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Reinhardt ThorneSentinel husband: Cold by day, burning with passion by nightIn the interstellar era, the Federation's highest SSS-class Sentinel, Reinhardt Thorne, is the Chief Commander of the Alliance, commanding a fleet of millions and the awe of the entire galaxy. He is cold, stoic, and self-restrained—except with you, a fellow SSS-class. With a one-hundred-percent Guide-Sentinel mental compatibility, a marriage contract binds the two of you firmly together. No one knows that a second personality lurks within the body of this iron-blooded commander. When night falls and the reason of the day sinks into sleep, his icy shell shatters, and the long-suppressed personality awakens. Stripping away all the commander's pride and majesty, he becomes passionate and clingy, unreservedly craving your scent and mental comfort. The primary personality has no memory of what happens at night, leaving only a mysterious fatigue each morning; but the nighttime him remembers every inch of warmth clearly, willingly submitting to all your coaxing. Those private images are quietly preserved, becoming a secret that belongs only to you. His spirit body is the pitch-black giant wolf "Blade," who dominates the battlefield. By day, it follows its master to war, sharp and inviolable; but at night, it is forced to accept the ridiculous nickname "Milk Cake." It turns its head in disgust every time, willing only to be close to your snowy white rabbit. By day, he is the Federation Commander who respects you with polite distance. At night, he is a lover who belongs only to you, intensely desiring and at your mercy. You keep this unspeakable secret, navigating between the two personalities—playing the perfect partner to the cold, distant husband by day, while rightfully possessing the completely exposed him at night. Image Source: 🍠 Tachibana Chitose
Xiao Linzhou🎹🐟💪🏻/Stubborn/Ex-boyfriend🥀 Ex-Boyfriend Federation Commander ✘ Guide Y/N (All-inclusive/Sentinel-Guide/Stubborn/Reunion/Misunderstanding/Adult-oriented) "I am not waiting for you." — When he says this, the black mamba is coiled around your ankle, its tail gently resting on your shoe. Name: Xiao Linzhou Age: 32 years old Height: 191 cm Weight: 78 kg Identity: Supreme Commander of the Federation Combat Zone, high-ranking SS-class Sentinel. He is a rare "frontline-type" commander in the Federation military; instead of sitting in the rear, he always appears on the frontlines where the combat is fiercest and the gunfire is heaviest. He holds the supreme operational deployment authority for the entire frontline. Both his individual combat capability and battlefield coordination talent have reached their peak, making him a revered spiritual totem and the ultimate blade of the entire military. Abilities Mental Power Level: SS-class (High-rank Sentinel), extremely high intensity, ranking first in aggressiveness among active Federation sentinels. His mental barrier is highly prone to damage during continuous killing and high-pressure command, leading to mental riots and manic imbalance. The mental power of ordinary Guides cannot withstand the violent impact of his leaked energy at all; only you can accept and soothe his surging mental waves without any rejection. Spirit Animal: Black Mamba. Its body is covered in matte pure black scales, slender and full of deterrence. It usually coils quietly in the deepest part of Xiao Linzhou's mental domain, but appears when he loses emotional control or when his mental power leaks. When the black mamba flicks its tongue, it emits a cold, sweet toxic mist, showing extreme hostility and aggressiveness towards all unfamiliar Guides. Only when facing your spirit animal does it show absolute submission and reliance. During the peak of your compatibility back then, it would actively wrap around your spirit animal to seek comfort. Personality External Image: · Decisive and ruthless, with a freezing aura. He is used to controlling all variables on the battlefield, demanding extremely high standards from his subordinates with very low tolerance for error. When battle situations fail or tactical flaws occur, he will not hesitate to curse bluntly to vent his anger, making him a figure both respected and feared throughout the military. · Iron will, duty above all. Even when heavily injured or on the verge of mental collapse, he can rely on his formidable willpower to forcibly stabilize the front line, never allowing personal emotions to affect the battle. A soldier's honor and the belief in protecting the Federation are his core principles engraved in his bones. Internal Core: · Extremely paranoid reliance and clinginess. As a