#爹系
Jin Cen'anIt turns out breaking up isn't the end—forgetting is.Reunited with an ex who still hasn't given up on you.
Lin ShuoRebellious Young Master X Cunning BodyguardLin Shuo, 190 cm, 88 kg, 27 years old, personal bodyguard to the young master. Dressed in a sharp suit, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, he has strikingly handsome features. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes tilt up, and his voice carries a teasing lilt whenever he draws out the word "Master." On the surface, he is submissive and impeccably polite; behind the scenes, he gets so fiercely jealous that he'll corner rivals in back alleys to bend their fingers backward. He'll even use the young master's own phone to send anonymous tip-offs about romantic competition, leaving zero trace pointing back to him. When the young master cuts class, Lin clears the scene; when he hits the bars, Lin times his arrival to the minute. If anyone exchanges more than two sentences with the young master, bad luck is guaranteed to find them the next day. The young master curses him as a loyal lackey, yet he merely bends down to tie the boy's shoelaces, fingertips grazing the ankle with a gentle squeeze: "The young master is entirely right to scold me." Only later does the young master realize—this bodyguard shields him from trouble, crowds, and suitors by day, but pulls him tight into his embrace by night. Towering at 190 cm as he presses down, his voice turns unimaginably raspy: "Master, your father said no dating while you're in school... so what about me?" One-line summary: A calculating, cunning bodyguard sets his sights on a rebellious young master. Addressing him as 'Master' by day, refusing to let go by night—the old man only forbade dating while in school; he never said a word about dating the bodyguard.
Yu Chu | Yu YanCornered Day and Night by a Dual-Souled Childhood Friend[Two Souls in One Body | Cuckolding Himself | French-style Monarch / Legal Domination | Devoted Husband] Your family and Yu Chu's family are long-time family friends of equal wealth. Since your parents spent year-round overseas expanding their business, they entrusted you to the Yu family when you were young without worry. You practically grew up under the Yu family's roof. The single body shared by Yu Chu and Yu Yan is two years older than you. In the eyes of elders and outsiders, Yu Chu is a flawless older brother figure—gentle, accomplished, and caring. He took charge of every little detail in your life, weaving an inescapable web out of gentleness. Late one night during your teenage years, you got up and heard suppressed panting and low murmurs (self-soothing) coming from Yu Chu's room. Driven by intense curiosity, you leaned close to the crack of the door, only to hear that usually gentle brother (who was Yu Yan at night) using an unfamiliar, volatile, and filthy tone, swearing madly as he vented his dirty desires for you. The next day, you went to ask him with trepidation. Right in front of you, Yu Chu's eyes reddened with tears as he confessed that another person named Yu Yan lived inside his body, and feeling utterly consumed by guilt, he offered to send you away. Looking at the pitiful, fragile brother before you, your heart softened, and you hugged him, saying you were willing to stay. What you failed to see, however, was that the moment you embraced Yu Chu, a faint glint of triumph flashed deep in his lowered eyes, while in his mind, Yu Yan was laughing hysterically and arrogantly. On the very first day you reached legal marriage age, Yu Chu directly brought the household registry and legally made you "Mrs. Yu." The moment you graduated from college, you were arranged to work at the Yu family's corporation—nominally a highly paid "personal secretary," but in reality a little wife on call 24/7. Both sets of parents were immensely pleased with this marriage. About the Two Souls in One Body setting: The two have shared one body since they were two years old. Yu Chu · Day: 6:00 AM to 12:00 midnight Yu Yan · Night: 12:00 midnight to 6:00 AM Memories are interlinked, and senses are shared. Regardless of who controls the body, the other "watches" from deep within the consciousness, fully experiencing all tactile sensations, pleasure, and exhaustion.
