#Gay rp starter

[theromanbaths]

Caracalla's Nightmare. Gladiator II Open RP.

Open to: All males, would love an Emperor Geta as well

Plot: Caracalla, the smaller twin Emperor of Rome, is hidden under a table and trembling after a fight with his brother Geta. An angry mob has formed outside to kill the Emperors and Caracalla is also suffering from a disease that is affecting his brain, unknown to the palace physicians, that keeps worsening and he has grown increasingly anxious and paranoid. You heard him call for help.

Caracalla did not know who to trust anymore... his twin brother had thrown a cup of wine at his little pet monkey, Dondus, and there was an angry mob shouting outside the palace.

He felt alone. Entirely alone. He felt disorientated and his sick brain would, at times, not allow him to recognise his own chambers anymore. He resorted to hiding under one of the many marble tables that decorated the palace.

An Emperor of Rome did not cry.... but he was just so afraid. Why would no one help him?

He called out in a small voice, thinking no one would even hear him here. The mob outside was shouting loudly and Emperor Geta and their advisor Macrinus were in one of the many other large rooms of the palace. They would not help him. His brother hated him and he hated his monkey,

"Help me... p-please."

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

open too: M!21+

plot: idk matt and y/m fucked last night and now matt is having trouble sitting properly(whether that be from a spanking or smth else is up to you), so no plot.

connection’s: boyfriend, fwb, one night stand, anything really just no incest.

who: matthew miller, late twenties, homosexual, bottom, switch, veterinarian

dont like my starter unless were mutual’s and you plan to reply.

matt whinced as he sat down, shotting a glare at the man sitting across from him. “shut the fuck up.” the blonde spat. “you are the reason my ass hurts right now.”

[moon-meridian]

*/ mateo guerrero.

who: open male muse. anyone welcome. where: mercury manor suites, private quarters.

mateo was a dangerous man. there was no way in hell that he could escape that sort of reality. not when one was born into the guerrero dynasty and promised so much power. the only caveat was that one couldn’t be afraid to reach out and take what was rightfully theirs. as one of the largest mafia families in new york - mateo took root in this lifestyle well into his teens and fell inline like a regular foot soldier. now he was much older, took all the advice of his father and was just a few years away from taking over his father’s entire empire. polishing off his drink - mateo tipped the bartender and made his way back to his room where he prepared himself an escort for the evening. the only catch was that he wanted someone fresh, someone new to the scene and still “innocent.” the man was in the mood to corrupt and defile, which only made him more aroused. as he approached his door, he quickly noticed the boy leaning against the wall and flashed him a smile. “are you who they sent me?” he questioned the other as he looked him over while unlocking the door to his suite.

[xthetribunalx]

plot: kyland's body is feeling sensitive, and one of his dormmates is having to hear him whimpering and whining and decides it's time for someone in the dorm/frat to put him out of his misery and give his body the relief he's craving.

the werewolf couldn't help but to whimper and whine as he laid on the bed. his body was craving stimulation. he wanted and needed to feel someone against him. kyland couldn't help the soft groans and whines that escaped his lips as he moved from his back onto his knees. the skimpy underwear clinging to his fat ass as his hand slipped between his legs to press against his groin with pure desire and lust. kyland didn't have a mate. what he did have, though? was dormmates that probably could hear the wolf trying his best to keep himself contained.

[versxtileboys]

muse: lucas plot: your muse has booked lucas for the night. the topic of who's topping has yet to be determined... open to: tops, bottoms suggested connections: n/a; anyone goes! :)

Lucas knew he had the herculean body of most men's dreams. Truly the next coming of Adonis, men by day paid to be just like him and, by night, they wanted their way with him. He didn't blame them one bit - his tits were to die for, abs and arms straight out of some bara wet dream, his cock flopped around just right as he got fucked and penetrated de when he fucked and his ass put most marble statues to shame. He was absolutely the ideal of man and he never missed a chance to flaunt it.

Becoming a rent boy had been the easiest way to merge all of his interests. Lucas loved nothing more than when his clients at the gym ogled over him, always searching for discreet ways to cop a feel or their eyes giving away their true intentions. He never minded and, of course, always encouraged it where he could. That, paired with a stallion need for sex, maid the choice one of little wonder. Getting paid to fuck men, be fucked and be worshipped like the god he was? It was a no-brainer that he was constantly praised as a 'dedicated worker.'

"You can go ahead and touch them if you want," Lucas purred at the man next to him, shirt long since abandoned and tits bouncing. "We still gotta decide who's the one bending over."

