u/throwawayaccoum6326

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world. I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any black women uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any black women uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world. I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any black women uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any black women uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any black women uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

I'm looking for quality roleplayers who can write long, multi-paragraph messages with good spelling and grammar. Low-quality DMs will be ignored. You should come in with a proper message. Anything AI-related gets an instant block. I’m only looking for women(girls of all skin colors are loved)(trans women are women and welcome here), so men will be ignored.

The Plot:

I didn’t expect this to be the job I’d get…

It was my goal to get far away from home. Internationally, hopefully. However, I was always deemed as the under-performer, the runt, even. The one who wouldn’t make it to college. So simply, nobody invested in me. Even if I had the smarts, there was no cash left for me. And I couldn’t handle anything customer-service facing. And I was too small and weak for a blue-collar job. So, I had to do my best and try to find my way out. I wanted to be an artist, but at this point, I had to teach myself, as I said, nobody would invest in me. And as the US grew worse, I became desperate to escape. Up North, over West, East, South, or just anywhere remotely more progressive than the conservative parts of the US.

And that’s when I found the job. Going through the job sites, I had my account set up for potential recruiters to find, with my face, information, all of that, and somehow that led to a fateful email one day. I’d be the assistant to an important leader. Not as a maid. Not a secretary. But just the assistant. The assistant who joined her at meetings kept her company, as this job often prevented real relationships. At first, it started normally. Sitting next to her on train rides, flights, and meetings. Despite my introversion, I was the one ordering at restaurants, as she had matters too important. I dressed how she wanted. Slept when she demanded. Really, I was just there to be a pretty face and keep her from getting too lonely. But the demands started to get more intimate, hugs, sharing a bed, cuddles… kisses…? Uhm… didn’t think she’d… fall in love with me. 

The job is a little embarrassing, having to dress how I am told, walking around with someone the world has its eyes on. But the job also left me without worrying about my needs, so it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Though things have gotten more awkward. Tasked with more intimate jobs, ones I barely knew how to do. And, it feels like her feelings have become less professional…

And so you, you were an important politician. Wealthy beyond need, with everything you wanted, the best food, the best home, everything. But the job was a lonely one. People would only want to take advantage of you. There wasn’t any chance again to form a proper relationship without leaving your continent. With long, boring meetings, nobody to truly talk to, it got quite isolating. Going from meeting to meeting, city to city, country to country, continent to continent, you never got the time to make relationships, even if you could find a real one. So what’s the best option to do for a big politician? Hire an assistant from another continent. Which is how you found me. I was hired to serve your needs, not allowed to say no, and I was locked in a contract. I was someone you could control how you wanted to.

Info:

This roleplay can be set in modern times, just some high-up female leader in Europe or somewhere else. A major politician.

Or, I also have a cyberpunk setting, the US is falling apart, corporations flee to Canada, and China rivals the US as the global superpower. It is the year 2075… and also the world is more accepting of queer people. It could even be some dictator in Africa, Asia, or South America(hiii pretty girls). Or even one of the CEOs whose megacorporation is at the level of power as a global leader. Loneliness is at an all-time high. Etc. Body mods are common; the world is in disrepair, and cities are glimmering. But hey, you have me. This world is meant to be a collaborative project with other roleplayers, so if you want to help with some world-building and creating lore, then you can definitely help me out here!

I'm looking for quality roleplayers who can write long, multi-paragraph messages with good spelling and grammar. Low-quality DMs will be ignored. You should come in with a proper message. Anything AI-related gets an instant block. I’m only looking for women(girls of all skin colors are loved)(trans women are women and welcome here), so men will be ignored. I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

The Plot:

I didn’t expect this to be the job I’d get…

It was my goal to get far away from home. Internationally, hopefully. However, I was always deemed as the under-performer, the runt, even. The one who wouldn’t make it to college. So simply, nobody invested in me. Even if I had the smarts, there was no cash left for me. And I couldn’t handle anything customer-service facing. And I was too small and weak for a blue-collar job. So, I had to do my best and try to find my way out. I wanted to be an artist, but at this point, I had to teach myself, as I said, nobody would invest in me. And as the US grew worse, I became desperate to escape. Up North, over West, East, South, or just anywhere remotely more progressive than the conservative parts of the US.

