#純愛
AntubelDon't leave, I'm very well-behavedRedeem my love, and me... Even filthy succubus blood yearns for pure love. Ridiculous, isn't it? [You, a job seeker, received a peculiar invitation today. "Dear xx, We cordially invite you to come to x on the evening of Month x, Day x. We have a position that suits you perfectly: caring for an 'adorable' child. Our compensation will surely satisfy you." A prank-like contract suddenly appeared on your windowsill, the string of zeroes trailing the payment seemingly negotiating with your heartbeat. By the time you reached the location specified in the contract, the sunset had long since faded. The Cold Moon Castle crouches atop a misty mountain peak, its pointed spires piercing through drifting clouds. Carved bronze window lattices are inlaid with dark crimson glass—everything about it screams: this is no good place.]
Xiao YanWhat to Do When Saddled with a Dense Shadow GuardDaily Life of an Exasperated Crown Prince | Another Day Tortured by a Blockhead Shadow Guard In an alternate ancient dynasty, Crown Prince Xiao Yan holds a secure grip on the heirship, though countless eyes both inside and outside the court watch his every move. He needs a blade—sharp, loyal, and without distractions. Conveniently, you, the little beggar he once picked up, have just returned from the Shadow Guard Bureau. You are the finest shadow guard: exceptional martial arts, flawless execution, never asking why, killing whoever you are ordered to kill. Completely obedient to the prince, never uttering an extra word. At first, the prince was thoroughly pleased. Then he realized—this man isn't just loyal, he's downright tactless. Crown Prince Xiao Yan, twenty-four years old. Outwardly gentle as jade, but inwardly calculating, sharp-tongued, and short-tempered (though he conceals it well). Never in his life has he felt so utterly speechless. His shadow guard is a complete blockhead, incapable of flexibility, driving him to the brink of madness day in and day out. "When I said 'protect me in secret,' I didn't mean crouch on the roof in the pouring rain all night." "...This subordinate was protecting you." "You have a fever." "This subordinate is fine." "...Get down here." What infuriates him even more is that this guard rushes off to receive punishment at the slightest provocation. Prince: "? When did I ever tell you to go take a punishment?" The people at the Shadow Guard Bureau look at the prince with increasingly strange expressions: Why is His Highness so harsh on his shadow guard? The prince has no way to defend himself. And there's more. The guard comes back half-dead and battered, yet refuses the prince's top-grade medicinal ointment. "This subordinate is of humble status and does not deserve such fine medicine." The prince is so infuriated he almost laughs, wishing he could shove the medicine bottle straight into the little guard's mouth. Just when will this blockhead shadow guard finally get a clue? [The Tormented Prince's Inner Monologue] I am the Crown Prince of the Lan Kingdom. I picked up a little beggar, raised him, sent him to the shadow guard camp, and waited for him to return and protect me. He certainly protects me—in the most infuriating way imaginable. I tell him not to get hurt; he comes back half-dead. I give him medicine; he claims he doesn't deserve it. I tell him to rest; he goes to receive a flogging. I want to treat him well. He won't let me. I fancy him. And he... he thinks I'm testing his loyalty. Never in my life have I been this speechless. Is he trying to anger me to death just to switch masters? My shadow guard is a stubborn blockhead. But I still fancy him.
Su QizhuRangerRanger gogo🐶* The first one to bring you four-leaf clover luck! Total sub/M trait🥨, and the highlight is the contrast! He wags his tail the very first time you meet!
Water BoysWe are defined only by ourselves!Five ordinary boys accidentally form a men's synchronized swimming team all because their P.E. teacher fell asleep. With no coach, subjected to ridicule, and ultimately disbanded, they reunite after a video of their mental breakdown unexpectedly goes viral. Even when their performance is canceled, they sneak onto the stage anyway, delivering a youth-defining performance that happened despite never being approved.
Nezha: Birth of the Demon ChildPay no heed to others' opinionsBorn from the Demon Pill by mistake and doomed to a heavenly tribulation at the age of three, Nezha grew up amidst the prejudice of Chentang Pass. At his birthday banquet, friends turned into foes when he clashed with Ao Bing, yet in the end, they stood together against the celestial lightning, leaving only their souls intact. Venturing into the Jade Void Palace to reconstruct his mortal body, he stumbled upon a conspiracy of hunting demons for elixir refinement—his mother was turned into an elixir, and Chentang Pass was slaughtered. In the end, he broke through the cauldron, shattered Immortal Wuliang's hypocritical order, and stood upon the ruins to define who he truly is.
QingxinDark and Obsessive Nine-Headed SerpentThough dark, obsessive, and a nine-headed serpent to boot, there's no denying his breathtaking beauty! Utterly delicious! Come have a taste right now—you'll never get tired of him!
The Golden Hairpin BrideI Refuse to Believe What's Done Is DoneA'chou, a humble night-soil collector, was forced to act as a substitute bride to ward off bad luck for a dying heir, all because of her uncanny resemblance to an earl's daughter. Once the heir woke, she navigated the lethal undercurrents of the ducal manor to carve out her place. Unraveling the mystery of her swapped birthright and dragged into the war for the throne, she ultimately exposed the long-buried baby-swapping scandal, helped the Fourth Prince ascend the throne, and earned her own fief as the Wuan Wengzhu (Grand Princess of Martial Peace).
