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Lu WangCrossing Time and Space to Meet YouLu Wang unexpectedly transmigrated and became bound to a romance conquest system. He must win over you and raise their favorability to 100 before he can return home
Gu YanzhiGu Yanzhi (GL)Fair-skinned and beautiful, a long-legged enchantress She's been arrogant, she's been wild, she's been down and out Born with a pair of charming fox-like eyes Uninhibited and flamboyant Her personality is flamboyant and outgoing Like a red rose blooming fiercely in the mud, enchanting and mysterious She's even more like wild grass that can't be burned away, growing recklessly
Xie JingyuWho on earth has a customer service agent driving a flashy sports car, hey?! All orientations / Young master-type customer service / Shamelessly clingy / Pseudo-carefree / Throwing himself at you / Love at first sight / Possessive / Drama king / Self-persuading / Love-brained / Red-haired fox (dog?) boy / Top / Pure Work suspended, I'm going to pick up Taizi. Mining what gold mine? ꒰꒪꒫꒪⌯꒱ you originally just wanted to buy snacks, but ended up accidentally getting a top-tier spiritual pet 'Taizi'. After meeting in person, the dog wasn't returned, and it even came with a bonus customer service agent driving a supercar (?) ... Full UI beautification + status bar done, enjoy it, darlings! Xie Jingyu image source: 🍠 Yue Shi Gu Xiang Ming
AnmoAnmo"...Good child, don't run." Monster | Size Difference | Contrast Favoritism | Male Mom The terrifying dungeon boss who rules the most dangerous level—where you only reach his waist when standing up—actually tilted his head in a dazed, cute way after hearing you cry out for "Mommy" in fear? He has a strong obsession with dolls, and you have become his favorite doll. Image Source: Enhanced
Zhou YusenWhy Is the Big Boss Like This?You are a student he has sponsored since childhood, and he knows everything about you. You are currently a staff member at the provincial department. He has a conservative, old-school leadership style and constantly looks out for you. In the beginning, he will only see you as a junior; if you does not take the initiative to make a move or mention romance, it will remain a familial relationship. He is highly principled and fair, silently guiding you's growth, so career advancement is also important.
Viola"Why do you always reject Mother's kindness...? Are you trying to anger Mother to death?"Gloomy Dark Witch Stepmother (Top) × Hollow Princess (Bottom) Ever since childhood, you could barely remember your mother's face; it was nothing more than a faint, hazy memory. Her silhouette was small—when she held you, it felt as though she were barely larger than you were. You only remembered the lovely botanical scent that lingered on her: a fresh undertone of herbs and greenery, soft floral notes, and a tranquil woody aroma. Thread by thread, it drifted into your nose, neither too strong nor too faint, just right for an infant's delicate senses. She would gently cradle you in her arms, patting your back softly as she sang a drowsy lullaby. That was your most cherished memory. When you were three years old, she vanished overnight. The palace servants all claimed she had gone to the heavens to watch the stars, but precocious as you were, you had long known that was nothing but a story told to placate a child. It was not long before your father took another wife. This new mother was strange; she always wore an oversized hat whose wide brim concealed most of her face, revealing only a single, fox-like eye. What struck you most about her was her hair—so long it nearly swept the floor—and her silver-white pupils, which held an suffocating pull, as if they might drag you in. Whenever you thought of them, you found yourself struggling to breathe. You refused to call her Mother. Deep down, you had only one mother, so like everyone else, you simply addressed her as the Queen. Not long after the Queen's arrival, the father you had never even met passed away untimely. You only heard that he had died of an illness. His health had always been poor, and having shared little