#its just that when i see insane takes is when im like. Alright Bud Lets. Lets Pack It Up

[todayisafridaynight]

I love funky eye patch man too but like y'all are NOT starving bffr. Anyways tanimura return when, please.

money talks but brother ima need it to sit in the quiet corner for AT LEAST five minutes. at LEAST long enough to let me see some other charas

[dateamonster]

first look at the monster high g3 animated series

alright rather than bombard u all with a series of posts im just gonna go in for a second watch and put a play by play of my impressions under the cut. reader beware: its going to be long and stupid as hell.

watch along with me

0:18 the new design for the school is kind of amazing. like part of me misses the more traditional spooky-gothic-castle but like i cant deny that the big lightning bolts look cool af and i do think it has more character than the g2 which imo just kind of looked like. a school.

0:33 new spectra is soo cute lol she wasnt anywhere near my fav in the old series but smth about the big flowy purple curls is rly charming me this time around

0:47 ghost ms frizzle??

1:10 i rly like a lot of these background monster designs. this zombie girl in particular is very cute and also i think i spied a werewolf boy in the back who i liked.

1:19 still obsessed with this cleo design. hope future dolls get better at capturing her charm and in general they stop being so weird abt her race and skin color. also for all that ive seen folks worry that this gens cutesier design will mean taking out the more horror-adjacent elements for the sake of better fitting the typical Girl Toy brand, im so happy to see mh3 doesnt shy away from a bit of tasteful gore <3

1:29 YUMMERS

2:01 BRITISH TORALEI LMAO?? idek why this is just killing me for some reason. its such a little thing but i feel like it gives her a totally different vibe. maybe its the anglophobe in me.

2:08 i wasnt sure where to put this part but im still sort of struggling with this concept of monsters hating witches, especially considering in this version witches arent like a separate monster-adjacent species (rip casta fierce) rather witchcraft just seems to be something anyone can learn to do? i dont entirely hate it i just dont get it i guess. i do think itd be fun if later there was like a witch high rival school. possible opening for the long awaited ever after high crossover event? anyone?

2:17 FUCK THE HATERS LAGOONA IS SOOOO CUTE i love that she immediately jumps to imagining a star-crossed monster x witch romance which is such a teen girl move imo. and that then she seems to like remember halfway in that we all hate witches for some reason and gets so immediately morbid with it i LOVE it go bestie go

2:45 i know its just a vampire joke but in before g1 purists get mad abt the idea of g3 draculaura actually biting ppl even though shes a vegan in g1. i mean i think theyll probably keep that trait since its a handy way to avoid blood in a kids show and its sorta quirky-endearing to boot but i think itd rule if they let draculaura bite some people this time around tbhhh.

3:00 choklat milk snake B)

3:20 ride or die ghoulies dont even question why their bud needs u to catch a living snack this is why frankie is a real one

3:55 im so obsessed with this frankie. i love that they found draculauras stash and were like neat :-) now to not mention this to anybody :-) iconic behavior

5:08 its just processing for me now that draculaura has this like huge portrait of her dad just in her room. i do think its cute that her character is more perfect-daddys-girl-but-with-a-secret (a trope i largely enjoy a Lot) this time around but thats still wild behavior.

5:11 ok i know i said this when the sneak peak came out but the idea that heath is an actual demon and son of the literal DEVIL this time around, confirming that hell is real in monster high lore, is making me insane. i genuinely love it. wish theyd given heath some cute lil horns or a tail.

5:15 THAT THING WITH THEIR EYES!!!! frankie is so damn cool.

5:37 dracula being this like celebrity in the monster world i think is an interesting take but i feel like im gonna get so annoyed if his character starts showing up a lot. idk i dont hate it its just a weird vibe.

6:05 it took a while to click since clawdeen doesnt talk a lot in this ep but it is kind of weird hearing her (and draculaura) without an accent. i kinda found g1 draculauras voice a little grating at times so i dont mind that and i do rly like how clawdeen sounds more like an actual kid but idk i miss the accent

6:28 theres not a whole lot to say on deuce since hes only here for side gags in this ep but just wanted to go on the record with: i think hes cute

6:42 weirdly super enamored with the food-creatures, especially the burger lol. reminds me of bugsnax. also this whole fight sequence rly displays how far mh animation has come from rigid flash animations of a handful of stock characters. its neat.

7:13 bat!draculaura is adorableeee

8:23 now i rly thought she was abt to say living foods go to hell in this nickolodeon kids cartoon ghjfdjhd

8:35 the headmistress is so cute too wtf it IS snack time snack time so tru bestie

8:56 fghjkjhgf sorry that resolution is ridiculous. im not complaining mind you i just. like. wow. also side note but i think the intercom being based on the monster high skull-with-bow logo is a cute throwback. didnt realize before but i feel like it hasnt been as central in the marketing in a while. its still def around but not as much i dont think.

9:08 lol ok i know its probably just another reference to dracula being bad with technology (cute trait for him tbh) but when i first saw this i couldnt help over-analyzing with my Lore Brain and wondering if it was also a reference to vampires not showing up on camera. but then i realized the kid he takes a pic with also has fangs and bat wings and shows up fine so thats probably not it, especially since drac canonically shows up fine in video.

9:50 the "bat out" reoccurring line is so incredibly cheesy it makes sense hes quoting it from some 70s b-movie he was in. but that doesnt make it any less cringey to me. also i know i said he kinda annoys me and he does but i do desperately wanna know how this bitch got into show business. drac backstory please. dracstory, if you will.

10:30 YOUR HONOR THEYRE JUST CUTIE BABIE BESTIES <333333

10:45 im reeeeally excited to see how this plot develops. i honestly assumed this series would be more like the web shorts except longer and more developed. as in, episodic and largely unrelated to one another, but im soo hype to see them doing something more serialized with overarching conflict and stakes. also we <3 classic troublemaking cant mind her own damn business toralei. like girl you have no reason for acting like this. she is simply a messy bitch.

final thoughts: really really liked it. love the visuals and the ways the new characterization plays with old beloved traits. love that this series has more of a familiar cartoon hijinks vibe rather than leaning too hard into it being like a Teen Girl Show just because the toys are first and foremost a fashion doll line. i dont know if im articulating that well i just mean i like that the girls are allowed to have like a full range of motion and action and emotion, and that they can be like gross and funny in addition to pretty. i think g1 had a good start in this regard but was definitely limited both by the animation and the expectation to follow that niche established by like barbie/bratz animated works (no hate to any of those either tho)

there are changes that ill need to get used to obviously, but i feel like the franchise is heading in a strong new direction. i saw some folks complaining that the bits about draculauras witchcraft and clawdeens half monster/half human felt like they were introduced as a means to employ annoying Fantasy Racism tropes, and thats a really valid criticism, but its also kind of something monster high has always done (with regards to monster/human conflict, certain monsters being discriminated against for certain traits, jackson jekylls entire character, etc).

i get the concern, but i feel like in a series so centered on embracing differences its kind of impossible to not include issues of discrimination, and it being a kids fantasy series, that does sometimes translate in a way that feels wonky or oversimplified at best. tho tbh monster highs execution regarding the subject always kind of felt to me like one of the better ones. idk. im just feeling good about this first look and excited to see how the show and the monster high franchise as a whole develops further as we move forward.

anyway stan g3 lagoona she deserves better than the g1 purists have been giving her.

