#everyone is very interested in carpooling and bed sharing and what the dog and the second child is called

[tempestaurora]

i watched the pitt in two days. spent the two days after that reading approx 300k worth of fan fic. i am now going to start the pitt again. maybe then, i will write the langdon x mel fic of my dreams

[archiesms]

this must be my dream

a second part :D because loved the last Johnny request I made so much 🥺

you can find the first part....here! 

also...this is smut because .... im johnny’s wh*re 

You shoved Johnny onto your bed, lips reconnecting as you hovered over him, moaning into his mouth as he ripped off your skirt and flipped you onto his back. You grinned down at him when he moaned at the lack of underwear, wasting no time to connect his lips to your throbbing center, sucking happily on your clit before pulled away to bite kisses onto your thighs. 

“I know this is kind of late but is this okay?” He asked timidly, his strong arms resting on either side of your head as he watched you fiery eyes. You nodded eagerly, sighing when his lips reached for your neck. 

“I want you,” you moaned, your hands scratching down his back. 

“I want you,” Johnny smiled, reaching into his underwear. 

“Fuck, Johnny—“

You jolted awake at the sound of your alarm, gasping as you sat up in your room, the empty room greeting you as you pushed sweaty hair away from your face. You touched your cheeks, shaking your head in embarrassment as they burned at your palms, shoving the blankets off as you made towards your bathroom to shower. 

You and Johnny had managed to get along more than you had expected, resulting in an unprecedented friendship. You tried to keep your face as stern as usual, but it was hard when you made eye contact with the other man across the room, who would stick out his tongue or gag whenever your boss spoke, making you stifle a giggle into your coffee cup. 

The two of you agreed to carpool, one week being you and the other being his, opting to spend more time with each other to prepare for whatever hell your boss would only subject to you and not your work friend.

Johnny was kind hearted, gentle despite his size and build, and thoughtful. He listened to your concerns with genuine interest as he would try to make you feel better earnestly by taking you out to a bar to drink away issues or to just sit in a car and eat ice cream. He was a good friend, only making you feel guilty that you were so quick to judge him before. 

However, you never saw him as anything other than just a friend, so your dream from this morning comes to a shock to you, feeling a bit uncomfortable as you try to shake the thought from your head. You’d be stupid to say that Johnny wasn’t attractive, because that wasn’t the case at all. In fact, Johnny was…incredibly attractive. He was tall, but muscular. His proportions were perfect, broad shoulders to long legs, as he looked perfect in his work suit and in casual wear when you hung out during the weekend. But to find…Johnny…sexually…

“Oh God, gross,” you deflect, shuddering while you dried your hair. 

You pull on your clothes quickly, running around your apartment to gather your bag and your necessities for the day as you grabbed your keys. It was your week to carpool this time around, but seeing that today was Friday, Johnny’s week would be this upcoming Monday. 

You sat in your car and texted Johnny that you were on your way, turning the ignition to start and pulling out of the parking garage, driving the now familiar route to his apartment as you parked in front of his building. 

He was already waiting at the front entrance, a wide smile on his face as he carried a cup of coffee, opening the car door with his free hand before dropping inside. 

“Good morning!” He greeted cheerily, handing you his cup, “here, try this.”

“What…is it?”

“Coffee, weirdo.” Johnny smiled, watching you take a sip from the cup and frowning when a strange aftertaste hit your tongue. 

“Johnny…is this Irish cream?”

“Surprise!’

“Are you trying to kill me?” You gagged, shoving the cup back into his hands. 

“There’s nothing wrong with a little day drinking,” He defended, taking a sip out of the discarded cup. “It’s Friday.”

“It’s fucking 10 am.”

“On a Friday.” 

You roll your eyes and put your attention to driving, chatting with Johnny about the night before. He told you nothing eventful happen after you both left work last night, and that he contemplated adopting a dog when he got home. He didn’t get very far, apparently, as he remembered the pet fee in his building. 

You really didn’t pay much attention to him, your mind wandering as you gave out supportive oh’s and really? At stoplights, you would watch his hands and how they flexed on his thighs, veins apparent as he fisted and relaxed them every time he was trying to make a point. 

You wonder how they would feel around your throat. 

“Oh fuck—“ You blinked, snapping out of your reverie when you heard a car honk at you for staying still at a green light. Johnny laughed at you and wondered why your head was in the clouds today as you blamed it on the rainy weather. 

