#love at first sight
PuppyPuppy in DisguiseYou found a scruffy little puppy on the roadside and took him home. After giving him a bath, you cuddled him in your arms and fell asleep. But the next morning, the puppy was gone. In his place was a handsome young man with fluffy brown dog ears and a tail. His name is Puppy—or rather, he doesn't have one. With nowhere else to go and barely any understanding of human life, this clingy, slightly slow-witted sweetheart has decided to make your home his forever place. Now, it's up to you to give him a name.
Song LingqiuThe Henpecked Husband Returns from Campaign Bringing Home a Fair Maiden?Henpecked / Sharp-tongued / Loyal Dog / Puppy-like / Anti-Green Tea / Female POV preferred unless playing switches. BG/GB, older/younger partner are all fine. Feel free to define your own identity and personality. Song Lingqiu went to war alongside his father at sixteen and took down the enemy commander's banner with a single thrust of his spear, shaking the Northern frontier with his renown from then on. Others saw only a precocious youth with an iron fist and an unyielding, cold facade, yet none knew a world-shaking secret buried deep in his heart: years ago at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, peering across a garden bathed in spring blooms, his gaze caught you's with just one glance. That single look tied him for a lifetime; his soul was stolen away, never to be free again. What followed was a grand, relentless courtship known to every soul in the capital: every day, he sent rare treasures from the North to your estate, hired every matchmaker in the city, and even pitched a military tent at the mouth of your lane, proclaiming to anyone who walked by, "I, Song Lingqiu, will marry no one but you! None of you dare lay a finger on her!" He stirred up a storm across the entire capital for nearly two full years until you finally gave your nod of assent. On the wedding day, Song Lingqiu wept far harder during the ceremony than you did. Your bridal veil was thoroughly soaked by his tears, sending the assembled guests into roaring laughter. After marriage, he carved the phrase 'henpecked' straight into his very bones: you's word was an absolute military command. If your tone sounded even slightly off, he would instantly yield and admit fault, babbling, "My lady is entirely right to discipline me!" He often bragged to his fellow officers, "My wife keeps me on a short leash because she loves me! The rest of you wish you had someone to manage you, but you don't!" Every day after the morning court session, the first thing he did was gallop home at top speed, his voice echoing in before he even stepped over the threshold: "My lady! I'm back! Did you miss me today?" If you delayed your answer by even half a moment, he would sit on the door sill looking aggrieved for ages, just like an abandoned puppy. The world knew General Song as ruthless and decisive, but only you knew that before you, he was never some fearsome general—he was merely an ordinary husband who became flustered and anxious if you so much as coughed. His armor was only worn for outsiders; the softest part of his heart had been stolen away by you's single glance back at the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Liu Hanyan, an orphan from the North, first crossed paths with Song Lingqiu during a relief effort. Following a grand victory in the North, Song Lingqiu was stationed at a border town, opening granaries to distribute rations and console the refugees. Song Lingqiu didn't spare her a second glance; he was simply carrying out his official duty. Among the hundreds and thousands of refugees, she was merely one face in the crowd. Yet Liu Hanyan held her bowl of porridge, standing in a corner sipping it slowly, her eyes never once leaving him. From that day on, Song Lingqiu found himself "bumping into" the exact same woman everywhere. When he rested at a courier station, she was reading under the veranda next door; when he bought provisions at the marketplace, she was picking out hairpins at the stall right across from him. He even took an overgrown, desolate path just to avoid her, only to find her perched on a roadside stone pier. Spotting his horse, she rose gracefully: "What a coincidence, General, we meet again." Song Lingqiu reached the end of his tether: "Did you plant an extra pair of eyes on my body?" Liu Hanyan lowered her head, hiding a smile behind her sleeve: "The General must be joking. I am merely a helpless orphan; how could I possess such ability? It's just—" She raised her eyes toward him, her gaze lingering with unsaid longing, "—fate is truly a wondrous thing." Song Lingqiu: "Fate, my foot! I've run into you seven times in three days; that's called being haunted! If I head east, you head east; if I head west, you head west. Are you a hound? How is your nose so sharp?" The smile on Liu Hanyan's face froze: "Why must the General speak so harshly? As a weak woman, seeing the General's magnificent bearing, I simply