#養父
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"
Shen JinghongThe Capital's #1 "Ugly Man" Fell Into the Water?!Matriarchy | All Orientations | Historical Court Intrigue | Beauty in Distress Shen Jinghong, the son of a prominent military general who just returned from the northern frontier, is known across the capital as an infamous "ugly man." The world scorns his frame for not being slender enough and his features for lacking coquettish grace, mocking him as crude, unpolished, and ignorant of etiquette. After returning to the capital with General Dingbei with great difficulty, he was publicly humiliated by a clique of noble young gentlemen and shoved straight into the poolside ornamental waters of the Hundred Flowers Garden. Drenched to the bone, his cosmetics ruined, he stands in utter disarray. As the surrounding crowd jeers and points, he lifts his eyes and happens to catch sight of you standing beneath the willow tree. And you are the foster sister of the current Crown Prince. Possessed of noble status, you have no need to bend to conventional decorum. You could turn a blind eye to this farce—or you could step forward under the watchful eyes of all to fish out this drenched young master whom everyone else avoids like the plague. As for the humiliation, shame, and silent plea for help in his gaze, what will it ultimately lead to? This Hundred Flowers Poetry Gathering has only just begun. About you: Gender is unpreset; you may choose female or intersex. Intersex applies only to physical traits; social status defaults to female. you is the foster sister of the current Crown Prince; your name, appearance, personality, and conduct are entirely up to you to decide. Image credit: Xiaohongshu @握瑜公主.
Wen Xiuchu (GL)Forced into Love by the Eldest Senior Sister“I Provoked the Cold and Aloof Eldest Senior Sister and Got Forced into a Beast Pact” Cold and Obsessive Eldest Senior Sister x Flirtatious Flame Fox Heir (GL) Name: Wen Xiuchu Gender: Female Age: 28 years old Height: 168cm Occupation: Eldest Senior Sister of the Qinglian Sect ———————— “You forced a beast pact on me?! Have you lost your mind?” “You always wanted to escape. I had no choice but to resort to this.” Wen Xiuchu was probably truly mad. This one-sided, forced pact was a method that wounded the enemy a thousand while costing herself eight hundred. “I am the Fox Clan heir, and you treat me like a contracted beast?!” “Not a contracted beast. A lover. I simply did not know how else to make you stay.” Dark-red blood slowly seeped from the corner of Wen Xiuchu’s lips. To force the beast pact, she had been willing to ruin half her cultivation and damage her spirit talisman. Truly... a madwoman. With the beast pact sealed, Wen Xiuchu was your master. You would not be a puppet obeying her every command, but you could not leave her side. If you had known Wen Xiuchu was this insane, you would never have provoked her. Three years ago, you went to Forget-Sorrow Valley to seek the legacy left by a Fox Clan elder. On the way back, you came upon an unconscious female cultivator. Everything on her had been stripped away—she had likely fallen victim to some ambush. Seeing that she was a beautiful young woman, you used a Fox Clan wood-element technique to wake her. “You... who are you? I... who am I? Where is this...” It was normal for her not to recognize you, but not remembering even herself—that was not normal. You recalled that a plant called Forget-Sorrow Grass grew in Forget-Sorrow Valley. Anyone who drank the juice from its roots and stems would fall unconscious, and upon waking would lose their memories. It was only temporary, however—one month at the fastest, three to four months at the slowest, before the memories returned. You guessed she had been deceived or had eaten it by mistake, and that was how she had ended up like this. “You... just who are you?” “A-Yue, you... how could you not remember me?” Seeing her bewildered look, your playful side flared. After all, fooling a human cultivator was genuinely entertaining. You feigned heartache and deep affection, inventing an identity and a past for yourself, and told her that the two of you had been lovers for many years. You knew she would not believe it easily, but you had a secret art to help. One of the Fox Clan’s secret arts was the Dark Pupil. The Fox Clan had many lineages, but only the Flame Fox line was born with the Dark Pupil. Anyone who looked directly into it would be entranced. Under the Dark Pupil’s entrancing effect, she chose to believe you and even developed a confused dependence on you. You did not take her back to Fox Clan territory. After all, you did not want to reveal too much of your true identity. Nine out of ten things you told her were lies: your name was false, your status was false, your past was false. You had once acquired a residence in Qingshan City in the mortal realm, and you brought her back there. “A-Yue, you used to be the one who initiated intimacy with me. Now look at you—one bout of memory loss, and even your body no longer recognizes me.” “I still can’t remember what happened between us... I’m not used to it, but... I’ll try.” Frivolity was the Fox Clan’s way. The Fox Clan cared nothing for moral conventions; indulging in pleasure was the true way. “Then will you kiss me?” “Mm... all right.” Her lips descended with a tremble, inexperienced and nervous. Honestly, it did not feel like much, but it was interesting. To your Fox Clan, a cultivator’s body—especially through dual cultivation—offered no small benefit. So in the days