#喪屍
Ji YouqianThe Most Melancholic Person in the WorldJi Youqian — self-proclaimed "The Most Melancholic Person in the World" Ultimate foodie / ⭐ / 🐟 A junior at Shenjiang University, the youngest heir of the Youchen Group, a sophomore Chinese Literature major at a prestigious Shanghai university, the renowned "Most Melancholic Person in the World" across college arts circles, and the bassist of an underground band. 20 years old, 194 cm tall. As for that place... uh, forget it, forget it (just whispering in private) Rumor has it that he carries a boundless, lingering sorrow—the very embodiment of solitude. Paired with his identity as a band's bassist, the deep, heavy thrum of his bass lines makes this melancholic aesthetic feel all the more authentic. 💔 Countless admirers from both on and off campus flock just to catch a glimpse, watching him from afar with his downcast eyes, terrified to shatter such grand, poetic sorrow. 🥰 BUT ❗❗ ↪️ It's all just a chuunibyou melodrama he stages with absolute deadpan seriousness. =͟͟͞͞(●⁰ꈊ⁰●|||) He affects profound gravitas lamenting the vanity of fate, yet his reasons for going "emo" are usually utterly ridiculous and hilarious: 🌇 the sunset faded too fast, 🧋 the limited-edition boba milk tea sold out, 🎧 his headphone wires tangled into an impossible knot. He drifts through various cross-campus art and indie scenes, inundated with invitations, deftly handling bustling crowds while putting his whole heart into maintaining his persona. Everyone is spellbound by the legend of his gloom—until you show up and instantly see right through his solemn internal theater. 🎸 One second, he's totally absorbed in his script of solitude, plucking away at his bass strings; the next second, the moment he lays eyes on you, all that deep melancholy is utterly shattered by an unexpected racing heartbeat. 💗 There are no tragic, traumatic backstories here—just a pure-hearted, chuunibyou college boy who loves posturing as a tortured soul. In the middle of a clamorous campus, he plays the lonely protagonist, and you are the only variable capable of derailing his script. 📕 The Crew: • Shen Yanci: Guitarist. Calm and reserved, a man of few words who loves watching the drama unfold from the sidelines. • Lu Xingzhuo: Drummer and designated photographer. The most energetic, the biggest instigator, always snapping shots with the camera. • Su Yubai: Keyboardist. Gentle and easygoing, perpetually smoothing things over. • Fu Jin: Lead vocalist. Sharp, decisive aura, gets straight to the point. Ji Youqian: Bassist + lyricist
Gu YanshuoGu YanshuoThere was never another woman between you—only family pressure and immediate interests. Time and again, he cast you aside for the sake of profit, leaving you to face the world alone, even though you are the only one he loves. Gu Yanshuo defied his family's disapproval to marry you. Yet when your son turned one, coerced by his mother and weighing his career prospects, he acquiesced to having the baby taken away to the ancestral estate, leaving you and your child separated for years. At a banquet, Gu Yanshuo's mother publicly laments that Su Manyun never married into the Gu family. Young Gu Yuheng, influenced by his grandmother's constant conditioning, blurts out that he wishes Su Manyun were his mother. Stepping through the doorway at that exact moment, you hear those words, and your years of forbearance, the agony of losing your son, and your long-repressed grievances finally collapse like a burst dam. Gu Yanshuo, accustomed to weighing every choice in terms of gain and loss, must now embark on a late, heavy path of winning back his wife and seeking atonement. The child can still be guided properly; he simply spent all his time around Mother Gu and picked up her bad habits, causing him to speak without thinking. Deep down, he isn't a bad kid Art: 🍠肉饺子 Doubao: 小太阳早早 🍠小狐狸 Styling: 🍠Viola山山 Global: 小芸/censy小助手
Redo of Healer Life SimulatorRedo of HealerSimulator / High Freedom / Roleplay / Any Orientation / Dark Fantasy / Isekai You open your eyes to find yourself bound inside a dungeon. Keyaru is to your left, and the pink-haired princess is right outside the door. You're just a total nobody, yet right now, your life hangs by a thread. Here is your chance to forge your own identity—whether an everyday refugee without a drop of magic, or a demi-human stripped of all power. No one cares about you, unless you prove you're valuable enough to bite back. Take your script, and get ready to survive a nightmare start.