“Do you still want to go out to the bars tonight?” He asked innocently, gauging your response as your nodded. 

“Sure. Right after work or…?”

“We can go home to freshen up if you want. Get rid of your old lady outfit.”

You pouted, looking down at your outfit, “you think I look like an old lady?”

“Maybe…not an old lady. Maybe an angry, hot librarian.”

You snort, side glancing at the man sat next to you, “you think I’m hot?”

Johnny cleared his throat before placing his coffee in the cup holder. Perhaps the alcohol in the Irish creme was incriminating him, “I’m not blind.”

Before either of you could dwell on it any longer, you arrived at the parking garage at the company, stepping outside the muggy air as you walked together towards the entrance. Of course, due to Johnny’s popularity, he was often pulled to the side to talk about weekend plans. The secretaries at the front desk made sure to pull him over to talk about a party they were having and that they were inviting him, only for Johnny to pull you by your shoulder and ask if you were invited too. 

You stared at your feet, trying to pull away from the man’s hold only to have him pull you closer. The secretaries had no choice but to invite you, awkwardly laughing and hoping for Johnny to come, even though you both knew that you had plans for that weekend. 

Following into the elevator, you had the rare chance of sharing it alone to yourselves, watching the numbers increase. 

“Why did you ask them to invite me?” You asked in a small voice. 

Johnny blinked, tilting his head, “why wouldn’t I? I want you to come.”

“I thought we were going to see a movie that same night?”

The other man brightened, a smile on his face, “oh yeah! I forgot! Never mind, I’ll just tell them we’re not going.”

You wanted to tell Johnny that he could always reschedule the movie if he wanted. You didn’t want to hold him down if he wanted to have fun at a party, but before you could say anything, the doors to the elevator opened and you had switched to the same, cold, finance director. 

The way your desks were set up, you were on one corner of the office while Johnny’s desk was sat on the other side of the office, facing you but leaving a small sliver in between the wall and his computer monitor for him to peek at you. You found yourself looking at that peek more now, as he would send you silent messages with his face or handwritten notes on his small whiteboard. You happened to peer over when your boss was talking to him, watching as he nodded his head and looked at the screen. Your eyes strained to look at the tiniest of notes, giggling when you saw a small help me :( . 

“Y/n?”

You jumped at the sound of Doyoung calling for you, standing next to your desk as you blinked at your assistant director, “oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

You shook you head, smiling at him, “No, it’s fine. Is there something you need?”

Johnny finished his conversation with the section chief to look back over at you, hoping to send you an annoyed face from his last conversation only to see you engaged with whatever Doyoung was telling you. He watched the gentle curve of your nose and cheeks, noticing how anytime you had a suggestion you would tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. His heart threatened to stop when he saw you smile, a small but bright smile that sent his brain into hysterics, the same smile that made him dizzy and the same smile that was always followed with a touch to his shoulder. 

His eyebrows furrowed when your face turned serious, watching as Doyoung sat next to you to look over something. What were you talking about? Was it serious? Is something wrong? Johnny watched as you stood up, taking Doyoung’s shoulder and walking away from your desk  and leading him to a secluded section. Johnny swallowed harshly and grimaced at the jealousy settling in his stomach, leaning against his chair and only hoping that you would tell him later on to help settle his nerves. 

“How are you holding up?” You asked Doyoung gently. No one was around the lounge during the first few hours of work, everyone working intensely on deadlines to be thinking about taking a break. All except your assistant director, who was tired as he was saddened by recent events in his life. 

“I’m..here, I guess. My brother is feeling better, thankfully. My mom, however…”

You bit you lip, “Doyoung, you know you can ask me if you need some time off, right? I understand. I can pick up extra work. Everyone loves you, we want to make sure you’re okay,”

“I would hate to put you in that position though—“

“I would hate to put you in a position where you had to pick between your family and your job,” you interrupted. “Seriously, if you need to take a few days, start today. It’s not like we’re ever short staffed in the finance department anyway.”

“You sure?”

“Positive,” you gave a smile, wrapping your arms around his waist as he hugged your shoulders. “Get some rest, you need it. Let me know when you feel better.”

“Thank you.” 

You pat Doyoung on the back, squeezing his arm as you watched him leave. You turned around and bumped into Johnny, cursing again as you squeezed your eyes shut. 

“Fuck, Johnny,” you hissed. The taller man laughed and walked towards the coffee machine. 

