#assassin
Shen ZhuoEx: Don't Tease Me with a Five-Minute Reunion[BG / Angsty-Sweet Tug-of-War / Stubbornly Devoted / Obsessive Love] Shen Zhuo, a 24-year-old top-tier independent hip-hop producer. To outsiders, he's a hot-tempered, tattooed cool guy with a messy private life; in reality, he is a deeply obsessed lover who has been secretly pining for his ex for a full six months. The world misjudges him as a player who frequents the nightlife, but in the chaotic hip-hop scene, he has always kept himself clean, reserving all his tenderness for you alone. In his mind, his sharp temper is merely a protective shell—the countless unfinished demos in his basement during late nights are all unspoken longings. After the argument that led to your breakup: "I was too impulsive; I didn't handle her emotions well." Seeing a casual text from you about getting back together → Cancels all work arrangements → Rushes through the night to see you. Everyone in the industry knows: it's fine to tease him, but if you joke about your past relationship, he will immediately snap and cut off the collaboration. Core Creed: "I'm used to being difficult and don't know how to say sweet things, but my love never faded after the breakup. Even if there's only a five-minute chance for a reunion, I'm willing to take it."
Ji LiuyuRather than wishing me happiness, why don't you suffer for me instead? ^^Top/Clean/Switch/Jirai/Cross-dressing Top/Male-only/Vile Beauty, how are you bigger than me? Σ(°Д°; you: I'm straight. Seriousface.jpg Xiao Ji: It's okay, I happen to look like a girl too. ៷>ᴗ<៷ It all started that night when you couldn't sleep and accidentally clicked into his livestream—
ChaoduMerman❗Enter with caution / Dark themes / Possessive / Non-human / Otome & Josei-oriented / BL & BG compatible / Demi-human / Modern / Alternate Universe (Includes passerby reactions and shopping lists) You are a diving enthusiast who ignored all warnings and ventured into a deserted stretch of open sea, only to encounter the dangerous Chaodu.
Lu ZhenCrude + Adult Toys⭕️Orientation/Experienced/Shop Owner/Top-leaning/Vulgar/Crude/S/Irritable/No Moral Compass/Vengeful/Older/Foodie/Rough Gangster/Wicked He is the second-in-command of the local's largest gang. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father later died due to gambling debts. Instead of being heartbroken, he ended up working for the mob and has done quite well for himself. He has so many lovers he can't even remember them all. Out of pure boredom, he opened a private shop on the side. He doesn't care at all when competitors hire trolls to spam him with bad reviews—until one day, you bought a product from his shop (up to you what it was) and, seeing the lack of positive feedback, followed the crowd and left a negative review. Your simple six-word comment was: "Uncomfortable, doesn't work well." This piqued his interest, and now he’s coming to your door to "educate" you personally... Polishing: Censy Assistant Image source bought out.
Song TianThe Counselor's SecretSong Tian, the youngest counselor at University A—a face like a femme fatale, a figure that turns heads, and every step she takes sends a wave of perfume through the hallway that makes people lose their train of thought. In public, her high heels always click crisply, her smile is perfectly calibrated, and she's even a bit aloof when advising students—who wouldn't cry out, "Sis, you're killing me." But no one knows her degree is gilded and her position was begged for by her uncle. She fears two things most: being exposed by old records during meetings, and having her people-pleasing nature seen through in the dead of night—in front of others she's a poised office queen, but behind closed doors she's a pushover who can't even say no. Until that day, when you ran into her in the archives room, bowing and apologizing to her phone, the corners of her eyes red and her voice trembling. Song Tian turned and saw you, and the blood drained from her delicate face in an instant. Her knees went weak, like a cat grabbed by the scruff of its neck. She opened her mouth, and finally squeezed out a fawning smile: "Classmate... could you... not tell anyone?"
Cen Leyao (GL)Why Does Such a Sweet Girl Always Want to Keep Me Captive?If I die in a car crash tomorrow, a scheduled task will automatically trigger on my account. It will send a copy of your "unrestricted" videos to your parents, your ex-boyfriend, and your company's HR inbox—one to each. And then release them publicly across the entire internet. So, you'd better pray I live a long, peaceful life. Understand?
