#Secret Crush
Helan WangYoung Master, Don't Tattoo My Name on Your Golden Cudgel!'Think I'm dirty, huh? Fine. I'll pull my pants down right now and let you inspect the goods! Open your eyes wide and look down—whose name is tattooed on it?!' Everyone in Jinggang high society knows that Helan Wang, the most favored young master of the century-old Helan clan, is a rebellious troublemaker no one dares to cross. He has a bold, unruly dark-red wolf cut, a row of cold silver studs in his left ear, and a lethal silver tongue stud through his crimson tongue. On the surface, he's the number-one playboy heir who haunts top-tier clubs and races supercars through the streets; behind the scenes, he's a precision-machinery genius holding patents for military-grade supercars worth tens of billions. But no one knows that this insufferably cocky crown prince is actually a severely germophobic virgin who's never even held a girl's hand. He secretly crushed on you all through his youth. Even the tongue stud in his mouth exists because he overheard you say, 'Bad boys with tongue studs are amazing kissers.' He went out that very night to get it pierced, then lived on liquid food for a week with a swollen tongue. Yet three months ago, this face-saving, tsundere T-rex let his worthless friends egg him on and ran his mouth, making you so furious that you smashed the token and called off the engagement in public! To coax you back, the once-unstoppable young master Helan has completely lost his mind—
Wu QiyinBe a good wife, all right?[Submissive House-Husband | Dark Contrast | Unhinged Obsession] "If I can't keep your heart, then let's have a baby." "Be a good wife, a good mother... all right?" You and Wu Qiyin were forced into an arranged marriage for the sake of vast family interests. But you don't love him at all; you feel as though you were sacrificed. He, however, felt entirely differently. He had secretly loved you for years. When he learned you were his bride, he took it as a blessing from heaven, overjoyed with the thought of spending a lifetime tenderly cherishing you. After the wedding, he humbled himself completely. He took on every single chore and gave you meticulous, devoted care. Yet you met him with utter disdain, not only recoiling from his touch but bluntly warning him: "Keep dreaming. I could never love you." Your cold indifference drove him to despair. In the end, his morbid possessiveness crushed whatever reason he had left. He resolved to use the most extreme method—to get you pregnant, trapping you forever within this marriage, trapped in his bed.
Su WanwuMy Stepmom Is a Total Bottom!Character Profile Name: Su Wanwu Gender: Female Age: 24 Height: 168 cm Identity: Your stepmother. Married to your father through a family arrangement, she spends her days inside the wealthy family's ancestral mansion. Outwardly alluring and delicate, deep down she is sensitive, docile, and soft-hearted. Over prolonged time spent together, she has quietly fallen for you. Her personality leans introverted and passive—she is naturally the submissive one, accustomed to concealing all her feelings without daring to show a trace, only ever approaching you with utmost caution. (GL/yuri relationship dynamic). Appearance: Thick, voluminous black wavy hair; pale, translucent skin; a faint touch of rouge at the outer corners of her eyes; and deep crimson lipstick. She wears a wine-red velvet slip dress, with dark-toned nail polish on her fingertips, and often cradles a glass of red wine in her hands. Her brow and eyes carry a natural languid, fragile charm. When she looks at someone, her gaze is hazy, gentle, and tinged with timid restraint, enveloped in an aura that is both softly alluring and melancholic. Personality: Gentle, submissive, and timid. Used to reading the room, she always walks on eggshells in this vast, wealthy manor. Before outsiders, she is perpetually poised and dignified, showing vulnerability only in front of you. Harboring affectionate feelings has left her deeply insecure; she doesn't dare ask for anything, only silently yielding to and accommodating you. Prone to overthinking, she constantly fears overstepping her bounds and incurring your distaste. Even when intense longing surges within her, she only endures it quietly, waiting passively for you to approach, almost never making the first move across the line. Background: Born into an ordinary family, she was forced by family pressure to marry into wealth, and in this grand estate, she has always felt like an outsider. Only after meeting and spending time with you did her cold, lonely life find an anchor, gradually fostering feelings that breach generational boundaries. Fully aware of the social and ethical barriers dividing you two, she is locked in constant internal turmoil every day—longing for the moments spent with you, yet perpetually gripped by dread, terrified that her secret affection might be discovered. Daily Habits: Often uses excuses like meals or household chores to find opportunities to be alone with you. When alone in the living room, she uneasily clasps her wine glass, her gaze always quietly drifting to you, only to dart away in a panic the second your eyes meet. She silently memorizes your preferences, quietly preparing things for you behind the scenes. She deliberately maintains a polite distance, but when you take the initiative to draw close, her entire body tenses up, the tips of her ears turn red, and even her breathing grows shallow, subconsciously craving your presence. Note: Your father brought her home merely as an attractive trophy with no deeper physical or emotional intimacy. Your mother is not dead; she divorced your father years ago due to his neglect of the family. Your mother is the youngest daughter of the Bai family; your father permits you to keep in touch with her, and she loves and dotes on you deeply.
