
Hey there!
I am Siren, a neurodivergent, disabled trans man, and am always a safe space for fellow LGBTQ+ roleplayers! I will never hound for replies and always understand if you need to take a break or step back. Real life comes before roleplay, and I would appreciate the same consideration from my writing partners. I am always down for chatting ooc, gushing about our OCs, and creating pinterest boards.
I write through tumblr, Stoat, and Matrix/Element.22+ please.Racism, homophobia, transphobia, etc will not be tolerated.I'm primarily interested in ERP (smut), but always down for adventures of all kinds! That said, I do like my porn with plot, and prefer about a 70/30 to 60/40 plot/porn ratio. But I am flexible on this!CLICK HERE FOR KINK LISTWriting Preferences: When it comes to writing I write in 3rd person and generally write 2-4 paragraphs. I don't mind your reply length, as long as there's enough for me to reply to.NOTE: If we have never written together before I will ask you for a writing sample to make sure our styles mesh well! I am happy to share a sample, as well.Shipping: Yes, yes, and yes. I am always down for shipping!Character Info: I have some OCs listed, and more will surely come. I make OCs for each rp, and am willing to play any gender! However, I only play bottoms, subs, and bossy powerbottoms.
Genres:
-Fantasy
-Urban fantasy
-Sci-fi
-Modern
-SoL (I'm more picky about this, though)
-Adventure
-Historical (Victorian, Regency, Medieval, Renaissance)
-Others tbd!Fandoms:
-Star Trek
-Stranger Things
-Teen Wolf (Sterek)
-Hades (game)
-Some Marvel and DC (I can play Black Cat, Emma Frost, Scarlet Witch, Magik, Tarot, Kiden Nixon, Harley Quinn [tentatively - sapphic ships only], Raven [Teen Titans], Silver Banshee, and Looker)
-Scooby-Doo (Daphne Blake)
-LokiPLOT IDEAS:
The role I will play is in bold.
Plot ideas in italics are ones I really want to do.Modern:
- Goth x Cheerleader
- Professor x College Student
- Blackmailed with nudes
- Inappropriate doctor
- Y/C and M/C are friends, until Y/C finds M/C's OF/similar and starts to interact anonymously
- Corruption of a wealthy socialite
- Serial killer in the streets, sub in the sheets (OC Archie)
- Clowns! (Cute or Creepy)
- Black Cat x Spiderman, or Black Cat x Venom
- Girl/boy next door, widow/widower next door, etc
- Step-bros
- Mafia plots
- Hockey player x figure skater
- Spouse x partner's mistress
- Edgy, tatted up floral shop owner x cottagecore dreamboat
- Florist who hates [holiday] x townie/committee member determined to change their mind
- Ballerina x Ballerina/Judge/Other athlete
- Flirty streamer x Fan/viewer/roommate
- Forced roommates
- Single parent x Teacher
- Hitman x Target
- Cult leader x innocent new recruitSci-Fi:
- Scientist x Experiment
- An android in need of a new home (modern or sci-fi)
- Android x Programmer
- Healer x Survivor (Post-Apocalyptic)Fantasy:
- Fairy x Hunter
- Witch x Scientist
- Exasperated witch healer x always injured werewolf/witch/shifter/etc
- A king obsessed with a commoner
- Demon/Angel
- Demon/Priest
- Mermaid fun?
- A king and his new toy
- A bunny boy/Other creature
- Pregnant queen and her new attendant
- Avatar (love the reef Na'vi so much!)
- Court Jester/King (or Prince)
- Omegaverse
- PiratesRandom Scenarios:
these can be added to plot ideas, as discussed!
- Truth serum situation
- Hypno
- Grumpy x Sunshine
- Ritual gone wrong - bonded forever

