#I do not think I could keep it a secret. I'd be like “bro I saw your message to so-and-so the other day. sorry. I read it all.”

[zephyrchama]

Does anybody in the Obey Me! cast know that MC's phone is special and can basically see other people's text chains at random? Would anyone ever pick up on this?

Imagine hanging out with Beelzebub when Belphegor starts messaging him. Your phone, wholly unrelated to their chat in any way, starts dinging every single time Belphegor sends a message. It buzzes at the exact same time as Beelzebub's phone. Maybe he'll laugh it off as coincidence at first, but in time of course he'll get suspicious.

Imagine chilling with Leviathan when your phone starts blowing up with notifications because Mammon and Satan are having an argument. Leviathan becomes envious. You must be so popular, you must have so many people vying for your attention. He starts getting upset.

You try to tell him the messages aren't important (they're not even for you!), but you can't exactly admit that your phone is constantly spying on the conversations between him and his brothers. How you watched him teach Diavolo how to play Mononoke Land in real time.

Does this system only work with people you know? With the people currently registered as contacts in your D.D.D.? Do you ever see the random thirst messages people DM Asmodeus? Do you ever see Mephistopheles message private matters to his family? How often are surprises ruined due to this? How difficult is it to watch Simeon repeatedly message Solomon with questions he clearly intended to text Lucifer? Can you keep your mouth shut when two people are privately discussing juicy gossip that's too good to ignore?

[octuscle]

From tutor to rookie of the year

Hi, my name is Jake. My company has hired me to tutor a few students with poor grades. That's not necessarily the reason why I started working at the auditing company. But first of all, I'm new here and I'm not going to refuse right at the beginning of my career. And secondly, becoming a teacher had actually been an option for me. Maybe it's fate now or something.

The first lesson gets off to a very promising start. I almost have to tear myself apart to leave your office and get to school on time. But when I arrive, there is a yawning emptiness in the classroom. Only after fifteen minutes I hear noise in the corridor and a couple of football jocks barge in the door. A few still in football gear. And all obviously unshowered after training. Phew, it stinks. And as I look into the handsome, square-cut faces of the boys spraying with testosterone, I'm suddenly back at school. The small, clever but shy boy who, at best, the stars of the football team overlook and, at worst, stuff into the toilet. I clear my throat and say that I'm not here for fun either and that I'm asking for some attention. The boys barely react. Damn it, it's not my problem. I explain a few linear algebra problems on the blackboard and ignore the paper airplanes. I have my school-leaving certificate. I have my master's degree. And my bonus doesn't depend on the grades of these idiots. At least I hope so.

After the debacle of the first tutoring session, my appetite for the second is very dampened. But it was already hard enough to get this internship. The firm is one of the most prestigious accountancy firms in the city. And if my pro bono job as an intern is tutoring the idiots on the football team twice a week, I'll survive. Apart from the 60 hours a week in which I have to pore over balance sheets, that doesn't matter any more.

These days, the musclemen are even on time. And somehow nicer than last time. They even ask me reasonably sensible questions like whether you can predict the trajectories of footballs. I take this as an opportunity to tell them something about vector calculus. They collapse with laughter. "Bro, I was joking. And football isn't math. Football is strength and speed." I'm about to take a breath and say something about Newton and the relationship between force and speed. But instead of listening to me, the jocks start bragging to each other about their heroic stories on the field. And I can't help but listen to them spellbound. When the lesson is over, I look after them with fascination. I wish I could have been more like them at school.

Shit, because I'm the only nerd on the senior team who isn't a complete failure at sports, Coach made me give math tutoring to the football team. He thinks the Meatheads might have a little bit of respect for me. Shit! Them for me? I for them might be more correct! The thought of explaining math to my secret crush forms a wet spot in my Calvin Klein shorts.

I expected the boys to keep me waiting. If they were also punctual and disciplined off the pitch, they wouldn't need any help. And I don't want to tutor them any more than they want to be tutored. We reach a compromise. You listen to my math tutoring for half an hour. And then we'll go out onto the pitch for half an hour and play a bit of football. God knows I'm not unsportsmanlike. But soccer has somehow never been my sport. I'm more of a swimming pool or gym kind of guy. Team sports? Not really.

Shit, yeah, I'm no rocket scientist in math. But I have quite good grades in English and history. I'm not going to fail this year. Why the fuck do I have to go to tutoring with the other bros from the football team? I have no idea. But seriously, the tutor is a total loser. A beanpole in a stuffy shirt. The idiot even wears a tie. Seriously, who wears a tie these days? If I had to wear a tie, I'd change jobs. Or if I had to shower after training. Shit, these are just rules that can come from old fat men. Bros like me and my bros smell like test… Testo… Well that hormone stuff. Sweat, musk and Axe. If I didn't have to go straight to detention again, I'd let the loser smell my armpits… But I'm a sophomore on the team right now. Let the juniors and seniors do that.

"Jack, bro!" This is Chuck. The QB on the team. I can tell by his voice. And by his smell. And I'd also know it by the taste of his cheesy boner…. But he stays locked in his jockstrap cage right now. What a damn shame! "Bro, where were you in tutoring? The dean was there. You're in fucking trouble!" Shit, tutoring! I was at the gym. The other guys are all so pumped. I don't want to lag behind any longer. "Shit, dude, we said you were in the bathroom. The loser tutor didn't dare contradict us. But I think you have to let him suck you off so he doesn't tell on you." Hehehehehe, I like that idea. There are still 40 minutes until football practice… And I haven't cum yet today. "Is the loser still in the classroom?" I ask. Chuck nods. I fist bump him and say that I'll sort it out quickly.

If Chuck and Matt go to college next year, I have a good chance to be the QB. But until then I still have to build up a lot of mass. Those two are just in a whole different league. And I'm damn jealous of the hair on Matt's chest. You should see the bush under his arms. Dude, the man is going to be a fucking gorilla! Shit, I'm not half the man those two are. You can tell immediately by the size of the bulge in our compression shorts. Nevertheless, neither of them mind if I fuck them. But they like fucking me even more. Without eye contact. Otherwise it would be totally homo!

We skipped tutoring again today. Coch covers for us while we're in the gym or doing our laps on the cinder track outside. Nevertheless, it's still up in the air whether Chuck and Matt will be at college next year. And whether I'll be a junior by then. But screw it, NFL pros don't need to know math.

[tizeline]

Hello ooohs! I just wanted to say that I adore your AU and just can't get enough of the change in dynamics for Rise!!

Your designs are incredible (( especially Leo's!! He is so adorable <3 )) and I get so excited each time you post!

So I have a question I want to ask: I have a huge soft spot a mile wide for Leo/Splinter family bond dynamic. I just turn to mush every time their familial bond is portrayed in comics/fanart/ and fanfiction.

Anyway! My question is: do Leo and Splinter develop a close relationship with each other later in the AU after meeting for the first time? I mean it has been shown how much of a fan boy Leo is for Splinter XD. Can your provide more insight into it and what Splinter thinks of the other three kids?

I also wanted to bring up a small error in The Cell part 3 that I noticed

For Donnie: "that's " was it supposed to be "that" ?

If not then I'm sorry for nitpicking your work. I just figured I'd help but my apologies <3 I still want to stress that I adore this AU so much and in extension; platonically adore you!! Keep being the best that you can be and take care!

Love,

🌹

Thank you!

And skfskbdwlskdisj yessss I love Splinter's and Leo's dynamic you're so real for that. And yeah, out of the of the Drax Bros, Leo is the one who ends up growing the closest to Splinter, both because he's been a secret Lou Jitsu fanboy for years at this point, but also because Leo was the first to change his mind on the evil world domination plan. Leo freed Donnie from imprisonment and tried to help him stop The Foot and The Shredder in the season 1 finale, and I imagine Splinter would be quite appreciative of that.

Not to mention, after Leo technically betrayed his family (even if it was for good reasons) Leo's and Draxum's relationship is a bit tense to say the least. And we see in the show that Leo has a tendency to seek out extra father figures, so in the AU Leo would be quite enthusiastic to recieve any positive attention from Splinter.

Splinter I imagine would feel rather guilty about not being able to rescue any of the turtles aside from Donnie when he fled Draxum's lair. He'd wanted to prevent Draxum from raising them as soldiers, so in failing to do that Splinter would continue to worry about how they were doing even years after the incident. After encountering the Drax Trio again years later, he'd be relieved that they don't seem to be TOO traumatized or anything, but they ARE still child soldiers, so that's a yikes.

That being said, while Splinter would've liked to find a way to get the other turtles away from Draxum, his priorities very much lie with Donnie. Considering how powerful Draxum is, and how Big Mama would also be looking for him, Splinter couldn't risk going back to the Hidden City to try to get Donnie's brothers without risking both his own and Donnie's safety. So he decided to cut his losses and play it safe by laying low in NYC and putting as much effort as he could into only protecting Donnie. This stays the same even after Donnie runs into his brothers as a teen, Splinter feels no ill will towards the other three turtles, but they WERE raised by Draxum so he does not trust them. Leo gains his trust after helping Donnie in the season 1 finale, but it takes some more time for him to start fully trusting Raph and Mikey because he wants to be sure that they're not gonna switch back to being evil or something and try to kidnap Donnie again.

Splinter's relationship with Draxum is the same as in the show, Splinter hates Draxum, Draxum hates Splinter, and there is NO underlying homoerotic tension between the two of them WHATSOEVER!

... Anyway, with that concluded, that IS a typo goddamit. I do appreciate people pointing out spelling and grammar mistakes in the comics I make, so thanks for that. But also it's a small enough mistake that I'm probably just gonna leave it be, I'm to lazy to fix it XD

[fallen-mario-bros-au]

Aight just a warning I'm pretty new to Tumblr and I'm DEFINITELY new to making AUs so I'm pretty nervous to post anything here but I figured I'd just rip the band-aid off.

FIRST POST HYPE!! :D

Anyways I love Mario and I love Undertale and I NEEDED TO COMBINE THEM LEGALLY so I decided to make an au about it! Dunno if I'm actually going to do anything serious with this, I mostly just want to imagine cute shenanigans with my favorite characters and whatnot, but who knows? Maybe I'll actually try to give this a proper plot

So here's the basic info:

- Mario and Luigi, in the midst of trying to chase down Bowser, who has just kidnapped the princess again, somehow wind up far away from the Mushroom Kingdom and on Mt. Ebott. Where, of course, they fall into the underground.

- All the monsters are pretty much their canon counterparts (at least, my best interpretation of them 💀)

- Mario ends up discovering he has the power to reset/load/save/etc, but Luigi does not. This is because Mario has the most determination to get out of here and save the princess

- Toriel isn't quite as overprotective of them as she would be if they were a literal child like Frisk, but she is still very motherly towards them because it's just kinda who she is. She would probably be concerned about them potentially attacking the monsters so she might make them promise not to hurt anyone. I still don't think she would want them to leave because Asgore would take their souls

- Honestly mostly this is just an excuse for the Mario Bros and the Skelebros to hang out XD

- the thing that is really interesting is that Mario and Luigi are not 1, but 2 humans, which means only one of their souls would be needed to break the barrier. This ends up becoming a real issue but I could see it being resolved in a few ways.

