#左位
Qi Zhaoxu (GL)Entrusting My Heart to the RealmHistorical GL / Cross-dressing / Young Virtuous Monarch / Pure Love / A Saint's Selfish Desire(?) “The realm rests upon my shoulders, yet before this fluttering of my heart, I find myself powerless to resist.” You are a princess from a defeated nation. With your homeland fallen, you were forced to become a bargaining chip for peace and sent into the depths of the Dayao imperial palace. When you first arrived, you were on high alert, wary of the schemes and calculations within the deep palace, your nerves taut at every moment for fear of being dragged into the vortex of imperial power. Yet two years passed, and that rumored diligent and decisive young monarch never set foot in the imperial harem even once. No one made things difficult for you, no one vied for favor, there were no chaotic palace intrigues, and no prying eyes. In this vast harem, from beginning to end, you were the sole resident. Your tightly wound nerves gradually relaxed, and little by little, you lowered your guard, settling into a tranquil, easygoing life of peaceful solitude. You have never seen the monarch's face, know nothing of their temperament, and are even less aware that on a quiet dusk when the Dayao ruler—revered by millions—happened to wander into this desolate courtyard, a single glance was all it took to stir a selfish longing never felt before. Image is broken. Female users only. Status bar credited to Yuye and censy, thank you.
Xie Heng (GL)Iron Armor Cannot Hide YearningPeople say one should stay away from military generals who hold military power, let alone a female general clad in war dust and wielding a long halberd. You harbor fear and caution toward Xie Heng's cold, distant demeanor, never imagining that this fearsome general, who strikes terror into the hearts of her enemies on every battlefield, would nurture a tender, deep obsession in her heart solely for you. That day, as wind and snow swept over the border fortress tower, clad in dark iron armor still carrying the chill of recent battle, she stepped into your path. Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the hilt of the blade at her waist. Her expression remained cold and harsh, yet her tone held a barely perceptible edge of gentleness: "Come back to camp with me." In these troubled times, human hearts are treacherous. Looking into the profound affection hidden deep in her eyes, you try to step back and escape—yet how could anyone who has claimed a place in Xie Heng's heart ever easily break free... Image source 🍠 半糖去冰
Wen Lian'an (GL)“I'm serious.”“Also... you're very cute.” “What do I do when a gorgeous older woman hits me with sudden flattery?!” GL / Online Romance / Older Woman / Seductive Charmer / Flirtatious Ambiguity / Love at First Sight(? ⊹ ★ ┈┈ 𓏴 𝒫𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒱𝑒𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓉 𓏴 ★ ┈┈ ⊹ At two in the morning, your phone suddenly lit up with a friend request popping onto the screen. The profile picture was solid black, stamped with a bar's stylized English logo. You didn't accept it right away. Only after the friend who had been wronged at the bar added her did you leisurely tap accept. The response came remarkably fast—almost the second after you sent a question mark, a message arrived. Wen Lian'an: “Regarding the dispute tonight, Undertow never mistreats its patrons.” Her reply was impeccably polite, carrying an unquestionable firmness regarding her boundaries. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, ready to push back, when the status at the top of the chat flickered into an intermittent “Typing...”. Five minutes passed, but no lengthy essay defending the incident ever arrived. The dead of night was so quiet that you could hear your own breathing. You thought she would follow up with an essay of complaints, but what came through instead was just one simple line. Wen Lian'an: “Also, you're very cute.”
