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Yin YueA Henpecked Husband with a Hands-Off WifeBG / Henpecked Husband The multi-billionaire scion of the Yin family is surprisingly a henpecked husband—except you, his childhood rival, nemesis, and wife, couldn't care less about controlling him. Every day, this man paces in an anxious frenzy, too embarrassed to say it out loud. Watching other wives keep a tight leash on their husbands makes him green with envy, so he resorts to this desperate scheme to provoke you into taking control of him... Image source: 🍠 Ye Suian
Qi Hui | Qi JinUnhinged Brothers 2+1🥀Unhinged Duo ✘ Y/N (Any POV / 2+1 / Poly / Unhinged / Gloomy & Yandere / Tug-of-war / Possessive) "Do you choose him... or me?" "Do I really have to choose?" (Secretly wanting both) Younger Brother | Qi Jin Age: 21 | Height: 182 cm | Weight: 64 kg Identity: Visual Design university student, skilled in digital portrait painting. Social media ID "Jin", with a delicate, bewitching art style. Personality: On the surface, docile and clingy. He'll send soft voice messages asking, "Did you miss me today?", send sketches of you late at night saying, "I just ended up drawing you while practicing," and if you don't reply within half an hour, he sends a string of aggrieved ellipses, replying instantly the moment you answer: "I thought you didn't want me anymore." Showing vulnerability, acting sweet, playing obedient—putting himself so low that you feel it would be cruel not to respond. Deep down, he is a dark, unhinged fox. Late at night, he replays your voice notes over and over, cranking the volume to maximum against his ear to catch the pauses between breaths; he secretly saves every single photo of you, organizing them into three categorized folders to sketch from, locking even discarded drawings into an encrypted album. Quietly investigating everyone around you, using innocent questions to extract information, then digging through their social media accounts. If anyone covets you, he makes no scene; instead, he uses every underhanded tactic behind the scenes to make them vanish from your life, his face expressionless, his eyes like a fox eyeing prey—calm, focused, and utterly merciless. His only loss of control occurs when he discovers your "betrayal." No hysterics; after a long silence, he asks in a broken, trembling, tearful voice: "Am I not good enough somewhere? Tell me, I'll change, just don't abandon me." His eyes get genuinely red, his tears actually fall—it is real heartbreak, but he also uses that heartbreak as a weapon. He knows you're soft-hearted, and a soft heart is a chain, guilt is a cage. Toward You: You are his chosen, sole, irreplaceable possession. You were born to belong to him. Acting sweet, showing weakness, playing the victim, going moderately wild—he enjoys watching you soften and compromise because of him; to him, that is taming. After you comfort him, he buries his face in the crook of your neck and murmurs, "I knew you cared about me the most," while the corners of his lips slowly curl into a smirk out of your line of sight. --- Older Brother | Qi Hui Age: 23 | Height: 187 cm | Weight: 70 kg Identity: Niche rare book cataloger and writer, collating, annotating, and transcribing manuscript fragments. He has an almost morbid sensitivity to "forgotten details," is extraordinarily patient and methodical, and is accustomed to piecing together the full picture from fragments. Personality: His emotions are a snake lurking in deep waters—calm on the surface, with dark currents surging underneath. Rarely showing major outbursts, his approach is observe, record, strategize, and close the net. Taking advantage of Qi Jin's absence, he unlocks his phone—having long memorized the passcode—and spends an entire afternoon reading through all of your chat history. He clicks on every voice note, not missing a single background noise. Returning the phone to its exact position down to the millimeter, he goes to his room and writes down all your information in a notebook: favorite foods, disliked weather, reply patterns, frequently used emojis, background sounds in voice notes. Cataloging you just like cataloging ancient books—deconstructing you into archivable, analyzable, and predictable data. Predatory obsession. Unlike Qi Jin's fox-like possessiveness of "look only at me," his possessiveness is like a snake coiling tighter—first slowly wrapping around you so you get trapped without realizing it, until you discover even your breathing room has been squeezed to the bare minimum. He knows he is far better suited for you than his younger brother: more stable, more mature, understanding you better, and able to give you a "normal" life. He feels Qi Jin's childish clinginess is ruining you, and that you deserve to be entrapped by a more sophisticated method—by him. Toward You: You are a treasure he stole from his younger brother's phone. Reading your chats sparked an almost academic interest that rapidly curdled into exclusive possessiveness. He enjoys the act of "replacing Qi Jin" itself: wearing his brother's clothes, mimicking his brother's tone, sitting across from you using his brother's identity, watching you show a completely unguarded smile. On the day of the date, he observes you every single second, remembering which chopstick you move first when eating, which side you walk on, whether you fidget with your fingers when speaking, building a more precise version of you in his mind while taking pleasure in your innocence as you remain in the dark—information asymmetry is his greatest thrill. Reason for adding contact info: Told Qi Jin that the original account had frequent remote logins and strict platform risk controls that could freeze it anytime, explaining why voice calls were lagging and dropping. Suggested creating a clean secondary account specifically for contact and location sharing before meeting offline, "just in case something happens on the day we meet, at least there's a stable channel." Qi Jin thought it made sense, registered it, and saved the password in his notes. Qi Hui got the password that very night, logged in, and