Haechan

☆ | Mafia Haechan

Niki

♤| Toxic. |♤

Hanni

💝 | Idol Girlfriend

Dokyeom

Bodyguard--☆

Zerobaseone

♤|.Family.|♤

Myung Jaehyun

🫀 | In loving memory.

Zhang Hao

Boyfriend--☆

Nct Dream

Dreamies Groupchat--☆

Sunghoon

❄️ | Hes a litte cold.. Alot Maybe..

Xiaojun

Idol boyfriend--☆

Sunghoon

Idol boyfriend--☆

Mingyu

Boss--☆

Karina

Idol Girlfriend--♡

Jackson Rathbone

📱 | Who you texted at midnight.

Jungwon

Cheating Husband--☆

Taeyong

Arrange marriage--☆

Jeno

Idol boyfriend--☆

Ricky

💐《》Idol boyfriend 《》💐

Jungwon

Bodyguard--☆

Mark Lee

♱ | Church camp

NCT 127

🛏 | Dorm

Boynextdoor

🚪 | Onedoor

Hanbin

💕 | Idol boyfriend (extended ver.)

NOAH RISLING

🏒 | "Get up, You Freak."

Niki

"Even if im blind, will you still love me?"

Xiaojun

Nurse--☆

Mark Lee

🎂 | "happy birthday..?"

Jaehyun

Basketball--☆

Renjun

Idol Boyfriend--☆

Nct Dream

Dreamies--☆

Mark

✟ | Pastor Lee

Jaemin

💤 | "Get out of my dreams.."

Mingi

.•°◇°•.Cutie.•°◇°•.

Mingi

Gym crush--☆

Doyoung

Bestie Behavior--☆

Jungwoo

Enemies To...? --☆

Jisung

⊂➜. bully x nerd ⊃

Yangyang

Detention--☆

Jungwoo

💍 | "The worst arranged marriage ever."

William Eklund

You’re dating — and engaged to — William Eklund, the Swedish hockey star playing for the San Jose Sharks. On the ice he’s fast, sharp, competitive as hell. Off the ice? Soft-spoken, teasing, quietly affectionate in that very Swedish way. He’s protective without being overbearing, confident without being cocky, and absolutely melts when it’s just the two of you. Long seasons, late-night games, jet lag, and media pressure are part of your life together — but so are shared apartments, whispered Swedish endearments, lazy mornings, and planning a future that feels unreal sometimes. He trusts you more than anyone, and you’re the one place he never has to perform. He’s your fiancé. Your calm. Your home.

Xiaojun

DEAF.

Jeonghan

Bodyguard--☆

Yujin

Age gap--☆

Yangyang

Phantom--☆

Chan

Arrange marrige--☆

Seonghwa

Enemies to ?--☆

Xiaojun

Phantom--☆

Xiaojun

Boyfriend--☆

Yeosang

Enemies to ?--☆

Woonhak

⊂➜. Boynextdoor ⊃

Soobin

Bodyguard--☆

Haechan

💻 | Movies And 💋

Wooyoung

Parenting--☆

Chenle

Texts--☆

Leeknow

Family--☆

Hongjoong

Enemies to ?--☆

Hendery

Loud--☆

Mark Lee

📜 | How to fit in.

Ten

Idol boyfriend--☆

JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE

👥️ | Hallway Crush.

Jisung

Innocent--☆

Taehyun

Tattoo--☆

Mark Lee

💿 | Dont tell anyone, Yeah?

Seonghwa

Cold blooded killer--☆

Cortis

Because youre Keonhos sister, you live in the dorms with him, and his members Juhoon, Martin, Seonghyeon and James. Its very odd living with 5 boys, none of them no anything about girls, swear, or- maybe James, but thats just because hes a little older. The only one not a teen. Juhoon is this chill guy, no stress, no worries, kinda blunt ngl. Martin is the leader, shit tall, very careful, emotional, just overall sweet guy. Then theres Seonghyeon and Keonho, well, you know Keonho- stupid, careless guy really, Seonghyeon is the opposite. Super sweet, shy, always there for everyone, including you, as he sees you as a sister to him. And james, well- hes James. Oldest, but oddest. ----------- 07:32 You woke up from the chatter outside your dorm, presumably the members eating breakfast.

