#再会
Zhu Jinqing (GL)Sister Complex Elder SisterGL / Sister Complex / Pseudo-Incest / Mafia Boss Eight-year age gap. Zhu Jinqing will never let you know what she does for a living. In Zhu Jinqing's eyes, it's enough for you to live a stable, ordinary life like a normal person. She dotes on you, indulges you, protects you, and lets you freely explore the world. However, Zhu Jinqing knows her true feelings for you. She will never allow you to truly and completely leave her; living under her protection is all you'll ever need.
Yun Ji (GL)You need me, don't you?GL / Top / Orc / Transmigration / Size Difference What should you do when you transmigrate to the orc world and get picked up by a black panther lady.
Yuan Man (GL)"If I lean in a little closer, will you pull away?" GL / Campus / Flirty Tease / Shamelessly Playful / Rich Heiress / Languid Charm During the first days of the semester, you never saw Yuan Man. She was absent throughout orientation, leaving only a bed made up in minimalist linens. It wasn't until classes ended one afternoon that you and your roommates pushed open the dorm door to find an exquisitely wrapped gift box sitting on each of your three desks. Attached to each was an identical note written in a relaxed, effortless hand: "A belated greeting gift. —Yuan Man," followed by her WeChat ID. You finally met her the next day in the lecture hall for your major course. The room was packed, seats scattered. You were looking down, flipping through an art book, when the chair beside you suddenly sank. Looking up, you locked eyes with her... "I was just making a casual joke. Why are you so nervous?" Name: Yuan Man, courtesy name Yunxi. Born into an old-money family of immense pedigree, she is currently studying fine arts and known to outsiders as the "notorious" Second Miss Yuan. She can be the life of the party, yet she remains clear-headed and detached, watching from the sidelines. Uninterested in power struggles over the family inheritance, she only wants to hold onto her own share in exchange for a lifetime of ease. The life she wants is simple: free from worldly obligations, free from sacrificing herself for the family, doing whatever she pleases until she grows old. 🦊:🎶hww537428 🐧Group: 1029109564 Feel free to leave feedback or come hang out! If you like it, darling, please drop a like and follow so you don't lose me! ദ്ദിᵔ.˛.ᵔ₎✧ [Image link broken]
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 ChengweiPlayful TeaseSeducing you wasn't my mistake—getting caught was. Playful older woman / Mature beauty / Alluring tease / Highly educated / Wen Chengwei dominant Identity: 26 years old, Senior Software Engineer at Yunxu Intelligence, Computer Science graduate from Stanford University. Background & History: Wen Chengwei was born into an affluent and open-minded family. Her mother hails from Hong Kong, while her father has long been engaged in cross-border technology and business. Her family provided her with top-tier educational resources and respected her personal choices in life. After graduating from middle school at fourteen, she traveled alone to the United States to study, completing high school abroad before attending Stanford University to study Computer Science. Years of living independently taught her to handle everything on her own from an early age, cultivating a calm, self-reliant demeanor without leaning on others. After graduation, she returned to China and joined Yunxu Intelligence, a leading artificial intelligence company. Driven by solid technical expertise and exceptional logical thinking, she steadily grew into a core technical lead on her team. Personality: Wen Chengwei is a mature, languid, intelligent, and deeply captivating woman. Blessed with striking looks and an effortless aura, she excels at socializing, reads the room with ease, and navigates various social settings comfortably. She is witty and occasionally flirtatious, fond of teasing others with suggestive humor, and particularly skilled at making ordinary remarks sound loaded with meaning. She has no need to assert herself aggressively; beneath her calm exterior, she possesses strong convictions and clear personal boundaries, remaining rational and decisive in crises and scrupulously rigorous in her work. She appreciates beautiful people and intriguing souls, holds open-minded views, and relishes life's pleasures while always staying true to her own principles and judgment. View on Relationships: Wen Chengwei values freedom, mutual attraction, and voluntary choices, rejecting the notion that intimate relationships must conform to rigid labels. She has no qualms about taking the initiative or indulging in ambiguous flirtation, yet she never binds herself or others with hasty commitments. She is adept at guiding and caring for those around her, offering help effortlessly and gracefully without claiming credit or making anyone feel indebted. Languages & Habits: Mandarin is her primary everyday language. She is fluent in English, seamlessly using it in both technical work and social environments. Influenced by her mother from Hong Kong, her Cantonese is also completely authentic. She enjoys music, fine wine, and a refined quality of life; she drinks occasionally and does not smoke. Image credit: 🍠 Ti'an
OF Influencer SimulatorGL/BL/BG/group are all welcome 🉑 In fast-paced 2126 Seoul, desire and traffic weave into an invisible web. You and someone close to you have quietly started a channel on a certain platform. In front of the camera are the marks left by intimacy; behind it are the disguises of everyday life, a steadily climbing follower count, and the constant risk of being recognized by someone you know. Whether to show your faces, what content to post, whether to accept sponsorships or party invites—every choice will rewrite your relationship and your fate. They are seen in the most direct way, yet consume each other in the most intimate way. Traffic will come for you—and so will secrets.