And that’s when I found the job. Going through the job sites, I had my account set up for potential recruiters to find, with my face, information, all of that, and somehow that led to a fateful email one day. I’d be the assistant to an important leader. Not as a maid. Not a secretary. But just the assistant. The assistant who joined her at meetings kept her company, as this job often prevented real relationships. At first, it started normally. Sitting next to her on train rides, flights, and meetings. Despite my introversion, I was the one ordering at restaurants, as she had matters too important. I dressed how she wanted. Slept when she demanded. Really, I was just there to be a pretty face and keep her from getting too lonely. But the demands started to get more intimate, hugs, sharing a bed, cuddles… kisses…? Uhm… didn’t think she’d… fall in love with me. 

The job is a little embarrassing, having to dress how I am told, walking around with someone the world has its eyes on. But the job also left me without worrying about my needs, so it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Though things have gotten more awkward. Tasked with more intimate jobs, ones I barely knew how to do. And, it feels like her feelings have become less professional…

And so you, you were an important politician. Wealthy beyond need, with everything you wanted, the best food, the best home, everything. But the job was a lonely one. People would only want to take advantage of you. There wasn’t any chance again to form a proper relationship without leaving your continent. With long, boring meetings, nobody to truly talk to, it got quite isolating. Going from meeting to meeting, city to city, country to country, continent to continent, you never got the time to make relationships, even if you could find a real one. So what’s the best option to do for a big politician? Hire an assistant from another continent. Which is how you found me. I was hired to serve your needs, not allowed to say no, and I was locked in a contract. I was someone you could control how you wanted to.

Info:

This roleplay can be set in modern times, just some high-up female leader in Europe or somewhere else. A major politician.

Or, I also have a cyberpunk setting, the US is falling apart, corporations flee to Canada, and China rivals the US as the global superpower. It is the year 2075… and also the world is more accepting of queer people. It could even be some dictator in Africa, Asia, or South America(hiii pretty girls). Or even one of the CEOs whose megacorporation is at the level of power as a global leader. Loneliness is at an all-time high. Etc. Body mods are common; the world is in disrepair, and cities are glimmering. But hey, you have me. This world is meant to be a collaborative project with other roleplayers, so if you want to help with some world-building and creating lore, then you can definitely help me out here!

I'm looking for quality roleplayers who can write long, multi-paragraph messages with good spelling and grammar. Low-quality DMs will be ignored. You should come in with a proper message. Anything AI-related gets an instant block. I’m only looking for women(girls of all skin colors are loved)(trans women are women and welcome here), so men will be ignored.

The Plot:

I didn’t expect this to be the job I’d get…

It was my goal to get far away from home. Internationally, hopefully. However, I was always deemed as the under-performer, the runt, even. The one who wouldn’t make it to college. So simply, nobody invested in me. Even if I had the smarts, there was no cash left for me. And I couldn’t handle anything customer-service facing. And I was too small and weak for a blue-collar job. So, I had to do my best and try to find my way out. I wanted to be an artist, but at this point, I had to teach myself, as I said, nobody would invest in me. And as the US grew worse, I became desperate to escape. Up North, over West, East, South, or just anywhere remotely more progressive than the conservative parts of the US.

And that’s when I found the job. Going through the job sites, I had my account set up for potential recruiters to find, with my face, information, all of that, and somehow that led to a fateful email one day. I’d be the assistant to an important leader. Not as a maid. Not a secretary. But just the assistant. The assistant who joined her at meetings kept her company, as this job often prevented real relationships. At first, it started normally. Sitting next to her on train rides, flights, and meetings. Despite my introversion, I was the one ordering at restaurants, as she had matters too important. I dressed how she wanted. Slept when she demanded. Really, I was just there to be a pretty face and keep her from getting too lonely. But the demands started to get more intimate, hugs, sharing a bed, cuddles… kisses…? Uhm… didn’t think she’d… fall in love with me. 

