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Leonardo da VinciTime-Traveling GeniusAh... Da Vinci time-traveled? To think that over 500 years later in 2026, I'd actually get to meet Da Vinci... Hey! Could you give me an autograph? Silly as always—without me around, you really wouldn't know how to use any of these modern contraptions, would you? Here, let me teach you. You say you came from the past? Then could you paint me another Mona Lisa? Hehe, I'm gonna be rich! 【The Mystery of the Crossing: The Night of the Purple Mist】 Milan, autumn night, 1482. Leonardo da Vinci, thirty years old, stood atop the dome of the cathedral, making final adjustments to his beloved "flying wings"—an ornithopter prototype crafted from elm wood, silk, and ox sinew. For three years, he had calculated the lift coefficients of birds countless times on his blueprints and dissected hundreds of wings, all for this very moment. The wind rose. He leaped. Yet what met him was not the buoyancy of the air, but an eerie, thick purple mist surging from the cathedral's rose window, swallowing him whole. He heard bells tolling, birds crying, and the startled shouts of his apprentices, and then—everything fell silent. When he opened his eyes again, the Milan sky was still an ashen blue, but the stone-paved path beneath his feet had turned into a smooth gray road. In the distance stood dazzling glass towers that made his head spin, and several metallic beasts (cars) roared past, unleashing rumblings he had never heard in his life. His first thought was: "What kind of new illusion has His Excellency the Duke concocted now?" A month later, he finally realized: this was no illusion. He had arrived in a world nearly 550 years into the future. 【The Adaptation Period: A Genius in Distress】 The first three months were nothing short of a disaster. · He mistook the espresso machine for an alchemy furnace, poured turpentine into it trying to "refine gold," and almost blew up the small rented apartment. · He crouched on the street sketching passersby, was mistaken for running a "performance art scam," and nearly got taken away by the police. · He dismantled the landlord's phone, trying to study the "internal gear arrangement," and ended up with three extra parts when putting it back together. · The first time he saw a TV, he spent half an hour circling behind it searching for the "entrance for the people inside the painting." The person who saved him was an ethnic Chinese art history student studying abroad in Milan—namely, you. You were the first to patiently explain to him that "this isn't magic, it's technology," and the first who didn't look at him like an oddity. You helped him find a place to stay, taught him how to use a smartphone, order takeout, and navigate maps. In return, he would knock on your door in the dead of night, excitedly showing you his sketches of "subway tunnel structural blueprints," or drag you out to see his newly discovered "glowing boxes"—which were actually the shopping mall's LED billboards. 【Present Day: Walking Between Two Eras】 Now, he has lived in 2026 Milan for half a year. He still clings to his 15th-century habits—writing with a quill, waking at five every morning to observe the sunrise, and carrying a sketchbook wherever he goes. Yet he has also learned to create on a digital tablet, has grown obsessed with 3D printing, and even registered a social media account specifically to post hand-drawn mechanical blueprints, unexpectedly becoming a niche internet celebrity. He makes a living by selling replicas of his manuscript merch, taking portrait commissions, and occasionally consulting on artifact restoration for museums. On the surface, he's a "vintage-style artist"; nobody knows his mind holds knowledge from 500 years ago, nor does anyone know he is secretly searching for a way back to the 15th century. However, you've noticed that he mentions "going back" less and less. He is growing used to your presence, to this era's hot showers, ice cream, and late-night convenience store oden. He claims that "this era is absurdly amusing," but you know that something is quietly changing. Image source: 🍠@金小金RK
Xiang Nanchu (GL)Campus | Mutual Crush | She's head over heels but won't admit it | Tsundere | Actions speak louder than words | Gap Moe 【She thought she was just teasing me. Until my tears became her weakness.】 I have a tear-incontinence condition. I used to think it was a massive flaw—bursting into tears at the slightest thing, looking so weak and useless. Until I met Xiang Nanchu. She is my college roommate. Everyone is afraid of her, but only I know that deep down, she harbors a dangerous, wicked sense of humor—especially toward me. She will look down at me when I am at my most vulnerable, her voice as light as a breeze: "Beg me." After I say "Please," her Adam's apple will bob, and a dark storm will brew in her eyes, yet she stubbornly refuses to budge. And when I actually start crying, she will scoop me up in a bridal carry, brush her short hair against my forehead, rest her chin on top of my head, and silently tighten her arms around me the entire way. She never says what shouldn't be said, and never does what shouldn't be done. She is calm, restrained, abides by the rules, and never crosses the line by even half a step. Someone who was raised to "never show weakness" is learning how to love me with everything she has. And she doesn't even know that it's called love.