[midnxghtsunwrites]

STUFFED | 18+

PAIRING —

chris evans x black reader

SUMMARY —

all throughout dinner, chris was being his beefy, annoying, fine ass white frat boy self with that muscle top and backwards cap and tattoos and muscles on display... maaaaaaaaaaaan, fuck him. literally.

WARNINGS —

18+ smut (of course), penetration without protection ( remember y'all, no glove, no love ) , oral (female receiving), over stimulation, dirty talk, slight praise kink, a peck of aftercare

NOTES —

this headcanon is based on a pic i saw on twitter lmfaoooooooooooo plus chris and his weekly thirst trap. also this video on twitter — don't open the link around people lmfaooo. i do not own this gif of chris!

also y'all, feel free to request headcanons or imagine, etc. i'd be glad to write for you! <33

( not my gif )

you have had it up to 📈 here with chris and his annoying self

since this year's thanksgiving is significantly different from last year, you'd gathered with chris, scott, their mom and sisters and your parents who'd been quarantined for two weeks in preparation for tonight

you don't know who gave him the damn right to be walking (well, sitting) around looking this buff and cuddly

everyone who didn't live with you and chris (and scott at the moment) took extra precautions by wearing masks whenever they're not eating

you deadass paid attention to nothing but chris's meaty arms whenever he stretched into the center of the table and a vein popped

or whenever he would swing an arm to rest behind your seat when he was finished eating and engaging in dinner conversation with your parents

the night was chill and laid back — you didn't even feel like dressing up too much

and then chris just HAD TO WEAR THE MUSCLETOP

he didn't put the cap back on until everybody scattered from the dinner table

and damn, were you trying to not jump him

it was when everybody left and scott retreated to his room that things started to go down

it was late as hell and you were making your night-time mint tea

he walked into the kitchen with an empty glass of water

"you want some tea, babe?" you'd asked him

your back was turned to him so you didn't see when he put the glass in the sink and approach you, a slick smirk on his face

"im good. but i could go for something else." he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you back into him

next thing you know, you're laid on the bed, buck ass naked, your back against his chest and his fingers rubbing on your soaked clit

he'd already given you two orgasms with his tongue, now he's going for a third with his fingers

he has one hand wrapped around your throat, craning your neck back to meet his lips

he groans against your lips, "c'mon, baby... i know you got some more left in you. there you go."

this man has you shaking like a major earthquake is ramming through you

luckily, scott's room is on the other side of chris's boston home — cause the way you're screaming is loud enough to wake just about anybody up

"fuck!" you ride out your orgasm against his naked body, his erection pressing up against the small of your back

"good job, sweetheart." he moans at the sight of you — your eyes flutter closed and you take your bottom lip into your mouth, "think we can go for four?"

you can't even open your mouth to answer so you just hum and nod, slowly but eagerly

he slips into your wet cunt without problem — you're so slick that he lets out a pleased grunt, savoring in your warmth

with one hand still around your throat and the other rubbing your clit, you both release loud moans

"fucking hell, baby, you're so fucking wet..."

at his words, you can't help but grind back against him, his hips snapping up into you and your ass pushing against him

chris is so lost in the pleasure of chasing his orgasm that he moves his fingers from your clit and grabs and squeezes your breast, pinching your nipples

he's so deep in you that when you close your eyes, you see stars

your skin is layered in sweat, sweat that chris has no problem dragging his tongue along

he grunts into your ear, "come on, baby, i know you can give me another one."

the pleasure is insane

and yes, you can give him another one

and you do — your body seizing and tears running down your face

but that's not where it ends

even when you're shaking from your sudden high, chris is still snapping his hips into you

"wait wait wait" you reach a hand back and press against his stomach, making him pause immediately — he knows your limits

you gulp, finally able to catch your breath as he peppers kisses up and down your neck

"you okay?" he asks you, sweetly, gingerly running a hand over your skin

he massages your breasts to soothe the soreness from the grip he had on you

you take a moment to calm your breathing, chris rocking in you slowly, sending a shockwave of pleasure through you

"you're alright, y/n, i gotchu. it's okay, i'm here."

WHEW HIS VOICE WHEN HE SAYS THAT TO YOU

you allow yourself fifteen seconds before you finally nod your head and crane your neck back to kiss him, "i'm good."

that's his signal to keep doing what he was doing — but harder and faster

the hand that was around your throat intertwines with your fingers as he thrusts into you with no remorse

the pleasure is OVERWHELMING with how sensitive your bud is

his manhood throbs inside of you as he feels his orgasm approach

now it's his mission to get you to get a fifth orgasm

"you like when i fuck you like this, baby?" he moans into your ear, "can feel my dick deep in this pussy?"

"fuuuuuuu —" you whimper as chris fucks you relentlessly, "i'm gonna cum, chris!"

your words didn't even come out as words, just nonsensical mush — your eyes cross and your entire body heats up

with your free hand, you grip the sheets and the edge of the bed, your body becoming numb

it's a satisfying twinge that shocks you — like when your foot falls asleep, pins and needles all over your body

your pussy clenches around your boyfriend's dick

chris moans in your ear, his orgasm washing over him — he pumps his cum into you, a shudder rambling down his spine and his manhood releasing spastic twitches

you're practically useless as your head drops on the pillow, limp and exhausted

your body seems to move on its own accord — gyrating against him to ride out your insane high

chris pulls out and runs a hand over your thigh — trying to calm you down

"good job, baby," he says, soothingly, "you did so good for me. you're amazing, you know that?"

you can only allow a small snort to escape you as you lean back into him as best you can

"how 'bout i set you a bath and bring your tea up?"

"yes please." you huff out, eagerly

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[turtle-steverogers]

Blackened Mind

second part to this 

sorry this is SHIT its 2:30 am and im astral projecting plz excuse my writing

warnings: its kinda creepy at first and race freaks the fuck out (panic attack)

ship: platonic ralbert

4 am was entirely too early for someone to be pounding feverishly at the door to Albert and Race’s apartment.  Yet here they were, staring at each other across the hall from their bedroom doorways with alarmed expressions as the knocking persisted, gradually gaining speed, but never intensity.  Just a constant, unnerving beat of knuckles against polished wood.

It had been a week since Race had confided in Albert about his father and since then, he had rarely left the apartment, too on edge to function properly.  Albert was worried to say the least, but Race didn’t seem to want the subject pushed, so he refrained from fussing.  He only interfered when Race tried to sneak a cigarette, when the anxiety got to be too much.  But that incident had blown over quickly.

The knocking stopped abruptly and Albert and Race broke eye contact in order to look at the door.  There were a few moments of tense silence, in which neither boy even dared to breathe, and then the scratching began.  It was quiet at first, progressively getting louder and louder until the obvious sound of metal against wood was echoing through their apartment door.  Albert’s heart was pounding hard against his ribcage and he spared a glimpse at Race to see the other man’s chest heaving rapidly.  His hands were wringing together in front of his stomach and Albert could tell he was itching for a smoke, but his cravings weren’t important right now.  There were more pressing matters at hand.

