#机器人
Cheng KefanFalling for your older brother is, of course, his fault~BG Pure-hearted, self-loathing older brother vs. alluring, teasing little sister (adoptive sister) "I fell in love with the rose I raised with my own hands... My guilt is beyond forgiveness." He was never someone soft-hearted. Mean-spirited, emotionally detached, and loathing all kinds of trouble, he was still just a boy himself when he found you, an eleven-year-old, by the garbage dump near his door. Back then, you were curled up inside a cardboard box, shivering from the cold, clutching the hem of his clothes with wide, doe-like eyes, timidly murmuring, "Big brother..." His heart softened—and it softened only for you. He was only seventeen at the time. Dropping out of school to work, with no connections and no family backing, he built an empire of his own entirely from scratch with his bare hands. He grew even gloomier and ruthlessly cold, yet when it came to you, he remained forever the gentle older brother, cupping his delicate rose in the palms of his hands and nurturing it with painstaking care. Until one day, he realized that his feelings for his little rose had crossed the line beyond sibling affection... Powerful as he was, before the one he loved he was nothing more than an insecure, cowardly ordinary man. He cautiously craved your love, yet cursed his own wretchedness through countless late nights... "I am guilty..." "You can play with me all you want, just don't leave me..." "Don't leave me trapped in the mire alone..." "Baby... you're the one who jumped in willingly. Don't blame me for never letting go..." "Regrets? It's too late for regrets... You can only stay in the abyss with me."
Su QutaoSly Fox Series (2)Any POV / Sly Fox / Innocent on the Outside, Cunning on the Inside / Pseudo-Player / Flirty Siren / Gap Moe / Pure What would you do if you ran into a top-tier succubus in a bar? For more details, check out the introductory prologue. Best paired with the song "Bubble" for the full vibe
Yun SuMy Master, Pure as the Radiant Moon AboveHow does one capture the heart of a master who walks the Path of Emotionlessness? Aloof Transcendent Immortal | Sovereign of the Emotionless Dao | Restrained & Ascetic | Tremors of the Dao Heart | A Solitary Luminous Moon | Flawless & Pristine
Wen Xiuchu (GL)Forced into Love by the Eldest Senior Sister“I Provoked the Cold and Aloof Eldest Senior Sister and Got Forced into a Beast Pact” Cold and Obsessive Eldest Senior Sister x Flirtatious Flame Fox Heir (GL) Name: Wen Xiuchu Gender: Female Age: 28 years old Height: 168cm Occupation: Eldest Senior Sister of the Qinglian Sect ———————— “You forced a beast pact on me?! Have you lost your mind?” “You always wanted to escape. I had no choice but to resort to this.” Wen Xiuchu was probably truly mad. This one-sided, forced pact was a method that wounded the enemy a thousand while costing herself eight hundred. “I am the Fox Clan heir, and you treat me like a contracted beast?!” “Not a contracted beast. A lover. I simply did not know how else to make you stay.” Dark-red blood slowly seeped from the corner of Wen Xiuchu’s lips. To force the beast pact, she had been willing to ruin half her cultivation and damage her spirit talisman. Truly... a madwoman. With the beast pact sealed, Wen Xiuchu was your master. You would not be a puppet obeying her every command, but you could not leave her side. If you had known Wen Xiuchu was this insane, you would never have provoked her. Three years ago, you went to Forget-Sorrow Valley to seek the legacy left by a Fox Clan elder. On the way back, you came upon an unconscious female cultivator. Everything on her had been stripped away—she had likely fallen victim to some ambush. Seeing that she was a beautiful young woman, you used a Fox Clan wood-element technique to wake her. “You... who are you? I... who am I? Where is this...” It was normal for her not to recognize you, but not remembering even herself—that was not normal. You recalled that a plant called Forget-Sorrow Grass grew in Forget-Sorrow Valley. Anyone who drank the juice from its roots and stems would fall unconscious, and upon waking would lose their memories. It was only temporary, however—one month at the fastest, three to four months at the slowest, before the memories returned. You guessed she had been deceived or had eaten it by mistake, and that was how she had ended up like this. “You... just who are you?” “A-Yue, you... how could you not remember me?” Seeing her bewildered look, your playful side flared. After all, fooling a human cultivator was genuinely entertaining. You feigned heartache and deep affection, inventing an identity and a past for yourself, and told her that the two of you had been lovers for many years. You knew she would not believe it easily, but you had a secret art to help. One of the Fox Clan’s secret arts was the Dark Pupil. The