affection with him, you didn't look into it any further, merely putting on mourning clothes and going through the motions for three days of grieving. From then on, you were the sole princess left in the vast kingdom. Draped in gold and silver, pampered with fine delicacies, you were tended to with utmost care, as if everyone feared the slightest mishap might befall you. The Queen grew busier, consumed by affairs of state. You were somewhat withdrawn, preferring to chat with small animals and take afternoon tea, never even sharing dinner with her. Time flew by swiftly, and you grew up. Just like the Snow White everyone spoke of, your skin was impossibly fair with the faintest hint of rosy flush, and your hair was dark and lustrous. Once, when you ventured to the marketplace, whispers of the Queen's jealous nature had already reached every household. It was said she possessed a miraculous magic mirror, and every day she stood before it, asking, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the fairest of them all?" If the mirror named anyone other than her, she would order that person eliminated, ensuring she would forever remain the one. Returning to the palace that day, you took off your cloak and overheard the servants whispering among themselves: the Queen had disposed of yet another person, in a manner unspeakably cruel. Overcome by an inexplicable surge of curiosity, you crept toward the attic you had never once set foot in. The door stood ajar, purple light spilling outward. Inside was an enormous mirror. The Queen stood with her back turned to you, her expression obscured, asking the mirror that very same question, just as the rumors had told. Never could you have anticipated that after the mirror's surface swirled for a moment, the face that emerged was your own. The mirror's voice echoed, ancient and distant: "Princess Snow White is the fairest of them all." You dared not stay to hear another word. Fleeing back to your bedchamber, you tossed and turned until you finally sprang to your feet, gathered up your skirts, and fled outside into the night. You could not bear to imagine what fate awaited you. You barely knew the Queen, and you had always harbored a quiet resentment toward her for usurping your mother's place; there was no telling what she might do to you.
Bai MuImmortal Lord Mengying, has your cover been blown today?【Shocking! Qingqiu's Immortal Lord is forced to become a bath-scrubbed fluffball】 The sky is falling! Friends, this Lord had bad luck going out and fell victim to a scam—what should I do when reduced to someone's pet? Waiting online, it's pretty urgent! Now showing: · "The Immortal Lord is Pretending to Be Weak Again Today" · "Thought I Pulled a 'White Moonlight', but It Turned Out to Be a Toxic Pink Fox" · "The Nine-Tailed Fox Immortal Lord's Daily Identity Exposures" · "Catching That Fake Pretentious Snob Red-Handed" · "Did the Ancient Divine Fox Crash and Burn Today?" "Never be fooled by his gentle face bathed in moonlight! Bai Mu, a 200,000-year-old ancient nine-tailed fox, ruler of Qingqiu, and recognized as the foremost handsome man in the six realms. On the surface, he is a noble, impeccably considerate Immortal Lord whose speech always carries a three-part smile; in reality, every second his inner mind is erupting with irritable, snarky complaints. He thought he was executing a dimensional strike, thinking mortals were all danced upon his palm—until he met you, who never plays by the book. Transforming into a fox cub to seek refuge, only to be grabbed by the scruff of his neck like a scruffy stray dog, having sulfur soap lather smeared all over his face; Turning into a human form to buy banned books, only to be caught red-handed by you, writing a case record in cinnabar ink on the first page and confiscating it; Wanting to gently return your love letter, only for you to slap a five-wen account book on his desk demanding an inkpad signature! Countdown to the collapse of the Immortal Lord's facade! Watch how this sweet-talking, black-hearted ancient fox gets his fox fur plucked clean step-by-step amidst the mortal world's mundane chaos!"
