#dating app

you've been matched with jumpingjack!

Robby almost fell off his bed as the notification buzzed on his phone. BondMates is the new app that have taken the university by storm, Robby was not one to trust dating apps nor he was interested in casual flings or hook ups which the app is famously used for. But after Dana's pestering he downloaded the app and begrudgingly created a profile. Robby made sure to keep his username as vague as possible, hence itsabrunette was created.

For weeks he had been matched to sketchy alphas who assumed he was a top because of his height. It carved a new level of insecurity that Robby already had, he knew that he wasn't your typical omega. He's taller and broader than most omegas and he didn't really liked being bossed around just because of his secondary gender. There were perverts and there were matches that Robby wanted to befriend but he didn't find anyone he wanted to date. He was about to delete the app and just call it a day when the notification arrived.

"No fucking way." Robby sat up as he scrolled through the man's profile. He could feel his face heat up as the man's bare torso flashed on his screen littered with a constellation of freckles that he wanted to trace down with his fingers. He'd been matched with an alpha that you would see in movies, and Robby wondered if the person behind it just pressed the wrong button and that's why they matched.

jumpingjack has sent you a message

Robby was way too eager to press the notification.

jumpingjack: Is the username true or are you secretly a blonde?

itsabrunette: I'm pretty sure that I'm brunette, so if you're not into that I don't know what to tell you.

jumpingjack: Don't worry, my type are cute brunettes.

itsabrunette: You'll be disappointed then, I'm not cute at all.

jumpingjack: Now that's too bad, cause those are the same words a cute person would say.

jumpingjack: Do you have a name I can call you? Brunette is a bit of a mouthful.

itsabrunette: Robby is fine.

jumpingjack: Cute, so Robby what do you do in your free time?

itsabrunette: Sleep and a bit of reading, mostly existential crisis.

jumpingjack: What's on your pretty mind?

itsabrunette: The sweet talker that keeps giving me compliments.

jumpingjack: Oh no darling, is he bothering you? I'm sure he's very charming if you gave him a chance.

itsabrunette: I don't know if he deserves it yet.

jumpingjack: Take a chance on me, come on Robby, pretty please.

itsabrunette: You're unbelievable, fine.

It all started from there, Robby would be caught giggling with his phone and Dana would pester him about the loverboy that he was messaging. They would message each other on their free time, Jack would tell him about his day and Robby would share his own. Their conversations would start randomly courtesy of Jack who'd start the most absurd topics that would make Robby laugh.

jumpingjack: So like... is it a bad thing if you accidentally drank expired milk?

itsabrunette: You did what?

jumpingjack: It's a hypothetical question, don't judge!

itsabrunette: I'm judging you so hard right now. It's not bad but you'll be having awful diarrhea.

jumpingjack: That's a lot of shit.

itsabrunette: Did you just-

jumpingjack: I know I'm a genius.

4 months have passed and Robby was far too curious to put a face on the man that he's now crushing on. Jack had never asked him for a picture but he'd send his own on occasion, mostly just pictures after his football practice and Robby have touched himself several times to the picture of Jack's sweaty body. Shame would always crept up at him after those moments, he'd never admit it to himself that he's falling for a guy who could potentially be a creep.

jumpingjack has sent a photo

jumpingjack: We won, and as you promised. You owe me a date ; )

Robby dropped his phone on his face as he came tumbling off his bed. He grabbed his phone with a groan at the reddened spot on his forehead. Robby stared at the photo and to his embarrassment he could feel himself slick up. In his panic Robby just scrolled through his album and sent the blurriest picture he could find as he unconsciously humped his pillow to relieve the growing heat on his cunt.

itsabrunette has sent a photo

jumpingjack: Fuck, you really are pretty.

jumpingjack: I'm such a lucky bastard.

itsabrunette: Shut up, what time?

jumpingjack: After your classes? I'll come pick you up.

itsabrunette: I can go there myself.

jumpingjack: Let me pick you up, pretty omega.

Robby will blame his hormones as his cunt clenched at the pet name, he's already soaking his boxers like an animal.

itsabrunette: If you're late I'm taking the bus.

jumpingjack: It's a date!

“baixa aquele app satanista ai o tinder”

spoiler eu vou fazer lovebombing e te ligar bebada sexta as 02:45

procuro algo casual tipo alguem pra ter um casamento intimo na praia com 3 damas de honra lirios brancos e um ministro de paleto cinza

“você tem insta?” eu tenho um endereço que vc pode mandar flores e posteriormente me buscar pra um date, serve?

quero a sorte de um amor tranquilo (sentir ciume possessivo e trancar vc em casa

i dont just make mistakes i date them

Hero:

Your profile says you like stargazing. Would you wanna fly around some time? I can get us an extra good view 😉

Villain:

This is Villain.

Hero:

Dang it!! Stop being on every powered people dating app I use!

Villain:

I think the real question is how you keep matching with me on every dating app you use.

Hero:

I’m not doing it on purpose!!! I’m just not used to seeing you in civilian clothes and keep getting confused!!

And you have to match with me too you know! So I could say the same about you!! Why are you swiping up when you know it’s me?!

Villain:

Honestly? Because it’s hilarious 😆🫰

Hero:

I’m blocking you. AGAIN.

Villain:

So, some people wanted to know what really happened in the motorcycle dealership....