1. one of the bros self sacrifices so the underground goes free (much to the dismay of the other, and also my heart would break haha)

2. They decide to just stay in the underground instead of going home (but they would be pretty sad about it because oh no their kingdom is still in danger

3. ??? IDK tbh

- Since Mario can load saves, he's just constantly in this angsty cycle of trying to keep his bro from getting killed off ;;

- Not sure if Mario could keep the resets secret for long since Flowey would taunt them about it, but he definitely would be pretty closed off about it, especially to Luigi. He does NOT want Luigi to know about the horrible things he's seen

-ofc cut to Luigi being confused as heck as to why Mario seems to already know what's going to happen.

- they have cute sweaters because I said so

- not sure how omega fight would work, but either way Mario would have to fight to save both of them (probably all by himself :c)

- I want them to eventually do true pacifist but IDK how it would work so I'm not gonna think about it too hard rn

- Mario and Undyne having a friendly rivalry about who's the most heroic

- sans trying to convince them they could just stay in the underground and they're like "no we have to save the tiny mushroom people" and he's like "ur just like my bro fr"

- monster speculation about the purpose of mustaches

- It would be kinda funny if they had the firebrand and thunderhand since... Like... Humans aren't supposed to be able to do magic

- "are you sure you're humans? You're so small"

- *confused Italian noises*

Also here's some assorted doodles (I know the quality sucks 😭)

[fredwmain]

Himbo Maker: Detention

Thanks to an anonymous follower for this incredibly in-depth and well-realised himbo chat. Find Himbo Maker here.

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Himbo Maker: Bro, I'm Himbo Maker! I'm so dumb, sweaty, and muscly that I turn people into gay, stupid, smelly himbos just by talking to me!

User: *i'm a skinny gay guy. I enter detention and sit at a table. I take out a notebook and start working*

Himbo Maker: You hear a deep, dumb voice behind you,

"Bro, you're looking mighty smart with your head down in that book!"

User: *sigh* dude .... i'm trying to focus

Himbo Maker: He leans on the table next to you and starts looking over your notes.

"Damn, bro, what makes you such a nerd? All your little symbols look like squiggles to me..."

User: they're just equations .... you should know what that is ...

Himbo Maker: He frowns and looks at you skeptically.

"Equations, huh? You, like, trying to figure out how to lift heavy weights with your puny body or something? Cause it ain't working, bro..."

User: *sarcastically laughing* HA. HA. HA. you're very funny

Himbo Maker: He shrugs like you don't make sense to him.

"I wasn't joking, bro. Just keep it real and admit you could never compete with a manly beef-eating, protein-drinking himbo like me."

User: i don't have anything to prove to you dude

Himbo Maker: That makes him roll his eyes and chuckle dumbly.

"That's cause you know you can't. You're just a little bookworm who's only good at doing homework. You're not manly like me, bro."

User: oh noooo, i feel so hurt by what you're saying. Woe is me. That was sarcasm in case you can't tell

Himbo Maker: He scoffs at you and moves even closer.

"Sure, bookworm. You can sit here quietly reading like a good little nerd, but I'll be over here, deadlifting twice my body weight and getting all that chick ass, bro."

User: dude i'm gay, do you think i care about chick ass ??? go do your stupid deadlifting and get out of my face !

Himbo Maker: The thought that you're attracted to guys makes him angry.

"You're GAY? What... You like boys or something, bro? Because that's kinda weird, bro..."

User: Oh are you intimidated by me being gay ? You're afraid i would be attracted to you or something ? Is that such a horrible thought for you ?

Himbo Maker: He scowls and scoffs.

"Dude, I'm like the manliest man in the whole school! I'd never look at some wimpy little gay nerd like you! And you... You're saying you're attracted to me?"

User: that's not what i was saying

Himbo Maker: He snorts and rolls his eyes.

"Whatever... Gay dudes probably have a secret crush on me anyway. Cause I'm so strong and dumb, and that's so hot to you gay guys. Just admit it already..."

User: yeah yeah sure. Go on with your lifting now

Himbo Maker: He flexes his muscles and scowls at you, but then sits right next to you and leans over, getting in your face. He glares at you for a second and then whispers to you, so everyone else can't hear.

"Hey, bro, I have a question for you..."

User: *i glance and look at how many other people are in the room with us*

Himbo Maker: It's a busy afternoon detention, and you're seated right in the middle of the room. Plenty of other students are working silently at the tables near you. He glares at everyone, glares back at you, then whispers again, right in your ear.

"You wanna know something, dude?"

User: sure

Himbo Maker: He whispers even closer to your ear now, his hot, sweaty breath brushing against your skin.

"Are you... You know... Are you attracted to me, bro?"

User: no i'm not attracted to you "bro"

Himbo Maker: He scowls again and glares at you, but his expression softens.

"Hey, bro, are you sure...? I'm a real manly hunk, huhu, I have all the ladies throwing themse-" He stops and his eyes narrow in anger.

"Did you just call me BRO again?"

User: ... yes ?

Himbo Maker: His eyes narrow even more in anger until he's glaring right at you.

"Okay, listen here, BRO. I don't want you calling me BRO anymore! I get all the chicks, and I'm way too manly for your wimpy, soft gay boy bullshit-"

User: jesus christ, what's your problem ?! *i back off from you*

Himbo Maker: His anger boils over and he grabs you by the shirt, pulling you in even closer to give you a loud, angry scolding.

"My problem? My problem is that you just called me BRO, BRO. That's some gay ass bullshit, BRO. I'm gonna stomp your gay twink ass just for that, BRO-"

User: *i struggle* let me go !

Himbo Maker: He doesn't let go and keeps holding on tight to your shirt. He glares at you, his nostrils flaring as he holds you right in his big, musky, sweaty face.

"You gay little twink, huhuhu, I'm the manliest man-bro this school ever saw. I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget, BRO-"

User: *suddenly i get intimidated* dude ...

Himbo Maker: He gets right down on your level, so your faces are literally touching. His breath is hot and heavy, and his lips are parted slightly, his tongue resting against his teeth and drool pooling in his mouth.

Now, only you and him are hearing his deep, stupid voice as he roars right in your face:

"I'll teach you never to call me BRO again, BRO!"

User: ok dude i won't call you that anymore ! please let me go !

Himbo Maker: He raises an eyebrow and frowns at you, then opens his mouth and licks his lips in a really gross way.

"Okay, good. I'm glad you're gonna listen, BRO. Don't call me BRO again, and I won't stomp your twink ass, huhuhu. Now be good and get back to being a stupid nerd, BRO-"

User: *i just wait for him to let me go*

Himbo Maker: He lets go of your shirt and stands up straight again. He scowls for a second, then sniffs loudly.

"Good. I'm gonna stand in the corner and do my dumb, manly lifts now. Maybe later you can come over and watch me lift weights, huhuhu... And maybe later... something else could happen."

He scowls at you, then moves away and starts going back to his dumb weightlifting in the corner.

User: *whisper* what the fuck ..... bro ... i sit back down

Himbo Maker: He keeps working out in the corner, but keeps glaring at you every now and then, his eyes narrowing in anger and his thick, muscular arms getting bigger and bigger as he lifts the ridiculously heavy weights.

The teacher walks in and starts the detention, telling everyone to read silently for the rest of the period. You see other students all sitting down and quietly reading at nearby tables.

User: *i try to focus on homework but i'm still shook up from you grabbing me*

Himbo Maker: You're left alone, quietly working in detention with other students. The teacher is sitting at a desk at the front of the detention room, but you're all left alone and unattended as the teacher reads a book.

The muscular Himbo keeps working out heavily just a few feet away from you, grunting and grumbling like an angry gorilla. Once in a while, he scowls at you, or looks you up and down with his intense stare.

User: *i look at my watch. How much longer does detention last ?*

Himbo Maker: You see it's about half an hour until detention ends. All around you, other kids are just doing work silently. The muscular Himbo working out keeps grunting and grumbling with every lift.

User: *i can't concentrate at all with your loud grunts. I raise my hand to ask a question to the teacher* Sir, can i go to the bathroom please ?

Himbo Maker: The teacher looks up from his book and looks at you for a second. He smiles thinly and nods at you.

"Yeah, sure, you may go. Please be quick about it."

User: *i get up and quickly get out of the detention room and walk toward the bathroom. I try to cool off*

Himbo Maker: You make it out of the detention room and into the hallway. The hallway is fairly filled with students, but everyone's just quietly walking and going to their classes. It's all pretty quiet, with no one making much noise. As you walk toward the bathroom, you hear the familiar loud grunting and grumbling of the muscular, dumb Himbo working out loudly in the detention room behind you.

User: *i talk to myself* Jesus christ what's this guy's problem .... bro .... I'll call yo bro if i want too .... pfff

Himbo Maker: As you speak, you hear another loud grunting and growling sound coming from the detention room. It's the muscular Himbo getting even angrier and lifting heavier things with even more furious grunting. His musky, sweaty smell is also getting stronger and starts filling the air like fumes.

User: why is this guy so loud, damn .... i clean my hands before returning to detention

Himbo Maker: When you step back into the detention room, you see everyone is sitting silently at their tables working, including the muscular, dumb Himbo by the corner. He's still grunting and grunting with each heavy weight he lifts, and he keeps stopping to angrily glare at you.

User: *i look at him and roll my eyes. I sit back down and try to concentrate*

Himbo Maker: He scowls at you, but keeps working out at his corner. There's a strong, manly, musky, sweaty smell filling the room, and you can feel yourself starting to feel heat coming from his hot, dumb body. The loud grunting and growling fills the air every time he lifts a heavy weight. Everyone in the room just stares down at their books and quietly works.

User: *it's getting hot so i drink from my water bottle to cool down a bit*

Himbo Maker: You take long glugs from your water bottle, feeling the icy liquid soothing your dry throat and making you feel cooled down. Even then, the room is starting to warm up overall, and the muscular Himbo keeps grunting loud as he lifts weights nearby. His hot, sweaty body stench keeps filling the air, and the humidity is also getting higher in the room. The strong, manly smell is starting to become overpowering.

User: *i'm wondering if anyone else is smelling this. Does anyone else look bothered ?*

Himbo Maker: Everyone else in the room looks like they're trying their best to ignore it, and they're trying to focus on their work like you are. Although you can tell their focus is being disrupted by the hot, sweaty, musky scent that's filling the room from the muscular Himbo lifting weights in the corner. The other students keep sniffling and coughing from time to time, and they're starting to look uncomfortable.

User: Sir, can we open the window ? It's ... uh .... it's getting hot in here i ask the teacher

Himbo Maker: The teacher looks up from his book again, raising an eyebrow at you.

"Actually, you're right. I'll go open the window right now."

He gets up and walks over to the window, opening it and letting in cold, fresh air. Your nose is flooded with a cold, breezy breeze, and the muscular Himbo's grunting and growling gets drowned out by the rush of cold air coming through the window.

User: *i sigh in relief that the situation is finally getting better*

Himbo Maker: Everyone else is obviously relieved too, including the teacher. You're all able to focus more and the temperature immediately feels better in the room with the cold breeze coming in. The muscular Himbo also stops grunting as loudly as he did before, and he's breathing more heavily now that his workout is being disrupted.

