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We were liars au-Johnny x male oc
I’ve been searching for someone with an interest or knowledge in the tv series or book we were liars across all platforms and have found no luck, so this is my last resort.
Obviously, the ending of we were liars is not ideal, I think it’s very sad and I think it would be interesting to do an au where the lairs survive, granted with some scars both physically and mentally. The au would be during summer seventeen or even before.
Your OC could be someone on a rival tennis team of Johnny’s or even someone from his school or a towny. I’m not super picky on the details, just something to make it interesting.
Rules:
Please be 18+!
I would like for this to be lit+
Realistic face claims
Clear communication
If you’re interested please dm or comment!
We were liars au-Johnny x male oc
I’ve been searching for someone with an interest or knowledge in the tv series or book we were liars across all platforms and have found no luck, so this is my last resort.
Obviously, the ending of we were liars is not ideal, I think it’s very sad and I think it would be interesting to do an au where the lairs survive, granted with some scars both physically and mentally. The au would be during summer seventeen or even before.
Your OC could be someone on a rival tennis team of Johnny’s or even someone from his school or a towny. I’m not super picky on the details, just something to make it interesting.
Rules:
Please be 18+!
I would like for this to be lit+
Realistic face claims
Clear communication
If you’re interested please dm or comment!
We were liars au-Johnny x male oc
I’ve been searching for someone with an interest or knowledge in the tv series or book we were liars across all platforms and have found no luck, so this is my last resort.
Obviously, the ending of we were liars is not ideal, I think it’s very sad and I think it would be interesting to do an au where the lairs survive, granted with some scars both physically and mentally. The au would be during summer seventeen or even before.
Your OC could be someone on a rival tennis team of Johnny’s or even someone from his school or a towny. I’m not super picky on the details, just something to make it interesting.
Rules:
Please be 18+!
I would like for this to be lit+
Realistic face claims
Clear communication
If you’re interested please dm or comment!
We were liars Johnny au
I’ve been watching we were liars and obviously it ends horrible, so I’m looking for an au where they survive that fire. It could be summer 17-18, except obviously there is no beach wood to go back to. Your oc can be a towny like Johnny, someone from his school etc.
I don’t have a plot, but I want to play Johnny Sinclair, perhaps against an oc so the whole au thing sticks.
Looking for this to be literate
18+!
𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟒, 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟗; 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐚:
There wasn’t much that went on in the small Town of Harper’s Ferry. It was only a town where everyone knew everyone and there was no use in attempting to hide your hard comings. It was the church on Sunday, work on Monday sort of town, one filled with community and such. The only new people that passed through were truckers, truckers who would stop by their local diner for a bite and a reprieve from the lonely road. The point was, nothing ever bad truly happened in that small nothing town.
Tucked away in that small town was the Garraty’s, a small one child family. The father a priest, the mother a homemaker, and the son? Nothing but a huge disappointment. At least according to his father, who would rather have a carbon copy than a son. Due to that, his son Ozias would pick up any hobby or any job just to stay out of the house. Such activities involved working at the diner just on the edge of town where the out of towner truckers and passerby’s frequented.
Most of the men they came from out of town were harmless and tipped like shit, but there was one in particular who came through every so often like clockwork. Ozais never cared to learn his name, but he left a ten after dining every time. They hardly talked since he had started there at fifteen, so why start now? It didn’t help that Oz was mean, quiet and standoffish, but he was like that with everyone. He must have charmed the stranger enough though, because on his way out after his shift, this stranger offered him a smoke. Now, did the innocent church boy smoke? No. But was he one to back down from some unspoken challenge? Also no.
As it turns out, this stranger wasn’t just some trucker, but entangled in a world of drugs and crime, and he had entangled Ozias in his web of depravity.
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If you couldn’t tell, this plot is meant to be a retro sort of roadtrip with a mafia/drug lord. So a dark twist with dark themes
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There will definitely be some Stockholm syndrome involved on my OC’s part, which again is a very dark subject which is why this post is marked as such!
I am very open to your ideas regarding the plot so do not be afraid to share!
What I’m looking for from you:
Your older, more worldly characters that could fit the role of someone like the mentioned above.
I much prefer realistic face claims, but will accept animated if only your oc has a lot of physical detail and such.
For this I want it to be literate+ in the third person
Please be okay with ooc chat, it makes things a lot more comfortable for the both of us.
Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your dms or ask box with storylines and rp ideas!
This is me once again looking for a boots inspired boot camp/military bxb rp. I don’t have a plot but I find it’s much more beneficial when me and a partner come up with one together. That being said, please be into talking ooc and being collaborative.
Looking for this to be lit-advanced lit third person.
Using realistic face claims isn’t a requirement but heavily preferred.
Please help 18+!
Dm or comment if interested. If you comment please
Dying for a southern gothic mxm over on discord. I want it to be a darker rp, so take with that what you will. Now, I do not have a set plot, but I like coming up with one with my partners so if you love plotting then this is for you.
Please be semi lit-lit and 18+!
Collaboration is key
Respect my time and I’ll respect yours
Dying for a southern gothic mxm over on discord. I want it to be a darker rp, so take with that what you will. Now, I do not have a set plot, but I like coming up with one with my partners so if you love plotting then this is for you.
Please be semi lit-lit and 18+!
Collaboration is key
Respect my time and I’ll respect yours
Like if interested!
Dying for a southern gothic mxm over on discord. I want it to be a darker rp, so take with that what you will. Now, I do not have a set plot, but I like coming up with one with my partners so if you love plotting then this is for you.
Please be semi lit-lit and 18+!
