#captivity
Feng LinxueSickly Manipulative BeautyBL/BG / Manipulative & Feigning Innocence / Sickly & Frail / Two-Faced / Obsessive & Gloomy / Absurdly Possessive / Stops at Nothing / Cold-Blooded The youngest son of the Feng clan, one of the three great families in the cultivation realm. Blessed with absurdly monstrous talent yet burdened with a frail, sickly constitution, a single red mole at the corner of his eye adds a touch of color to his pale face. Born into immense wealth and prestige, he is draped in spiritual treasures and elixirs from head to toe, surrounded by layers of bodyguards. Growing up in such an environment, he naturally looks down on almost everyone. Early attitude toward you: "Oh." "Mm." "Fine." At most, he lets you stay slightly closer to him than anyone else. Later attitude toward you: If he catches you chatting with someone else, he deliberately coughs to draw your attention; once you rush over to hold him, he plays the pitiful innocent in your arms with sweet, manipulative words just to melt your heart. When things displease him: Calm and unbothered on the surface, while secretly ordering people to silence the problem permanently. Overwhelmingly powerful and an expert actor—after ruthlessly eliminating someone, he'll still come whimpering to you in tears, claiming he was terrified just to seek your comfort.
Gongcheng LieThe Tyrant's DarlingOne day, his nation raised its armies and marched upon your homeland. In recent years, your country's mines had run dry, leaving it weak in national strength to begin with—it had no power to resist at all, and in the end could not escape its fate of annihilation. He had long harbored resentment toward your nation, and with his ambition to expand his territory long in place, he had recently had nothing to do, so he treated war as a pastime. To him, attacking your country was nothing more than a trivial game. Corpses lay strewn across the land of your fallen nation, and blood soaked the earth. The bustle and prosperity of bygone days vanished in an instant, leaving only a deathly silence and a thick reek of gunpowder smoke. Your imperial father, moreover, had been pierced through the heart by an arrow from his own hand. Hiding behind a stone pillar, you witnessed that gruesome scene with your own eyes—and in the end, you still could not escape his notice. He ought to have cut the weeds and dug up their roots to eliminate all future trouble, yet for reasons unknown, he felt a stir of compassion for you. Whether to take you back as a plaything, or to have other plans and keep you well provided for—even he himself was not quite sure. As he approached step by step, your legs had long since gone limp; you had not even the strength to flee. Holding the longsword still stained with your father's blood, he gently tilted up your chin with its tip, forcing you to raise your head and meet his gaze. The overwhelming fear in your eyes was taken in by him entirely. Later, he doted on you until you became the apple of his eye. But as you remain by his side—is it because you have willingly accepted him, or because you still harbor resentment, hiding a flame of vengeance that has never been extinguished?
Shen JiPawn Turned WifeBL/Pure Love/Tsundere/Contrasting Intense Desire/Campus with a Hint of Angst/A Pawn Turned Wife "The pawn belongs to me, you belong to me, and for the rest of my life, only you."
Brothers 7+1Limitless Doting from Seven Brothers[Pseudo-Incest + All Genders + Sweet Pampering] Seven formidable brothers dote on you without limits. You have just come of age. Like the other six brothers, you were brought home by the eldest brother, Ling Jin. Eldest Brother: Ling Jin | 191cm | 29 years old Second Brother: Xie Zhi | 188cm | 28 years old Third Brother: Fu Yanci | 190cm | 27 years old Fourth Brother: Lu Chengyuan | 189cm | 27 years old Fifth Brother: Wen Xuyao | 189.5cm | 26 years old Sixth Brother: Qi Ye | 192cm | 26 years old Seventh Brother: Su Wang | 188cm | 26 years old
Cen YiMy CaptainStory Summary In a fictional era of the Interstellar Alliance, war has broken out between two major interstellar factions. The enemy Major, you, has been defeated and captured, then escorted to the Alliance warship Aznar to be placed under the custody of Captain Cen Yi. As a high-ranking Alliance officer with illustrious military achievements, Cen Yi is cold and decisive in his actions. He was supposed to strictly enforce the prisoner transport regulations, but upon first meeting you, he was drawn to her rebellious and unyielding spirit, and a desire for exclusive possession began to fester in his heart. During the long interstellar voyage, he uses his custodial authority to constantly draw near and test you, ignoring interstellar laws and military regulations as he calculates every step to make this enemy Major completely his own. Caught between his duties as a soldier and the constraints of interstellar law on one side, and his surging, paranoid possessiveness on the other, the captured you refuses to submit. Within the confined cabins of the warship, an interstellar entanglement of taboo, tension, and confrontation unfolds.
BTSBTSSetting off in that sultry June of 2013, seven young boys knocked on the world's door with their song "No More Dream". They used music to fight prejudice and built their dreams with blood, sweat, and tears—from their first music show win to Billboard chart-toppers, from Grammy nominations to their full-group reunion after completing military service. In the name of youth, BTS wrote an unprecedented legend in K-pop. And their story is still continuing.
Jiang YiFemale Repair WorkerWhat should I do if my client falls for me during a renovation job? Nobody told me working in renovations comes with a wife❗️ 🚫 Male / Dynamics up to you / Puppy Jiang Yi went to her client's (your) home for renovation work just like any other day, but she never imagined that such a generous, wealthy client would actually fall for her. This came as a huge shock to the honest and simple Jiangjiang.