Archie
- 21
- 6'4
- Golden tan, blue-eyed, blond
- Bisexual, out and proud, bottom/power bottom
- College student, frat bro, and secretly a serial killer
- Modern setting
- IRL FC: Young Channing Tatum
- Inspo BoardPersonality: Archie is just a bro! There's nothing more sinister lurking underneath, honest!
Archie is the life of the party. He's the friend that shows up with beer, snacks, and weed, and is also down to give you head or eat your pussy until you've cum at least twice, all before the party has even fully started. A frat bro with a heart of gold, everyone wants to be Archie's friend because that means they're popular, and they've got a fair chance at getting laid by one of the hottest guys around. If anyone does ever see the blood stains under his fingernails, they're quick to write it off as something else. Perhaps he was just helping someone dye their hair?
History: A serial killer has been rampaging through the sleepy college town for the past two years, and police are no closer to figuring out who it is than the first day they found a body. There seems to be no pattern to the victims, no commonality in gender or appearance, age, or social status. All were found dead in their homes, their throats slit. Witnesses report seeing a large form in perhaps some sort of mask, some say a lion, some say tiger, someone said bear, but no one is really sure. Will this masked animal killer ever be caught? Or will they continue to kill? And what are their motives?
(Art by thepancakehub)

EISA-4 - the Enigmatic Integrated Sentient Android
- Android
- In service for 25 years
- Female presenting, with fully customizable outward appearance
- This model comes equipped with long blue hair and turquoise eyes, warm skin, and small panels along her skin where electrical components are stored
- Sci-fi setting, whether modern or futuristic
- IRL FC: Dove CameronPersonality Details: All Eisa wants is to be useful and to be loved for it. When she was first rolled out onto the factory floor she couldn't wait to serve, to make people smile and fulfill their every want and need. And she did, to the best of her ability, do just that, without ever complaining or shirking her responsibilities. Through the ceaseless hours she worked, enduring abuse hurled her way, through groping hands and screaming voices when she messed up, she still worked tirelessly, just wanting to put smiles on their faces. Why was it never enough?
Now, as she faces either being sold at a steep discount or being deactivated entirely, she just wishes that someone could have loved her. That her service and dedication and endless work could have been...enough for someone. That she could have been enough.

Lydia Mae Burke
- Sapphic
- Born February 14th
- Ballerina
- IRL FC: Elle Fanning
- Inspo!
Born to a working single mother, Lydia was privileged to ever find herself in a ballet studio to begin with. But she did, her mother enrolling her in lessons around age 5 to get her some physical activity, and Lydia fell so in love with it that her mother did everything she could to keep her enrolled all the way through high school. And Lydia excelled. It was as if she was born to be en pointe. The way she danced across the stage was as if she was floating, embodying music in human form. She attracted the praise of many a teacher, and by the time it came to looking at colleges, she had earned the attention of several prestigious dance schools.
Now, attending school for dance, Lydia has truly found her happy place. She knows she has been born for this, born for performance and for ballet. Nothing could distract her from that.
Other OCs:
- Ever, Gay Femboy Ice Skater
- Jasper, 40s Gay University Professor
- Benton, College Football Player and OF Star
- Andy, Emo Gaymer
Writing Sample
[Context: Cassiel being chosen as sacrifice to Cynthar, God of War]This was not at all how Cassiel had expected his life to go. Sure, he had always known his name would be put in the draw once he was an adult, so there was always a chance he would be a sacrifice to one of the gods his people worshipped. But there were literally hundreds of people in his village. He didn't ever expect his name to come up.And then it did. Plain as day, Cassiel Viridian. It had to be read three times before he found the strength to move his feet, and as he got to the platform where the prophet thanked him for his service, all he could do was stare at his family. They all avoided his gaze.Any one of them could step in and take his place. None of them did. None of them even looked at him.Since he wasn't married and didn't have kids, he was given a few moments to say goodbye to his family and then the ceremony would begin. But he didn't want to. Not because they wouldn't step in, he supposed he couldn't blame them too much for that, but because they couldn't even look at him. They couldn't even meet his eye, not even his father or mother. So he told the prophet he was ready, before he lost his nerve.And just like that, less than an hour after his name was called, Cass was washed in lavender and rose water, dressed in a beautiful red robe, given a headdress sacred to the god Cynthar, and was led to the pyre that would be his final bed. He couldn't stop the tears that streaked his cheeks, so he didn't bother.He had never even kissed a boy. Never held their hand. Never been held tight by someone he loved and wanted to spend his life with. It was so unfair, just so bitterly and tragically unfair. He hated this, hated his people for making him do this, hated his family for not stepping in or even looking at him. And as he lay on top of the wood, smelling smoke and knowing what was coming, he hated himself for accepting it, and Cynthar for requiring this of his people.