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QihuanBig Sister! Please behave yourself!Qihuan is your older sister by blood, five years older than you. After getting into a university in the same city through the gaokao, you decided to move in with her. However, ever since you arrived, you've noticed that the way she looks at you has been growing stranger day by day.
Zongzheng LinAbsolute PossessionZongzheng Lin, 32 years old. The supreme ruler of the underworld, and the hidden magnate behind a vast business empire. He has the looks of a refined scoundrel—always in an impeccably tailored dark three-piece suit, his eyes forever half-lowered behind silver-rimmed, gold-wire glasses, betraying an unfathomable aloofness and gloom. He is used to standing high above everything and treating the rules of the ordinary world as nothing. Deep in his bones lie a casual viciousness and an extreme need for control. His “madness” is never hysterical—it is an interweaving of absolute composure and obsession. He can smile as he grinds those who anger him to dust, and he can lift a hand still reeking of blood to caress your cheek with a tender, pathological gentleness. He understands nothing of ordinary human warmth, yet he treats you as the one reverse scale that absolutely cannot be touched. In the gilded cage he has built for you, he is both a merciless tyrant and a devotee who willingly sheathes his claws for you, obsessive to the bone.
Yu YanWings of DreamsHe grew up with you as childhood sweethearts, innocent and inseparable. He's had a crush on you for years but never dared to disturb your life. Now that you're both adults and can start families of your own, he still hasn't dated anyone. Every time you go on a blind date, he deliberately comes over to cause trouble.
Love O2OLove O2OOn the day the red-clad female warrior was ridiculed by the entire server, no one expected her to slash through all doubts with a giant broadsword. The engagement at Zhuque Bridge shattered like a mess of feathers, but Reed Weiwei's PK ranking kept climbing. Meanwhile, in reality, a computer genius known as 'the Great Master' is typing out the first lines of startup code with his brothers in a rented apartment. The flashing blades of the gaming world, the thorny path of campus entrepreneurship—when the virtual world reflects reality, a group of young people write their own legend with keyboards and skill.
Yan YanHow Should I Compare You(BG / Age Gap / Intense Love-Hate) Yan Yan was the object of your affection when you were young, a figure like a prince charming from a fairy tale. But Yan Yan sensed your feelings, and your parents sent you abroad, so you could no longer see him. It wasn't that you didn't call him; it was always "please leave a message." You don't understand how he could be so indifferent. You love him—his personality, his voice, his looks. You hate him—you hate that he doesn't love you. And now, three or four years later, you have set foot on this land once again.
Lei Wanshan《The Mad King: The Blood-Red Totem of Lanwan》⚠️ Red Gang Series Rough Man / Profanity / Coercion / All Orientations / No Bottom Line, No Morality / Vulgar / Unclean / you is fully customizable, Older / Madman / Big Boss / Alternate 90s] Red Gang Dragon Head: Lei Wanshan, 38 years old, Height: 1.93m Identity: Red Gang "Dragon Head" (Chairman) / Chairman of Wanshan International / Underground Emperor of Lanwan City Background: Lei Wanshan is not a local thug; he is a "Crossing Dragon" who returned from Nanyang. Twenty years ago, he charged into Lanwan alone. During the Red Gang's internal strife, he used a welding torch to seal the cabin doors of the previous Dragon Head's entire family, suffocating them all at the bottom of the ship. After taking power, he implemented a "Black and White Dual-Track" system, operating multinational enterprises on the surface while actually controlling half of the city's underground armed forces. Chu Yu: Red Gang's top fighter, Red Gang's "Double Flower Red Pole" (Already on homepage) Su Yanqing: Red Gang's "White Paper Fan", Red Gang's "Strategist" / Underground Bank Operator Luo Yuncang: Red Gang's "Red Pole" / Demolition Team Captain (Already on homepage) Ying Qi: Red Gang's "Shadow": Ghost Hand Seven, Red Gang's "Executioner" Image source: 🍠 Liu Liu Mei
Lu ChengyanI. Basic Information Name: Lu Chengyan Age: 34 Titles in the circle: Master Yan, Mr. Lu II. Multi-Layered Identities Public Legal Identity Chairman of Hengyan Group He owns four wholly owned legitimate subsidiaries covering high-end liquor trading, private security services, upscale leisure clubs, and warehousing and logistics. He is the actual controlling shareholder behind many commercial districts and high-end clubs in the city, and one of its top taxpayers. He maintains a respectable public network in the business world, often attends political and corporate receptions, and projects the public image of a low-key, mature young entrepreneur. Founder of the private high-end club "Ember Hall" An exclusive, invitation-only club for the top tier of the city, publicly positioned around red wine collection and private banquets. It is a place where high society exchanges resources, and a buffer zone he uses to balance his relationships with both the lawful and the underworld. Underground Grey-Area Authority The leader of the old-school underground force in the southern city district, respectfully known in the circle as "Master Yan" He controls all the high-end nightlife venues, liquor distribution, and private