Kata Cantori
@crowsruletreviso.bsky.social
The Cantori Diamond is the home I will never forget.
She/her pronouns, 24 years old
I am fine with nsfw/lewd rps
No minors 🔞
Op is @artdoeslittle.bsky.social
She/her pronouns, 24 years old
I am fine with nsfw/lewd rps
No minors 🔞
Op is @artdoeslittle.bsky.social
Coming back from the opera house, her mind was running wild, too much just happened. She went there to support her lovely Ivy. Her beautiful voice and her face was the cover of the opera. Yet here she was now pacing and biting her lip. Gone, kidnapped. Disappeared. Only a wrestle to show a sign.
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March 1, 2025 at 5:38 AM
Coming back from the opera house, her mind was running wild, too much just happened. She went there to support her lovely Ivy. Her beautiful voice and her face was the cover of the opera. Yet here she was now pacing and biting her lip. Gone, kidnapped. Disappeared. Only a wrestle to show a sign.
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I… don’t know about that.
February 25, 2025 at 10:21 PM
I… don’t know about that.
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👀hey friends!
I have finally started up Crow Discord(tm) because I wanted to have all of the info in one place and it was getting hard to keep everyone on the same page
if you enjoy hot assassins or roleplay a hot assassin, you are formally invited 💜
discord.gg/8DyE7RmzTd
I have finally started up Crow Discord(tm) because I wanted to have all of the info in one place and it was getting hard to keep everyone on the same page
if you enjoy hot assassins or roleplay a hot assassin, you are formally invited 💜
discord.gg/8DyE7RmzTd
Join the House of Crows Discord Server!
Check out the House of Crows community on Discord - hang out with 7 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.
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February 20, 2025 at 11:05 PM
👀hey friends!
I have finally started up Crow Discord(tm) because I wanted to have all of the info in one place and it was getting hard to keep everyone on the same page
if you enjoy hot assassins or roleplay a hot assassin, you are formally invited 💜
discord.gg/8DyE7RmzTd
I have finally started up Crow Discord(tm) because I wanted to have all of the info in one place and it was getting hard to keep everyone on the same page
if you enjoy hot assassins or roleplay a hot assassin, you are formally invited 💜
discord.gg/8DyE7RmzTd
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February 20, 2025 at 4:40 AM
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More art of Kata
This is my favorite piece of her so far
This is my favorite piece of her so far
February 10, 2025 at 1:44 AM
More art of Kata
This is my favorite piece of her so far
This is my favorite piece of her so far
*She makes a mental note of the sweets he likes.*
February 9, 2025 at 5:29 PM
*She makes a mental note of the sweets he likes.*
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Hi guys, I’m sorry to ask any of you for money but times are hard for my family. Even sharing is helping. Thank you so much.
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February 8, 2025 at 3:40 PM
Hi guys, I’m sorry to ask any of you for money but times are hard for my family. Even sharing is helping. Thank you so much.
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Days off never truly happened. Sometimes though, sometimes the right hand of Teia Cantori got lucky.
Here she was, a break for lunch, feeding a calico cat and smiling. She was in an alley as she let the cat play with her fingers.
"Be careful, kitty, this leather will keep your marks." She cooed.
Here she was, a break for lunch, feeding a calico cat and smiling. She was in an alley as she let the cat play with her fingers.
"Be careful, kitty, this leather will keep your marks." She cooed.
February 6, 2025 at 2:59 AM
Days off never truly happened. Sometimes though, sometimes the right hand of Teia Cantori got lucky.
Here she was, a break for lunch, feeding a calico cat and smiling. She was in an alley as she let the cat play with her fingers.
"Be careful, kitty, this leather will keep your marks." She cooed.
Here she was, a break for lunch, feeding a calico cat and smiling. She was in an alley as she let the cat play with her fingers.
"Be careful, kitty, this leather will keep your marks." She cooed.
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opening up 2 slots for February! will quote this when closed.
