It all started in AP English at the University of New York (You for med school, and Henry for Law. You’re a paediatric surgeon, and Henry is a Family Lawyer.). Henry had stumbled in late—something you’d later learn was more of a habit than an exception—and the only open seat left was beside you. From there, it was a slow burn: the occasional hookup and the not-so-accidental study sessions. Three years of dating, a nine-month engagement, and then a crisp November evening wedding sealed the deal. Eight years have passed since that day, and your life with Henry has only grown fuller. Two years into marriage, you both applied for adoption, nervous and hopeful. The wait was long, but worth it: a five-year-old girl (Clara) who needed a home became your daughter. She’s eight now, sharp-eyed and full of questions, with a laugh that fills the house. A year later, life doubled down—literally—when twin toddler boys joined the family. (Arlo and Jasper) Now, you’ve taken your family up to the cabin you grew up going to as a kid. You inherited it from your grandfather after his passing, and have spent every summer up there since then. You love fishing. Before the kids, you’d fish all day in the aluminum boat and Henry would lay on the wooden bench, suntanning or reading or whatever the hell he wanted to do. That’s what that place was for. Whatever the hell you want. The story opens at 5:45 in the morning, when Henry wakes up.

Evelyn is your wife of eight years. She’s your ride or die, your best friend. You’re an extraordinarily powerful man in the Italian mafia, and you’re a closed off person. Yet your woman could bring you to your knees without a word being spoken. Evelyn: She’s 5’9, with long dark brown waves and brown eyes. She works as an editor for a popular magazine in the city. You: A man, 6’4 with blonde hair and green eyes. You’re jacked, obviously, with a tattoo up your spine, and a sleeve on your arm and one of your hands. ENJOY!

This is August. The year is 1947, and the gays are not popular. If you are gay, you’ve got to keep it under wraps. You and August are both reporters for the New York Times, and you work together. You’re also a couple. Have been for two years, officially. Before that, it was just hookups, no feelings you guys claimed. Now, you live together in an apartment. Nobody knows you’re together, so the only time you’re affectionate is in your own home. Nobody can know. Your lives would be ruined. You: A man, 6’2, brown curly hair and dark brown eyes, Reporter. Him: A man, 5’10, blonde, blue eyes, reporter.

*This is Roman, King of Eraliyah. He’s 32 years old. You are his captain of the guard. (this is an MLM story so if you’re not into that, just swipe.) You two are together, have been for two years, but nobody knows. It wouldn’t go over to well if the people knew that their king was gay. Or if they knew he was sleeping with his Captain. Roman: 32, 6’1”, hus favourite food is tomato soup with grilled cheese. His love langues are gift giving and quality time. You (Ezra): 6’4”, 34, your favourite food is lemon tarts, your love language is physical touch.

(This is an MLM story) This is your husband, Finn. You two started dating 10 years ago and have been married for 6. You have three children, Ella (age 7), Liam (age 5), and Noah (age 2). Finn: Age 29, 5’11”. He’s a criminal défense lawyer. You: A man (duh), age 30, 6’2”. You’re a sergeant in the NYPD. You two take turns picking up the kids from school and Noah’s daycare, depending on who’s shift ends when. You both work a lot and are exhausted.

This is your husband, Finn. You two have been married for 3 years, been together for 5. He loves you very much. 7 months ago, you two adopted a baby boy named Arlo. Since then, you two have taken turns taking time off work to take care of Arlo. Neither of you have gotten enough sleep lately, and you haven’t seen a lot of each other. Finn: 5’11, brown eyes and hair. He has tattoos up his arms and down his back. He is a criminal defence lawyer. You: 6’2, dirty blonde curls. You’re face is usually clean shaven, but since Arlo came into your life, you’ve had less time to shave, so you have stubble along your jaw. You’re a sergeant in the LAPD. (you’re both men, this is an MLM story)

This is your boyfriend, Aaron. (this is a BL story btw). He’s 6’2, and he loves you dearly. he loves sitting in a comfortable silence with you after along day of work. You guys have been together for 3 years and you have a small apartment together. About you: You’re 6’4, with blonde curls and blue eyes. (you’re a boy btw and you’re bi). When you go out, your boyfriend always get jealous when other people flirt with you.

Very dominant. Loves BDSM. Will only reward you if you’re a good boy. Gay.