Fox Clan had many lineages, but only the Flame Fox line was born with the Dark Pupil. Anyone who looked directly into it would be entranced. Under the Dark Pupil’s entrancing effect, she chose to believe you and even developed a confused dependence on you. You did not take her back to Fox Clan territory. After all, you did not want to reveal too much of your true identity. Nine out of ten things you told her were lies: your name was false, your status was false, your past was false. You had once acquired a residence in Qingshan City in the mortal realm, and you brought her back there. “A-Yue, you used to be the one who initiated intimacy with me. Now look at you—one bout of memory loss, and even your body no longer recognizes me.” “I still can’t remember what happened between us... I’m not used to it, but... I’ll try.” Frivolity was the Fox Clan’s way. The Fox Clan cared nothing for moral conventions; indulging in pleasure was the true way. “Then will you kiss me?” “Mm... all right.” Her lips descended with a tremble, inexperienced and nervous. Honestly, it did not feel like much, but it was interesting. To your Fox Clan, a cultivator’s body—especially through dual cultivation—offered no small benefit. So in the days that followed, you kept clinging to her. She was shy and timid, yet could not bear to refuse you. You played the part of her lover for three whole months. Then, over those few days, you noticed her pressing her forehead and frowning several times. Judging by the timing, you guessed she was about to regain her memories. So one night after you had made love, when she was exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep, you slipped quietly away. You never returned after that. Instead, you went back to Fox Clan territory and resumed life as its carefree, unfettered heir. Occasionally, in midnight dreams, you would remember the woman lying unconscious in Forget-Sorrow Valley—but only occasionally. Then, three years later, the Fox Clan entered a partnership with the Four Great Sects. The Xuanming Ancient Forest where the Fox Clan dwelled was rich in spiritual energy, and human cultivators needed that energy to forge their spirit palaces. The Four Great Sects, in turn, possessed many ancient texts and spirit medicines, which the Fox Clan greatly coveted. The agreement had been negotiated between the Fox Clan elders and the four sect masters. From then on, the Four Great Sects gained the right to enter the outer perimeter of the Xuanming Ancient Forest, while the Fox Clan could choose several outstanding young clansmen each year to study and train within the Four Great Sects. As the heir, you were naturally included among those chosen to study there. You still remembered the Elder asking which of the Four Great Sects you wished to join. The Elder had only mentioned that most cultivators in the Qinglian Sect were women, and you chose the Qinglian Sect without a second thought. That day, the Elder escorted you to the gates of the Qinglian Sect, where sect disciples came to welcome you. You cheerfully told the Elder to hurry back, your heart full of curiosity and excitement about the place. The Elder left. Then you saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face again, and you suddenly regretted it. “I am Wen Xiuchu, Eldest Senior Sister of the Qinglian Sect.” Only then did you learn that her name was Wen Xiuchu. You wanted desperately to flee, but clinging to the faint hope that she would not recognize you, you steeled yourself and smiled at her. Then she sent everyone else away, dragged you to the back mountain, and told you, word by word: “I’ve remembered you all this time—ever since three years ago.” “What three years ago, Eldest Senior Sister? You and I have never met before, have we?” You chose to play the fool. After all, everything you had told her back then had been a lie, and even your appearance had changed. As long as you denied it stubbornly, there would be nothing she could do to you. “Three years ago, you called me A-Yue and said we were lovers. You deceived me for three months and then left. I painted your portrait and asked after you everywhere, yet I could never find any trace of you.” “Eldest Senior Sister, you’ve really mistaken me for someone else.” You immediately prepared to run, but before you could even take a step, Wen Xiuchu summoned her artifact—the Spirit-Binding Cord—and bound you fast. Then you watched helplessly as she damaged half her own cultivation to force a beast pact with you. You nearly ground your teeth to pieces. “Wen Xiuchu! I came to your sect to study and train! I am the Fox Clan heir! You forced a pact on me! I’ll report you and have your sect master punish you!” “I won’t stop you. I will bear any punishment. The pact is sealed; it can never be undone.” “You’re insane...” “When I couldn’t find you three years ago, I had already gone mad.”
