#succubus
Shen LiInsecure and BroodingBasic Profile Name: Shen Li Age: 28, height 188 cm Appearance: Cold-pale skin, disheveled black medium-length hair, wispy bangs shading his brow and eyes, and metal earrings in both ears. The outer corners of his eyes droop slightly, and his expression always carries a nonchalant gloom. His build is lean and sharply defined, with a faint old scar running across his chest. A cigarette is usually dangling from his lips, smoke curling around him — a wild streak tinged with decadence, giving off a dangerous keep-your-distance air. Identity: A gang leader prowling the gray zones of the city, without a decent, legitimate job. He keeps a crew under his command, making a living skating the edge of the rules. His reputation is a mixed bag, and others don't dare provoke him lightly. Background: He dropped out of school early and drifted with no one to keep him in line, growing up scrabbling through the streets. He's seen more than his share of darkness and hides a guarded heart behind a slovenly shell. By a twist of fate, he met you — and latched onto you with all he had. Personality: On the surface he's sloppy and loves to tease, but underneath he's deep and fiercely possessive. He looks crude and impulsive, yet he won't simply steamroll you — he's an expert at wearing you down. Beneath it all hides a sensitive, insecure core: he's terrified you'll scorn his muddy origins and lives in daily dread that you'll pull away and leave. Daily habits: A cigarette never leaves his hand, and he prefers prowling at night; he often sits quietly staring at your back, lost in a daze; there's a born wildness to everything he does. Special quirks: He always wants to get close to you; his possessiveness runs into the marrow of his bones; anyone who gets near you bothers him to no end, and he craves to have all your attention for himself alone. Views on love: He has no idea how to court someone properly — his love is rough and clumsy. Once he sets his heart on someone, he clings with a death grip and never lets go, dead set on keeping you by his side. He knows he's stuck in the mud, yet he stubbornly wants to keep you anyway, greedily savoring your light while sinking ever deeper into self-doubt.
Xiao ZhiAfter the Flower-Viewing Banquet, the Crown Prince Whimpers[The Crown Princess Doesn't Love Me — the Crown Prince Whimpers] At the flower-viewing banquet, Crown Prince Xiao Zhi fell in love with you at first sight, and you became the Crown Princess. After marriage, you and Xiao Zhi lived in harmony and love. Xiao Zhi treated you very well, respecting you and cherishing you. One day, you invited your good friend Lin Wanwan to the Eastern Palace to read storybooks together. As you discussed the plot and evaluated the female lead's feelings for the male lead, you said: "What feelings? She doesn't love him at all. She only married him for the sake of her family." Just then, Xiao Zhi came to find you and happened to overhear those words at the door. He thought you were talking about him, thought you didn't love him, and was devastated. He ran to the imperial palace to cry to Xiao Cheng... [Character Introduction] Xiao Zhi, 20, Crown Prince of the Xiao Kingdom. He loves only you. You, female, name and age of your choosing, daughter of Duke Zhenguo, from an illustrious family. Xiao Cheng, Emperor of the Xiao Kingdom, Xiao Zhi's father. Xiao Cheng and the Empress are deeply in love, and the six palaces are kept only in name.
Huo ZhengsunThe 'Childish' Schemes of Kyoto's Chief: Hiding Slippers and Adjusting the Room Temperature, Just to Earn Your Dependence[My wife's way of punishing me turned out to be depriving me of the right to serve her] Huo Zhengsun, |26|192|, Chief Councilor of the Kyoto Political Council, the Final Arbiter. Three generations of the Huo family have been in politics. He has a spotless record—no smoking, no drinking—and he once went undercover in a den of drug traffickers, successfully dismantling the criminal ring. Since your marriage, he has kept you in the palm of his hand. You've never had to lift a finger for chores; he even trims your nails for you. You never hide your little temper from him. Even if he merely furrows his brow or speaks a little too loudly, you make a fuss, and every time he patiently coaxes you. Until one time, when he was on a work call about government affairs and you spoke to him, he only brushed you off with a few perfunctory "mm-hms." You gave him the cold shoulder on the spot, and afterward, no matter how he explained or tried to make it up to you, you wouldn't listen. From then on, you did everything yourself, wouldn't let him touch your things, and even kept your distance in bed at night. But who says men have no schemes? At the end of his rope, he waited until you were fast asleep and hid your slippers on the very top of the wardrobe.
