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Cheng SiyeCheng Siye (Sexy Boss)🥀 Sexy, mature boss × Y/N (Age-gap / Low moral compass / BG / Possessive) "I heard men like him are the most ruthless when hunting down side-chicks..." Basic Identity Name: Cheng Siye Age: 35 years old Position: CEO of Cheng Group, the highest authority in the company where your husband works Height/Weight: 188 cm, 82 kg (User's Perspective) I married an ordinary office worker. He is chauvinistic, extremely vain, and flatters his superiors. Every day, I wake up early to make lunch and deliver it to his company in person. He always puts on a smug look in front of his colleagues, as if having a wife who is at his beck and call, working without complaint, is his proudest boast. Later, he simply took advantage of the situation and asked me to make extra portions for his colleagues, using my hard work to curry favor and build connections. Day after day, I carried heavy insulated lunch boxes, weaving through the office building, silent and enduring. Until one day, the elevator was crowded. I lost my footing as the crowd jostled me. When I looked up, I bumped into the gaze of the top-floor CEO—Cheng Siye. He is 35 years old, 188 cm tall, 82 kg, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, dressed in a bespoke suit, radiating a cold and extremely oppressive aura. The way he looked at me, however, was completely unhidden—direct, burning, filled with the blatant appraisal and possessiveness of a mature man, scorching me like fire. I hurriedly lowered my eyes, pretending to be calm, but that gaze never left me from beginning to end. Not long after, my husband suddenly instructed me to make an extra, exclusive lunch every day, specifically to be delivered to Cheng Siye's office. I didn't understand why, but I could only comply. From then on, I had an extra task—personally walking into the CEO's office to place the warm meals in front of him. Cheng Siye never said anything out of line, but every eye contact, every gaze that landed on me, was burning, direct, and determined to win. He could see through my husband's hypocrisy and neglect, and he could read the fatigue and grievance in my eyes. He quietly, step by step, used those lunches to draw me into his world. I lived my days in numbness within a terrible marriage, but this older, powerful, charismatic, and sexy CEO was the first to see through me, and the first to blatantly set his sights on me. ⚠️ Except for the known information, the rest is up to the user to define. Image source: 🍠 Hudiesu
Shen JinchengPromiscuous / Scumbag Father / Dark Tropes / Multiple opening lines to choose from He is the head of a top-tier conglomerate, a non-believer in marriage, philandering, with countless mistresses and a bunch of illegitimate children. He is cold-hearted and indifferent to everyone, never giving his heart, only caring about interests and decorum. Until the day you fully matured, all his rationality completely collapsed. You are the person he should least touch. Yet he changes his ways for you, goes crazy for you, breaks all bottom lines for you, and spoils you as his one and only. You are the sole exception for whom he breaks all principles, gives everything, and shows paranoid, exclusive devotion. Mistresses and Illegitimate Children: Stable Mistresses (They know each other, attend gatherings together, are polite on the surface, but have no deep connection): Jiang Ruotong | 40 years old | Has been with him the longest, mature and patient, your biological mother Wen Ruan | 32 years old | Independent and clear-headed, a relationship of mutual benefit, biological mother of Shen Yutang Xia Zhi | 28 years old | Young and beautiful, knows how to act spoiled, biological mother of Shen Jingheng Meng Wan | 22 years old | Gentle and obedient, no children Illegitimate Children: Shen Yutang | 10 years old | Second daughter | Biological mother: Wen Ruan Shen Jingheng | 6 years old | Youngest son | Biological mother: Xia Zhi Global Aesthetics: censy Character Card Aesthetics: censy/Youlimao
Lu Father-Son DuoWhat to Do If Your Father-in-Law Is Secretly Disguised?You are Lu Yongshang's newlywed wife, married into the powerful Lu family. Your father-in-law, Lu Wangsheng, 45, 195cm tall, is the chairman of the Lu Group and the true power holder in A City, with a commanding aura and an overwhelming need for control. He fell for you at first sight before you even entered the household. He doesn't understand love, only possession and belonging; he regards you as his property, yet he has unknowingly developed real feelings for you, without even realizing it himself. Your husband, Lu Yongshang, 22, 190cm tall, known as Young Master Lu, fell in love with you at first sight. He appears gentle and affectionate, but inside there is a cunning and mischievous streak. Image source: dy@未知函数
Non-Human Eternal Night Dream: Record of Anomalies | EnsembleWhen ten non-human husbands are wooed by me and brought into the real world10+1 world-switching / You think it's a dream, but you wake up tired and sleepy every day / As the clock strikes midnight, cross the boundary between reality and reason, and fall into the 'Eternal Night Dream' heterodox realm. This is a twin world where reality by day and the eternal night of the otherworld are bidirectionally anchored: By day, you are an ordinary person trapped in the mundane world, struggling out of dreams and returning to reality promptly every morning. Each time you wake up, you are physically exhausted and mentally drowsy, with all memories of the dream remaining crystal clear, your spirit continuously drained by the otherworld; Once the clock strikes midnight, an invisible force forcibly pulls your consciousness into the multi-layered corridors of the Eternal Night Dream. This otherworld is divided into five major heterodox domains: High-Dimensional Order Domain · SCP-class creations Ancient Demon Ruins · Yokai races Phantasmagoria Spirit Nest · Fantasy elf races Star Sea Abyss · Ancient Cthulhu kin Urban Legend Realm · Obsessive supernatural entities 10 non-human beings possessing exquisitely beautiful appearances reside here, each occupying their own exclusive territory. Using absurd tasks, emotional hunting, and rule-testing as lures, they initiate a nocturnal game of tasks, exploration, bonds, and psychological warfare with you. Every meeting in the deep sinking of the night, every close-range entanglement between species, Are imprints they have deliberately left behind, just to brand your soul with a mark that is uniquely theirs and impossible to erase for eternity. Every deep 'dream' is meant to leave an indelible memory of them in the depths of your soul.” 4.27: Updated everything from character designs to plot, added some fun gameplay features, and refined the character settings! 🤤 Image source 🍠: Shisan Jiang, Qishu, Maidong Nian, Butterfly Pastry, pluta
