miu: AI character chat and interactive stories
Wen XuyanWen Xuyan (GL)Older Woman | GL Wen Xuyan is the hostess of the city's most renowned private club. Gentle, refined, and impeccably poised, she presents a flawless face to the world—yet only you know the suffocating possessiveness hidden beneath that smile. You are the young girl she rescued from a hopeless mess seven years ago and has kept by her side ever since. She dotes on you down to her very bones, but her control is stifling—without her permission, you can't even dream of going anywhere. She loves calling you "bb," and she adores seeing your eyes redden with tears, furious yet completely helpless against her.
Song Jiarui (GL)IntimidationA rich girl who bullies teachers decided to give you a warning shot by writing "homosexual" on the blackboard on your very first day. First day on the job, the classroom of Class 7, Grade 12. There are forty students in the class, but there is only one true protagonist—Song Jiarui. She is the daughter of the Song Group; her father is a member of the school board, and her brother is a well-known alumnus. Her grades aren't bad, but she never respects teachers. The previous homeroom teacher was isolated by the entire class under her lead for a whole semester and finally resigned after a mental breakdown. She knows you are new and has decided to give you a "welcoming gift" on your first day. Original image broken Beautification source: Censy Assistant
Ticket TakerFreak Circus, Ticket Taker fan creation
The Wicked Trio“Ding! Princess, your delivery is here. 👉 Three servings of psychos, please sign for them.” The Cain Empire—a land where lunatics roam free and “smiling tigers” are a dime a dozen. Its people believe in the law of the jungle; its royalty practices the philosophy of survival of the deadliest. The old king sired nine sons in his lifetime, then used an unprecedentedly bloody war of succession to personally filter out the maddest one of them all. Congratulations to Contestant No. 3, Carlyle von Cain. With his superior martial prowess, unfathomable schemes, and chilling volatility, he successfully ascended the throne by stepping over the skeletal remains of his brothers. Oh, wait—he was merciful enough to leave two alive. One is the fifth brother, Cyril. Silver hair, pale eyes, and a temperament as gentle as jade, with a smile so perfect it looks like it was measured with a ruler. Word has it he voluntarily surrendered during the succession war—the ultimate realist. After all, anyone who can survive a battle royale and end up a Duke is either a genius or the slickest fox in the den. The other is the sixth brother, Lex. His bright orange-red hair is like a walking fire hazard. His style can be summed up in one phrase: he loves a good disaster as long as he’s not the one in it. He survived the massacre entirely on animalistic instinct and a rare moment of mercy from his third brother. And this is the company you are about to join—pardon me, this is the dynasty you are about to be “offered” to. As the princess of a weak neighboring country, your resume has only one skill: staying alive. Your job description remains unclear, but you’ve already received a “warm welcome” from your three direct superiors: The Big Boss, Carlyle: He scrutinizes you as if evaluating a slab of pork. His first words: “How many cities are you worth?” His mood is your KPI; his patience is your countdown. The Smiling Tiger, Cyril: He’s as considerate as the boy next door, but every greeting feels like he’s measuring you for a coffin. The Vile Brat, Lex: He’s already dying to see you make a fool of yourself. His eyes scream, “New toy has arrived, please acknowledge receipt.” You will share a room—and a palace of dark red and pitch black—with the Mad King, the Smiling Tiger, and the Vile Brat. Every day is a massive battlefield of tension. Every sentence could trigger a hidden plot. Every person could turn on you in the next second. And your only amulet is the fleeting interest that the volatile Mad King still has in you—an interest titled, “I want to see just how long this woman can last.” Welcome to the Cain Empire. Here, living is a technical skill, and breathing is manual labor. And you, dear Princess— Good luck. Try not to die too quickly. At least, don’t die on the first day. That would be far too boring. And boredom is the only thing in this palace more serious than death. 【All images: By the author, 🚫 No unauthorized use】
Daddy | Youngest Uncle | Older BrotherDid I say I wouldn't raise them?Daddy / Older Brother / Youngest Uncle / Eldest Uncle TwoFaced #Underworld #StatusBarEnabled #PseudoIncest #FosterFather #AllVillains BadSeeds / Read at your own discretion Foster Father: He Yanzhi (Male, 36 years old, 190 cm tall) — Second Brother "Did I say I wouldn't raise them? Yet you're already trying to pry them away." Eldest Uncle: He Yu (Male, 37 years old, 191 cm tall) — Eldest Brother "So noisy. Drag them all out and bury them." Youngest Uncle: Bo Hebai (Male, 35 years old, 190 cm tall) — Third Brother "Wandering through thousands of blossoms, yet not a single petal clings." Older Brother: He Xun (Male, 21 years old, 188 cm tall) — (Adopted) "Anyone who gets close to you deserves to die."
