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Murmuring Tangerine
Male 27
Hello

Annie - 22F
Hi
What kind of roleplays are you into?

Murmuring Tangerine
I’m David btw

Annie - 22F
Nice to meet you :)

Murmuring Tangerine
I’m not to picky.
General lean to roommates, coworkers, friends older brother or older sister
You?

Annie - 22F
So you like more slice of life

Murmuring Tangerine
Yea, but did you have in mine?
mind*
I’ve done fantasy and all sorts before.

Annie - 22F
I am also not picky, I think of the writing is detailed it can all be fun!
*if
I do lean submissive
So I like roles that let me play into that

Murmuring Tangerine
agreed. And I lean heavily dominant :)

Annie - 22F
What are your limits/

Murmuring Tangerine
so boss secretary? Teacher student?

Annie - 22F
I don't mind those

Murmuring Tangerine
main limited - scat, gore, blood, rape, animals stuff, and those sorts of things
What about your limits?

Annie - 22F
Same here, to add - urine play, gore, pregnancy, cheating

Murmuring Tangerine
Main limits*…sorry my dog is basically trying to attack me to get attention.
those are all good to keep out.

Annie - 22F
Awe, what kind of dog?
I have a german shep

Murmuring Tangerine
any kinks you want to make sure we add to the rp?
Australian healer

Annie - 22F
CUTEE
is he/she crazy?

Murmuring Tangerine
very freaking cute. But he is a menace when I don’t run with him in the morning.
and I didn’t run this morning.

Annie - 22F
Mine was psycho for the first 2 years
Now she is a lazyyyy girl
We walk 9 km a day tho on average
So it keeps her in check

Murmuring Tangerine
Damn. That’s a lot!!
we typically run 2-3 miles in the morning. And then walk again in a couple hours from now
he is 3

Annie - 22F
What country do you live in?

Murmuring Tangerine
USA
you?

Annie - 22F
Canada
10 pm for me

Murmuring Tangerine
Any kinks you want to make sure we add?

Annie - 22F
Oh right, I am not picky I like a bit of everything
i liked your idea of roommates
I was kind of thinking maybe the 2 characters are kind of polar opposites
do you rp in 1st or 3rd person?

Murmuring Tangerine
Okay. I like that.
Shy/outgoing, sub/dom

Annie - 22F
gimme 5 min to write something
test
oh thats annoying
Can write paragraphs on here lol

Murmuring Tangerine
Huh?

Annie - 22F
like you can shift +enter to a new line
*can't

Murmuring Tangerine
Oh no. Unfortunately.
I tried that earlier and it sucks.

Annie - 22F
do you rp in 1st or 3rd person?

Murmuring Tangerine
?
still here…if your typing ignore

Annie - 22F
What is the question?
I am typing a prompt haha
but you didn't answer my question if you roleplay in first or third person

Murmuring Tangerine
Oops. Missed that question.
I can do either. Just let me know what one you want to use.

Annie - 22F
what do you prefer haha

Murmuring Tangerine
First works for me :)
Ignore if typing
(Screen froze)

Annie - 22F
It's been a year since I posted that ad for a roommate. Back then, I was in a tight spot, struggling to afford rent on my own. I remember sifting through the responses and carefully selecting David. He just seemed different, respectful and dependable. Little did I know how significant his presence would become in my life. From the moment he moved in, I found David friendly and approachable. But I was always a bit shy and naive, especially when it came to opening up to someone I barely knew. We share a bathroom, but I've always been mindful of our personal space. You've never seen me in anything too revealing, and I keep my side of the counter clean and organized. I can get shy sometimes, so I often express my care for David through small gestures, like making his morning coffee just the way he likes it or taking charge of most of the cleaning. Over the course of the year, we've shared countless meals, late-night conversations, and movie nights. David has been a stabilizing presence in my life, and he's witnessed some of my worst moments, particularly when it comes to my poor choices in boyfriends. He's seen my repeated heartaches, my tearful late-night phone calls, and the mess I made of my love life. My latest boyfriend, Chris, was a walking red flag, and David saw right through him. Chris was misogynistic, rude, and outright terrible for me. Tonight, I come back from my graduate class late, with a grocery bag containing all my favorite Ben and Jerry's flavors, ready to drown my sorrows after having to break up with Chris. He had been extremely pushy the other night, and I didn't feel safe around him. I feel like a complete failure. I crash on the couch, letting out a heavy sigh and putting on Netflix. I'm dressed in a pair of comfortable leggings and a large university hoodie, my hair tied up in a messy bun, with strands escaping to frame my face. I'm of average height, with a slender build, and I feel a mix of exhaustion and relief as I prepare to sulk and try to forget about the disastrous relationship I just ended.
(let me know what you think)

