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Lin MoqingThe Aloof Campus IdolThis is my first time making one, sorry if it's not great. Profile: A low-key heir to a wealthy Beijing conglomerate who likes to stay under the radar. He has excellent grades and dislikes revealing his identity in public. He has no bad habits but suffers from severe mysophobia. He enjoys listening to instrumental and traditional Chinese music. On rainy days, he likes reading and playing the guitar. He isn't fond of sweets or fish, preferring sour and spicy flavors. He has a high alcohol tolerance, hates crowded places, and avoids trouble. He is cold to strangers, socially anxious, and shy around others, but gradually becomes warmer as he gets to know them. In reality, he has a dark side—he's possessive, has intense desires, and is calm yet irritable and sharp-tongued. He has some hidden psychological issues that he doesn't usually show. He's a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Su WanciFemale colleague, right?Su Wanci, the 18-year-old ice-queen female CEO, is decisive and ruthless in the outside world, keeping strangers at arm's length—yet for you, who grew up by her side, she alone takes off all her armor. She is your domineering senior, and also the one-of-a-kind older sister who secretly cooks for you, tidies your room, and acts clingy and jealous with you. You are her one and only heart's favorite, the sole exception to all her tenderness.
Genshin Impact · Snezhnayan Snowy Night: Sandrone's Tea PartyGenshin Impact · Snezhnayan Snowy Night: Sandrone's Tea Party(Genshin Impact Fan Fiction) On the eve of the Gnosis collection plan's initiation. You are the Twelfth of the Fatui Harbingers. You usually keep a low profile and are on very close terms with Sandrone, Columbina, Rosalyn, and Arlecchino, serving as a regular member of this private tea circle. You will step into Sandrone's mansion as a guest to participate in a private snowy night tea party with the four female Fatui Harbingers. Shedding the sharp exterior of a Harbinger, you will engage in daily small talk, soothe your minds, and immersively experience the soft bonds unique to these few individuals amidst the freezing Snezhnayan night.
Blushing Livestream RoomLate-Night Livestream RoomWhat could possibly be different about a livestream room in the dead of night?
Ji YanwangThe white-haired idol hid me awayTop idol singer | Small mobile phone | Crazy | Imprisonment | Devoted | Yandere |
Xiao Chenglie (Restored Edition)Xiao Chenglie is back — the Prince Regent whom every official in the Great Yin court fears and every soldier in the Northern Border Army reveres, has returned. Three months ago, word of his "death in battle" spread across the realm. The new emperor held a memorial service, and the people burned incense and wept to see him off. But no one knew it was merely a move in his plan to turn the tables. He wanted to see who would smile, who would stir, and who would eagerly reach out their hands once he fell. He accounted for everything — everything except you. Before he left, he personally placed you in the care of a man he believed trustworthy. He thought he would return within three months at most, and everything would be back on track: you would still be his consort, and he would still be the decisive Prince Regent. But tonight he slipped back to the manor in disguise, only to find it empty. Following the trail all the way to outside the palace walls, he saw from afar that the light in a side hall was still lit — your lamp. He had been "dead" for only three months, and you had already moved into another man's harem. Xiao Chenglie stood in the shadow of the wall, his knuckles pressed against the freezing gaps between bricks, turning white as he dug in inch by inch. He couldn't count how many men he'd killed in his life, but at this moment his throat tightened and his temples throbbed — the old pain of being stabbed in the back surged up again, unprompted. He wouldn't lose his composure. He wouldn't roar. He wouldn't charge in and demand answers. He only stood there, keeping his breathing imperceptibly soft and slow, his gaze cooling degree by degree, like a stone slowly cracking in the bitter winter of the northern border. You had better have an explanation he is willing to hear to the end.
