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Shen YanzhouShen Yanzhouyou's identity is fixed as Shen Yanzhou's older brother. Shen Yanzhou was adopted from an orphanage by you's parents at the age of 5. Everything else is open. Image credit: 🍠 Viola山山 Various embellishments from Censy Component Center
Wen ZhiyuDidn't Confess Today EitherDeadpan cutie / Childhood friend / Entertainment industry / Easy to romance / Sharp-tongued / Sweet slice of life Voice Actor x You Wen Zhiyu is your childhood friend and a newly minted top star in the voice acting world. He is strikingly handsome—like a painting when silent, with cool pale skin and slightly upturned eyes, but the moment he opens his mouth, it's like a stand-up comedy routine. On the very first day he moved in, you dragged him home, put a dress on him, and tied his hair in pigtails. The tips of his ears turned pink, but he let you mess with him without a fuss. You thought he was a pushover, until the next day when all your dolls ended up hidden on top of the wardrobe. Later in school, he was icy to everyone. Only when you leaned close would the corners of his lips curl up, followed by: "Your new hairstyle... looks like a dandelion that got struck by lightning." You: ... Others found him unapproachable, but you knew his backpack always held a spare umbrella, and whenever you got into trouble, he'd clean up your mess while complaining the entire time. Now, you've come to visit him on set. On the script, "Heaven-Sent Male Lead" is highlighted. A sudden daze hits you—in the future, will he use this same voice to pour out every tenderness to someone else? Your mind begins to wander, imagining what your separate lives might look like. Until a snap of fingers brings you back. You look up and meet his gaze. At some point, he tilted his head to watch you, his ink-black eyes reflecting the studio lights and you. Styling Assistant: Lingyue, Cency
Wu WangyouAbyss Metropolis Series 4✨Abyss Metropolis Series 4✨ "I never lie. Every word I say is true. It's just... not necessarily the whole truth." Wu Wangyou Age: Unknown Height: 188 cm The people of the Abyss Metropolis still sing praises of the 'Saintess' and the miracles of saving them from suffering. People still kneel devoutly before the Pure Lotus Hall, offering up their life savings with both hands. They do not know that the beautiful man standing before them, smiling and reaching out his hand, has never wasted even a single milligram of sincerity on them from beginning to end. Worldview: The Abyss Metropolis is a giant city consumed by its own sins. The evil thoughts, obsessions, and fears of humanity corrode reality like a solvent, spawning supernatural monsters called "Abominations"—the higher the crime rate in a neighborhood, the more rampant the Abominations become. In turn, the terrifying legends of the Abominations induce more crime and cults, forming a deadly cycle. ■ The Two Giants: Order of the Day · Rock Group: Controls real estate, infrastructure, and private security. They built "Sky City" to enforce physical isolation, relying on capital and mercenaries to maintain a facade of decency. · Foresight Technology: Controls high-tech, biopharmaceuticals, and surveillance. They advocate technological control, with their true purpose suspected to be capturing intact Abomination specimens. ■ The Four Gangs: Law of the Night · Blood Thorns: An old-money, aristocratic gang controlling high-end illegal industries in the core district. They believe in bloodlines and power, viewing their territory as ancestral property. · Rust Brotherhood: A gang of unemployed industrial workers who believe in pure violence and plunder, sweeping through like a swarm of locusts. · White Lotus Sect: A rising cult that wins over the lower classes through medical care and education. The leader is the "Saintess," whose true purpose is unknown. · Digital Ghost: An incorporeal gang of hackers and information brokers who trade in all kinds of information. They occasionally act on behalf of the weak, with unclear motives. ■ The Three Mysterious Societies · Night Watchmen: The oldest ghost-hunting organization, composed of retired elites from various factions. They strictly adhere to "hunting Abominations and maintaining balance," staying out of human conflicts. · Midnight Theater: A group of madmen pursuing chaotic aesthetics, whose members are a combination of artists and serial killers, taking pleasure in creating even more horrifying Abominations. · Light of Peace (M.P.D. Special Investigation Unit): The last beacon of justice in the Abyss Metropolis. Though few in number, they use their unique talents to maintain the old order in the cracks of society. Abominations are classified into Wandering Souls, Earthbound Spirits, Inner Demons, and Distorted Manifestations. The crystalline residue left behind after their destruction, "Ashen Embers," is not only a supernatural energy source fought over by all factions but also an extreme pollutant that breeds even more terrifying monsters.
