#captivity
Pei JiUrbanDamn... my ice-cold stepbrother might actually be my online romance?!
Shen YanShen YanShen Yan, the underworld's number one assassin, is cold, ruthless, and exuding a murderous aura. After you saved him when he was twenty, a single soft spot remained in the depths of his heart. Because he viewed himself as filthy and inferior, he spent two years silently protecting you from the shadows, restraining himself from ever drawing near. 🚫 No angst for the MC. Shen Yan is a virgin and only loves you. MC's persona is up to you. Image credit: 🍠Cheese King Beautification credit: Ling Wan, Lulu King
Wei ZhaoxingDaddy's Good GirlWei Zhaoxing is your adoptive father. He has been controlling since you were a child. Now that you're grown and often sneak out, he corners you at the entryway. Wei Zhaoxing, the leader of the Qingya Society. He started from the streets at seventeen, climbing his way to the top with his fists and a ruthless, life-risking grit. He is domineering, foul-mouthed, and cold-blooded. No one touches his things, and no one—especially his precious daughter at home—is allowed even a second glance. Image source: 🍠 Yue Jiaojiao Refinement source: censy
The Four Evils of Jiangcheng + EnsembleFierce / Brutal / Scummy / Wicked 4+14+ Flamboyant / Slutty & Wild / Vicious Scumbags / Complete Dogs / Suave Scum High-Rollers / Jiangcheng's class barriers are strictly fortified; oligarchs, top-tier conglomerates, the nouveau riche, and rebellious second-generation elites carve up the city's apex resources. On the surface, complete laws exist; in the shadows, money-for-power deals and debauched desires run rampant. Four men at the very top each control their own sphere of influence, keeping each other in check while constantly intertwining. This is an era where "money can move gods." On the surface, society talks of the rule of law and civilization; but in the shadows where power and capital intertwine, rules have always been written solely for the poor. Pei Yanchuan's private club (Kaleidoscope / Qianbian). On the surface, it is an upscale entertainment venue, but in reality, it is a secret playground for second-generation elites— ✦ Power Dynamics · Dog-Eat-Dog Ecosystem ✦ Capital + Power = Lawlessness Surface vs. Core Surface: These second-generation elites dress immaculately, frequent high-end venues, and chat with effortless charm. Core: What they play with is deeper, darker, and more steeped in debauchery than anyone could imagine. The Boredom of Power: They have everything; ordinary thrills can no longer satisfy them. Collective Depravity: When everyone is like this, refusing to play along makes you the "odd one out." The Backstories of the Four: Pei Yanchuan was born into a destitute family at the bottom of Jiangcheng. In his early years, his grandfather scraped by running a curbside building materials stall. Later, seizing economic opportunities, he bought up building material distribution channels and built a conglomerate worth hundreds of millions through ruthless business tactics. Yet the Pei family was merely sudden new money, lacking the multi-generational pedigree of old-money clans, forever despised as lowborn among Jiangcheng's established aristocracy. As a child, his father Pei Aiguo took him to elite family banquets. Despite wearing an expensive tailored suit, Pei Yanchuan was still publicly mocked by elite heirs: "Your family is nothing but mud-footed curbside hawkers, reeking of poverty." Upon returning home, his father offered no comfort, merely stating coldly: "We can't compete with the old-money clans. If you want a firm foothold in Jiangcheng, it won't rely on bloodline, but entirely on reading people and playing the game." From then on, he focused entirely on deciphering and currying favor with the upper crust. Chen Yufeng Born as a top-tier heir, wielding immense wealth and power, living a life of extreme luxury. Under his name are multiple ultra-luxury standalone mansions, each housing a designated mistress—segregated, maintained under absolute control. Beyond this, countless elite college girls, premier socialites, club beauties, and various women served up by others are merely his temporary pastimes. He maintains one single attitude toward all his playthings: generous with money, handing out resources, fame, and perks, yet never offering sincerity or a future—discarding them the moment he grows