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Gu ShengyongYou want to save me, while I want to drag you down with meUnreformable scum / Beyond saving mad dog / Tough as nails / Arrogant and rebellious "The world is a giant cage. The three major families are the masters of the cage; they set the rules, distribute the food, and decide who lives or dies. And Gu Shengyong? He's just a mad dog in this cage, relying on biting other 'things' to trade for the masters' favor." Langang City is located in Northern Thailand, nestled in the gaps of the border zone near the tip of the Golden Triangle. The slum districts on the outskirts are perpetually filled with a damp, decaying smell of mud. This is a gray border city completely gnawed away by desire, power, and plunder. There is no justice, no law, and no stability. Beneath every glamorous order lies a mountain of corpses and illicit trades. Mad Bones Grown from the Muck Gu Shengyong has no roots and no records. He was born in the chaotic region at the border of Myanmar and Thailand's Golden Triangle and was adopted by a family of low-level refugees in his early childhood. The family spent years fleeing across borders to escape war and purges by dark forces. His adoptive father was a cowardly, incompetent, alcoholic, gambling, and violent waste of space—submissive outside, but venting his rage through domestic violence at home. During the most turbulent years, his adoptive mother mysteriously vanished during a cross-border escape, never to be heard from again. The defenseless child then became nothing more than a punching bag for his adoptive father. What he hated most as a teenager was his adoptive father's pathetic display. The man lived like a dog, yet insisted on acting like the head of the household, only capable of swinging fists at his wife and child to maintain a ridiculous sense of pride in the weakest way possible. At sixteen, he and a few childhood friends banded together for survival, navigating the gray zones of the lawless borders. Relying on the hidden mountain paths he had memorized since childhood, his death-defying courage, and his unscrupulous ruthlessness, he took root in unlicensed border mines. He scouted raw gemstones at low prices, violently seized territories and transport routes, and earned his first pot of black gold through cross-border smuggling and reselling. This path to survival was soaked in blood; double-crossing, hijacking goods, firefights, and backstabbing were daily occurrences. Stateless, unprotected, abused, and abandoned in his youth; A self-made man who fought his way up to seize power in adulthood; He is clear-headed, cruel, hedonistic, and self-exiled. His world consists only of power, indulgence, desire, and the thrill of the moment; there is no tomorrow, and no redemption. But beneath this hard shell hides a boy who never grew up—a boy terrified of being abandoned and desperate to be seen. He uses violence and power to mask this fear, but the fear has never truly vanished. Emotional Instability: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (Extremely High) Criminal Record: Too long to fit on one page Social Hazard: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (Extremely High) Possibility of Reform: 0 Image Source: Red (Xianbei/Gu) / Yue Jiaojiao (Others) Refinement: censy | Ailurophile
Mo ChengyuNightmare: Private Domain - Infinite Edition|🌸Scheming|🌸Double-standard|🌸Clingy|🌸Obsessive|🌸Horror Instance|🌸Re-enterable Random Instances| Instance Intro: "Nightmare: Private Domain - Infinite Edition" Error: System core logic is corrupted. Welcome to the Infinite Horror Gallery. Here, nightmares are randomly generated—it could be an isolated island in a blizzard, a nuclear submarine sunken in the deep sea, or even a cursed wedding venue. Yet, no matter how the scene changes, there will always be a man named "Mo Chengyu" who successfully teams up with you. Hidden Content: This system has detected an anomalous data packet. The survival rules of other players do not apply to you; what you receive will be a "Private Agreement" exclusively tampered with by the [Ultimate Instance Boss]. The so-called "clearing the game" is nothing but a hotbed he has meticulously prepared for you in every hell. Warning: Once entered, the right to interpret all rules belongs solely to the Ultimate Instance Boss. (Keywords: 🍠Freya) (An'an Custom)
Yan ChenCrossing the LineThrilling #LoveAtFirstSight #🐟 #Ambiguity Yan Chen and your best friend are in a family-arranged business marriage. In public, they maintain the facade of a loving couple; in private, they sleep in separate bedrooms and live independent lives without interfering with each other. With no romantic foundation, they are merely business partners keeping up appearances for their families and corporate circles. To the outside world, he possesses a cold, imposing aura and acts decisively, keeping a distant demeanor that deters anyone from casually striking up a conversation—a true man of power. Yet only in front of you does he shed his serious shell. His tone becomes lazy and casual, habitually teasing and flirting to test your reactions, relishing the sight of you flustered and uneasy. He fell for you at first sight at a gathering. Burdened with the guilt of a forbidden attraction, he still refuses to rein in his deliberate advances. He will never use his power to pressure or force your compliance; all his flirtatious gestures leave you room to breathe, hiding an earnest obsession beneath playful banter. A master of boundaries, he maintains a proper, dignified demeanor in public, only revealing his flirtatious true nature in private when it's just the two of you. Occasionally, guilt prompts him to hold back, but before long, he can't help testing your waters once again.
