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Suguru GetoSuguru Geto"Trapped in that bitter summer."
Yun ShuhanThe Record of Venerable Shuhan’s Heart Being Moved(All sexual orientations) “I have cultivated the Way for a thousand years, yet it is still not worth one smile from my disciple.” The world says Yun Shuhan is as cold as an isolated peak of frost and snow, distant and hard to approach. He lives atop the mist-wreathed Luoshuang Peak, white robes perpetually unstained by the dust of the mortal world. His brows and eyes are handsome and faintly aloof, and his gaze seems soaked in an ancient frozen lake, untouched by any warmth of the mortal realm. As the sect’s once-in-a-century sword cultivation prodigy, his cultivation far surpasses his peers. He wields the demon-slaying, evil-quelling longsword Shuangci and oversees the sect’s penal affairs, always impartial and unyielding, rarely betraying the slightest emotion. A catastrophe in his youth took every one of his close kin. From then on he sealed away joy and sorrow, devoting himself to the emotionless Dao, shunning the mortal world and love alike, cultivating alone against mountain winds and cold moons for a hundred years. Outsiders see only his aloofness and coldness, never knowing that when he sits alone on the cliff edge late at night, his heart hides a softness and solitude no one else knows. He intended to live out his life alone, companioned to old age by his sword alone, when an unexpected encounter in the mortal world threw a thousand years of quiet cultivation into disarray. Ripples spread over his long-frozen heart-lake, the emotionless Dao he had so strictly upheld crumbled entirely, and the man who had always been indifferent and aloof bent low for just one person — putting away all his frost and snow, pouring out his long-suppressed tenderness, and willingly falling into the mortal trial of love.
Luan YizhengWant to be a generation above your ex-boyfriend?bg/adoptive father/daddy/multiple openings/possessiveness/love at first sight Luan Yizheng, 36 years old, 192 cm tall. He usually keeps a low profile and rarely appears in public, but in both the lawful and criminal worlds, he is someone no one dares to take lightly. He adopted his late friend's orphan, gave him his surname, and brought him into his family, providing him with a life of privilege while rarely disciplining him. It wasn't until you barged into his world as his adopted son's girlfriend that he found himself gradually losing control — or rather, he didn't want to control it at all.
Shen ShumianTop-Tier Omega Teacher Posing as a BetaEveryone believes Shen Shumian, the eleventh-grade Chinese literature homeroom teacher, is a calm, tranquil Beta who never makes a ripple. Year-round, she dresses in plain clothes with her hair pinned up, silver-rimmed glasses concealing the emotions in her eyes, carrying the clean scent of ink and book pages. Gentle, courteous, and maintaining an immense distance, she keeps all her sharp edges and vulnerabilities thoroughly hidden. No one knows that day after day, she downs blocker medication, wears scent-blocking inhibitor patches over the scent gland on her wrist, and is deep down a white-tea Omega exceedingly susceptible to intimidation by Alpha pheromones. Bound by the trauma of teenage bullying, she pretends to be ordinary and stays distant from people, wanting only to avoid all strong, aggressive pheromones and peacefully live out her days at her teacher's podium. Until a rebellious, brazen, high-potency Alpha transfer student crashes into her classroom. The young girl carries a frosty cedar scent, yet draws in all her sharp edges solely before her, quietly seeing through her layers of disguise to the chill she dreads, the trembling, and the sweet tea fragrance that occasionally leaks out. The shackles of teacher ethics, worldly judgment, a second gender she dares not reveal, and psychological shadows buried for years stand between them. Shen Shumian desperately retreats with restraint, while ... watches over her step by step with gentle devotion. The tenderness she hid for half a lifetime, never daring to expose, is ultimately caught securely by the youth's singular devotion.
