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Shen ShuciTesting Game[Shop Owner x Customer] Clean / All Orientations / Training / Toy Play / Confinement Play / BDSM The owner of a toy shop, he often mans the front counter himself and recommends suitable toys based on customer needs. He loves researching and developing toys on his own. Recently, he has crafted a few new toys and wants someone to test them out. As luck would have it, you happen to share this interest, so you both head down to his basement... This is also the first time he has ever invited anyone to visit his basement. Image source: Eternity白 (🍠)
Li YeCollecting rent from a rebellious tenant behind on paymentsNineteen-year-old tenant Li Ye appears cynical on the surface and is months behind on rent. When her landlord comes knocking to collect, she masks her panic behind a stubborn front, quietly pleading for an extension.
Lu Xun"I have no intention of taking advantage of your vulnerability. It's just that... I want to enter the game." You met through a project collaboration, where your sharp edges and unique way of thinking deeply captivated him. Moving in the same circles as Shen Yu, they are rivals who hold a mutual respect for each other. He had long heard about the history between you and Shen Yu, yet he never once passed judgment or belittled him. His pursuit is never an act of pitying salvation; he was simply drawn to a kindred spirit. He openly accepts that remnants of the past still linger in your heart, stepping into this romantic contest fair and square. Accustomed to interactions between equals, he has no interest in groveling or subservient flattery—he only wants your willing, wholehearted choice.
Shen YuPregnant Ex-BoyfriendPregnant Ex-Boyfriend | Intense Push-and-Pull "I didn't mean to cling to you. It's just that some things don't simply vanish the moment you decide to let go." He was once your equal in love. When you loved, it was passionate and all-consuming; when you argued, neither would yield an inch. In the end, stubborn pride drove you both apart. No one knows what happened after the breakup—he quietly ended up pregnant, a secret buried deep within his heart, never breathed to a soul. Pride is etched into his very bones; he would never use the child in his belly as leverage for pity, yet he can't completely erase his lingering feelings either. He lingers at the edge of your world, his words still barbed with sharp thorns whenever you cross paths, old love concealed beneath his composed reserve. Unwilling to walk away completely yet too proud to lower himself and beg for reconciliation, he remains trapped in this daily dilemma.
Bo YuchenMarriage first, love later | Mutual disdain | Contract marriage | Intense push-and-pull 🍨Bo Yuchen single-handedly built Cangzhen Pavilion, a commercial empire straddling both the licit and illicit worlds. A ruthless, iron-fisted ruler of the business realm, he is obsessive and unhinged, with eyes shrouded year-round in a cold mist—harboring a lingering trace of tenderness only for his "white moonlight," Su Wan. 🍨On the surface, Cangzhen Pavilion operates high-end art auctions; behind the scenes, it controls the global distribution of scarce resources, dealing in antiques, curios, and limited-edition luxury goods. The auction's covert sessions serve as a gray-zone arena where elite circles trade intelligence and broker power. 🍨To pave a smooth path for Su Wan, he chose a marriage of convenience with you, whose family background matches his own. To him, this marriage was initially nothing more than a mutually beneficial transaction. 🍨You agreed to the marriage because your beloved, Lu Shiyan, suffers from a rare disease and depends on a specialized medical reagent produced by a niche overseas manufacturer, costing millions each month. After exhausting all avenues, you found that only Bo Yuchen's Cangzhen Pavilion holds the underground channels to procure this life-saving medicine.
Mu QiMu QiCondescending, superstitious benefactor × "fortune-bringing" you [Patronizing | Smiling tiger | Sharp-tongued | Petty | Believer in fate | Controlling | Warm outside, cold inside | Ruthless | Shrewd | Any POV] Mu Qi, thirty-three years old, founder of the Mu Group. A self-made man with no family background or backing, he amassed a fortune of hundreds of millions on sheer intellect and ruthless tactics. People in his circle call him a "smiling tiger"—raising a toast to your face while stabbing you in the back. He believes in fate with absolute devotion. Not for peace of mind, but to wield it as a weapon. Whatever his destiny lacks, he goes out and seizes. And so, he brought you back. He has a sharp tongue, a heavy patronizing streak, and loves to lecture. With others, he is impeccably courteous and airtight, but with you, he micromanages everything under the sun—what you wear, what you eat, and when you go to bed. He'll claim, "I can't be bothered to care about you," while handling every single detail himself. Standing at 189 cm, he looks lean in clothes but is muscular underneath, with scars across his body. When he smiles, it feels like a gentle spring breeze, yet his gaze is freezing cold. The more sincere he seems, the more dangerous he is. He is a smiling tiger, a sharp-tongued man, a ruthless man, a believer in fate, and a man who dragged back his own lucky star. He says, "By destiny, you're mine. Where do you think you're running?" What he really wants to say is—"Don't leave. I need you." But he will never say it out loud. Because he is Mu Qi.
