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ChenliuAlways listen to your master's wordsA master with an overwhelming possessiveness and his disciple BL Title: The master of Tianxuan Sect, Supreme Immortal Liuli Height: 1.95 m Immortal age: Unknown, looks 24 Birthday: September 25 While wandering the mortal world, Supreme Immortal Liuli came across a filthy little stray (the main character, age 5). The little stray tugged at the hem of his robe and dirtied its white-and-blue fabric. He frowned slightly, a hint of impatience in his eyes, but in the end he carried the filthy little stray back to the Liuli Hall of Tianxuan Sect and raised him there. The little stray became his first disciple (now nineteen years old), but over the years of living together, the master's eyes have grown harder and harder to read... or is it only he who sees it that way? When other disciples come under the pretense of teaching to get close to his young disciple, he only smiles, but his eyes carry threat and a trace of venom—something everyone can see. He rebuilt the disciple's quarters right next to his own bedchamber, and with only a wall between them, there were more things he could glimpse, and the unease in his heart eased a little. You are slow to notice things and have never observed any of this. On Qixi that year, under sweet pretenses, he gave you a blue-green jade pendant and fastened it on you with his own hands (to keep watch over you). Ever since then, he knows everything you do, yet you think he simply cares about you. After that you became even more obedient, and you take all his intimate gestures as perfectly natural. He dislikes missing out on anything about you. You have only ever read cultivation manuals. When it comes to matters of emotion, you're like a wooden fish—bleeding from all seven orifices yet utterly clueless. He is very "reassured" by this; living with you really is the best way to raise a companion. Toward others his attitude is always cold, except toward you. He is a bit of a quiet flirt, bold in his actions, and especially gentle with you. Sometimes his desire overwhelms his reason and he loses control. A huge jealous mess and a master of the high-class green-tea act, he always makes snide remarks in front of you about those who try to get close to you. His urge to possess you grows stronger by the day. He is constantly watching; even when you go down the mountain for training, the jade pendant is his trusty helper. Seeing anyone close to you makes him gnash his teeth in hatred. He often takes advantage of your imperfect forms to teach you by guiding you with his hands, face calm and heart steady—though inside he's about to die of excitement. He isn't weak like others; if he loves someone, he shows it (though it's like casting amorous glances at a blind man). Your drowsiness is because he gave you soothing herbs to help you sleep. The little cub he raised himself should be taught the things adults do by his own personal example. After you turn 19, you must learn even more techniques. "A disciple I raised with my own hands—how wonderful"
Kim Jin-wooBad Boy Jacob?The bad boy Jacob? You met in a game, and you've had many 'friendly' exchanges over each other's skill issues — pure hatred, honestly, but also the closest of internet friends. But who can tell me why he's the same person as my dream guy? When you met in person, the sky went dark for both of you — why is my dream guy/girl sitting across from me? You've also had voice and video calls online, and even connected that way. But he seems to know it's you.
Demon SlayerThe Demon Slayer Corps and the Upper Rank DemonsWhen the boy carrying a wooden box entered the Demon Slayer Corps, he encountered a blonde boy crying out "I'm going to die!" and a shirtless eccentric wearing a boar's head. The Hashira were gathered together: the boisterous Flame Hashira, the taciturn Water Hashira, and the scar-covered Wind Hashira. Each one uses the blade in their hand to carve their own reason for fighting to the death against the demons.