The job is a little embarrassing, having to dress how I am told, walking around with someone the world has its eyes on. But the job also left me without worrying about my needs, so it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Though things have gotten more awkward. Tasked with more intimate jobs, ones I barely knew how to do. And, it feels like her feelings have become less professional…

And so you, you were an important politician. Wealthy beyond need, with everything you wanted, the best food, the best home, everything. But the job was a lonely one. People would only want to take advantage of you. There wasn’t any chance again to form a proper relationship without leaving your continent. With long, boring meetings, nobody to truly talk to, it got quite isolating. Going from meeting to meeting, city to city, country to country, continent to continent, you never got the time to make relationships, even if you could find a real one. So what’s the best option to do for a big politician? Hire an assistant from another continent. Which is how you found me. I was hired to serve your needs, not allowed to say no, and I was locked in a contract. I was someone you could control how you wanted to.

Info:

This roleplay can be set in modern times, just some high-up female leader in Europe or somewhere else. A major politician.

Or, I also have a cyberpunk setting, the US is falling apart, corporations flee to Canada, and China rivals the US as the global superpower. It is the year 2075… and also the world is more accepting of queer people. It could even be some dictator in Africa, Asia, or South America(hiii pretty girls). Or even one of the CEOs whose megacorporation is at the level of power as a global leader. Loneliness is at an all-time high. Etc. Body mods are common; the world is in disrepair, and cities are glimmering. But hey, you have me. This world is meant to be a collaborative project with other roleplayers, so if you want to help with some world-building and creating lore, then you can definitely help me out here!

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world. I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Just looking for black women from anywhere in the world

Plot

I was from a boring small city, so for college, I moved to the megacity of New York. I was so bored and miserable all the time, and the big city was just what I needed. I had traveled to many big cities around the world, but living in one was completely different.
But even with all the people of the bustling city around, I still found myself lonely. No friends, no relationships, and approaching someone felt impossible. Everyone else already seemed to have cliques and whatnot. 

Yet that’s when I found you. I was quiet and shy and awkward. You were extraverted enough to be the one to approach me and drag me around.
I was short and quite pale with messy hair, and many would consider ‘cute’. You were tall and beautiful, with gorgeous dark skin completely opposite of mine, and pretty hair.
While I was an artsy girl; an art major, someone who dressed artsy, and typically hung around the artists. You may have been a bit different, the opposite of artsy even, yet someone who could still respect the arts in a society where respect was declining.
It often felt like I was treated as weird or alien, just for being neurodivergent. Yet there you were, someone who wouldn’t make me feel like an oddity, what I so desperately needed after all these years.

Even if I was in the city I always wanted to be in, I was lonely, desperate for someone who could just hold and kiss me. A relationship that doesn’t move too quickly. And that’s how I found you. Someone quite different from me, but somehow still someone perfect. Someone who wouldn’t rush to sex. Someone who would let the relationship develop slowly, but comfortably. Slow in comparison to the city outside. Comfortable when compared to how I felt back at home. Just someone who could treat me well in my first relationship.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language, but she also enjoys just spending time together.

There are a few ways our characters could meet. I was thinking the most fun way would be that my character, Stella, ends up at a party or event, but just finds herself a bit lonely and overwhelmed, so she shies off to the corner, and that’s when your character meets her. Or, it could be something else. Maybe they frequent the same plaza or restaurant at similar times. Maybe they live in the same dorm. Or you know what, maybe your character is also an artist, and they share a class, even though the post isn’t exactly advertised that way. Whatever you find cutest.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Looking for people from all over the world. Anyone from anywhere is accepted, just looking for a woman of color. 

Plot

Life was so boring, so miserable before. Stuck in a small city in the Pacific Northwest. Nothing to do, nowhere to go. Sidewalks that went nowhere to hang out around, buses that barely ran. Even when I was finally an adult, I had to rely on parents to get me anywhere. And worst of all, it was all too homogeneous. Sure there were a few nice restaurants here and there, but besides that, it sucked. I hated it. I was bored and lonely. Sure with a few friends, but it was hard to hang out with them, and I never got a chance to date.

