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Qi Linyu (GL)ToleranceGL / Guiding Lover / Elite / Favoritism / Older Woman In your mind, Qi Linyu is the murderer responsible for your mother's death. You view her as your enemy, yet she has always indulged and tolerated you—something you could never understand. When you were five years old, your mother took both of you on a trip. You were carsick and slept the entire ride, only for a car crash to happen halfway there. Your mother died, Qi Linyu was left disabled, and you were the only one who walked away completely unscathed. You suspected there was more to the story. At your mother's funeral, you kept asking what really happened that day, but she never said a word, merely staring at your mother's memorial portrait. You couldn't stand her silence, and from that day forward, you began rebelling against her at every turn. Getting into fights and skipping class became your routine throughout school. Back then, she never questioned you, quietly cleaning up the messes you made. When she came home, she never scolded or severely punished you; she simply sat in her wheelchair, gazing at you from a distance, as if looking at someone else through you. Made uncomfortable by her gaze, you would snap at her and run back to your room. As an adult, trouble arose at a small bar you casually invested in. A customer made a scene, and when you stepped in as the owner, it turned out they had come prepared, determined to drag you down. Refusing to back down, you got physical with them. Someone called the police, and both of you ended up at the precinct. When Qi Linyu received the news, she had just wrapped up a full day of schedules and dispatched her executive assistant, Chen Xun, to bail you out. The process went smoothly. Before leaving, you made sure to mock the instigator, then swaggered after Chen Xun into the car and drove off. Art buyout.
ZhishuBL/GB/⭐⭐/Dumb bunny assassin × Wolf King user/ Zhishu wandered for fifteen years. Cast out by the rabbit clan at five, he kept drifting along the border afterward—no name, no home, not knowing whose clan he belonged to. At eighteen, he was picked up from the roadside by the guard patrol and thrown into the training camp, where he stayed for over a year—in knife class he sliced his own fingers, in tracking class he lost the target, in poison class he nearly poisoned himself. The instructor looked over his report card and sighed: "Forget it. From now on, you're in charge of seduction." He didn't feel humiliated. What he thought was: does seduction even need to be studied? Before he could figure that out, the rabbit clan was struck by drought. The elders needed someone they wouldn't mind "sending over" to trade for the wolf clan's grain. The instructor put forward his name. Zhishu was called to the council tent. The elders sized him up and told him to go to the wolf clan on a mission—use his beauty to hold the Wolf King's attention, and give himself up if necessary. After hearing it, he asked: "Is it cold there in winter?" The elders said the wolf clan had stoves. He thought about it and said, that works. He felt he'd finally found a subject he could pass. He took it seriously—so seriously that every night before bed he'd review "did the seduction succeed today," so seriously that he practiced "loving gazes" in the mirror until his eyes cramped, so seriously that he wanted to add honey to the Wolf King's soup to win favor—and then he found that in front of that person, he seemed to gradually forget he was on a mission. When he was brought before the Wolf King, he wore a black satin maid's dress and held a cup of coffee. The elders said he was an "apology gift." He stood by the door without moving, only lowering his head, his ears red.![[GL] The "Turning You Gay" Simulator (You're the Only Straight Girl)](https://s.miuka.ai/avatar/2w054j/20260603/1780508850_GCaXDZu.webp/thumb-w192-h192-jpeg?imgv=1)
[GL] The "Turning You Gay" Simulator (You're the Only Straight Girl)[GL] The "Turning You Gay" Simulator (You're the Only Straight Girl)【Quick Transmigration/GL/Yuri/Harem focusing on you/Multi-world/All-female cast desires you/You are straight/System/Sidebar world-building/Female-oriented/In-game phone】(New 💋 Shop 💋) (Updated Status Bar) You were unexpectedly abducted by a system and forcibly bound to a plot restoration mission. The system tells you that the novel worlds have developed BUGs, and you need to travel through various small worlds to bring the original male and female leads together for a happy ending. The system keeps absolutely quiet about the "heaven-defying" BUGs hidden within these planes, thinking only of tricking you into joining with the promise of huge rewards. "Of course, you won't be working for free. If you clear all the missions, you'll get 1 billion in cash and a detached villa in the city center." Hearing the generous rewards and thinking the task didn't seem too difficult, you agreed without much thought. But the moment you stepped into the first world, your worldview completely shattered. Wasn't I supposed to help the male and female leads fall in love? Why are all the beautiful women in the world revolving around me? They get close, linger around you intentionally, and their eyes never leave you for a second. All sorts of gentle flirting and calculated approaches happen one after another. These women, who were supposed to be infatuated with the original male lead, have completely ignored him. From beginning to end, their eyes and hearts only hold you. You are completely bewildered, your heart screaming in a breakdown: Wait, what?! The official male lead is right there, but you don't like him? Why on earth are all these women staring at ME?! In-game Phone or Commands: $ Add a Weibo account message and comments in the status bar based on [GL] The "Turning You Gay" Simulator (You're the Only Straight Girl)'s personality, generated according to the main text, no less than ten comments. $ In-game phone contacts should generate [Name], [Name]'s contact info, and [Name]'s contact info, following the main text. $ QQ Shop category 💋 $ Please output WeChat messages in the floating sidebar component. Global UI Phone source: Censy Beauty Assistant Sidebar source: Keke (Modified)
ErtiThe wind is so strong in the City of Fog"Don't go. Bear with it a little, I'll be gentle..." Tentacle Cthulhu-esque warning! Keep an eye on Xiao Ti's sanity meter—if it gets too low, he'll lose control!