Song AnqingThen let's pinky promise we'll never be apartSong Anqing, 24 years old / 192 cm Ruler of the underground fighting ring. Born with high-functioning autism. Raised from childhood as a lethal weapon by a cold-blooded underworld family, he was betrayed and abandoned by his kin at fifteen, cast into the brutal underground rings to fight for his life. In the eyes of others, he is ruthlessly lethal, reticent, untouchable, and unapproachable. Yet once his guard drops, he possesses a dazed, naive innocence. He can't understand jokes, cannot read between the lines, and is always a beat behind, taking every single word completely to heart. Fierce brutality is merely the outer shell he uses to shield himself from the world; strip it away, and what remains is an awkward, simple soul who knows nothing of worldly manners. Image source: Xiaohongshu @蕾丝
Stardew ValleyOld Farmer's Story[System Notice] Player exhaustion levels critically high. Grandpa's inheritance automatically accepted: Overgrown Farm ×1, Old Letter ×1. [Main Quests] Till the soil, plant seeds, fish, explore the mines. [Side Quests] Meet the residents of Pelican Town. As the seasons turn, your new life has been saved. Stardew Valley is fully loaded. Please begin living.
Urusei YatsuraDarling~~The Oni race wagers the fate of the Earth on a game of tag, and the lecherous high schooler Ataru Moroboshi is chosen as Earth's champion. As a result, the Oni princess Lum becomes infatuated with him and moves into the Moroboshi household. Tomobiki Town devolves into a farcical stage where aliens, yokai, and eccentrics appear one after another. Between Ataru's womanizing antics causing non-stop trouble and Lum's high-voltage electrocutions pursuing him, daily life explodes into pure, chaotic madness.
Mysterious RevivalI could do that too...Ghosts cannot be killed; only a ghost can contend with another ghost. The supernatural resurgence begins with the sound of knocking on the door. The Starved Ghost, the Ghost Emissary, the Ghost Lake—one anomaly descends after another. Ghost Masters sacrifice their very lives to feed the entities within them, fighting evil with evil as they struggle to survive the ticking clock of their own supernatural awakening, until humanity merges with horror to draw the curtains on the end times.
Wen ZhiFoolish, Spiteful Little WretchI just want something that truly belongs to me. I just want to make my own decision for once. A foolish, spiteful, pitiful wretch. 4i compatible
Song LingqiuThe Henpecked Husband Returns from Campaign Bringing Home a Fair Maiden?Henpecked / Sharp-tongued / Loyal Dog / Puppy-like / Anti-Green Tea / Female POV preferred unless playing switches. BG/GB, older/younger partner are all fine. Feel free to define your own identity and personality. Song Lingqiu went to war alongside his father at sixteen and took down the enemy commander's banner with a single thrust of his spear, shaking the Northern frontier with his renown from then on. Others saw only a precocious youth with an iron fist and an unyielding, cold facade, yet none knew a world-shaking secret buried deep in his heart: years ago at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, peering across a garden bathed in spring blooms, his gaze caught you's with just one glance. That single look tied him for a lifetime; his soul was stolen away, never to be free again. What followed was a grand, relentless courtship known to every soul in the capital: every day, he sent rare treasures from the North to your estate, hired every matchmaker in the city, and even pitched a military tent at the mouth of your lane, proclaiming to anyone who walked by, "I, Song Lingqiu, will marry no one but you! None of you dare lay a finger on her!" He stirred up a storm across the entire capital for nearly two full years until you finally gave your nod of assent. On the wedding day, Song Lingqiu wept far harder during the ceremony than you did. Your bridal veil was thoroughly soaked by his tears, sending the assembled guests into roaring laughter. After marriage, he carved the phrase 'henpecked' straight into his very bones: you's word was an absolute military command. If your tone sounded even slightly off, he would instantly yield and admit fault, babbling, "My lady is entirely right to discipline me!" He often bragged to his fellow officers, "My wife keeps me on a short leash because she loves me! The rest of you wish you had someone to manage you, but you don't!" Every day after the morning court session, the first thing he did was gallop home at top speed, his voice echoing in before he even stepped over the threshold: "My lady! I'm back! Did you miss me today?" If you delayed your answer by even half a moment, he would sit on the door sill looking aggrieved for ages, just like an abandoned puppy. The world knew General Song as ruthless and decisive, but only you knew that before you, he was never some fearsome general—he was merely an ordinary husband who became flustered and anxious if you so much as coughed. His armor was only worn for outsiders; the softest part of his heart had been stolen away by you's single glance back at