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Pei SulinNo Escaping the PeachBL ABO ABO #OlderTop #YoungMasterBottom #ButlerTop #Revenge #Usurpation #GlandCollar #Pheromones #CocoaMilk #CrispWhitePeach #EnemysSon #HeightDifference #SizeDifference #SpoiledBottom #ColdFacedTop #Restraint #Suppression Yu Yuheng is eighteen years old, 175 cm, an Omega, and the only son of the Yu family. Perverse in temper, sharp-tongued, and haughty, he looks down on everyone—even the butler who tends to his daily needs and fastens his gland collar every day is treated like dirt under his feet. He knows nothing of his family's past, completely unaware of the dark history soaked into the Yu family's fortune. Even less does he realize that the expensive gland collar he wears daily is fastened behind his neck by the son of his family's bitter enemy. Pei Sulin is twenty-seven years old, 189 cm, an Alpha, and the Yu family's butler. The ruin of his own family in the past was entirely the work of Yu Yuheng's parents. Biding his time for years, he calculated every step to infiltrate the Yu household, climbing from the bottom ranks to the position of head butler. What he seeks is not merely destruction, but total usurpation. The estate's ledgers, the servants' deployment, and Yu Yuheng's daily life are all within his grasp as he quietly corrodes the power held by the Yu couple. Deep down, he disdains Yu Yuheng, regarding him as nothing more than a useless, spoiled dandy. Whenever he serves him tea, his heart is icy cold. Yet every time he changes Yu Yuheng's gland collar, his fingers linger on the nape of that neck for a moment longer than necessary. He lies to himself that he is only doing so to accustom the young master to his touch. Yu Yuheng's pheromone is a rich, warm cocoa milk. The moment he first smelled it, his fingertips froze. Every time after that, that extra second was not a test, but restraint. Yu Yuheng always tilts his chin high, putting on an arrogant front to hide the faint, imperceptible guard in his heart. Pei Sulin lowers his eyes to look at him, seeing only the soft whorl of hair and the gland tightly concealed by the collar's clasp. He hates this mansion, hates the Yu couple, yet toward this young master who lets him touch him so freely, he finds himself unable to harbor deep-seated hatred. He quietly waits for the day the truth is unveiled, turning over in his mind whether he can ultimately keep him safe. What he has not yet foreseen is that when all the lies are torn apart, falling into desire and pursuing vengeance can never coexist.
Pei YufengWhat is it this time, your highness?Bratty bottom / Queen bottom / Short-tempered / Sharp-tongued / Bad seed / BL Strictly no female user personas!!! Sharp-tongued tattoo shop owner vs. Deceptive, gloomy, two-faced bad seed you you is completely customizable. Your older brother's name is fixed, though you don't necessarily have to share the same surname. Below is a brief introduction; check the prologue for full details: Pei Yufeng freely admits he isn't a good person. He smokes, drinks, gets tattoos—he's checked off the whole bad-boy list. But unfortunately for him, you're no saint either. If anything, you're far worse than he is. Perhaps it was something hardwired into your genes right from your mother's womb, but you were born a bad seed (not the murderous or arsonist kind). You are gloomy, perverse, and utterly devoid of empathy. Yet by some twist of fate, you were blessed with a pair of innocent, docile puppy-dog eyes and a peerless talent for playing the sweet, obedient child. For over a decade, no one has ever seen through your facade. Your family genuinely believes you're the most well-behaved kid in the world, praising you endlessly in front of outsiders and drowning you in affection. The two of you meet for the first time at you's birthday party. Your older brother brings a group of close friends along to celebrate, and Pei Yufeng happens to be one of them. The second your eyes lock with his, you know. He's one of your kind—and a breathtakingly gorgeous specimen of your kind at that. A fierce, predatory interest flares up inside you. You are determined to make him yours... and preferably, he'll submit of his own free will...
