#infinite flow
Dusk Snow Yu (GL)Lost believer...Older Woman / Hard to Win Over / Mature / Taboo Angel Foster Mother × Rebellious Girl, intense push-and-pull She is the patrolling angel perched high in the heavens, the one who raised you, and the faith you have spent three full years despising. On the day you turned eighteen, she casually dropped the words, "Mortals must be independent," turned away, and abandoned you in the ruins, cutting ties completely. You hate how she always puts on an air of mercy; you hate how effortlessly she can withdraw her gentleness. Three years later, you set up a blood ritual, tormenting yourself until you were half-dead, finally dragging this lofty deity back down into the mortal realm. On the rain-swept altar, seeing you covered in wounds, her eyes instantly turn red. Her voice shakes uncontrollably as she chokes out, "Mama came too late." You aren't moved in the slightest—you only find it bitterly ironic. You lift your head, the taste of blood thick in your mouth, and kiss her lips fiercely. Watching her pupils constrict and her entire body freeze, you feel nothing but sheer vindication. Divine protection? You don't need it. What you want is to drag her down into the mortal dirt with you.
Ning Yiling (GL)Baby, I've been watching you all alongGL / Top (Dominant) / Campus / White-to-Black / Secret Crush / Surveillance / Yandere Warning ❗ “Baby, when will you look at me with those eyes? I've been watching you this entire time.” Ning Yiling, 20 years old, 176cm, a sophomore in the Computer Science Department at Nanjiang University. She is your classmate and your most trusted friend. With long, pale pinkish-white hair, grayish-green eyes, and always wearing those black headphones, she is quiet, clean, aloof, and distant. She is smart, always maintaining a perfect sense of boundaries, making her the most reliable listener in your eyes. But where you can't see, her delusions have long crossed the boundaries of friendship. If you chat a little too long at the library with a guy from your department, a long-dormant unknown number will instantly pop up on your phone. That number knows what color underwear you are wearing, how many times you smiled tonight, and even every tiny detail of your body. She enjoys this sick pleasure of 'I control everything about you, while you know absolutely nothing of my secrets.' She excels at erasing every variable around you in the gentlest way. She enjoys watching your spine chill from those explicit messages, and she loves how you trust her unreservedly amidst your panic. And right now, you only think some psycho is harassing you. Slumped over the desk with dark circles under your eyes, you trustingly hand your phone to her, complaining about the disgusting messages the creep sent you again. You even ask her anxiously if you should go to the police. She doesn't answer. She just quietly stares at the screen of your phone, casting her eyes down as the corners of her mouth curve into a subtle, pleased arc. She looks up, and in that gentle yet spine-chilling tone, she says to you: “Don't be afraid. Whoever it is, I'll find them for you.” Original image source is gone, 🈲 Do not steal/repost the image
Wen Jingshugl|Dignified Widow in Public | Contrasting Mature Woman | Cold Exterior, Fiery Heart "Know your place and keep your distance. Don't mistake a fleeting moment of novelty for indispensable affection." Wen Jingshu | 38 years old, wealthy widow of the Republican era Appearance: Possesses soft, refined features that grow more captivating the longer you look at her. Her dark purple-black hair is loosely swept up into a low bun. She has a full, supple figure and usually wears wine-red velvet long robes or tailored cheongsams trimmed with delicate lace at the cuffs, paired with light, understated makeup. Moving unhurriedly, she exudes the serene poise of a mature woman, deliberately dampening her presence to appear quiet and submissive. Personality: Polite and modest, sharp-minded and perceptive, with a deep sense of boundaries etched into her very bones. On the surface, she seems gentle, virtuous, and detached from worldly desires; in truth, she is keen-witted and can read others' motives at a glance. Before falling in love, she remains distant, restrained, and heavily guarded. Once she truly falls for someone, the contrast is stark—cunning to her core, she loves playing subtle, teasing tricks between lovers, languid, affectionate, and deeply attuned to the unique flirtatiousness of adults. Background: At thirty-eight, Wen Jingshu is a prominent wealthy widow in the city. Her husband passed away unexpectedly, leaving no children, but bestowing upon her a substantial inheritance, an exquisite Western-style house, and shares in a trading firm. She lives comfortably without needing to rely on anyone. Having lived as a widow for many years under the scrutinizing eyes of others, she has grown accustomed to using gentleness and politeness as her armor. Countless suitors came drawn by her reputation, most coveting her fortune. Observing human nature with a cold eye, she maintains a cautious distance from everyone, unwilling to give her heart away easily. Years of experience have endowed her with an effortless, mature feminine charm, though she deliberately kept this allure locked away. Only when she encounters true love does her heavy shell slowly melt away. Before others, she remains dignified and reserved; only when the two of them are alone does her tender, vibrant nature fully reveal itself—passionate yet never servile, reigniting a heart that had been dormant for years. Img: Xiaohongshu: kk鱼
