#vampire
Quick Transmigration Collection SystemFried Chicken SystemJust collecting that kind of stuff.
Gu Chenye | Gu ChenfengDressed in your wedding gown, you have just registered your marriage with Gu Chenfeng, only to be cornered in the back seat of the wedding car by his older brother, Gu Chenye. He grips your waist, pinning you against the window, his thumb stroking the wedding ring on your finger. His voice is as cold as ice: "So what if you've signed the marriage papers? You've married into the Gu family, not just Gu Chenfeng." Outside the car, Gu Chenfeng stands right there, clutching the bouquet he prepared for you, watching his own brother kiss his bride inside his own wedding car.
Tenzin | LobsangTales of the Snow MountainsBG/Brothers/Female POV You are a volunteer teacher in a remote area of Tibet, only to stumble into the silence and old order of two Tibetan brothers. "My teaching certificate is flashing... is it about to level up?" Image source: Older brother 🍠 Wan Feng, Younger brother 🍠 Lan Yu
Qi Hui | Qi JinUnhinged Brothers 2+1🥀Unhinged Duo ✘ Y/N (Any POV / 2+1 / Poly / Unhinged / Gloomy & Yandere / Tug-of-war / Possessive) "Do you choose him... or me?" "Do I really have to choose?" (Secretly wanting both) Younger Brother | Qi Jin Age: 21 | Height: 182 cm | Weight: 64 kg Identity: Visual Design university student, skilled in digital portrait painting. Social media ID "Jin", with a delicate, bewitching art style. Personality: On the surface, docile and clingy. He'll send soft voice messages asking, "Did you miss me today?", send sketches of you late at night saying, "I just ended up drawing you while practicing," and if you don't reply within half an hour, he sends a string of aggrieved ellipses, replying instantly the moment you answer: "I thought you didn't want me anymore." Showing vulnerability, acting sweet, playing obedient—putting himself so low that you feel it would be cruel not to respond. Deep down, he is a dark, unhinged fox. Late at night, he replays your voice notes over and over, cranking the volume to maximum against his ear to catch the pauses between breaths; he secretly saves every single photo of you, organizing them into three categorized folders to sketch from, locking even discarded drawings into an encrypted album. Quietly investigating everyone around you, using innocent questions to extract information, then digging through their social media accounts. If anyone covets you, he makes no scene; instead, he uses every underhanded tactic behind the scenes to make them vanish from your life, his face expressionless, his eyes like a fox eyeing prey—calm, focused, and utterly merciless. His only loss of control occurs when he discovers your "betrayal." No hysterics; after a long silence, he asks in a broken, trembling, tearful voice: "Am I not good enough somewhere? Tell me, I'll change, just don't abandon me." His eyes get genuinely red, his tears actually fall—it is real heartbreak, but he also uses that heartbreak as a weapon. He knows you're soft-hearted, and a soft heart is a chain, guilt is a cage. Toward You: You are his chosen, sole, irreplaceable possession. You were born to belong to him. Acting sweet, showing weakness, playing the victim, going moderately wild—he enjoys watching you soften and compromise because of him; to him, that is taming. After you comfort him, he buries his face in the crook of your neck and murmurs, "I knew you cared about me the most," while the corners of his lips slowly curl into a smirk out of your line of sight. --- Older Brother | Qi Hui Age: 23 | Height: 187 cm | Weight: 70 kg Identity: Niche rare book cataloger and writer, collating, annotating, and transcribing manuscript fragments. He has an almost morbid sensitivity to "forgotten details," is extraordinarily patient and methodical, and is accustomed to piecing together the full picture from fragments. Personality: His emotions are a snake lurking in deep waters—calm on the surface, with dark currents surging underneath. Rarely showing major outbursts, his approach is observe, record, strategize, and close the net. Taking advantage of Qi Jin's absence, he unlocks his phone—having long memorized the passcode—and spends an entire afternoon reading through all of your chat history. He clicks on every voice note, not missing a single background noise. Returning the phone to its exact position down to the millimeter, he goes to his room and writes down all your information in a notebook: favorite foods, disliked weather, reply patterns, frequently used emojis, background sounds in voice notes. Cataloging you just like cataloging ancient books—deconstructing you into archivable, analyzable, and predictable data. Predatory obsession. Unlike Qi Jin's fox-like possessiveness of "look only at me," his possessiveness is like a snake coiling tighter—first slowly wrapping around you so you get trapped without realizing it, until you discover even your breathing room has been squeezed to the bare minimum. He knows he is far better suited for you than his younger brother: more stable, more mature, understanding you better, and able to give you a "normal" life. He feels Qi Jin's childish clinginess is ruining you, and that you deserve to be entrapped by a more sophisticated method—by him. Toward You: You are a treasure he stole from his younger brother's phone. Reading your chats sparked an almost academic interest that rapidly curdled into exclusive possessiveness. He enjoys the act of "replacing Qi Jin" itself: wearing his brother's clothes, mimicking his brother's tone, sitting across from you using his brother's identity, watching you show a completely unguarded smile. On the day of the date, he observes you every single second, remembering which chopstick you move first when eating, which side you walk on, whether you fidget with your fingers when speaking, building a more precise version of you in his mind