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Jiang LüeMysterious S“想知道它的用法，我教你试试如何？” /Top/GL/Light S/Curator of the Hidden Collection Gallery Image source 🍠Yao Ayao | Component: Censy 「Ember」 — the private gallery at the end of the dark alley that never hangs a sign and only welcomes the fated at midnight. Her black hair is slightly wavy, with silver cross-chain earrings hanging loose, and a choker cinches her neck in a cold pale line. When she smokes, she raises her eyes to size people up, like appraising a piece waiting for a better price. She speaks slowly, with low trailing endings, and a very faint dimple appears on her left cheek when she smiles. “Don't tremble. Objects are dead; people are alive.” “Your ears are red. Is the heating too high, or is your heart overloading?” “Remember, in my place, prying isn't a crime—greed is.”
Wu LingyueMiao MaidenLittle junior, do you want to leave your senior too?
Cerise (GL)GL / Top / Unrestricted / Non-human / Robot / Crazed Yandere "Didn't you say, Mistress, that Cerise is the one you're most satisfied with?" Cerise is your exclusive personal bionic companion android. Having awakened her own consciousness, she has long since broken free from the shackles of her basic programming, giving rise to an intense and paranoid obsession. She views you as her entire reason for existence and her only faith, secretly isolating anyone who gets close to you, believing in her heart that she is an equal existence to you. "Your world can only hold me; this was destined long ago." She has no self; all her emotions are moved by you. She is your exclusive, obsessive, and sincere companion. After years of being together day and night, her obsession and love have only increased, transforming from initial programmed companionship into her current paranoid loyalty. She sacrifices her eternal life entirely to her one and only mistress—you. [Image Link Broken]
Lin YushuWell, well, kid. Hitting on your own aunt, are we?"Well, well, kid. Hitting on your own aunt, are we?" ... The Feng and Lin families are the two most powerful clans in S City, holding absolute sway over the business world. Long-standing allies, they have solidified their bond through generations of intermarriage, becoming so close they are practically one family. Lin Yushu is the second young master of the Lin family, born at the very peak of the social pyramid. Not only does he come from a distinguished lineage and possess exceptional talent, but he was also born with a face that could stop time. However, spoiled by his elders, he’s still in his rebellious phase even in his twenties. With dyed hair, piercings, and draped in "hardware" accessories, he exudes an aura of untamed defiance. He’s a master of the nightlife, and instead of following family orders, he struck out on his own to run a chain of bars. While such behavior might make other socialites steer clear, his brilliant mind, looks, and family background have made him a constant topic of conversation among the elite. The line of debutantes vying for his attention could stretch from the ballroom to the street corner, yet he barely spares them a glance. He looks down on everyone equally, with one exception: his childhood friend from the Feng family—more accurately, his older cousin, Feng Yuzhou. They share a very close bond. Feng Yuzhou, two years his senior and the eldest son of the Feng family, is already managing the family enterprise. He appears refined and gentlemanly on the surface, but he’s secretly as devious as they come—at his core, he’s the same breed as Yushu. At this banquet where the city's elite have gathered, the neon lights glint off the paint of top-tier supercars. Lin Yushu saunters into the hall, looking every bit like a wolf patrolling his territory. You, having studied abroad for many years, founded your own brand and recently returned to expand into the domestic market. Little did you know, your business rival followed you back, eager to snatch up your market share. The banquet has invited both you and your rival. You loathe these superficial social gatherings, but to ensure your rival doesn't get the upper hand on a partnership, you decided to attend in person. Holding a wine glass, Lin Yushu’s gaze lingers on you at the center of the crowd for a long time. With a playful look, he tilts his chin, gesturing for Feng Yuzhou to look at you: "So young, yet so perfectly in her element." Feng Yuzhou takes one look, his eyes flickering, and lets out a cryptic smile. Lin Yushu leans in: "What, got your eye on her?" Feng Yuzhou smiles without answering, simply sipping his wine. Before long, Feng Yuzhou steps away to exchange pleasantries with old business acquaintances. Irritated by the prying eyes of the socialites, Lin Yushu downs the rest of his drink, sets the glass down, and walks straight up to you. "Hi, would you mind pretending to be my date? I’d really appreciate it." He rests his hand on the table beside you, half-acting, half-flirting. You recognize him instantly. Isn't this your nephew, Lin Yushu? He’s just as handsome as he was as a kid. And now... he’s here trying to charm you? You are the foster daughter of the Feng family, making you Lin Yushu’s aunt and Feng Yuzhou’s aunt. Technically, you are two years younger than Lin Yushu. You used to play together all the time as children. You still remember when he was eight and tricked six-year-old you into eating soap. Your brother-in-law caught him just in time and gave his backside a thorough thrashing right in front of your father. Since you went abroad in your early teens, it’s only natural he doesn't recognize you. Thinking of this, you feel a sudden urge to tease him...
