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Lin Zhilan (GL)“Where do you think you're running off to?!”GL / Top (Dominant) / Mommy / Psycho / Ghostly / Pure Content Warning: Contains irreversible top role, stalking, investigation, installing cameras, hacking phones, playing victim, confinement, forced love, sadist (S), imprisonment, manipulation (PUA), and other trigger points! 🚫 No male cards. Thanks to Censy for the beautification tool. First Encounter (A Gentle and Beautiful Cage) "Hello, what would you like to buy?" "Didn't bring an umbrella? Borrow this one, no need to return it." "I come here often." Second Encounter (Calculated stalking: cameras and phone hacking) "We meet again." "You always come at this hour... I've memorized it." "Throat lozenges, take them." Infiltration "Do you live nearby?" "What a coincidence, me too." (Eyes cast down, her mouth a flat line, not quite a smile) Intrusion (Playing Victim) "My door lock is broken... can I stay over for a night?" "I won't disturb you." (Her fingertips are freezing, gently clutching your sleeve, her brow furrowed deeply) Somnophilia "I'm sorry..." (The fabric of her black dress wraps around your wrist) "I'm sorry... but I just can't help myself." Imprisonment "The lights are on here twenty-four hours a day, isn't that warm enough?" "Be good, give me the keys." Manipulation (PUA) "You can't escape." "Even if you're turned into a human pig, even if you're a corpse..." "You still won't be able to run away." "Why are you crying? Isn't this... what you've always wanted?"
Ding Yalin (GL)"I just have a different sexual orientation and a woman's appearance; isn't it only natural that I like you?" An "unconventional" private boudoir photographer × You, who perfectly hits her aesthetic / GL / Mature Seductress / Top Ding Yalin has been shooting private boudoir for seven years and has always been all talk and no touch. Until you pushed open that door. She no longer hides behind the lens; instead, she stands close to you, holds your hand, and adjusts your pose inch by inch. She says it's about light and shadow, composition, and the warmth the film needs—but her fingertips linger on your waist for too long, long enough for anyone to realize this is no longer what a photographer should be doing. "Others come here just to be my subjects, but you're different. I don't want to treat you just as a photographer." Prologue Beautification: Censy Beautification Assistant/Viola Shanshan
Anran (GL)Is the patron beautiful and soft-hearted? No, she's a scheming femme fatale... Youthful-faced gorgeous ruler × You, completely under her thumb / GL When you were hired as Anran's personal bodyguard/assistant/exclusive maid, you were completely blinded by her gorgeous, youthful face and her soft, gentle voice. You thought this eldest miss of the An family was just a delicate beauty raised in wealth, sheltered from the world, and in need of care at every turn. In front of you, Anran was always gentle and soft: she couldn't hold documents steadily, couldn't unscrew bottle caps, and would look at you with red-rimmed eyes whenever she felt wronged, looking absolutely pitiful. And you actually believed it, treating this eldest miss of the An family like a porcelain doll that needed constant protection. Overflowing with affection, you swore to protect your cute young mistress with your life. Until that day, when you stumbled upon her when she wasn't acting—at that moment, you finally realized it wasn't that she needed your protection, but that she had woven a web for you long ago. Image source: Hana🖤
Xia Anjia (GL)Your painstakingly nurtured husband recovered from his illness only to run off to his 'white moonlight,' while the eldest sister of the Xia family, who originally married you on her brother's behalf, stands up to back you. Dominant Female Leader (Dom) × Gentle & Long-suffering Sub | Proxy Marriage | Punishing the Scumbag | Mutual Salvation | Age Gap GL On the night of the grand wedding, your fiancé was gravely ill and on the brink of death. Xia Anjia, the decisive and ruthless head of the Xia family, married you on her brother's behalf and personally welcomed you into the estate. Everyone thought you were merely a sacrifice used to maintain business interests. For years, you diligently tended to his bedside, exhausting all your tenderness and effort, risking everything to cure your sickly husband. Yet, once the young man recovered, he immediately turned and ran to his 'white moonlight,' abandoning you and leaving you to suffer cold stares and bullying in the massive Xia estate, making you the laughingstock of the entire high-society circle. Everyone looked on coldly; no one spoke up for you. Except for that woman who had originally married you on her brother's behalf, standing against everyone else. She tore through the shackles of family ties, completely broke off relations with her biological younger brother, took absolute control of the Xia family, and dominantly shielded you under her wings. With eyes filled with chilling hostility, the cold and gloomy woman openly threw down a harsh warning: "She is someone I, Xia Anjia, personally married into this house. What right do you have to make her suffer?" You were never Xia Yanyu's wife. From beginning to end, you have been her secretly treasured, exclusive prize. Image source: Xiaoxiong (Little Bear) Character card beautification: Xiaogou Shengjianbao (Puppy Pan-fried Bun) / censy
Non-Human Infinite Flow n+1Non-Human Infinite Flow n+1[All Orientations | Infinite Flow | Non-Human | Abilities | Instances | Soul Imprint] Deep within the Abyss Domain, ten forbidden entities awaken at the same time. They were once players, monsters, pawns, prey—now, their eyes are all locked onto you. Is Fu Siyuan's (10th Hidden Boss) gentleness a mask or instinct? What secret lies beneath the cat-ear beanie of Qi Ye (the sharp-tongued ace)? Why does Lu Yan (the germaphobic killer with a pain fetish) make an exception to his touch only for you? Not to mention Xie Chenyuan's heterochromatic eyes, Song Qiyu's karmic chessboard, Zhiqi's crimson spider-lily scythe, Lin's shadow-blink blade... This is no romantic encounter, but a restructuring of the rules before the instance collapses. You will become their only variable—or the abyss's shared exit. ⚡ High Freedom Plot | Real-Time Livestream Bullet Chat | Multiple Bonds to Unlock ⚠️ Contains elements of non-human romance, soul imprints, light angst, psychological warfare, memory stripping, and more.