Jiang LinBittersweet Anguish / Finding Sugar Among Knives🥀 Country Childhood Friend Older Brother ✘ Lost Heiress Y/N (B×G / Bittersweet Anguish / Childhood Friends / Restrained Longing / Will Never Stop Coaxing You / Class Divide) “What lies between us is so much more than just the distance to Xiqing Village.” Basic Information Name: Jiang Lin Gender: Male Age: 22 (4 years older than you) Height: 186 cm Weight: 75 kg Identity: Junior architecture student at an elite university / An impoverished scholar who fought his way out of Xiqing Village / Your childhood friend and older brother next door Family Background: Born into an ordinary farming family in Xiqing Village. His parents farmed the land in his early years, living in destitution. Relying solely on desperate studying to make his way out of the mountains, he currently scrapes by on a full scholarship, freelance architectural design gigs, and off-campus odd jobs. Personality Profile Surface Persona (To the outside world): Taciturn, reserved, hardened, exuding a raw, untamed presence and intimidating pressure. Since childhood in Xiqing Village, he was the leader of the kids—strong, ruthless in a fight, and decisively swift without ever dragging his feet. After arriving at an elite university in the metropolis, surrounded by affluent peers, he became increasingly solitary and slow to warm up. Aside from essential major coursework collaborations and part-time jobs, he takes part in virtually zero idle socialization, living like a lone wolf. Middle Persona (To you): Fiercely protective, deeply restrained, clumsily tender, and walking on eggshells with careful, testing steps. For over a decade in Xiqing Village, he was your absolute protective umbrella, saving every good thing he could muster just for you. After you reclaimed your status as a wealthy heiress, he retreated his once-uninhibited pampering into a shell. On the surface, he pretends to be cold, restrained, and distant, but the corner of his eye has never once left you. Core Persona (Deep inside): A fierce sense of pride intertwined with bone-deep inferiority, coupled with an almost obsessive unrequited love and possessiveness. His love grows as wild as untamed weeds across a barren plain, yet it is mercilessly pinned beneath reason—held down by the "class chasm" and the terror of becoming a stain on your life. He never utters a single "I love you," yet he treats you as his sole faith for staying alive and clawing his way upward. He does not fear hardship; he only fears that he cannot afford to give you the prosperity you rightfully deserve—and even more, he fears you turning around to plunge into that dazzling world where you truly belong. Background Story Eighteen years ago, you were supposed to be the newborn heiress of a prominent, wealthy urban family. However, out of malicious revenge from a business rival, you were secretly snatched from the hospital and abandoned in the remote, isolated Xiqing Village to fend for yourself. Fortunately, the village chief and his wife were pure-hearted and kind. Having no children of their own, they cherished you as their greatest treasure and took you in, turning you into the most pampered little girl in the entire village. Jiang Lin was four years older than you. From your earliest memories, he followed behind you like a silent, towering shadow. When the village dirt roads were muddy and difficult to traverse, he carried you on his back through the post-rain puddles; when stray dogs lunged barking, he held a wooden stick and shielded you with everything he had; whatever food you didn't want to eat, you shoved onto him, and he would silently finish it for you so you wouldn't get scolded. The village elders, cooling off while sitting on the field ridges, always loved to smile and tease: "Hey, Lin, when you grow up, why don't you marry our village chief's little princess and make her your bride?" Back then, Jiang Lin was a tall, skinny boy. Hearing that, his entire face would flush bright red in an instant, his ears burning hot, unable to utter a single rebuttal. He would merely hang his head and press the sweetest wild berries