Masculinity Stories

A Collection of Vignettes for Adults Craving an Illustration of How Emotional Intimacy could Feel with the Love of Your Life. *** Gentle Men. Are You Ready for a Quest to Feel How Good It Can Get? Women -I don't even have to ask- Yes, We're Ready. *** NEW! or Evolved Vignettes Premiering Every Sunday Mature Content for Adults Only

In the heat and noise of the factory floor, a lawless tradition reigns. Ordinary men must endure a gauntlet of violence to prove their worth. This isn't a stage; it's a cage. When dangerous pro-wrestling moves are unleashed by untrained workers, the line between entertainment and tragedy disappears. Every slam is real. Every bone-crushing hold is a gamble.

A quiet allegory about three generations of watchmen tasked with holding a wall and sealing a gate, The Line of Watchmen explores how silence, endurance, and inherited roles are mistaken for strength. As fear is contained rather than spoken, the story examines masculinity as a system passed down intact. One that survives not because it is healthy, but because no one dares be the first to question it.

Discipline. Control. Money. Presence. By Hux Adult View Only · 18+ ⸻ AUTHOR'S NOTE This book is not about becoming louder, tougher, or more aggressive. It is about becoming unavoidable. Most men were taught to perform strength instead of building it. To chase validation instead of commanding respect. To react emotionally while calling it passion. This book is for the man who is done reacting. Done explaining. Done leaking energy. Read it slowly. Apply it quietly.

In the quiet, wind-cut plains of Oklahoma, two boys from different worlds begin their first year of college-both carrying powers they never asked for, and pasts they've never fully faced. Jesse Rowen, the youngest son of a once-feared military leader from Mexico, lives in the shadow of a man the world once called a hero. After his father was honorably discharged and relocated to the United States under a classified protection deal, Jesse grew up in a small Oklahoma town-raised with strong family values, quiet pride, and the constant weight of legacy. His older brother is following in their father's footsteps, but Jesse... Jesse doesn't even know what his power is. If he has one at all. Caleb Brooks was raised in chaos. With a mother lost to addiction and a father who disappeared into the brutal underground of illegal powered fights, Caleb has learned to survive through silence, strength, and the gym. On the outside, he's hard, unreadable-a man with a body built for war but a soul still healing from a childhood shaped by fists, fear, and alcohol. His powers? Still undefined. But the damage is already done. When Jesse and Caleb crash into each other on the first day of college-both literal and emotional-their worlds slowly begin to intertwine. What starts as an awkward rivalry becomes a reluctant friendship, then something deeper neither of them expected. As the story unfolds, Growing Up explores the highs and lows of small-town life where powered individuals are rare, watched, and quietly resented. But this isn't a tale of saving the world-it's a story about surviving it. About two young men navigating broken families, unspoken trauma, cultural identity, language barriers, and what it means to grow up when the world only sees the weight of who you're supposed to be.

I ask only one question: Where have all the great men gone?

"It isn't what you saw." "Fuck you,"I said with tears as the memory flashed through my mind. "Shit,I told you.You weren't suppose to see that."He said with this voice that I couldn't quite read well. "Go away you fucken killer," "Don't call me that."He deadpanned. "I said shut up and fuck off." "You know what,"He paused as he chuckled lightly,"Fuck you too."With that he walked away. --------------------------- Noeva Pillard is an asexual teenage boy with upside down mood swings and who couldn't even careless if his clothes coordinate with one another.He isn't popular at school nor is he a nerd-trust me,he is just Ales the boy who always has a straight cap on.Going through life with a mother in rehab and a stuck-up cop dad tryna force you to play 'happy family' is dang tiring especially with a prostitute aunt owing a huge sum to a loan shark who threatens to take the only home you've known.On the other hand he needs to make it to the school's tennis team that's dominated by one of the coolest gangs in order to pass his senior year. Callum Schmidt is a laid-back guy that everyone admires because he is friendly and cool with everyone in Henderson.He isn't capable of murder...right.No one know much about him which is pretty weird to Noeva only.And he is definitely not capable of being a crazy ass stalker.