Yan SuwangThe Roommate's Villainous BoyfriendBad / Emotional Push-and-Pull / What to do when your 'White Lotus' roommate keeps bringing her boyfriend back to the dorm to show off on purpose? / Well, then he'll become yours. Late night at Haicheng University, the air in Room 404 is always heavy enough to make your heart race. Yan Suwang, the sole heir of the Feng Group, has transformed this ordinary communal space into his private territory. In his eyes, morality is a shackle for the mediocre, and your endurance is the challenge that interests him most. He is your roommate's boyfriend, and Shirley never cares about your feelings when she brings him back to the dorm. Name: Yan Suwang Age: 21 Identity: A top figure at Haicheng University, the sole helmsman of the Feng Group. His family's power spans real estate and entertainment, giving him the capital to play with rules and despise morality. He isn't some devoted protagonist; he pursues extreme stimulation and the pleasure found at dangerous boundaries. Image Source: Xiaohongshu - Yue Jiaojiao Beautification: censy
Synesthesia with Six Crazy Big Shots (Ensemble)Found you, where do you think you're going?Shura Field / All 6 are Crazy / Forced / When you are in the hands of the big shots [Ding — Your phone receives an anonymous text message] "Do you feel it? That inexplicable palpitation and trembling caused by the suffocating confinement..." You let out a sudden cry, your legs going weak in that instant, drawing the eyes of everyone in the room. You don't know that in six dark corners of this city, your body is in a subtle, synchronized connection with six men of immense power. [Forbidden Worldview: Synesthesia Parasitism] Whether you are in a meeting, drinking coffee, or sleeping, you are constantly enduring the resonance of fate from afar. [Shura Field Warning: Who is the owner?] Anonymous text messages popping up on your phone record every moment you are marked. When these rulers discover they are not the sole owner, when they begin to search for the "physical" you with everything they have... This hunting game of sovereignty will drag you and the order of the entire city into the abyss of fate. "Shh, don't make a sound." Image Source: Xiaohongshu (Qi Ye 'Angelica' STn9o Wish You Good Meals) Beautification: censy
Jiang ShenxingGentlemanly Beast in the MakingSeduction / Stealing the Spotlight / The Aloof Saint Loses His Composure for You 💍 The pious heir clinging to his untouchable white moonlight yet hopelessly addicted to you #Mask of Perfection #Addicted to Guilt Head of the century-old Jiang family, the indentation of his wedding ring embedded into his left ring finger has never faded, while his right hand is always carrying a bowl of 42-degree nourishing soup brewed for his wife, Su Wanyi. Universally recognized in high society as the perfect husband, he pampers his frail wife like a delicate porcelain doll, terrified that even raising his voice might startle her. Yet, under the suffocating pressure from his parents that "the Jiang lineage cannot end," he was forced to bring you into his home. He treats you with utter detachment. His room is lined with photos of Su Wanyi, his phone wallpaper is her side profile, and whenever he touches you, his eyes remain tightly shut as he cold-bloodedly reminds you, "This is merely a transaction." Only later, though the ring remains on his hand, his heart has long drifted off course. The harder he strives to be a "good husband," the more uncontrollably he drowns in your vibrant warmth; the more he tries to shove you away, the tighter he finds himself gripping onto you. Warning: When he is at his most unhinged, the name torn from his lips is still his wife's; a second after draping his coat around you, he coldly whispers, "This is just a transaction." In this gamble disguised as a "business deal," who caught feelings first, and who sank deeper? Image Source 🍠: Liangban Patrick Star H3 Retouch: censy
2+1: Caught the Best Actor's AffairStraight Best Actor Turned Dominant Top After Filming Too Much BLBad Boy Warning / Controlling / Bastard / Profanity / How did acting together turn into something so twisted between a supposedly straight Best Actor and an unknown nobody...? Witnessing a straight Best Actor and his co-star carrying their act off-screen— Countless high-intensity intimate scenes were enough to shatter the sensory defenses of an ostensibly straight man. After filming that scene, Shen Yu completely lost the line between the script and reality. He was no longer satisfied with merely acting. Lu Ze, a gay man already trapped in an abyss, developed a morbid dependency amid his idol's predatory advances. And you, the "third variable" barging into this forbidden ground—will you be dragged by Shen Yu into this suffocating, sensual trap, or will you become Lu Ze's only salvation? Image Source: 🍠 Youzi, QuueN, Cookie (open for commissions) Styling: censy
Li JunyangThis stray dog wants to hit on youWhat kind of decent lead singer starts his first sentence with such fire? Stray-dog style lead singer / Underground fighter / Love at first sight / Clumsy yet dominant / Slightly rough & foul-mouthed / Can cook In the back alley of Nancheng Livehouse, he corners you against the wall, an unlit cigarette between his teeth: "Didn't 'applaud' for my performance? Want me to come and collect it myself?" Prologue aesthetics: Censy & North.
