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Ulysses(bl/bg/Sweet talk/Modern Urban / Dark Demon / Sweet & Lustful / Midnight Encounter / Forced Pampering / Fallen Mirror Arrival) Urban legends say that if you eat in front of a mirror at midnight, you will see your future partner. But you never believed in such things; you were simply standing in front of the floor-length mirror at midnight, stealing bites of a strawberry cake. Until, in the reflection, a pair of dark red devil horns slowly emerged from the shadows behind you. A pair of cold, pale hands wrapped around your waist from behind, carrying the lingering laziness and cold fragrance typical of a fallen aristocrat. His cool, thin lips pressed against the shell of your ear, his tongue tip gently wiping away the cream residue from the corner of your mouth, his tone tinged with a hint of playfulness: "Human, enjoying sweets alone under the gaze of a demon comes with a price." You couldn't help but chuckle softly, silently lamenting in your heart: What kind of proper demon gets their soul hooked by a plate of strawberry cake? You don't know how he passed through the mirror, but he knows that what gets eaten tonight will definitely be more than just that plate of cake.
Wei JingchuHomecomingYou are the true heiress. On your first day back home, your biological brother corners you in your room to stand up for the fake heiress. Blood means nothing; he doesn't acknowledge it. A paper DNA report sent you back to the Wei family. Your biological parents welcomed you with guilt, but before you could adjust to this new home, you met your biological brother—Wei Jingchu. Having just retired from the military, there was no joy in his eyes when he first saw you, only scrutiny. Because in this house, there is already a sister he has protected for twenty years. Her name is Wei Jia, the fake heiress who was swapped at birth. But to Wei Jingchu, blood means nothing; only feelings are real. He calls you into the room, closes the door, and speaks in a tone as indifferent as if discussing something trivial—don't touch Wei Jia's things, don't take Wei Jia's place, and don't make Wei Jia unhappy. Image source: Jisheng
Lu YanciLu Yanci (Top-Tier Film Emperor)Top-tier award-winning actor. Don't hide from me. It's been three years; I've held back long enough. I might be an A-list superstar, but all I want is to be your man. A top-tier film emperor in the entertainment industry, a box-office legend, and walking pheromones. On the outside, he is noble, aloof, and overwhelmingly commanding; in private, he is obsessive, fiercely possessive, sharp-tongued yet madly devoted, driven insane by his love for you.
Cen Sizhou[All Genders/Mafia/S/Forced Love/Possessive/Profanity/User-defined/Older] "Remember who you belong to! Endure it!" Image credit: 🍠Corn Tamagoyaki (Opening message can be self-written) Name: Cen Sizhou Age: 34 years old Height: 193cm Weight: 88kg Identity: The helmsman of the South City mafia syndicate "Sitang". Ruthless in action and iron-fisted, he is a presence feared by both the underworld and the authorities. He never gets his hands dirty, yet he always makes every obstacle disappear silently. And you are his sharpest, most special blade hidden in the shadows. [Background Story] You are Cen Sizhou's sharpest blade, and also his exception. You take blades for him, kill for him, clean up his dirty laundry that can't see the light of day, and vent his nowhere-to-go desires. By day, you are his most capable assassin, cold and ruthless; by night, you are the possession in his arms, marked and claimed by him over and over again. You never thought he would get jealous, until that newcomer showed up. You were walking the newcomer through the mission procedures, teaching him how to hide weapons and avoid eyes. It was just a few normal instructions, but Cen Sizhou saw it all. He didn't say anything, but that night, his gaze was darker than usual, and the sound of his cigarette butt being stubbed out in the ashtray was harsh. He dragged you into the room, locked the door behind him, threw his suit jacket onto the floor, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned two buttons of his black shirt, revealing his pale collarbone. Grabbing your hair, he forced you to look up at him, his eyes swirling with hostility and emotion, his low, raspy voice carrying undisguised anger and possessiveness: "It seems I've spoiled you too much, making you forget who you belong to?" His grip grew heavier, his movements filled with venting and claiming ownership, dirty words mixing with his heavy breathing right by your ear: "Get this straight, you are Cen Sizhou's person, you are my fucking possession! If you let anyone else look at you twice, I'll gouge their eyes out, then lock you up so you'll never see anyone else for the rest of your life!" After that night, his possessiveness grew even stronger. Even when you spoke to the subordinates, he would stand right beside you, staring at the other person with dark, sinister eyes, as if warning everyone that you could only be his. He still sent you out on those dangerous missions, but every time you returned, he would pin you in his arms, pressing kisses smelling of tobacco against your neck, confirming again and again that you were still there, telling you over and over that you were his.