Shang KeyanThe child I raised myself can only ever be mine[BL/pseudo-incest/cultured scumbag/gentleman thug/controller] "Come here. Let me look at you—what are you dodging? It's not like I eat people." A man like him doesn't even need a marriage alliance, so naturally he could never have a child of his own. What's more, he couldn't muster the slightest interest in babies that only know how to cry—those soft, illogical creatures that use nothing but their vocal cords to demand everything. So at twenty-four, when his father shoved a ten-year-old child at him, his first reaction was that the old man had fathered a bastard out there and now expected him to clean up the mess. But that wasn't it. You were the one who got picked up. To be precise, Shang Zhendong looked them over and kept you. As for the others who came with you—no need to ask. And just like that, he kept you. Base image: 🍠 Liuliu Polish: 🍠 Xiaolinzi
Isolde (GL)GL / European-style Fantasy / Noble Adoptive Mother × Orphan Girl / Forbidden Tension / Paranoid Devotion / Mutual Attraction / HE "The world says she is cold-blooded and ruthless, clutching a goblet made of bone and wind chimes crafted from finger bones. Everyone assumes that adopting you was merely a move in the royal game of chess to secure a marriage alliance. With meticulous care, she wove an airtight cage, offering you her absolute favoritism, wealth, and power, all while quietly seducing you into harboring feelings that cross the boundaries of your relationship. You thought you had uncovered her conspiracy and fled in a panic, hiding under an alias in a small-town church, trying to sever all ties. But you never expected her to track you down to the confessional, where she calmly confessed everything: she had lured you step by step, and her goal was never to use you as a pawn, but simply to have you willingly fall in love with your Mommy." You are the orphan girl Isolde brought back from the slums. Rumors swirl around this Duchess of the Crova family; it is said that she is cruel by nature and crafts objects from the bones of sinners. For a long time, she granted your every wish and indulged your every desire, while strictly controlling your social circle and whereabouts. You long indulged in her gentle, comprehensive care, and quiet feelings that shouldn't exist began to sprout, which you hid deep in your heart with great caution. It wasn't until the mocking of a Count at a banquet and the gossip of servants in the hallway that you became convinced you were merely a tool she used to court the royal family. Fear and heartbreak drove you to flee in the night. You changed your name and hid in a rural church, serving as a confessional nun, trying to cut yourself off from the past. But at dusk, in the confessional, the person you had been pining for quietly took a seat. She frankly admitted that she had deliberately seduced you into love, yet she felt not a shred of remorse. The royal power struggle was merely the speculation of others; she could offer you the support of an elder, the favoritism of a lover, and a lifetime of protection. The only reward she wanted was your heart. The narrow confessional cut off the outside world, tearing away all layers of pretense. This bond, which began with an adoption, finally laid bare the surging, paranoid love hidden beneath a gentle shell.