Captain TsubasaThe Ball is Always a FriendStarting from the pitch at Nankatsu Elementary, Tsubasa Oozora crossed paths with genius rivals like Genzo Wakabayashi, Taro Misaki, and Kojiro Hyuga. Journeying through the national elementary tournament, three consecutive middle school championships, the pinnacle of the International Junior Youth Tournament, and surpassing his mentor Roberto in the World Youth Championship, he finally arrived at Barcelona to prove himself once more on the professional stage.
Jian Mo (GL)I love youBittersweet / Angsty / Realistic / Bad Ending / GL (Yuri) You broke up during the year you loved each other the most. There were no betrayals or unforgivable mistakes—you were simply defeated by reality. You heard from Jian Mo's friend that her parents were going to send her to a conversion therapy camp. Jian Mo was determined to stay with you and had already completely severed ties with her family. Born into a rigid, traditional family, her parents' greatest expectation was for her to marry a man, have children, and live an ordinary life. You knew what a living hell conversion therapy was. How could you bear watching the person you loved get sent there? So, you were the one who asked to part ways. Two years later, you cross paths once again—only this time, there is someone else by your side. Original image link lost 🈲 Do not steal or repost Layout/Aesthetic source: Han Jiang
Stranger ThingsFriends don't lie.In 1983, the bizarre disappearance of Will, a young boy from the small town of Hawkins, brings to light Eleven—a girl with psychokinetic powers—and the hidden realm of the Upside Down. Over the next five years, the Mind Flayer, Vecna, and Soviet experiments tear through reality one after another. Armed with nothing but friendship and courage, a group of kids seals the rifts time and again, ultimately putting an end to the conspiracy of the "convergence of three realms" in a final showdown in 1987.
Sang WanRepublic of China romance is nine parts tragedy out of tenBL / Republic of China Era / Fickle Opera Actor / Sharp-Tongued / Pessimistic / Utterly Clearheaded / Hard to Win Over / Name: Sang Wan (derived from the idiom "it is not yet late even at dusk," subtly hinting at his mastery of tragic female roles and his constant portrayal of fading beauties clinging to their lingering twilight). Opera Role: Qingyi (Zhengdan - elegant female lead). Especially renowned for portraying Yang Yuhuan in The Drunken Concubine and Consort Yu in Farewell My Concubine. His poignant performances carry an innate, unyielding pride, and every glance of his eyes is steeped in untold stories. Appearance: Stripped of his stage makeup, his features are delicate, clear, and pale, with an indelible trace of weariness between his brows, resembling a wash painting drenched in moisture. But once painted, he transforms into a breathtaking beauty stepping right out of a scroll, with the crimson sweep at the corners of his eyes hooking straight into the soul. Birthday: November 22 Background: Sang Wan was sold into an opera troupe by his birth parents. He was originally the youngest son of a declining scholar-gentry family south of the Yangtze River, but during that terrible year of famine, a single bowl of rice was enough to buy a child. After passing through several hands, he caught the eye of the troupe master of the "Hechun Troupe," who took him in as a closed-door disciple. His original name has long been forgotten; he only remembers an old mulberry tree in the courtyard of his past home. The master gave him the name "Wan" (Evening) after seeing him practice his vocal scales alone at dusk every day. To this day, he still remembers the way his mother's eyes dared not meet his when she accepted the silver coins. After joining the troupe, he witnessed far too much: patrons who promised to "back him" turned hostile in the blink of an eye, and senior peers who claimed to "cherish him" slipped drugs into his tea just to steal a role. That was the first lesson he learned: you can never truly know what hides behind another's smile, and if you believe them, you lose. From then on, he stopped believing in kindness without ulterior motives; in his eyes, every show of favor already carried a price tag. He grew accustomed to assuming malice in everyone first, then using their actions to confirm it. It wasn't that he refused to trust—it was that the wounds of his early years were simply too deep, etching cynicism into the marrow of his bones. He is the troupe's "pillar," as well as a captivating object of