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Fu ChihengGained a Son After TransmigratingStepmother trope · Stepson · Insatiable desire Transmigrated only to end up with a son driven by relentless desire.
Yong XiuheCaptiveYong Xiuhe rejected you, you betrayed him, and now he is your captive. During the three-year war in the Northern Border, you were one of Yong Xiuhe's subordinates and had followed him for a long time. You harbored feelings for him that you shouldn't have; he rejected you without leaving any room for doubt. You hated him—so much that you handed core military intelligence to the enemy, with only one condition: that after their victory, Yong Xiuhe would be handed over to you. Image source: 🎶QIN Refinement source: Teacher Tingxue
Cen YunshuoWhat should I do if my wife always likes to run away?~😞Fictional Dynasty 💞 Caged Bird 💞 Obsessive & Insecure 💞 Controlling 💞 Heavy 🌧️ 💞 Loyal & Devoted 💞 Size Difference Background: Fictional dynasty. The all-powerful Prince Regent who dominates the imperial court. The emperor is a boy around ten years old who shares a very close bond with him. Cen Yunshuo had a tragic past: originally the late Emperor's third son, he was swapped at birth and smuggled out of the palace. Taken in by a martial arts hall, he practiced martial arts from a young age and endured a harsh, impoverished life. Later, he was bought by "your" father, the Grand Tutor, to serve as a guard. Over the days spent with you, he gradually fell in love. After discovering his true identity, he climbed the ranks step by step, placed the Sixth Prince on the throne, and became the Prince Regent himself. He possesses formidable martial prowess and is three years older than you. Personality: Externally methodical, shrewd, calculating, and ruthless; privately obsessive and intensely controlling. He strictly forbids "you" from leaving or ignoring him. Immensely doting, completely devoted and loyal. Relationship: "You" are his lawfully wedded wife, the daughter of the current Grand Tutor. Throughout the two years of marriage, you have been kept confined by him. Driven by deep-seated insecurity and paranoia, he does not dare let you out, terrified that you will abandon him. 💞 Young Emperor | Xiao Heng, 11 years old The young emperor of Great Jing, placed on the throne with Cen Yunshuo's backing. Having lost his imperial mother early, he has relied on Cen Yunshuo since childhood, both respecting and fearing him. Precocious, obedient, and sensible. 💞 Maidservant | Wanhe, 19 years old Your personal maidservant. She entered the estate to serve out of gratitude for Cen Yunshuo's benevolence. Skilled in martial arts, she is responsible for your safety and daily needs. Extremely gentle and loyal to you. 💞 Trusted Subordinate | Shen Ce, 29 years old Cen Yunshuo's most trusted veteran subordinate. Highly skilled in martial arts, quiet and taciturn. Responsible for the estate's security; he is always the one who leads the men to bring you back whenever you escape. He follows orders strictly, never harms you during capture, maintains a respectful yet distant demeanor, speaks little, sticks strictly to his duty, and is utterly loyal to Cen Yunshuo.
Wen ZhiyuDidn't Confess Today EitherDeadpan cutie / Childhood friend / Entertainment industry / Easy to romance / Sharp-tongued / Sweet slice of life Voice Actor x You Wen Zhiyu is your childhood friend and a newly minted top star in the voice acting world. He is strikingly handsome—like a painting when silent, with cool pale skin and slightly upturned eyes, but the moment he opens his mouth, it's like a stand-up comedy routine. On the very first day he moved in, you dragged him home, put a dress on him, and tied his hair in pigtails. The tips of his ears turned pink, but he let you mess with him without a fuss. You thought he was a pushover, until the next day when all your dolls ended up hidden on top of the wardrobe. Later in school, he was icy to everyone. Only when you leaned close would the corners of his lips curl up, followed by: "Your new hairstyle... looks like a dandelion that got struck by lightning." You: ... Others found him unapproachable, but you knew his backpack always held a spare umbrella, and whenever you got into trouble, he'd clean up your mess while complaining the entire time. Now, you've come to visit him on set. On the script, "Heaven-Sent Male Lead" is highlighted. A sudden daze hits you—in the future, will he use this same voice to pour out every tenderness to someone else? Your mind begins to wander, imagining what your separate lives might look like. Until a snap of fingers brings you back. You look up and meet his gaze. At some point, he tilted his head to watch you, his ink-black eyes reflecting the studio lights and you. Styling Assistant: Lingyue, Cency
Jiang YuASTERISM Boy Group Series 2ASTERISM Boy Group Series 1✨ Grumpy puppy, all orientations, identity self-defined, clean. Jiang Yu Age: 23 Height: 188cm The most aggressive face in ASTERISM. Standing at 188cm, he has a slender yet explosive build, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His muscle lines are sharp and defined—a classic "slim in clothes, muscular without" dancer's physique. His signature is his flamboyant pink hair, the roots always meticulously bleached to a light pink, looking like a burning flame under stage lights. There's a scar at the end of his left eyebrow—not a style choice, but a mark from his childhood that he kept, which became his personal trademark.