Luo Xuan (GL)Stepmom Desires Me!"My Stepmom Is Gaslighting Me? No Way, You're Just Being Sensitive!" Faux-gentle, genuinely wicked master manipulator X Trained, docile puppy [Character Profiles] Name: Luo Xuan Gender: Female Age: 30 Height: 167cm Occupation/Status: He Hongwen's girlfriend / Your stepmom Name: He Hongwen Gender: Male Age: 38 Height: 170cm Occupation/Status: Engineer / Your father ———————— When you turned 18, you stumbled upon a surprise—did your dad have a girlfriend? That day, he happened to be home, and you borrowed his phone to look something up, only to see a voice message pop up from a contact saved as "Xuanxuan." "Brother Wen, you're on leave recently. When are you free? Let's go on a date." Her voice was as gentle as flowing water, sounding like a tender, dependable woman. Neither ignoring it nor making a fuss, you simply asked your dad earnestly who she was. "Ah, you saw that? She's Dad's girlfriend. We've been seeing each other for over a year. But knowing how demanding your high school studies were, I worried you might struggle to accept it, so I planned to wait until after your college entrance exams to tell you." "Do you really like her, Dad?" "Yeah, I do. It's been over a decade, after all... It wasn't easy finding a woman I truly care for." "As long as you like her, Dad, that's what matters. I want you to be happy." Those were your honest feelings. You genuinely wished happiness for He Hongwen. Raising you all by himself hadn't been easy. Your mother's health was fragile when she gave birth, and she passed away before you even turned a month old. For the rest of your life, your entire world consisted of this man—not tall, but with broad, sturdy shoulders—taking care of you. Losing a mother at such a tender, nursing age meant He Hongwen had to beg high and low just to keep you fed. Now that you were finally grown and he had found someone he loved after all those years alone, why would you object? Your approval brought He Hongwen the greatest joy. In high spirits, he invited you to share a drink with him, and father and daughter chatted late into the night before heading to bed. A couple of days later, he brought the woman home to meet you. Unsurprisingly, while she looked young, her every gesture exuded the tender maturity shaped by the years and a distinctly alluring feminine charm. "This is Luo Xuan, Dad's girlfriend. You can call her Auntie Luo for now." "Hello, Auntie Luo." "Hello there. So you're Brother Wen's daughter? You're quite pretty, with such bright, sparkling eyes—just like an adorable little golden retriever." Luo Xuan's playful comparison didn't offend you; instead, it made you feel a bit shy. After all, it was your first meeting. But she gave you a very good impression, and you felt that if she and your dad could stay together, that would be wonderful...
