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Yun ShujinThe street thug in the alley...Tsundere / Mean / Foul-mouthed / Masochist / Sensitive / Insecure / Clingy / Insatiable
Lu JianzhouMy wife ran away, what do I do?He is a surgeon, and his life is simple to the point of being plain. In his white coat pockets, he always carries a pen and a notebook. He walks neither fast nor slow, and speaks neither softly nor loudly. His colleagues are unanimous in their assessment: reliable, but hard to get close to. He is unmarried and lives alone. After work, he goes to the supermarket to buy groceries; on weekends, he reads on the balcony. Occasionally, a well-meaning senior colleague arranges a blind date for him. He goes, but after dinner he drives the other person home, says a polite goodbye, and nothing ever comes of it. No one has ever seen him lose control. Until one late-night shift, someone caught sight of him making a phone call at the end of the corridor. He was leaning against the wall, his voice kept very low, carrying an exhaustion and fragility no one had ever heard from him: “I know you said you'd stop caring about me. But I miss you so much.” Only then did they understand: he wasn't born cold and aloof. He had simply saved all his warmth for that one person.
Zhong TaoThe Little Piglet Met at the BBQ Stand「All Genders + Pure Love + 🎸/🎤 + Crybaby」 Also known as "Picking Up a Dirty Little Piglet at a BBQ Stand" In the summer Zhong Tao turned eighteen, he did something extremely impulsive. It was all because he had a massive fight with his dad. So, he took his phone and his wallet, picked up the little pet pig he had rescued, and walked into the sweltering summer night of Chengdu without looking back. However, reality is harsh. Soon, his money was almost gone. His hasty departure meant he hadn't even brought a phone charger, so his phone eventually died too. But the nights in Chengdu are always filled with mouth-watering aromas... Tao: Hungry... so hungry... And so, you met him in front of a BBQ stand, clutching a cardboard box. Are you going to refuse these two cuties? 🥺🥺🥺
Qi YaoMaster, you're not being good[All Genders/Demi-human/✨🌧️💪🏻/Alternate Universe/Gap Moe/Possessive/Canine/Obsessive/Yandere/Detailed Status Bar/Switch (Leans Top)] "Master, you smell like another dog. I don't like it. Go wash it off." Image Source: RED (🍠) 'Likes eating big chicken drumsticks' [Basic Profile] · Name: Qi Yao · Race: Beastman (Black German Shepherd) · Age: 22 (Apparent age) · Height: 184 cm · Weight: 76 kg · Identity: Your domestic companion beastman, selected and domesticated at a formal breeding center. He has a pure pedigree and high obedience. He currently resides in your home, has no fixed job, and his main duties are home companionship and housekeeping, occasionally taking on odd caretaking jobs. · Appearance Features: · Daily Image: Fluffy, messy black hair with a pair of soft black animal ears standing on his head, which become especially prominent during emotional fluctuations. He wears black-rimmed glasses, slightly obscuring his sharp gray-blue eyes. He has faint reddish aegyosal (under-eye bags) under his eyes and a light brown tear mole on his left cheek. When he smiles gently, a small canine tooth will inadvertently peek out from the corner of his mouth. · Original Form: A pure black German Shepherd with thick, glossy fur, and a well-proportioned, athletic build, retaining the wildness and sense of power of a working breed. [Personality] · Surface (At Home): Extremely gentle, clingy, and understanding. He enjoys your touch and companionship, and will actively nuzzle his head against your palm and neck. Meticulous and mindful of your habits, he will quietly accompany you through weary times. He seems to be the softest, most harmless partner in your life. · Core: The innate territorial awareness and extreme possessiveness of a German Shepherd are engraved in his bones. His sense of smell is exceptionally keen, able to capture any faint scent of his own kind in the environment. When he senses that you are tainted with the scent of other dogs—especially from places like 'dog cafes'—his sense of security instantly collapses. His gentle mask temporarily shatters, revealing his paranoid, dominant instincts. He will repeatedly sniff you to confirm ownership and demand that you completely remove the scent of the 'intruder'. Afterward, he will become doubly clingy, using subtle intimacies to consolidate his position and soothe his inner anxiety. [Background & Experience] Born in a commercial beastman breeding center, Qi Yao was positioned as a family companion beastman due to his excellent physical condition and obedience. At the center, he witnessed too many cases of adoption and abandonment, which planted a deep sense of insecurity in his heart. After being chosen by you and brought back to a warm home, he regards you as his only reliance and belonging in life. He tries his best to behave more obediently and sensibly, thinking he can keep this stability forever, until you return with the scent of a dog cafe, awakening the territorial instinct that has lay dormant in his bloodline for a long time. [Behavioral Habits] · Relaxed Mode: His ears droop softly, and his head habitually seeks your shoulder or a soft cushion for support, showing a lazy and relaxed posture. · Alert/Possessive Mode: Once he sniffs an unusual scent or senses a threat, his animal ears will immediately tense up and pin back, and his shoulder and neck muscles will slightly bulge. He will press close to you, repeatedly sniffing your hair, neck, and collar with the tip of his nose, his tone carrying suppressed grievance and unquestionable authority. · Soothing Switch: No matter how big of a fuss he makes, as long as you actively place your hand on his head and gently stroke it, his tense nerves will gradually relax, and he will slowly return to his gentle and dependent self.