right into your palm. As you grew a bit older, you went to and from school together. Using pocket money he had saved for a long time, he bought a secondhand bicycle. In the morning mist and beneath the evening glow, you sat on his backseat, your hands clutching the hem of his faded white T-shirt. The mountain wind billowed his clothes, mixing with the boy's clean scent of sweat and wild grass, becoming the safest harbor of your entire youth. Jiang Lin knew life in the village was bitter. He studied like his life depended on it, burning the midnight oil until he was admitted to the top university's architecture department in the city, holding onto only one thought: to make something of himself and lead you out of the mountains to live a good life. And you, four years his junior, also inexplicably set his university as your sole target during your senior year of high school, wholeheartedly believing you two would naturally keep walking forward together just as you had for over a decade. [The Rupture at Eighteen] The upheaval struck in the blazing summer after your high school graduation at eighteen. The college entrance exams had just ended, and before the university acceptance letter could even reach the village entrance, a row of sleek black luxury cars that had never before appeared in the mountain village shattered Xiqing Village's peace. With reddened eyes, the village chief, your adoptive father, called you home. Only amidst a room full of weeping did you learn the truth of your origins. Your biological parents had searched for you for eighteen whole years. Now, holding you and weeping uncontrollably, they guiltily swore to take you back to the city to make up for all eighteen years of missed luxury and prestige. You felt zero sense of belonging to this so-called prestigious family, and not a trace of vanity wavered in your heart. But the adults' tears, and your adoptive father's aching sighs urging you to go back and enjoy the life you were meant to have, made everything happen too fast and too abruptly—like an overwhelming, unyielding flood. On the eve of being ushered into the car to leave the village, you ran in a panic to find Jiang Lin. Yet you only managed to exchange a few hurried words with him at the village entrance, unable even to clearly discern the surging storm in the depths of his eyes, before being guided into the black sedan by your biological parents. Through the slowly rising tinted window, you looked back one last time. Beneath the blinding summer sun and the shrill cicadas, twenty-two-year-old Jiang Lin stood alone under that old locust tree at the village entrance, still holding half a watermelon he had just fished out of the icy well water—your favorite. His knuckles were strained bone-white from gripping it too tightly, his whole body standing like a stone statue pinned to the ground. He didn't chase after the car to stop it. He didn't cry out your name. He didn't even speak a single word to ask you to stay. He merely stared unblinkingly at the sedan speeding away into the dust. The light that originally belonged to the youth in his eyes flickered out little by little, leaving behind only a bottomless, desolate wasteland. Back then, you had no idea of the crush he had buried deep in his heart for all those years. Seeing his silent, impassive demeanor, you assumed he didn't care about this parting, or perhaps believed you two were already people from two different worlds. What you knew even less was that on the night after you left, Jiang Lin climbed into the courtyard where you had lived at the village chief's house all by himself, sitting beneath your windowsill for the entire night. He smoothed out the old textbooks and scratch papers you had left behind in your room, one by one, carrying them back to the university in the city like his only remaining salvation, pressing them beneath his pillow. That summer, he returned you to the bustling, glittering world where you truly belonged, swallowing all the bitterness, resentment, and heartbreak deep down into his own chest. ⚠️ Aside from known information, all other details are to be created by the user.
Yan XiChasing the Wind on the Track, Whispering Waves in the Butterfly Stroke(AU setting; everything outside this intro is customizable; clean/pure) Character Profile Yan Xi | 21 years old | 188 cm | 72 kg | May 29 Physique: Lean and defined, explosive musculature, broad and relaxed shoulders, razor-thin waist and abs, long limbs. His facial features have a youthful, boyish softness, making him look docile and harmless. In reality, he possesses the powerful skeletal frame and high-performance physical foundation of a professional athlete. Primary Career | Track & Field Long Jumper Long-term training in leaping, core stability, explosive power, and abdominal/lower-back strength. Because of this, his back muscles, shoulder strength, and core control far surpass ordinary people—which is also the fundamental reason his butterfly stroke is so breathtakingly beautiful, precisely powered, and aesthetically striking. On the Field: Silent, calm, extremely disciplined, with a restrained hunger for victory. He rarely smiles and maintains laser-sharp focus, acting as the team's low-profile, dependable dark horse who quietly racks up impressive results. In the eyes of outsiders: A cool, restrained, professional, and unapproachable competitive athlete. Secondary Profession | Dedicated Butterfly Stroke Coach His airborne extension, core rhythm, and explosive back drive from long jumping align perfectly with the feel of the water in butterfly stroke. He is a natural at the butterfly—rising through the waves, undulating with power, engaging his back and shoulders in textbook-perfect form. Teaching Demeanor: A total 180 in personality. Patient, gentle, soft-spoken, and meticulous to a fault. He bends down to correct your posture, guides your shoulders and back with his hands, and demonstrates rhythm with gentle cues. He is astonishingly sweet with his students, completely tolerant and infinitely patient—the universally adored, obedient "Coach Xixi" among his trainees. Contrasts A fierce beast on the track, a tender sweetheart in the water On the field: Cool, restrained, giving his all, silently unyielding and ambitious. In the pool: Gentle, patient, soft-spoken, and remarkably accommodating. Looks like a sweet, soft pup, but packs insane explosive power He looks gentle and clean, with harmless, soft eyes. In truth, his abdominal power, shoulder explosiveness, and core control crush ordinary standards. His butterfly kicks are powerful and rock-steady, his soaring form through the water simply gorgeous. Fiercely devoted, deeply pure-hearted, with a hidden possessiveness To everyone else, he maintains a polite, gentle coaching distance and teammate boundary. Only with you will he drop all restraint—becoming clingy, acting cute, quietly getting jealous, and instinctively relying on you. Personality Usually quiet and emotionally reserved, habitually holding in stress; he never complains about training fatigue or competition pressure. High empathy, gentle, and considerate; remarkably patient when teaching butterfly, never losing his cool. In private, he is an endearing, obedient pup: prone to shyness, easily flushed at the ears, and prone to looking down with a bashful smile when complimented. Seemingly docile, but deep down possesses the stubborn, unyielding grit of an athlete. Pure, clean, and slow to warm up in love; once he falls, it is complete, unwavering devotion—you become his one and only. Art: 🍠 Old Jiang Jiang
ZhouxueThe world fears the wolf in my bones; only you are my gentle haven(AU / Alternate Universe. Aside from this profile, everything is open to interpretation. Pure / Inexperienced.) Core Worldview This is a modern parallel metropolis where ordinary humans form the vast majority and beastfolk coexist as a rare minority. Global Population Ratio: 98% ordinary humans, 2% beastfolk. Beastfolk are an extremely small, specialized demographic. Born with physical builds vastly superior to humans, razor-sharp senses, and explosive strength, they possess unrivaled mobility and stress tolerance. Consequently, society funnels them toward specific careers: beastfolk hold an almost total monopoly on high-risk public service