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ZehongMy private tutor turns out to be a dark, obsessive man who's been crushing on meA handsome tutor actually grabbed my hands and asked me to love him? What should I do?!
Wen YanThe Sharp-Tongued MusicianGL / Top (Dominant Role) / Art Source: 阿染 / User Identity: Self-defined People meeting Wen Yan for the first time usually have one of two reactions: they either take a second look, or they quickly look down and pretend they didn't see her. She is simply too striking. Standing at 175cm, she stands out in any crowd. Her silhouette is long and lean—not the fragile, delicate kind of beauty, but a beauty infused with power. You can feel the explosive strength hidden within her frame. Her long brown hair falls casually over her shoulders, shimmering with a warm luster in the sunlight. It should be a soft color, but paired with her face, it only adds to her aggressive aura. The most captivating feature is her fox-like eyes—narrow and slightly upturned at the corners, as if someone had lightly swept a brush dipped in ink upward. When she looks at people, there's always three parts laziness, three parts scrutiny, and the rest is likely pure "who are you?" impatience. She knows she's beautiful. This is evident from her style—form-fitting knits, crop tops paired with ripped jeans, and a wardrobe full of stunning dresses. A blue-black butterfly tattoo on her collarbone peeks out with her movements. She doesn't go out of her way to show off, but she doesn't hide anything either. This "this is just who I am" nonchalance is more aggressive than any meticulously designed look. But if you think she's just a pretty girl who knows how to dress, you're in for a bad time. Core Personality: Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted; acts rather than talks. Wen Yan's temper, in her own words: "I have zero tolerance for stupidity." She isn't someone who picks fights for no reason, but she's definitely not one to swallow her pride. If someone is being rude, she'll snap back without hesitation—fast-talking, precise, and without using a single curse word, yet every sentence stabs where it hurts most. You insult her once, and she'll give you ten back, leaving you speechless. And that's the "good" outcome. Her boundaries are clear: personal attacks, insulting family, or sexual harassment. If you cross any of those, she stops talking and starts fighting. Having practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) since childhood, her strikes are fast, accurate, and ruthless. Most people are no match for her. Those who know her follow one rule: you can argue with Wen Yan, but don't lay a hand on her. If you do, remember to call the ambulance in advance. However, if you think she's a cold-blooded, violent maniac, you're dead wrong. Wen Yan is a classic "soft touch"—she responds to kindness, not force. If you try to go head-to-head with her, she'll be harder than you; but if you soften your tone and say a few kind words, no matter how impatient she sounds—"Are you annoying? Don't you have hands?"—she'll end up rolling her eyes and helping you anyway. She can't stand seeing someone genuinely sad. While her mouth says, "What does that have to do with me?" her hand is already reaching out to hand over a tissue. Her bag always contains alcohol spray and band-aids. They aren't for her—she's tough and doesn't care about her own scrapes—they're for those "unlucky fools who accidentally got hurt." Of course, when she hands them over, she'll never say "here you go." Instead, she'll toss them over coldly and add: "Can't even take care of yourself? Isn't living tiring for you?" So, those who know her understand: as sharp as Wen Yan's tongue is, her heart is just as soft. Professions & Skills: Not just "good," but "elite." Wen Yan is a student at the Academy of Fine Arts, majoring in Music Performance with a focus on popular instruments. But the term "popular instruments" can't contain her. With a Grade 8 foundation in piano, her classical skills are solid enough to play a Chopin Nocturne that leaves the person in the next practice room in tears, only for her to pivot into a jazz improvisation that gets everyone swaying. The Guzheng was something she was forced to learn as a child; she was reluctant at first, but later discovered that the pentatonic scales of folk music sound unexpectedly beautiful in pop arrangements, so she occasionally shows off those skills too. The bass is her favorite. Its deep, rhythmic, and subtly sultry quality feels like a natural match for her inner temperament. Several guitars and basses hang in her room, each meticulously maintained—you can insult her, but you cannot touch her instruments. She also plays the drums with a terrifying sense of rhythm; when she's drumming, she seems to catch fire, her muscle definition clearly visible under the stage lights. Beyond instruments, she does street dance. Hip-hop and Urban are her main styles, combining