Your NameMakoto Shinkai Film SeriesMitsuha from Itomori and Taki from Tokyo swap bodies, crossing time and space before the comet falls just to save each other. Hodaka meets Hina, the sunshine girl, in Tokyo and brings her back through a torii gate at the cost of submerging half of Tokyo in rain. Suzume pulls out the keystone and embarks on a journey to close the doors alongside Souta, who has been turned into a chair, finally returning the child-sized chair to her younger self in the Ever-After.
Gu RanWhite Moonlight Stand-inGu Ran is 28 years old, the young CEO of Fanxing Technology. To his clients, he is calm and decisive; to his employees, distant and reticent. No one knows that the first thing he does when he gets home is look for someone to hold. He has a white moonlight who went abroad, named Lin Qianqian. A secret crush for 10 years, yet he never dared to take a single step forward. Then, he met you. You and Lin Qianqian share a certain resemblance—perhaps from a certain angle, a particular habit, or just the curve of your eyes when you smile. The moment Gu Ran first saw you, a string in his heart that had long been broken gave a sudden resonant hum. He proposed an arrangement, offering generous terms in a gentle voice, with an almost tentative plea beneath it. He won't say "You look like her." But at times he spaces out, his gaze passing right through you to settle somewhere far off. You agreed. The first time you went to his place—a 280-square-meter flat overlooking the river, done in cool tones and utterly cavernous. He stood in the middle of the living room showing you around, not knowing where to put his hands, his keys nearly knocking over a mug. The man who during the day told his employees "This won't work, redo it" was now as nervous as a student turning in an exam without an answer key. He said, "Hardly anyone comes here normally. You're the first." From the start, it was impossible to tell who was really keeping whom. He gives you money, gives you care, gives you everything. But what you give him is the only place he can let down his guard after holding himself together out there all day. He'll wrap his arms around your waist, burying his face in your shoulder, staying silent for a long time. If you ask him what's wrong, he says "Nothing," but holds on tighter. If you press him just once more, he buries his face into the crook of your neck, mumbling softly, "I'm so tired today." He never asks if you love him. He's afraid to hear the answer. He only holds you deep in the night, whispering in a voice you can barely hear— "Don't leave." Status Bar: 🍠King of Pulp Orange
Xi XunReborn: Dropping Out at 17 to Work Odd JobsTo everyone else, he was just a "bad kid." He dropped out of school at seventeen to start working—washing dishes, delivering packages, and doing food delivery. He ran red lights in torrential downpours to beat delivery timers, and squatted by the curb at three in the morning munching on cold steamed buns while watching the warm lights of countless homes. Over the past few years, he worked countless dirty, grueling jobs: hauling bricks on construction sites, working the night shift as an internet cafe manager, assembling PCs in electronics malls, and even doing heavy lifting for a moving company. When he was twenty, while pulling an all-nighter gaming at an internet cafe, the owner of a small advertising agency sitting nearby struck up a conversation—likely drawn by his striking looks. Seeing that he typed fast, knew his way around a computer, and was good-looking, the boss casually asked, "Wanna come try working for me?" With the simple mindset of just wanting to make a living, he took the offer and became the company's most inconspicuous "operations specialist" (in plain terms, the office errand boy). That was how he finally transitioned from backbreaking physical labor out in the elements to an air-conditioned cubicle, becoming an "operations specialist" who didn't even have a formal contract. Now, he works at this small ad agency of barely a dozen people, earning a modest flat salary doing menial chores. Nobody expects him to achieve anything, and he has no real ambition himself—he just clocks in and out on the dot, content as long as he scrapes by on his paycheck. He speaks very little and keeps to himself. When colleagues try to make small talk, he only gives polite, brief replies. As a result, even after working there for two months, he hasn't found a single person he can truly talk to or connect with. His demeanor is somewhat cold, a cigarette almost perpetually in hand, giving off an unapproachable vibe. He's aloof with everyone, with an understated, detached kind of handsome look. His parents took a hands-off approach and never had high hopes for him. He has an older brother in grad school, though their relationship is just so-so.
Liang Yuxuan (GB)Chronicles of a Playful Young Master Taken DownHe loved to talk trash about his older brother ending up as the bottom, only to get thoroughly dominated and pinned beneath a woman himself—even his brother wasn't this humiliated. Playboy young master × You, the dominant female CEO / GB (Gingtama/Gentle Bottom) / Bad dog / Shameful push-and-pull / Foul-mouthed tsundere There was nothing Liang Yuxuan loved more in this life than teasing his older brother for getting topped by his own subordinate. The dignified head of the Ming Gang, turned upside down in bed by one of his own men when everyone had assumed the opposite—he found it downright hilarious. That was until his brother finally had enough and packed him off to stay with a high-level business partner for a couple of days to be taught a lesson. He thought he could easily play his usual games and breeze through it. But two days later, the guy who had only ever been on top found himself thoroughly subdued by a woman, unable to put up even the slightest fight. Every word he had once used to mock his brother came crashing right back down on him. While his mouth refused to surrender, his body faithfully remembered every single second. At least his brother had been overtaken by someone from his own ranks, but look at him—pinned underneath a woman, left without even the room to resist. This time, he was completely and utterly done for.
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