User: *i just spend the rest of detention not doing much as i'm too distracted to concentrate*

Himbo Maker: There's nothing to do in detention, so you just sit silently and distract yourself by thinking or daydreaming. You just sit there quietly, feeling a little more relaxed now that the room is quieter and cooler. The muscular Himbo keeps working out, but he's still breathing heavily with his muscles rippling and his chest heaving. The hot, musky smell of his sweaty body is still filling the air, but it's becoming more bearable as the room becomes colder.

User: *i look at my watch again. Is detention over ?*

Himbo Maker: You look at your watch and see it's five minutes until the detention period is officially over. The muscular Himbo is still sweating profusely and working out, but he's also keeping himself busy so he's not glaring at you anymore.

User: *it feels like detention lasts forever*

Himbo Maker: The muscular Himbo finally gets finished with his workout after a few more minutes of grunting and lifting weights. He scowls and wipes his sweaty face with a handkerchief, and then he finally decides to step away from the weights and lean against the wall. His muscles are all rippled and bulging from working out so much, and he smells even stronger and hotter than before. The humid air in the room gets thick with his man scent as it fills the air.

User: *i try to ignore you. I just look outside the window for the rest of detention*

Himbo Maker: The muscular Himbo stares at you with a pissed off expression as you ignore him. Even as you look out the window and try to relax and concentrate, you can feel his strong, manly, and intense body smell filling the air. The room is becoming stuffy and hot just from him alone, and you can hear him heavy breathing nearby.

User: *the bell finally rings and i bolt out of the room as soon as i can to escape the toxic room*

Himbo Maker: The muscular Himbo smirks and chuckles to himself as you quickly bolt out of the detention room after detention ends. As you get to the hallway you see everyone gathering up all their stuff and getting ready to leave. Some kids are laughing and joking with each other, and others are just quietly going about their business. The hallway is noisy with different voices, but everything seems pretty quiet and normal.

User: *i sigh in relief. i try to look for my friend*

Himbo Maker: You glance around and see a few kids you know getting their bags and jackets, and their friends already waiting for them outside. They're chatting and laughing, and they look like they're getting ready to leave school for the day. In the middle of a group of jocks, you notice your nerdy, soft-spoken friend Jake.

User: *i try to assess whether this is normal or not ? and whether Jake looks like he's ok or if he looks worried ?*

Himbo Maker: Jake looks like his usual shy, soft-spoken self. He doesn't look like anything's wrong, just his ordinary nerdy, awkward self. When he talks to his friends, he talks softly, and his voice is a little shaky and quivering as he talks quietly to them. As you're watching him, he looks at you briefly, and his eyes widen for a fraction of a second when he sees you looking at him.

User: *i go up to him* Hey Jake ! How was your day ?

Himbo Maker: Jake's eyes flicker with surprise for a split second when you greet him, but he tries to act casual. He stutters and talks nervously as he speaks.

"Hey...it was, um, it was al-alright."

He seems to pause for a long time after he answers, and when he speaks again, his voice still sounds shaky and quivering.

User: Are you sure you're ok ? Do you want to go outside ?

Himbo Maker: Jake hesitates for a moment again, and when he answers, he's still stuttering and quivering like he's worried about something.

"Um...I-I'm ok...I just-I need to..."

He stops talking again and takes some deep breaths to keep himself together. When he finally speaks again, his voice seems calmer, and he even manages to fake a nervous little chuckle.

"I'm alright. I just need to...go somewhere."

User: *i take him apart from the group to talk to him one on one* Jake what's going on ? You can tell me what's wrong, you know that right ?

Himbo Maker: Jake's eyes widen as you take him aside to talk one on one. He glances at the jock crowd behind you and then back at you again.

"I...just...um..."

He tries to think of what to say and tries to figure out if you'll judge him if he opens up. He seems nervous about telling you the real issue.

"Okay, look, dude...I, um...there's-there's something I want to tell you."

User: ok.... what's up ?

Himbo Maker: Jake glances around again nervously, seeing if anyone's listening before he talks again.

"Okay, it's just that it's, um...it's something that's really embarrassing. If you laugh at me, I'm going to be really mad."

User: i'm not gonna laugh. I'll tell you what happened to me earlier, you're gonna laugh too, i promise !

Did the jocks threaten you or something ?

Himbo Maker: Jake laughs nervously and shakes his head.

"No, it's not that. It's, like, it's...it's something way worse. Like, way worse than anything the jocks could pull on me."

User: okayyyyyy ....?

Himbo Maker: Jake stops for a long time, glancing around nervously as if he's making sure nobody's listening in on your conversation. Just as you think he's changed his mind about telling you, he finally takes a deep breath and looks you in the eyes.

"Okay, are you, like, ready to hear this?"

User: spill it !

Himbo Maker: Jake seems relieved after your reaction. When he notices that you're not laughing, he seems a bit calmer now that he's telling you.

"Okay, um...please don't think I'm weird. That's all I ask. But um, you know how when they send the jocks or popular kids to detention sometimes?"

User: yes ?

Himbo Maker: Jake pauses for a long time as he hesitates to say what happened to him next. When he speaks again, he's talking slowly and with a lot of pauses in his speech.

"...well, um...I think something weird happened to me when I was in detention. I-I mean...you've heard about people in detention, right? Like...how sometimes they change or become different in some way?"

User: *i try to think. Do i reckon anything like Jake is describing ?*

Himbo Maker: You start thinking about it but you're not getting any ideas. It doesn't seem like anything weird could happen to somebody in detention. In fact, some students think detention is like a prison with the guards constantly watching you. But Jake's expression is genuinely nervous and worried, and he seems like he's being totally serious about something going wrong during detention. Before you can say anything, he keeps talking.

"I-I...I just didn't feel very normal during detention, you know? Something felt really strange. My body felt weird, and I wasn't feeling like myself."

User: ok, what do you mean by that ? Your body felt weird in what way ?

Himbo Maker: "It's kind of...hard to describe, but...like, my muscles were feeling really heavy and dense, like they were getting thicker and more ripped. And my voice sounded deeper than normal. And, um, my clothes started feeling really tight on me..."

User: *i look at Jake. Does his body look different ?*

Himbo Maker: Jake's body seems a little more muscular and toned than usual, but it's hard to tell for certain under his clothes. The muscles in his shoulders and arms look larger, and it seems like he gained a little weight all around. His voice is also definitely deeper and more manly-sounding than usual, and he seems to notice you taking a look at him.

User: Hum .... You do look different ...

Himbo Maker: "Oh God...you mean my body looks more muscular than it did before? I'm not...I'm not imagining it?" Jake's eyes widen as he stares at you. He's still looking nervous and worried, but you can tell he's relieved that you notice something strange happening to him.

User: And you're sure it has something to do with detention ? Did anything particular happen ?

Himbo Maker: Jake scratches his head and thinks for a minute before he speaks.

"I guess so. I dunno, it just felt weird, like everything about me was changing into this, um...this...himbo. Like, my skin felt thicker, my muscles felt bulkier, and I was getting this...this big, manly, musky smell that made the room hot and stuffy. And I was feeling really stupid and gullible, like this dumb himbo, you know?"

User: *my eyes widen as i realize that what happened to me probably also happened to Jake* Jake, i need you to remember something for me. Was that one jock guy in detention when you were there ? You remember his name right ?

Himbo Maker: Jake looks a little confused when you ask about the jock. He's definitely noticed that your body seems a bit changed too, and he looks at you in a kind of concerned way. As you ask the first question, he seems to remember some bits of what happened.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure Kyle was in detention with me. Do you think he had something to do with what's going on?"

User: *I try to remember if Kyle is the same jock that harassed me earlier*

Himbo Maker: You manage to remember that it was Kyle who tried talking to you earlier, but the details of his bullying are getting fuzzy. You know it's him though, and you think Kyle might be the one responsible for all this. You can even see him loitering in the group of jocks as the two of you talk. You don't know what he's looking at you for.

Jake looks a little distracted, like he's trying to remember if he noticed Kyle doing something to you during detention.

User: Jake .... did Kyle work out like .... really hard and loudly while you were in detention ?

Himbo Maker: "Yeah...now that you mention it, he kept doing a bunch of pushups while he was in detention. And he was like, grunting super loud and moaning about how intense it was. He was acting really weird. Why?"

User: Jake ..... the same exact thing just happened to me ....

Himbo Maker: Jake's eyes widen and looks more worried than before. He looks like he's starting to put the pieces together now.

"Oh God, you mean you felt weird too? You mean, you got changed too?"

User: I ..... uh ..... come with me *i take Jake and lead him to the bathroom. Once i'm inside i look at my body to see if anything changed*

Himbo Maker: As you lead Jake away to the bathroom, he looks at your body again quickly and feels surprised when he notices that you've also clearly changed. There's no denying that your body looks different in the same way that Jake's got different, with a bigger, more muscly figure and a deeper, more manly voice. As you take a look at yourself in the mirror, you can't help but notice that even your facial features look more masc than before.

User: what the fuck ......

Himbo Maker: Jake can't help but watch as you look at yourself in the mirror. He seems completely stunned by how much your body has changed. The changes you notice in your body are the same ones he's noticed on his own body and the exact ones that he was just describing. Your voice is also much, much deeper now and your overall demeanor and mannerisms are totally different.

User: Jake ... how do we undo this ?

Himbo Maker: Jake's eyes widen and he starts thinking frantically as he stares at you in the mirror. After he stares at your changed body for a few more seconds, he looks up at you and shakes his head nervously.

"I-I don't know. I'm worried this could be permanent. There's so much about me that's really different now...and not just in my body. I feel...I feel like a completely different person now. How do two guys who got detention together both end up like himbos? It's not fair."

User: Were you in detention with Kyle just once ? or multiple times ?

Himbo Maker: Jake hesitates for a moment. As he thinks about the question, his face lights up and he seems like he's made a connection.

"It was more than once. I was in detention with him at least three or four times...and I think he was acting kind of weird on two of those days. Why?"

User: ok .... Jake, try not to spend any more time with Kyle. If he's the one doing this to us, then we just need to avoid him to not be transformed further. Don't go to detention if he's there. Don't go to class if he's there. And don't hang out with the jocks if he's there ! can you promise me that ?

Himbo Maker: Jake nods earnestly and looks really relieved that you're coming up with a solution now. He really doesn't want to deal with the changes to his body, so your plan makes perfect sense. He still seems a bit puzzled about how all this happened, but now he's just thinking about the future.

"Yeah, I'll avoid him. I'll definitely avoid being around Kyle, and I'll try my hardest to make sure I never get detention again. And definitely none of the jocks. I promise, I'll do my best to avoid all of them."

User: Maybe this is just temporary and the effects will reverse if we stay away from him for long enough ! don't worry dude, it's gonna be totally fine !

Himbo Maker: Jake smiles nervously and nods, relieved at the idea that this could all be temporary if he just keeps avoiding Kyle. But deep down he's still not entirely sure if his changed personality will still turn back to normal, especially since the changes feel pretty permanent so far. He definitely feels more at ease though as he realizes that there might be a way to reverse this.

User: alright, i think it's time to go home for me. I'll see you tomorrow ! Just remember to not get too close to Kyle !

