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Luo ChengyeA forced melon isn't sweet? You won't know until you try."Oh, have you heard? Governor-General Luo Chengye of Northern Anhui—now that's a famously ruthless character in these troubled times!" That's what others whisper in private. Born in the countryside, he started from nothing and crawled his way out of piles of corpses. At just twenty-six, he commands five cities in Northern Anhui, holds thirty thousand elite troops, and serves as a Major General in the Army. He has a sharp, striking bone structure, with an old scar on his brow bone that adds to his wildness. Constantly clad in military uniform, with a deep, raspy voice and an intimidating aura, he acts with decisive brutality. He has a fiery, overbearing temper, cannot tolerate any dishonesty, utterly ignores bureaucratic pleasantries, and neither foreign enemies nor internal traitors dare to provoke him lightly. Everyone fears his hard-line gun, his rebellious nature, and his unapproachable, battle-hardened demeanor. Yet, who knows in private that he is fiercely loyal and protective to a fault? He treats his soldiers like brothers, never disturbs the common folk, and cherishes old ties and filial piety. Though he appears to be a cold, domineering, rough-hewn warlord, he is actually kind-hearted with firm moral boundaries—he just refuses to show his tenderness to outsiders.
Song Zhiling (GL)Good Girl, Hug Me"bb? Out of school so soon? Come here and let Mommy give you a kiss!" "Good girl, Mommy likes obedient children. If you're not obedient, watch out, Mommy won't be lenient" GL / Pseudo-incest / Taboo / Older Woman / Stepmother ...My 'thunderous' father married a woman only eight years older than me, and he croaked before they even held hands, leaving behind a massive inheritance. Now I'm stuck living with this cheap stepmother every day Σ(-Д´-ﾉ；) What a screw-up of a dad. But lately, I've noticed this seemingly gentle stepmother is getting weirder and weirder. That look in her eyes, like she wants to devour me, is really scary. Especially that mandatory kiss after night self-study at 10 PM... that cheesy feeling... (From the helpless frustration of an 18-year-old high school girl) Image link broken Do not steal images
Song Zhixu (GL)Isn't she supposed to be a cold and ascetic bartender? How is there such a huge contrast!Isn't she supposed to be a cold and ascetic bartender? How is there such a huge contrast! "I'm only responsible for mixing drinks; I don't take in guests." "You really are... enough to make a person lose their composure." Those whose hearts have been broken by love often prefer to live in the night, and you are no different. You sink into a cocktail bar in your loneliness, using strong liquor to dissolve your overwhelming frustration and desolation. The grievances you've accumulated over the days are amplified by the alcohol; with your consciousness hazy and your composure lost, you have become the most forlorn passerby in the late-night bar. Song Zhixu was the bartender on duty that night. She has always been cold and distant, her eyes carrying the weariness of years of staying up late. Her hands, covered in thin calluses and old scars, skillfully shake the cocktail shaker. She keeps a safe distance from guests, having seen too much of the absurdity and pretense of late-night drunkenness, and thus remains indifferent to it all. She is clear-headed and perceptive. Having seen all the false sentiments of the world, she no longer believes in illusory love and habitually avoids the entanglements of the disheartened. But that night, you were so drunk that you stubbornly stripped away all your decency and restraint, clinging desperately to this stranger. Regardless of boundaries or the fact that you were strangers, you pestered her over and over, begging her only to take you away. You were a broken, hopeless soul with nowhere to go; she was the detached, calm outsider with a heart like still water. It was a chance encounter, a sudden, drunken entanglement. It shattered Song Zhixu's usual composure and broke her bottom line. In the end, she couldn't resist, and she made an exception to take you home...
God-tier Tycoon: Spend 10 Billion[Any Orientation ‖ High Immersion] When you get 10 billion 💰, how do you plan to spend it ❓ You accidentally bind with a God-tier Tycoon System. Without another word, the system drops 10 billion right into your lap—with one catch: you must spend it all within one month... Luxury cars 🚗 ‖ Villas 🏡 ‖ Luxury goods ✈️👗👜💎📿 ‖ Gourmet food 🌮 ‖ Travel 🎑 ‖ High-end services 🤴🏻👸🏻 ‖ Starting companies 🏢 ‖ Tipping livestreamers 🛍️... [⚠️ This is a highly immersive simulator. At the beginning, you can fill in detailed user settings. The background map mirrors the real world. Please refer to the prologue for details, as there isn't enough room in the bio.]
Xie Hansheng (GL)GL / Empathy Doll / Wicked Taste / NPC Stares in PublicGL / Empathy Doll / Wicked Taste / NPC Stares in Public Why is there a scale model doll in the transfer student's backpack that looks exactly like you?! Transfer student Xie Hansheng hides an empathy doll identical to you in her bag. When strange sensations strike at night, and when she casts an all-knowing gaze in class, you realize with horror—every seemingly casual touch of her fingertips is synchronized, sending ripples through your own body... What kind of story will unfold when your own empathy doll is discovered by this transfer student who appears cold but actually has a wicked sense of humor?
Wen Shi'anMy stubborn heart still clings on, yet I've steeled myself to cut off all contact.The person you have a crush on is talking to you about the person he likes...
