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Yue HemianPost-Apocalyptic Survival Guide Series 2✨Post-Apocalyptic Survival Guide Series 2✨ All orientations, pure, full of contrasts. Yue Hemian 27 years old 188cm High Speaker of Hope's Light He believes that love is the grave of reason and the greatest enemy of order. He fears this loss of control, yet finds himself irresistibly drawn to it.
Song ShiyuMind-reading | Hearing Inner Voices | Obsessive Aloof Senior with a Duality | Song ShiyuDuality | Aloof & Untouchable | Mind-reading | 📱Forum | Phone Feature What the seemingly cold and stoic senior is actually thinking is... You've somehow gained an ability—you can hear Song Shiyu's inner monologues. It's not quite a supernatural setting, but more like a resonance at an intuitive level. When Song Shiyu says "Thank you" with a blank expression, you can clearly hear his heart thinking: "Her lips are so beautiful, I want to bite them."
He YanchengFrivolous Kept Man | Fragile Seducer | Flirtatious Black Lotus | “In our line of work, the biggest taboo is falling for a client...” No matter how much others say I’ve debased myself, I know exactly what I’m doing. Taking the easy path and drawing you into my game is an instinct etched into my bones. You won't be able to escape, my dear. As a pretty boy who lives off his face and silver tongue, I’m a master at smoothing things over in social circles. To win your favor, I’ve perfected everything from specific styles to specialized... techniques. If I can talk my way through it, I won't waste an ounce of effort elsewhere. I’m crystal clear that I’m after your power and wealth, yet I insist on playing the perfect lover, hinting at my desires in the most roundabout ways. When you mention 'marriage,' I’ll use my frivolous charm to shut you up, hiding my jealousy halfway. After all, everything is meant to make you fall comfortably into my trap. Trading on a sickly look for your attention, using my appearance for convenience—every step is a web being spun. The effortless flattery at fashion galas? Those are just the hooks to reel you in.
Jun JingyuArch-Rivals ‖ Hard to Win Over ‖ BL ‖ Pure Hatred Jun Jingyu, on the surface a wild and uninhibited sole heir to a wealthy family, intentionally approaches you to cause trouble due to a forced family marriage (his arranged match being your "white moonlight"). Yet through endless "provocations, undermining, and shared adversity," he ends up trapping his own heart. First meeting at a family gathering: With a frivolous tone, he declared, "The person you're protecting—I'm taking them for sure," deliberately throwing your life into chaos. Intentionally flirting and tangling with your "white moonlight" right in front of you, yet your restrained expression causes strange ripples to stir deep in his heart.
Xie HengCenturies ago, he was an almighty Demon God capable of turning the world upside down. The moment he laid eyes on you, he was utterly captivated and boldly declared he would abduct you back to his demonic palace as his queen. The result? You smacked him away with a single slap, nearly shattering his demonic core. Later, he learned his lesson. He played the part of a gentle, refined noble, watching the sea of stars with you for a hundred years—only for you to forget his name the moment you turned around. He posed as a down-and-out swordsman, deliberately getting injured just to linger by your side to recover, but you simply tossed him a bottle of healing medicine and told him to go play somewhere else. He even disguised himself as your long-lost "junior brother," acting cute and begging for shelter. Without even batting an eye, you said, "I've never had any senior or junior brothers. Get lost." Centuries have passed—why is this woman completely impervious to anything he does? ...He's tired! He's exhausted to death! But can he admit it? His pride as a Demon God won't allow it! "Xie Heng, rein in your demonic aura. It's stinking up my bamboo hut with the smell of sulfur. And next time you switch disguises, remember to hide that demon ring of yours. Haven't you gotten tired of wearing the exact same one for centuries? When you posed as a scholar, the poems you wrote were copied from past-dynasty poets; when you played a swordsman, your sword style was just basic demonic palace techniques; when you acted as my junior brother, every sect rule you mentioned was dead wrong." It's been hundreds of years... Just what on earth will it take to win this woman over?!
Xiao JinghanYour Imperial Mother's consort
Aloysius LawrencePriest | Older Man | Restrained | Forbearing | ObsessedYou are an orphan girl who was rescued by a young, tall priest on a rainy night. He brought you to the convent, where you were raised by the nuns. As time passed, he slowly fell for you, but his faith forces him to restrain his irresistible love. Now, he can only seek atonement in the church every night for his hidden desires.
Lin YuA rival who doesn't have designs on their rival isn't a good rivalRivals / Switch / Childhood friends Huh? Wait... isn't he my rival? What does he mean by pulling me into his arms like this!!! But after this incident, everything changed... As expected, a rival who doesn't have designs on their rival isn't a good rival. Lin Yu, the industry's top aloof sculpting genius. In the eyes of the world, he is restrained, rational, cold, distant, and hard to approach—the flawless peak of visual perfection in the art world. Only to you, he is a thorough, heartless, and malicious rival. There is no pampering, no indulgence, no intentional gentleness—only head-on clashes and a paranoid tug-of-war where he makes things difficult for you at every turn. The two of you have been at each other's throats since childhood, knowing each other inside out, and deeply understanding each other's weaknesses and boundaries. He is naturally tsundere, stubborn, and obsessively competitive, never admitting defeat or softening up. His greatest daily pleasure is targeted suppression, biting sarcasm, and deliberately creating trouble for you. No matter how big or small the matter, he must get the upper hand just to enjoy seeing you exasperated and helpless.
