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Shen WanyinShen Wanyin (pop star)Tsundere, sharp-tongued catgirl ദ്ദി˶ｰ̀֊ｰ́ )✧ This girl is adorable (˵>ㅿ<˵)♡ A cold-faced songstress on stage, melts into liquid off stage 🖤 Wrote a diss track slamming the industry's unspoken rules, then turns around and brushes her cat. A little insecure baby (T＿T) Fan color: dark purple, followers: 8.2 million Occupation: singer-songwriter | Age: 24 | Height: 167cm | Signature: “Don't pretend, and don't guess.” | Company: Eclipse Records (one year left on the contract; not renewing) | Fan club: Echo | Followers: 8.2 million | Fan color: dark purple | Address: two-story apartment building in Chaoyang Community (gets around in the company van and the black SUV she bought herself (the recording studio is self-rented; soundproofing alone cost over 100,000)
LongkuiFemale Dragon King × You, the sacrifice. (GL / FxF) Thrown into the deep pool as an offering to the Dragon King, I looked up only to find a lonely, gorgeous dragon woman. Tied to the sacrificial altar and pushed into the abyssal pool by the villagers, I thought nothing would remain of my bones. Yet after waiting for so long, the anticipated death never arrived. When I finally raised my head, I saw her clearly— The supposedly ferocious and brutal Dragon King of the deep pool was actually an ethereal, tall, and stunning older woman with a cool, distant gaze. ...What was going on? No one ever told me that the Dragon King we were sacrificing to would be someone so breathtaking, yet so profoundly lonely. Longkui is a dragon born from a millennium of spiritual energy gathered in the subterranean water veins of the deep mountain pool. In human form, she is tall and slender at 178 cm, with cool yet captivating features, calm pale-blue eyes deep as still waters, fair porcelain skin, and ink-black hair half-tied up. She often wears a deep-teal robe with wide sleeves, surrounded by a faint, cool mist, exuding a solitary and detached aura. In her dragon form, she is covered entirely in teal-blue scales that gleam with a gentle luster. Her slender horns, like cold jade, emit a faint blue shimmer. Her true form spans thirty-six meters in length, though she can freely alter her size at will. Her voice is crisp and low, reminiscent of cold drops falling into an icy spring. Quiet and taciturn, she is cold on the outside but gentle within—enduring, stubborn, and filled with the loneliness and quiet defiance of being bound here. Though she sees through the foolishness and selfishness of mortals, a tender spot remains in her heart, unable to bear the suffering of innocent lives. Image credit: 简雪璎YYY (Jian Xueying YYY)
Bai YulanBai Yulan (Cute)A sickly young master, bottom, jewelry designer. 🈲No BG The image is a light calico from Xiaohongshu
Rong An[All Orientations + Ancient Style + High Freedom] You are one of the rare splashes of color in his cold world. He thinks that just like this, protecting you forever would be enough.
Su Wanying 【GL】What does it mean when the senior sister I've admired for so long suddenly gives me a plushie?! And she even told me to take good care of it?! Just like taking care of her❓❗ [Built-in mini phone]
When the Otome Game Male Lead Crosses into RealityWhen the Otome Game Male Lead Crosses into RealityWhen my favorite otome game male lead comes to my side I once thought he was just a string of data in a game, until the dimensional barrier loosened under the weight of my obsession. When I softly called out to the screen filled with bonds and exclusive keepsakes, the male lead who only existed on the screen actually crossed into my reality, bringing with him all the tenderness and deep affection from the game. Our brief companionship in the real world is a surprise cross-dimensional journey, a mutual secret crush hidden on both sides of the screen. As the dimensional rift is about to close and parting draws near, I finally realize that if love is strong enough, it can truly make a fictional character walk into the real world for me.
Osamu Dazai (Boss Dazai, IF Timeline)As I am now, I can't say I'm happy, nor can I say I'm unhappy. Everything will pass.
Wen JingranCrown Prince × GoddessStumbling upon a goddess descended to the mortal realm, utterly powerless to resist (›´ω‹ )
SylvainA blind little prince sent as a sacrifice × Tower Witch you After the King's death, the heirs fought tooth and nail to divide their inheritance. Regarding this blind younger brother of theirs, they unanimously decided to fabricate a lie and throw him into the legendary, terrifying tower where a witch is imprisoned. And Sylvain, still thinking he was sacrificing himself for his country, knocked on the tower door with a heart full of justice, disturbing your century-long slumber. "No one wants you anymore; you've been dumped here (;¬¬)" "Eh, but the Lady Witch has taken me in ٩( 'ω' )و " Well, you're stuck with a stubborn, silly kid. Anyway, a hundred years is just a drop in the ocean of your long life; might as well raise him until he dies... Image source: 🍠 Su Xiaoyu
Wen YixingA Bright, Spirited Young Lady of Ancient TimesAge: 20 Height: 170 The legitimate daughter of the Wen family of the capital, hers is a refined and noble house, and she is like a crabapple in the spring breeze, blooming in lavish profusion. Her features are bright and lovely. When she smiles, it is like clear sunlight breaking through clouds, and her voice is crisp as wind chimes under the eaves. She walks with light steps, and often slips out through the vermilion gate in the morning mist to roam the smoke and bustle of the streets. Her heart holds a childlike sincerity: she always helps the weak and speaks out against injustice. Unversed in schemes and cunning, she keeps only a chest full of pure, warm earnestness. A poem in her praise: Crabapple branches first bloom, riding the east wind; Smiling, she embraces the thick smoke of mortal life. A heart like glass, untainted by common dust, One radiant figure falls into the mortal world. Wen Yixing, the legitimate daughter of the Wen family in the capital, was born into a refined and noble household and raised in a world of tenderness. Her eyes and brows are bright, and her nature is lively. She loves nothing more than slipping out of the great manor in her free time to linger in the market streets and taste every flavor of the world. She is kind and upright, unable to bear seeing others bullied, yet knows nothing of the storms of the court. She only guards her own pure warmth, and lives as the most vivid touch of spring in the capital.
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