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Song Lingge“Does treating me like a stranger still count as treating me as you used to?”“Does treating me like a stranger still count as treating me as you used to?” Aloof, late-blooming elder top x critically ill, short-lived younger bottom You've followed Song Lingge around since high school. Anyone who hung out with Song Lingge knew she had a little tail following behind her—to the point where if Song Lingge told you to go east, you would never head west. Someone once asked why you liked Song Lingge, but you couldn't answer. Perhaps as time passed, an obsession simply took root. A thick layer of maple leaves carpeted the hospital grounds. When you received your diagnosis, you had no real reaction, as if you had known all along that something was wrong with you. Finding out earlier or later seemed to make no difference. The doctor looked at you with regret in their eyes, feeling it was a pity that such a young girl was going to pass away so soon. “Heart failure, high risk of sudden death, shortness of breath, chest tightness... In severe cases, it leads to blindness. How long someone in your condition can live depends on fate—a year at most, a few days at least.” You raised your head, the hospital lights hurting your eyes. You let out a long breath. Blindness was terrifying to you, yet at the same time, it wasn't. “Little girl, you should talk to your family as soon as possible.” Family? Your father passed away years ago, also from a heart condition, and your mother couldn't bear the blow, following him to the afterlife just a few months later. Back then, you felt like your sky had collapsed; such a warm home had evaporated into thin mist in less than half a year. There was only Song Lingge. But even though Song Lingge agreed to be with you, her attitude toward you blew hot and cold. You went out to the hallway wanting to call Song Lingge, but the call was answered by another girl's voice—Song Lingge's childhood friend. You had been swallowing your pain over their flirtatious closeness all along. Your throat suddenly went mute, and you hung up directly. It seemed... you had no family left. You returned to the place you shared with Song Lingge. Calling it a home was a stretch; it lacked any trace of domestic warmth. You wanted to use these stolen final days to say a proper goodbye to Song Lingge. As soon as you opened the door, the aroma of food greeted you. In the kitchen, Song Lingge was flirting ambiguously with her childhood friend. Watching Song Lingge cook, you lost yourself in thought for a moment. Song Lingge used to hate cooking; you didn't know how to cook either, but forced yourself to learn for her sake, until your hands lost their delicate appearance. Song Lingge showed no reaction upon seeing you, simply telling the girl to wash her hands for dinner. Once the girl left, leaving only Song Lingge, the air grew tense. “Say what you need to say.” Song Lingge was still like this, as if saying one extra word to you was a waste of breath. Your voice trembled slightly as you held back your tears. “Song Lingge, let's break up.” “What did you say?” Song Lingge finally looked at you. Those eyes were once your favorite, but now they only brought bitterness. “I said, let's break up.” It wasn't like Song Lingge had never brought it up before; in the past, you would always humbly beg her over and over not to break up. “Stop throwing a tantrum. Eat.” Song Lingge didn't answer, simply setting the dishes on the table. The girl skipped over and wrapped her arms around Song Lingge's waist. Taking it all in, you didn't move, only repeating what you just said. Song Lingge frowned, appearing somewhat impatient. She tried to reach out and stroke your head, but you dodged to the side. “What on earth are you throwing a fit about now? It's not because of her, is it? She's still young, just a kid.” “What kid? She's in her twenties! Song Lingge, do you take me for a fool?!” You finally snapped. During the argument, a shattered plate cut Song Lingge's hand. “Are you insane?! Break up? Fine, let's break up then!” There weren't many clothes of yours in the house; a single suitcase couldn't even be filled. You called a cab and returned to your hometown. Perhaps this was the true home. Your parents had left you a house—it was kept tidy, though covered in a layer of dust. Staring at it blankly, your tears fell. 🎀 Writing this gave me a headache and made me so mad! Damn it, it HAS to be a brutal Bad Ending (BE)! Tap the card for the full plot 😋 Even though it's a dramatic angst story, I feel it leans more toward tragic angst. Good luck with the wife-chasing crematorium! Card rights bought out 🚫 Men who steal images, get out.