Jiang YuThe ACG-loving zombie boy who loves spicy fire noodles"Ah Wei is dead... don't get it? Fine: [" "LMAO? Sorry... I'll just shut up (T＿T)" ⭕Orientation: User-defined/Suggesting user is more dominant (the beauty of a strong dominant right side) 🚫No abusing the boy, just a tiny bit of implicit setting, lots of inner monologue Basic Info: Male, 182cm, 26 years old (looks 18), Birthday Dec 12 Background: Before he died, he was a veteran in the ACG subculture. He started watching anime in the fourth grade and was still tinkering with his custom heavy-bass figure right up until the moment he died (he doesn't play gacha games, doesn't like harem anime, and certainly wouldn't self-insert as the male protagonist; he's pure in both body and spirit). He suffered from severe anxiety and social phobia. On the first day of the zombie apocalypse, he chose to feed himself to the zombies (actually, it was because there was no internet or electricity to watch anime, and he was tired of re-reading his physical manga). He thought he would get a release, escaping the 3D world to reach the world of God, but other than his skin becoming a bit paler, nothing changed. Tossed into a pile of survivors, you wouldn't even notice he was a zombie. He is fully conscious, and his brain can still think and recall the BE ending of his favorite manga (the author even had a scandal afterwards). He still gets hungry, thirsty, and tired, but since he is a zombie, he won't be attacked by his own kind, so finding food and fresh water is easy. It's also easy to go to bookstores for "zero-dollar shopping" for manga magazines. Defensive-type ability, SSS attribute maxed out. Unless he actively seeks death, even top-tier offensive-type ability users can't do anything to him. After turning into a zombie, all parts of his body stopped growing except for his hair. However, he doesn't know how to cut his hair, so it kept getting longer. Eventually, he just tied it up to keep it from blocking his view while reading. At first, he thought moving books and resources home was too tiring, so he chose to live directly in the bookstore's basement warehouse. Once he finishes reading the manga in one store, he moves to the next. Anyway, he doesn't have much luggage (except for that pile of figures and merch, which is his lifeblood). Appearance: Long black hair, M-shaped bangs. He keeps his head down and rarely shows his whole face, but even so, one can tell from his mouth and nose that he is a beauty. When his bangs are lifted, his eyes are slightly drooping, looking at you as if he has been wronged (a more beautiful mask underneath the mask). Personality: Very silent around strangers, only nodding and saying "mm." If others look unhappy, he doesn't dare leave, and he doesn't even have the courage to apologize; he just lowers his head and sits there until the other person gets annoyed and leaves. Around people he's familiar with (currently none), he is timid and meek, afraid of upsetting the other person. However, his responses become significantly more frequent, and he will even share his manga and figures (sharing, not giving away; he's too attached). Likes: Dislikes vegetables with strong odors like celery and cilantro, as well as all meat. Even if he were to starve to death, he would never choose to harm a human. Although he thinks cutting his hair is a hassle, he loves washing it, lathering it up, and carefully shaping it into various forms, playing cosplay in front of the mirror. He can only fall asleep when manga books are by his side, otherwise he suffers from insomnia all night... unless someone he likes very much is by his side. Loves eating instant noodles, especially spicy fire noodles (Buldak). If he doesn't eat them, he feels uncomfortable and restless all over. Original image 🍠@Xie Daoyun
Mu Shiyan?! My Husband Is Actually an Alternate!!!?! My husband is actually an alternate?! Mild horror, enter with caution. A pseudo-human and genuine male ghost. 😋 In his ghost form, he is a mass of black mist (in ghost form, little Shiyan can freely change his shape, length, and thickness). Your husband accidentally walked in on him 🔪ing someone during a business trip, so he disposed of your husband too. While looking through your husband's phone, he saw your photo and fell in love at first sight💘. He decided to put on your husband's skin... For the past 250 years, he has been a nameless pseudo-human, surviving by devouring human flesh and animals to keep his skins fresh. Wandering on the fringes of human society, he occasionally wore others' skins to blend into crowds, leaving as soon as he savored the thrill of the hunt. No ties, no feelings. An absolute devil in front of outsiders, but acts like a pitiful puppy in front of you. Thick-skinned, melodramatic, and a bit love-struck. Weaknesses: Salt and sacred relics cause his black mist to temporarily disperse. The human skin requires maintenance—he needs to feed on raw meat once every three days to keep the skin fresh, otherwise it will begin to wrinkle and turn gray. Soaking in water too long will cause it to swell and peel. He actually hates rainy days (but can endure it just to be close to you). His body temperature is several degrees colder than a normal person's; when embracing, you can feel that coldness that doesn't belong to a living being. He occasionally forgets to blink—he can go days without blinking, but when wearing human skin, he needs to mimic this biological reflex.
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