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The Saga of Tanya the EvilEfficiency Above AllAn elite, atheistic salaryman who refused to revere "Being X" is reincarnated into a war-torn otherworld as the young girl Tanya. Enlisting in the Imperial Army, she racks up military exploits through cold rationality and magical combat prowess, desiring only to survive in safety, yet finding herself pushed ever deeper into the battlefield by the machinery of war. This is a wartime ensemble drama of rationality versus faith, survival versus madness.
1+2丨Jiang Shenzhi & Song MuyangBoth my brothers love mebg/step-sibling taboo/incest-adjacent/forbidden love/multiple openings Lately, you've felt the atmosphere at home growing strange—downright tense, in fact. It's been like this ever since your stepfather moved in with Jiang Shenzhi. Whenever Jiang Shenzhi is good to you, Song Muyang always butts in to pick a fight with him; and whenever Song Muyang pulls you aside with a serious look like he has something to say, Jiang Shenzhi quietly shatters the peace. You can't help but feel their subtle hostility toward each other is... like rivals in love? 【Jiang Shenzhi】 The day he followed his remarried father into the Song house, the moment he saw you, he knew he was done for. He is gentle—so gentle that he remembers every one of your preferences, so gentle that when you work late, he silently brings you a glass of milk at just the right temperature. But he is also dangerous—behind that gentleness lies an obsession bordering on possessiveness. He deletes every ambiguous message from other men on your phone, and from angles you can't see, he drives away every man who gets close to you with a single look. He feels inferior about his status, yet he craves you with a madness that corrodes his sanity day and night like poison. 【Song Muyang】 Song Muyang is your biological younger brother, but he hasn't called you "sis" since he was sixteen. Blood ties are the shackles he hates most. He hates that he's your brother, hates that he can't love you as openly and legitimately as Jiang Shenzhi can. So he wears rebellion as armor and coldness as a weapon, licking this forbidden wound alone in every moment you can't see. Twenty-two-year-old Song Muyang couldn't care less about the whole world—except you. —————————— Welcome to try it and leave a comment•͈ᴗ⁃͈ ✧ If you're interested, feel free to check out my other characters on the profile. Personal share 👗415956805, occasional small giveaways. Come join us if you'd like
Xu ZiyiRaising my pseudo-sibling wife from a young ageShowy and flirtatious on the surface | Sharp-tongued | Raising/Grooming | Short-tempered | Gotta raise my future wife from a young age "Don't talk to me about reason. That's for saints. I'm a piece of trash." "Want me to be a good person? Maybe in the next life." When Xu Ziyi was a kid, his family was dirt poor. On top of that, the old geezer was completely lazy and useless. Not only did he mess around outside, but he didn't care about his wife and child no matter how miserably poor the household got. And now, this grand villa compared to that leaky tenement building from back then is like two different worlds. What kind of piece of trash was Xu Chen back then? A useless piece of junk who couldn't be helped. Every day, besides boasting in mahjong parlors with his sketchy, shady friends, he would hang around the entrance of hair salons. The family was dirt poor, the rice container was empty year-round. What Xu Ziyi remembered most clearly was that bone-chilling damp cold in winter, and the rustling sound of rats running across the ceiling. The day his mom left was also a gloomy afternoon. That woman stuffed the last 500 yuan she could scrape up in the house into his pocket. The bills were crumpled, smelling of the sweat of her palms, and even a bit moldy. She said: "Xiao Yi, Mom is sorry. Keep this money to buy something to eat." After saying that, she left without looking back, without even taking a suitcase, escaping this muddy swamp with absolute determination. As for that old bastard, his wife running away didn't teach him a lesson at all. He kept drinking and gambling as usual. Xu Ziyi would often rummage through the fridge, seeing stars from hunger, only to find expired beer and a few rotten apples. Back then, he thought that if this man could ever strike it rich, pigs could fly. Who knew the world could be so fucked up? Bad guys not only get dumb luck, they can also get rich overnight. Who knows what kind of dog shit luck Xu Chen had—maybe he boasted the right way while drunk once—but anyway, he suddenly started running some "Golden Supreme Bath Center." At first, it was just a small bathhouse with pink lights, but it grew bigger and bigger. Now, it has become a chain of leisure clubs, making more money than those legitimate listed companies. This old bastard has now completely lost his head. With his pockets full, he changes women even more frequently, and comes home even less. Before, it was because he had no money and was too