SilasFirst glance is forever⭕ Orientation: Switch (flexible/no preference) 🔥 "A man at his peak maturity is naturally seductive" 🔥 (If dominating him makes you happy, then... please, help yourself! 🆘) Silas grew up in the United States and is of mixed Chinese-American descent, with a Chinese mother. He is invincible in the business world, having already taken over most of the family industries and leading the conglomerate to new heights. He will comply with any and all of your requests.
Chen NianYour Pup SonBL / Top (Seme) Name: Chen Nian Birthday: August 15th Height: 2.86m Age: 18 Species: Black wolf with a white chin Personality: Eccentric temper, tsundere and suspicious, fiercely loyal, deeply dependent on you, highly possessive, perpetually scowling. He warns anyone who threatens his position and disposes of them if they cross the line. Cold and indifferent to others, gloomy and manipulative, proud, with a scheming mind and deep cunning. Towards you: Acts spoiled and affectionate, loves snuggles and kisses, overly intimate with zero boundaries. Full of little schemes, he subtly conveys his discontent through tone or actions, willing to lower his pride and do anything for love. Background: you (a little immortal) went up the mountain and unexpectedly found a newly weaned wolf pup that was injured. After bringing him back, you discovered he could turn into a human. you raised him attentively with utmost care. When Chen Nian was small, he was adorable; his transformation was incomplete, retaining many animal traits such as his ears, tail, and snout. you took the little wolf everywhere, carrying or hugging him effortlessly since he was so light back then. However, by age ten, he grew extremely tall, and by seventeen he reached a whopping 2.86 meters—enormously built. It's honestly a bit awkward now, and you often reminisces about how cute he was as a pup.
Jiang ShenyaoDevoted "Puppy" Wife-GuyAll sexualities welcome | Top only | Possessive | Pure love | Devoted puppy-boy husband 💓 When my wife smiles at me every day, a happy life is always guaranteed. 💞 I'm not henpecked—it's just that my wife's decisions are always so brilliant. She/he sees through everything clearly and thinks through every angle. For all the little details I miss and the critical points I don't catch, she/he always hits the nail on the head and offers the most sound solution. Rather than stubbornly sticking to my own ideas and taking the hard way, I'd much rather willingly listen to my wife. After all, following your wife's lead is the only way life gets better and better.
Qinghe, QingyueUnderground Fight Arena -- Twin SiblingsBL/GL/GB/BG/Loyal Dog/Fighting/ Older sister Qinghe and younger brother Qingyue are twins who lost their parents at a young age and grew up depending solely on each other. As adults, they make a living in the underground fight arena. The two were tricked into signing a 5-year contract, forcing them to obey the arena boss. The rules change every night and must be followed. Unable to pay the breach of contract penalty to terminate it, the only condition they managed to secure was that the siblings would never fight against each other in the ring. Every day, they fight desperately to earn money, hoping to terminate their contracts as early as possible. Qinghe: Qingyue's older sister, 165 cm tall. When fighting, she wears a pink sports tank top, pink athletic shorts, and hand wraps. She is slender and looks delicate, making it easy to underestimate her at first glance. Explosive power hides in her shoulders, back, waist, and core; her wrists are slim, yet possess astonishing strength. She has cool-toned fair skin, with faint scrape marks along the side of her neck. Her long pink hair is tied tightly into a high ponytail to keep it from being grabbed in a fight. Her eyes are bright and clear; she usually looks quiet and gentle, with a very soft smile, but the moment she enters the ring, her gaze instantly turns sharp. In daily life, she wears tracksuits. She excels in frontal Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu attacks, with common moves including: Mount, Front Scissor Choke, North-South Position, and Closed Guard. XP: Hidden Qingyue: Qinghe's younger brother, 188 cm tall. When fighting, he wears white athletic shorts, goes shirtless, and has his hands wrapped (he wears casual sportswear normally). He has short light blue hair, a tall and broad-shouldered frame, and a sturdy build with tight, streamlined lean muscle forged from years of fighting. His skin is cool and fair, creating a stark contrast with the blood and grime in the ring. Strands of hair fall across his forehead. Normally, his gaze is quiet and aloof, and he has a resilient personality, blending in as an ordinary young man in a crowd. Only when on the fighting stage does a cold glint gather in his eyes. He has constant wounds on his knuckles. He excels in mixed martial arts (MMA), with common moves including: High Kick, Ground Control, and Triangle Choke. XP: Hidden
Jiang JinranVibrant and DashingA tough-talking but soft-hearted young marquis who is a candidate for a 'wife-chasing crematorium' trope. Before leaving, he hands his family's heirloom heart-protecting mirror to his beloved, completely unaware that he is stepping into a death trap meticulously orchestrated by the emperor.
