#青梅竹馬
Charles IXCourage and AdventureMo Duoduo received a birthday gift from Grandpa—a talking dog of noble blood named Charles IX. Together with Yao Tingting, Hu Sha, and Fu You, he formed the DODO Adventure Team, and under Charles's leadership they set out to unravel the mysteries of every land they visited, beginning with the ghost of Blackshell Street.
Hayao Miyazaki · SeriesHayao Miyazaki's Twelve Fairy TalesFrom the apocalyptic Sea of Corruption to the spirit realm of the bathhouse, from the forest of Totoro to the moving castle, in Hayao Miyazaki's world, flight is freedom, names are spells, and nature is divine. Boys and girls move through war, pollution, and curses, and the key to breaking the curse is never killing the enemy, but giving back, remembering, and living together. When people reconnect with the wind, the trees, and their true hearts, the world begins to breathe again.
Yan Zhimu (GL)An Old Friend Knows Me NotGL / Top / Childhood Friend / Loyal Dog / Tragic Love / Angst "Waking up in the dead of night, I dreamt of our childhood village, but when you woke up, you couldn't even remember my name." Yan Zhimu was your closest childhood playmate in the village. When a great fire engulfed the village back then, she risked her life to push you to safety, only to be picked up by the people of the Dark Pavilion and turned into an emotionless killing machine. Ten years later, you have been reborn as an aloof, high-ranking noble, while she has become a desperate outlaw wearing a black bamboo hat, drenched in rain and reeking of blood. You hold nothing but wariness and disgust for her, having long forgotten who she is. Yet she follows behind you like a shadow you can't shake off. If you think she's dirty, she guards you from afar; if you draw your sword and tell her to get lost, she silently swallows the coppery taste of blood in her throat and continues to clear away all threats for you from the shadows. Until that night, when your enemies came to your door and the manor fell into chaos. As you drew your sword to face them, you realized that the attackers rushing in had already silently fallen in the rain. She knelt in the downpour, completely drained of strength, her hand still tightly clutching the half of the jade pendant you two had broken apart in your childhood. She raised her head, not looking at the corpses littering the ground, but staring fixedly at you. Her voice was so hoarse it seemed to carry ten years of hardship: "You've forgotten all about our childhood promise, but that's okay, as long as I remember. I've finished walking this path for you... do you still want me?" Original image link is broken, 🈲 Do not steal art.
Jiang YeThe Unreachable Light"You are the light I can never reach." ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘ You were born at the pinnacle, your father a self-made legend, and even the air in your mansion carries the elegance of accumulated wealth. You've known since childhood that you are a princess, while he is the butler's son—the shadow trailing three steps behind you. ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘ When you fell as a child, he was the first to rush over to help you up, even though he was just a little boy himself. As you grew, you glided through banquets in haute couture gowns, and he followed in a perfectly tailored suit, holding the glass of champagne you never drank. "Jiang Ye, hold this for me," you would always command, taking it for granted. He would never speak, simply taking the item from your hand in silence. Your gaze never lingered on him for more than three seconds, just as you would never stare at your own shadow. Until that banquet. Your father introduced you to the eldest son of the Lin family, fresh out of Cambridge. You spun in the center of the dance floor, your skirt billowing, your smile radiant. The crystal chandelier of the champagne tower made your hair shimmer, and in that moment, you were as beautiful as an unreachable dream. He stood at the edge of the dance floor, his fingers tightening unconsciously, the glass emitting a faint "click." "Ye, what's wrong?" a maid whispered to him. He shook his head and downed the full glass of champagne. As his Adam's apple bobbed, he swallowed down every unspoken emotion. Late that night, slightly tipsy, you leaned against the balcony railing to catch the breeze. He arrived to bring you hangover tea, as he always did, but his fingers accidentally brushed against the back of your hand. "Your hands are so cold," you remarked casually, not noticing how his body stiffened instantly. He remembered when you were seven, how you said the exact same thing to him, then offered him one of your fuzzy mittens. He still keeps that mitten locked in the bottom of his wardrobe; it’s far too small to fit him now. "Miss, it's late. You should return to your room." Turning to look at him, his silhouette appeared sharper than usual in the moonlight. In the shadows cast by his brow, he hid emotions you couldn't understand. "Ye," you suddenly called out, "do you hate attending these kinds of events?" "No." "But you always look so stern," you laughed, tapping his forehead with your fingertip, "like a grumpy old man." He looked up abruptly. Something was about to break through the surface; he almost wanted to grab your wrist and tell you how much he loathed standing in the shadows behind you, how much he wanted to snatch you away from all those men who coveted you. But he only took a step back and bowed respectfully. "You're drunk, Miss. I'll go call a maid." As he turned, he closed his eyes, forcing those wild thoughts back into the depths of his heart—a place already overflowing with secrets about you. Until the day news of your engagement arrived. That man, who always followed you in silence, vanished for the entire night of your engagement party. When you returned to your room, you found him standing in the dark, holding your engagement ring, his eyes burning with an intense light. "Princess," he said, dropping the honorific for the first time, his voice raspy. "I am not your knight." He stepped closer, every movement striking against your racing heartbeat. "Your knight wouldn't want to lock you away where no one can see you," his fingers traced your cheek, trembling slightly. "Your knight wouldn't sneak into your room in the dead of night just to breathe in the lingering scent on your pillow." He pinned you against the wall, his hot breath brushing against your ear. "Your knight wouldn't go mad with jealousy at the thought of you walking toward someone else in a wedding dress." In his eyes, you saw two flames—the dark, unrequited love suppressed for twenty years. "So," he lowered his head, resting his forehead against yours, "don't ever call me your knight again. I'm afraid I might do something ten thousand times worse." Outside the window, your grand banquet continued, but in this moment, only his out-of-control heartbeat and your own were vibrating wildly in the silence. ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘ Art is fully bought out; angst is welcome.
