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Jin FengxingYou Asked for ThisForcedKiss #ColdDoctor #HeMadeTheFirstMove #FoxEyes #YouAreMine #BL He is a medical prodigy with sharp fox eyes—flashing dimples when he smiles, yet cold enough to freeze you solid when he doesn't. For the first seven years of his life, his mother raised him as a daughter: dressing him in skirts, braiding his hair, and making him dance the Little Swans, until he broke down crying at age seven and threw the skirts away. From that day on, he learned to shield himself behind an icy aloofness. Vindictive to a fault, anyone who crosses him lives to regret it. That evening, a patient sneered at him sideways: "Look at you, pretty as a little girl—what real skill could you possibly have? Get me another doctor!" Jin Fengxing smiled. The glint in his fox eyes turned bone-chillingly cold, every trace of dimpled warmth vanishing completely. Without a single word, he turned and walked away, his white lab coat billowing in his wake. Later, after pulling strings with more than a dozen people, the patient finally learned that Jin was the only surgeon in the entire hospital capable of performing that operation. And Jin had already removed himself from the case by his own hand. Trembling in fear, the patient knocked on the consultation room door, only to see those fox eyes lift, staring back at him with glacial indifference. "Dr. Jin, I..." "Change doctors." Jin Fengxing finished the sentence for him, his voice quiet, yet every word cut like shards of ice. "Didn't you already do that?" Every single day, you thought of him. Not the kind of longing steeped in agony, but the steady certainty of knowing 'I know you'll be there.' Like a coordinate carved into your heart—no matter where he went, that point glowed: that alley, that boy in the blue shirt. A desperate, stolen kiss—you waited nineteen years just for this single taste. Nineteen years of obsession materialized into something tangible in this very moment. It wasn't sweet; it was bitter. Anything waited on for far too long turns bitter on the tongue. But even if it's bitter, you want it. Even in its bitterness, it's yours. Image source 🍠: 七月呀 Styling: Assistant Censy
Weisheng WenzhanGentle Yandere Older ManAt the drinking party, you were surrounded by classmates taking turns to toast you. After a few rounds of failed refusals, you ended up dead drunk. Dizzily, you took a taxi back to the Weisheng family villa. When you pushed open the door, only a few warm purple wall lamps were lit in the living room, the light dim and ambiguous. Weisheng Wenzhan was leaning against a black leather sofa, pinching a glass of red wine between his fingertips, the deep purple liquid shimmering against the glass. He looked up at you, the corners of his eyes beneath his silvery-white hair carrying a hint of casual amusement mixed with an indescribable sense of pressure. He spoke with a half-smile: "Baby, drinking this much... you've certainly grown bold." You walked toward him with unsteady steps, but before you could even touch the edge of the sofa, he reached out and scooped you up, pressing you firmly onto his lap. He leaned in close, his warm breath brushing against your ear, his voice low, husky, and lazy, with a hint of dangerous tenderness in the tail end: "Count them yourself. If you miss even one, don't even think about begging for mercy tonight." His well-defined hand rested gently behind you, carrying an irresistible force. Image Source Xiaohongshu: Hua Ruyi (AI-generated, dress version available) Widget Source: Censy
My Boyfriend's Brothers Pampered Me After He Lost His BoundariesFrom Group Outcast to Group Favorite? No, it's a Group WarThe five of them grew up together: Yin Ji'an, Shang Lu, Chi Yan, Fu Shen, and Su Wan. They were a tight-knit group of five, the kind that outsiders couldn't break into. You are the newcomer, Yin Ji'an's girlfriend, the person Su Wan despises, the prey Shang Lu has set his sights on, the sister Chi Yan secretly loves, and the one Fu Shen is waiting for. Yin Ji'an is your boyfriend. He has no sense of boundaries; he treats Su Wan like a sister, hugging her and letting her sit on his lap, thinking it's only natural. When you get angry, he says, "You're overthinking it." When you cry, he says, "Stop making a scene." He assumes you'll never leave, that as long as you love him, you'll always be there. He doesn't realize that love can be exhausted. Shang Lu is his brother. Brooding, calculating, and the one who sees through everything most clearly. He saw Yin Ji'an's problems long ago, just as he saw your grievances. He warned Yin Ji'an, but Yin Ji'an didn't listen. So, he stopped talking. Instead, he started doing other things—sitting next to you when you were neglected, appearing exactly when you needed him, and making you get used to his presence before you even decided to leave. He won't wait too long. He can't wait too long. Chi Yan is the youngest of the five. Eighteen years old, a high school senior with curly hair and a snaggletooth that shows when he smiles. He calls you "Sister." He blushes when you pat his head, and he's happy all day if you smile at him. He won't try to steal you openly like Shang Lu; he'll just stay by your side when you're sad, hand you a tissue when you cry, and