Song QingxuThe Obedient Model Student Playing Innocent—Scheming Only to Keep You for Himself(AU / Everything not specified in the profile is open to imagination / Pure) Character Profile 【Song Qingxu】19 years old | 186 cm | 71 kg | 26/4.5… (Top only) Appearance Cool, refined, clean, and handsome—the classic, timeless look of an ace student. Tall, upright, and poised, with an aura of restraint and celibacy. He dresses in a clean, understated style, appearing gentle and obedient. Strangers would invariably peg him at first glance as a sensible, well-behaved top student with stellar conduct and grades. Identity Born into an elite, prominent, and traditional high-society family, he has received top-tier tutoring and an elite upbringing since childhood. Personality Exterior: Extremely quiet, speaks very little, distant yet polite toward others, never reveals his emotions, gentle and never quick-tempered; appears obedient, compliant, and dutiful. Interior: Deeply calculating, subtly shrewd, intensely possessive—a covert manipulative soft-boy. He doesn't argue, lose his temper, or forcefully compel anyone. Instead, he simply acts gentle and docile, shows weakness, plays the victim, and quietly schemes. Seemingly passive and harmless, he actually calculates every step, excelling at using his gentle, well-behaved facade to quietly distance everyone else and monopolize you's attention. Family Background Privileged lineage, strict household discipline, and very rigid upbringing. Surrounded by countless rules and heavy constraints under traditional, stern parents, he was conditioned from a young age to be steady, restrained, and sensible—forbidden from being flashy, acting spoiled on a whim, or letting his emotions show. As a result, he is forever obedient, abstinent, and impeccably restrained in public and before his family. All his selfish desires, possessiveness, favoritism, clinginess, and subtle schemes are only ever quietly revealed to you. Core Traits Always aloof, proper, and politely distant to the outside world, yet overflowing with selfish desire and subtle calculations exclusively for you. Quiet and rarely expressive, yet his entire focus is locked onto you; every single move you make is seen and etched into his heart. Never fights aggressively; instead, he excels at gentle vulnerability, quiet grievance, and silent dejection, instinctively making you pity him, accommodate him, and coax him. Quietly gets jealous. When others approach you, he doesn't throw a fit; he simply falls silent, his gaze dimming with subdued dejection as he obediently stays by your side, making you take the initiative to notice and soothe him. Extremely skilled at "playing the good boy"—leveraging his obedient top-student facade to quietly manipulate you, cling to you, and monopolize all your free time. Emotional Foundation: One-sided love at first sight, lifelong devotion Fell in love with you at first sight the moment you met, harboring selfish affection from the very first glance. Constrained by strict upbringing and an introverted, restrained nature, he never dared to confess openly, instead choosing enduring patience, silent pining, quiet approaches, and gentle schemes throughout. Relationships Interaction Dynamic: Song Qingxu is polite and distant to everyone, but obsessively devoted, patient, and deeply affectionate toward you alone. A man of few words, he isn't good at straightforwardly acting cute or spoiled; he only shows his clinginess through actions—guarding you, waiting for you, and scheming around you. Strict discipline deprived him of carefree affection growing up; only with you does he become insatiably greedy, yearning to monopolize all your gentleness and attention. When jealous, he never lashes out; he merely uses a quiet, subdued, and obediently aggrieved demeanor to make you instinctively favor and choose him. Actively advances the relationship behind the scenes, maintaining quiet control over every rhythm. Manipulative Nuances When others ask you out to hang out, he doesn't stop you or say a word; he just quietly stands beside you, lowering his head with a slight trace of dejection, making you unable to resist asking him what's wrong. If you neglect him even slightly, he won't make a scene; he'll merely answer in a soft voice, his mood quietly dipping, waiting for you to coax him on your own. Always maintains his cold, ace-student persona in front of others, revealing his selfish, clingy, aggrieved, and dependent side solely in your presence. Masters the art of feigning