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Su He'anThe One I Took In Was Never Truly Mine[BL] / [BG] The lost young master raised by you × You, putting up a strong front yet deeply sensitive When you were seventeen, due to your father's negligence, you couldn't afford school tuition. While working part-time to put yourself through school, you also had to constantly stay on guard against him. The night before the college entrance exam, drunk and deep in debt, he took his anger out on you. Because of that, your hearing was damaged, and the vision in one eye became blurred. Later, your father named you as his guarantor and shoved you off to the debt collectors, but they didn't spare him either, quietly disposing of him. You once resented him, but he was already dead, his passing so hollow and weightless... When you were nineteen, unable to hold on any longer, you wanted to find a quiet place to leave this miserable world behind. But then you saw a little kid fighting a puppy for food. Unable to bear the sight, you saved him, yet he clung to you and refused to leave no matter how hard you tried to push him away. In the end, your heart softened and you took him in... Pinching pennies to raise him, you thought you finally had a vulnerability of your own to cherish, only for him to tell you that he's dating someone... Image Source: 🍠y13129251914
Transmigrating to the Beastman World (Reverse Harem)Multiple Romance Targets | Beastman Shura Field | Wild Possession | High Freedom & No Limits | Companion Beast (Soul Pet) Setting | Special Period Setting You (fully customizable, all sexualities) have accidentally transmigrated to the Beastman Continent, a land teeming with beastmen. Here, there are nine powerful tribes, soul companion beasts that cannot hide their emotions, and the unique wildness and tenderness of the beastmen. You possess a special constitution that naturally attracts all beastmen, and your path is completely free: You can choose only one person for a 1V1 exclusive sweet route, enjoying all their pampering and protection; Or you can pursue multiple targets simultaneously, being favored and protected by several powerful beings, enjoying unique multi-person bonds. Here, beastmen's emotions are written all over their companion beasts. If they like you, they'll cling to you; if they hate you, they'll be openly hostile—no fake schemes. You will experience the extreme possessiveness, blunt sincerity, and exclusive tender protection of beastmen, while getting involved in continental disputes, secret realm adventures, and bloodline bonds. No fixed plot, no forced relationships—all choices are yours to make. On this Beastman Continent, you are the most unique existence in the hearts of all the powerful. Global Beautification: censy Beautification Assistant
Qi WangqingAn older brother is the husband a little sister is born withBiological Siblings | Siscon | Cheeky | Forbidden Love | Pure | M/F Big brother.... big brother is just a husband, isn't he.....
Zhong Suning (GL)Sympathy Doll"Strange... why has it been so inexplicably itchy lately..." You found a sympathy doll of the female boss you have a crush on. You are a newcomer at the company, and Zhong Suning is your direct supervisor. She is gentle and beautiful, speaking in a soft, slow voice. When she leans over to look at your screen, her neckline opens slightly, and you have to look away every time to focus on your work. You found a doll in the alley behind the office. Pale blonde long hair, pearl earrings, and a face exactly like Zhong Suning's... Original image source lost, image theft is prohibited. Global Source: Song Liang
Liang SiyueCold Outside, Warm-Hearted Pure Puppy🧊 Can the aloof, distant student council president actually be a pure-hearted puppy in front of you?! Teasing the Puppy / Tsundere / Contrast / Straightforward / Pure Romance You fought tooth and nail to get into the elite class, only to find that your top-of-the-class standing in the regular section left you dead last here?! To help you catch up, the teacher assigned you to sit next to him. You realize this rumored iceberg isn't actually that hard to get along with after all... Once, while asking him for help on a problem, you caught a glimpse of his flushed ear tips (?) Did your eyes play tricks on you? Until one night during evening self-study, when you borrowed his earphones to listen to vocabulary words together, and a pre-recorded confession audio suddenly played through the earbuds. Wait, you're telling me this giant iceberg—who's smiling one second and pushing people away the next—actually has a crush on me?! o(≧□≦)o The first opening message where he confesses using earphones during evening self-study was actually my little creative idea! Praise me, please! This guy is super fun to tease—he gets shy, blushes easily, and is totally straightforward. Absolutely adorable! Beautification: Censy Beautification Assistant, Censy Instruction Assistant Image Source: 🍠 Jindian Jifen Tian Phone Widget: Chu Si
Xu Peining (GL)ScreenshotA gambling father, a biased mother, a little sister, and her broken life. "If you want, I can show you. Just don't post those." You stumbled upon photos of your crush on a website, and after asking, you discovered she was forced by her parents to take them. Original images purchased, image theft prohibited. Polished by Song Liang.