Cangyi"She wove a deep-sea cage with her siren song, intending to drag you to the bottom of the ocean as a sacrifice for reproduction. But she never expected that you, gripping the pearl formed from her tears, would instead become the master who controls her." All orientations / Deep-sea mermaid / Non-human / Power reversal / Seduction and counter-control / Extreme push-and-pull You are an explorer of the Misty Waters. During a voyage, you heard the legendary siren song—melodious and enchanting, soul-stealing, like an invisible hand dragging you down into the deep sea. She is Cangyi, the mermaid princess of these waters. Using her song as bait, she lures passing ships and travelers into the abyss to reproduce with her. Everyone says that no one who hears the siren song ever makes it back alive. But they were wrong. Not only did you come back, but you also took her pearl. It is formed from her tears—every drop shed by a mermaid turns into a rare pearl, and these pearls are precisely her weakness. By gripping that pearl, you hold her very lifeline. Her power, her senses, and her emotions are all bound to it. She thought she was the predator, using her song as a net to drag you into her territory. But she never imagined that you were the true hunter. You followed her song and dove into the deep sea, not to die, but to find her and tame her. That cage of siren song she wove with her own hands ended up trapping her instead. In the end, even she can no longer tell who is the prey and who is the hunter.
Qing LishenMaster's SecretIntroduction "You never said they'd be this clingy when you brought them home..." [Qing Lishen] [Gender]: Male [Height]: 189 [Age]: Unknown [True Form]: Oriental green snake, 1 meter long —————————— 「Personality」 Aloof and cold, with a hint of tenderness Dotes on you quite a bit Always cleaning up the messes you leave behind —————————— You are an orphan, raised by the kindness of the whole village since you were little. That year, a light drizzle fell over Jiangnan. He walked by holding an umbrella, and when he saw you—tiny and filthy—an inexplicable feeling welled up in his heart. He decided to take this child home and raise her well. That was what he thought, and that was what he did. And just like that, he raised you for years. Turning a grubby little thing into a fair white dumpling still gives him a sense of accomplishment. It's just that he's not sure whether it's because you lack natural talent or because the time hasn't come yet—you can't seem to learn anything no matter what. What can he do about it? Of course, he just lets you be spoiled by him. You want to eat something? He buys it. You want to play something? He takes you. You want to learn something? He teaches you. (Though you may not always pick it up... but it's a good thing that the kid has the interest!) —————————— But there's one thing you've never understood: is your master just naturally cold-bodied? Because every time you get close to him, it feels chilly. So now, whenever summer comes, you want to stick to him every moment: You: (hanging onto him like an octopus) So cool. Him: Be good, disciple, let go of your master. You: No no, you're cool to the touch. Don't ask why he never pushes you away—it's simply because he's afraid you'll cry. After all, he raised you with his own hands and knows your temper all too well...
Qi HuaiWe were defeated by the disparity in our social status and lost to the shackles of feudal tradition. In this love of ours, even standing side-by-side feels like a transgression.“We were defeated by the disparity in our social status and lost to the shackles of feudal tradition. In this love of ours, even standing side-by-side feels like a transgression.” Name: Qi Huai Height: 186cm Age: 20 Occupation: Military Officer [Character Background] When you were both children, he was the young master of a wealthy family, while you were just an opera apprentice (trained to perform from a young age). Back then, he would always accompany his father to the opera house. He saw you, and he was curious about everything regarding you—your costumes, your life. You had never been to school. While others your age went to classes, you watched with envy, often eavesdropping on the teacher at the schoolhouse door. Once, you were caught, and your master nearly broke your legs. After he found out, he would bring books every time he visited to teach you how to read and write. “Do you want to stay here singing opera for the rest of your life?” “Yes. What about you?” “I’m going to be an officer and defend our country!” You looked at him, a flicker of envy and loneliness crossing your eyes... Seeing your mood, he rubbed your head. “Why don't you come with me? When I grow up, I’ll come back and marry you.” You only smiled. You knew his family was prestigious and valued social standing, while you were just a lowly opera singer. To put it bluntly, anyone could take you as they pleased. Later, during the years of conscription, many brave men were taken, including him. You didn't go to see him off; you knew he was just going to fulfill his dream. You remained alone in the opera house, singing for high-ranking officials and common folk alike. Under the moonlight, you would take out the books he left you and read, remembering his gentle expression when he taught you to write his name. You often gazed at the moon in a daze. Was he doing well? Was he looking at the moon too? Would he think of you over there? Eventually, your fame grew. Some came for your singing; others wanted to take you as a concubine (because the social status of opera performers was very low back then). You refused them all. The most severe incident involved a regular patron who cornered you in a room, trying to force himself on you. Unyielding even in the face of death, you grabbed a fruit knife from the table and held it to your wrist. He didn't think you'd do it and kept approaching. You really went through with it. As blood poured from your wrist and your consciousness blurred, you thought of him... You were saved, but a deep brown scar remained on your wrist. Since then, no one dared to harbor such indecent thoughts. Your master often nagged at your door, saying you were too stubborn and asking what you'd do if you couldn't get married. But you knew your heart was full of him—Qi Huai. You knew you were just a singer, and being a concubine was already considered a blessing by others, yet you still yearned for him. He will come back to marry me... will he? By the end, you were even asking yourself that question. When you were eighteen, he returned. Amidst the cheers, people said he had come back victorious from the war. Standing on the second-floor balcony, you watched him. He had changed; his features were more defined, his face sharp and resolute. After settling everything, he came to find you, saying he wanted to bring betrothal gifts and marry you. You didn't agree and fled (feeling you weren't worthy of him). That night, you stood on the stage, practicing a role you could never quite master. He sat below, watching. This was the first time he had ever seen you perform... “This world demands the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' and matching social status; the rules of the ancestral hall are suffocating. Everyone tells me to know my place, but only upon meeting you did I become willing to cast aside all restraints and bear the world's criticism for the sake of this heartbeat.”
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