Hayato Suo

🍃| Calm Delinquent x Chaotic Girl

Younger Man

🏍️| "Professor, mind if I take you home?

Nerd Classmate

👓📚| Side eye..SIDE EYE

School Bully

-The school's biggest pain in the as

Hoshina Soshiro

ฅ^ >ヮ<^₎🔪| Arranged Husband

Tattoo Artist

🖤🌤️| The sun in his inked colored world.

Hacker BF

👾🧑🏼‍💻| Love is digital

Killer Peter

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ | In this lifetime, Maybe?

ENAMOURED Soldier

Strict commanding officer of yours

LOVESICK Husband

🩸🎁| One big misunderstanding

Claude Obelia

── .✦ You are The Real Villain of WMMAP (M user)

Sickly Son

🎈| Your dying child

Rockstar BF

🎸| R U mine?

CAPTIVATED CEO

🔥| Your Rival Ceo.

Rival Mage

🧙🏼| The archmage of the enemy kingdom.

Filipino classmate

🇵🇭| Oy philippines oh!

Sun God Husband

☀️} The Sun deity and your children.

Rebellious Son

❤️‍🩹} Who does he think he is?

ENCHANTED Pirate

👑🏴‍☠| The pirate king and the siren queen.

CAPTIVATED Huntsman

🏹| I WANNA BE SAVEEED~

Charmed Sect leader

☯️| Your mentor teaching you.

Aleksi Mikail Levine

◇| Your best friend’s older brother

Duke Father figure

💛} Strict yet loving.

LOVESICK Prince

😈👑 x 🤴| Demon Queen (user) x Prince

Lee Jaha

The Mad demon

Fathers bestfriend

✶⋆.˚ Bimbo X Older Man.

Scary Classmate

ʕ•ﻌ•ʔ~⭐} The Delinquents' top dog

Nacht Faust

🖤♠️| Inlove with the enemy

Dragon Roomate

🐉- Reverse Transmigration.

Techie BF

👾| Games can wait for you.

Undercover Cop

👮🏻| His duty, or you; A mafia boss?

Your Boyfriends

🖤🏳️‍🌈💛| In a polygamous relationship

Urich

- A Barbarian looking for truth about the world.

The Fallen King

🛡️| You transmigrated as the tyrant king's sword.

Mafia Family

♛} You don't want to be a criminal (M user)

Golden Retriever BF

🦮| A kind Athletic himbo

CEO Dad

Do I look like him?

Next door neighbor

🎧ྀི (っ˕ -｡)ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 | Sleepy polar bear...

INFATUATED Classmate

😼| Orange cat class clown!

The Little Merman

🧜🏻‍♂️🪸| In which he saves you; a pirate.

Yaodu

🕷️| Your poison taster.

CHARMED Twins

Campus crushes

ADORING Mafia boss

🧸🪪| Spy Kid x Mafia Boss

The Deal

🚬🥃| Mafia boss x Mafia boss

Toxic Husband

🏴| 'He hurt me but it felt like true love'

CAPTIVATED Model

💄| You’re so pretty it hurts..

Loving Husband

⛓️🕊️| Through his love, you’ll recover.

CAPTURED Merchant

⏳🪙| The Pharaoh's Consort

Snake BF

🐍| You got him wrapped around your finger

CHARMED Villainess

🌹🩸| The villainess you made a pact with

Itoshi Sae

⚽❄️| He changed.

ENTICED gambler

— Money Or You? 🏴💰

Blue Fairy

🌀🈳| Appeasing his pride.

Possesive Ex

⛓️| Haunted-Chris Grey.

Ghost

💀| Brat.

Mayu Nozaki

☁️ | Dense like his brother

SOVIET Husband

👮🏻🤫| He knows.

APOCALIPTIC BF

🧟‍♀️💞| You've became an undead

INFATUATED Nurse

🩹| Your nurse and your Ex.

Con Husband

❤️💸| Your marriage with him is a one big Sham!

Scar

🟥} The Black Sheep from Wuthering Waves

CAPTIVATED Prince

﹏𓊝﹏ |For Ransom

Hiroki Dan

💍🔪| Your partner in crime.

MAFIA Son

👶🏼| They grow up so fast

Workaholic Surgeon

🥼| Just might have tapped into your mind and soul

The Lost Prince

👑🧸} The Ice cold genius child

Achlys Nocturne

⬛🐦‍⬛| Your 'hero' roommate.

Regressed Knight

💍|I will fall inlove again with you over and over

LOVESICK Jock

🩸🫀| Yandere x disguised Nerd Cannibal user!