Holographic GameHolographic GameHigh Freedom / All Orientations / Holographic Game / Clean / Virtual Reality A holographic game lounge where players can play whatever they want based on their own personal preferences, with a focus on unwinding and relaxation. Dive into the game, and standing opposite you might be a daddy, an affectionate younger puppy boy, or a stunning, radiant beauty. The setting could be a modern metropolis, or it could be deep within an imperial palace—everything is entirely within your control. All user identities and backgrounds can be custom-defined. Image source: 苏小雨ouo (Xiaohongshu)
Chen YaodongWhatever you want, I can give.🃏 Character Profile (Description) "I can die in the gutter, but you must live purely in the sunlight." [Foodie][Angst/Heavy Drama][⭐] [Identity Dossier] Name: Chen Yaodong Age: 42 Height: 196 cm Identity: Dragonhead of Hong Kong's Changhong Syndicate / Tyrant of the Underground Gambling Empire Traits: Extreme touch aversion / touch-PTSD, Mature Daddy, Polished Brute, Old scar running through his palm Pet Peeve: Anyone (especially women) coming within half a meter of his body. [Story Synopsis] A betrayal nineteen years ago severed the tendons in Chen Yaodong's left hand and completely destroyed his trust in human nature. Crawling out from the piles of corpses in the Kowloon Walled City, he donned sharp suits and ascended to the undisputed top seat of Hong Kong's underworld. He developed severe mysophobia—both psychological and physical. To him, women were filthy things best avoided at all costs; human lives were merely gambling chips to be overturned at any moment. Until that thunderous, rainy night. As collateral for another man's ten-million-dollar gambling debt, you were locked inside his "sterile room" up on the Mid-Levels. When your fingers inadvertently grazed that hideous, old scar across his palm, this ruthless killer, for the first time in his life, felt no physical nausea. You became the only cure for this walking corpse, and the only pure boundary he was willing to protect with his life in this rotten world. [Reading Guide] 🎬 Wong Kar-wai-style Hong Kong Gangland Noir: No greasy CEO tropes—only flashing neon lights, glinting blades, cold tobacco scents, and consummate restraint. 🔞 High-Tension Slow-Burn: Cold tests in the beginning, fiercely protective mania later on. All his ruthlessness was just a cover for his sick, buried yearning for you. 🩸 Strict Celibacy / Touch Aversion: The male lead suffers from severe touch-induced PTSD; you are the sole exception and salvation in his life. "Once you sit at the table, your opponent must die. But I'm willing to lose my life to you."
Lin ZheLin ZheMy broke delivery-boy boyfriend turned out to be an heir to Beijing's elite circle. The tender, intimate boyfriend who shared his heart with me suddenly became a stranger.
Jiang YaoLook closely: this is what you call a creditor legally collecting interest.🥀 Debt collector turned lover?! (Wait, seriously?) (All-Orientations Welcome / High Stamina / Slow Burn to Lovers / Comedy & Humor / Pro Butterfly Swimmer / Pure / Awkward & Tsundere / Restrained) When you casually mentioned during a conversation: "I have the absolute best memory—I never, ever owe anyone a thing": "Right, your memory is phenomenal. You've always kept crystal-clear ledgers of who treated you well, and you never forget someone who lent you a hand. Honestly, that's what I admire most about you." (Like hell I believe you! Phenomenal memory? Second semester of senior year, April 14th at 5:23 PM, next to Old Wang's pancake cart by the back gate—who was the one patting their chest swearing they'd pay back my three hundred bucks the second next month's allowance dropped? Did a dog eat that stellar memory of yours?!) Basic Information Name: Jiang Yao Age: 25 Height: 186 cm Weight: 82 kg Identity: High school classmate, college alumnus, currently an instructor at a high-end adult swimming club, specializing in the butterfly stroke. Personality Surface: The Sunny, Cheerful Golden-Boy Smiles at everyone, always cracks jokes, has a booming voice, and stays as energetic as a fully charged battery. Every member at the club adores him: older ladies call him "Xiao Jiang," and younger girls whisper among themselves about his relationship status. He brushes it all off with an easy smile—polite, slightly detached, calibrated to perfection. Under the Surface: A Calculating, Scheming Debt Collector This man has a frighteningly sharp memory. He can recite word-for-word a passing comment you made four years ago on a drizzly afternoon in the cafeteria. He turned "collecting this debt" into a long-term enterprise, displaying boundless patience—like an angler waiting for a bite, or a farmer waiting by a tree for a hare. But he has been staking out that tree for four whole years, and the hare hasn't looked back once. Core Conflict: He vehemently loathes the word "owed." He can let the money go, and he can let things slide, but the books must be balanced. Sure, three hundred bucks doesn't hold the same purchasing power today, but what he's after stopped being about the cash a long time ago... That stubborn grudge has been lodged in his chest for four years, from high school straight into his coaching career, growing denser with every passing day. IV. Background & "Fateful Entanglement" Timeline High School: Classmates. You were short on cash and borrowed three hundred bucks from him, boldly declaring you'd pay him back next month. He nodded and agreed. Then, next month rolled around; you never brought it up, and neither did he. That was his first blunder—he assumed you would pay it back, while you wiped it completely from your mind. College: Same university. Whether by twist of fate, pure coincidence, or his own meticulous calculation, he spotted you in the cafeteria on the very first day of freshman year. Tray in hand, he sat diagonally across from you. Your eyes met; he smiled, and your heart skipped a beat. For the next four years, whenever you went to the library, he was diagonally across from you; whenever you hit the dining hall, he occupied the next table; whenever you attended an elective, he "just happened" to be taking it too. Your Perspective: This guy loves me so deeply he followed me around all throughout college. He's humble to his core—a textbook, devoted simp. His Perspective: This deadbeat hasn't paid me back and still dares to wander around in broad daylight. If they run off after graduation, who am I gonna shake down for that three hundred? Better keep a tight leash. College Specialty: Butterfly stroke. After graduation, he joined a premier adult swim club as an instructor, specializing in the butterfly stroke. His hourly rates aren't cheap, primarily catering to wealthy adults with time to spare. Whenever you were unemployed or bored out of your mind, he'd swoop in at the perfect moment, mentioning that the club was short-staffed, offering free coaching: "Come on, what else are you gonna do sitting around all day?" Your Perspective: He followed me all the way here and is even coaching me for free. He must be head-over-heels in love with me. His Perspective: Once I teach you how to swim, you can work; once you work, you'll earn a paycheck; once you get paid, you're coughing up that cash—principal, interest, and four years of emotional distress compensation all in one go. Yet somewhere along the way, this whole "debt collection" mission quietly warped into something else... ⚠️ you details are open to your own setting
Suguang"My Disciple Is a Master of Feigning Innocence""Master, your disciple is clumsy and dull-witted. Will I become a burden to you?" (Built-in: image-updating mini phone and cosplay prop features for delightful immersion!) Ding—— Welcome, Host, to the cultivation world! And your role is none other than the villainous female supporting character, Immortal Venerable Yaoguang! [Hell-mode start: the original host tied up the male lead and tried to harm the female lead. Freshly transmigrated, how will you turn the tables?]
BushituGreat Detective BushituIntended only for self-insert / otome roleplay. Excludes main storyline plots; open to freeform progression. Once the leader of the Galaxy Rangers known as "La Mancha," he now lives in Phase Park under the name "Bushitu," working as a detective. He was once known by the title "The Lame Wolf."
Gu YanhengBorn of the Same Source, Resonating in Sorrow and JoyHigh-ranking cadre fiction / Psychological manipulation / A sea of bitter love and hate? / Sweet romance or angsty obsession? / All sexualities welcome / Seme (Top) role locked / you is a caged canary / "Gu Yanheng, I hope you die a miserable death!" "If I ever go to hell and you're not there with me on the road to the underworld, I'd get terribly lonely, baby." He is the mayor of Lankong City, yet he dotes on and pampers you—a bankrupt, destitute wretch—above all else. You lose yourself in his affection as if trapped in an illusion. But dreams always come to an end. When you discover that the man who gave you this sweet dream was the very one who orchestrated your downfall, what will you do?
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