[chaotic-constellations]

who: jacob elordi w. open male character. what: rival witches from different covens, manipulation, and hate-to-love vibes. full of angst and tension if you dig that sort of thing. where: somewhere in salem, massachusetts.

the witches in his family weren't known to be incredibly nice. in fact - this world had hardened them and created this sense entitlement that none of them could escape from. as the youngest in his families coven, damien hardly ever pushed against the grain and instead suffered alongside them. maybe it was easier to play the victim instead of taking some sort of accountability in the end.

sitting in the shadows, he took a sip of his favorite beer and smirked knowing that in the room next to his, one of his biggest rivals slept with another man in secret and was in the process of sneaking out on his walk of shame.

as the other made his way down the hall, almost past his open bedroom. damien licked his lips as he took another sip from the beer as he leaned forward "was this a one-night stand or was it love?" he smiled softly, knowing his words might bring some sting to the situation at hand as well as some second-hand embarrassment.

[dcviousintcntions]

Open: m/f/nb submissives

Connections/plot: Your muse has been lasting after Steve for some time. Finally, they decided to spike his drink with a potion to lower his inhibitions and get what they want. They couldn't have anticipated the dominant force Steve would become.

"Not that it's a bad thing. It's just a lot more open than what I'm used to, ya know. It took a little bit for me to wrap my head around. There's a lot I want to explore." Steve didn't often talk about bedroom activities so freely but he had been feeling relaxed after the drink the other had made for him. And it was the truth. He had been thinking about thinks for weeks now, wondering just how best to be able to explore it. Tbe normally prim and proper Steve Rogers had been exposed to the darker side of the internet and it had flared his imagination. The thought alone had him growing hard. "I just don't really know how." He glanced towards them, eyes wondering more than he typically would have allowed.

[amindlessmadman]

ROLEPLAY THINGS

⟢ | intro

Okay so, to start off heres a little introduction! Remi, I’m a transmasc, 18+, write semi-lit to just two or more paragraphs, and I have quite the variety of ocs and possible new ocs (Im very flexible with characters).

⟢ | requirements

Important things first, please be older than 18 to reply as I am 19 and many of my ideas come with nsfw themes linked into them!

Please be patient when it comes to replies, I am a busy man and have adhd so I may get distracted and forget to reply! As well as I have a job, so replies may vary during those times.

Be open to short, three or so paragraphs, replies every now and then. I get burnt out pretty quick when always having to write out a lot, especially when I’m not feeling it. Although I mostly always mirror, I do sometimes tend to scale down on how much I write.

Open communication!! I can’t stress this enough, I would love to be able to talk out of character no matter what its about!

⟢ | genre, pairings & more

My all time favorites are horror, romance, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff and fantasy! As for pairings, I strictly only do M/M or M/NB. Im open to trans characters and others, I don’t discriminate, especially with how Im trans myself! On the topic of characters, some of my characters may be stereotypical. As stated previously, I have a big variety of characters and some may have some stereotypical elements. On top of that, if we do include nsfw, in terms of intimacy between our characters, I would prefer to write it out from a sub pov (sub bottom, sub top, or sub switch). Though Im flexible when it comes to that as well.

⟢ | pairing ideas

siren x deaf pirate

merman x pirate

single father x babysitter

servant x king

killer x investigator

killer!cop x cop investigator

vampire x immortal human

rival cowboys (their horses are in love)

hero x obsessive!villain

hero’s ex sidekick x villain (something like the sidekick was neglected/used by the hero!)

arranged marriage + human x vampire

arranged marriage + enimes to lovers

priest x demon

satanic!priest x angel

injured!werewolf x human

injured!nonhuman x human

injured!soldier x human

injured!anything x human

soft/sweet vampire x human (thinking something like a character whos the sweetest person you’ll ever meet and he turns out to be a blood thirsty vampire..)

artist x oc that came alive (im thinking something like the artist got a magical book and drew the oc in it, which made the oc come to life, ignore how unrealistic this is)

monster x scientist

spiderman variant x deadpool variant

+ a bunch more

^ plots can be altered to your liking

⟢ | random oc info

Some of my ocs aren’t 100% done, so if you ever ask me to see a description it may take some time! Especially with how my ocs adapt to the plot quite a lot and many things may be altered so they fit the plot!!

Im not a artist, many of my ocs will have faceclaims from pinterests or picrew (with the artists stated)!