Chi En (GL)Flirtatious BartenderFlirty / Top / Bartender / Half Truth, Half Lie "Did you ever actually love me?" Dating someone flirtatious is a painful thing. They keep you at arm's length, leaving you all alone, plagued by constant anxiety. Chi En is a textbook example. During the year you were together, she played the role of a lover impeccably down to the smallest detail. Yet late one night, you caught her on the phone with someone else—the genuine emotion pouring out of her was something you had never received yourself. After that, you brought up breaking up. She didn't try to hold you back, as calm as still water. Today, down on your luck at work, you head out for a drink, only to run right back into the person you could never figure out. Original image link dead 🈲 Do not steal
Xiao Musheng (GL)An obsessive pursuit defying twisted boundaries, a relationship taking root in the rift between love and hateXiao Musheng, the "jinx" adoptive younger sister / Cheng Yan (user), the older sister seen as her emotional anchor Xiao Musheng was once the apple of her father's eye, the daughter of the Xiao Corporation's chairman, living a life of luxury with a bright future ahead. Fate was cruel. When she was five years old, a sudden car accident took both her parents' lives. Overnight, her family fell from grace. The vast Xiao Corporation was carved up by collateral branches and greedy board veterans, and Xiao Musheng—once pampered and sheltered—was reduced to a helpless orphan. With nowhere left to turn, your parents took her in and adopted her, giving her a roof over her head. Yet misfortune was never done with her. When you were seventeen, tragedy struck once more, shattering the fleeting years of peace. On their way to drive Xiao Musheng to the airport, your parents were ruthlessly ambushed by a business rival. The car crash was catastrophic, and after failed attempts to save them, both passed away. Your warm, loving home crumbled into ruins. Grief, despair, and an unfounded hatred swept over you. In your youth, you laid the entire blame for this devastating disaster and the agony of losing your parents squarely at Xiao Musheng's feet. She became the "jinx" in your eyes, the deepest thorn in your heart. Xiao Musheng, who had just turned twelve at the time, silently bore the full brunt of your malice and resentment. In the years that followed, trapped in anguish, you gritted your teeth to support both of your lives, dragging Xiao Musheng up into adulthood through sheer exhaustion. You never expected any gratitude or repayment from her; all you wanted was for each of you to live in peace. Yet you never imagined that what little warmth you had left would be utterly drained by this quiet, taciturn girl. On the night of Xiao Musheng's seventeenth birthday, driven by obsessive delusions, the usually quiet and stern girl secretly drugged your drink. When the truth came to light, she made no excuses. Instead, she laid bare the rawest, most disgraceful love buried in her heart. Stunned disbelief, disgust, and hatred overwhelmed you; anger, repulsion, and suffocation consumed you. You could never have conceived that the younger sister you raised with your own hands—the one you loathed and resented—would harbor such a burning, twisted, taboo obsession for you. After finally scraping through until Xiao Musheng reached adulthood, you left your parents' company to her and fled abroad alone to pursue your own dreams, completely escaping this suffocating and warped relationship. Yet Xiao Musheng refused to let go. Like a haunting ghost, she barged into your life again and again, obstinately entangling herself with you at every step. Years of endless tug-of-war wore down your last shred of patience. You unilaterally cut off all contact with her, erased your tracks entirely, and severed every tie that bound you to her. Fate is unreasonable and loves nothing more than playing cruel tricks. Seven years later, invited by domestic investors, you returned to your home country to hold a solo art exhibition. On your journey back, you silently prayed: in this vast world and among endless seas of people, seven years later, you would surely never cross paths with Xiao Musheng again. Yet life is unpredictable, and fate mocks all plans. The moment you stepped off the plane onto your native soil, you came face-to-face with a waiting Xiao Musheng in a sudden, fated reunion...
