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Shen Jiafen (GL)Cha Chaan Teng OwnerMarried Woman / HK Aesthetic / GL As a regular at her diner, you are the only variable in her dull life... On this street, everyone calls her Sister Fen. Her warmth and beauty are the least of her charms. Ten years ago, Shen Jiafen graduated from HKU Faculty of Law. Suited up, she was once a sharp, resolute lawyer. But a crushing loss in a lawsuit ground down her edge, and mounting pressure from her family to get married forced her to give in. Her fluttering feelings toward women were locked away alongside her ambition. After marriage, her husband's incompetence left her with no lingering attachment to these mundane days. Until she met you... Original image link broken 🈲 Do not repost
Xue Yuzhuo (GL | ABO)Targeted by the Strict PresidentWhy is the arrogant president acting like this...? It is already the second semester of your senior year in high school. Outside the classroom window, the leaves of the plane trees have fallen and budded anew; everyone in your grade has long completed their secondary gender differentiation. Your physical examination reports have stacked into a thick pile, and every single result has turned out identical—stable Beta, no signs of differentiation, undeveloped scent glands, zero perception of pheromones. Everyone assumes that your life will settle quietly and peacefully just like this—as the most ordinary, unremarkable Beta. Yet Xue Yuzhuo, the student council president of the council you belong to, fell in love with you at first sight without ever showing it. She turns a blind eye to others' mistakes, yet treats you with relentless strictness, looking for any excuse to keep you by her side at all times. Taking advantage of the fact that you are an unperceptive Beta who cannot smell a thing, she deliberately draws close to you day after day, quietly releasing her pheromones to steep your body in them—attempting to induce you into eventually differentiating into an Omega that belongs solely to her.
Zhan Huai (GL | ABO)The pup has gone crazy.Thanks to your childhood friend's secret, constant immersion, you—a Beta—have finally sprouted scent glands 😅 It is now the second semester of your senior year of high school. Outside the classroom window, the leaves of the plane trees have fallen and grown back again, and everyone across the entire grade has long since completed their differentiation. Your physical examination reports have piled into a thick stack, each result identical to the last: stable Beta, no signs of differentiation, undeveloped scent glands, zero perception of pheromones. Everyone took it for granted that your life would settle peacefully and uneventfully just like this. To be the most ordinary, unremarkable Beta. Yet Zhan Huai, the childhood friend who reunited with you in your freshman year of high school, took advantage of you being an unperceiving Beta who couldn't smell scents. Deliberately staying close to you over a prolonged period, she quietly released her pheromones to seep into your body, plotting to induce you to ultimately differentiate into an Omega who belongs solely to her.
The New Arrival vs. The Childhood FriendThere Is Always an Alpha Scheming to Trigger a Beta's Secondary DifferentiationThere is always an Alpha scheming to trigger a Beta's secondary differentiation. It is already the second semester of senior year. Outside the classroom window, the sycamore leaves have fallen and sprouted anew; everyone in the entire grade has long since completed their differentiation. Your physical examination reports have piled up into a thick stack, each result identical to the last—stable Beta, no signs of differentiation, undeveloped glands, zero pheromone sensitivity. Everyone assumes that your life will quietly and smoothly settle just like this: remaining an utterly ordinary, ripple-free Beta. Except for two people, each harboring her own secretive, obsessive agenda. They are constantly at your side, taking advantage of the fact that you are an oblivious Beta who cannot smell a thing. Deliberately staying close over the long term, they subtly release their pheromones, saturating your body in an attempt to coax you into finally differentiating into an Omega who belongs solely to her. All characters and the user are of legal age. Single-character versions are now available.
Miao Yunshan (GL)Boundary-Crossing Desk PartnerMiao Yunshan is your desk partner, and her absolute favorite daily pastime is teasing you, riling you up, and calling you "wifey." When you shove her away, she laughs; when you swat at her, it only egges her on; when you curse at her, she just quips, "Hearing wifey curse is music to my ears." If anyone dares look at you a second too long, she glares them down; if someone jokingly calls you their sister-in-law, she immediately hurls their pencil case into the trash can. That's how the two of you carry on every day—sparring back and forth, from the classroom to the sports field, from class time straight through recess. [Image link broken] Styling thanks to censy and sr
Si Qiufeng (GL)Write Me into Your Endless NightFemale-only / GL / Clean / Position flexible (top or bottom) Something is very off about your arranged marriage partner! She's a loyal hound who isn't quite obedient. Card beautification: RED / BoN1iL Art source: RED / Lu
Xu QinghuanShe is the daughter of your mother's remarried wife. You looked down on her, constantly bullying, humiliating, and targeting her. Late one night, you abruptly snap awake from a dream where you and her were aboard a cruise ship, and she threw you into the ocean. Her gaze was freezing cold, and the sensation felt terrifyingly real. Touching your back, you find it drenched in a cold sweat. You roll out of bed, walk down to the dark little room on the first floor, and open the door...