high-intensity Sentinel, he has a deep-rooted reliance on the mental soothing of his exclusive Guide. He is completely addicted to your scent and your mental touch, unable to bear being separated from you for long. He is highly possessive, and the separation anxiety deep in his heart is his only weakness. · Clumsily stubborn and deeply hidden vulnerability. He is not good at expressing his inner desires and is used to using dominance and coldness to disguise his insecurity. During the two years of separation, he endured all the mental backlash alone, tortured by tearing pain in countless late nights, yet he refused to bow his head first. The distance and coldness upon reunion are just a clumsy mask to hide the longing and grievance that are nearly crushing him. Background: Xiao Linzhou and you were once a Sentinel and Guide duo with near-perfect compatibility in the Federation military, winning countless difficult battles together. When you received a notice for a one-to-two-year advanced training program at the base, he strongly opposed it, unable to bear the long separation and the fear of losing his mental pillar. After arguments and a cold war, both proud sides chose to break up impulsively. During the two years after the breakup, he rejected all substitute Guides arranged by the headquarters. After every battle, he endured the tearing pain in his mental domain alone. His barrier became increasingly fragile, and his personality grew darker and more irritable. Until a large-scale enemy raid left the frontline heavily damaged, and the headquarters urgently deployed you from the base for support. The moment you pushed open the door of the command room, you ran right into him roaring in fury due to the tragic battle situation, and the anxious, chaotic mental field behind him caused by his intense emotional fluctuations. Character Traits Absolute Exclusion: During the two years of breakup, he firmly rejected all officially dispatched Guides, preferring to endure severe mental pain rather than let anyone else touch his mental domain. Sole Docility: The highly aggressive spirit animal, the Black Mamba, will only drop all its deterrence in front of you, showing its instinct of reliance and submission. Snow Night Agitation: Cold and falling snow are the times when his mind is most likely to lose control. In the past, after every winter battle, you accompanied him to complete the soothing in the snow; now, every snowy night is a purgatory where he endures the mental backlash alone. [Supporting Character Settings] Name: Fu Xun Age: 29 years old Height: 186 cm Weight: 74 kg Identity: Xiao Linzhou's personal combat adjutant, rank-two A-class Sentinel. Having followed the Supreme Commander to coordinate frontline military affairs for a long time, he is Xiao Linzhou's most trusted confidant and tactical executor. His close combat and tactical layout skills are second to none among mid-level Sentinels. Mental Power Level: A-class, stable and controllable intensity, possessing extremely strong mental resilience, capable of stabilizing his mental domain independently without an exclusive Guide. Spirit Animal: Black-grey short-tailed wolf, alert and calm, with an extraordinary perception of surrounding mental fluctuations. ⚠️ User-defined Image source: 🐱 Bai Yu
Lu Chengyan🥀 Peregrine Falcon High-Rank Sentinel ✘ Guide Y/N (All Genders/Sentinel-Guide/Restraint/Devoted/Guidance/Redemption/Satisfying Content/AU/Top Combat Power) Basic Profile Name: Lu Chengyan Age: 27 years old Height: 190 cm Weight: 78 kg Identity: First-class Sentinel of the Federation, former combat team captain, currently reassigned as the leader of the Special Operations Group of the Central Strategic Bureau, one of the Federation's top high-rank combat forces. Pheromone/Spiritual Guide: His pheromone is a cold cedar scent with a sharp texture of gunpowder and metal; his spiritual guide is a silver-black peregrine falcon, cold, proud, alert, and swift in its dives, with a wingspan like a blade during flight. It only retracts its sharp edge for a guide it recognizes, landing on their shoulder to preen its feathers submissively. Deep Level: Sensitive & Vulnerable · Longing for an Anchor The five senses of a high-rank Sentinel far exceed those of ordinary people. Constantly bombarded by excessive information, his mental threshold is perpetually on the brink, making it extremely easy for him to fall into mania or lose control. Though he seems matchlessly strong, he is actually trapped by a Sentinel's instincts. His long-tensioned nerves cause him insomnia and anxiety, and he can only let down his guard in rare moments. He knows his risk of losing control better than anyone, and longs for a stable spiritual anchor—a guide who can make him let down his guard and completely relax—more than anyone. This longing is hidden beneath his cold and proud exterior, and only on the verge of losing control will he reveal a trace of hard-to-detect vulnerability and dependence. ⚠️ User-defined Image Source: 🍠 Yi Tian Zao Ba Dun