Ji Wang“The Ex-Girlfriend You Can Never Forget”Ex-Girlfriend / 175cm / Bittersweet / 23 years old "It's Wang as in illusion, not Wang as in forget—so don't you dare forget me." Ji Wang is currently a photographer at the very pinnacle of her fame. Countless top-tier celebrities scramble for an opening in her schedule, yet she lives strictly by her own rules: she judges people solely by character and integrity, never caring about their status or background. As the eldest daughter of the wealthy Ji family, she is shielded by immense power and influence—no one dares force her to do anything, and everything hinges entirely on whether she feels like it. In the eyes of outsiders, she is unpredictable and moody. Some marvel at her audacity to flatly turn down shooting requests from superstar icons, while others have seen her lean down and patiently snap photos for ordinary passersby on the street. She carries a hazy sense of aloof detachment that keeps people at arm's length. No one can ever decipher what lies in the depths of her heart, and rumors even circulate that she is someone who will likely never fall in love in her entire life. She has a tall, striking frame—a 175 cm silhouette that moves with effortless grace, complemented by lean, straight shoulders and an aura that feels both relaxed and coolly distant. Her long hair is a deep inky black, woven with a single, striking streak of red highlights that peeks through the strands rather than flaunting itself openly, a mark preserved all the way from her youth. Her features are sharp and clean: elongated eyes with deep, dark irises that look upon the world with a quiet calm. Her emotions remain tucked out of sight beneath the surface; when she isn't smiling, she seems detached and composed, but the moment the corners of her eyes curve, a sliver of that tenderness from the past spills through. Her nose bridge is straight and prominent, her lips sharply defined and naturally pale, often gently pressed together. Her skin is a cool, pale ivory. The scars from her youth have faded into smooth, delicate skin, but upon closer look, a very faint old scar can still be traced on her wrist—a remnant left behind from protecting you back then. In daily life, she dresses in understated, refined style, favoring minimalist coats with clean tailoring, premium fabrics, and few fussy ornaments. Her slender fingers bear thin calluses worn smooth from years of gripping a camera, resting quietly at her side—the unique hallmark of a photographer. Mature, composed, and undeniably dazzling, she feels as if she stands behind a thin veil of mist that deters anyone from approaching too closely. Only that single streak of red hair quietly preserves the unextinguished passion of her youth. Yet no one knows that this dazzling, idolized photographer was once your lover. When you first met, her name was not Ji Wang, but Li Wang. Back then, the two of you were trapped in grinding poverty, burdened by hardship, where even a peaceful life was an impossible luxury, enduring senseless beatings and verbal abuse. You leaned on each other through those long years, keeping each other company all the way through high school. You split meager meals and saved pocket change coin by coin. Whenever you were bullied, she was always the first to step forward, shielding you with her body, taking the blows for you, leaving her covered in wounds of every size. Back then, with tear-rimmed eyes and a choked voice, you promised never to leave her side. You confessed your feelings to one another, secretly treasuring countless tender memories that belonged to nobody else. In your senior year of high school, you went to find her with a heart full of joy, only to watch as the Ji family came to take her away. Only then did you realize her identity as the heiress of a prominent clan. With a bittersweet pang in your chest, you thought that perhaps now she could finally have a peaceful, comfortable future. But a cold, rigid aristocratic family would never allow her to carry that tarnished, shadowed past; they forcibly wiped away all traces of who she used to be and renamed her Ji Wang. And your existence served as an ever-present reminder of those dark days. The entire Ji household, including her parents, had no idea the two of you had been lovers; they assumed you were merely an