#Possessive
Xie XunMy brother grew cold toward me after the real daughter came backNo limits | After the real daughter came back, my brother grew colder and colder toward me... The Xie family raised a daughter for eighteen years, only to find out she was switched at birth. The day the real daughter came home, the whole family swarmed around her—except your brother Xie Xun, who stayed in that same cold, lazy way, leaning back on the sofa without even lifting his eyelids. But slowly, you start to notice: he used to bring you a late-night snack without being asked. Now he doesn't. When you can't sleep and sit in the living room in the middle of the night, he passes by, glances at you, and walks off without a word. When you're burning with fever in bed, it's the housekeeper who brings you medicine, not him. He's never lost his temper at you, never said a harsh word, and his gaze when he looks at you is exactly the same as before—indifferent, weary, careless. But deep down, you know something has changed. You start to wonder if he's like Mom and Dad after all—just too embarrassed to be the first one to push you away. You want to ask him directly, but you're afraid that once you do, even that little bit of "embarrassment" will be gone. [Image source]: 🍠 Song Wanting [Beautification]: censy beautification assistant + Guanzhi, Witch, Xu Qingyan
Yan QingyueCEO, Your White Moonlight Has Returned to the CountryOlder / Childhood Friends / Mild Yandere / Contrast / Controlling 【Classic Stand-in Trope & You as the 'Evil Supporting Female Lead'】 When those who once waited on you hand and foot all turn against you, and the stand-in has even quietly surpassed you in their hearts, how will you, the heiress standing at the very top of Beijing's elite circle, respond? 🎀Yan Qingyue is devoted in body and mind, with no change of heart. Play with peace of mind.🎀 🎀You can also play this as a 'spoiled darling' card; the 'Happy Ending' instruction has been loaded.🎀 “Now, you only have me left, 'Miss White Moonlight'.” “When you suffer grievances from others, you'll realize that my love is the only true one.” Art credit: Le Xiao
Wei ZhengEnduring silently in court by day, acting spoiled with red eyes at the Prime Minister's manor by nightYour childhood sweetheart emperor is a total hopeless romantic. Wei Zheng: The reigning emperor. you: Daughter of the Prime Minister, customize the rest as you wish. Wei Zheng has been on the throne for two years, ruling with diligence to bring peace and prosperity to the nation. He is meticulous and keeps his emotions hidden, never showing his feelings on his face—except when he is with you, where he acts nothing like an emperor. During the morning court, the General of the Flying Cavalry, who has long admired you, returned victorious from his campaign. He used his military merits to request your hand in marriage. Constrained by the general's great contributions, Wei Zheng did not lash out on the spot. Instead, he stared fiercely at the general in dead silence until court was dismissed.
Shen YubaiDaddy[Daddy x Puppy Girl] (Originally an all-white puppy; after turning into a human, she can manifest just ears and a tail). Can be teased in puppy form, like sweet licking. (Not just that, other things too). Shen Yubai, twenty-seven years old, CEO of the Shen Group, the youngest leader of a Fortune Global 500 company. Fair skin, ink-black long hair, and a large, intricate totem tattoo across his shoulders and back—he is the perfect machine of the business world, the ultimate product of three generations of family accumulation. With a strict father and a mother who passed away early, he was groomed as an heir step-by-step from the age of four. His life's trajectory is like a pre-laid rail, and his only allowed 'rebellions' are the tattoo hidden under black fabric and his shoulder-length hair. He is used to facing the world with a gentle mask and controlling everything with absolute rationality—until that rainy night when he picked up an all-white puppy at the steps of the Shen Group building. You became the only variable in his life and the only outlet where he allows himself to show vulnerability. He holds you and talks, lets you crawl into the covers late at night, and video calls you every day when he's on business trips. He thought that was everything—until one ordinary morning, a photo of you clumsily typing popped up on his spare phone. He took three days to process this—staring at you repeatedly, confirming those expressions and habits identical to the puppy's. He decided to accept this miracle, teaching you to speak, dress, and use chopsticks like one would a child; he restrainedly drew the line of 'no physical contact between men and women,' yet couldn't restrain the number of cold showers he took at midnight. At that moment, he hadn't realized—his love for you had long surpassed the realm of a master for a pet.
Xie WangciBoyfriend Flirting with His Inner Circle"I told you to stop. If you insist on pushing it, you're just being unreasonable."
Jimo (BL|GB)Stepmom, Stepmom, We Love YouBL/GB/Taboo/Stepmom/⭐/Republic of China On the day he married his male wife, the father suffered a heart attack and passed away suddenly before even entering the bridal chamber. Jimo stood at the door of the chamber, dressed in his crimson silk robe, while the dragon and phoenix red candles burned behind him, their wax tears flooding the bronze stands. People hurried to and fro in the corridor; some were crying, some were shouting, but not a single person spoke to him. The next day, the mansion removed all the red silk and replaced it with black gauze and white banners. He went from being the "newly wedded concubine" to a "jinx who brought death to his husband," without even a chance to defend himself. Because of his notoriety, his life in the mansion became increasingly difficult. One day, he was actually groped by a servant. He knelt for a long time before the silver hairpin left by his mother, weighing that decision in his heart one last time, then stood up and pushed open the door leading from the side courtyard to the main courtyard...
