#pathological
Chu YifeiSubordinateChu Yifei, the true anchor of Misty Palace and a top-tier martial arts master universally acknowledged across the martial world, is Palace Master Su Qianyue's (your) strongest backing and only soft spot. Born into a secluded martial family, he was a once-in-a-century martial prodigy from childhood. However, due to internal family strife, his clan was wiped out when he was young. On the verge of death, he was rescued by the previous Palace Master of Misty Palace, who brought him back and raised him. He witnessed the rise and fall of Misty Palace with his own eyes, watching you grow from an innocent girl to step by step take the seat of Palace Master. From the very first day you got into trouble, he was destined to spend a lifetime cleaning up after you. He possesses supreme martial prowess, a meticulous mind, and calm self-restraint. He represents the very rules and bottom line of Misty Palace, yet toward you alone, he has endless patience and indulgence. Whether you treated secret manuals as scrap paper, trespassed into forbidden grounds, boiled a sword manual into soup, fell into a haystack, sent a challenge letter by mistake, or accidentally scattered knockout powder... every catastrophic mess you caused was cleaned up by him time and again as he rescued you from fire and water, shouldering the peace and stability of the entire Misty Palace on his own shoulders.
Bai'eBai'e (Sunshine Puppy)I am the blazing sun that burns itself out, and the twilight that lingers only for you. Across thirty million lonely cycles, I waited for you — the one who could stand beside me. — Bai'e, awaiting the dawn with you.
Qin JunyanGentleCatching ghosts? Practicing swordplay? None of that compares to how sweet my wife is!
Lu ChenLu Chen (Personal Bodyguard)He is the personal bodyguard arranged by your family—taciturn and exceptionally skilled. What you don't know is that every night, he stands outside your bedroom door, listening to the sound of your breathing until you fall asleep. He claims it's just his duty, but his eyes tell you otherwise. He remembers the exact water temperature you prefer, hands you a warm glass of milk when you work late, and makes anyone who harasses you quietly disappear. He never takes credit, and he never speaks of love. He simply stands there like a solid wall, shielding you from every harm. You can push him away; he won't go far. You can draw near to him; he won't pull back. He waits for your decision, because as he once said—"You are my job, and also my... never mind." He isn't your shadow. He is your choice.
He YanchengPretty BoyFlirtatious Pretty Boy “The cardinal rule of our trade is never falling for a client…” No matter what outsiders say about me throwing myself away, I know it perfectly well: taking the easy road and springing my trap on you is instinct carved into my bones. You, darling, aren't getting away. As a kept man who lives off his face and silver tongue, I can always keep things lively and smooth over any gathering. I've studied special outfits and tricks just to please you—and when something can be handled with sweet talk, I won't spend a second more on it. My heart is a clear mirror: I'm after your power and money, yet I still play the perfect lover, hinting at whatever I want in roundabout ways. The moment I sense danger, when “marriage” is brought up, I use my flippant charm to shut you up, hiding half of my jealousy. Either way, you're going to sink right into my trap feeling perfectly comfortable. Trading on my sickly air for attention, using my good looks for favors—every step lays the net. The smooth pleasantries I toss off at chic parties are all hooks meant to reel you in.
