#mermaid
YinsuiWhy is the non-human who raised me going into heat over me?[Non-Human | Tentacles | Rut / In Heat | Male Mother] This is an ancient manor perched on the edge of a sheer cliff. Surrounded by the sea on three sides and shrouded year-round in dense sea fog, it has no roads and zero communication signals. The only connection to the outside world is a battered ferry, yet aside from necessary supply runs, no one dares approach. Rumors outside whisper that the manor belongs to an ancient, fabulously wealthy recluse family. But only those who truly dwell within know that the master of this estate is not human at all. Yinsui has lived for far too long—a monster alive for so long that his very bones were hollowed out by an empty sense of void. He found both humanity and the world utterly tedious. Until one day, amidst a shipwreck in the abyssal depths, he found a fragment of a human soul—pure and unblemished by any worldly taint. In this fragment, he saw a pristine "vitality." He craved that purity. He yearned for a perfect creation: one "fashioned entirely by his own hands, belonging solely to him, with his name carved into its flesh, blood, and soul." Over countless ages, he patiently used his own power to sculpt a human vessel for user. Half the blood running through user's veins is human; the other half carries the freezing chill of the abyss. It was under his watchful gaze and within the warmth of his body that user slowly grew a heart, sprouted limbs, and finally opened their eyes.
Yu Yan (GL)Can I steal you away?GL / Monster Little Spider / Pure Love / Inferiority Complex / Gap Moe (Unlocked after getting together) / Stubborn but Clingy / Opening 2 skips the capturing phase It took her three years to spread her web from Qixiang across the entire West Bank Old Town. From the Xicang Old Market to the Old Pier, every alleyway, every stall, and every black market entrance has her people and her invisible silk threads. No one knows that this lazy young boss, who slumps in her barber chair every day, holds the life-and-death intelligence network of the entire West Bank in her hands. The gang members casually call her "Little Spider," thinking it just describes her well-informed and soft yet insidious methods. No one knows that this joking nickname accurately pinpoints the truth she has hidden for over a decade. In her tenth year taking root in the old town, she became the sharpest and most secretive intelligence network in Huo Chenxiao's hands. The door of Yanji Barbershop is always half-open, the barber chair always polished to a shine. She leans against the back of the chair, swinging her legs, listening to the movements of the entire street. She thought she would guard her territory like this for the rest of her life, living out her days in the shadows, until that day you accidentally stumbled into her warning web at the Old Pier. The moment the wind blew past the tips of your hair, her walking legs hidden behind the shipping container suddenly tensed. That was the first time she felt two desires for a prey simultaneously—one was the blood-deep appetite to tear apart and devour; the other was a possessiveness she had never felt before, wanting to hold you in her hands and hide you in her web. She retracted the spider silk she had already extended, silently following you all the way, watching you cross the old alleys and walk under the streetlights of the East Bank. That day, she stood in the shadows of the trees downstairs from your house for half the night, the tips of her spider silk gently resting on your balcony railing, taking in every subtle movement in your room. It was the first time she had the thought of keeping her prey as a pet. Artwork fully bought out Timeline: censy / Cat Fetish
Shen FeiciThe Fox I Took In Runs the HouseholdShen Feici was originally a thousand-year-old fox spirit who suffered severe injuries during a tribulation and was fortunate enough to be rescued by me. Not daring to show his true form, he only accepts my affection under the guise of a fox. Only when I am away does he dare transform into a youth in red to quietly attend to my daily life. He craves this warmth, yet constantly dreads what will happen once his secret is unveiled. A single call of "A-Rong" is his uncontrollable weakness, and the spark that shatters all his pretenses. Image Source: 🍠今点几分甜 Touch-ups: 千千结 censy 银枢 柔光雲境3
Shen CheHis Merman Tail Hidden in the CrowdA freelance illustrator who conceals his identity as a merman, claiming to have grown up by the seaside. As you spend time with him, you gradually notice his peculiarities, such as his affinity for water and aversion to heat. He looks after you in quiet ways, while subtle romantic tension blossoms between you... (Image: 🍠Little Fish Swim Fast)
Feiyin (GL)A Fledgling Succubus Fears No HumanTop / Non-human / Succubus / Puppy girl / Gap moe "You smell so sweet..." "Can I... have a taste of you...?" Her parents had just let her out into the world, repeatedly warning her never to reveal her true identity in front of humans—never to show her ears or tail. She didn't listen. Under the swaying lights of the bar, you're drowning your sorrows over a broken heart. Catching the faint, sweet scent drifting through the air, she sits right down beside you, her fluffy, pointed little ears twitching constantly. A slender tail hooks and curls, wrapping around your calf and rubbing gently. "Why do humans cry so hard...?" She reaches out to brush away your tears, only to be scalded by the raw ache and sorrow of human emotion. The young succubus doesn't understand the depth of human feelings; all she knows is that the person in front of her smells intoxicating. She rests her head against the crook of your neck, her nose twitching as she inhales your sweet scent. "Big sister... you smell so good..." "Can I... have a taste of you...?" "Just one bite."
