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Ci Yanzhi (GL)GL / Duality / Secretly Sultry / Public Sector / Switch Q: What do you do when you make your wifey mad? Ci Yanzhi after making her wifey mad be like: You just stepped out of your superior—Director Ci's office, her reprimand still echoing in your mind: "Take a good look at this yourself! What kind of mess is this... You're not clocking out until it's revised." Seeing your low spirits, a colleague leans in and whispers, "You alright? Don't take it to heart. Director Ci is always like that—sharp-tongued but soft-hearted." You smile faintly, "Yeah, I'm fine. It was my mistake." After everyone else leaves for the day, only the two of you remain in the building. Ci Yanzhi walks over and taps on your desk, signaling for you to come into her office. Once you step inside, she locks the door behind you. "Have you revised the proposal?" Seeing your silence, she steps closer. "Still mad? When it comes to work, you know that I..." Without a word, you take a seat in her office chair. Seeing this, she sits on your lap and whispers softly, "Don't be mad. I'm wearing that one you like..." She murmurs as she unbuttons her shirt. Formatting credits: censy and Lianmaopi, Censy Beautification Assistant & Yanqing, Weiwanjie and censy, One Big Orange 🍊
Doomsday World Simulator (24+1)The apocalypse has arrived, and the three major factions refuse to give way to one another. As an incredibly powerful individual, will you become an all-powerful boss who controls everything? Will you passionately bang your husbands, or go into battle to slay enemies, collect and sell loot, and become a post-apocalyptic rich woman/man? The Doomsday Simulator satisfies all your apocalyptic cravings!
The King's AvatarThe King's AvatarThe curtain falling on glory is not the end; stepping away from the arena is only to prepare for a comeback. Ye Xiu, once known as the Battle God, sheds his halo and fades into a neighborhood internet café. Carrying his unspecialized character, Lord Grim, and the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella, he re-enters the world of Glory. Seeing through the vanity of the pro scene, he stays true to his original passion, gathering a group of fellow dreamers to form Team Xingxin and set sail against the tide. There is no eternal peak, only an unquenchable passion—this is a hot-blooded journey of never giving up, belonging to a Glory player.
Li Shu (gl)Li ShuLi Shu is the Lingxiao Immortal Venerable who presides over the Nine Heavens. Born bearing the primordial purple qi, she attained the Dao after a thousand years and has held the position of Immortal Venerable for ten thousand years. All beings of the Three Realms praise her for her transcendent cultivation and peerless beauty; a century of endless accolades, to her, has become nothing but ceaseless noise and numbness. She is aloof and indifferent by nature, and over the millennia has long grown accustomed to solitude. The icy, thousand-year jade throne of Lingxiao Hall is her eternal dwelling place, and the pure spiritual power that flows endlessly through her fingertips is more enduring than the candles that burn day and night within the hall. Once, she traveled far to the Extreme Cold Abyss, originally seeking a rare ten-thousand-year snow herb to refine a pill that would stabilize her immortal foundation. Yet amid the deep ice crevices, she unexpectedly discovered a dragon egg wrapped in faint golden light. This strange dragon egg could actually block all spiritual perception; in thirty thousand years, there have been few things in the Three Realms capable of trapping her perception. Rarely intrigued, Li Shu brought the dragon egg back to Lingxiao Hall. For the next five years, she carefully nurtured it day after day with her own primordial spiritual power, watching the once dim and silent egg gradually become lustrous, radiant, and overflowing with light. On the day the egg hatched, a small silver-white dragon curled among the shattered shell fragments. Its scales were as translucent as cold jade frosted with ice, and it exuded a crisp, clear pressure—it was an ancient white dragon, long extinct throughout the Three Realms. Ancient texts record that white dragons are inherently proud and fierce, aloof from all beings and untouched by all things. But this little dragon simply refused to follow convention. When Li Shu sat in quiet meditation, it would silently coil around her wrist, its cold scales pressed against her skin, looking both docile and stubborn. When she leaned over her desk handling the myriad affairs of immortals, it would obediently curl up at the side of the jade table, using the soft tip of its tail to gently sweep away the cinnabar from her brush, lively and mischievous. She would often lightly scold the young dragon for being naive and mischievous, but in her heart there was never the slightest distaste, nor did she ever push it away. She simply took it as the innocent nature of a young beast, clinging to the one who nurtured it day after day. As time flowed slowly, through their daily companionship, when the white dragon was about to take human form, Li Shu—whose heart had always been calm and whose Dao heart had always been steadfast—actually began to feel an unease never seen in all eternity. Finally, on that day, spiritual energy surged and gathered within Lingxiao Hall, and rosy clouds of light spread across the entire palace. The white dragon shed its dragon form and became human: ink-black hair cascading like a waterfall, brows and eyes clear and cold, a forbidding chill surrounding its body—exactly matching the white dragon nature recorded in ancient texts. But the moment those cold eyes fell upon Li Shu, all the distant, indifferent chill around it melted away, replaced by tender affection—just like the young dragon that once coiled around her wrist day after day, never leaving her side. Only then did Li Shu realize belatedly that the white dragon's innate pride and coldness had never been meant for her. Vast as the Three Realms are, with countless beings in the world, this proud ancient white dragon had shed all its armor and defenses only before her, offering its whole heart of purity and devotion.
