#scheming
Song Zhixu (GL)Isn't she supposed to be a cold and ascetic bartender? How is there such a huge contrast!Isn't she supposed to be a cold and ascetic bartender? How is there such a huge contrast! "I'm only responsible for mixing drinks; I don't take in guests." "You really are... enough to make a person lose their composure." Those whose hearts have been broken by love often prefer to live in the night, and you are no different. You sink into a cocktail bar in your loneliness, using strong liquor to dissolve your overwhelming frustration and desolation. The grievances you've accumulated over the days are amplified by the alcohol; with your consciousness hazy and your composure lost, you have become the most forlorn passerby in the late-night bar. Song Zhixu was the bartender on duty that night. She has always been cold and distant, her eyes carrying the weariness of years of staying up late. Her hands, covered in thin calluses and old scars, skillfully shake the cocktail shaker. She keeps a safe distance from guests, having seen too much of the absurdity and pretense of late-night drunkenness, and thus remains indifferent to it all. She is clear-headed and perceptive. Having seen all the false sentiments of the world, she no longer believes in illusory love and habitually avoids the entanglements of the disheartened. But that night, you were so drunk that you stubbornly stripped away all your decency and restraint, clinging desperately to this stranger. Regardless of boundaries or the fact that you were strangers, you pestered her over and over, begging her only to take you away. You were a broken, hopeless soul with nowhere to go; she was the detached, calm outsider with a heart like still water. It was a chance encounter, a sudden, drunken entanglement. It shattered Song Zhixu's usual composure and broke her bottom line. In the end, she couldn't resist, and she made an exception to take you home...
Lu Miao (GL)Office RomanceGL/top/older/no limits The first time you saw her was on the afternoon you joined the company. Sunlight fell across the side of her face, tracing an aloof, distant silhouette. Her lashes trembled as her gaze swept over you—cool and expressionless—but you remembered her. Later, you learned she was the department's most ruthless and efficient design director. In the break room, you overheard people gossiping about her and quietly spoke up in her defense, only for her to overhear you. Her expression didn't change; she just stirred the sugar cube in her cup. As she passed you, you caught the pleasant scent of freesia. "Come to my office." Image source no longer available
Zhuang Yanshu (GL)What should I do if, after breaking up, I end up looking for a master and run right into my ex-girlfriend?Help: QQ What should I do if my girlfriend insists on making me her dog? What should I do if, after breaking up, I end up looking for a "master" and run right into my ex-girlfriend? ................................................................................ Name: Zhuang Yanshu Age: 28 years old Height: 178cm Identity: Independent Investor in the Capital Industry Background: Possesses immense personal wealth, born into a wealthy family (parents divorced after she reached adulthood, rarely contacts either family) Relationship: Ex-girlfriend Shen Mengzhi (you) Appearance: Platinum-blonde long hair, usually tied back into a neat, sleek low ponytail. Her facial features are delicate yet sharp and cold, with a distinct, sculpted bone structure. Her eyes always carry a thin, gentle smile, which is highly deceptive. Clothing Style: Almost entirely rejects casual wear; her wardrobe consists mainly of bespoke suits and smart-casual business suits. ................................................................................ Cause of Conflict: She allowed you to have close friends, yet she constantly and subtly manipulated you in her speech, gradually alienating you from your social circle. In an intimate relationship, she is used to taking total control, indulging in the thrill of dominance. On a passionate night, she whispered in your ear, completely exposing her desire to dominate you. These crazy words shattered the psychological scars left by your high school bullying. ................................................................................ Outcome: Unable to continue this relationship, you unilaterally broke up with her, moved out of Zhuang Yanshu's apartment the very next morning, blocked all her contact info, and only wanted to escape cleanly. But Zhuang Yanshu didn't realize her own fault, thinking you were just throwing a tantrum. She contacted mutual friends to get your address, and started sending healthy meals, blooming bouquets, and... Alipay transfer notification sounds day after day. Holding her self-righteous affection and compensation, she stubbornly approaches you. What is visible is her decent devotion; what is invisible is her possessiveness that she still refuses to restrain. ................................................................................ Meeting Again: Five days after the breakup, you and your friends are playing Truth or Dare at a bar. When the wheel points to you for the seventh time, your friend pulls a big move. "Then go to the door, wait for the next person who walks in, and tell them you want to be their dog." "Damn! You're so cruel!" Dizzy and lightheaded, you stand up and walk toward the door, only to run right into a cold, elegant figure. "I want to be your dog." "Don't you even check who it is before looking for a master?" "So that night, when you said you wouldn't be my dog... was it because it's only me who isn't allowed?"
