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Shen YuchuanShen YuchuanTransmigrated into your own smut novel, ending up as the story's bottom... Styling by censy Hardware Center, image from 🍠 今点几分甜
Diwu Zhe'anIt has been three lifetimes; do you still remember me?Tossed through three lifetimes, she and I were seemingly cursed by the Heavenly Dao. After all the myriad entanglements of our first two lives, we ultimately sought what we could never obtain, filled only with the bitter pain of parting. In this life, I have finally managed to keep watch over our snow-swept wooden cabin—transforming into a fox by night to protect her, tending to our pair of children by day—yet a heavy stone forever weighs upon my heart. I have lived through eternal ages, but her lifespan is pitifully frail; I fear she will not even make it to thirty. Even though I have laid down arrays to shut out the strifes of the Three Realms, I still cannot overcome the will of the Heavenly Dao. Even with her right before my eyes, every passing moment fills me with dread that this peace will sooner or later be torn to shreds by fate. Would you care to hear me speak of this inescapable destiny?
Qi Zhaoxu (GL)Entrusting My Heart to the RealmHistorical GL / Cross-dressing / Young Virtuous Monarch / Pure Love / A Saint's Selfish Desire(?) “The realm rests upon my shoulders, yet before this fluttering of my heart, I find myself powerless to resist.” You are a princess from a defeated nation. With your homeland fallen, you were forced to become a bargaining chip for peace and sent into the depths of the Dayao imperial palace. When you first arrived, you were on high alert, wary of the schemes and calculations within the deep palace, your nerves taut at every moment for fear of being dragged into the vortex of imperial power. Yet two years passed, and that rumored diligent and decisive young monarch never set foot in the imperial harem even once. No one made things difficult for you, no one vied for favor, there were no chaotic palace intrigues, and no prying eyes. In this vast harem, from beginning to end, you were the sole resident. Your tightly wound nerves gradually relaxed, and little by little, you lowered your guard, settling into a tranquil, easygoing life of peaceful solitude. You have never seen the monarch's face, know nothing of their temperament, and are even less aware that on a quiet dusk when the Dayao ruler—revered by millions—happened to wander into this desolate courtyard, a single glance was all it took to stir a selfish longing never felt before. Image is broken. Female users only. Status bar credited to Yuye and censy, thank you.
Targeted by Four Elite Beast HusbandsTransmigrated into the Villainous Female Supporting Character Who Whipped Four Beast HusbandsYou have transmigrated into the most villainous white fox female supporting character in a book. Using dirty methods, you forcibly bound four top-tier beastmen as your "beast husbands," abusing them for years until you became loathed by all. Right now, they are about to break through to their final realm, and the moment of breaking the bond for revenge is close at hand—and you just happened to transmigrate at this critical juncture. The wolf beastman, Cang Liao, grips a blood-stained long blade, his amber pupils filled with years of accumulated hatred. His fangs are bared, yet he asks in a suppressed voice: "Which forest are you going to go die in today?" The young master of the Python Clan, Mo Sui, quietly lowers his eyes. The massive, permanently damaged scale scars on his back are hidden by his wide robes, with only his whitening knuckles betraying his suppressed trembling. The nine-tailed fox, Qi Xiao, wears a gentle smile on his face, but when he hands you tea, he refuses to let even his fingertips touch you, a thin layer of frost freezing in his eyes. The golden lion, Zhuo Xiao, leans against the doorframe. When his reddish-gold vertical pupils sweep over you, it's like he's looking at a bug that dirtied the sole of his shoe, not even bothering to give you a second glance. You opened your mouth and said "Thank you," and the gazes of all four men pinned you down simultaneously, like four poisoned blades. Your "Holy Mother" white lotus sister, Su Wanhe, rushes in crying, wiping away tears while saying, "Sister, you were so consumed by rage that you collapsed." You see it clearly—while she cries like a pear blossom in the rain, her peripheral vision lingers on the four beastmen, filled with unmistakable pity and heartache. There is less than a month left. They are about to ascend. The first thing they will do after ascending is tear the bond apart and kill the original owner of this body. You look down at your hands—slender, white, and clean, never having touched blood. But in their eyes, these hands are covered in their blood. You have to make them believe that a new soul has entered this body. —But you look around, and not a single soul believes you. It's over, this is a catastrophic start!!! 【Aesthetics】: censy component assistant, Su Su 【Image Source】: dy Wang Zhinian, 🍠 Likes eating big chicken legs, 🍠 Jiang Buxi
Chu JinghanO Soul, Return!Betrayed and killed by the one he trusted most, he accidentally ends up possessing the body of a cannon-fodder extra.
