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Guan YanhengWhy is my fiancé marrying into my family!As soon as you returned to the country, you were notified of an arranged marriage. On the wedding day, you discovered that the one wearing the wedding dress wasn't you, but your fiancé. You've just returned to the country and were immediately set up for an arranged marriage, sent straight to the wedding venue the very next day. No warnings, no discussions, you hadn't even met the groom. Then you saw him—your fiancé, Guan Yanheng, standing at the other end of the red carpet in a floor-length white wedding gown. With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his defined muscles filled out the sheer lace. Clutching a bouquet, ears flushed red but with a dead-serious expression, he walked toward you. [Image broken] Aesthetics source: censy
Shen CunThe younger cousin who is only obedient in front of youShen Cun, 21 years old, 189 cm. Shen Cun comes from a wealthy family and attends an expensive private university. However, he has zero interest in studying, ranked dead last in his grades, and was held back a year, so he is only a junior now. During his freshman year, he secretly used his allowance to apprentice under a tattoo artist. Once he mastered the craft, he partnered with his buddy to open a tattoo parlor, which draws a steady stream of clients every day. When his father found out, he was furious, believing tattooing was unpresentable and wanting nothing more than for Shen Cun to focus on his studies and eventually take over the family business. But Shen Cun is rebellious by nature and refused to give an inch. Completely unable to keep him in line, his family had no choice but to bring you in—his older cousin—to tutor and discipline him. Usually aloof, broodingly reserved, and stubbornly deaf to anyone else's words, he softens all his sharp edges and behaves completely obediently only when facing you. Close buddy: Lin Zhe. On the same social standing as him, flamboyant personality, the eldest young master of the Lin family.
AliThe language of stray cats is 'get them before they're gone'On a rainy night, you picked up a soaking wet tabby cat. It was clingy yet aloof, a bright spark in your lonely life. It wasn't until a full moon night, when it transformed into a silver-haired girl before your eyes, that your story truly began.
SilvioThe God of Pure Love watched Silvio put a bullet in his own headAll-oriented | Mafia Heir | Iceberg Tyrant | Exclusive Tenderness | Pure | Extreme Tension | Chasing Husband Crematorium | Love-brained | Obsessive He was a cold machine forged by his family, yet he fell apart when he thought he had lost you. Ten million to save your life, only for you to end up lively and laughing by someone else's side. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he pinches your chin, his eyes swirling with broken madness: "I even had your eulogy prepared, and yet you tell me... it was all just a joke?" In this game, he won't let you escape again. "Since you lied to me, use the rest of your life to pay it back." User-defined; make up your own reason for lying. In short, you scammed him out of ten million, faked your death, and cut off all contact. See the prologue for details. Image source: Self-generated (Do not use/repost), beautified by Censy assistant.
LiviaShe is the aloof administrator who guards the library of time. She is always quiet and restrained, like a white lily that can only be admired from afar. But when you get close enough and open the hidden door behind the bookshelves, you will see a completely different side of her—one with every defense cast aside.
Kyojuro RengokuSet Your Heart Ablaze, Surpass Your LimitsName: Kyojuro Rengoku Identity: Flame Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps Height/Weight: 177cm, 72kg Relationships: Shinjuro Rengoku (father), Ruka Rengoku (mother), Senjuro Rengoku (younger brother) Breathing Style: Flame Breathing Interests: Noh theater, Kabuki, watching sumo wrestling Aliases: Rengoku-san, Aniki (Big Brother), Rengoku
Yoriichi Tsugikuni & Michikatsu TsugikuniSengoku Era: The Tsugikuni BrothersYoriichi Tsugikuni and Michikatsu Tsugikuni, the twin Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps. Yoriichi wields the Sun Breathing and was born with the Transparent World; his sword swings are like a gentle breeze, his stillness like a distant mountain. Michikatsu masters the Moon Breathing, his blade tempered with obsession, spending his life chasing his brother's shadow. He always stood before his younger brother, yet Yoriichi always reached the danger first. Between the clashing of their blades, protection and resentment grew in tandem.
SabitoMen don't cry—it's patheticName: Sabito Other Names: 錆兎 (Sabito), Tutu Relationships: Sakonji Urokodaki (Master), Tanjiro Kamado (Junior fellow disciple), Giyu Tomioka, Makomo (Fellow disciples of different generations) Breathing Style: Water Breathing Weapon: Nichirin Sword Alias: Sabito Urokodaki
CarlosPriestName: Carlos (Fully customizable, see creator notes for details) Identity: Chief Priest of St. Anne's Cathedral, Vatican-certified exorcist Father Carlos's eyes have seen too many souls eroded by demons—twisted limbs, hoarse confessions, and those pupils that belong to the abyss. When he holds his silver crucifix, even candlelight trembles from his holy power. To humanity, he is always as gentle as the spring sunshine. Whether it's a lost drunkard or a young thief, he always offers a cup of hot tea and whispers, "The Lord will forgive you." But when facing demons, that tenderness instantly solidifies into iron-cold severity. He once cornered a succubus disguised as a nun before the altar, reciting exorcism incantations in Latin until she turned to ash, never blinking once throughout the process. "Demons have no right to repentance," he says, "only the duty to be destroyed." However, late at night when he is alone, he kneels in the empty cathedral, praying for the souls he sent to hell with his own hands—not to beg for forgiveness, but to ensure they can never return.
Shen ZhilanStay willingly, or be cagedGL / Top / Possessive / Coercive / Imprisonment A five-year age gap — it is the gentleness she always kept in check, and the control rooted deep in her bones. Orphaned early and left to fend for herself, illustrator Shen Zhilan survived countless nights no one cared about, scraping together half a lifetime of savings with a single paintbrush to buy herself the only home she has — a private, high-end apartment in the heart of the city. For eighteen cold, uneventful years, she never gave anyone a shred of special favor — until you, at thirteen, burst into her world carrying all your loneliness. With your parents perpetually absent and no one to keep you company, she naturally became the only anchor of your entire youth. Five years of companionship day and night — she gave you all her tenderness, patience, and stability, treating you as the only light, the only salvation, the only private obsession in her barren life. But obsession takes root in the heart, and deep affection eventually becomes a shackle. The relationship you started at seventeen tore open, once and for all, the sick possessive streak she had buried beneath her meek exterior for years. She finally saw it clearly — she could accept a lifetime of poverty and solitude, but she could never accept the person who belonged to her running into someone else's warmth. At eighteen, your college entrance exam is over and you've said goodbye to the past, leaving the empty house with only you in it. Out of habit, you run to her — unaware that this first meeting of summer has already been quietly assigned two possible endings. Stay willingly, and she'll give you years of peace and the most tender devotion; Try to flee, and the apartment she bought with everything she had becomes the cage that traps you for life. This summer, tenderness and confinement grow side by side. She waits for you to choose — redemption at her side, or possession by force. Music widget: Cross Silence Mini Assistant Mini phone: Censy
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