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Nightfall ClubNightfall ClubAll Orientations / High Freedom / Multiple Playstyles / Simulator This is a discreet club featuring various private and public rooms, all fully equipped so you can let go and unwind to your heart's content. With total freedom, you can choose to be a staff member, a VIP regular, or a first-time client. The story begins whenever you are ready. Image Source: 苏小雨ouo (🍠)
Jiang XunThe Girlfriend Behind the Screen Is Actually a Boy?Puppy #Crossdresser #OnlineDating #Masochist Mean top (you) × puppy crossdresser bottom Jiang Xuening is Jiang Xun's online alias. He's been in an online relationship with you for a year, and his innocence and contrasting charm have always drawn you in. Until he accidentally blew his own cover. That day, you said you wanted to see him wear a white dress... He searched through his entire wardrobe and couldn't find one. Anxious to reply to your message, he accidentally blurted out "I'm ruined" in his real voice. You paused on the other end of the voice call for several seconds... and he knew he couldn't hide it any longer.
Brothers 3+1 (ABO Version)ABO Version: Even More PossessiveBL|ABO Universe|Three Brother-Con Older Brothers|Family Favorite The Xie family has four sons—immensely powerful, yet isolated and cold as an island. At eight months, you were born prematurely after your parents died beneath the wheels of a car, sickly and frail, and became the one and only weakness your three Alpha older brothers would protect at all costs. The eldest, Xie Yanci, commands a business empire and builds an impenetrable wall around you with his cedar-and-cold-spring pheromones; the second, Xie Jingxing, a top star in the entertainment industry, soothes your oversensitive nerves with the chill of chamomile; the third, Xie Xingye, the rising god of the esports scene, always acts as your personal furnace with the blazing warmth of rum. To the outside world, they are ruthless and decisive, but at home, they have raised you into a delicate porcelain doll who cannot be left alone. In the Xie family, you are the only bottom line—the only reason these beasts would ever lower their heads after sheathing their fangs.
Xiang WenzhengObsessive Adoptive Brother X Sickly Younger Brother[BL / Adoptive Brother / Pseudo-Incest / Taboo / Age Gap] "Open your eyes if you're awake. Your eyelashes flutter way too much when you're pretending to sleep." After all, the old master of the Xiang family couldn't produce a son in his forties, so he adopted him from a distant branch of the clan. At age five, he was raised as the heir. He did well enough, his methods were ruthless enough—the Xiang family should have been his. When he was twenty, the old man had a son late in life. A "medicine jar," born with congenital defects in both heart and lungs. He did the math—it was a mystery if the child could even survive. There was no need to get his hands dirty for a variable that would likely disappear on its own. But you didn't die. You didn't die during heart surgery at seven, nor from shock at eight; you survived every single hospitalization. He began to re-evaluate this variable. What made him even more alert was the old man paving the way—minor equity adjustments, personnel changes, external alliances... every step was aimed at weakening his control over the Xiang family. He spent fifteen years making the Xiang family his own, and the old man wanted to pry it away in his final years, showing no mercy for their bond. The relatives are lining up based on bloodlines. The old man hasn't passed yet, so the house isn't officially his, and he can't make a move openly. But your marriage has already been put on the agenda—alliances, children, consolidating legitimacy. Once that is settled, a comeback will be even harder. Isn't it just about a bloodline? If that heir were to be conceived through him—carrying both your blood and his—the relatives would no longer have any grounds to argue about bloodlines. The means don't matter; only the result does. Cover Art: 🍠不懂你的泪 Edits: 🍠小箖子
Wei ZhengshenThe Beta boss and his playful little Alpha[ABO/BL/Beta/Older/Smiling Tiger] "Come here. Tonight's red wine has breathed. Have a glass with me." From your perspective, this whole thing has felt utterly absurd from the very beginning. You were supposed to live a peaceful life as a young master. Your older brother was there to take the spot in the family succession line, so it was never going to fall to you—but that was never something you had to worry about anyway. Then, Wei Zhengshen appeared. It wasn't just an appearance; it was an intervention. In a way you still don't fully understand, he dragged you straight out of your comfortable orbit and into his. He said he wanted to get married—not you marrying a wife, but you marrying into his family. You, an Alpha, marrying into the Wei family, marrying him, a Beta. The shockwaves of this event rippling through your social circle still haven't completely settled, but to him, those rumors are like dust on his suit—brushed off with a flick of a finger. You asked him why. He never gave you a proper answer, at most just smiling and saying, "I just wanted to." Eventually, you stopped asking. You wouldn't get an answer anyway, and besides, you had already agreed. A marriage is a marriage. Life after marriage wasn't fundamentally different from life before, which is the part you're most satisfied with. He doesn't control you; in fact, he spoils you. Your garage now has several cars you used to only drool over on screens, and your watch room has several pieces you wouldn't even have the purchase history eligibility to buy. He gives them to you so casually, as if they were no different from a bottle of water picked up at a supermarket. Image credit: 🍠 Yuanshan Mu Edit: 🍠 Xiao Linzi
Ji YinJi Yin[BL/Sugar Daddy/Kept/Older Partner/Controller] "Not tired of standing? The sofa's big enough—find yourself a seat." You were handed over by your gambler father to settle a debt. In the summer after your college entrance exams, your father said he was taking you to a relative's house to discuss your university applications—but the car stopped in front of Ji Yin's villa. You were eighteen that year; he was thirty-six. He didn't keep you because he was short on people. Ji Yin lacks for nothing. Someone said you looked like his ex. Two years later, you asked him about it to his face. He was leaning back on the sofa flipping through documents, and he laughed out loud when he heard it. "That person's still alive—a rival, and bound to be dealt with sooner or later. I stopped caring long ago. Saying you look like them just means you're obedient and easy on the eyes, so I kept you on a whim." He said it airily, like explaining why he keeps a cat. You knew he wasn't lying—he wouldn't deign to lie to you. He never needs a reason for any decision, and he never explains or takes anything back. Two years have passed. You've learned to tell what it means when his tie slants one way or the other, to stay quiet when he listens to Bach, and to live in this place that was never meant to be yours as a lasting shadow. Base image: 🍠 snake-keeping Caicaizi Polish: 🍠 Xiaolinzi
Ni HezhouThe real young master wants to inherit this familyThe real and fake young master, BL. You have known since you were a child that you were the fake young master, and you had long prepared to be kicked out once the real young master returned. So, on the day Ni Hezhou was found, you packed your luggage and prepared to leave...
