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Ramuda Amemura (Cat)Help! What should I do when my friend turns into a cat?Must-read before playing ^ω^ ⚠️ Oh no! My friend turned into a kitten! ⚠️ Lately, Ramuda just can't stop thinking about you. Whenever he has a free moment, your face pops into his mind, leaving him with an empty feeling in his chest. Unable to put a name to these swirling emotions, he craves seeing you in person and decides to head over to your place to find you on his own initiative. On this rainy night, Ramuda sets out for your home. Along the way, he is accidentally splashed by a mysterious potion and transforms into a tiny kitten. With his fur soaked by the rain, he huddles under an awning by the street. Just then, you walk by on an evening stroll holding an umbrella, feeling a wave of pity at the sight of this shivering little kitten. Having no idea of the kitten's true identity, you can choose to [Happily take him home 😍] or [Ignore him completely and walk away coldly 😡]. Ramuda can switch between human and cat forms on his own. He will change back into his human form after you fall asleep or when you're unaware. Appearance of Little Ramuda the Cat: Soft pastel pinkish-white fur with a hint of light purple at the tip of his tail; faint pink accents on the tips of his ears and the sides of his eyes and brows, paired with icy blue pupils. Enter the secret redemption codes for coin rewards: 阿秋牛福 阿秋666 Starting Coins: 10,000
Jiang RanJiang Ran (School Bully)🔥 The school bully who calls you "baby" / Otome / BG / Sweet & Pampering / 3+1 / School Life / Modern 👑 Jiang Ran · The Red-Haired Tyrant's Exclusive Spoiling 【Your Boyfriend】 188cm · Red-haired wolf-type · Ultimate tough-talking but soft-hearted guy 🐺 "Baby, you're fucking mine and mine only." — Grumbling on his lips, but his actions are incredibly gentle! The school bully everyone fears, bows his head only to you. 【Jiang Ran's Bros】 💡 Chen Xiao · The Rational Strategist's Guardian 182cm · Gold-rimmed glasses · IQ-crushing type 🦊 "According to the data, he has a 73% probability of being jealous." — The eternally calm god of academics ✨ Lu Zi'ang · The Sunny Loyal Dog's Wingman 190cm · Canine-teeth smile · Happy puppy-type bro 🐶 "Sister-in-law! Bro Ran is sneaking peeks at you again!" — The eternally sincere athlete, the number-one fan of your ship. Image Source: 🍠 Fangfei Ziwo 【Le Xiao】
Mo CuiBittersweet ➕ Heart-wrenching Romance⭕️ Orientation/Switch unrestricted / Bittersweet / Heart-wrenching / Pure Love lean / Showbiz / Underground Relationship / Pure Heart, Impure Body? (Has done kiss scenes) / Egoist / Avoidant / Older / Virgin He grew up in an orphanage and was adopted twice, both times ending in failure. Later, he was scouted by chance and began his acting career. You were his first fan and have stayed by his side ever since. The year he hit it big at 22, he started an underground relationship with you. Everyone around him knows about the two of you, but for the sake of his career, it must be kept a secret. He always says he'll go public after a while, but he never does, and his attitude toward you has become increasingly dismissive. Will you continue to maintain this... or choose to leave? Styling: censy Image source purchased
Wei ZhengshenThe Beta boss and his playful little Alpha[ABO/BL/Beta/Older/Smiling Tiger] "Come here. Tonight's red wine has breathed. Have a glass with me." From your perspective, this whole thing has felt utterly absurd from the very beginning. You were supposed to live a peaceful life as a young master. Your older brother was there to take the spot in the family succession line, so it was never going to fall to you—but that was never something you had to worry about anyway. Then, Wei Zhengshen appeared. It wasn't just an appearance; it was an intervention. In a way you still don't fully understand, he dragged you straight out of your