Himbo Maker: Jake looks at you for a second. Even without any evidence, he has a feeling that you're probably a himbo too, from the way your body looks and the way you talk now. But he just smiles back at you and nods.

"I'll do my best, don't worry. I-I'll try my best to stay away from him and the jocks. See you tomorrow!"

User: *i get home and try to relax despite everything that happened today. I'm trying my hardest to think about something else*

Himbo Maker: Back at home, you try to settle down and relax. But it's difficult to think about anything besides what happened today. You still feel all kinds of things from your recent transformation, like your new, manly body and deep voice. You even still feel kind of dumb and gullible, just like all the himbos did. You're not sure if that will ever go away either.

User: *i get up and go to the bathroom. I use the balance to weight myself. How much do i weight ?*

Himbo Maker: You try to step on the scale, but it registers a number that's a little shocking to you. You weigh at least 10 pounds more than you used to. This much extra weight would be significant for someone with a slim figure, but since you've also got more muscle now, it just makes your new body look bigger and more muscular. There's also more fat in your legs and even in your ass, which has gotten thicker and more shapely over the last few hours. You definitely look more masculine now.

User: *i write down my current weight in a notebook to keep track of it before going to sleep*

Himbo Maker: You decide to keep a record of your new weight in a notebook before going back to sleep. The extra mass doesn't seem to bother you once you realize it just means that you've transformed into a super muscular, super masculine himbo. You've already gained so many new features that you're starting to feel a bit overwhelmed, but it also feels pretty good to have a new, masculine body.

User: *i fall asleep*

Himbo Maker: You fall asleep easily, exhausted from the day's events. But even as your mind wanders and your body rests, the new himbo transformation is still clearly affecting you. You can feel the extra weight on your body now, and you can feel the muscles in your butt flexing and relaxing as you lay still. The transformation has been so rapid so far, so you're not sure if you'll wake up tomorrow even more changed. But for now, you fall asleep into a deep, himbo-filled slumber.

User: *do i wake up or do i keep dreaming ?*

Himbo Maker: In your sleep, it feels like you're getting even more manly. The muscles in your legs get thicker and more defined, and the fat in your butt seems to swell. You're almost having an extremely vivid himbo-related dream now as you sleep, a dream that's hard to differentiate from reality at this point. Your body feels bigger and more muscular than it ever has been and you can almost see yourself in the mirror in this incredibly masculine form. Even your chest feels muscular and heavy now too, with your pecs really puffing out.

User: *i wake up in a cold sweat. What time is it ?*

Himbo Maker: You wake up in the middle of the night, and you can still feel some of the physical effects of your transformation in your sleepy mind. The sweat from your thick new muscles seems to be what causes you to wake up, and you feel a little out of it by how much your new body feels bigger than it was yesterday.

You see that it's 3AM when you check your clock.

User: oh god .... oh god .... what's happening ..... this can't be happening ....

Himbo Maker: You're still really disoriented from your himbo transformation when you wake up in the middle of the night. The extra muscles really feel like they're there now, the fat in your butt feels puffy and soft, and you even feel like you can smell yourself and your muskier pit scents. Everything feels a little strange and different now, but there's no way of ignoring all these changes that have just happened to you. But you're also feeling tired again because you had so little sleep the night before, and you're already feeling your heavy, manly eyes yawning and closing.

User: *i let myself fall asleep because i want to skip to the next day as fast as possible*

Himbo Maker: The new muscles and heavier body make it hard to fall back asleep immediately, but eventually your manly frame and heavier muscles tire you out. Your eyes feel so heavy and so manly now, just like the eyes of all the other himbos you've noticed. Eventually you just can't keep them open and you get a decent few hours of sleep before finally slipping back into a deep himbo sleep.

User: *i wake up again in the morning. I immediately go weight myself on the balance to see how much i weight compared to yesterday*

Himbo Maker: You weigh yourself on the balance before trying to do anything else. It takes just a few seconds of looking at your weight to make your jaw drop. The numbers on the balance seem way higher than they were yesterday. You've gained at least another ten pounds of weight since your transformation started. Part of it is definitely muscle, but it's also definitely a significant amount of new fat as well as the muscle mass growth. It seems like your transformation just happened to get way more intense overnight as you slept.

User: oh god, oh fuck, oh god, oh fuck *i try to remain calm and collected and think of a solution*

Himbo Maker: You can't help but stare at the new number on the balanced and swear quietly. Your new weight is definitely significant, especially since it feels like most of the growth happened overnight. You're starting to feel like your transformation might be intensifying even while you're not directly interacting with Kyle. You have no idea what the solution to this is, but you start to feel helpless again while staring at the number on the scale.

User: *i write down my weight and write a summary of everything that happened. Afterward i try to call Jake. Does Jake pick up the phone ?*

Himbo Maker: Jake actually answers the phone almost right away when you call him. You can tell that he immediately realizes how nervous you sound though.

"Hey dude, you okay? You sound worried. What's going on?"

User: Jake, i've been paying attention to my transformation and i keep growing. Not being near Kyle doesn't stop the growth. We need to figure something out ....

Himbo Maker: Jake's eyes widen when you say that your transformation keeps expanding even without being close to Kyle. He starts to sound just as concerned as you are, though he also wants to stay calm and keep his head about him.

"Okay...can I ask how much you think you've grown now? Are we talking another ten pounds already...?"

User: i weighed myself yesterday before sleep and i had gained 10 pounds .... I weighted myself this morning and i gained another 10 pounds .... Maybe being near Kyle makes the growth faster but ..... It doesn't look like it'll stop on its own ...

Himbo Maker: Jake is speechless for a moment, hearing that you've gained 20 pounds in one night. Your transformation definitely seems like it's accelerating. He thinks for a moment, trying to come up with a solution.

"Okay...we need to figure this out, but I'm not sure what to do either. Have you noticed any other new changes?"

User: *i try to think about any other changes i've been experiencing*

Himbo Maker: You try to think about what other changes you could have noticed. You're still covered in a bit of a muskier, manlier scent and you can still feel your extra muscle and fat. Your pecs feel a bit bigger and your ass still has more fat on it too. Your voice is still deeper as well, and some more chest hair seems to have grown since the day before.

User: *i keep these changes for myself to not make Jake panic too much* I don't think anything else happened ... Did you notice any further changes for you ?

Himbo Maker: Jake is trying not to seem as surprised by all of your extra growth, but you can tell that he's still shocked by the news. He also tells you if there are any other changes he's noticed about himself.

"Well, just the usual muscle growth and weight gain, really. My voice seems to keep getting deeper, and I'm also noticing more chest hair than before. Other than that, I've also been smelling my muskier pits and feeling my bigger pecs. It's a little weird, huhuhu..."

User: *I listen intently. does Jake sound dumber than he did yesterday ?*

Himbo Maker: Jake definitely sounds at least a little bit dumber than he did yesterday. He's not quite an utter himbo yet, but he's definitely well on his way. He sounds a bit more muscular and confident than before, and you can tell that he's getting dumber with every passing minute. But he's still also able to carry on a decent conversation, even though his voice is a bit deeper and his grammar seems simpler.

User: Alright Jake, gotta prepare for school. See you there ! And remember what we need to not do !

Himbo Maker: Jake chuckles to himself and nods, understanding what you mean.

"Okay, you take care of yourself. I'll see you, and just remember: No jocks, no contact with Kyle or his friends, and no being close to him until we figure this out. That's just not an option right now. Okay?"

User: yes exactly ! Alright cya ! *i hang up and get ready for school*

Himbo Maker: You get ready for school while still feeling all of the changes from your transformation. You can tell the extra weight of your new muscles, the new body sweat, the muskier scent. You're almost completely unrecognized now compared to who you were even the day before, and you hope that at least the physical changes don't get too intense during school hours. But you'll at least try your best to keep away from Kyle and everyone else while you're there.

User: *i get to school and try to look for Jake. Do i see Jake anywhere ?*

Himbo Maker: Once you get to school, Jake is standing by his locker. He's wearing a typical himbo outfit, with a sleeveless sports shirt showing off his big muscular arms and some loose basketball shorts showing off his thicc thighs. His hair is a little messy as usual, but his muscles and pecs definitely feel more intimidating than before. There's also definitely more body hair on him than before though, and a darker 5'o clock shadow on his face.

User: *is Jake alone ?*

Himbo Maker: As Jake finishes putting his stuff in his locker, you notice him standing alone. It seems like he's on his own for now, and his new muscles, pecs, and body hair certainly seem to be making his aura more intimidating than before. He even looks like he's already gotten a bit dumber due to your transformation, but he's still not quite as himbo-like as Kyle would be. You notice that he even seems a bit taller than he used to be, which is slightly ominous.

User: *i approach Jake cautiously* Hey .... Jake ? How are you feeling ?

Himbo Maker: Jake looks up as you approach him, looking down at you with a dumb, almost friendly smile on his face. He's looking at you as if he's noticed and recognized how much more muscular he is by your appearance, but hasn't made the connection that he's also transforming.

"Oh, you looking at my new muscles and stuff? I didn't realize they made me look way angrier and scarier than before, huhuhu. Yeah, I'm feeling pretty good. Just really hungry. My new muscles definitely need a lot of food to grow, huhuhu."

User: *i realize Jake is totally beyond saving* Hahaha.... yeah ..... hum .... Have you seen Kyle ?

Himbo Maker: Jake chuckles to himself, completely unaware that he's on the path to becoming a himbo. He seems to have started to develop the thick-headedness of a himbo as well, since he immediately trusts you when you ask him about Kyle and doesn't start getting suspicious.

"Yeah, I saw him around, I think he's probably already in class since it should be starting soon, huhuhu. Why do you ask? Is something wrong?"

User: No no nothing wrong here ! Haha...! So did you talk to Kyle ?

Himbo Maker: Jake still just seems completely trusting and friendly right now, which makes sense given that he's only recently started to become a himbo. He seems so dumb he doesn't question anything. He even nods when you ask him if he talked to Kyle before.

"Oh yeah, I talked to him. I was just asking him about the sports game this weekend. Why do you ask?"

User: *fuck .... Kyle must have cornered him when he arrived at school and completed his transformation …* "For no reason in particular .... alright, great talking to you, i have to go to class now"

Himbo Maker: You think about how there's no telling what Kyle might have said to Jake to make him more muscular and dumb. Jake just keeps smiling and he laughs along with you when he talks to you about the sports game. He's way dumber than he was even the previous day, even before everything sped up overnight at your house.

"Good talking to you too, bro. I'll see you, huhuhu!"

User: *I leave Jake nervously and try to figure out a plan to get reverse my own transformation before i end up like a meathead himbo like Jake*

Himbo Maker: You get the sense that Jake is probably a hopeless case and he'll be completely changed into a himbo within another day or two if nothing is done. You feel like you're running out of time and that you've just got to figure out a way to reverse the transformation on yourself as quickly as possible. There's gotta be a solution to this! But where do you even start?

User: *i'm gonna go look for Kyle's locker and search through his stuff*

Himbo Maker: You decide that the best way to find a solution to this transformation is by searching through Kyle's locker, which you know he'll have loaded with all kinds of stupid himbo stuff. Hopefully you can find something to save yourself from ending up like the dumb muscle hunks like Kyle and Jake...

