Damn, I've been a lurker here for ages, so I guess it's time to come out of the closet or whatever.
Hey! I'm Gonzo, that's my online handle at least, sometimes Gonzogonz if Gonzo is taken, Gonzogonzip if that is taken, you get the idea. Been a furry for a few years, mostly stuck to a tight-knit group of friends on discord.
This place is most likely just going to be an outlet for whatever smut I might write in the future, my motivation has a tendency to come and go at odd times, so I can guarantee more content, sadly...

So uhh, guess I should mention my 'interests' then since those are kinda of important to my persona here.
I've got two main kinks, everything else connects or branches off from there. Kinks outside of these are not necessarily turnoffs, but they won't do anything for me.

First off is diapers, love wearing them, love the look and feel of them, love using them. If this irks you, then that's okay, it's pretty strange, but hey, everyone's a little strange. That said, I'm not into the usual baby aspects of diapers, Bibs, pacifiers, cradles, play-pens and baby clothing won't do anything for me. I do enjoy the embarrassment it can bring though, the teasing it can prompt.

Second, and this one is a little more niche, is casts. Orthopaedic Plaster Casts, if you've ever broken something, you're familiar with the process. Admittedly, I've never broken anything, and I think that might in part be why it interests me so much. So, like with diapers, I enjoy the look and feel of plaster, the rigidity of it, the weight and the limiting of motion. It's a form of BDSM in a way, though like with diapers, 'normal' BDSM with leather and whips and whatnot won't do anything for me. If it's BDSM, it's got to be medical in some way.

Now, these two kinks might seem kind of far apart, but to me, they both touch on similar fundamental themes of dependency, helplessness and embarrassment, etc. Some of my personal favourite scenes would be a slightly self-absorbed dragon, recovering in the hospital after an accident. He's too hurt to get out of bed or do much of anything by himself, so he has to begrudgingly rely on his nurse for help for everything from diaper changes, to bathes, to eating food, to switching channels on the TV and such.

If you hadn't already guessed at this point, I quite like RPing. That said, I'm not sure if I'll just open up to let everyone message me about RP sessions, maybe in the future though!

Oh, and I suppose I should mention, Gonzo isn't my fursona, Gonzo is more just... me. The closest I have to a fursona is Venrir, an anthro western drake with bronze/orange scales. Not much character to him to be honest, but I prefer it that way, it means I can mould him to suit my mood at the time. (Venrir can sometimes also be a dragon and/or feral, depending on mood)