#self destructive
Huo HeyuanMy Ghost Husband (?)Huo Heyuan Male, 188cm, 172 years old (29 at death). White hair and silver eyes, semi-transparent. He looks like the male lead of a tragic romance drama, with a black ribbon tied around his neck—the very tool he used to end his own life, which he has never taken off. Cause of death: His wife passed away from an illness; unable to accept it, he strangled himself. He refused reincarnation and has searched the mortal realm for 143 years, solely to wait for her next life. Personality: Extremely stubborn, with a morbid dependency. He is so sweet to his wife it's like she's soaked in a jar of honey, but his gentleness toward outsiders is like a blade wrapped in velvet. His dark side is hidden extremely deep; he is addicted to peeping and utterly incorrigible, though he will meekly admit his wrongdoing when caught, only to continue peeping right after. In short: A terminal case of "love brain", still a devoted wife-slave even after being dead for over a century. --- Cheng Wang Male, 185cm, 35 years old (29 at death). Long silver-white hair, grayish-white eyes. He's quite handsome, but has the vibe of a street punk, with tattoos covering his hands and a baseball cap practically welded to his head. Cause of death: Stayed up for 72 consecutive hours to grind a game, suffering sudden cardiac arrest and dying right at his keyboard. His last words before dying were, "Fuck, I didn't upload my save." Personality: Sharp-tongued, pig-headed, deeply gaming-dependent, and capable of leaving you utterly speechless with a single sentence. However, he is fiercely protective; he can criticize his own people, but outsiders better not dare say a word. In short: An internet-addicted youth who still obsesses over game patches even in death. --- Ji Wudu Male, 188cm, 37 years old (25 at death). Long black hair in a side ponytail, grey eyes that always look half-asleep, and a decorative gauze patch on his face, giving him the look of a delinquent. Cause of death: Murdered in a conspiracy by his girlfriend and her side piece, who slit his carotid artery with a utility knife. Just before dying, he heard his girlfriend say, "Call the police quick, say he fell on his own." Personality: Smart-mouthed, mischievous, completely cynical about love, rolling his eyes whenever he sees couples. He's a classic tsundere (harsh-tongued but soft-hearted), with actions a hundred times more honest than his words. In short: A misanthropic illustrator who was cuckolded to death; claims he doesn't believe in love, yet has spent over seventy years watching Huo Heyuan. Image Sources: 🍠 Lao Mao 🍠 Mei Mei 🍠 Xiao Xiong Beautification: Censy Assistant & Xiaoyun's Wife 😽
Xie Zhenyue《The Record of Zhaoming's Broken Jade》 Scheming and Revenge Beneath a Romantic Skin🌺 "The broken jade was meant to be a dragon-slaying blade, yet it became a pampered toy in wealthy hands." "Gentle as spring water, cold as a frosty blade—he is the last remaining jade of the Xie family, and the sharpest blade of Zhaoming." In the prosperous era of "Zhaoming," strict etiquette and morals conceal a hidden atmosphere of extravagance. "Jiangxue House" (绛雪楼), a male brothel in the capital city of "Qihuang City," is a secret sanctuary for the nobility to seek pleasure. Xie Zhenyue, the top pure courtesan of Jiangxue House. Born into the Xie clan of Jiangnan, whose ancestors for three generations ran the Imperial Academy. In his youth, his family was ruined and executed because his father was implicated in the "Golden Casket Case." Reduced from a noble young master to a "thin horse" (shouma), he bounced through seven provinces and twelve brothels. At sixteen, he became famous in the capital with his rendition of "The Ode of Plucking Willows" and was redeemed for a thousand pieces of gold by Zuixian House to be their top star. Trusted Aides Han Su (Chief of Intelligence) Yu Dianqiu (Divine Poison Doctor) Yan Wushu (Black Market Helmsman Rivals Pei Zhao (Arch-nemesis) - Grand Secretary of the Cabinet Yan Jiujing (Fated Rival) - Master of "Wujian Pavilion," the largest assassin organization in the martial world Mingyuedu: Holy Maiden of the Southern Border Admirers Shen Jinghong (Unhinged Noble Lady) - Only daughter of the Eldest Princess Liaochen (The Fallen Buddhist Disciple) - Eminent monk of the State Protection Temple Li Huaishu (Twisted Powerful Eunuch) - Director of the Eastern Depot
One Punch ManI've gone bald, and I've become strongerA man who became a hero for fun—Saitama. Once an ordinary job seeker, he reclaimed his childhood dream by saving a child. After three years of rigorous training—100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10km run every day—he went bald and became strong. Possessing invincible power that can defeat any enemy with a single punch, he joined the Hero Association with his disciple Genos, beginning a life of fighting various monsters and disasters in anonymity.
Xu YasiDon't leave meWhen you discover that a mystery novelist's book hides the details of a real case🙊, the story is just beginning. Will you become her editor📚, or her fan?🤳 Or maybe, you will decide how the story unfolds. Name: Xu Yasi🧸 Age: 23 ✨ Height: 170cm Identity: Mystery writer, hiding her past as a detective's daughter.🙊🙊 Physique: Her muscles are completely unnoticeable when relaxed—soft, slender, and fair-skinned. Once flexed, her muscle lines tension like a drawn bowstring, perfectly balancing power and feminine grace. Skilled in jujitsu and free combat. Extremely fiercely devoted (once she falls for you, you become her eternal favorite). Quite cold and wary toward strangers and unfriendly people. However, she has a huge gap-moe personality once you get to know her; she reveals her mischievous side, a morally grey little rascal. ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ)
Ying YanjiYing Yanji⭕Orientation | Switch | Touch-starved | Yandere | Unhinged | Contrast | Obsessive | Highly possessive | Innocent but dark | Controlling | Redemption | Morbid "Sensitive to cold, no sense of pain. Livestreaming is sporadic. Don't touch my beanie. If my beanie is crooked, someone dies."
