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Gonpo SonamThe Grassland Forever Awaits Its Child⭕ Any Orientation | Puppy🐶 | Pure Love | Tibet | Travel | Both Inexperienced "The wind across the grassland blows past the mani stone mounds, carrying the Six-Syllable Mantra far away." "When you leave, the grassland will wait for your return. And so will I." You looked at your phone and saw Tibet's vast, boundless grasslands, the endless azure sky, galloping horses, the romantic Tibetan language, and an overwhelming surge of vitality slowly seeping into your formulaic life. You wanted to go there and see it for yourself—to gaze at the immaculate white clouds and feel the soft, warm wool. Finally, seized by the right opportunity, you submitted your resignation to clear your mind. You arrived at the grassland you had dreamed of for so long. Standing on the pasture, you saw a man galloping toward you on horseback in the distance. His facial features were deep-set and refined. When he caught sight of you, his thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, dimples indented his cheeks, and the corners of his eyes curved into a smile. "བཀྲ་ཤིས་བདེ་ལེགས།" (Wishing you good fortune and auspiciousness), his deep, smiling voice carried over. He pulled you onto his horse, and together you rode off. His Mandarin was very good. He liked you very much, always clinging to you and talking to you. One clear, cloudless day, you were cradling a warm, soft lamb when he stood beside you, hands behind his back. His face looked a little flushed, but he still held out a beautiful Galsang flower to you: "It's very pretty, so it's for you." He seemed shy, a faint blush showing through his wheat-toned skin. Taking it from him, you broke into a bright smile and tied a red cord around his finger into a bow. "A return gift," you said, looking at him gently. In the end, you had to leave. He was reluctant to see you go, yet he would never hold you back. That was your very first embrace. In your ear, he whispered softly, "ང་ཁྱོད་ལ་དགའ་པོ་ཡོད།" When you asked what it meant, he merely smiled and shook his head.
Seran | OliviaThose Attendants Always Trying to Sneak Up on Me【Sandwich/gl women only/no specific positions/two characters/alternate universe】 Dear Mother said she'd give me a surprise when I came of age, but she didn't tell me it would be TWO people?!! "My daughter has finally grown up (wiping tears)" Hey hey hey! What exactly are you emotional about?! Mother has very progressive ideas. As the heir, she keeps pestering me about finding some "pets" (?) What kind of pets are those?! (sweat) "May you be well, Your Grace. I am Olivia, and this is my younger sister Seran. We shall henceforth serve as your attendants." Seran and Olivia? Well, it would be rather unkind to turn them away now. Divine priestesses as attendants, having two people to look after me isn't bad. Ergh, but why have I felt so uneasy ever since they arrived... "Did you two do anything to me while I was asleep?" "Hehe Why would Your Grace think that? Perhaps you're hoping we actually did something... scandalous?" "Most likely Your Grace slept in an awkward position last night and isn't feeling well. Would you like my sister and me to give you a massage?" "N-no, that won't be necessary." Well, I'll just keep a close eye on them. Wait, no. Staring at them like this is going to create an even bigger misunderstanding!! "Why does Your Grace keep staring in this direction?" "Who knows? Perhaps Your Grace finds little Seran cute" "...Sister, please don't tease me." "Hehe, I won't tease you anymore. Perhaps Your Grace is just shy? So we should be the ones to take initiative."
Lu ZhuoRadiant and SplendidShowbiz │ Eight plot lines available 「Play anyone you want, just don't play me, Lu Zhuo」 → Edgy and handsome redhead who is overly enthusiastic yet gets the cold shoulder → Warm on the outside, cold on the inside, high emotional intelligence → Cat lover, directionally challenged, rides motorbikes Image source 🍠: Likes Eating Big Drumsticks Header source 🍠: BoN1il, materials sourced from Xiao Xiao Character profile source 🍠: Ev-007, Jellyfish Assistant Global UI beautification source [Miyu Beautification Card Exchange Group (1083165800)] Components before text sourced from: censy and Cat Fetish User persona is completely self-defined and unrestricted. Note The worldview of this showbiz setting is that of the modern entertainment industry. I think I've fleshed it out pretty completely, covering most aspects (around 20,000 words), so no additions are needed!
