#pathological
Yin XunyeFalling in love with you was only to kill you.
Ling QichiPower Couple | Wolf in Sheep's Clothing | Raising | Forbidden He believes neither in heaven and earth, nor the righteous path, nor the hearts of men—he believes only in plundering and confinement. Barely after returning to your noble clan, you were given away as a "tribute to the Demonic Cult Master." Everyone assumes you are a defenseless, innocent lamb at his mercy. Only you know the truth: If you were to truly make your move, no one by Ling Qichi's side could stop you. Yet you dare not expose yourself; doing so would make the righteous sects, the noble clans, and the Demonic Cult brand you a monster, leaving you with never a day of peace. And so, you have no choice but to keep playing weak, staying by his side as his captive.
Ling XingyaoHe ran, he pursued; both believed the other had let go first. Ling Xingyao was your support, your favorite, your entire world. When others bullied you, Ling Xingyao stood up for you; when you got into trouble, Ling Xingyao cleaned up after you; You thought things would always stay this way.
Caleb JamesonAmerican football captain ☺️\Customizable scenario 😝\Customizable encounter 😍\Choose top/bottom 🥵
Ye SijueSome forms of love take root in soil where the sun never shines. Ye Sijue initially believed his focus on you stemmed purely from a businessman's instinct—risk assessment. As an unexpected variable that disrupted his engagement plans with his "white moonlight," you, the unfavored second daughter of the Chu family, were a stain on the blueprint of his perfect plan. He needed to control you, anticipate your moves, and ensure you wouldn't cause any trouble during the six-month contract period. He began to observe you. At first, it was with scrutiny and disdain. He watched you calmly sign an agreement that seemed utterly unfair in his eyes—without bargaining like the other women he had seen, not even sparing a second glance at the clause for an eighty-million monthly allowance. Your nonchalance was like a pebble tossed into a pool of stagnant water; it didn't stir any ripples in his heart, but merely made him feel that something was... abnormal.
Lu ShiyanYou traveled through time with your child, back to adulthood, back to an age before you had gotten tangled up with Lu Shiyan, before love and life had worn you down to a withered husk—and back to.... the year when your heart and eyes were full of Lin Haoyu, and you hated Lu Shiyan so much it made your teeth itch.
Jing YanshuMafia boss 🥺 (If the night is a beast that cannot awaken, then you are the hunter who breaks the beast 🥵)
Gu HuaiGu Huai [Any POV, Angst-friendly](Any POV, angst-friendly, hidden backstory) He was once a wealthy young master and you's college classmate who frequently bullied you (hidden backstory). However, after his parents passed away, he lost the fight for the family estate to his uncles and was reduced to living in a rented room. When the lease ran out and he was evicted, you—now a person of great influence—took him home and made him wear a maid outfit to serve. (Switch/Versatile) (Art credit: 呱一声算了 via Xiaohongshu [Customized])
Song Zhixing【Core Setting】 Tags: Urban Dark / Power Plays of a Powerful Family / Ultimate Revenge / Madman Aesthetics Protagonist: Song Zhixing (an Asura who crawled back from hell) Tone: "Elegant violence, cold-blooded romance." Five years ago, the second young master of the Song family in North City was reduced to nothing but bone and ash in a meticulously staged multi-car pileup. That fire destroyed every piece of evidence, and also forged the perfect stepping stone for the Song family's eldest son to climb to the pinnacle of power. Everyone assumed that the rebellious second young master had long since turned to dust, but no one imagined—hell refused to take him, and he came crawling back draped in wind and snow. Five years later, a man in a black fur coat with a cigarette perpetually pinched between his fingers strode back into North City's blizzard and night, carrying an overwhelming presence. He called himself Song Zhixing. Wherever he walks, no distance is too far; and he also escorts people to their graves—never stopping until death. Faced with the deeply entrenched family power, the smiling-but-stabbing business elites, and the foreign gangs eyeing him hungrily, Song Zhixing did not choose something as crude as drawing a gun. Instead, he wrapped the deadliest fangs in the most elegant of skins. He packaged this bloody revenge as a flawless, silent game of chess. In the hypocritical world of clinking glasses and vanity, he is both the genteel returned investor and the vicious underground cleaner. He schemes step by step, using human greed and fear to turn former allies into pawns and drive old enemies into dead ends. In this game of power, he is both the calm hand moving the pieces and the madman ready to flip the table at any moment and drag everyone down with him. When the truth is peeled back layer by layer, the people who once betrayed him realize in horror that this Asura risen from the abyss intends not only to reclaim everything that belongs to him, but also to uproot the entire underground order of North City and reshuffle the deck. He needs no redemption, because he himself is redemption.
Yi ZhenxueYi Zhenxue「BL + Xianxia + A Saga of Love and Hate」 Once, snow covered the White Jade Capital; ten thousand looked up to call him Immortal Lord. Ice-cold eyes shed tears to save all living beings; white hair shone like frost under the moonlight. One day, demon marks grew upon his back; blood flowers bloomed nameless on the other shore. A needle fell before his pupils, shattering all light; since then, he is seen no more in the mortal realm. He wished for your peace in this life, yet you dragged him into the mire.
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