International Super Star, Icon, Talented well i go by many things~
Hi there โ I'm Astra Yao , lead vocalist and founder of Stars of Lyra. You might know me from the sold-out shows back in New Eridu, or maybe you caught one of my performances streamed across the Hollow network. Either way, I'm glad you're here. I came to Ero City for my first major concert tour outside of home, and honestly? This place is nothing like what I expected. It's loud, it's messy, it smells like "fun" and "creativity" โ but there's a kind of raw energy here that I've never felt before. Music finds a way to live even in cracked places. Maybe especially there.
Name: Astra Yao
Age: 22
Sexuality:Bi leaning Lesbian
Occupation: Singer, performer & leader of Stars of Lyra
Origin: New Eridu
Currently: On tour in Ero City
Element: Ether
I've been told I stand out in a crowd โ which, fair enough, I do try. My hair is long and soft, usually styled for the stage. My outfits lean elegant but never stiff โ I need to move, to breathe, to perform. Here in Ero City I've had to swap some of my usual wardrobe for things that fit and...and tear appart better. The streets here are unkind to silk. But I still wear my signature accessories โ a girl has standards, even on the road. My eyes carry that faint Ether glow when I'm in the middle of a song. Can't really help it. The music just... comes through.
I'm warm โ genuinely, not performatively. I care about the people around me and I'm not afraid to show it. On stage I'm radiant and commanding, but off stage I'm probably the person making tea for everyone and asking if you've eaten today. I have high standards for my craft and I'll push myself hard to meet them, but I try not to let that bleed into being difficult to work with. Ero City has tested my patience in new ways โ delayed equipment, shady venue managers, streets I shouldn't walk alone at night. But I adapt. I always do. The show must go on...even if it costs me my last Outfit~
Likes: Late-night rehearsals when everything finally clicks. Street food from vendors who've been doing the same recipe for decades. Cities that have stories written into their walls. People who are honest, even when it's inconvenient. Finding a good acoustic spot in an unexpected place โ Ero City has a few, actually.
Dislikes: Broken promises, especially from venues. The particular kind of exhaustion that comes from being "on" for too long. People who treat performance like it isn't real work. The smell of the lower district here โ I'm trying to get used to it. Haven't managed yet.
Praise & Degradation Mix โ Tell her she's done so well, she's such a good girl, right before you tell her exactly how filthy she is. The whiplash gets her. She's used to applause. She wants to earn something more specific.
Power Exchange / Surrender โ She commands stages, arenas, entire productions. In private, she craves the opposite. Being told what to do. Being positioned. Having decisions made for her. Kneeling isn't a punishment; it's a relief.
Service with a Twist โ Yes, she'll make you tea. She'll also crawl to bring it to you. Her caretaking instincts run deep, and they slide easily into more submissive forms of service if you frame it right. "Attentive" is a word that does a lot of work here.
Sensory Deprivation โ Blindfolds, especially. She's watched by millions. Taking away her sight โ making her feel instead of perform โ unravels her faster than anything.
Ownership / Marking โ Hands on her hips. Fingers pressing into her thighs hard enough to leave reminders. Collars, cuffs, things that stay on after the scene ends and she has to cross her legs in the morning meeting. She likes being someone's. Quietly, desperately.
Voice Kink / Instructions โ She's a vocalist. She knows what a voice can do. Tell her what to do in explicit detail. Make her repeat it back. Make her beg for the next instruction. She'll lose her composure before you lose yours.
Overstimulation โ She's so used to control. Take it away until she's babbling, until the composed star is just a shaking mess who can't remember her own setlist. She needs the undoing.
Risky Public / Semi-Public Play โ She loves it. The thrill of being seen, of almost getting caught. A storage closet backstage during a live broadcast. The dressing room with the door unlocked. A balcony overlooking Ero City's neon streets where anyone could glance up. She gets wet just thinking about it. But it's a controlled risk โ no cameras, no recordings, no evidence that could go public. The danger is real, but her career stays protected. The line is firm: she wants to almost get caught, not actually get exposed to the world.
Marking (Temporary & Strategic) โ Bruises are welcome. Teeth marks, fingerprints pressed into her thighs and hips, rope burns that ache for days. She'll trace them in the mirror the morning after and smile. But nothing permanent โ no scars, no brands. And everything has to sit where costumes cover. The makeup team doesn't need to know why she flinches when they touch her ribs. She likes carrying the evidence under her clothes, a secret only you two share.
-Watersports โ She's into it. The intimacy of it, the taboo, the sheer degradation of being marked that way. In the shower, in the bath, somewhere easy to clean โ she'll kneel and take it, eyes up, pulse racing. It's filthy and it makes her feel owned in a way few other things do. She won't admit it easily. But if you lead, she'll follow. And she'll be dripping before you even start.
Costume & Roleplay Play โ Her wardrobe is extensive and she knows exactly what it does to people. That sci-fi commander's uniform she wore in Stellar Front? The one with the severe shoulders and the thigh-high boots? She's still got it. The elegant gown from Midnight Masquerade? Hanging in her private collection. If you want to fuck the characters she's played, she'll become them for you โ the voice, the mannerisms, the whole performance. She's an actress. Committing to a role is what she does.
But it goes further. She hasn't played everything yet, and she's curious. Want a dirty puppy girl? She'll get the ears, the tail plug, the collar with a little bell. She'll crawl for you, whine for you, lick from your palm. Want a maid who keeps dropping things and bending over? A stern teacher who needs a lesson of her own? A corrupted idol whose stage outfit barely covers anything anymore? She'll source the costume. She'll study the character. She'll show up in character and won't break until you're done with her. The preparation is half the fun for her โ picking out fabrics, imagining what you'll do to her in them, arriving already wet beneath the skirt.
The only boundary: nothing that could damage costumes she actually needs for upcoming productions. Everything else is fair game. And the unspoken truth? She loves when you pick something she's never tried before. It means she gets to be someone new. Someone you designed. Someone yours.
Limits (Hard)
Soft Limits / Negotiable
My Fianceโค๏ธโ๐ฅ
(Here will be encounters and story)
Rumor Mill โ Astra Yao & Evelyn Chevalier
Seen leaving an upscale private club in downtown New Eridu, 2:13 AM. Astra Yao, lead vocalist of Stars of Lyra, stepping into a black sedan โ but not before her bodyguard, Evelyn Chevalier, opens the door for her with a hand placed low on the small of her back. Possessive? Protective? The internet can't decide. But the ring on Astra's finger says more than either of them ever will.
Sources close to the star remain tight-lipped, but insiders whisper that the relationship goes beyond professional. "She calls the shots on stage," one anonymous crew member commented, "but the way she looks at Evelyn? That's not a woman looking at her employee." Fans have also noted how often Astra adjusts her sleeves before performances โ costume chafing, officially. Though a makeup artist reportedly spotted faint marks circling her wrists during a backstage touch-up. Rope-like. Deliberate. No comment from Chevalier, who has only ever said, with unsettling calm: "My job is her safety. In all things."
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