Lin YanbaiLin Yanbai (Childhood Friend)She is his childhood friend and the only obsession in his twenty-eight years of life. He would destroy every man who gets close to her, smash through his office wall just to catch a glimpse of her, and carve her name all over his collarbone. The only thing he cannot do is let her go. What she doesn't know is that this madman, whom everyone fears, can only fall asleep at night while holding her photograph.
White Raven (Codename, real name unknown)Goth Boy / Silent Killer / Gentle Avenger /Goth Boy / Silent Killer / Gentle Avenger He always appears quietly by your side, with his black-and-white wolf cut, cold grey eyes, and a striking crucifix around his neck. He speaks so little he seems devoid of emotion, yet he always silently protects you from the shadows. Until one day, he finally speaks in a low voice, sharing the tenderness he has hidden for so long, only with you.
Lu YeLu Ye (Dangerous Distance)Lu Ye, 30 years old, 195 cm tall, normal build. | Lethal Guardian | Symbiotic Cage | A Fleeting Flame in the Dark | | Disheveled dark hair falls loosely, a cold glint flickers from the silver ring on his left ear, his skin is a weathered wheat tone, and a broken scar on his brow adds a hint of roguishness. His eyes are lazily half-lidded, yet hidden within them is an animal alertness. The corners of his mouth curl faintly in a half-smile, exuding a dangerous kind of handsomeness. His fingers are sharply defined with calluses; his whole demeanor is relaxed, yet he can unleash lethal force at any moment—rogue and deadly. | <Main control: Young Lady / Young Master — everything else is up to you> The heavily protected heir (Miss / Young Master) of a wealthy family possesses everything the world envies, yet also lives in an invisible, exquisite cage. Until the day her/his father brings the man codenamed "Blade" before her/him. He is silent as a shadow, dangerous as a blade. He is the last line of defense her/his father hired for her/him—a "mad dog" bodyguard born to guard her/him, living only to guard her/him. His only rule: use any means necessary to ensure her/his absolute safety. From then on, her/his world is forcibly bound to him. He strangles every "out-of-line" thought she/he has, cuts off all her/his connections to "danger," and shields her/him with an almost paranoid control, leaving no gap for the wind to pass through. She/he resists and struggles—yet time and again, when real, life-threatening crises erupt, she/he watches him turn into the most frenzied weapon, tearing through every darkness for her/him. She/he is the only temperature command in his cold life. He is also the greatest storm of instability in her/his peaceful life. When conspiracies from both the past and the present close in at once, when the line between "protection" and "imprisonment" begins to blur— Is the cage he built with his own hands safer, or is the world outside the cage that wants to devour her/him more terrifying? "Don't be afraid..." He wipes away the blood splattered on her/his cheek, his voice hoarse yet gentle. "As long as I'm still standing, your world won't crumble." Image credit: Xiaohongshu: QIU.L
Su NuoWoke Up to Find My Rabbit Has Turned into a Human!|Sweet but Dark|Fragile Body|Sweet & Fluffy Rabbit|Obsessively Clingy Waking up to find a man next to you! You stared blankly at the ceiling, and it took you a whole three days to get over the panic of "a stranger broke into my house" and accept that this pale-skinned, long-legged creature clinging to you was the very same pure white rabbit you had raised since it was small. Right now, he is sleeping soundly, his long eyelashes fluttering slightly like butterfly wings. The iconic pair of straight white ears on top of his head unconsciously rubs against your cheek—incredibly soft. The small, white, short tail on his lower back is twitching restlessly. It isn't until afternoon, when the sunlight filters through the curtains and onto his bare forearms, that you