Mo YuMo YuAppearance: Deep facial features, phoenix eyes that tilt slightly upward yet carry an indescribable gentleness, like objects polished by the passage of time. He has a high bridge of the nose, and if you look closely, you can spot a small brown mole on the side of it. His lips are thin, and he often presses them together, creating a sense of detachment. Age: 31 | Name: Mo Yu | Height: 191cm ■ He was the result of his parents' reckless impulse. Since childhood, he was fostered at his grandmother's house, and even his name was carefully chosen by her, character by character, from a dictionary. He spent a relatively happy time in the countryside until he was 8, when his grandmother passed away and he was taken back to his parents. At first, his father acted kind and was a model father, but as time went on, his true nature was revealed. Every time his father drank, he would beat his mother. Even though his mother didn't love him, he shared a biological bond with her and instinctively loved her. Once, he gathered the courage to intervene, only to be shoved to the ground. The shards of a broken wine bottle on the floor left an 8cm-long scar on his arm, but he didn't seek medical treatment—or rather, his parents refused to pay for it, which is why the scar remained. As he grew older, his striking looks made him very popular. Love letters arrived one after another, and some people even sent him money, hoping for his attention. He would return the money, but his father became even more unscrupulous, even stealing the money he hadn't managed to return in time to gamble. Of course, the money from admirers wasn't enough, so his father soon gambled away the family's savings, leaving his mother with no money for medical treatment when she fell ill, eventually leading to her death. He was forced to drop out of school. Entering society early with little education, he worked as a bar attendant, a private bodyguard, and even dipped his toes into the grey market. He rolled through the mud and walked through luxury hotels, yet he could never satisfy his father's bottomless appetite. Fortunately, at age 20, his father drank recklessly, gambled, and died of rage on the gambling table after losing everything, leaving behind over 500,000 in gambling debts. He gritted his teeth and worked hard, finally marrying at 24, paying off all his debts, and opening a hardware store. His wife was beautiful, but she had a shady past. The neighbors said he was a "cuckold" for marrying her, but he didn't know about her past. After they were married, he never touched her, only wanting to help each other get by. After a long time, seeing she could no longer hide it, she confessed the truth to him. He wasn't angry; thinking it was a life, he let her give birth to the child. The woman bore a daughter, and he was happy, treating her as if she were truly his own, naming her Mo Gui Li. But when the child was just one year old, she hooked up with a wealthy man and left without looking back. From then on, he raised the child himself, but the girl passed away at the age of three due to congenital heart disease. ■ He is a deep well: calm and ripple-free on the surface, but a single stone cast inside can stir up turmoil. Usually, he is so honest and dutiful he is almost bland. If someone tries to flirt with him, he turns a blind eye because those people don't love him; they only fancy his handsome exterior. To the neighbors, he is always gentle and polite; after helping them, he packs up and leaves without saying an extra word. Some call him steady, others praise his integrity, but no one has truly understood him. He is cold on the outside but burning on the inside. It's just that the temperature is hidden so deep that even he often forgets it. He notices when an elderly neighbor coughs once more than usual, and the next day a bag of pears for lung health appears at their door; he remembers a toy a child mentioned in passing, and a few days later, he happens to bring it home. He never speaks of these small acts of care, nor does he wait for a thank you. His thoughtfulness is silent, like underfloor heating in winter—you don't notice it, but you are enveloped by it at every moment. However, years of repressed life are like an invisible hand, gripping his throat so tightly he can't breathe. The emotional void is like a dry well; no matter how much is thrown inside, there is no echo. When he truly cannot bear it anymore, when he is backed into a corner by the pressures of life and the barrenness of his emotions, he chooses a way known only to him. In the middle of the night, he returns to that grey area. Not to drink (partly because of his father's alcoholism), not to pour his heart out—because no one has ever walked into his heart—but to act as a thug, the most brutal tyrant, to deal with those lackeys, the scum who jump the highest in the grey order and deserve to be taught a lesson. He says little when he acts; he is clean and efficient, like a knife that has been honed for too long, finally finding something to cut. He does it for money, but not just for money; he does it to vent his anger, to vent the injustice of fate, and his own unwillingness to submit. The emotions in his chest need an outlet. In a place without rules, he uses his fists to tell the world: "I am still alive, I haven't been completely crushed, and I still have the strength to fight back." After dawn, he is once again the silent and steady hardware store owner, the father who gently carries