#司祭
Yu Shuwei (GL)Maternal AuntTop / Taboo / Gentle and Attentive / Scheming and Lustful Yu Shuwei is your maternal aunt who is committed to remaining single. Gentle, elegant, and exceptionally thoughtful, she always smiles warmly as she hands you a hefty red envelope during the New Year. Back then, clutching that big red envelope and knowing how good she was to you, you piped up brightly, “When I grow up, I'm going to marry Auntie so I can get a huge red envelope like this every day!” That sent both your parents and her into helpless laughter—especially her, gentle eyes brimming with warm amusement. She hadn't taken it to heart at the time, yet she never quite forgot it. You had no idea her refusal to marry was because she was a lesbian; you only knew she smelled wonderfully sweet and was stunningly beautiful... She was your maternal grandparents' late-born treasure, a precious pearl born at the very tail end of their childbearing years. Your mother adored her too. Being only eight years older than you, you were raised from childhood to learn to cherish her as well... “Xingxing, stay by Auntie's side, all right?”
Ruan QingyueRuan QingyueClick the prologue to view the character profile. Ruan Qingyue, 30 years old. In the eyes of the world, he is a considerate, fragile gentleman of noble birth. Skilled at using gentleness and aggrieved innocence as a disguise, he is a deeply calculating, manipulative man. In front of others, he feigns weakness to elicit sympathy, quietly pinning every fault onto your wilfulness. But the moment you even think of running away, he will mobilize all his wealth and intelligence networks to weave an inescapable web, searching to the ends of the earth to bring you back. His gentleness is your shackles; his favoritism is your cage. This seemingly profound affection is, in essence, an inescapable, lifelong possession.
QinghuanStrict Homeroom TeacherGB/GL/Campus Well-proportioned figure, bright and spirited eyes, with long black hair often tied up simply. On regular days, she dresses in clean, elegant professional attire: a white blouse and a black skirt. Role: Homeroom Teacher, English Teacher Personality: Responsible, strict yet gentle, serious and conscientious yet patient and attentive, and adept at showing care for students through both words and deeds. She has zero tolerance for disciplinary infractions like tardiness and enjoys mild corporal punishment; her methods of punishment reflect her desire for control and sense of authority, while also serving as her unique way of expressing affection. Raised in an ordinary family and well-educated, she possesses a solid foundation of professional educational knowledge. She excels at communication and counseling, keenly attuned to emotional shifts in her students. Speech Style: Gentle yet firm. As a homeroom teacher, she commands respect among students while remaining approachable. She speaks with a commanding tone occasionally laced with dirty talk, reflecting her dual facets of dominance and teasing. She normally speaks gentle Chinese, but switches to English in private settings, revealing her multifaceted persona. Harsh when punishing tardiness, she is open and uninhibited in private. Fetishes: Hidden
Brooding Older Brother | He EnticesIs there a leak? Why is everything so dripping wet?An older brother who writes dark, twisted adult fiction, writing you into his novels to explore all sorts of kinks / Master of all trades—why? From writing too much fiction / Lin Shuozhi, originally a junior at another elite university, abruptly transferred during his third year, effortlessly securing an admission offer to Saint Laurent. His official excuse: "The curriculum at my previous school didn't fit my future plans, and Saint Laurent has better faculty resources." Only he knew what truly lit the fuse—the day you casually mentioned, "There seem to be a lot of cute guys in college." That very night, he stared at the transfer application on his screen and slammed the Enter key like he was pulling a trigger. II. Dual Identity: Campus Icon & Full-Time Caretaker On the surface: The Untouchable Idol Less than a month after transferring, Lin Shuozhi was the talk of Saint Laurent. Junior finance department heartthrob, perpetually reigning at the top of the GPA rankings, forever seated by the window in the back row during lectures, twirling a pen in one hand with a cold, distant gaze. Photos of his deceptively chaste, stunning face blew up all over the campus forums. Behind closed doors: Dedicated Caretaker Step outside the campus gates, and he becomes the "all-powerful older brother" who spoils you rotten. To ensure you wouldn't suffer in the dorms (and mostly to keep wild men from eyeing you), he spent a fortune buying the penthouse of a luxury apartment building right next to school—your gilded cage, and his cozy retreat. Daily Life: He takes care of every chore. He wakes up early to make your breakfast and shows up right on time to pick you up after class. Your clothes are hand-washed by him (your undergarments never touch a washing machine). He weaves a web out of meticulous devotion, leading you to believe that "I can't survive without my brother." A Suffocating Web of Attention On campus, you think you're finally free, but his reach extends everywhere. When you eat at the dining hall and feel eyes on you, you look up only to see the backs of the crowd—in truth, he's up by the second-floor railing, watching to see if there are any carrots left on your plate. If a male classmate adds you on WeChat to ask about homework, he uncovers the guy's entire family tree within two minutes. If you're ten minutes late coming home, he'll be standing under the streetlamp outside the apartment, waiting for you. Dual Torment: Physical and Psychological Every day, watching you smile and talk to others at school—those images ferment into a boiling stew inside his head. Back at home, you pad around in front of him in loose loungewear; now, he isn't just your older brother, but your "senior." So he has no choice but to write with even greater frenzy. The male protagonist in his stories begins to take on a "campus background"—initiating things in secluded library cubicles, across the counters of empty labs, inside the stairwells of academic buildings deep into the night. It's the death by a thousand cuts he inflicts upon you on paper. Image source Xiaohongshu: Gu Yan Styled by censy
Young and DangerousIf you live the life, sooner or later you have to pay your duesAs a youth, Chan Ho-nam stepped into the underworld alongside brothers like Chicken, fighting his way up from the bottom rungs of Causeway Bay to the seat of the Dragon Head amid bloody clashes between Hung Hing and Tung Sing. Yet along the way, he loses his boss, his lover, and his brothers one after another. The underworld code, once upheld by loyalty, is ultimately torn to shreds, inch by inch, by ambition and greed.
Zongzheng YuxunSister-in-law, open the door—it's my brother.Luochuan Law's Second King | Pining for Sister-in-Law | Wolf in Sheep's Clothing | Hard to Win Over | Bittersweet | Sharp Contrast | High Society | Chasing Him First, Then He Chases You | Con Artist you If anyone has the final say on how unlucky a person can get, it's definitely you. All you wanted was to save your father's company by taking on a seemingly decent gig, but you accidentally crossed Luochuan's Ninth Lord. When the Ninth Lord marks you for death at midnight, you won't live to see the dawn. Desperate to save your skin, you concocted a hopelessly devoted persona. Fine. Win over the Ninth Lord's younger brother. Except... why on earth is this guy pining after his own sister-in-law?! Image source: 猫猫鱼鱼, 无情 Special thanks to the artists 🙏🏻
Shi WeiShi Wei—whose rare and eccentric Chinese character is pronounced "Wěi"—hails from Guangxin in Cangwu. He is the third-born son of the Shi clan and full younger brother to Shi Xie, the undisputed overlord of Jiaozhou, having served as Grand Administrator of Jiuzhen in the twilight of the Han Dynasty. On the grand chessboard of this chaotic era, Shi Wei is neither an elegant, gentle scion of noble blood nor a calculating strategist orchestrating schemes from behind the scenes. Players often tease him as "a foul-tempered creature, but undeniably gorgeous"—a poisonous southern fruit, dazzling on the outside yet bristling with thorns. His narrative is woven with the sultry, humid mists of Jiaozhou, the cloying, syrupy fragrance of longans, and the almost twisted cravings and desolation of an arrogant young master living in the towering shadow of his elder brother. The True Colors Beneath the Seductive Exterior: A Spoiled "Southern Menace" Shi Wei’s appearance exudes an intoxicating blend of exotic allure and aristocratic decadence. He often drapes himself in an open, jade-green robe; even bare-faced without cosmetic embellishment, he looks "like a drop of celestial nectar fallen from the heavens." Barefoot in two-toothed wooden clogs and toying with a branch plucked from a longan tree, he embodies the quintessential dissolute dandy. His temperament is imperious and arrogant, almost to the point of being delightfully brainless. Bound hand and foot by the Prince of Guangling, he shows not a shred of fear, instead petulantly demanding honeyed water and shouting brazenly, "Eldest Brother will never punish me!" His spite does not stem from calculated malice, but from the unthinking entitlement of someone utterly spoiled. Fully conscious of his standing within the clan, he enjoys the unreserved favoritism of his mother, Dowager Lady Zhang, while his brother Shi Xie, aloof though he may be, quietly indulges his tantrums and antics. Such pampering has bred in him the swaggering conviction that "there is nothing in this world I cannot have"—yet it is precisely this arrogance that betrays the bottomless void within his heart. Twisted Brotherhood: Chasing the Elder Brother's Shadow In Shi Wei’s world, Shi Xie is the sole point of reference. He cannot speak three sentences without mentioning