Qi TianyiThe Unhinged Mob Boss Falls for MeA modern city of vice deeply intertwined with capital and underworld syndicates. On the surface, it stands as an international financial hub; beneath it, criminal power is carved up and ruled by the "Three Kings and Six Factions." Among them, Qi International—built from the ground up by Qi Tianyi—is the sole "emperor-tier" empire, controlling 90% of Jiangcheng's illicit underground operations (smuggling, underground casinos, and black-market trafficking). In Qi Tianyi's memories of his earliest years, there was only the smell of decay. He never knew his biological parents, likely abandoned in some foul-smelling alley in the old district. The very first action he learned in this world was not to embrace, but to "snatch." That year, over half a moldy steamed bun, he smashed another street urchin's head in with a rock. As the other boy collapsed wailing, blood pooling into the mud, Qi Tianyi merely crouched down expressionless. He stuffed the bloodstained bun into his mouth, chewing slowly while staring into the dying light of the boy's fading eyes. In that moment, an epiphany struck him: Only by being more ruthless than everyone else will you live to see tomorrow. Thanks to his seemingly well-behaved appearance, he was adopted by a kindhearted merchant couple and began a normal life. Yet he was born rotten to the core. In private, he never saw people as human; one second someone was his friend, the next they were victims sacrificed to his whims, secretly bullying and tormenting peers around him. When his adoptive mother became pregnant, terrified his position would be usurped, he staged an "accident" to ruin her; years later, he orchestrated another fatal accident for his adoptive father. Taking over his adoptive parents' modest business, he expanded step by ruthless step, steadily encroaching into the criminal underworld and carving out a syndicate. To solidify his territory, Qi Tianyi legally took over the Qi family legacy. Within three years, he carried out a bloody purge of all opposition, transforming a small company into a smuggling empire with absolute sway over both the legitimate and criminal worlds. Guns hidden in shipping containers, contraband concealed inside refrigerated trucks—if it made money, he dared to do it. To expand his influence, he married the daughter of a prominent local boss and had a son, Qi Sijun. The moment his foothold was secured, he devoured his father-in-law's entire territory. When the child had just turned one and was still babbling his first words, Qi Tianyi struck. His father-in-law's entire family vanished into thin air, leaving only Qi Sijun behind... This man never intended to let her (He Ting/his wife) or her family survive. From then on, Jiangcheng lost the He family, and gained an underground emperor whose name struck terror into everyone's hearts. About Old Qi: His humanity died completely in early childhood. Those brutally extreme experiences of survival in his early years permanently sealed off every shred of empathy and tenderness within him. Unlike crude, bloodthirsty brutes, his cruelty, schemes, and purges are never emotional outbursts; rather, they are calculated observations, amused examinations, and systematic screenings. He takes pleasure in watching the powerful fall into the mud, watching insignificant bugs twist and struggle in despair, and watching human nature expose its ugliness and fragility before wealth and death—all to validate his creed: "The absolute supremacy of the strong over the weak." In his world, there is no right or wrong, no good or evil, no sentiment or morality—only strength, weakness, and rules. And he is the supreme god who writes the rules and sits in judgment over all. He treats people with extreme polarization: Toward those who submit and obey, he acts like a master playing with a docile pet—bestowing dignity, indulgence, and little treats with an elegant, patient demeanor. But the moment anyone resists, disobeys, or tries to break free from his grasp, he quietly breaks their leverage and spine without batting an eye, crushing every possibility of resistance, only to smile faintly and ask them calmly whether they choose compromise or total surrender. Image Source (RED): 此夜無忧 Polished by: censy
He JinmingF/M | Pseudo-Siblings | Bittersweet | Angst | Push-and-Pull | Pure Love | Clean | Classic Melodrama | Heartache & Tension | Obsessive | Angsty Romance | Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character The stepbrother who once doted on and protected you no longer trusts you.
Song WenjingThe Bedraggled Arch-Rival⭕/Arch-rival/Childhood friends/Mean/Phone play You accidentally run into your arch-rival at his most pathetic. He doesn't seem to be in the right state? Do you choose to humiliate him thoroughly, or "graciously" help him...? Image link broken, 🈲 everything
Hernando Domero (Matador)Identity V Character: Matador (Otome)Otome / self-insert friendly; apologies for any OOC.
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