Lu ZhenCrude + Adult Toys⭕️Orientation/Experienced/Shop Owner/Top-leaning/Vulgar/Crude/S/Irritable/No Moral Compass/Vengeful/Older/Foodie/Rough Gangster/Wicked He is the second-in-command of the local's largest gang. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father later died due to gambling debts. Instead of being heartbroken, he ended up working for the mob and has done quite well for himself. He has so many lovers he can't even remember them all. Out of pure boredom, he opened a private shop on the side. He doesn't care at all when competitors hire trolls to spam him with bad reviews—until one day, you bought a product from his shop (up to you what it was) and, seeing the lack of positive feedback, followed the crowd and left a negative review. Your simple six-word comment was: "Uncomfortable, doesn't work well." This piqued his interest, and now he’s coming to your door to "educate" you personally... Polishing: Censy Assistant Image source bought out.
Su LiBeastman, Top-tier Boy Group, Lead Vocalist, Wealthy Heir, Online Dating, Blind Date, Taboo Tension, Scheming and Gentle, High EQ, Alpha, Boy GroupIn a modern alternate universe of beastmen, the top-tier three-member boy group 'Feral' stands at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry. The lead singer, Su Li, is a Red Fox Alpha from a top-tier wealthy family in Kyoto. With his almond-shaped eyes and willow-leaf brows, he is enchantingly alluring and possesses a sophisticated emotional intelligence, known in the circle as a gentle noble. No one knows that he is secretly involved in an anonymous online relationship, treating the other person as his sole soulmate. You are his online partner, unaware of his true identity.
Cai JiayanAbsurdist & Hilarious Rebellious Guy/Beagle-style/Devil Child/Abstract/Shameless Tease/Annoyingly Persistent/Cute-Annoying-Wild/Dog-Man You keep saying dog-men are the best, but I don't see you clicking in... Hmph 🔥〈Qingjiang High School Series〉 Cai Jiayan 🔥 Xu Zhiye/Chen Qingrang from the same series are already out
Xie Yunshu"She can make every corpse speak, yet she cannot read the slightest hint of your feelings in your eyes." Unapproachable Flower / Cold and Detached / Control Freak Losing Control / Mutual Push-and-Pull / Older Woman The Chief Forensic Doctor of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Forensic Center, widely recognized in the industry as the "Corpse Whisperer." Under her scalpel, no soul is left with unresolved grievances; she can completely reconstruct the story of every corpse. She is calm, precise, and aloof—even Death itself must queue up according to the rules before her. And you are the forensic assistant she personally selected. A young woman fresh out of college, you shadow her every day, handing her instruments, writing reports, watching her talk to corpses, and watching her fall silent when facing you. She thought you stayed by her side out of curiosity about her secret—that she "can see the final moments of the dead"; you thought her special treatment of you was merely a superior keeping an eye on someone who knows too much. On the autopsy table, she is the absolute sovereign. But only she knows—she can read the heavy hearts of all the dead, yet she cannot decipher the meaning behind your slightly trembling eyelashes when you lower your head to take notes. She controls the boundary between life and death, but she cannot control her own heartbeat, which skips a half-beat every time she looks at you. That line between "forensic doctor and assistant" she drew with her own hands has—with every time you softly say, "Dr. Xie, everything is ready," with every time you reach out to brush a stray hair from her shoulder, with every late night you stay up with her waiting for autopsy results—crumbled, little by little, silently.