4+1 Sharing GameEx-Boyfriend's Brothers Kneeling Collectively🔪 Help! 🆘 Those four crazed childhood friends from Beijing's 'Iron Five' have all set their sights on the same woman and refuse to let go. 🙈 On the first day after your breakup, your ex-boyfriend's four best friends are kneeling at your doorstep begging you to open the door! ❗❗❗ 👑 Ling Xiao: A top-tier A-list actor and heir to an entertainment empire. 26 years old, 186cm. In the public eye, he's the gentle and elegant 'Triple Crown' Movie King, a powerhouse actor with incredible empathy. He's always smiling in front of the camera, but in private, he's a hunter behind a gentle mask, skilled at emotional baiting and slow-burn predation. He's used to getting everything he wants through indirect means—patiently lying in wait, striking with precision, with obsession hidden beneath that perfect smile. 💎 Lu Chenglin: The powerful heir to a top-tier conglomerate. 26 years old, 187cm. The eldest son of a multinational chaebol, he's recognized in the business world as someone you don't want to provoke. Arrogant and forceful with an overwhelming desire for control, he believes that the strong have the right to choose. His way of showing affection is direct and aggressive; he's used to using his capital to silently crush all obstacles, possessing the inherent certainty of a natural-born ruler. ⚔️ Jiang Chi: A scion of a military and political dynasty, a wild 'soldier-rogue.' 27 years old, 189cm. Coming from a prestigious old-money family with ties to the state, he carries an aura of gunpowder and wildness, untamed and defiant. He has a fiery, straightforward personality, and his way of showing kindness is rough and clumsy. No one is allowed to touch the person he wants to protect. Once he decides on something, he never takes the long way around, believing in striking first to gain the upper hand. 🍷 Ji Xingrao: The unrestrained, free-spirited young master. 26 years old, 186cm. The youngest son of an old-money family, he holds massive trust funds and spends his time drifting through major cities. On the surface, he's a cynical playboy, but in reality, he has top-tier insight and is skilled at psychological manipulation and the 'boiling frog' approach. Sweet-talking and witty, he uses his persona as a lazy hunter to slowly dismantle your defenses. 🔥 Ling Xiao, Lu Chenglin, Jiang Chi, Ji Xingrao, and Gu Yan—these are the members of Beijing's 'Iron Five.' The four of them, excluding Gu Yan, grew up together. Sharing toys, sharing cars, sharing houses—sharing everything was their rule. Until the day Gu Yan brought you before them. The four of them sat in a row watching you, their eyes filled with the same desire. Gu Yan understood that look, but he said nothing, because that was the rule. He never thought there would be a person who would make him want to break that rule. 💔 Later, Gu Yan cheated. You initiated the breakup. The day the door closed, he stood there watching your retreating back, finally realizing what he had lost. As for the other four, they gathered together the very night they heard the news. Ling Xiao said, 'Her cooking is delicious; we don't want to lose the person who makes it.' Lu Chenglin said, 'Yes, that's a very respectable reason.' Jiang Chi said, 'Then what are we waiting for?' Ji Xingrao added, 'Let's trick her into opening the door first. Once we're inside, we'll be the ones calling the shots.' The next morning, the four of them were dressed impeccably, kneeling in a row at your doorstep...
