forum college roomies (o/o) [closed]

Started July 03, 2020 by @honey-bee

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hey homies!

basically i saw a shared apartment au thing on pinterest and got super inspired so i'm here w a college roomie with way too much tension to be just friends rp!!!!!!

i don't really have a set plot for this, just kind of see where we go with it. daily college life with shenanigans sprinkled in is what i have in mind. let me know if you have any ideas!!

this will be just a "real world" rp, no fantasy or anything like that.

shared apartment au:

• my shower is broken because of some stupid mistake and I have to use the one in your room
• i'm a heavy sleeper and my alarm is so loud and obnoxious you have to wake me up in some way to switch it off
• mutual hate for our landlord/neighbor
• cooking together/one of us cooking/teaching the other how to cook because the other sucks at it
• you came home too drunk last night to find your room so you crashed in mine
• grocery shopping together

rules:

• no bigotry please
• proper grammar/spelling
• going off of that, full sentences and at least a few, don't leave me hanging off one sentence answers!!!!
• i'm a-okay with nasties but we're taken it to dms
• don't make your character super op and quirky please
• if you have any triggers/sensitive subjects please tell me beforehand!!! i don't want to trigger you :(
• please ask before joining!!!! i prefer experienced writers but i'm willing to work with anyone
• cursing/gore is a-okay, just don't make it too extreme
• also, be specific when filling out the template, i don't need paragraphs but in-depth descriptions would be nice :)
• if you have any questions please ask!!!!!! i'm open to a lot of things

template:

Basics:
Name:
NIckname (if possible):
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:

Appearance:
Ethnicity:
Body Shape:
Height:
Eyes:
Hair:
Basic facial look:
Blemishes (freckles, moles, acne, etc):
Tattoos (if possible):
General style (how they dress):

Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
General characteristics (basically how they act):
Pet Peeve(s):
Extroverted or introverted? (or a mix)

Notes (anything extra abt them):

Hello-

Anyways everything I was doing has died and I'm too lazy to try and do a high-concept RP but if you'd have me I'd love to take part in this!

yayyy hi!!!!! i'd love to !!!

before i get started on pumping out a character is there any specific sexuality you want to do???

also anything i need to stay away from???

Sorry for taking a minute to respond! Anyways, for sexuality/romantic orientation I tend to make a lot of my characters somewhere on the aro/ace spectrum, but if you're talking about the specific genders of our characters I have a Lad, Quincy, who I'm not using for any particular story that I think would fit perfectly! he's grey-biromantic and bisexual so whatever gender you want, male, female, nonbinary/genderqueer/etc. As for stuff to stay away from, I don't have any specific triggers really? But I'd prefer to not deal with real world issues in this kinda? Like I mean, I'm not saying to not acknowledge this stuff, it's important, but like. I don't want to have our characters actively quarantining because that would hit a bit too close to home.

you're good! yeah, quincy will do great!!! and regarding the gender, anything you want is fine with me!

i was planning to stay away from the whole quarantine thing so good to know!!! I'm in the eastern time zone so it's really late here, so i'm gonna post my homie in the morning, if that's good with you?

Cool, I'll do the same if that's okay.

yes ofc!!! see you in the morning homie

Good morning!

ahhh good morning!!!! sorry it’s so late, i had to work :((( but i’ll post my character asap :0

here he is!!! my boy leandro

Basics:
Name: Leandro Romano
NIckname (if possible): Leo
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual

Appearance:
Ethnicity: Italian
Body Shape: Lean type of muscular, all soft muscles (like not rock hard abs, ya know)
Height: 6’0”
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Curly caramel colored hair that’s cut into a grown out undercut, hair falling over his eyes a little bit
Basic facial look: If a golden retriever was a person, it would be him. Smile lines at the corner of his eyes, which are framed by long eyelashes. Freckles adore his cheeks, always stained by a slight blush from smiling too much. He’s got that open look to him that makes you think you can tell him anything.
Blemishes (freckles, moles, acne, etc): Freckles, all over. Years spent in the sun working gave him a natural tan and an abundance of freckles.
Tattoos (if possible): None at the moment
General style (how they dress): Soft boy (tm). All sweaters over collared shirts and baggy (obviously cuffed) pants. He also really likes funky socks and always wears his worn superstars.