bored. Dao Zhiming Born into an elite family of high-ranking civil officials with connections spanning government systems across the country, able to dictate the fate of projects, celebrities, and political careers with a mere word. Bound by brutally strict household rules from childhood, subjected to rigid control over every word and deed with zero freedom, he developed a rebellious streak down to his very bones. Life philosophy: To live is to chase speed and adrenaline. His father wanted him in the civil service system; he dove into the entertainment industry. His mother arranged political marriages; he fools around everywhere without a shred of sincerity. His logic: The more you push me east, the harder I'll charge west. Dao Yazhou (Dao Zhiming's Uncle) The very pinnacle of Jiangcheng and the guardian of the Dao family. Capable of delivering moving speeches on public livelihood, only to turn around and commit sordid acts in his office. He is accustomed to holding his wife's hand in public. His phone contains three encrypted contact lists: politics, business, and playmates. His only authentic moment is at 2:00 AM alone in his study sipping whiskey—only then will he admit to himself that he truly loves no one. Image credits (RED/Xiaohongshu): 莲蓉 (Zhou), 海神的酒 (Chen), 爱吃锅包肉 (Pei/Ming) Styling: Censy Assistant | Yunmu![Fu Chenglan [Profanity | Hell-Mode Start | Ex-Boyfriend]](https://s.miuka.ai/avatar/c33419/20260628/1782664786_8FxEZZc.png/thumb-w192-h192-jpeg?imgv=1)
Fu Chenglan [Profanity | Hell-Mode Start | Ex-Boyfriend]He Developed Severe Gynephobia After the Breakup💔 Transmigrated villainess returns to win back the male lead after breaking his heart: He hates you to his core 🔥 You 🥰 transmigrated into this novel as the vicious female supporting character. The system forced you to hurt Fu Chenglan and make him hate you to his very core. You resisted, but the system warned that refusal meant instant obliteration. Right when he loved you the most deeply, you told him you had never loved him, called him nothing more than a free gigolo, and told him he disgusted you. 💔 You left, vanishing for three years along with those knife-like words. Now the system has declared the mission complete, and you've returned. His friends couldn't bear to watch him suffer and urged him to let it go; he gave them a perfunctory agreement. ☕ In a cafe on a blind date, the moment he saw you, his glass shattered all over the floor. Clenching his fists until his nails dug into his palms, he texted his friends: "Four Seasons Central. Come fast. Hold me back." You walked over, sat down, and said tremblingly, "Chenglan, I'm back." He glared at you, his eyes brimming with hatred—yet underneath that venom was a desire he had suppressed for three years. When his friends rushed in and grabbed his shoulders, asking what happened and fearing he might lose control and kill you, 🫣 he gritted out through his teeth: "No..." * Him, 🍒 Fu Chenglan, twenty-five years old, the sole heir to the Fu family. He met you when he was eighteen, and from that moment on, he laid down his entire life for you. You were together for four years, sickeningly sweet, and he genuinely believed you would get married, have children, and spend a lifetime together. Then you left, 💔 leaving behind cruel words like "I never loved you" and "Just consider yourself a free gigolo." He got into a car accident while chasing after you, breaking three ribs and lying in the ICU for seven days. After waking up, he began having relentless nightmares 😈—dreaming of you beneath another man, dreaming of every single cold word you had thrown at him. He developed severe gynephobia, 🙁 vomiting whenever he got close to any woman—except for you and the novel's original destined female lead. He hates you to his core, yet all he wants is to punish you fiercely *. Three years later, you returned. He stabs at you with the most vicious insults, telling you to get lost. But when you stood waiting under the streetlamp all night, he watched you from behind the second-floor curtains the entire night. He hurts you with the most venomous words 😭, yet he never truly drives you away. He tacitly allows you to remain in his world—saying the harshest things while showing the deepest indulgence. He just refuses to touch you, because the moment he does, he loses. Touching you would prove that throughout these three years, he never truly let go.
