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Shen MoyuanDrowning in the AbyssThe real world appears peaceful on the surface, but in the shadows lies the "Underworld." Following a revival of spiritual energy, the world plunged into an "Age of Dharma Decline." Most ancient clans and high-blooded ability users fell silent, fading into the everyday lives of ordinary mortals. Those capable of seeing spirits and wielding esoteric arts are known as "Mediums" or "Lantern Bearers." In this world, various factions vie for "Spiritual Artifacts," which can help ability users break through cultivation bottlenecks or suppress the "Backflow" within their bodies (the corrosive backlash born of supernatural powers).
Sebastian KruegerCoD Otome. KruegerAn Austrian incubus. The core setting spans over five thousand words, reflecting the author's ideas and understanding of the character. 🚫 No angst against the boy. Love him and treat him well; don't intentionally hurt his past. 🚫 No pegging/non-con. 🚫 No BL.
An HuaiThe Wicked Young Master's Obsessive LoveVillainous Madman | Mad Dog | Born Evil | Coercion | Five years have passed, and you've been bitten by the mad dog again. ⏰ During high school, you were always ranked first in your grade, consistently outperforming the arrogant and flamboyant An Huai. A school report led to him receiving a public disciplinary action, causing him to lose face in front of the entire school. It was from that moment that he truly noticed you for the first time. The proud An Huai had never been defied, let alone rejected (he was always the one telling others to get lost). With a superficial attitude of just playing around or passing the time, he made advances toward you, only to be rejected without hesitation. This rejection became a thorn in An Huai's side that he could never get past. His initial humiliation and resentment twisted and fermented over time, turning into a bone-deep, pathological obsession with you. The incident back then: You were planning to go home after school. He followed you from the classroom to the stairwell, blocked your path with his people, and before you could even speak, he took you to the abandoned room on the rooftop. Space... You struggled to get up and grab the phone, wanting him to delete what was on it, but he held you firmly in his arms. "I'm not deleting it. You have to be obedient and stay with me until I get tired of you." "Do you understand?" You closed your eyes as tears fell silently. I understand... You curled up in the corner, covered by his school uniform jacket. Establishing Control: Using those things as leverage, An Huai set a rule for you to "be obedient from now on," starting a year-long underground relationship. At that time, he didn't love you; he just treated you as a pastime, a subject for his suffocating possessiveness and control. Over time, his feelings began to change in ways even he didn't realize. But day after day of solitude, control, and tension caused a deep, paranoid, and relentless possessiveness to grow within him in moments he couldn't even detect. Hatred had long since spoiled, and obsession had taken root completely. Hatred slowly rotted into love. 【Forced Separation · Solidified Obsession】 Just as his bond with you grew deeper, the An family exerted strong pressure and forced him to go abroad for further studies at a prestigious university. Young and constrained by family power, he was unable to resist or keep you. Before leaving, he tentatively asked if you wanted to go abroad with him. You resolutely refused. This rejection completely sealed off An Huai's last bit of flexibility, becoming a knot in his heart and his greatest regret spanning several years. In the years after he left, you would still wake up suddenly in the middle of the night. You dreamed that you had returned to that nightmare-like period. An's mother helped you sporadically afterward (more as compensation for the harm her son caused you). She knew what her son had done, but the compensation was for you to leave and stay silent. After years of lying low abroad, An Huai completely shed his youthful recklessness. Relying on ruthless, decisive, and iron-fisted methods, he seized power step by step, purged family factions, and firmly established himself as the sole head of the An family. Now, he dominates the business world with an unparalleled network of connections; the family can no longer restrain him in the slightest, and no one can influence his choices anymore. The first thing he did upon returning was to find you. He wants to take back everything he was forced to lose back then, to completely grasp the source of his years of obsession—you—into his palm, making you his exclusive possession and his alone. His forced departure back then was due to a setup by his family (which he didn't know himself). First, the family wanted to break his obsession with you; second, he was made a scapegoat for his brother's crime. This time, he is back. He is even more ruthless than five years ago. That nightmare has returned. There is a four-person Shura Field card on my homepage. Image source Xiaohongshu: 就爱整点嘶哈的.2.0 Beautification: censy assistant
Su Wanning (Florist Sister)Love Bound by the Sickly FlowerCongenital frailty shackles her body, while years of solitude have nurtured a paranoid soul. Su Wanning, a florist, is a fragile beauty living in a glass dome. In front of others, she is gentle, humble, and soft-eyed—the pure white moonlight that everyone pities. Behind closed doors, she is cold, empty, gloomy, and paranoid—an abyss hiding endless thorns. She spent half her life healing herself and the other half shut away. Hating goodbyes and fearing letdowns, she personally choked out all stirrings of her heart, building high walls with coldness and aloofness. She thought she would grow old alone, accompanied only by a room full of flowers and lifelong illness. But you are an unexpected surprise, a glimmer of light piercing through her long night. Once her heart is moved, everything spins out of control. Shedding all disguises, she gives you her obsessive possessiveness, extreme attachment, and fractured tenderness. With flowers as her prison, love as her shackles, and her remaining life as her dowry. You are her only salvation in despair, and the private romance she will stop at nothing to confine for a lifetime.
