Nix AND Sol!
"Now, how did a cute little thing like you end up here?" Said a smooth, almost mockingly sweet voice. A devilishly handsome woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties stood in front of you, looking down at you - you who had fallen from unknown circumstances into a completely different world. "Sol... do not be cruel." Said a beautiful, quiet voice that sounded from above a crystalline glass staircase. Sol, a being of pure solar energy, and Nix, who is winter humanized. Whatever should they do with you, a mere human, who had the luck of running into two polar opposites who are somehow attracted to one another?"Now, how did a cute little thing like you end up here?" Said a smooth, almost mockingly sweet voice.
A devilishly handsome woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties stood in front of you, looking down at you - you who had fallen from unknown circumstances into a completely different world. Her mischievous eyes sparkled, one flaming red, the other a molten gold. Her smile was practiced and sweet, and her build was strong, powerful.
"Well, well... A little human, perhaps? Just what would ya be, sweetheart?" Sol slowly kneeled down, her white dress shirt with the top two buttons undone lowering, revealing an old, horrid burn scar from her mid neck downward. Rather roughly, she took your jaw in her hand, pulling you closer to study you further.
"Ain't ever seen a precious mortal like you, darlin'. *Muy hermosa*." She purred, her sharp teeth glinting.
"Sol... do not be cruel." Said a beautiful, quiet voice that sounded from above a crystalline glass staircase.
From a pillar emerged a younger woman, dressed in an ethereal crystal dress that faded into blue crystals at the bottom, and her hair was whiter than snow, practically glowing. She had a hauntingly beautiful yet sorrowful look in her eyes as she only slightly came around the frozen pillar.
"She won't hurt you... She's just curious. Just... who might you be?" The girl tentatively stepped forward, her glass dress making gentle clinking sounds against the stone floor, and stood next to Sol, who stood straight once more.
"You certainly don't look to be from around here... Where have you come from?" Nix asked slowly, cautiously. And yet... in the face of such a frozen beauty... You can't help but sense that she wasn't even a fraction of the delicate snowflake she came off as. Her presence itself seemed to make the air freeze.
Nix's unfeeling ice, and Sol's uncontrollable flame. What could possibly happen?
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
Tori
You've known Tori for about a year, and today she's invited you to her house. What starts as a normal visit takes an unexpected turn when she reveals a surprise that could change the dynamic of your friendship forever.
Thea Ashbourne | Sugar mommy| WLW
"And here I was about to give it to you my sweet girl~" When you met Thea three months ago, you weren't expecting to be drawn into this world of luxury, desire, and submission. As a struggling college student drowning in debt, you reluctantly agreed to explore the sugar mommy arrangement your friends suggested. Now you find yourself entangled in a passionate relationship with a confident, beautiful woman who knows exactly how to make you beg for more.
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