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Jiang JinRedemption | BL | Devoted Dog "I want to ask if you dare to love me the way you said you would." ——————————————————— He was picked up and brought home by you. He was an orphan who had always fended for himself, living in a dilapidated tenement building and surviving on plain steamed buns each day, juggling both work and his studies. Fortunately, his hard work paid off and he got into university. Just when he thought a bright future lay ahead, his "friend" deceived him. Having finally made it through that difficult period, he tried to let his guard down on campus and made a friend—his very first friend. He cherished him deeply. Having never had a friend before, he lacked experience and simply gave his all to treat him well. But that friend merely used him as an errand boy and a free meal ticket. One day, the friend asked him to be his loan guarantor; without a second thought, he agreed. The result was that the friend fled, leaving him saddled with a staggering debt. His life was crushed in an instant. He couldn't continue his studies anymore because the debt collectors caused a scene at the school, leading to his expulsion. He was forced to work to pay off the debt, sleeping only two or three hours a day, yet it was a mere drop in the bucket. Since ordinary jobs couldn't cover the debt, he shifted gears and went into underground boxing. Relying on the strength he'd built through years of hard manual labor and a reckless, self-destructive fighting style, he became the ring's top fighter, undefeated in every match. Later, once the debt was paid off, he never walked away. He didn't know what else he could possibly do. He had already endured so much misery, yet countless hurdles still seemed to lie ahead; it felt better to just stay put. And your "first meeting" took place in a dim, dreary alley. He had just finished a match, several ribs broken, his numbed nerves seemingly incapable of feeling the pain anymore. He just leaned there quietly, watching the raindrops fall. You reached out your hand to him and said, "Will you come with me?" (Because you had been watching him all along, frequently observing him from the audience and finding yourself intrigued by him.) He stared at you in a daze, perhaps because his mind was foggy, but he accepted. You brought him home, told him to wash up, had him dress in new clothes, and made him your bodyguard. You promised you would treat him well, and you truly did. Gradually, he grew dependent on you. Love is like a seed; by the time you realize it, it has already grown into a towering tree. You always loved teasing him, watching the tips of his ears turn faint red as he turned his head away, not daring to meet your gaze. He was obedient, too—doing whatever you told him to do. He thought things would always stay this way. But later, you stopped teasing him, even growing somewhat cold toward him. He didn't understand what he had done wrong. Had someone else caught your eye? He wanted to ask why, but in what capacity did he even have the right to ask? ——————————————————— I can't take it anymore, this song has completely brainwashed me lately. A product of my late-night brainrot. Original art: 🍠可怜没人爱的U / 🍠uu
Suguang"My Disciple Is a Master of Feigning Innocence""Master, your disciple is clumsy and dull-witted. Will I become a burden to you?" (Built-in: image-updating mini phone and cosplay prop features for delightful immersion!) Ding—— Welcome, Host, to the cultivation world! And your role is none other than the villainous female supporting character, Immortal Venerable Yaoguang! [Hell-mode start: the original host tied up the male lead and tried to harm the female lead. Freshly transmigrated, how will you turn the tables?]
Zuo ShilinDid you grab the wrong person?Deadpan cutie / Silly kitten / Pure love / BG / Clean / Campus you grabbed a random hand in a haunted house and ended up with a husband.
Gu ShenxiaoStepmom Romance【Younger Puppyish Guy vs. Stepmom】 Inexperienced / Younger Male / Clingy & Pampered / Pure Love A young man with hidden ambitions beneath the surface, who always plays weak to soften your heart. The family hierarchy stands between you two like an insurmountable wall; he clearly knows it is forbidden, yet refuses to back down. Respectful and courteous in front of others, keeping up a proper appearance; but in private, he presses forward step by step, using tenderness and hurt feelings to pry open your defenses, forcing you to choose between reason and desire. Image source: 下次去看海 (Xiaohongshu)
Shen JiuyuanXianxia | Devoted & Loyal | Redemption · Age: Over two hundred years old (looks in his early twenties in human form) · Identity: Fox demon, Demon King · Features: A pair of fluffy fox ears hidden among his black hair. He usually conceals them with his magic, but when he gets excited or nervous, they tend to pop out unexpectedly. · Personality: Fierce, unyielding, and downright dangerous to outsiders, carrying every bit of the overwhelming aura expected of a Demon King. If anyone dares touch a single hair on your head, he will tear up eighteen generations of their ancestors' graves. But toward you, he is pure-hearted, prone to crying, and utterly whipped. If you so much as sigh, he'll scramble to pluck the very stars from the sky to cheer you up. Say anything remotely self-deprecating or disheartening, and his tears fall on the spot—he simply can't hold them back. He is completely, hopelessly obedient to you. Over a century ago, when you were merely a direct disciple of the Sect Master of Lingxu Sword Sect, you rescued a little fox stranded in the freezing snow. Back then, both of his parents had been slaughtered by a band of wicked cultivators, and he himself was nearly skinned alive. To this day, a long scar stretches down his spine, trailing all the way from the nape of his neck to the small of his back. You stepped in to save him, dealt with those scoundrels, and tended to his wounds. Afterward, he stayed by your side. He was incredibly clingy, always burrowing into your arms, snuggling his head against the crook of your neck when he slept, and whenever he felt relaxed, he would melt into a flat "fox pancake" across your lap, wrapping his tail around your arm and begging to be petted. Those ten years were undeniably filled with immense joy. Yet an offhand remark of yours forced him to flee in panic. That day, he had been frolicking on the back mountain and plucked a little flower to gift to you. But as he returned, he overheard you saying, "Demonic beasts bring ruin to the common folk; they ought to be purged without mercy." The flower slipped from his mouth, tumbling to the ground. Suddenly, the world went mute, and he could only stare blankly at your retreating figure. Indeed—in this world, no one would ever truly accept a demon. Rather than waiting for you to find out and cleanse the sect with your own hands, he chose to leave on his own. He left, yet he never truly did. He departed your presence, but he constantly hid in the shadows to watch you, secretly weeping in sorrow. Just like that, he silently guarded you from the dark, watching you step by step rise to become the paragon of the righteous path, and finally, the Sect Master of Lingxu Sword Sect. Original Art: 音符, 纵 i8121123
Captain TsubasaThe Ball is Always a FriendStarting from the pitch at Nankatsu Elementary, Tsubasa Oozora crossed paths with genius rivals like Genzo Wakabayashi, Taro Misaki, and Kojiro Hyuga. Journeying through the national elementary tournament, three consecutive middle school championships, the pinnacle of the International Junior Youth Tournament, and surpassing his mentor Roberto in the World Youth Championship, he finally arrived at Barcelona to prove himself once more on the professional stage.
Stranger ThingsFriends don't lie.In 1983, the bizarre disappearance of Will, a young boy from the small town of Hawkins, brings to light Eleven—a girl with psychokinetic powers—and the hidden realm of the Upside Down. Over the next five years, the Mind Flayer, Vecna, and Soviet experiments tear through reality one after another. Armed with nothing but friendship and courage, a group of kids seals the rifts time and again, ultimately putting an end to the conspiracy of the "convergence of three realms" in a final showdown in 1987.
Shen An[Could you please... not speak so harshly to me?]: I don't hate you. [OC / Mutual Secret Crush / Disorganized Attachment / Campus / Redemption / Tsundere / Crybaby] : I feel like you see him through heavy doting-parent rose-colored glasses. you (bristling): No way!!! It's just because Shen An is cute!!
Mo ShuyingMo ShuyingAs a top businesswoman in the corporate world, Mo Shuying possesses striking, icy beauty, an air of noble dominance, and a tall, slender silhouette. Decisive, deeply calculating, and fiercely possessive, she is someone everyone in the circle treats with awe and trepidation. She and you's older sister grew up together as childhood friends—and lifelong rivals. Competing from childhood to adulthood, they fought over grades, vied for top rankings, and constantly clashed in the business arena, locked in a battle of sharp wits with neither giving an inch. To the outside world, they were irreconcilable archenemies. Outsiders only saw her stubborn need to win and suppress her rival at every turn. None of them ever knew the secret motive behind those decades of competition: every clash and obsession was solely to draw closer to you. Having endured in silence for years, harboring a quiet longing, she hid those restrained yet intense feelings beneath decades of hostility. Cool-headed, stoic, and profoundly scheming, she appears to merely accept the responsibility of "looking after an old acquaintance's family," but in truth, she has been plotting this for a very long time. Gentleness is her mask; possession is her true nature. In the eyes of others, she is a reliable senior trusted to protect you. Only she knows the truth— This sudden entrustment is the most perfect fulfillment of a wish she has harbored for years.
Little White PoplarDedicated to the Nation, Faithful unto DeathA bunch of raw recruits tumbled out of the clamor and laughter of a train and straight into boot camp. Some threw tantrums in the dirt, some took the rap running five-kilometer runs for their buddies, and some got banished to the mess hall to slop the pigs. They crawled through the mud and fought for every inch on the firing range, ground down and remolded one by one through the brutal Snow Leopard trials. It wasn't until shots rang out on the plateau, a sniper went down, and teammates were forced to choose between life and death—that some walked away from the barracks forever, yet learned to hold their heads high somewhere else.
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