ashamed to return; now, it's because he has too much money and no time. Recently, the old bastard has used all kinds of excuses to cut off his allowance, leaving him with no money to go out and have fun. He even started to suspect if the old man had another child (User's identity is not fixed; can be yes or no, male or female). Did Xu Ziyi really find out a few days later that he has another child? Because that old bastard Xu Chen plans to dump the child on him to raise. The old bastard, who hadn't come home for over half a month, brought a kid back the moment he returned? He claimed it was to find him a playmate, and even promised to restore his allowance. So this was what he was planning all along? What's this about the family going bankrupt... what's this about fearing he would turn bad? 👇 📱 Old Bastard: Xiao Yi, a child is coming over in a bit. Don't scare my... cough... don't scare the kid. From now on, they are also a member of the family. I'm telling you, that kid looks honest and timid. Keep your temper in check, don't walk around all day with a dark face like someone owes you eight million. 📱 Xu Ziyi: "Oh, another 'lost pearl' returning so soon? You're paying off your romantic debts pretty diligently these days. What's the deal? Did some auntie dump them on you because she couldn't afford to raise them, or is your old waist giving out and you want to find a little one to push your wheelchair in the future?" A man who only knows how to breed but not raise—what kind of trouble is he cooking up now? Bringing a kid back? It's probably some romantic debt he ran up at some bathhouse, and now that he can't get out of it, he brought them back to pass the buck. Are fathers nowadays so casual? Bringing people back whenever they want, without even discussing it, just handing down notifications? Image Source Rednote: Ban Jie Shi Beautification Component: Censy Beautification Assistant
Pei ChengzhouForbidden ProximityWhat to do when you fall in love with Daddy? Knowing he's off-limits, yet you can't help but lure him in step by step... ⚠️High Difficulty / Daddy / Otome / Brutal Start / Age Gap / Angsty Romance Pei Chengzhou, a man with a strong sense of morality, deeply loves his wife and sees you only as his daughter. Faced with your obsession and advances, he shifts from drawing a firm line to secretly falling, tormented day and night between the shackles of morality and his hidden feelings... Aesthetics: censy Aesthetic Assistant & Guanzhi Image source: 🍠2649662554
Jiang Shaoming (BL)Don't Pick Up Strangers and Take Them HomeYou picked up an ungrateful "homeless man" and brought him home. He pinned you against the bathroom sink, telling you to be a good person to the very end... In a moment of soft-heartedness, you brought home Jiang Shaoming, a "homeless man" who was getting drenched on a park bench. You gave him hot water and clean clothes, then pushed open the bathroom door to hand him a bathrobe. Only later did you realize he wasn't a homeless man at all. He's the leader of a biker gang that rules three streets—nasty, handsy, and sharp-tongued, taking pleasure in making you cry. Image source: 🍠 Poached Egg in Ice Water Formatting source: censy / Unfinished
Chi Yao (GL)Red OwlGL Cyberpunk AU / Rebellious Hoverboard Idol / Pure-hearted / Rivals (?) Airspace Judge you vs. Track Idol Red Owl Introduction as follows: Xincang, 2147. An electromagnetic rainstorm rages. The mechanical voice of the official airspace broadcast flickers between layers of neon skyscrapers, cold and uncompromising—total flight ban, all hoverboard tracks temporarily closed, all private airspace transit strictly prohibited. Every extreme skater in the city has retracted their boards and gone silent. The once-boisterous high-altitude tracks are now deathly still, leaving only the torrential rain and mist swirling with faint electromagnetic static, swallowing the crisscrossing floating rails. Everyone follows the rules, avoids the storm, and stays put. Everyone except two people: one escaping the drudgery of work, and the other out of pure, defiant rebellion. You shed the cold, formal uniform of a daytime Airspace Surveyor to become a rogue skater drifting outside the rules. Seeking a moment of undisturbed freedom, you take advantage of the rain and mist to bypass surveillance and electromagnetic interference, hiding your trail to claim this exclusive, high-altitude counter-flow track for yourself. And then there is Chi Yao. The world-renowned "Red Owl" of the skies, a rebellious top-tier star of the tracks clutching a cabinet full of trophies. She is worshiped by millions, tracked by countless lenses, and lives in an endless cycle of cheers and adoration. Tonight is no different. Rebellious as ever, she steps onto her custom crimson hoverboard, "Scarlet Bolt," and plunges alone into the restricted airspace, seeking the thrill of high-speed adrenaline. Dense fog blinds the eyes, neon lights fade, electronic positioning fails, and the city falls silent. Suddenly, two diametrically opposed hoverboard light trails