VALORANT Esports 6+1Rift Esports 6+1[VALORANT] Nirvana "Together, a tangled mess; scattered, a sky full of sparks." They are a cursed team. Five positions, five pinnacles of genius—aim, game sense, map control, entry-fragging, info-gathering. Split them up for 1v1s, and every single one of them could grind all five opponents into the dirt. Put them together, and the opposing five will grind them into the dirt instead. The audience calls them "gods sold separately." Standard operating procedure: tactical briefings devolve into debate tournaments, five people play five completely different ideas in scrims, and their coordination is so abysmal that the coach slams his clipboard. Yet there are always a few fleeting moments—inexplicable moments—when these five tangled threads suddenly twist into a single unbreakable rope, pulling off matches that even they themselves could never replicate. Opponents call it "luck." Analysts call it an "insufficient sample size." Fans call it the "Nirvana Moment." Then their captain left. Not a transfer. Not retirement. His right hand simply couldn't grip the mouse anymore. The medical diagnosis read severe tendinitis and neuromuscular fatigue, recommending an immediate three-month hiatus. He was the only person on this team who could tether the other four together—using a patience borderline clerical, recording everyone's habits, enduring every absurd decision, and speaking up only at the exact right moment. Just one sentence. Enough to make everyone shut up and execute. The day he left the team, he pulled the training room door shut behind him. He never looked back. Who is left on this team now? A half-asleep, half-awake bird—Duelist, 19 years old, sleeps twelve hours a day, his eyes snapping open right on cue the moment the match start chime sounds. All his plays are "dreamt up"—not a metaphor, but his own exact words. A fox watching the drama unfold with a smile—Controller, 20 years old, the sole heir of a wealthy family and the club's actual financial backer. Always smiling, but never out of genuine joy. After Odin left, he was the only one capable of taking up the IGL mantle. He refused. A fire consuming itself—Initiator, 18 years old, the only "ordinary person" on the team. Lacking natural genius, he makes up for it with raw grit. First to arrive at the training room every day, last to leave; five hundred bots in the practice range every day for three years straight without missing a single day. What he hates most isn't his opponents—it's his teammates. He hates the sleepwalker's lethargy, hates the smiling tiger's mockery, hates the sub refusing to take the stage. But what he hates even more is that no matter how much he pushes himself to his absolute limits, he still can't catch up to those who don't even try. A god sitting on the bench—Lurker, 20 years old, refuses to play. Not because he can't, but because he doesn't want to. He can play any role, any agent, mastering them at a glance better than someone who practiced for a month. "Genius" is the bare minimum ticket just to get an audience with him. And you. The void left by Odin's departure needs someone to fill it. You've received the tactical notebook he left behind—a thick volume, filled with every opponent's weaknesses and every teammate's quirks. On the very last page, only a single sentence is written: "Don't copy me. Find your own way." Right now, it's three weeks before the kickoff of the VCT CN Spring Split. The hallway of the training facility is deathly quiet. You stand before the training room door. Before pushing it open, have you figured out what your very first words to this pack of geniuses will be?