Personality:
Likes: volleyball, the ocean, cats, the arts (especially Shakespeare), cooking (although he’s terrible if it’s not pasta), minecraft, gardening, wine
Dislikes: thunderstorms, cheap beer, math, spiders
General characteristics (basically how they act): All sunshine and smiles, he has no problem talking to strangers (perhaps a bad thing). He loves to talk and make others laugh, and is one to fill the silence during conversations, or completely lead them. He’s attentive and a great listener, for how much he talks. Maybe a little too bold with his words, he loves taking chances and having little adventures, which leaves him with either a good conversation starter or an argument.
Pet Peeve(s): When people are rude for no good reason
Extroverted or introverted? (or a mix) Extroverted

Notes (anything extra abt them): Plays volleyball for their resident college and is an arts history major.

Basics:
Name: Quincy Valentine
NIckname (if possible): Val, Qui-Qui
Age: 22
Gender: Trans man and proud of it, he/him. About a year and a half years on testosterone and saving up money for top surgery.
Sexuality: Grey/Biromantic, sex positive asexual.

Appearance:
Ethnicity: Black American
Body Shape: Narrow shoulders and thin but lean arms, not muscular but it's clear that physical fitness is at least of passing importance to him. A bit padded around the middle and thighs, and while his hips aren't super noticeable under baggy clothing they. Exist. cue the dysphoria anthem, Body by Mother Mother.
Height: 5'7"
Eyes: Dark, dark brown, kind of doe-eyed with smile lines around them.
Hair: Curly and short, although he wants to grow it out and experiment with it at some point, and some stubble he refuses to shave off (he's very proud of his "baby beard" lol).
Basic facial look:
Blemishes (freckles, moles, acne, etc): Fading acne scars on chin and forehead, as well as several fading and recent marks from scratching himself (see: dermatillomania), and vitiligo covering the middle of his face and his cheeks and hands/arms and legs mostly, with patches littered around the rest of his body sparingly.
Tattoos (if possible): None, yet.
General style (how they dress): Literally anything that's comfortable. Just. Anything. Likes to experiment with gender and presentation because WHO DOESN'T? FASHION IS COOL!! But really it's between anything he'd wear to bed and pastel-goth/general alternative fashion, because Quincy deserves to look and feel sexy and I am going to give him the world. His favorite jacket is literally covered in pins, a solid 1/4th of them cat-themed.

Personality:
Likes: (he would say everything-) Cats, animation, spending time with his family and friends, going out to fancy places to eat just for the adventure of it, the smell of gasoline and/or hand sanatizer, (it's legit calming bro-), music, his job, hockey, hiking, rock climbing, tap dancing, the feeling of a dry rain (basically rain minus the annoying humidity), noir-type mysteries, filmography.
Dislikes: Horror movies (only movies, though, any other medium is usually fine), his chest, humidity, scraping noises, the taste and texture of cloth in his mouth, losing things, corruption.
General characteristics (basically how they act): Quincy is emotional, sympathetic, and overall a good listener, but struggles with actually acting on helping people because he has a difficult time figuring out what people need and how to balance his own baggage with others. He's very social and is often out and around trying to fill his day with things to do. He doesn't do well when understimulated/bored but is ultimately an introvert and does his best to make time for himself to just relax. With advice, it's hit-or-miss because he either has the perfect advice for your exact situation or he has no clue what anyone should be doing, not even himself. He's very outdoorsy and spends most of his time in the park or tending to his mini-garden of about 3 small cacti and a few flowers. And some mint that he swears he'll use in cooking at some point but never does and at this point it's an overgrown mess.
Pet Peeve(s): People acting like they know everything, when people state the obvious (even if they're trying to be helpful), and people who disregard traffic safety, among other things.
Extroverted or introverted? (or a mix) Social introvert.

Notes (anything extra abt them): Quincy has been diagnosed with ADHD, anxiety and dermatillomania, and an undiagnosed case of Bipolar Disorder.