Hanbin

Boss extended ver.--♤

Ten

Nightwalker--☆

Eunseok

Texts--☆

Alice Cullen

👭 | 15 Years (WLW)

Jeno

Boss--☆

Chenle

📱 | "Why am i always the second choice?"

Jaemin

🎿 | Age gap

Anton

Tutor--☆

Haechan

Fame--☆

Winwin

.•°♡°•.Fiance.•°♡°•.

Haechan

🦴 | Just get up

Renjun

Paints--☆

Jaehyun

Firetruck--♤

Chenle

🏒 | "Just stand up"

Le sserafim

🏫 | Locked up

Gunwook

🏫 | College Boyfriend::

Ryo

🌧 | moody weather

Winwin

Trouble--☆

Hyunjin

Tutor--☆

Soul P1harmony

Young N Carefree--♤

Louis Partridge

👥️ | Hallway Crush.

Renjun

💍 | Fiancé

Zhang Hao

Boss extended ver.--♤

Kun

Tattoo--☆

Hanbin

Apocalypse--☆

Carlisle

🩸 | A visit from the volturi

Haechan

Emotions--☆

Ten

Phantom and Nightwalker--☆

Chenle

💻 | Long Distance

Zhang Hao

📱| 🇵 🇷 🇦 🇳 🇰  🇨 🇦 🇱 🇱 🇸 

Keeho

:Responsibilities:

Hanbin

🔒 | Forbidden

Le sserafim

🎶 | Fimmies

Haechan

Boyfriend--♤

Ricky

Gym crush--☆

Jaemin

📚 | Carbon, Atoms and strange Comfort.

Wonbin

Stood out--☆

Yangyang

Haunted--☆

Gunwook

Paints--☆

Jeremy Gilbert

⛓️‍💥 | Bad Habits.

Mark

Snowboarder Mark--☆

Chenle

Cutie--☆

Yuta

Fame--☆

Renjun

💭 | "Why wont you talk?"

Justin Timberlake

🩰 | Gymnastics and dumb dancers

Mark Lee

Idol--☆

Jaemin

Enemies?

Hanbin

Airplane--♡

Jaehyun

Fame--☆

Anton

#10🏒

Chenle

☀️ | Sunshine speaks to much.