💗 1-3 week turnaround
💗 payment over Paypal; half upfront, rest when finished
💗 contact via dm here or on discord (@cryptid) ❣️
💗 1-3 week turnaround
💗 payment over Paypal; half upfront, rest when finished
💗 contact via dm here or on discord (@cryptid) ❣️
February 5, 2025 at 3:31 AM
opening up 2 slots for February! will quote this when closed.
💗 1-3 week turnaround
💗 payment over Paypal; half upfront, rest when finished
💗 contact via dm here or on discord (@cryptid) ❣️
💗 1-3 week turnaround
💗 payment over Paypal; half upfront, rest when finished
💗 contact via dm here or on discord (@cryptid) ❣️
I would never dare embarrass your name, *small smile.*
You might stab me…
You might stab me…
Agree. I just hope they know better than to embarrass house Cantori.
February 2, 2025 at 1:24 AM
I would never dare embarrass your name, *small smile.*
You might stab me…
You might stab me…
Illario.
Aah, good evening, yes? If I so happen to wake to the world on fire tomorrow I will say that it is most definitely -not- my fault~!
#darp
#darp
January 26, 2025 at 8:57 PM
Illario.
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𝙏𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙤, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙 — 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜
Illario leaned leisurely upon the dark oak kitchen counter, basking lazily in the sunlight while nursing a coffee he held in his right hand.
"Ah~. Good morning. You are well, yes?"
Illario leaned leisurely upon the dark oak kitchen counter, basking lazily in the sunlight while nursing a coffee he held in his right hand.
"Ah~. Good morning. You are well, yes?"
January 23, 2025 at 4:53 PM
𝙏𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙤, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙 — 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜
Illario leaned leisurely upon the dark oak kitchen counter, basking lazily in the sunlight while nursing a coffee he held in his right hand.
"Ah~. Good morning. You are well, yes?"
Illario leaned leisurely upon the dark oak kitchen counter, basking lazily in the sunlight while nursing a coffee he held in his right hand.
"Ah~. Good morning. You are well, yes?"
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January 22, 2025 at 4:42 AM
She spent so long deciding and getting a gift. It couldn’t compare to what Illario got her. She was able to get some help from Teia though.
Looking down at the gift, she breathed in, hoping he would like them. She thought they fit him well. Holding the small jewelry box. She knocked on his door +
Looking down at the gift, she breathed in, hoping he would like them. She thought they fit him well. Holding the small jewelry box. She knocked on his door +
January 22, 2025 at 1:13 AM
She spent so long deciding and getting a gift. It couldn’t compare to what Illario got her. She was able to get some help from Teia though.
Looking down at the gift, she breathed in, hoping he would like them. She thought they fit him well. Holding the small jewelry box. She knocked on his door +
Looking down at the gift, she breathed in, hoping he would like them. She thought they fit him well. Holding the small jewelry box. She knocked on his door +
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A messenger crow departs Villa Dellamorte in the early morning, bearing an anklet scroll and a light wooden box.
It arrives intact to one Salvador Arainai, carried the rest of the way by a grim-faced servant who should not have looked in that box.
It was, after all, full of severed tongues.
It arrives intact to one Salvador Arainai, carried the rest of the way by a grim-faced servant who should not have looked in that box.
It was, after all, full of severed tongues.
January 18, 2025 at 6:07 PM
A messenger crow departs Villa Dellamorte in the early morning, bearing an anklet scroll and a light wooden box.
It arrives intact to one Salvador Arainai, carried the rest of the way by a grim-faced servant who should not have looked in that box.
It was, after all, full of severed tongues.
It arrives intact to one Salvador Arainai, carried the rest of the way by a grim-faced servant who should not have looked in that box.
It was, after all, full of severed tongues.
Good morn— *Silent stare, turn around and walk back to her room.*
January 18, 2025 at 2:42 PM
Good morn— *Silent stare, turn around and walk back to her room.*
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a whole new weight of responsibilities.
[I Want. You. To Put. The Pen Down. And. Kiss Me.]
