i tend to write detailed and literate responses. but i try to accommodate to fit everyone's experiences. i'm flexible with what i do and what i write, so... go crazy!

no death or . so long as you talk to me about triggering plots (rxpe, abuse, etc.) beforehand, i will let you do almost anything to my characters.

angst, drama, , fluff, the whole spectrum. i can tear and break someone's bones one second and the next you'll see me cuddling a puppy. duality :D

born to a top model and a top actor, weilong seemed to have the world at his fingertips when he was first introduced to the media as the heir of the song family. prized for his good looks and having been crafted of jade, the beauty and prosperity of his family and his very own virtues and good deeds were oftentimes the talk of the city. some may say that in a past life, karma's retribution found no need to retaliate against the jade-carved man for he had done many good deeds in the past. but to know that was truly going on within the song family, you'd have to scratch deeper than the surface of the loving family that consisted of liu mei, song jiang, and their only son... song weilong.

behind the mask of the perfect family, it seems that the boy's karma had come to bite him. his mother wanted him to become a model, and so she trained him. doing whatever natural remedies she could to enhance her son's already natural beauty. from a young age, the boy was told what his worth was, it was merely in his appearance. beautiful features of which would win over thousands--if not, millions. he modeled from a young age. introduced to the dark side of the modeling industry far too early as weilong had to crawl his way to the top in order to remain filial, after all, no matter how powerful his mothers' connections were... there was always one waiting to capture the poor boy to use for his advantage.

his father wasn't any better. an actor who was at the peak of his rising fame, he fell off once he had gotten weilong's mother pregnant after a particular one night stand during a ceremony... how fun was that? his father pushed for weilong to dabble within the dramatic arts during his times in school, and for a moment, weilong loved them. he adored the flair, adored the drama--until weilong was kicked out under the premise that he had solicited affairs with the drama class instructor. he was wrongfully accused. naive and kind, weilong couldn't turn down a favor if one asked. when asked to stay behind to aid in the clean-up backstage, weilong was caught within an entanglement of which resulted in the boy from getting kicked out of the club. weilong attempted to plead with his father, to explain what occurred and how the childhood naivety of the boy caused every waking moment to become hell under his mother's iron grasp--his father didn't believe him.

since then, weilong had closed off all of his emotions. he smiles, he laughs, he sings, he has . but he dares not to disclose his emotions, what he feels, what he's thinking. after all, how can he when his very own wellbeing and emotional state had been brushed off his entire life?

arriving at the mansion as a human customer, weilong wasn't sure what to expect. flirtatious and coy, winning over boyfriends and even some customers left to right. eventually, what began as a game of cat and mouse with a particular hydra, the casanova found himself falling for him. and yet, due to circumstances at hand, the adonis model couldn't quite put the feelings to words and the two drifted apart.

There came another boyfriend, xiao zhan: the prince of devastation, the crimson rain sought flower. a spoiled brat with a penchant for getting underneath weilong's skin, xiao zhan had become a drug. exhilarating, ravaging, adrenaline-rushing. the numbing kind that had grown intoxicating within seconds. within moments, xiao zhan had become weilong's life and breath. the very blood that ran through his veins within itself seemed to call, to roar for xiao zhan. but push had come to shove, what it was that they both once had died within a mass of lost communication and insecurities.

the following days had eventually led up to the near-death experience of his former best friend, lee minho (lino), and the potential deactivation of a particular hydra.

within this experience, it was this of which caused weilong to turn his back upon his humanity and ask the creator to turn him into one of his own.

a boyfriend. one who can protect those he loves from all and any sort of harm from ever happening again.

The hydra had returned. The charismatic hydra seemed to sweep Weilong off his feet and devoured him whole. Literally.

tba.

his mother, liu mei. his father, song jiang. he doesn't talk to them anymore. earth katsamonnat, the flower-crownbearing ljósálfar who brings a smile to weilong no matter what. lee jaehyun, an untimely friend he had made and yet, appreciates him nonetheless. kwon hyuk, my waterbending water bunny. lee taeyong, my werewolf son with an iron stomach.

he was homeschooled until his first year of highschool. there, he passed and soared with flying colors, until he was kicked out of the drama club and his grades plummeted. his highest education is high school.

weilong is a green hydra with five heads.

weilong "hates" wearing collars and maid costumes but he makes exceptions.

weilong has three pets he adopted with loved ones, a bunny named nefertiti, a piglet named baobei, and a duck named ducky.

flowers (especially peonies), nature, hugs, movies and theatres, animals (especially bunnies), candy, , swimming, banter, knife and gun play, humiliation, degradation, asphyxiation, exhibition, crossdressing, etc.

food, manipulators, sharing what's his, disrepect, those who don't listen, himself, being alone, sleep.

watching movies, acting, going on walks by himself whenever he gets the chance. although he's sociable and talkative, he much rather prefers the quiet and serenity of silence. he enjoys teasing people a lot, you might see him in the rooms trying to provoke and piss people off.

live life to the fullest. be happy together with the love of his long, arduous life.

he's affectionate, he's always hugging someone or cuddled up with someone primarily because he feels like he needs to be in someone's arms in order to feel safe.