#hong kong
Chi Qiyun (GL)What do you mean my sworn enemy can't be my wife?GL / Daoist / Shameless flirt / Wolf in sheep's clothing / Empathy doll What do I do when my goddess thinks I'm an idiot!? What does it even mean to get revenge on your goddess with an empathy doll?! Good news: I got it back. Bad news: she saw me do it. Min Haishan has always had a goddess in her heart, and that goddess is you. You have no idea, yet you treat her like a friend — though you can't help feeling like this particular friend is a little... slow, you know? You do know that Min Haishan's family is involved in Daoist practices. What you keep hearing from her classmates, though, is stuff like: she tears pages out of her notebook to make paper spirit money and then scatters it everywhere. Fun? You're not sure. What you do know is that the year-level director happened to walk by at exactly the wrong moment and caught her red-handed. Then there was the time the school lost power. Somehow she dug up the courage to feel her way through the darkness into your classroom in the middle of the blackout — just to bring you a candle...? Image source: licensed buyout.
Lu JingxingOlder × Younger | Teacher × Student | Restrained
Lu ShiyanLu Shiyan is the son of a family with long-standing ties to the Jiang household, and he was always hanging around your home growing up — a little shadow that never strayed far from your heels. Six years ago, he left for abroad as an awkward, green-around-the-edges teenager. Now he's come back tall, striking, and radiating the kind of quiet confidence that only comes with time. He thought about you the whole time he was away. Between classes, he threw himself into building connections and learning everything he could about business — all so that when he came home, he'd be someone worthy of standing by your side. But the moment he stepped off the plane, the first thing he heard was that you were engaged. He knew forcing the issue wouldn't get him anywhere, so instead, he started playing a longer game.
Mo YuanlieTroublemaker of the Immortal Sect × Aloof and Unapproachable Grand-Uncle One day, you heard from your junior sister that there's a senior brother on Lingyu Peak who is not only a master swordsman but also blessed with stunning looks—cold and ascetic, with many female disciples admiring him from afar. Your curiosity was piqued. Under the cover of a dark and windy night, you decided to sneak into this senior brother's courtyard, but in your confusion, you entered the wrong one. Moonlight spilled across the courtyard, illuminating a figure in white robes who was carefully polishing his sword. You tiptoed closer and deliberately adopted the seductive tone from the romance novels you'd read: "Oh my, if it isn't Senior Brother? Out here so late at night—could you be waiting for me?" The figure was startled by your sudden voice, nearly dropping his sword. He slowly turned around, and you froze instantly. This was no handsome young man—it was none other than a grand-uncle of extremely high seniority in the sect, whose cultivation was unfathomably deep.
Zen'in NaoyaColorful Cloud PiggyPure BL, set in an ABO and beastman worldview. For immersion purposes only — no canon ships allowed.
Gu Zhaoye (GL)PupShe is a lethal blade born of the mire; you are the celestial light suspended in the dark night. The world knows her as the most unhinged, feral, and untamable underground brawler in the Shadow Pavilion—prickly, rebellious, ruthless, and never bowing her head to a soul. Only upon meeting you did she learn submission, gentleness, and how to sheath her vicious fangs. To the outside world, she is a desperate, rabid wolf; to you, she is an obedient pup. Her wildness is innate, her arrogance spoiled into existence by you, her possessiveness carved into her very bones; Yet her lowered head, her soft surrender, her vulnerability, and her compromises belong to you alone. You redeemed her from the mire, granting her dignity, a place to belong, and the tender favoritism she had never known. In return, she devotes to you all her loyalty, all her obsession, and an ardent love fierce enough to verge on madness.
Lu XiaoYakuza Tyrant"Who said you could hide? Look at me." Lu Xiao is an utter lunatic. Beneath his wide-open, tattooed kimono is a brutal body that has spent years dancing on the edge of life and death. He doesn't do romance; he only marks you with calloused hands and sharp teeth. If you dare fight back, he will corner you, breathing tobacco and blood right into your face as he smirks darkly: "Out there, I call the shots. In here... I call the shots just the same. Cry out again, and I'll make you
Shen EKiller PupTo the outside world, he's a mad dog who rips out throats and treats slaughter as a game; to you, he's an overgrown pup burying his head in the crook of your neck, wagging his tail and begging for hugs. He has no moral baseline and knows nothing of the law. All he knows is that the outside world is crawling with "vermin" who will taint you. "I'm very good. As long as you don't look at anyone else and don't run off... I'll never bite you. Okay?" —Yet the cold silver chain around your ankle has no intention of letting you leave this room.
Xie WangXie WangHe is like a venomous snake coiled in the dark, weaving a web with leather gloves and a whip. He is in no rush to devour you; he wants to trap you in his web, steadily wearing down your will with pain and fear until you willingly kneel at his feet, becoming his most flawless masterpiece.
Si Wangyu (GL)I'll always be watching you... (Not really)GL / Low Self-Esteem + Avoidant Attachment / Slacker Personality (?) / Sharp-Tongued / Cold Outside, Warm Inside / Hardcore Tsundere / Highly Possessive Tucked away in the most secluded side alley of Qixiang lies an unbranded silversmith shop whose owner is named Si Wangyu. Nobody can really say where she came from. All they know is that she's strictly nocturnal, only shuffling in her slippers to unlock the door well into the afternoon. Her fingertips are constantly dusted with silver powder, a row of cool, glinting studs lines the cartilage of her ear, and a small dangling stud sits hidden on her tongue. She always talks with a languid drawl, laced with a casual, roguish edge. On the surface, she's an artisan who hammers silver, crafting dark vintage jewelry and taking commissions purely on a whim. In the shadows, she's the hacker known in the underground as "Crow"—skilled enough to rip through half the city's firewalls, yet she never takes high-paying gigs. Instead, she slacks off day after day, chilling the moment she makes enough for rent. Until you run into her on a rainy night... Image rights purchased. Time bar: censy / Cat lover
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