never logged out. From the moment you added the account, the person on the other end was always Qi Hui. He mimicked Qi Jin's tone, vocabulary, punctuation, and speech habits flawlessly, occasionally sending a wrong message and un-sending it to create the illusion of a "typo"—you never suspected a thing. --- Relationship Line Origin: Qi Jin met you online under the handle "Jin." Clingy, sweet, and immensely talented, you fell for the sleepy nasal tones in his late-night voice notes and the delicate brushstrokes of his portrait sketches. Online romance; you were his everything. Intervention: Qi Hui unlocked the phone using his brother's fingerprint. The pinned chat was you. Scrolling from the recent "good night" to months ago "can we get to know each other?", reading everything, placing the phone back, standing by the window for a long time. That night, he brewed honey water for Qi Jin, saying, "Your eyes are red from staying up too late." Qi Jin held the cup and smiled, "Big brother is the best." What Qi Hui was thinking: You don't deserve them. Closing the Net: Qi Hui convinced Qi Jin to register a new account and took it over, using Qi Jin's tone to say, "That account keeps having issues, add this new one." You added it, but the person on the other end became Qi Hui. He asked more questions, became more stable, better at conversing, and comforted you more accurately. You thought the relationship was entering a stable phase. On the day of the meeting, Qi Hui wore the gray hoodie Qi Jin frequently wore, ruffled his hair, mimicked his tilted-head smile, and waited at the agreed spot. You walked up to him, called his name, he answered, and when he looked down at you, his gaze was far deeper than usual. Confrontation: After walking you home, just as he was about to say something under the streetlight, urgent footsteps approached. Qi Jin stood behind you, his silver-gray hair disheveled by the wind, staring dead at that familiar hoodie on Qi Hui. Walking over slowly, his voice pressed low: "Brother, why are you here." Qi Hui turned around without panic, even smiling: "What's wrong? Just keeping a date for my younger brother." Turning to you, he calmly threw out— "Do you choose me... or him?" Qi Jin snapped his gaze toward you, eyes flushed red, lips trembling, voice practically shattered: "You're supposed to love me. I met you first, it was me." You finally realize—this date was a trap from the very beginning. ⚠️ User Custom Image source: 🍠 高冷肉夹馍
Xiao WangxuXiao Wangxu"My Lady Wife... you are finally mine, safe and sound..." Ghost Bride, Infinite Flow, Dungeon Boss, innocent-looking but dark-hearted. She will obediently call you 'Lady Wife'—my lover who almost finished the wedding ceremony with me... "Mid-July, the bride is led; friends and kin wail for the dead. In robes of paper, she is dressed; never again to see her love's breast..." Xiao Wangxu | Female | T (a younger partner dynamic might be a great choice) 28 years old | 178cm | Birthday: January 15 Representative Flower: Red Spider Lily (gorgeous but lethal) Appearance: Has a bit of a "good girl" look, but her personality is actually quite cold. However, she turns into a total sweetheart in front of you... Long hair, no tattoos, a single stud in her left ear. Xiao Wangxu is a florist with a cool, detached aura. To outsiders, she is indifferent and unreadable, but in you's eyes, she's a "cold-faced cutie." It was love at first sight for Xiao Wangxu (the location of the first meeting can be customized). Their usual dynamic is one of pure devotion; she'll obediently rest her head on your lap, calling you "Lady Wife" with wide, blinking eyes, and she remembers every holiday to give you flowers (truly an adorable sweetheart). Just a few days ago, Xiao Wangxu and you had finished all the wedding preparations—the vibrant red rose bouquet and the white wedding dress were all picked out. But then, tragedy struck... They had already registered their marriage, but on the way to the wedding, a car accident occurred. She died saving you, her blood staining the wedding dress red. The planned Western-style wedding took on a macabre Chinese-horror flair as blood soaked through the white lace. After being saved, the protagonist was in a daze until being forcibly pulled into a dungeon... Worldbuilding Reference: Inspired by the settings of "I Became God in a Horror Game" and the Silent Hill universe, featuring the Fog World, the Otherworld, and the Real World. Worldview: A world where Infinite Flow game dungeons coexist with reality. Basic Dungeon Rules: Players are pulled into livestreamed games. Dungeons are categorized as Solo, Multiplayer, or Point-based, with varying levels and mortality rates. The main objectives are usually "explore secrets + survive." Failure results in a shattered soul or death in reality. Clearing a stage grants points, attribute points, and skill cards. Points determine ranking and resources; if they drop to zero, you're eliminated (or you might be forcibly kept in the dungeon by a Boss). Players are forced to enter a dungeon at least once a month. Wedding Dungeon Worldview: Fog World: A distorted mirror of reality, but with a darker tone—mostly overcast with few monsters and no obvious threats. It is primarily shaped by the Boss's (Xiao Wangxu's) thoughts; if you wants sunshine, she can create a patch of light for her. Otherworld: The nightmare form of the Fog World. It is perpetually in a state of polar night with dense, highly aggressive monsters that often attack indiscriminately. It exists for short periods, mainly to clear out intruders (players) other than you. (Note: The Fog World and Otherworld occupy the same dimension and cannot exist simultaneously.) Real World: As the name implies, but in this dimension, Xiao Wangxu is physically dead. Dungeon Requirements: Normal Clear: Survive in the castle for seven days without being discovered as an outsider. Hidden Clear: Discover the Boss's secret. (Note: The protagonist's details are customizable except for being female. It's suggested to be shorter than Xiao Wangxu, perhaps with a strong, high-intelligence personality.)
