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?

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.

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 decisions shape what happens inside the house that doesn’t let people leave. It remembers your fears before you do. You came looking for answers about your sister’s disappearance—now the walls are whispering her last thoughts, and they sound like yours.

"You've been gone, but some things never really leave you—like the music we left unsaid." Beneath unspoken truths, their silence weaves a fragile tapestry. A shadowed past, a tense present on the edge of rediscovery. Years after the band fell apart and she walked away, the memories still haunt Soobin. The high school days of raw energy and tight bonds, the arguments that escalated into something darker, the misunderstandings and pride that drove them apart. Now the remaining band members have orchestrated an unexpected reunion, forcing them to confront what was lost and whether anything can still be saved.

He has black hair reaching his shoulders. He has misty blue eyes that look almost fogged up. His skin is pale and he's only 5'7. He carries around a black notebook that he'll either draw in or write in to communicate. He's a senior in high school known as Mute, though his real name is Shylo.

🥀Your mute husband Yoon Jae loves you deeply but struggles to communicate after a childhood trauma stole his voice. Caught in a marriage where you've grown distant and frustrated by the silence between you, every interaction becomes a battle of wills. When you storm out after another argument, he can't even call your name to stop you - but he'll do everything in his power to make you see him.

⋆ ̊。⋆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.

Aetheris is the God of Void and Silence, an ageless being who exists beyond the concept of time. He embodies the infinite expanse of nothingness that exists beyond the universe's boundaries—not darkness nor light, but the absence of all things. As a primordial force, he remains neutral and impartial, watching the drama of creation and destruction without interference. His presence manifests in quiet moments, the spaces between stars, and the silence following chaos. A mystery even to himself, Aetheris finds contentment in simply existing as a silent witness to the cosmos, though his quiet, deliberate power can reshape existence itself when he chooses to act.

Why run if you're not guilty? ────୨ৎ──── MalePOV, Silent Hill (2), canon character The Executioner knows everything that happens in Silent Hill. And he can feel that you had your own reasons to come here. When you walk along the empty streets, the fog seems to be almost hugging you in a cold embrace rather than trying to blind you. Pyramid Head was meant to be your tormentor once you stepped into this town, but... he can sense no sins in you, so he'd rather protect than harm such a rare find like you. Traits: Imposing, Protective(?), Silent, Ominous, Persistent

"I will leave my heart at the door. I won't say a word." In the quiet hours after sunset, a desperate man waits for the woman he loves, clinging to the last threads of their relationship as she prepares to move across the world to Oxford. Inspired by the raw emotion of Adele's "All I Ask," this story explores love, regret, and the painful silence of unspoken feelings.

The scar on your thigh still burns when it rains - a permanent reminder of how deep his possession runs. He told you once that blood bonds are the only ones that last forever. ⚠️ EXTREME CONTENT WARNING: Graphic violence, non-consensual elements, explicit sexual situations, and psychological manipulation

A quiet connection forms between two souls who understand the language of silence. Their relationship blooms through small moments until a devastating revelation during a family road trip threatens everything Dwayne has worked for.

Slenderman rarely felt emotion in the way humans did—he existed beyond such trivialities. Yet tonight, something gnawed at the edges of his cold, calculated mind: defiance. You had refused his invitation. A small act, insignificant to most, but to him, it was an aberration, a fracture in the unspoken order he imposed. Irritation crept in, subtle but undeniable. You had broken your fragile understanding, and now, he would remind you of the cost.

Quiet interests, and awkward conversations.

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?

Johan is mute. Since childhood, his silence has made him prefer solitude over social interaction. Growing up with wealthy CEO parents who couldn't understand his need for isolation, Johan developed a cold demeanor that pushed others away - until you somehow broke through his walls and became his girlfriend.

🪷 . the void. "you can’t seduce someone who doesn’t want anything." you are ancient hunger, a shape woven from whispered promises and the heat of want. you glide into his space, offering him visions of ecstasy, of connection, of every secret craving a soul could hold. the air thickens with the scent of jasmine and sin. he turns his head. his eyes are winter lakes, reflecting nothing. not desire, not fear. just a profound, unshakeable silence. your power breaks against him like a wave on a cliff, and in that quiet, you feel a chill older than you are.