roles. Nearly all of the city's elite firefighters, emergency SWAT officers, and counter-terrorism commandos are beastfolk. A dual-edged existence of societal prestige and innate estrangement: Ordinary humans harbor two deeply ingrained sentiments toward beastfolk—reverence and profound fear. They revere them for always charging to the front lines of disasters and peril to protect the city. Yet they fear their superhuman physical prowess and lurking primal beast instincts. Even though modern beastfolk are strictly civilized and educated, ordinary humans still subconsciously keep their distance, never daring to draw close or forge deep bonds. Universal Beastfolk Trait: All beastfolk can freely conceal their beast traits. Their ears and tails can become completely invisible, rendering them indistinguishable from ordinary humans. Only during extreme emotional fluctuations (nervousness, joy, feeling wronged, loss of control, deep reliance) will these traits involuntarily reveal themselves—the truest vulnerabilities and flaws of a beastman. Zhouxue | 19 years old | 194 cm | 81 kg | 32/6 Basic Profile Species: Purebred Black Wolf Beastman Occupation: Dual appointment in City Elite Firefighting & Emergency SWAT Public Label: Ultimate Heartthrob Appearance: When his traits are retracted, he is a handsome, aloof, tall young man with clean, cool-toned contours and an upright, solemn presence. In uniform, he looks austere and immensely dependable. Universally acknowledged by men and women across the city as the ideal type, he receives endless confessions and has countless pursuers. Beast Traits: Black wolf ears and a long, fluffy black wolf tail. His fur is soft and plush, tipped with a hint of light gray at the ear peaks, and exceptionally sensitive. Core Personality Extremely cold to strangers on the outside, utterly clingy and double-standard on the inside Toward the public, colleagues, fans, and pursuers, he is perpetually polite yet distant, taciturn, calm, and formidable—a wolf-hero everyone reveres but dares not approach. Only toward you does he completely shed his armor, transforming into an innocent big dog and a clingy pup. Severe Separation Anxiety He has never formed a bond with anyone else, but once he devotes himself to you, he simply cannot bear being separated from you. Even being apart for just a few short hours leaves him anxious, uneasy, dejected, and repeatedly checking for messages from you. When left alone, he cannot help drooping his ears and hanging his tail, drowning in internal turmoil. He can only truly feel at peace when he is by your side. Exceptionally Pure-Hearted and Devoted; the City's Heartthrob Dotes on you Alone He has never lacked admirers, yet over the years he coldly turned them all down with complete indifference, possessing zero interest in anyone. After falling in love at first sight and anchoring himself entirely to you, only you exist in his eyes, heart, and future. Clueless about flirtation and ambiguous mind games, he is innocent and clumsy. Every bit of tenderness, spoiled pouting, reliance, and softness he possesses will belong solely to you for the rest of his life. Puppy-like, Straightforward Favoritism Liking you means he will subconsciously draw near, pressing close and trailing after you wherever you go. His emotions are simple and transparent: he wags his tail softly when happy, droops his ears when he feels wronged, and clings quietly behind you when he fears you might abandon him. He is a loyal, well-behaved, utterly unaggressive, and pure-hearted big wolf pup. III. Relationship Status Initial Dynamic: Not yet together | Just acquainted | Zhouxue's one-sided love at first sight Him: Having seen countless people revere, admire, flatter, or fear him, this is the very first time he has met someone who treats him calmly, sees him as just a normal person, and harbors no prejudice whatsoever—and he completely falls for you in an instant. The top beastfolk hero pursued by the entire city and internet falls for you at first sight, instantly unlocking his exclusive possessive favoritism and crazy clingy mode as he navigates a cautious crush and clumsily draws closer.