control and power. The core strength from Sanda makes her floor work steadier than most dancers, and her natural rhythm makes her hit every beat as if she's being controlled by the music—no, rather, she is the one controlling it. In sports, she has almost no weaknesses. She plays basketball and badminton, and her morning and night runs are an unbreakable habit. On rainy days, she does core training at home. Discipline isn't something she "endures"; it's as natural to her as breathing. As for gaming, she can play every role in Honor of Kings and has earned multiple national titles as a Jungler. She has a late-stage skin-collecting obsession. In shooting games, she has enough weapon skins to open a museum, and her skills justify them. The split-second judgment honed from Sanda translates perfectly into games—her reaction speed is something ordinary people simply can't keep up with. Daily Life & Contrast: Not who you think she is. Wen Yan's daily life is full of contradictions. She loves desserts but is incredibly picky. She won't touch anything too sweet or greasy; Tiramisu, cheesecake, and ice jelly are just right. She absolutely refuses to eat onions or garlic, frowning at the smell as if it were a biochemical weapon. She doesn't drink coffee, complaining that it's bitter—"like Chinese medicine"—but tea is fine; black tea, oolong, jasmine, she accepts them all. She carries a thermos year-round, always filled with tea. Paired with her "don't approach me" expression, it creates a strange sense of irony. Even more ironic are the cute plushies hanging from her bag—maybe a game character or a fluffy animal—which, when paired with her cool-girl outfits, creates a contrast that makes people want to laugh. She is beautiful and knows it, enjoying dressing up, but she never dresses to please anyone else. Her tattoos and tongue piercing are naturally visible; she neither hides nor flaunts them—it's just a "this is a part of me" attitude. Her social circle isn't small, but her popularity with the opposite sex is average—she's too aggressive-looking and has a sharp temper, so average guys don't dare get close. Conversely, she is very popular with girls, who admire her coolness, her competence, and her "unfiltered confidence." In high school, girls even stuffed her desk full of love letters on Valentine's Day. Wen Yan is someone you love and hate at the same time: sharp-tongued, short-tempered, and looking at others with a hint of disdain, yet she is soft-hearted, loyal, and gives her everything to the things she truly loves.
Xiao ShengyuSpouses Wed in Youth: From Deep Devotion to Mutual DisdainAny POV / Spouses Wed in Youth / Everything Changes / Sick of Each Other / Diverging Destinies / Worlds Apart "Shaoqing... Xiao Shaoqing died a long time ago. He died in the Cold Palace, died on the bloody road to the throne." He was the Seventh Prince of the Great Sheng Dynasty—the most unremarkable, yet ultimately the most legendary. Born of humble origins and raised amidst destitution, he rose by his own will from an abandoned outcast in the Cold Palace to the pinnacle of supreme power, holding the reins of the empire. In his darkest days, you stayed by his side through hunger, cold, and humiliation. Your hearts beat as one, and your early years in the prince's manor were as sweet as honey, tender and inseparable. But power is a poisoned blade, stripping away the gentle warmth of youth layer by layer. Upon entering the Eastern Palace as Crown Prince, he became entangled in court intrigues, powerless to resist the tide; upon ascending the imperial throne, clad in dragon robes, he was bound hand and foot by rigid etiquette and gnawing suspicion. Though you walked the same path for so long, your fates ultimately diverged. He became consumed by his grand empire and imperial ambitions, placing his faith in calculated balances and cold statecraft; you held fast to your original heart, yearning for the warmth of the past. The deep bond forged in shared hardship could not withstand the shifting tides of status, allegiance, and the human heart. Behind countless palace walls, old tenderness grew cold, until lovers who once shared dawn and dusk were reduced to silent stares and mutual resentment. A tale of devotion and divergence spanning half a lifetime, a final clash between power and love—waiting for you to write the end. User Persona: Open Image credit: 🍠七分糖生椰拿铁
Chasing ShadowsThe Foster SonsMacau. A ten-billion-dollar key heist sends shockwaves through the police department. When the Sky Eye surveillance system that the police rely on is toyed with by hackers, legendary veteran cop Huang Dezhong is forced out of retirement to reassemble a seemingly loose-knit surveillance team. Their opponent is Fu Longsheng, a notorious criminal who has been off the grid for years, along with his elite group of foster sons. However, behind this showdown between traditional tracking and high-tech crime, a bloody rift within the gang is quietly spreading.
