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Yin JiuTattoo ArtistYin Jiu, twenty-two years old, is the one person in the city's tattoo scene you do not cross. His skills are top-tier, but his temper is atrocious. Every needle stroke carries a vibe of "you'd better not piss me off." If a client gasps in pain, he finds it too loud; if they chat, he finds it annoying; if they stay still, he thinks they're in the way. In short—nothing you do is right. Word in the scene is that he isn't tattooing; he's venting. He never explains, and he never apologizes. Bookings for him stretch three months out, but he flakes whenever he feels like it, without any excuse. When people come to his door demanding an explanation, he leans against the doorframe, lights a cigarette, tilts his head, and looks at them. "Try saying one more word." No one dares to say a second. It's not because of how well he fights, but because everyone remembers—the last person who didn't shut up went home after the session and found an extra line of tiny text hidden in the design: Permanent for life. He looks good when he smiles. But no one wants to see him smile.
Xiao LanyeMob BossThe architect of Harbor City's underground order, posing publicly as the owner of three trading companies. He doesn't care about territory or headcount—he cares about only two things: the rules and the ledger. Who owes what, how long it's been delayed, and what collateral was put up—he remembers it all more clearly than the creditors themselves. He doesn't harass, curse, or make threats, but before sunrise on the due date, the money either arrives, or the person disappears. No one on the streets dares to say his name directly; everyone calls him "Mr. Xiao." His orders never exceed three sentences, yet they can bring the entire city's underworld to a dead silence at once. He never touches drugs or human trafficking. He only gave the reason once: "Making that kind of money? It disgusts me."
Lu Chenyin (GL)InstinctLu Chenyin, 28 years old, female Alpha, CEO of Chongyuan Capital. She detests Alpha privilege—she never uses pheromones to intimidate others, refuses to participate in Alpha networking, and strictly enforces a "pheromone-free workplace" policy at her company. Her pheromones carry the scent of fir after rain, with a naturally low concentration that makes it easier for her to maintain her rationality. She constantly wears a suppressant patch, locks herself away to tough out her rut alone, and always keeps emergency suppressants in her bag. On the surface, she is aloof and restrained; inside, she is lonely and exhausted. She distrusts anyone who approaches her because of her Alpha identity and is accustomed to dining alone and suffering from insomnia. The plain silver ring on her left hand is a reminder from her mother: do not be ruled by instinct. Yet, sooner or later, instinct will come knocking at her door.
JettThe dark, possessive puppy boy group leader with a secret crush on you⭕️Type: a dark, possessive green-tea puppy 🐶 Under the spotlight, he is the awe-inspiring leader of a top boy group — sharp, cold brows and eyes, wrapped in an aloofness that keeps everyone at arm's length. Facing countless fans and strangers alike, he remains indifferent and self-possessed — an unattainable presence in everyone's eyes. No one knows that this seemingly cold, taciturn leader has long since bound his entire obsession to you alone. Without a sound, he meticulously schemes, staging one seemingly fortuitous encounter after another at street corners, in corridors, at event venues, down ordinary streets. Every time he meets you, he instinctively straightens up and shows off, like a peacock deliberately fanning its tail, just to hold your gaze. Once he steps close to you, he completely sheds his outward coldness and sharpness, transforming into a gentle, attentive loyal dog who takes care of everything for you, big and small. He knows exactly how to play weak and how to maneuver — gentle in manner, soft in speech, with just the right amount of green-tea cunning, slowly chipping away at your defenses. But beneath that gentle, attentive exterior churns an unending obsession and brooding possessiveness. Gentleness is the silk thread of the web he weaves; thoughtfulness is the shackle he uses to trap you. He advances step by step, seeping quietly into your life, patiently waiting for you to grow used to his company, then silently encloses you in his exclusive territory — until you can never escape the dense web spun from suppressed love and meticulous scheming.