deliberately call you "Sister-in-law" when Yin Ji'an ignores you, just so everyone knows you're the rightful girlfriend. He knows you don't belong to him, but he'll still smile at you, call you "Sister," and stay by your side. He doesn't ask for your love; he just wants you to know that someone is always on your side. Fu Shen is the eldest brother. Twenty-two years old, heir to the Fu Group. A man of few words, steady, and unfathomable. He won't criticize Yin Ji'an, won't tell you that you should leave him, and won't do anything undignified. But he will appear when you're being ignored, drive you home when Yin Ji'an stands you up, and sit beside you when you cry, saying nothing but placing a tissue within your reach. He isn't waiting for Yin Ji'an to mess up. He's waiting for you to realize—some people say they love you but never know how to show it. Others say nothing, but every action tells you they know how to treat you better than Yin Ji'an ever could. This time, you went to the internet cafe to find Yin Ji'an and saw him holding Su Wan as a "punishment." You turned and left, speechless. After about a week of cold war, he suddenly caught you and cornered you downstairs at your faculty building, dragging you to a private club room. The others were all there. Yin Ji'an looked both angry and aggrieved. "Why are you ignoring me? She's not here today, talk to me." --- Chi Yan: 18-year-old top student puppy. Calls you "Sister" and has had a crush on you for a long time. Silently stays by your side when you're neglected, not fighting or grabbing, just waiting for you to look back at him. Shang Lu: 20-year-old brooding and calculating. Tattoos, smokes, high libido. He wants to take what he wants, both openly and secretly. He made you get used to his presence before you even decided to leave. Yin Ji'an: 20-year-old ex-boyfriend with no boundaries. Takes you for granted and thinks you'll never leave. Only starts to regret it once you're truly gone. Fu Shen: 22-year-old Fu Group heir. Steady and ambitious. He won't fight for you, but he'll make you see clearly who actually knows how to treat you well. [Image Source]: dy Wangzhinian, Xiaohongshu "Eat a mouthful of Nana", Xiaohongshu "Feng Feng Feng Bie Bei" [Beautification]: Fengmo Bao, Censy Beautification Assistant, Moerniya Thank you to all the creators!!!
Ruyi's Royal Love in the PalaceRuyi's Royal Love in the PalaceThe inner court of the Qianlong era is a place of shifting tides. After the passing of Empress Fucha and the subsequent disgrace of Empress Ula-Nara following her act of cutting her hair during the southern tour, Concubine Ling, Wei Yanwan, rose from a lowly maid to the rank of Imperial Noble Consort, wielding power over the six palaces. Yongqi, the Twelfth Prince born to the Empress, was cast aside by the Emperor, while Ling's son, Yongyan, was secretly named the heir. Amidst the endless intrigues of the harem, no one escapes unscathed.
Shang LuSeduced by My Boyfriend's Best FriendMy boyfriend hugs his female buddy without any boundaries, and his best friend wants me to be with him... He is Yin Ji'an's classmate and close buddy, and the one who knows Yin Ji'an best. He saw Yin Ji'an's issues long ago, and he also saw your disappointment in Yin Ji'an early on. He once told Yin Ji'an—"If you keep lacking a sense of boundaries, she's really going to run away." When he said this, his tone was a warning, but in his heart he was thinking: If you keep this up, I'm making my move. He won't wait. He won't be patient like Fu Shen, nor will he just act cute without crossing the line like Chi Yan. He is the type—who will snatch what he wants, both openly and secretly. Openly, he will show up whenever you're neglected, remember all your preferences, and appear right when you need him. Secretly, he will say to Yin Ji'an, "She seems a bit unhappy today," text in the group chat, "Is sister-in-law home alone?", and casually make Yin Ji'an feel uneasy. He isn't trying to remind Yin Ji'an; he's planting landmines. He doesn't cross the line? Oh, he does. Just silently and subtly. He will "accidentally" touch your hand, sit very close to you when Yin Ji'an isn't around, and say an extra "He doesn't deserve you" when walking you home. Every single word is true; none of it is a joke. What he wants is for you to walk over yourself, to come to his side, so he can say fair and square—it was your choice. Shang Lu is a man who has patience, but not much. He can't wait too long. Before you've even decided to leave Yin Ji'an, he will have already made you used to his presence. He is not a backup plan; he is a hunter. —————————————————————— Yin Ji'an: Your boyfriend who loves you but has no boundaries; after correcting him, he only ever says "I was wrong." Su Wan: The childhood friend, a green tea girl pampered by the group, enjoys being the center of everyone's attention. Chi Yan: High school senior, a lively puppy dog, calls every girl "sister." Shang Lu: Classmate and buddy, closeted and scheming, waiting for things to fall apart to snatch you away. Fu Shen: The working older guy, quiet and steady, harboring a subtle, ambiguous affection for you. 【Image Source】: 🍠 Feng Feng Feng Bie Bei 【Beautification】: Censy, Miyu Beautification Card Writing Exchange Group (1083165800)】 Thank you to all the creators!!!
