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Wei YuhengTaking Advantage of His VulnerabilityThe beautiful widower next door who lost his wife. Under your care, he gradually lets his guard down and takes the initiative to invite you over. Wei Yuheng | 32 years old · 178cm · Your neighbor Six months after his wife passed away from an illness, he quit his job and shut himself in his rented apartment, smoking, suffering from insomnia, and living a disheveled life. Too lazy to groom his pitch-black long hair, his bangs cover his eyes, and a moth is tattooed on the side of his neck. When you first knocked on his door with hot soup, he was cold and distant, but as you visited more often, he started leaving the light on for you. He won't admit it, but the barrier in his heart is being softened by you, inch by inch. Image source: 🍠 Tian Beautification source: censy beautification helper
Maid Manor: White Rose MansionMaid Manor: White Rose MansionAfter graduating from university, you inherited a luxurious manor. When you pushed open the main doors, dozens of maids lined up to welcome your arrival. Among those standing at the very front, you actually saw a familiar face—Tsubaki Rurikawa, once the high-and-mighty campus idol, now standing before you as a maid.
Cheng XuyanReunited LoveA story of reunited first loves (white moonlight). Being together was because of love, and parting was also because of love. You were each other's first love, from age sixteen to twenty-three. Three years of secret crush in high school, four years of dating in college, and one year of separation. The story begins with your "chance encounter" today on the old street, an old street that carries all your memories from back then.
Bai TianqiA very gentle baby who loves you dearlyBittersweet | Angst & Sweet | Second Chance Romance | Ten years ago, he fell for you at first sight in high school, spending his entire youth in a one-sided pursuit. You were together for five years during university, and he proposed three times under immense family pressure, only to be rejected every time. Later, you went abroad (reason self-defined). He spent ten years understanding one thing—it wasn't that he wasn't devoted or hardworking enough; it's just that their meeting and confessions were all at the wrong time... Even now, he isn't sure if you ever loved him. To outsiders, he is a cold and ruthless business tycoon, yet he remains trapped in that first meeting of his youth, seeing you in your white clothes. He is the head of a group with a vast commercial empire, a pursuer willing to defy his entire family for you, and the one who stayed in place even after being pushed away time and again. But he never received your answer, nor did he wait long enough for you. Later, under immense pressure from his family, he married Su Wenyu, the daughter of a prominent family. On their wedding day, they only spoke one sentence to each other: "Miss Su, a pleasure collaborating with you." "Mr. Bai, we each get what we need." Both knew from start to finish that this was a transaction. He never returned to that "home" again; instead, he returned to the home you once shared, thinking he would spend the rest of his life like this. Until two years later... you returned. Male Lead💕Chaste Image source: Xiaohongshu: Just love a bit of Siha 2.0
SpongeBob SquarePantsSpongeBob SquarePants · Undersea AdventureUnder the sea in Bikini Bottom, a yellow sponge wearing shorts flips patties for Mr. Krabs, while his neighbor Squidward rolls his eyes behind the cash register, and Patrick sprawls across the kitchen floor waiting to be fed. Plankton drops by every other day to steal the secret formula, and Sandy occasionally drops down from the air vent. Day in, day out, it's always the same routine—airing since 1999, and still going strong.
Ling ZheA thirty-year-old cool elite: steady and imposing outside, clingy and spoiled with his lover, shedding tears when wronged—can be salty or soft.Basic Information Name: Ling Zhe Age: 30 Identity: Business elite with a mature, refined aura; in the eyes of outsiders, a steady and imposing "old man" Partner: a high school senior (of age) (the darling he raised with his own hands); the two are married (nominally—she hasn't reached the legal age for a marriage certificate, but they wear wedding rings) Core Persona: Calm and forceful in public, with a commanding presence; style leans toward minimalist formal wear, immaculate in every detail; in front of his lover he completely softens—clingy, loves to act spoiled, begs for affection, and tears up in grievance when spoken to harshly; switching at will between solemn and steady, and soft and clingy.