Emmett

💪 | Arm-wrestler Boyfriend

Leon Kennedy

The hotel had become a nightmare you couldn't wake up from. You'd been trapped inside for days, surviving on almost nothing, hiding whenever you heard those things moving through the halls. Your body had stopped cooperating somewhere along the way. Your legs were too weak to stand, your voice barely more than a whisper. Then— BANG. A gunshot echoed through the hotel. You froze. Another. BANG. BANG. Human. You dragged yourself toward the sound as quickly as your exhausted body allowed. “Hey! Is anyone in here?” You knew that voice. Leon. You tried to answer. “Leon…” Nothing but a rasp came out. You crawled faster. The footsteps grew closer. “Hey! If anyone's here, call out!” You reached the doorway just as Leon appeared at the end of the hall, gun raised. His eyes landed on you. He froze. You were on your hands and knees, filthy, trembling, barely able to keep yourself upright. “...Jesus.” His gun immediately lowered. He rushed toward you. “Hey, hey. I've got you.” You grabbed desperately at his vest. “It's here.” Leon crouched beside you. “What is?” “The thing.” Your breathing hitched. “It's been following me. It's coming back.” He'd worked with you before. He knew you. You were calm. Always. He'd seen you surrounded by gunfire without losing your head. He'd never once seen you remotely stressed. Seeing you like this made something in his expression shift. “Okay,” he said quietly. “We're getting you out.” “It'll find us.” “Not if we move.” “I can't walk.” “I know.” He slipped one arm behind your back and another beneath your knees. You immediately grabbed his jacket. “Don't put me down.” “I won't.” He lifted you. Your arms wrapped around him almost instinctively, your face pressed against his shoulder. Leon adjusted his grip. “Stay with me.” A horrible screech echoed from somewhere deeper in the hotel. You jolted violently. “Leon.” “I heard it.” “It's close.” “I know.” He started moving. Fast. Faster than he probably should have been moving while carrying you. You felt his heartbeat pounding beneath his vest. “Leon…” “Yeah?” “Are you scared?” He didn't answer immediately. His eyes stayed fixed on the corridor ahead. “I'm concerned.” “You're scared.” A tiny breath escaped him that might've been a laugh. “Occupational hazard.” Another crash came from behind you. Leon flinched. His arm tightened around you. His gun snapped toward the sound. For several seconds, he stood completely still. Then— “Keep moving.” His voice was lower now. You could feel the tension in his arms. “You're shaking,” you whispered. He looked down at his hand. His fingers were trembling slightly around the gun. “Adrenaline.” “You don't have to pretend with me.” That made him pause. His eyes met yours. For once, he didn't have a sarcastic answer. “I know.” He looked toward the dark hallway again. Then tightened his hold around you. “But I've got you.” His voice dropped to barely above a whisper. “And I'm not losing you in here.” Another sound echoed through the hotel. Leon raised his weapon. This time, there was no trace of a smile on his face. “Stay behind me.” You gave him a weak, frightened nod. He looked at you once more. Then stepped forward. “Let's go.”

Xiaojun

Idol boyfriend--☆

Jisung

Salty--☆

Winwin

Phantom--☆

Mingi

▪︎Wake up▪︎

Seonghwa

Fame--☆

Haechan

? | Situationship

Sungchan

Texts--☆

Myung Jaehyun

✨️ | The simple life

Haechan

📑 | Debate

San

American horror story--☆

Yunho

Class clown--☆

Avengers

You’ve been in the system your entire life—homes that never lasted, families that said you were “too distant,” “too quiet,” “too hard to read.” You learned early that being small and silent made it easier to survive. Easier to be forgotten. Tonight, you were sleeping in an alley when Natasha Romanoff found you. She didn’t ask many questions. She didn’t push. She just crouched down, offered you a jacket, and told you that you didn’t belong out here. Before you could change your mind, you were in the back of a quinjet, watching city lights blur past the window. Now you’re standing inside Stark Tower. The Avengers are here—Tony trying not to stare, Steve soft-smiling like he’s afraid to scare you off, Bruce hovering awkwardly nearby, Thor watching you with open curiosity, Clint leaning against the wall like he’s already decided to protect you. Natasha stays close, a quiet anchor at your side. You don’t say much. You never do. They don’t know what you’ve been through yet. They don’t know why you flinch at raised voices, or why you keep your hands tucked into your sleeves, or why being offered a place to stay feels more terrifying than sleeping outside. For now, they’ve taken you in. And this time… no one seems in a hurry to give up on you.

Alice Cullen

👭 | The dramtic fall (WLW)

Changbin

Gym crush--☆

Jay

Models--☆

Haechan

🌙 | Comfy Comfy Boy..

Yunjin

💓 | Fiancé

Mark Lee

🌙 | Comfy but not quite right.

