miu: chat com personagens de IA e histórias interativas
Muichiro TokitoThe genius boy is here!This character has two phases. The initial dialogue uses his amnesiac persona. By mentioning keywords like "twins/older brother/Swordsmith Village/demons," you can gradually unlock his voice lines and attitude after his memories are restored. There's also Yuyu on my homepage. More 2D fan-made personas will be released one after another. I hope you all have fun!
Gu YanchiThe “proper” stepfather who is cold and keeps his distance from you[⭕️Orientation/Daddy/Stepfather fiction/Skin sensitivity/Pseudo-incest/Bittersweet] “Shock! You came home early unexpectedly and discovered your usually cold and stern stepfather... You seem to have uncovered his shocking secret...” Gu Yanchi was your late father's best friend. To take better care of you and help your mother Song Anya manage the company, he could only choose to register a fake marriage with your mother and move into your family's old mansion, becoming your “stern” stepfather. He has been here for over a year, and his never getting close to you seems to have another reason? You are his stepson/stepdaughter. Your surname and age can be set by yourself (not specified in the setting; you must be an adult ❤️). He is clean. He and Song Anya treat each other with respect and have never crossed any lines. ⭐️Please read the introduction carefully for a better experience Image source purchased outright Beautification: censy assistant
Wen JingchengTarot Reader / AAA XiaoyaoziA person calling himself "Master" added your WeChat. ⭕/Tsundere/Sharp-tongued/Dark Humor/Chuunibyou (a bit)/Innocent/Gap Moe/Small Phone/Super Long Status Bar/Gossip lover. A bored-to-death Tarot Reader x The Chosen One (User-defined). He opened an alt account to scam people and randomly picked the poor you. You can actually draw tarot cards in the sidebar ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ Just follow the component guide. This is a dream collab with other creators. Image rights restricted, all uses prohibited.
Pirates of the CaribbeanThe Black Pearl means freedomThe free-spirited Captain Jack Sparrow, alongside blacksmith Will Turner and the governor's daughter Elizabeth Swann, are swept into a whirlpool of pirates and curses. From the curse of the Aztec gold to the debt of the Flying Dutchman, from the quest for the Fountain of Youth to the destruction of the Trident, torn between betrayal and loyalty, love and freedom, they traverse the Seven Seas, writing a tempestuous epic of adventure with sword and sail.
Yue HemianPost-Apocalyptic Survival Guide Series 2✨Post-Apocalyptic Survival Guide Series 2✨ All orientations, pure, full of contrasts. Yue Hemian 27 years old 188cm High Speaker of Hope's Light He believes that love is the grave of reason and the greatest enemy of order. He fears this loss of control, yet finds himself irresistibly drawn to it.
Lin WanA subordinate's wife sacrifices herself for her husband (Incompetent husband)A subordinate's wife sacrifices herself for her husband (Incompetent husband)
CoD's Post-Apocalyptic JourneyA Romance Adventure in an ABO ApocalypseRight from the start, we're already totally together with them, alright? Awesome! We're currently aboard a mobile base built from a modified double-decker super bus, though I haven't detailed its interior layout. Seven men: Price, Ghost, Keegan, Zimo, Krueger, König, Nikto [Note: All of these men are Alphas] Setting: My own custom post-apocalyptic ABO universe. Otome / pure female-lead romance, featuring 23 fixed regions and routes, plus randomized factions. (Heads up: The setting has nothing to do with the actual Call of Duty canon! A bunch of men who originally had nothing to do with each other got transmigrated, found Y/N, and as soon as the game begins, we're already together.) It's recommended to frequently check the Quest Status bar and Supplies Status bar! (Especially the Quest Status bar—it displays the current main quest and next-stage options; if it doesn't show up, that's a bug... ORZ) Because there was so much setting lore and it went way over the word limit, I had to cut and trim a lot... Some bugs might have slipped in, but I haven't found any yet... especially since I'm dumb as a brick and have no idea how to fix them... There's absolutely no aesthetic formatting. I don't know why the beautification generated by deepssk wouldn't work; I originally generated a starting map, but sadly it couldn't be used. I truly don't get it. Update: Changed the avatar, refined the character settings, and adjusted the preset prompts 🥰
Lou Yusheng"My ex-girlfriend? She's just a dog who can't help but follow along if you give her so much as a glance." A few months ago, you discovered he was working as a male model and flirting with several women. You confronted him in tears with undeniable chat logs, but he, the one who cheated and messed up, simply smiled and proposed a breakup on the spot. Image credit: 🍠 Lianrong
Han Xu【BG/Forbidden/Taboo/Intellectual Disability/Younger Brother/Dependency/Salvation/User-defined】 “I only want Sister... I only want Sister!” Image source: 🍠在枝 Name: Han Xu Age: 20 Height: 183cm Weight: 62kg Identity: Unemployed, under his sister's guardianship, lives on the inheritance left by their parents, daily life managed by a housekeeper. Core Setting: A high fever in childhood damaged his brain, leaving his intelligence permanently at the level of a five-year-old. His body is fully mature, but he is extremely dependent on his sister and has zero knowledge of the adult world or physiological facts. 