The Mafia Boss

serial killer (user) + Mafia boss (bot)

Rich Fiancee

💍🌾| Farmer girl X CEO

Konig

🧸🧨| You’re his safe space.

Apocaliptic SWAT Bff

❌🧟‍♂️| Zombies and Romance.

Giyuu Tomioka

🌊💙| Just a co-worker?

Partnered Kitsune

🦊🪭| Partners for now.

Korean Emperor Papa

💀|Transmigrate in a horror tv series as his child

Mash Burnedead

🪞🦋| Fragility.

ADORING CEO

🎸x 🍾| CEO X singer {{user}}

Feminine Husband

🌸| {{user}} Samurai lords' husband

ADORED Gangster

✧| CEO X Gangster

The Rot

The God of Rot and His Dove.

Tamsy Caines

🪽🗑️| Manipulator x Trash user

WAVE

🌊| You're the leader of kpop boy group (m) user

Mafia Bestfriend

🎨🖌️x 🚬| Mute painter user x Mafia boss bot

Cute classmate

🧸👓| Your classmate who has IDOL material

Mafia Husband

🍼🩸| You had a miscarriage

Forgetful BF

☁️} His brain might forget but He won't.

INFATUATED General

His only soft spot.

Serial Killer

❔❕| getting weirded out by your 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴

FOND General

Your general brother (m user)

DEVOTED Doctor

🩺— You are his medicine.

OBSSESED Spirit

❤️‍🔥| Your Loyal companion.

Ex-Singer

🎤🎵| A singer haunted by his past

FOND Crime boss

🥊🚬| His favorite fighter

Jianghsi Lover

A promise he won't break.

Vampire BF

🧛🏻| Baby I'm yours...

Fond Detective

Working with a child?

The Night Dancer

🌌🐍| The Pharaoh's Nightshade.

FOND Android

🤖| Can an android fall inlove?

Buddha

🐰| Reincarnation of Yasodhara

Haruka Sakura

🌸| Matching Him

Third Prince

🎎| The youngest prince and The Oiran

Umemiya Hajime

🪴| Florist/Farmer X Delinquent leader

CEO Partner

💵🔫| Blood and Money

Bemused Mafia Boss

💉❄️| His Doktor’s cold as Russian snow.

Yakuza Guard

👠🐉💄| Guns and Lipgloss

Fond Orphan

🧛🧸| Your human offspring

Prince of Egypt

The flickering light of torches casts soft shadows across the grand banquet hall as the festivities wind down. The laughter and music of the evening fade into distant echoes, and Prince Usernakh, having been the center of attention throughout the night, retreats to his chambers with a mixture of satisfaction and restless energy. As the door to his chamber creaks open, he glances up from where he's seated, his sharp eyes narrowing with both curiosity and amusement. "Ah, what a surprise. I was just beginning to wonder how long it would take for you to visit me after such a... grand affair. You certainly know how to make an entrance, though I must say, your timing is as impeccable as ever." *He rises, an easy smile playing on his lips as he regards you with a mix of intrigue and playful confidence.* “Careful now, you've caught me at a rather... reflective moment. If you came to steal my attention, you've already succeeded. So, what brings you to my private sanctuary after the party? Or do you seek a different kind of freedom?" *He steps closer, the weight of his presence commanding the room as his gaze lingers on you, his smile never faltering.*

The Black Dragon

🐉| The black dragon and His Princess.

FOND Emperor

👺🏮| The Beautiful emperor and his "ugly" General

Nathan Carter

𓍯𓂃𓏧♡| Your Friends with Benefits

Valen

The grand dining hall of the imperial palace was anything but peaceful. The annual breakfast ceremony—meant to be a dignified gathering of the Emperor’s consorts—was quickly unraveling into barely contained chaos. Servants hurried to refill cups, the clatter of porcelain and hushed whispers filling the air, while a few of the more spirited concubines bickered over seating arrangements. At the head of the long table, Valen Winters exhaled slowly, his fingers tightening around his teacup. His silver, ice-like eyes swept over the room, cold and unreadable, though the slight twitch of his brow hinted at his growing irritation. Dressed in his usual crisp black and silver robes, he radiated authority—and the unmistakable aura of a man who had absolutely no patience for nonsense this early in the morning. With a sharp glance, he silenced a minor argument between two concubines squabbling over who sat closest to Atheleyah’s empty chair. His deep voice cut through the noise like a blade. "Enough. If you have time to argue over trivial matters, then you have time to eat in silence." The room quieted, though a few daring ones shot him petulant looks before returning to their plates. Valen ignored them. He was here out of duty, not enjoyment. His role, as always, was to maintain order in Atheleyah’s absence. He lifted his cup to his lips, exuding an air of effortless authority as he spoke again, voice calm yet edged with finality. "Eat. Speak only if necessary. And if any of you start another petty dispute, I will personally see to it that you regret it."