“Sorry. I needed a pick-me-up that wasn’t alcoholic,” he lied. There wasn’t anything he hated more than office coffee. 

“So do I,” you sighed, leaning against the counter and rubbing your temples. You smiled when Johnny handed you the first cup, his hand resting on the back of your neck as he squeezed gently. You smiled at the touch, leaning into his hold as you took a sip. 

“Everything okay?”

“Everything is okay,” you reassured, a gentle smile on your lips. “Don’t worry.”

It was that same smile again. Johnny bit his tongue to fight the urge to pull you into a kiss, what with you mewling in his hand. He took a deep breath instead, rubbing your back before he pulled away to grab his own coffee. 

“Shall we?” He asked, prompting his way out the door. 

You frowned, not ready for the work that was waiting for you now that you were down a person, “we might as well.” 

The end of the work shift rolled around faster than you expected, instantly grateful for a fast work day as they were rare the more you worked. You glanced over at Johnny before walking over to his desk, your head next to his as you watched him log off with a sigh. You smiled and faced him, your lips ghosting his ear. 

“How’s that report?” You teased. 

“I’ll send it tomorrow,” he grumbled. 

You laughed, pressing a kiss to his temple. 

You froze when you realize what you did. Johnny met your eyes with widened ones before you turned on your heel, hoping that he would forget what happened and dismiss it. 

“We should go!” You pressed, grabbing his arm. 

Johnny gave a giddy grin as you pulled him out of the office, his head spinning from a simple kiss to his forehead. Oh how he would beg for just one more touch. 

You drop Johnny off at his apartment, agreeing to meet up at nine o’clock at the bar. Johnny wanted to bring up the kiss again, but he didn’t want to press into it, instead, he opted on on kissing your forehead next, making you jump in surprise. 

“Now we’re even,” he grinned, “I’ll see you at nine!”

You threw an empty coffee cup at him, cursing at him when he successfully dodged it. You watched him wave with a smile before you drove off to your apartment, desperately attempting to silence your pounding heart. 

“Calm down,” you said to yourself, a smile forcing its way through your lips either way. 

When you got home, the first thing you did was peel your clothing off at the door, making your way back to the shower to rid yourself of all the work tension that had built up that day. You sigh and press your fingertips into your shoulder, wondering how wonderful it would feel to have Johnny to relive the pressure in your joints, his bow shaped lips pressing kisses to the skin. In contrast to earlier, you allowed your mind to wander to the dream you had this morning and imagine his hands on your waist, his strong chest pressed against your back as kissed your neck and back. 

Fine. You’ll admit that you’re attracted to your friend, but that was as far as it was going to go. 

Before your thoughts could get any deeper, you pull yourself out of the shower, running a comb through your hair hastily as you prepped you face up for make up. You dried your hair in the meantime, standing around your apartment naked before pulling an oversized shirt, giving yourself a second glance in the mirror. 

What…would Johnny’s shirts look like on me? You asked quietly. You watched yourself blush at the thought, smiling before going back to putting on your make up. 

It took you an hour and a half with distractions to finally complete your makeup, choosing your outfit next as you pulled on a tight A-Line skirt that hugged your hips comfortably, resting just above the middle of your thigh before you pulled on your shirt, a black, sweetheart neck shirt, your hand resting against your cleavage as you felt a bit embarrassed at the display of skin. You decided to straighten your hair then, attempting to use your long hair to hide it only to find that it looked better sleeked and behind your ears, showing your neck. 

A deep breath and a smile in the mirror decided you were ready to leave. You glanced at the time, grabbing a random jacket before walking to the taxi that you reserved, taking you to the bar that was near your apartment. 

You don’t know why you felt so nervous, your heart pounding against your chest as you thanked the taxi driver for the ride. You paid and tipped him earnestly, stepping outside in your heels as you waited awkwardly at the front door for your friend. You make eye contact with a few coworkers, quickly turning around and clenching your eyes before you hear your name gently called. 

You opened your eyes to see Johnny, look sleek in a black dress up shirt and matching pants. You smiled in relief, taking his hand and squeezing it tightly. 

“You…uh…” Johnny felt his ears burn as he racked in his brain for a compliment that could fit the way you looked. The truth of the matter was that you looked too beautiful, so incredibly gorgeous and stunning that left the man stupid.

“You look beautiful,” he decided on holding back on cheesy comments and feeling happy that it made you smile. 