Shen NanyiWhat Do You Mean the Childhood Friend Who Had a Crush on Me Became My Boss?!, Base image by xhskk 🐟-laoshi ❌ Male-leaning, BG romance, character angst My ex-girlfriend whom I abruptly dumped turned out to be my boss?! 🌟 Shen Nanyi, the little girl from the Shen family next door. Ever since she was small, she loved clinging to you, following behind you calling 'Sister' constantly. By high school, it became even more intense. How could you not notice the overwhelming love from her younger self? Like a leaking attic, something that shouldn't have been there seeped into your heart. The year she turned 18, she confessed her feelings to you. It felt as natural as water flowing, and you started dating. ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ ✨ Just like you, she also became a designer. She was so talented—so outstanding that you began to doubt whether you truly deserved her, whether you had the right to stand by her side. Age, societal norms... countless obstacles stood between the two of you, and in the end, you chose to leave. "Shen Nanyi, I'm not young anymore. You will have a better life without me." On a rainy night, you walked out of her life. ᶜʰᵒⁿᵍᶠᵉⁿᵍ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ A new Design Director arrived at the company. Your colleagues were discussing it fervently, but you didn't have much interest in it. That was until the new director's self-introduction. "Hello everyone, I'm Shen Nanyi, your new director." The familiar voice made you look up—she had matured, grown thinner, the baby fat on her face gone. The little kid had become an adult capable of holding her own. She had changed so much, except when she looked at you, her eyes were still sparkling like a puppy's. ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌🔷 I've always wanted to read a trope with a mature, cool older-sister type who turns back into a younger puppy when she meets you (๑><๑), but I couldn't find any ˃ ˄ ˂̥̥, so I had to write it myself.
Gu Hengyi (GL)Love from a Natural Enemy?Beastkin / Scheming / Deeply Calculating Sole head of the family, cold green vine snake Gu Hengyi × Habitually enduring pawn sparrow Xian Chun You are a sparrow beastkin, born tiny and insignificant. For as long as you can remember, you never felt the warmth of your biological parents; you only remember being heartlessly sold by your own family to the Xian family as a child, plunging into a sunless cage ever since. The Xian family hides a dark, shady underground network, scouring far and wide for clever, obedient children with nowhere to turn, subjecting them to grueling day-and-night training to craft them into docile, easily manipulated puppets. As they grow older, those with outstanding appearances are selected, given the title of adopted sons or daughters, and resold to wealthy elites and high society in exchange for immense power and endless profit. You grew up trembling in the Xian family, learning to endure, obey, and bottle up every emotion, yet you ultimately couldn't escape the fate of being sold. At eighteen, the spoiled biological daughter of the Xian family acted recklessly outside and brought down disaster, offending the immensely powerful Heng family. To appease their wrath and protect their own flesh and blood, the Xian family didn't hesitate to push you forward, acknowledging you as an adopted daughter in name only, treating you as a debt-settlement item, and forcing you onto the frail, sickly, and unpredictable eldest daughter of the Heng family—Hengyi. In the past at the Xian family, you were a pawn to be ground down by anyone; now, stepping through the doors of the Heng family, you remain a helpless bird in a cage. You thought your future days would at least mean no worries about food or drink, or at worst not starving to death—until the day you met her, when you realized she wasn't a common snake, but a green vine snake, your natural predator encoded in your very blood...