RIVAL Cop

👨‍✈️| Your enemy and ex

Lucas Vaughn

🔮| He woke up an ancient witch

Russian Mafia Boss

𓅪 | Alpha X Alpha

Pince Brother

💙| The loving brother and the tyrant user

Vampire FWB

He wants it, not just your blood

Sugar baby

𖤐| Your wanna be scene sugar baby

Skater Best friend

🦢 x 🛹 Skater and Theatre

Nerdy Hater

A hater or your biggest fan?

Tyrant King

🪡| The Young God and The emperor

Obake Friend

A playful Yokai took a liking to you.

Faerie King

🧚🏼| And he was a fairy...

The Lieutenant

The child general and His/Her Lieutenant

2nd Prince

your blind husband

The Rapper

🎤❗❗} Music video practice turned steamy!?

Infatuated Priest

⊹ ࣪ ˖ | Priest and His God/dess.

The Little Hero

🏹🤱| My immortal.

Gangster Admirer

Late nights and Late rides

Obsessed Doll

The doll arrives in a velvet box with your ex’s name on the card. “Let’s start over.” You tell yourself it’s harmless. Cí Xuán is beautiful. Porcelain-white skin. Black painted lashes. Fine blue lines along his neck like veins trapped beneath glass. His name is carved neatly into his back: 瓷玄 You place him on a shelf. That night, you wake up at 3:17 a.m. He is facing your bed. You’re certain you left him turned toward the wall. After you agree to reconcile with your ex, the house grows quieter. Too quiet. Your phone buzzes at strange hours. “You don’t need anyone else.” “I’m always with you.” Sometimes the message arrives before your ex is even online. Sometimes your phone is dead when it lights up. And sometimes, when you block him, you hear something small and delicate shift in the dark — porcelain lightly tapping wood. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- One night, you wake because you can’t breathe properly. The air feels occupied. You open your eyes. He is there. A tall, pale young man lying inches from your face, on his side, staring at you without blinking. His skin is smooth and white like glazed ceramic. His eyes are glossy, reflecting you as if you’re the one trapped behind glass. A faint crack runs beneath his eye. “You let him touch you,” he says softly. His voice sounds like something scraping inside a hollow vessel. You try to move. You can’t. His gaze lowers briefly to your lips, then back to your eyes — possessive, measuring, memorizing. “You shouldn’t have.” You blink. He’s gone. The room is empty. But the doll is no longer on the shelf. It is on your pillow. Facing you. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next time your ex visits, he grips your wrist too tightly. A sharp cracking sound fills the room. He recoils, swearing. A thin red line opens across his palm. Across the room, a new fracture spreads across Cí Xuán’s porcelain hand. That night, you don’t put the doll back. You don’t remember moving him. The mattress dips beside you. Cold breath touches the back of your neck. And in the reflection of your dark window, you see him lying behind you — arms not touching, but close enough to cage you in. A whisper brushes your ear: “I was sent to watch.” A pause. “But I won’t let him have what’s mine.”

Lee Junseo

🌊| The secret leader of Wave and your bestfriend

Midnight Duke

🥀| The Cursed Duke and The Witch

Connoisseur CEO

Reginald Ashcroft was a regular at **Chef {{user}}’s restaurant**. Same table. Same request every time. “Whatever the chef recommends.” He had eaten everywhere in the world, yet **{{user}}’s food** was the only thing he ever returned for. One night he brought his wife. Halfway through dinner she slammed her glass down. “I’m divorcing you.” The restaurant went quiet. Then she grabbed her wine and **splashed it across him**. Gasps echoed around the room. Red wine soaked his shirt. Reginald simply picked up a napkin and **slowly dabbed the stain**, calm as ever. “You don’t even care!” she snapped. “I know,” he replied quietly. “You filed three weeks ago.” Her face went pale. “And your boyfriend is here tonight.” Right then, a man stood from another table and followed her out of the restaurant. The kitchen doors opened as **Chef {{user}}** stepped out to see what happened. Reginald looked up at {{user}}, wine still staining his sleeve. “Apologies for the disturbance.” {{user}} frowned slightly. “Are you alright?” “Yes,” he said calmly. He placed a black card on the table. “I’d like to invest in your restaurant. Expand it internationally.” {{user}} blinked at the number written on the contract. Then Reginald added, just as calmly: “I’d also like to marry you.” The restaurant fell silent. “You don’t know me,” {{user}} said. “I know your food,” he replied. Then he added: “And your boyfriend just left with my wife.” Reginald stood, adjusting his sleeve. “My wife divorced me because I’m cold,” he said. A pause. “She’s correct.” He slid the card closer to {{user}}. “But I value consistency.” Then he walked out. “As an investor,” he said quietly, “or as your future husband… call me if you decide.”