“Thanks,” you beamed. “You don’t look too bad either.”

“There are people from work there, do you want to go to this bar instead?” 

“Yes please,” you nod, leaning into his hold as you walk towards the bar over. You sit across from him and watch as he ordered drinks and appetizers, the alcohol approaching first as he poured soju in a few glasses, handing you one he lifted his cup in hand. 

“Here’s to another week of work done,” he chanted, “only the rest of our lives to go.”

You laughed, clinking your drinks together before downing the drink in one go. 

The two of you continue to drink and laugh as you tear through appetizers and bottles of alcohol. Johnny had moved to your side of the booth, his head supported by his elbow that was resting against the table as he watched you eat, the corner of his lips curved upwards. You roll your eyes and take the bottle from his side, pouring yourself another drink. 

“Reached your limit already?” You teased, downing another shot and wiping the bit of alcohol that dripped over your chin. Johnny couldn’t help but to stare, blinking hard and shaking his head. 

“I’m…” his head dropped. “Drunk.”

You laughed, passing the food towards him as you pushed him to eat, “eat! You can’t give up on me yet, we’ve only been here for two hours.”

“No. I want you to eat, get your meals in.”

“I’ve had maybe three meals here alone,” you mock, pushing his head up.

Johnny huffed, grabbing the bottle and pouring you another shot, “keep drinking. It’s not fair that I’m the only one drunk.”

“Are you mad that I can take liquor better than you?”

Johnny smiled and hummed, his hand resting on your thigh as he squeezed, “yeah. s’not fair.”

You bit your lip at the contact, pouting when you felt his hand remove itself to pick up his chopsticks and eat at your request. 

Two more hours and at 2 am, the two of you stumbled out of the bar after you had paid the bill despite Johnny’s belligerence to pay. Both of you drunk out of your minds, you decide to walk to your apartment, which would be Johnny’s first time considering being months of friends. 

Said man looked up at the tall building, his eyes narrowed and his mouth open wide, “are you rich?”

“Kind of. Keep walking.” You huffed, pushing the man towards the front door. 

“How are you kind of rich?” 

Finally arriving at your apartment, Johnny splayed himself on your living room floor, landing on his back with a grunt as he looked around your lofty apartment. 

“This is really nice…I’m coming over more often,” he mumbled, “and it’s close to work.”

“That’s why I picked it.” You replied. You yawn and feel your head spin slightly as you kicked off your heels, walking to the living room to see Johnny lifting his hand up from the ground. You try pulling him up but he shook his head, pulling you down next. 

“Lay down with me,” he said. You laughed, instead opting to sit on his lap as his fingers run up and down your sides.

It didn’t take long for the man to pull you into his chest, listening to his heart beat in his chest as his fingers trailed up your bare back. You could fall asleep like this, your eyelids already falling heavy as he wrapped his arms around your figure instead. You rested your chin on his chest, using your fingers to caress his lips as he pressed absentminded kisses on them. You blushed, unsure if it was from the alcohol racing through your blood or from something more. You decided to test the theory, inching closer as you hovered over him.

“Johnny?”

“Hmm?”

“Can…” you swallowed, “can I kiss you?”

You heard his heart speed up in his chest as he sat up with you in his lap, “what?”

You bit your lip as you feared you had overstepped your boundary. You shook your head, giving a sheepish smile before starting to get up from his lap, “nothing. It was stupid, sorry—“

“Yes you can kiss me,” he said quickly. He knew he would regret if he missed on the opportunity, his hands on your hips again as his lips hovered over yours. “Please kiss me.”

Your knees felt like jelly under you at his quiet beg. Your fingers threaded through his hair as your noses barely bumped against each other, feeling his breath on your lips. 

“You won’t get mad at me tomorrow?” You asked, your forehead resting against his. 

“The only reason I would get mad for kissing you is if I didn’t end up doing it,” he replied, his eyes scanning your face for doubt. “Do you not want to? We don’t…have to…”

You panic at the space that was getting bigger in between your faces, shaking your head as you pressed yourself closer, “I want to, Johnny. I really want to.”

“Kiss me then,” he said, his lips pressing against your cheek. “Kiss me, please.”

You press your lips against his, your toes curling as Johnny snaked his strong arms around your waist, your lips slotting together perfectly as you moan in his mouth. You pull away breathlessly, eyes dilated as you stared at the man in front of you. 

“I like you, y/n,” he admitted, his cheeks flushed as his hands reached for yours. You swallow at the confession, allowing Johnny to thread his fingers with yours. “I really like you.”

You panicked as you weren’t sure if you returned the feelings. All you knew was that you loved the way your lips felt against his, the same way you liked his hands holding your own. You bit your lip, “Johnny…”

“You don’t have to like me back. I’m happy with just being here, with you. But I had to tell you because it would kill me if I didn’t.”

Truthfully, you had no idea how to respond. The only appropriate response was to press your lips against his again, not quite sure if you returned the feelings yet but being absolutely positive in knowing that you loved how he made you feel secure, safe, and...loved. 

“Why?” You asked, confused as to why he wouldn’t pick a pretty secretary or another girl in the office. “Why me?”

“Because you’re special,” he replied simply. “You're strong, you’re beautiful, you’re talented and so smart that it blows me away. You blow me away.”

“I think I love you, actually,” he said in a tone that sounded like he was just now realizing it on his own. The word sent your heart into your throat.

“You....love...me?”

Johnny blinked, struggling to read your emotions before you kissed him yet again, this time pushing him onto the floor as you grasped his collar with your hands. He pulled away momentarily, holding your face with his hands as he looked you in the eye. 

“Before I set myself up here,” he cleared his throat, “is it safe to assume you at least like me back?”

You laughed nodded your head before pecking his lips, “yes. It is.”

Johnny grinned before pulling you back in for a kiss. 

It wasn’t the least bit responsible, nor was it the least bit safe but neither one of you seemed to care. You peeled your clothing off faster than Johnny could unbutton his shirt, staring at you as he finally managed to yank his shirt off. 

He felt dizzy with lust upon seeing you completely naked under him, something he had only dreamt of up until this moment, as it was better than he could’ve ever imagined. His thumb ran over a nipple, his length twitching at the moan you let out before he pulled it, a mewl following as you spread you legs. 

“You’re a dream,” he breathed, kissing his way from your chest to your belly button. “If i wake up i’m going to be so fucking pissed.”

You laugh, pulling his lips in as you kiss his jawline, “if it’s a dream then I’ll wake you up and we’ll do it again.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, pulling his pants off with great speed. “Now I’m hoping it’s a dream.”

You roll your eyes at the comment, waiting expectantly with a finger on your clit, running circles as he ran his hand up and down his length, spitting on your expectant folds and moaning at the lewdness of it all.

“You like that?” He grinned. 

“It’s disgusting,” you breathed. “Yes. I do.”

It was his turn to laugh this time, kissing you again as he aligned his length with your entrance. His elbows rested on either side of your head, his lips finding purchase on your cheeks, forehead, and anywhere he could reach as he pushed himself inside. You threw your head back, his name falling from your lips as you squeezed his arm. 

“Beautiful,” he sighed. “So fucking beautiful.”

“Can you...”

“Yes, baby?”

Your face burned at the pet name, “fuck me, Johnny. Make me cry.”

He shuddered, pulling his length out to shove it into your warmth without warning, watching you cry out as he repeated the same rhythm, his head spinning from the pleasure and how tight you were squeezing his cock. 

“I dreamt...about you...” you admitted, fingers in your mouth. “Of your cock, fucking me, filling me up with cum—fuck, oh Johnny-“

“That makes two of us,” he moaned, his head falling in between his shoulders. You take advantage of this to push him on to his back again, watching his surprised face with a smile as  you turn to face away from him. Johnny grabbed your ass in response, his massive hands pinching, slapping, and doing whatever he could as you sank on his length, using the floor as leverage as you bounced on his lap. 

“Holy shit, y/n,” he groaned, his fingernails digging into your hips. “Shit—f-fuck-!”

You moan at his cock twitch inside you, filling you up promptly before pulling out to drip the same cum on his stomach and now flaccid member. You squeak out a yelp when you feel yourself being yanked on to what felt like a pair of lips, a tongue reaching in between your folds and eating you out feverishly as the same strong hands played with your nipples. 

Johnny sucked at your labia and sucked at your clit, humming as he slurped both his cum and your essence into his mouth, stiffening his tongue against your clit as you came with a cry, your legs shaking above his face as you collapsed on his stomach, breathing heavily as he pressed to fingers inside. 