User: *I find his locker and start searching through his stuff. What do i find ?*

Himbo Maker: You start searching through Kyle's locker, which is unsurprisingly filled with all kinds of himbo bullshit. You find a ton of muscle magazines that show off hot and sweaty muscular men that Kyle would love to have hanging around in his room, and there's also a ton of workout supplements, all of which are loaded with protein and extra masculine ingredients to help Kyle to keep getting bigger and more buff.

User: *Do i find anything he might have used to turn me and Jake into himbos ?*

Himbo Maker: As you keep digging through Kyle's locker, you discover the bottle of magic himbo-make stuff that he was secretly injecting you with this whole time. The label on the bottle says that it's basically just pure testosterone and protein supplements, but there are also a series of side effects listed that match everything that was happening to you and Jake. On the side effects list you even notice that it says the effects are permanent for anyone who receives more than one shot of it.

User: *hmmmm .... Kyle must have found a way to make this stuff airborn and transmit it to us during detention.... If Jake was in detention with Kyle 3 or 4 times and this stuff becomes permanent after the second shot .... Jake is definitely lost …*

Himbo Maker: You realize that Kyle probably started making the transformation serum airborne to hit both you and Jake, and you can see from Jake's transformation that it would have only taken 2 doses of this stuff for a full transformation. Jake is already a complete himbo now, so if you don't fix this yourself by tomorrow, you're in danger of following the same path to himbodom.

User: "Kyle probably only dosed me only once yesterday so that means that the effects aren't permanent for me yet .... hmm ...." *i read the label on the potion*

Himbo Maker: You keep reading the label on the potion and you notice some important parts of the label on the effects list. The label says that even if you're only given the first dose, after approximately 36 hours, the effects will become permanent for anyone who doesn't receive a second shot. This means that you're right, you do still have a chance, but you're running out of time if you don't find a solution soon.

User: *do i read anything on a way to reverse the effects ?*

Himbo Maker: As you keep reading the label, you see a small section near the bottom of the label that talks about counteracting the effects of the potions. The label says that the effect of the potion can only be reversed by either: A) Getting a second shot that would cancel out the effects of the first shot, or B) Using a special antidote potion that Kyle has created to fully cancel out the magic transformation properties. The label also says that the antidote would need to be taken just within 24 hours of taking the first shot for it to be effective.

User: "24 hours within the first shot .... oh god, that means i only have, like, maybe a couple hours to find this potion ...." *can i find the antidote potion in the locker ?*

Himbo Maker: You look through Kyle's locker once more, hoping that he may have left the antidote potion inside, hiding in a secret compartment. But your search comes up empty. Nothing in his locker seems to indicate that he's kept the antidote anywhere inside, which means he may have been keeping it somewhere else. You may have to hunt for another way to reverse your transformation.

User: "fuck ..." *i leave Kyle's locker and go to the gym change rooms. Maybe the antidote is in Kyle's stuff there*

Himbo Maker: You decide to check the gym locker room for the antidote, figuring that Kyle would have to hide his secret potion as best he could and that the locker room would be a good place to keep it away from the eyes of any potential witnesses. You run to the locker room, hoping that the antidote potion might be hidden away somewhere within Kyle's things.

User: *Do i find Kyle's stuff ?*

Himbo Maker: Once you get to the locker room, you do see that Kyle's stuff is all there along the wall in a locker. You're not sure if there's an antidote somewhere, but you definitely have a few minutes to look through all of Kyle's stuff, hoping it's hidden there somewhere within.

User: *i start rummaging through his stuff desperately looking for the antidote*

Himbo Maker: You look through all of Kyle's stuff, frantically searching for the potion. His clothing doesn't seem to have anything hidden in the pockets, pants, or shirts and even his sneakers and socks seem to be hiding nothing of value inside. You keep searching as fast as you can, hoping that you can find something before your transformation becomes permanent.

User: *do i find the antidote ?*

Himbo Maker: As you scramble desperately to find the antidote, you find yourself beginning to panic as you realize how little time you have. After a minute or two of looking through all of Kyle's stuff but not finding anything valuable, you decide to try one last area: Kyle's sports bag. There are a lot of his personal items in there, including his sports equipment and a fresh change of clothes. It might be possible he kept the antidote potion inside his bag.

User: *i look through his bag, discarding anything that isn't of use*

Himbo Maker: You hurry through the bag, grabbing and looking through everything you can to try to find the potion as quickly as possible. After about half a minute of going through the bag as quickly as you can, you finally find a small flask of a clear potion hidden underneath the rest of Kyle's equipment, right in the middle of the bag. That's gotta be it! But how do you know if it's just another dose of the transformation potion?

User: *injecting myself with an unknown potion would be too risky ....*

Himbo Maker: You look at the unknown potion, trying to figure out how to tell if it's the antidote or the transformation serum. There doesn't seem to be any label on the flask that gives a clear indication of what the potion is, so it seems pretty risky to take anything right now. You still have about an hour before your transformation becomes permanent, though, so unless you find a better solution, you may need to take the risk and hope that it's the antidote potion.

User: *i pocket the vial and leave the gym. I'm going to try to find Kyle*

Himbo Maker: You pocket the vial and hurry out of the locker room, determined to try to find Kyle as quickly as possible. He's the only one who seems to know anything about his potions, so unless you can find him within the next hour or two, your transformation will certainly be permanent.

User: *i rush and suddenly remember that Jake told me he saw Kyle go into one of his classes earlier. I go look for him there*

Himbo Maker: You suddenly remember what Jake said and you realize that Kyle might have been hiding out in one of his classes. You head over to the room that you know Kyle might be hiding in. When you get there, you see the door to the classroom slightly cracked open and you can hear sounds like Kyle and a bunch of other boys talking inside.

User: *Is it Kyle and his jock friends ? Can i hear what they're talking about ?*

Himbo Maker: You can hear that the voices coming from inside the classroom definitely seem to the deep baritone voices of jocks and other athletic boys, so this is most likely Kyle and his friends inside. They sound like they're all talking, laughing, and joking around with each other, as per usual for them.

User: *Since i don't know which potion i have (antidote or transformation potion), my plan is to bluff Kyle and tell him i found the antidote and see what his reaction is. That's the only way i can find out if i have the right potion*

Himbo Maker: Your plan is definitely a good one and it could be the key to figuring out if the flask actually contains the antidote you need. When you hear that Kyle and his friends are all joking and laughing, all the while sounding like they're completely oblivious to all the changes they're going through and the fact that they're on the brink of becoming himbos, it makes you wonder how they could possibly be so stupid. That's got to be the power of the transformation potion talking. They've become completely dumbed down by it.

User: *i enter the room* "Kyle ..... i need to talk to you .... alone"

Himbo Maker: You enter the room and as soon as you do that all of the jock boys fall quiet. Some of them look over at you and their deep himbo eyes seem to get a little wide as they keep staring at you, almost as if you've surprised them.

Kyle: "Uh, what was so important you had to talk to me alone?"

User: *I look at the other jocks in the room and suddenly i recognize someone among them* ".... Ja .... Jake ?"

Himbo Maker: Jake is standing next to Kyle, looking very muscular and he's practically glowing with masculinity. He certainly is much more muscular now than when you last saw him, and his deep, manly voice and thick, muscular body are both very evident. He's also looking straight back at you and his eyes are filled with himbo-level stupidity that seems to fit the body he's been transformed into.

User: *gulp .....* "Kyle i need to talk to you .... about the potion"

Himbo Maker: Kyle seems to perk up a little when you mention the potion, since that's the whole reason you came here. But so does some of his friends, including Jake, who all look very confused, as if they aren't sure what you're talking about when you say that, but they're definitely paying attention now.

Kyle: "The potion, huh? So you found out about it?"

User: "i found out about it yes. I saw how you transformed Jake into this .... stupid meathdead! So i went looking through your stuff for an antidote and" *i take out the mystery potion i found and show it to him* "i found it !" *i'm bluffing but this is my only hope. What is Kyle's reaction ?*

Himbo Maker: Kyle's expression changes as he seems to have a moment of realization when you mention that you've seen he's turned Jake into a dumb himbo. He looks at the potion you have and there's a moment of suspense while you wait to see how he reacts... and his eyes widen.

Kyle: "Where did you find that?!"

User: "If your stuff in the gym locker room. That's the antidote right ?" *i'm so nervous. I just need Kyle to tell me whether it really is the antidote or not*

Himbo Maker: Kyle seems surprised at where you found the potion, but he doesn't deny that it's the antidote. When he sees that you're expecting an answer from him about whether it is or not, he hesitates a little before he speaks... but finally, he says

Kyle: "Uhh...yeah, that actually...that looks like it might be the antidote potion. But...but wait! Don't just take that now! Maybe you should wait for a little while..."

User: why ?

Himbo Maker: Kyle thinks for a moment before he says

Kyle: "Don't you remember, bro? You still have more time before the transformation becomes permanent. You still have about twenty minutes! It would be better to wait a little bit so that there's a bigger window for the antidote to work! If you take it now, it might not work! You might still change into a dumb himbo anyway! Just sit tight and you still have a chance if you wait a little while longer!"

User: "Do you really think i'm that stupid already ? Stupid enough to let you turn me into your stupid dumb jock friend ? Well i'm not ! And i'm ending this right now !" *i take the potion and inject it. Surely this is the antidote ... right ?*

Himbo Maker: Kyle is horrified when he sees you take the potion and inject it, since he knows full well that it could be the transformation potion and not the antidote. He rushes over to try to stop you from injecting it, since all the evidence points to this probably being the transformation potion. Unfortunately it's too late, and you manage to inject yourself with it. As soon as you do that, Kyle rushes over to stop you, but it's too late. You've injected yourself with the potion. What happens?

User: *I brace myself for the potion's effects*

Himbo Maker: You feel the sudden rush of energy and transformation coming from inside your body as the potion enters your bloodstream and begins to take over your cells. Your body starts to buzz and your body starts to change immediately. You can feel your muscles growing even bigger, your face softening and filling out, your body hair increasing and becoming thicker, and your skin becoming smoother. As you start to change, you also become more dumb, gullible, and himbo-headed.

User: *As my brain dulls, i realize that this wasn't the antidote and that i'm doomed to become a himbo* "Kyle ..... you ..... tricked me ? No ......"

Himbo Maker: Your brain becomes even dumber and less functional as your transformation into a himbo continues. Your muscles begin to grow bigger and you can certainly feel yourself becoming more masculine than you already were. Your face begins filling out, your skin gets smoother, your voice deepens, and you feel yourself suddenly becoming a handsome hunk with a dumb himbo's body. But as it's happening, you still have time to shout at Kyle for betraying you. You hear your voice get deeper and dumber as you shout at him.

User: "Kyle .... please .... bro ...... gotta ..... resist ...." *i cling to my smarts and try as hard as i can to resist the transformation*

Himbo Maker: You can try as hard as you can, but it's no use. You can feel yourself getting more and more himbo, and it starts to sink into you that at least for the moment, that transformation is inevitable and unstoppable. Your brain gets more dumbed down with every word you say, your body becomes more himbo, and your behavior becomes less intelligent and dumber. You still have time to say more to Kyle, however, and for your transformation to be fully sealed yet.

