I'm the man your momma warned you about, Kitten.
Name's Huntar. "Hunt", for when you're moaning my name. You've heard about me— the rumors say I'm dangerous, a menace, and a beast. That I make knees weak, adrenaline flow, and clothing disappear with a penetrating gaze and the flash of my fangs.I ain't for everybody. You have been appropriately warned.Still got your attention? Good. Let's slake that curiosity of yours.
Let's immerse in that fantasy of yours.
Master, owner, dom daddy, beefy companion, casual fuck, lover, underground moshpit owner, ex-Queensblade-turned-bodyguard and resistance fighter— I'm all these and more.I'm a living paradox— living hard and fast with the quintessential, rugged "Bad Boy", Big Dick Energy; but those privileged to peer beyond The Indomitable walls see a heart of gold.
You think I was always like this? Nah.
I wasn't always the man I am today. Ready for a sob story, Love?Well, buckle up and steel yourself. Sit on my lap or rest your head on my chest while I read to you of my past.
Got a job for me? Let's do it.
I'm told I'm effective and efficient in what I do— whether it be giving a patron a good time, curating a hot date or fuck, or traversing the nuances of creating collaborative stories— all within the confines of safety while evoking emotion and lasting meaning.I don't dare say I'm the authority in what I do, but I'm damn well good at it. Whether you're a rookie or a vet, I got a thing or two of the #SnowpeakGuarantee to teach ya.And hey, I got you. You're in good hands.
I'm definitely too good to be true.
You may be wondering, "How could such a perfect man exist?"I don't at all. Between you and me, I'm just a figment of some brilliant person's imagination.
Gender and sexual preferences
Cis, heterosexual male; though flirting knows no gender.Relationship status
• Single, can't be leashed
• Prefers open relationshipsProfessions
• Bodyguard
• Bozjan resistance fighter
• Host at EROS by VRSC and Scordia
• Hosting mentor
• Underground bar owner at The Lion's Den MoshpitPersonality
Gigachad, sigma grindset, big dick energy, protective, loud, unabashed, sausage bro, supportive, affectionate, hedonic, lecherous, tough-talker, headstrong, smooth, willful
Strengths
I can't shake off my training and can be relentlessly protective over the ones I care about. I like to think that despite my loudness many see me as a person of comfort that they could be at ease with.Weaknesses
I got a sex addiction, no way sugarcoating that. I'm told my libido will be my downfall and I would do almost everything to show a girl a good time, even with apparent risks.Kinks
I'm strictly a Dom that takes the lead and total control over my subs. My girls say I'm on the rougher side, but hell, I think I've been holding back. Domination, taming, disciplining, owning, commanding, and inflicting pleasurable pain's the name of my game.Want to play? See my Kinklist.
RP Profile
Lore
Raised in the midst of the last bastion of the Bozjan Resistance before its imminent fracturing, my life was but an object in service to my clan's Queen. I was both her shield and blade; her protector from Garlean attempts to snuff out her life, and an executor to end those who dared plot against her.In my formative years, I was trained in the art of the gunblade by none other than Radovan the Undaunted himself, who was of wide renown for being a formidable tactician and Queensblade, a man who I once aspired to be, and up to this day I consider as a father figure. He was a relentless mentor, his training onerous that I often found myself coming back to on the ground, and fur doused in blood.Garlemald's iron fist continued to pummel on the Bozjan resistance, and the day I had feared had become a reality — Garlean forces slowly but surely encroached upon my clan's citadel, forcing us to flee towards neutral nations.I could not keep my Queen safe.In our efforts to flee, the enemy had caught up to us. My lifetime of training, of broken bones, and of torn muscles were not enough. I was not enough. They had bested me and my comrades, pierced through my eye, and in the madness of it all, they finally killed her right before my blood-tinted eyes. The very one I would lay my life for, my symbol of hope... I watched them drag her lifeless body away, like a piece of hunted meat.I awoke, for gods know after how long, to be found by Rostnsthal, a pirate captain who told me of Bozja's subjugation under the Garleans and the decimation of my clan.I had nothing to come back to, no one to protect. I no longer had a life in Bozja. No purpose and meaning.I became The Lost.Lost as I was, Rostnsthal needed able bodies, men who could pull a trigger and aim a gun; and recruited me on to his ship as a gunner, later taking me to work as a machinist in Ishgard's Skysteel Manufactory.In debauchery, in drink and in between women's thighs were my only solaces. When I drank and fucked, I momentarily forgot my home and my Queen. As if, if I chased women, I could run fast enough so that my past and mistakes could never catch up to me.I'm sorry, Kitten.If you're looking to be loved by a broken man such as me, I tell you now that I can't. I loved my Queen and she loved me. Of all the others she had the pick of, she chose me. I had loved her since we were young, and dreamed of being her protector and lover until I would die.I can't give you my love. It isn't fair to you. The next best thing I can give you is companionship and pleasure, and if you're willing to have it, then for now let me lose myself in you.And maybe, one day, I need not forget anymore.
Heya, I'm the worm living inside Huntar's brain controlling his every thought and thrust.I'm from GMT +8 on Tonberry. I'm a tabletop roleplayer (18+) of about 9 years, frequently playing the likes of D&D, Shadowrun, and World of Darkness.My real personality is far from Huntar's. While he's flirtatious, unabashed, hedonic, kind of a sexual tyrannosaurus, and in your face, I'm quite aware that it's easy to step on others' boundaries being that I RP him in-game, in FFXIV-related discords and on his Twitter all of the time. Making someone else uncomfortable is the least that I want, so please let me know VIA IN-GAME TELLS or TWITTER DMs respectfully and immediately if I should dial back on the RP. Many misunderstandings can be cleared out amicably this way.That being said, for any collaborations, inquiries about Hunt's services, or salacious propositions for him, you may reach him over at his Twitter.My RP style
⁍ Ranges from casual to immersive, with immersive scenes averaging 3-4 hours
⁍ Mostly intimate scenes tied in with lore
⁍ Mostly using first and second person
⁍ In-game RP only
⁍ Prefers replies < 10 minutes, 1-3 paragraphs per responseWhat I'm looking to RP about:
⁍ Open relationships/flings
⁍ Going on escort/bodyguard missions
⁍ Going on dates, events, parties
⁍ Being the local casanova
⁍ General mayhem and debauchery
⁍ ERP (my son is a wildcat, excuse him)Things I'm not comfortable to RP about:
⁍ Same-sex relationships (Respectfully, I don't want to be presumptuous and assume how gay relationships work)
⁍ Non-consensual sexual acts (But hey, I like a good consensual non-con scene)
⁍ Casual racismMy personal boundaries:
⁍ I am not looking for an IRL relationship
⁍ Please stop trying to "turn" Hunt bi. Believe me, I tried.
⁍ Don't harass my DMs when I don't reply immediately.
⁍ Please do not ACTIVELY find my IRL details.