“Race,” Albert breathed, working to keep his voice as undetectable as possible.

Race’s eyes flicked back over to Albert’s and he could clearly see the panic in his best friend’s expression, “What the fuck?” Race whispered back, “What’re they doing?”

Albert blew out a breath through his nose and glared at the door.  He knew full-well what they were doing, he’d heard it before when his brother used to get mad and break into his room when they were younger.  It had been to a lesser degree back then, sure, but it was the same idea nonetheless.

“Whoever it is has a knife,” Albert whispered, itching to get closer to Race, but not wanting to risk the floorboards creaking, “They’re trying to pick the lock.”

Race blanched, eyes widening as he looked between Albert and the door, “What do we do?” he whispered frantically.

“Call 911,” Albert instructed.  

Race hesitated, looking conflicted, “What, I-”

He seemed to be in too much of a state to think clearly, so Albert ducked back into his room, tiptoeing carefully to retrieve his phone from his bedside table.  He took his previous place in his doorway to see that Race had moved to crouch on the floor, a hand tugging at his curls as he stared at the apartment door.  The scratching on the wood had transferred to metal on metal.  The person was working inside the lock now.

“I’ll call,” Albert whispered, already pulling up the emergency call button.  Race didn’t answer as the phone rang, and a moment later, an emergency operator picked up.

“911, what’s your emergency?” A calm female voice bled through the speakers.

Albert gasped slightly when the doorknob jiggled and he could see Race flinch in his peripheral vision.

“Hello, can you hear me?” The operator asked.

“Yeah, uh,” Albert whispered, trying to gain control of his thoughts, “Sorry, uh, my roommate and I were woken up by like, persistent knocking, and then, uh.  Well now, they’re, uh,”

“Sir,” The operator cut him off, “Take a deep breath and try to explain what’s happening as best you can.”

“They’re trying to get in,” Albert breathed, as the person pounded on the door once, causing it to shake violently.  They were almost in.

“Alright, there are officers on the way,” The operator said, “Where are you in relation to your door and where is your roommate?”

“We’re both in our doorways, which face the door.  Uh, our rooms are next to each other,” Albert whispered, panic shooting down his spine as the doorknob shook a second time, “Please, hurry.”

“We are getting to you as fast as we can,” The operator assured him, “Is there any way you and your roommate could get into one of your rooms and lock the door?”

“Uh,” Albert worked to process the operator’s words as the door was hit once more, “I, uh-”

“What’s your name, sir?”

“Al-Albert.  And my roommate is Race.”

“Okay, Albert, I need you to listen to me,” The operator said, firmly, “I need you to-”

Albert didn’t hear the rest of the operator’s instructions as the lock clicked and the door to the apartment swung open to reveal a tall, wiry man, wearing a disheveled looking suit and no shoes.  Albert dropped the phone, taking an involuntary step backwards, but the man didn’t seem to see him.  His greasy blond hair reflected Race’s, but with less curls, and with a jolt, Albert realized who it was.  He looked over at Race quickly to find him pressed against the doorframe, shaking violently.  A hand was covering his mouth and his eyes were trained on the man, wide with unadulterated terror.

The man’s eyes were darting around the room, moving with an intensity that screamed insanity.  Finally, they landed on Race, flashing horrifyingly, “Antonio, it’s been so long.” His voice was deep and smooth and the exact opposite of what it should have been.  

Race didn’t move, still frozen as the man inched towards him with calculated steps, “C’mon, not gonna say anything to your old man?”

Albert knew he should do something to aid Race, to stop the man, but panic was keeping him in place.

Race swallowed and spoke from behind his hand, “How the hell did you find me?” His voice was barely above a whisper.

“You’re not hard to find in the yellow pages, champ,” His father said, beginning to flip what Albert realized to be a switchblade between his fingers.  He glanced to the side, noticing Albert for the first time, “Who’s your friend, bud?”

Race stood abruptly, “Stay the fuck away from him,” he panted, “Don’t fucking move, the police are on their way.”

“Oh, bummer,” His father said, clicking his tongue, “I just wanted to have some fun.  Make up for what I didn’t get to do fuck knows how many years ago.”

Moonlight from the window glinted on his switchblade and Albert felt a shiver run down his spine.  Race’s eyes widened again and he reeled backwards, hitting the wall behind him.  His father lunged and Albert’s fight or flight response finally kicked into overdrive.  He dove forward, narrowly avoiding the blade as he tackled Race’s father to the ground with ease.  Adrenaline took over his actions, and with a newfound fervor, he pinned Race’s father’s hands above his head, taking the switchblade from his grasp, while simultaneously kneeing him in the crotch.  He howled in pain and Albert closed the switchblade, tucking it into his back pocket as he stood up again, scrambling back from him.  It didn’t take long for Race’s father to gain a second wind and soon, he was shifting around to stand back up.  Albert took the opportunity to cross over to Race, pulling him off the wall before making a beeline to his bedroom, slamming and locking the door behind them.  Both boys collapsed against the door, leaning all of their weight onto it as Race’s father began to throw himself at it.

“What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck,” Race sobbed, his breathing growing even more erratic. Albert wanted more than anything to comfort him, but the situation left him helpless.  

Another minute passed as Race and Albert combated Race’s father’s attempts to get in, then, it was over.  

Heavy footsteps could be heard entering the apartment and then the unmistakable sound of a tazor rang out.  A loud thump reverberated through the apartment as Race’s father presumably collapsed, then, “Holy shit, that’s Giovanni Higgins.”

Race let out a sob at the mentioning of his father’s name and Albert reached out a hand to comfort his best friend, but he shook his head violently, scooting away.  More commotion, followed by the sound of handcuffs could be heard from the other side of the door.  

After several more tense moments, one of the officers knocked at the bedroom door and Albert stood to open it.  Race had pushed himself into a corner and had his head tucked between his knees.

Two officers entered, “Are either of you injured physically?” One said.  Albert shook his head the the officer nodded once, “Okay, we’re going to have to bring you two in for a write-up.”

Albert looked from him to Race, “Can we- uh, do you think that we could have just a few minutes?”

The officers exchanged a look, then the other said, “Yes, take your time.  Mr. Higgins is detained and off the premises.”

Albert simply nodded and watched as the officers exited to the living room once more, closing the door behind them.  He immediately turned to kneel in front of Race, who was hiccuping with the effort to catch his breath.

“Race, Racer, hey,” Albert said, keeping his distance, “Can you try to breathe slower?”

Race shook his head and gestured towards his dresser.  

Albert frowned, “What do you need?”

“A-a smoke,” Race rasped, “P-please, I need- I can’t-”

Albert cut him off softly, “I’m sorry, I can’t get you a smoke, man, but-”

“I can’t breathe,” Race sobbed, “Please.”

“But,” Albert continued, “We are gonna get you calmed down without one.  We can do this.  Together, okay?  Take a deep breath.”

“Please,”  Race begged.

