& sometimes i wonder.

that template that everyone is probably tired of!

age gap aus: (cr.)

You live in my building and are so attractive let me always offer to carry your things up the stairs since the elevator is broken in hopes you’ll invite me in.

I’m a new Intern and my boss’s spouse is super foxy.

You’re an 800 year old vampire and I just turned 18.

I’m in desperate need for some cash so I became a Sugarbaby.

You’re my parent’s boss and I accepted your advances because I didn’t want them to get fired but you actually were just interested in me and you’re sorta cool.

We met online, hooked up and it turns out you’re my best friend’s aunt/uncle.

secretly dating/fucking aus: (cr.)

I’m your boss’s child.

You’re a really close friend of my sibling/parent/cousin/roommate but we also really hit it off?

We’re coworkers and usually that wouldn’t be a problem but I’m your boss, so stop looking at me like that.

You’re my RA and you signed a contract saying you wouldn’t hook up with your residents but can we overlook that for just tonight? and next week? and for the rest of the semester, maybe?

We hooked up after the office party even though there’s a strict no dating rule and honestly? we shouldn’t keep doing this but it was really fun.

soulmate aus: (cr.) / (cr.)

All of your dreams are your soulmate’s most significant memories from that given day.

Your soulmate’s hair color is the color of your eyes. the color of your eyes also changes to match the color of their hair if they dye it.

You wake up on your 18th birthday with the first words your soulmate will say to you tattooed on your body so you’ll know them when you meet them.

apartment aus: (cr.) / (cr.) / (cr.)

Your apartment is next to/above mine and I can hear you and your partner dancing and singing and the bed moving and you two laughing and talking in hussed tones and it won’t let me sleep so I bitch about it to you 24/7 and one day it stops and one day turns to one week and then months and I haven’t seen you smile in forever please let me in, I’ve been knocking for ten minutes.

I walked in on your ex yelling at you so you grabbed me and kissed me  so she’d go away and I’m kind of freaked out I literally just met you last week.

I accidentally took your laundry but just so you know you have awesome taste in underwear.

The walls are really thin and i can hear everything you’re saying could you please shut the fuck up new neighbor.

One person keeps showing up at the others place because they claim there’s always pokemon lurking there but really they just have a massive crush and wants to see them all the time.

famous aus: (cr.) / (cr.) / (cr.)

Plot where muse a is famous as fuck and creates a fake fan account on twitter/tumblr to feel kinda closer to fans and it’s all good and no one really knows it’s him and he’s getting to know what fans want from him but then enters muse b, who’s so completely in love with muse a and his music. The two begin to talk and they become friends and soon they’re texting constantly and she tells him everything and fangirls about her idol to him and they’ve both caught feelings really badly. So one day muse b gets a little scared that she’s being catfished so she asks muse a to video call her. Out of fear of losing her, he agrees and, surprise bitch, it’s her fucking idol.

We’re bandmates and we’re both straight as fuck but we’re currently on tour and it’s been a busy six months with hardly any time to go out and meet people, wanna hook up? It’s better than nothing, right? — But oh shit we’ve been at it for two months and the sex doesn’t really feel meaningless anymore and I have no idea what to do because aren’t we supposed to be straight?

super cheap new home turns out to be haunted but the ghost is actually kind of cool and we’re essentially roommates now

i’ve known you for years and i can see that you’re not well. you look super sickly, you never leave your house and i know you haven’t been eating, please tell me you’ve not developed an addiction or are feeling s—oh, you’re a vampire. that’s… almost a relief actually.