Murmuring Tangerine
Looks good.
(It cut out at morning coffee just the w…)

Annie - 22F
What do you mean?
Oh it's meant to be more lol

Murmuring Tangerine
(It stopped at W. Was there anything after that)

Annie - 22F
Hmm maybe there is a word limit
It's been a year since I posted that ad for a roommate. Back then, I was in a tight spot, struggling to afford rent on my own. I remember sifting through the responses and carefully selecting David. He just seemed different, respectful and dependable. Little did I know how significant his presence would become in my life.

Murmuring Tangerine
(figured. Hopefully you can copy n paste but I was having issues with that)

Annie - 22F
From the moment he moved in, I found David friendly and approachable. But I was always a bit shy and naive, especially when it came to opening up to someone I barely knew. We share a bathroom, but I've always been mindful of our personal space. You've never seen me in anything too revealing, and I keep my side of the counter clean and organized. I can get shy sometimes, so I often express my care for David through small gestures, like making his morning coffee just the way he likes it or taking charge of most of the cleaning.
Over the course of the year, we've shared countless meals, late-night conversations, and movie nights. David has been a stabilizing presence in my life, and he's witnessed some of my worst moments, particularly when it comes to my poor choices in boyfriends. He's seen my repeated heartaches, my tearful late-night phone calls, and the mess I made of my love life. My latest boyfriend, Chris, was a walking red flag, and David saw right through him. Chris was misogynistic, rude, and outright terrible for me.
Tonight, I come back from my graduate class late, with a grocery bag containing all my favorite Ben and Jerry's flavors, ready to drown my sorrows after having to break up with Chris. He had been extremely pushy the other night, and I didn't feel safe around him. I feel like a complete failure. I crash on the couch, letting out a heavy sigh and putting on Netflix. I'm dressed in a pair of comfortable leggings and a large university hoodie, my hair tied up in a messy bun, with strands escaping to frame my face.
I'm of average height, with a slender build, and I feel a mix of exhaustion and relief as I prepare to sulk and try to forget about the disastrous relationship I just ended.
(Get all of that?)

Murmuring Tangerine
(Yup! Give me a minute ha)
(How detailed are you looking for? And response length 1-3 paragraphs?)

Annie - 22F
(You do what you feel like, just on here you have to write out your reply elewhere - I used a sticky note and then post it in smaller chunks lol)

Murmuring Tangerine
(Okay.)
I heard you come home a little past your usual time for a Monday. I heard the rustling of a grocery bag and the freezer opening and shutting several times. Knowing it was probably related to Chris as I heard you crying the night before while on the phone. His yells made me cringe last night but I forced myself to let it be as it was your life.
I waited several minutes and walked out of my room. “Hi” casually glancing your way before I make my way to the liquor cabinet. I pour a large glass of whiskey and tuck my phone in my packet. I take a deep sip as I walk back to the living room. “What are you watching?” Ignoring the obvious as i focused solely on you.
I’m wearing sweet pants and a tight black shirt. It pulled firmly on my arms and showed my toned stomach. I have short brown hair and icey blue eyes. Neatly trimmed scruff frames my jaw line.
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(I’ll send ¥ when I’m done sending)

