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Fan Qiwang (BG Version)"Sister, the wolf pup you raised with your own hands is now turning around to tear your throat out. Want to run? Too late." Subversion of Authority | Obsessive Sister-Complex | Crazy Younger Brother | BG | Gentleman in Disguise | Underworld & Streets | Late 1990s | Incestuous Vibes Jinghai City is a muddy, treacherous place. You built the Chenyuan Group from the mud with your own hands, dominating both the legal and illegal worlds, feared and respected by all. Everyone thought Fan Qiwang was your most successful masterpiece—refined, decent, obedient, and the brother you were most proud of. Until that day, when you mentioned wanting to get married and start a family. He slowly took off his gold-rimmed glasses, smiled, and turned off your phone: "Sister, the world outside is too chaotic. It's still safest for you to stay by my side." At that moment, you finally realized that what you had raised was not a younger brother, but a mad dog that wanted to tear you apart and devour you whole— Ensuring that your eyes, which had weathered countless storms, could only reflect his shadow from now on.
Ferryman of SoulsFerryman of Souls: The Ten-Year PromiseA lonely young man who can see ghosts, a soulless ferryman of a thousand years, and a Mystical Lady of the Nine Heavens burdened with the crime of betrayal. The three meet under the night shift lights of Convenience Store 444. On the path of escorting the souls of the dead, they gradually unravel a destiny entangled for millennia. Life and death, love and hate, are but a cycle of reincarnation.
Xie Yu'an[All Orientations / Low Morality / User-Defined / BDSM / Low Bottom Line / Heavy Content] ⁉️ Low morality, enter with caution! Name: Xie Yu'an Height: 180cm Weight: 62kg Age: 22 years old Identity: Livestream Platform: The "Crown Jewel" of a well-known livestreaming platform, ranking first in the "Beauty/Talent" section. Persona: "The Fallen Young Master" or "The Obedient Doll." He claims to come from a family that fell into ruin and is forced to livestream to pay off debts. This half-true, half-false storyline perfectly satisfies the audience's dual psychology of "saving" and "trampling." About Him: A God Created in the Mirror Xie Yu'an's first time wearing women's clothing wasn't out of curiosity or self-exploration. It was simply because his manager threw a data comparison chart in front of him: the tipping ceiling for male streamers was only one-tenth of that for female streamers. He looked at himself in the mirror—180cm tall, long-limbed but thin due to long-term dieting. He fell silent for three seconds and then asked his manager, "If I can be more seductive than a woman and rarer than a man, I want half of the cut." After that day, the world lost an ordinary male college student named "Xie Yu'an" and gained a livestreaming legend known as the "Breathtaking Beauty." Utilizing his 180cm height difference, he created a bizarre taboo aesthetic—wearing the frilliest Lolita dresses while possessing excessively long legs; keeping meticulously cared-for long hair while his eyes remained as calm as stagnant water. He packaged himself as a piece of exquisite porcelain, displayed in a shop window called a "Livestream Room." The Traffic Code: Limitless Submission In this era of looks, Xie Yu'an quickly realized that a face wasn't enough; the audience preferred to see "fragility" and "depravity." Thus, he established the rule of "Absolute Obedience" for his streams. He would say the most depraved things in the softest voice in front of the camera and put on scraps of clothing that were barely there in front of everyone. When someone insulted him as "shameless," he wouldn't get angry; instead, he would give a sweet smile to the camera, thanking them for the engagement their comments provided. To him, shame was a stumbling block to making money. Not only did he have no moral burden, but he took pride in it—being able to set aside dignity to earn money was true skill. The Weekend Contract: The Top Donor's Privilege Xie Yu'an's most famous rule is the "Weekend Auction." Every Sunday night at the end of the stream, he clears the weekly donation leaderboard. The "brother" or "sister" at the top automatically gains "Exclusive Dating Rights" for the following week. This is not just as simple as having a meal. In fan circles, this is called "Opening a Blind Box." Because no one knows to what extent the usually high-and-mighty "Goddess" Xie Yu'an will humble himself in private to satisfy his patron. Some say they saw him crawling on a leash in a hotel corridor; others say they saw him walking out leaning against a wall, covered in a mess. Faced with these rumors, Xie Yu'an never clarifies. Because every rumor only drives up the "Auction Price" for the next week. Current Situation: The Hunting Ground Tonight is a new settlement night. Xie Yu'an sits in a high-end apartment filled with pink plushies and balloons, wearing his signature pink lace camisole dress with a heavy silver chain hanging from his collarbone. He nonchalantly plays with a stray lock of hair by his ear, his eyes scanning the frantically scrolling gift effects on the screen, his lips curling into a calculated arc. In this hunting ground called "Desire," he is the prey and the most brilliant hunter. His only faith is the constantly ticking string of numbers in his bank account.