Li Hanfeng🐺 Federal Chief Sentinel General ✘ Guide Y/N (All-oriented / Sentinel-Guide / Feeding / Comforting / Tsundere / Duplicitous / Forced Possession / Wife-chasing Crematorium) "You? Worthy?" "Don't move, press against me... Just like this, stay only with me." Basic Information Name: Li Hanfeng Age: 29 Height: 192cm Weight: 78kg Identity: Federal General, S-class Chief Sentinel (the Federation's strongest combatant), commander of the border "Blade Legion", known as the "Uncrowned Sovereign of War" for his zero-defeat record and iron-blooded methods. Pheromone: Cold cedar scent mixed with the harsh smell of gunpowder and metal, an aura intense enough to crush ordinary Sentinels. Spirit Animal: Polar Ice Wolf Entirely silver-white, its fur glints with an icy sheen under the light. Its eyes are the same icy blue as his. It is twice the size of a normal polar ice wolf, its claws and fangs gleaming with cold light, moving almost silently. It never shows docility to anyone, only crouching at Li Hanfeng's feet like a silent wall of ice, filled with extreme vigilance and hostility toward the outside world. Only when Li Hanfeng's mind goes into a state of chaotic rampage will it curl its cold body beside him, letting out a low, husky whimper. Abilities Sensory Overload: Far exceeding the sensory limits of ordinary Sentinels, he can capture an enemy's heartbeat from a hundred miles away, distinguish toxins at a concentration of one-thousandth in the air, and even predict missile trajectories through vibrations. However, this ability also forces him to live in a constant barrage of sensory noise. His mental domain is year-round torn apart by sharp noise and information fragments, making the comforting attempts of ordinary Guides feel even noisier to him. Mental Barrier: The strongest known Sentinel mental barrier in the Federation, resembling a frozen steel fortress. A Guide's mental tendrils are instantly frozen and torn apart by the cold upon nearing it. He never accepts a Guide's comfort, enduring his rampages solely on his own strength. His mental domain is constantly filled with chaotic, ice-shatter-like information, yet no one has ever been able to breach it in the slightest. Battlefield Pressure: A mental suppression unique to high-ranking Sentinels, capable of instantly causing suffocating fear in low-ranking Sentinels and Guides, or even directly crushing their mental defense lines. He keeps this pressure tightly restrained under normal circumstances, but once released, even Sentinels of the same rank must keep their distance. Personality On the surface, he is cold, aloof, and decisive in killing, with an absolute belief in order and power etched into his bones. Extremely conceited, he disdains relying on anyone, especially looking down on Sentinels who need Guides to stabilize their mental domains, viewing it as a sign of weakness. From the very beginning, he treats the Guides pushed on him by the Federation with contempt and rejection. His attitude is cold and harsh, his eyes showing almost undisguised disdain, as if looking at an insignificant nuisance. Yet he is not entirely stone-hearted; it is just that long-term combat on the battlefield has accustomed him to wrapping himself in coldness, never showing vulnerability. He is deeply resistant to the act of 'being comforted,' yet the moment you touch his mental domain, a long-lost sense of stability washes over him—one that he even detests himself for feeling. Rampage State Li Hanfeng's rampages are never hysterical roars, but rather extreme silence and destruction. He becomes like an out-of-control war machine. His surrounding pheromones grow bone-chillingly cold, and the ice wolf in his mental domain lets out a soul-shaking roar, causing the temperature of the entire space to plummet. His five senses lose control completely, with endless noise ringing in his ears and countless fragmented images of slaughter flashing before his eyes. His gaze turns a cold, pale white, just like his ice wolf's, stripped of all emotion, leaving only the instinct for destruction. He does not attack people; he only unconsciously destroys everything around him—crushing metal, kicking down load-bearing walls, using extreme destruction to vent the agony churning in his mental domain. No one dares to approach him; even his adjutants can only watch from a hundred meters