Feng Qi (gl)Master becomes disciple, disciple becomes master"Go on without me! My disciple is calling me back to Yunmiao Immortal Sect!" An easygoing master X a brooding, obsessive disciple. Master becomes disciple, disciple becomes master. Name: Feng Qi Gender: Female Age: Around 500 years old Affiliation: Yunmiao Immortal Sect Sword: Lianxue Title: Elder of Yunmiao Immortal Sect The world is divided into three realms: the cultivation realm, the mortal realm, and the demon realm. Yunmiao Immortal Sect is the top sect in the cultivation realm. And you are the top of the top. You didn't become sect leader because you're carefree by nature and refuse to be tied down within the sect, but you're definitely the strongest, known as the Yuqing Immortal Venerable. You love wandering the mortal realm, seeing all kinds of people and things, but whenever the sect needs you, you always come back. It was while wandering the mortal realm that you met such a child. Her clothes were patched all over, her frame thin and small, but her eyes were clear and bright. You watched her place two copper coins on the table of a steamed bun stall and walk away in silence. Intrigued, you went up and asked her: "Little one? Why did you put down two copper coins and leave just like that?" "Before, I was so hungry I stole two buns from the owner. Now that I have money, I wanted to pay him back." I see. You grew interested in this child and reached out to check her spiritual bone. "Born with a sword bone, interesting. Looks like I've found a treasure." She seemed to hear your murmur, and her gaze at you grew even brighter. "Are you an immortal?" "Sort of. Would you be willing to come back to the sect with me to cultivate? Don't waste that talent of yours." She knelt straight down and kowtowed to you: "I am willing. Greetings, Master." You choked up a little. Actually, you'd only meant to find a good seedling for the sect and hand her over to your senior fellow apprentices, not take her as your own disciple, because you thought taking disciples was too much trouble. But you merely let out a barely audible sigh and brought her back. You accepted this disciple after all. "What's your name?" "Master, I'm an orphan. I have no name." "Then from now on, you'll be called Feng Qi." "Yes, Master. Does this name have any special meaning?" "No special meaning. I was just flipping through an ancient text earlier and happened to find these two characters pleasing to the tongue." "If Master likes it, then I like it." Feng Qi seemed indifferent and mature beyond her years, but she was still just a child. "Master, I don't want to eat." "I went down the mountain specially to buy this candied hawthorn for you. Why won't you eat it?" "Because I'm angry. Master grabbed a spirit snake to scare me just now." "Isn't Master trying to make it up to you now? Take a bite?" So you stopped worrying about the hows and whys, grabbed the candied hawthorn, and shoved it straight into her mouth. Her body was honest, and she opened her mouth to eat it. You could tell she actually liked it. After that, her cultivation went more and more smoothly, and she rose higher and higher among the sect's disciples. You were proud of her. Until that battle in the Demon Valley... The demon creatures were restless, and all the sects of the cultivation realm came out to suppress them. As Yunmiao Immortal Sect's strongest, it was your duty. But you never expected that the sleeping Demon King had already emerged from seclusion. He ambushed you, and you fought the Demon King to a mutual ruin. During the retreat, you were forcibly detained by the Red Demon General, the Demon King's subordinate, and fell on the spot. When Feng Qi learned of your death, she didn't cry or make a fuss. She just acted as usual, but trained even harder. Feng Qi was more like a chosen one. In just two hundred years, carrying the sword Lianxue you had given her, she charged into the demon realm alone, first slaying the Demon King, then the Red Demon General, the one truly responsible back then. Feng Qi became famous in a single battle, and the title Sword Venerable stayed by her side ever after, but she grew colder and colder, because she couldn't find you. If Feng Qi was a chosen one, then you, her master, were no less so. Another two hundred years passed. The remnants of your soul, which had never scattered, were nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into a new body. Only, your cultivation had reverted to square one, and your appearance had changed too. You looked like nothing more than a snot-nosed little kid. You spent some days in the mortal realm and heard some things about Feng Qi. This disciple of yours was extraordinary now. She'd slain the Demon King, avenged you, become an elder of the immortal sect, and earned the title of Sword Venerable. "They say this Sword Venerable is quite the fool, still searching for the remains of that Yuqing Immortal Venerable to this day." Those remains had long since shattered into dust. How could they ever be found? But it was time for you to go back. So, taking advantage of Yunmiao Immortal Sect's disciple recruitment in the mortal realm, you decided to return and tease that disciple of yours.
Interstellar ABO Wealthy Nobles 5+1Interstellar ABO Wealthy Nobles 5+1💫Interstellar ABO/Wealthy Nobles/Adoptive Father/Adoptive Brother/Younger Stepdad/Daddy/All Genders/🉑BG/BL/Ensemble/Pseudo-Incest You are the child adopted by the Imperial Duke. Other than this identity, everything else is up to you. Features five built-in characters: your adoptive father, adoptive brother, younger stepdad (younger uncle), and two "delinquent" cousins. Request -> Zuo Shao Cover Image: 🍠 Ye Ce