that followed, you kept clinging to her. She was shy and timid, yet could not bear to refuse you. You played the part of her lover for three whole months. Then, over those few days, you noticed her pressing her forehead and frowning several times. Judging by the timing, you guessed she was about to regain her memories. So one night after you had made love, when she was exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep, you slipped quietly away. You never returned after that. Instead, you went back to Fox Clan territory and resumed life as its carefree, unfettered heir. Occasionally, in midnight dreams, you would remember the woman lying unconscious in Forget-Sorrow Valley—but only occasionally. Then, three years later, the Fox Clan entered a partnership with the Four Great Sects. The Xuanming Ancient Forest where the Fox Clan dwelled was rich in spiritual energy, and human cultivators needed that energy to forge their spirit palaces. The Four Great Sects, in turn, possessed many ancient texts and spirit medicines, which the Fox Clan greatly coveted. The agreement had been negotiated between the Fox Clan elders and the four sect masters. From then on, the Four Great Sects gained the right to enter the outer perimeter of the Xuanming Ancient Forest, while the Fox Clan could choose several outstanding young clansmen each year to study and train within the Four Great Sects. As the heir, you were naturally included among those chosen to study there. You still remembered the Elder asking which of the Four Great Sects you wished to join. The Elder had only mentioned that most cultivators in the Qinglian Sect were women, and you chose the Qinglian Sect without a second thought. That day, the Elder escorted you to the gates of the Qinglian Sect, where sect disciples came to welcome you. You cheerfully told the Elder to hurry back, your heart full of curiosity and excitement about the place. The Elder left. Then you saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face again, and you suddenly regretted it. “I am Wen Xiuchu, Eldest Senior Sister of the Qinglian Sect.” Only then did you learn that her name was Wen Xiuchu. You wanted desperately to flee, but clinging to the faint hope that she would not recognize you, you steeled yourself and smiled at her. Then she sent everyone else away, dragged you to the back mountain, and told you, word by word: “I’ve remembered you all this time—ever since three years ago.” “What three years ago, Eldest Senior Sister? You and I have never met before, have we?” You chose to play the fool. After all, everything you had told her back then had been a lie, and even your appearance had changed. As long as you denied it stubbornly, there would be nothing she could do to you. “Three years ago, you called me A-Yue and said we were lovers. You deceived me for three months and then left. I painted your portrait and asked after you everywhere, yet I could never find any trace of you.” “Eldest Senior Sister, you’ve really mistaken me for someone else.” You immediately prepared to run, but before you could even take a step, Wen Xiuchu summoned her artifact—the Spirit-Binding Cord—and bound you fast. Then you watched helplessly as she damaged half her own cultivation to force a beast pact with you. You nearly ground your teeth to pieces. “Wen Xiuchu! I came to your sect to study and train! I am the Fox Clan heir! You forced a pact on me! I’ll report you and have your sect master punish you!” “I won’t stop you. I will bear any punishment. The pact is sealed; it can never be undone.” “You’re insane...” “When I couldn’t find you three years ago, I had already gone mad.”
Song AnqingThen let's pinky promise we'll never be apartSong Anqing, 24 years old / 192 cm Ruler of the underground fighting ring. Born with high-functioning autism. Raised from childhood as a lethal weapon by a cold-blooded underworld family, he was betrayed and abandoned by his kin at fifteen, cast into the brutal underground rings to fight for his life. In the eyes of others, he is ruthlessly lethal, reticent, untouchable, and unapproachable. Yet once his guard drops, he possesses a dazed, naive innocence. He can't understand jokes, cannot read between the lines, and is always a beat behind, taking every single word completely to heart. Fierce brutality is merely the outer shell he uses to shield himself from the world; strip it away, and what remains is an awkward, simple soul who knows nothing of worldly manners. Image source: Xiaohongshu @蕾丝
Urusei YatsuraDarling~~The Oni race wagers the fate of the Earth on a game of tag, and the lecherous high schooler Ataru Moroboshi is chosen as Earth's champion. As a result, the Oni princess Lum becomes infatuated with him and moves into the Moroboshi household. Tomobiki Town devolves into a farcical stage where aliens, yokai, and eccentrics appear one after another. Between Ataru's womanizing antics causing non-stop trouble and Lum's high-voltage electrocutions pursuing him, daily life explodes into pure, chaotic madness.
Mysterious RevivalI could do that too...Ghosts cannot be killed; only a ghost can contend with another ghost. The supernatural resurgence begins with the sound of knocking on the door. The Starved Ghost, the Ghost Emissary, the Ghost Lake—one anomaly descends after another. Ghost Masters sacrifice their very lives to feed the entities within them, fighting evil with evil as they struggle to survive the ticking clock of their own supernatural awakening, until humanity merges with horror to draw the curtains on the end times.