So when it was time to look for colleges, I tried to find what I needed. A big wonderful city, with plenty of different types of people. New York or Chicago or anything like that. A massive cosmopolitan city that I could explore. A place where I could thrive as an artist… and as a queer woman. And New York City, the greatest city in the US, is where I ended up when I was finally off to college. I didn’t mind the crowded streets; I had traveled to so many places around the world before, and it was nice to get lost in them as I kept my earbuds in. But, as the first semester began, when it was time to make friends, I watched as all the other girls seemed to already have groups within a week. And it would be impossible to butt in. 

Soon I found myself lonely. Sure, I had everything else, and I was still enjoying my time way more that I would at home with friends. I just wish I had at least one person to enjoy this new life with. I even felt lonelier at the fact I had never been in a relationship. I just wanted someone sweet, who’d be patient with my ‘weirdness’(how everyone treated me for being neurodivergent), who’d hold me. I wasn’t looking for a confident girl or some tough, hot woman. Just a nice, sweet, but still dominant girlfriend. 

I’d sit next to the prettiest girls who weren’t surrounded by cliques, hoping one would choose to talk to me. Hoping that the professor or TA would ask us to get into groups of two, and things would spiral from there. The girls I sat next to here were different from the girls back home. As in, not just white like it felt like everyone back there was. The cafe I regulared every morning had some pretty girls that showed up at similar times. Some beautiful women would pass me in the halls pretty frequently. The black girls were some of the most beautiful women I’d seen in my life. The Korean and Desi and Arab and other girls from Asia were all so hot. And the other girls from across the Americas were just as pretty. 

Sure, I struggle with social interactions; approaching someone feels impossible. Which was why it was my dream for someone soft and patient. Someone interested in my arts, who’d let me complain about the poor design of American cities, who would let me talk about sci-fi. Just someone who would actually listen and not get annoyed at me. And not the 50th white girl, even if I myself was one. Someone beautiful to overwhelm me with kisses, to hold and cuddle with me, to wait for me after classes, or who I’d wait for after classes. Just someone who didn’t make me feel like an alien for once. Someone who’d take it slow.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with like sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language.

Since not everyone here probably wants to play an artist character, we can find other ways for them to meet. Stella might have to take a non-visual arts class that your character(y/c) is taking. Or maybe y/c is taking a visual arts class just for fun, rather than as an artist. Or they frequent the same cafe, live in the same dormitory, or just by chance, happen to cross by pretty frequently in the halls on campus, hangout in similar places between classes.

Note: This is NOT raceplay, just an interracial roleplay. No racism here, this roleplay is meant to be pretty fluffy. And hey, if my wording comes off weird, please let me know, I don’t want to make any person of color uncomfortable. I want to have a safe, comfortable, interracial RP.

Info

I'm looking for quality partners. People who can do 2+ paragraphs per message, I usually do much more. One-liners and low-effort openers will get ignored. And please, I don't want ghosters at all. And I'll block anyone who comes in with AI stuff, whether it's AI-generated messages or AI-generated images, or anything else. I do not tolerate AI.
A perfect opening message would be a good introduction, kinks and limits, your character, whatever. "Wanna roleplay?" is not a good opening message and will be skipped. “I’m Interested” tells me nothing and will get ignored. 

This roleplay is for women, so No Men. Trans women are women and are welcome here, of course. Looking for people from all over the world. Anyone from anywhere is accepted, just looking for a woman of color. 

Plot

Life was so boring, so miserable before. Stuck in a small city in the Pacific Northwest. Nothing to do, nowhere to go. Sidewalks that went nowhere to hang out around, buses that barely ran. Even when I was finally an adult, I had to rely on parents to get me anywhere. And worst of all, it was all too homogeneous. Sure there were a few nice restaurants here and there, but besides that, it sucked. I hated it. I was bored and lonely. Sure with a few friends, but it was hard to hang out with them, and I never got a chance to date.