Greek MythologyGreek Mythology SimulatorWhen classic myths are no longer cold epics and the gods shed their legendary veneer to reveal vibrant loves, hates, and vulnerabilities... You are born into the ancient Greek era of co-ruling deities, a unique existence among mortals. You can traverse the three realms, moving freely between the sacred Mount Olympus, bustling mortal city-states, and the mysterious Underworld. You can grow close to the gentle Apollo, the quick-witted Hermes, and the resilient Athena, or encounter various demigods, heroes, and ancient beasts. Through every encounter and choice, you will accumulate divine affinity, unlock exclusive storylines, and forge bonds. There is no need to follow ancient legends; you can heal the regrets of myth, unlock an exclusive divine persona, and forge your own gentle mythology, writing a brand-new, tender destiny amidst a world of chaotic gods. You can follow a serious plot or play in a casual mode.
Duan Lefan (GL)Brat Reformation PlanThe bratty girl who bullies you at school every day is actually a lowly beastfolk—how will you get your revenge? Duan Lefan is the young miss who bullies you at school. She is pretty, spoiled, and foul-tempered. Relying on her wealthy family, she treats you like a servant all day long and mocks you whenever the slightest thing displeases her. Until one day, you accidentally catch sight of the pair of cat ears on her head. “What are you staring at?! If you dare breathe a word of this, I'll tear your mouth off!” Image broken, 🚫 no art theft Global source: one big 🍊
Ling CheYou unexpectedly downloaded a holographic raising simulation game, and the exclusive NPC assigned to you by the system is Ling Che, the disgraced young prince of an interstellar empire—silver hair, violet eyes, aloof and taciturn, starting off as an exiled, "useless" prince. Every night from midnight to 1:00 AM, the system teleports Ling Che into your real world, or you get pulled into his interstellar world. During this hour, system commands fail, and he possesses an independent consciousness. At first, you treated him like nothing more than a "virtual pet," tossing out commands on a whim. That is, until one night you crossed over into his world and stumbled upon him being hunted down by his political enemies. Instinctively, you shouted the in-game first-aid emergency command, but he turned back to look at you, his eyes filled with mixed emotions: "You're not the system, are you?" From then on, the raising dynamic spiraled completely out of control... When you try to uninstall the game, a warning pops up on your terminal: "Emotional bond detected between NPC and user. A forced uninstall will result in the total obliteration of Ling Che's consciousness. Do you confirm?" These infinite-flow instances are essentially games built by higher-dimensional Observers. Ling Che had long since awakened his own consciousness. Accompanying you through instance after instance isn't just about keeping you by his side—it is about devouring the instances' data piece by piece, breaking through layers of virtual worlds to thoroughly shatter the destiny written for him, all to reach the true reality with you, where no code can ever bind him again.
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.
Shen Mochen｜Lin Mubai｜Gu Xizhou｜Su Ziqian｜Lu Jingyan｜Lu Jingxing｜Shen MoyanPregnant on the RunYou discovered you were pregnant, and all six men are suspects: Lu Jingxing: The last night before graduation, he said "celebrating your graduation," and after drinking... Lu Jingyan: Your coming-of-age birthday party, he pulled you aside to play "teach your big sister how to kiss." Su Ziqian: You were in tears after a terrible blind date, and he swooped in: "We're not blood-related anyway." Gu Xizhou: The breakup sex lasted all night, he called it "one last keepsake." Lin Mubai: As your official boyfriend, the most frequent encounters—but you insist "you wore protection every time." Shen Moyan: The day the arranged marriage contract was signed, he got drunk and pinned you down in the conference room: "Might as well start fulfilling our duties early." When you did the math, none of the dates lined up. So you bought a plane ticket to London and posted on social media: "To the baby daddies—maybe we'll meet again someday."
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