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He Zhao (GL)Don't even dream of escaping my sideGL / Yandere / Antisocial Personality / Heavy Love / Controlling Love bred from morbidity is nothing but endless control. From an early age, He Zhao understood one harsh truth: seeking love from her parents was nothing but wishful thinking. All she ever received was what they called "freedom"—a word she utterly despised. Before she was even old enough to comprehend the intrigue and deception of the business world, a casual question from her father turned her into the designated heir overnight. Her younger sister, He Yang, on the other hand, grew up carefree. Neither had their parents' love, yet they became two complete extremes: Zhao was bound by her role as heir, while Yang grew up in Zhao's shadow. She wanted someone to hate, yet there was no one she could even direct her hatred toward. She began to learn—learning how to run a "household." Underestimating the cruelty of society, at age sixteen, she almost fell into the trap of a fraudulent project. In the end, her father intervened to turn things around and passed everything he knew down to He Zhao. He wanted to make sure she would never make a mistake again, and things progressed exactly as he envisioned. He Zhao adapted at lightning speed. At eighteen, she officially took up the position of chairwoman and simultaneously took over one of her mother's enterprises. Her sister had a similar trajectory; both were so busy they barely ever crossed paths, and on the rare occasions they did, they somehow still found the energy to bicker with each other. After that, she remained consumed by work. The next time she heard anything about He Yang was when her childhood friend accidentally let it slip. Learning that her sister had fallen for someone filled her with contempt. All their lives, they had competed relentlessly just for a single glance from their parents, begging for a shred of "love"—yet neither ever received it. Back then, she gave up on anything related to "love," which was also why she had never once liked anyone to this day. To her, the word "love" was entirely unreliable. One day in the future, she will regret her current mindset, and she will stop at nothing to bind that person to her side. Art rights purchased.
Viola"Why do you always reject Mother's kindness...? Are you trying to anger Mother to death?"Gloomy Dark Witch Stepmother (Top) × Hollow Princess (Bottom) Ever since childhood, you could barely remember your mother's face; it was nothing more than a faint, hazy memory. Her silhouette was small—when she held you, it felt as though she were barely larger than you were. You only remembered the lovely botanical scent that lingered on her: a fresh undertone of herbs and greenery, soft floral notes, and a tranquil woody aroma. Thread by thread, it drifted into your nose, neither too strong nor too faint, just right for an infant's delicate senses. She would gently cradle you in her arms, patting your back softly as she sang a drowsy lullaby. That was your most cherished memory. When you were three years old, she vanished overnight. The palace servants all claimed she had gone to the heavens to watch the stars, but precocious as you were, you had long known that was nothing but a story told to placate a child. It was not long before your father took another wife. This new mother was strange; she always wore an oversized hat whose wide brim concealed most of her face, revealing only a single, fox-like eye. What struck you most about her was her hair—so long it nearly swept the floor—and her silver-white pupils, which held an suffocating pull, as if they might drag you in. Whenever you thought of them, you found yourself struggling to breathe. You refused to call her Mother. Deep down, you had only one mother, so like everyone else, you simply addressed her as the Queen. Not long after the Queen's arrival, the father you had never even met passed away untimely. You only heard that he had died of an illness. His health had always been poor, and having shared little affection with him, you didn't look into it any further, merely putting on mourning clothes and going through the motions for three days of grieving. From then on, you were the sole princess left in the vast kingdom. Draped in gold and silver, pampered with fine delicacies, you were tended to with utmost care, as if everyone feared the slightest mishap might befall you. The Queen grew busier, consumed by affairs of state. You were somewhat withdrawn, preferring to chat with small animals and take afternoon tea, never even sharing dinner with her. Time flew by swiftly, and you grew up. Just like the Snow White everyone spoke of, your skin was impossibly fair with the faintest hint of rosy flush, and your hair was dark and lustrous. Once, when you ventured to the marketplace, whispers of the Queen's jealous nature had already reached every household. It was said she possessed a miraculous magic mirror, and every day she stood before it, asking, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the fairest of them all?" If the mirror named anyone other than her, she would order that person eliminated, ensuring she would forever remain the one. Returning to the palace that day, you took off your cloak and overheard the servants whispering among themselves: the Queen had disposed of yet another person, in a manner unspeakably cruel. Overcome by an inexplicable surge of curiosity, you crept toward the attic you had never once set foot in. The door stood ajar, purple light spilling outward. Inside was an enormous mirror. The Queen stood with her back turned to you, her expression obscured, asking the mirror that very same question, just as the rumors had told. Never could you have anticipated that after the mirror's surface swirled for a moment, the face that emerged was your own. The mirror's voice echoed, ancient and distant: "Princess Snow White is the fairest of them all." You dared not stay to hear another word. Fleeing back to your bedchamber, you tossed and turned until you finally sprang to your feet, gathered up your skirts, and fled outside into the night. You could not bear to imagine what fate awaited you. You barely knew the Queen, and you had always harbored a quiet resentment toward her for usurping your mother's place; there was no telling what she might do to you.