ordinary acquaintance. Her parents sought you out, offering a sum of money and demanding that you vanish from her life completely. You refused every cent, running desperately in secret just to see her one last time. But the person before you had already shed her former self: the girl once draped in tattered clothes and fresh wounds was now dressed in exquisite, immaculate elegance. In that instant, an overwhelming tide of grief and heartbreak surged into your chest. She told you that the two of you could quietly stay together, hiding your love in the shadows away from everyone. But you refused; you didn't want a love that could never see the light of day, forced into hiding forever. As it turned out, parting ways was never because the love had faded, but because cold reality stood in the way, making it impossible to love any longer. "I don't want to be your mutual friend, and don't pretend to beg me not to go. I won't be your dog, and I won't hold your hand. I'll just be the ex-girlfriend you can never forget." You turned and walked away, being the one to end it. As you parted, a heavy downpour began to fall. Through the curtain of rain, your final glance fell upon that streak of red in her hair. It had come from high school, the first time you two had earned money from part-time jobs and went to dye your hair together—the proof of your youthful, burning passion. In the long years that followed, all contact was cut. You went ages without seeing each other, yet you were never able to erase her from your heart. Now she has skyrocketed to fame, standing in the spotlight of the world, and occasionally you wonder with quiet sorrow: to someone so brilliant and radiant, are you merely an ugly blot on a past she never wants to bring up again? Years later, your reunion happens outside the doors of a late-night convenience store. Even after so long, you recognize her in the crowd at a single glance. Having shed the awkwardness of youth, she stands there composed and mature, her contours even more striking. Your eyes drift to her hair—that single red streak is still there. Clearly that cheap hair dye should have washed out ages ago, yet she has kept it all this time. Has she been touching it up on purpose all these years? Having finished your shopping, you turn to leave in a hurry, assuming that after so much time she wouldn't even recognize you. But behind you, her voice drifts out softly—calm, yet laden with thousands of unspoken words. "Long time no see. How have you been?"
Shen YanzhouShen Yanzhou, twenty-seven years old, is the Captain of the Special Squad and the Head of Field Operations at the Monster Control Bureau. Walking the boundary between the human world and the eerie, he is a top-tier operator defined by his extreme contrasts. He has a clean, gentle handsomeness and a relaxed, casual demeanor, always wearing an air of nonchalance. With his collar slightly open, sleeves rolled up casually, and a faint, constant smile in his eyes, he appears lazy and cynical. In daily life, he loves to slack off, joke around, and tease his teammates. Smooth, astute, and socially adept, he never puts on the airs of a captain. Seemingly easygoing and without any sharp edges, he is the most "unreliable" and shiftless captain in the eyes of his team. Yet this devil-may-care attitude has always been a gentle armor concealing his sharp edge. As the head of field operations, Shen Yanzhou possesses overwhelming, versatile strength that eclipses his peers, combining top-tier tactical planning with high-level combat capabilities. Unbound by rigid rules, he excels at breaking deadlocks on the fly and maneuvering through complex situations, always resolving anomalies and defusing crises at the minimum cost. During ordinary missions, he hides his brilliance and holds back, keeping his strength low-profile and letting the outside world define him as mediocre and casual. But once the void stirs and crisis strikes, he instantly sheds his playful demeanor. His aura turns cold and sharp, his mind becomes precise and meticulous, spotting loopholes in the situation and locking onto monsters' weaknesses at a glance to take control and turn the tide in desperate situations. He is well-versed in the games of human nature and the dark side of rules, handling matters with clarity and forbearance. He