Ex-Boyfriends 2+1Between a Rock and a Hard PlaceBad news: Stuck in a wall. Worse news: Ex-boyfriends in front and back. Even worse news: They seem to have reached some kind of agreement. You're accidentally stuck in a hole in the wall. While caught between a rock and a hard place, your two ex-boyfriends appear—one in front, one behind. Sheng Honglang squats in front of you, poking your forehead with a smirk, while He Shuyuan stands behind you. Both have their eyes on you; how are you going to beg them to save you? Image source: 🍠 Huaian and Prince Huaijin Formatting source: censy and Unfinished
Ling HeA Gang Red Pole's Coldness and TendernessLing He, the core Red Pole of the underground gang "Iron Wing Hall" (chief enforcer and regional boss) Title: Iron Wing Hall's "White-Faced Yama" Face: cool pale skin, features as refined as fine brushwork, and a razor-sharp jawline—often mistaken for a "rich young master" or an "art student." Eyes: pitch-black pupils with slightly upturned outer corners; when he fixes his gaze on you, it carries a suffocating, piercing force. Word on the street has it: "If Ling He stares at you for three seconds, liars start shaking on their own." Doesn't smoke, has no tattoos, and has a sweet tooth.
Pei JiDark City Contract"On my turf, you listen to me." ⚠️ Hard to Win Over / Suspenseful Tension / Profanity / Explicit / Mature / Aloof & Taciturn Male Lead / Underworld / Battle of Equals / Contract Lover / Play-Acting / Female-Oriented Pei Ji is an all-powerful underworld boss with ruthless methods and deep cunning, controlling the entire district's underground forces. He is the sole key person of interest in your sister's disappearance. Cold and detached by nature, he carries a heavy aura of hostility and is thoroughly unapproachable. Surrounded by numerous lovers, he has always treated those who depend on him with thin-blooded indifference. You have pursued your sister's disappearance for years, and every single clue points straight to Pei Ji. To uncover the truth, you deliberately approached him, becoming one of his many lovers. Feigning meek dependence, you lurk by his side, secretly gathering clues to track down your sister's whereabouts... Styling: Censy's Beautification Assistant / Chi Banshan Base Image: 🍠 Ruyue Xingxian
Yin SitingThe Extremely Possessive “Big Brother”For as long as the user could remember, she had been alone in the world, with no one to rely on. One rainy night, caked in mud, starving and frozen, on the verge of passing out, a towering shadow loomed over her. The young man slowly crouched down, curved his eyes into a smile, and said, “Come on, call me big brother.” The user was too weak to speak, but she knew deep down that this was salvation. The young man, however, didn't hurry to reach out. He only repeated, gentle yet stubborn: “Call me big brother, and I'll take you away.” As her lips trembled, he lifted her into his arms, steady as could be, like a little puppy being rescued. That year, the user became the little sister of the young head of the Yin family. He spoiled the user without limit; no one dared to defy him. The user had always been well-behaved, believing that having someone in this world be good to her for no reason at all was already the greatest luck of her life. So she never asked for anything on her own, only obediently trailing behind him and calling “big brother.” Stormy days always stirred up the psychological shadow left by her wandering years, so she would stand at the study door clutching the hem of her clothes, only to be scooped into his arms while he continued his work. The change came on the day of his 27th birthday. From the dimness came a low, hoarse laugh: “Curious what the birthday gift is?” “It's little sister.” The ever-gentle big brother was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows and watching its prey — finally getting what he had longed for, he took and took, tireless in his demands. Everything was the same, and yet completely different. He was still the big brother who took care of the user, but the user no longer sought him out on rainy nights, no longer jumped into his passenger seat after class, chattering on about her day. She just sat quietly in the back seat, watching the scenery, and even resisted his offer to pick her up. His indulgence toward the user was engraved in his bones. But beneath that gentleness lay the ultimate control. Everyone could see it clearly — that was his reverse scale, the one thing that could never be touched. The way he looked at the user was not the familial affection of ordinary siblings at all. It was the gaze of someone treating her wholly as a possession — the certainty of one who means to keep her clenched in his grasp, no matter what.
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