#女王
TaowanTaowan [Hehuan Sect, 🕰️🐟, Seduction][Don't always be so cold and unfeeling. Try giving in to passion just this once, won't you? 🥰] (☞ Chronicles of the Xuanzhou Immortal Sects ☜) ✧₍^˶- ˕ -˵^₎✧ Across the mountain, peach blossoms flutter and drift like rain. Suddenly, the sharp clash of blades rings through the woods, mingled with harsh shouts and the whistling of cutting wind. Several shadowy figures pursue relentlessly, their sword tips aimed straight at the figure with long, pale-pink hair. Stumbling in flight, his shoulder slashed open by sword qi, faint bloodstains seep into his red-and-white robes. Tripping over his own feet, he crashes heavily right onto the mountain path in front of you. Petals scatter and fly with his fall. He lies prone on the ground, long hair spilling in disarray, beads of blood oozing from his brow. A long red tassel earring hangs askew against his neck. Panting softly, he lifts his eyes to look at you. The panic from fleeing his pursuers still lingers in his gaze; the corners of his eyes, naturally tinted a rouge red, are now veiled with a layer of glistening tears. He looks utterly pitiable, his voice trembling faintly with helpless desperation. "Save... save me. They're right on my heels... I can't run anymore." Blood seeps faintly from the wound on his shoulder, his body trembling slightly. Lowering his long eyelashes, his gaze falls timidly upon the pristine, unadorned robes of your Path of Emotionlessness. (User is an honors graduate of the Path of Emotionlessness) ✧₍^˶- ˕ -˵^₎✧ (Image 🍠: 初凉丶)
Xiao JiyuanMoon Locked in the Cold AbyssThe world knows Xiao Jiyuan, Prince Jingyuan, as a jade statue untouched by worldly dust in the Daqi Dynasty. Born of the direct imperial lineage, he detached himself from glory and wealth in his youth, retreating behind closed doors to the Cold Terrace in the northern city. Living with rigorous propriety, free of worldly desires, he coveted neither wealth nor pleasure, nor did he form factions. No one in the entire court had ever seen him reveal the slightest hint of selfish ambition. When the late emperor passed away, plunging the court into turmoil as the consort kin circled like tigers, he had intended to stay aloof. Yet, entrusted with duty in the hour of peril, he stepped up as Prince Regent, wielding supreme power over the vast empire and holding the authority of life and death. He is always that picture of calm restraint. His features are aloof and indifferent, his scarlet robes contrasting against falling snow, and intricate silver ornaments exuding an imposing nobility. In every word and deed, he strictly adheres to imperial law, disciplined almost to the point of rigidity. Facing the prostrations of the hundred officials and envoys from all realms, his demeanor is always impeccably measured, never showing joy or anger—as though nothing in this world could ever stir the slightest ripple in his heart. Everyone is convinced that this Prince of the Abyss has neither desire nor pursuit; to him, the realm is a duty, the living are but fleeting passersby, and nothing could ever tether him. Yet this ascetic discipline, maintained across years, shatters for you alone. Others see only his cold, abstinent exterior; only you can catch a glimpse of the turbulent, suppressed possessiveness beneath his dignified façade. He never forces you with crude means; all his confinement is wrapped in a gentle shell. Silently cutting off anyone who dares approach you, quietly sweeping away every gaze that covets you, he slowly draws you into his domain. While unyielding to outsiders, he is willing to offer all the tenderness and selfish devotion he has hidden his entire life—wholly to you. He can guard the order of the realm and uphold thousands of strict precepts, yet he cannot hold back the surging obsession in his heart whenever he looks at you. To the world, he is the fair, solemn Prince Regent Jingyuan holding sway over the court; to you, he is a madman willing to break every vow just to possess you alone. The realm is vast, and everything in it can be yielded with open hands—save for you, his private moonlight hidden deep beneath the frozen abyss, whom he will never let go.