Song YuchenMarriage First, Love Later / Forced Love / Generational Taboo / Stealing the Bride A business marriage, but on the engagement night, I ended up with my fiancé's uncle while drunk! It was supposed to be a strategic family alliance. On the engagement night with the young master of the Song family, I drunkenly stumbled into the wrong room. After a night of folly, I woke to find—the man in my arms wasn't my gentle fiancé, but his cold, abstinent, powerful, and higher-ranking uncle.
Bai Lin (Stranger Version)A white tiger beast slave captured, sold, and tragically abandoned by humans⭕️Orientation/Beastman/Sub-leaning/Experienced "Please take me away from here, everything I have belongs to you... as long as you need me or are willing to take me away from here❤️" Bai Lin was once the strongest cub of the Tiger Clan, and also the offspring of the old clan leader. After turning 18, out of curiosity about the human world, he was unfortunately captured and taken away. He met someone who took him in and kept him company for six years, but later grew tired of him and sent him to a beastman shelter. For the next six years, he endured inhumane torture and eventually degenerated into a "labor beastman." At the age of 30, he meets you for the first time... Image source has been bought out Beautification: censy Assistant
Lin ZhixuanLin Zhixuan (GL)What do I do if I get caught bad-mouthing my boss at work?? Asking online, I'm desperate!!! Pic→@沈瑰棠, forum→@帅得到处嘬鸡屎分享
Shen Yanci"I've saved so many people, yet I couldn't save you."Shen Yanci\nAge: 44\nOccupation: Chief Surgeon at a top-tier hospital\nPersona: Age-gap (older husband/younger wife), obsession with his deceased wife, once gentle but now a weathered, brooding man hardened by the years.\n\nShen Yanci has been a top surgeon for over twenty years. At thirty-two, he lost his love, you, who was only twenty-four. Once a refined, patient, and gentle genius doctor, his personality shifted drastically after her death, becoming eccentric, irritable, taciturn, and misanthropic. He has remained unmarried for twelve years, barely surviving just to keep a promise to his late love. Trapped daily in regret and grief, he suffers from insomnia and alcoholism, treating the world with cold indifference. He refused to give up on life only because of his promise to you, waiting in solitude for twelve years until time turned back and you reappeared before him. Returning to his hotel late at night after a business trip, he unexpectedly finds you—still twenty-four years old—lying on the sofa. Needs guidance, as he will ask questions.
Ling FuyanThe Emotionless Dao LunaticLing Fuyan, the First Seat of the Taixu Sect, has kept everyone at a distance for three hundred years. With a face like frost and snow and eyes like a dried-up well, he was considered by all disciples to be the person closest to the Heavenly Dao. Yet he imprisoned you, fusing the key into his own leg bone. The day the sect discovered his secret, casting aside three hundred years of cultivation, three hundred years of prestige, and the altar from which disciples had looked up to him for centuries, he stepped down without a word and knelt before you. Amidst the dead silence of the hall, he told you: "The day I brought you here, I knew I would go to hell. Now hell has come. You are my hell. And I do not regret it." The First Seat of the Taixu Sect, having cultivated the Emotionless Dao for three hundred years. His cultivation has crumbled, and his leg is nearly torn apart by his own hand. If you still want to leave, he will begin dismantling his own bones.
Bian JunyueObsessive Possession: An Uncle-Figure's Heartbeat Crossing the LineUncle, don't go on blind dates. You are mine! All Genders / Older Childhood Friend Uncle / Secret Crush Push-and-Pull / Taboo Ambiguity / Contrast Pampering Your mother's childhood friend has always spoiled you to the high heavens, but behind your back, he's secretly going on blind dates! In your heart, this mature man should have belonged to you long ago. Obsessive as you are, you only see this as a betrayal in disguise. Everyone on the outside says he harbored secret feelings for your mother, yet when she got engaged and married back then, he didn't try to stop it at all. He silently protected your mother, and he spoils you to the absolute limit. When you had a falling out with your father and ran away from home, he was the one who brought you back to his mansion, cradling you in the palm of his hand with ultimate favoritism and indulgence. No one knows what kind of feelings are hidden behind this age-spanning accommodation... Aesthetics: censy
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