Name Calling Insults List Novels & Stories

he added, scrunching up his face. This was rude, so uncalled for. "Stupid, proud, obnoxious, dim witted, nincompoop, idiot, dumb, crazy, psychiatric patient." I said out loud. "What does that mean?" He asked, rolling his eyes. "You of course, I just called out the names that describes you, the perfect words that qualifies you. Too bad, I can't list them hall, I don't have time for a fool like you. I feel like I am wasting my time standing here with you, damn I could even get blind by your stupidity."

"But... it's not right for you to insult someone. You shouldn't call your classmate a little rascal." "I haven't even called him a mongrel yet!" "Who taught you that?!"

I watched him carefully like one would a wild animal. "You better drop this frigid behaviour or these three months will never come to an end for you", he said casually. "Did you just call me frigid?", I asked him appalled. Nerve of this guy of all the nicknames I had this is the one I hated the most. The guys wouldn't take no and called me all sorts of names from frigid to ice queen. Their entitlement made me resent them more it seemed like Matt had joined their wagon. "No I said you are acting frigid there is a difference", he said with a frown.

“No.” “You can’t just ambush people outside their workplace.” “I just did. And you’re no stranger ” I crossed my arms. “You’re crazy goat.” He shrugged. “I’ve been called worse.” “Oh, you might want to add this to the list… walking mistake, asshole, piece of shit, dumbass, jackass, scumbag, low-life, trash, worthless prick, backstabbing bastard, manipulative jerk, lying snake, spineless coward, and a pathetic excuse of a man.”

It pissed him off. “Listen up, Larson. My name is Carl Mann. Not Eric f**king Cartman. Call me by that name again, and I’ll f**king tear you apart!” Carl snarled angrily. There was nothing he hated more than being referred to by that terribly insulting nickname. Zayn smiled. “Whatever you say, Cartman.”

He is. "Oh look, the hooker is here." I look over and see Quincy and Geni sliding into the seats next to me. "What's up, twatface?" I respond to Geni's jab. I'm not sure when we started trading insults, but she seems to get a kick out of the different names I can call her so I keep doing it. In a really weird way, it has seemed to bridge the gap between our differences. "Ooh! Twatface," she says. "I like that one. Did you get a list of insults off the internet?"

Through the bond, that same cold emptiness was coming from Zaliver. “You know, that might be the first name that isn’t insulting. I’ve been called much worse—monster, killer, an abomination, and many more. Those are just the ones on the top of my head, but I have to say that’s the one that’s stuck,” he spoke with a large smile on his face, making his words all the worse.

"I'm going to bring in your crutches. Be right back." His large hand swoops down one more time to mess up my hair and make it electric. I shout after him. "Neanderthal!" Laughter echoes against the walls. "If my new name is neanderthal, then your nickname should be menace!" "Still better than shorty!" "Shorty is cute!" "It's an insult!" "I like short girls!" "I'm not even THAT short! I'm average!" "Compared to me, your short." I don't have a comeback for that.

Suddenly, just like that, a fry flew and hit me on the forehead snapping me out of the silent anxiety attack. “Stop staring off like that, it creeps me out, you freak!” He teased with a playful tone and surprisingly, I didn’t even feel offended by the name calling. After all, I did introduce myself as a freak when we first met. “Jerk,” I decided to play the ‘who gets the last insult’ game. “Bitch.” “Man-whore.” “Hoe.” “Dickhead.” “Ass-hat.” “Fucktard.” “Imbecile.”

"We'll leave this country together and maybe if I make friends wherever we end up, I can let them fuck you too since you like being used up like a slut." I couldn't stop the tears from falling freely now. He had called me every degrading name in the books right now. I didn't know what he wanted to achieve. He already said he was going to take money from them. What was the use of all these insults? "Fuck. I can't even talk about that without getting angry. Do you know that if my friends find out that my girl was a slut, they'd laugh at me? The only way they won't is if I let them have you. You like being fucked by multiple men, don't you? One in your mouth. Another two in your pussy and assho