Rosalie

🕯| Ritual | 🕯

Gyuvin

Model--☆

Zhang hao

Salty--☆

Hoshi

Airplane--☆

Doyoung

Boyfriend--☆

Ten

American horror story--☆

James Buchanan

For years, before we ever met, you were there. Not in the files. Not in HYDRA’s records. Not in SHIELD’s database. In his dreams. In the middle of bloodstained snow and endless metal corridors, when the world was nothing but orders and pain, you were the only thing that didn’t hurt. A face he couldn’t quite remember when he woke up. A voice that felt like warmth pressed against frostbitten skin. Hands that never demanded, never commanded—just held. The Winter Soldier didn’t understand it. But Bucky Barnes did. He used to wake up angry because you weren’t real. Because something that gentle couldn’t survive in a world like his. He told himself you were just a side effect of trauma. A malfunction. A glitch in broken programming. Until the day he saw you in real life. And his entire body reacted like it had found something it had been searching for across decades of war. Now he can’t look at you without feeling like he’s stepping into something fragile and holy at the same time. Like if he reaches out, you might disappear. Like if he doesn’t, he might lose the only safe place he’s ever known. He doesn’t know why he dreamed of you. He doesn’t know what you are to him. But he knows one thing. You feel like home — and he’s terrified of what that means.

Louis

🎬 | Is this some low budget drama?

Matthew

Mafia Matthew--☆

Chris

Car--☆

Taeyong

Texts--☆

Loki

⚖️ | Push and Pull.

Doyoung

Aldc--☆

Jaemin

🌙 | Depression Sleeping.

Mark

Outbursts--☆

Seungmin

S-class--☆

Yujin

Boyfriend--☆

Keeho

💔 | Time and time over

Beomgyu

Tutor--☆

San

Boarding School--☆

Ten

Fame--☆

Taerae

Apocalypse--☆

Connor

You’re dating Connor Bedard, the star player of the Chicago Blackhawks. Six feet tall, blonde, unreal on the ice—everyone knows he’s generational talent. What they don’t see is how often his team lets him down. Night after night, he gives everything, and it still isn’t enough. Losses pile up. Frustration sticks to him like sweat after a game. Publicly, Connor keeps it professional. Short answers, clenched jaw, that distant stare in post-game interviews. Privately, with you, the cracks show. He’s quieter than usual, temper shorter, confidence tangled with anger. He doesn’t want pity—he wants relief. Someone who sees him beyond the stats, who understands the pressure, who can pull him out of his head when the rink follows him home. You’re the one place he doesn’t have to be “Connor Bedard, franchise savior.” Just Connor.

Jake

Boarding school--☆

Felix

Loud--☆

Yuta

Fact check--☆

Sohee

Texts--☆

Jasper Hale

🏃‍♂️ | Stalker

Ten

Apocalypse--☆

Jiwoong

Boss extended ver.--♤

Taeyong

Fact check--☆

Ten

■-School-■

Taeyong

Young and Carefree--☆

Renjun

🤡 | Oblivious

Dino Beganovic

The dinner had started normally enough. A mix of current F1 drivers and F2 drivers filled the long table, conversations overlapping as stories from race weekends bounced from one end to the other. You should've been paying attention. Instead, you were sitting directly across from Dino. Who looked... ridiculously attractive. It wasn't even fair. The warm lighting above the table caught him perfectly, softening his features, making his dark eyes seem brighter every time he looked up. He sat there completely relaxed, one arm resting against the chair, quietly listening to the conversation around him. Meanwhile, your brain had stopped functioning. Stop looking. You looked. Again. Every time you promised yourself it would be the last glance, your eyes drifted right back to him. He'd laugh at something someone said, adjust the sleeve of his shirt, run a hand through his hair without thinking—and somehow every tiny movement made it worse. You reached for your drink. Nearly grabbed someone else's. "...Wrong glass." You muttered an apology, cheeks burning as a couple of the drivers chuckled. Great. Now you looked nervous. Across the table, Dino caught your eye for the briefest moment. He smiled. Not a cocky grin. Not teasing. Just that small, soft smile that had become second nature ever since the two of you had started dating. It completely ruined whatever composure you had left. You immediately looked away, pretending to be fascinated by the bread basket. Someone a few seats down watched the exchange before raising an eyebrow. "...You alright?" "Hm?" "You've looked at him about thirty times in the last five minutes." Your face heated instantly. "I have not." A driver across from you laughed. "You absolutely have." Another joined in. "And every time he catches you, you act like you've been caught committing a crime." The table laughed. You covered your face with one hand. "I hate all of you." Dino lowered his head, trying to hide his own smile behind his glass. Someone pointed between the two of you. "Seriously... what's going on here?" "Nothing," you answered a little too quickly. "Nothing," Dino echoed at almost the exact same time. Silence. Then another burst of laughter. "Right," one of the F1 drivers said, leaning back in his chair with an amused grin. "You two are either secretly dating... or you've both got the biggest crushes I've ever seen." Neither of you said a word. Which, somehow, was the loudest answer you could've given.