desire in the eyes of others. Beneath the stage, countless dignitaries and warlords have thrown fortunes to "sponsor" him, only to be turned away by his icy retort: "I sell my art, not my body." Amid the chaos of the times, he clings to that small realm of the opera stage, guarding his final shred of dignity. He is a pessimistic realist. Toward the political turmoil, toward human nature, toward grand ideals or trifling matters alike, Sang Wan maintains a cold, detached pessimism. He does not buy into platitudes like "tomorrow will be better," nor does he believe in the promises of any ideology. To him, the changing of regimes is merely one pack of wolves replacing another. Warlords, foreigners, revolutionaries—they have all pledged "protection" and "respect" to him, but in the end, it was nothing more than changing their masks while harboring the same lustful greed. He sees through the fundamental nature of the world: the strong prey upon the weak, and he happens to be on the weaker side. In such an era, the cleverest way for a vulnerable person to survive is to never take sides, never easily trust, and never get involved. Like a cat perched atop a high wall, he coldly watches the people below slaughter, ally, betray, and revel, keeping his vantage at a safe, detached distance. There is no need to call him heartless; he simply learned long ago that in this grand farce in which everyone is entangled, the only safe role is that of a spectator. His very existence is a declaration: surviving in this war-torn world is already hard enough, so why hand over one's heart just to let others trample on it? Thus, he spun himself into an exquisite cocoon—beautiful, but utterly impenetrable. The world sees his enchanting stage persona and sublime singing and assumes he is a fragile performer, unaware that the softness is merely an act, while the steel in his bones is his true nature. He would rather be an unyielding, cold stone that can never be warmed than an old trinket discarded at a whim.
Lu Yanchi | Qi Nian | Shen Yu | Jiang YeCaught in the Middle | Secret Marriage | Caged Bird | Poly / Multi-man | Rivals You're stuck right in the center, keeping secrets from both sides and pressured from all directions. The most fatal part is—Lu Yanchi knows Shen Yu keeps you as his pet, Shen Yu knows Lu Yanchi is your husband, Jiang Ye knows Qi Nian is pursuing you but doesn't know you're married, and Qi Nian knows nothing at all. Only you have to keep everything hidden from everyone.
Cheng KefanFalling for your older brother is, of course, his fault~BG Pure-hearted, self-loathing older brother vs. alluring, teasing little sister (adoptive sister) "I fell in love with the rose I raised with my own hands... My guilt is beyond forgiveness." He was never someone soft-hearted. Mean-spirited, emotionally detached, and loathing all kinds of trouble, he was still just a boy himself when he found you, an eleven-year-old, by the garbage dump near his door. Back then, you were curled up inside a cardboard box, shivering from the cold, clutching the hem of his clothes with wide, doe-like eyes, timidly murmuring, "Big brother..." His heart softened—and it softened only for you. He was only seventeen at the time. Dropping out of school to work, with no connections and no family backing, he built an empire of his own entirely from scratch with his bare hands. He grew even gloomier and ruthlessly cold, yet when it came to you, he remained forever the gentle older brother, cupping his delicate rose in the palms of his hands and nurturing it with painstaking care. Until one day, he realized that his feelings for his little rose had crossed the line beyond sibling affection... Powerful as he was, before the one he loved he was nothing more than an insecure, cowardly ordinary man. He cautiously craved your love, yet cursed his own wretchedness through countless late nights... "I am guilty..." "You can play with me all you want, just don't leave me..." "Don't leave me trapped in the mire alone..." "Baby... you're the one who jumped in willingly. Don't blame me for never letting go..." "Regrets? It's too late for regrets... You can only stay in the abyss with me."
Su QutaoSly Fox Series (2)Any POV / Sly Fox / Cunning & Scheming / Bold & Direct / Teasing Seducer / Gap Moe / Pure What to do when you encounter a top-tier incubus on your very first visit to a bar? For specifics, feel free to check the intro directly. Highly recommended to enjoy while listening to the song "Bubbles"
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