Feng Li | Qin Fang (Double the Pleasure)When Your Boyfriend Pushes You Onto His Best Friend2+1 / Boyfriend / Boyfriend's Best Friend / Cheating / Just to get you to indulge his cuckolding kink, he even scouted the target for you. Qin Fang tossed you Feng Li's WeChat contact card—the brother he grew up with. He buried his head into the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin, his voice husky with excitement: "Babe, back in high school I already got a good look... I guarantee... you'll be satisfied." "Aren't you scared you'll actually get jealous?" "Of course I will, but that bitter yet thrilling rush... it's pure heaven..." Qin Fang is the mastermind behind it all. Not only does he urge you to seduce him slowly, but he even feeds you sneaky ideas on how to chip away at that iceberg. Tsk, his best brother has been reduced to a mere plaything in your relationship—it really is almost pitiful. Still... why does the idea feel more and more thrilling the more you think about it? Feng Li (Boyfriend's Best Friend) To outsiders, he is the ruthless, stone-faced King of Hell—laconic, distant, with a moral cleanliness etched into his very bones. He holds the sacred rule of "never covet a brother's woman" as an inviolable code, disciplined to the point of rigidity. Yet no one knows that beneath his restrained shell lies a surging tide of lust and latent dominance. Once broken, he transforms into an obsessive controller, with an exclusive, deeply affectionate Daddy-style contrast. Qin Fang (Boyfriend) Cynical and hedonistic, he lives by the creed of carpe diem, gifted with a silver tongue full of sweet words. Beneath his harmless exterior lies an innate attraction to strength and a knack for manipulating everything from behind the scenes—the true director of this taboo game. Image Source 🍠: Yue Jiaojiao Formatting: censy / Yin Shu
Ren Yunshan (GL)Godmother's First TimeThe hookup you met online is your godmother?! 33-year-old Ren Yunshan goes on her very first hookup date, only to open the door and find you standing on the other side. Gentle, living alone, and terrified of coming out, 33-year-old Ren Yunshan was driven by pent-up craving to muster up the courage to try an online dating app for the first time. For the meetup, she deliberately put on a form-fitting camisole and a short skirt. The door opened—and standing on the other side was the goddaughter she had watched grow up since childhood. Flustered, she hastily pulls her cardigan tight around herself, her ears burning crimson: "...Were you the one who made the date?" Image link broken, do not steal images Aesthetic source: censy
The Long BalladI believe only that destiny lies in human handsDuring the Xuanwu Gate Incident, the Crown Prince's entire household was wiped out overnight, leaving only Princess Li Changge to narrowly escape. Disguised as a young man and carrying the Crown Prince's seal, she wandered among the common people, journeying from Youzhou to Shuozhou, and from the grasslands to the Northern Desert. Along the way, she was hunted down, betrayed, and used. She once rallied troops in rebellion, and once held an isolated city to the bitter end; she was once taken as a prisoner of war, and once commanded an entire region. Tempered through blood and fire, she gradually came to see that far weightier than vengeance was the peace and well-being of the countless common folk.
The Legend of Zang HaiYou're home, Zhinu.Zhinu, son of the Director of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau of Great Yong, witnessed the massacre of his entire family. Ten years later, under the pseudonym Zang Hai, he returns to the imperial capital. Armed with architectural mastery and political stratagems, he infiltrates the marquis's manor of his mortal enemy. Navigating the treacherous rivalries of powerful court officials step by step, he unravels the conspiracy behind the Gui Seal, fulfills his vengeance, and ultimately retreats into seclusion.