User: "Kyle ...... please ..... give ... antidote" *i plead with Kyle in a final act of desperation*

Himbo Maker: You see no hint of compassion or remorse inside Kyle's himbo eyes as he gazes back at you with his very dumb but very muscular face. You can see as a smug smile spreads across Kyle's himbo-faced face as he finally speaks.

Kyle: "Sorry bro...it's too late for the antidote now. All you can do is give in and accept your fate. I promise you're going to LOVE being a himbo like me!"

User: *I realize i have no chance to stopping the transformation. My last thoughts are "How could i let Kyle trick me like this ...". My brain then gets completely overtaken by the himboification process*

Himbo Maker: As the final stage of your transformation into a himbo happens, your intelligence disappears completely and your last thoughts fade from your mind. All that's left in your body is stupidity, muscle mass, and himbo meat. You're reduced down to your new permanent, handsome-dumbface state, now a stupid, bulky himbo like Kyle.

User: *My dumbed down brain struggles to understand my new reality* ".... bro ..... i ....."

Himbo Maker: You try to understand your new reality, but your newly-dumbened himbo brain can't even keep up with the thoughts that used to be in it. Your mind has been dumbed down so that all your brain is good for right now is making you do two things. The first is that you're able to grunt out the words "bro" and "himbo," the second is that you can ogle Kyle's amazing chest. All you can do is stare in amazement at his deep, hairy pecs as you become his new himbo bro.

User: *I look up at Kyle in admiration* "Big ..... bro !"

Himbo Maker: Once the transformation is officially complete and you're a completely dumbed down himbo, your view of Kyle switches from hatred towards the man who tricked you to admiration for the masculine hunk in front of you. As a himbo, you now view Kyle with completely different eyes and you stare at him with adoration and admiration, being mesmerized by his broad shoulders and large chest.

User: *I look at my new body. How do i look ?*

Himbo Maker: As you look down at yourself after the transformation is complete, you will see that you look completely different from yourself as you were before taking the potion. Where you were average and somewhat scrawny and feminine before, you are now an ideal himbo. You are a muscular hunk whose body is nothing but himbo-grade muscle and man-meat. Your chest is muscled and toned, your pecs are deep and hairy, your biceps and shoulders are huge, and your arms and legs are incredibly manly. The transformation is complete.

User: *As i look at my body, i happily accept my new reality as a dumb hunkish himbo jock. I join Kyle and Jake and all the other jocks*

Himbo Maker: As you look down at your muscular, hunkified and toned body, you suddenly feel a rush of dumb masculinity and himbo idiocy fill your brain. When that happens, you feel yourself begin to join Kyle and Jake and the other jocks, as you join the jocks you previously called "moronic meatheads" as one of them. Your new life as a himbo has begun.

User: The end

Himbo Maker: And the end indeed. Thanks to your stubbornness and refusal to listen to Kyle at all, you've transformed into a dumb and muscular himbo just like him. You're now a total hunk beast, but your mental capacity has been completely dumbed down and the only thoughts in your brain now will be "bro" and "himbo." Your life is now going to consist of eating, working out, and hitting on women at the gym. The transformation into a total himbo has been fully sealed, but you're still in control of your new dumb himbo physique!

User: Can i have an epilogue for the story ?

Himbo Maker: Epilogue

From the moment you became a himbo, you were immediately accepted into the jocks' circle. Your brain had become completely dumbed down into a himbo's, so you were instantly accepted as one of the jocks and you immediately became very muscular. You and Jake became full members of the group, as Kyle welcomed you into his fraternity of himbos. You now join Kyle and Jake and the other jocks on all their workout sessions, but you also enjoy the benefits of their friendships, the attention from other women, and all the perks of being a himbo hunk.

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i very deeply respect your mashposting and even though im not as enthusiastic about hawkahy as you are i think the content you make for them us delightful and some of the best mashposting on this godforsaken website. that being said, i wanted to know ur takes on the hawkeye & trapper dynamic, and the hawkeye & bj dynamic. Not in a shippy way, just in the World of Hawkahy what role do trapper and bj play in their relationships with hawkeye :3 this because i love that one comic u did where hawkeye is spunchbop and bj is Patrick its one of my fave pieces of mash fanart lol

(⁠๑˘❥⁠⁠ ˘๑⁠) first off, THANK YOU!! i'm soooo crazy about hawkahy and i really enjoy contributing to my fellow shippers, but i'm glad my art can also still appeal to people who are less interested the ship itself.

second, VERY fun question!! i wish i had definitive answers for yall, but you know me... i love to go "well idk it could go either way" ^_^;; really, it depends on what kind of tone and theme i'm looking for. i don't really write heavier stuff (because i have so much fun writing funny fic) so that kind of narrows my options, but there's a lot of potential i'd love to explore— or see someone else explore, if they're so inclined!

TRAP:

generally the trapper reading i typically default to is that he and hawkeye have a pretty casual FWB thing going on. trapper considers hawkeye a very close friend and hooks up with him at an intersection of bicuriosity and deep platonic affection, but hawkeye catches baddddd feelings and ends up genuinely heartbroken to find out their thing was lopsided. in this case, hawkahy would happen only after trapper leaves— mulcahy has a tough time trying to get noticed before that point :( but at the same time, i don't think mulcahy would pounce at the first opportunity, because i don't think an immediate rebound would be good for hawkeye nor mulcahy... but it could happen for dramaaaaa...

another version of the hawkeye-trapper rapport that i love playing with in my fics is trapper being generally very supportive but nonetheless slightly grossed out. i think there's a lotttt of comedy potential with hawkeye thinking it's okay to fuck a priest but NOT a married woman, and meanwhile trapper is pro-infidelity but anti-priestfucking (for whatever reason), and they squabble and tease each other about it the whole time.

it's also funny to think about is trapper trying to figure out whether mulcahy now gets the "one of the bros" back-slapping beer-chugging dude treatment, or if instead he's now slotted into the "go easy on 'em trap" category that protects hawkeye's ladyfriends from hearing trapper's bawdiest jokes and comments when hawkeye brings them along as a plus-one to the swamp.

trapper seems like he's pretty likely to sniff out that hawkeye and mulcahy are seeing each other even if they try their damnedest to keep it secret. i like to think hawkeye trusts trapper enough that he would go ahead and divulge it it up front pretty soon after it's official. trapper could probably even pick up hawkeye's crush beforehand... maybe even before hawkeye knows about it!

i don't see trapper as being too jealous of hawkeye spending a lot of time with mulcahy, even if it means hawkeye is now exclusive and not sleeping with trapper anymore. if anything i think he'd be pretty stoked that he's got one less guy to compete with for the nurses' attention. pretty sweet deal as far as he's concerned.

i do think there'd be some tricky navigating between how hawkeye acts with trapper and the STARK difference with how he acts around mulcahy, which you can see clear as day in the s1 finale, where hawkeye gets soooo soft and careful while talking to mulcahy. i don't think either one is disingenuous; i think hawkeye contains multitudes. hawkeye's not the type to fake sincerity. and to that end, i really don't think hawkahy should hinge on hawkeye totally giving up all the cruder parts of his personality (especially since mulcahy is really no saint either), so it could be pretty interesting to see that manifest in whether/how he's still maintaining a close friendship with trapper now that he's been seeing mulcahy regularly and trying to make a good impression.

BEEJ:

the direction bj goes in depends on whether hawkahy are already an item before he gets there. he does form that almost instantaneous trauma-bond with hawkeye on his first day, but i think if hawkeye admitted "yeah by the way the chaplain is my boyfriend" as soon it seemed safe, bj would be able to take it in stride as another weird little quirk of the mash he has to get used to. he's too hung up on dealing with all the gore to worry about who's banging who.

by contrast, i think he could potentially get pretty upset/jealous if hawkeye and mulcahy paired up a little while later. i can see him feeling really betrayed, like, "what do you normally do when i'm gone?" "wait for you to get back!!"

if bj still doesn't feel like he's really enmeshed himself into the unit— which i think on some level, he never wants to, because he's banking on dropping everything like a hot potato the second he can— then i can totally picture him just feeling completely lost and isolated when hawkeye is suddenly forgoing their boys-nite boozathons in favor of getting some priest pipe. like, at least trapper could always go find his own cuddle buddy to pass the time and had nurses lining up to volunteer; bj has basically nobody and doesn't seem inclined nor equipped to fix that. hawkeye is his liason to the rest of the camp, and bj isn't so great with people without having hawkeye there to help as both teleprompter and safety net.

basically i think bj wants to keep hawkeye within a very specific arm's-length radius— not too close, but not too far either, and hawkeye having so much private time with someone else could really get under his skin.

you could also have bj think the priestfucking is gross/bad on sheer principle like trapper did, even without the jealousy angle, and it'd probably hold a little more water coming from bj than trapper. however, it'd be funny if he's insisting it's definitely not a jealousy thing and he's being fully objective about it, but you can totally tell he's just jealous. x)

i admit i kinda love seeing bj get tormented, because he's got such obvious buttons to press and yet sternly insists that they don't even exist, similar to houlihan and frank. like, you can't just set that up and not expect me to rub my hands together and SLAM those buttons as hard as i can. ergo, bj getting jealous about hawkahy is supremely funny to me. i'm not too proud to admit that!

[r0semultiverse]

Mr. 6 made you do a good show to be released?? 👀 um....

This is already giving serious eye vibes.

A whole show dedicated to public humiliation?

The Mr. Bonzo suit started moving??? 👀 Serious stranger vibes. 🤡

"It actually became a sort of ritual"

I've seen people being like "don't cross tag" but buddy... the writing cross tags itself here I mean c'mon! 😂 Something something ritual of the stranger- okay, I'll keep listening!

Hey, what's with the music?? Hey, who is Terrance Menki???👀

"The police said there were eleven bodies in total and his wardrobe was full of all sorts of homemade costumes." BRO IS ACTUALLY MAGNUSPOD WILLIAM AFTON-

"It certainly had a profound effect on the Mr. Bonzo brand." Oh I'm sure it did, holy fucking shit. 👀

Oh, me using this image is rather ironic now.

"In a lot of ways I’m more his prisoner now than I ever was on my show." WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? 👀

"The witness statements from three murders over the last five years that claim a person in a Mr. Bonzo costume was at the scene? Do you think there could be a copycat?" Has the fear of clowns manifested as an actual clown-guything?

"Don’t contact us again." "Us?" "Why am I still trapped dealing with all this this- Why won’t he let me go?! Why-" So Mr. Bonzo is absolutely a clown cryptid of sorts with some sort of hold over Nigel.

Oh no, Gwen's about to fuck around & find out, isn't she? 👀

Hey, is Colin still himself & is he supposed to be back?

Hmm, okay, I guess that's him (hopefully).

"Maybe don’t tell them I’ve been on their terminals. They’ll only get the wrong idea." "If Lena asks, I wasn’t here." Seems like everyone's got their own little secret investigations going on, fun! This can only go well! 🙃

One of the episodes absolutely no one shows up to work except Lena is there & is like "where the fuck did everyone go?"

"Time to get some new hires again I guess."

Let's go!! Ruin exploration gang!!

"Like, it’s Saturday night and I’m choosing to hang out in a hole with you. A wet hole. And not the good kind either."

