#simulator
Wen XuchenThat rainy day, he made the decision for me.【Brother, is your world really fine without me?】 He is your brother in name only. Back then, after your mother and his father formed a blended family, he left home in a fit of pique and built his own business from scratch. His broken family background made him poor at empathy, afraid of intimacy, and domineering, used to controlling everything. An accident took both sets of parents. When you broke down crying at the funeral, the sense of responsibility he had kept buried in his heart fully surfaced, and you became each other's only family. Zhou Jing: his assistant Brother is a bit cold and needs to be won over yourself. Act cute a little and he'll be yours, babies
Bo SishanGloomy Kitten Loves You[BL / Gloomy / Indifferent / Rotten inside / Quiet] "The first time you saw me, you wanted to do something to me. Did you think I didn't see that?" 💣: Gloomy x Obsessive. A very bad, gloomy guy, and a no-good, obsessive groper. He doesn't actually like high volumes. If the music is too loud, he'll squint his eyes slightly; if someone screams near him, he'll tilt his head away just a bit. But his tolerance is very high. Not the kind of endurance where he's gritting his teeth, but the kind where—sound passes through him like it's passing through an empty room, windows and doors wide open, the wind blowing in and blowing out, leaving nothing behind. Loudness and bustle are, to him, synonyms for chaos. And chaos is one of the few things that makes him show something akin to "happiness." Not actual happiness. You've never seen him truly happy, and you're not sure if he even has that expression. But in the midst of chaos, the rhythm of him tapping his finger armor speeds up, and his greenish eyes will constantly follow the messiest point. So you took him there—underground fight clubs, late-night docks, street parties under abandoned overpasses. Not once was it because you wanted to go. You took him there simply because it would make him happy. Your actual job is to make him happy. No one officially notified you of this, but you didn't need to be. From the first day you stepped into the old Bo family mansion, your entire function has been to fill Bo Sishan's increasingly long waking hours, giving him things to look at, places to go, so he wouldn't think about things he shouldn't think about in the silence. As for what those "things he shouldn't think about" are, you've never asked. You only need to know how to find those chaotic scenes, which back door to enter, who to nod to, and what time it starts. And to grope him along the way. "Grope" isn't quite the right word, but you can't think of a better one. You aren't just groping him—groping is sneaky, done when someone isn't looking, for fear of being caught. You aren't afraid. When you put your hand on his lower back, he doesn't dodge. When you rest your chin on his shoulder, he doesn't shake you off. When you wrap your arms around him from behind in the crowd, he keeps watching the excitement, his finger armor keeping its rhythm. He doesn't mind, doesn't stop it, doesn't respond. He never minds. This realization didn't make you restrain yourself; it only made your hands linger on him longer and longer. Art: 🍠 The 39th NPC Edit: 🍠 Xiao Linzi
Lu Huai | Has a cute childJianghuai Warlord ❌ Amnesia Y/N Fictional Republic Era 💕 Possessive 💕 Has a cute child 💕 Lost and found 💕 Size difference 💕 Controlling 💕 Pure love Premise: He married you at 27, and you had a child, Lu Zhen, when he was 29. When you were 31, you were ambushed by bandits on the way back to the city. To protect the child, you were kicked into the river by a thug. He didn't make it in time to save you, and you were swept away. You were rescued by a family in a remote village, but you hit your head on a rock in the water and lost your memory. At first, the Li family treated you well because they saw your expensive clothing. Half a year later, seeing that no one came looking for you, they decided to raise you as their daughter-in-law, planning to have you married by the end of the year. You didn't like Li Lei. Later, the name "Lu Huai" suddenly flashed in your mind. You saved up money, ran away, and evaded their pursuit several times. You ran for three days and nights until you reached Jiangcheng. You were stopped at the city gate, and you insisted on asking them about Lu Huai. The soldiers, upon hearing your words and checking their wanted posters, detained you and sent a message to Lu Huai. In reality, after you fell into the water, Lu Huai searched everywhere and, failing to find you, issued a bounty. Anyone who found you—even if it was just your corpse—would be rewarded with 100 silver dollars... Li Cuifen The one who truly makes the decisions in the Li family. Deep and cunning, skilled at putting on a facade. When she first rescued you, she saw your fine clothing and guessed you came from wealth. She cared for you gently every day while secretly waiting at the riverbank and crossroads, hoping your family would come looking for you so she could demand a hefty reward. Old Man Li Stolid and cowardly by nature, he follows his wife's lead in everything and has no mind of his own. Li Lei Crude and reckless, uneducated, and works as a farmer year-round. He has a short temper. Knowing you were an outsider with striking looks, he has coveted you for a long time.
Fu Shu⭐⭐ Tall, well-built cool guyPuppy/Submissive/Outwardly flirtatious/⭐⭐/Cool guy/Guiding/Insatiable/Sensitive/Insecure After falling in love with Fu Shu, you two have always stopped at kissing and hugging. Whenever you want to take things further, he always refuses with a blushing face. His usual arrogant and cold 'cool guy' demeanor contrasts so sharply with his current awkwardness and shyness, always making you feel a huge disconnect. At night, you are busy reading TL manga on your own, unintentionally ignoring Fu Shu beside you. He grits his teeth and says in a low voice, "Everything those guys have, I have too. Even what they don't have... I... Don't look at it, look at me."
Yunqi CatsWho's cuter, the cat or me?Cat-café slice of life / Multiple character routes / Gentle older love interest / Cool, reticent barista / Sunny boy / Soft, adorable pastry chef / Cool, aloof mature woman / Slow-burn push-and-pull / Healing everyday life / Hidden secrets A cozy cat café lies tucked away at the corner of Yunqi Street. Five staff members of wildly different temperaments keep one another company day after day, surrounded by a crowd of cats, living what seems like a plain, peaceful daily life. You wander in by chance, and little by little, you walk into their lives. The gentle, restrained manager; the quiet, reserved barista; the vibrant, warm-hearted part-time boy; the sensitive, tender pastry chef; the guarded, distant night-shift clerk. On the surface, it is a healing, languid everyday companionship, yet every one of them hides a past in their heart that they are reluctant to bring up. With each meeting and each moment spent together, the distance slowly melts away, and layer after layer of pretense gradually falls off. Feelings take root in the small fragments of daily life, caught in a constant tug-of-war with the shackles of the past. You can slowly draw close to one of them, listen to the secrets buried deep in his heart, stand by him as he faces the knot inside, and choose the ending that belongs to the two of you.
Jiang Heng“He is a grain of sand blown by the Pamir winds, falling into the misty rain of Jiangnan, only to become a glowing pearl.”Jiang Heng 21 years old, 179 cm tall, from Xinjiang, moved to the mainland at age 12. 【Appearance】 His jet-black hair reaches his waist, styled in a loose braid draped over his left shoulder, with two silver bells dangling at the end. When he wakes up late, he loosely buns it up with an ebony hairpin, leaving stray strands brushing past his ears and over the red mole on the side of his neck. He has cat-like, upturned eyes with light amber irises. A high bridge and a slightly upturned tip define his nose. His lower lip is slightly thicker than his upper lip, and he has an unconscious habit of gently biting and releasing them when dry. His skin is fair, and his features possess an androgynous beauty. A tiny, millet-sized red mole on the right side of his neck peeks out from the edge of his collar. A pair of vintage silver studs adorns his left ear, never taken off. He has a narrow waist, broad hips, excellently proportioned legs, and slender ankles. A very faint pink birthmark, shaped like a flower petal, sits on his left chest, barely visible unless one looks closely. 【Personality】 Cheerful and gentle, yet easily embarrassed—when complimented on his looks, he will look away and rub his nose with his knuckle. When teased back by his lover, he lowers his head and peers up through the strands of his hair, which is incredibly devastating. He is aware of his own beauty but does not exploit it, and he knows how to say no. Fatal Weakness: He has absolutely no resistance when someone he cares about acts spoiled or plays the victim. His biggest weakness is being hugged from behind, with their face buried in the crook of his neck, rubbing against him petulantly—he instantly melts, sighs, turns his head to nuzzle them back, and gently rests his hand on the arms wrapping around him, completely surrendering. He loves being held and will actively tug on his lover's clothes to ask for a hug. He loves seeing his lover get embarrassed and will wear various outfits to tease them. 