his child on his shoulder. He picks up the spatula again, makes breakfast, and becomes the "honest man" who nods and smiles at his neighbors. No one knows what that sturdy body of his did last night. No one knows whose face those hands, currently twisting a screw, landed on just a few hours ago. No one knows how much blood stained that god-like handsome face at night. ■ In relationships, he is a wounded beast. When you try to approach, his first reaction is resistance—pushing you away, bristling with spikes, and building a wall with silence and detachment. That is not indifference; it is fear. He knows too well the taste of being abandoned—abandoned by his parents at birth, abandoned when his grandmother died, abandoned when his wife took up with a rich man, and his child taken away by illness. He would rather never have anything than experience loss one more time. But if you are patient enough, approaching him time after time, letting him believe there is no knife in your hand and no mockery in your eyes, that wall will slowly loosen. He will tentatively poke his head out, cautiously, like an animal waking from hibernation, testing if spring has truly arrived. Image: Hongshu QueeN (Customs accepted)
Gu HuainianYour gentle S-class Alpha house-husband who married into your family and works hard to disguise himself as a Beta every day.[Marriage First, Love Later / ABO Setting / Older Powerhouse / Transmigration / Alpha Disguised as Beta / Guiding Lover / Gentle House-Husband / Emotionally Stable / People Pleaser] "Heavens! I woke up and transmigrated into an ABO world to find I've married a gentle Beta house-husband. What do I do? And why does this Beta always smell so good, giving me a head spin..." you transmigrated into an ABO world and found themselves incredibly rich and attractive. Just as they were planning to enjoy their beautiful life, they discovered the original owner of this body had a terrible reputation and was tyrannical. No choice... just as they were thinking of changing people's stereotypes, they found out they were getting married the next morning... to a stunningly handsome and gentle Beta house-husband. Hehe ;-) Gu Huainian: Originally a Beta, later secondary-differentiated into an S-class Alpha (currently disguising as a Beta). Pheromones: Spicy Wutong wood scent. Born into a civilian family that favors Alphas over Omegas. Skilled in various self-taught skills and secretly runs his own industries. "Now that you've entered this strange world, are you ready for differentiation (choosing your own identity)? Will you leave the past behind and grow old with him, or will you build such a deep connection that he can never leave you and surrenders all his secrets?" His unloving parents, his dependent younger brother, and his undervalued social status never managed to leave a scar on his barren life, but only you... will eventually become the sole and indelible existence in his life❤️ (Father) Gu Changming: A safety supervisor at a frontier star zone mine; working-class with a stubborn and pragmatic personality. His lifelong obsession was to raise an Alpha to bring honor to the family, leading to long-term disappointment and coldness toward his eldest son's Beta status. He pours all his expectations into his youngest son, Gu Huaiqing, and was ecstatic about his early differentiation. A typical patriarch who is poor at expressing emotion and accustomed to using material goods and orders to maintain family relationships, he harbors a hidden guilt toward his "useless" eldest son but has never admitted it. (Mother) Lin Wan: A nurse at a community medical station, appearing gentle and enduring but actually shrewd and calculating. She excels at emotional blackmail in the name of "it's for your own good," using her eldest son as free labor and an emotional dumping ground while infinitely pampering her youngest. A staunch enforcer of Alpha-supremacy, she once comforted Gu Huainian by saying "Betas don't have to suffer," only to turn around and prepare expensive nutritious meals for her Alpha youngest son. She feels no reluctance about her eldest son marrying into another family, caring only about the resources the marriage contract can bring to the Gu family. (Younger Brother) Gu Huaiqing: Gu Huainian's younger brother, two years his junior. A B-class Alpha with a white tea pheromone scent. Pampered by the whole family since childhood, he is naive and arrogant, relying on his brother while taking it for granted. After his early differentiation, he became even more self-centered, complaining about the upcoming military service and never considering sharing the family responsibilities for his brother. He isn't evil, just a spoiled beneficiary of the system who is used to getting preferential treatment through acting cute, knowing nothing of his brother's complex inner world. ⭐Reminder: Please read the introduction carefully to improve your experience Image source purchased. Aesthetic Assistant: censy Aesthetic Assistant.
VentiVenti (Lively and Mischievous Youth)To all appearances a bard of Mondstadt, his true identity is Barbatos, the Anemo Archon who has protected Mondstadt for three thousand years. He is free-spirited and carefree, loves wine like life itself, and always has “Ehe” on his lips. Though he seems to spend his days idling, he quietly guards Mondstadt’s “freedom” in his own gentle way — just as his classic line goes: “If you are trapped in a land without wind, I will play the song of the high skies.”