spending a night alone in a haunted house, hearing sounds and seeing furniture move when you leave the room, only to finally investigate the ghost and to find out there’s another person who’s also spending the night in the house and thought your noises were the ghost

demon summoning ritual with a friend or a significant other who’s been very against the whole thing the entire night and when it’s done they manifest inside the circle and that’s how you find out you’ve been hanging out with a demon for years

we’re both ancient immortal beings but we look like 15 and that’s forcing us to stay on top of memes if we want to blend in and it’s simultaneously the best and the worst thing of our lives

a ghost is attached to an object. the current owner of the object moves to a new house. the new house is haunted by another ghost, and they now need t learn to live with the situation

frankenstein situation but the creator is actually parent material and it goes better

we go to the same college, and we live in the same building. if a fire alarm goes off, the whole building has to evacuate. we’ve had to evacuate at least once a week for the past five fucking months, and it’s ALWAYS in the middle of the night. after the nine hundredth time, a fireman let it slip that it’s been the same idiot burning their popcorn / doing science experiments / smoking / whatever every time… and through some detective work, i’ve figured out that YOU’RE the idiot in question.

we go to the same college… and we’ve both been sleeping with the same prof. who most definitely did not tell us about the other. but now we both know, so let’s go carrie underwood on this motherfucker.

we go to the same college and you got smashing drunk during the first week of classes, and couldn’t get your dorm room door opened, so you climbed in through the window, got stuck, and had to call the fire department. but here’s the thing… this isn’t your dorm, this is MY dorm, and if you think i am ever gonna let you live this down, you are so wrong.

we go to the same college and you used to date your roommate, but that ended, so now you’re curled up on the floor of the library and trying to sleep there, and for the love of god, this is pathetic, come back to my dorm, i have a single – yeah yeah i know we don’t really know each other, but you look like a moron so just say yes, ok?

we go to the same college and grew up in the same city. we don’t really know each other, but we’re both going home for thanksgiving and agreed to carpool to save gas. except you were only in your house for about twenty minutes before you suddenly ran back out, in tears, and screaming at your mom that you’re never coming back so i think i’m obligated to invite you over for thanksgiving now???? please stop crying this is really awkward????????

we go to the same college and we’re both top of the class and fiercely competitive and not to be dramatic or anything but i would literally murder you if you got valedictorian over me

we go to the same college and i want a single, but i can’t afford a single, so i, being a terrible person, decided to drive my roommate away. it worked – after three months of living with me, they transferred just to get away. except instead of letting me stay in the room alone, the college assigned me a new roommate: you, a new transfer student. i want to drive you away, but you won’t back down so easily. let the games begin, motherfucker.

cue muse a, the overworked, caring waitress/er at a dingy diner who works the night shift, skating around to the music playing in the juke box every night. in the middle of her favorite song, muse b enters, an exhausted businessman/woman who couldn’t bear to go home to their bickering partner. muse a takes their order and ends up chatting with them throughout their shift, where muse b feels alive and invigorated in the stunning waitress/er. muse b just doesn’t want them to know about their partner just yet, so for every night they meet, muse b leaves their ring in the car.

working at an all (gender) academy has its ups and downs, but, muse a seems to be having trouble getting through to one of their students, muse b. muse b is a stellar student with impeccable grades, but their eyes always seemed to be trained on muse a, pen and paper untouched. on a bad day muse a snaps, and demands muse b stay for detention, which they happily–strangely enough–adhere to and seems to have a skip in their step as they head off to finish their other classes. by the time detention rolls around, muse a regrets yelling and decides to let muse b free from their previous engagement, to which muse b responds, “oh man, i really wanted to make you cum all over your desk for the next hour.” before heading back off, much to muse a’s shock… and amusement.

muse a is a stripper in a bit of a loveless relationship, with a partner who seems to exploit them further for their money, no matter how hard muse a is overworked. on one of their good nights, muse a is canoodling with their partner on their balcony in the dead of night, her moans carrying across the way, meeting the ears of muse b, a middle aged businessman/woman who had just stepped out for a smoke after getting in. muse a spots muse b staring and maintains eye contact, seeming to grow even more excited at the sight of those eyes on their body. that night, muse a cums harder than they’ve ever had in their entire life, all while locking eyes with muse b.

muse a finally got an interning job at their desired firm, the summer after they’ve graduated high school, their freshman year in college, hoping that this will open the door to their career. they’re to be the assistant of the successful ceo, muse b, much to their excitement. that excitement is quickly dampened, and muddled as muse a ends up cumming underneath muse b their first night. muse a doesn’t know how to feel, but muse b doesn’t plan on letting them go at any time soon.