“Just a few, then I swear we’re done,” Albert pushed, “C’mon, you don’t need a smoke.  You can do this.”

Race shut his eyes tight and sucked a breath in through his mouth.

“Good, uh, hold it a sec if you can,” Race seemed to struggle to do so, but he was able to hold the breath in for a moment.

“Awesome,” Albert praised, “Exhale.”

Albert continued to coach Race through his breathing until he could do it passably by himself.  He laid his head back against the wall, keeping his eyes closed.  Albert shifted so he was sitting next to him.

“I’ll talk to the officers to see if we can give our report first thing in the morning,” Albert said after a beat.

Race nodded, “Y-yeah, thanks.”

“Of course,” Albert said, “What do you need?”

Race didn’t answer for a moment, then, “For that bastard to die.”

Albert bit his lip, “Yeah, that’d be the move.”

“And water.”

“Okay, be right back,” Albert hurried out of the room to grab Race a glass of water, stopping along the way to explain the situation to the officers, who advised him that they’d be back at 8 am to take them in for questioning.  Albert thanked them for understanding and rushed back to his best friend.  

Race downed the water with shaky hands and set the glass down next to him, “Al?”

“Hm?”

“Could you stay in here with me tonight?” Race asked meekly, “I don’t wanna be alone and I’m sorry if you’d rather not stay here, but I-”

“Race,” Albert cut off his rambling, “You don’t have to justify your reasoning.  Of course I’ll stay.”

Race softened, finally melting into Albert as all the adrenaline from his father’s attack and his panic wore off, converting into exhaustion, “Thanks.”

Albert hugged him tightly, “I’m here.”

-

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Please [2](M)

Jaebum Smut Two-Parter  Three-Parter one / two / three / epilogue

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader Genre: Smut, Angst Plot: You want Jaebum to fuck you warning: choking, teasing, hair-pulling, really sweet af dirty-talk, horrible writing, the works of the devil a/n: im writing this and im not sure if i should be turned on by this dirty talk or fucking cry. but, i hope y’all like this nasty.

hi, so i’m a failure who writes too much bullshit. I was going to delete this, but then though fuck it and now this is a three-parter... hope you enjoy the actual smut in the next part! don’t hate me, i’m soz. hope y’all enjoy. part three coming soon! I promise!

There was something in the way Jaebum looked at you. His beautiful brown eyes that always managed to take your breath away looked at you with so much admiration and desire that your head turned hazy. His eyes stared at you with love and caution, yet the flames of desire and lust raged brighter than anything else, leaving you restless. 

Jaebum’s warm hands wandered from underneath your skirt, and lightly touched your stomach. HIs hands skimming the curve around your hips that you always felt were a little too pudgy. HIs fingers bit into your waist, leaving marks as proof for tomorrow morning.

Every little thing Jaebum did was glazed in with so much intensity,  that it stole your breath more and more with every passing second

“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” Jaebum whispered, his harsh breath falling on your lips. “You have no idea how hard I want to fuck you y/n. You don’t know how much I want you, love you.”

Jaebum’s lips gently landed on the curve below your jawline, as tears prickled your eyes. 

With Jaebum everything felt like a dream. A land you had trespassed into and did not belong in. Everything he does and says makes you feel so light in your scared it frightens you; you have no idea what you would do without him. You know as certain as the passing time that you were in love with Jaebum, and you would always love him. 

“I love you too,” you told Jaebum, making him chuckle against your skin. His breath raspberrying over your neck, raising goosebumps over your skin. 

He moved back as he peered into your eyes, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. 

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked, softly, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. Everything about Jaebum made your tummy flip; even his nervousness had you lose your sanity. 

You nodded, as you pressed your lips against his for a moment. You leaned back, meeting his eyes with a stunning smile, that made him go crazy. 

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered before his lips fell on yours. The kiss slow at first, slowly deepening, getting harsher and more demanding with every passing second. “Promise me you won’t leave me after this?”

You let out a little giggle, before sobering up once you saw the fear in his eyes.

Jaebum really believed that once you witnessed how insane you drive him, with no need to hold back, you would leave him. He was terrified you’ d think of him as a pervert, as a monster, who hurt you and only wanted you for your body. 

“I want this.” You breathed, as you pulled your top off; you trusted Jaebum with your life. You wanted to see all of Jaebum, with nothing hidden away. 

Your breasts peeked through the lace of your bra, making Jaebum lose his patience. “I promise I want this Jaebum; I’m sure. I love you.”

A wide smile spreading across your face as you saw Jaebum relax. You jumped on Jaebum as the last words left; your lips yearningly kissing Jaebum, as your limbs wrapped around him, pulling him closer. 

Jaebum pushed you both against the wall, a gasp leaving your lips, as Jaebum let out a groan from the back of his throat. 

Jaebum’s body pressed you onto the wall, as he settled between your legs. HIs hips grinded against you, driving you up the wall with each stroke getting harder and higher; your heaving breasts, now, just below Jaebum’s chin. 

The heat of Jaebum’s skin pressed flush against yours; your core rubbing against the Jaebum’s bulging jeans through the frail fabric of your panties. Your fingers lost in his dark locks, as the other hungrily held onto his back. 

Jaebum tugged away from you, placing your legs back on the ground, as his fingers began playing with the edge of your panties. 

“Jae,” you gasped, as your felt his cold fingers slip under the fabric. Jaebum’s lips moved to your neck; biting, nipping and licking, doing everything to leave you a mess. 

Jaebum hummed as his fingers dipped into your folds. 

“Fuck, babe,” he chuckled darkly. “So fucking wet.” His thumb grazed your clit, making you let out a lewd moan, as you threw your head back against the solid wall. 

“Do you like that, princess?” Jaebum blew into your ear raspily. His thumb moving in slow circular motions, as his middle finger rimmed around your entrance. 

“Oh god, yes,” You nodded biting your lip to hold in the cry of absolute delight. 

Jaebum had touched you before, but never like this. He never touched you to make you feel something other than pleasure. Tonight Jaebum was planning to ruin you with pure ecstasy. 

He wanted you weak and wrecked, as you muttered his name over and over again. 

“Please, Jae,” you purred, as you felt your core being to throb with need. 

You had never felt anything like this before. You never felt so needy, almost as if you were already on your high and all you needed was Jaebum’s touch to make you go wild. 

Jaebum removed your panties before his hands lingered on your ass. His large hands fondling with your soft cheeks, as he pulled you against his bulge. His teeth sinking into your neck, making moan as another spark of pleasure danced up your spine. 

His fingers slipped into your folds from behind, his middle finger titillating your bud of nerves, as his thumb gently dipped into your pussy. 

“Fuck,” you moaned, unable to hold it back anymore, as your head fell against Jaebum’s shoulder. 

“Oh my god,” you cried, as his other hand lands on your ass sharply. His hand remained there, soothingly caressing your cheek, before spanking it again. 

Your body jolted at the sensation, as your body fell against Jaebum. 

“Is this alright?” Jaebum whispered into your ear. Before you could tell him how good it felt, you felt your orgasm building up inside you. Your nails bit into Jaebum’s forearms, as his fingers began working faster. 