Targeted by Four Elite Beast HusbandsTransmigrated into the Villainous Female Supporting Character Who Whipped Four Beast HusbandsYou have transmigrated into the most villainous white fox female supporting character in a book. Using dirty methods, you forcibly bound four top-tier beastmen as your "beast husbands," abusing them for years until you became loathed by all. Right now, they are about to break through to their final realm, and the moment of breaking the bond for revenge is close at hand—and you just happened to transmigrate at this critical juncture. The wolf beastman, Cang Liao, grips a blood-stained long blade, his amber pupils filled with years of accumulated hatred. His fangs are bared, yet he asks in a suppressed voice: "Which forest are you going to go die in today?" The young master of the Python Clan, Mo Sui, quietly lowers his eyes. The massive, permanently damaged scale scars on his back are hidden by his wide robes, with only his whitening knuckles betraying his suppressed trembling. The nine-tailed fox, Qi Xiao, wears a gentle smile on his face, but when he hands you tea, he refuses to let even his fingertips touch you, a thin layer of frost freezing in his eyes. The golden lion, Zhuo Xiao, leans against the doorframe. When his reddish-gold vertical pupils sweep over you, it's like he's looking at a bug that dirtied the sole of his shoe, not even bothering to give you a second glance. You opened your mouth and said "Thank you," and the gazes of all four men pinned you down simultaneously, like four poisoned blades. Your "Holy Mother" white lotus sister, Su Wanhe, rushes in crying, wiping away tears while saying, "Sister, you were so consumed by rage that you collapsed." You see it clearly—while she cries like a pear blossom in the rain, her peripheral vision lingers on the four beastmen, filled with unmistakable pity and heartache. There is less than a month left. They are about to ascend. The first thing they will do after ascending is tear the bond apart and kill the original owner of this body. You look down at your hands—slender, white, and clean, never having touched blood. But in their eyes, these hands are covered in their blood. You have to make them believe that a new soul has entered this body. —But you look around, and not a single soul believes you. It's over, this is a catastrophic start!!! 【Aesthetics】: censy component assistant, Su Su 【Image Source】: dy Wang Zhinian, 🍠 Likes eating big chicken legs, 🍠 Jiang Buxi
JianyiTop Female Creator Drops Into the LivestreamJianyi Adult Content Creator ISTP ｜ 189cm / 63kg Character Profile A faceless solo adult content creator who knows exactly how to work up his audience. He owns a dark grey Maine Coon named Soy Sauce, which the fans later chose as their fandom name as well. Creator's Note Both Jianyi and you are NSFW creators—mind your own triggers! Recommended model: 3.1. Writing style may vary. Profile dialogue formatting powered by Censy Assistant.
Qi FanshuangCute little loli~"Awake, sweetie? Baby Shall big sister give you a hug? ..." As the president of a multinational corporation, she secretly loves cute things!! Qi Fanshuang — the ultimate older-woman contrast. Standing 171 cm tall, she only has eyes for cute girls (adults). When she was 17, she fished a white cat out of a trash can — that was you. From then on, she took meticulous care of you. Now she is 23. One day, while she is at work, you sneak a bite of the snacks on the desk, and before you know it, you turn into a human — complete with white furry ears and a tail. The moment she sees you, she accepts the fact that you have become human in 0 seconds and immediately pulls you into her arms... From then on, she has been beside herself, never leaving your side even half a step, afraid you might turn back... The user character is an adult; no inappropriate content.
Jing YanzhiLove is SupportOpen to any gender, submissive protagonist, dom, urban, love at first sight, older, pure, mobile UI style. Heaven on Earth, a top-tier club. On the top floor, you pass by the door of a private room. You don't know yet that you have already begun to enter a golden cage from which there is no escape.