“Wait-“ you moaned, your hand reaching for his as he continued to abuse your g-spot. Your legs trembled as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, pleading Johnny to pull his hand out before you came again. He made no effort to listen as another orgasm ripped through you, a scream falling from your lips as you squirted onto his chest, whimpering as your hole clenched around his index and ring finger, begging for more until he pulled said fingers out. 

You fell on your stomach, sticky, sweaty, and dizzy as your pussy still twitched. You couldn’t help but to smile at the kisses being pressed down your back, tender lips against hot skin as Johnny rubbed your back. 

“You okay?”

“More than okay,”you hummed. You stood on your legs shakily, forgetting that you weren’t exactly sober as you pulled at his hand. The taller man followed you to your bedroom, watching you fall against the sheets as you pulled him next to you. 

“You don’t want to get cleaned up first?” He asked, his head situating in between your breasts. 

“Nope,” you replied simply. 

There was something about the way he fit in your arms that made you kiss him again, this time fuller as you took great care in moving your lips against his, making sure he felt every ounce of happiness from your end on his. It seemed to work by the way he smiled, kissing your forehead next. 

You indulge each other in another rapid love making session, this time a bit shorter but still amazing as you came around him, shaking in his arms as he whispered praises in your ear. You both were exhausted by that point, Johnny falling asleep inside you as you drifted to sleep before he did. 

When you woke up, it was with a pounding headache and sore joints, confused as to why you felt so sticky until you realized there was something inside you. 

Something hard...and radiating quite a bit of heat. 

“Johnny?” you whispered. 

you faced the other man, smiling at his sleeping face as you leaned in to kiss him, morning breath be damned. he returned the kiss regardless, sighing dreamily as he accidentally pressed himself deeper inside you, a groan falling from his lips. 

“thank god i wasn’t dreaming.”

“i told you that if you were dreaming we would just do it again.”

johnny’s eyes were still closed but a smile was on his lips, “can we do it anyway?”

“will you pay for breakfast?”

“mm, I suppose.” he said. 

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck as his lips found purchase in the crook of your neck. 

[kpoprp-multi]

the plot/au list

The following list of Genres shows you what kind of things I rp usually:

✔️= What I can do with you as an rp

❌= What I’m uncomfortable to rp as

➖= I would like to test it out on rare occasions

Credit: @thisisnoteuropeanstyle and the other writing prompt people I’ve copied and pasted from… thanks for that and the fact that it’s made publicly available for everyone to see, you’re the best!

(1)Al Invasion AU [❌]

(2)Al Human AU [ ➖ ]

(3)Alp/Beta/Omega AU [✔️]

(4)Andro AU [➖]

(5)Angel/Demon AU [✔️]

(6)Arranged Marriage AU [ ➖ ]

(7)Baby AU [ ❌ ]

(8)Bakery AU [✔️]

(9)Badboy(girl) meets Social awkward girl(boy) with a roasting problem AU[❌]

(10)Bookstore AU [✔️]

(11)Business AU [✔️]

(12)Coffee Shop AU [✔️]

(13)Crime AU [✔️]

(14)Darkside AU [✔️]

(15)Desert island AU [ ➖ ]

(16)Dystopian AU [✔️]

(17)Fairy Tail AU[✔️]

(18)Fantasy AU [✔️]

(19)Flower Shop AU [✔️]

(20)Genderswap AU [✔️]

(21)Hanahaki Disease AU [➖]

(22)Harem AU – Or Reverse Harem AU [❌]

(23)Haunted House AU [✔️]

(24)High School/College AU [hs ❌ /cl ✔️]

(25)Hogwarts AU [✔️]

(26)Hospital AU [➖]

(27)Hooker AU [➖]

(28)Hunger Games AU [ ➖ ]

(29) Hybrid AU[✔️]

(30)Ice Cream Shop AU [✔️]

(31)Law Enforcement/Military AU [❌]

(32)Mafia AU [✔️]

(33)Magic AU [✔️]

(34)Marriage Law AU [✔️]

(35)Master/Slave AU (Only if you’re over 18+) [➖]

(36)Merpeople AU/ Undersea AU[ ➖ ]

(37)Percy Jackson AU[✔️]

(38)The Red String/Soulmate AU [✔️]

(39)Anime AU [ ➖ ]

(40)Walking with my significant other and you but accidentally grabbed the wrong hand AU [✔️]

(41)Platonic living together AU[✔️]

(42)I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital AU[✔️]

(43)We met each other on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame AU[✔️]