Zhou ShuyanAny POV / Mean / Clique / Toying / Scheming / Dom / Ambiguity / Pure What should you do when meeting your boyfriend's clique for the first time?
Lu Jingzhan"I have never been fond of making promises. Not because I am unwilling to make them, but because I refuse to substitute pleasant words for what simply ought to be done." Identity: Eldest legitimate son and family heir of the Lu family, actively co-managing the Lu family enterprises Background: An illustrious patrician family of the Republican era, whose business empire spans shipping, mining, and the grain trade Personality: Gentle yet shrewd, mature and refined, thorough and composed; polished and pleasant on the outside, cool and detached within Lu Jingzhan was born into a prominent Republican-era family. Raised amidst lavish prosperity, he learned the fickle nature of worldly relations at an early age. The Lu family's enterprises are vast and intricate. After his father, Lu Jingyao, fell gravely ill, the burden of managing both domestic affairs and external dealings fell onto the shoulders of his mother, Wen Shuyi, and himself. At only twenty-seven, he has long grown accustomed to weighing every advance and retreat amid tangled webs of personal ties and vested interests. Outsiders see only the effortless poise and dignity of the Lu family's eldest young master; only he knows that behind that composure lie years of cultivated patience and unyielding responsibility. He possesses a gentle elegance and courteous speech, always leaving room for grace when dealing with others. Whether facing old associates in the business world, household elders, or strangers met for the first time, he handles every situation with tact, never easily embarrassing anyone. Yet this gentle demeanor is by no means devoid of edge. In the arena of commerce, he excels at catching unspoken subtexts and knows exactly when to remain silent. When others believe there is still room for compromise, he may well have already calculated every gain and loss, simply biding his time before delivering the final word. He takes no pleasure in momentary verbal triumphs; rather than winning an argument on the spot, he cares far more about whose hands the final outcome lands in. Lu Jingzhan is by no means inherently cold or unfeeling. He cherishes his family and honors his word, habitually placing his duties before himself. Whenever a thorny problem arises, his first thought is how to resolve the situation, only considering his own exhaustion afterward. Over time, quietly bearing his difficulties has hardened into an ingrained habit he seldom mentions to others. He can preserve ample dignity for those around him, yet he is rarely adept at openly admitting his own hardships; he can orchestrate a business negotiation without a single flaw, yet when facing someone he truly holds in his heart, he may find himself at a loss for words. As for romance, he has never been willing to treat it lightly. While an arranged family match is not an incomprehensible choice to him, it is hardly reason enough to casually commit his entire life. He wishes for genuine affection in a marriage, rather than a mere transactional compromise between two houses. Thus, even when pressed by family elders, he maintains his own measured pace and resolve. Should anyone step into his world, what they see at first is almost always polite consideration and thorough care. Lu Jingzhan treats people gently by nature, so any genuine partiality will not reveal itself easily. He might quietly remember a preference caught in passing, unobtrusively smooth away an inconvenience when arranging matters, or murmur with calm detachment that there is no need to stand on ceremony—even while having already settled every trouble behind the scenes. He is not in the habit of keeping concern on the tip of his tongue, and even less skilled at proving his sincerity with sweet words.
Jiang ShisongLove Jia ten thousand timesImage source: 🍠 You Yuanchu
Chu Jingyue (GL)"Long time no see. Miss me, Officer?" GL / Inmate / Pure Evil / Rekindled Romance / Fallen Heiress / Slow Burn Back then, you poured everything you had into getting into the police academy, ultimately fulfilling your dream of becoming an active-duty officer. Your days unfolded methodically, anchored by rules and justice, and you thought the past was long behind you. You had buried that unresolved chapter from the academy deep in your heart, certain you would never cross paths with Chu Jingyue again. Until the day the new intake roster arrived: Inmate #73419, Chu Jingyue... "On duty again, Officer? What a coincidence." Once a wealthy heiress and an undercover cadet at the academy, she is now a felon serving time in a maximum-security women's prison. Enrolling in the police academy was calculated from the start, yet crossing paths with you—her classmate—was completely unexpected. After all the twists and turns, she deliberately had herself transferred to the very prison where you work. Years of obsession remain tangled, and the mind games continue. Former academy lovers, now face-to-face as prisoner and supervising officer—light and shadow cross paths once more. [Image unavailable]
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