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#CursedSheithWeek
A/B/O, absolute nonsense
The app is called Breedr, and if you’re an omega who tends to swipe left... you can earn the title of Beef Farmer of the Month.
It’s a stupid badge, but keith kind of likes it. He likes the power of turning down knothead alphas.
A/B/O, absolute nonsense
The app is called Breedr, and if you’re an omega who tends to swipe left... you can earn the title of Beef Farmer of the Month.
It’s a stupid badge, but keith kind of likes it. He likes the power of turning down knothead alphas.
After almost a year of this, Keith’s closing in on the title of Beef Farmer of the Year. Previous omega titleholder has met the alpha of their dreams supposedly. Keith can only roll his eyes.
He swipes left and left, hoping the rejections sting. With each he gets closer.
He swipes left and left, hoping the rejections sting. With each he gets closer.
In December he can taste victory. He’s seen the hit count on his profile, tons of alphas who come wishing they could have the chance. Keith updates his photos just for them, posting very attractive shots that any alpha would drool over.
If he’s a little drunk on the power,
If he’s a little drunk on the power,
#cursedsheithweek // #sheith “are you lost, babygirl?”
Lance is annoying at the best of times, but especially on tiktok.
“Just hold the camera still!” He demands. Keith rolls his eyes and does so as Lance runs over and over through a cringeful “are you lost, babygirl?”
Lance is annoying at the best of times, but especially on tiktok.
“Just hold the camera still!” He demands. Keith rolls his eyes and does so as Lance runs over and over through a cringeful “are you lost, babygirl?”
On the 23rd try, he seems satisfied with the take.
“It was 4 words Lance,” Keith says with extreme judgement, handing the phone over.
“It’s about the ambiance!” Lance cries, scanning over the video. “You gotta have the right energy.”
“Uh huh.”
Lance glares at him. “You do!”
“It was 4 words Lance,” Keith says with extreme judgement, handing the phone over.
“It’s about the ambiance!” Lance cries, scanning over the video. “You gotta have the right energy.”
“Uh huh.”
Lance glares at him. “You do!”
Keith does a quick miming of Lance’s stance. “You literally just lurk like a creep.”
“Not creepy! Seductive! You have to make it look good on camera— ugh why am I even explaining this to you, you don’t have a performance bone in your body.”
“Like you’d need to for this.”
“Not creepy! Seductive! You have to make it look good on camera— ugh why am I even explaining this to you, you don’t have a performance bone in your body.”
“Like you’d need to for this.”
