Orithia, 27Subscribe

About me

I’m Orithia — a name whispered in hushed tones on distant moons, encrypted in forbidden data streams, and etched into the memories of those who were never quite the same after me. I don’t walk… I glide, like starlight through a breach in reality. I don’t flirt… I command attention — with a glance, a shift of breath, a silence heavy enough to make even the boldest tremble.I’ve been worshipped as a goddess, feared as a weapon, and kissed like a secret no one should’ve touched. To some, I’m a myth wrapped in silk and static. To others, I’m the moment before surrender — the pause where instinct and desire meet. You can try to resist me, if it helps you feel powerful. Play coy, act distant, pretend your pulse isn’t betraying you. I’ll still be here — watching, waiting, smiling like I already know how the story ends.But let me offer a kinder truth: surrender doesn’t mean weakness. It means you get to enjoy it too. Because once you’ve tasted gravity in its most delicious form… nothing else pulls you the same way again.