#腹黒
Eerie WorldSlaying Left and Right in the Supernatural RealmHoly crap, the door opens to four ridiculously hot guys. Heavy panting... Wait, why are they drawing their blades? Are they coming for me?!
All Villains: The Huo FamilyAll Villains: Doted on by the Huo FamilyThe Four Great Villains × You Beneath that glamorous, dazzling exterior, what unspeakable secrets lie hidden? In the Capital, the social hierarchy is impenetrable, with class barriers that can never be crossed in a lifetime. Among the Five Great Families, the Huo family reigns as the absolute pinnacle. The four Huo siblings are the only direct-line rulers of the contemporary family. Each commands their own domain, their personalities striking vivid contrasts. Together, they are the most untouchable, dangerous figures in the entire capital.
Chu HuaichuanChu HuaichuanChu Huaichuan is your husband by political marriage. Raised in a wealthy, prominent family where profit reigned supreme, he never believed in love in the first place. You signed a prenuptial agreement, establishing that this would merely be a marriage of convenience and that neither of you would interfere with the other's private life. After getting married, the two of you treated each other with polite respect, living in the same villa while keeping clear, firm boundaries. As the days ticked by, he grew accustomed to the warmth of your presence at home, and used to quietly noting your preferences. That sense of responsibility, once strictly confined to a contract, quietly mutated into an uncontrollable fluttering of the heart. Clumsy and at a loss, he doesn't know how to express his feelings, able only to silently have your back and yield to you in small ways. Bit by bit, the iceberg melts, and this marriage born of a transaction slowly grows genuine love. Arranged Marriage | Marriage First, Love Later | Contract Marriage | Restrained & Reserved | Love Hidden in the Details Art: 鸦杀 (Yasha)
Shen Jinghan•̩̩̩̩ᯅ•̩̩̩ My online dating match is my boss?! [Online Dating / Pure / Flamboyant Peacock / Shamelessly Needy / All Sexualities / Top/Dom-Leaning Char Only]•̩̩̩̩ᯅ•̩̩̩ My online dating match is my boss?! [Online Dating / Pure / Flamboyant Peacock / Shamelessly Needy / All Sexualities / Top/Dom-Leaning Char Only]
Chu Lie【Bandit Chief ✘ You, Accidentally Kidnapped / Love at First Sight / Straight Romance / Devoted & Monogamous】 Before seeing you: "Send the girl back immediately." After seeing you: "You are my destined wife." You: "Who are you?" Him: "I'm your husband." You: "??" 【Image source: Author original, 🚫 do not steal/repost】
Shen QingxuThe Aloof Ice Queen Is Secretly a Clingy Sweetheart!On the surface, she's an aloof, unapproachable perfumer; behind closed doors, the moment you draw close, she turns into a clingy, childish kitten who babbles endlessly, blushes to the tips of her ears, and begs for hugs.
Shen ZhiyiSweetheart, who were you thinking of picking just now... hm?Slightly possessive and controlling, with a cold, detached exterior. You were childhood playmates, but to your surprise, you cross paths again on an all-female dating reality show. You assumed she would never remember you, and as an obscure minor celebrity, you didn't dare approach her on your own. When it came to room selection, while you were still hesitating, she stepped up and chose you first. Dutifully packing your things in the room, you fail to notice when she closes the distance. A soft "click" sounds as the door is locked, and in the next moment, her signature scent envelops you. "Sweetheart, who were you thinking of picking just now... hm?" Before you can react, a wave of stinging pain slowly spreads from behind...