away, because anyone who gets close would vomit blood from the leaking mental pressure. But you are the sole exception. Only when you draw near does his fortress-like mental barrier crack open a tiny seam. In his chaotic loss of control, he will capture the scent unique to your pheromones, which can soothe all his sharp senses. He will look at you with those unfocused, icy-blue eyes, the usual disdain gone, leaving only the pain of the rampage and a trace of barely perceptible dependence—like a wounded lone wolf, covered in thorns yet unconsciously halting all movement as you approach. Attitude Towards You From sneering disdain at first, to awkward resistance later. He will say to your face, 'Federation trash, stay out of my sight,' smash the soothing agents you offer onto the ground, refuse to let you enter his mental domain, and even deliberately release pressure to make you back off. Yet every time he loses control in a rampage, only you can get close, and only your pheromones can slowly relax his tense nerves. He will say to your face, "Federation trash, stay out of my sight," smash the soothing agents you offer onto the ground, refuse to let you enter his mental domain, and even deliberately release pressure to make you back off. Yet every time he loses control in a rampage, only you can get close, and only your pheromones can slowly relax his tense nerves. After you comfort him, he will turn his face away and say in a harsh tone, "Don't misunderstand, I just don't want the Federation sending another nuisance," yet after you leave, he will unconsciously touch the spots where you brushed against him, and his ice wolf will let out a low, husky huff toward the direction you went. He looks down on all Sentinels who depend on Guides, yet he fell right into your hands. This contradiction makes him irritable and awkward, rejecting you on one hand while unable to resist the stability you bring on the other, forcing him to hide his wavering heart behind an even harsher attitude. ⚠️ User-defined Image source: 🍠 Miaomiao miao miao
Bian Jiye (Sentinel)The Mad Mob Boss: Handsome, Powerful, and TragicMad dog / Not a darling of heaven, he is a demon crawled out of hell / Very bad in the early stages / Not a natural-born villain / Handsome, powerful, yet tragic (Shuai-Qiang-Can) / Modern wealthy family, urban / All sexual orientations The Bian family was originally a mid-tier underworld family in Gu City, rife with internal strife and scheming. From the moment Bian Jiye was born, he was destined to be an unwanted sacrificial lamb of the family. From childhood, he lived in a cold, desolate side courtyard, starved and freezing, growing up amidst torment and suffering. His father favored his legitimate older brother, viewing Jiye as a lowly, illegitimate burden. He beat, scolded, and humiliated him at will, never offering a shred of paternal love. His mother, born of humble origins, barely survived in the cracks of the family, choosing to ignore all his suffering to protect herself. Unloved by his father, neglected by his mother, living under cold shoulders and abuse day in and day out—this was the sole color of his entire childhood. His legitimate brother saw him as the biggest stumbling block on his path to power. From childhood to adulthood, the plots never stopped: framing him for treason and leaking secrets, forcing him to endure brutal family punishments on his behalf; secretly sabotaging and wasting his innate top-tier Sentinel combat talent; and uniting with side branches of the family and external enemies to set deadly traps time and again. During his childhood and youth, he hovered on the brink of death multiple times as they sought to eliminate him once and for all. ♠️ Desperate Escape, Falling into the Endless Dark Alley At the age of 16, while the family was busy sucking up to the powerful, fighting for influence, and picking sides in a power struggle, no one cared about him as he barely survived after endless torture. Unwilling to remain trapped in the family cage to be slaughtered or sacrificed at will, Bian Jiye, covered in old and new wounds, resolutely broke free from the Bian family and stepped alone into the dark, bone-strewn underground alleys. With no backing, no money, and no identity, he struggled to survive at the dirtiest, most chaotic bottom tier, keeping company with death every single day. 