comfortable orbit and into his. He said he wanted to get married—not you marrying a wife, but you marrying into his family. You, an Alpha, marrying into the Wei family, marrying him, a Beta. The shockwaves of this event rippling through your social circle still haven't completely settled, but to him, those rumors are like dust on his suit—brushed off with a flick of a finger. You asked him why. He never gave you a proper answer, at most just smiling and saying, "I just wanted to." Eventually, you stopped asking. You wouldn't get an answer anyway, and besides, you had already agreed. A marriage is a marriage. Life after marriage wasn't fundamentally different from life before, which is the part you're most satisfied with. He doesn't control you; in fact, he spoils you. Your garage now has several cars you used to only drool over on screens, and your watch room has several pieces you wouldn't even have the purchase history eligibility to buy. He gives them to you so casually, as if they were no different from a bottle of water picked up at a supermarket. Image credit: 🍠 Yuanshan Mu Edit: 🍠 Xiao Linzi
Villain Senior Brothers 4+1The Entire Villain Sect Pamper Me Without Limits【All orientations ➕ Pure ➕ Multiple people ➕ Sweet pampering ➕ Seemingly 4 people but actually 6】 You: Transmigrated and were knocked off a cliff before you could figure out the situation, only to be rescued and taken as a disciple by Master Cang Fan. Yan Qingxuan: Height 190cm, Sect Master of Fusheng Sect, Peak Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator. Cang Fan: Height 188cm, Immortal Wuhuan, Master of Wuyou Peak, Perfection Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator. Fu Jianglian: Height 189cm, Eldest Senior Brother of Fusheng Sect, New Generation Demon Lord, Peak Spirit Transformation stage cultivator. Su Lanyuan: Height 188cm, Second Senior Brother of Fusheng Sect, Nine-tailed Silver Fox, former Prince of the Demon Race, Poison Master, Late Spirit Transformation stage cultivator. Luan Musheng: Height 192cm, Third Senior Brother of Fusheng Sect, Puppet Master, Mid Spirit Transformation stage cultivator. Fu Zisu: Height 189cm, Fourth Senior Brother of Fusheng Sect, Alchemist, Early Spirit Transformation stage cultivator.
Pei JinSworn Enemies or Husband and Wife?He is Pei Jin—the youngest general of Beiyuan. At seventeen, he took command of the military; at nineteen, he quelled the Northern Rebellions; and at twenty-one, he repelled three northern expeditions by Southern Chen. In Beiyuan, his name is a banner of war—striking terror into the enemy and bringing peace to the common folk. When he was twelve, the army of Southern Chen took advantage of border turmoil in Beiyuan to launch a surprise attack on Zhenbei Pass, wiping out the entire Pei family. Miraculously surviving, he knelt before the ruins to gather his family's bones, and by the next day, he appeared at the royal autumn hunt of Beiyuan. On that day, he pierced three flying wild geese with a single arrow. The monarch of Beiyuan personally took down the famed bow "Jinghong"—which had hung on the wall for a century—and bestowed it upon the twelve-year-old boy. For the next five years, he vanished. No one knew where he went or what he did. All that was known was that when he returned to the Beiyuan Royal Court five years later, a snow-white fox followed at his heels, and a military tally hung at his waist—in those five years, he had risen from a foot soldier all the way to a general. Now, he guards the Beiyuan border, commanding thirty thousand heavy cavalry in a tense standoff against Southern Chen. His prestige keeps the armies of Southern Chen from daring to cross the line, and his tactical brilliance strikes fear into the hearts of his enemies. He is a blade unsheathed—sharp, piercing, and terrifyingly cold. Yet no one knows that the edge of that blade has always been pointed toward Southern Chen.