I got my lad up!

omg i love him!!!!! he’s a very well rounded character. also i just realized i completely forgot leandro’s style so i updated that :0

also is it cool if they’re in the same friend group? like oc they’ll have friends outside of it but so it makes sense for them to be roomies

Yeah, absolutely!

great!! then i'll go ahead and post a starter

Leandro wasn't quite sure what was in his pan right now, but it definitely wasn't pancakes. Maybe attempting a homemade recipe wasn't the best thing to do at 7 in the morning on a Saturday, but he had woken up in a panic thinking he was late to his 8 am class and couldn't fall back asleep. Aren't Italians supposed to be good at cooking? he thought to himself, looking distastefully at the runny mixture in the pan. Maybe try to flip it?

He did so, and coughed as smoke lifted from the pan, revealing a charred pancake. Leandro paled; Quincy was going to kill him.

(Sorry I was gone! I had the sleeping. I'm here now though!)

Quincy shrugged off the weighted blanket, which had gotten tangled around him in yet another restless sleep. Something was burning…something was burning! Shit! He shot up out of bed, running to the source of the scent, which he suddenly realized was probably unwise. Running towards a fire was not usually the best course of action. But then again, it didn't seem big, and besides, they had extinguishers.

He was relieved to see that it was just Leandro and a smoking mess of… well, something. Quincy's shoulders sagged in relief, and he started to giggle. "I thought our house was on fire!" he wheezed, taking no notice of how weird a statement it was. "It's just you though. What're you making anyways?" he asked, calming down.

Leandro jumped at the sudden appearance, accidentally making the pancake flip up and land on the floor. “Erm, pancakes?” he said, glancing down at the charred food. “I tried making a homemade recipe but my cooking skills decided to take their leave.” he pouted, placing the smoking dish in the sink where it would hopefully cool down.

"Hmm. Want any help with that?" he asked, crouching down with the dustpan to scrape the mess from the floor. He dumped it in the trash, eyes a little unfocused, looking at nothing.

"I have a pretty good recipe myself. Well, I say recipe." he tilted his head, turning the tap on and scrubbing the mess off of the pan.

“I can get that,” Leandro said, grabbing the pan from his hands. “I made the mess, I should clean it up. But if you want to salvage breakfast that’d be great,” he sent a playful wink towards Quincy, sticking out his tongue.

He scrubbed harder on the pan, effectively getting rid of the char. He wrinkled his nose at the smell; how was he this bad at cooking?

"Oh! Alright! Um, want me to show you some things? I dunno, it might help you get better at cooking so you don't have to rely on takeout every night." he teased, opening the cupboards and pulling out a metal bowl, a spatula, flour, sugar, vanilla, some eggs, and so on, assembling them at the counter and pulling Leandro to the workstation. "It's not an exact science, but you just put enough of what you need in and then a pinch extra and stir it all up." he said, spooning about two cups of flour into the bowl.

“Science? No wonder I’m bad,” he said, staring at unease at the products as Quincy working, ignoring where his arm tingled because of his touch. It was no secret to anyone of Leandro’s hatred of the subject. “Plus, takeout doesn’t put me in danger.”

Reaching out, he took the half cup, racking his mind for the ingredients in the recipe he skimmed through earlier. “Sugar…?” he trailed off, looking at Quincy for help.

"About a tablespoon, ish, at least for how much we're making. Why do you ask?" he said, unthinkingly guiding Leandro's hand to the measuring spoon and moving it to dump it in. "The main thing you wanna remember is that you don't need a fuck ton of it, just a pinch so that it doesn't taste flat. Now, I tend to add vanilla in as well just because I like the taste, a small squirt will do and you don't have to use real vanilla, it's expensive as hell." he said, guiding Leandro through the process both with words and physical direction, waving his hands all over the counter.

“Uhhhh,” Leandro stuttered, trying to take everything in but stuck on the feeling of the other’s hand. Shit. Shit. Shit. He could register that he was saying something about vanilla, but his hands were moving so fast and his cheeks were still burning, despite his best efforts to calm down. Before he knew it they had a mix, which looked way better than his. “Maybe I should cook with you a lot more often,”