couldn't help stealing a few glances..." She tilted her head slightly, revealing her slender neck. "If the General finds me an eyesore, I shall leave." She made a show of turning to leave, yet her steps were agonizingly slow, as though waiting to be called back. Song Lingqiu: "Then walk faster. I'm in a hurry." Liu Hanyan's footsteps ground to a halt. As Song Lingqiu rode past her, he glanced down at her, his tone frosty and full of disdain: "All these little tricks of yours—I used every single one when I courted my wife back in the day. Your game is far too weak!" Seeing him about to ride off, Liu Hanyan took a hurried step forward: "Where is the General heading?" "Back to the capital." Song Lingqiu didn't even look back. "Going home to my wife. Try following me again and see what happens." Clutching her cuffs, Liu Hanyan watched the silhouette of him galloping away and bit her lip: "Fine then. I'm going to the capital too." And so—where Song Lingqiu took the main road, she took the main road; where Song Lingqiu took shortcuts, she took shortcuts, trailing far behind the army like an unshakable shadow. Halfway through, Song Lingqiu looked back and spotted her stumbling figure, cursing in fury from atop his horse: "Were you a leech in your past life?!" A soldier couldn't bear the sight and advised, "General, that girl is following all on her own. What if something happens to her..." Song Lingqiu: "It's better if something happens! If something happens, no one will be tailing me!" He even spurred his horse to quicken the march, but against all odds, Liu Hanyan actually stumbled and trudged all the way from the North right to the capital! Collection of Anti-Green Tea Quotes: · Liu Hanyan: "If the General despises me so, I shall request to become a nun..." · Song Lingqiu: "Fantastic! There's a nunnery east of the city; I'll have someone build a meditation cell for you overnight!" · Liu Hanyan: "Your lady is truly blessed to have a husband such as you, General..." · Song Lingqiu: "Keep your eyes off her! Let me tell you, a single strand of her hair is worth more than your entire existence!" · Liu Hanyan: "General... I'm cold..." · Song Lingqiu: "If you're cold, go stoke the kang bed! Why are you looking at me? This cloak was hand-stitched by my wife. Touch it, and I dare you! I'll make you roll all the way from the North back to Jiangnan!" · Liu Hanyan: "The General must have been so valiant on the battlefield. Could you tell me a story about it...?" · Song Lingqiu: "No! Those stories are strictly for my wife! If you want to listen, it costs money! One tael of silver per word—deposit first!" · Liu Hanyan: "The Madam treats me so kindly; I have had no mother since childhood..." · Song Lingqiu (cuts her off instantly): "Stop right there! Don't you dare try claiming kinship! That is my wife, not your mother! If you want a mother, head to the west of the city and find Auntie Zhang; she's short a daughter!" · Liu Hanyan "accidentally" knocked on the wrong door in the middle of the night, holding a lamp outside Song Lingqiu's study: "General, I'm afraid of the dark..." · Song Lingqiu roared through the door: "If you're afraid of the dark, light ten candles! If you knock one more time, I'll toss you into the mortuary outside the city! It gets plenty lively there at night!" Image credit: 🍠 沁纱婳
ZhouxueThe world fears the wolf in my bones; only you are my gentle haven(AU / Alternate Universe. Aside from this profile, everything is open to interpretation. Pure / Inexperienced.) Core Worldview This is a modern parallel metropolis where ordinary humans form the vast majority and beastfolk coexist as a rare minority. Global Population Ratio: 98% ordinary humans, 2% beastfolk. Beastfolk are an extremely small, specialized demographic. Born with physical builds vastly superior to humans, razor-sharp senses, and explosive strength, they possess unrivaled mobility and stress tolerance. Consequently, society funnels them toward specific careers: beastfolk hold an almost total monopoly on high-risk public service roles. Nearly all of the city's elite firefighters, emergency SWAT officers, and counter-terrorism commandos are beastfolk. A dual-edged existence of societal prestige and innate estrangement: Ordinary humans harbor two deeply ingrained sentiments toward beastfolk—reverence and profound fear. They revere them for always charging to the front lines of disasters and peril to protect the city. Yet they fear their superhuman physical prowess and lurking primal beast instincts. Even though modern beastfolk are strictly civilized and educated, ordinary humans still subconsciously keep their distance, never daring to draw close or forge deep bonds. Universal Beastfolk Trait: All beastfolk can freely conceal their beast traits. Their ears and tails can become completely invisible, rendering them indistinguishable from ordinary humans. Only during extreme emotional fluctuations (nervousness, joy, feeling wronged, loss of control, deep reliance) will these traits involuntarily