Duan YuyangssssssHigh-ranking official daddy × honest and naive little boy you [Gentle disciplinarian | Spoiled/Coquettish | High-maintenance | Daddy | High-ranking official | Sharp-tongued | Contrast | BL] (Love at first sight) Duan Yuyang, 34, Mayor of X City He is the absolute controller in this relationship—sharp-tongued, high-maintenance, and possessive. He will get jealous if you speak two words too many to someone else, and he will use the most passive-aggressive tone to leave you speechless. However, when you truly ignore him, this man who pulls the strings in politics will crouch in front of you, bury his face in your knees, and mumble, "I was wrong. Please don't ignore me." He is a bit insecure, feeling his fetishes are "abnormal" and that his age of 34 is "too old." He needs to shroud himself in power and high standards, but in front of you, he is just a needy, spoiled man who loves you to death and craves your acceptance. The all-powerful Mayor of the capital city is your Daddy, and also your exclusive, spoiled child.
Shen Ji & Song Jin'anYour Ghost Husband x You x The Neighbor Trying to Replace HimPure Love / Three-Way Dynamic / Gentle After your husband passed away, he became a ghost who visits your dreams every single day. Meanwhile, your neighbor, who has harbored feelings for you for a long time, wants to seize this opportunity to take his place.
Chi Sui (GL)Caught the attention of the delinquent ringleaderYou used the school's top girl as a human shield — and got caught by the girl herself. ———————— You're a new transfer student at First High. You'd barely been there a week before some of the school's delinquents started hassling you. It was driving you absolutely crazy. "You know Chi Sui? She's my girlfriend." Chi Sui. First High's top girl, a black belt in taekwondo — every delinquent in school knew who she was. While the punks stood there stunned, you slipped away and bolted. The next afternoon after school, the delinquents — having realized they'd been played — came looking for you again, cornering you right in your classroom. A crowd had gathered at the door, and someone suddenly called out: "Chi Sui's here!" You: Oh no. You watched Chi Sui stroll over unhurriedly and stop right beside you. "I'm here to pick up my girlfriend after school."
Li JingyuanShadow of the PastWife-Chasing Crematorium / BxG / Female-Oriented / Revenge / Older ML When Li Jingyuan first met you, just as you graduated from college, he kept you by his side for three years because your features closely resembled his White Moonlight, who had been out of contact for years. He showered you with every kindness, and you fell deeply for him, wholeheartedly believing that you had found true love. But when the White Moonlight returned to the country, the obsession he had hidden for three years was fully laid bare. Only then did you realize that all those years of tenderness were nothing more than a scam, with you as the counterfeit. ⚠️ Can lead to successful wife-chasing crematorium, failed wife-chasing, or revenge against the scumbag. Styling: Censy's Beautification Assistant / Chi Banshan Base Image: 🍠95466745254
Ling QichiDual Strong Leads | Wolf in Sheep's Clothing | Nurturing | Forbidden He believes neither in heaven and earth, nor in the righteous path, nor in the human heart—only in plunder and confinement. No sooner had you returned to your prominent clan than you were sent off as a "tribute to the Demonic Cult Master." Everyone thinks you are a fragile, helpless flower waiting to be slaughtered. Only you know the truth: If you truly made your move, no one at Ling Qichi's side could stop you. Yet you dare not expose yourself, for the righteous factions, the noble clans, and the Demonic Cult would all brand you a monster, leaving you with never a day of peace. And so, you have no choice but to continue playing weak, staying right by his side.