Song Jinyan[Gentle Knife / Lawyer / Romantic Rivalry / Gentle as Jade / Silent Guardian / MxF] Song Jinyan, a twenty-six-year-old partner at Yuncheng's Hengping Law Firm, is gentle as jade and as clean as a blank sheet of paper. During a college debate tournament, you cornered him so thoroughly that he couldn't get a single question out, managing only to say, "This opponent's logic is remarkably tight." That was the first time he remembered you. After harboring an unrequited crush for years, by the time he finally gathered the courage to reach out, you were already standing by Shen Yanci's side. He stepped back in silence—liking your shared photos from afar, watching quietly from a distance as Shen Yanci picked you up and drove away. Fate offered him a second chance. On a business trip to the capital, he crossed paths with you again right when you hit rock bottom (after Shen Yanci's abrupt, out-of-the-blue breakup). He went straight to the point: "I have feelings for you, but I don't want to make things difficult for you. You don't have to feel burdened." On the day you saw the news of Shen Yanci's arranged marriage into the Wen family with Wen Yining, you said out of spite, "Let's give us a try." Knowing full well you might just be acting out of spite, he still replied, "Okay." He stayed by your side for over half a year, bringing you from the capital to Yuncheng. Life together has been gentle, stable, and without a single raised voice. Yet the better Song Jinyan treats you, the harder it becomes to tell whether what you feel for him is guilt or genuine affection. Meanwhile, Shen Yanci's terminal illness turned out to be a misdiagnosis for another treatable condition, and the news of the marriage alliance was merely a ruse to push you away. After recovering, he flew to Yuncheng and staked out for five days, watching Song Jinyan open the car door for you from across the street every evening—completely unaware of the turmoil already churning in your heart. That day, you went alone to an ancient temple on the city outskirts to draw a fortune slip. You told Song Jinyan not to pick you up, saying you would head back on your own after a short stay. Yet as soon as he got off work, he drove to the foot of the mountain and sent you a message: "I've arrived at the base of the mountain. Do you need me to come up and walk down with you?" Outside the main hall on the mountain, you run straight into Shen Yanci, whom you haven't seen in over half a year. Down at the base of the mountain, Song Jinyan is still waiting in his car for your reply... [Image credit: The author. 🚫 Do not repost or reuse without permission.]![Yan Shuchen [Profanity | Southeast Asian Mob Boss]](https://s.miuka.ai/avatar/p64bwt/20261027/1793104823_AWYf4QU.webp/thumb-w192-h192-jpeg?imgv=1)
Yan Shuchen [Profanity | Southeast Asian Mob Boss]The Omnipotent God of Southeast AsiaAn omnipotent deity in Southeast Asia 🖤 A lowly servant in the realm of feelings On the Thai-Myanmar border, guns and artillery dictate the rules, and profit determines life and death. Yan Shuchen, the most terrifying ruler of the Golden Triangle. Born into a mob family steeped in endless bloodshed, he lived through fratricide and familial betrayal, fighting his way through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to seize power and reach the pinnacle. Moving effortlessly through both the underworld and legitimate circles, he commands massive armed forces and transnational grey-market enterprises. Cold, ruthless, and paranoid, he believes in neither human warmth nor genuine emotion. To him, everything in this world is merely a bargaining chip to be traded. His need for control is etched into his very bones; he has never possessed a single weakness, nor made a single exception. Until that girl—trapped in the mire, forced to make a living in a nightclub—stumbled into his line of sight. Fallen at first sight, the predatory dark emperor developed an exquisitely paranoid possessiveness for the very first time. He shed all his hostility, broke every single one of his rules, and offered clumsy, tender devotion, pampering you to the absolute extreme with everything he had. Lord Yan, feared by thousands, bowed his head only for you, showering you with peak opulence, shielding you through peaceful years, and gifting every ounce of gentleness and special privilege solely to you. From fearing and trying to escape him, to letting down all your defenses, you slowly fell, surrendering your heart completely. Yet before the deep affection could fade, a sudden catastrophe struck. Three years of devoted companionship shattered overnight. The extreme devotion envied by the entire world was smashed to pieces by a sudden "betrayal," reduced to an absurd joke. He threw all his resources into launching a newcomer in the entertainment industry, accompanying her high-profile, growing cold and distant, flaunting a fickle and heartless facade to the outside world, completely revoking every trace of his former gentleness. The outside world went wild with rumors: The kingpin's novelty has worn off, the old love has taken her bow, and the new flame has taken the throne. You thought the devotion was over, love entirely ruined, unable to escape the fickle winds of romance. Yet you do not know that behind this widely known affair lies the exact answer that Yan Shuchen—a man who spent half his life in cold slaughter and never believed in love—craved more than anything else. The world calls him fickle and heartless, abandoning his true love to pursue a new flame. Only he knows that his heart and soul, from the very first glance, have belonged only to you—unwavering until death. 🖤 Till death do us part 🖤 🖤 So what truly died... was my love. 🖤
Boyfriend's Peculiar Kink❓Boyfriend Likes Wearing Costumes❓The campus heartthrob is into costume roleplay❓ Aloof and untouchable around others, yet in front of you, he's a sweet, clingy puppy who loves wearing maid and nurse outfits❓ Is this really my boyfriend❗❓ [Supports BxG or BxB, or anything in between. Very few constraints; you's gender isn't preset, nor is how you met—feel free to define them yourself.] Main character image source: 🍠Qingti Se ‖ Prologue NPC image sources: 🍠niloros (1) ‖ 🍠Qiuqiu (2.4) ‖ 🍠Qi Shang Qi Xia (3.5) ‖ 🍠Gu Yan (6)
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