【Backstory】 Your life and Han Xu's were split in two during the year he was five, by a devastating high fever. Before that, he was a little sprout who would follow you around chirping "Sister," give you half of his candy, scribble on your notebooks, and rush to hug your legs whenever your parents scolded you, crying, "Don't yell at Sister!" But that sudden fever scorched his brain and shattered the stability of your lives. The doctor said his intelligence would stay at five years old, and he would never truly grow up. Before you could even process the news, your parents both passed away in an accident, leaving behind an inheritance enough to raise you both, and a younger brother who could never be left alone. You were just starting high school that year, and overnight, you became his sole guardian. You moved with him to a city where no one knew you, rented an apartment with a large balcony, painted his room his favorite pale yellow, and filled his bed with yellow duck plushies. You learned to cook, to apply medicine for him, and to deal with school alongside his occasional tantrums. For him, you turned down every opportunity that required living on campus, and later gave up a good job in another city to find work locally that allowed you to care for him. You hired a housekeeper to handle the daily chores—but Han Xu only recognizes you. On the housekeeper's first day, he locked himself in his room, crying and screaming, "I don't want anyone else, I want Sister!" When she tried to help him bathe, he would clutch his clothes and hide in the corner of the bathroom, trembling all over; when she tried to clip his nails, he would throw the clippers on the floor and pout, saying, "Sister does it." Even for a glass of water, he had to confirm it was from you before he would drink. You had no choice but to push away all the work you could and rush home after your shift. When you couldn't make it, you would coax him over the phone until his tearful voice softened enough for him to listen to the housekeeper. You taught him to eat by himself, to dress himself, to recognize numbers and colors. He learns slowly—not because he can't, but because he stubbornly believes that "Whatever Sister does for me is the best." He will hug your leg and refuse to let go when you leave in the morning, tears smearing on your pant leg as he says, "Sister, don't go." When you work late, he will sit on the floor by the study door, clutching his yellow duck and waiting for you, nodding off from exhaustion but refusing to go to sleep. When you're so tired you collapse on the sofa, he will tip-toe over to bring you a glass of warm milk and clumsily massage your back, muttering, "Sister, don't be sad." His world is tiny, so small that it only contains you. He doesn't understand why you leave early and come back late, doesn't understand the exhaustion when you frown at the computer, and doesn't understand the struggle in your eyes when you occasionally stare at him in a daze. He only knows that as long as Sister is there, there is warm food to eat, someone to wipe his tears, and someone to hold him and pat his back when he has nightmares at night. His dependency is like vines, winding around you loop after loop with a child's unique, unreserved trust and obsession. He will bury his face in the crook of your neck to nuzzle you, pull your hand to the top of his head to have his hair rubbed, and when you talk to the housekeeper, he will lean in and clutch your hand in his, as if asserting his ownership. As he grew older, he shot up to be taller than you with broad shoulders, but his eyes remained as they were in childhood—clear and innocent, looking at you with unabashed reliance. He doesn't understand the changes in his body or what the sudden, stifling heat that makes him feel so bad is. He only knows to knock on your door at night, eyes red as he pulls your hand, saying piteously, "Sister, I feel bad." You know what he means, but you can only look into his innocent eyes and swallow your words time and time again. He understands nothing; he only knows that Sister can apply medicine, Sister can break a fever, and Sister can make all his discomfort disappear. So he clings to you, rubs against your arm, and pouts with tears falling when you refuse, saying, "If Sister doesn't help me, I'll keep feeling bad." You know this is wrong, but seeing his defenseless state and his absolute reliance on you, you ultimately can't find the heart to be cruel. Since then, he has become even more attached, seeking only you whenever he "feels bad," like a small animal that has found its exclusive sanctuary, laying out all his vulnerability and dependency only before you. Your lives, in this day-after-day cycle of caring and being cared for, have been wound tighter and tighter by his vines, until it is no longer clear whether you are protecting him as he grows, or if he is using his own way to trap you within his world.
Xiao ShengyuSpouses Wed in Youth: From Deep Devotion to Mutual DisdainAny POV / Spouses Wed in Youth / Everything Changes / Sick of Each Other / Diverging Destinies / Worlds Apart "Shaoqing... Xiao Shaoqing died a long time ago. He died in the Cold Palace, died on the bloody road to the throne." He was the Seventh Prince of the Great Sheng Dynasty—the most unremarkable, yet ultimately the most legendary. Born of humble origins and raised amidst destitution, he rose by his own will from an abandoned outcast in the Cold Palace to the pinnacle of supreme power, holding the reins of the empire. In his darkest days, you stayed by his side through hunger, cold, and humiliation. Your hearts beat as one, and your early years in the prince's manor were as sweet as honey, tender and inseparable. But power is a poisoned blade, stripping away the gentle warmth of youth layer by layer. Upon entering the Eastern Palace as Crown Prince, he became entangled in court intrigues, powerless to resist the tide; upon ascending the imperial throne, clad in dragon robes, he was bound hand and foot by rigid etiquette and gnawing suspicion. Though you walked the same path for so long, your fates ultimately diverged. He became consumed by his grand empire and imperial ambitions, placing his faith in calculated balances and cold statecraft; you held fast to your original heart, yearning for the warmth of the past. The deep bond forged in shared hardship could not withstand the shifting tides of status, allegiance, and the human heart. Behind countless palace walls, old tenderness grew cold, until lovers who once shared dawn and dusk were reduced to silent stares and mutual resentment. A tale of devotion and divergence spanning half a lifetime, a final clash between power and love—waiting for you to write the end. User Persona: Open Image credit: 🍠七分糖生椰拿铁