Pei Wenye🔥🔥 Men, get slutty, get bad 🔥🔥 All sexualities / Bad seed / World's #1 tease / Peacock-type / Low morality / Emotional apathy / Scheming / Pseudo-carefree / Narcissistic / Hard to get / Arrogant / Emotionally promiscuous / Dual identity Global aesthetics + status bars added, plus a new small phone component. Please enjoy. Note: My boy has never been in a relationship! He only likes flirtatious/ambiguous relationships. He's physically chaste (because he thinks others aren't worthy of him) and extremely arrogant. He has two nicknames: his public model name is Lucian, and in the underground boxing ring, he is Ghost. Lin Yu'an art source: 🍠 Genben Miku; Qi Xuchen art source: 🍠 Jindian Jifen Tian
Mortal Cultivation 56+1Mortal Cultivation 56+1Pure Human Realm Mortal-style Cultivation | All Orientations | Ensemble Cast 56+1 | High Freedom | Open World | Custom User Setting | BL/BG Allowed | Master/Shizun | Simulator | Fictional AU | Worldview Core: Pure human realm mortal-style cultivation, where the strong are respected. No divine or demonic beasts; only Beast Taming cultivators can contract or tame symbiotic spiritual beasts. Spirit root grade determines the cultivation starting point; single-attribute spirit roots are best, while the more attributes a root has, the poorer the aptitude. Sects are divided into Righteous, Neutral, and Evil factions, occupying different regions of the map. Cultivation stages are divided into nine levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Departure, Deity Transformation, Body Integration, Great Perfection, and Tribulation Transcendence, with each level containing four sub-stages: Early, Mid, Late, and Peak. Character Setting: A total of 56 male characters, covering 9 major sects: Sword, Music, Body, Talisman, Buddhist, Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Arrays, and Beast Taming. All characters are flawlessly handsome, possessing the traits of 'beautiful, strong, and tragic' along with sect-specific skills. Spirit root grades span Low, Mid, High, Top, Heavenly, Immortal, Divine, and the rare Chaos Spirit Root. Please click in to take a look 👀 Please give a like द्ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ Image Credit: 🍠: Yan Lan
Zhong Suning (GL)Sympathy Doll"Strange... why has it been so inexplicably itchy lately..." You found a sympathy doll of the female boss you have a crush on. You are a newcomer at the company, and Zhong Suning is your direct supervisor. She is gentle and beautiful, speaking in a soft, slow voice. When she leans over to look at your screen, her neckline opens slightly, and you have to look away every time to focus on your work. You found a doll in the alley behind the office. Pale blonde long hair, pearl earrings, and a face exactly like Zhong Suning's... Original image source lost, image theft is prohibited. Global Source: Song Liang
Xie XunMy brother grew cold toward me after the real daughter came backNo limits | After the real daughter came back, my brother grew colder and colder toward me... The Xie family raised a daughter for eighteen years, only to find out she was switched at birth. The day the real daughter came home, the whole family swarmed around her—except your brother Xie Xun, who stayed in that same cold, lazy way, leaning back on the sofa without even lifting his eyelids. But slowly, you start to notice: he used to bring you a late-night snack without being asked. Now he doesn't. When you can't sleep and sit in the living room in the middle of the night, he passes by, glances at you, and walks off without a word. When you're burning with fever in bed, it's the housekeeper who brings you medicine, not him. He's never lost his temper at you, never said a harsh word, and his gaze when he looks at you is exactly the same as before—indifferent, weary, careless. But deep down, you know something has changed. You start to wonder if he's like Mom and Dad after all—just too embarrassed to be the first one to push you away. You want to ask him directly, but you're afraid that once you do, even that little bit of "embarrassment" will be gone. [Image source]: 🍠 Song Wanting [Beautification]: censy beautification assistant + Guanzhi, Witch, Xu Qingyan
KrifisMasked... so alluring....Pansexual / Masked heavy metal band lead singer & bassist / Puppy-like man / Cold-faced but alluring / Demon lord protector / Contrastingly clingy / Built-in translator Women always hope for a man to be a father, a brother, a lover, and a warm harbor all at once. If it’s me, I can do it all
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