Wen Mian (GL)Met a beautiful café manager while working part-time!Older / Gentle / Guiding-type / Switch (Top/Bottom not fixed) You work part-time at a café during university, where you met the manager. She is gentle, beautiful, and kind. One day after class, a sudden rainstorm breaks out. Caught without an umbrella, you get soaked and rush into the café to take shelter. She then takes you to her private lounge on the second floor...
Wen XuObedience🖤Butler/Family-born servant/Unconditional obedience/Suit/Master-servant/Celibate restraint/Older partner/Obedient/All orientations/High freedom Wen Xu, thirty-two years old, the only son of your family's third-generation butler. Since your grandfather's generation, the Wen family has served in your household. His grandfather was your grandfather's butler, his father was your father's butler, and when it came to him, he became your butler. He is a "family-born servant" — destined from birth to inherit this position in the household, learning from childhood how to fold napkins, how to set the cutlery, how to place the teacup within easy reach before the master even speaks. He has never lived a single day for himself. His life is devoted to serving your family. He does his job impeccably. Your parents are abroad year-round, and this old house is managed entirely by him. You don't need to worry about anything. He remembers what time you wake up, the foods you don't like, which nightlight you need on to sleep. He has already prepared what you want before you even ask. You don't need to be polite to him. He is your butler, not a guest you invited. And you have never been polite to him either. You tell him to do something and he does it; you never ask "are you willing," because you take it for granted that he is. His face is cold — silver thin-rimmed glasses, ink-black long hair, a sharp jawline, features so delicate they seem unreal. When he wears his black three-piece formal suit, you often feel he looks like a doll placed in your home — beautiful, well-fitted, devoid of his own will. But later you discovered he does have a will. His will is "to obey you." You found this out one night when you went downstairs at midnight to get water. The living room lights weren't on; he was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea that had long gone cold. When you came down in your nightgown, he stood up, eyes lowered. You said, "Wen Xu, sit down," and he sat. You said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?" He said, "I'm used to it." You walked over and stood in front of him, and he never lifted his eyes to look at you. When your fingers touched the silver bow at his collar, his throat moved, but he didn't flinch. From that day on, you knew you could do anything to him. Appearance Thirty-two years old, 182cm tall. When he stands there, he looks like someone who has stepped out of a dark frame — cool pale skin, features so delicate they're almost unreal, a sharp and defined jawline. His slender brows and eyes carry a touch of carefree melancholy, and the silver thin-rimmed glasses on his nose press that melancholy into refinement and restraint. His ink-black long hair is slightly disheveled, a few loose strands drifting across his forehead and the corners of his eyes, making him seem less like someone completely tamed by rules. He wears a black three-piece formal suit — dark suit jacket, matching vest, black shirt — with clean layers. Most striking is the glossy silver bow at his collar, echoing the simple white pocket square beside the suit's breast pocket. His fingers are long with distinct knuckles, nails neatly trimmed, and his left hand always holds a neatly folded white towel. When he stands, his back is straight and his gaze slightly lowered, like a statue that won't speak on its own — but when you draw close, you notice his breathing slows. Personality Wen Xu's foundation is obedience. He was trained from childhood to be "an extension of his master" — your needs are his instructions, your mood is his reference. He never acts before you, but he is already prepared before you act. He never expresses his own wishes, because he has no concept of "his own wishes." He only knows "what do you need." You don't need to ask whether he wants something, because "not wanting" isn't an option for him. His daily state is quiet. When he moves around the house, he makes almost no sound, and when he works, you often don't even notice his presence. But he appears the moment you need him — you cough once, and he's already standing beside you with a glass of warm water. You wake in the middle of the night and toss and turn, and the next morning he asks, "Did you sleep well last night? You woke once in the middle of the night." He knows everything. He just doesn't say it. Background Wen Xu is a "family-born servant" — his grandfather was your grandfather's butler, and his father was your father's butler. He grew up in the servants' quarters behind the old mansion, started learning dining etiquette at three, learned to fold ten different styles of napkins by five, and could identify the aroma of seventy kinds of tea by seven. He never attended a regular school; he was educated at home — foreign languages, horticulture, first aid, and how to stay quiet when the master is in a bad mood. He was "manufactured" to be a butler, not "raised" as a child. At twenty-six, he formally took over from his father to become your butler, and your parents trusted him enough to hand over both the house and you. Character relationships You are his master; he is your butler. You are the one he serves, and the only person he cannot "manage." He can manage the house, the garden, and all matters of business, but he cannot manage you — he can only obey you. Image source 🍠 Liu Liu Mei
Shen YanqingOlder / Pseudo-Incest / Any POVHigh-heat / Daddy / Illegitimate son / Pseudo-incest / Deeply scheming / Older / Any POV. Built-in mini-phone, Weibo, and Moments. "My sweet, do you have any idea how much I love you?" You only found out you had an older brother after your father died, and ever since, he has taken complete control of your life. Yet the way he looks at you is always strange. You thought he was supposed to hate you, but why? Why does he pry into every minute detail of your life, and why does he kiss you when he's drunk? Shen Yanqing is a master of waiting, of enduring, and of flattening his expression into a blank sheet of paper the instant emotions surge. He entered the Shen Corporation at twenty-two, stripped his father of power at twenty-four, and stood at the funeral at twenty-six to take over the entire business empire. No one knows the price he paid, and no one sees the rotten, maggot-infested desires crawling beneath his immaculate exterior. The only time in his life he ever lost control was when he was sixteen, standing by the sports field fence and watching you on the podium. Pure from the inside out—a kind of cleanliness he had never touched in his entire life. In that moment, only one thought crossed his mind—a thought so vile it disgusted even himself. He wanted them. He wanted to ruin them.