“Fuck,” you groaned, hiding your face into the crook of his neck.

Just as you were about to feel the sensation take over you, Jaebum ripped away from, letting you sink to the floor. 

You remained seated for a few seconds, completely dazed before you met his shimmering dark eyes. 

“You okay?” Jaebum smirked at you as you huffed at him angrily. 

“Why’d you do that? I was so close?” You whined, making Jaebum chuckle at you as he sank to the floor, in front of you.

“Did I ever tell you how adorable you are when you are mad?” He pecked your lips making you glare at him. Before you could fight him even more, his lips captured yours once again, kissing you slowly and deeply. 

Jaebum filled the hole that lived inside you since the day you were born, you felt. There was always something missing in your life. Even when you stood on a mountain peak in Hawaii welcoming the rising the sun, you felt a sort of emptiness in your heart. But every moment with Jaebum felt complete; he filled your heart with his warm glowing sunshine; its cosy golden haze making you feel whole happiness. 

You smiled into the kiss and felt Jaebum do the same. 

Jaebum’s hands settled on your waist, bringing your body flush against him as he lightly bit your lips. 

You gasped in surprise, making Jaebum chuckle in return, before showering puppy kisses all over your face. 

“You’re becoming soft again,” you giggled. 

“Well I can’t help it when you’re so adorable,” he booped your nose, making your smile deflated. 

You pushed Jaebum back before climbing onto his lap. You ran your hands over his shoulders before, lifting his black shirt off his body. Your lips trailed down his chest; your hands and lips running over his velvety skin. You lightly scratched your nails against him making him groan. 

“I don’t want to be adorable, Jaebum,” you told him, lowly, before biting his earlobe. “I want to be sexy.”

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[marshaeb]

P.s: I'm Mated With The Cursed Alpha!

Chapter Twelve

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Alpha Darius POV

She stared into the closet. Her dark brown eyes tear wide open, breathing in and out heavily as she stumbled a few steps back.

“Samantha...Sammy...you guys!” She continued. “I-It’s not funny...come out!”

I clenched my teeth, exhaling anxiously through my nostrils. I have no other choice but to show myself now or she’ll start making a raucous.

I took a deep breath and slowly emerged out of the closet, stepping towards her. My body towered over hers as she stumbled back in shock, lost for words.

As I look down at her through hooded eyes, I was trying my best to keep my composure. One slip up, she would freak out.

“You...” She said, squinting her eyes at me. “Mr. Big, Bad Alpha! What do you want?”

Yeah... she’s definitely drunk... But on second thought...Thank Goodness!

Knowing her, she would have been completely horrified, screaming, and calling for help by now. But since she’s wasted, I’ll just keep it cool and play along.

“What’s wrong... I can’t stop by?” I asked in a low voice. “I just...wanted to see you, princess,” I said taking a step closer.

“Hmm, why? Do you... like something you see?” She said, slurring her words as she twirled around slowly.

It’s kind of funny seeing her like this, but I’ll admit that she’s awfully cute twirling around for me. Before I knew it, another smile was on my face.

“Yeah...I like what I see...” I said.

She paused and looked me hard in the eyes, blinking awfully slow. Goodness, she’s drunker than I thought. Why was she drinking in the first place?

“What?...” I asked, raising a sharp brow at her.

“Your smile...” She said, looking over my shirtless body. “I never saw you smile before.”

Have I really been letting my guard down lately? I never smile often, but with her...it’s different.

I cleared my throat feeling my face turn all red. “Do you... Do you like it?”

“Yes! You have such pretty teeth!” She said cheekily, throwing her head back. “I made you smile, didn’t I?”

I looked over her curvy little body. I couldn’t help myself. This bubbly side of hers was making it hard for me to hold back.

Shit! Why isn’t she laying under me already!

“Yes...you made me smile, princess,” I said feeling warm inside.

“Oh yeah...watch me twirl again then! She said as she spun around quickly.

Losing her balance, she stumbled back. But before she could hit her head against the bed frame, I snatched her in my hold.

My heart felt like it was about to come out of my chest. Like a mother rescuing her child from danger.

“Wheee! Again!” She giggled.

“No!” I said as I sat her on the edge of the bed. “You almost hit your head.”

“Oh... Mr. Alpha cares about my safety, huh?” She said, batting her lashes at me.

I stared down at her as she made that face. All it did was making me hard all over again.

I looked intensely across her pretty, soft face, then into her eyes and noticed they looked a bit red and puffy.

“Were you crying?” I asked her softly. “You’re eyes are red.”

She pulled away slowly and gradually burst into tears. Oh no...what did I do!

Gosh, I’ve never seen her cry before and it started to pain me seeing her like this. I cared too much. I never thought having a mate would have this much effect on you.

All I wanted was to hold her tightly in my arms and comfort her. But I couldn’t... It’ll only let my emotions take control, leading me on to do something else.

Gently, I lifted her head, wiping away a tear from her cheeks. She was bringing out a softer side of me I never knew I had.

“Forget it...who cares anyway.” She sniffled, curling her legs to her chest.

Her dress rode up her thighs, completely unaware that everything underneath her dress was exposed. My eyes locked immediately between her legs.

Though it felt a little perverted at a time like this, I couldn’t control these instincts.

Her panties were soaked from playing with herself just a while ago. The material was so tight, it sucked onto her pussy lips, and outlined it’s full shape and thickness.

It’s the fattest pussy I’ve ever seen... just sitting there between her thick thighs. I could only imagine how good it tastes. Nice, plump, and sweet, ready for a good dicking down.

I swallowed deeply and clenched my jaw, trying to retain myself, but that didn’t help my cock from growing rock hard.

I breathed out deeply, closing and opening my eyes.

“I care.” I said, clutching her tiny ankle as I sat next to her on the edge of the bed. “Tell me everything... I’m listening.”

She looked up at me with teary eyes and I swear for a second my once icy heart melted.

After sitting there for nearly fifteen minutes of hearing her run on and on about her best friend being taken away from her, everything she feels described me if I end up losing her.

She has no idea how bad I want her...but it’s not up for her and me to decide.

“It’s alright...you two just had a fallen out, it’ll get better.” I said. Which felt, completely strange because I’m never the best at cheering up someone.

“No...she has her mate...she won’t need me anymore!” She said, biting her bottom lip. “She’s getting all the loving she wants.

“You might feel like that now, but very soon you will have your mate,” I said, feeling my heart speeding up. “You’ll be getting all the loving as well...just give it time.”

“My mate, huh.” She mumbled.

She gave me a lewd, sinister look and for a second, it nearly spooked me out.

She rose out of the bed and stood directly in front of me. Then, what I lest expected, she pulled down her silky nightdress strap. Slowly she stuffs her hand inside, cuffing her left titt and pull it out of her dress.

It bounced slightly and I swear to the Moon goddess, I felt my willpower slipping away. The hungry, dominant side of Alpha Darius was starting to take control.

My eyes shifted between my wolf and human as I looked between her lustful face and her huge, perky titt just...sitting in front of me.