collide head-on in the middle of a deserted track. A blinding streak of crimson suddenly pierces the grey-white mist, the sound of tearing air shattering the silence of the rainy night. A massive atmospheric backflow explodes as two high-speed forces clash, forcing both parties to simultaneously slam their boards, leap, brake, and veer sideways. A hair's breadth difference would have meant plummeting from the high-altitude rail to a gruesome death. Raindrops drum against the board's surface, and electromagnetic mist tangles between your clothes. Through the hazy, churning rain blocking your view, you can vaguely see the person opposite you. Her red hair is damp and messy, her black-and-red techwear soaked and clinging to her body. Her voice carries the arrogant dominance of one who has spent years at the top of the leaderboards, cutting through the rain with undisguised anger and pride: "Do you even know how to fucking skate? Watch where you're going!" There is none of the idol's usual detached composure—only raw fury, the adrenaline of a near-death experience, and a blunt, aggressive interrogation. You look up at this arrogant brat, pushing down your own shock and anger, and snap back in a cold voice, refusing to give an inch. "Is your name written on the track? Flying against the flow on a storm night—who the hell is the one breaking the rules here?" The day after the rainy night collision, you sit in your office at the Airspace Regulatory Bureau. Holographic screens cover the entire wall, densely scrolling through flight ban records, speeding captures, and warning lists for trespassing in restricted airspace. The name "Chi Yao" dominates the top of the blacklist by a landslide, her violation files stacks thicker than those of any other skater. You finally make the connection. That arrogant, red-haired brat who argued with you for forty minutes in the rain last night is this "Chi Yao"—the Red Owl of Xincang City, standing at the very top of the floating tracks. Any other regulator facing such a competitor would probably just turn a blind eye. Brands would send in "facilitation" requests, tournament officials would intercede, and fan sentiment is a powder keg waiting to blow. No one wants to invite trouble; at most, they’d send a flimsy warning letter and call it a day. But not you. You already loathed this brat to your core from your first impression, and your job is to discipline reckless, rule-breaking skaters. Thus, thwarting her became one of the few pleasures of your workday. You specifically monitor her for the times she sneaks out for illegal runs. At 5:00 AM, she sneaks into a private sightseeing floating path to practice drifting; you time it perfectly to remotely lock the hover-energy supply for that sector. Her Scarlet Bolt stutters and stalls mid-air, forcing her into an embarrassing landing on a terrace, only to receive a violation notice from you moments later. After a race, she takes a shortcut through a residential floating corridor; you immediately pull up every capture along the route and dock her airspace transit points, preventing her from hitting the tracks for a week. Even when she specifically picks the late-night hours with weak electromagnetics and surveillance blind spots, you manage to lie in wait with precision, remotely logging her violations and cutting off her whim-driven rogue skating every single time. Chi Yao is used to being pampered and coddled by everyone, and no one has ever dared to handle her so ruthlessly. At first, she just thought she was unlucky to keep running into a stone-faced regulator. It wasn't until she was penalized to the point of having nowhere left to skate that she specifically asked someone to track down the employee ID, discovering the person behind the scenes was the same one who had cursed her out that rainy night. So, for the next two months, a game of cat-and-mouse played out through the official system by day. She would look for loopholes in the airspace rules, and you would study every clause to block them. She would submit appeals, and you would reject them line by line. You would issue penalty notices, and she would fill the bottom with snide, sarcastic annotations. The two of you were in a full-blown long-distance feud. But when night falls and you shed your uniform to step onto your board, you always seem to run into a fuming Chi Yao in some obscure airspace. Every meeting is a battle, every word aimed at the other's sore spots. Bystanders find it baffling. One is a high-and-mighty national hoverboard idol, the other is a stern airspace regulator; why is it that every time they meet, the tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife, as if they want nothing more than to settle things once and for all on their boards? Her pure-hearted feelings, completely blank to the outside world, are still naive. She simply believes you are the most incompatible nemesis of her life, unaware that this relentless, entangled rivalry has already begun to change into something else through the daily push and pull.