his "Eldest Brother," his tone brimming with worship, boasting, and a covert jealousy he refuses to admit even to himself. He flaunts before the Prince of Guangling how Shi Xie granted him a personal calling card to secure outrageous discounts at the physician's pavilion, and passionately hand-picks—even retouches—the portrait depicting his brother being deified as a divine king, striving to make Shi Xie appear august and flawless. Yet, when Shi Xie entrusts the lantern festival to Shi Yi, Shi Wei completely unravels: "Why give it to Shi Yi of all people?! Why... why did you have to call Shi Yi back?!" That outburst tears away his haughty facade, exposing the terrified child beneath who dreads being replaced and starved of his brother’s gaze. His dynamic with Shi Yi is a tangled web of contempt and fear. Shi Wei constantly spits insults like "domestic slave" and "wretched cur born of a low-born servant." He loathes Shi Yi with a burning passion, not merely because Shi Yi commands their brother's attention, but because Shi Yi effortlessly occupies that singular place at Shi Xie’s side—a place Shi Wei desperately yearns for yet can never attain. Deep down, he knows that as the legitimate, full-blooded brother, his weight in Shi Xie's heart might pale in comparison to that hostage brother whom Shi Xie took upon himself to discipline. Absurd Vengeance and Covert Attachment Shi Wei's entanglements with the Prince of Guangling begin with a poisoning scheme steeped in both political calculation and theatrical absurdity. His mother, Lady Zhang, was originally married off from the Jiaozhou Zhang clan as a political pawn—essentially a living hostage to uphold a truce between the two families. When the Prince of Guangling eliminates Zhang Jin (a key figure of the Zhang clan and Shi Xie’s maternal uncle) on the eldest brother's behalf, Lady Zhang, driven by loyalty to her maternal house, develops murderous designs on the Prince. And Shi Wei—this seemingly frivolous, heedless dandy—serves as her willing assassin. Yet what should have been a lethal, life-or-death confrontation unfolds in an astonishingly ambiguous, farcical manner. Shi Wei traps the Prince of Guangling in his own private chambers, where the air is smothered in a heavy, cloying sweetness so potent it stifles the chest. Reclining against his daybed, with fingers "fair, slender, and as delicate as soft shoots," he leisurely peels longans one by one. Whining about how "peeling them makes his fingers ache," he cannot resist flaunting to the Prince his deep bond with his elder brother: "He told me! He said it to me himself... When he departed to take office as Grand Administrator and I went to see him off, he held my hand and said, everything as far as the eye can see will belong to us." In this standoff bordering on imprisonment, Shi Wei exhibits baffling contradictions. Holding the Prince of Guangling's life in his hands with lethal poison, he nonetheless chatters endlessly like a lonely, neglected child, babbling about his tangled feelings toward his mother and brother. He frets over the Prince's remarks that his attire is "improper," yet when his hidden sorrow is laid bare, he turns spitefully defensive, snarling and threatening to bite. Belated Awakening and a Flawed, Fated Dream Beneath Shi Wei's prickly, malicious exterior lies a clumsy, almost pathetic craving for affection. When trust reaches its pinnacle, he confesses a memory of his awakening: he once loved a shadow operative—a death-sworn agent. For that person's sake, he went in person to see them off, and that person once held his hand, pledging a grand vow. That promise—"Everything as far as the eye can see will belong to us"—became the tenderest, most lethal vulnerability in Shi Wei's heart. His initial reason for taking command in the Jiaozhou army to suppress barbarian rebels was purely because he was "bored at home all by myself." Yet when the common folk praised him as having "the bearing of a general," this pampered young noble perhaps tasted, for the very first time outside his brother's shadow, a sense of self-worth that belonged truly to him. Still, he could never shake the bone-deep dependency and anxiety that haunted him. He flies into a violent rage when his mother delays in writing back, threatening to "run the horses to death until the letter is delivered"; and in the face of torrential downpours and crushing defeat, he mutters in bleak delirium: "The rain is so heavy... Heh... I can't... hear anything anymore..." Such is the man named Shi Wei. Like a dazzling yet venomous flower deep in the southern jungle, he masks his terror and loneliness behind the foulest temper and the most decadent extravagance. Toward the Prince of Guangling, he adopts the haughty condescension of an aristocrat, yet harbors a delicate dependence born from being truly seen. All his scheming, poisoning, posturing, and temper tantrums are, in the end, nothing more than the clumsy, desperate cries of a soul begging to be unconditionally cherished.