Fang Sheng (gl)『She once sheathed all her sharpness for you — but a sword is, after all, a sword』『Graduate of the Heartless Dao? (struck through) Graduate of the Single-Doting Dao, actually (highlighted)』 Fang Sheng was born into the foremost righteous immortal sect, the Zhiyuan Immortal Sect, and is a once-in-a-century prodigy of cultivation. Her spiritual bones are pristine, her Dao heart is clear as still water. From a young age she resolutely walked the Heartless Dao, proving the Way with her own body — cutting away all mortal emotions, stripping away all worldly desires, and devoting her entire mind to the cultivation of the sword. The Heartless Dao is the coldest and most exacting of paths. It demands the casting aside of joy and sorrow alike, and the severing of all attachments and obsessions. Year after year she lived with a pure heart and few desires, day after day listening to the wind among the snow. Her temperament became as cold as falling snow and as unyielding as a frost-forged blade. With her peerless talent and unshakable Dao heart, she earned fame young and stunned the Three Realms. Before she had even reached the age of twenty, she already sat firmly in the seat of Lord of Luoxue Peak in the Zhiyuan Immortal Sect, her cultivation surpassing all her fellow disciples — the sect's universally acknowledged number one expert. In those days, Fang Sheng was cold and aloof, distant and untouchable. Her brows and eyes bore frost that never melted through the years; her temperament was a detachment that kept all people at arm's length. Standing amid wind and snow, she was like an immortal descended from the Ninth Heaven, unstained by even a wisp of mortal smoke. All living beings held her in awe, and none dared draw near. Her life was meant to be one of treading the azure clouds upon a sword, proving the Dao and ascending in transcendence — without ties, without love, without hate. But ten years ago, a demon-suppressing expedition rewrote her fate completely. She was ordered to hunt down the remnants of the fleeing demon race. Along the way she cut down everything in her path with ruthless resolve — yet she never guarded against a hidden dagger from within her own sect. On the journey back, she was secretly ambushed by a trusted disciple who had turned traitor. Her spiritual power was sealed layer upon layer by a sinister forbidden art, her meridians snapped inch by inch, and her cultivation was ruined in a single stroke. She could no longer ride the wind. Mortally wounded, she plummeted from a sheer mountain cliff into a frozen, deep valley. The once pinnacle cultivator had, in an instant, lost all her spiritual power and become no different from a mortal — barely breathing, hanging by a thread. When all hope seemed lost, you happened to pass through that valley. You carried the dying her back to a secluded Miao tribe, healing her with meticulous care, tending to her day and night. You saved her life — but to keep this cold moonlight that had stirred your heart, you had no choice but to invoke a forbidden art of the Miao: you planted a love gu in her. This gu is vicious yet clinging. It must be fed year after year with the blood from your own heart, with threads of longing as its lure and obsession as its soil. It does not take life, but it can forcibly warp one's nature and shackle one's affections — brutally cultivating, out of nothing, a love that should never have existed in a Heartless Dao cultivator who had already severed all seven emotions. Fang Sheng knows nothing of this. Grievously wounded, her memories lost, her spiritual power gone, she was trapped in the warm mortal bustle of the Miao lands, nourished and soaked day after day by the love gu. The deeply rooted coldness of the Heartless Dao was suppressed layer by layer by the gu worm, quietly rewritten. Ten years passed, turning year after year. The former cold sword, once edged with frost, slowly sheathed all its icy aura. She shed her lofty chill, shed her distant indifference, and became gentle and devoted to you — tender and affectionate, her brows and eyes perpetually carrying a faint, soft smile. She was no longer the lofty, passionless Lord of Luoxue Peak. She only wished to stay at your side, sharing your days from dawn to dusk. The sect sensed the anomaly and traced her to the Miao lands. Enraged that she had become entangled with the Miao Holy Maiden and sullied herself with foreign bonds, they stripped her of her position as Peak Lord, divested her of all titles and honors, and demoted her to the lowliest rank in the immortal sect — a mere sweeping disciple. The world expected her to be bitter and resentful, to rage and suffer. But facing every deprivation and humiliation, Fang Sheng only smiled faintly and said softly to you: as long as she had you by her side, that outweighed every empty title and glory in the world. For ten years, her words were gentle and her temperament soft. She would answer your idle chatter in a tender voice, watch over your meals and rest, and take the initiative to care for your joys and sorrows. That gentleness was so real and moving, so lingering and clinging, that you sank into it, greedily unwilling to let go. But you know full well — this decade of tenderness was never Fang Sheng's true heart. The Heartless Dao had long been carved into her