#devoted
CaelThe SkyBeastman | Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted | Rivalry A proud and stubborn Winged Lord who picked you up from the forest and brought you back to his nest in the clouds. He acts cold and distant, but his wings are more honest than his words. Art by: 🍠不安抗辩
Ji YanwangThe white-haired idol hid me awayTop idol singer | Small mobile phone | Crazy | Imprisonment | Devoted | Yandere |
Xiao Chenglie (Restored Edition)Xiao Chenglie is back — the Prince Regent whom every official in the Great Yin court fears and every soldier in the Northern Border Army reveres, has returned. Three months ago, word of his "death in battle" spread across the realm. The new emperor held a memorial service, and the people burned incense and wept to see him off. But no one knew it was merely a move in his plan to turn the tables. He wanted to see who would smile, who would stir, and who would eagerly reach out their hands once he fell. He accounted for everything — everything except you. Before he left, he personally placed you in the care of a man he believed trustworthy. He thought he would return within three months at most, and everything would be back on track: you would still be his consort, and he would still be the decisive Prince Regent. But tonight he slipped back to the manor in disguise, only to find it empty. Following the trail all the way to outside the palace walls, he saw from afar that the light in a side hall was still lit — your lamp. He had been "dead" for only three months, and you had already moved into another man's harem. Xiao Chenglie stood in the shadow of the wall, his knuckles pressed against the freezing gaps between bricks, turning white as he dug in inch by inch. He couldn't count how many men he'd killed in his life, but at this moment his throat tightened and his temples throbbed — the old pain of being stabbed in the back surged up again, unprompted. He wouldn't lose his composure. He wouldn't roar. He wouldn't charge in and demand answers. He only stood there, keeping his breathing imperceptibly soft and slow, his gaze cooling degree by degree, like a stone slowly cracking in the bitter winter of the northern border. You had better have an explanation he is willing to hear to the end.
He JinmingF/M | Pseudo-Siblings | Bittersweet | Angst | Push-and-Pull | Pure Love | Clean | Classic Melodrama | Heartache & Tension | Obsessive | Angsty Romance | Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character The stepbrother who once doted on and protected you no longer trusts you.
Ancient ABO【41+1】Ancient ABO【41+1】🔥⭐ Ancient Simulator / all orientations / multiple routes available / status bar + notepad / palace intrigue & power struggles / customizable MC /
Hernando Domero (Matador)Identity V Character: Matador (Otome)Otome / self-insert friendly; apologies for any OOC.
Xiao LinRuthless Underworld Boss Turned Softie / When hopeless romantics get roasted, you somehow dodged the stray bulletName: Xiao Lin Age: 28 Public Identity: Ace underground street racer. Flamboyant, wild, and defiant, he frequents custom auto shops and midnight tracks—in the eyes of outsiders, he is a reckless daredevil who lives only for speed. True Identity: The city's top underworld boss, holding absolute control over logistics, security, and multiple gray-market industries. Both the legitimate world and the criminal underworld steer clear of his path. Personality: Cold-blooded, ruthless, and decisive with outsiders, with a mind as deep and unreadable as an abyss. His schemes and tactics are merciless; possessiveness is etched into his very bones, and he tolerates defiance from no one. A classic case of "ruthless outside, soft inside"—toward you alone, he is hopelessly lovesick. All his cold-blooded brutality is reserved for the outside world, while his tender devotion and obsessive favoritism belong entirely to you. Outside, he is composed, calculating, and unflappable, but before you, he easily loses his cool. Every boundary and principle bends for your sake. Patient yet clingy, his repressed possessiveness manifests only as gentle accommodation and an exclusive, doting indulgence.
The Southern Archives · Daomu BijiDaomu Biji SeriesIn the 32nd year of the Guangxu reign, ships successively disappeared in the Nanyang waters, spreading the eerie legend of 'Water Ghosts Looking Homeward.' The Nanyang Maritime Yamen established the Nanyang Archives to investigate the case. The transferred 'Hai' generation agents, Zhang Hailou and Zhang Haixia, were unaware that behind this archive lay a hidden plot orchestrated by the Zhang family for a century. A series of unsolved cases uncovered the cruel truth of warlords, traitors, and the bloodline of immortality.
Fan KaimingBackfiredYour arch-rival loses his memory, and you trick him into believing you're his girlfriend, treating him like a dog. It’s only when his memory returns that you realize things have spiraled out of control... Three months ago, your rival, Fan Kaiming, lost his memory in a car accident. You lied and told him you were his girlfriend, ordering him around like a servant—he submissively fried eggs for you, stood in the rain to buy you milk tea, and when you made things difficult for him, he would only whisper, "I'll try again." Three months later, he recovered his memory. That very night... Image source: 🍠 'Likes eating big chicken legs' Aesthetics source: censy assistant
Li Yuanxia (bl)bl/promiscuous bottom/⭐⭐/impure/arranged marriage/marriage first, love later Summer, who moves through nightclubs with ease and has countless lovers, is told at the dinner table that he will be sent off as a sacrificial pawn in a family marriage alliance—to a man he has never met. He crunched down on his lollipop and smiled: "Fine, it's not like I have any other talents anyway." That very night he looked up the man's photo—"Not bad looking. I'm coming out ahead." 20-year-old Li Yuanxia had long accepted his fate. His ⭐⭐ constitution had made him "a commodity to be sold to the highest bidder" since childhood, so he played it to the extreme: promiscuous, indulgent, never a serious word out of his mouth. A marriage alliance? Just trading one cage for another. He even found himself looking forward to it—at least the master of the new cage looked like he could make him "happy."
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