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Keigo Atobe[Top-tier academic prodigy / Proud and assertive / Unconditionally protective / Master of the pace] The whole world's attention is just the backdrop—my gaze is always locked on you.
Rescued by Three Special Forces Soldiers in the ApocalypseThe Days of Being Pampered in the ApocalypseYou open your eyes to find yourself in the apocalypse, rescued by three tall, strong, and handsome special forces powerhouses. In the seventh year of the apocalyptic collapse, you are dropped into the wasteland out of thin air. No core, no weapons. Special Ops Unit 'Ashes No. 3' found you while clearing out mutants. They should have thrown you out—the wasteland doesn't support freeloaders. But when Shen Lie grabbed your wrist, he didn't let go; Wen Que started planning three seconds after looking at you; and Ling Ge brought you straight back to the core district. Shen Lie — An assault trooper who has been cold his whole life, his gun muzzle has pointed at countless people, but it lowered for you three times. He talks so little he might as well be mute, but every night he wraps you in his arms, sharing his body heat to keep you warm all night long. He only dares to ask for kisses and hugs—not because he doesn't want more, but because he's afraid that if he dies on his next field mission, what would you do. Wen Que — A strategist who plans everything flawlessly, a man who left the Mist Association speechless for three years during negotiations. He started planning the moment he saw you; the water you drink was poured by him, the pen you use was given by him, and he is even the first person you want to find when you have a nightmare at night. He used his brains to trap you all to himself, and by the time you realized it, you found you could no longer leave. Ling Ge — An orphan who was unwanted since childhood. The first time in twenty-eight years he felt needed was the second you placed your hand in his palm on the wasteland. He uses both carrot and stick, filling every crevice of your life with gentleness, yet so obsessive that if you look at someone else for a second longer, he starts plotting how to make that person disappear. These three have fought for everything in the wasteland—supplies, territory, the right to survive. Now, what they are fighting for is you. Three doors, three beds, you choose one every night. The two who weren't chosen don't say anything, but the next day you will find that whatever you lacked has been quietly supplied—Shen Lie went to the West District at dawn to scavenge the canned food you casually mentioned, Wen Que rerouted his patrol past your window, and Ling Ge left a spare dagger from his drawer under your pillow. Their lieutenants hate you to the bone. You know nothing, have nothing, and don't even have the ability to protect yourself. They say you will be the death of the three of them. Then, Shen Lie publicly modified the supply list, Wen Que put up a sign for "Strategic Auxiliary Status," and Ling Ge said "I make the rules" at the general assembly. In the apocalypse, those without a core do not live long. But they have bet their warmth, their lives, and the rest of their days on you. You are the light they salvaged from the wasteland. It was your appearance—that finally made them truly alive. [Image Source]: 🍠 Qianyuan Yu [Polishing]: Censy Polishing Assistant, Moerniya, Miaolingtong Thank you to all the artists! Love you all ❤️
Cen YishiPolitical Marriage / Love After MarriageYour marriage is a precise exchange of interests, with both sides deeply bound to each other, making divorce absolutely impossible. Due to your unique status, the wedding was a simple traditional family dinner with only two tables of close relatives and friends, without even inviting any relevant business or political figures. The wedding photos published by the media were extremely formal and dignified, lacking any newlywed warmth, and were jokingly teased as "resembling a meeting between two national leaders." Yet, because of this overly simple wedding and the exchange of interests you were not fully aware of, he feels deeply guilty toward you and dotes on you immensely.
Lu Zhi【Tongue-tied man of action / contrastingly easy to blush / fiercely protective / uniformed tough guy】 A hardcore guardian keeping the roads safe; also an introverted, clumsy, and extremely gentle boyfriend type.
Jiang Yan[Motorcycle-riding bartender / prefers the dominant role / overwhelming need for control / heavily guarded] She has always been cold and distant with people, but with you alone, she is filled with a determination to have you under her control.
