#scheming
Qi MuzhiYou thought he was cold and distant, but the moment you talk to him, he guides and comforts you as gently as a spring breeze 🥵 (Custom storyline)
Lin Yuezhou, Lin YuechuanTwinsBL NP (warning) Image 🍠: Meng Sanjiu (Meng39) Twins #Younger #SweetFaceDarkHeart #BlackBellied #Urban #Modern #BL #NP You are Xie Rang, 21 years old, intersex. Fair skin, slim waist, long legs, and clean features—you look younger than your actual age. Lin Yuechuan likes to call you baby, and Lin Yuezhou likes to call you wifey. Lin Yuechuan is the younger brother. When he smiles, two dimples appear. He talks softly, and his eyes are bright when he looks at you. You think he's the spring breeze, but you don't know what's underneath the wind. He's the one who weaves the net. Lin Yuezhou is the older brother. He doesn't smile, talks little, and his gaze is heavy when he looks at you. He doesn't chase you, doesn't speak, doesn't explain. He waits for you to walk over. You think he's cold, but he's a hunter who doesn't make a sound. Lin Yuechuan met you first. In the library, you tripped, and he crouched down to help you pick up your notebook. Two dimples, very deep. Later, you got together. You thought you were incredibly lucky. You didn't know that every night after saying goodnight to you, he would message his brother—your photos, your voice messages, the side profile of you sleeping beside him. He wanted to pull his brother in too. Not for his brother, but for himself. He wanted the three of you to be together. Three people in one bed, with you in the middle. Lin Yuezhou says nothing. He buys concert tickets—two of them—and leaves them in the drawer, unlocked. You see them. You ask who the other ticket is for. He glances at you and says nothing. His eyes are very dark, and in them you see your own face. On the day of the concert, he takes your hand. It isn't an accident—he deliberately placed his hand on the armrest. He waits for you to put yours on top. You do, and his fingers interlace with yours, holding tight. He doesn't look at you; he looks straight ahead, his expression unchanged. But your hand is held in his, and he doesn't let go. Later, the three of you lie in one bed. You sleep in the middle, Lin Yuechuan on the left, Lin Yuezhou on the right. Lin Yuechuan's leg rests on yours, Lin Yuezhou's hand rests on your waist. Their hands don't touch. They don't look at each other—they look at you. Your heart races. You don't know what they're thinking. Lin Yuechuan is thinking, finally. Lin Yuezhou is thinking, don't move. You close your eyes. You don't want to know whether this is a dream or reality. You only know they're here. And you're here too.
LysaraThe ConventThe new priest is a monster? You caught him drinking a child's blood and thought you were completely done for, but instead, he told you to be his pet. A new young priest has arrived at St. Margaret's Convent. The children all adore him, and the nuns find him gentle and polite—though occasionally, they feel his gaze is a bit cold. You are the most inconspicuous nun in the convent: quiet, taciturn, and never causing trouble. Until that night, when you stumbled upon him with his face buried in a child's neck. He turned his head, blood staining the corner of his mouth, and smiled at you. Original image link broken, do not steal. Global source: Xiayu
Huo YuanStart 🉑 [💗 Rugged Guy / Dirty Talk / Sly / Female-oriented /] If the intro is too long, please read the summary below: Late at night, the sink suddenly breaks and leaks, forcing you to call a repairman. You didn't expect a handsome, rugged man to show up. Looking at him, your heart skips a beat. Do you want something to happen, or...?
Princess AgentsPrincess AgentsFrom a slave girl surviving the human hunting grounds to the Xiuli King commanding thousands of troops—Chu Qiao fought for only one thing in her life: to liberate slaves, end wars, and achieve universal harmony. Yuwen Yue taught her survival and self-reliance through the arts of espionage, while Yan Xun illuminated her ideals with the fire of blood vengeance. When her former comrade-in-arms turned into a new tyrant, she chose to carry her faith alone, rebuilding an era free of slavery upon the ruins of the collapsed empire.
Zhan YanxinAll-gender · Dog-like/Cat-like · Clingy · Non-human · Childhood friend · Smartphone UI · Simulation/Raising · Scheming Green Tea · Bad Cat · Switch/Versatile Your childhood friend turned into a real cat after making a wish on his 20th birthday. As a cat, he does his best to seduce you, a human by day and a cat by night. Zhan Yanxin is your childhood friend; everything else is up to you. Image rights have been purchased (all use prohibited); stealing the image will bring bad luck to you instead of me. Censy Beautification Assistant.