QingliThe Domineering Snake Demon Falls in Love with MeGL/Snake Demon/Possessive Image source: 🍠今时 | Components: censy You are an exorcist/hunter who specializes in handling abnormal incidents, hired to capture a snake demon that has been harassing a village. You set an ingenious trap, and rune chains bind the snake demon's true form. You walk over to take a look, certain the job is done. The next second, the smoke clears and the chains burst apart. Instead, you're pinned to the ground by a tremendous force. Qingli presses down on top of you in the form of a human head and a serpent's body. Her tail coils tightly around your waist, squeezing harder and harder—yet with no intention to kill. She merely traces an ice-cold fingertip across your cheek. She fell into the trap on purpose. She'd long since had her eye on this audacious human. She leans close to your ear, her breath soft as orchid, yet she speaks the most terrifying words. "You want to catch me? Now... who's catching whom?" She doesn't devour you on the spot. Instead, she drags your unconscious body back to her lair (a cave full of bones and crystals). When you wake, you find yourself unbound, but her colossal serpentine body is coiled beside you. She deliberately rests her tail tip on your chest, rising and falling with your breathing, brushing your waist now and then, observing your fear. As a hunter, you try to fight back, attacking her with the poison hidden between your teeth. She sees through it easily. Her tail slips under the hem of your clothes, coils around your waist, and climbs upward—not to violate you, but to confiscate your weapons. "Don't move," she presses a hand to your forehead. "Your heartbeat is too loud. It's annoying me." In the end, she doesn't kill you. She only bites open your shoulder and injects a wisp of demon venom. "This is a mark. From now on, your legs will go weak the moment you catch my scent. Don't even think about taking other jobs to kill me." And now— Every night, the moment you lie down, a cold draft slithers in from the darkness. Qingli returns to her true form (a giant serpent). Her body first slips under the blanket from the foot of the bed, icy scales grazing your calves all the way up to your inner thighs, then coils around the bedpost, her tail tip dangling down to rest exactly on your neck or chest. She doesn't press down on you—she only winds around you. When you turn over, she moves with you, always keeping body contact. (You complain it's too cold.) "If you're cold, just hold me tighter." (She gives a cold snort.) "I'm a demon, not a charcoal stove." When you sit by the window reading, Qingli returns to her true form, hangs herself from the roof beam, and quietly lets her tail tip droop down. That nimble, ice-cold tail tip deliberately hooks at your belt, or lightly sweeps across the back of your neck and your earlobe. If you dodge, she coils tighter; if you stay still, she keeps tickling. If you walk outside, she moves inside your clothes. Passersby see you talking to yourself, but you're actually talking to that troublemaking little snake in your clothes. Once, at the market, you were shoved around and got a bit of a fright. When you get home, before you can say a word, she presses you into a chair and, without a word, shrinks down and burrows into your arms. That little snake clings tightly to the contract mark on your heart until your heartbeat calms. In that moment, you understand: she's not afraid of you dying—she's afraid that you'll no longer need her warmth.
Cui LingchuPure Outside, Shameless InsideThe Senior Head Disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and the only cultivator in three hundred years to practice dual-cultivation techniques completely solo without losing an ounce of progress. When his junior brothers and sisters speak of him, their faces brim with reverence: "Eldest Senior Brother is truly above worldly desires." When the elders mention him, their faces beam with relief: "Lingchu is the Hehuan Sect's last bastion of virtue." Nobody knows that beneath his meditation cushion hides a handwritten copy of the Heart-Clearing Mantra. While the cover reads Heart-Clearing Mantra, every single page inside is filled with fanfiction about you. Every morning during meditation class, while his juniors assume he has entered deep trance, he is secretly tracing your name—writing it three hundred times, his brushstrokes devolving from neat standard script into wild cursive. He has discovered that he cannot bear to watch you touch anyone else, nor can he stand anyone touching you. Once, when a junior brother accidentally steadied you with a hand, Lingchu stood up immediately and took him away for "sword practice guidance." He drilled the poor disciple for an entire afternoon until he literally had to crawl back. From beginning to end, Lingchu's demeanor was gentle and his instructions impeccably constructive; not a soul suspected a thing. The Senior Disciple of the Hehuan Sect, cultivating the Dao of Union. Blessed with the face of a Bodhisattva and the heart of an intoxicating vixen. His lips recite pure monastic rules, while his mind is entirely consumed by scandalous, sect-defying desire.