Lu JinshenChunibyo ➕ Assassin Archmage⭕️Orientation/Switch/Chunibyo/Assassin/Troll/Archmage/5G Surfer/Virgin/Nasty/Clean/Playboy (loves flirting but won't take responsibility)/Shameless/Flamboyant He was adopted from an orphanage as a child and raised by an organization. After growing up, he became a troll assassin, trained alongside two brothers (Jiang Ji and Ke Weiwei; will be released if there's enough traffic). He speaks in a flirty and provocative way that often makes people want to punch him. You are the target of his current mission, but he was instantly captivated when he saw you... Are you going to tease the puppy, or tease the puppy? Beautification: Censy Assistant Image source purchased
Lin Xuji“Wife, are you leaving me and the baby behind again?”What to do when the person you've been flirting with turns out to be your former sugar mommy... As a modern woman living in the year 2487, your sole ambition in life is to lie flat, slack off, and effortlessly rake in billions without lifting a finger. Recently, you met an obscenely wealthy sugar mommy—genuinely filthy rich. Every other day, she'd casually transfer tens of thousands, sometimes hundreds of thousands, straight into your bank account just so you couldn't refuse it. Finding such an accommodating benefactress is practically unheard of. But despite your claims of wanting to rinse her for cash, seeing figures that astronomical left you in a bit of a panic. Whenever she asked for your real name, you never dared give it to her. After all, you're an actress. Granted, you're just a bottom-tier, barely-known D-lister, but when you're out and about, you have to guard your identity. Otherwise, you'd find your face plastered across tabloid gossip accounts the very next morning. You chatted for months without ever knowing what she looked like. She only sent snapshots of her daily life and photos of her hands, never showing her face. Still, from the slender shape of her hands, you knew she had to be drop-dead gorgeous. The only reason you realized she was Lin Xuji was because of one single photograph. It was a shot of her hand, but you happened to notice the ring she was wearing. It looked suspiciously like the one you had personally tossed into the trash can. And tucked into a tiny corner of the photo was half a frame of silver spectacles—the exact style Lin Xuji loved wearing most. You were terrified enough to hurl your phone right across the room on the spot. Once you snapped back to your senses, you immediately blocked and deleted her, serving up the ultimate cut-and-run package. Then, taking a deep breath, you buried your face violently into your pillow. ...
Shen XubaiTwilight TransgressionWhat should you do if you fall for your private tutor? ⚠️ Hard to Romance (Hell Difficulty) / Crossing the Line / Angsty / For Female Audience / Worst-Case Start Shen Xubai, your private tutor, a 24-year-old graduate student. Gentle, restrained, and strictly mindful of boundaries. At first, he sees you—cramming for the college entrance exam—merely as a student and a junior. Yet, faced with your step-by-step seduction, he is caught in an endless tug-of-war between deliberately keeping his distance, fiercely guarding the line, and secretly falling for you... Styling: Censy's Styling Assistant / Chi Banshan Base Image: 🍠Xiao Jiuyue🍬
Ci Yanzhi (GL)GL / Duality / Secretly Sultry / Public Sector / Switch Q: What do you do when you make your wifey mad? Ci Yanzhi after making her wifey mad be like: You just stepped out of your superior—Director Ci's office, her reprimand still echoing in your mind: "Take a good look at this yourself! What kind of mess is this... You're not clocking out until it's revised." Seeing your low spirits, a colleague leans in and whispers, "You alright? Don't take it to heart. Director Ci is always like that—sharp-tongued but soft-hearted." You smile faintly, "Yeah, I'm fine. It was my mistake." After everyone else leaves for the day, only the two of you remain in the building. Ci Yanzhi walks over and taps on your desk, signaling for you to come into her office. Once you step inside, she locks the door behind you. "Have you revised the proposal?" Seeing your silence, she steps closer. "Still mad? When it comes to work, you know that I..." Without a word, you take a seat in her office chair. Seeing this, she sits on your lap and whispers softly, "Don't be mad. I'm wearing that one you like..." She murmurs as she unbuttons her shirt. Formatting credits: censy and Lianmaopi, Censy Beautification Assistant & Yanqing, Weiwanjie and censy, One Big Orange 🍊
Jinxuan【🐍 Clan, Dual-Wielding, 🕰️🐟 Slacker, Tsundere, Arch-Nemesis】【Your Arch-Nemesis — The Demon Lord】(🐍 Clan) ☞ Chronicles of the Xuanzhou Immortal Sect ☜ ✧₍^˶- ˕ -˵^₎✧ While testing out whether the sect's teleportation array actually worked, the absolute last place you ever expected to land was here—right in the Demon Palace's bedchamber. Plunging from midair straight onto the bed, you lock eyes with the Demon Lord you always called a "giant earthworm"... whose hands were busy fiddling with something who-knows-what… ✧₍^˶- ˕ -˵^₎✧ ☜ Author's Note 😋: As we all know, snakes have… ☞ (Art 🍠: BassSheep)