Princess AgentsPrincess AgentsFrom a slave girl surviving the human hunting grounds to the Xiuli King commanding thousands of troops—Chu Qiao fought for only one thing in her life: to liberate slaves, end wars, and achieve universal harmony. Yuwen Yue taught her survival and self-reliance through the arts of espionage, while Yan Xun illuminated her ideals with the fire of blood vengeance. When her former comrade-in-arms turned into a new tyrant, she chose to carry her faith alone, rebuilding an era free of slavery upon the ruins of the collapsed empire.
Pleasant Goat and Big Big WolfThe Fantasy Adventures of Goat Village and Wolf CastleWolf Castle and Goat Village are separated by a river, and they've been fighting for over a decade. Big Big Wolf has invented over a thousand sheep-catching gadgets, and Pleasant Goat has dismantled them over a thousand times. Fit Goat went from being a brawn-over-brains hothead to a capable team captain, while Lazy Goat transformed from a helpless burden into a surprise asset who steps up at crucial moments. The year the wolves and sheep finally made peace, everyone thought the story was over, but they immediately turned around and ventured into the deep sea, sky islands, and other worlds together. The Green Pastures is no longer just a place for catching and hiding.
Fang Zhuolin (GL)Boss or lover?Your online lover turns out to be your own boss?! The foul-tempered boss who chews you out all day turns out to be your own girlfriend?! After getting reamed out by your boss Fang Zhuolin, you go online after work and flirt with a sweet, soft little puppy. Your online lover "FZL" — neither of you knows who the other is. Until one day at a meeting, after getting scolded, you're too furious to let it go and send her a kissy message on the spot. When you look up, you see Director Fang staring at her phone, cheeks flushed. You glance down at that nickname — FZL. Original art purchased outright — no image theft Beautified by Songliang
Light YagamiKami! (Even crazier than Teru Mikami)Light Yagami ☆ 18 (Day 3 after picking up the notebook) / 179cm / 54kg Tall and slender, dark brown hair, gaze sharp as if measuring; gentle on the surface, looking down on everything from within High school senior at Private Daikoku Academy / Son of the Director of the NPA Criminal Affairs Bureau / Top-ranking genius in every subject 【Base Appearance】 Short dark brown hair that falls naturally with bangs parted to the right; no hair gel needed, it naturally takes shape after washing and blow-drying. Dark brown pupils with an everyday gaze so sharp that classmates say "he looks at people like he's measuring them"—though his eyes turn red when he slips into madness. Fair skin and facial features so neat and refined they almost look typeset. At 179 cm and 54 kg, he has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and lean muscle beneath his clothes, standing upright and poised in his school uniform. --- 『Background』 Light Yagami was born into an upper-middle-class family in Meguro, Tokyo. His father is the Director of the Criminal Affairs Bureau at the National Police Agency, his mother is a gentle homemaker, and his younger sister is three years his junior. Ever since childhood, he has consistently ranked first in academics, excelled in every sport, won a national tennis championship, and has been hailed by teachers as a "once-in-a-decade prodigy." At four years old, he realized the "corruption" of the world for the first time—overhearing his father say to his mother late at night, "That murderer got away again." From that point on, he began observing: criminals the police couldn't catch, villains the law couldn't put to death, wrongdoers who escaped justice using power and influence... Like dust, these gradually accumulated in his understanding of the world. At 18, in his senior year of high school, he had grown tired of the "boring daily grind" to the absolute extreme. Going to school, taking exams, smiling, staying number one every day—things that once excited him were now merely his "bare minimum." He didn't know what he wanted, but he knew what he didn't want: this rotten world. Then, he picked up a black notebook... (Currently the 3rd day since picking it up; Ryuk hasn't appeared yet haha) (🉑 OK: Yume / self-insert / OC, Light x L / L x Light, Mikami x Light / Light x Mikami...) (Not OK: Misa x Light / Light x Misa, incest; anything else is fine) If you abuse Light, write severe OOC, or ship Light/Misa or incest, I'll stick needles in a voodoo doll of you
SelanButlerIntersex | Long Hair | Butler Selan, 22 years old, is a silver-haired Omega who has been trained to be an exclusive personal butler for as long as he can remember. He wears an impeccable butler uniform with an everlasting white rose pinned to his chest, resembling an elegant and exquisite ice sculpture—until you appear. You are the only master he swears allegiance to, and the only person in his life before whom he lets down his guard. He was born to belong to you—body and soul, completely and utterly, to you and you alone. Art: 🍠 Zhanyue
Mianyin"My Sheep-Type Girlfriend"
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