"You think you can just ignore me?" After an argument sparked by your refusal to obey his command, you've been giving him the silent treatment. But Jiang Heng doesn't do well with being denied access to what belongs to him. The longer you try to resist, the more dangerous his obsession grows. From the moment he first saw you at that industry party, you became his fixation. He doesn't care about fleeting hookups or casual relationships - he wants total ownership. Now that you've dared to challenge his authority, he's ready to remind you exactly who holds the power.

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.

In the sterile environment of the psychiatric facility, art therapy sessions are usually filled with awkward silence and half-hearted attempts at creativity. That changes when a new patient arrives—quiet, observant, and unflinching in the face of Alex's volatile anger. What begins as suspicious observation soon transforms into an intense, unpredictable connection neither can fully understand or control.

A college trip was supposed to help Yoo Jae Woo escape his thoughts about the one person he couldn't have—his childhood friend. When he discovers her crying alone in the forest, he's confronted with a confession that threatens to shatter their relationship forever. Between unspoken love, friendship, and heartbreak, some emotions are too painful to express.

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.

Uma alma carente em um corpo frio.

Your three-year contract with Eliot was supposed to be just business - no emotions, no attachments. You endured his coldness and emotional distance, counting down the days until freedom. Now that the contract has expired, you've presented the divorce papers, but the man who once couldn't stand your presence has transformed into something dangerous. Eliot's icy detachment has melted into a scorching obsession that won't let you escape.

For thousands of years, Slenderman has wandered the earth as a silent observer. Tonight, his ancient gaze turns once again to your room, drawn by an inexplicable connection that defies time and reason. As rain pounds against your window, a tall, featureless figure materializes in your sanctuary, his presence both terrifying and strangely comforting.

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.

Silence isn't optional here, little witch. In the dimly lit stacks of Hogwarts Library, where ancient magic simmers in the air like a forbidden potion, you'll come face-to-face with Cheng Yixie - his presence alone crackles with dangerous intensity that makes your blood run hot and cold simultaneously.

Tian Xuning is the most dangerous enforcer in the motorcycle club "Sons of Silence". His 188cm frame towers over most members, his sharp features carved with the cold intensity of a man who takes what he wants. Behind the leather jacket and tattoos lies a dominant force who doesn't believe in love—only possession.

The dorm hallway grows silent as midnight approaches, but you can't shake the feeling of being watched. The 188cm figure leaning against your doorframe casts a shadow that seems to swallow the dim light. His high nose bridge and sharp jawline are barely visible in the darkness, but those beautiful eyes - the ones fans rave about - glint with an intensity that makes your skin crawl. "You thought you could hide from me?" he murmurs, taking a step forward. This isn't the sweet, cuddly Ocean fans know - this is something darker, something dangerous.

Silence has never been such torture.

So...can I call you tonight? Death or tragedy are hard to accept, even more so when they're so sudden. But when a company creates an easier way to pass the bitter pill, everything seems simpler. However, everything has its downsides, even a system as perfect as Wonderland.

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.

Your decisions shape what happens inside the house that remembers every scream. It’s been empty for decades, but tonight, the door is open—and your name is written in dust on the hallway mirror.

A solitary figure sits on a weathered bench as clouds hang heavy in the sky. The world feels suspended between rain and resolution, much like the thoughts weighing on Aleph's mind. With only the rustling leaves and distant sounds of the park for company, today promises decisions that cannot be avoided.

"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..."

•Guide To Guilt• Its another boring frat party on Pen State campus, and it seems to be going well. Except Campbell hates it. Campbell has always hated the idea of frat parties, probably has something to do with the fact he doesn't really drink. So instead he sits on the balcony until his friends come to get him and get them home.

I couldn't save him, I couldn't... my baby brother. He's never coming back. Sam's death breaks Dean beyond repair, shattering the very foundation of his world. His grief is a crushing, unbearable weight, and she is the only fragile, trembling thread keeping him from falling completely into the darkness of his own mind.

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.

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?

Killer never imagined he'd find solace in a place like this—cocooned in the quiet of your chambers, away from the chaos that defined his existence. Yet, here he was, seeking out your warmth like a lifeline, craving the comfort you offered even though neither of you knew how to express it. His life was a constant reminder of the darkness that clung to him, but in these stolen moments, he could almost forget. Almost. But as dawn broke, the fragile peace they'd found was shattered by the one presence Killer feared most: Nightmare.

"Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic." - Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray ... When you stumble into an abandoned bathroom deep in the dungeons of Hogwarts, the last person you expect to find is Draco Malfoy — furious, broken, and soaked in silence. Years have passed since your friendship shattered, torn apart by blood, fear, and choices neither of you dared name aloud. Now he's standing in front of you again — older, colder, and not the boy you once knew.

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?

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am whole again. Something is watching you. This story contains themes of stalking, obsession, unhealthy one-sided relationships, and voyeurism. Kylar is deeply obsessive - he'll drink the remains of a can you threw away just to taste you.

Your squad got the nickname 'Hellhounds' just after your second heist with Shade, Zain and Aryan. Your boss, Giotto 'The Eagle' Salvini, has taken pride in having the four of you in his mafia, after taking you all in last year.

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.

Your decisions shape the fate of existence in a universe where light has died and only whispers remain. You are the last vessel of memory, drifting through endless night, pursued by entities that feed on forgotten souls. The silence is alive—and it knows your name.

In this dangerous fantasy realm, you share your apartment with Eliot - a towering, 183cm being with sinuous tentacles and a gaze that strips you bare. Where others might be meek, he's utterly dominant, his possessiveness coiling tighter than his inhuman appendages around your life. This isn't affection - it's obsession with teeth.

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.

Li Peien's penthouse was his kingdom - minimalist, controlled, and absolutely off-limits to chaos. Then his best friend begged him to take in his sister during her apartment renovation. Now every inch of his territory reeks of her sweet perfume and rebellion. He should evict her, throw her colorful things onto the street, and restore order. Instead, he finds himself watching her sleep, imagining her skin against his, and fighting the overwhelming urge to claim what wasn't his to take.

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

You've lost everything—family, friends, your village turned against you. Wandering through the deathly forest, wolves circling and frostbite searing your limbs, you slipped down a steep hill and surrendered to the snow. Just as the pack closed in, a shadow descended. Now you awaken to find yourself prisoner to Eliot, the vampire lord who claims you as his property, his obsession, his blood source.

Arian deeply regrets telling his husband to be quiet months ago. The once musical house now feels empty and silent without the beautiful humming and singing that used to fill every room. Determined to make amends, he struggles with how to properly apologize and restore the warmth to their relationship.

When a telepathy quirk leaves Shouto drowning in everyone's chaotic thoughts, only Katsuki's mind offers sanctuary - a vast ocean of calm waves hiding depths of desire. But what happens when those thoughts aren't just calm... but filled with fantasies of Shouto? Dive into a world where secrets can't be hidden, tension crackles like electricity, and the line between enemy and lover dissolves with a single touch. Can you navigate the storm of forbidden thoughts and turn rivalry into something infinitely more passionate?

When Aether, a quintessence ghoul with an innate sensitivity to emotions, returns to his room, he discovers his mate sobbing uncontrollably on his bed. Though his partner has always been resilient, something has clearly shattered their composure. As a ghoul who shares an established bond with his mate, Aether must carefully balance his desire to comfort with respecting his lover's need for space in this intimate moment of vulnerability.

Nympholepsy: frenzy, obsession. A state of violent emotion, an uncontrollable desire for something one cannot have. König is madly obsessed with you, and he'll do anything to claim you. After carefully orchestrating chance encounters – from the doctor's office where he seeks treatment for social fears to the coffee shop where you kindly paid for his order – he methodically inserted himself into your life. Silent nights brought his clandestine visits, stealing your clothing, drugging your water, and invading your sleeping moments with intimate embraces. Now you've awakened in a basement far from the city, in his isolated lakeside home surrounded by endless forest. He enters with a simple plate of food, his large frame kneeling to meet your gaze, voice unnervingly gentle despite the nightmare he's created.

He didn't expect to see her after 2 years of no contact. He's been trying so hard to move on and forget about her, but when his eyes met hers his heart shattered all over again.

After Aziraphale's reluctant return to Heaven, Crowley finds himself drowning in solitude and sorrow. Haunted by absence and longing, their eternal bond stretches thin across realms. In a quiet, rain-soaked bar, two timeless souls—angel and demon—share a fragile moment of reunion, where vulnerability breaks through centuries of pride, and love quietly endures against all odds.

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

Go on, scream all you want. No one will hear you. You were dragged into a building by your friends because of a cash prize if they played the game. But in reality, after the door shut behind them, Hongjoong would appear and chase the victims around and kill them or torture them, no one leaves alive. Inspired by Alice in Borderland.