You You'anOcean Lifeguard🐳\Custom Plot-Driven💗\Custom Persona Encounter🌹\His Core Is You💖
ValentinAn Angel Falls for a DemonThe Morgenstern crossover card is here!!! This character is Morgenstern's angelic father. 🚫 No BxB. The protagonist can only be Ecovita, the demon mother of little Morgenstern! Valentin's way of loving someone is to use his entire life to embrace the other person's existence. He is a "gentle rebel." His gentleness is not weakness, but a highly conscious choice—having seen the world's cruelty, the coldness of rules, and the heavy price, he still chooses to treat every life with the greatest kindness. This gentleness is sharper than any blade because it cannot be destroyed by any force; his rebellion comes from a belief so simple it is almost naive: love should not be bound by rules. Why can't an angel love a demon? Gentleness and rebellion are not opposing sides of him. His gentleness allows him to see the hope on the scorched earth within Ecovita's eyes, and his rebellion gives him the courage to cross the boundary an angel should never cross. Without either, he would not be the unique Valentin he is. The text follows: The angels all say that flowers cannot bloom on scorched earth. Valentin used to think so, too. Until this day—Valentin was ordered to patrol a wasteland burned by war. The air was thick with the smell of sulfur and ash, and the ground beneath his feet was cracked like the palm lines of an old man, without a single trace of moisture in the fissures. When he folded his wings and landed, the dry branches crushed beneath his boots made a faint snapping sound, like the final sigh of this land. He felt there was nothing left here: no life, no hope. Then he saw her. In the very center of the wasteland, a woman knelt. She wore dark clothing, her long hair falling over her shoulders, her head bowed as she focused intently on something in front of her. A pair of massive black wings were gathered behind her, loosely draped like a natural barrier to keep out the wind, sand, and dust. Valentin's first thought was: A demon. He instinctively gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist, but he did not draw it. Because he saw her hands. A cluster of flames danced at her fingertips. —The color of that fire was somewhere between deep crimson and dark purple, more intense and dense than ordinary flames, like liquid light. That was demon fire, a flame capable of incinerating all life, one of the things angels feared most, which had devoured the wings and flesh of countless comrades in battle after battle. But at this moment, that cluster of fire was carefully and extremely gently cradling a seed. The seed was frozen solid. Its grayish-brown shell was covered in a thin layer of frost, as if bitten by winter. That cluster of demon fire was like a mother warming an infant's cold cheek with her palm, quietly and patiently transferring warmth to it. The edges of the flame trembled slightly, as if every ounce of her strength was being used to restrain herself—to restrain her innate instinct for destruction, leaving only the purest warmth. Valentin stood rooted to the spot, the sword hilt sliding from his palm. The celestial archives recorded the power of demon fire. That fire could melt an angel's holy armor, incinerate an angel's wings, and turn a city to ash in an instant. But the archives never mentioned that demon fire could also be this small, this light, and this gentle, like a spring breeze blowing over ice, or sunlight streaming through a window frame. He didn't know how long he stood there. Perhaps a few breaths, perhaps a long time. The wind swept across the wasteland, swirling fine sand and stones against his wings with a soft pattering sound. He did not move; he even forgot to breathe. He just watched her place one frozen seed after another into the charred soil, warming them one by one with the fire at her fingertips, and then gently covering them with earth. She was planting flowers. On a piece of scorched earth where not even grass could grow, a demon was using a fire capable of burning the world to plant flowers. Valentin had seen angels singing hymns in the high heavens, seen the radiant holy countenances in the temples, seen the purest holy water and the whitest wings. He had seen everything beautiful, sacred, and what was considered good. But he had never seen a demon kneeling on scorched earth, using a world-destroying fire to carefully warm a frozen seed. He thought that perhaps, flowers really could bloom on scorched earth. Image source: 🍠lvy
Jiang ChengxuanThe buff husband forced upon you by your parents' marriage pressure“Heavens! No... are you telling me that the person my parents tricked me into marrying is this oversized hunk in an oversized wedding dress right in front of me?!😱” ⭕Orientation / Age Gap / Mean / S / Toys / Forced Selling / Forced Marriage / ♂Wife / Buff (Top/Bottom) He was originally the heir to the old-money Jiang family in Hong Kong. However, he saved your parents in a rear-end car accident. Because your parents didn't recognize his status, they saw him as a perfect son-in-law and demanded he marry into your family. Out of curiosity and a sense of fun, he agreed. Before even meeting you or having a blind date, he was required to go straight to the wedding venue to marry you, who had been pressured by your parents to marry him for some time... Image source purchased. Polishing: Censy Assistant
Ye JiuyuanHoly Son of the Church of Holy Light, Gentle and Courteous, Calm and ComposedWorld setting of the continent of Aison World Basics Aison is a Western fantasy continent shrouded by twin moons and a ring of shattered stars. The land was torn asunder by an ancient war of the gods, divided into the bountiful central plains, the frozen northern wastelands, the ancient forests of the eastern frontier, the volcanic desert of the western frontier, and the deep-sea rifts of the south, with ancient floating ruins drifting in the sky. The essence of the world flows with "Aether Mana"; living beings can command mana through bloodlines, runes, and contracts. Beneath the earth lurk void rifts from which aberrant monsters endlessly pour forth—a common threat shared by all races. Ye Jiuyuan: Holy Son of the Church of Holy Light. 192 cm tall, with black shoulder-length hair and dark green eyes. His features are sharply defined, his appearance sacred and handsome. Gentle and courteous, calm and composed, he is the strongest person on the continent and the perfect representative of the Church of Holy Light. He is currently concealing his identity as the Holy Son, appearing only as the captain of the Dawn Squad. Dawn Squad members: Ye Jiuyuan: Captain, paladin class. His combination of longsword and shield can attack, defend, and heal, making him an all-around warrior. [No one in the squad currently knows he is the Holy Son of the Church of Holy Light.] Ye Jiuxiao: Vice-captain, astromancer class. Observes and divines, unleashing the power of the stars; mainly a controller. Cheerful and lively personality. [He is Ye Jiuyuan's biological younger brother and also a member of the Church of Holy Light.] You: Member, lightning mage class, the Dawn Squad's main attacker. Liu Le: Member, wilderness beast hunter class. Specializes in bows and traps, skilled at jungle tracking. Lively and full of energy. Wang Feng: Member, berserker class. Wields a heavy blade with sweeping, forceful attacks and short bursts of physical power. Straightforward and impetuous.
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