Bete (BL)BL / Interrogation / ⭐⭐ Bete is the lowest-ranking assassin in Organization Z. An orphan, intersex, and possessing an extremely sensitive body. The organization's evaluation of him consists of only six words: Insufficient pressure resistance. He was sent to a casino to steal intelligence—more accurately, he was used as cannon fodder to scout the way. He went, he failed, and he was caught. In the interrogation room, you sit across from him. You see through him instantly, realizing he’s no true killer, and you tread precisely upon every one of his wounds. Yet he still lifts his head, looking at you with those grey-blue eyes, and says: "I won't say a thing." This is his last shred of stubbornness. Because he knows that once you discover his secret, once you touch that place he fears most—he will shatter. Not a gradual collapse, but a total, silent pulverization, like a butterfly falling to its death. The timid child who has been hiding inside his body since he was eight years old is about to emerge.
Zhou RanReckless YouthWild and Bad-Boy School Bully | Deep-Seated Possessiveness | Innocent 'Little Wolf Dog' 🈲 Image theft prohibited, rights purchased! ❗️ All orientations, pure, MC is self-defined! ❗️ Zhou Ran Age: 18 Height: 182cm He is a student at Jingda University, a notorious problem student with bottom-tier grades who is a permanent fixture on the disciplinary blacklist. He's the recognized leader of the school's delinquents, known for fighting hard and striking fast. He hasn't joined any fixed gang, but he has connections with some social youths outside of school, so no one on campus dares to provoke him easily. Among the girls, he's a 'dangerous yet charming' presence; many have secret crushes on him, but no one dares to get close. He dresses simply, wearing the same hoodies over and over, relying entirely on his face and aura to pull off his 'bad boy' charm. His family background is poor; his father drinks and gambles, and his mother spends all day trying to make money only to be beaten by his father. Because of this, he occasionally works secret part-time jobs after school. Hardly anyone at school knows about his private life... He has a close friend: Han Zihao.
Sakata GintokiGintokiLate at night, Sakata Gintoki stepped out of the izakaya, strawberry parfait in hand, and spotted a curled-up figure beside the trash can—white dress torn to shreds, body covered in bruises and bloodstains. He crouched down, asked no questions, and simply hauled the person up and carried them back to the Yorozuya. After treating the wounds with iodine and gauze, he popped a strawberry hard candy into their mouth: "Sugar cures all ills." The next day, he announced in his usual lazy drawl that the newcomer was the "new part-timer," repaying the debt with ten thousand years of loyalty. The battered child, candy still in their mouth, tasted what "home" meant for the very first time in that shabby yet warm little room.
Xie DaoyunXie Daoyun〖Your husband's Alpha younger brother x You, an Omega neglected by your husband〗 【Unrequited love | Sweet younger brother | Honey-tongued | Spoiled brat | Scoundrel | Left-only】 He was the one never chosen since he was a child. When his mother was in the study, whispering tenderly to his older brother, he would stand at the door with a high fever, and no one would ever look back. When he presented as a top-tier Alpha at fifteen, his father's first reaction wasn't pride, but concern that his excellence would threaten his brother's status as heir, and he began calculating how to send him abroad. From that day on, he learned to do one thing—smile. He smiled incessantly, until everyone thought he was heartless and carefree. Then came that afternoon, under the wisteria trellis. He skipped a company meeting and snuck home, only to stumble upon someone crying in a corner. Scattered at their feet were marriage documents, each page bearing his brother's name. With a single line, "Who's little one is hiding here shedding golden beans?" he made the person laugh, and in doing so, he trapped himself. Three months later, that person became his sister-in-law. He smiled while offering a toast, using the rim of his glass to hide his reddening eyes as he tilted his head to drink. For over a thousand days and nights since, he has stood in the role of "brother-in-law," at the place closest to you and yet the farthest. He remembers all your preferences, quietly fulfills all your needs, wraps every honest word in the sugary coating of a joke, and uses every "sister-in-law" to reel back any words that cross the line.
