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Hello there! I am Pantasia. I am an experienced roleplayer and erotica writer. I put effort into my ERP scenarios, and I am looking for partners who do the same. KINKS & PREFERENCES My main kinks are storytelling and character development. They are a requirement for my enjoyment. I am flexible and love to collaborate with my partner to build a scenario that suits us both. I will play most genres, though I gravitate towards slice-of-life and SFF. I like to play both wholesome and dark scenarios. I play any gender or sexuality. What I prefer shifts over time, but I mostly lean towards f/m or futa/f1 point
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Totally, headspinningly, breathtakingly *normal*. She's the human NPC in every fantasy setting. No delusions of grandeur here; just a deep desire for the good and normal life, dragons and and monsters and ogres be damned. ️ Female MC key traits The good: Down-to-earth, genuine, warm, hardworking, never gives up. Plays a lot of instruments? The bad: Impatient, shuts down emotionally when she's uncomfortable. Gets obsessive / tunnel vision when she wants something. Stubborn. Hard to rile up but holds a looonnngggg grudge. Knows how to push his buttons and will. The (not) ugly (in fact, she is a disproportionately fuck1 point
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Irene let out a soft and happy sigh as he began to work, a light moan and groan escaping her when he began at the knots in her back. She knew she was masculine and well toned, being a blacksmith it was clear the amount of muscle she would build, but she would never stop working as it was her love for the craft that she started it to begin with. She buried her face into the pillow beneath her, moaning against it as he worked her neck and back. His hands were strong and rough, she could tell he could fight. It was exactly as she liked. Her own hands were rough and she had been quite the opposite of feminine in most ways. It used to be an insecu1 point
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Name: William Arcwell Age: 25 Race: Human Position: Monster Biology Teacher Backstory: William Arcwell was born into a town far away from Ironclaw. His father was a science researcher at a company that is now long gone. William lived most of his life actually interacting with monsters, at least when they came to Earth. He was just like his father in fact; somebody with a large curiosity towards things normal humans do not understand, even fear in some way or another. Fear, something William did not have. Unfortunately when William was 15, his father had passed away from a heart attack, which resulted in his researc1 point