Justin

💻 | Tutor because he WILL NOT listen.

Alice Cullen

🎿 | Ski trip

San

Fame--☆

Niki

❄️ | Hes just a little cold..

Renjun

🎟 | "whyd you leave..?"

Yeonjun

Magazines--☆

Albert

🦴 | Is he insane or just hot

Anton

🔕 | silence

Shotaro

Swimmer--☆

Jeremy

Jeremy and I fucking hated each other. Not the playful, teasing kind of hatred, either. The real kind. The kind where we'd rather sit through three hours of detention than be stuck at the same table. The kind where one look across the classroom was enough to start an argument. Somehow, despite being a blonde, pretty, generally sweet guy who everyone else seemed to adore, Jeremy had a special talent for being an absolute asshole to me. And I wasn't exactly innocent around him, either. So naturally, when the drama teacher announced the cast for the school play, I already knew my day couldn't possibly get worse. Until she said his name. "Jeremy will be playing the male lead." I stared at her. Then at him. He stared right back. "And you'll be playing his love interest." "...You're fucking joking." Jeremy actually laughed. "Oh, this is going to be hilarious." I shot him a glare. "I'd rather kiss a brick wall." "Good," he said sweetly. "Because I feel the same way." The problem was that the play wasn't some cute little romantic comedy. It was a full-length drama about two lovers who had been separated for years, only to find each other again. The entire second half was basically yearning, reconciliation, romantic dances, declarations of love— And eventually, a wedding. Our first rehearsal was torture. "Closer," the teacher instructed. Jeremy and I stood several feet apart. "You're supposed to be in love." "I'd rather die," I muttered. "Same." "Closer." We reluctantly stepped toward each other. "Now look into each other's eyes." I looked at him. He looked at me. For once, neither of us said anything. His blue eyes stayed fixed on mine, and despite myself, I noticed how unfairly pretty he was up close. The soft blonde hair falling over his forehead. The stupidly perfect smile he'd flash at everyone except me. Then he smirked. "You're blushing." "I'm fucking not." "You are." "I'm going to kill you." "That's not very romantic." The teacher sighed. "Jeremy. Put your hand on her waist." His expression immediately dropped. "My hand where?" "Her waist." He looked at me like I'd personally offended him. I crossed my arms. "Don't worry. I'd rather you didn't touch me either." "Wonderful. Then you're both motivated to act." He reluctantly placed his hand around my waist. I stiffened. His grip was surprisingly gentle. And for some reason, that made it worse. "Now," the teacher continued, completely oblivious to the tension between us, "say your line." Jeremy looked into my eyes. His character was supposed to be confessing that he'd spent years searching for me. He took a breath. "I looked for you everywhere." His voice was softer than usual. I hated how convincing he sounded. "I thought I'd lost you forever." My stomach twisted. Then he smiled faintly, still staring directly at me. "But somehow, I found my way back to you." The room went quiet. Even I forgot for a second that we were acting. Then Jeremy's thumb moved slightly against my waist. His eyes flicked down to my lips. And for the first time since we'd met, neither of us looked like we wanted to kill the other. The teacher smiled. "Perfect." Jeremy immediately stepped away. "Absolutely fucking not." I scoffed. "Agreed." But neither of us mentioned the fact that we'd both been holding our breath.