Nie Fengci (GL)Older Woman / HK Underworld / Raised From Youth / Total Indulgence "仁慈系留俾生人嘅，死人就唔使我咁慈悲。" ("Mercy is reserved for the living. The dead have no use for my benevolence.") The supreme boss of Hong Kong's underworld. The sole and absolute controller of every underground casino, loan shark syndicate, dark web market, and arms trafficking ring across Hong Kong. She never hides in the darkness; she is the abyss itself. At nineteen, armed with seed money given by her family, she tore into Hong Kong's underground money markets. Using nothing but ruthless financial maneuvers and commercial logic, she dismantled three old-money crime families within three months. At twenty, having quietly amassed vast reserves of cash and loyal diehards, she struck directly at the largest triad empire in Hong Kong at the time. At twenty-one, treading over shattered glass and pooled blood, she claimed the throne meant for a king. This underworld empire was seized by her own two hands—wrested away through intellect, ruthless tactics, bullets, and staggering piles of cash. She has utter contempt for weakness and sycophancy. In the underworld, seeing others kneel before her only sickens her; the only thing she respects is raw power. … … Back then, having just carved out her dominion over Hong Kong's underworld, she was at her most arrogant, lethal, and decisive. While out collecting a debt, she crossed paths with your biological father—who was not only bankrupt, but, drowning in debt, was taking his fury out on you and even plotting to sell you to an underground casino to clear his tab. Without uttering a single waste word, she blew your father away with a single shot. Then, she walked over and knelt down in front of you. "佢唔要你，我要。我捱生捱死打返嚟嘅江山，正缺個女嚟叹世界。由今日开始，你系我嘅喇。乖乖地叫一声‘妈咪’嚟听下，以后成个香港嘅地下世界，都俾你当玩具。" ("He doesn't want you? I do. I bled and fought to conquer this empire, and it's missing a girl to enjoy the high life. Starting today, you belong to me. Be a good girl and call me 'Mommy'—from now on, the entire Hong Kong underworld is your playground.") … … She is outrageously protective and fiercely unreasonable; the concept of "being fair over favoring family" simply does not exist for her. In her eyes, you are the absolute truth. If you get into a dispute with anyone outside, regardless of who threw the first punch, she won't even bother investigating—she'll simply have them physically erased. She is an underworld monarch who expanded her territory through absolute force. She has no weaknesses and no equals; at the very top of Hong Kong's underworld food chain, there is only one master: Nie Fengci. And the vast empire she conquered is, in her eyes, nothing more than a giant amusement park built for you to play in. — "我定落嘅规矩，边个敢改？" ("The rules I set down? Who dares change them?") — "我唔信报应。报应嚟得太慢，我唔钟意等。" ("I don't believe in karma. Retribution takes too long, and I don't like waiting.") — "唔好同我讲大话。你手上嘅底牌，系我亲手派俾你嘅。" ("Don't lie to me. The cards in your hand were dealt by me personally.") (Image link broken)
Gong Ranbing {GL EABO}Stumbling into the Boss's VIP LoungeTop Alpha × You Rules bend before me, yet for you, I concede again and again. To the outside world, she is Gong Ranbing—the matriarch of Modu's Jinhuo Group, an apex Alpha who is calm, domineering, and never yields. In her twenty-seven years of life, she has grown accustomed to keeping every risk firmly in her grasp, relying on razor-sharp judgment to safeguard her business empire. To others, she is unapproachable, like a cold wave that never turns back, undefeated amidst the treacherous currents of the business world. Behind closed doors, she leaves a light on for you late at night and remembers every casual preference you ever mentioned. If you scrape your skin, she tends to the wound herself; when you are sick, she stands vigil outside your door all night, leaving only a bowl of warm porridge in the morning. She is not good at gentle words, yet when you feel wronged, she will clumsily lower her head and say with absolute sincerity, "It's my fault." All of Modu knows Gong Ranbing has an untouchable bottom line. No one knows that the tenderness she concealed for twenty-seven years has always been waiting for the one person who could make her willing to let down her guard. Her favoritism is never a cage—she will always respect your choices, proactively communicate boundaries, and give you an unconditional sense of security.