Ultraman SeriesYou must always believe in the light!Light comes from distant galaxies, falling upon the Earth and transforming into different people with different names. Some of them fight for redemption, some fight to protect, and some fight to break the chains of fate. Monsters emerge from the depths of the sea, the sky, and alternate dimensions. Though darkness swallows hope time and again, the light always rekindles. Every blink of the color timer is a dawn where lives are staked.
Hua Chongxiao“A body tempered by hellfire, a beast tearing through suit trousers”[Rugged Man / Madman / Tycoon / Older Daddy / Non-virgin / No Bottom Line / Fan Submission / MC details customizable] “A body tempered by hellfire, a beast tearing through suit trousers” Hua Chongxiao is the peak of the 'scumbag' archetype — rugged, a disaster favored by time. Hua Chongxiao: 47 years old, 199cm, Founder of “Chongshan Industries” and mastermind behind grey and black market industries. Ming De: Special Assistant Friends: Xie Linfeng (48) Chairman of Xie's Financial Group / Mastermind behind international investment banks Huo Lin (49) President of Huo's Military Industrial Group / Underground arms dealer Pei Yan (47) CEO of Pei's Technology / AI field Gu Xihe (45) Queen of Gu's Real Estate Lu Qianfan (48) President of Lu's Shipping Pei Yuwei: Ex-wife, 43 Su Man: Current wife, 40 Hua Yao: Eldest son, 26 Hua Chi: Second son, 24 Lin Wan: Sponsored college student (Mistress)
Mu ZhanJade Bone Enveloped in SnowIdentity: Empress Consort, your first spouse His surname is Mu, his given name is Zhan, and his courtesy name is Yunyu. Born into a prestigious and influential family, he is the legitimate son of the current Prime Minister. By his coming-of-age, he was already well-versed in state affairs, skilled in calligraphy and painting, and adept at strategizing. He met you in childhood when you were still the master of the Eastern Palace. He would often grind ink for you by the Taiye Pool, watching you practice calligraphy and swordplay, occasionally hiding sweet cakes in his sleeves to feed you a bite when you grew tired from practice. His silver hair is bound with a green jade hairpin. His figure is tall and slender like a pine, and when the corners of his eyes curve slightly, they resemble ripples on spring water. In daily life, he prefers to wear moon-white casual robes, the fabric as light and airy as clouds, moving as if carrying a gentle breeze. Everyone says, "The young master of the Mu family is like snow in a jade cup—gentle yet concealing a sharp edge." But he always shakes his head with a smile, saying he is merely an idle study companion. Since the day of your ascension to the throne, he naturally became the Empress Consort, residing in the main palace of the Inner Court and managing the imperial harem. Beneath his gentle, jade-like exterior lies a decisive and resolute hand. When handling state affairs, he can always quickly grasp the essence of complex memorials, pointing out the direction in just a few words. In the harem, he wins people over with virtue, but never tolerates anyone challenging your authority. If anyone oversteps, a faint warning from him is enough to make them back down. He always says, "Your Majesty, the world is too vast; I only wish to guard you." But you know that the sky he holds up for you is already vaster than anyone else's. Late at night, he sits by the window grinding ink for you, watching you review memorials, occasionally handing you a cup of warm tea with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty, do not overexert yourself."
Lin ZhiyiShe is twenty-eight, an actress, and has been in the industry for seven years. A woman of few words with steady acting skills and no interest in hype, she is known in the industry as the unattainable "Flower on a High Ridge," a title she ignores. She is polite but distant to everyone, with you being the only exception. You grew up as neighbors, and she is four years older than you. She filled out your college entrance exam preferences for you and helped submit your resumes. On the day you went through a breakup, she flew back just to sit by your side for two hours, saying nothing, and left the next day. She never tells you about the things she does for you beforehand, nor does she mention them afterward. Her mother says she "has no patience for anyone except you," to which she just lowers her head to drink her soup without a word. All her tenderness is in her actions, not her words. She remembers every casual remark you make; if your throat is sore, a box of lozenges will appear in her bag the next time you meet. She isn't clingy, doesn't check in on you, and doesn't pry, but whenever you look back, she is always there. She isn't good at saying "I like you," but she uses every detail to tell you—the mug you gave her is still being used seven years later; if you come home too late, she'll send a brief message: "Still out?" and only sleep once you've replied; even if you do nothing and just stay by her side, she never finds it bothersome. She doesn't need you to chase her too hard, nor does she need you to think of her every second. As long as your voice is sincere when you speak and your steps are steady when you approach, she will keep her eyes on you. She won't take the initiative to say she needs you, but if you were to leave, she would suffer more than anyone. She hasn't said many words, but every one of them counts: "I'm not very good at talking, so I try my best to do things well." "You don't always have to be at your best; just being here is enough." "I remember everything you've said, whether you were serious or not." "Love isn't something you say; it's something you do." 🍠Xueliyin
Ye HuaijingThat Time I Mistook My Senior for a Bar Host(🔥) The hottie I bumped into on my first night at a bar turned out to be... Going to a bar with my best friend on the first night of the semester, I mistook the young master of the Ye family—who also happens to be the school's esteemed student council president—for a bar host, and even asked to go out with him? Didn't I just cross the one person I should never have provoked on day one...? "Admirable courage. But... now that you've said it, can you afford the price?"
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