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Neither gender oriented. Just a vent posts of mine from Tumblr that I posted to quotev and now here. These are vent posts.

A soulful love story, sparkling with wit and beauty, yet imbued with hate and hurt

In a world greatly lacking in energy and resources, cultivators turn to techniques relying on body refining and spiritual attainments. A relatively successful “Cultivator” Li Zhenhai successfully practices an unnamed Buddhist technique designed to separate the soul from the body. His soul was sent spiraling into the omniverse, entering a newborn world. The newborn world mistakenly creates a new body for him, one that fills him with pure ecstasy. In this primordial world, opportunities lurk everywhere. What will our protagonist do?

For more than a decade, she disguised herself as a weakling while preyed on the strong – Qiao Qing had never viewed reputation as an important matter. But people began to take advantage and purposely hurt the ones she cared about. Qiao Qing then decided to stop hiding her real self. An incapable good-for-nothing? Her natural genius IQ can explode your eyeballs! A lowly commoner? Her real identity made her someone who you are not worthy enough to be friends with! A feeble chick? Her skills in ancient martial arts can result in you looking for your teeth all over the ground! A godly student, a godly Go player, a godly night rider, a godly martial artist… as her real identity revealed little by little, all those snobs who once viewed her poorly began to switch sides and attempted to please her. Qiao Qing shut the front door. No guests welcomed. She blocked those who wanted her for their own selfish demands, but she couldn’t stop this one evildoer from approaching her. Just like that, climbing over the walls and entering through the window became Jun Yexuan’s specialty. As the President of the Jun Corporation, he had enough to protect Qiao Qing her entire life. But what bothered him was that Qiao Qing was far too independent and far too capable. Without any of his help, she was able to successfully handle everything. Jun Yexuan became moody – he felt like he wasn’t needed! So, on a random day, a cry for help appeared on Weibo, “What do I do when the wife is too capable? Waiting for immediate responses – it’s urgent.”

Tidak ada yang tau dibalik ceria nya gadis kecil itu terdapat luka yang sangat menyakitkan. Apakah aku bisa bahagia Setelah semua kebohongan terungkap? Dan apakah aku bisa memaafkan mereka orang yang selalu aku aku percaya dan sayangi. - Qiana Lettice Xander - semakin gue tau tentang dia semakin ingin melindunginya. -Ellard Beal Dalbert- sejauh apapun dan selama apapun kebeneran itu disembunyikan suatu saat akan terbuka dengan dengan sendiri nya. Ya seperti pepatah sejauh apapun tupai melopat pasti bakal jatuh juga.

This is a machine translation Description Lin Qingge’s body was pathetically weak, so weak that just taking a few steps would make him gasp for breath. His own family treated him like he didn’t exist. His birth mother died when he was young and his father promptly remarried and knocked his stepmom up. His father didn’t like him, his stepmom looked askance at him and his step siblings coveted his position. Who told him to be the lawful eldest with inheritance rights? When Lin Qingge was eighteen he came out of the closet, creating a huge rift between him and his family. It was all for that guy, Liu Yang. He’d whispered sweet nothings in his ear, saying things like he’d protect him and bs like that. Lin Qingge’s old man blew his top when he found out and promptly disowned him. That didn’t matter to Lin Qingge, he had Liu Yang afterall. He fully believed in that guys words and goodwill. If only he wasn’t so s*upid… Ultimately Liu Yang was like a vampire sucking his wealth dry, leaving a husk behind. After pushing Liu Yang to a high position, Lin Qingge finally collapsed in his apartment. It was a sad sorry sight. Closing his eyes, he knew this was the end of him. Who knew he would wake up instead in a different time and a different place? Eh? What’s this? Well fine! This time I’m gonna hug that brother’s thigh real tight and never let go! Associated Names Q 青歌[重生] Author 戏楼蒹葭 Xilou Jianjia Tags College/University Confident Protagonist Cute Protagonist Devoted Love Interests Handsome Male Lead Love at First Sight Modern Day Past Plays a Big Role Second Chance Sickly Characters Weak Protagonist Wealthy Characters

A three-hundred-year-old Peepal tree stands in the shadow of Delhi's Red Fort, its roots sunk into a grave that was never meant to be disturbed. Its branches are black with vultures that don't migrate, don't scavenge, and don't look away. They watch. They wait. They remember everything. Kabir and Komal think it's just a tree. They are wrong. When the couple buys a suspiciously underpriced bungalow beneath its branches, they unknowingly inherit a three-hundred-year-old debt: the tree is the anchor of a guardian spirit, disturbed decades ago by a previous owner who tried to cut it down and paid with his family's lives. As cold dread escalates into physical illness, Kabir and Komal uncover a sealed chamber beneath the roots — and a sacred stone that must be returned to a remote Himalayan shrine before the spirit collects what it's owed. The price of staying isn't their money, their sanity, or even their lives. It's whatever they love most. They make the journey, pay the cost, and break the cycle — refusing to pass the debt on, as fifteen tenants before them had. But peace doesn't last. Their stone was never the only one. A centuries-old sage once bound nine such spirits to nine sacred stones across the land, and a sorcerer — driven by his own old grief, convinced the gods failed him and power is owed to him instead — has spent thirty years hunting them down, one by one. When he steals back the very stone Kabir and Komal returned, the family is pulled into a war they never asked for. Each stone recovered, lost, or fought over opens a new region, a new family, a new guardian spirit with its own tragedy and its own claim — building outward from one haunted house into a sprawling battlefield of old debts across the country. New characters enter as allies, rivals, and casualties; the sorcerer's own past and motivations deepen even as his methods darken. At the center, Kabir and Komal evolve from frightened homeowners into reluctant guardians themselves, fighting not just to protect their son but to decide who should hold power over the nine stones at all — and what it costs a family to keep choosing, again and again, not to pass their debts onto someone else. The result is a serialized supernatural thriller built to sustain a hundred-episode arc: one grounded mythology (the Kakor, the madaar, the nine Navaratnas), an expanding cast with independent stakes, and a slow-escalating central conflict that always returns to the same question the story opened with — what are you willing to lose to keep what you love?

WSA 2024. a world full of sword and magic. this novel is nothing but the first sip of alcohol. multiple races. beast and monsters. fights. and the awesome main character who goes through it all. when the world is made of energy and vibrations the one who knows how it works. one can remake it on his own.

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?