After My Cross-Dressing Livestream Went Wrong

[New story, I Thought I Was the Top, is now out. Please add it to your collection. The blurb is at the bottom.]

Blurb:

Socially anxious, introverted cross-dressing streamer bottom x aloof, secretly passionate voice-chat-room streamer top

Wen Rang is socially anxious in real life, but online he's a cross-dressing streamer who has won a huge following with his sweet looks and voice.

To make streaming easier, he decides to share an apartment off campus. On his very first day, he runs into trouble. He has just finished a stream when his neighbor suddenly knocks on his door and snaps, "Ostrich, stop leaving things by my door. Go build your nest somewhere else. My place isn't a dump."

Build a nest?? That was a local specialty he'd brought for his neighbor.

Still, his neighbor has a great voice, about eighty percent similar to the streamer he likes.

Because his neighbor sounds like his idol, Wen Rang doesn't get mad even when he's called an ostrich. He keeps leaving food outside Si Youli's door as usual.

The young master finally loses patience and knocks on his door again. This time, they come face to face. Si Youli frowns at him and murmurs, "You look kind of familiar..."

Wen Rang is so scared he retreats into his shell and doesn't dare come out again. But Si Youli doesn't hesitate to crush his shell and drag him out by force.

One day, just after Wen Rang starts streaming, an account he recognizes all too well enters his room: S.r. For a while, Wen Rang thinks his eyes are playing tricks on him. His voice even trembles as he speaks.

S.r sends him a supercar and leaves with a flourish. Wen Rang is dumbfounded, his brain working on a long delay: My idol came to my stream and sent me a gift?

After the stream, he dives under his covers and crawls around in the dark, banging his head against the wall and crying.

Through the wall, Si Youli looks at a screenshot from the stream. His fingertip strokes the slender waist on his phone screen over and over. "Such a slender waist."

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Si Youli has had a favorite streamer for years. He started following him with an alt account back when he was still an unknown newcomer.

Watching "Please Let Me Pass" rise step by step as his popularity grew, Si Youli felt both happy and a little jealous, as though other people were coveting something that belonged to him.

Every day, he dutifully uses his alt account to send "Please Let Me Pass" gifts, and whenever he can, he tunes in to watch the stream.

By chance, he learns that "Please Let Me Pass" likes the voice-chat-room streamer S.r. And S.r happens to be him. So he indulges himself for once, sends "Please Let Me Pass" a supercar from his main account, and leaves with a flourish.

After tipping him, he deliberately goes to his roommate's door and listens to his delighted squeals, a smile curving his lips.

He even deliberately loses when he plays against "Please Let Me Pass," using the excuse to call him his wife.

And later, he really does become his wife.

--- Advance Release ---

Title: I Thought I Was the Top (Other completed works: After My Childhood Friend and Mortal Enemy Set His Sights on Me, I Was Forced to Become My Aloof Roommate's Wife)

Blurb:

Fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, "delicate" art student top vs. thick-headed, cries-at-the-drop-of-a-hat athlete bottom

Not long after freshman year began, He Cheng met a gorgeous art student. The beauty was taller than him, fairer than him, softer than him, and a hundred times prettier than him.

The beauty also had a pair of hands like works of art, which He Cheng couldn't get out of his mind.

He Cheng feels a little like dying when he thinks about how he met the beauty. They lost the freshman welcome cup, and his accursed tendency to cry uncontrollably took over.

In a panic, He Cheng hid in the art department's teaching building restroom and cried. Li Zhuo happened to find him. Not only did Li Zhuo not look down on him, he gave him a tissue to wipe away his tears. At the time, He Cheng thought that after eighteen years of suffering, Heaven had finally opened its eyes and sent him an angel.

After that, He Cheng and Li Zhuo gradually grew closer. Li Zhuo would sometimes come watch him play basketball and have meals with him.

His roommates always teased him about Li Zhuo, but He Cheng didn't mind, because he and Li Zhuo shared nothing but a pure, revolutionary friendship.

Li Zhuo knew that He Cheng cried uncontrollably, and He Cheng happened to learn Li Zhuo's little secret: he wasn't very capable in that department.

Because Li Zhuo said that he felt a little something when he was with He Cheng, He Cheng often sneaked into Li Zhuo's dorm to sleep with him, claiming it was all in the name of going through fire and water for a friend.

But as time went on, things started to feel a little off. After getting drunk, the delicate beauty pinned him against the wall and kissed him forcefully.

He Cheng was stunned, his thoughts in turmoil, and he stood there like a wooden statue. But he didn't push the beauty away. In the end, he was kissed until he could barely stand, slumping helplessly into the beauty's arms in utter disarray.

He Cheng: This is unbelievable. The beauty is so strong and such a good kisser!!

The beauty's long fingers gently caressed his face as he whispered hotly in his ear, "Baby, you're so cute and beautiful. Will you go out with me?"

He Cheng: "????" Something felt off. Even if they were going out, shouldn't he be the top? Wasn't the beauty supposed to be incapable?

He protested softly, "I... I thought I was the top..."

The result was that the beauty turned him over and over like a pancake, nearly sending him to the grave.

Afterward, He Cheng clutched his waist and looked at Li Zhuo, who was smiling like spring itself. Damn it, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is. You said you were delicate and soft, so why was it as hard as a rock?

Blurb saved on May 8, 2024

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