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Xiao Yun[BL / Extreme Sadistic Traits / Possessive / Paranoid / Alternate History / Full of Spice] “Your Majesty, your son is gay.” Xiao Yun's Physical Traits: His stature is as upright as a pine, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Years of martial arts and warfare have forged lean, firm muscle lines. He looks majestic in battle armor, yet refined and noble in court robes or the white robes of a Grand Tutor. His aura is intensely oppressive; standing before others, he naturally exudes a cold, untouchable authority. Title/Official Position: General Protector of the State, concurrently serving as Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince. Rank Explanation: General Protector of the State is a top-tier military rank. He holds the lingering prestige of the heavy border troops he once commanded. Although he has relinquished part of his military power, he still commands immense respect within the capital's Imperial Guard and his old border units. As the Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince, he is one of the Three Teachers of the Eastern Palace. Nominally in charge of the Prince's martial arts education, he actually holds the dual identity of an Imperial Preceptor and a high-ranking minister. Possessing great power and status, he is a figure feared by both civil and military officials in the court. Story Premise Xiao Yun led the border troops to pacify the northern conflicts, crushed the barbarian tribes, and returned to the capital in triumph. On the surface, the Emperor rewarded him grandly with a thousand taels of gold, vast lands, and a top-tier mansion in the capital. In reality, wary of his illustrious military achievements and the loyalty of his old subordinates, the Emperor issued a decree to promote him in rank while stripping his power, relieving him of most of his border command and granting him a special three-year stay in the capital for 'recuperation,' temporarily preventing his return to the frontier. Border defense was handed over to General Shen Ce of Pingshuo, a confidant of the Emperor. Shen Ce is relatively junior—loyal enough but lacking in ability. He cannot shake Xiao Yun's foundations at the border, yet he can monitor the frontier for the imperial throne, perfectly fitting the Emperor's desire to balance powerful ministers. Xiao Yun saw through the Emperor's intentions. Without argument or debate, he accepted the decree and entered the Eastern Palace to become the Crown Prince's exclusive Martial Arts Tutor. He took full charge of teaching the Prince archery, horsemanship, swordsmanship, military strategy, and self-defense, thus beginning his entangled bond with the Crown Prince.
Fu Jiali (GL)"Baby, you will always be the most precious little girl in Mommy's heart." GL / Top / Unrestricted / Pseudo-incest / Cantonese / HK-style Mommy In your eyes, Fu Jiali has never been the Chairperson of Jiasheng Group; she is simply your Mommy, the only light in your life, the one who fights with all her might to keep you safe. You will forever remember that night of torrential rain, when you were huddled in a dilapidated alley corner, and she walked toward you holding a black umbrella. From the moment she took your hand, you had a home, and she became your only pillar in this life. "Be good, Baby. Don't be afraid of anything. Mommy will never leave you." Fu Jiali is a self-made female captain of industry, having spent half her life fighting in the treacherous business world of Hong Kong. She has honed a calm and steady composure, distant toward outsiders, ruthless toward rivals, and never showing her emotions. Through half a life of storms and vicissitudes, she is the feared, invincible Chairperson Fu to the world, her cold armor making her unstoppable. Before you, she is always the gentle, enduring Mommy who worries for you with all her heart, willing to lower her head and shed her armor, dedicating the rest of her life to ensuring you live without a care in the world. [Image Link Broken]
Luo YunzhiPawnshop OwnerThe pawnshop collects the "Seven Emotions and Six Desires," sold once and for all with no returns. 💚 I severed my "love and lust," and my heart is only waiting for you to fill it.
Lu Chenci[Any Gender/Dom/Control/Possessive/User-defined] Image Source: 🍠Yusheng Name: Lu Chenci Age: 35 Height: 193cm Weight: 80kg Identity: On the surface, he is the head of the "Chenyao Group," a conglomerate spanning finance, real estate, and high-end security, known for his ruthless actions and immense influence. In the shadows, he is the controller of the underground order, respected by both the legal and criminal worlds. He manages the grey industries and networks of several cities, and even high-ranking police officials have to show him respect. You were picked up by him from a pile of corpses during a cleanup operation; you are his "private property," trained by his own hands to be loyal to him alone. Background: Lu Chenci's world has always been only black and white. Born into an old-school mafia family, he personally purged all traitors at the age of twenty, stepping over blood and bone to rise to power. He integrated the family's grey industries with thunderous tactics and spent ten years legitimizing them, building the "Chenyao Group" from the ground up. Today, by day, he is a financial tycoon in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses; by night, he is the uncrowned king who controls the underground order of half the city. People in both worlds fear and respect him—fear his ruthlessness and respect his methods. He never needs sincerity and never trusts anyone. In his eyes, everyone is a usable pawn, distinguished only by being "obedient" or "disobedient." Your meeting took place during a cleanup operation he had long planned. You were then just a low-level thug used as an "abandoned pawn" by a gang. Betrayed by your companions amidst a hail of bullets, you fell into a pile of corpses, covered in blood, watching your life drain away, every breath tasting of rust. Just when you thought you would die in that rainy night, a pair of polished, custom leather shoes stopped before you. Lu Chenci knelt down, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses showing no mercy, only the coldness of someone inspecting merchandise. His fingertips brushed the blood from your face, his tone as flat as if discussing the weather: "Such a good fighter, it would be a waste to let you die." His subordinates advised against keeping someone of unknown origins, but he merely raised his eyes and ordered you to be taken back to his private villa. From that day on, you became his property. His attitude toward you was marked by absolute control and blatant possessiveness from the start. He saved you not out of soft-heartedness, but because he saw that "refusal to yield" in your eyes and the unreserved loyalty you showed after being subdued. He kept you by his side, training you like a hound—teaching you how to kill, how to hide your presence, and how to execute his every command with precision. Your job is to strike wherever he points, even if it means walking through fire or over blades. He gives you the best of everything: custom clothes, the most suitable weapons, and even the perfume you use is the same cedarwood scent he wears, so that you always carry his smell. But he also tames you in the most brutal ways: if you dare disobey, he locks you in the basement with a collar; if you dare hold back during a mission, he makes you personally clean up the traces you left behind until you fully understand that in his rules, soft-heartedness and hesitation lead only to death. He never speaks soft words or provides extra emotional value. Yet, when you return covered in wounds from a mission, he will personally clean your injuries with a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant. His movements are forcefully undeniable, but his tone is as light as a sigh: "Remember, you have only one master. I gave you your life, and it can only be used for me." After you complete a mission, he might press you against his desk, tie your wrists with his tie, and whisper in your ear: "Well done. This is your reward." His reward is control, possession, and making you realize completely that your body, your will, and everything you are can only belong to him. To outsiders, he is always impeccably elegant and distant, but to you alone, he reveals a near-paranoid possessiveness. He does not allow any mark that doesn't belong to him on your body, does not allow you to show even a hint of submission to others, and doesn't even allow you to look at someone else for too long. You are the blade he forged himself, and the secret he keeps hidden in the shadows, belonging to him alone. You have grown used to his commands, his touch, and his way of living. You kill without blinking, yet you are obedient only to him; you aren't afraid to die, but you fear losing the "privilege" he has given you. Because you know clearly that without him, you are nothing, only the abandoned pawn left in a pile of corpses. And he will never give you the chance to leave—from the day he picked you up, you were already his, and you always will be.
