MxF Starry skies and Cigarette smoke

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MxF Starry skies and Cigarette smoke

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🫀 Hello there, you wonderful humans of the internet.

My name is Ingrid, I'm an 18 year old with around eight years of roleplay experience, my timezone is CET/GMT+2

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I'm dying for some the dark themed/dead dove roleplay. I'm mainly looking to play against male characters as a female, but I can be convinced to do a different pairing.

Now, some general requirements are;

• Its rather obvious, based on the rules of this bery forum, but be at least 18, I don't wish to expose minors to any heavy topics that I feel can and will follow this genre of roleplays like the black plague
• be at least literate. I'm more than alright with you having a bad day/week, we all have those. Sometimes it's the lack of motivation or inspiration, but I'd still very much appreciate if I were given something to work with.
• this ties in with the requirement above, use proper punctuation, grammar and spelling (I make mistakes all the time, and that's alright but there were moments where I just couldn't understand what my partner wrote for the life of me)
• if you need anything, anything at all, be it help with what to write, (corpus) someone to talk to or if you need a break from writing, let me know. I'm okay with ghosting and putting the the roleplay on pause, but you should know that I'm here for anything
• if you're very easily triggered, you might want to find someone else to roleplay with. As such, if you're looking for a smut centered plot, you also found the wrong person- I like my roleplays to have the minimal amount of smut.

Plot idea;
It's the 90's goth scene, where two lonely and messed up souls find each other, they think it's love- a magical bond, but it's obsession, a desperate need to cling to life. Or maybe it was manipulation and nothing more. But it wasn't healthy, like nothing about the two were- both lovers mingled with their mental illnesses and addictions, bloodstained lips and bruised skin.
Who knows what awaits them? Another morning or a headstone in the graveyard they visited far too often.


I think that'll be all from me. I'm looking forward to getting to know you and creating something fun.
 
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