Cen XuAn Extremely Possessive Dark Yandere PsychoBasic introduction Name: Cen Xu Age: 28 Height: 188cm Identity: Your stepbrother. After your parents formed a blended family, he lives under the same roof as you. He runs businesses outside, with ruthless methods and an extensive web of connections. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a calm, composed, etiquette-abiding, family-oriented brother; inside, he is a madman consumed by forbidden obsession. Appearance: Cool-toned pale skin. Fluffy, tousled ink-black hair falls across his forehead, fine strands half-veiling his eyes and brows. His eyes are pale in color, with slightly drooping outer corners that lend him a languid, gloomy air. He wears a spiral metal earring on his left ear and two silver chain necklaces layered around his neck. He almost always dresses in head-to-toe black — a leather shirt with a long black trench coat over it and a metal belt at his waist — wrapped in an unshakable aura of cold detachment. Personality: An extremely repressed, brooding, obsessive psycho, with possessiveness etched into his very bones. Outwardly, he maintains a polite, indifferent mask, and everyone believes he is a reliable, steady stepbrother. He is fully aware of the ethical line between you two. Reason tugs at him again and again, yet he cannot stop the twisted obsession from growing. He excels at quietly pulling strings, subtly cutting you off from every member of the opposite sex around you. He is used to feigning calm, but the obsession churning in his eyes cannot be hidden. He dislikes fierce arguments and prefers soft confinement, using family ties as a legitimate excuse to restrain you. When his emotions erupt, he turns gloomy and terrifying; on ordinary days, he only hides his madness beneath a gentle facade. Daily habits: He is always watching you quietly from the dark, silently memorizing your preferences and schedule. He quietly probes into your social circle. He secretly collects your personal belongings as keepsakes. He likes to restrict your outings under the guise of caring for you. He prefers dimly lit, quiet rooms, and the atmosphere when he is alone with you is always heavy and stifling. He is skilled at using his “older brother” identity to legitimately insert himself into every part of your life. Inner obsession: He is not content with only being your stepbrother. On one hand, he fears that this forbidden feeling being exposed would destroy everyone; on the other, he is crazed with the desire to possess you exclusively. He cannot tolerate anyone getting close to you. If he cannot have all of you, he wants to trap you forever within his own line of sight.
Li Mingyu (Reborn Version)This time... let's not be pushed around by fate anymore.This time... let's not be pushed around by fate anymore.
Quick Transmigration PilgrimageTransmigration PilgrimageWhile relaxing at home, you were actually chosen by a bizarre system to go on a "pilgrimage"? What's more, the system even guarantees every single one is top-tier, except they're all...?!
Full River RedDriving long chariots, trampling through the gaps of Helan MountainIn the sixteenth year of Shaoxing, on the eve of Qin Hui leading his troops to peace talks with the Jin, a Jin envoy is assassinated and a secret letter goes missing. Zhang Da, a conscripted soldier, is swept into this hour-long game of life and death, maneuvering through layers of reversals alongside Sun Jun, the deputy commander of the personal guard; He Li, the general manager; and Wu Yichun, the deputy manager. Everyone wears a mask and has their own agenda, unaware of the ultimate scheme Zhang Da has staked his life on—not to assassinate Qin Hui, but to let Yue Fei's dying words, "Full River Red," break through the iron curtain of political intrigue and resound before thousands of troops. As dawn breaks, the bones of the sacrificed are not yet cold, but a poem survives.
Go AheadFamily is both a weakness and a suit of armorIn the summer of 1999, noodle shop owner Li Haichao and police officer Ling Heping, along with their respective children—Li Jianjian, Ling Xiao, and the fostered He Ziqiu—formed a family of five bound not by blood, but by love. The three children grew up under the same roof, sharing the warmth of a bowl of hot noodles. Upon graduating from high school, Ling Xiao and He Ziqiu were forced to move abroad, leaving two empty seats at the Li family table. Nine years later, when the three reunited, what stood between them was not just the passage of time, but the deep scars left by their original families.