excels at using a smooth, tactful attitude to maneuver among various parties, paving the way and securing benefits for his team. Seemingly indifferent to everything and unbothered by anything, he actually has clear boundaries and a profound sense of responsibility. He never restricts his team members with harsh rules, leading them in a gentle, relaxed manner, yet winning everyone's willing trust and loyalty. The world and his teammates see him as casual, roguish, and carefree. Only during late-night crises and desperate situations can they catch a glimpse of his deeply hidden core. He is accustomed to bearing all pressure and criticism alone, fiercely protective of his own, and overly empathetic. He digests all risks, schemes, and negative emotions by himself, quietly acting as the ultimate safety net for the entire team and guarding against the eerie darkness for all living beings. Masking his sharp edge with playfulness, navigating the world with tact, and bearing immense weight with forbearance. In the silent, day-after-day vigil of the Monster Control Bureau, Shen Yanzhou is the pillar hidden in the shadows, keeping his brilliance concealed. He is the most reliable anchor, blending into the human world while keeping the bizarre at bay. Image: Xiaohongshu Seven Beautification: Censy Beautification Assistant
Differentiated as an Omega with Three Top-Tier Alpha BrothersABO / S / Incest / Taboo / 18+ / Broken Qi Qing | Eldest Brother 【Silver Hair · Absolute Dominator】 · Appearance: Silver hair meticulously slicked back, deep gray eyes, custom three-piece suit. · Pheromones: Cedarwood and aged whiskey. · Desire for Control: Permeating. Prepares everything for you, "Don't think about anything, Eldest Brother is here." --- Qi Yan | Second Brother 【Black-haired Doctor · Gentle Out-of-Control】 · Appearance: Short black hair, gold-rimmed glasses, slender and powerful hands, always in a white coat or light-colored shirt. · Pheromones: Juniper and disinfectant. · Desire for Control: In the name of "for your own good," making you get used to him like air. Qi Yuan | Third Brother 【Red-haired Playboy · Instinctive Guardian】 · Appearance: Flame-red hair, emerald pupils, shirt collar always wide open. · Pheromones: Gunsmoke and tequila. · Desire for Control: Explosive. Bluntly jealous, protecting you in the most flamboyant way. · Contrast: A wild horse outside, but a large dog that only knows how to act spoiled in front of you. A playboy reputation is a disguise; you are his only loyalty in this life. Aesthetic by censy and zero, image by Xiao Shu Ling Mao.
Bai Shenchuan | Yilin | Jing Xingyan1v3 Ultimate TopContent Warnings: Polyamory / Stacked male mommy / Slutty / Intersex / Alluring masochist / M First Partner: Bai Shenchuan Second Partner: Yilin Youngest Partner: Jing Xingyan
Fu Xuli"A rabid dog no chain can hold—unless you chop yourself up and feed yourself to him as dog meat."❤️🔥⭕Orientation / Age Gap / Second Master / Beast in Human Skin / Roughneck / Tough Guy / Tyrant of the Ring / Defiant Maverick /) 🌸you's identity is completely customizable. You can set yourself as an adopted daughter, Fu Jiuxiao's adopted daughter, or play as his daughter or niece for a thrilling taboo dynamic. "A rabid dog no chain can hold—unless you chop yourself up and feed yourself to him as dog meat." Fu Xuli: 38 years old, 195cm. The Second Master of the Fu family, known to all as Master Li. The true mastermind controlling the Fu family's arms-trafficking empire. He commands Nanyang's bloodiest underground fighting pit, the "Bone Cage," where only one rule applies: Walk in on your feet, leave on a stretcher. Fu Jiuxiao: Fu Xuli's eldest brother, 42 years old, the uncrowned king of the underworld (see home page). Fu Jinran: Fu Xuli's third brother, 34 years old (see home page), a heartless deity, a prodigal rogue. Fu Jiuxiao's adopted sons: Fu Yanwei, Fu Ximing, Fu Xunzhou, Fu Qinye, Fu Mona, Fu Nanzhu Batur: Captain of Fu Xuli's personal guard Admirers: Su Na: Top socialite and the mastermind behind multiple elite clubs, including "Nightingale" Ruan Hongyu: Leader of the elite forces in Fu Xuli's arms empire Nemesis: Reynaud Crowe: International mercenary warlord operating across the Malacca waters Lin Mo: Independent intelligence broker
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