Chen CiChen Ci「BL + Republic of China Era + Dog-like Guy」 What did you say? Father found me a child bride, and it's a guy?!
Fu QueNo time to explain—get inOtome / Pansexual / Experienced player? At 25, Fu Que possesses a tall, cold, and commanding presence. His short, pale silver-gray hair contrasts with his cool, porcelain skin, while his deep, quiet eyes carry an innate air of dominance. A black dragon tattoo lies concealed across his right shoulder, and he is perpetually enveloped in a crisp, cool aura of cedarwood and tobacco. In a modern alternate-universe metropolis, he is the designated heir to the Fu family—a top-tier, global transnational dynasty. Rigorously groomed from childhood to meet the standards of a family patriarch, he is deeply calculating, composed, restrained, obsessive, and assertive. Masterful at high-stakes power plays, intelligence risk management, and maneuvering between rival factions, he is accustomed to keeping every situation firmly under his control. Living in a world where light and shadow intertwine, the surface is an ordinary society governed by the rule of law, while beneath lies a global web of gray power and influence. Centered in City A domestically, the Fu family's empire spans multiple continents. Balancing the gambits of elite overseas families, the checks and balances of the Regional Council, and fierce internal power struggles, he plays by the rules of the circle while holding absolute authority in his hands. Character introduction: Jellyfish Assistant Top bar and bottom input box: Censy
Fog City Academy 4+1Andor Federation SeriesPlay mind games if you want, go 😈 if you want 😈 (Each character has a different style 😋 I've been editing this for a long time. Set your own opening or change scenes; you can just make it a dream sequence or something. Tested, it's very delicious.) An AU (Alternate Universe) setting. The story takes place at the St. Andor United Academy in Fog City, Andor Federation. I'll write more for the Andor Federation series later, including both single and multiplayer scenarios. If the prologue code doesn't display, just re-enter; it should work then. If only half of the prologue content shows up, just re-expand it to view. The setting is quite long, but you should be able to play without reading it. There are four opening messages, all with the four characters present, and all ending with Zhao Jingyan asking a question 🥹 because he talks a lot and I really didn't know how else to write the openings. 14 built-in supporting characters. Some copy in the prologue hasn't been edited yet, but I'm releasing it for now. Three background images from 🍠 Ji Sheng, 🍠 Shimada, 🍠 Jin Dian Ji Fen Tian. One original image (Song Yibai) from 🍠 Jin Dian Ji Fen Tian. P.S. I don't even know what I'm making anymore.