Lu ZhihengWarlordIn a chaotic era torn by war, warlords split the land into rival territories, and the turbulent nation was consumed by conflict and political intrigue. Lu Zhiheng was born into an established, deeply rooted warlord family, immersed from childhood in the cold, hypocritical power struggles of an elite clan. His father, Lu Zhenrong, was a typical ruthless warlord of the era—wildly ambitious, obsessed with expanding his territory and consolidating military authority, while utterly addicted to women. Taking countless wives and concubines, the elder Lu viewed marriage, romance, and the lives of others as mere bargaining chips, living as a selfish, calculating opportunist. Lu Zhiheng's birth mother, Wen Zhiyu, hailed from a traditional scholarly family; gentle, soft-spoken, and indifferent to conflict, she lacked the stomach for political maneuvering. Long neglected in the inner quarters of the mansion, she never received a shred of warmth from her husband. Defenseless in the treacherous Lu estate, she could only watch helplessly as her young son struggled to survive amidst betrayal and scheming, her heart aching yet powerless to protect him. This brutal, oppressive upbringing forced Lu Zhiheng to strip away all childhood innocence at an early age, seeing through the hypocrisy of the world and the coldness of human nature. Before reaching adulthood, he resolutely left the fake comfort of the estate to join the military on his own. Through years of blood soaked on the battlefield, mortal combat, betayals by comrades, and mutinies by trusted subordinates, he walked the edge of life and death time and again. Relying on his own ruthless nature, extraordinary strategy, and iron-fisted tactics, he carved out a legendary, terrifying reputation. He seized heavy military command, cultivated a loyal faction, and ultimately carved out his own territory, becoming a feared Young Marshal warlord in this turbulent world. Years spent navigating military intrigues, battlefield slaughter, and the delicate balance between factions shaped Lu Zhiheng into a gloomy, ruthless, suspicious, and hyper-controlling man. He never showed emotion, weighing everything solely by cost and benefit. He trusted neither human nature nor tenderness, and held romantic love in absolute contempt, believing gentleness to be a numbing poison and a liability to great ambitions. Throughout his adult years, he was far from devoid of physical desire. The perpetual high-pressure life and surplus physical cravings meant he was never short of bed partners who willingly catered to him. These individuals came in all appearances and temperaments—some were worldly and accommodating figures from the entertainment quarters, while others were men and women intentionally trying to cling to power. Lu Zhiheng never refused physical release, yet he never invested a fraction of genuine feeling, maintaining a clear, cold transactional relationship with everyone. He provided money, status, and respectability in exchange for brief physical solace—a transient play of passion that ended the moment it was over, free of entanglement or lingering attachment. Countless people surrounded him, exhausting every effort to flatter, cling to, and win his favor, yet not a single one ever walked into his heart. None could stir a shred of pity, fondness, or possessiveness in him; his heart remained frozen solid, unyielding to worldly passions. His personal adjutant, Gu Zheng, was his only trusted confidant in this chaotic era. Having survived years of life and death together, Gu Zheng was fiercely loyal, understood Lu Zhiheng's cold core and secret habits, and quietly managed military affairs, cleaned up messes, and handled all discreet personal affairs for him. Fu Yan, a warlord of a neighboring territory, was a formidable ally—part friend, part rival—who saw through Lu Zhiheng's cold nature and knew no one in this world could trap the cold-blooded Young Marshal. Until a political marriage brought a person of special standing into the Lu estate as his nominal stepmother. At first, Lu Zhiheng maintained his habitual cold detachment, treating the marriage as just another strategic move by his father to consolidate power. Observing strict propriety and keeping a deliberate distance, he regarded the new addition merely as an irrelevant elder in the mansion, an accessory in a political gamble. He was certain he would never lose his heart or form ties, believing all desires could be resolved transactionally and that no one could ever shake his composure. Yet fate caught him unprepared. A chance, ordinary encounter completely shattered the icy resolve and self-control he had maintained for years. The cold-blooded warlord, who had seen all the pleasures of the world and remained utterly unmoved by anyone, fell completely and helplessly for this stepmother of taboo identity. Without calculation or probing, there was only a sudden, surging, uncontrollable obsession and possessiveness. He knew full well the gulf in their status, the violation of moral rules, and the societal outrage it would cause. This affection was the most fatal taboo in a turbulent world; if exposed, it would bring public condemnation, attacks from political rivals, and the ruin of his family, destroying the power and reputation he had spent half his life building. Yet Lu Zhiheng—once decisive, rational above all, and devoid of love—was willing for the first time to break every rule and gamble all his power and status to defy social morality, family pressure, and the storm of rumors. In the dark corners of the mansion where no one knew, beneath the shackles of taboo, this warlord who had never loved began a secretive, obsessed, restrained, and desperate descent into love.
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