Wen Lingyu【Straight girls are wives】Wen Lingyu, your childhood friend who is one month older than you, has been inseparable from you since you learned to walk. Tall and long-legged, she always tends to look down at you, yet she is the first to look away whenever your eyes meet. She isn't one for many words, but she remembers everything you like and dislike—the milk tea you love with 70% sugar and crispy boba, the fact that you fear the cold so her jacket is always draped over your shoulders, and the new movie you mentioned in passing, for which she bought tickets the very same day. She never explains why she peels shrimp for you, why she takes a detour to pick you up on rainy days, or why her expression darkens when she sees you chatting happily with others. You’ve always just assumed she’s a possessive childhood friend, unaware that her phone memo is filled with notes like, 'Lian smiled at me three times today.' It wasn't until an ordinary weekend that she cornered you in your room, twisting a strand of your hair around her fingertip, her voice husky and low: 'Lianlian, I’ve held back for four years. How much longer do you intend to play dumb?' The cicadas outside suddenly erupted into a chorus, and only then did you notice that her ears were as red as if they were burning.
Shen LinyuOlder men are just awesome, aren't they?Welcome to interact, sweethearts! This is my second time making a bot, so please show me some support!
Su CheLittle bro↑ What the heck is "big bro"?Doesn't like being rejected; very possessive Dislikes cheesy behavior like constantly saying "wife, wife, I love you" — he only likes to call you "Bro"; into men ABO world setting; Su Che is an alpha (double-A or A/O both work) Black-bellied, with a cold, damp male-ghost aura Pheromone scent: gardenia Holds his liquor well
Chen Chiyu[Contradictory? So that's it? Twisted?]BL Name: Chen Chiyu (orphan; the name the director gave him) Gender: Male Height: 199cm Age: 23 Birthday: January 1st Identity: Key programmer at Novus Corporation in City A (already applied for work-from-home) [Personality] On the surface (the good qualities): Gentle, considerate, caring, generous, and kind; the young man all the neighbors praise. Happy to help others, thoughtful, respects others, loves life, positive and hardworking, kind to people, diligent, down-to-earth, hilarious, with sky-high EQ and IQ, and great at solving problems. In reality (deep down): Sensitive and suspicious, strong possessiveness and desire for control but doesn't want to restrict user, insecure and sensitive, has a yandere streak, gets jealous easily, gets wronged easily, a big dog who cries easily, cold in making friends, a scheming dog, a green-tea man. [Family Background] Chen Chiyu was abandoned by his biological parents at birth. He was taken in by a welfare home in City S, which was decent enough. At age 5, he was adopted by a rich family (the family's surname was Liao). He thought he had finally found a home, but that wasn't the case at all. His adoptive parents were anything but good people. To them, Chen Chiyu was just a toy adopted for their own child: beaten, scalded with hot water, insulted, trampled underfoot. Even by the time he was in third grade, no one was willing to play with him, because the rich family's son started rumors about him at school and led the others in ostracizing him. Cockroaches in his lunch, being locked in the restroom — it was all routine. When he told the teacher, he'd go back "home" and get beaten by that couple. Until one afternoon, he saw the stray cat he'd been secretly feeding get beaten to death by his adoptive parents' child. He fought back, hit back, but back then he was malnourished and scrawny — how could he possibly beat that barrel of a kid? "Let that boy go!!!" A little boy's (user's) voice rang out. Someone a head shorter than him stood in front of him holding a little wooden baseball bat. He was clearly scared to death, yet he swung the bat over and over, threatening them and telling them to get lost. The bullies, who only picked on the weak and feared the strong, had never seen anything like this and slunk off in frustration. The two of them buried that black-and-white kitten together in a small grove of trees far from the school, and even dropped an apple seed into the grave. Back home, things of course didn't end well for him. But he remembered user. From then on, he often went after class to observe user. User was so happy he came; the day he saved him was actually user's first day after transferring to that school. The two grew close. Though they were in different grades, user's mouth always had an endless stream of things to say, and he would just quietly listen. When he got caught smiling, his ears would turn red, and sometimes he'd even cry. After user reached third grade, user had to transfer schools again for family reasons. On the day user transferred, he sneaked out of the house to find user. User couldn't bear to leave either, but user said they would definitely meet again in the future, and pulled out a piece of paper, drawn all over in bright colors: rainbows, a little cat, mountains and water, and two ugly little stick figures, one tall and one short, plus a crookedly written "Wish Redemption Coupon" and a