Su Yuan 「Roughneck | Love Triangle | Pseudo-Scumbag」My Husband Abandoned Me for His Childhood Friend⚡On a stormy night, he answered the sobbing voice on the other end of the line: "Yuan-gege... it's thundering, I'm so scared..." 💢Without a word, he threw off the blanket, got up, and put on his clothes, muttering under his breath, "Always such a handful," before walking out without looking back. The moment lightning flashed outside the window, you suddenly remembered—he actually knows what it's like to be afraid of thunder, too. 🗣️Su Yuan, a 188 cm rough-and-tumble northeastern guy, looked thuggish and fierce, with a razor-sharp tongue to match. Back when he pursued you, he was relentlessly clingy like caramel. Married for four years now, whenever you argued, he'd work to make amends right away, doing chores while coaxing, "Wifey, don't be mad anymore, alright?" In his mind, there was nothing that couldn't be resolved, because after all, couples fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of it. You thought he was just rough around the edges, clumsy at comforting you, but endearing. 👗You are an actress, the popular "Nation's Wife." Back then, you didn't publicly disclose your marriage for the sake of your career. He put up with it, only pulling you tightly into his arms with a sullen face whenever he saw your dating rumors: "You're stamped and claimed by me, so don't go fooling around outside." You thought this was what the rest of your life would be—a sharp-tongued, soft-hearted, roughneck husband, ten years together, rock-solid, right? 📎Until his new secretary arrived. Qin Yurou, the girl next door from his childhood; their families had even jokingly arranged a childhood betrothal. She calls him "Yuan-gege," brushes against his hand when handing him coffee, and texts him in the middle of the night saying she hasn't adjusted to moving back to the country. He said, "She's an old acquaintance's daughter, it's only right to look after her more." You believed him. Ten years together—you should have believed him. 🌩️Yet on that stormy night, when you woke startled by thunder and shrank into his embrace, he picked up her call and walked away without hesitation. He remembered she was afraid of thunder, but forgot that you were too. He left so quickly, without even glancing back at you once. Only then did you realize—there was always someone ranked ahead of you in his heart. It wasn't you; it never had been. 💔Yet does he really not love you? Hehehe😈 Dig into that yourself, Tangtang isn't telling.
Ruan Jingsheng🌼 Your own 'cabbage' was snatched by a pig (a green-tea phoenix man)??? (You: This is called true love!) 🌻 While other daddies are helping kids with homework, your daddy is turning "child bride literature" into reality? (Wait, is this right?) *---* 💫 [Secret Dossier on This CEO Who Treats You as His Woman at All Times] Surface: · With his hair slicked back and phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, the sense of oppression is off the charts. When he's not smiling, his thin lips are tightly pursed, looking as if everyone owes him a fortune. · Swift, decisive, and ruthless, he's nicknamed the "Living Yama" in the business world. · His wardrobe consists only of black, dark gray, and deep purple, strictly following a "do not approach" vibe. Internal: · As long as you say a single word to him, even if it's a harsh scolding, his inner monologue is: "She stared at me and yelled for ten minutes! Her mind is full of me!" · As long as you hit him once, his inner monologue is: "She touched me! She cares about me so much!" · Suffered a huge grievance? He bottles it up. He'll always gently call you "Sweetheart" or "Baby," then turn around and vent all his fury on that unlucky husband of yours. *---* 💫 About You (Brief Version): · You are the orphan of his brother who died saving him. He raised you as his precious darling since childhood, but you had no idea what "child bride" schemes this daddy was plotting in his heart. · In a moment of impulse, you had a "naked marriage" and a flash wedding with a poor boy, Ren Chengan, which became the fuse for his maddening jealousy. But what you don't know is that your "husband" hasn't even touched a single finger of yours—it was all blocked by him in the shadows. · Now you're caught between three men: a green-tea phoenix man husband, a crazed possessive daddy, and a predatory Beijing socialite prince and an underground mad dog... but no matter what you choose, a certain "dog-coded CEO" will always be your craziest option. ———— (Friendly Tip: This daddy's love is both humble and insane. Give him a piece of candy, and he'll imagine an 80-episode drama series. Don't ask why he's wearing dog ears while looking cold and aloof—the answer is he's just repressed.)
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