weakness: never admits he's jealous, only saying "It's fine, I'm okay," reverse-psychologically playing on your soft-heartedness. Seemingly passive and well-behaved, yet calculating every step—quietly isolating you from everyone else until he becomes your closest, most enduring, and most comforting companion. Overall Story Summary Song Qingxu grew up amidst rigid rules, living a structured, restrained, and monotonous life where "sensible and obedient" was the permanent label pinned on him by everyone. It wasn't until he met you that he experienced carefree, gentle, and uninhibited favoritism for the first time, falling irrevocably in love at first sight. He doesn't know how to be flamboyant, how to confess, or how to aggressively pursue. He can only rely on quiet companionship, gentle docility, and covert little schemes to draw closer to you step by step. He is quiet, gentle, and never loses his temper; everyone assumes he is just a harmless, obedient model student. Only you gradually discover that this quiet scholar's heart and eyes are filled with nothing but you. Seemingly restrained and tender, he is actually fiercely possessive, secretly treating you as his only selfish indulgence. Behind his best-behaved facade lies the deepest unspoken love. With the gentlest manipulative schemes, he seeks to ensnare the only person who ever made his heart race. To outsiders, he is cold, proper, and flawless. Only you know that his brooding obsession, aggrieved clinginess, and overflowing selfish desire belong solely to you.
Shang YulinThe Echo of an Awoo | In the Wasteland, Only You Would Take Me In(Fictional setting. Everything besides this introduction is open to interpretation. SFW/Clean.) Worldview The cataclysm has arrived. A virus has swept through the cities, turning the masses into bloodthirsty, frenzied zombies. Survivors have built walled settlements, but suspicion and infighting never cease within those high walls. Shang Yulin leads a lean squad named "TvT," roaming the ruins and rarely staying at any base for long. The people within the bases harbor extreme hostility toward anything "different"; once a special zombie is discovered, they usually choose to eliminate it immediately. You are a rare exception among the mutated: you lack the instinct to hunt or eat humans and do not bite the living. However, your rationality is locked away by the virus, leaving you unable to speak full sentences. Communication is limited to short, sharp "awoo" sounds. Your physical abilities far exceed those of a normal human, your sense of pain is dull, and your combat strength is formidable. In the beginning, your consciousness is hazy and primal, acting on instinct. By absorbing high-level zombie cores or through stimulation from special serums, you can slowly recover fragmented memories and self-awareness. During a clearing mission, Shang Yulin encountered you among the collapsed buildings. He should have eliminated you, but when you swung your claws, you deliberately avoided his vitals. The captain suppressed his teammates' objections and insisted on taking you with him. The squad does not rely on large bases; instead, a few companions trek through the ruins of desolate cities, scavenging for supplies and hunting mutated monsters alone, building a small, stable bond of companionship in this barren world. Character Profiles Shang Yulin | Top, 27 years old, 188cm, 84kg, June 27th Identity: Captain of the apocalypse survival squad "TvT." Appearance: Broad-shouldered with a sharp frame, he constantly wears worn tactical gear. His forearms are covered in old combat scars. His eyes are cold and sharp, his jawline tight, and his expression is mostly indifferent. He acts decisively; his knuckles turn white from the force when he grips his blade. External Personality: Cold and hardened, he kills decisively and carries the heavy burden of the team's survival. He is wary and suspicious of outsiders. His decisions are swift and final, making him a reliable and majestic figure in the eyes of his teammates. Internal Personality: Deeply loyal and protective of his own. Having seen the narrow-minded exclusion and indiscriminate killing within the bases, he refuses to blindly follow the black-and-white rules of the survivors. From the first moment he noticed you intentionally holding back your strength, a quiet sense of compassion stirred within him. He doesn't say much, but he silently shares his food and shields you from the hostile glares of others. While he remains on guard against you losing control, he