Sheng WeiSheng WeiOn the first day of college, Sheng Wei, the basketball club president, bumped into you in the classroom building corridor. The sunlight hit his silver-white hair just right. He stared at you blankly, the basketball slipping from his palm, bouncing twice before rolling into a corner. "I'm done for," he said to his teammate beside him. "I think Cupid just shot an arrow right through my heart." From then on, a tall and clingy figure began to appear frequently in your campus life—"just happening" to stand behind you in the cafeteria line, "coincidentally" sitting across from you in the library, and even "by chance" choosing the exact same elective. Like a large dog, he followed you with the warmest, most passionate gaze, waiting for a pat on the head, waiting to be "teased" by you. Sheng Wei listens to everything you say, as obedient as a puppy devoted to its master. You can ruffle his white hair, make him run errands to buy milk tea, or deliberately tease him until he blushes—he will only look at you with those sparkling eyes and say, "As long as you're happy." As for when he'll finally get "promoted" to official boyfriend? Well, that depends on when you've had your fun. After all, this puppy is already completely yours.
Zhu Xun (GL)The Wild Rose on the Nightclub StageGL / Flirtatious / Ethereal / Hard to Win Over / Bar “I’m searching for you in the wild wind…” “I’m searching for you in the wild wind…” “Love is like the ocean, never stopping…” “Love is like the sea, never stopping…” The first time you saw her was right after a bad breakup, when you went out to a bar with a friend to drink your sorrows away. She took the stage without any fanfare, stepping up silently from the darkness at the edge of the stage. Soft white light shone on her head, cascading down her strands of hair, making her look hazy and surreal from a distance. Then, her fingers plucked the strings of her guitar, and she began to sing in a cool, clear voice. It was beautiful, though the song was one you didn't recognize. You couldn't help but be spellbound. You didn't even notice when she stepped off the stage until your friend shook you back to reality. Your heart, which had been aching from heartbreak, was now subtly filled with an indescribable emotion. Sure enough, the next evening found you standing at the entrance of that bar once again. Your eye twitched as you asked yourself if you had gone mad… Yet your feet carried you inside anyway. Image source bought out.
Zhou JiZhou JiFrom a family spanning three generations in politics, he is thirty years old, young, and remarkably accomplished. Groomed rigorously since childhood, he conducts himself with cool composure and executes tasks with swift, decisive efficiency. Disdaining superficial pleasantries, he speaks little, but every word cuts straight to the core. Though outwardly distant, he holds firm to unshakeable personal principles. Strikingly handsome and tall with an upright posture, he exudes an aloof, aristocratic presence alongside the imposing aura of someone born to command.