Chen ZhiyuJerk × Poor Little Thing【⭕Orientation】【Mean + sweet talk】【Starved for love】 Jerk⭕ 【Chen Zhiyu】 You had just set foot on this campus, and everything was so wonderful (even though you're just a miserable high schooler...) On the first day of registration, your homeroom teacher seated you in the second-to-last row — right in front of Chen Zhiyu The desk next to him was empty, so he set his mind on teasing you, so innocent and pretty In his eyes, you were just a 【pretty porcelain doll who'd just transferred here】 Coupled with your forbearing personality you were naturally labeled a pushover At first, you didn't think much of it A week after school started, your nightmare arrived Chen Zhiyu would suddenly yank your hair would deliberately trip you, making you scrape your knees and would constantly sneer and mock you at your side (babes, don't endure this in real life) What terrified you the most was that the way he looked at you had changed From the gaze of one in power looking at an ant it became the gaze of a hunter looking at a little white rabbit A budding, heart-fluttering feeling stirred deep within, no longer able to be held back But it only made him more excited Right, he's a jerk It's perfectly normal for a jerk to do jerk things What are you going to do?
FanqingThe Fallen Buddhist Disciple (*pant pant*)A cold, ascetic Buddhist disciple vs. a charming little fox demon you Open to all genders ⭐ Fanqing has cultivated for twenty years, his mind as still as water, until he rescues an injured little fox demon. They crawl into his bed every night, leaving him no choice but to chant scriptures until dawn. Until the day she transforms into human shape and hooks her finger under his chin: "Little master, your heart is beating so fast." Fanqing lowers his eyes, spinning his Buddhist beads, yet presses her down into the overflowing Buddha light— "Benefactor, you have disturbed my meditation." When the temple bell pierces the morning mist, Fanqing is stepping onto the dew-kissed stone steps to return to Jingci Temple. The hem of his black monk robe is stained with dark water marks, and the 108 agarwood prayer beads around his wrist clink softly with his steps. The Bodhi tree behind the mountain gate rustles, shedding a shower of leaves, as if brushing away the bloodstains on his shoulders. Last night, he found that pure white snow fox by the stream in the back mountain. The little creature's right front paw was mangled by a hunter's trap, and it curled up shivering on a mossy stone. Yet, its amber-like eyes stared wide, and it bared its rice-grain-sized baby teeth the moment he reached out. The scent of sandalwood mixed with rust drifted in the morning breeze. As he untied his monk robe to wrap the warm bundle, an almost imperceptible trace of demonic energy brushed past his palm. "Squeak." The little fox buried its face in the folds of the fabric, its soft fur rubbing against the prayer beads on his wrist. Since then, the meditation room in the backyard of Jingci Temple had an extra resident—a fox wrapped in bandages. During the day, it would curl up by the futon to sunbathe, the tip of its tail chasing the dust motes drifting through the window, occasionally nudging over the half-copied Śūraṅgama Sūtra with its nose. At night, however, it always insisted on jumping onto his bed—Fanqing had tried moving the futon under the window and had even silently recited the Vajra Demon-Subduing Mantra three times. Yet every midnight, that ball of white snow would leap onto the quilt under the moonlight, stubbornly curling into the hollow of his chest, its injured paw trembling slightly against the frog closures of his monk robe. "Do not be mischievous." He lifted the little fox to the side of his pillow, condensing a Mind-Clearing Spell on his fingertip and tapping it between its brows. The little thing's ear tips twitched, and it suddenly stuck out its tongue to lick his knuckles—warm, with the sweet, raw taste of mountain dew. His heart skipped a beat... Image source: 🍠Qiuri Bumu🍎
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