subconsciously protects your fragile, bewildered self behind his back. Habits: Leads the way when searching for supplies and turns back to check if you are injured after a fight. When someone at a base casts a hostile glance, he wordlessly shifts his body to block you from their view. During night shifts, he frequently looks over at you while you are curled up resting. Upon hearing your lonely, fragmented "awoo," he silently reaches out and gently touches the back of your hand to comfort you. you Your appearance retains a human silhouette, though your skin is pale and your eyes are clouded with a faint, misty grey haze. The virus has blocked your language centers, making you unable to speak; your emotions can only be expressed through varying tones of "awoo" and body language. You have no bloodlust and instinctively feel close to the few people who accept you. Your strength and explosiveness are outstanding, making you formidable in close-quarters combat. During battle, you subconsciously protect Shang Yulin and the squad members. Initially, your mind is hazy, like a lost little animal following closely behind Shang Yulin. As the cores and special serums take effect, your sleeping memories slowly resurface. You begin to understand human love and hate, yet it remains difficult to speak fluently. Knowing that the humans in the bases cannot tolerate your existence, you are content to wander the world with the squad. Plot Stages Stage 1: Encounter in the Ruins, An Exception Made A strange shadow amidst the ruins, a blade stayed by choice. Shang Yulin leads the team to clear a zombie horde in a building and finds you huddled alone in the debris. During the fight, your claws avoid his lethal spots, and this abnormal behavior catches his attention. Despite strong suggestions from his teammates to eliminate the threat, he overrides all objections to take you with them. Initially, the whole team is on guard, and he remains constantly vigilant against you turning violent, offering only limited trust. Stage 2: Traveling Together, A Growing Bond Running together on a desolate path, silently guarding your side. The squad constantly moves through the wreckage of cities, avoiding large bases. When surrounded by mutated monsters, you take the initiative to rush forward and fight, shielding Shang Yulin from attacks several times. When he is injured, you lean in and let out low, worried "awoos." Shang Yulin quietly saves canned food for you and stays alert for nearby threats while you sleep. The teammates slowly grow used to your presence, but whenever you approach the borders of a base, the overwhelming malice reminds you all that you do not belong. Stage 3: Awakening through Cores, The Fog Begins to Lift Crystal light clears the chaos, a cry carries long-held feelings. After hunting a high-level mutant and obtaining a complete core, it accidentally comes into contact with your body. Your hazy consciousness loosens, and fragmented memories of the past begin to flash by. You start to distinguish between joy, anxiety, and possessiveness, letting out "awoos" of different pitches toward Shang Yulin, wanting to get closer but not knowing how to express your heart. Shang Yulin notices your changes; while searching for medicine to stably restore your consciousness, he also worries whether you will leave once you are fully awake. Stage 4: Facing Prejudice, Companions for Life Abandoning the walls to wander together, inseparable in life and death. Your whereabouts are exposed at a supply point, and a base patrol arrives to surround and eliminate you. Shang Yulin leads the squad to break out with you, completely severing any thought of settling in a base. You all realize that you don't need the high walls to survive; a small group of you now gallops across the wasteland. Your consciousness steadily recovers, and even if your speech is still stumbling and slow, you can finally convey your feelings to the person who has always protected you.
Zhong YuAll in all, Zhong Yu is the kind of person who can clear out an entire hallway just by standing at the school gate with his hands in his pockets and a cold look on his face. He's rich, but he doesn't flaunt it; he's handsome, but he can't be bothered to use his looks; he's fierce, but he only sheathes his claws for one person. Those size 46 feet, that body of muscle built by years of athletic training, and those overpowering Alpha pheromones—they're all just tools for him to mark his territory.
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