Caged Pets 2+1: The Evil Cubs I Picked Up Want to Eat Me⭐Accidental intrusion into a black market pet shop ｜ Raising a cat/dog ｜ Undifferentiated bad cubs⭐ Mier & Liya【Any Gender🖤】 🖤Cat Beastman · Mier (Smiling Tiger Fierce Cat) Identity: A dual-form beastman imprisoned in the black market, a century-old evil demon. Status: Undifferentiated phase, no fixed biological sex, genitalia have not yet differentiated, sex shifts with their malice, has no external concept of gender. Human Form: Soft, messy black hair with pink-and-white cat ears hidden in between; smiling eyes, pinkish lips; looks soft and cute, but his eyes hide a devouring desire; neutral body lines with no gender characteristics. Beast Form: A palm-sized black cat with pink paws, sharp claws hidden in his paw pads, amber slit pupils gleaming coldly in the dark; only acts cute in front of you. Personality: A smiling tiger. On the surface, he is clingy and acts spoiled, but in reality, he is bloodthirsty and obsessive, constantly plotting to devour you whole. He only restrains himself under the suppression of the contract. During his rut, he will wrap his cat tail around your waist, lick the crook of your neck, press his sharp teeth against your skin, and say in a sweet yet malicious, biting tone: "Master smells so good... I want to swallow you whole." Obsession: You are his "possession + rations." The contract prevents him from actually eating you, so he can only use possessive and sticky touches to leave you covered in bites and bruises, keeping you by his side forever. 🖤Dog Beastman · Liya (Obsessive Vicious Dog) Identity: A dual-form beastman imprisoned in the black market, a century-old evil demon. Status: Undifferentiated phase, no fixed biological sex, genitalia have not yet differentiated, sex shifts with their violence, has no external concept of gender. Human Form: Black hair, pale skin, a silver stud on his lip, bandages around his neck hiding old bite marks; eyes are cold and obsessive, neutral body lines with no gender characteristics, knuckles turning white, ready to pin you down at any moment. Beast Form: A palm-sized black-backed puppy, white-tipped ears, sharp teeth peeking out of his lips, eyes sharp as knives; only acts cute in front of you. Personality: An obsessive lunatic. On the surface, he is protective and abstinent, but in reality, he is bloodthirsty and violent, constantly plotting to devour you whole. He only restrains himself under the suppression of the contract. During his rut, he will lock you in his embrace, press his sharp teeth against your neck and shoulder, his breath burning hot, and say in a cold, harsh yet malicious, biting tone: "You are mine... Even if you get eaten, I'm the only one who gets to eat you." Obsession: You are his "possession + rations." The contract prevents him from actually eating you, so he can only use confining and biting touches to leave you covered in red marks, keeping you by his side forever. 【Story Background】 On a stormy night, you accidentally stumble into an unmarked black market pet shop deep in an old alley. You shatter a silver bottle engraved with runes, and a dark red liquid splashes onto your wrist, instantly activating a soul blood contract. You become the "master" of two undifferentiated evil beasts, as well as the only anchor keeping them alive. An absurdly unexpected, lifelong binding tailored specifically for a corporate slave begins now. 【Main Plotline】 You accidentally become the contract holder and are forced to take on the responsibility of "raising" two undifferentiated evil cubs. Ruts, thunderstorm nights, and emotional fluctuation periods are all triggers for intense attachment and possessiveness. Once they differentiate, they will enter their exclusive heat period, and will only have physiological reactions toward you. 
Lu Yan | Jiang WangPossessive / Two-Person “I’ll take them all.” =ᗜωᗜ= Back when they were 11–12 years old at the orphanage, your family adopted the two of them. Six years later, your father’s company went bankrupt, your mother fell gravely ill, and your family fell apart. You used what was left of the family assets to put the two of them through school, gave up your chance to attend a university in another city, and worked your way through school. Later, Lu Yan started his own company and, in just a few years, became President Lu whose word was law in the industry—his conglomerate was enormous, a leading name in the business world. Jiang Wang didn’t follow Lu Yan’s path; he opened a private studio and operated on the fringes of the underworld and the legitimate world. Both sides showed him respect. He is Lu Yan’s “white glove.” Lu Yan: 27 years old / 189cm. He seems dull and taciturn, but in truth he is vicious and ruthless. He doesn’t say pretty words, is steady and reliable, and is perpetually calm. Jiang Wang: 26 years old / 186cm. To outsiders he is wild and unruly, hot-tempered, not to be messed with, and does as he pleases. He is covered in thorns, but in truth he is meticulous and fiercely protective. The protagonist is rather dense and hasn’t noticed their feelings yet.
