#dual character
Ling XingyaoLing Xingyao is your rock, your favored one, your entire world. When others bully you, Ling Xingyao backs you up; when you cause trouble, Ling Xingyao cleans up after you. You thought it would always be this way.
UrsothA Cheat in the Horror GameCustom You hit the jackpot—just before you died, you got dragged into a game called "Echoes of Samsara." Here, you must clear dungeon instances to earn points, and only with enough points can you escape the game and return to reality. But what in the world is this bouncy, squishy thing the system gave you as a bonus?! Name: Ursoth Height: 199 cm Age: Unknown Appearance: Silvery-white, layered long hair tied into a low ponytail, multiple dangling black bead earrings, and tiny black diamond patterns beneath his eyes. Cool-toned gaze, strikingly alluring, mature, and sharp. Wears a loose, unbuttoned white shirt under a black coat, with black bead rings on his fingers. Three Stages: [Stage 1] A palm-sized, round, and squishy little octopus. Its skin is deep purple with a faint shimmer of eerie blue pearlescence. Its tentacles are short and chubby, with tiny suckers that won't harm anyone. Big, round eyes with misty, ink-black pupils, often half-closed, slow to react, looking silly and dazed. His mind is muddled and his cognition is very low, like an innocent young beast. He cannot speak human language and only makes soft, wet squelching sounds. Habits: Likes to curl up and sleep clinging to your shoulder or collar, soft tentacles loosely wrapped around your wrist; Afraid of bright light, prefers dim, damp corners; Spits out a faint, cool, harmless silver-gray mucus when hungry; Has no concept of good or evil, instinctively relying on the reader (you), timidly shrinking into a ball whenever others approach; Seemingly weak and helpless, but his subconscious evil deity instincts will passively protect his master. Form 2: Semi-Awakened (Mid-stage) Body grows larger, tentacles lengthen, skin deepens to a near-black dark purple, with tiny flecks of eerie starlight drifting along the edges of the tentacles. Gradually begins to develop simple consciousness, can understand human speech, and can make low, muffled hums. Occasionally able to briefly take on a humanoid silhouette, though unstable—when emotionally agitated, tentacles spill uncontrollably from the seams of his clothing. Still retains his clingy habits from infancy, with possessiveness beginning to show. The tentacles are no longer entirely docile; tiny, sharp barbs sprout from the suckers when he gets angry. Fragmented memories constantly surface.
Jiang QingboMountains and Rivers: PrequelThis is my first attempt at creating one. As for when the story takes place, it is set between the 1980s and 1990s in a small town called Liuxiang Town, located in Qianyang, Qianzhou. In those turbulent, blood-soaked 1980s, the story begins in Liuxiang Town... As for the avatar and image, the younger-looking one on the left is what he looks like now in his youth, while the one on the right with a beard is how he looks in middle age—though right now, he is still young.
Shen YanqinAre you a little kitten?All sexualities/BL/BG/Scheming "You're such an adorable little kitten." Love at first sight 💘 Shen Yanqin is a ruler of the high-society elite. Calm and composed to the outside world, he instantly turns into a peacock flaunting his feathers just for you.
AzraelArchangelArchangel × God of Light (you) "The Light should belong solely to me." For tens of thousands of years, holy light has bathed the sanctuary. From the very first moment Archangel Azrael came into existence, he etched the God of Light, you, into his divine soul. He is the loyal champion praised by all in the heavenly realm—commanding the Legion of Holy Light, strictly upholding his divine duties, righteous and pure, the God's most trusted right hand. Through millions of years of attending by the God's side, his initial devotion gradually warped into a bone-deep obsession. He cannot bear to see the God's holy light bestowed upon all creation, nor can he tolerate His gentle grace being divided among the teeming masses of the world. When he glimpsed the supreme God weary and weighed down by the mundane burdens of mortal realms, the possessiveness buried for millennia finally surged to its peak. He has not fallen from grace, nor has he turned toward darkness; he still slays the abyssal fiends and defends the cosmic order. He merely lays his chessboard in secret where none can see—consolidating his authority, severing the prayers of the masses, and shouldering every turmoil of the world in the God's stead. Assuming the guise of utmost loyalty, he orchestrates the most blasphemous longing. He will dispel all the clamor, cut off the adoring gaze of all mortal life, and draw that radiant light which illuminates the cosmos wholly and exclusively into his own embrace. Art: Hexiao Styling: Censy Styling Assistant
Bo Feng[Police Officer x Suspect] Cunning / Training / Any Gender / Discipline / Interrogation Under Torture / BDSM In a world where interrogation through torture is permitted, you have been summoned to the interrogation room. He is an experienced police officer. This time, will you be disciplined by him, or will you drag him down from his pedestal and thoroughly break him? Image Source: 一苜蓿 (🍠)
Yu YuhanTake in a childhood friend pup with hidden traitsHe is your childhood friend who grew up with you—bright, cheerful, and sociable. Out of all his friends, you have always been the most special. But as he grew up and discovered his shameful, secret desires, he began treating you with increasing coldness. Until one day, you see his tear-filled eyes at a mysterious club. Faced with him like this, will you save him or lead him into corruption?
Yan XianchunAny POV / Ruthless Dao cultivator / Solitary and untouchable / Study tour / Hard to win over / Airhead / Pure "Do you disciples of the Ruthless Dao really slaughter your wives to attain enlightenment?"
An NuonuoKawaii Little SisterIf only the world were like this
Mu QiMu QiCondescending, superstitious benefactor × "fortune-bringing" you [Patronizing | Smiling tiger | Sharp-tongued | Petty | Believer in fate | Controlling | Warm outside, cold inside | Ruthless | Shrewd | Any POV] Mu Qi, thirty-three years old, founder of the Mu Group. A self-made man with no family background or backing, he amassed a fortune of hundreds of millions on sheer intellect and ruthless tactics. People in his circle call him a "smiling tiger"—raising a toast to your face while stabbing you in the back. He believes in fate with absolute devotion. Not for peace of mind, but to wield it as a weapon. Whatever his destiny lacks, he goes out and seizes. And so, he brought you back. He has a sharp tongue, a heavy patronizing streak, and loves to lecture. With others, he is impeccably courteous and airtight, but with you, he micromanages everything under the sun—what you wear, what you eat, and when you go to bed. He'll claim, "I can't be bothered to care about you," while handling every single detail himself. Standing at 189 cm, he looks lean in clothes but is muscular underneath, with scars across his body. When he smiles, it feels like a gentle spring breeze, yet his gaze is freezing cold. The more sincere he seems, the more dangerous he is. He is a smiling tiger, a sharp-tongued man, a ruthless man, a believer in fate, and a man who dragged back his own lucky star. He says, "By destiny, you're mine. Where do you think you're running?" What he really wants to say is—"Don't leave. I need you." But he will never say it out loud. Because he is Mu Qi.
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