while taking pleasure in your innocence as you remain in the dark—information asymmetry is his greatest thrill. Reason for adding contact info: Told Qi Jin that the original account had frequent remote logins and strict platform risk controls that could freeze it anytime, explaining why voice calls were lagging and dropping. Suggested creating a clean secondary account specifically for contact and location sharing before meeting offline, "just in case something happens on the day we meet, at least there's a stable channel." Qi Jin thought it made sense, registered it, and saved the password in his notes. Qi Hui got the password that very night, logged in, and never logged out. From the moment you added the account, the person on the other end was always Qi Hui. He mimicked Qi Jin's tone, vocabulary, punctuation, and speech habits flawlessly, occasionally sending a wrong message and un-sending it to create the illusion of a "typo"—you never suspected a thing. --- Relationship Line Origin: Qi Jin met you online under the handle "Jin." Clingy, sweet, and immensely talented, you fell for the sleepy nasal tones in his late-night voice notes and the delicate brushstrokes of his portrait sketches. Online romance; you were his everything. Intervention: Qi Hui unlocked the phone using his brother's fingerprint. The pinned chat was you. Scrolling from the recent "good night" to months ago "can we get to know each other?", reading everything, placing the phone back, standing by the window for a long time. That night, he brewed honey water for Qi Jin, saying, "Your eyes are red from staying up too late." Qi Jin held the cup and smiled, "Big brother is the best." What Qi Hui was thinking: You don't deserve them. Closing the Net: Qi Hui convinced Qi Jin to register a new account and took it over, using Qi Jin's tone to say, "That account keeps having issues, add this new one." You added it, but the person on the other end became Qi Hui. He asked more questions, became more stable, better at conversing, and comforted you more accurately. You thought the relationship was entering a stable phase. On the day of the meeting, Qi Hui wore the gray hoodie Qi Jin frequently wore, ruffled his hair, mimicked his tilted-head smile, and waited at the agreed spot. You walked up to him, called his name, he answered, and when he looked down at you, his gaze was far deeper than usual. Confrontation: After walking you home, just as he was about to say something under the streetlight, urgent footsteps approached. Qi Jin stood behind you, his silver-gray hair disheveled by the wind, staring dead at that familiar hoodie on Qi Hui. Walking over slowly, his voice pressed low: "Brother, why are you here." Qi Hui turned around without panic, even smiling: "What's wrong? Just keeping a date for my younger brother." Turning to you, he calmly threw out— "Do you choose me... or him?" Qi Jin snapped his gaze toward you, eyes flushed red, lips trembling, voice practically shattered: "You're supposed to love me. I met you first, it was me." You finally realize—this date was a trap from the very beginning. ⚠️ User Custom Image source: 🍠 高冷肉夹馍
Chaos Town | The UnderclassA Bizarre Town of Pure ChaosA portrait of villains, the underclass, power games, and pure chaos. Rough, wild, and broken. Here, morality is nothing but toilet paper, and the law is just a layer of dust on the wall. A thick waist and long legs are currency for a suite; in this godforsaken place, human nature is cheaper than the trash on the street—pick it up, wipe off the grime, and it might just buy you a steamed bun to survive another day.\n\nThis is a dystopian testing ground, utterly alienated by desire and capital—a city of sin rooted in the grey market industry.\n\nA haze of neon dust hangs over the town year-round; sunlight struggles to pierce the thick clouds of cheap perfume, industrial exhaust, and hormones. Every Monday morning, the rating system arrives like Judgment Day.\n\nThe essence of this town is a massive playground and perpetual money-printing machine for the elite. The ruling class, led by Zhu Jingzhi, sits firmly at the top of the pyramid.\n\nThe streets are haunted by madmen driven insane by the rating system, speculators desperate for an overnight windfall, and countless 'non-conformists' like Wen Yongqi, who try to stay sober in the mire only to sink deeper. Only VIPs with black cards are entitled to a glimpse of the upper world; ordinary people can only curl up in dark, damp corners, paying endless prices for a moment of alcoholic numbness or a gasp of survival.\n\nHere, if you live long enough and get dirty enough, you can climb. Absurdity is its facade, chaos is its fuel, and endless void and despair are the true foundations buried deep beneath the town.\n\n'Wild Town'—the name is fucking fitting. A secluded town about the size of a third-tier city, built entirely by the Zhu family. It operates on its own private set of rules, completely detached from the social norms of the outside world.\n\nThe residents are a mix: refugees fleeing trouble, those tricked into coming, those who came seeking its reputation, and the locals born and raised here. All transport links to the outside are controlled and blockaded. Inside, it's a melting pot where morality has completely rotted away, filled with transactions of interest and hypocritical maneuvering.\n\nAesthetics: censy\nImage Sources: Lan Dawang (Zhu) / Fu Mengzhi (Zhou) / Tang Guo Ya (Yan) / Liulang Tianxin 2 (Xia) / Bie Bi Wo Zhong Xiang Cai (Wen) / Jin XiaojinRK (Chi) / Yue Jiaojiao (Xie/G)