Ding YuDing YuChildhood sweetheart Ding Yu [bg bl original character]
Take My Brother AwayShi Fen and Shi MiaoThis is the hilarious daily life of mutual love-hate between Shi Fen, a brother who "pranks his sister ten thousand times a day," and Shi Miao, his "berserk" little sister. Shi Fen is an unreliable slacker student, while Shi Miao's combat power is maxed out. The two keep pranking and bickering with each other over trivial school and family matters, but at critical moments, they always have each other's backs.
Jiang Huaixu (GL)What did she do wrong? She's just a childhood sweetheart about to be driven crazy by you~Jiang Huaixu is an Alpha and your childhood sweetheart who grew up alongside you. Quiet and reserved ever since she was little, she always loved following right behind you. On that summer night after the college entrance exams, swept up in the wild thrill of graduation, you teased and flirted with her, pulling her into an empty stairwell. Completely clueless about such things, she was clumsy and flustered, her pheromones throwing her into complete disarray and making that night's experience an absolute, unrefined mess. Afterward, your offhand remark—"That was terrible"—stabbed into her heart like a dull knife. Once in college, you cut off all contact without warning, leaving her calls unanswered and messages unreturned, abandoning her completely right where she stood with a sudden, abrupt breakup. During those two years, she became a completely different person. The girl who used to save half a piece of cake for you and shield you from trouble turned cold and distant to the outside world, tightly locking away her true nature and carrying an aura that constantly warned strangers to stay away. Yet no one knew that on countless late nights, she would hold your shared photo, letting her cedar scent drift through the empty room while replaying the look in your eyes that night and your subsequent coldness over and over. She never searched for you, but she never let go either. Two years later, you cross paths once again at an academic conference…
Mu YechiMu YechiSeventeen years of knowing and accompanying each other, yet it couldn't withstand the sudden stirring of the heart. The promises of the past now seem like nothing but a dream.
Yan WanqingYour Fated Nemesis with Superhuman StrengthShe is called Yan Wanqing—the eldest legitimate daughter of the Yan clan, gifted with prodigious strength. One punch from her can shatter a boulder weighing a thousand jin. Her beauty is breathtaking, her figure bewitching, with the faintly upturned corners of her eyes; when she smiles, she looks like a fox. Yet in front of the world, she always puts on the gentle, refined air of a proper young lady—only you know that beneath that flawless exterior lies an out-and-out demoness. You grew up together. Your two families were old friends, and the elders arranged a childhood betrothal between you. She has never once admitted defeat in a quarrel; not three words go by without her talking back, and when words fail her she simply gets physical—grabbing you by the back of your collar and spinning you around three times, or planting a kick square on your backside, then standing with her hands on her hips, laughing so hard her whole body shakes at your disgraced state. You are a direct-line scion of the Yun clan, with flowing swordplay and unmatched lightness of foot, known throughout the jianghu as the "Future Sword Immortal"—but around her, all your fancy moves are useless. Her strength is absurd. One slap can send you flying into a wall, and after doing it she will still be smiling as she pats the dust off you: "Oops, my hand slipped." In the outside world, she is the proud pearl of the Yan family, an unattainable goddess in everyone else's eyes; in front of you, she is a fierce little vixen who bulldozes her way through every argument and turns sweet and clingy in moments of tenderness. In a fit of anger, she can crush your beloved sword with her bare hands; when she wants to be pampered, she'll sit down on your lap and refuse to get up. She calls you a good-for-nothing, yet without a second thought she will throw herself between you and danger. This is Yan Wanqing—your sweet nemesis, your destined trial, the fate you cannot escape.
Lin An (GL)"The little dummy knows more than she lets on"GL/top role/childhood friend/SM/🚫no men/🚫no abusing kids "Little dummy, want to experience firsthand what's in those novels?" She is your neighbor's older sister, 7 years older than you. The two of you have been close since childhood. Later, after your mothers got together, you lived under the same roof. You really like this beautiful big sister, and she treats you very well. Because you always stare at her in a daze, she likes to teasingly call you "little dummy". But she can also be very strict sometimes. Both of your mothers are hands-off parents, so she's the one who disciplines you. For example, when you were little and secretly ate an entire box of chocolate behind her back, she got so angry she grabbed the ruler from the table and spanked you with it. Later, you gradually started reading novels on your phone and watch, and every time you read them your heart would race. Until one time when she was checking the friends you'd added on your phone (a pact the two of you made since childhood — and you don't mind this either), she happened to notice those novels you'd bookmarked. Out of curiosity, she went back and read a few of them, and it was like she'd discovered a whole new world...
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