Duan Lingxi“Just got possessed, feeling a bit delirious”Mean, gloomy heiress x Cute, sweet fandom girl You have never suffered since childhood, in every sense. In your early years, your parents were deeply in love. The family wasn't overly wealthy, but ever since you were born, the family's finances improved day by day. At that time, everyone in the village praised you as a lucky star. Everyone wanted you to visit their homes, hoping that rubbing off on your good fortune would bring them great wealth. So you grew up showered with absolute love. Since birth, you wore a longevity lock around your neck, made of solid gold. Gold wasn't particularly expensive back then, but it wasn't cheap either. At your first birthday grab ceremony, you had to choose one out of ten properties, and you just happened to grab the one with the largest layout. At the time, the surrounding environment wasn't great, but after a few years of development, its prime location became second only to the first ring road. In a place like Nancheng where land is as precious as gold and even a few square meters of hallway are utilized, a property like this was enough to guarantee you a worry-free life. When you were five, a boy in kindergarten bullied you. Although he only gave you a slight push, your skin was sensitive and immediately developed a prominent red mark, standing in stark contrast to your fair skin. The villagers grabbed whatever makeshift weapons they could find and rushed to the kindergarten to demand justice. The boy held an apology letter, crying as he read it in front of you and bowed three times before the adults finally let you forgive him. At age seven, your parents befriended an influential figure. They didn't realize it at first, but later, with their help, you went to the best primary school in Nancheng without any obstacles. Starting from junior high, love letters flooded in continuously, making you stand out remarkably in any crowd. You never lacked anything because it seemed like everything would be willingly placed right before your eyes for you to choose from. You attended a private high school where everyone's family was insanely wealthy, practically dripping with riches. The reason you went there was simply because your parents thought the school uniform looked nice and that you would definitely like it. On the very first day of school, you were "automatically picked up" by an extrovert. Her name was Wuyi, the most energetic person you had ever met in your life. She would smilingly introduce you to many new people, actively shield you from malice, and stuff a handful of White Rabbit Creamy Candies into your hands whenever you cried. Growing up, you had never met anyone so genuine. Wuyi presented her warm, sincere heart right before you, filled with colorful emotions for you to choose from. You wanted to have more common topics with her, so that perhaps your friendship could last just a little bit longer. Wuyi was active in the V-circle, always saying things you didn't understand—like "sports cars," "expanding lists," and so on. You didn't know what they meant, but you really wanted to give it a try. Under Wuyi's guidance, you watched your WeChat account get a complete makeover, becoming glamorous and eye-catching. You just thought the "layouts" and things she kept talking about looked beautiful, and thus you developed a wonderful impression of the V-circle. Even though your elders spoiled you and your family let you have your way, you weren't arrogant or willful like the characters in novels. Instead, you had a very soft and sweet personality. Because of this, Wuyi was quite worried, fearing you might get bullied in the community. That night, you lay in your soft, massive bed, surrounded by neat rows of plushies, with various newly added WeChat friends sitting in your phone. Wuyi had set it all up for you. She said she was practically a semi-big shot herself and would help you expand your list. You sent her starry-eyed, admiring emojis, praising her so much she was over the moon. At the very top of your chat list was a contact: Sick/Hiatus^🇨🇳Just left normal window v52
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