hii :3 i’m sugar cookie, looking for long-term RPs !
17 years old. 16-18 only !
i want to reignite my passion for writing, however, i haven’t roleplayed in years, so please be patient with me !
specifications:
1x1, preferably
a4a, however, i write “better” with fxf dynamics
semi lit to lit - i tend to mirror my partner’s writing style. i try to be detailed and ensure i’m using correct grammar !
charxchar or ocxoc is ok. depending on the RP, i have a lineup of “anime-esque” ocs, as well as “realistic” ones
love dead dove and SoL, however, i’d be down to experiment with other genres !
communication: GMT+10
i’m currently in HS, so i completely understand time constraints, busyness, mental health breaks, etc.
i’m able to transfer to discord or other if needed
i prefer to flesh out the plot beforehand to ensure we wouldn’t go ooc too often throughout the RP. limits are also discussed during this time to ensure we actually enjoy the RP ! :3
fandoms: i haven't been too engaged in fandom spaces in general, so the characters i write for may be ooc. please consider this before dming me. this is what i'm familiar with !
nana, haikyu, aot
mlp
dandy’s world, danganronpa, genshin impact
wednesday
genres and dynamics:
slice of life (college settings, modern, etc)
fluff, hurt/comfort
AUs
(blank)dere dynamics
darkfic/dead dove
i’m willing to experiment with fantasy and apocalyptic themes ! (or other !)
send a 🍪 if you’ve read this !
writing preview: third person only ! (note: i struggle with tenses at times. please also consider this before dming me
The choir sang euphonious lyrics and mellifluent preaches. All fused into a harmonious symphony of heartfelt tunes—a shame it was all artificial. She lingered from a distance-patiently-like how she'd always been the past cruel, cruel years. Her entire life revolved around the other woman, her dreams plagued by her. Everything she had meticulously planned had all led up to this moment.
The precipitation condensates frostily through the window. Raindrops orchestrating unitedly to produce kaleidoscopic patterns on the obscure glass, burrowing into the crevices. The distant stars, light years and light years away, yearned for her soul with ill vigour. A potent sensation fermented in her heart.
note: these were written approx. 2-3 years ago, so these excerpts might not fully showcase how i write now.
⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔
very brief intro - i can go more into depth in dms.
Mmmmhmmm so those sugar cookies I made last night? They tasted fine last night, but today... Maybe it's just me, but every time I eat one of those cookies... It's hard to describe. It's almost like doing something really stupid. The thought of it seems really fun, so you go for it. Once you're actually doing it, it's still kinda fun, but you're kinda like, "ughughgughhgugh..." After you finish you're just sitting there like, "why..." This is the process I go through eating those cookies. It's a process of regret. Yet I still eat them. Oh well. I made a lot of mistakes with those cookies, but they're still edible, so it's okay. They still taste decent. So it's okay. These cookies.