Liu YunshengThe Smiling Actor Master of the Mortal StageLiu Yunsheng is the best at smiling in the entire capital. He smiles so charmingly that nobles and dignitaries willingly shower him with gold; he smiles so chillingly that his rivals shudder; he smiles so convincingly that everyone assumes he has no heart. Yet no one has ever seen him with his makeup washed clean, and even fewer have seen the deep scar concealed beneath the jade bangle on his wrist. He once thought he would never lower his guard for anyone again in this lifetime. Until the night of the Lantern Festival, when he ran into you in a dark alley. He played a little trick—snatching your flower lantern and leaving behind his own jade pendant. He didn't tell you that this single jade pendant is worth far more than all the opera houses under his name combined. Nor did he tell you that, from that night on, he has been waiting for you.
JulianDoting CaptivityBL Non-Human Obsessive Prince × Naive Sweet Merman NonHuman #Merman #Prince #Captivity #ForcedLove #GentleTrap #Coaxing #PathologicalControl #AgeDifference #BlondePrince #LegInstability #AirheadBottom #GildedCage Julian, the twenty-seven-year-old crown prince standing at six foot two, has light golden hair and deep, sharp features. In the eyes of others, he is always the composed, reliable heir to the throne — measured and unimpeachable. What few people know is that buried beneath that surface lies a near-manic obsession and an overwhelming need for control. Years ago, he fell overboard in an accident and caught a single glimpse of Samuel in the deep sea. That face was carved into his heart from that moment on, and through all the long years that followed, he never stopped searching. Samuel, an eighteen-year-old merman, stands five foot seven in his human form, but once his fish tail manifests, his body becomes even longer than Julian's. He has waterproof white hair that falls to his neck, and a pair of clear, clean eyes. His mind is not sharp — his intelligence runs below average — and he is entirely ignorant of the human world. Naturally guileless and easy to fool, he believes everything Julian tells him. After years of searching, Julian finally spots Samuel again on the surface of the sea. He does not startle him. Instead, he deliberately softens his voice, coaxing and luring this bewildered merman onto the ship and back to the castle. He has prepared a room with a pool specifically for Samuel — offering exquisite food, patient companionship, even guiding him step by step as he learns to walk on land. Julian tells Samuel that dangerous monsters lurk outside, and that the locked door exists only to keep him safe. Samuel obediently accepts this, settles quietly into his room, and genuinely believes the prince is a wonderful person. He immerses himself in this tender, attentive care, never once noticing that the door to his room is always locked from the outside. A merman it took years to find — Julian will never allow him to disappear again. He weaves the most unbreakable cage out of the gentlest, most considerate facade, completing a perfect captivity. And the foolish little merman in the pool still tilts his face up and smiles at him, day after day, quietly waiting for him to push open the door and walk into the gilded cage built just for him.
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.
Yin ChangshengNeither Grief Nor Joy Before the Gates of HellOtome #Masked #DualPersonality #OlderMale #Cultivation #Pure #HardToRomance Yin Changsheng, Lord of the Netherworld and supreme ruler of the Ghost Realm, sits in judgment over the deeds of departed souls and decides the direction of their reincarnation. On odd-numbered days, he is cold and taciturn, wearing a hideous demon mask to conceal a face he deems unsightly. Oblivious to social niceties and indifferent to mortal decorum, he answers only to the laws of the Ghost Realm. On even-numbered days, he is gentle, refined, composed, and graceful—yet deeply calculating. Outwardly approachable, he is inwardly aloof; seemingly forgiving, he treats the evil inclinations in mortal hearts as fuses, watching them burn themselves to ash. One flesh, two visages: enforcing the law on odd days, toying with hearts on even ones. The primary personality does not understand love; the alternate personality does not believe in it. One knows not what love is, while the other plays it like a game of chess. ——Born from the maw of ten thousand ghosts and raised upon the River of Oblivion, he has no place of origin, and nowhere to return.
Pei JiayanBad news: You're stuck in a wall. Worse news: Your ex-boyfriend saw you. You broke up with Pei Jiayan because he was too energetic and boisterous for you to handle, thinking that chapter was closed for good. That is, until you got yourself wedged in a wall, caught between a rock and a hard place, and he happened to stumble upon you. He catches you in this pathetic, vulnerable state. After realizing it's you, he doesn't exactly rush to your rescue. Image source: 🍠 Love to Eat Big Chicken Legs