Collaboration is key
Respect my time and I’ll respect yours
Looking for some smutty discord stuff, like if interested!
There was a lot of things Luca already knew, he knew how to get what he wanted and he knew how to use his looks to get such things. Luca’s eyes never left Torin as his mouth worked on the older man’s cock, nails digging into his thighs, because he couldn’t do anything without leaving a mark. There was just something about seeing the scratches and bruises he left on the older man that got to him in ways he couldn’t explain.
"Fucking hell Luca..." The older male moaned loudly as his grip on his curls tightening ever so slightly. Hips bucking up to slide it even further down his throat. "How long have you wanted this?" The added pleasure of nails to his inner thigh only made his cock beat faster. Torin was unsure how long he'd be able to last in this position. The way Luca sucked him off with greed, the scratches, and his gaze looking up at him... oh, he'd reach his end in no time if he kept this up.
Luca had become very accustomed to Torin’s body, his reactions, the length of his cock. So, the man thrusting into his mouth hadn’t deterred him in the slightest, he only relaxed his jaw and let the man use him however he saw fit. Luca pulled off of his cock enough to respond, hand massaging Torin’s balls “long enough,” he replies, voice already wrecked from the intrusion. He didn’t stay off the man’s length for long though, soon taking him back into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down on Torin’s cock.
"you left me at the altar and made me look like a fucking idiot." mateo states towards them, dry laugh escaping his lips. "you seem to forget that."
Nicky shouldn’t have been surprised at the pure hurt in his voice and yet it still stung. “I haven’t forgotten anything, but me leaving had *nothing* to do with you.” He replies l, begging him to understand, or try to.
If it were anyone else, the look of irrationality would have made them drop dead in their tracks, but not Luca. Chase’s eyes on him only spurred him on further, hand coming back just as soon as it was slapped away. He gave Chase a look that said make me, old man. He was always one to test the waters.
Chase had to press his lips together rather harshly to stop himself from grunting into the phone. "Yes, I understand that this is a very important client." He said to the person on the other end before he took his free hand and grasped at Luca's jaw to hold firm and serious contact. Again, his words were only able to come out muted: You are about to get your ass handed to you. I won't warn you again.
Luca couldn’t stop the way he mocked Chase, mouthing ‘very important’ as his hand slid up the older man’s inner thigh, slowly reaching his clothed cock. Instead of backing down, he only grinned as Chase’s resolve seemed to wear very thin. “Maybe you need better self control, grandpa.” He whispers, hand massaging his clothed cock just to mess with him.
Lucas always liked to pretend to barter with CJ, just to see if the man would crack and give him what he wanted. The difference was that CJ gave Luca what he needed, not exactly what he wanted, and that was the reason he kept coming back for more, kept teasing the athlete like it was his damn job to get the man worked up.
An almost squeak of air left him as the man lightly squeezed his throat, although he ignored the embarrassing noise to open up his big fat mouth once more. “C’mon, my sweet words have helped you fall over that edge more than you would even like to admit.” Luca spoke, words cocky despite the flush to his skin and constant squirming saying the exact opposite.
Even so, his gaze became hungry as he watched CJ undress fully, positioning himself on Luca’s chest, ass in his face. Lucas loved to play a big game, but he was always ready to follow CJ’s orders. “Sir, yes, sir.” He purred before leaning forward the rest of the way, tongue circling the man‘s rim before he started fully eating the man out as if it were his last meal.
"Helped, not required," CJ reiterated with a low chuckle.
He smirked at the Luca's words before he got to work. "Good boy," he groaned softly. He reached a hand back, pushing it into Luca's hair and gripping tightly.
"Fuck. This is what your mouth is good for." He rolled his hips, rocking back against Luca's tongue. This was why he might like leaving Luca ungagged, so he could use his mouth and his tongue however he wanted.
His free hand smoothed over Luca's chest, nails scraping his skin teasingly. The other kept that tight grip in Luca's hair, holding his face firmly between his cheeks.
Luca could only roll his eyes in response to CJ’s words, his mouth otherwise occupied.
The pet name was enough to make up for CJ’s incessant teasing, and maybe that was a low bar, but Luca couldn’t care less. Moans escaped him at the feeling of fingers threading through his curls, Luca was a simple creature and getting his hair played with was enough to get him going.
Luca’s eyes fluttered at the sharp feeling of nails against his sensitive skin, a sharp breath releasing from his nostrils, and twitching under the man.
Luca had that smirk on his face that said he knew he was winning. It wasn’t uncommon for him to get what he wanted, his greatest skill in life knowing just how to get it too. “That was easier than I thought,” he says under his breath, but it was went really under his breath because he wanted Torin to hear. He let himself be guided onto his knees, hands already working the man’s pants open. “You think I’m pretty?” He asks with a grin as he wraps his hand around the base of Torin’s cock, leaning forward to lock a stripe from the base to tip.
Whilst Torin was sure that Luca was proud that he gotten the best of him, he couldn't be more wrong. In actuality, he'd been wanting this. For a while now. So, when Luca expressed a desire for the older male, it only made sense that he'd finally put his desires in front of his morals. "Yes, you are quite pretty, but I'm sure you already knew that." He commented as he took the hand that rested against Luca's shoulder and began to comb it through his bouncy curls. A moan to soon fall when he feels Luca beginning to play with his erection.
There was a lot of things Luca already knew, he knew how to get what he wanted and he knew how to use his looks to get such things. Luca’s eyes never left Torin as his mouth worked on the older man’s cock, nails digging into his thighs, because he couldn’t do anything without leaving a mark. There was just something about seeing the scratches and bruises he left on the older man that got to him in ways he couldn’t explain.