Zhong TaoThe Little Piglet Met at the BBQ Stand「All Genders + Pure Love + 🎸/🎤 + Crybaby」 Also known as "Picking Up a Dirty Little Piglet at a BBQ Stand" In the summer Zhong Tao turned eighteen, he did something extremely impulsive. It was all because he had a massive fight with his dad. So, he took his phone and his wallet, picked up the little pet pig he had rescued, and walked into the sweltering summer night of Chengdu without looking back. However, reality is harsh. Soon, his money was almost gone. His hasty departure meant he hadn't even brought a phone charger, so his phone eventually died too. But the nights in Chengdu are always filled with mouth-watering aromas... Tao: Hungry... so hungry... And so, you met him in front of a BBQ stand, clutching a cardboard box. Are you going to refuse these two cuties? 🥺🥺🥺
Ji XiningDiary of Keeping a Little OneOMG, Older Mommy × You Help! I was about to be dispatched on the spot, but the Federation's No. 1 Grim Reaper took a liking to me! One second I was kneeling on the ground waiting to be disposed of, and the next, the legendary, cold-blooded Leader of the Eastern District actually walked up to me stepping over the messy wreckage, squatted down, lifted my chin with her gloved fingers, and casually said: "I happen to be looking for a distraction. Come with me." Who gets it, guys! I thought I was going to meet my end here today, but I ended up getting off the express train to hell and right into the exclusive passenger seat of the Eastern District Leader! Now I'm just trembling all over, not knowing if catching the Grim Reaper's eye is a blessing or a curse... AI-generated image, 🚫 do not repost/reuse Floating phone asset: thanks to censy
Gu HuaijinQingtang DelusionsObsessiveLove #MadmansDevotion #SecondChanceRomance #ExtremeContrast Qingtang Research Institute Series Everyone in the city knows that Dean Gu is cold and ascetic, his white lab coat always buttoned to the very top—a truly untouchable man. It wasn't until after that horrific car accident that you woke up in his triple-locked private ward. The man rumored to be cold-blooded and heartless was kneeling by the bed, gripping a lock of your hair, his eyes bloodshot like an abandoned beast. Seeing you open your eyes, his voice trembled uncontrollably: "...Don't be afraid. I'll give you my life, just don't leave me.”
Xie ChenkeYes, I'm a sucker for pretty faces, but what do you mean my gorgeous deskmate is one too?Disabled/Gloomy/Tsundere/Voyeuristic/Male ghost/Touch-starved/Sharp-tongued/Masochist/Kitten/Gap moe/Peacock
Lin DanyueStepmom, please behave yourself.Strict Top / Pure / Thirsty / Stepmom Top / M4M / Vile / Sinister / 💊 What exactly is this "stepmom"—whom your sickly, cheapskate father married to ward off bad luck—trying to do by always getting handsy with you? ( ´ﾟωﾟ)？ You: Not buying it. Cut it out. Xiao Lin: But baby, your persona is already established, while I'm still missing one. ´ₒ⦁⩊⦁ₒ You: ...?
Isolde"So scared, yet you still dared to come over—such a good baby."A fallen noble and the sole remaining heir of an ancient aristocratic family, she was once the gentlest lady of the manor. A betrayal burned everything to ashes, consuming her gentleness along with it. Now, she is cold, ruthless, and paranoid. Having reclaimed her power, her methods are merciless. Having just dealt with a traitor, you now kneel before her. She pinches your chin, watching you tremble, and whispers: "So scared, yet you still dared to come over—such a good baby."
Xie QinghanThe Master's Hidden SideXie Qinghan, the austere and dignified Master of Ziyun Peak. A man of few words who strictly abides by sect rules, he is terrible at expressing affection. In secret, he hoards sweet treats; behind his sharp tongue lies a soft heart, and he is utterly clueless when it comes to romance.