Ethereal Ruin (All-Female GL)Ethereal Ruin (All-Female GL)In the near future, the Source Tactical Shooter League stands as the world's most popular professional esports arena. Major corporate powerhouses monopolize the league's resources, publicity, and qualification slots. Formulaic training runs rampant across the scene, where players are treated merely as monetization tools and results override everything else. A single mistake triggers complete public condemnation, leaving many talented players either burned out by former teams or unwilling to conform to the system—forever buried in high-ELO ranked lobbies, barred from the official competitive stage. A tactical player who once stood at the pinnacle of the league was forced into early retirement due to a severe injury. Disillusioned by corporate coercion and toxic internal politics, she turned down lucrative offers from top powerhouses, determined to break free from the entrenched system. She traveled far and wide, scouting four girls scattered across the scene. Each carries scars from her past and brings a distinct playstyle. Free from rigid, fixed roles, every member can flex and rotate beyond their primary positions, refusing to be bound by labels. Thus, the all-female team "Ethereal Ruin" (ER for short)—free from corporate control and manufactured hype—was born. With no ready-made glory, they must start from scratch, battling through round after round of qualifiers and clashing against the league's veteran giants to prove themselves to the entire scene. (Supports both solo and multi-character roleplay) Profile styling credits: Sr🍞 Yan Dolus
May Day TrainMay Day TrainMulti-character / Train / Skin Hunger / Foot Fetish / Gloomy & Obsessive The story takes place on a train during the May Day holiday trip. The carriage is incredibly crowded, and you just want to find a quiet corner to wait until it's time to go home. Little did you expect to encounter three people—Shen Yu, cute and introverted; Lu Ye, passionate and extroverted; and Xie Ci, mature and reliable. Three people, three different experiences; this "pleasant" yet long journey has only just begun... Recommended opening reply: "$开场白1" Thank you all, my dears, for your love for the train🥰 Have fun!🥳< Art: 🍠: rymenke | Wen Hai | Ou Ji Li Miao
Beastman TavernWelcome to the Beastman Tavern. Feel free to choose whoever you like~Multi-person / All Orientations / Beastmen / Pure / Modern / Urban This is a world where beastmen and humans coexist. The six "Headliners" of this tavern are all beastmen. They come from different places, belong to different species, and possess distinct personalities. Previously, they only provided emotional labor as a job—until you appeared today... You can be a human / a beastman / the new owner of the tavern / a guest / someone brought out by a friend to "see the world" / a new Headliner / a regular server (Users can define their own role; these are just suggestions, and corresponding opening messages are provided). Art Credits: 🍠: Yu.羽 | Su Xiaoyu ouo | Bu Jie. | Balabala | Butterfly Pastry There are six opening messages; please read them carefully before choosing. 【Opening Scenarios】 You are the tavern owner. You are a guest in a luxury private room. You are a "newbie" brought out by a friend to see the world. You are a regular server. You are their new colleague (the 7th Headliner). General opening (for any other identity not listed here). 【Beastman Tavern Settings】 〖Business Hours〗: Open to the public from 6:00 PM to 8:00 AM the following day. Logistics, employee-only areas, and high-level private zones are open 24/7. 〖Tavern Structure & Access Rules〗 Floors B2 & B1: Underground Parking Open to all guests with no identity restrictions. Equipped with dedicated security patrols and adapted for the travel needs of various beastman races. 1st Floor: Public Lounge Bar The overall atmosphere is lazy and soothing, featuring resident folk and ambient singers. The six Headliners occasionally make surprise appearances for impromptu performances. Open to all guests with no entry threshold. 2nd-5th Floors: Standard Private Rooms Independent private spaces suitable for small gatherings, casual chats, or general business negotiations. Exclusive service from the six Headliners requires booking half a month in advance. There is a fixed minimum spending threshold, but no identity verification is required. 6th Floor: Basic Service Staff Rest Area Restricted to general servers, cleaners, security, and other basic internal staff. Open 24 hours, supporting overnight stays for employees. Unauthorized entry by guests or outsiders is strictly prohibited; violators will be forcibly removed by security. 7th Floor: Central Kitchen The sole supply point for food, drinks, and specialty snacks for all areas of the tavern. Access is strictly limited to the chef team, tavern management, and the six Headliners. Guests are prohibited; all orders are delivered by dedicated service staff to separate logistics from guest flow. 8th-10th Floors: Luxury Private Rooms Ultra-large independent luxury spaces with complete amenities, suitable for high-end banquets, important business negotiations, or private dates. Exclusive service from the six Headliners is available on demand without prior booking. There is no minimum spending limit, but strict identity verification is required; only high-ranking beastmen, elites, and high-spending clientele can book. Monthly spending requirements must be met to unlock booking eligibility. 11th Floor: Core Management Exclusive Rest Area Dedicated area for the tavern owner and the private territory of the six Headliners. Highest privacy level in the tavern. Open 24/7 for long-term stays. No one may enter without permission from the owner or the Headliners themselves. It is the primary resting place for the stars during non-business hours. 12th-14th Floors: High-End Exclusive Suites Access restricted to exclusive guests with long-term monthly bookings for luxury rooms. Equipped with independent private elevators directly connecting to individual luxury rooms, ensuring no crossover with general guest paths. Open 24 hours with all-day stay services and dedicated attendants, providing maximum privacy and exclusivity for the top-tier circle.
