If there were more quality posters around, it wouldn't be so sad. Unfortunately, finding someone into some tame characters (that aren't conjured up to serve some fucked up fetish) is very hard to come by.
It's like something, somewhere, must be sexualized with majority of writers. Even the ones who can write well are so driven on role playing with a shemale donning a horsecock or some weird combination of fetishes or some way-left-field-super-unique-fetish that it's impossible to get anything done in a setting that requires some realism and logic. It's either cartoon logic, a reality where there are no consequences for behaviors/acts performed, or a reality where something exists for the intent of some weird sexual gratification of the writer, masked and painted up to be anything but that. "Excuse me, I actually relate to this character because of all these things, it has nothing to do with the fact that her dick is that of a horse and hangs down past her knee."
Now begins the gruesome task of having to find someone else who likes kinky shit when it makes sense in the narrative. Now begins the days of filtering through furrtards and Equestrian players, of futa-shemale-dickgirls who are actually guys behind the screens, who will call YOU the ignorant asshole if you explain to them that your preference is men with men parts, or women with woman parts, not both.
Yes, you are the asshole because you are one of the rare few who actually want to role play with the opposite sex, not a mix of two sexes. You're an asshole because you want a human or humanoid character, minus anthro-qualities, minus unrealistic features, minus ridiculous shit that makes reading a story distracting. Because you wanted to write a story with two protagonists, see them navigate through an adventure, fuck a lot somewhere between the beginning and the end, and see them grow old, make interesting kids, of which you will eventually play, so you can repeat the same process with the next generation of protagonists.
Your favorite partner is tired and bored of you and you have to start looking for someone who fits within your absurd demands before they eventually just stop talking to you all together. Good luck finding someone who won't cross boundaries and get too possessive, too, you filthy fucking plebeian.