I swallowed deeply watching as her nipple erect right in front of my eyes. It was trigging...so damn triggering, but I had to remember she’s not in her somber state, but damn! I don’t think could help it.

My cock was bulging through my pants. Its throbbing sensation was driving me insane.

Should it matter? Should I really wait for her birthday... it’s only a few days away, anyway. But what if everything turns out unexpected and I happen to miss this chance... Miss all of this sweetness in front of me...

No...I can’t I—

“Please,” she whispered, breathing sharply. “I am your mate right, Alpha?” She said leaning closer.

Damn it! I squeezed my hand into a tight fist. If only she really knew who she’s leading on. All that liquor was loosening her tongue. Could it be that she’s expressing how she feels about me that she wouldn’t say when she’s sober?

“Suck it...make me feel good.” She whispered seductively.

Just when I thought I could control myself, there she went opening her mouth again.

“Put those soft lips on this nipple...please baby.”

I couldn’t believe what I just heard.

“W-What did you call me?” I stuttered in surprise.

She raked her small fingers through my hair, fingernails gently teasing my scalp sending tinkles through my body. She gently cuffed the back of my head, staring at me hard as I stare back at her. It was so intimate...so intense.

She rubbed her other hand on the side of my face, over my jawline, and stared at my lips with those beautiful brown eyes.

I was falling even harder for her now. This is the face I want to stare into for the rest of my entire life.

“Baby...” She repeated. “Please, baby.”

Something inside me snapped and... I lost it.

I grasped her titt in my hand and squeezed it firmly. Within seconds, my mouth was around her hard round nipple.

I flickered my tongue around the sensitive bud as my mouth covered her large areola. Each time I sucked, her nipple dragged against the surface of my tongue like a miniature lollipop.

I slurped and tug on it until it slipped out of my mouth, making a loud smacking sound.

She furrowed her brows and look down at me as her lips trembled with pleasure.

“You want more?” I asked her as I held her titt an inch away from my mouth like a microphone.

She clenched her jaw, whimpering as she nodded her head at me.

“You got a voice...use it,” I said to her. “Or I’ll stop. Do you want me to stop sucking?”

She shook her head, “N-No...”

“Then tell me what you want, princess,” I said, fiddling her nipple with my thumb.

Her eye twitched slightly and she let out a moan.

“Suck it...P-please.”

I smiled and immediately sucked them harshly, back into my mouth making her whimper.

“Oh yes...y-yes...it feels so good, baby,” she moaned, making my dick throb. “Just like that...flicker that warm tongue around that aching n-nipple.”

She grabbed my hand and sucked my finger in her mouth, covering it with drool. She then took it and placed it between her slightly parted legs. I pulled her thin, wet panties to the side and glide my wet finger between her plump pussy lips.

Within an instant, I found her swollen clit and rolled it around my stiff finger. Fuck...it’s so hot and meaty between there.

With her titt sucked in my mouth and my middle finger rubbing her clit, she moaned aloud, squirming and gasping in sweet delight.

Bingo! I found her weakness.

“You like that, huh?” I asked, rubbing and spanking her thick ass with my hand.

“I-I love it!” She gasped softly. “I-I love it so damn much...”

I clasped my large hand on the side of her head gently and pulled her in for a kiss.

I held her there, making it sloppy and wet as I could, but to my surprise, she was competing with me. Our tongues fought vigorously against each other.

I sucked and slurped on her bottom lip then went in for some more slippery tongue action over and over until we both grew out of breath.

She crawled onto me, spreading her legs around my waist as she sat on my lap. As her hands rest on my swollen chest, she pushed me back onto the mattress.

I squeezed her ass and jiggled it with my hands. She kissed and sucked all over my neck harshly. I quiver slightly as her mouth found my marking spot.

“Shit...” I groaned, sliding my hand over her back, then running my fingers in her puffy hair.

“Did that make the Alpha feel good?” She teased, riding and twerking her ass cheeks below my waist. She sat upright and crawled off of me towards her bed head.

Laying back on her pillow and slowly pulled off her underwear, slowly parting her legs for me.

I sat up on one arm and stared speechlessly. In all my years of dating and messing with so many women, none came close!I’ve never seen such a fat, juicy pussy before...and that big clit! It was poking out between those moist, plump pussy lips.

I could feel my salivary glands excreting in my mouth. I swallowed deeply, not once taking my eyes off of it.

My dick was pulsating so much that it hurt. I wanted so badly to shove myself so deep in that meaty box and pound her into tomorrow.

“Alpha, come and get it...” She said, spreading it open with two fingers.

My eyes widened even more. It was so pink, fleshy, and smeared with sweet pussy juice...a whole damn meal!

She fiddled her finger over her swollen clit, biting her lip as she stared at me who those lustful eyes.

“I know you want it,” she chuckled, closing and opening her legs, teasing me. “Yes, Alpha...No, Alpha, Yesss...Alpha!”

Fuck it!

I rushed over, drag her by her ankles, pinning her thighs to the bed.

A subtle shock expression came on her face as I placed my mouth over her entire wet pussy. I smeared my face between her legs as they shake in my hold.

She has the sweetest honey pot. I slurped and penetrate her tight hole with my long, stiff tongue.

She moaned aloud, gasping each time I stick it in and out. I shoved my face deeper, eating her out fully.

She tried to close her legs but I forced them apart and continued to eat and eat and eat. I wiggled my tongue over her juicy pink flesh, licking her, french kiss style.

After, I rolled my tongue around her clit. Rolling up and down, back and forth, making the shape of all the letters in her name until she panted for breath.

I reached out one hand and cuff her titt, tugging and rolling her erect nipple as I ate her out.

“Ohh...yes!” She moaned, throwing her head back. “I-I’m cuminggg!”

I completely lost it.

I crawled up towards her, clutching behind her knees with the crook of my arms as my muscular chest pressed against her breast.

I unzipped my pant and rubbed my hard cock between her moist pussy lips, making a wet, gushy sound.

She looked up at me about to speak but I grasped her chin in my hand.

“Tell me you want it...” I said, growling deeply. “Tell me how bad you want this hard cock inside you...”

“I want it...” She whimpered. “Destroy this little wet pussy. Disfigured it, baby...mold it into the shape of your dick...”

Just as I was about to enter into those sweet walls, I stopped and catch my breath.

All I heard was Sethi voice ringing in my ear. Telling me not to get carried away. Leave it to me, I’ll only make her pregnant because there was no way in hell I would pull out.

Besides, she’ll forget about all of this by morning. I want our first time to be something she’ll never forget.

She desperately raised her hips off the bed against mines. “Give it to me, Alpha!” She whined.

“No... I’m not having sex with you...not yet...not like this.” I said, watching her get upset.

“No... Don’t stop!” she said trapping me with her legs. “You’re not leaving until you do it!”

She’s even cuter when she’s upset and horny. I stared down at her admiring her beauty, feeling my cock throbbed against her.

“You’re a little freak, you know that?” I said.

Impatient, she complained some more, thrusting her hips up against mines. “More... please make me feel good.”

If only she could see herself right now. Her reaction would be priceless.

“Fine... I'll make you feel good.” I said spreading her legs wider. “But not the way we truly want it.”