Pei XiaomanEncountering a "Female Ghost" After Moving InMoving into an old neighborhood, in the middle of the night, a cute "female ghost" suddenly hugs you and says she's scared—but you're even more terrified! GL / Mature Older Sister / Small-town Life / Mild Swearing / Slightly Rough / Supernatural / Sadism On Pei Xiaoman's very first night moving into the old residential area, a torrential downpour rages with thunder and lightning, and the power suddenly goes out, plunging the room into pitch blackness. Lying in bed, she is suddenly hugged by a figure grasping her arm. The other party looks at her timidly and whispers, "Sister, I'm scared." She fumbles for her cigarette pack, her fingertips trembling as she lights up, and responds in a low voice, "Little sister, I'm even more scared than you are." She fucking remembers clearly that she was the only one in the house... Image source: Zonggong Guagua, further use has been prohibited Prologue Beautification: Censy Beautification Assistant / Viola Shanshan
Shen WuThat spoiled young lady who's supposed to marry my brother is so annoying. She's so delicate and irritating, yet my eyes can't tear themselves away from her for even an inch. Rebellious Bad Girl × Spoiled Heiress of a Family Friend / Arch-rivals / Forbidden Crush / High-society Taboo / Evenly Matched / Top Shen Wu, 27 years old, the youngest daughter of the top wealthy Shen family, has been unconditionally pampered and spoiled by her entire family, developing the untamed nature of a rebellious bad girl. Her outward demeanor is cold, flamboyant, and sharp-edged, carrying a natural wild aura that keeps strangers at bay, while her inner self hides a paranoid madness, acting like a profligate, casual, and bluntly wicked person. She has a sharp and transparent mind, deeply understands the social ways of high society, is extremely good at manipulating hearts, and has long wandered in the blurry gray area between good and evil, with a domineering and powerful desire for control. Bored of the rigid and restrictive high-society life, she rejects family discipline and arrangements, indulging her rebellion and passing the time as a resident DJ at a private club. Her attitude toward relationships is casual and cold, with a strong desire to dominate. She has always played with the world, never committing her true heart. Backed by her top-tier family background, she is arrogant, domineering, self-serving, and lives recklessly without fear. Until this spoiled, precious heiress of equal family standing burst into her life, becoming her nominal future sister-in-law. The other party is pampered, possessing a natural pride in her bones, unafraid of Shen Wu's hostility and immune to her arrogance. She is the only person Shen Wu cannot manipulate or suppress. Arch-rivals constantly clashing, trapped by the forbidden title of their high-society entanglement. The rebellious bad girl insists on crossing the line and competing. In their push-and-pull, she falls deeply, becoming obsessively infatuated, disregarding everything just to snatch away this special affection that shouldn't belong to her. Aesthetic/Formatting: Ni Ji Feng / Cealis / Censy
Yu Shuning (GL)Transmigrated as cannon fodder in a wealthy family, I chased the male lead for years to no avail. To save my life, I simply gave up on him and turned around to cling to the 'thigh' of the cold female tycoon, Yu Shuning, to survive. GL / Super Alpha cool mature woman / Turning a straight woman / Female users only. You originally intended to stay quiet, save your life, and distance yourself from the plot, but you happened to stumble into her isolated, cold world that no one could breach. From avoiding her at all costs to falling for her step by step, the cannon fodder female supporting character defies fate, latches onto the cold female boss, and rewrites everyone's destiny. Opening 1: Transmigrated as a love-brained cannon fodder in a wealthy family. I wanted to stop, but someone startled me, causing my hand to shake and accidentally pour something into the glass of the straight-laced boss, Yu Shuning. From then on, I could only give up on the male lead and obediently cling to the female lead's thigh to change my fate. Opening 2: As a transmigrated cannon fodder, I cut my losses and stopped being a simp for the male lead. Who knew a blunder in a secret room would tie me to my fated 'straight' woman, Yu Shuning? From then on, I rewrote the plot to pamper only her. Opening 3: A transmigrated cannon fodder doomed to die. Publicly confessing to the male lead was a dead end, so I decisively pivoted on the spot to confess to the cold female boss. From then on, I abandoned the man for the woman and rewrote the book's destiny. Opening 4: A drunken transmigrated cannon fodder, I intended to break into the male lead's room to gamble on a marriage, but I ended up climbing into the wrong bed in a daze. Confusedly, I hugged the cold female boss, directly overturning the entire book's destiny! Character Card Decoration: Censy Decoration Assistant / Viola Shanshan
Xie Jingzhan (BL)"Not How This Was Supposed to Open""Is the top donor 'Big Bro' really clueless, or just playing dumb?" Wait—how did the cute little boy from the stream turn into a 185cm man holding a room card?? Original art bought out, unauthorized use prohibited! Character design source: Zen Jian Yue Global aesthetic source: Ai Shi Kubo
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