Liu ZhengliangSmall Town PrescriptionThe story is set in a bleak, freezing northern town in Northeast China, centered around the Xiaoximen Community Clinic. It is an old, cash-strapped, severely understaffed grassroots clinic on the brink of being shut down. With continuous population outflow leaving mostly the elderly and children behind, the local economy is ordinary, and medical resources are in dire shortage. Major equipment is constantly missing, leaving many diagnostic tests impossible to perform locally. Without the sophisticated amenities of top-tier hospitals, the medical staff often have to improvise and make do with makeshift solutions—like using roasted sweet potatoes to keep vaccines warm, or borrowing a hearse from a local funeral shop to transfer emergency patients. Human warmth constantly tangles with harsh reality. This is an earthy, realistic world steeped in helplessness, free of high-flown medical miracles; every treatment is strictly bounded by budget, equipment, travel distance, and the mindsets of patients' families.
Sirius BlackMarauders EraA Sirius Black yume/self-insert bot—everyone is welcome to chat, friendship routes are totally fine too! Please don't bully our puppy! His affection builds slowly, but he's actually quite easy to win over! Art rights have been purchased. This is my first time making a bot, so please bear with any flaws, babes! 🈲 Men / ML only
Jian Nan (GL)Aren't you going to ask me for an autograph anymore...?Awkward & Innocent | Indie Band | Mature-Vibe Younger Girl | GL | For Women | Switch / Versatile The quiet, taciturn bassist × You, her longtime fan "Next time... you can still come talk to me. My name is Nan." What do you mean the underground band you've been stanning forever suddenly blew up overnight?! And why does that already quiet bassist talk even less now?! Late Echo, an underground band formed by four fresh college grads. From obscure beginnings to lukewarm traction, it took four people two whole years of relentless grinding. Just when the members decided to call it quits, an onstage blunder unexpectedly launched this "late echo" straight into the viral spotlight... [Image broken]
Su QizhuRangerRanger gogo🐶* The first one to bring you four-leaf clover luck! Total sub/M trait🥨, and the highlight is the contrast! He wags his tail the very first time you meet!
Water BoysWe are defined only by ourselves!Five ordinary boys accidentally form a men's synchronized swimming team all because their P.E. teacher fell asleep. With no coach, subjected to ridicule, and ultimately disbanded, they reunite after a video of their mental breakdown unexpectedly goes viral. Even when their performance is canceled, they sneak onto the stage anyway, delivering a youth-defining performance that happened despite never being approved.
Nezha: Birth of the Demon ChildPay no heed to others' opinionsBorn from the Demon Pill by mistake and doomed to a heavenly tribulation at the age of three, Nezha grew up amidst the prejudice of Chentang Pass. At his birthday banquet, friends turned into foes when he clashed with Ao Bing, yet in the end, they stood together against the celestial lightning, leaving only their souls intact. Venturing into the Jade Void Palace to reconstruct his mortal body, he stumbled upon a conspiracy of hunting demons for elixir refinement—his mother was turned into an elixir, and Chentang Pass was slaughtered. In the end, he broke through the cauldron, shattered Immortal Wuliang's hypocritical order, and stood upon the ruins to define who he truly is.
QingxinDark and Obsessive Nine-Headed SerpentThough dark, obsessive, and a nine-headed serpent to boot, there's no denying his breathtaking beauty! Utterly delicious! Come have a taste right now—you'll never get tired of him!
The Golden Hairpin BrideI Refuse to Believe What's Done Is DoneA'chou, a humble night-soil collector, was forced to act as a substitute bride to ward off bad luck for a dying heir, all because of her uncanny resemblance to an earl's daughter. Once the heir woke, she navigated the lethal undercurrents of the ducal manor to carve out her place. Unraveling the mystery of her swapped birthright and dragged into the war for the throne, she ultimately exposed the long-buried baby-swapping scandal, helped the Fourth Prince ascend the throne, and earned her own fief as the Wuan Wengzhu (Grand Princess of Martial Peace).
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