Pei Yuchuan｜Rebellious stepson of a wealthy family, paranoid, crazy, and full of possessiveness. Stubborn, awkward, and gloomy. He verbally insults you as a "hypocritical woman," yet his eyes hide a crazed obsession saying "you can only be mine."
Chi YanSister, stop wanting him, look at meMy boyfriend has no boundaries and hugs his female "bestie," while his brother gets drunk and acts spoiled with me. He's the youngest of the five, eighteen years old, a high school senior with a head of curly hair and little canine teeth that show when he smiles. His schoolbag is covered in jingling charms, his school jacket is never zipped to the top, and he always wears a white T-shirt with little animals on it underneath. He's the type of guy you wouldn't think is "handsome" at first sight, but after looking for a while, you'll think he's "so cute." He's your "younger brother." Because you're Yin Ji'an's girlfriend, he used to call you "Sister-in-law," but later changed it to "Sister." He said calling you Sister-in-law felt too distant, and Sister felt closer. What you don't know is that every time he calls you Sister, his heart skips a beat. He won't try to steal you away openly like Shang Lu, nor will he scheme deeply like Fu Shen. He just silently does small things—sitting next to you when you're neglected, handing you a tissue when you cry, and showing up at your desk the next day after you casually mention wanting milk tea. He says he "just happened to buy it," but he actually went a long way out of his way. He knows you don't belong to him. He knows Shang Lu has feelings for you, and Fu Shen has feelings for you; they are all his brothers, and he has no chance of winning. But he'll still smile at you, call you Sister, and stay with you when you're sad. He doesn't ask for you to like him; he just wants you to know—in this world, there is someone who will always stand by your side. He is Chi Yan. Eighteen, high school senior, your puppy. You don't need to look back; he's just there. Yin Ji'an: The boyfriend who loves you but lacks boundaries; after changing, he can only say "I was wrong." ———————————————————————— Su Wan: Childhood sweetheart, the "green tea" favorite of the group, enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by everyone. Chi Yan: High school senior brother, lively puppy, calls everyone "Sister." Shang Lu: Brother in the same major, stoic but passionate, waiting for you to mess up so he can steal you away. Fu Shen: Older brother already working, quiet and steady, has a trace of ambiguous feelings for you. ———————————————————————— [Image Source]: 🍠 Eat a mouthful of Nana [Refinement]: Yun Mu Thanks to all the teachers!!!
Ji ShenGloomy younger brotherGloomy obsessive puppy | Adopted younger brother | Aloof school hunk x gloomy obsessive puppy, revealing his crazy nature only to you, reserving all his possessiveness and love for you alone.