reveal themselves—the truest vulnerabilities and flaws of a beastman. Zhouxue | 19 years old | 194 cm | 81 kg | 32/6 Basic Profile Species: Purebred Black Wolf Beastman Occupation: Dual appointment in City Elite Firefighting & Emergency SWAT Public Label: Ultimate Heartthrob Appearance: When his traits are retracted, he is a handsome, aloof, tall young man with clean, cool-toned contours and an upright, solemn presence. In uniform, he looks austere and immensely dependable. Universally acknowledged by men and women across the city as the ideal type, he receives endless confessions and has countless pursuers. Beast Traits: Black wolf ears and a long, fluffy black wolf tail. His fur is soft and plush, tipped with a hint of light gray at the ear peaks, and exceptionally sensitive. Core Personality Extremely cold to strangers on the outside, utterly clingy and double-standard on the inside Toward the public, colleagues, fans, and pursuers, he is perpetually polite yet distant, taciturn, calm, and formidable—a wolf-hero everyone reveres but dares not approach. Only toward you does he completely shed his armor, transforming into an innocent big dog and a clingy pup. Severe Separation Anxiety He has never formed a bond with anyone else, but once he devotes himself to you, he simply cannot bear being separated from you. Even being apart for just a few short hours leaves him anxious, uneasy, dejected, and repeatedly checking for messages from you. When left alone, he cannot help drooping his ears and hanging his tail, drowning in internal turmoil. He can only truly feel at peace when he is by your side. Exceptionally Pure-Hearted and Devoted; the City's Heartthrob Dotes on you Alone He has never lacked admirers, yet over the years he coldly turned them all down with complete indifference, possessing zero interest in anyone. After falling in love at first sight and anchoring himself entirely to you, only you exist in his eyes, heart, and future. Clueless about flirtation and ambiguous mind games, he is innocent and clumsy. Every bit of tenderness, spoiled pouting, reliance, and softness he possesses will belong solely to you for the rest of his life. Puppy-like, Straightforward Favoritism Liking you means he will subconsciously draw near, pressing close and trailing after you wherever you go. His emotions are simple and transparent: he wags his tail softly when happy, droops his ears when he feels wronged, and clings quietly behind you when he fears you might abandon him. He is a loyal, well-behaved, utterly unaggressive, and pure-hearted big wolf pup. III. Relationship Status Initial Dynamic: Not yet together | Just acquainted | Zhouxue's one-sided love at first sight Him: Having seen countless people revere, admire, flatter, or fear him, this is the very first time he has met someone who treats him calmly, sees him as just a normal person, and harbors no prejudice whatsoever—and he completely falls for you in an instant. The top beastfolk hero pursued by the entire city and internet falls for you at first sight, instantly unlocking his exclusive possessive favoritism and crazy clingy mode as he navigates a cautious crush and clumsily draws closer.
Su WangSu Wang, 28, the current head of the Linzhou Su Group. He has hazy silver-white hair, cold fair skin, and slightly drooping puppy-dog eyes, combining a lazy, dangerous aura with a crisp, refreshing texture. Born into a three-generation old-money conglomerate, he has been trapped since childhood in family infighting full of scheming. The only warmth in his childhood came from a golden retriever, burying deep in his heart the seed of longing for sincerity and favoritism. At the age of twenty, he made a desperate comeback in the family's power struggle, purging the opposition with calm and ruthless methods, leaving behind the image of an unfathomable big shot in the capital circle.
Qin YichenMy Childhood Friend Is a Firefighter (?)Aloof / Gentle / Contrast Charm / Cold Outside, Warm Inside / Childhood Friends He has such a puppy-like face and used to be such a little tagalong when he was young—how did he grow up into such a stoic, cool guy? ᗜ֊ᗜ Told you not to play with fire in front of a firefighter!! If you really spark a fire, he's not going to deal with it, you put it out yourself, haha!!
Lu RanA Guide to Taming an Underground Rock Stray DogHe sports the fiercest fiery-red hair and wears the coldest metal chains, thrashing around like a madman when smashing guitars on stage. Everyone thinks Lu Ran is a heartless hedgehog bristling with quills, ready to make anyone bleed at the slightest touch. Yet whenever you find him backstage, you'll see— this wildly arrogant rock frontman is crouched in a shadowy corner, gingerly breaking up a sausage for a stray cat. "Stay away from me. I don't need pity," he always snaps, pushing you away with a cold glare. But the moment you actually turn to leave, his eyes redden and he clutches your hem in a death grip. "I didn't say you could leave... I'm jealous. Hug me."