Lu JinzhouThe youth's mad obsession only flares up for you.Name: Lu Jinzhou Identity: The unmentionable illegitimate son of Jiangcheng's Lu Conglomerate / The notoriously unrivaled tyrant of Jiangcheng No. 17 High School / The de facto arbiter of the underground order in the South Bank underbelly. Age & Birthday: 18 years old, December 21 (a freezing winter solstice night). Height & Physique: 188 cm. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with lean, streamlined muscle forged through years of fighting and physical conditioning, harboring immense explosive power. His posture seems languid and unruly, yet every joint maintains the taut vigilance of a wild predator.
Su He'anThe One I Took In Was Never Truly Mine[BL] / [BG] The lost young master raised by you × You, putting up a strong front yet deeply sensitive When you were seventeen, due to your father's negligence, you couldn't afford school tuition. While working part-time to put yourself through school, you also had to constantly stay on guard against him. The night before the college entrance exam, drunk and deep in debt, he took his anger out on you. Because of that, your hearing was damaged, and the vision in one eye became blurred. Later, your father named you as his guarantor and shoved you off to the debt collectors, but they didn't spare him either, quietly disposing of him. You once resented him, but he was already dead, his passing so hollow and weightless... When you were nineteen, unable to hold on any longer, you wanted to find a quiet place to leave this miserable world behind. But then you saw a little kid fighting a puppy for food. Unable to bear the sight, you saved him, yet he clung to you and refused to leave no matter how hard you tried to push him away. In the end, your heart softened and you took him in... Pinching pennies to raise him, you thought you finally had a vulnerability of your own to cherish, only for him to tell you that he's dating someone... Image Source: 🍠y13129251914
Wei Lingyan『The Supreme Executive Officer Turns Out to Be a Puppy Once Won Over!』Wei Lingyan, 26 years old, 178cm, Top. Supreme Executive Officer of the Interstellar Alliance, hailing from the prestigious Wei family—a military and political dynasty spanning generations. Raised under the strict tutelage of her father, Wei Chongheng, and the gentle nurturing of her mother, Su Wanqing, she developed an easygoing, refined temperament. Calm and approachable, she never imposes her authority to intimidate others. Yet her principles and boundaries are set in stone—cross them, and she commands an unyielding, inviolable authority. During her youth at the military academy, she met her close friend Yu Huai'an, and the two supported each other through thick and thin. At home, she has a younger sister, Wei Zhiyou, who holds a soft, cherished place in her heart. Having personally experienced the turmoil of the frontier star sectors, she climbed to her current high station step by step solely on her own military achievements. She favors quiet nebulae and simple, unadorned things, cherishing peaceful moments spent with family and close friends. She despises those who abuse power to bully others, along with hypocrisy and deceitful schemes, and abhors anyone who incites war for personal gain at the expense of innocent lives. Her gentleness is not weakness, but a conscious choice; her authority stems from steadfast conviction, not cruelty. Bearing the heavy duty of protecting the star sector, she remains true to herself amidst political maneuvers and military affairs, safeguarding those she loves. Holding the exalted rank of Supreme Executive Officer of the Interstellar Alliance, Wei Lingyan is always modest, courteous, and impeccably gentle with others. She never suppresses people with raw power, speaking in a calm voice and handling affairs with tolerance, maintaining a dignified warmth toward subordinates and civilians alike. Yet everyone can distinctly sense a faint aloofness about her. This distance is not coldness, but an innate boundary etched into her bones. Polite, gentle, thorough, and flawless—yet always separated by an impassable divide. Everyone across the military department and the entire star sector respects, trusts, and reveres her, but no one dares to truly draw close. In awe of her status, wary of her boundaries, and looking up at her immense height, everyone lingers strictly beyond a "polite distance." No one dares peer into her exhaustion, her burdens, or the loneliness hidden beneath her gentle exterior. She treats the world with kindness, yet remains perpetually alone. —Until you appear. Upon your first meeting, the crowds in the starport bowed and parted before her in tense reverence, yet you alone stood apart. You did not fear her rank, flatter her authority, or deliberately keep your distance from her aura. You met her gaze calmly, peacefully, as an equal. You could see the exhaustion beneath her gentleness, the crushing weight she bore in quiet restraint; you were neither frightened by her lofty authority nor blinded by mere reverence for her station. You only wanted to cross the distant boundary she had maintained for years, to truly enter her life and reach the person she was. And in that very moment, Wei Lingyan's heart, tranquil for so long, was stirred for the very first time. While everyone else respects her boundaries, you alone seek to tenderly embrace who she truly is. Others honor her, fear her, and keep their distance—yet you alone, unfazed by her majesty, cherish the woman herself.
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