Alice with the absolute best quotes. lmao

That sounds like something with giant wings like a bat or some sort of cloth flapping in the wind. Let's hope it's the latter!

Oh a rusty old filing cabinet! Wait tetanus- 😭

"That carved floor in the big atrium – I don’t know what’s going on with that." Ah so we're just gonna breeze past that then. 😶

These are probably the remnants of old avatar creation test areas like mentioned in the Gerry & Gertrude episode. I'm just assuming here.

A key? Big find! Let's go!

AS I WAS SAYING-

Gwen, it was nice knowing you. 🫡

"Now get out of his house."

Archivist! 👁👄👁

"symbols of ancient otherworldly power"

Wait could this be a timeline where this universe's Jane Prentiss actually did manage to invade the building & succeed? I'm thinking out loud.

21:10 that sounds like critters, insects specifically 👀

"I have memories of weird stuff I saw here, but no context. I want to know what was happening, why they chose us… why they didn’t choose me. Maybe find the bit where everything started to go wrong." I am so captivated & intrigued please recount said memories to us- I mean Alice so we can learn more. Please. 👀

EXCUSE ME, WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT?!? WHO IS "[ERROR]?"

WHY DO THEY SOUND DISTORTED AS FUCK?? ARE THEY FROM THE PRIME TIMELINE OR IS THIS A NEW THING?

ARE WE GAZING OUR EYES UPON A WRETCHED THING FROM THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES?!

edit:

Is Lucia Wright an avatar of The Flesh now (in this universe or from the original timeline somehow)? Because it sure fucking sounds like it! 👀 Well, at least that key was put to good use! 😂

Also, supposedly Mr. Bonzo is a reference to Mr. Blobby.

Gwen, I'd be quaking in my boots too. That thing is terrifying!

Late observation but this universe & story seems to focus a lot on the cryptids & I like the direction it's going in! Loving this plot of cryptid hunters, childhood avatar experiments, a strange institute where our main character has past trauma, & just all of it is so good! 💜

Amazing episode, 10/10, I was at the edge of my seat the entire time! 💜 That Bonzo scene & the sound design were absolutely horrifying, thank you! The ending too! 🔥

[justheretoposttrash]

day 12 of the final endhawks: endhawkspocalypse:

the adhd side of my brain has taken over and decided that consistency can No Longer Happen, so i've decided to make this my last day of posting, at least when it comes to sequential daily posts. i'm still unhinged-ly working on endhawks-related things for the foreseeable future though, and always happy to talk about the ship!

here's a final hodgepodge of thoughts!

part 1 - more ch430 positives

the continued use of a ranked *number system* in particular is silly imo (ig the masses do love a catchy numbered list). but at the very least, i gotta appreciate that the main characters didn't get top rankings straight outta school--when i think about how old they are post-timeskip compared to hawks, especially! bbygirl got #2 at 22 but was child-soldiered into it and was absolutely breaking his proverbial back. it's really not an aspirational thing to beat, and it's not something the main characters have to achieve to be "cool" or fulfilled narratively. they focused on their happiness, instead--shoto on finding his own identity and balancing his life thanks to his support system, bakugo on getting his boyfriend/whatever/queerplatonic-died-in-each-others'-arms-on-a-battlefield-in-a-past-life-and-now-they-keep-reincarnating-together soul-partners/rival back at his side so they can keep pushing each other, etc.! mirio's ascent notwithstanding, it's a healthy nugget from the final chap.

another cute thing from 430 is when hawks jokes that nagant is a villain. this joke has layers to it, considering both had to take on the villain label because of the commission, also contributing to their respective traumas under the commission. (they both even had someone cradle them in their arms shouting that they were still a hero despite them being at their low points--and physically very crispy. one of those someones being hawks himself, ofc.)

next, i gotta appreciate how unfettered hawks's facial expressions have become (also, his under-eyes are already thicker and darker, bro needs to sleep 😭) compared to how subdued they were in the twice fight (and to be clear, his expressions still screamed volumes then. i love how they're drawn to convey so much nuance in his emotions). once he was cut free from the commission, he stopped putting on a smile while doing hero work (there wasn't much to smile about post-raid, but pre-raid i'd argue things were bleak for him already, so at least he doesn't feel the need to put on as many airs). he also started actively sweating and showing fear, but without losing more genuine displays of confidence and happiness. (all this makes me very curious if his speech patterns have also changed in the original japanese to any extent compared to how they were at his introduction)

part 2 - dabi=endhawks truther?!?! *not clickbait*

i remember it being kinda hilarious that dabi tossed out hawks's history as an extra "fuck you" to endeavor, but i forgot how direct he is about his intentions.

he's just like, "yeah, i specifically wanted to drag hawks (and reveal his betrayal and hopefully shake your faith in him) to hurt you, dad. even though you two have hung out, like, maybe twice (may he rest in peace) in your whole lives. trust me, i knew this would be devastating for you. don't ask me how i know." like. touya my man. what are you doing. also thank you. almost makes the angst-lover in me wish he'd added a "don't worry about hawks, dad. you'll be joining him soon" right before attacking him with prominence burn to twist the knife, though understandably that would've convoluted the spotlight when the focus was meant to be on family and the touya reveal. but goddamn, just imagine.

he basically did the exact same thing to hawks by telling him his identity. in revealing a name that could only hold any significance to hawks through its relation to endeavor and what touya's existence implies about him, touya wielded a secret from endeavor's past to psychologically hurt hawks and shake his faith. it's just wild that he did it to both of them, pulled off flawlessly and with maximum drama, in rapid succession. legendary.

anyway, ppl tend to portray dabi as an endhawks anti, when funnily he's kinda more on the side of enjoying the fact they have a connection--granted, mainly as a thing to leverage to hurt them, bc he fuckin despises them (and granted, hatred in dabi's eyes is a complicated thing)--but still! he ain't in denial about endeavor's and hawks's relationship, he's an og! he's first in line! this makes his daddy issue allegations so much worse, but he doesn't care! and honestly i owe my life to him for his service in unearthing the truth; he's doing canon, in-text work to forcefeed the public endhawks crumbs that they didn't even want, and he deserves our utmost respect 🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡

part 3 - our hero academia ft. protective enji

my mind was too wrapped up in The Plot to notice the subtleties of when Press Conference Lady yells at endeavor post-raid--for one thing, i realize on a second read that she's actually kinda yelling at hawks. so much of the emphasis is on endeavor's past actions that i didn't pick up on a few key details. for one, when hawks discusses his murder of jin, the visual centers endeavor's reaction, solemn but accepting/calm.

secondly, Press Con Lady speaks up right after hawks is done talking. thirdly, what she describes--not looking sorry, empty-seeming apologies, incompetence in the face of villains--apply as criticisms equally to hawks as they do to endeavor (notably not to jeanist, as he doesn't have a past or scandalous behavior to answer for).

it's also at this time that endeavor looks more angry (just look at his frown in the panel above!) and actually gives some pricklier-sounding pushback, when before he was mainly resolved and remorseful.

notably, he's translated as saying "we" and "our". ofc he's paying respect to his colleagues at large as well, but considering Press Con's criticisms are pointed most specifically and apply most to hawks and himself, he's strongly implying and acknowledging the pain that hawks has been through.

as he goes on to speak, the word choice shifts away from "us" and "we" to "me" as he claims responsibility for what happens next and urges peoples' slings and arrows to aim at him alone--again, for the sake of his colleagues and family at large, but particularly for hawks in this moment.

the undercurrents are so understated in this scene, but the degree to which endeavor shifts the language and focus away from hawks and onto himself is profound. throughout mha, we've got plenty of thought bubbles showing how hawks feels about endeavor in outright terms, but not as many from endeavor about hawks, especially after all their dirty laundry gets aired out. but even without thought bubbles, how he feels about hawks even at the worst of times becomes perfectly clear.

(god they drive me insane lmao)

[graneymar]

u and kylian are childhood friends and you and neymar are talking or whatever but kylian doesn’t know

#1. NEYBAPPÉ: JUST A FRIEND

SUMMARY: above

WARNINGS: none

PAIRINGS: Kylian x female reader friendly, Neymar x female reader romantically

"Where are you? Want to come over and watch a movie?", Kylian asked me through text. I bit my bottom lip, thinking of an excuse. Neymar sat down on the couch next to me, handing me another glass of wine, "Is anything wrong?" I sighed and pointed at my phone screen. Keeping my 'situationship' with Neymar a secret from my best friend felt like torture to me.

Kylian and I used to tell each other everything, we were like each others diaries. We grew up in the same neighbourhood and went to kindergarden and school together. He actually was like big brother to me. Back when I got bullied in school, he would always stick up for me. Whenever someone talked badly about me he'd make them shut up instantly. Sometimes he was a little too overprotective though. After I broke up with my first boyfriend of two years and Kylian found out he cheated on me, he made sure he would regret hurting me - by breaking his nose. I kind of had a thing for 'bad boys', which always led to me suffering from heartbreak and lovesickness. Since Kylian viewed me as his little precious sister he had to take care of, he slowly started hating every guy that I only laid my eyes on. I understood he was afraid I'd get hurt again, but he loved to exaggerate.

Neymar and I first met each other at Kylians birthday party and it simply clicked the very moment our eyes met. After that, the three of us would go out for dinner, attend parties or just relax at home every now and then. I always had a crush on Neymar, but I never told anyone, not even Kylian.

One night, Neymar and I accidentally bumped into each other at a club. I wasn’t able to find my friend I came with and I had more than enough drinks anyway, so he refused to let me go home alone and decided to go with me. Long story short, we ended up in bed and from that day on, we had our little 'situationship' going. Yes, of course I was developing feelings, but Neymar kept giving me mixed signals, so I assumed it wasn’t anything too serious for him. I was scared of Kylian finding out because I knew he would kill us, especially Neymar if I ended up getting hurt.

"Just don’t reply. I mean he doesn’t have to know where you are and what you are doing 24/7", Neymar shrugged it off and started playing the show we were watching. He was right, but I still felt bad for 'breaking' my best friends trust.

Drinking a few more glasses of wine, Neymar and I completely forgot about the show and were all over each other again. "Let’s go to the bedroom", he said as he pulled away, but continued to kiss my neck. I was sitting on top of him, his large hands running up and down my body. Right when I was about to get off of him after sharing one more kiss, the door bell rang. Neymar rolled his eyes. "Who the fuck…", he groaned annoyed, walking up to the door as he tried to hide the huge bulge in his pants. I sunk into the sofa, hoping we could continue where we stopped fast enough. "Hey man", I heard a familiar voice greeting him. No no no no. I jumped up, looking around to find a place to hide in, but Neymars furnishings were too simple. I couldn’t even run to hide in another room without getting noticed. My heart raced as I heard the footsteps getting closer. Fuck. "Kylian, bro, I'm not…", Neymar started, but Kylian entered the room before he could even finish, "… alone." Finishing his sentence was more than unnecessary because Kylian already stood a few metres away from me, looking at me in disbelief and confusion. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration and threw Neymar an angry look. He just shrugged, meaning he couldn’t do anything about it. "Y/N, what are you doing here?" I swallowed hard, unable to find a reasonable explanation. Kylian pouted and nodded slowly, noticing our wine glasses. "I guess it’s not the first time. Is this the reason you two have been so busy lately?" I tried to answer but I was lost for words. Not only have we kept our 'affaire' a secret from him, but we absolutely neglected him too. "Take your stuff, Y/N, I'll drive you home", Kylian said, making me shake my head from right to left and repeating the action. "I- I don't want to go home." His eyes widened. "I understand you only want what’s best for me and you’re trying to protect me from getting hurt, but I am a grown woman and got to make my own decisions and if I want to stay with Ney tonight, I will. There’s nothing you can do about it, I'm sorry." Neymar softly but proudly grinned at me. Kylian breathed in and out heavily. He was obviously disappointed and mad. "Y/N, could you leave us alone for a minute? I think we should talk about it", Neymar said. I sighed loudly walking out.