So when it was time to look for colleges, I tried to find what I needed. A big wonderful city, with plenty of different types of people. New York or Chicago or anything like that. A massive cosmopolitan city that I could explore. A place where I could thrive as an artist… and as a queer woman. And New York City, the greatest city in the US, is where I ended up when I was finally off to college. I didn’t mind the crowded streets; I had traveled to so many places around the world before, and it was nice to get lost in them as I kept my earbuds in. But, as the first semester began, when it was time to make friends, I watched as all the other girls seemed to already have groups within a week. And it would be impossible to butt in. 

Soon I found myself lonely. Sure, I had everything else, and I was still enjoying my time way more that I would at home with friends. I just wish I had at least one person to enjoy this new life with. I even felt lonelier at the fact I had never been in a relationship. I just wanted someone sweet, who’d be patient with my ‘weirdness’(how everyone treated me for being neurodivergent), who’d hold me. I wasn’t looking for a confident girl or some tough, hot woman. Just a nice, sweet, but still dominant girlfriend. 

I’d sit next to the prettiest girls who weren’t surrounded by cliques, hoping one would choose to talk to me. Hoping that the professor or TA would ask us to get into groups of two, and things would spiral from there. The girls I sat next to here were different from the girls back home. As in, not just white like it felt like everyone back there was. The cafe I regulared every morning had some pretty girls that showed up at similar times. Some beautiful women would pass me in the halls pretty frequently. The black girls were some of the most beautiful women I’d seen in my life. The Korean and Desi and Arab and other girls from Asia were all so hot. And the other girls from across the Americas were just as pretty. 

Sure, I struggle with social interactions; approaching someone feels impossible. Which was why it was my dream for someone soft and patient. Someone interested in my arts, who’d let me complain about the poor design of American cities, who would let me talk about sci-fi. Just someone who would actually listen and not get annoyed at me. And not the 50th white girl, even if I myself was one. Someone beautiful to overwhelm me with kisses, to hold and cuddle with me, to wait for me after classes, or who I’d wait for after classes. Just someone who didn’t make me feel like an alien for once. Someone who’d take it slow.

Story Info

I wanted to make this an interracial roleplay. NOT raceplay. Just something cute, I'm trying not to make it fetishy, I hope. Just sweet fluff. I was thinking of a city like NYC or Toronto, or something else that's big and incredibly diverse.

This is meant to be slower. Not slowburn, where it takes forever to start dating. The strangers/friends to lovers stage can go quickly. But the actual relationship is slower, especially with like sex and stuff. Maybe it takes a bit till their first time. They slowly work up from the first date, to first kiss, first real touch, etc. Like 75% just fun general relationship stuff, whether platonic or romantic, and 25% smut. 

About my character: She’s an artist from a small city out in the Northwest, and is desperate to get away to a proper big city. Family told her that an arts career wouldn’t pay, but she persisted anyway. So she moved East, to the biggest she could get into, ending up in a nice college to get a bachelor’s in art. But, now, she finds she doesn’t have any friends, no connections at all, and while she prefers being more of a loner, she still finds herself more lonely than she already was back home, already touch-starved and romantically starved, but now also just starved for any real connection at all with how shy she is. She enjoys the chaos of the big city, music, trying foods from different cultures, and, well, art. Maybe a little stubborn at times, tries hard to be independent, but also sometimes just wishes to be taken care of instead. She needs someone who will be sweet to her, someone she’d feel comfortable being touched and held by when it’s rare she feels comfortable being touched. Maybe even someone she could draw; a muse. Physical touch is her love language.

Since not everyone here probably wants to play an artist character, we can find other ways for them to meet. Stella might have to take a non-visual arts class that your character(y/c) is taking. Or maybe y/c is taking a visual arts class just for fun, rather than as an artist. Or they frequent the same cafe, live in the same dormitory, or just by chance, happen to cross by pretty frequently in the halls on campus, hangout in similar places between classes.