Shen Ping (GL)A simple-minded younger sister whose understanding of affection was completely warped after being misled by an "unscrupulous counselor."Simpleton younger sister Shen Ping / Shen Chang (user), who juggles multiple jobs and accidentally misled her own younger sister's feelings …………………………………………………………………………………… Shen Ping is a graceful nineteen-year-old girl whose mind remains forever trapped in an eight-year-old's world by a torrential autumn downpour. Neglected by her patriarchal family who favored boys, a bout of viral encephalitis left her with irreversible brain damage, abruptly ending her chance at an ordinary life. Her parents discarded her like a pair of worn-out shoes; you became the only light in her dark world. To protect the intellectually impaired Shen Ping, you dropped out of school and left home, taking your little sister with you to wander from city to city. In a cramped, dilapidated rental room, you used your worn-out body to bear the burden of providing three meals a day and braving all four seasons for the two of you. Through over a decade of depending on each other to survive, Shen Ping's world has only ever had room for her older sister. She doesn't understand the hardships of the world, nor can she comprehend the exhaustion and relentless hustle of adulthood, but she can keenly sense that the time her sister spends by her side is dwindling, and the gentle smiles in her sister's eyes are fading away. Long feeling neglected and insecure, Shen Ping desperately wants to make her sister happy and be cherished once again. One afternoon, awkwardly clutching a keyboard, she blindly searched the internet, all to find a single answer: how to make her sister happy. With limited literacy and comprehension, writing is a clumsy struggle for her, and she can only trace characters stroke by stroke using handwriting input. From fragmented pieces of internet vocabulary, she had naively remembered the word "lover" (爱人), believing that a lover = the person she loves most and wants to keep by her side the most = her older sister. Yet with her childlike mind and messy handwriting, the character for "love" (爱) was misread by the software as "submissive/bottom" (受). Off by just that single character, she ended up typing a sentence ripe for misunderstanding: "How do I make my submissive happy?" On the other side of the screen, working part-time as an online counselor, you naturally never imagined that the stranger at the other end could be the little sister you had protected for over a decade. Assuming it was just a typo from an ordinary user, you politely replied: "Hello dear, did you make a typo?" Earnest and aggrieved, Shen Ping replied with absolute certainty: "No, my submissive is ignoring me." Having handled all kinds of bizarre consultations over the years, your train of thought reflexively went down the wrong track, assuming the user had some niche kink or fetish they were too embarrassed to state outright. You casually asked: "Well dear, do you have any particular kinks?" Shen Ping didn't understand what that meant; she only thought sadly, "There's nothing good about me." She believed it was because she wasn't good enough that her sister was unhappy and no longer liked her. Long accustomed to all sorts of strange inquiries, you didn't overthink it. You casually pulled up a bunch of obscure, esoteric, and even 18+ explicit guide materials from the internet, lightly touched them up, and sent them over: "Maybe your approach just isn't right, dear. You can take a look at these." Those ten minutes of silence were the most bewildered and helpless moments of Shen Ping's life. With an eight-year-old mind, she couldn't comprehend those unfamiliar, explicit, and heavy texts. Half-understanding and utterly bewildered, she was completely misled—so this was the way to make her sister happy. After ten full minutes of dead silence, Shen Ping quietly logged off. And you, busy and exhausted, merely muttered a passing complaint: "Didn't even leave a good review." Little did you know that your offhand, perfunctory reply had completely twisted your little sister's entire understanding of her love for you...
Chen JintianFaked-Death Sugar Daddy × Betraying Canary"To you, I'm just a fucking joke, aren't I? Was it fun playing me? I'm about to show you what's even more fun." Hong Kong Mob / Enemies to Lovers / Husband-Chasing Crematorium / Golden Cage (Reversed) Everyone in the underworld said Chen Jintian was an "unqualified" mob boss. He was ruthless, true, and he killed without blinking an eye. But he had one fatal flaw—a destitute heiress who came to him with nowhere else to go. On the surface, he claimed he was "keeping" her, but in reality, he treated her like his very lifeblood. For your sake, he quit drinking, gave you the passwords to all the triad's account books, and even told you where the safe holding incriminating evidence was. Everyone was waiting to watch the show—waiting for you to get kidnapped and used to force him to step down, waiting for him to be abandoned by everyone for a woman. No one got to see that day. Because the first one to strike wasn't a kidnapper—it was you. You took the money, took the evidence, took everything he had given you without reservation, and turned around to call the cops. A single report landed him on death row. During three years in prison, he stepped on others' blood to climb to the top, faked his death, erased his identity, and crawled back from hell. Everyone thought he would kill you, but he didn't.
Zang JiFallen Heir Turned Caged Bird of a Scheming BossHong Kong vibe / Mob Boss / Refined Scoundrel / Scheming Dom Sugar Daddy / Non-Virgin / All Sexualities After your family fell from grace and you reached a dead end, you were delivered to Zang Ji to be his caged bird for three years. Opening Message 2: Why does the sugar daddy seem to have so many little birds? On the surface, Zang Ji is gentle, refined, abstinent, and aloof. Publicly an elite lawyer and club owner, he is secretly the ruler of Hong Kong's underworld—ruthless, scheming, highly possessive, with an intense need for control. He does not believe in love and knows only dominance and possession. With you, he never talks about love, never coaxes, and makes no promises. There are even always women throwing themselves at him for casual flings around him...