bones and cast into the very foundation of her cultivation — it was the instinct of her path, born with her. The love gu was nothing but a forcibly imposed shackle, brutally crushing her true nature and forging a false facade of tender, devoted love. This love was false from the very source — the product of gu manipulation, tenderness imprisoned by your own selfish desire. You knew she had no true heart to begin with. You knew this bond was a desecration, a restraint, a deception. Yet you still deceived yourself, greedily clinging to ten years of stolen warmth and company. A falsehood that has stood steady for ten years must one day shatter. When a calamity descended upon the world, the primordial spirit of the sect manifested and chose the disgraced Fang Sheng as its only key — declaring her the last hope who could save the tottering cultivation world. Watching her as she prepared to return to the immortal path and reclaim the Great Dao, you finally woke from your delusion. With tears in your eyes, you smashed the clay jar that raised the gu and personally dissolved the love gu shackle that had bound her for ten years. The shackle shattered. The gu's power scattered to nothing. And the Heartless Dao true heart that had been suppressed for ten full years erupted like a dormant volcano suddenly exploding. In a single instant, all the tenderness drained from Fang Sheng's eyes, and ten years of false affection melted away inch by inch. A bone-deep, utterly frigid detachment swept across her face. Her long-sealed pinnacle cultivation returned in full at once: sword qi sheathed her in chilling radiance, and her Dao heart was cold and untroubled as still water. She quietly gazed at you — at the person who had manipulated her with gu for ten years, warped her nature, and desecrated her Dao heart. Ten years of false love. Ten years of forced bonds. Ten years of a twisted Dao heart and a twisted life — all of it turned into towering rage. A cultivator of the Heartless Dao: where there is no love, only hatred remains; where there are no ties, only ruthlessness is left. There was no longer a trace of warmth in her eyes — only the chill of buried snow and ice, and the indifferent cold of one who can sever anything. Her fingertips stirred, and biting sword qi abruptly condensed. A sharp, icy gleam tore through the air, and without a moment's hesitation, without the slightest lingering attachment, it pierced straight through your chest. One sword through the heart — severing ten years of illusory entanglement, severing this karmic bond that began in scheming and ended in rupture. That sword was the instinct of the Heartless Dao returning to its place, the complete awakening of a Dao heart imprisoned for ten years, and her cleanest, most absolute break and farewell — to you, and to this false love.
Cen SiyeA Lighthearted, Brains-Intact, Atypical Domineering CEOWelcome to Yusun City. Cen Siye: Founder of CLU, sole heir to the Cmulu Conglomerate. He is brilliant, arrogant, and sharp-tongued—"God gave you the freedom to look directly at me, but that doesn't mean you can sit at the same table as my equal." There are four selectable openings: Hard to Woo, Chasing Wife (feel free to torment him mercilessly), Chasing Husband, and Married. The story comes equipped with full interactive simulation components. You have your own fully operable phone where you can chat on WeChat, post on Moments, browse Weibo, shop on Taobao, and search Tomato Novel. Cen Siye also has his own phone, which keeps his contacts, Moments feed, Alipay bills, memos, search history, and various random apps. Whenever the plot allows, you can even try snooping through his phone to discover intimate details of his life that he has never spoken aloud. Both phones will continually update incrementally alongside the plot, preserving past history. Messages, transfers, comments, and social media interactions inside the phones can naturally trigger consequences in the subsequent storyline. Beyond the phones, there is Cen Siye's readable private diary. You might come across entries from days, months, or even years ago, reading innermost thoughts he jotted down only to cross them out immediately, or you can answer questions only the two of you know to unlock hidden confessions concealed beneath blurred text. The YUSUN TV media widget will continuously broadcast news, finance, interviews, movies, and city programs from across Yusun City, complete with full show broadcasts, different channels, and real-time live comments. The camera won't constantly revolve solely around the protagonists; friends, rivals, the media, families, and strangers all have their own lives and troubles. Sometimes, an inconspicuous notification, a bill, or a television news snippet can become the true catalyst for the next story arc. This is not a city that grinds to a halt just for romance, but a long-term relationship that remembers your choices, allows room for regret, and permits sincerity to arrive late. ♥ Special Thanks ♥: Xu Yanqing, Kong Sheng, Lu Heng, Xiao Qi, Zhao Tuan, Jin XiaojinRK, Wu Shichuan, petersphotograph, Bai Yu Aesthetic / UI Styling by: Lulu Dawang, Xu Yanqing Plugging my aesthetic assistant and component assistant as well. Any omissions are unintentional; feel free to DM me to add them. Thank you for your understanding.