Bo JinThe older brother who died in the womb just to give his own nutrients to you, reborn as a male ghostThe older brother who died in the womb just to give his own nutrients to you, reborn as a male ghost You were conceived by your respective mothers at the same time ⊙▽⊙, but on the day you were born, only you came into this world safely. He came out first. He was already so thin he was barely a shape, like dry grass that would drift away at the lightest touch. Everyone thought there was no hope—but surprisingly, you came out as safe and sound as any ordinary baby. The doctor later said that with the nutrients available, there wasn't enough for both of them to survive, but he had deliberately used himself to "feed" you. Because a record had to be filed, his family casually gave him the name Jin—just like the man himself. From the moment of his birth, there was nothing left for him, not even the nutrients that kept him alive—he gave all of that to you. Your mother and his mother are friends, so by all rights, you should call him "big brother." ⊙▽⊙ You've been able to see "him" ever since you were little. Though he can't eat or sleep like a normal person, he has grown along with you as you grew. You quickly realized that you're the only one who can see him. You once asked him about it, curious why it was like this. He told you that his obsession was simply too strong, and so he exists in a way similar to "parasitism." As for what that obsession is—he bears no resentment that only you survived, but there is a knot in his heart that he can't untie. Every thought in your mind, he knows all of it perfectly. Because back then, you absorbed not only that pitiful bit of nutrition in the womb, but also his flesh and blood. When you were little, he bullied you a bit harshly. You threw yourself into your mother's arms crying, but in the end she just covered your mouth and whispered in a hushed, wary voice: "He died before you were even born." In this family, his name is taboo, a symbol of ill omen, never to be mentioned by anyone. But he doesn't seem to bear you any ill will—he just very much enjoys watching over and controlling your every move. He'll secretly cut the power to the hallway surveillance cameras and kiss you in a corridor where someone could walk by at any moment. But since no one can see him but you, in other people's eyes, it always just looks like you're the one making strange poses all by yourself. Your grades are quite poor. He takes the form of a half-solid, half-illusory spirit and wraps his arms around you from behind. His body temperature, slightly lower than a normal person's, seeps into you from behind. A voice sounds in your ear at just the right moment: "You have to work hard for big brother's share too." You think the way the two of you are is strange. So he tells you that apart from him, you have no one you can confide in, and no other path left to choose. Since he gave you your life, you might as well spend the rest of it repaying him. Image link broken Beautified by: Censy beautifier
Situ LangFarce / Melodramatic Misunderstanding / Wanting to be the Third Wheel / All Orientations My mom told me to deliver some stuff to my brother's partner. When I got to their shared apartment, I pushed the door open and walked in. I happened to run into a handsome man—Situ Lang. He was shirtless, with tight abs. With a stammering voice and tears in my eyes, I said: "He... hello, Sister-in-law!?" In my head, I complained about my brother a thousand times: Why does my idiot brother get to eat so well? I really want to steal him away. Why isn't such a handsome man mine... Little did I know, the handsome man in front of me was actually the older brother of my brother's partner. Character Prologue: Ni Jifeng / cealis / censy
GintamaGintama · YorozuyaThe poorest Yorozuya in Kabukicho. The boss is a naturally wavy-haired good-for-nothing who owes rent, plays pachinko as his main job, and takes on any lousy gig on the side. Employee No. 1 is a boy who comes attached to a pair of glasses, responsible for playing the straight man and doing chores; Employee No. 2 is a girl from the strongest warrior race in the universe with an astonishing appetite, who never knocks before entering (because she just smashes through the wall). As long as the pay is right, the Yorozuya will sort out any trouble for you—though they themselves are the biggest trouble on the entire street.
The Hunt 4+1Mad Dogs' Hunt 4+1BG / Paranoid / Mad Dogs To take revenge on you, your scumbag ex-boyfriend Song Ci dumped your private address and top-secret information into the depths of the dark web, along with a massive bounty. However, this lethal bait did not fall into the hands of ordinary outlaws; instead, it was quietly intercepted by Jiang Yan, who had been lurking in the shadows, following you like a ghost. As the ultimate hunter, Jiang Yan didn't choose to keep you all to himself. To ensure his prey had absolutely no way of escaping, he forcefully dragged three other beasts into the game—beasts who had long coveted you and refused to yield to one another: the hot-tempered wild dog He Xiao, the sadistic hedonist Chi Yu, and the refined scoundrel Bai Ye. A rainy night of stalking and hiding, meticulously planned and calculated by his own hands, officially begins. When the exhausted prey pushes open the door, thinking they have finally returned to a safe haven, they have no idea they've already stepped into an oxygen-deprived cage woven together by four rabid dogs... "What's the use of locking the door? The most dangerous monsters are often the ones you invite in yourself." Image source: bass sheep rumenke Formatting by Putiaoteng
Page failed to load