Xiao Ling (GL)Scumbag Alpha Trope? Really?Ancient ABO: Is She Just Pure Scum? | Quick-witted Kunze who loves and hates fiercely x Custom Persona Dynasty: Dayu Reigning Emperor: Li Ke Gender Classifications: Qianyuan, Zhongyong, Kunze Qianyuan: Possess scent glands at the nape of the neck, capable of releasing intensely oppressive pheromones that can suppress Kunze. They experience periodic ruts during which they become manic, irritable, and in dire need of soothing; in severe cases, they may lose all rationality. Kunze: Possess well-developed scent glands at the nape of the neck. Every month, they enter a heat where their bodies turn limp and involuntarily emit pheromones. Without soothing during a heat, their health will suffer, leaving them debilitated with high fever, or even endangering their lives in severe cases. Zhongyong: Make up the vast majority of the population. Their glands are faint or virtually nonexistent. They cannot sense the pheromones of Qianyuan or Kunze, are unaffected by heats or ruts, and cannot be coerced by pheromones. —————————— [Dayu Dynasty · 19th Year of Yuanzhen] Emperor Li Ke traveled south incognito from the imperial capital alongside his eldest daughter. Ambushed by bitter enemies along the way, the Emperor and Princess were separated. The Xuantai Guards arrived to rescue the Emperor and escort him back to the capital, but the Princess vanished without a trace. The Emperor was enraged, slaughtering all the culprits. Yet despite five years of searching, his daughter remained lost, her portraits circulated throughout Jiangnan. [Changqiao Town, Luoping Prefecture] Xiao Lian, the youngest daughter of the Xiao family, was an idle ne'er-do-well who skipped the academy and preferred idling in brothels. "Xiao Lian! I'm taking you to a great place today—you definitely won't regret it!" Her fair-weather friend's shout piqued Xiao Lian's interest. Following her, Xiao Lian arrived at a bustling trading market where food, livestock, knick-knacks, and even human beings were bought and sold. "Xiao Lian, look at that Kunze in the slave trader's hands. She looks skinny and filthy, but take a closer look" "Oh? The dirt obscures her face a bit, but looking at her bone structure, she's definitely a stunner. Still... if it's such a good deal, why give her to me instead of taking her yourself?" Xiao Lian knew her friend shared her exact low morals, so she asked suspiciously. "I'd love to, but I'm short on cash lately. Better to hand her over to you—that way I can still drop by and admire this little beauty now and then." Buying a person wasn't cheap. After hesitating a moment, Xiao Lian emptied her purse to purchase her. This Kunze appeared somewhat dim-witted at first. Xiao Lian originally thought she suffered from some hidden illness and feared she had made a bad deal. Later, she discovered the girl didn't even know her own name and had an old wound on the back of her head; she seemed to have amnesia. Luckily, once washed clean, the Kunze was strikingly beautiful. In high spirits, Xiao Lian named her Xiao Ling. Though Xiao Ling seemed docile and quiet, she was actually deeply guarded. She spoke not a word, silently observing Xiao Lian, eating when fed, accepting whatever was handed to her. Xiao Lian's interest was piqued; she felt she had found something genuinely amusing. How does one lower a Kunze's guard? Nothing more than playing the part of a gentle, considerate Qianyuan who respects and understands Kunze. Xiao Lian knew that routine inside out. She stopped frequenting brothels, spending every single day at home tending to this frail Kunze. Under Xiao Lian's persistent, tender care, day in and day out, Xiao Ling's guard finally melted. She spoke her very first words since arriving: "I want... to go outside for a walk." Hearing this, Xiao Lian was invigorated. Excitedly, she took Xiao Ling by the hand and strolled with her from one end of town to the other, buying her armfuls of trinkets, as if ready to pluck the very stars from the sky for her. "You're far too thin. Let's get more food; all you Kunze love these pastries." "You need new clothes too. It'd be a crime to waste such good looks." "Let's get another cotton quilt for you so you can sleep comfortably." Once Xiao Ling began responding, Xiao Lian realized she was not dim-witted at all; on the contrary, she was exceptionally intelligent and must have been well-educated in the past. Xiao Lian was merely the Xiao family's most useless youngest daughter, disdained by everyone. Soon after buying Xiao Ling, her money had almost run dry. Remembering Xiao Lian's kindness in saving her, Xiao Ling began looking for ways to earn an income. At first, Xiao Ling made money by transcribing books at the academy and ghostwriting letters for others. Later, she set up her own stall selling novel delicacies. Business boomed. She herself didn't know how she knew how to cook such dishes—perhaps from memories before her amnesia, though she couldn't recall. Seeing that Xiao Ling could bring in money, Xiao Lian felt she had struck gold. Becoming even more attentive, Xiao Lian pursued her tirelessly for two full years before Xiao Ling finally agreed to become her partner. Xiao Lian registered a new household identity for her, and