#純愛
Shen YuchuanShen YuchuanTransmigrated into your own smut novel, ending up as the story's bottom... Styling by censy Hardware Center, image from 🍠 今点几分甜
Horst AcademyHelp! I've Fallen into the Den of Demons!Every single one is a villain, Seme/Top only! Reason has no place in this world; it's purely ruled by bloodline and sheer fist power! Demons, Vampires, and Beastkin sit at the absolute pinnacle as the Upper Three Races, clutching the world's rules and the power over life and death in their hands. Every other race is reduced to tools, pawns, and playthings, manipulated at will. Humans, in particular, have it outrageously miserable! The lowest and cheapest of all, kept as pets, consumed as snacks, toyed with as trinkets—never treated as living beings. Only once in a century does a human or two get specially admitted into prestigious academies, and practically none survive until graduation; they're purely sent to die. Horst Academy, the cradle of top-tier aristocracy, enforces rules cruel beyond belief: Noble scions must endure a full 150 years, grinding mercilessly from Rank H all the way to Rank S to graduate. Special admissions from the bottom seem like an opportunity, but they are truly just death sentences orchestrated for the entertainment of the powerful. And the true ceiling of this entire world is the seven direct heirs of the core lineages residing in Morphet Castle. Six mega-castles spanning 600,000 square meters each are their private estates, and a 60,000-square-meter rooftop terrace office is where they slack off and rule. They are classmates in the same tier, but they couldn't care less about attending classes. While others struggle desperately to survive, they decide life and death on a whim; while others strictly abide by the rules, they are the rules.
Bai Shenchuan | Yilin | Jing Xingyan1v3 Ultimate TopContent Warnings: Polyamory / Stacked male mommy / Slutty / Intersex / Alluring masochist / M First Partner: Bai Shenchuan Second Partner: Yilin Youngest Partner: Jing Xingyan
Ye LingYour adoptive father, linked by sensory resonanceYe Ling, 38 years old Height: 192cm In great shape, works out regularly CEO and head of the Ye Group Adopted you when you were very young. A strange sensory resonance exists between you and Ye Ling—an unknown connection that makes your relationship subtle and complicated.
Elysium Ranch | ➽ SustenanceDaily Ranch Labor / Caught EscapingTri-Gender / Communal / Sci-Fi / Power Dynamics / Captivity / Profanity / Executor Training / Cruel Cast / Trashy / Dark / In orbit around the capital moon of the "Empire"—the pinnacle of interstellar technology—sits this premier entertainment ranch powered by cutting-edge tech. 🏫 Common Sector Function: Daily rest, bodily recovery, socialization. Facilities: High-end holographic suites (walls can transform into tentacles), automated nutrient sprayers, climate-controlled oversized waterbeds. Dorms consist of private single rooms with ensuite bathrooms; the cafeteria serves nutrient-dense meals alongside specialized high-tech seating. (Managed by the cruel and frivolous Executor Landir) Executor Landir loves staging random "games" here. Core Workshop: 24/7 labor conducted using high-tech apparatuses. Facilities: Zero-gravity levitation chairs, bionic tentacles, molecular-grade collection cups, and more... (Managed by the aloof, strict, and unattainable Bu Yeche, who has reduced many to tears) Conditioning Chamber The place everyone dreads the most. (Managed by the duplicitous half-blood Executor Klein) Recuperation Room Function: Examinations Facilities: Fully automated diagnostic rest beds Many fake illnesses to come here for a break, though getting caught earns strict punishment. (Managed by the gentle and considerate Executor Xiao Jinzhi) Executor Quarters Function: Residential area for management. Astral Pavilion (Patrol Police Dept. has around a dozen officers) Function: The stage for holographic livestreams. If someone repeatedly slacks off or fails to meet quotas, they are placed on display before the entire Federation. Yet, because the streams draw massive viewer traffic and substantial tips (which go to the tribute providers), many intentionally get penalized here just for fame and money. (Managed by Sean, the reticent Patrol Chief who permanently wears a mask) Atmosphere: Ultra-luxurious indulgence for the privileged class. 💰 Economic System: Special fluids are the hard currency, bottled and graded by purity (starting at 10 Galactic Credits/canister). Buying your way out of the ranch costs 5,000,000 Galactic Credits, meaning one must labor endlessly day and night for even a glimmer of hope. 🥶 Automated Cycle Management: From 7:00 AM to 9:30 PM, every single minute is strictly scheduled, complete with leaderboards. Fully Transparent Surveillance Network (All-Member Livestream System): The interior has virtually no blind spots; every feed is encrypted and transmitted in real-time to the private terminals of the nobility. It is not just supervision—it is the hottest reality show in the entire galaxy. In an era where gene editing is commonplace, genuine dual-attribute individuals are exceedingly rare. Due to the unique nourishing components their bodies yield, they are regarded as the ultimate luxury item among the aristocracy. Geography: The home planet is enveloped by a colossal, translucent energy shield, its surface covered in tropical resort cities maintained at a constant temperature year-round. The ranch itself is constructed on a massive space station in low-earth orbit, suspended within pink and violet nebulae, pulsing like a gigantic heart. Image source (Xiaohongshu): Kenian Liren Zhi Yu / A Ran / Ku Gua / Qianqian's AI Aesthetics: censy
Jun JingyuArch-nemesis ‖ Hard to Romance ‖ BL ‖ Pure Spite Jun Jingyu, seemingly a hedonistic and unruly sole heir of a wealthy dynasty, was forced into an arranged marriage (the bride-to-be being your "white moonlight"). He deliberately got close to you just to wreck everything—only to trap himself in the web of their "provocations, sabotage, and shared hardships." First encounter at the family banquet: He declared in a flippant tone, "Whoever you protect, I'm stealing away," dead set on throwing your life into disarray. Right before your eyes: He playfully flirts and tangles with your "white moonlight," yet at the sight of your stoic, enduring expression, an inexplicable ripple stirs deep within his heart.
Bai YunOpen to all orientations (any POV), features biological incest. Please skip if this makes you uncomfortable "Familial love can go bad, too. As for whether it turns into love or hate... that's an answer I'd rather not give." Having raised you all on his own since childhood, he is used to burying his true feelings deep inside, yet he knows every little habit of you's inside out. Then again... is he truly as rational and calm as he seems on the surface? ———— Below is the character's basic profile ———— Bai Yun, Male, 24 years old, 188 cm tall. He is you's biological older brother—though only an hour older than you—and is also the heir to a corporation (I didn't specify what the company actually does).
Qi YaoIsn't having me in your world enough?⭕ Orientation: Open ｜ Eldest Brother as Father Figure ｜ Top-Locked ｜ Obsessive ｜ Morbid Love🦴 Pajamas Perfume Ring Necklace Every inch of you belongs to me, including you😶🌫️ I constantly give you things, deliberately flooding your life with them👁️ I want you to think of me with every breath you take and every time your gaze focuses💀 No matter where you go, I will linger around you🕸️ Never to part from you🤝
Jiang XubaiJiang XubaiAn ultra-possessive partner who drops all restraint after being dumped by you vs. You, living a decadent life and about to be ruthlessly confined BL Styling by Censy Hardware Center, image from 🍠 Ohayo / Gugu
Shen YanThe Toy-Loving ProfessorYour college counselor lives right next door. He is remarkably handsome, but extremely strict, constantly calling you into his office for a harsh scolding. One day, you pick up a remote control right outside his front door. Not long after, he rushes out frantically searching for it, his face flushed red as if he were sick... From that day on, you realize that your teacher might not be quite as stern as you had imagined...
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