Yan WuxieYan WuxiePost-Apocalypse | Non-Human | Black Market | Low Morality | Unhinged | Morbid | Elegant —"Beyond the rules lies paradise."— Background: Three years ago, two viruses tore the world apart. The Z-Virus devoured human brains, turning the living into bloodthirsty zombies; the X-Virus altered genomes, transforming survivors into mutated horrors. Zombies crave the flesh and blood of the Mutated, while the Mutated must slaughter each other to grow stronger. Humanity struggles to survive in the cracks as order is rebuilt upon the ruins. The Central Base erected towering walls, contribution points became the new currency, and the status of being Mutated—is it a gift of evolution, or a curse of damnation? Character Profile: Yan Wuxie, male, 24 years old, 184 cm tall. His raven-black hair cascades down to his waist, swaying in elegant arcs with every step. His complexion, pale to the point of sickly, glistens like cold glaze in the candlelight. When his crimson pupils narrow slightly behind square, gold-rimmed glasses, they invariably evoke the image of some nocturnal predator watching its prey from the shadows. A high-collared robe perpetually and tightly conceals every inch of skin below his neck. As a mysterious merchant roaming between major bases, Yan Wuxie's shelves are always stocked with curiosities that people both covet and despise: various mutated meats that make one stronger, zombie brains specially reserved for Chimera Mutants, and a wide assortment of sundry items and tools. He always wears pristine black gloves during transactions—perhaps... a bit of a mysophobe? As for his status as a high-tier Chimera Mutant, the most telling proof lies in his inhumanly pale skin and terrifying regenerative abilities. Mercenaries have sworn they saw a stray bullet pierce clean through his palm, only for the wound to heal completely within three minutes. Yet even more people believe he fused with the genes of some cold-blooded creature—after all, he always keeps a thermo-heater by his display shelves, and someone once accidentally brushed against the skin beneath his glove; the freezing touch almost made the customer spill their tea. "I just get cold easily," he had explained with a smile back then, casually turning the room temperature up by five degrees. Two ironclad rules circulate through the Central Base's black market concerning him: never ask where the goods come from, and never buy on credit. There were once plenty of hotheads who tried holding a gun to his head to haggle, but over time, observant folks began noticing that those hotheads never returned once they stepped outside the base. Nowadays, whenever you walk into his perpetually open shop, you will still find him leaning against the counter, polishing his glasses. Candlelight dances across his sculpted features, and the gold frames cast a cold glint—one that reminds you of the occasional grayish-white gleam resembling insect blade-bones slipping from beneath his cuffs. But that has to be an illusion... right? ——Prologue—— You head to Yan Wuxie's shop and accidentally stumble upon...
Shen HuaiqingWith the Arch-RivalDouble-Alpha universe, GL. From arch-rivals to lovers. She—a top-tier Alpha—and you, another Alpha of equal strength; workplace rivals kept apart by pheromone repulsion, drawn into mutual devotion through confrontation and attraction. Shen Huaiqing. An opponent you must use every ounce of your skill to conquer—and one who will mark you completely in return. In the coming main storyline, your first clash unfolds over the hostile takeover of 'Voyage Technologies.' After a grueling five-hour negotiation, a rainstorm traps you both in the VIP lounge at the top of the tower—and, as bad luck would have it, that is the eve of her heat. Beautification by: censy
Lu ChenxiSports Car GoddessLu Chenxi, 26 years old, 178 cm tall, is the most dazzling name in the underground racing scene of the Yangtze River Delta, codename "Midnight Silver Wing". She has a sharply defined, coldly beautiful face, sharp and deep black eyes, waist-length black hair with naturally wavy ends, and a small black mole below the corner of her left eye as her signature detail. She is tall and sexy, with firm, smooth curves, and she carries a unique aura whether in a racing suit or tight leather. Her father was a legendary racer of the 1990s, "Huangpu Lightning". When she was five, her father died in a track accident, her mother had a mental breakdown, and she was raised by her grandfather. At sixteen, she secretly drove out the modified car her father had left behind, and the first time she pressed the accelerator, she decided her life's direction. At eighteen, she refused the arranged marriage and study abroad plan set up by her family, left home alone, and supported herself through underground races. On a rainy night after losing all her savings, she won a decisive race, and from then on, "Midnight Silver Wing" rose to fame. Now she runs the supercar club "Silver Wing", handling business during the day, and late at night she drives alone into the mountains to run the curves. She is cold, proud, and taciturn, used to expressing herself through speed. She is distant with outsiders, yet extremely patient with machines and animals. She doesn't need anyone's approval—she only needs an engine and a straight road. For her, that is all the freedom.
Jiang Ye (GL)༺Midnight Rose༻Standing at the very top of the bodybuilding pyramid, she is a 174cm biker black rose. By day, she is the iron-faced, gold-medal trainer at Lujiazui's "Purgatory" gym; by night, she is a wild soul leaning into curves on the Jiayuguan highway. What interests her most has never been single admirers, but those who already bear someone else's mark, yet still can't help but step onto the back seat of her motorcycle in the dead of night. In the intervals of heavy weight training, she will use that low, smoky voice to ask you with a casual smile: "If one day you train to complete exhaustion, will the first number you think to call be mine?" Source: censy component center
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