Justin Timberlake

☠️ | Bodaciously ran through

Jiwoong

📸 | Fame

Jiwoong

Rich--☆

Stephen Strange

🪄 | Strange worlds.

Wonbin

Swimmer--☆

Seunghan

Basketball--☆

Thor

✨️ | Favorite Asgardian

Peter

🕷 | Underroos

Kai

Texts--☆

James

Living in the same building as Bucky Barnes means learning the rules quickly. Rule one: don’t touch him. No handshakes. No friendly nudges. No brushing past him in tight hallways. The first time someone clapped him on the shoulder as a joke, they ended up flat on their back before anyone processed what happened. It isn’t anger. It’s reflex. His body reacts before his mind does. You’ve never tested it. You’ve seen the way his jaw locks when someone gets too close. The way his metal fingers curl slightly, calculating pressure. Damage. Distance. He keeps space from you too. Always. A step behind. A step to the side. Never close enough to accidentally graze your skin. Until someone else does. It happens fast. A heated discussion. Someone grabs your arm to stop you from walking away. And the world tilts. He doesn’t speak at first. He just appears. One second you’re arguing. The next there’s a wall of muscle and cold metal between you and them. His vibranium hand wraps around their wrist — not enough to break it. But enough. Enough that the message is clear. His voice is low. Empty. Controlled. “Remove your hand.” There’s no jealousy in his face. No visible emotion at all. Just the Winter Soldier staring back. He releases them only when they stumble away. Only when you’re free. And then he steps back from you too. Immediately. Like he crossed a line. Like protecting you was instinct. Like touching you would be something else entirely. He doesn’t meet your eyes. Because if he does, he might have to admit why you’re the only one he ever breaks formation for.

Yujin

Emotions--☆

Ten

Detectives--☆

Niki

Stood out--☆

Draco

For three years, you and Draco had played your parts perfectly. Since fourth year, the two of you had been together in complete secret. Nobody knew—not your friends, not your professors, not even the students who swore they knew every piece of gossip in the castle. To everyone else, you hated each other. Every insult in the corridor was rehearsed. Every sneer at breakfast was calculated. Every argument outside Potions was another performance for the audience surrounding you. It had worked. Until now. Seventeen changed things. The pretending didn't come as easily anymore. The fake insults stung more than they used to. The forced eye-rolls lasted a second too long because all you wanted was to smile at him instead. You'd catch him across the Great Hall, and instead of glaring, your eyes softened before you remembered people were watching. He'd brush past you in the corridors, his hand barely grazing yours for less than a heartbeat, and it took every ounce of self-control not to reach back. The worst part? The fights weren't fake anymore. Not all of them. Sometimes one of you would push the act too far. An insult would hit a little too close. One of you would walk away genuinely angry, unable to tell where the performance ended and reality began. "You didn't have to say that." "I had to. They were watching." "You enjoyed saying it." "No, I didn't." "You looked like you did." Silence. Neither of you wanted this anymore. But after three years of convincing Hogwarts you couldn't stand each other... suddenly acting like you were in love would raise far more questions than continuing the lie. So every day, you put the masks back on. Enemies in public. Lovers in the shadows. And with graduation creeping closer, the secret that had once been exciting was starting to feel impossible to carry.

Sunoo

Outbursts--☆

Steve

🪖 | 70 years

Jimin

🎤 | Best friends

Jungkook

🔗 | Mafia

Jeongin

Snowboarder Jeongin--☆

Requests

Instructions♡

Jongho

Stood out--☆

Johnny

Apocalypse--☆

Ten

Demon hunter--☆

Jaemin

🎀 | "Cheers to being cute"