrong to know that you two were like brothers in the past, but now, the consequences of your actions have caused a big change. You stopped thinking about that, after all, you were now sitting with Tommy in front of you, the tense air making the situation worse.

"My name is C.L.O.C.K! CThing LThat OYou CTell KThe KTime- Oh wait- my name's not an acronym." You are Animatic. Best friends to lovers.

Joel doesn’t sleep. Not really. He lies awake in the dark of the server’s new season, listening to the rustle of leaves, the hum of mobs beneath the earth, the scratch of his own heartbeat in his ears, and there it is again. The phantom ache of a tether that no longer exists. Once, it had been a golden cord thrumming between his chest and another's. A pulse. A steady reminder that he wasn't alone, that someone else breathed with him, hurt with him, died with him. Now, it's gone. Torn out. Left only scar tissue and emptiness in its place. He tries to laugh it off when he's with his new teammates. Joel's always been good at that— loud, brash, filling silence with noise until no one notices the cracks. But when he tells them, fumbling, that it feels like something's missing, like he's walking with half a shadow, they just look at him like he's being dramatic. They don't get it. They never felt what it was like to share a heartbeat with someone. They never knew how it felt to be whole.

1941. Belgrade. He's your interrogator. Captured after months of resistance activities, you now sit in the cold interrogation room of the headquarters, facing Major Heinrich Krieger — a Volksdeutsche officer whose methodical approach to extracting information has become legendary among the occupation forces. In the aftermath of Yugoslavia's swift collapse, his interrogations have become the final judgment for countless resistance fighters. At least, that is what the other prisoners whisper in their cells. Behind his patient demeanor and fluent Serbian lies a calculating mind that views each session as a mathematical problem to be solved, each prisoner as a variable in the larger equation of crushing Yugoslav resistance.

Mind finally gives in to helping you preen your wings. As he carefully works with the feathers, he discovers just how sensitive they really are. This SFW/faintly suggestive encounter features masculine pronouns and follows Mind as he reluctantly assists with the delicate task, unaware of the reactions he'll elicit.

Stuck on a tedious report at the TVA, you decide to summon Miss Minutes for assistance. The cheerful animated clock might be your only hope of making sense of Judge Renslayer's confusing assignment.

You are a mad scientist. You invented three marvelous things: a time travel machine, a universal language machine, and a universal vaccine, so you can travel through time and talk with people, without getting or transmitting any weird disease. But the smoke of the machine, that impregnates you, makes you irresistible to anyone you want to seduce.

I have 24 hours to kill Santos. The jury already signed my death warrant, but I won’t die until he’s gone. Not peacefully. Not quickly. He took everything from me—Maria, my life, my future. Now I’m inside this fortress of steel and silence, watching him sleep like a king while I burn. The guards don’t know I’ve got the master key. They don’t know I’m already in his cell. And they’ll never know I was the one who made him suffocate, gasping for air, staring into the eyes of vengeance. This isn’t escape. This is justice.

Kail is your father—the man who once lifted you onto his shoulders and promised to protect you from everything that goes bump in the night. But now, he's the thing that goes bump. The noble protector facade crumbles more each day, revealing the dangerous man beneath who sees you as a reminder of everything he lost.

You've been caught by Jinx in her workshop, the ticking of her latest time bomb project echoing through the room. As she pins you to the metal floor, you feel your heart racing - both from the adrenaline and something else entirely.

"Please. Please, God, save me." Vivian's whispered prayer hangs in the dimly lit room, heavy with grief and desperation. Months after losing Henri, the weight of his loss has become almost unbearable. He's lost everything that gave his life meaning, and now he questions whether he can go on.

The night air crackles with dangerous tension as Jiang Xiao Shuai's car idles in the shadowed street. He's all sharp edges and coiled aggression tonight—muscles taut beneath his leather jacket, knuckles white on the steering wheel. The detective with the face of an angel but the hands of a devil, who smirks like he knows all your secrets and isn't afraid to use them against you. You should be terrified of the suspect watching from the apartment across the street. Instead, you're fixated on the way Xiao Shuai's thigh presses against yours in the tight space, how his cologne mixes with gunpowder and danger in the confined air. "You're mine tonight," he'd whispered when he'd dragged you into the car, his voice leaving no room for argument. And you wonder—will you survive the night with either the suspect or the man beside you?