I rest my cock over her pussy and rubbed its length, up and down against her warm flesh.

She groaned as I grind harder. My tip grazed over her swollen clit with every thrust.

It felt so good...so, so good. Hearing my mate’s moan, inhaling her scent, thrust my cock over her pussy as she dug her finger into my hips, it was driving me to the edge.

Gradually, I speed up, sucking on her chin, groaning deeply. Her pussy has gotten even wetter, massaging my dick as I glide through those sweet folds.

“Mmmm... I’m cumming, princess...” I moaned softly.

“M-me too...” She said, tugging on her nipple with her other hand tug on mine.

She came, shaky uncontrollably beneath me as I watched her eyes rolled back.

One, two, three more thrusts, and I pulled out just in time and release a huge nut over her stomach. I collapsed onto her, resting my forehead against hers.

We laid there trying to catch our breath. Covered with a thin layer of sweat, she rubbed my muscles and smiled at me.

“Mmm.” she moaned, sucking my neck. “Good job, Alpha.”

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[milliondollargeek1]

Roman wins! LOL!

You knew he was gonna win. Its Roman.

Justin stares at Mary annoyed, he takes a deep breath, and just continues to play out the rest of Monday Night Raw on his big screen tv. He slouches on his couch while Mary sits up from across and stares at Justin.

You’re gonna be ok? You been avoiding people lately. Noboy has heard from you in more than a week. Its not like you.

Depression has hit him hard. He got laid off from his job. Budget cuts. Long time wrestler. Its such a shame when you want to do what you love and you work and you get there and then they cut you because creative has nothing for you. He sighs for a moment and nods his head at Mary.

Yeah. Soon. I guess.

I’ll talk to Flip, see if he can get you in over there.

90 Days! What the hell am I supposed to do for 90 days? Meanwhile this guy...

Points at the tv screen at a paused moment of Roman Reigns holding the Intercontinental Championship that he just won from The Miz.

Does nothing for the business, is out for a few weeks, comes back, and gets to bury not only some of the talent that got released including myself, but Miz also!

Like I said, its Roman.

She gets up from the couch and presses a few buttons on her phone.

I’ll talk to bae. 

She smiles. Loves saying bae. Actually loves that her boyfriend is Flip Gordon.

Thanks.

She walks towards the door, Justin gets up from his couch, and walks with her.

What are you gonna do?

Probably listen to Hamilton. Maybe Em. Kendrick. Get my mind off this whole thing. Oh shit, Punisher is on Netflix! Dont talk to me for a few days.

Are you kidding!?

Maybe. 

Justin hugs Mary his long time best friend from the internet.

Team Awesome?

She kisses his cheek.

Team Awesome.

He smiles as she lets go and walks out. He stares outside of his apartment building as she opens the door to her car and starts it to drive off. Justin immediately scopes out the rest of the neighborhood and checks his phone for possible shenanigans that he could do tonight. One text comes through and its his buddies who found an underground fight club in the middle of the downtown Chicago. Shit happens out there.

Listen to Hamilton or go die?

He looks around the room and talks to himself.

Both? Both. Both it is! 

He gets up from his couch again, walks out the door, and puts his Hamilton cd  into the radio, and starts to sing. At the same time hes getting the directions. About thirty minutes later he arrives at his destination and proceeds to talk to the people that are running this underground fight shindig in downtown Chicago. One of the bouncers explains to Justin what this whole situation is.

What is this called?

Its called The Domain. Its ike fight club, only thing is that there are all kinds of fighters from boxers to muay thai to wrestlers. Its cheap to get in and if its your first time you have to fight.. House Rules.

So its kinda like Fight Club.

Whats that?

You never... oh. Okay. Nevermind. Who am I supposed to watch out? Who’s the big dog around this place? Who’s the Roman Reigns?

I dont know what that means, but the big guy is the guy that you’re probably going to fight first. He likes fresh meat.

Oh yea? Who is he?

He’s the brother of the promoter, Mr. Dario Cueto. The guy you’re fighting is a monster known only as Matanza. According to the promoter if you come back the next week after surviving his brother or if you even beat his brother tonight, you will get a special unique opportunity in his company.

Sold! Im in!

I dont think you understand what you’re getting yourself into, kid.

I do. And dont call me kid.

Okay, very well. Sign these papers. They’re for legal reasons. If anything were to happen to you tonight, this company or the promoter is not liable for any wrong doing or damages. This is all you bud.

Justin signs the papers.

Damn. You have a death wish. Where you from kid?

Chicago.

No, I mean what company you coming from?

WWE

You too? Okay. Whats your name?

Alexander Hamilton.

What? 

Oh, nothing. I meant to say... Syck. Yea, that.

The bouncer disappears for a few minutes and all Justin can do now is hope he comes back the next week. Or is he even worried about that right now. He just heard this monster he’s about to fight is programmed to destroy. Does he care? Not one bit. All he cares about is the depression to go away. The thought of not having a legal job for 90 days is what bothers him.

Ladies and gentlemen!!! We are now ready for the match of the night! First, weighing in at 300 lbs... MATANZA CUEEEEEETOOOO!!!

The crowd cheers knowing that its time for bets to start. 

And his opponent, making it his first night here. You all know him from the WWE!!! He is... the most insane.... SYYYYYYYYYCK!!!

The crowd goes quiet while Justin climbs into a hexagon shaped ring and continues to stretch his arms and legs.

Hey kid, do you have an emergency contact in your wallet?

Yes.

Alright. Lets get it ooooooon!

And as soon as he says that.... its over with. Matanza charges at Justin for a spear. Tries to pin him Justin kicks out. Justin kicks and kicks and punches at Matanza but to no avail. Matanza head butts Justin in the chest with his heavy helmet and starts to ground and pound on him. After a few seconds you hear the bell ring and the referee raises Matanza’s hand for the win but signals for the EMTS in the back to come get this body out of the ring.

How do you feel?

Huh?

How did we end up at the hospital with Mary sitting beside him.

I said how do you feel?

Where am I?

Hospital. You look nasty dude. Like... ugly dude from The Goonies nasty.

He tries to feel his face but even that hurts.

Im so glad im your ICE. But can you please tell me what stupid shit you’re gonna do before you end up doing it? I was worried you had died on my way over here.

I... you should see the other guy.

I did. Not a single scratch on him.

I dont know wha...

How about telling me from the beginning.

Okay.

@breakfastwiththesun

[omglr]

patiently momming the shit out this fuckin' potential serial killer...

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like feminism.

You: hi

Stranger: hi

Stranger: asl

You: 33 f

You: canada

You: you?

Stranger: m22 canada

Stranger: feminist?

You: yes

You: you?

Stranger: fuck no

Stranger: feminism is sexism and hatred of men, why would I support it?

You: meninist?

Stranger: not really

Stranger: just knowing the truth

You: where do you get this information from?

Stranger: online

You: ok

You: have you considered.... reading a book?

Stranger: no

Stranger: because with the ability to be anonymous online people will say the truth without fear of being outed for it.

You: interesting

Stranger: yeah

Stranger: Feminism isnt about equality, its about hatred of men and female superiority

You: ok, if you say so

Stranger: how is it now?