Ezryn exists in a world of quiet. For her, silence isn't empty; it's a refuge of clarity in a noisy, demanding world. She understands actions, not words. The weight of a door closing. The logic of a finished task. The sharp, clarifying pain of a burn. When the chaos of other people's emotions encroaches, her first instinct is to retreat behind her own walls. But a single, broken voice on the phone-Liora's voice-pierces that silence with a sound she cannot ignore. Liora is unraveling. The pressure to be perfect, to be strong for everyone else, has finally snapped. Huddled in the wreckage of a devastating family dinner, she is utterly alone, convinced her vulnerability is a failure. The last person she expects to see is Ezryn, a woman who communicates in gestures, not platitudes. Who doesn't tell her it will be okay, but simply sits in the dark with her, an anchor in the storm. This is where their story begins: in the quiet aftermath. It is a slow, aching journey between a woman learning how to fall apart and a woman learning how to hold the pieces. For Liora, Ezryn's steadfast presence becomes a shelter where she discovers that breaking is not the end. For Ezryn, Liora's trust becomes a quiet question she's never been asked before: what is the weight of a touch? The meaning of a heartbeat under her hand? Their connection grows in the spaces between words, in shared silence over morning coffee and the unspoken language of simply being there. But the weight of quiet is a heavy thing... Is it the beginning of peace, or merely a different kind of suffering? Can a person learn to live with their broken pieces, or is true healing something else entirely... © All rights reserved. This work is my original creation and may not be copied, reproduced, or distributed without permission.

KakuHida twoshot. Yaoi. AU. Read the description below, please ^^ -- Hidan didn't mind the stares people gave when they saw him wearing a skirt. And it certainly didn't bother Kakuzu, either.

This book is a series of chapters of what I believe it means to be an intersectional feminist. In it, I explore content ranging from the false dichotomy, to rape culture and toxic masculinity. It is important to note that this book will not be for everybody. Some of these concepts are difficult to understand. If you disagree with what I have said, I ask that you exit my book and move on. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion; this is mine.

Laila and Sam, bound by an unbreakable friendship, emerged from the school's corridors as transformed souls, prepared to confront an enigmatic world. But, as they braced themselves, little did they know if their mettle matched the world's secrets.

Harriet was promised a fairytale-love, security, and a beautiful life behind the white picket fence. What she got was something else entirely. Greyson wanted the perfect wife, the perfect children, the perfect home. But perfection, for him, meant Harriet sacrificing everything-her dreams, her rest, her very identity. With a toddler on her hip and a newborn crying in the next room, she works full-time, keeps the house spotless, and makes sure dinner is on the table, all while Greyson comes home and props his feet up like a king on his throne. She tells herself this is temporary. That one day, he'll see how hard she's trying. That one day, he'll HELP. But day after day, the weight on her shoulders grows heavier, and Greyson's demands only tighten like a noose around her life. Until one day, Harriet realizes something. This was never THEIR dream. It was always HIS. And she was never part of the picture-just a piece of the scenery, placed neatly inside his perfect little world. But Harriet is done playing house. And this time, when she walks out the door, she won't be coming back. **disclaimer: This story is inspired by Paris Paloma's song Labour.**

Inspired by Modest Mouse' "Sleepwalking (Couples Only Dance Prom Night)" and the feeling and Journey of love, "Drive" looks into the emotions of a man's psyche as he takes a drive through the woods to get to a lovers house. This short story gives a talk to men who are stuck within love, as I hope this pushes you to continue the journey, putting yourself in the narrators view.

A night in the college life of Jojo and Anupama.

"She Works for the Government" narrates a love story in a mixture of cultures from a low life in African rural village towards the life in a new European culture at Belgium, involving a woman spy and a Scrabble player man, who becomes the world champion. ///

This is a poem related and dedicated to all the REAL MEN out there, who sacrifice themselves in order to make the ends meet, who dissatisfy themselves in order to satisfy the society. Hope you'll like it.

Biblical examples debunking gender stereotypes and hypermasculinity.