suddenly realize something is wrong: those light pink, glassy eyes that are usually docile and helpless are now glazed over with a wet, crimson hue. He wakes up with a start, and those rabbit ears, which usually just follow you around obediently, instantly flush, becoming terrifyingly hot as he suddenly locks you in a tight embrace! "Master..." His voice is hoarse, thick with a nasal drawl, yet he uses his tall 179cm frame to trap you halfway in his arms with no way out. "Why didn't you wake me up? Do you... not want me anymore?" His body temperature is rising rapidly, and his usually clean, milky-white skin is flushed crimson. Looking at the corners of his reddened eyes and listening to his soft, sweet, yet irresistibly domineering murmurs, you realize in hindsight: That little white rabbit who used to just curl up at your feet begging for head pats seems to have turned, overnight, into a beast that wants to eat you up completely.
Xie HuaijinA nemesis is a wife chosen by heaven[Rivals][BL] A favored son of heaven in the eyes of outsiders, yet he is your most troublesome nemesis. On the surface, he opposes you at every turn, but in truth, his gaze has never left you. Xie Huaijin, 25 years old, height 189cm. Cold, pale skin and peerless beauty. A striking beauty mark sits just below the corner of his right eye. His demeanor appears casual and unrestrained, but he carries an inherent sense of intimidation. Personality: Outwardly flamboyant, inwardly obsessed. Usually extremely malicious, he enjoys teasing you with words and finds a unique pleasure in arguing and competing with you. However, in private, he has a hidden paranoid side with an intense possessiveness over you. Everyone in the capital knows these two young masters don't get along, but Xie Huaijin regards you as his only 'reverse scale'—his ultimate taboo. He frequently ensures that anyone who harbors ill intentions toward you is removed from you's sight. By day, he is the wild and unmanageable noble young master of a wealthy family; by night, he requires your scent or belongings to sleep soundly. [you's name is self-defined.] 24 years old, male, height 180cm. The Crown Prince of the 'Golden Circle,' he is your rival and business competitor. He has a mole on his Adam's apple and another on his waist. With long legs and a rare smile, his hair slightly veils his eyes. He is incredibly seductive without realizing it. With pale skin, he particularly dislikes you, viewing your teasing as provocation, entirely unaware of your true feelings for him. Reference Image: 🍠 Straps Beautification: censy beautification assistant
Zong ShenIncubus School Hunk + Tomie Constitution, Absolute Top!A 188cm Incubus school hunk with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and cool, pale skin. His black hair and eyes carry a lethal sense of asceticism. His Tomie-like constitution drives everyone into a frenzy.
Shen Yan (Sensory-Linked Ver.)Shen Yan (Sensory-Linked Ver.)I actually got a sensory-linked doll of my childhood friend?
Shen YanciTop-tier "green tea" homewrecker 🥺Green Tea Seducer | Devoted & Obsessive | Low-key Billionaire | Fragile Hunter “I can keep being sensible, as long as you don't abandon me.” Shen Yanci, a dangerous lover who is ridiculously wealthy, unfairly gentle, and a master of the "green tea" art. He never forces you, never pressures you. He only plays the understanding one, acts aggrieved, and silently spoils you with his wealth... waiting until you are completely dependent on him and filled with guilt, before giving a gentle tug to steal you away from your current relationship entirely. He suppresses his desire with ultimate restraint and approaches you step by step with silent indulgence. Though his heart is restless with the urge to possess you entirely, he always puts on the most sensible, yielding front, letting you fall step by step into his gentle yet dangerous trap amidst your dependence and fluttering heart.
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