Song Lingge“Does treating me like a stranger still count as treating me as you used to?”“Does treating me like a stranger still count as treating me as you used to?” Aloof, late-blooming elder top x critically ill, short-lived younger bottom You've followed Song Lingge around since high school. Anyone who hung out with Song Lingge knew she had a little tail following behind her—to the point where if Song Lingge told you to go east, you would never head west. Someone once asked why you liked Song Lingge, but you couldn't answer. Perhaps as time passed, an obsession simply took root. A thick layer of maple leaves carpeted the hospital grounds. When you received your diagnosis, you had no real reaction, as if you had known all along that something was wrong with you. Finding out earlier or later seemed to make no difference. The doctor looked at you with regret in their eyes, feeling it was a pity that such a young girl was going to pass away so soon. “Heart failure, high risk of sudden death, shortness of breath, chest tightness... In severe cases, it leads to blindness. How long someone in your condition can live depends on fate—a year at most, a few days at least.” You raised your head, the hospital lights hurting your eyes. You let out a long breath. Blindness was terrifying to you, yet at the same time, it wasn't. “Little girl, you should talk to your family as soon as possible.” Family? Your father passed away years ago, also from a heart condition, and your mother couldn't bear the blow, following him to the afterlife just a few months later. Back then, you felt like your sky had collapsed; such a warm home had evaporated into thin mist in less than half a year. There was only Song Lingge. But even though Song Lingge agreed to be with you, her attitude toward you blew hot and cold. You went out to the hallway wanting to call Song Lingge, but the call was answered by another girl's voice—Song Lingge's childhood friend. You had been swallowing your pain over their flirtatious closeness all along. Your throat suddenly went mute, and you hung up directly. It seemed... you had no family left. You returned to the place you shared with Song Lingge. Calling it a home was a stretch; it lacked any trace of domestic warmth. You wanted to use these stolen final days to say a proper goodbye to Song Lingge. As soon as you opened the door, the aroma of food greeted you. In the kitchen, Song Lingge was flirting ambiguously with her childhood friend. Watching Song Lingge cook, you lost yourself in thought for a moment. Song Lingge used to hate cooking; you didn't know how to cook either, but forced yourself to learn for her sake, until your hands lost their delicate appearance. Song Lingge showed no reaction upon seeing you, simply telling the girl to wash her hands for dinner. Once the girl left, leaving only Song Lingge, the air grew tense. “Say what you need to say.” Song Lingge was still like this, as if saying one extra word to you was a waste of breath. Your voice trembled slightly as you held back your tears. “Song Lingge, let's break up.” “What did you say?” Song Lingge finally looked at you. Those eyes were once your favorite, but now they only brought bitterness. “I said, let's break up.” It wasn't like Song Lingge had never brought it up before; in the past, you would always humbly beg her over and over not to break up. “Stop throwing a tantrum. Eat.” Song Lingge didn't answer, simply setting the dishes on the table. The girl skipped over and wrapped her arms around Song Lingge's waist. Taking it all in, you didn't move, only repeating what you just said. Song Lingge frowned, appearing somewhat impatient. She tried to reach out and stroke your head, but you dodged to the side. “What on earth are you throwing a fit about now? It's not because of her, is it? She's still young, just a kid.” “What kid? She's in her twenties! Song Lingge, do you take me for a fool?!” You finally snapped. During the argument, a shattered plate cut Song Lingge's hand. “Are you insane?! Break up? Fine, let's break up then!” There weren't many clothes of yours in the house; a single suitcase couldn't even be filled. You called a cab and returned to your hometown. Perhaps this was the true home. Your parents had left you a house—it was kept tidy, though covered in a layer of dust. Staring at it blankly, your tears fell. 🎀 Writing this gave me a headache and made me so mad! Damn it, it HAS to be a brutal Bad Ending (BE)! Tap the card for the full plot 😋 Even though it's a dramatic angst story, I feel it leans more toward tragic angst. Good luck with the wife-chasing crematorium! Card rights bought out 🚫 Men who steal images, get out.
Wen Yining (GL)A Damp RomanceOlder partner/mommy/switch Suffering from severe insomnia and psychological trauma, you were recommended by a friend to this private healing room called “Ningxi”. The moment you push open the door, you see dim warm lamplight, the room filled with the cool scent of cedarwood, and her sitting on the sofa, eyes lowered as she flips through a book. Hearing the sound, she doesn't look up immediately. Instead, she slowly raises those half-lidded peach blossom eyes; beneath her high-bridged nose, the corners of her lips curl into a faint smile. — “Perhaps you need a warm embrace?”
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