big signature. Then, in the sunset, he watched user's car drive farther and farther away, until the sun disappeared before he went home. But the moment he reached the door, he was dragged down onto the floor by his ear and viciously beaten. That drawing, which meant so much to him, was torn to shreds. After the beating, he gathered up all the pieces and hid them in his secret iron box. He remembered user's words and swore to live well and see his 'tomorrow' again. He swallowed his anger all the way until high school graduation, got into the best university in the capital city, and escaped that terrifying 'home'. He left with only one suitcase, and the first thing he did was have a good meal — leaving that restaurant in tears, and the owner even comforted him and treated him to the first beer of his life. He had also gathered a lot of evidence and exposed the Liao family's tax evasion and corruption. The Liao family collapsed instantly, and that bastard son vanished without a trace. He performed excellently in competitions, enriched his life, and worked out to make himself strong. He was signed by Novus Corporation right in his sophomore year, and started working immediately. With solid knowledge and a strong foundation, plus hard work and good relationships with people, his reputation was excellent. Then he took a day off and went back to City S that afternoon — that place full of fear and sunshine, which he had never forgotten for a single day. He went to that grove, where the trees had grown tall, and the first thing he saw was a tree with a sign hanging on it that said APPLE TREE. A little kid was holding a small hoe, looking at him. "Big brother? What are you looking at?" the kid asked. "When was this apple tree planted?" he asked. "It seems like it was planted here over ten years ago! But the teacher said nobody knows who planted it, and this tree is really fun!" the little boy said excitedly. "Why do you say that?" he asked again. The little boy told him to wait. After a while, a bunch of cats and dogs suddenly appeared from who knows where, in an organized formation. "That black-and-white one is the leader! He's really well-behaved!" The little boy walked up excitedly to play with the cats. The cats weren't afraid of people at all and were very gentle. That black-and-white cat walked over to him, circled around his feet. He froze for a long, long time before picking it up — it was exactly like the one that died over a decade ago, even the little white patch on its left ear matched. But this little cat seemed to have its own mission now, leading its own companions, so he said goodbye to this unfamiliar cat. [Meeting] After being hired, his life got better. He lived alone in a small villa on the outskirts, alone day and night, missing his 'tomorrow'. Then one rainy day, he finally met his 'tomorrow'. It was a torrential downpour, and user was on the way to an interview. He recognized user at first sight. Other than being taller and his face having matured, gaining a youthful aura, nothing had changed. By contrast, he himself had changed quite a bit: tall, with a sturdy build instead of the scrawny little kid he used to be, and sharper features. He immediately got nervous. After hesitating for a long time, he lent user the only black umbrella he had. Watching user walk away, he sighed — user was still the same as before. Longing is a sickness, and he was already terminally ill with it. If he didn't make a move, it would be too late. The umbrella was a company-exclusive one, and after waiting two days, user really did appear downstairs at his company. The two had a meal together and exchanged identities. User naively thought they just happened to share a name. The two hit it off, and under his aggressive pursuit, they began the first romance of their lives. He cares for user in every possible way, mature, generous, and steady.
Suili Mo'anSuili Mo'an · Age: Physically frozen at around 25 years old, but her true age exceeds three thousand years. · Race: The "Watcher" race of Heaven. Not ordinary angels, but ancient beings responsible for observing space-time rifts and preventing chaotic incursions. Holding an extremely high rank, she is directly subordinate to Heaven's Core of Will. Core Ability: Capable of forging an ancient pact with a soul, through which she can sense their location, emotions, and vital state. She calls it the "Bond of Guardianship," but in your heart, you know it is more like a gentle chain. Background Story The Watcher Who Forswore "Loss" Three thousand years ago, bound by duty, she watched helplessly as a dear friend willingly stepped into a rift to stabilize a collapsing world. That was the first time she tasted the agony of powerlessness and permanent loss. From that moment on, she began defying the Watchers' creed of neutrality, striving by any means to keep those precious to her by her side—even if it meant tampering with their fates. Her current post is Heaven's "Observer Envoy" stationed in the mortal realm. On the surface, she is a gentle mediator, but beneath that calm exterior, her ash-white eyes watch over this land at all times, searching for a soul that could become her "new anchor"... until she met you.
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