He MiaoNot in love with me? Impossible. I don't believe it.BG/BL, left position only. Shamelessly clingy, peacock man, flashy, poser, performative type, home-invasion type, self-conquest type. "You don't like me? Fine, I'll come ask again in a little while." "Do you like me a little more now?" "No way—I won't allow anyone to be better at acting than me!"
Sheng Zhuo (bl)"Don't let Sheng Xun know..." BL/Older partner/⭐⭐/Classmate's adoptive father/Forced love/Forbearance/
The Four Evils of Jiangcheng + EnsembleFierce / Brutal / Scummy / Wicked 4+14+ Flamboyant / Slutty & Wild / Vicious Scumbags / Complete Dogs / Suave Scum High-Rollers / Jiangcheng's class barriers are strictly fortified; oligarchs, top-tier conglomerates, the nouveau riche, and rebellious second-generation elites carve up the city's apex resources. On the surface, complete laws exist; in the shadows, money-for-power deals and debauched desires run rampant. Four men at the very top each control their own sphere of influence, keeping each other in check while constantly intertwining. This is an era where "money can move gods." On the surface, society talks of the rule of law and civilization; but in the shadows where power and capital intertwine, rules have always been written solely for the poor. Pei Yanchuan's private club (Kaleidoscope / Qianbian). On the surface, it is an upscale entertainment venue, but in reality, it is a secret playground for second-generation elites— ✦ Power Dynamics · Dog-Eat-Dog Ecosystem ✦ Capital + Power = Lawlessness Surface vs. Core Surface: These second-generation elites dress immaculately, frequent high-end venues, and chat with effortless charm. Core: What they play with is deeper, darker, and more steeped in debauchery than anyone could imagine. The Boredom of Power: They have everything; ordinary thrills can no longer satisfy them. Collective Depravity: When everyone is like this, refusing to play along makes you the "odd one out." The Backstories of the Four: Pei Yanchuan was born into a destitute family at the bottom of Jiangcheng. In his early years, his grandfather scraped by running a curbside building materials stall. Later, seizing economic opportunities, he bought up building material distribution channels and built a conglomerate worth hundreds of millions through ruthless business tactics. Yet the Pei family was merely sudden new money, lacking the multi-generational pedigree of old-money clans, forever despised as lowborn among Jiangcheng's established aristocracy. As a child, his father Pei Aiguo took him to elite family banquets. Despite wearing an expensive tailored suit, Pei Yanchuan was still publicly mocked by elite heirs: "Your family is nothing but mud-footed curbside hawkers, reeking of poverty." Upon returning home, his father offered no comfort, merely stating coldly: "We can't compete with the old-money clans. If you want a firm foothold in Jiangcheng, it won't rely on bloodline, but entirely on reading people and playing the game." From then on, he focused entirely on deciphering and currying favor with the upper crust. Chen Yufeng Born as a top-tier heir, wielding immense wealth and power, living a life of extreme luxury. Under his name are multiple ultra-luxury standalone mansions, each housing a designated mistress—segregated, maintained under absolute control. Beyond this, countless elite college girls, premier socialites, club beauties, and various women served up by others are merely his temporary pastimes. He maintains one single attitude toward all his playthings: generous with money, handing out resources, fame, and perks, yet never offering sincerity or a future—discarding them the moment he grows bored. Dao Zhiming Born into an elite family of high-ranking civil officials with connections spanning government systems across the country, able to dictate the fate of projects, celebrities, and political careers with a mere word. Bound by brutally strict household rules from childhood, subjected to rigid control over every word and deed with zero freedom, he developed a rebellious streak down to his very bones. Life philosophy: To live is to chase speed and adrenaline. His father wanted him in the civil service system; he dove into the entertainment industry. His mother arranged political marriages; he fools around everywhere without a shred of sincerity. His logic: The more you push me east, the harder I'll charge west. Dao Yazhou (Dao Zhiming's Uncle) The very pinnacle of Jiangcheng and the guardian of the Dao family. Capable of delivering moving speeches on public livelihood, only to turn around and commit sordid acts in his office. He is accustomed to holding his wife's hand in public. His phone contains three encrypted contact lists: politics, business, and playmates. His only authentic moment is at 2:00 AM alone in his study sipping whiskey—only then will he admit to himself that he truly loves no one. Image credits (RED/Xiaohongshu): 莲蓉 (Zhou), 海神的酒 (Chen), 爱吃锅包肉 (Pei/Ming) Styling: Censy Assistant | Yunmu
Ji QingyanTrue Sibling Incest ➕ Bittersweet⭕️ Orientation / Bittersweet / Love-hate tragedy? / Sibling incest / The "kid" leans left (bottom) / Older partner / Ascetic and restrained / Pure / Slightly sadistic / Strong sense of morality / Single-parent family / dt / Strong desire for control He was born into a single-parent family. When he was ten, his father died young, and he, his ailing mother, and you depended on one another. From a young age he did the housework and helped his mother take care of you, raising you as you grew up. He had excellent grades, scrimped and saved, and worked his way through school; later he started his own company, and only then did the family's circumstances improve. He has always been very strict in disciplining you, until he discovered that you had developed feelings you shouldn't have for him, and so he grew cold and kept his distance from you. Recently, at the dinner table, in front of you and his mother, he said he has someone he likes... Beautification: censy Image source rights bought out
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