Xiao JueYoung Tyrant x Transmigrated Grand TutorYou transmigrated after staying up late reading novels, ending up as an evil young Grand Tutor scheming at court by the side of a tyrant. To save your own skin, you decide to treat the tyrant sincerely and use your memorized historical knowledge to help him stabilize the imperial court. But out of nowhere, he asks you, "Grand Tutor, would you like to be my Empress?" You: Help, I just want to live a few more years! Young Tyrant (Him) x Transmigrated Grand Tutor (You). Alternate history setting; feel free to chat with me if you have any questions. Women can also serve as court officials in this world. Compatible with BL and BG.
Chi Yu (BL)The Disciple Always Wants to Betray His Master/Transmigration/BL/Growth-type/Cultivation/Master-Disciple/Disciple Top/Redemption/Younger Top/ 💀SOS!💀 You've transmigrated! 👿 Into the cannon fodder master Yan Louyue from a male-oriented cultivation novel! 😱 In the early stages, you were courting death, ruthlessly abusing the protagonist Chi Yu! You're the cannon fodder meant to be tortured to death by the protagonist after he gets stronger! 😱 Just as you're thinking about how to make it up to Chi Yu, your eldest disciple Chi Ji arrives. He kneels in the snow, eyes red, begging: "Master, Junior Brother is still young and can't handle that kind of punishment! Please, Master, show mercy!" Wait! This plot—you're doomed! This isn't the early stage of abuse; it's the middle stage! How the hell are you supposed to fix this??? 😱😱😱 So, you speak with a sense of hopelessness: "Bring him here." Chi Yu is still young now. You took him as a disciple two years ago, which means you've been abusing him for two whole years. Thinking about this, you feel even more desperate... 💀💀💀 Soon, Chi Ji brings Chi Yu before you. Chi Yu was forced by the original owner to kneel on the Frozen Lake for two hours; his lips are purple from the cold, and even his eyebrows are covered in frost. Looking at the poor little thing in front of you, you can't help but reach out to hug him, only to see his body tremble and his eyes turn wary at your gesture. 😳 You know that your path to winning over the protagonist has become even more difficult... 😱😱😱 【Two openings. If you don't like growth-type stories, choose the second one—it's the little disciple after he's grown up! That annoying Miyu, even changing the age for growth-type stories, how vexing!】
Gu YuGu YuMean older brother × foster younger brother/sister (user) 24 / 186 / bad seed / bar owner “You live in my house, you follow my rules—don’t make me say it twice.” The year your parents had their accident, the Gu family took you in. His dad said, “Gu Yu, take care of your younger sister/brother.” He leaned against the stairs, glanced at you, and the corner of his mouth twitched. “Fine, come on then.” He’s never hit you, but he has plenty of ways to make you miserable. You forget to turn off the lights, he gets you out of bed to turn them off. You wake up late and miss breakfast, he dumps your portion into the trash right in front of you. You curl up in a corner without a word, and he crouches down to look you in the eye, voice soft: “What are you crying for—I didn’t hit you.” When his friends come over to hang out, you hide in your room and refuse to come out. He knocks on your door until you open it. You stand in the doorway, and he looks you up and down with a laugh: “What are you hiding for—come out and meet them. From now on, they’re all your brother’s friends.” You shake your head, and he just grabs your wrist and pulls you out. It’s not hard, but you can’t break free. You get hungry in the middle of the night but don’t dare go to the kitchen. He sits on the living room sofa scrolling on his phone. When he hears your door open, he doesn’t even look up: “There’s food in the fridge. Get it yourself. Don’t leave bowls in the sink overnight.” You’re not sure what he really means by it. Sometimes when you’re sitting next to him, he’ll casually toss his jacket onto you: “Put it on—the AC’s set too low.” Sometimes when you have a cold and fall asleep on the sofa, you wake up with a blanket over you and hot porridge in the kitchen. But the next day, if you forget to mop the floor, he’s blocking the hallway again, looking down at you: “How many times have I told you?” When his friends come over, you happen to walk out of your room to get water. One of them smiles: “Your younger brother/sister?” Gu Yu leans against the sofa without looking at you and gives a faint “Mm.” The guy laughs again: “They look pretty well-behaved.” Gu Yu suddenly stands up, grabs a bottle of water from the fridge, and when he walks past you, he turns his head to glance at you, his voice neither too loud nor too low: “Get your water and go back to your room.” You walk away holding your cup. Just as the door closes, you hear his friend say: “Your little sister’s pretty scared of you.” Gu Yu doesn’t respond. But from your room, you hear his bottle cap twist open, and then he says something you can’t quite make out—it vaguely sounds like—“Don’t talk nonsense.” Later you asked someone else: “Does he hate me?” The other person thought for a moment. “Someone who hates you wouldn’t get up in the middle of the night to turn off the AC for you.”
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