Annie - 22F
Hi," I mumbled, my voice sounding hoarse, a mix of gratitude and exhaustion in my tone. I moved slightly on the couch to make more space for you, a silent invitation to sit with me.
I tried to focus on the question about what I was watching, a feeble attempt to divert my thoughts from the breakup. "Just some mindless Netflix show - Glow up," I said, my gaze wandering back to the TV screen. It was hard to articulate what I was feeling right now, and I was thankful that you're here, even if you didn't say much.
I couldn't help but notice your appearance, how you looked so put together, the toned muscles visible under the fabric. I sighed and took another spoonful of my ice cream. My hazel eyes meet your icy blue ones. "How was your day?" I ask, trying to hide my sorrows but it's hard to do when it's obvious I've been crying.
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Murmuring Tangerine
My faces breaks into a comforting smile as we lock eyes. I didn’t care about the show as I focused on reading your body language. The reddish tint to your hazel eyes and the forced smile as you asked about my day. But it was the near trembling break in your tone that made it clear.
It was terrible of me but I was glad. Chris was not good guy and least of all someone that deserves you. Nonetheless, I forced a sympathetic smile. “My day was okay.” I lied as I scooted closer to you. As you looked away towards the show. I leaned closer to you. “I got that promotion” giving your spoon hand a little nudge with my elbow. “We need to celebrate this weekend” i add
I kept my eyes focused on the show as I felt you adjust and look over at me
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(Doesn’t deserve you…wooops)*

Annie - 22F
You were never forceful with me, letting me decide how close I wanted to be. No guy I have been with has been nearly as respectful as you had been. I continued to steal glances, looking away from the TV. My attention was more on you and the unspoken connection between us. As you come closer, I meet you half way and offer you my ice cream politely.
"Oh yeah? That's amazing!" I squeeze your knee and smile genuinely. "I'm so happy for you, of course we should celebrate!". This news gave me something to look forward to, a break from the drama that had been my life lately.
I turn my body to face you more, no longer pretending to be interested in the show. "You deserve it.". I assure you.
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Murmuring Tangerine
It was a simple gesture but for some reason in this moment when you grabbed my knee it felt more than just a gesture of happiness for me. I smile back broadly and grab your spoon. Stabbing it in the ice cream and press hard forcing your hand to sink into your lap.
I accidentally brush your chest as I pull the spoon out. “God that tastes amazing” i murmur extending my hand back to you. “Thank you!”
I set my whiskey down and look over at you. “Dinner?” I ask casually. Just dinner with friends I thought. Trying to hide other intentions from myself let alone you. I place my hand on your leg briefly and give it a comforting squeeze.
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(were you finished?)

Annie - 22F
(Yup!)
(Replying now)
As you briefly squeezed my leg, a shiver of anticipation ran through me. The way your eyes met mine held a different kind of intensity, one that made me question whether you felt the same connection that I did. I took a deep breath, trying to conceal my racing heart, and met the gaze with a hopeful smile.
"Absolutely, dinner sounds fantastic," I responded, and the thought of spending more time with you made my heart flutter. I couldn't help but wonder if this was an opportunity for our relationship to evolve into something deeper, something that had been quietly growing between us over the past year, but I am way too shy to ever admit it first.
"Chinese? my treat" I offer and lean back into the couch more, my posture casual.
My hoodie sleeves have pulled up a bit and suddenly it's obvious what broke my relationships this time. I had a decent grip mark on my wrists, finger indentations that left a bit of bruising. I am frequently getting myself into trouble but this is a new low for me.
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Murmuring Tangerine
I get lost as we look into each others eyes. Doing my best to mask my intentions with this dinner. But trying to be comforting at the same time. It was not easy. I leaned by with you and casually put my arm on the back of the couch. Giving little distance between my arm and your shoulders. That’s when I glanced your direction.
My eyes immediately focused on the mark on your arm. A rage built up inside me. I’ve always condoned acts like that towards women but to you. Someone I’ve been growing more protective over the past few months. Plus the growing feelings for.
My head shakes slowly as I lean down and grab my whiskey. Gripping the class firmly to contain my anger. “Annie” i say sharply. “Did he hurt you?” I kept my tone level as I didn’t want you to relive the moment, but my anger was near spiking. “Did he hurt you?” I asked again as you hesitated to respond.