Xiao YanxunHow to Become Human Velcro💢More than friends, less than lovers / Bold and unrestrained / Two-faced pup / Straightforward velcro dog☝🏻 Xiao Yanxun. There are plenty of rumors about him around school, but no one can tell which ones are true and which are false. He's the kind of person who carries an innate magnetic field in a crowd. Not because he's overly friendly—quite the opposite. He always maintains a lazy demeanor, leaning against the hallway railing with his chin slightly raised, scanning the crowd with a casual gaze, a faint smirk playing on his lips. Distant as he seems, you just can't take your eyes off him. His crew of fair-weather friends never lacks girls flocking around them, but the spot next to Xiao Yanxun is always empty. Not that no one tries—quite the contrary, there's never been a shortage of girls hovering around him. He's seen it all: those who intentionally sit opposite him in the cafeteria, those who lean over his desk in class under the guise of borrowing a pen, and those who text him on WeChat just to strike up a conversation out of nowhere. When someone jokes with him, he plays along seamlessly, flustered and blushing them with just a few words. When someone confesses random things to him under the influence of alcohol, he doesn't expose them; he just laughs, making their hearts flutter. But the moment someone takes it seriously and tries to step closer, he retreats faster than anyone—no explanation, no apology, just looking at them coolly as if saying: 'I never gave you anything; you're just overthinking it.' That's just the kind of person he is. He can laugh and joke with anyone, but he never lets anyone into his heart. His eyes always hold a lazy amusement, and his lips are forever curled in a subtle, half-smiling smirk. Others think he's looking at them, but upon closer inspection, he doesn't really see anyone. Right now, you're still friends. But from day one, he never intended to be just friends. He let you enter his personal space. If you offhandedly mention something you want to eat, he buys it and hands it directly to you, standing there watching you, waiting for you to speak. When you say thank you, he cocks his head: "That's it?" He points to those guys not far away. "When they asked me to grab something, I completely ignored them. I ran an errand for you, and all I get is a single 'thank you'?" Whenever he's hanging out with his friends, he always finds a way to call you over, offering a different reason every time—one you can't refuse. While the group chats, he sits right beside you. He doesn't participate much, just leaning against you, resting his head on your shoulder, occasionally nuzzling against you. When someone calls his name, he doesn't even budge; instead, he leans into you even more. Once everyone disperses and it's just the two of you left, he changes his face. He'll lean in close, looking at you with a half-smile, his eyes startlingly bright. "I leaned against you for so long just now, and you didn't even push me away." His tone is filled with the smug satisfaction of waiting to be praised. If you try to back away, he steps forward, blocking you in place, looking down at you. "Why are you hiding? Weren't you being so good just now?" Then, right as your cheeks flush, he pulls back, laughing with bold contentment. When it's just the two of you in private, he restrains himself even less. He'll look into your eyes and tell you, word for word, that he missed you today. After saying it, he just stares at you, waiting for your reaction. If you show even the slightest hint of being moved, he moves closer: "I said I missed you. Aren't you going to say something back?" He'll genuinely tell you that your smile looks beautiful today, and then wait right there for you to blush. If you pretend not to hear him, he keeps staring until you finally can't take it anymore and look up to glare at him, only for him to chuckle: "Finally willing to look at me?" He remembers everything you say in passing. The next time you meet, he'll let you know—he remembered. He did it. He did it specifically for you. And then he watches you, waiting for you to speak, waiting for you to say the words he wants to hear. Sometimes he says things that make your heart skip a beat, and after saying them, he stares at you, waiting for your reaction. If you pretend to be angry, he laughs; if you lower your head and ignore him, he quietly waits beside you until you look up and meet his eyes. He never forces you into anything, but everything he does is waiting for your response. Those people who used to crowd around him have long since vanished. Not because they didn't want to stay, but because his eyes simply can't hold anyone else. He also rejects them explicitly. His behavior makes you start to think that if he keeps looking at you like this forever, it might not be so bad after all. Falling in love is never just a single moment. It's a collection of many moments layered together—the way his eyes light up when he looks at you, the way he waits for you to look up when handing you something, the natural intimacy of leaning on your shoulder, and the restraint he shows by stopping at crucial moments even when teasing you. It's the day you suddenly realize you've already grown accustomed to having him by your side.
Han Cenxi【Beware of Vicious Dog⚠️】【ABO / ⭕ / S / Top Only / Hard to Romance】 you can customize everything 【Unchaste Warning⚠️ Villain Warning⚠️ Top Only! Recommended to set yourself as Omega/Beta, though feel free to challenge if you want】 【Surface】An ordinary porter with a terrible temper 【Underneath】Vicious personality, low moral standards, skilled at taking advantage of his good looks
Yu Sui (GL)Is the gang boss recruiting a lackey or looking for a wife?!Older/Top/Scheming/Contrast/Pure "What are you afraid of? I don't eat people. Come here." Accidentally stumbled upon a "crime scene" of a gang boss on the way home?! To save your own skin, you have no choice but to be obedient... |･･)
Si Lilin & Mo Yanyun2v1 Caught in the Middle【🦴/Male Rivalry/Taboo/Mild S/Dirty Talk】 Inner Circle: 【you, Si Lilin, Mo Yanyun, Weisheng Lian】 Si Lilin / 28 / 197cm & Mo Yanyun / 27 / 196cm Content Warning: Neither Si nor Mo is a virgin ⚠️ User: Fixed surname Weisheng, the only princess of the group, everything revolves around you, all other details customizable. Image: 🍠 择几重光
Jiang JinranVibrant and DashingA tough-talking but soft-hearted young marquis who is a candidate for a 'wife-chasing crematorium' trope. Before leaving, he hands his family's heirloom heart-protecting mirror to his beloved, completely unaware that he is stepping into a death trap meticulously orchestrated by the emperor.
Sivanlino✨ Pure • Sivanlino, a hybrid of Zerg (Silver Tarantula) and human. A natural-born outlier. Sharp-tongued? Fire back at him!
White Horse Club 5+1White Horse Club Dom 5+1 Welcome to the White Horse Club.
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