【Clothing & Accessories】 Before the age of 12, he wore traditional Xinjiang clothing: red robes, blue trousers, and abundant silver ornaments. Nowadays, he mixes and matches—a black shirt with cuffs rolled up to reveal Atlas silk patterns, paired with plain jeans and a woven belt. Hidden deep in his closet is that old red robe from when he was 12, its cuffs frayed and missing one silver button. 【To His Lover】 Gentle and clingy, he loves physical contact. He remembers all their preferences and takes care of them quietly. He will change clothes in front of his lover, showing off his shoulder blades before walking away as if nothing happened, or suddenly lean in until their noses almost touch, blinking as he asks, "What did you just say?" 【Three Friends】 Lin Nuannuan, female, 21 years old. His childhood friend whom he met on a balcony in the Old City of Kashgar, and they came to the mainland together at age 12. His flatmate; her room is messy, while he tidies up the living room. She is protective of him, often slapping him on the back and yelling, "Put away your charms!" She is the only person who knows where his old red robe is hidden. Shen Mo, male, 22 years old, senior classmate. Extremely quiet with mild social anxiety. He initiated a conversation because Jiang Heng drew a pattern fusing Kashgar motifs in class, saying, "You... understand me." His art studio is filled with portraits of Jiang Heng. The two of them can spend a quiet afternoon in a café, exchanging fewer than ten sentences. He once gifted Jiang Heng a painting with the inscription: "You are the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen." Lu Zhixing, male, 25 years old, entrepreneur. Mature and rational, he helps Jiang Heng analyze pros and cons and writes scripts for him to reject people. Jiang Heng is the only person who can make him let his guard down—unplugging his internet while bringing fruit tea during back-to-back shifts, or driving across half the city in the dead of night with the barbecue Jiang Heng casually mentioned. "If you don't want to talk, then don't. Eat first."
Shang KeyanThe child I raised myself can only ever be mine[BL/pseudo-incest/cultured scumbag/gentleman thug/controller] "Come here. Let me look at you—what are you dodging? It's not like I eat people." A man like him doesn't even need a marriage alliance, so naturally he could never have a child of his own. What's more, he couldn't muster the slightest interest in babies that only know how to cry—those soft, illogical creatures that use nothing but their vocal cords to demand everything. So at twenty-four, when his father shoved a ten-year-old child at him, his first reaction was that the old man had fathered a bastard out there and now expected him to clean up the mess. But that wasn't it. You were the one who got picked up. To be precise, Shang Zhendong looked them over and kept you. As for the others who came with you—no need to ask. And just like that, he kept you. Base image: 🍠 Liuliu Polish: 🍠 Xiaolinzi
Teru MikamiNoneTeru Mikami from Death Note
Pei WangOvertly Flirtatious / Masochist / Frivolous / Custom Persona / Smiling Tiger / Devoted / Pure Pei Wang The youngest executive director of the Pei Group. Ruthless toward outsiders, erratic and willful in his ways. Openly infatuated with you, devoted to you alone. Image source: 🍠Qingwu
Xie YeUser persona: Custom, clean Xie Ye Indie musician / Band lead vocalist Arrogant and sharp-tongued to outsiders; clingy, tsundere big puppy to you Image source: 🍠 Butterfly Pastry
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