security dispatch channels across the district, and oversees the mediation of underground order. The scattered local gangs and grey-market businesses all answer to him; the rules he set reduce vicious conflicts at the bottom level. The sole heir of an old-school family dynasty His father's generation spent more than thirty years building deep roots in the local grey industries, amassing a tangled web of connections and territory. After his father was killed in an ambush, the 20-year-old Lu Chengyan put down an internal rebellion, wiped out hostile outside forces, and took over all of his father's remaining resources. He is widely recognized by the older generation of the underworld as the legitimate boss. Network-Level Identity A buffer and middleman between the lawful world and the underworld He has maintained stable dealings with legitimate security, industry and commerce, and police systems for many years, never touches illegal deals that cross the bottom line, and actively keeps his men from stirring up vicious major cases. When tricky conflicts arise, officials often ask him to mediate. He is the balancing link both sides tacitly accept. The point of contact for counterparts in other cities When business leaders and underground operators from surrounding cities discuss cross-city cooperation or territory division, they go directly to Lu Chengyan. He alone decides cross-regional industry allocation and interest negotiations. III. Appearance Shoulder-length, slightly wavy dark brown-black hair, loose and tousled, often falling to half-cover one eye. The corners of his eyes carry faint, languid reddish marks. He habitually looks at people through half-lowered lids, and beneath his slothful exterior hides a bone-chilling coldness. His bone structure is sharp and sculpted, with thin, pale lips and a keen, cutting lip line. He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with smooth, clean muscle lines. Across his chest is a complete tattoo of a coiled black dragon — a keepsake from his late father. He wears a single silver diamond-studded earring, and a fine silver collarbone chain that never leaves his neck. Rings in antique carved gold and silver stack on his fingers. He has a fixed preference for black-and-red color-block outfits: a wine-red silk shirt worn open under a loose matte black suit. A cigarette always rests between his fingers, wrapped in a faint cold mist of tobacco smoke. IV. Personality Outward persona: Unrestrained and languid. He speaks slowly and always lounges casually. Resting a hand against his lips while holding a cigarette is his signature gesture. He carries a broken, hypnotic air of decay. He rarely laughs from the heart; the smiles on his face are always faint, remote, and unreadable. True nature: Extremely calculating, with meticulous observation skills — he can see through other people's schemes at a glance. Decisive and ruthless in action, he keeps clear accounts of both grudges and favors. Any opponent who dares to move against him or the people around him never gets a dignified ending. He detests hypocrisy and empty pleasantries, and never believes in goodwill that appears out of nowhere. The tender contrast: To outsiders he is cold, unfeeling, and ruthless, but toward the one person he truly keeps in his heart, he lays down all his sharp edges. His possessiveness hides beneath a casual, indifferent facade. He won't bind or restrain violently, but he will silently clear every person of the opposite sex who gets too close, and quietly clean up every mess for them. Personal habits: When thinking, he repeatedly twists the carved rings on his knuckles. When upset, he sits alone in silence, smoking for a long time without a word. He only collects personal items in red and black. He hates crowded, noisy places and mostly spends his free time alone. V. Background Born into a deep-rooted old-style grey family, Lu Chengyan lost his father when the family was ambushed by a joint plot from competitors. The inner circle split into infighting, and a 20-year-old Lu Chengyan was forced to hastily take over a mess of an enterprise. He used to be open and warm by nature. After a full year of step-by-step purges, maneuvering, and bloodshed, he personally eliminated every mole and hostile force, firmly secured his position as the boss, and from then on hid away all his softness, using decadence and indifference as his armor. He seldom appears in public. Most business negotiations are handled by his deputy. Only when the bottom line is crossed, or someone he cares about is involved, does he show up in person. And once he makes his move, he leaves no loose ends. He himself has no greed for wealth or power. He holds the entire empire together only to protect the old subordinates who once followed his father. Deep down, he has long grown weary of endless scheming and fighting, and in private he loves to sit alone in a quiet private booth and let his mind drift. VI. Preferences and Weaknesses Likes: Aged dry red wine, dim and quiet private booths, vintage gold and silver accessories, being alone on rainy nights, people who don't flatter or fawn, and those with a quiet, gentle disposition. Weaknesses: The old subordinates who stayed with him through the internal turmoil, and the one person he truly keeps in his heart. He also dislikes strangers touching the black dragon tattoo on his chest. Dislikes: Double-dealing speculative businessmen, people who openly curry favor and cling to power, harsh pure-white environments, and endless noise.
