My Imperial Consort Is a Cat [Interstellar]

[I] Chi Tian's parents knocked him out and tricked him into going to a blind date. Once he came to, he used his ultimate tactic for avoiding blind dates: He turned into a cat and ran away. But fate had other plans. Before he could get far, his blind date picked him up and took him home. [II] When all the attendants had left and only one person and one cat remained in the room, Ao Wei picked up Chi Tian. "Furball, is that you?" Chi Tian smacked him in the face with a paw, protesting inwardly: You've got the wrong cat! Get your dirty hands off me and let me go home! Ao Wei stroked the patch of bare, tender skin where the fur had fallen out. "I wouldn't mistake this mark." It was the mark left by a graze from a beam gun, from the year Ao Wei was six and had been abandoned on desolate Planet X. Furball had stepped in to save him. Ao Wei looked at the kitten struggling desperately in his arms and said, "Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you. I know you can talk." Holy crap, he found out this fast? Then I might as well say something to scare him. "I want to go home. My mom set me up with someone, and she's waiting for me to come back and have kittens!" Ao Wei immediately refused. "Anything but that. Stay here and have kittens for me!" ◆This time, I've found you, and I won't let you go again.◆ [III] From then on, everyone in the imperial palace knew that the crown prince, once so ruthless and imperious, was content to become a cat servant and had fallen for a cat... ○ Bottom, with an obsessive top who alternates between domineering and adorably clueless, VS. a prickly bottom who's half scheming and half tsundere. Chi Tian is the bottom, Ao Wei is the top. The top dotes on the bottom. One-on-one, happy ending. ○ A completed lighthearted romance, queued up next: "My God-Tier Boyfriend Keeps Pestering Me for Updates" Late one night, after his 99th failed attempt to get an update, Mu Xing appeared in front of Zhou Xiang, who was playing on his phone, his face dark. Zhou Xiang wisely put his phone down and smiled ingratiatingly. "You're so mad you want to hit me, but I know you can't bring yourself to." Mu Xing said, "I just feel bad for your readers, always anxiously waiting for updates. If you had even a few chapters saved up, I guarantee you wouldn't be able to get out of bed tomorrow." One evening, after another failed attempt to get an update, Mu Xing finally snapped. He picked up Zhou Xiang, who was sitting at the computer playing games, and tossed him onto the bed. Zhou Xiang stammered, "I haven't written... today's update yet." Mu Xing said, "I've already asked your readers to excuse you. As compensation, I'll write them a spicy bonus chapter tomorrow. They said they're really looking forward to it, and that waiting for my bonus chapter is even more exciting than waiting for your updates." Zhou Xiang: "...Don't they have any conscience?" They sold him out just for some smut?! Mu Xing said, "You've given me extra work for nothing. You'd better think of a way to calm me down." Zhou Xiang obediently lay flat and solemnly shut his mouth. A disciplined, aloof, god-tier writer top VS. a goofy, ingratiating, little-known author bottom My friend's sweet interstellar romance, my friend's interstellar feng shui novel, my friend's sweet showbiz romance, my friend's novel in progress Theme: