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Santuary of Sinz
Meteorite
- Joined
- Feb 10, 2024
Oh, You Found Me~
Literate/Novel Writer with a penchant for playing as Female/Fu/Femme Fetales, or Masculine Females.
I enjoy Pairings of different varieties~
F x F
FU x F
FU x Fem-B
If you've noticed, I tend to play as Females, and pander more towards playing as a Futa. I can be asked to play as a Male, though I will represent them as more Feminine/gender Fluid.
As for my Preference for Role, I am a Switch, leaning to Dominant/Domme. But I am not against the idea of playing as a Submissive for stories.
I enjoy Pairings of different varieties~
F x F
FU x F
FU x Fem-B
If you've noticed, I tend to play as Females, and pander more towards playing as a Futa. I can be asked to play as a Male, though I will represent them as more Feminine/gender Fluid.
As for my Preference for Role, I am a Switch, leaning to Dominant/Domme. But I am not against the idea of playing as a Submissive for stories.
Under Construction. Please be patient. Thank you!
Please note, All characters in any roleplays WILL be of age requirement.
That means NO UNDERAGED INDIVIDUALS.
If you try to pitch this to me, It's an immediate "NO"
I want to abide by the rules, not break them.
Original Ideas/OC x OC:
Thriller, Suspense, Romance, Smut.
Ratio
Story: 60/ Smut 40
YC's Role (Collector/Artist/Lady Of the House)
An antique shop has sprung up in out of nowhere between a few buildings, looking rather orderly, if not, worn down by time. Whether it be by curiosity, or an unnatural pull, YC decides to peek around. After all, what could be the mark of looking about in a new place? As you begin to peruse the establishment, encouraged by the store owner, you come across a rather unique Marionette. Small and nearly seamless hoops settle at major points of the Marionettes body where the strings are meant to be passed through, giving her the movement and grace that she was designed for.
It's skin is as fine a material as any you've ever seen, even almost feeling warm to the touch, carrying only the finest of flaws to be appreciated at a closer angle.
The hair is full of detail and quality, and glosses over your fingers with a silken texture. Even bringing up a few strands to the light, the shades were almost human-like.
The figure is appreciative, full hips, a fair chest, long legs, with subtle dips of tone muscle. As if someone had crafted her with the body of a Ballet Dancer with undertones of strength
The face is beautiful, ageless and inspiring, lashes long, down to the full lips, the soft cheek bones, and the slightest dimples at the corners of her mouth.
Yet the only thing you can't see are the eyes.. They seem closed, unable to be opened. And there was an unnatural sadness painted on the face of the piece
The store clerk has stated this piece has been here for a few years, always trading hands, but never finding a true home. Those that have brought her home have found a deep appreciation of her, and almost seemed unnerved after setting her up with the strings. She almost seemed to spring to life, and was brought back to this very shop that she was purchased from. Perplexed that anyone would return such a piece, you offer to take her home, as she would make a fantastic addition to your home for whatever your reason to purchase her. The clerk warns that the Marionette be properly put away, as she tends to have odd quirks at night, and can scare people within the first week. And that if you decide to return her, you will need to make sure she isn't damaged in any way to have your money's worth reimbursed.
A simple task...
Finding the perfect area to put the Marionette, you tend to your duties, yet you still cant manage to bring the eyes to open. You figured that once you know how to properly set her up and let the strings guide her body, she may open her eyes, and decide to call it a night, allowing yourself to relax after a long day.
The deepest green, a vibrant everlasting forest, edged with the colors of fall and a warm hearth. Curiosity, fear, and excitement blossom within the depths of her pupils as she looks down at you.
Three words leave her lips, a velvet voice, a hushed whisper
"... Am I home?"
And three words leave her lips
Ratio
Story: 60/ Smut 40
YC's Role (Collector/Artist/Lady Of the House)
An antique shop has sprung up in out of nowhere between a few buildings, looking rather orderly, if not, worn down by time. Whether it be by curiosity, or an unnatural pull, YC decides to peek around. After all, what could be the mark of looking about in a new place? As you begin to peruse the establishment, encouraged by the store owner, you come across a rather unique Marionette. Small and nearly seamless hoops settle at major points of the Marionettes body where the strings are meant to be passed through, giving her the movement and grace that she was designed for.
It's skin is as fine a material as any you've ever seen, even almost feeling warm to the touch, carrying only the finest of flaws to be appreciated at a closer angle.
The hair is full of detail and quality, and glosses over your fingers with a silken texture. Even bringing up a few strands to the light, the shades were almost human-like.
The figure is appreciative, full hips, a fair chest, long legs, with subtle dips of tone muscle. As if someone had crafted her with the body of a Ballet Dancer with undertones of strength
The face is beautiful, ageless and inspiring, lashes long, down to the full lips, the soft cheek bones, and the slightest dimples at the corners of her mouth.
Yet the only thing you can't see are the eyes.. They seem closed, unable to be opened. And there was an unnatural sadness painted on the face of the piece
The store clerk has stated this piece has been here for a few years, always trading hands, but never finding a true home. Those that have brought her home have found a deep appreciation of her, and almost seemed unnerved after setting her up with the strings. She almost seemed to spring to life, and was brought back to this very shop that she was purchased from. Perplexed that anyone would return such a piece, you offer to take her home, as she would make a fantastic addition to your home for whatever your reason to purchase her. The clerk warns that the Marionette be properly put away, as she tends to have odd quirks at night, and can scare people within the first week. And that if you decide to return her, you will need to make sure she isn't damaged in any way to have your money's worth reimbursed.
A simple task...
Finding the perfect area to put the Marionette, you tend to your duties, yet you still cant manage to bring the eyes to open. You figured that once you know how to properly set her up and let the strings guide her body, she may open her eyes, and decide to call it a night, allowing yourself to relax after a long day.
The deepest green, a vibrant everlasting forest, edged with the colors of fall and a warm hearth. Curiosity, fear, and excitement blossom within the depths of her pupils as she looks down at you.
Three words leave her lips, a velvet voice, a hushed whisper
"... Am I home?"
And three words leave her lips
Fandoms:
Every Fandom-Verse can have OC or Canon)
Baldurs Gate 3
Castlevania
Devil May Cry
Final Fantasy (7-10)
My Hero Academia (SITE AGE REQUIREMENT, NO EXCEPTIONS!!!)