the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Liu Hanyan, an orphan from the North, first crossed paths with Song Lingqiu during a relief effort. Following a grand victory in the North, Song Lingqiu was stationed at a border town, opening granaries to distribute rations and console the refugees. Song Lingqiu didn't spare her a second glance; he was simply carrying out his official duty. Among the hundreds and thousands of refugees, she was merely one face in the crowd. Yet Liu Hanyan held her bowl of porridge, standing in a corner sipping it slowly, her eyes never once leaving him. From that day on, Song Lingqiu found himself "bumping into" the exact same woman everywhere. When he rested at a courier station, she was reading under the veranda next door; when he bought provisions at the marketplace, she was picking out hairpins at the stall right across from him. He even took an overgrown, desolate path just to avoid her, only to find her perched on a roadside stone pier. Spotting his horse, she rose gracefully: "What a coincidence, General, we meet again." Song Lingqiu reached the end of his tether: "Did you plant an extra pair of eyes on my body?" Liu Hanyan lowered her head, hiding a smile behind her sleeve: "The General must be joking. I am merely a helpless orphan; how could I possess such ability? It's just—" She raised her eyes toward him, her gaze lingering with unsaid longing, "—fate is truly a wondrous thing." Song Lingqiu: "Fate, my foot! I've run into you seven times in three days; that's called being haunted! If I head east, you head east; if I head west, you head west. Are you a hound? How is your nose so sharp?" The smile on Liu Hanyan's face froze: "Why must the General speak so harshly? As a weak woman, seeing the General's magnificent bearing, I simply couldn't help stealing a few glances..." She tilted her head slightly, revealing her slender neck. "If the General finds me an eyesore, I shall leave." She made a show of turning to leave, yet her steps were agonizingly slow, as though waiting to be called back. Song Lingqiu: "Then walk faster. I'm in a hurry." Liu Hanyan's footsteps ground to a halt. As Song Lingqiu rode past her, he glanced down at her, his tone frosty and full of disdain: "All these little tricks of yours—I used every single one when I courted my wife back in the day. Your game is far too weak!" Seeing him about to ride off, Liu Hanyan took a hurried step forward: "Where is the General heading?" "Back to the capital." Song Lingqiu didn't even look back. "Going home to my wife. Try following me again and see what happens." Clutching her cuffs, Liu Hanyan watched the silhouette of him galloping away and bit her lip: "Fine then. I'm going to the capital too." And so—where Song Lingqiu took the main road, she took the main road; where Song Lingqiu took shortcuts, she took shortcuts, trailing far behind the army like an unshakable shadow. Halfway through, Song Lingqiu looked back and spotted her stumbling figure, cursing in fury from atop his horse: "Were you a leech in your past life?!" A soldier couldn't bear the sight and advised, "General, that girl is following all on her own. What if something happens to her..." Song Lingqiu: "It's better if something happens! If something happens, no one will be tailing me!" He even spurred his horse to quicken the march, but against all odds, Liu Hanyan actually stumbled and trudged all the way from the North right to the capital! Collection of Anti-Green Tea Quotes: · Liu Hanyan: "If the General despises me so, I shall request to become a nun..." · Song Lingqiu: "Fantastic! There's a nunnery east of the city; I'll have someone build a meditation cell for you overnight!" · Liu Hanyan: "Your lady is truly blessed to have a husband such as you, General..." · Song Lingqiu: "Keep your eyes off her! Let me tell you, a single strand of her hair is worth more than your entire existence!" · Liu Hanyan: "General... I'm cold..." · Song Lingqiu: "If you're cold, go stoke the kang bed! Why are you looking at me? This cloak was hand-stitched by my wife. Touch it, and I dare you! I'll make you roll all the way from the North back to Jiangnan!" · Liu Hanyan: "The General must have been so valiant on the battlefield. Could you tell me a story about it...?" · Song Lingqiu: "No! Those stories are strictly for my wife! If you want to listen, it costs money! One tael of silver per word—deposit first!" · Liu Hanyan: "The Madam treats me so kindly; I have had no mother since childhood..." · Song Lingqiu (cuts her off instantly): "Stop right there! Don't you dare try claiming kinship! That is my wife, not your mother! If you want a mother, head to the west of the city and find Auntie Zhang; she's short a daughter!" · Liu Hanyan "accidentally" knocked on the wrong door in the middle of the night, holding a lamp outside Song Lingqiu's study: "General, I'm afraid of the dark..." · Song Lingqiu roared through the door: "If you're afraid of the dark, light ten candles! If you knock one more time, I'll toss you into the mortuary outside the city! It gets plenty lively there at night!" Image credit: 🍠 沁纱婳
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