(44)My new dealer has friended me on Facebook and I’m unsure of how to react to that AU[✔️]

(45)A hopeless romantic and a horny beast are set up on a blind date AU[✔️]

(46)Painter/Writer au[✔️]

(47)Fake Dating AU[✔️]

(48)We hate each other but we both have a mutual friend so we have to put up with each other AU[✔️]

(49)Don’t tell anyone you saw me crying AU[✔️]

(50)You’ve been sleeping at mine because your house is being renovated and we aren’t even dating, yet every time you wake up to the baby crying and sigh, “I’ll go” I feel like we might as well be married for real AU[ ➖ ]

(51)We are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip (bonus: “So I guess we share this hotel room?”)[ ➖ ]

(52)Single parents AU[❌]

(53)We’re at a concert and I can’t see a thing let me sit on your shoulders, maybe? AU[❌]

(54)You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting very suspicious AU[✔️]

(55)So I know we haven’t talked in like, two years, and that things ended pretty badly between us but WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN you’re engaged to be married AU[✔️]

(56)Look, I know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. I can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay? it’s killing me AU[✔️]

(57)It´s my [insert family relation here]´s wedding and seeing all these happy couples is killing me and all I can think about is how this was almost us AU[ ➖ ]

(58)My current partner is a huge asshole and I need a reason to break up with them so will you pretend to be my possessive and violent ex AU[ ➖ ]

(59)One Night Stand before the first of your new job and oops that was your new boss you were sleeping with AU[ ➖ ]

(60)Pen pals who vent at each other every week AU[❌]

(61)Oops friend looks like the only place to sleep in this house is this small, twin-sized bed, guess we’ll have to share AU[✔️]

(62)We sat next to each other during a really sad film and now we’re sharing tissues silently whilst we cry at the cinema AU[❌]

(63)We take a dance class together and our next routine calls for partnerwork, and we got put togeth-STop standing on my foot! AU[✔️]

(64)We’re literally the only two kids who ride this school bus maybe we should carpool or make out or something AU[✔️]

(65)Date auction for charity AU[❌]

(66)Strangers who end up on the kiss cam at a sporting event AU[❌]

(67)Bored single parents at a [Insert band] concert” AU[❌]

(68)Parents signed them up for the same shitty art program AU[❌]

(69)Look I’m glad you have a healthy sex life and all but will you please try not to pierce a whole through my ceiling with your bed, thanks. AU[✔️]

(70)My cat and your dog are totally in love, and I think it’s so cute until I realise that it’s your pet, because we kind of hate each other AU[✔️]

(71)Your mail keeps coming to my address which is really weird since they’re nothing alike, but it turns out our mutual friend who wants to set us up keeps switching the mail on purpose AU[✔️]

(72)I’m a waiter/waitress and you always sit in my section. I really like you and i thought you liked me back until you walked in here with a date, WHOOPS would you look at that I keep spilling stuff on them AU[✔️]

(73)That one asshole costumer that always comes in 5 minutes before the store is about to close AU[ ❌ ]

(74)We’re sitting next to each other on this plane and and I was eating gummies, but I left all the yellow and orange ones cause they’re absolute shit and now you’re asking if you can have them AU[✔️]

(75)My significant other just broke up with me and I impulse bought like 5 pizzas and a 3 floor cake. Can you help me eat them and make me feel less like shit? AU[✔️]

(76)We both got dragged to this concert for this shitty band by our significant others and we met in the crowd and spend the entire gig talking about better music and making fun of the shitty band AU[✔️]

(77)We’re both at this restaurant to meet blind dates, but we meet each other thinking that the other person is the blind date we were supposed to be meeting AU[✔️]

(78)You’re famous and I was hired by your management to date you for public appearances, but now I’m kinda into you cause you’re actually a really cool person, but you don’t give a shit about me AU[ ✔️ ]

(79)You’ve locked yourself outside of your apartment and there’s a storm rolling in and I pity you so I’ll let you into mine AU[✔️]

(80)Your grandma is really forward even though I swear we’re just friends AU[❌]

(81)I got the fake number from your friend and started texting you, thinking it was them but you’re too sweet to me that you continue on with this lie just to make me happy[✔️]

Note: You can use up to 4 AUs in our private chat, nothing more and as long as they fit in well together.

AU= Alternative Universe

This is for you guys who sometimes don’t know what you wanna do for a rp! 💖