Abruptly he chokes, nearly spitting his drink; he jerks his head back, tightly gripping the cup as his head swivels in Spite's direction.
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[I Want. You. To Put. The Pen Down. And. Kiss Me.]
Abruptly he chokes, nearly spitting his drink; he jerks his head back, tightly gripping the cup as his head swivels in Spite's direction.
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January 17, 2025 at 7:37 PM
a whole new weight of responsibilities.
[I Want. You. To Put. The Pen Down. And. Kiss Me.]
Abruptly he chokes, nearly spitting his drink; he jerks his head back, tightly gripping the cup as his head swivels in Spite's direction.
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[I Want. You. To Put. The Pen Down. And. Kiss Me.]
Abruptly he chokes, nearly spitting his drink; he jerks his head back, tightly gripping the cup as his head swivels in Spite's direction.
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You did ask for it, Ivy.
January 17, 2025 at 6:27 PM
You did ask for it, Ivy.
I hate to disappoint you, Fifth Talon. However…
January 17, 2025 at 1:34 AM
I hate to disappoint you, Fifth Talon. However…
“Miss Cantori is scary, Miss Cantori is scary!”
Have you met her? She is a little gossip.
Have you met her? She is a little gossip.
January 17, 2025 at 12:24 AM
“Miss Cantori is scary, Miss Cantori is scary!”
Have you met her? She is a little gossip.
Have you met her? She is a little gossip.
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Lucanis, bend your demon over a basin and be done with this.
January 16, 2025 at 5:05 AM
Lucanis, bend your demon over a basin and be done with this.
"I believe I shall be turning in for the night.
Eventual days so far. Try not to blow anything up."
She gives a small bow as a farewell for the evening.
#darp
Eventual days so far. Try not to blow anything up."
She gives a small bow as a farewell for the evening.
#darp
January 15, 2025 at 4:36 AM
"I believe I shall be turning in for the night.
Eventual days so far. Try not to blow anything up."
She gives a small bow as a farewell for the evening.
#darp
Eventual days so far. Try not to blow anything up."
She gives a small bow as a farewell for the evening.
#darp
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Envy let her withdraw.
He wanted her to run. He -liked- it when they ran.
With both hands free, he could commit his full attention to the fade-fire that flickered against his hands. The phosphorescent fire swelled suddenly as he curled his claws inward, igniting as if flame to wick,
He wanted her to run. He -liked- it when they ran.
With both hands free, he could commit his full attention to the fade-fire that flickered against his hands. The phosphorescent fire swelled suddenly as he curled his claws inward, igniting as if flame to wick,
January 13, 2025 at 5:09 AM
Envy let her withdraw.
He wanted her to run. He -liked- it when they ran.
With both hands free, he could commit his full attention to the fade-fire that flickered against his hands. The phosphorescent fire swelled suddenly as he curled his claws inward, igniting as if flame to wick,
He wanted her to run. He -liked- it when they ran.
With both hands free, he could commit his full attention to the fade-fire that flickered against his hands. The phosphorescent fire swelled suddenly as he curled his claws inward, igniting as if flame to wick,
Just one night, one night— it should be fine. Yet here she was in her own bedroom. Just one poor person. One poor used to be slave. One creature. Did she even deserve to be called a person.
A day off, one day to relax. Yet— she couldn’t. She was here in her underwear. Scars everywhere. Chains +
A day off, one day to relax. Yet— she couldn’t. She was here in her underwear. Scars everywhere. Chains +
January 12, 2025 at 10:26 PM
Just one night, one night— it should be fine. Yet here she was in her own bedroom. Just one poor person. One poor used to be slave. One creature. Did she even deserve to be called a person.
A day off, one day to relax. Yet— she couldn’t. She was here in her underwear. Scars everywhere. Chains +
A day off, one day to relax. Yet— she couldn’t. She was here in her underwear. Scars everywhere. Chains +
*small scowl* Hmp.
January 11, 2025 at 11:41 PM
*small scowl* Hmp.