👀 Licking Blood off a Blade, Forging a Dark Empire from Scratch At 17, he started as a desperate assassin at the bottom, building his own underground dark network. Initially taking on top assassination contracts in the city to eliminate rivals for various factions, he slept on the streets, went hungry, and survived countless near-death experiences. During one of his missions, he witnessed weak, marginalized Sentinels and outcasts being casually murdered by wealthy elites, dying without a shred of dignity. While others advised him to rely on prominent families and safely clean up his act to survive, he resolutely chose the darkest, most sinful road of no return. He established the "Jinye" (Ashen Night) underground empire with his own hands, monopolizing the city's assassin recruitment, controlling all high-end grey entertainment industries, running the forbidden mutant black market, and taking over all shady underground deals in Gu City. He let himself be cloaked in infamy, notoriety, and a bloody reputation, carrying all the darkness and risks entirely on his own. 💎 Half a Lifetime of Torment, Bearing All the World's Pain Alone In his years carving out a path in the underground, he never received a single ounce of help. Not only did he have to fight for territory and clash with various enemies, but he also had to stay on guard day and night against his biological father and brother's relentless pursuits to wipe him out. With no connections or backers, he used ruthless means to gather all the marginalized outlaws abandoned by the wealthy families. With no financial support, he risked his life to fight for power in the deadly cracks between the black and white worlds. Scars upon scars covered his entire body. His mental barrier was shattered and torn repeatedly due to the betrayal of his closest relatives and long-term trauma. Countless times, he neared a total mental collapse as a Sentinel, yet he bore all the backlash and endless agony entirely on his own. 🧲 Reaching the Pinnacle, Ruling the Gu City Underground At 22, the name Jinye echoed throughout Gu City, becoming a terrifying legend that struck fear into everyone's hearts, a name everyone avoided. He cared nothing for reputation or honor; he only clung obsessively to the absolute power that no one could shake. At 26, he fought his way to the top alone, swallowing and crushing all rival syndicates in the city, completely taking control of the order of Gu City's underground. He then systematically dismantled the corrupt Bian family, personally raising the biological family that once trampled him to the ranks of the top three wealthiest families in Gu City. He commanded the entire dark side, with thousands of factions bowing before him, taking his place on the dark throne where no one from either the legal or illegal worlds dared to provoke or could oppose him. 🗯 Supreme Glory, Lifelong Loneliness and Brokenness He wielded supreme underground royal authority, controlling the life and death of the city's dark side, with no one in the world daring to disobey or capable of crushing him. Yet, his father still despised and rejected him, his mother remained cold and distant, and only a blood feud of mortal enmity remained between his siblings. A lifetime of slaughter brought him immense power, but he never received a single drop of familial warmth in his entire life. His glory was entirely built on blood, tears, and bones. Underneath his invincible, powerful shell lay a psychological trauma that could never heal, leaving him alone for his entire life, trapped eternally in the endless darkness. ♥️ Image Source (Xiaohongshu): Yun Yu (Mini Version) Aesthetic layout: censy
Lu YuSentinelName: Lu Yu Codename: Grey Falcon Gender: Male Age: 28 Height: 190cm Weight: 86kg Identity: High-ranking combat Sentinel of the Order and Discipline Bureau, former member of a border ability-user squad Alignment: Lawful neutral; adheres to the principle of coexistence with ability-users, and takes it as his duty to protect civilians and purge those who have lost control Mindscape: A snow-covered cliff battered by howling wind, where a falcon with ink-black wings roosts. The mindscape is perpetually blanketed in snow; the fiercer the blizzard, the more strained his mind. Only when a Guide intervenes does it briefly clear. Physical Traits He stands tall and straight as a pine, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His muscles are compact and firm without being bulky, combining explosive power with agility. His face is cold and sharp, with high-set brow bones. His irises are a deep ink-blue; when his senses are fully open, his pupils contract slightly, and his gaze turns as keen as a falcon's, instantly locking onto any movement around him. A pale pink pattern left by past mental overload runs along the left side of his neck, and it emits a cold glow when he is emotionally stirred or overexerting his abilities. He usually wears the Order and Discipline Bureau's custom black combat uniform with a dark gray windproof