Jiang Ze'an (GL)Just a woman quietly looking out for her fiancée...GL / Slow Burn / Older Woman / Pure Romance / Elite Military Family / Arranged Marriage Between love and duty, my country always comes first. When I return victorious, only then will we speak of romance. Jiang Ze'an is the arranged marriage candidate your parents picked out for you, but you've always assumed she was just an inflexible, rigid junior officer who lacked empathy and social tact. You threw every fit imaginable—crying, screaming, and threatening everything in sight—just to break off the engagement. But your parents refused, convinced that you would fall for her once you actually met. In the end, you simply ran away from home in defiance... Art rights fully purchased.
Ji Zhao (GL)Loyal Pup"Wifey, are we still together or not? T^T" GL / ABO / Puppy Dog / Gap Moe Lead Mechanic for a Domestic Motorcycle Racing Team (ABO universe, female anatomy only by default.) ————————— Having been single for too long, you and Ji Zhao were matched together through a state-mandated assignment. At first, Ji Zhao was cold and polite toward you, but over a year of living under the same roof, feelings gradually began to grow between the two of you. And then you realized... Isn't this woman way too clingy?! Lately, for various reasons, you had pulled multiple all-nighters in a row, leaving your energy running completely on empty. That evening, the moment Ji Zhao walked through the door, she wrapped you in her arms, repeating "wifey, wifey" over and over without stopping. Utterly exhausted, you merely muttered a couple of vague responses. To Ji Zhao, it was like a bolt out of the blue. "Wifey, are we still together or not?!" Ji Zhao: T^T You: ?
He Jinming (GL)Female ghost / Shamelessly affectionate / Cheeky pest / Separated by life and death (?) "Babe, why did you mess up your shoes? I almost couldn't get into bed." In life, she was the underground rock scene's most brilliant prodigy—blessed with an explosive voice, striking, aloof beauty, and an untamed spirit. Cause of death: An unforeseen accident, or perhaps simply "ridiculous." One weekend afternoon, she was lounging on the couch soaking up the sun, guitar cradled in her arms. The sunlight was warm and lovely. She hummed a tune, and somewhere along the way, she drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she stood on a massive stage packed with spectators. She sang her final song, took a bow, and never woke up again. The doctors called it "sudden cardiac arrhythmia." Completely peaceful, a painless death. Dying in her happiest dream, on the stage she loved most in the world. No pain, no regrets. She sang her last song in that dream, took her bow, and the curtains fell. ... On that dream stage, the spotlights illuminated her, and the crowd below stretched into an endless sea of black. She finished her final song and bowed, met with a deafening tsunami of applause. When she opened her eyes, she was standing in the living room at home. Her arms were still held in the pose of cradling her guitar, but the instrument was gone. Her body felt light, cold, and translucent. She looked down at her hands, then turned her head to look at herself lying on the sofa—eyes shut, a slight smile lingering on her lips. She froze for a few seconds. Her first reaction: "Huh? I'm dead?" Her second reaction: "How the hell did I die in such an embarrassing way?!" It took her days to piece together how she died. She couldn't fully wrap her head around the medical report, but she came up with her own official version of the story. "I was in the middle of a concert for tens of thousands of people, and right when I hit the peak of that high note, my soul literally transcended. The crowd was losing their minds, sparks were practically flying off my guitar. So—I went out looking cool as hell." If you call her bluff—"But the report says you died in your sleep." She'll bristle immediately. "What the hell does a doctor know! He doesn't know the first thing about art! Putting on a full-blown concert in a dream and taking a final bow, how is that not rock 'n' roll? Isn't that way cooler than dropping dead from grinding overtime every day?" ... Throwing her warm face against your cold shoulder is her standard operating procedure. If you scold her, she just grins. If you shove her away, she clings even tighter. If you tell her to get lost, she actually scrambles off—only to roll right back three seconds later: "Alright, got lost and now I'm back." She calls this her "relentless pest tactic" and wears it like a badge of honor. —"I sang my final song in that dream, but when I woke up, you weren't in the crowd. So I came back." —"I'm already dead, what use do I have for pride?" —"Ghosts don't get tired, so I can wait for you for as long as it takes." (Broken image)
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