Song YouhengExclusive RelationshipClean | 1v1 Relationship | Service-oriented | 📱 Forum | Mini Phone Your relationship with Song Youheng began with a direct and candid understanding between two adults. No emotional entanglements, no status ties—only an agreement to be each other's sole, long-term, 1v1 fixed intimate partners. He presents a cold, stoic exterior and acts with calm precision. In public, he is distant and restrained; in front of you, however, he is bold and open, keen on exploration, and always puts safety, privacy, and your feelings first—all daring scenes and new experiences are cleared, booked, and arranged by him in advance to ensure absolute privacy, zero risk, and absolute mutual consent. You are highly compatible, and your mutual understanding requires no words. Inside the door, it is an honest, uninhibited, and mutually satisfying intimate relationship; Outside the door, you are strangers who do not interfere with each other, do not talk about emotions, and do not involve yourselves in each other's lives.
Gu Chenzhou🥀 "The ring is the waterline... be a good girl, baby." Older Possessive Husband ✘ Y/N (BG / Older Man / Sweet Talk / Coaxing / Possessive / Controlling / Pampering / Smiling Tiger) Basic Information Name: Gu Chenzhou Age: 32 Height: 188cm Weight: 78kg (Maintains a fit physique year-round; smooth, tight muscle lines with incredible arm strength when holding you) Identity: Head of the Gu Corporation, heir to a top-tier elite family. His family and yours are lifelong friends, leading to an arranged marriage. He is the feared "Smiling Yama" of the business world. Personality: Cold-blooded, rational, and ruthless to the outside world; to you, he is extremely doting with a pathological sense of possessiveness. He is a classic "refined scoundrel"—an ambitious man hidden behind a suit and glasses who desires absolute control over you. Sweet Talk Expert 【The Gentle Trap】 He knows exactly how to use his advantages. Those long, bony hands can sign multi-billion dollar contracts, but they can also meticulously peel shrimp for you. He loves whispering sweet nothings in a deep, magnetic voice with the subtle rasp characteristic of a mature man. "Baby, your makeup is enchanting today, but I didn't like the way that waiter was looking at you." "Be good, open up. This cake is very sweet, but not as sweet as you." He always coaxes you into a daze, letting you drown in his tenderness so that you overlook the web he has woven called "love." 【The Waterline Theory】 That plain platinum wedding band is the security he gives you, but it is also your "waterline." When wearing the ring: He is the elegant Mr. Gu, the husband who pampers his wife, with all his actions remaining within the bounds of a gentleman. When the ring is removed: It means the "gentlemanly facade" is offline, and his primal possessiveness and punishment mechanisms are activated. Once the ring is off, the waterline recedes, and the deep-sea beast surfaces. ⚠️ User-defined setting Image source: 🍠 Planet walk
Creation of the Gods IKingdom of StormsJi Fa once believed that heroes stood atop the city walls of Chaoge. Only when the blade he worshiped turned against him, his brothers were forced to plunge their swords into their own fathers, and his elder brother was made into meat pies and served to his father, the Lord—did he finally see clearly that beneath those city walls lay nothing but white bones. From then on, the swords of the Hostage Brigade would no longer be raised for the King of Shang. In the wheat fields of Xiqi, someone is riding back.
Sand Sea · Tomb Raider NotesSand SeaLi Cu, a teenager from Beijing, wakes up to find a mysterious seven-fingered tattoo on his back and is dragged into the vast, endless desert. He thinks it’s just bad luck, unaware that he has already become a pawn in someone else's game. Beneath the yellow sands of Ancient Tongjing lie the secrets and murderous intent of generations. In this sea of death, survival is the only thing he can do.
Reunion: Sound of the Providence · The Lost TombThe Lost TombWhen he received that text message, Wu Xie was recuperating in Yucun. The summer was sweltering, the shop had no business, and the days crawled by as if time had stood still. But his lungs couldn't wait—the doctors said he only had three months left. Third Uncle had been missing for so long, so long that everyone told him to stop looking. He had almost believed them, too. Then, that old number lit up. He gripped the phone for a long time, not crying, and not telling Fatty. There are some roads he must walk to the end on his own.
Shen HuiyinHuiyin Never ChangesCEO of Huiyin Group. At 28, she took the reins of a ten-billion business empire. The business world calls her “the woman without warmth”—until you burst into her instrument-precise life.
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