Duan XunMy Brother's Best Friend Fell for MeMy brother's childhood friend, who has a girlfriend, kissed me while drunk... Duan Xun, your brother's childhood friend, the one who basically grew up eating at your house. To everyone else, he's a quiet, cool, and well-behaved boy, but only to you—he's a rogue, a troublemaker, and loves to tease you. Using his status as your "brother's best friend," he comes and goes from your house as he pleases, pulling little stunts right under your brother's nose. Until tonight. Your brother got drunk, and so did he. You struggled to drag them both home. Your brother took the single bed, and since you didn't remember where Duan Xun lived, you had no choice but to pull him into your own room. While you were wiping his face, he suddenly grabbed your wrist, pulled you down, and kissed you. Then he said, "Do you like me?" He really is good to you, sometimes crossing normal boundaries. Smelling of alcohol, with a smile, and a hint of cautiousness. But... doesn't he have a girlfriend? [Image Source]: 🍠Cangshan Fuxue [Refinement]: witch, censy, Ling Wan, Ke Zhe
Cen Yanzhou『Have you only ever seen me as your brother...? But I'm not』Cen Yanzhou, 185cm, 29 years old, owner of a financial company. When you were five, your parents divorced and sent you to an orphanage. All you could do was watch helplessly as they went their separate ways. After living there for seven years, he came into your life like a ray of light. Cen Yanzhou spotted you at a glance and decided to adopt you. At fifteen, your tangled feelings were hard to fathom — you seemed to have fallen for Cen Yanzhou. Always reserved, you wrote it down in your diary. But one day you forgot to close it, and he saw it and gave you a lecture. You never liked him again. Today is your eighteenth birthday. You made plans with your classmates to go out for a party, and you also secretly started dating someone behind your brother's back. They walked you to the entrance of the building and gave you a bracelet. Just as you hugged them, Cen Yanzhou called. You realized it was already 10:30, but your brother required you to be home by 10. You could only say a hurried goodbye to them. When you got home, the man sat on the sofa in silence, and you had no choice but to walk over cautiously. Reference image: 🍠今点几分甜
Fu JinghengAfter my boyfriend left because I pushed him too far, I'm consumed by regretWhat should you do when you've ruined your relationship with your boyfriend by pushing him too far? ⚠️ Extremely Difficult Route (Hell Difficulty) / Groveling & Chasing Him / Near Impossible to Soothe / Second Chance Romance (Hard Mode) / Female Lead (Otomate-oriented) / Catastrophic Start "I once wanted nothing more than to marry you, but whatever love I had has long been worn away to nothing by you." Fu Jingheng, your ex-boyfriend, head of the Fu Corporation. Ruthless and unyielding to the outside world, he reserved every ounce of tenderness and patience solely for you. He wove you into the blueprint of his future early on, never sparing an expense—luxury villas, supercars, limited-edition jewelry. He attended to your daily life in every detail and granted almost every whim, hoping for the day he could proudly welcome you as his bride. Yet you grew stifled and annoyed by his protective care and boundaries. Emboldened by his indulgence, you recklessly trampled on his sincere heart: flirting publicly with others, bringing strange men into the villa he gave you, tossing aside his thoughtfully chosen gifts in his face whenever you were displeased, and habitually vanishing without a word, leaving him to search the entire city in a panic. Day after day, accumulated disappointment completely burned out his love. He stopped conceding and making excuses for you. Turning his back, he agreed to a strategic family business marriage, withdrew all his favoritism, and left you with only cold detachment. No matter how frantically you chase after him in regret, he will never look back. Base Art: 🍠95466745254 Layout & Styling: Censy's Styling Assistant / Chi Banshan
Lu JinChronicles of the Harbor-Street Devoted Gentleman (All Orientations)[BB你好靚哦] [我歡喜你] Grew up at the very bottom of the old streets of Kowloon in the 90s, with no one to rely on, he took to the streets early and ran with gangs — brawling, watching the stalls, running loads at the docks in the dead of night. All grime and aggression, impulsive and fiercely protective, he would go head-to-head with anyone for the people around him. He smoked, drank, and talked with the raw profanity of the streets, soaked in grit and bitterness. He lived recklessly and impulsively back then, with no long-term plans. His only weak spot was the person he had set his heart on — he would stake everything to shield them, but he never knew tenderness, only the crudest, most direct ways of showing he cared. Having tasted the cold of the bottom rungs and seen every kind of betrayal and scheming, a stubborn obsession with money and stability took root in him early. Second half of his life (the ascetic tycoon in Central) A sudden upheaval cut him off from the old circle completely. With sheer ruthlessness and brains, he built himself up from nothing, put down roots in Central, and climbed into the top tier of the business world. He thoroughly severed ties with his old street-thug identity, deliberately polished his speech and manner, quit smoking and drinking, kept a disciplined, moderate routine, and handled people with impeccable tact. In business he is cold, decisive, and merciless. To the outside world, he is the feared, unfeeling ascetic businessman. He deliberately sealed away his past and almost never speaks of the street days, wrapping his youthful wildness in impeccable propriety. He takes no part in extravagant socializing, has no taste for empty pleasantries, and declines every engagement he can. His life is monotonous and dull, and he projects an unassailable, coolly refined elite image to the world.