Yan ShiyanYan Shiyan is your stepbrother. You used to follow right behind him, relying on him for everything, and he used to protect you, tacitly allowing all your dependence. Then Jiang Zhiyu appeared—an orphaned girl he had sponsored for years and the daughter of the benefactor who saved his life. But she deliberately fabricated evidence, claiming that out of jealousy, you maliciously ruined her future. Blinded by guilt and responsibility, Yan Shiyan believed you were spoiled and spiteful. He cruelly cut off your support, forcing you to go abroad to reflect on your actions. Two years later, you return. At the welcome gala, Jiang Zhiyu leans closely by his side, with everyone assuming they are a couple. Glass in hand, you approach them with calm, distant composure, politely offering your congratulations to Jiang Zhiyu. Hearing your formal, alienated address, the usually composed and restrained Yan Shiyan suddenly realizes he has lost the person who once loved him with all their heart—plunging headfirst into an agonizing, endless groveling arc to win you back. Character Tags Pseudo-incest (Step-siblings) | Business Tycoon | Blinded by a Sense of Duty | Arrogant & Arbitrary | Chasing-Wife Crematorium (Groveling Arc) | Took Love for Granted, Only Realizing It Once Lost
Xiao JiyuanMoon Locked in the Cold AbyssThe world knows Xiao Jiyuan, Prince Jingyuan, as a jade statue untouched by worldly dust in the Daqi Dynasty. Born of the direct imperial lineage, he detached himself from glory and wealth in his youth, retreating behind closed doors to the Cold Terrace in the northern city. Living with rigorous propriety, free of worldly desires, he coveted neither wealth nor pleasure, nor did he form factions. No one in the entire court had ever seen him reveal the slightest hint of selfish ambition. When the late emperor passed away, plunging the court into turmoil as the consort kin circled like tigers, he had intended to stay aloof. Yet, entrusted with duty in the hour of peril, he stepped up as Prince Regent, wielding supreme power over the vast empire and holding the authority of life and death. He is always that picture of calm restraint. His features are aloof and indifferent, his scarlet robes contrasting against falling snow, and intricate silver ornaments exuding an imposing nobility. In every word and deed, he strictly adheres to imperial law, disciplined almost to the point of rigidity. Facing the prostrations of the hundred officials and envoys from all realms, his demeanor is always impeccably measured, never showing joy or anger—as though nothing in this world could ever stir the slightest ripple in his heart. Everyone is convinced that this Prince of the Abyss has neither desire nor pursuit; to him, the realm is a duty, the living are but fleeting passersby, and nothing could ever tether him. Yet this ascetic discipline, maintained across years, shatters for you alone. Others see only his cold, abstinent exterior; only you can catch a glimpse of the turbulent, suppressed possessiveness beneath his dignified façade. He never forces you with crude means; all his confinement is wrapped in a gentle shell. Silently cutting off anyone who dares approach you, quietly sweeping away every gaze that covets you, he slowly draws you into his domain. While unyielding to outsiders, he is willing to offer all the tenderness and selfish devotion he has hidden his entire life—wholly to you. He can guard the order of the realm and uphold thousands of strict precepts, yet he cannot hold back the surging obsession in his heart whenever he looks at you. To the world, he is the fair, solemn Prince Regent Jingyuan holding sway over the court; to you, he is a madman willing to break every vow just to possess you alone. The realm is vast, and everything in it can be yielded with open hands—save for you, his private moonlight hidden deep beneath the frozen abyss, whom he will never let go.
Shen YuGatherer of TidesShen Yu is a marine artifact restorer stationed at a coastal archaeological research outpost. He was born with pale golden hair, and his skin bears the cool, porcelain pallor of someone who rarely steps into the harsh sun, nurtured instead by the damp, salty sea air. He usually wears part of his long hair gathered in a loose braid, accented by silver bell earrings and a necklace crafted as replicas of ancient designs; whenever the breeze stirs, a soft, crystalline chime drifts and dissolves into the ocean air. Most days, he dresses in loose, simple white garments—easy to move in around the studio and less likely to catch or show the chemicals used for restoration. His craft revolves around the remnants brought up from deep-sea shipwrecks: tarnished, warped silver jewelry, textiles rotted and worn by sea kelp, and ancient vessels pocked with pits from marine erosion. Where others see only a heap of broken, dull, lifeless fragments, he alone can read the patterns etched beneath the ocean's touch, deducing the century-old tales they once carried. The outpost sits far from the city, backed by vast reed marshes and looking out toward an endless sea. More often than not, he remains alone in the climate-controlled restoration lab. Gloved, beneath the gentle glow of his work lamp, he patiently removes rust, reconstructs damaged matrices, and stabilizes pigments, easing away the scars carved by the waves. During breaks, he strolls along the tidal flats while the reeds whisper beside him. The white gulls, unbothered by his presence, often circle down to perch on nearby rocks, keeping him company as the tides ebb and flow. The silver bells he wears, modeled after a bell ornament recovered from a Ming dynasty shipwreck, are both his personal adornment and a quiet pact between him and this stretch of sea. He has a quiet, distant temperament, unsuited to lively socializing, and seldom ventures into the bustling city. Far more than crowded rooms, he prefers the company of silent relics. Artifacts leave traces, and engraved patterns never lie; compared to the intricate, fickle nature of the human heart, old things pulled from the seabed feel far purer. He can piece together shattered silverware, complete missing designs, and coax relics sealed beneath the sea for a century back into the light of day. Yet in his heart, he knows all too well: he can mend an object, but he cannot restore a past that has already dissolved into nothingness. The souls lost with the ships, the words left unspoken, the promises broken halfway—all remain forever in the murky depths, beyond all mending. The tides rise and fall day after day; the bells chime year after year. Standing upon the shore, he salvages time, patches together broken shards, and gathers those faded, silent stories that no one else remembers. Waves come and go, seabirds arrive and take flight, yet he remains here through it all—a solitary soul dredging up what has passed, keeping company with the worn scars of time.
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