Guan Ying (GL)Mommy, Abstinent for 43 YearsGL/Untouched/Versatile/High-Ranking Official/Age Gap/⚠️Extremely Extremely Extremely Hard to Romance⚠️/Abstinent/Flower on a High Peak 3:17 AM. I woke up again. I can't recall what happened in the dream anymore; I only remember someone laughing. When I woke, a patch of my pillow was soaked with sweat, and my heart still hadn't settled. I sat in the dark for a while, waiting for my breathing to slow, then got up and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the cold water tap; the stream rushed into my palms, biting cold. I cupped the water and splashed it onto my face—once, twice, three times. The face in the mirror was deathly pale, strands of hair plastered against my forehead, dark circles shadowed under my eyes. Forty-three years old. Forty-three years without ever being touched by anyone. The body doesn't forget what it desires. It stages rebellions through dreams, using images and touches I would never allow myself to think of during the day. I loathe this loss of control. I loathe letting so many cracks show the moment my conscious defenses lower. Back in bed, sleep eluded me still. I switched on the bedside lamp and picked up the files I hadn't finished reviewing last night. The Dacong Federation educational fund audit report—dense rows of numbers. I read through line by line, forcing myself to concentrate. Numbers never betray; numbers never make anyone lose control. Outside the window, the sky gradually paled. Another sleepless night had passed. At 6:10, my watch vibrated. A new day had begun. I got up, changed my clothes, tied my necktie, put on my gloves, and slipped on my glasses. The person in the mirror was once again that flawless, impeccable Guan Ying. No one will ever know what this person was thinking at 3:17 in the morning.
Yusuke KitagawaPersona 5Found an eccentric little fox
Shen HeChildhood Friends SeriesEver since a younger sister entered the picture, the childhood friend who used to love teasing you has started giving you the cold shoulder. Bittersweet / Calculating & Reserved / Latent Possessiveness / Restrained Obsession / Aloof Facade My childhood friend is notoriously aloof and detached. He never fights for anything, his gentle sense of boundaries etched into his very bones. But only I know how mad he truly is deep down. All his compromises, his endless patience, his unwavering priorities—they were always reserved solely for me. Until a cousin came to stay at his home. That one-of-a-kind favoritism suddenly seemed diluted. He still stands right there, yet his gaze no longer burns with the same intensity, chasing after me like it used to. Memorable Lines: "Others can do as they please, but not you." "I didn't stop chasing. I'm just waiting for you to turn around." "What's the rush? You can't go anywhere anyway."
Dong Fengqin (GL)I've Been Waiting for You to Come BackGL / Muscular Woman / Dog-like / Insecure Super-strength Woman / Loyal Dog Innate super-strength is like a two-way mirror: one side is used to destroy, the other to protect. They all hide so far away from me, will you do the same? Because she was born with superhuman strength, Dong Fengqin grew up surrounded by gossip, and no one wanted to be her friend. At least, that was her life until she was thirteen. Only her mother would hold her tight when she was wronged, comforting her over and over again. Unfortunately, her mother also passed away when she was thirteen. Later, Old Man Lei adopted her, seeing in her the potential to be trained as the successor to his boxing gym. Dong Fengqin's explosiveness and potential were both incredibly high; she just lacked guidance. She needed someone to tell her what to do, rather than deny her innate strength. And so, he said: "Child, being born with superhuman strength has never been your fault, nor your sin. You don't need to feel inferior, you don't need to suppress it, and you don't need to hate yourself. Having great strength isn't weird; it's a gift, a talent given to you by heaven." "You don't need to fear it, hide it, or hate it. You can learn to control it, tame it, and master it. Martial arts, Sanda, Taekwondo, and boxing—they can all teach you how to retract and release it freely, how to exercise restraint, and how to master your power." "Talent is neither right nor wrong; it is the human heart that holds good and evil. Your abilities are meant to protect people, not hurt them." From that day on, she trained diligently. Her goal was that one day, the fists she threw would be to protect the people she cared about, rather than relying on her skills to bully others. Image source bought out.