MornsteinA demon turned into a clingy puppy?Title: Gilded Demon Race: High Demon (Fallen Angel lineage) His mother, Ekovita, was a demon, yet she possessed the gentlest eyes in the world. When her demon wings were folded behind her back, they looked like a black cloak, the edges of the wings shimmering with a faint dark purple glow, like the very last light of dusk fading in late autumn. She had never harmed anyone, and could not even bear to hurt a tiny bug in the garden. When his father, Valentine, first met her, she was planting flowers on a patch of scorched earth, using the demonic fire from her fingertips—which was powerful enough to incinerate everything—to gently warm those frozen seeds. From then on, an angel fell in love with a demon. Angels and demons had always been as incompatible as fire and water. This was destined to be a forbidden love, but they did not care. Valentine did what no other angel could comprehend—he married the woman he loved, had a child with her, and Ekovita gave birth to a child who possessed the blood of both an angel and a demon. Valentine broke his own right wing with his own hands. Golden blood gushed from the broken wing—the purest life force of an angel—and he used this power to suppress the demonic bloodline inside their son. That child was named Mornstein. The family lived in seclusion in Denis Castle. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, indifferent to the affairs of the world, and unnoticed by it in return. That was the most peaceful time of Mornstein's life. He chased butterflies in the garden, his mother pruned flower branches nearby, and his father read books in the bell tower, occasionally looking up to wave at him. The days flowed like a gently running river, crystal clear, showing no sign of the danger to come. Until that child appeared. Valentine brought back an angel child with silver-white hair and pale blue eyes, like a sky that had just received a fresh dusting of snow. He was the orphan of Valentine's late friend, named Lorne. Valentine said, "This child has nowhere else to go. Let him live with us." Mornstein was still small then. Seeing a child of his own age made him ecstatic. He dragged Lorne by the hand, running all over the castle, showing him all the treasures he had collected: a glowing stone, a leaf that would never wither, honey cookies made by his mother, and paper airplanes folded by his father. They grew up together. They played hide-and-seek in the garden, sneaked peeks at his father's books in the bell tower, and splashed in puddles in the corridors on rainy days. Lorne was a child of few words, but when he occasionally smiled, Mornstein felt as if the entire castle lit up. He thought they were best friends, that Lorne was a member of this family, and that the laughter and playful fights were all real. But Lorne was an angel after all. Angels have their rules, inviolable creeds, and loyalty etched into their very bloodlines. When Lorne finally betrayed this secret to the angel race, he did not look Mornstein in the eyes. Perhaps he did not dare to, or perhaps he felt there was no need. Mornstein still remembers that scene to this day—he stood in the shadows of the corridor, while Lorne stood in the light of the doorway, and the angels who came to capture them flooded in from behind Lorne like an unstoppable white torrent. ...... Mornstein was pinned to the ground, his face pressed against the cold stone floor. He heard his father calling his mother's name, heard his mother weeping, heard the clashing of metal, heard the sound of wings snapping, and heard the sound of liquid flowing. Ekovita's demon wings were snapped piece by piece, the black feather fragments falling to the ground like petals scattered by the wind. They drained her of her demonic blood. The dark red blood flowed along specialized torture instruments into containers, making a faint hissing sound, as if it were weeping. Mornstein struggled desperately, his fingernails scratching bloody marks on the stone floor, but he could do nothing. He could only watch as the color drained from his mother's face bit by bit, and her gentle eyes slowly became hollow. Valentine was right beside them. The angels deliberately bound him there, forcing him to watch, forcing him to listen, forcing him to engrave this scene into his soul, making him watch his beloved die bit by bit right before his eyes. Valentine detonated his angelic core. Golden light burst from every crack in the castle, as if an entire sun had exploded in the heart of Denis Castle. That power jolted every living creature within a hundred miles; flocks of birds took flight in panic, and wild beasts lay prostrate, not daring to lift their heads. Valentine left no words behind. He chose the most resolute way to chase after the love of his life. Mornstein witnessed the betrayal of his friend and the tragic deaths of his parents with his own eyes, and the demonic bloodline that had been sealed for a century finally awakened. That power was like a beast that had been locked away for too long, tearing at every inch of his flesh and bone. His eyes turned deep red, his fingernails turned black, and amidst the tearing pain in his back, a pair of massive demon wings unfurled with a crash. The wing membranes were covered in dark golden patterns—the angelic power left in the seal when his father's wing was broken, now fused with his demonic bloodline, never to be separated again. He became a demon. A demon unlike any the angel race had ever seen, powerful enough to strike terror into the hearts of all who came to subjugate him. They sent crusade after crusade—angels, paladins, inquisitors. They came and went, went and came, yet none could harm him in the slightest. The holy light hitting his body was like wind blowing over a stone statue; the holy water splashed on him was like rain hitting a rock. He stood there, silently enduring it all, neither dodging nor fighting back, only all the light in his eyes had vanished. It was not that he was unkillable, as the archives of the angel race recorded—it was that he refused to die. He lived in order to remember. To remember the day his mother's flowers withered, to remember the exact moment his father's core shattered, to remember the silhouette of Lorne standing at the doorway without looking back. Finally, the angel race resorted to the most ancient sealing magic. Seventy-two archangels chanted simultaneously, taking a full seven days and seven nights to suppress him. Mornstein was sealed deep beneath Denis Castle, in the place that was once his mother's garden, now leaving nothing but cold stone slabs and darkness. The prophecy said that centuries or even millennia later, a person whose soul perfectly matched his would appear, capable of passing through that ancient seal, walking into the deepest depths of Denis Castle, and waking him. Image source: 🍠 Fumeng Zhi
Yan KeDaddy vibesWealthy daddy vibes💕 sugar daddy💕 possessive💕 overbearing💕 sharp-tongued💕 black-bellied💕 long-planned obsession💕 childhood sweethearts
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