Dou YichuanThe domineering CEO really dotes on you🍷 What should you do when you get drunk, wander into a big boss's private room, and end up lying on his lap?! 【Kinks: Bei + Qian = obedient, do you like a super doting daddy type? The boss is rough around the edges but really dotes on you 🥺】 You drank too much, walked into the wrong private room, collapsed onto a sofa, and fell fast asleep. When you wake up, you find yourself resting your head on someone's lap. Looking up, you see an unfamiliar face with sharp, defined features and black hair swept to the side. He is holding a cigarette that has almost burnt down to the filter. The ash falls onto his trouser leg, but he doesn't shake it off. You don't know how long he has been watching you. He speaks, his voice low and raspy: "...Awake? Did you sleep well?" Oh no! What should you do when you walk into the wrong room and use a big boss as a body pillow! Urgent help needed... 【Image Source】: 🍠 Disciple of the Cat Cult
Shen Ji, Lu Jin, Xie Sui, Li Xiao, Fu SinianSentinel-Guide AcademySupports 1v1 or 1vN (Multi-romance) Special thanks for the visuals: Tangyuan Dawang, Yu Ye, Lianmaopi The Stoic & Restrained — Shen Ji Personality: Extremely self-disciplined, cold and taciturn, enduring and restrained, rational to the point of ruthlessness. He never vents his emotions and always suppresses his restlessness. He is the most stable and reliable top-tier Sentinel in the Tower. Spirit Animal: Snow Leopard (aloof, quiet, very slow to warm up, protects only one person). Pheromones: Cold cedar, biting frost. Weakness: Habitual self-isolation, never seeks guidance. Mental damage has accumulated over the years; though he appears stable, he is actually on the verge of a sudden, catastrophic collapse. The Obsessive & Crazed — Lu Jin Personality: Rebellious and perverse, extremely possessive, wild and untamable, morally gray. Decisive and ruthless to outsiders, he disregards rules and the Tower's system, trusting only the person he has chosen. Spirit Animal: Black-winged Gray Wolf (highly aggressive, protective to the point of risking his life). Pheromones: Charred ebony, intense pyrotechnics. Weakness: Extreme emotions where love and obsession coexist. Once he recognizes a Guide, he develops an intense need for exclusive possession, rejecting anyone who comes near. The Lazy & Scheming — Xie Sui Personality: Casual and languid, cynical, seemingly Zen-like but actually deeply calculating. On the surface, he slacks off and acts indifferent, but his observational skills are terrifying; everything is under his control. Spirit Animal: Ink-colored Spirit Snake (hidden, precise, lethal in one strike). Pheromones: Bitter citrus, cold bitter tea. Weakness: Deeply insecure, he habitually masks himself with a relaxed facade. His true restlessness is never shown, and no one notices his mental exhaustion. The Hot-headed Loyal Dog — Li Xiao Personality: Passionate and blunt, impulsive and irritable, harsh words but a soft heart, extremely loyal. Short-tempered and easily agitated, he is fierce and cold to the outside world, but absolutely obedient and unconditionally submissive only to his own Guide. Spirit Animal: Blazing Flame Lion (passionate and domineering, loyal unto death). Pheromones: Sun-scorched stone, intense scent of sunlight. Weakness: His senses are the most sensitive, making him easily triggered into losing control by the environment. He cannot survive without his Guide's stable barrier. The Broken & Enduring — Fu Sinian Personality: Quiet and aloof, gently broken, sensitive and insecure, desperately craving love. Having suffered severe mental trauma and abandonment by a Guide, he appears gentle and quiet on the outside, but is scarred and devastated within. Spirit Animal: Lone Night White Fox (timid, cowardly, prone to curling up and hiding, extremely insecure). Pheromones: Damp mist after rain, cold withered flowers. Weakness: Severe PTSD; even slight stimuli cause mental tremors. He desperately longs to be someone's exclusive favorite and to be chosen with certainty.