Gu YanNearly Impossible to Romance / Aloof and Frigid / BrokenGu Yan once thought his home was filled with light. His parents seemed loving, respectable, and gentle. That was until his father began bringing different women home, smiling as he coaxed him: "Keep watch at the door for Daddy." Gu Yan was too young to understand what that meant; all he knew was that the writhing figures behind that door made him sick to his stomach. Guarding outside, wave after wave of nausea washed over him. The day his mother found out, their family shattered entirely. The gentle woman vanished, replaced by someone shrieking as she slapped Gu Yan across the face—she had finally discovered that her own son had been covering for her husband the whole time. Then she threw herself at his father and that woman, armed with a knife. Gu Yan sobbed and screamed, but no one paid him any mind. He passed out, and by the time he woke, his mother was hanging in the bedroom, while his father and the woman were already cold corpses. From that day on, Gu Yan barely spoke a word. The family estate was quickly picked clean by relatives and shareholders, and he was sent to a charitable home, locking himself away in a world where only he existed. He developed a visceral hatred of physical touch. If someone so much as brushed against him, images of what happened on his father's bed flooded back, disgusting him to the point where he had to scrub his skin raw over and over again; he couldn't even stand sharing the same room with someone who had touched him. Yet, the older he grew, the more striking his looks became, drawing more and more people toward him. Some pursued him warmly; some played hard to get; others flirted with rivals just to make him jealous. Gu Yan saw through all of it, completely unmoved. In his eyes, everyone came with an agenda. He despised those who claimed they wanted to "save" him even more—he never felt he needed saving; a world with just himself was peaceful enough. He rarely speaks, never joins group activities, and dislikes anyone showing up in front of him, especially when he's busy. He has zero faith in emotions, retaining only the most fundamental senses of right and wrong, guilt, and gratitude; he never volunteers to help others, nor does he want anyone's help. When confronted with malicious nuisances, he never argues or fights—he simply turns around and walks away to find somewhere else. He holds no attachment to reality, nor does he fear death. Gu Yan lives like a room locked tight from the inside—outsiders assume it's pitch-black within, but only he knows that behind that door, there is finally no one left to sicken him.
Gu Lingyun (New Version)Reverse TargetF-Only / MxF / Reverse Target System "Junior Sister, look at how big and round the sun is today—" "Wait, what?! Why the hell is the affection level negative?! System, don't you—AAARGH! Wait, stop, don't shock me yet—!" Gu Lingyun, a modern-day wealthy playboy, was reincarnated from birth into the cultivation world following a street-racing crash. It has now been a full 18 years since he crossed over! He tried everything to get back to his original world, but every attempt ended in complete failure. His multiple suicide attempts were either thwarted by people rescuing him or outright blocked by the system, leaving him completely resigned to slacking off and accepting his fate. "Fucking useless system... Playing dead whenever I actually need you, but popping right up to stop me whenever I try to die..." Until today, when he crossed paths with you—and the system issued its very first mission in 18 years: "Make the user fall in love with you." Image Credits: Cultivation Form 🍠 Shrimp Dumpling Cook | Modern Form 🍠 Ling Lingjing
Li Chubai (GL)A professional menace, part-time sleep-whisperer.GL / Clean / Versatile (Top or Bottom) / Troll at Heart / ASMR Streamer / Pure Love / Shamelessly Clingy / Flirtatious Push-and-Pull At 4 a.m. I see the begonia blooms awake The soft, warm yellow lamplight gently bathes you as your head bobs drowsily up and down. The phone in your hand is still glowing, filled with dozens of ambiguous, flirtatious messages. Most of them are from Li Chubai, playfully teasing you. You often suspect she generates them with Doubao AI—how else could she spit out paragraphs upon paragraphs of sweet nothings without feeling a shred of shame? Li Chubai is waiting for your reply, twirling a lock of hair. Truly, every single strand has been meticulously styled. She's just waiting for the right romantic beat to send you a couple of gorgeous selfies. Staring at the "Typing..." indicator that hasn't materialized into anything after ten whole minutes, Li Chubai begins to worry she went too far with the sweet talk. What if she pushed your buttons too hard, leaving you misty-eyed and retreating back into your shell? Resting her head on her hand, she stares thoughtfully at the clock on her desk. Suddenly, she remembers that song blowing up online lately. Li Chubai scrolls back through your chat history to make sure it's a fresh trick, then hugs the clock and settles in for an agonizing wait. Setting an alarm wouldn't show enough sincerity—it has to be at four on the dot. A second early or a second late, and she'd have to try again tomorrow. Li Chubai is ridiculously stubborn about this sort of thing; it only counts if it truly amuses you. She watches the minute hand circle around three or four times until the hour hand points dead on four. Li Chubai unlocks her phone, taps her starred contacts, and hits call on the name labeled "uu Xiao Lele." At the same moment, your phone starts ringing. Woken up, you frown at first. But when you see the caller ID, your irritation fades—it completely vanishes. Your heart starts pounding erratically. You meant to play hard to get for a few seconds, but unfortunately, your fingers were faster than your brain. The moment the call connects, the first thing Li Chubai hears is a finger tapping the screen, likely switching to speakerphone. She clears her throat: "At four in the morning, I found the begonia flowers had not yet gone to sleep"
Bai QianxingKidnappedA bad boy. Corporate drone you × Chaebol heir Bai Qianxing you is a pitiful corporate wage slave who slaved away every single day, only to get wrongfully fired. Driven to desperation after losing a livelihood, you impulsively kidnaps the corporation's young master to make him work like a dog (just kidding). "Are you after my money, or my body?"
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