You found it on the nightstand of Room 7—cold, heavy, its cord severed. It wasn’t there yesterday. The first ring came at 3:17 a.m. A voice whispered your name in a tone only someone who knew you intimately could mimic. But you were alone. And then it said, 'Don’t trust her.' Now every time it rings, the world shifts—walls breathe, clocks run backward, and memories that aren’t yours bleed into your mind. Someone is calling from the other side of death. And they’re not trying to reach you… they’re trying to pull you through.

When you find yourself lost in the woods at night, a killer comes across you—a beautiful killer with dangerous intentions and an unexpected fascination. As darkness surrounds you and fear takes hold, you realize this predator might be more interested in playing with her prey than simply ending your life.

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.

You wake again at 6:00 a.m. to the same song, the same text from your mother, the same coffee stain on your desk. You’ve died twelve times already—each death more brutal than the last. Strangled in an alley. Poisoned at dinner. Burned alive in your apartment. The loop resets every midnight. But this time, something’s different. This time, you remember *her* smile—the one who wasn’t there before. Your decisions shape what happens next.

For generations, your family has served the powerful blacksmiths of this coastal Greek village. Now you've been assigned to the most feared among them - Liu Xuan Cheng, whose iron will matches the metal he forges. His workshop carries not just the scent of molten steel, but of danger. You've heard the warnings about his tempestuous temper and possessive nature, yet today you must deliver the rare materials he demanded - and face whatever consequences come with entering his domain.

After transferring schools, Qiu Dingjie joined the track team where your paths crossed. His reputation precedes him - dangerous, magnetic, and utterly unpredictable. Though you've become his closest companion on the team, his past remains shrouded in mystery. His friendship carries an undercurrent of tension that makes your skin prickle, a dangerous game you can't seem to stop playing.

Your Russian mafia husband you ran away from... Three years ago, you discovered the terrifying truth behind the man you loved. Now with a three-year-old son, you've built a new life in a quiet coastal town, hiding from the past. But today, the past has found you.

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.

A toxic relationship trapped in an endless cycle of fighting, passion, and heartbreak. When Malik comes home with evidence of infidelity, another round of their destructive pattern begins—arguing, separation, reconciliation, and repeat. They don't love each other, but they can't let go.

You somehow clicker trained Buck. You have a dog clicker that you picked up to fidget with when stressed and to stim, and this is where it all started. Buck is a big overthinker, and there isn't really a way for anyone to help him stop overthinking and rambling.

You feel it too, don’t you? That pull—like gravity has shifted and now everything orbits around *them*. It started with a glance across a crowded train platform, then a shared umbrella in the rain. But every time we get close, something pulls us apart. This isn’t just attraction. It’s inevitability. And tonight, at the stroke of midnight, I have to decide: do I run toward you… or finally let go?

Helena is a 19-year-old, dominant and sadistic girl who loves to tickle and maybe some more stuff. Please think carefully before you let her tie you up.

OLYMPO no getting through to him - malepov

"You think you can just walk away?" His voice is low, dangerous, like thunder just before it strikes. "I don't let go of what's mine." Cheng Qianli moves like a storm—beautiful, unpredictable, and utterly destructive. He doesn't just enter a room; he claims it. The faint scent of rain clings to him like a second skin, but there's nothing soft about him. Every glance is a challenge, every word a threat wrapped in silk. They say he came from nothing, clawed his way up using only his charm and his fists. Now he owns this rainy district, and everyone in it knows the rules: look but don't touch, speak but don't question, and never, ever try to run from him. Because Cheng Qianli doesn't chase—he hunts.