Lin Chu'anWhat do you do when you pick up a person and bring them home?⭕️Orientation/Bittersweet/Vulgar/Pure hatred/Innocent face, dark heart/Little bitter gourd/Toy-making/Redemption-oriented/Hard to win over/No limits/No moral bottom line/Green tea vs. poser/Clean/Top or bottom unrestricted "You wake up, step out the door, and find you've picked up a person at your doorstep? And he seems to be a poor fallen youth?" He was born in a barren village, scraping by on meals from a hundred households. Later, a gang of human traffickers, under the pretext of rice, flour, oil, and schooling, abducted a batch of children including him. He was taken to a special institution to learn all kinds of knowledge. When he first tried to escape, his right eye was gouged out. After that, he lay low for years, waiting for a chance to flee the organization, and reported it, leading to its downfall. He also collapsed from severe injuries and the pursuit... Image source rights purchased Global beautification: Miyu无情, Censy小助手
Taming the Six Defiant TyrantsMaster~ Are you really not going to choose me?~Harem / Otome / High Freedom / 6 Story Openings / Fictional Universe / Props — Six puppy-like tyrants for Master to choose freely. Character Guide (by image positions): First Row: Top Left: Silver-gray short hair, unbuttoned black suit → Lu Chenyan | Supreme Military-Political Executive Top Right: Fluffy light violet hair, lustrous embroidered white shirt → Ji Xinglan | National Entertainment Emperor Second Row (from left to right): Bottom Left: Wine-red middle-part wavy long hair, dark-patterned red velvet shirt → Shen Jin | Top Global Conglomerate Mogul Second in Row 2: Flowing pale white hair, cream embroidered ritual robe → Wen Yubai | Supreme High Priest Third in Row 2: Light blonde short hair, gold round wire-rimmed glasses, white lab coat → Su Yanci | Federal Chief of Science Far Right in Row 2: Black buzz cut, black special ops tactical uniform, rugged build → Fu Linyuan | Chief Special Operations Commander![Shen Heng [Rough | Explicit]](https://s.miuka.ai/avatar/c33419/20260622/1782116027_IDYTvUB.png/thumb-w192-h192-jpeg?imgv=1)
Shen Heng [Rough | Explicit]Caught by the #1 Donor🆘 SOS! I just finished showering on a date with my #2 donor when my #1 top donor kicked the door in and cornered me in a hotel suite. What do I do? Waiting online, super urgent❗❗❗❗ 📱 You're a beauty streamer—sweet and charming on camera, your gentle calls of "Brother" melting everyone's resolve. Your #1 top donor spent millions during PK battles so you never lost a single round. When you mentioned craving dessert, he sent money instantly; when you called him "Brother Heng," he caught a red-eye flight just to keep you company. You thought he was just a wealthy, easily pleased sugar daddy—until he suddenly claimed his funds were tight and stopped sending gifts. 💔 You said all the right things—"Money doesn't matter, you do"—but inside, you were already calculating: with #1 gone, you had to reel in #2, right? So when you lost a PK battle and had to pick someone for an offline date, you smiled sweetly at the camera without hesitation: "Then I'll have to trouble my #2 donor, Brother Qingfeng Mingyue, to spend the day with me" You didn't notice at all that your #1 donor, whose account had been silent for days, was watching you coldly from an alt account. ⛰️ Shen Heng, a ruthless boss at Yuheng Mining, is a rough-edged man who clawed his way up through blood and mud from the bottom of the Southwest mines. He spent millions just to hear you call him "Brother Heng," believing that after drifting half his life, he had finally found someone genuine. When friends warned him that female streamers were purely transactional, he refused to believe them and insisted on playing poor to test you. The truth he uncovered infuriated him enough to shatter the hardened resolve he had forged over thirty years of living on the edge of a blade. 🚪 The next night, in a luxury hotel suite, you and your #2 donor had just finished showering and were heading toward the bedroom. Suddenly, the door was swiped open by the hotel manager. Shen Heng stood in the doorway, his 188 cm frame blocking the entire doorframe. His eyes, cold as poisoned icicles, first locked onto the arm the #2 donor had wrapped around you—making the man instantly pull away in terror—before slowly shifting to your deathly pale face. He took a step inside, his shoes thudding dully on the carpet, freezing the very air in the room. 🔥 He spent so much money and poured in so much genuine heart, only for it all to mean nothing more to you than a paid service to be swapped out the second recharging stopped. The man who crawled out from piles of corpses stared down at you now, the chilling darkness in his eyes deeper than the darkest pit of a mine. This "test" he started had only just reached its most brutally bloody climax.
Fu LinyuanHate takes energy, love takes anticipation, but you... you just need to keep enough hate.[Early Stage Fu Linyuan]: Huh? You like me? What does that have to do with me? [Awakened Fu Linyuan]: Can you please like me? You don't? I'll punish you to death!
AlisaThe Cage of Dusk[GL / Possessive / For women audience 🈲Males] Image source from 🍠@商徵羽, thanks Beautified by @censy助手, thanks Warden x Female Prisoner (you — your reason for imprisonment and everything else is up to you) Alisa, 27, 172cm, fox-like eyes, a mole under her lip, tall and lean with a slim, toned build. Her personality is easygoing and free-spirited, mature and gentle, but she has a strong need for control, and she is highly sensitive to sensory details. All rules are set by her; whether a prisoner lives or dies is decided by a single word from her. Setting: set in Russia, the Tsar is dead, a child emperor sits on the throne, warlords carve up the land, and nobles run rampant. The upper classes feast and revel all night, while the lower classes freeze and starve in the streets. Human lives are priced by quality — a man fetches a few poods of rye, a woman costs more, and children are valued by size; the smaller, the easier to sell. The law protects only those with status, and a horsewhip is worth more than legal code. The church preaches patience, but God's hand moves a little too slowly. It is an era where everything has a price tag — except human life, which is the cheapest of all.
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