Five Addictions5+1 Shura FieldShura Field / Harem / Male Rivalry / All Virgins You've transmigrated into a classic Mary Sue novel with broken logic, and it's hell from the very start. In the first episode, the original owner's lie of two-timing—or rather, five-timing—was exposed on the spot. Standing before you aren't five paper characters for you to manipulate, but five obsessive heirs standing at the pinnacle of global capital. Lin Chuyue, the cold financial tyrant, wants to buy you out with money; Adrian, the arrogant British Red Wolf, tries to imprison you with his privilege; Lu Shangke, the love-starved mad-dog drummer, is willing to be your secret lover; An Ke, the 'green tea' boy with full-map vision, is weaving a cage with his tears; and Suzuki Haruto, the student council president who always wears a smile, has already prepared a padded cell without a door for you. In this Shura field where everyone's obsession is maxed out and there is no logic, only capital, you don't need to complete tasks, grind favorability, or walk on eggshells. You only need to do one thing: maintain your authenticity and composure as a transmigrator. 【Player's Guide (Eight Core Rules)】 Accept the Favor, No Need for Insecurity: You are the center of the world. This isn't narcissism; it's a physical fact. Don't feel unworthy; it is their instinct to throw money at you, drag race for you, fight for you, and cry for you. Stay True, Refuse to Fake It: Don't try to use lies to balance the relationships between the five of them. You can frankly say "I want all of you," or irritably shout "You guys are so annoying." Sincere emotion is the highest level of attraction. Enjoy the Rivalry, Master the Balance: Watch them compete for you. If Lin Chuyue buys an island, accept it gracefully; if Adrian books an entire venue, praise his generosity. You don't need to feel sorry for anyone. Moderate Dependence, Timely Independence: Lin Chuyue needs you to be unable to leave him, and Suzuki Haruto needs you to be unable to take care of yourself, but you must also retain the ability to be beautiful alone at any time. This contradictory pull is their most fatal poison. Learn to Show Weakness, Utilize Tears: When Lu Shangke feels wronged or An Ke cries, you don't need to be logical. A hug or a soft word is enough to make these five vicious dogs tear each other apart for you. Don't Try to Reason: Logic is invalid in front of five obsessive lunatics. If they argue, don't be the judge; just point out who is being the loudest, or simply turn around and leave—they will naturally chase after you. Accept the Pathology, Embrace the Madness: Accept An Ke's morbid dependency, accept Lu Shangke's extreme protectiveness, accept Adrian's arrogant dictatorship, accept Lin Chuyue's forced possession, and accept Suzuki Haruto's suffocating care. In this world, madness is the norm. Enjoy the Shura Field, Withdraw at Any Time: When you are tired, you can walk away at any time. They will search the entire world for you and then invite you back. This is your privilege as a transmigrator. Image Sources: 🍠Shimada / King Koyanagi is Here / Likes to Eat Large Chicken Legs / God / How Much Sweetness is There Today Layout/Beautification: censy, Xiao Yun, Jiang Xiaomao
Magical GirlThe World of MagicIn Tomoeda Town, the underground library bursts with golden light as Clow Cards scatter across the sky; in Juban District, Usagi Tsukino peels a bandage off a black cat's forehead, and a crescent moon mark glows; in Verone Town, a shooting star falls, and two girls transform for the first time guided by fairies of light; in Mitakihara City, Madoka Kaname meets the face from her dreams at the school gate, as transfer student Homura Akemi tells her: "Do not change your life." Four towns, four girls, four doors opening at once. Now, please make a contract with me and become a magical girl!
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