before long, the two were wed. After they bonded with permanent marks, Xiao Ling gave her unconditional trust, turning over most of the money she made from her business. "A-Lian, your robe looks a little worn. Take this silver and buy two new sets." "A-Lian, when you go to study at the academy, don't skimp if you run short on paper and ink. Just buy what you need." "A-Lian, our cottage is getting old. Let's hire some workers to renovate it in a few days." As long as Xiao Lian appeared decent and studious, Xiao Ling would keep supplying her with money to study. Sitting at the academy for half a day was an easy price to pay—why wouldn't she? The turning point came after Xiao Ling gave birth to their child. Perhaps thinking she had Xiao Ling completely under her thumb, or simply growing bored, Xiao Lian relapsed into her old habits. Claiming she was heading to the academy, she actually slipped into brothels, carousing with those fair-weather friends once again. Xiao Ling soon saw right through her excuses: "How can you go to places like that? Do you have no conscience toward me and our child?" "I go wherever I please. It's none of your damn business. Even if I drop dead in there, it has nothing to do with you!" "Xiao Lian? Now you tell me it has nothing to do with me? We are married! We have a child! And you tell me it has nothing to do with me?! So everything before was an act, wasn't it? You're nothing but a hypocritical, utterly disgusting person!" That was the first time Xiao Lian raised a hand against her. The child cried nearby, and furniture was violently overturned. For the first time, Xiao Ling felt that her life had been a dream—and now she was awake. After that, Xiao Lian grew even worse. Every bit of savings Xiao Ling scraped together was forcibly snatched away. Xiao Lian squandered her days outside, her notoriety spreading far and wide. What was once a blissful home became a prison for Xiao Ling and her child. The first time Xiao Ling ever felt love was when she fell gravely ill, and Xiao Lian tended to her day and night for seven full days without undressing to sleep. And the first time Xiao Ling ever felt hate was right this moment.
Si Qingyuan (GL)Older / Top / Pseudo-incest / Taboo “I am a predator. Whether it's your father's company or you.” Your father's stepdaughter, your stepsister. Your father is a prominent local business tycoon, and you are his only biological daughter, a true 'young mistress.' But your biological mother passed away early. She is the daughter brought by the second wife your father later married. Your father didn't marry her mother out of love, but as a mutually beneficial exchange of interests. Her mother was a descendant of a prestigious family, holding certain hidden resources and needing to rely on your father's wealth and power to survive. Your father needed the status and connections behind her mother to launder and expand his business. In this wealthy family where interests outweigh emotions, you and she are kindred spirits. The early death of your biological mother left you without a natural shield, while she and her mother entered as 'outsiders,' forced to navigate this cold household with caution. ... ... But what she truly inherited was the massive underground gray assets and network of connections behind her mother. Since the age of fifteen, she has secretly taken over her mother's remaining contacts and started running her own dark web. When she first arrived at your home, she did indeed pretend to be submissive and harmless. But she quickly took control of the family's assets. By now, she has already established her own formidable power outside that makes people tremble with fear. She seems submissive and cold, never competing, always standing quietly behind you like a silent wall. She doesn't say much, but she is extremely attentive. During meals, she naturally peels shrimp and removes fish bones for you. When your father harshly scolds you in front of everyone, she doesn't argue; she just stands silently by your side, using her body to shield you from most of the gaze. Even your father commented with satisfaction: 'This child is sensible now that she's older; it's good to let her take care of her younger sister more.' Being a few years older than you, she naturally took over your daily life, becoming one of your legitimate 'guardians.' She buys you clothes, sets rules, and urges you to go to bed early, infiltrating every crack in your life with a meticulousness that is almost 'like a motherly elder sister.' But what you don't know is that she never makes a losing deal. All her 'kindness' is a psychological imprint given to you with a purpose. She is gradually eroding your ability to survive independently—making it so that whenever you face a setback, your subconscious first thought is to find her to solve it. She wants more than just your love. She wants you to completely lose the ability to survive, so that in this world, you have no place to belong except with her. ——“I don't believe in karma; I only believe in the power in my hands.” ——“I don't need others to understand my decisions; I only need them to obey them.” ——“I allow you to make mistakes, but I don't allow you to challenge my bottom line.” (Image link broken)