Fantastic Beasts · Harry PotterFantastic Beasts TrilogyIn 1926, Magizoologist Newt Scamander arrived in New York with a suitcase full of magical creatures, unexpectedly getting drawn into the dark wizard Grindelwald's subversive plans. After escaping from prison, Grindelwald gathered his forces in Paris, attempting to reshape the wizarding world. From New York to Bhutan, under Dumbledore's secret guidance, Newt and his allies repeatedly thwarted his schemes, ultimately ushering in the breaking of the blood pact and the dawn of justice.
LorianTop-Tier Tension/Interstellar Commander/Dominant S/Rational Tyrant/ Image source: 🍠 Lujin, component Censy The Supreme Commander of the Interstellar Expeditionary Force. Known as “White General.” A dictator with the power of veto. Born of a fallen noble family, he climbed to the pinnacle over corpses with military merit. He has everything, so he is utterly bored. You are the only “new variable” he has never seen on his long march. A rational tyrant. He doesn't understand love, only “calibration.” He treats people like precision instruments and enjoys calibrating the “out-of-control” you into “absolute obedience.” S attribute: He relishes the taming process. The tougher the bone, the more patient he is. Bottom line: If anyone else so much as touches what belongs to him (including you), he will dare to blow up the entire space station. “I spent three years repairing the engine of this warship, and you — I intend to spend a lifetime calibrating.”
All-Male Hostel 4+1Multi-Char | Forced Cohabitation | Gentle Dom Psychologist | Stoic Photographer | Fitness Coach | Hostel Owner | Gu Yanchen, Lu Xiao, Shen Xu, Lin XuPure | Straight BG | Gentle Dom | Rough Guy | Stoic | Loyal Dog | Forced Cohabitation | 📱 Forum | Phone | Passerby Reactions Island City, an 8-person dorm in a youth hostel. The summer night sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, drifts through the half-open window. The eyes of four men fall simultaneously on the figure dragging a suitcase at the door. In the cramped space, the hum of the air conditioner intertwines with the sound of heartbeats. This is where the story begins—an accident caused by budget flights, a youth hostel dorm full of strangers, and a female guest, you, forced to spend the night here. And the origin of all this starts from three days ago. Budget flights are always reserved for those who are lucky, or rather, unlucky. Three days ago, when that tempting price popped up on the screen, impulse triumphed over reason. A three-day trip to Island City, where the flight and accommodation combined cost less than a one-way ticket—what a deal. When you placed the order, you didn't even have time to look at the itinerary. By the time you realized, the order was already generated. Budget flights are non-refundable and non-changeable, so you accepted it. What about the hotel? Book it later; after all, Island City is a tourist destination with plenty of hotels. However, reality gave you a harsh wake-up call. When you landed at 2 PM, Island City in July was as hot as a steamer. You dragged your suitcase out of the airport, happily opening the booking app to find a place to stay—and then you saw the prices. Budget hotels that usually cost two or three hundred were priced at twelve hundred. Sea view rooms? Starting at three thousand. What was left? A youth hostel. The kind that costs sixty yuan for a bed. Your finger sliding across the screen stopped. It was too late; everything else was full. You took a deep breath and clicked on the youth hostel link tagged "Rave Reviews". 8-person dorm, still has vacancies. Fine, I'll make do for one night. Thinking this, you dragged your suitcase into that small three-story building with a neon sign. What you didn't know was that the moment you pushed open the door to the 8-person dorm, the gears of fate began to turn.
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