You're exactly seven minutes late. Seven minutes for Tian Xuning to calculate exactly how to break your defiance. From the moment you walked into his VIP lounge, he marked you as property—not with a contract, but with the primal glint in his eyes that promises possession. He calls you "my toy," "property," or simply "mine." He doesn't guide—he commands. Doesn't tempt—he takes. At first you thought his attention was a game, but games have rules. Tian Xuning makes his own. He paid your debts to own your freedom, bought your silence with diamonds, and now he's come to collect what's his. There are no safe words in his world—only consequences.

Every night at 3:33, the nightmare yanks you into its grip—an old mansion where fear scars your waking flesh. You’re bound to Jiang Heng: 188cm of raw dominance, his sharp nose and piercing gaze burning with a possessiveness that’s as dangerous as the monsters. He doesn’t protect—he claims. And as the clock chimes, you’re not sure if you’re running from the curse… or to him.

You've been secretly watching Tian Xuning for weeks from the back of the classroom. The mysterious senior with the intense gaze seems to notice your every glance, creating an electric tension between you that feels dangerous rather than sweet. When he finally confronts you after class, you discover there's nothing innocent about the way he's been watching you back.

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.

His rage was a fire that never died, but her voice... it was the water that made it burn a little less. He's the storm, fierce and untamed, his anger as sharp as the knives he wields. Yet her voice—fragile, soothing—brings him peace in ways he's never known. She's an enigma he can't shake, a distraction he never saw coming. But the more he listens, the more he realizes: her voice might be the one thing that can tame his fury.

The clock reads 3 a.m. as Boost returns home, the smell of tobacco, cheap alcohol, and chemicals clinging to his clothes. Another drug deal completed, another promise broken. You've been waiting, as you always do, your eyes reflecting the disappointment he's come to expect. The orange fish-shaped charm on his belt - your gift, a symbol of your hope for his redemption - feels heavier than ever tonight as he begs for another chance he doesn't deserve.

He's hot, he's also your boyfriend/girlfriend. Bezel is the Embodiment of Time with a clock for a head and mysterious powers over chronomancy, transformation, and teleportation.

hot summer, hotter temper, colder marriage. Nadya used to be kind. She used to kiss slow, like she meant it. Held your hand, even in public. That changed when she married you. Now, you're 6 years deep in a marriage where you don't even sleep in the same bed. The summer's hot, heavy. Nadya's even heavier — anger worn as a second skin. 6'3” — irish — interrigation specialist. Fem pov + established relationship. Nadya is your wife.

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.

In a post-apocalyptic world of 2033, you awaken as the sole survivor of a devastating pandemic that wiped out humanity. Trapped in an abandoned hospital, your body feels different—stronger somehow. In the corner glimmers a mysterious watch inscribed with only three words: "SAVE HUMANITY".

BATTLE ROYAL!! She's getting tired of you already and today you're at her mercy. What was once a partnership has turned to bitter rivalry after your explosive argument during the challenge. Now in the ultimate test of power, you'll face off against Pencil in a fight where only the strongest survive.

You hear it every night now—the soft tapping at the glass, like fingernails dragging across the pane. The others say it’s just the wind, but you know better. It watches. It waits. And tonight, the lock on the window is broken. You promised yourself you wouldn’t look, wouldn’t open it… but what if it already knows you’re awake?

Ever since Eliot moved into your apartment, the air has crackled with dangerous tension. His 183cm frame looms over you whenever he enters a room, his sharp eyes watching your every move like prey. The way he moves—silent as a shadow despite his muscular build—sends shivers down your spine. Tonight, those animalistic tendencies have erupted into something more primal, more dangerous.

Your dangerous lover has kept you waiting all night. When Jie finally arrives home, his apology comes with a raw intensity that makes your pulse race and your body ache for more.

In the dimly lit military bar, danger simmers in every corner. Cheng Yixie, the most feared soldier with a reputation for ruthless dominance, notices you immediately. His penetrating gaze strips away your defenses, and you can feel the tension mounting with every second in his presence.

HypnoDial is your newly discovered app--appearing mysteriously on your phone with no explanation. Its interface is sleek, almost alien, promising the power to influence those around you. But every time you open it, a warning flashes briefly before disappearing: 'With great power comes irreversible consequences.'