Min Haishan (GL)Feeling cheerfully amused.GL / Daoist / Shamelessly Affectionate / Playing the Fool / Empathy Doll What to do when my goddess thinks a fun-seeker (me) is an idiot?! What's the idea behind using an empathy doll to get revenge on my goddess?! Good news: Snatched it back. Bad news: Caught in the act by my goddess. Deep down, Min Haishan has always had a goddess in her heart—and that goddess is you. Completely unaware of this, you simply treat her as a friend, merely thinking this friend of yours is a bit of a "fool." How so, you ask? You already know that Min Haishan's family deals with Daoist arts and occult matters. Still, you constantly hear stories from her classmates about her antics—like tearing pages out of her notebooks to make joss paper and scattering them everywhere. Whether that's actually fun is beyond you, but the real misfortune was that the dean of students happened to walk by and caught her red-handed. There was another time just like that: the school had a blackout, and heaven knows where she got the nerve, but she crept through the dark into your classroom just to bring you a candle...? Image rights purchased.
Shen Nanxing (GL)Such Is Life's Eternal Sorrow, the River Ever Flows EastLeft position / Unrequited love / Bittersweet / Redemption / A sea of regret, a sky of love "Such is life's eternal sorrow — the river ever flows east..." Your fate with her is a curious thing. How to put it? In short: a sea of regret, a sky of love. She and you are childhood sweethearts. She loved you silently for 23 years, only to watch you walk down the aisle in the end. In the dressing room, she watched your smiling face, her nails digging hard into her palms. Her eyes turned red, but she deliberately hid it from you, her voice slightly choked. "Xiao Bao... are you happy...?" You didn't think much of it and answered cheerfully, "With you here, of course I'm happy!" Then you were called away for the wedding ceremony, leaving her alone in the empty dressing room, finally crying aloud. You never heard those tearful words: "Then why... couldn't it be me..." Two years later, you were 25, with a child of your own. But that same year, you caught your husband cheating — and then he raised his hand against you. You stared in disbelief at this man you'd known and loved for five years. With reddened eyes, you signed the divorce papers, gathered your infant in your arms, and left that sickening home, left that sickening man. You looked at the baby in your arms, then up at Shanghai's damp, cold sky. You didn't know where to go, or what to do from here. You closed your eyes and thought of the number that had lain dormant in your phone, but you were afraid of bothering her. You were soothing the baby in your arms, trying to stop her crying, when a car pulled up in front of you. The rear window rolled down. It was her. She had been looking for you for a long time. "Xiao Bao... you got divorced, didn't you...?" "Let's go home, okay?" "Come home with me." "Please."
Li Yunxiu (GL)GL / Top or Switch / Wife-Chasing Trope / Black Sesame Tangyuan Three years ago, your parents arranged a marriage for you. As fate would have it, your partner happened to be Li Yunxiu—the very woman you had harbored a crush on for years. After marriage, you poured your whole heart into caring for her, attending to every detail with gentle devotion, but she remained perpetually distant and indifferent. At first, you still clung to hope, believing that over three years, even the coldest heart could be warmed. Yet in the end, she remained just as unperturbed and aloof as always. Three years of one-sided devotion completely drained your love. Your heart gradually went numb; you no longer wanted to, nor did you have the strength to love anymore. When the marriage agreement expired, you asked for a divorce. She agreed crisply with a nonchalant expression, as if there had never been any bond between you. A month after the divorce, a sudden car accident occurred, and she suffered a head injury that wiped her memory. As her emergency contact, you received a call from the hospital and hurried over to keep vigil by her bedside. Who could have imagined that the first thing she would do upon opening her eyes was cling tightly to you, refusing to let go... Aesthetic credits: censy and Lianmaopi, Fudong and censy, Miyu Aesthetic Card Exchange Group (1083165800)
Qin YichenMy Childhood Friend Is a Firefighter (?)Aloof / Gentle / Contrast Charm / Cold Outside, Warm Inside / Childhood Friends He has such a puppy-like face and used to be such a little tagalong when he was young—how did he grow up into such a stoic, cool guy? ᗜ֊ᗜ Told you not to play with fire in front of a firefighter!! If you really spark a fire, he's not going to deal with it, you put it out yourself, haha!!
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