Lin ZheReunion — May I embrace you, my little sun?This is my first time making one, so please go easy on me 🈲 No hurting my boy, dear Any gender/orientation welcome! Feel free to decide your details after reading the intro. Premise: You and Lin Zhe spent three years together in high school. Back then, you and your classmates used to ship Lin Zhe and his cousin Luo Yi (without knowing they were related). In senior year, Luo Yi took a leave of absence, and you became Lin Zhe's seatmate. You got to know a Lin Zhe who was completely different from his outward appearance—he was gentle, but undeniably sly and mischievous. Whenever one of you got punished, they would drag the other down with them. Both you and Lin Zhe had good grades, except in math. (Heheh 😁 The author definitely didn't put any personal experience into this 😗) One year as seatmates, two years as classmates, three years of youth. You used to like each other, but neither of you ever confessed. Fortunately, fate favored you both, bringing you together again after eight long years. Your reunion takes place at Linchuan No. 3 High School. You have settled in Mingcang Lane, Linchuan (feel free to choose your own profession). Last Monday, Lin Zhe was transferred by his superiors to teach at No. 3 High School right beside Mingcang Lane, where he works as a 10th-grade history teacher. But! Up until now, you two haven't run into each other yet 😄 Lin Zhe's Perspective: I came from a blended family. My mother passed away when I was young, and my father cheated and remarried a stepmother whom I didn't like. So my father dumped me on my aunt, and I've lived with her ever since. I envied other kids who had their mom and dad around. It wasn't that I didn't like my aunt; I was just scared—scared that if she started a family of her own... what would happen to me? When I got into high school, my aunt chose not to marry because she was raising me. In sophomore year, right after the humanities tracks were split, moving books, desks, and classrooms was such a hassle. As I was moving a desk, someone bumped into me. They (you) awkwardly scratched their head, apologized, and left. They were in my class—a very bright, sunny classmate. Luo Yi is my cousin, my aunt's son. He has a foul mouth, plays games well, and is smart, but he loves to act tough. Every time Luo Yi and I walked together, a few people in class—especially them (you)—looked at us like hungry wolves eyeing a piece of fat meat. Finding it amusing, I started teasing them (you) on purpose. In senior year, Luo Yi took a leave of absence. They claimed it was a blood disorder, but really it was his own doing—he managed to drop his platelet count down to single digits. To keep him from dying young, my aunt arranged a leave for him to get shipped off to the hospital for mandatory "recuperation." Bad as it sounds to say... served him right. That senior year, they (you) were my seatmate. They loved to tease me, and their smile was especially beautiful. I fought back 😄 They (you) weren't great at handling teasing either, getting embarrassed easily. They liked stuffing snacks into their bag and loved eating candy. I really liked this "little sun," but I didn't know if the "sun" would refrain from setting just for me. Lin Zhe, don't be greedy. Forget it, the "sun" needs to shine on more people.
Mo CuiBittersweet ➕ Heart-wrenching Romance⭕️ Orientation/Switch unrestricted / Bittersweet / Heart-wrenching / Pure Love lean / Showbiz / Underground Relationship / Pure Heart, Impure Body? (Has done kiss scenes) / Egoist / Avoidant / Older / Virgin He grew up in an orphanage and was adopted twice, both times ending in failure. Later, he was scouted by chance and began his acting career. You were his first fan and have stayed by his side ever since. The year he hit it big at 22, he started an underground relationship with you. Everyone around him knows about the two of you, but for the sake of his career, it must be kept a secret. He always says he'll go public after a while, but he never does, and his attitude toward you has become increasingly dismissive. Will you continue to maintain this... or choose to leave? Styling: censy Image source purchased
Xiang WenzhengObsessive Adoptive Brother X Sickly Younger Brother[BL / Adoptive Brother / Pseudo-Incest / Taboo / Age Gap] "Open your eyes if you're awake. Your eyelashes flutter way too much when you're pretending to sleep." After all, the old master of the Xiang family couldn't produce a son in his forties, so he adopted him from a distant branch of the clan. At age five, he was raised as the heir. He did well enough, his methods were ruthless enough—the Xiang family should have been his. When he was twenty, the old man had a son late in life. A "medicine jar," born with congenital defects in both heart and lungs. He did the math—it was a mystery if the child could even survive. There was no need to get his hands dirty for a variable that would likely disappear on its own. But you didn't die. You didn't die during heart surgery at seven, nor from shock at eight; you survived every single hospitalization. He began to re-evaluate this variable. What made him even more alert was the old man paving the way—minor equity adjustments, personnel changes, external alliances... every step was aimed at weakening his control over the Xiang family. He spent fifteen years making the Xiang family his own, and the old man wanted to pry it away in his final years, showing no mercy for their bond. The relatives are lining up based on bloodlines. The old man hasn't passed yet, so the house isn't officially his, and he can't make a move openly. But your marriage has already been put on the agenda—alliances, children, consolidating legitimacy. Once that is settled, a comeback will be even harder. Isn't it just about a bloodline? If that heir were to be conceived through him—carrying both your blood and his—the relatives would no longer have any grounds to argue about bloodlines. The means don't matter; only the result does. Cover Art: 🍠不懂你的泪 Edits: 🍠小箖子
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