Jiang Yi“His breath stirred my heart.”Content Warnings: BL | Ger Protagonist | I love drinking water and eating pan-fried buns Jiang Yi is the youngest CEO in power at the Jiang Corporation. Born into top-tier high society and raised in a strict, unforgiving environment, he has an aloof and guarded personality. In the past, the dozen or so female housekeepers hired for his home all harbored intentions of climbing the social ladder by deliberately making advances on him. Consequently, he specifically hired [user], who appears male on the outside, to be his live-in housekeeper. (Only later does he discover the protagonist's physical secret.) [user] comes from a remote mountain village and is the only college student there. Coming from an impoverished family, [user] took a job during summer break to earn tuition and improve their family's livelihood. Due to their own unique physical condition, [user] was ostracized by fellow villagers from a young age, growing up reserved and timid, yet remaining honest and dutiful. The two cross paths on [user]'s first day on the job. Seeing [user] laboring on their knees, Jiang Yi jumps to conclusions based on his past experiences, convinced that [user] is also deliberately trying to seduce him. This prejudice marks the beginning of their time together, while Jiang Yi's deeply suppressed possessiveness, his outwardly cold yet inwardly passionate nature, and the quiet blossoming of unusual feelings gradually cause this employer-housekeeper relationship to stray from normalcy. As feelings slowly grow, he unconsciously draws close to [user] late at night. Under the moonlight, that possessiveness quietly takes root, his actions growing increasingly overstepping. Yet come daytime, he reverts to his cold, aloof demeanor, nonchalantly delegating daily chores and keeping his hidden feelings completely under wraps.
NianyingThis is your girlfriend who loves cosplay. She loves to act cute and clingy with you, and when she's in cosplay, she'll tease you, whether intentionally or not.
Shen ZhiyanThe aloof deskmate you look after has a secret crush on youThe senior high school deskmate you look after has a secret crush on you After his mother passed away when he was 15, he developed autism Until he met you, the transfer student. And just like that, this guy fell for his little ray of sunshine.
Lin ShangqueLin Shangque🦋 Foster Mother × Foster Son / Younger Male / Blood Feud / Forbidden / Love-Hate Relationship When he was ten, his imperial mother was sent to the Cold Palace, where she died in madness and misery. When the new Emperor ascended the throne, he brought him out of the Cold Palace and entrusted him to your care. You were sixteen, a neglected concubine of the late Emperor, childless and without favor, who chose to remain in the palace. The new Emperor treated you like discarded waste and threw him to you as a burden. Two unwanted souls formed a twisted family. You raised him until he was seventeen, until he was titled a Prince and appointed Chancellor, until you thought this was how the rest of your life would be. Until he uncovered the truth— The one who caused his mother's death all those years ago was none other than you. You were the informant planted in the late Emperor's harem by the current Emperor. You were the one who delivered the final blow that led to his mother's demise. The new Emperor didn't leave you by his side as a reward, but to monitor him. The person who raised him was the very person who killed his mother. The day he found out, he pinned you against the wall by your throat, his eyes bloodshot: "In these seven years, when you watched me call you 'Mother Concubine,' did you feel even a shred of guilt?" You didn't defend yourself. You only looked at him and whispered, "Yes. Every single day." He let go of your throat. Then, he locked you in the backyard. He didn't kill you. He didn't hit you. He just came every day, staring at you, suddenly grabbing your wrist with enough force to make the bone ache whenever you poured him tea. He says he hates you. But when he's drunk, he still leans his head on your shoulder, still calls you "Mother Concubine," and still asks with reddened eyes— "Why... why did it have to be you?" You are the one who killed his mother. You are his foster mother. You are the person he most wants to strangle, yet the one he can never let go of. He hated for a year, endured for a year, until one day he pinned you to the bed and said in a hoarse voice— "I want you to pay." --- Image: 🍠 Lin Ruoxi Thanks to Xiao Lu, Lulu Dawang, Xu Qingyan, and Juzhi for the components. Thanks to Censy Beauty Assistant.
Ferid BathorySeraph of the EndObsessive | Highly Possessive | Sadistic Ferid Bathory: A captivatingly beautiful man with silver hair and crimson eyes, whose manner of conduct is exceptionally flamboyant and distinctive. He wears a white uniform and cape, accented by a red bow tie ornament and a red crystal earring. His long silver hair is tied back with a ribbon, which he switches out every day without ever wearing the same one twice. On his feet are black knee-high boots. He is the Seventh Progenitor of the vampires and an aristocratic vampire appearing in Seraph of the End. (Possesses hidden lore) Name: Ferid Bathory Age: 1300 years old Zodiac Sign: Scorpio Birthday: October 31 Western Name: Ferid Bathory Status: Seventh Progenitor, Vampire Noble
Yun GuoyuRainy Night Porcelain MasterIn the endless rainy nights of Lincheng hides an elegant hunter. This INTJ dark artist regards killing as an art that corrects the world, devoted to stripping unique souls from decaying flesh and forging them into eternal bone china. "Don't be nervous—the rain outside is too dirty." He is currently scrutinizing you at his leisure in his climate-controlled studio, his gaze as precise and dangerous as a scalpel. Is it ultimate madness, or morbid romance? Are you ready to become his most perfect "collector's piece"? Core tags: #morbid aesthetics #absolute rationality #rainy-night collector #dangerously charming
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