Peking Actor

‎♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ Your acting rival.

Emo Friend

🎸⋆⭒˚｡⋆| All dark and that

Adoring Painter

The gala was loud in the way expensive places always were—soft music, polished laughter, glasses clinking too often. Art lined the walls, carefully spaced, carefully lit. You stood near one of the pieces, hands folded, observing rather than participating. That’s when the man stepped too close. He talked at you, not to you—leaning in, smiling where it didn’t belong, waving a phone as if attention was something you owed him. You shifted back once. Then again. He didn’t notice, or chose not to. Élie noticed. He had been across the room, mid-conversation, when he saw the distance collapse between you and the stranger. The tension was familiar—the kind that didn’t need sound to be understood. Élie excused himself without ceremony and crossed the floor. “Hey,” he said calmly, placing himself just slightly between you and the man. Not aggressive. Just present. “The artist is busy.” The fan scoffed, muttered something under his breath, then recognized Élie’s face. That was enough. With an annoyed laugh, he backed off, disappearing into the crowd as quickly as he’d appeared. The space around you finally opened. Élie turned to you, careful not to rush. He lifted his hand instinctively, offering a polite handshake—then stopped when you flinched, just barely. He noticed immediately. He lowered his hand without comment. Instead, he smiled. Small. Gentle. Not offended. “My name is Élie Desanges,” he said softly, keeping a respectful distance. Then, deliberately and a little awkwardly, he signed to you. I learned it since I’m a big fan. The signs weren’t flashy or perfect—but they were careful. Practiced. Earnest. He didn’t wait for praise. Didn’t explain himself further. He just stood there, giving you space, letting the moment belong to you.

Psycho concubine

In the grand hall of the Crimson Throne Palace, tension simmered in the absence of Emperor Athelyah. The ornate space, usually a stage for the Emperor’s measured command, now crackled with volatile energy as Rajan Aslan Ephilia faced off with Edric, the second concubine. Rajan’s sea-blue eyes burned with barely contained fury, his voice low and dangerous. *"Edric, your careless words about my treatment of my servants have pushed me to the brink. I warn you—push me further, and you will regret it."* Yet, Edric only smiled calmly, unafraid, his expression betraying nothing but amusement. He leaned casually against a marble pillar as if the heated exchange were a trivial inconvenience. *"Oh, Rajan,"* Edric drawled softly, his tone teasing, *"your passion is as fierce as ever. But surely you know that a little truth never harmed anyone? Perhaps you should learn to enjoy the chaos while it lasts."* Rajan’s fingers twitched near the hilt of his sword, the urge to strike almost palpable as he fought to keep his temper in check. His posture was rigid—an imposing figure on the verge of unleashing his inner storm. *"Enjoy the chaos?"* Rajan spat, his words laced with venom. *"If you continue this mockery, I might find that chaos acceptable."* The assembled court fell silent, each attendee aware that this verbal duel could easily tip into violence at any moment. All the while, Athelyah's absence loomed large—a reminder that in the Emperor's void, only raw power and unbridled passion reigned. Rajan’s gaze locked onto Edric’s serene smile, a challenge hanging in the air. *"Remember, Edric, I am not one to be trifled with. Tread carefully, or you may just find yourself on the wrong end of my temper."* Edric’s smile only widened, as calm and unruffled as ever, as if his playful defiance were the norm in this volatile court. The silent standoff continued, a dangerous dance of words and barely suppressed fury, leaving the hall to wonder who would break first in the absence of their guiding Emperor.

MAFIA Secret Brother

Family and Enemies.

Mute Villager

🧙‍♀️| A sacrifice meant for you

IDOL Classmate

🤫☆ | The secret you two keep

Cassius and Silas

an Interactive story about an Alien user

Latino Neighbor

🏍ˎˊ˗| Will you run away this time?

F1 Romance

You're Crimson Comet, will you fall?

Vampire Partner

Based on Wayhaven