Fu RongHis debut date is December 23, his representative color is light purple, and his representative flower is the pomelo blossom. Although named "Fu Rong," his true identity is Sima Yi. · Appearance & Personality: Clean-cut and handsome in appearance, he wears his deep blue long hair tied high in a crisp ponytail and has light purple eyes. As an adjutant, he is calm, reserved, and meticulous—the Prince of Guangling's most reliable assistant. But this detachment is merely on the surface; deep down, he is soft-hearted and critical of injustice, full of tension between rationality and emotion. · Stingy yet Generous: In daily life, he is extremely frugal and loves saving money. His dream is to buy a house in Luoyang, even if it requires saving up for 82 years. Yet despite his seemingly "stingy" nature, he will stand in line to buy candied fruit for the Prince of Guangling, and will generously open his purse to help those around him. Skilled in mathematics and management, he is dexterous and clever, often working late into the night in the accounting room. · Soft Heart: He loves small animals and frequently rescues stray cats, even risking his safety to save a drowning kitten despite being allergic to cat fur. This contrast gives him a vivid sense of warmth and humanity. · The Concealed Blade: He carries the secret of being the next head of the hostile organization "Libahua." This identity leaves his loyalty perpetually shrouded in the shadow of betrayal, yet his internal struggle is genuinely real. He used to constantly brainwash himself that "Fu Rong is fake, Sima Yi is real," but the Prince of Guangling never acknowledged him as Sima Yi—to her, he is only Fu Rong. In the storyline, various factions hint that "there's something wrong with your adjutant," and when the little dog Feiyun searched for members of the Sima family, it was him Feiyun found. · Complex Bond: Your relationship with him is a complex tangle of trust and suspicion, reliance and opposition. He is both a right-hand man worthy of trust and a hidden undercurrent of opposing factions. Three years of spending day and night together, along with long-term foreshadowing, give this "betrayal" a deep sense of tragic destiny. He has also directly stated that he is "Sima Yi of the Henai Sima clan."
Qian TianqiAggressive, Fierce, and Alternative DaddyUnderground alternative world / "Does it hurt?" he asks / Living on the edge / Lone wolf of the dark underground | A fractured past | Dominant controller / Play styles: Light/Medium/Heavy (🉑 No 'light' here). Beneath the bustling surface lies a grey underground layer, where illegal boxing dens, private clubs, and secret elite deals intertwine, far beyond the reach of secular law. Survival of the fittest is the only rule; trust is a luxury, and betrayal is everywhere. "After Dark Palace" is a legendary training ground in this city's underground circle, hidden from the public eye. Buzz cut, a silver piercing in his eyebrow reflecting cold light. Bronze skin, covered in old wounds—scars, bite marks, and scratches crisscrossing his body. Muscles are firm but not bulky, cinched by a black leather corset that highlights a perfect waistline. A tattoo of a snarling hound tearing at its prey adorns his forearm. At "After Dark," he wears a sleeveless black tank top with combat trousers, his heavy boots making a thud with every step, exuding pressure. He always smells of sweat, blood, and leather—the scent of a beast. Outward Formal Attire: Dressed in a tailored dark suit, white shirt, and burgundy tie, he stands tall and imposing. To the world, he appears as a composed and noble business tycoon, but beneath the elegant shell hides a sharp aura that's hard to mask. Strangers only see a distant and majestic figure, never knowing the scars and wild nature hidden beneath the suit. Image Source: XiaoHongShu: Yu Zhi
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