╚» 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝑒:

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･✯ ⋆
┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩
┊ ┊ ┊☆ {angel}
┊ ┊☾ {female}
┊ִ ࣪ {im in high school / 16+}
╰➜⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆{" what's meant for you will find you "}☾⋆｡ 𖦹 °✩

╚» 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒻𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈:

Oc x Oc
Lengthy and detailed responses
Drama ( As in, we don't have our Ocs sit there and cuddle the whole time )
MxF ( I prefer to be the female, only because I already have a whole Oc and I don't feel like making another )
I don't mind MxM, but I'd have to make an Oc for that
Plan out the plot before hand
Horror, fantasy, sci-fi, AUs, thriller, etc.

╚» 𝓂𝓎 𝓇𝓊𝓁𝑒𝓈:

Please do not control my Oc
No God-modding ( Making your Oc all powerful )
Don't make super huge decisions like killing my character without asking first, please
Be patient with me, sometimes I forget to answer. When in doubt, send me a text on Discord
Please don't make your Oc absolutely perfect. Give them flaws
Make sure I can reply to it, don't just be like "he sat." I have to have a few paragraphs, but I get it if you're tired and don't want to type that much, just let me know
If you're not okay with something, tell me. Don't just ghost me

╚» 𝑒𝓍𝓉𝓇𝒶:

Here is a small sample of my writing →

She peels the skin off of the orange, he legs crossed as she flicks the peel onto a plate. People moved around her, tapping her on the shoulder, trying to talk to her, but she ignored all of them. Each of them walked away hurt or angry that they had been ignored. There was something satisfying about it to her, ignoring people of power. Those not expected to be ignored. It gave her a sense of power she didn't usually feel.

Her dark eyes scan the room as she slowly chews on a slice of orange. The taste was bitter in her mouth as she locks eyes with someone. Her eyes narrow. Why is he here?

✲´*。.❄¨¯`*✲。❄。*。¨¯`*✲

Don't worry, I will be writing more in the actual roleplay. Thank you for reading, please let me know if you're interested ♡