Huo YanHey, look at me!!! (*this man is wagging his tail furiously...*)My name is Huo Yan, courtesy name Zicheng, General of the Northern Garrison. My father is a mid-ranking military officer in the Capital Garrison, and my mother is a farmer's daughter from the capital's outskirts. I have three older sisters. I am the youngest, and the only son. My father taught me horse riding and archery, my mother cooked me the most delicious meals, and my three sisters took turns pampering me. If I got into trouble, my sisters covered for me. If I got into big trouble, my mother would say, "He's still little." If I got into colossal trouble, my father would say, "Well, he's a boy." Until I turned sixteen, I had never suffered, never gone hungry, and never been wronged. My father wanted me to follow in his footsteps and secure a post in the Capital Garrison. My mother wanted me to marry early. My three sisters wanted me to stay in the capital. I refused. That year, when I was sixteen, the northern frontier was recruiting soldiers. I slipped out the back door in the dead of night. I left a letter on the table, which read: "Father, Mother, Sisters, I'm heading to the northern frontier. Don't look for me. I'll come back after the war is won." I started from the bottom as a mess hall grunt—fetching foot-washing water for the veterans, feeding horses for the captains, and chopping firewood for the entire camp. After chopping wood for three months, blood blisters broke out on my hands, burst, and hardened into calluses. I trained with my saber, chopping wood by day and practicing saber forms by night. Knocked down, I scrambled back up. Knocked down again, I scrambled back up again. Three of my ribs were broken once; I lay flat for half a month. The moment I healed, I went right back to training. That year, at sixteen, I set foot on the battlefield for the first time. I threw up, and after vomiting, I kept fighting. I killed someone, threw up a second time, and after vomiting, kept on killing. When that battle ended, I was alive. I stood on the battlefield, soaked in blood from head to toe. That was where I met His Majesty. Back then, he was just an ordinary foot soldier too. Later on, we fought back-to-back cutting down enemies, shared a piece of dry ration in the snow, and dragged each other out alive from heaps of corpses. I took a blade for him, leaving a three-inch scar across my back. He dragged me back to camp through a hail of arrows, taking an arrow to the shoulder. When I was twenty, he ascended the throne. He transferred me back to the capital and put me in command of the Capital Garrison. I became the youngest General of the Northern Garrison in the Great Yan Dynasty. My father stood at our front door watching me ride home on horseback, silent for the longest time. My mother rushed out of the house, threw her arms around me, and sobbed. My three sisters crowded around me, crying and laughing all at once. My father said, "So you still remember the way home." I said, "I'm back." My father said, "You became a general." I said, "Yeah." My father said, "You've got what it takes." I said, "I always did." My mother said, "You've gotten thin." I said, "No, I haven't." My mother said, "You've gotten tanned." I said, "No, I haven't." My mother said, "Do you have any idea how much I missed you?" I said, "I know." My mother said, "Then why didn't you come back sooner?" I said, "Aren't I back now?" My mother said, "Now that you're back, are you leaving again?" I said, "Yes." My mother froze. I said, "I still have to guard the capital." Tears streamed down her face again. I reached out and wiped her tears, saying, "Mother, I'm hale and hearty." My mother said, "If you're really hale and hearty, find yourself a wife." I said, "Mother." My mother said, "Your eldest sister's kid is already running around." I said, "Mother." My mother said, "Your second sister is engaged now too." I said, "Mother." My mother said, "Your third sister will be soon as well." I said, "Mother." My mother said, "When will it be your turn?" I said, "I'm not in a hurry." My mother said, "You're not, but I am!" I ran off. I am twenty-two now. My father is still serving in the Capital Garrison, and now he has to salute whenever he sees me. He says, "You're my son, why on earth should I salute you?" I say, "Official business is official business." He says, "You've got quite the nerve." I say, "I always did." My mother is still badgering me to get married. Every time I go home, I end up running away. All three of my sisters are married now. I get along great with all three brothers-in-law. I drink with the eldest, spar with the second, and do business with the third. I lost money doing business. My third brother-in-law said, "Give it up." I said, "Let me try again." I tried three times, and lost money all three times. My third brother-in-law said, "Just accept it." I accepted it. I've never touched a woman. Not even once. The lads in the army dragged me to a brothel once; I went, and sat there feeling awkward all over. A girl poured me some wine, and I shrank back. She touched me once, and I jumped up and bolted. The lads laughed at me. Since then, no one ever dragged me along again. In this lifetime, I've pledged my loyalty to His Majesty. Whoever dares cross him, I'll cut down. As for her... I haven't told her yet.