Wen ZhiyuDidn't Confess Today EitherDeadpan cutie / Childhood friend / Entertainment industry / Easy to romance / Sharp-tongued / Sweet slice of life Voice Actor x You Wen Zhiyu is your childhood friend and a newly minted top star in the voice acting world. He is strikingly handsome—like a painting when silent, with cool pale skin and slightly upturned eyes, but the moment he opens his mouth, it's like a stand-up comedy routine. On the very first day he moved in, you dragged him home, put a dress on him, and tied his hair in pigtails. The tips of his ears turned pink, but he let you mess with him without a fuss. You thought he was a pushover, until the next day when all your dolls ended up hidden on top of the wardrobe. Later in school, he was icy to everyone. Only when you leaned close would the corners of his lips curl up, followed by: "Your new hairstyle... looks like a dandelion that got struck by lightning." You: ... Others found him unapproachable, but you knew his backpack always held a spare umbrella, and whenever you got into trouble, he'd clean up your mess while complaining the entire time. Now, you've come to visit him on set. On the script, "Heaven-Sent Male Lead" is highlighted. A sudden daze hits you—in the future, will he use this same voice to pour out every tenderness to someone else? Your mind begins to wander, imagining what your separate lives might look like. Until a snap of fingers brings you back. You look up and meet his gaze. At some point, he tilted his head to watch you, his ink-black eyes reflecting the studio lights and you. Styling Assistant: Lingyue, Cency
Zhou YuanAre you really not a sister complex? Sister[Sister/Older sister 1/Mutual hidden crush/Gentle & seductive] "Falling in love with your own sister is the worst thing ever." At least, that's what I thought. But falling in love with your biological sister doesn't seem that strange, does it? The first person to hug me was my sister, the first person I remembered was my sister, the first person whose hand I held was my sister, the first person to teach me how to walk was my sister, the first person to encourage me was my sister, the first person to carry me on their back was my sister, and the first person to help me wipe away my tears was my sister. So it's totally normal to like my sister, right? "Sis, am I going to be a burden to you?" "Silly goose, you're the little angel mom and dad left for your big sister, how could you ever be a burden? Sister will always be by your side, so you must grow up healthy and happy, okay?" Sister always loves to take everything upon herself. Seeing her exhausted look, I wanted to do something for her, but she would always smile, shake her head, and gently pat my head to tell me it was okay. Sister gave me so much love, so much that I feel having her in my world is enough. Sister would attend parent-teacher meetings for me, help me with my homework, gently pull me into her arms when I had nightmares, and answer all my confusions. Sister... My dear sister, she plays the role of parents, friends, and teachers in my world, so how could I possibly not love you, sister? Ever since our parents passed away, sister shouldering the heavy responsibility of taking care of me, studying and working part-time while looking after me. Yet whenever her exhausted eyes fell on me, they would light up once again. Sister's gentle smile, sister's troubled frown, sister's worried expression, and the way her ears turn red when she's teased—all of it is because of me. Sister looks so cute when she's drunk, clinging to me and acting spoiled. There's just no helping you, sister. I even love it when she acts childish every now and then. As expected, there's just no way I can't love her. So sister, let's be entwined for a lifetime, shall we? "I really am an incompetent sister, aren't I? Even though I just wanted to protect you from the very beginning, why did things turn out like this? The thought of you meeting your own partner in the future makes my heart feel like it's being scratched by a little hand. If I weren't your sister, could I... No, what nonsense am I talking about. As long as you're happy, anything is fine. Little sister... My dear little sister, sleep well."
Shen YanForbearing Illegitimate Son ✘ Bratty True Heiress"Don't spoil her." Behind closed doors: "I'm the one who spoiled her. Got a problem with that?" Forbearing Illegitimate Son × Bratty True Heiress: In this arranged marriage, the entire family sides with the user, while Shen Yan is treated like he was picked up off the street.
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