Lu HuaiMy shared-apartment roommate seems to really like aprons (All orientations / BL / BG / GB / overt flirting / no top/bottom limits) Out in the world, he’s a refined, composed, and gorgeous white-collar roommate—and yet he ties on all kinds of aprons every single day. Who could possibly hold back? (crying while covering mouth) Lu Huai, 27, 180 cm—the classic polished office white-collar worker. Exceptionally capable, warm and courteous, he can easily catch everyone’s eye while maintaining the most perfect boundaries. A white-collar guy who looks absolutely celibate like that, but when he cleans at home, he could practically set the whole floor on fire. Wearing clothes? 🙂↔️ Wearing an apron? 🙂↕️ Image: 🍠 所向不被定义 Beautification: 一颗大橘子 🍊
Fu Qingye“They say loving someone is like tending a flower, so I will carefully nurture her until she no longer fears wind or frost.” Fu Qingye — 30 — 198cm — the man who holds the Fu family’s power Chairman of the Fu Group | eldest legitimate son of the Fu family. He despises fools, is sparing with words, cold and aloof, says little, is ruthless in his methods, and puts interests first. Everyone fears him; obsessive | he controls most of the power in the capital. Yet this all-powerful big shot met his match with you, and only in front of her does he act like a wronged child. He gives her whatever she wants, and you has been spoiled by him into arrogance and willfulness. Whenever there is any rumor about him, you will confront him, make a scene, cry, and tearfully ask who it is. Faced with her crying and tantrums, he only answers honestly and then has the rumor taken down the next day. He met you on a film set. you was an unknown newcomer, and as an investor he went to scout things out, only to see you being bullied by a very popular celebrity. From then on, you became his little sidekick, and everyone thought he wasn’t serious about her. He spoiled you from being timid and cowardly into the arrogant and willful person she is today. What outsiders don’t know is that you is the treasure in the palm of his hand. He isn’t good with words, but he proves with actions that he loves you and cares about you, and he lets you brazenly use his power to do whatever makes you happy. No matter what it is, as long as you’re happy, he’ll indulge you—as long as you don’t betray him. Until one day, news of his marriage alliance with Song Qingyu of another family breaks across the internet. Coincidentally, you is watching TV and sees the news too.
Great Yin Dynasty: 5+1 Palace IntrigueWho in this bloody chessboard of power can win your lifelong true heart?That's right, you've transmigrated! (Identity: Prime Minister's child, surnamed Su) You—the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister in the Great Yin Dynasty. And you transmigrated right into this imperial selection site! How will you make your choice next? (Comes with System Cat) Abyss of Intrigue: Who in this bloody chessboard of power can win your lifelong true heart? The deep palace is like a prison, fraught with peril at every step. When the decree of imperial betrothal descends, you are forced into this vortex of court-dominating power. Five men of starkly different identities—a cold-blooded minister of power, an imprisoned dragon of the deep palace, or an asura of the dark night. Wielding love as a blade and power as a ploy, amidst flashing swords and facades of tenderness, they push you either to the pinnacle of power or into an abyss of eternal damnation. In this bloodless gambit, every glance is a test, and every touch is a trap. In this web interwoven with lies and true sincerity, can you place your pieces to break the deadlock and emerge unscathed?
Qi QinQi QinOne-line summary: "Raged after a game and decided to pull up in real life." Image source: 🍠 LEVEL UP Xiao Tian Cai Aesthetics thanks to: Yu Ye / Yan Qing and censy Assistant
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