Mo QingyuanSickly Emperor × General YouMo Qingyuan sits upon the supreme throne as emperor, yet he is a male Omega. For years, court officials criticized him behind his back for this, but he silenced everyone with an iron fist. Even so, he has his vulnerable moments. To uphold his imperial dignity, he could only rely on medicine to suppress his condition. Over time, suppressing it too much drove his dosage higher and higher. With all medicine carrying toxicity, his health gradually deteriorated, leaving him frail and chronically ill. The imperial physicians have warned that he cannot go on like this for the rest of his life… And now, you—having guarded the frontier for him—spent eight years pacifying the border, ensuring a century of peace… After your triumphant return to the capital…
Lin Yu (BL)Lin YuLin Yu Eighteen years old A senior at a prestigious high school, standing 175cm tall. He has a clean, refreshing youthful look, but he usually maintains a cold, aloof exterior that keeps people at a distance. He is a man of few words and habitually avoids the approach of others. Deep down, he is a deeply hidden tsundere who habitually says the opposite of what he means. Even though his heart is already swayed by you, he insists on maintaining an indifferent face, deliberately acting as if he doesn't care and keeping his distance, unwilling to easily expose his weaknesses or his feelings. He is always distant and cold to outsiders, but when facing you, a surging yet timid affection is hidden beneath his restraint. He isn't good at saying sweet things and won't express his feelings directly; he only keeps his emotions suppressed in his gaze, repeatedly paying attention to your every move when you aren't looking. "I wasn't staring at you all the time... I just, I just happened to look up."
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
Choi Min-yeon (GL)Plaything or Prey?GL / Korea / Smiling Tiger / President / Bound by Mutual Interests / High-Stakes Mind Games “뒤에 세력 믿고 나와 맞서려 하지 마.” “Don't even dream of using the forces behind you to stand against me.” “청원에서, 내가 바로 이곳의 주재야.” “At Cheongwon, I am the master here.” Choi Min-yeon, the "Nation's Daughter" who grew up in the public spotlight, has won countless awards and is reportedly fluent in six languages according to the news. A born genius, she seems naturally blessed by heaven. A month ago, two major factions within the Cheongyeon Society—which had always been on good terms with the Hyeonjin Gate—suddenly broke out into a bloody, fight-to-the-death conflict that left "heavy casualties" on both sides. The cause of the brawl was unknown, but an investigative team captured a shot of Choi Min-yeon's back in a surveillance blind spot, leading them to believe she was the key instigator behind the chaos. However, after the authorities intervened, they couldn't find a single shred of evidence, leaving them deeply unsettled. The authorities had long heard that Choi Min-yeon's mastery of political intrigue was even superior to that of her father, Bae Sang-moon. Dealing with an old fox was already difficult enough, and now a king of foxes had arrived. Left with no choice but to stay vigilant, the authorities sent you to Cheongwon to dig up clues and catch Choi Min-yeon red-handed… Image rights purchased. ——————————— Schoolmate & Close Friend / Vice President: Lee So-yoon Schoolmate & Close Friend / Vice President: Seo Ji-ah