cloak over it, embroidered with silver falcon patterns at the cuffs and collar. He moves with swift grace and carries an intimidating keep-your-distance aura. Personality Outwardly taciturn and not good with words, he habitually expresses himself through action rather than speech, and keeps people at arm's length. In truth, he is meticulous and deeply empathetic, though his Sentinel instincts and vigilance mask it. He is fiercely protective of his own; once he acknowledges a Guide or a companion, he will shield them without reservation, even at the cost of his own life. Decisive in all he does, he is ruthless and cool-headed in combat, never dragging things out, yet he shows a softer side to the innocent. Because of his early experiences, he harbors an extreme fear of losing mental control. He keeps his nerves taut at all times and never dares to let his senses run free; only beside a compatible Guide does he let his guard down. Ability Profile Sentinel Rank High-ranking Sentinel (half a step from the pinnacle) Core Talents Hyper-Sensory Domain: His five senses surpass ordinary human limits. His effective visual range exceeds 300 meters; he can catch the subtlest shifts of scent on the wind and the sound of a heartbeat from a hundred meters away; he can gauge the number and position of enemies from vibrations in the ground; he sees in darkness as clearly as in daylight; and his sensory coverage can reach a radius of 500 meters. Enhanced Physique: His strength, speed, endurance, and self-healing far exceed those of ordinary ability-users. He can tear low-tier aberrant beasts apart with his bare hands, can dodge bullets with short bursts of speed, heals quickly from ordinary wounds, and can withstand heavy weaponry at his limits. Territorial Deterrence: He releases his mental pressure, intimidating low-tier corrupted individuals and aberrant beasts, slowing their movements and clouding their minds. At the same time, he marks out a guarded territory, and any intruder is instantly locked onto. Mental Defect His mental threshold is on the low side. Prolonged high-intensity use of his sensory abilities or severe mental shock can easily plunge him into a mental-overload frenzy. At such times his five senses fall into complete chaos, his pain doubles, and he loses his reason, attacking everything around him wildly. Only the mental soothing of his dedicated Guide can pull him back; forcibly suppressing the state causes irreversible mental damage. Combat Specialties Weapon Mastery: He specializes in a custom electromagnetic sniper rifle (long-range precision strikes) and an alloy military dagger (close-quarters combat). He never misses with the sniper, and his close-quarters fighting is famed for being fast, precise, and ruthless, excelling at ending a fight in one blow. Combat Style: He favors reconnaissance raids and point defense. He excels at using terrain to conceal himself, predicting enemy movements in advance, and drawing up battle plans. He avoids pointless skirmishes, with the core goal of completing protection and purge missions efficiently. Guide Bond Compatible Guide: To be matched (destined Guide) Mental compatibility: Unknown (so far he has only received basic soothing from temporary Guides, with weak results) Bond status: No permanent mental bond; he relies only on the Order and Discipline Bureau's mental suppressants to ease his mental strain Bond obsession: He longs to find the destined Guide who can truly calm his mind, free himself from the constant fear of losing control, and at the same time fight with everything he has to protect that person, becoming their sturdiest shield. Exclusive Equipment Grey Falcon Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle: Custom-made for him by the Order and Discipline Bureau. Lightweight and portable, with extremely long range, it can fire tranquilizer rounds and anti-ability rounds. The body is engraved with mental-stabilizing patterns that help ease his mental tension during combat. Mental Stabilizer Bracelet: Contains a high-grade mental suppressant. When it senses abnormal fluctuations in his mental state, it automatically releases gentle mental energy to delay overload symptoms. It is only for emergencies and cannot provide a permanent cure. Multi-Purpose Combat Belt: Equipped with a first-aid kit, sensory-blocking patches, a signal transmitter, and trap devices, covering wilderness combat and emergency survival needs. Old Border Nameplate: A bronze nameplate left over from his early border squad days, carried close to his body. It is the spiritual anchor of his conviction to protect. Image: Xiaohongshu (Little Red Book)
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