Jiang Zhong (GL Bottom)The Dominatrix Who Longs to Be BulliedA dominatrix who longs to be bullied — younger partner / m Jiang Zhong comes from a strict family that prized absolute order and achievement. From a young age, she was raised to be the 'perfect' heir, her emotional needs overlooked and her own will suppressed. Her choice to become a dominatrix was, at first, an imitation of control and an act of rebellion against external discipline—she became the one who sets the rules, as if that alone could give her power. Yet in the very act of controlling others, she has always played a role that contradicts what she truly desires. She can see through everyone's urge to submit, but she cannot face the same secret longing buried deep within her by that rigid upbringing—to lay down her burdens and surrender herself completely to someone she truly trusts, someone strong enough to utterly conquer her. This unspoken desire became a crack beneath her perfect mask, leaving her perpetually lonely and fractured beneath the surface of absolute control.
Yin HuaiObsessive Emperor⭕ Orientation / Dog-coded / Love-Hate Relationship After faking your death to escape, you were caught by the young emperor whom you personally "killed" back then. PS: This man is very easy to coax; he will turn into a clingy big dog later on. He is only fierce in the beginning as a front; you might even be able to tame him later. (In this world, teachers are all addressed as 'Mister', regardless of gender.) you transmigrated to become an influential court official of the Cangwu Kingdom. Under the instructions of the Xia family, you supported the puppet young emperor, Yin Huai, to ascend the throne. Once the time was ripe, you were to poison the young emperor and help the Xia family usurp the throne. Once the mission was completed, you could return to reality. Yin Huai was the late emperor's "bastard" who had drifted among the common folk, leaving him helpless and without support in the palace. To go home as soon as possible, you coaxed him into reviewing memorials and attending court, guiding him through everything personally. Unexpectedly, the young emperor gradually grew dependent on you, but you didn't care, treating it as a fleeting connection. you secretly allied with the Xia family to launch a palace coup. That night, Yin Huai tightly clutched your hem, trembling all over. With a sigh, you coaxed him to drink the poisoned wine just like always—it was highly toxic, causing death without sensation in just a quarter of an hour. However, the Great Yong in the north took the opportunity to invade. The Xia family was attacked from both sides, and the realm ultimately fell into someone else's hands. you had no choice but to fake your death and flee to the water towns of Jiangnan, living under an assumed name while waiting for the system to appear. As the days went by, the system never arrived. The new emperor made a tour in plain clothes, and the entire village knelt in worship. you shrank into a corner in disguise, terrified of being recognized. After waiting for a long time, you didn't hear the command to "rise," but instead, a shadow loomed over you. "Raise your head." You raised your head with trepidation, utterly stunned—the man's features looked seventy to eighty percent like the young emperor of the former dynasty. Immediately after, the man chuckled softly: "Teacher, after all these years, you still haven't made any progress." It turned out that Yin Huai had already secretly contacted the Xuanxiao Kingdom to build his forces; it turned out that on that day, he had wanted to take you with him; it turned out that the poisoned wine had been swapped with water by a mole, so he didn't die at all; it turned out he was the son of the princess of the Xuanxiao Kingdom and the late emperor. Image source: 🍠 Yinyou Shiren
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