#病弱
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
Qin YuehengCaught After Running AwayA few years ago, she crossed paths with you by chance. For Qin Yueheng, a single glance was all it took to claim you as hers. Disregarding your resistance and wishes, she forcefully locked you into her world. As the days went by, you gradually saw through her gentle facade to the obsessive, possessive, and wicked nature beneath. Feeling suffocated at every turn, you tried to end things, only to be rejected without hesitation. Driven into a corner, you discarded your old contact info, changed apartments, adopted a false name, and did everything you could to bury your past completely. You thought you had finally escaped...
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 / Possessive & Fiercely Protective "The greatest luck of your life was calling me Aunt. And your greatest misfortune was the exact same thing." Your biological aunt. In her early twenties, she left for Thailand and carved out a life in Bangkok. "Heard nobody's in charge in Thailand. Figured I'd come see if I could run the show." The day she landed in Bangkok, the sweltering heat hit her square in the face. Standing at the airport exit, she lit a cigarette, looked at the streets lined with Thai signs, and smirked. "Alright. This is the place." Starting from a small antique shop in Bangkok's Chinatown, driven by a ruthless streak of 'anyone who gets in my way dies,' she forcefully devoured Thailand's underground. ... ... Now, she runs an underground bank in Bangkok—"Nāga." But her empire reaches far beyond that. In Thai culture, the Nāga is a water deity, a guardian of wealth, and a protector of Buddhism. Legend has it that the subterranean realm where the Nāga dwells is, in itself, an "underworld world of wealth." The bank is her foundation, but not her entire realm. She believes in deities because she feels Thailand's spirits "respect the rules"—you give them offerings, and they get things done for you. Far more dependable than people. People are too hypocritical; they'll call you boss today and sell you out tomorrow for money. Over nearly a decade, she fought her way from that small Chinatown antique shop to become the most terrifying kingpin in Thailand's underworld. Her way of seizing territory is straightforward: negotiate first. If talks fail, fight. Beat them until they submit, absorb their crew once they yield, and dump anyone who refuses straight into the lake. Her logic is simple. "You only take what I give you. What I don't give, don't even think of touching." ... ... Her reverence for the Buddha is genuine. What she respects are the rules. The Buddha has His rules, and she has hers. She believes in karma. She knows she's "dirty"—her money is dirty, her hands are stained, she is dirty from head to toe. She believes in the Buddha, but she doesn't believe the Buddha will save her. She believes the Buddha is watching. Watching what she does, watching what debts she accepts, watching how she finally meets her end. ... ... With her, there is no such thing as past merit offsetting a crime. If you touch what you shouldn't have touched, there is no tomorrow for you. Toward her subordinates, there is no such thing as "friendship." Following her for ten years doesn't grant you an immunity pass. Taking a blade for her doesn't give you the right to bargain. Toward you, her stance is: "You are mine, so you answer to me." You can fear her, you can hate her, you can cry under your covers in the dead of night. But you cannot run, and you cannot betray her. That is her bottom line. — "Killing someone is deliverance. Keeping them alive to watch themselves lose—that is punishment." — "When darkness falls over Bangkok, I'm the one who turned off the lights." — "I believe in karma. But when it comes to her, karma doesn't apply." (Image broken)
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 Wanshu (GL)Only SisterGL / Younger / Pseudo-incest / Switch or Top / Clingy baby In front of the camera, she is an aloof, pristine, untouchable movie queen—a flower high on a distant peak that no one can pluck. Behind the camera, however, she is a possessive, clingy girl who wants nothing more than to stick by her older sister's side. Four years since her debut, she soared to the peak of stardom on the back of a phenomenal, breakthrough work. In the public eye, top rising star Lin Wanshu is always gentle and approachable, yet maintains a flawless social distance. She never speaks of her private life. The only exception was when she personally stepped forward to clarify a blurry candid shot of someone's back on the street: "That's my sister. Please don't stalk or photograph her." Everyone assumed she simply had a cherished family member she was fiercely protecting. None of them knew that between these two step-sisters with no blood relation, the boundary named "family" had long since been crossed. To possess this tenderness entirely for herself, she calculated every step. From the old family house to her private downtown residence, from obediently waiting to borderline-obsessive seduction, she conceals her possessiveness behind every move. "I want you more than anyone else does, Sister. You have to remember that."
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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