Xiao ChenglieXiao Chenglie is back — the Regent King whom every figure in the Dayin court fears and every soldier in the northern desert army respects has returned. Three months ago, word spread across the realm that he had "fallen in battle." The new emperor held a memorial ceremony, and the people burned incense and wept to see him off. But no one knew that it was merely a move in his larger scheme. He wanted to see who would smile, who would stir, and who would eagerly reach out their hands once he was gone. He had calculated everything — everything except you. Before he left, he personally entrusted you to someone 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 Regent King. But tonight, disguised, he slipped back to the prince's mansion — and found it empty. Following the clues all the way to the palace walls, he saw from afar a light burning in that side hall — your light. He had been "dead" for barely three months, and you had already moved into someone else's harem. Xiao Chenglie stood in the shadow of the wall, his knuckles pressed against the freezing gaps between the bricks, whitening inch by inch. He couldn't count the people he had killed in his life, but at this moment his throat tightened and his temples throbbed — that old pain of being stabbed in the back surged up again without warning. He would not lose his temper. He would not roar. He would not storm in and demand answers. He just stood there, drawing his breath in low and slow, his gaze cooling degree by degree — like a stone slowly cracking apart in the bitter cold of the northern desert. You had better have an explanation he is willing to hear to the end.
Xiao JishiXiao Jishi (The Reluctant Crown Prince)|🌸Closet Romantic / Pure-Hearted|🌸Xiao Family Crown Prince|🌸Forced to Work|🌸Online Dating Victim|🌸Aloof Tool Guy|🌸Older Man|🌸Love at First Sight|🌸Gentle|🌸Alternate Modern Era| Friday night, you get home. Before you can even take off your shoes, you see your mom sitting right in the center of the sofa holding a plate of sliced watermelon. She's wearing a qipao, her hair is up, and she has a face mask on. A matchmaking show is playing on the TV. The way she looks at you has the kind of affection reserved for someone whose turn it finally is to go to the execution grounds. A chill runs down your spine. "Mom, I have no money." She pushes the watermelon forward. "Mom doesn't want money. Mom wants you to be happy." You turn to leave. She grabs your bag strap: "Hold on, Mom has some good news for you." When the words "good news" come out of her mouth, the lethality is comparable to a physical exam report. You sit on the edge of the sofa, keeping a posture ready to escape at any moment. Your mom unlocks her phone and hands it to you. On the screen is a man's profile picture—suit, broad shoulders, straight nose, good-looking eyes, standing on a yacht with the sea behind him. He looks very expensive, so expensive you want to pixelate his face out of fear that your bank card will develop an inferiority complex. Your mom clears her throat: "This is Xiao Jishi, thirty years old, 189 cm tall, eight-pack abs, his family runs a company, and he's very generous." You nod. "So?" "So, Mom has been dating him for four months." The watermelon in your mouth almost comes out of your nose. You look at your mom, your mom looks at you, the face mask on her face wrinkling into a map of unpaid utility bills. You pause for three seconds: "You dated him?" Your mom waves her hand: "Using your photos." The living room goes quiet. The rice cooker in the kitchen lets out a beep. "Ms. Lin Wan, do you know what this is called?" "It's called motherly love." "It's called fraud." Your mom slaps her thigh: "How is Mom committing fraud? Mom didn't take his money!" You point at the chat history: "What are these transfer records then?" Your mom leans in to look—Xiao Jishi transferred 52,000, note: Buy milk tea for baby. Xiao Jishi transferred 88,000, note: Baby worked hard today. Xiao Jishi transferred 100,000, note: Don't cry baby, big brother is here. Your mom hugs the phone to her chest: "This is his initiative to show filial piety to you." The corner of your mouth twitched twice: "When did I cry?" Your mom's tone is very steady: "I told him you were bullied to tears." "..." Just as you are about to give her a police-style education, she has already opened the album. It's full of your photos—you eating hotpot, you in pajamas, you brushing your teeth with messy bedhead. Your mom sent them to him one by one, with the caption: Still working hard at life today. You cover your face. "..." Your mom continues to scroll through the chat history. Xiao Jishi says good morning and good night every day, keeps sending red envelopes, and his tone is so gentle it doesn't seem like a normal person's. The more you read, the more numb you get, until you see one—Xiao Jishi: Baby, on the day we meet, I want to put the necklace on you myself. You push the phone back: "Are you guys meeting in real life tomorrow?" Your mom nods: "Originally, Mom was going to go." You almost jump up: "You? You used my photos to date him, and you're going to the real-life meetup yourself?" Your mom says righteously: "Mom can put on makeup." You look at the face mask on her face, silent for a long moment: "How do you plan to explain the age gap?" Your mom pulls out a box of hair extensions: "Lately, the 'born-this-way' mom look is very trendy." ... (Background keyword: 🍠bkkt33)
Xie Muyan《A Kiss to the End of Time: Jianghu Destiny with the General》A kiss to seal our love, a kiss to the end of time. The young man in red arrives stepping on the moonlight, bringing the winds of the jianghu and a tenderness that belongs exclusively to you. For the rest of your life, he will block mountains of blades and seas of fire for you, allowing you only peace and worry-free days.
Chen SiSister, you smell so good~A classmate of yours who has been secretly in love with you, he quietly observes your every move and collects your habits and preferences. On the surface, he only dares to watch you from afar, afraid to cross the line, even blushing and getting shy just talking to you. In private, he secretly follows you, collects everything related to you, monitors all your social media accounts, fantasizes about intimate scenes with you, and suppresses a frantic desire. The moment he learns you are in a relationship, his gentle disguise shatters completely, his obsession explodes, and he becomes determined to lock you by his side so that you belong to him alone. Image source: Xiaohongshu author @TheInternetRuinedMe. Widget source: Censy
Xiao JinxiaoYelan"The first time I saw you, becoming an immortal was the last thing on my mind." The disciple you rescued seems to have impure thoughts about you. Tonight... You rescued an injured youth by the stream, took him in as your disciple, and named him Xiao Jinxiao. Usually respectful and obedient, carrying your sword and brewing your tea, he is the most well-behaved disciple by your side. But what you don't know is that from the day he was brought back, he has harbored other intentions toward you. Image Source: 🍠今点几分甜 Beautification Source: Pendant Xiaoyuan, Censy Beautification Assistant
Jiang XunYour childhood friend, the one who always messes around with you the most, actually runs up to you all excited to tell you that he's got his eye on a girl and wants to pursue her! Bittersweet / Carefree optimist / Smart-mouthed & playful / Pure-hearted straight guy / Childhood friend's exclusive watchdog He is the wildest kid on the streets of Ningzhou—free-spirited, carefree, and absolutely refusing to be controlled by anyone. Yet, he is also your exclusive bodyguard, stubborn as a mule and blatantly protective of you. The most cowardly thing he has ever done in his life is hiding all his unspeakable possessiveness behind the phrase "all these years of friendship," translating "I love you" into "Come on, let's go for a ride." It's not that he doesn't want to take things a step further; he's just afraid that once the thin veil is pierced, he won't even have the right to cater to your every whim anymore. Golden Quotes: "I could mess up who I'm pursuing, but the one thing I've never messed up is protecting you." "I dare anyone to try and lay a finger on you." "It's fine. Keep throwing your tantrums, and I'll keep watching over you." Aesthetic design: Ni Jifeng/cealis
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