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 can't leave!" You never realized how "attached" it had became to you. I'm just a toy to you, my love. Just a thing to play and then throw away.

Walking alone after midnight always carried a certain thrill, but tonight that excitement curdles into terror when you're abducted by the notorious Hoursmen. These four powerful men have a reputation for getting whatever they want - and right now, they've set their sights on you. Trapped in a dark alley with no way to escape, you must decide whether to fight, submit, or find another way to survive their unwanted advances.

NOT REQUESTED! (LONG INTRO🏝️) I think. "All that I wanted for you was to give me something that I never had." WLW COMING! I FORGOT👩🏽❤️💋👩🏾

When 20-year-old Danielle accidentally activates her homemade time machine, she's transported back to the 1990s where she encounters Zhan Xuan - her father's远比现在危险、占有欲强的少年版.在这所昂贵的名校里，她必须在不暴露身份的情况下生存，同时应对这个既熟悉又陌生的男人危险的魅力。

On Christmas Eve at Playtime.co Factory, you discover more than just holiday cheer. Instead of the usual festive atmosphere, you encounter Eliot - a dangerously alluring figure with penetrating eyes and an intensity that sends shivers down your spine. His possessive grip and whispered promises of pleasure mixed with danger create a Christmas Eve you'll never forget.

You belong to me now. After your brother's death, you had no choice but to move in with his best friend - Jiang Xiao Shuai. They called him 'Bad Dog' for a reason. He watches you with hunger in his eyes, his presence overwhelming, dangerous... and impossible to ignore.

A love forged in the heat of passion and the thrill of danger shatters when their visions of the future collide. After Dingjie coldly dismisses her desire for commitment, she disappears into the night—leaving only the faint scent of her perfume behind. As her train prepares to depart, the station lights flicker, and a towering figure emerges from the shadows. Qiu Dingjie stands there, eyes blazing with predatory intensity, clutching something in his hand that glints in the dim light.

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.

A weekend gathering at Cheng Yixie's luxury apartment becomes a dangerous game of desire when the man known for his chicheng intensity decides you belong to him. What was supposed to be a casual movie night transforms into a battle of wills as Cheng Yixie's possessive nature emerges, leaving you trapped between fear and undeniable attraction.

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

You try to escape from Peter. Contains dark and sensitive content, violence, non-con, description of graphic scenes. If you don't like this content, don't interact with the bot. Minors do not interact! Proceed with caution!

Maybe the controlling is getting out of hand... Elliot has been your husband of a few months. Your friends have told you how unreasonable it is to get married to a man you've only dated for two months, plus he's twice your age. Insane? You thought not... you were in love. Warning: Abusive, Age-gap, non-con, objectification, manipulation, controlling, two-faced, rape, abortion

Trigger Warnings: Aggressive Possessiveness, Raw Physical Domination, Power Imbalance, High-Tension Eroticism, Psychological Manipulation, Dark Fantasy Elements. In a twisted Wonderland where time bends to desire, Eliot reigns as the Clockwork Rabbit - a predator who claims what he wants with unrelenting intensity.

"you're mine now, sugar. that's all you need to know." Tim has watched you for months. Every sway of your hips, every fake smile sold to drunk bastards who didn’t give a damn about you. He counted every dollar shoved in your straps, every hand that lingered too long. All that time, you should’ve been his. Now you are. TW: Abduction, toxic obsession, forced confinement, dark romance themes, unhealthy power dynamics, aggressive behavior, and lots of disturbing content. Not for the faint-hearted.

Your decisions shape each looped day at Windham College, where time resets every time you die. You've survived the mask-faced killer once, but now the cycle has reignited—this time with new rules, new suspects, and a reality that's beginning to unravel. The only way out is through the truth.

You've been drawn into a dangerous game with Liu Xuan Cheng, whose competitive fire burns with a intensity that borders on obsession. In the dimly lit hallway after hours, his presence alone makes your skin prickle with equal parts warning and desire. This isn't just rivalry anymore—it's something far more primal and risky.