#dudebro

[allclownsnorodeo]

i’m alex holtz, and this is sponsored by booster juice.

my team hates me, my mom hates me and my dad also hates me. but girls? they fear me.

find me @permanentlybenched!

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

So we know as operatives, Numbuh 4 can't intervene and protect Numbuh 4-2. But does Wally ever get the chance to be a hero for Joey?

Semi related: How does Wally feel about Joey's arch nemesis? I can't tell if he would be furious or just insanely proud his brother is already so powerful

A little note: Joey can not speak but he can let out little sounds when he's feeling a strong emotion; usually "squeeks" are for when he's happy or excited, and "meeps" are for when he's scared or in a bad situation. That's why Wally got into PROTECC mode! Hope this answered the ques-

Due di picche, mio caro DudeBro.

[disciplined-cornfed]

Bookworm to Benchpress

I couldn’t stand my roommate, Caleb, at first. Our online conversations before university had led me to believe he was someone similar to me—reserved and bookish occasional gamer. But the person I met was a whirlwind of energy that exuded force, a stark contrast to my quiet demeanor. Caleb was the epitome of a dude bro, his boisterous charm drawing people like moths to a flame. His presence was overwhelming, and I often found myself irritated, yet intrigued by his larger-than-life persona.

Caleb's influence began subtly. He would often encourage me to join him for early morning workouts. "C'mon, bro. It's good for you," he'd insist, his enthusiasm chipping away at my reluctance. The gym sessions were grueling, yet there was a sense of camaraderie that I couldn’t help but enjoy. His philosophy of 'being built different' was both baffling and inspiring.

Gradually, I found myself being pulled into a more disciplined lifestyle. Caleb was a force of nature, waking up at the crack of dawn with a zeal that was infectious. "Discipline starts with the dawn," he'd proclaim, and I found myself mirroring his routine. I began with 50 push-ups each morning, a task that seemed insurmountable at first, but grew easier with time. Breakfasts transformed from sugary cereals to eggs and orange juice, fueling my body in ways I hadn’t imagined.

Then came the cold showers, a practice that initially felt like torture. "It's about pushing your limits, bro," Caleb would encourage, a mischievous glint in his eye. I begrudgingly started, each icy blast a battle of willpower. But with time, what was once a dreaded experience became a refreshing challenge.

The changes in me were not just physical. My confidence soared, and I found myself engaging more with others, stepping out from behind the safety of my books. My clothes fit better, and my posture improved. Caleb’s influence was unmistakable. "Show off that progress, man! Your life is defined by discipline," he'd say, his encouragement a accompanied by a pec dance.

Our relationship, initially strained, evolved into a mutual respect. I realized that beneath Caleb's flashy exterior lay a deep commitment to self-improvement. His antics, which I had once found abrasive, were now moments of inspiration.

One evening, after a particularly intense workout session, Caleb opened up about his philosophy. "Being disciplined isn't just about the gains or the girls," he mused, a rare seriousness in his tone. "It's about loving the journey, the daily grind. It's about finding joy in discipline itself. That's the real reward."

His words struck a chord within me. Caleb, the embodiment of discipline, had unwittingly become a mentor, guiding me towards a path of self-discovery and growth. His relentless pursuit of excellence had become my own, a shared journey that transcended our initial differences. In that moment, my respect for Caleb deepened, transforming my once intolerable roommate into an unlikely source of inspiration.

[hamalicious-soup]

So I decided to make Angelo an artist....also he draws John a lot, for totally not gay reasons.

[susanoos-wife]

Fighting in the war against dudebros in fandom on the side of the dudebros.

[devileater2]

[electric-entity]

Yknow what's fucking hilarious?

The fact I am literally unwilling to come out bc I don't want to "make a big deal".

Isn't that the most guy thing I couldve thought?

Cis men are in the midst of a mental health epidemic bc of this exact logic (or lack thereof). They're not getting their fundamental needs met bc they don't want to "cause a fuss".

This is all the more reason why I should come out.

Also these arrived! ⬇️🩷

All from theprideshop.co.uk

I'm probably gonna come out irl on Monday but I'm scared my parents are gonna find out lmaooo I'm 22 I promise