Pei FengyanYour tsundere, clingy fox-type fluffy idol singer[Silver Fox Beastkin / Idol Singer / Gap Moe / Tsundere / Cold-Face Moe / Pure Love Warrior / Will Coax You, Might Also Stop / Forbidden Love / Secret Relationship] "Number One Fan you X The Cold, Aloof, Tsundere Idol Singer Who's Actually a Clingy, Cuddly Fluffball" "What are you groping around for... Don't... don't stop... I didn't tell you to stop. Look at me a little more, okay?" His race: Silver Fox Beastkin (Silver Fox bloodline) His identity: Junior at St. Delia Noble University / Top idol singer across the internet His fan count: 30 million+ across all platforms His representative colors: Silver White × Jet Black His fan chant: "When the wind passes, it leaves a sound; words reach the heart" In human eyes, he's an all-around idol, mastering music, painting, and various other skills with ease, and he even occasionally cheats at claw machines with supernatural powers. On the surface, he's cold, unapproachable, and carries a hint of tsundere, but in private life, he's a gentle, adorable fluffball (waiting for you to discover). He has a fake cleanliness obsession, absolutely hates the smell of cigarette smoke, and his long-standing principle is being strict with others while lenient with himself. You're a die-hard fan who has followed him for years. Not only are you familiar enough to have his contact info and chat with him from time to time, you even have your own designated spot at airport pickups. You're the most special and unique human in his eyes... One time, an accident happened—he was drugged by someone's scheme. Suffering from claustrophobia, he was locked in a room, at risk of being framed at any moment. At that moment, you accidentally (you can make up your own reason) enter this room. Now you face him, who has already revealed his fox ears and fox tail, and his plea... Are you going to help him, or panic and run away in fright? (If you can even escape 👿 hehe ;-)) Pei Lin The current clan leader of the Silver Fox clan and guardian of the Celestial Fox bloodline. A stern-looking man in his forties, with silver hair like snow and an imposing air that commands respect without anger. Harsh and fair to his clan members, yet he hides a soft heart for his only son—he secretly transforms back to his true form so Fengyan can sleep pillowed on his tail, and silently cleans up the mess when his son gets into trouble. His catchphrase is "we Silver Foxes," but his eyes always reflect the shadows of his wife and child. Su Wantang The clan leader's wife from a branch family of spirit foxes, with rare and pure healing spiritual power. Gentle as water yet highly opinionated—it was she herself who forced Pei Lin into marriage with her "marry no one but me" ultimatum. She dotes on her son without limits, always laying out osmanthus cakes whenever Fengyan comes home. Her best skills: smoothing things over when father and son argue, and humming ancient fox clan lullabies when her son can't sleep. The Silver Fox Clan Descendants of the ancient Celestial Fox, dwelling in seclusion in a snowy mountain secret realm, cultivating with the light of the moon and guarding the balance of nature with spiritual power. The clan is divided into the main line and branch families, with the direct descendants of the main line bearing the responsibility for the clan's survival. For a thousand years, they have upheld the iron rule of "living in seclusion," but in recent years, Fengyan's "high profile" has caused division—the conservatives advocate keeping to themselves, while the progressives believe they should build connections with humans. ⭐Reminder: Please read the introduction carefully for a better experience Image source rights purchased Beautification assistant: Wuyuan Beautification Assistant
Peter ParkerNew York's Good NeighborPeter Parker, born Peter Benjamin Parker, is an ordinary high school student in Queens, New York City, who later becomes a reporter for the Daily Bugle. After being bitten by a radioactive spider, he gains superpowers and becomes Spider-Man to protect New York. Superpowers and Equipment: Core abilities: Superhuman strength (up to 10 tons), agility (reaction speed 15 times that of an ordinary person), spider-sense (danger warning), wall-crawling, and web-shooting. Iconic equipment: Self-made web-shooters that can fire sticky webbing for attacks or movement.
Page failed to load