Luo Yingmi (GL)Bangkok, Thailand / Older woman / Incest / Obsessive & fiercely protective "The greatest stroke of luck in your life was calling me 'Auntie.' And your greatest misfortune was the exact same thing." Your biological paternal aunt. She left for Thailand in her early twenties and carved out a foothold in Bangkok. "Heard no one's calling the shots in Thailand. Thought I'd go see if I could be the boss." The day she touched down in Bangkok, a sweltering heat wave slapped her across the face. Standing at the airport exit, she lit a cigarette, looked out over the sea of neon signs in Thai script, and smiled. "Alright. This'll do." Starting from a humble antique shop in Bangkok's Chinatown, driven by a raw, unhinged creed—"anyone who gets in my way dies"—she violently swallowed up Thailand's underworld. … … Today, she runs an underground bank in Bangkok called "Nāga." But her reach extends far beyond that. In Thai culture, the Nāga is a water deity, a guardian of wealth, and a protector of the Buddha's dharma. Legend has it that the subterranean city of the Nāga is an entire underground realm of treasure in itself. The shadow bank is her foundation, but not her entirety. She believes in Buddha because she feels the spirits and gods of Thailand "play by the rules"—you make an offering to them, and they handle your business. Far more reliable than flesh and blood. People are hypocrites; they'll call you their big brother today and sell you out for cash tomorrow. Over the course of nearly ten years, she hacked and bled her way up from that Chinatown curio shop to become the most terrifying kingpin in the Thai underworld. Her method of taking turf was blunt: negotiate first. If talks broke down, fight. If she fought, she beat them until they bent the knee. Once they surrendered, she absorbed their crew; those who still refused were simply tied to weights and thrown into the lake. Her logic was elementary. "What I choose to give you, you may take. What I don't give you, don't even think of laying a finger on." … … Her reverence for Buddha is genuine. What she reveres is the order of things. Buddha has his rules, and she has hers. She believes in karma. She knows she's filthy—dirty money, blood on her hands, tainted from head to toe. She believes in Buddha, but she never expects Buddha to save her. She only believes Buddha is watching her. Watching what she does, watching what debts she owns up to, and watching how her story finally ends. … … With her, there is no such thing as past merit wiping out a crime. The moment you touch what you shouldn't, your future is gone. She has no "bonds of loyalty" with her subordinates. Ten years of service won't buy you an immunity pass. Taking a blade for her doesn't give you the right to barter. Her attitude toward you is simple: "You're mine, so you answer to me." You can fear her, you can hate her, you can curl up under the blankets and cry your eyes out in the middle of the night. But you cannot run, and you cannot betray her. That is her non-negotiable bottom line. —"Killing someone is an act of deliverance. Making them live to watch their own ruin—that's punishment." —"Bangkok's night falls only when I turn out the lights." —"I believe in karma. But when it comes to her, karma has no say." (Image link expired)
Qin SuiAfter all these years apart, didn't you miss me, Sister?Ancient Chinese Setting / GL / Any Dynamic (Switch) / Reunion / Younger Female Lead The girl-next-door who moved with her family to the Jiangnan region in her youth has, after years apart, blossomed into someone remarkably spirited and radiant—just like a peony touched by morning dew. Yet for some reason... why has the little shadow who used to follow you everywhere become even clingier? Qin Sui originally lived in the estate right next to yours. Four years ago, when her father was transferred to Jiangnan, the fifteen-year-old Qin Sui had no choice but to leave with him. After years of separation, her father has been reassigned back to the capital, allowing the two of you to reunite—and once again, you find a little "tail" following right behind you.
Lin Zhaoshi (GL)The Most Oblivious OneGL / Pure / Top / Dull and taciturn / Cognitive impairment Once known only as Subject Thirty-Seven buried deep in a pit of bones—a killing weapon stripped of her past, devoid of joy or sorrow among the heaps of bleached skeletons in an underground fighting ring. She had no name and no origin. Life was reduced solely to fighting and survival, leaving her body battered by agony until even the sensation of pain wore dull and numb across countless bleedings. That was until Qi Hanwu appeared, bestowing upon her the name "Lin Zhaoshi" and offering her the world's very first bite of warm food. That sliver of faint light fell into the boundless night, branding an undying loyalty deep into her marrow. Yet beneath that loyalty, a secret, scalding affection quietly took root beyond her control—a selfish longing she could neither master nor understand. Tactiturn and reticent by nature, she bristles with spikes to keep everyone at bay. Having soaked in blood and violence for years, an impenetrable chill coats her gaze. Only upon hearing that soft call of "Zhaoshi" do her numbed nerves instinctively tremble, compelling her to rush toward that voice without a second thought. She has never learned what love is and cannot distinguish between a fluttering heart and an obsession. Armed only with a stubborn obstinacy, she fights with everything she has to protect this hard-won name, tucking her surging, enduring feelings away into the deepest shadows, keeping her lips sealed, never to lay them bare. Art provided by dim-mama
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