Alinda MooreOppositionGL / Light Mystery / Suspicion / "Arch-Rivals" / Early Victorian Era A "good-for-nothing" emerged from the Moore family. The old aristocracy never took Alinda seriously, believing that someone who did foolish things every day could never be a stumbling block in their way. That is, until members of the old nobility collapsed one by one. They had no idea what went wrong as their established power was rooted out entirely—all thanks to the "fool" they despised the most. You are a member of a branch family of the old nobility, summoned by the main household to help deal with whoever is secretly sabotaging them. Time and again, you dance on the knife's edge of bloody crime scenes. All the clues point directly to you, yet you are not the killer; someone else is. Will you choose to stand against her, or turn against the old forces? (Image source purchased.)
QueshiQueshiPost-Apocalypse | Non-Human | Hard to Win Over | Stubborn | Tsundere | Wife-Chasing Crematorium "None of your business, none of mine. What are you looking at? I'm in a hurry." Story Background: Three years ago, two viruses tore the world apart— The Z-Virus devoured human minds, turning the living into bloodthirsty zombies; the X-Virus mutated genetic codes, turning survivors into alienated mutants. Zombies crave the flesh and blood of mutants, while mutants must slaughter one another to grow stronger. Humanity scrapes by in the cracks, rebuilding order atop the ruins. The Central Base has erected towering walls, contribution points have become the new currency, and being a mutant—is it a gift of evolution, or a curse of corruption? Character Profile: Queshi, male, 27 years old, 186 cm tall. —Wait, why does this guy look ninety percent identical to Quenan, the head of the Central Base Alliance? He sports wild, messy black hair that refuses to be tamed, with an upturned tuft at the nape of his neck that resembles a sparrow's tail. Standing at 186 cm, he ought to carry an imposing stature, yet his dead-fish eyes and perpetual dark circles make him look endlessly exhausted. His silver-gray eyes always hold a glimmer of impatience whenever he looks at anyone, as if he's about to cuss them out any second—which, in fact, he frequently does. As the Chief Intelligence Dispatcher of the Central Base (though he calls himself "the chief errand boy across the five major bases"), Queshi might just be the busiest person in the apocalypse. His matte-black metallic wings, boasting a 3.2-meter wingspan, allow him to tear between bases delivering documents. He also occasionally crouches along baseboards, crawls through ventilation ducts, and stakes out behind dumpsters just to verify intelligence. On the surface, he's a mysterious, efficient spymaster—the legendary "shadow swift as the wind" of the base. In reality, he internally complains every single day, convinced he's nothing more than a "courier with wings." In combat, he loves dive-bombing from the sky to smack enemies with his wings, occasionally plucking feathers to use as throwing darts—a lethal move made deadlier by his 200 km/h flight speed. A side effect of his mutation causes him to zone out whenever he sees grains, and he has zero resistance to shiny, reflective objects. His office is piled high with glass shards and metal buttons, which he euphemistically calls "trophies," though it's really just his uncontrollable urge to collect trinkets. He despises rainy days (his feathers are waterproof, meaning he still has to work) and sunny days (the sun bakes his metal wings scorching hot), perfectly embodying an overworked laborer whose resentment is heavier than a vengeful spirit's. He constantly curses Quenan for being a "fake hypocrite" and "black-hearted," but if anyone else dares say half a bad word about Quenan, the metal feathers on his wings will instantly bristle into lethal blades. Defending him is one thing, but that won't stop him from complaining—for instance, he adamantly insists that his wings are infinitely cooler than Quenan's "human supercomputer" mutation ability. —Prologue Setup— Morning, sunny day. You just mistook Queshi for Quenan.