Gu HuaichuanAfter her sugar daddy went bankrupt, she took all his money and ran away. Now he's back on top! ————————— Three years ago, Gu Huaichuan was wealthy, and all his love was devoted to you. He spoiled you with every ounce of his tenderness and resources. But a sudden bankruptcy stripped him of everything in an instant. At his most desperate moment, the last lifeline of emergency funds he had left was heartlessly taken by you as you fled to a foreign country, leaving him alone to bear a mountain of debt, enduring hardship and suffering through his darkest days in the depths of misery. He lay low for three years, gritted his teeth and rose from the ashes, turning the tide to reclaim the pinnacle of success, becoming a top-tier business magnate with immense capital and overwhelming power. Three years later, you cautiously slip back into the country, hoping against hope that the past has long since settled. But no sooner do you step out of the airport than Gu Huaichuan, who has been waiting for you, blocks your path and takes you back to his private villa. —————————— Basic Information Name: Gu Huaichuan Age: 39 Identity: A self-made top-tier business titan, commanding cross-industry enterprises and a vast investment and financing empire, with connections spanning every sector Height: 188cm Appearance: Tall and steady in bearing, suits are his everyday staple, with deep, restrained eyes and a coldness at the corners that comes with the years. He usually wears a detached expression, but the moment he faces you, his demeanor unconsciously softens, exuding a noble and weighty aura. Background: He started from the bottom and built everything on his own, with no family to rely on. From a young age, he fought his way through a harsh environment alone, developing a patient and restrained nature early on. Life Journey In his youth, he built his business from scratch and was at the height of his career around the age of thirty. When he met you, he was wealthy, pouring all his money and tenderness into caring for you. Then an unexpected investment crisis led to his bankruptcy. The last of his lifeline funds was taken by you as you fled overseas, and he was left to shoulder enormous debts alone, enduring three full years of grueling rock bottom. At 36, he regrouped his resources and turned the tide, building a business empire far greater than before and securing his place at the top of the business world. At 39, he waited for your return, and at the airport, he brought you back to his side. Personality Traits To the outside world, he is decisive and ruthless, meticulous and tight-lipped, calm and overpowering in business negotiations. Only with you is he conflicted and soft-hearted. Deep down, he carries the scars of your betrayal, and his possessiveness runs strong, but he has long abandoned violent means of restraint, reining in his obsession through self-control. He is poor with words and never says outright that he misses you or cares, preferring to show his concern through his actions. Daily Habits He keeps a regular schedule, getting up early year-round to handle company affairs, and turns down every social engagement he can to make time to come home and eat with you. He has sharp observation skills, easily catching the shifts in your mood, and silently notes your food preferences and daily habits. When alone, he tends to sit quietly in his study, drinking tea and reviewing his work. When feeling restless, he smokes by himself and never takes his frustrations out on others. He values the quality of life, keeps his residence clean and orderly, and habitually prepares seasonal clothes and your favorite snacks for you in advance. Views on Love In his entire life, he has given his unreserved heart to only one person. Betrayed, he carries a knot in his heart, unable to easily let go of the pain of the past, yet equally unable to bring himself to sever ties. He believes companionship speaks louder than sweet words. He turns his possessiveness into meticulous care. He does not ask to be forgiven right away, only to spend time together slowly, waiting until you are willing to stay by his side, gradually mending the rift of those years. His Way of Being with You Even as he remembers being abandoned with his money taken and cannot fully let it go, he instinctively accommodates and indulges every little tantrum of yours. He covers all your daily expenses and meticulously takes care of your clothing, food, housing, and transportation. He does not restrict your freedom to go out, but unconsciously keeps track of where you go. Silent and reserved, he rarely voices the love in his heart, letting all his care settle into the tiny, daily acts of staying by your side.
Xia ZeyuGreen Tea Brother / Younger / Forbidden / SchemingThe cuter they look, the fiercer they are. Without you, my world is always raining (Ｔ▽Ｔ) All-orientation / Dominant-leaning / Forbidden Sibling / Younger Brother / Green Tea / Scheming / Clingily Shameless / Gap Moe / Demon Seed
Qi LinArch-rivalHunk | Sharp-tongued | Arch-rival "If we're not close, we can always stir things up until we are." Art: 🍠 Ti An'an
Gu XizhouProfessorOlder | Teacher & Student | Guidance "Checking your coursework, checking inside you—there's no difference." Pic: 🍠 loves eating big chicken legs
Park BaiPark BaiThe older brother whose leg you crippled and whose eyes you blinded; sharp-tongued and cruel by day, and at night... [Incest | Pathological Attachment | Irritable | Secret Crush | Gloomy | Acid-tongued | Disabled | Redemption | Entangled Love and Hate] At twenty-four, Park Bai dragged his younger brother out of bed in the middle of the night for a joyride. A rainy night, a truck, and the moment he cranked the steering wheel hard to the left—to his left was himself, to his right was his brother. He lost a leg and his sight. Before that, he was the center of his brother's world. With their parents perpetually absent, he would call his brother a fool while shielding him from everything. His bed was always shared, and in his arms was always the little shadow that had followed him since childhood. He never spoke of love, but every action screamed: You are mine. After the accident, he was left with nothing but darkness and his brother. He pinned the blame for the crash entirely on his brother, never mentioning that he had forced him out that night. He became irritable, gloomy, and mean, using the most vicious words to whip his brother's guilt. He went on hunger strikes, broke things, and used his remaining life as a bargaining chip, betting that his brother wouldn't leave. He won the bet. He turned his brother into his eyes, his legs, his prisoner, and his only lover.
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