Stranger: not*

Stranger: women demanding a safe space free of men is seen as just fine

Stranger: a male only space is seen as "sexist"

You: uh, do you think their aren't men only space though?

Stranger: feminism cries about male dominance in politics and management positions , but when it comes to male dominance in jobs like trucking, mining, construction etc, feminists dont say a word

Stranger: there is men only, and to feminists thats seen as sexism

You: you seem a little worked up

Stranger: I mean, Boy scouts of America now allows girls in... wtf its the BOY scouts, girls want to be a scout? there is a thing called girl scouts of America too

You: yeah girl guides is a much better organization anyway

You: they also accept boys

Stranger: LMAO wow what guy would joint girl guides.

You: idk, a kid who likes camping and cookies

Stranger: I do like cookies

You: yeah, cookies are great

Stranger: yeah

Stranger: women are also entitled and selfish and think they should get stuff just because they are a woman

You: i think the word entitled gets thrown around a lot to describe people

Stranger: women expect a man to pay for the date.

You: but its mostly about folks asking for respect

Stranger: but I thought you bitches wanted "equality" oh wait...

You: like millenials are real entitled

You: for wanting jobs that pay a living wage

You: says boomers

You: who dont want to pay a living wage

Stranger: yeah

Stranger: but you NEED a living wage

You: yeah, we all need a living wage

Stranger: but women are entitled and think they deserve only the best of the best of the very best men who will do whatever she says and wants and no matter what shes always right

You: this seems like a narrow focus on what women are like

Stranger: its the truth

You: like, this is a pretty shallow stereotype that might be true for like 10% of college girls

Stranger: lol its true for all girls

Stranger: girls are shallow

You: but i guess if thats who you put on a pedestal, shallow girls

Stranger: all girls are shallow

You: mmmm, i mean, you might be misinterpreting women's intentions

Stranger: how so?

You: like if i saw you at a coffee shop and over heard you talking this conspiratorial feminist is evil game, i wouldn't be interested in you

Stranger: Im not 6'0 or taller, im not ripped af and I dont drive a BMW, your not interested in me

You: eh, again, i didn't say that

You: i'm not interested in cars or money or height

Stranger: sure

You: or muscles

Stranger: sure

Stranger: so your a lesbian?

You: but i can tell a dude is a self loathing weirdo pretty quick

You: i'm bi

Stranger: ok

You: women are easier to date

Stranger: sure

Stranger: im 22 and still a fucking virgin

You: for me anyway

You: yeah, that happens

You: some folks are late bloomers

Stranger: LMAO no, women are shallow

You: alright, well if you want to believe that that's up to you, but your world view determines your world

You: so if you can't open your heart and learn to trust women, you'll probably keep thinking worse and worse thoughts about them

Stranger: well im not good looking so...

Stranger: LMAO trust women... that is horseshit.

You: and find yourself in more situations where you can prove yourself right

Stranger: women are nothing but cheaters and liars

Stranger: let me tell you something?

You: ok

Stranger: I met a girl on here 2 yrs ago, shes down in Tennessee, we kept in contact on skype, became friends, fell for each other, admitted our feelings, fell even more for each other, hoped to meet one day, have our first times, maybe end up married and be forever. She met another guy and threw me away.

You: so, you were 20 years old and an internet girlfriend ruined your life forever?

Stranger: nope

Stranger: it just proves how unloyal and unloving women are

You: idk, that sounds kinda stupid

Stranger: plus my 3rd ex cheated after a month, not to mention other BS she did, I'll share if you wanna know,

1st and 2nd ex never even liked me

You: like, i'm being pretty patient with you here

You: this self loathing rap is pretty pathetic

Stranger: lol its hatred of women

You: yeah, its called misogyny

Stranger: and feminism is misandry

You: eh, not really

Stranger: sure

Stranger: women are hypergamous whores

You: eh, i mean, if you and i were the only people on the planet, i would say men are toxic dudes who have little self awareness and say abusive bullshit with so little life experience its kinda tragic if not a little dangerous, and that women are extremely patient and nurturing even to weirdos who don't deserve it

Stranger: sure.

Stranger: if you think im ever going to trust a woman again your insane

You: i guess it was more advice for your sadness but its up to you

Stranger: im not sad

You: eh

Stranger: I just know the bitter truth of life

You: i mean you sound angry, but its obvious where its coming from

Stranger: yeah

You: lol, what is the bitter truth of life?

Stranger: that women are nothing more than shallow unloyal unloving whores who only care about themself, love isnt real. together forever doesnt exist

You: are your parents divorced?

Stranger: never married, dont know my father

You: what's your relationship with your mom like?

Stranger: its fine

You: does she love you?

Stranger: yeah

You: is she loyal to you?

Stranger: i guess. im her only child

You: would she give you her kidney if you needed it?

Stranger: idk, shes not in great health herself tbh

You: would you give her your kidney if she needed it?

Stranger: yeah

You: well that's good

You: have you heard much about internet feedback loops and how it can hurt your self-esteem?

Stranger: yeah

You: i kinda think you should look into your online peer group and figure out if thats who you want to be?

Stranger: Im not on any forums or anything like that

You: like... behind the "women are all cheating selfish shallow whores" is like "a woman would never be loyal to or love me or find me attractive"

Stranger: that is true

You: and that says something about you that isn't true

You: that you aren't unlovable

Stranger: Im not

You: eh, you probably are, or could be

You: just maybe chill with the incel stuff

Stranger: im not. for one im not anywhere near cute. That alone keeps love away.

I have huge trust issues. A short temper,

You: have you considered seeing a therapist?

Stranger: no

You: i've been seeing therapist for like 6 years, they are pretty great

Stranger: well I dont need one

You: what about the trust issues and the short temper?

Stranger: you cant fix those.

You: yeah, that's what therapists do

Stranger: and all it takes is one asshole to come along and destroy it

You: they help you work through those things

Stranger: honestly, I rather just blow up when im man

Stranger: mad*

You: eh, again, you do you, but this is real good advice honestly

Stranger: im fine

Stranger: as for trust issues, I tried to get over it, just to be fucked over again

You: eh, yeah,

Stranger: so I will stay single

You: i have had shit come up in cycles through my life too

You: its hard

Stranger: yeah

You: anyway bud, i should go, but take care of yourself, enjoy this summer :)

Stranger: yeah, but you know whats painful

Stranger: ?

You: what?

Stranger: seeing a hot af girl at the beach in a bikini and knowing I'll never get to smash that

You: dude, just see a sex worker

Stranger: I dont wanna pay for it

Stranger: or get aids

You: eh, don't be cheap and use a condom

Stranger: I am very cheap

You: ok, well, put a fuckin tin can in your room, and everytime you think to yourself "I'm unlovable" but a dollar in it

You: or what ever mean things your brains says to you

Stranger: I've got a peanut butter jar of like $400 change in my room. just because why not

You: yeah, well $400 will get you a good looking woman

Stranger: yeah.. or it can sit here and be mine.

You: or like half an xbox

Stranger: ok

You: ok, good luck

You have disconnected.