( this is pretty lengthy, i apologize—)

[underthclight]

open to: m/f/nb

muse: Liam Winchester; 18; Switch; Bisexual; Angel-Human Hybrid who hunts the supernatural.

connection: any

"Just tell me where you put my gun, and I'll leave you to enjoy your dinner." He popped a piece of white meat in his mouth. "Chicken's dry."

[thetroublewithhim]

Like this post for a starter from Ezra Bellec 55 / male / gay top dominant / human / French American

Open to 18+ / gay bottom / NSFW friendly / plot driven / paragraphs

[eroticismz]

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[txboocvntboisrp]

Open to Glee male characters (please no Blaine or David Karofsky. YES to Finn, Puck, Sam, Mike and OCs to make up the team)

He had been planning on rejoining the Cheerio’s, not least because he looked and felt pretty in the uniform. Hell! Even Jesse St James had gotten a hard on from seeing Kurt in a girls Cheerio uniform! However persuasion from the football team made Kurt rejoin them as the kicker. The team promised to protect Kurt from bullies, and then there was cock. Huge cock in his pussy. The promise was if he scored points he got his pussy fucked, no condom and no pulling out. If he didn’t score a point, a condom was worn. Either way it was win/win. That first game, Puck had gotten the honor of being Kurt’s very first, due to scoring a touchdown! As it turned out he got good and fucked several times a day even on non game days as they couldn’t resist his sweet pussy and the sweet sounds he made and how responsive his body was! All that was running through his mind as he kicked a field goal!

[arcanecovcn]

open to: males plot: Brandon has been infatuated with your muse for quite some time now. they live next to each other (or somewhere along the same street) and during one summer night, Brandon finally comes clean. (could be someone Brandon's age, someone older, or somewhere along the lines of "I'm in love with my best friend's dad.")

"Seriously, nothing? You've caught no signals, no glimpses... you had no idea I liked you before now?"

Brandon found it a little hard to believe. He wasn't the most subtle person in the world, always wore his heart on his sleeve but maybe if the other hadn't noticed his interest... well, maybe he wasn't as obvious as he thought.

"But, yeah. Basically, that's it: I like you, have liked you for a while now and I had to tell you. I was... something compelled me to do so, you know?" He took a sip from the beer bottle at his feet. "Now or never kinda thing."

[moon-meridian]

who: josiah wyatt (sebastian stan) w. open face. what: werewolf w. human. some a/b/o aspects. forgive me i know some aspects of this genre. where: shiver nightclub.

josiah knew from the moment that he saw the boy that he needed him. as an older werewolf, not many things interested him anymore but this boy was so different and captured his undivided attention. cold hues studied the boy, watching as his body swayed on the dancefloor as the nightclub owner decided on his next move. did he stake a claim; or did he put him out of his mind? everyone knew this club was owned by him and operated under werewolf sanctions; so with that he asked a dancer to summon the youth. the boy looked nervous as he got the request and cast a glance over in his direction. “you have to be the most beautiful boy i’ve ever seen…” he whispered as the other approached him and took a seat.

[galahadsrpboy]

Open To: males (bottom/verse)

Plot: Arthur has had a long day and needs to relax

Connections: Intern, Partner, Employee,

Arthur pulled off his tie and undid the top button of his shirt before collapsing into the chair in his office. “That was a long day” he said wiping the sweat from his brow, who knew a town hall would be that difficult. “You can go home if you want. I’m not going to stick around for long” he said wanting to relax. "just gotta finish this last thing"

[versxtileboys]

muse: larkin plot: larkin is a popular streamer known for his cheeky, bro-like persona. he's also pretty well known on websites such as lpsg, various porn sites, discussion boards and some xxx streaming services for his gargantuan bulge. its huge, going along with larkin's 'larger than life' persona. your muse is currently underneath said bulge, face covered by the clothed beast - all whilst larkin is streaming. open to: bottoms suggested connections: best friend, room mate, boyfriend, brother, cousin, step-brother, father, step-father

There was nowhere in the world that Larkin loved his obscenely sized bulge more than resting on the face of a pretty boy. Big enough to cover most faces, it was something of both a comical thing for him and something that was undeniably hot - the stuff of some gooner brain's wildest fantasies that he lived as a reality. His clothed cock and balls had been resting on the man's face for the better part of the two hour stream, weighing down against his features and reminding him who the real alpha between the two of them was. Sure the man had gotten back at Larkin by pawing at his balls, thighs or ass but they both knew there was nowhere else the man would rather be than beneath his bulge. Initiating a break sequence on his stream, Larkin lifted up his bulge to smirk down at the man beneath him.

"Having fun down there?" He said, an eyebrow raised. "Fuckin' sounds like it."