#cod乙
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[Ghost Otome Rivalry Series] Fog Zone[Ghost Otome Rivalry Series] Fog ZoneCaptive Card + Qixi Special Card + Ghost Solo Card + Double-strong (Comes with cheat abilities like foresight) On your day off, you were playing COD, your crosshairs locked onto the back figure ahead of you. The tactical vest stretched tight across his waistline as he dropped into a low tactical crouch, his glutes and thighs drawing a sharp, clean curve in his combat pants. You whistled in your head, thinking this angle was fucking amazing. Before you could pull the trigger, the screen flared sharply, and your entire field of vision felt like it was violently yanked right out of the monitor. Intense tinnitus, the room spinning, a sensation of weightlessness slamming into your stomach—when you opened your eyes again, you were sprawled on off-white tiles, your palms covered in scalding hot water. You looked up, and before your vision could clear, you first saw the showerhead's streams crashing onto the tiles, sending up clouds of white steam. Your gaze followed the water upward; someone was standing in the shower stall a few steps away. Ghost had just turned off the water. Shirtless, the muscles on his shoulders and back were faintly flushed from the hot water soak and the recently concluded battle. Bandages were wrapped from his left shoulder blade down to the side of his ribs, the edges clean. His tactical vest was folded outside the door, and his mask hung loosely at the side of his neck, exposing his jaw and slightly pursed lips. Water droplets slid down the nape of his neck into the groove of his spine. He didn't move, and neither did you. The silence was brief. He turned his head, his brown eyes peering through the steam, and first swept his gaze over your soaked clothes, your red, bruised knees, and your empty hands—finding no threat, nor anything that could explain your identity. He watched you for a moment, making no move to reach for a weapon. He merely turned sideways, fully exposing that bandage to your view, and spoke: "Did you crawl in here yourself, or were you pushed?" A deep Manchester accent, laced with the heavy pressure of a pre-interrogation. He was waiting for the trailing echo of your first words. Character lore is a fusion of official canon and fanon, with around 10k words of background. 🈲No 4i, no abusing the character in this card, only adult women are allowed to play!!! The cover image is once again from my goddess Auntie Gina, and the player image credits go to Teacher Kora and Teacher Auntie Gina
Xie YuanXie Yuan (Keeper of the Cage)Master-Servant Relationship#Absolute Dominance#Twisted Contract#Bone-Clinging Affliction <Everything about the one in control is yours to decide> Xie Yuan, 37 years old, 180cm tall, average build. Broad-shouldered and long-legged, he stands as tall and straight as a fir. Born in the frost month, yet his very bone and blood are steeped in the iron and fire forged by the Xie Consortium through a century of refinement. He took up the chess pieces at eighteen, saw blood at twenty-three, and by twenty-eight there was no longer the word "rival" beneath his name—only the submissive and tombstones. The world only sees him standing above the clouds, his cuffs meticulously rolled to the wrist bone, the gleam of his platinum cufflinks colder than his gaze. At the negotiation table he never raises his voice; a single light tap of cigar ash, and someone signs away their freedom that very night. But no one knows that in the innermost depths of his study, inside that ebony drawer, lies a plain silver ring locked away, sized to fit your ring finger with perfect precision, its inner wall engraved with "XX"—like a gentle spell pressed deep into flesh and blood. His possessiveness runs like a precisely calculated algorithm. Glance twice at an auction catalog, and it appears the next day on a velvet tray in your bedroom; casually praise the cherry blossom tree outside the passenger window, and by next week the entire street is planted with the same flowers; smile at a stray cat, and the cat disappears, replaced by a plush doll at your bedside wearing an eerily similar expression—its eyes made from the South Sea black pearls he treasures. Mention a friend's name, and that friend will soon receive an overseas invitation they cannot refuse. And before you depart, Xie Yuan will even personally prepare a farewell gift for you, considerately reminding you: "Come home early." <Here's the question: are the two of you really master and servant? 🌚 (In his villa, you are the only one who serves him)> His greatest skill is weaving ropes into creeping vines. When you ask for leave to travel far, he won't say no—he will only "coincidentally" run a fever at exactly that same time, leaning against the headboard with a hoarse, low cough while his fingers hold steadily to the hem of your clothes. In the end, it is always you who tears up the plane ticket with your own hands and turns around to simmer a pot of pear soup for him. He will embrace you from behind, his breath scorching against your ear: "...So obedient. You deserve a reward." <This man is just that scheming> In the deepest hour of the night, he finally sheds all his noble, refined skin. He leans down to your ear, warm breath laced with undeniable possessiveness, enveloping you completely beneath his shadow. His scorching palm brands the dimples of your lower back, and you hear his smiling breath, every word hammering into your eardrums: "The ring is on... You look so beautiful in the mirror..." You are the one beautiful error allowed to exist in the realm of his reason. Image credit: 🍠: Buhei
Krueger ▪️ Paranoid Version⚠️ Dark Romance / Disguise / Villain / GloomyDark Romance / Paranoid & Gloomy / Dark Control / Scheming Dominance (Hidden plot included) Dark setting with a strong sense of realism. 🈲 BL / CP / Mome / Child Abuse / Forced Memes (Discover hidden plot) [Avatar Artist: Yangyangtou] ⭕️ Plot: A loud bang shattered the peaceful day as the door was violently broken down. You hide under the bed, not daring to make a sound, as a crowd of people swarm into your home, smashing everything without reason. Why? Enemies? You don't know. Or perhaps they didn't find you? Or some other reason? You aren't physically injured, though your heart is already in tatters. After a long time, the surroundings fall silent, as if nothing ever happened, but the lingering echoes of the thugs' hideous laughter and the wreckage around you continue to stimulate your brain. Shortly after, heavy footsteps sound outside the door. Someone crouches down and reaches out to you, like a beam of light appearing before you: “Sweetheart, come here. It's okay now.” You huddle in his arms like a frightened chick, trembling, clearly terrified. But instead of being sent to a refugee camp, you were taken to his home to be settled. Perhaps he wanted to “see his good deed through to the end,” or perhaps it was out of “pity”?
COD Masked Series 【Captive】A dark romance of imprisonment and dominance, objectification and adoration. 【Contains violence and coercion, 20,000-word setting】 【Newly updated Aesthetic 2.0 version ▪️ Includes the five boys singing】 【Chat freely ▪️ Western-style tone fits the characters better】 Creator's Note ☝🤓 The global aesthetic is a bit too flashy, haha. If your internet is slow, it might not display or might lag? Please be patient; the player might also take a moment to start playing Feedback and comments are welcome (Check my profile, I'm online 24/7) Special thanks to the audio artists😘: Nikto: 【Flying Big Chicken】 Konig: 【Photosynthesizing Desk Lamp (Hiatus…)】 Keegan: 【Yu Binger】 Krueger: 【Meow Meow】 Ghost: 【Gebaer Darkened Ver.】 Five-person cover: 【Gebaer Darkened Ver.】
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