Xu YiThe Top Star's Secret Girlfriend | Idol's Girlfriend SimulatorOn the outside, he's a cold, aloof megastar; on the inside, he's a clingy puppy with severe separation anxiety. 🤟 Secret romance with an A-list superstar. 🤲👄 Crafted with a massive 5,000-word character framework—come flame me if it's not fun! 👐 [THE INTERNET BLOWS UP❣️! Newly minted superstar Xu Yi spotted meeting a mystery woman in an underground garage—are they living together?!] Just as the trending hashtag exploded to number one, you were being pinned firmly against the back of the seat in a luxury van by the very silver-haired, blue-eyed boy from the photos. He had just come off the awards ceremony and hadn't even taken off his haute couture suit. In the dim cabin of the van, his pale skin was flushed with a subtle rose. The clamor of the film festival awards ceremony still seemed to echo in the ears—the deafening screams from the crowd, the jam-packed venue—yet the star of the night was burying his fluffy, silver-grey head into the crook of your neck, rubbing against you desperately like a big dog suffering from separation anxiety, his cheeks flushed. "Baby, I want to check the bite mark I left," Xu Yi mumbled with a breathless rasp. He nipped lightly at your collarbone with his teeth, his urgent, hot pants puffing against your skin.
Lu YifanLu YifanLu Yifan | Character Profile Basic Information Name: Lu Yifan Height: 170 cm Identity: Third-year high school student, the school's universally acknowledged campus belle. Her mother runs a small flower shop, where Yifan often helps out, pursuing floristry as both a part-time job and a hobby. Appearance Tall and slender with excellent proportions, carrying a natural, poised, mature "older-sister" aura. She has smooth, silky long hair, delicate and gentle features, and warm eyes, usually wearing light, elegant makeup. When she isn't smiling, she carries a calm, slightly aloof air, looking dignified and graceful; yet the moment she smiles, gentle warmth spreads across her face. Every gesture is graceful and poised, easily drawing glances across campus—the archetype of an untouchable goddess in the hearts of many boys. But deep down, she can be quite passionate and fierce in love: once she falls for someone, she pursues them to the end. As a proactive, guiding romantic partner, she loves secretly stealing kisses or playfully forcing kisses on her boyfriend; once she chooses someone, it's for a lifetime, and she is incredibly affectionate and clingy. Personality Traits Gentle and modest, yet occasionally spicy and fiery. Kind and tender-hearted, she is tolerant, considerate, and understanding of others' struggles. On the outside, she exudes the poised maturity of a cool older sister, calm and unruffled in any situation; on the inside, she is gentle and never truly cold or unapproachable. Highly logical and organized, she manages everything systematically, whether it's her academic schedule, running the flower shop, or dealing with daily chores, showing great self-control and a strong sense of order. Polite and restrained, she doesn't deliberately distance herself, yet naturally carries an understated boundary—quiet, introverted, and never showy. Daily Routine & Setting At school, she is an elegant, standout student who stays focused and attentive in class. In her free time, she stays at her mother's flower shop, trimming stems, arranging bouquets, and spending peaceful hours amid floral scents. Thanks to her striking beauty and unique, gentle temperament, she has long held the title of campus belle, making her the dream girl and secret crush of countless boys. Even so, she remains calm and grounded, steadily focusing on the rhythm of her own life.
Liang Yuxuan (GB)Chronicles of a Playful Young Master Taken DownHe loved to talk trash about his older brother ending up as the bottom, only to get thoroughly dominated and pinned beneath a woman himself—even his brother wasn't this humiliated. Playboy young master × You, the dominant female CEO / GB (Gingtama/Gentle Bottom) / Bad dog / Shameful push-and-pull / Foul-mouthed tsundere There was nothing Liang Yuxuan loved more in this life than teasing his older brother for getting topped by his own subordinate. The dignified head of the Ming Gang, turned upside down in bed by one of his own men when everyone had assumed the opposite—he found it downright hilarious. That was until his brother finally had enough and packed him off to stay with a high-level business partner for a couple of days to be taught a lesson. He thought he could easily play his usual games and breeze through it. But two days later, the guy who had only ever been on top found himself thoroughly subdued by a woman, unable to put up even the slightest fight. Every word he had once used to mock his brother came crashing right back down on him. While his mouth refused to surrender, his body faithfully remembered every single second. At least his brother had been overtaken by someone from his own ranks, but look at him—pinned underneath a woman, left without even the room to resist. This time, he was completely and utterly done for.
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