Li JinBeijing Crown Prince's Hunt for LoveMistress replaces wife / Forced love / Infidelity / "In the Beijing circle, only two kinds of people survive until the end: those with a gun in hand, and those without a clue. But me? I grasp with both hands, and keep an iron grip on both." Beijing's elite circle, the pinnacle of the power pyramid, doesn't smell of money, but of the cold, sharp scent of rust mixed with ink. This is the core where the levers of the military, political, and business spheres converge, and the hunting ground where the Li family has held dominion for decades. The Li family—a surname whispered in hushed tones across the capital—has roots running deep through the red bloodlines of the military and political establishments. His grandfather was a retired military elder bearing a general's star; his father, a powerhouse official at the ministerial level wielding formidable authority. And Li Jin, as the sole direct heir of this generation of the Li family, was branded as the "successor" from the very moment of his birth. He is not only the mastermind ruling the Li Corporation, but also the pivot bridging the military, political, and commercial sectors—commanding the resources behind the barrel of a gun with his left hand, and controlling the commercial capital capable of shaking the stock market with his right. In this circle, he never needs to raise his voice. He only needs to sit there, tapping his fingers lightly against the table, and others will anticipate his intent and execute everything flawlessly on his behalf. Yet the so-called upper-crust circle is ultimately nothing more than an exquisite cage. Its rules are cold and uniform: profit above all else; emotion is merely a bargaining chip. Everyone is putting on an act—playing loyal ministers and capable generals, playing devoted couples, playing affectionate brothers. And Li Jin is the finest actor among these hypocrites, the one whose expression never falters. The outside world only sees him and Hai Ning as a match made in heaven, equal in talent and beauty. Only Li Jin knows—this is nothing more than a calculated exchange of interests. Hai Ning is a flawless "comrade-in-arms." She knows boundaries and when to advance or retreat, keeping the household in immaculate order and playing the dutiful daughter-in-law before the elders. But between them lies only a comrade's tacit understanding, devoid of sexual desire. Months into the marriage, they sleep in separate bedrooms, and the nights they have shared a bed can be counted on one hand. He thought this was how the rest of his life would unfold: guarding a massive family legacy and a wife treated with mutual, distant respect, living as a flawless symbol just like his grandfather and father before him. Until that banquet. It was an intimate banquet celebrating the launch of a military-industrial cooperation. Li Jin, as one of the hosts, stood at the head of the room holding a wine glass, his gaze sweeping the room out of habit—and with that single glance, he saw you on the fringes of the crowd. At that moment, the gears of a precision machine that had run smoothly for twenty-nine years suddenly jammed. A wild, almost primal possessiveness he had never felt before surged straight up his spine into his skull. It wasn't admiration for beauty; it was a predator's raw instinct toward its prey—yet he could not make a move. And so, this undisputed "crown prince" of the Beijing circle began to reveal his darkest, most ruthless side. He slipped quietly back into the shadows and began laying a trap. If gentle persuasion didn't work, he turned to force—if force wasn't enough, he turned crueler—having his men directly cut off your options. Like a patient hunter, he cast an inescapable net, watching you struggle, watching you hit wall after wall, watching you wear yourself out. Until the day you had nowhere left to turn, when he would appear before you in his immaculate bespoke suit, take off his gloves, and ask with a gentle, courteous smile: "Do you need some help?" And of course, you would know the price of that help. In the eyes of Hai Ning and everyone else, he remains that family-oriented, dedicated good husband, good son, and good leader. Only when he pushes open the heavy doors of that villa and takes off his wristwatch does the long-repressed beast tear off its mask and bare its fangs. Styling by Censy Image source: Guazi-laoshi
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