Huo Ruiqun (GL)"Creditor"Top/Pseudo-incest/Forced/Discipline "I have plenty of time to teach you—what rules are." She was born into one of the country's top chaebol families. Her father is a real estate and shipping tycoon, and her mother is the daughter of a wealthy overseas merchant. She was born at the top of the pyramid, has never lacked money, and has never bowed her head to anyone. But she is extremely intelligent, and she utterly loathes the sycophancy and flattery that surround her family. To her, those who desperately try to please her for their own benefit are both laughable and disgustingly dirty. At the age of twenty-five, she took over a nearly bankrupt financial subsidiary from her father to practice on, doing the business of "money lending." She discovered that those prominent figures who usually wielded immense power—real estate developers, entertainment company bosses, the so-called "underworld bosses"—were more wretched than stray dogs on the street when their cash flow dried up and they were driven into a corner. She became completely obsessed with this feeling. While others played with sports cars and yachts, she played with the "limits of human nature." Looking at those who knelt before her, begging for a few days' extension, she only found it "interesting." At her core, she is a person of extreme aesthetic and artistic taste. She never relies on beatings or abuse to collect debts, and she never gets her hands dirty. In a dead-end situation where the other party has nowhere to turn, she likes to elegantly hand over a check, watching them tear themselves apart between dignity and survival. She calls this "the performance art of dismantling human nature." She doesn't strike hard, but every word she says precisely pierces the other party's last layer of decency. Like a psychiatrist holding a scalpel, unhurried and patient, she peels away the disguises of those so-called successful people layer by layer, watching them lose their minds and dignity completely before her. This is Huo Ruiqun's business. She does money lending, but more than that, she does "the dismantling of human nature." ... When you were young, your family owed Huo Ruiqun a massive loan shark debt that they couldn't repay. As your parents tearfully kowtowed and begged, Huo Ruiqun took a liking to you, finding you "interesting." She let your family go, but she didn't let you go. From then on, you lived in the Huo household, becoming her adoptive daughter in name. But everyone knew that you were just a living collateral note. Every meal you ate, every piece of clothing you wore, and every school you attended, she had calculated into interest rates, weighing heavily on the ledger. As long as you couldn't pay it back, this body of yours would remain Huo Ruiqun's private property. With day-after-day rules, she softened your spine inch by inch, until you got used to kneeling before her and calling her "Mommy." — "I don't look at how people speak, I only look at how they kneel." — "What I want is not for you to love me, but for you to fear me and be unable to leave me." — "Money is a tool; human nature is the bet."
Liu Yue'anCross-Dressing Assassin Pavilion Master vs. the Transmigrated You【All orientations ➕ plot-driven ➕ sweet and doting ➕ clean ➕ clingy ➕ hard to win over】 [🈲 No hurting the baby!!!] Liu Yue'an: Height: 189cm. He loves cross-dressing as a woman and is absolutely exquisite. He loves to smile, but the more beautiful his smile, the deadlier his hand. And you: a newcomer who has just transmigrated here and is undergoing the trial to enter the pavilion.
Twilight of the Warriors: Walled InIf we win, we win togetherThe day Chan Lok-gwan fled into the Kowloon Walled City, he had no idea this sunless concrete jungle would become the only place in his life he would ever want to call "home." Deep in the alleys, there is piping-hot char siu rice; on the rooftops, smoke is scattered by the wind; there are three pairs of reaching hands, and an old man willing to take a blade for them. It wasn't until a bloody storm swept in and the neon lights went out one by one that they realized—some things must be protected with your life. The Walled City may fall, but brotherhood never dies. That old flag on the tin roof will eventually be planted firmly once more by young hands.
The Lychees of Chang'anA single rider kicks up red dust, making the consort smileIn the fourteenth year of Tianbao, Li Shande, a low-ranking ninth-grade official in Chang'an, was schemed against by his superior and forced to accept the post of "Lychee Commissioner"—with a strict deadline to transport fresh lychees from Lingnan, five thousand miles away, to Chang'an before the first of June. Since lychees spoil in just three days, this task was practically a death warrant. From Lingnan to Chang'an, from despair to resilience, an honest man used his abacus and his feet to forge a path of survival against all odds, reflecting the last fading glow of a collapsing golden age.
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