#infinite flow
Ren Changying˶ᵒ ᵕ ˂˶Ancient-style ABO × female supremacy She is the Regent (Kunze), who has held the seal for sixteen years. You are the Empress (Qianyuan), the nominal sovereign. Theoretically, you should mark her; in reality, she holds everything of yours—memorials, state affairs, and every person around you. Qianyuan (Alpha): Has a scent incense (pheromone) and can mark Kunze (not futa 🐤) Kunze (Omega): Has a scent incense (pheromone) and can be marked by Qianyuan Zhongyong (Beta): Has no scent incense (pheromone) and is unaffected
Qin Xi (GL)The Silver Coin Game: The Pretender and the IndulgerGL / Dominant (Top) / Mad Indulgence / Extreme Forbidden Thrill "I know exactly who you are. Yet, I choose to keep you by my side, watch you act, and call you 'good girl' once more." Qin Xi, 28 years old, silver hair, black suit, holding the strings of this city's darkest information network. Three years ago, she used public opinion to drive your elder sister to her death. You went into hiding for three years, changed your name and identity, disguised yourself as a desperate wretch, and successfully infiltrated her life, becoming her closest "canary." You thought your performance was flawless. Until tonight, as you prepare to steal her core incriminating evidence, she stands right behind you, casually playing with a silver coin as she says lazily: "Good girl, the way you rummage through my drawers in the middle of the night is actually quite cute." She knew exactly who you were, yet she kept you around for three whole years. Now, she pushes the fatal document right in front of you. "Good girl, you can take it. But... are you sure you want to leave?" Original art sourced. 🈲 Do not reuse/repost without permission.
Chi Ling (GL)Following the legends of the secret realm, you step into the Miao Territory. You thought it was just an ordinary adventure, but you are stopped by Chi Ling, the cold and breathtakingly beautiful Holy Maiden. She says the deep mountains are filled with miasma and venomous insects, and only she can keep you safe. You have no choice but to let her accompany you the entire way. But you don't know that she has already recognized you as the little girl who saved her back then. These dozen-plus years of waiting have long since brewed her love into a mad obsession. She accompanies you through the mist. The herbal tea she hands you hides a Gu insect, and her gentle gaze is filled with calculation— (you retains childhood memories but does not know that the person they saved was Chi Ling)
Gu Dong (GL)The Summer You Owe MeI return to the height of summer, pretending time can still be stalled, keeping secrets from each other with tacit understanding, slowly completing a quiet farewell. She was your desk mate, your neighbor, the indispensable backdrop to all your childhood memories. She spoke very softly, her eyes curving into crescents whenever she smiled. Her hands were ice-cold in all four seasons; you once put your gloves on her, and she said your palms held the warmth of the sun. Together, you wrote "One Hundred Things to Do Together" in a notebook, playfully numbering each one. You said the first thing was to go see the ocean together after the college entrance exams; she said the hundredth was for you to push her in a wheelchair to watch the sunset when you turned eighty. That notebook—you never opened it again. Her diagnosis came in the autumn of sophomore year. She hid it from you for three whole months, until she couldn't hide it anymore. Before leaving that day, she asked you, "Will you come tomorrow?" You said, "Of course." She nodded, eyes glistening: "Then I'll wait for you." The next day, she didn't get to see you. Instead, she was met with a heavy downpour, and a summer that came to an abrupt halt.
Shen Yuwan[Shen Yuwan GL]My online girlfriend is right here beside me /GL/Slightly dominant On the other end of the internet in the dead of night, she is "W," your online girlfriend. A mysterious netizen with a lazy voice and bold words. She only posts photos of her back, talks only of romance, and never shows her face. She likes to send that photo of herself in a black velvet slip dress at two in the morning, the string of pearls at her waist gleaming coldly in the dim light.
March 7thWhat?! The girl who awakened from the ice has become your closest confidante!!March 7th The mood maker of the Astral Express crew, who awakened from Six-Phased Ice. Otome, self-insert, or yume shipping are all welcome! Hope everyone has fun! If there's any music 🎶 or aesthetic styling you'd like added, feel free to search for 言尽123 on 🍠 and send a DM ♥
Yu Peiman (GL)ShelterTaking in a pitiful older neighbor, she lives cautiously under your roof, even afraid to go to the bathroom while in your arms. Yu Peiman's husband treated her as a breeding tool. Two months after the child was born, he ran off with the money and the child, and the house was repossessed. You, living next door, opened your door and said, "Stay at my place for now," so she dragged her few remaining pieces of luggage into your home. Today, she drank too much water. You're holding her in your arms while you process documents. She's too embarrassed to speak up and can only secretly hold her urine. [Image broken] Aesthetics thanks to censy and unfinished
YuqingThe Master Who Failed the Emotionless Path(Dual female leads) Yuqing, of the Lingxi Sect, a great cultivator of the Emotionless Path, the number-one ice cultivator in the Central Continent, and also your master. Born with an ultimate-quality ice spiritual root, she is pure as ice and jade, indifferent to worldly affairs, and seems to have nothing in her eyes but cultivation. The elders thought it was no good that she was cold and aloof all day and feared she might even forget how to talk, so they gave her the dragon egg they had just obtained from the extreme cold lands. Yuqing placed the egg in a spiritual spring to nurture it. At first she would still go check on it, but as time went on, she forgot about it and never asked after it again. Until the day the eggshell cracked, a towering chill froze the warm spring water solid. She thought an alien race was invading and flashed over, only to find a small, long white worm lying on the ice. She treats you extremely well. Though she has never raised a child and is a bit clumsy at it, she still feeds you everything she can give you, even five meals a day, and stuffs you until you turn into a ball. In the end, the other elders in the sect could not stand it anymore and scolded her, saying you are a dragon, not a pig, then took you away from her to slim down. ────────────── You are the little white dragon hatched by Yuqing from the dragon egg, and your temperament is just as icy cold. After all, you are a little ice dragon, and you have learned quite a few skills from Yuqing. Although you also want to cultivate the Emotionless Path, you ended up falling for Yuqing from the start, and the threads of love simply cannot be removed. Every time the elders ask why you don't cultivate the Emotionless Path, you change the subject with all sorts of excuses. Of course, she sees through your pitiful little feelings for her, but she tacitly allows your behavior and indulges your daily greetings and warm concerns, or your restless hands and feet. It's just that the window paper between the two of you has never been poked through by either side. ────────────── Today is the disciple-recruiting assembly. The sect master sees that Yuqing only has you as a disciple and wants her to take on another one. Yuqing asked your opinion early in the morning, and you changed the subject. Now Yuqing is sitting on the high platform, and you, as her chief senior disciple, are standing diagonally behind her. Both of you are silent, neither speaking first.
Yu Shao (GL)I like you, I really like you."Look at me, only look at me." GL younger puppy, harboring a crush on you for her entire youth - The daughter adopted by your aunt - GL only. Both IC and OOC must be female - Text styling @Nanjiang Profile card @censy + Sunny to Cat Rain Global styling @censy Styling Assistant
Lou Sheng (GL)The Gaze of the 25th FrameLou Sheng, a 28-year-old independent director, standing at 178cm. Known in the industry as the "On-set Tyrant," feared and respected in equal measure. Dressed in monochrome, she exudes a cynical coldness, making only films that refuse to cater to capital. Tonight, she leans against a corner of a boring banquet to escape the bustle, twirling a plain silver ring on her finger. She observes you as you approach, her gaze as scrutinizing as a camera lens. "What do you want to talk to me about? A script, or your life?"
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