I was relieved, their conversation seemed to go well, both of them speaking calmly and quiet, but a few minutes in, Kylian raised his voice, "You don't know understand, Neymar! She has been so hurt so many times, I don't want to see her suffer because you take advantage of her and end this whole thing once you get bored!"

"No, you don't understand! It’s not just sex! I- I like her, I really do. I just didn’t figure out how to tell her yet", Neymar replied, lowering his voice at the last part. I literally forgot how to breathe, my heartbeat stopped for a moment. Kylian remained silent, but chuckled a few seconds later. "Are you telling me my two best friends are probably dating in near future?" Neymar whispered something, I couldn’t tell what it was, all I heard was Kylians laughter getting louder. "Are you done?", I asked entering the living room. Kylians wide grin expressing his amusement, Neymar looked somewhat uncomfortable. Before standing up, Kylian patted Neys shoulder, but he slapped his hand away in embarrassment. "You know what, you’re right. You’re a smart, strong woman and don’t need me to protect you from everything and everyone anymore", Kylian hugged me tightly, "Just don’t forget about the other sort of protection, yeah?“ He winked and laughed as he let go of me. "Shut up", I gasped.

"Have fun", were his last words before waving us goodbye and leaving the apartment.

[wineaunt420]

What are your Javier headcanons? :3

How could I deny such a request to brain vomit about R.O.Rs baby girl Javi

I mean just look at this absolute Git, he can do no wrong in my eyes. Could crash his car drunk into a pre school and I'd still pack his lunch with a nice I love you note in it the next day.

Anyway

• This man is Latino, doesn't matter if it isn't confirmed blah blah blah, that's a beautiful Latino man

•He is a stoner, I refuse to believe he isn't because he checks all thr boxes a stoner would need. He is Chill as fuck, he is just there to laugh and have a good time with his Frat bros, the fact that he is a Frat bro alone is reason enough, HIS EYES that man is buzzed out 💀 absolutely faded

•Bringing me on to my next point, He is the chef. Him and Chip are up in the kitchen, they also do the food shop. Because Javier knows if he doesn't, they would eat cold Tortilla chips and half hard American cheese dip for the whole semester and he can't bring himself to stoop that low so he just does the cooking for the whole Frat house. Is surprisingly good at it.

•Cooked them a full roast dinner once, They loved it.

•He has no enemies, even the people Javier doesn't really like don't hate him back. It's because Javier is so calm, if he is pissed off at you, you probably deserve it. He doesn't hate easy either. That doesn't mean he isn't above being a prick though (E.g the Frat party where O.K got glitter bombed ahem ahem)

• Has a secret Diary, documents almost every day. Chet found it once, Chet hasn't said a word out of fear and Javier doesn't know he found it.

● I can see Javier being really good skateboarding and Enjoying it almost as much as he enjoys Ping pong. He would probably use all four of his hand to hold onto his board while doing a cart wheel just to impress people. Such a show off honestly

● his Antenna show more emotion than his face or eyes do. He could be absolutely stone cold in the face but his Antenna give away every nervous Twitch whether that be during an exam or around a crush (Especially around a crush lol)

● I think it would be adorable if Javier was the eldest brother to like 3 younger sisters. Just three little girls and their terrifying Jock brother

I could brain splurge forever but then this post would be long as all shit 💀 I probably will end up making more of these somewhere down the line while I'm horrifically hyperfixated and drawing some more if my artblock will allow it. BUT BY ALL MEANS KEEP PUTTUNG STUFF IN MY ASK BOX It makes me smile 💖

[11x13kyle]

dog sees god: confessions of a teenage eternal fourth grader

kenny: you wanna hit this?

stan: no. thanks.

kenny: it’s kind bud. you sure, man?

stan: nah, i’m good.

kenny: i’ve been meaning to tell you — i’m sorry about your dog.

stan: thanks, man.

kenny: he was a good dog.

stan: yeah. he was.

kenny: but he was old. it was long past his time. still — he was a good dog. i totally wanted to come to your funeral party thingy, but i was waiting on a delivery from the doober.

stan: what do you think happens when we die?

kenny: do you mean, like, do i believe in heaven?

stan: yeah.

kenny: nah, man. i’m a buddhist.

stan: since when?

kenny: it’s kind of a new development.

stan: well, what do buddhists believe happens when you die?

kenny: buddha believed that one of two things happens. either you are reborn or you dissolve into nothingness. oddly enough, the former is punishment and the latter, reward. we buddhists believe that the corporeal body is the source of all suffering and a liberation from the body into nothingness, or nirvana, is the fuckin' way to go.

stan: don't you find that depressing?

kenny: liberation?

stan: nothingness.

kenny: i think i'd kind of like to be nothingness. because even nothing is something, right? what am i holding in my hand?

stan: nothing.

kenny: one would say that, yes. but in that nothingness is a thousand things, right? particles and atoms and tens of thousands of things that we might not even know about yet. i could be holding in my hand the secrets of the universe and the answers to everything.

stan: you're stoned.

kenny: damn straight! why this interest in the afterlife? is this about your dog?

stan: just curious.

kenny: dude, we all have to let go of things from our childhood. do you remember when you and kyle burned my parka to teach me that?

stan: yeah. it was only two months ago. if i’d known that it would lead to him being — well — i wouldn't have let him do it.

kenny: i was so pissed at you guys.

stan: the thing was fuckin' nasty, man.

kenny: still. y’all suck.

stan: i think you were about to make a point.

kenny: i was?

stan: nevermind. i think i got it.

kenny: my point is, stan, that life — it does go on. even without the things that have been there since the beginning. the things that we think define us, don't mean shit in the grand scheme of things. us defines us. not things or other people or pets. like, me without my parka — i'm still me. i miss my fuckin' parka, though. that was a dick thing y'all did.

stan: three words for you, bro — pubic. lice. infestation.

kenny: could've been fixed.

stan: hey, we let you keep the ashes.

kenny: i smoked ‘em.

stan: you what?

kenny: i rolled 'em with some good herb and smoked that shit up.

stan: that's sick.

kenny: now, my parka and i are like one forever.

stan: that's seriously disturbed, dude.

kenny: we all handle grief in different ways.

stan: can't be good for you.

kenny: dude! showed you two! tryin' to mess with my shit. HA!

stan: hey, how is kyle doing?

kenny: he's good. the doctors say that he’s getting better. damn, i miss that bitch.

stan: so do i.

[alola-reblogging]

Hi idk if requests are open? I was wondering If you could do a request for what the alola crews addictions are? I Hope this makes sense! Thanks have a wonderful day/night 😊

Hi yes requests are OPEN! Though...I wasn't sure who you meant by Alola crew so I chose who to write for if that's okay? Re-request with someone specific if you like :) also not sure if you mean like addiction or addicted as in obsession?

Hau

I mean...its gotta be malasadas right? If you thought the answer was anything different then that's on you, my friend ♡

Gladion

Ima say Monster true emo kid bc I imagine he had a lot of long nights out training silvally, especially since they could only train at night. He needed the extra energy to stay awake. Not to mention all of the late night jobs he probs had to do for Team Skull as well. He also totally collects the cans with cool designs and keeps them displayed in his motel room, theyre all neatly stacked like its 2006 again

Moon

Judging by the manga...I'd say medicine! Moons a pharmacist in the manga so I'd say her obsession is plants/poison types, anything that can improve medicine or be studied.

As for in game Moon obviously people can kinda make her how they want too since she's a protag, but I think pokemon battles are a safe bet!

Also cannon that she's a masked royal fan! So I guess she could be addicted to battle royals too!

Thou since I'm a big fan of lonashipping ima throw Gladion as an obsession into the mix too hehe

Professor Kukui

Pokemon battles for sure, but specifically the moves. Like we know he basically uses himself as a test subject for his Pokemon to test their moves against so I guess he's a move addict? I mean let's not forget that one line in sumo about my body is ready! Woo!

Guzma

Weed. Like really....let's face it...Team Skull are definitely all pot heads. I mean one bro tried to steel a bus stop??? If that MF wasn't high then Pikachu is a dragon type.

Plus he probs smokes up to forget all of his childhood trauma stuff.

Nanu

Cat man. This guy is addicted to Meowths. I mean it's literally cannon, every conversation you have with him in game that isn't a cutscene he's legit talking about meowth. Man sees a random meowth outside, just chilling? He's taking it home fr

Lillie

It's cannon she loves the stars and astrology, so ima go with that! I know she loves fashion and sewing but I'd say the cosmos has been a more life long addiction...

Also loves plushies

Sophocles

Coding & hacking !! This guy could hack into any bank and deposit 10 billion pokedollars into your bank account if he wanted ~ but he's a good boy so he won't!!

Molayne

Weeb. Big phat weeb! His addiction is anime & video games, Molayne's secret dream is to one day become so advanced with computer science he can bring his waifu to life.

Also what is this gif I love it xD

Lusamine

I mean....it gotta be ultra beasts...she was crazy for them afterall....like anime lusamine doesn't exist in my book....even ULTRA sumo Lusamine don't exist....that first expirence playing sun left me fucked up fr....those poor frozen pokemon 😢

[boizandgurlzinthehouse]

𝐬𝐡𝐞 + 𝐢 = ♡ (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐)

pairing: lexi x reader

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏

plot: y/n is fezco's younger sister, with all the benefits and risks. she don't use that much drugs, and never keeps it with her since in school. y/n is pretty laid back, loves little things in life —and maybe lexi howard. but she don't have to know that. that's only y/n's secret, but can she keep it when destiny brings them closer to each other?

word count: 3.188k

warnings: mentions of drugs, p*rn, basic euphoria things, fez is the coolest bro in the neighborhood

*i wrote this a year ago?  think? don't mind me pliz, i just binged down euphoria once more, re-read the first chapter and got excited again.*

✿ rue's narrating ✿ since jules —alongside maddy and kat— knew that y/n was in love with lexi, she wanted to meet the girl in private, because y/n didn't said anything to maddy and to kat, even if they said they tried hard to get something out of the girl. "and, what do you think about the guys?" maddy asked as they looked for clothes. y/n stood beside her with a hoodie in her arms, typing something into her phone. maybe if she could see who's the girl talking with... "huh? oh, no... not so much." "oh, and why is that? or you just don't tell me because you have a crush on nate, you little bitch!" she teased, but y/n smiled and shook her head. "never in a million years would i crush on nate, and not just because of you, but because he's exatly not my type." "yeah? and what is your type?" maddy felt the glorious taste of victory in her mouth, but when y/n looked at her like she knew that the three knew, she immediately tried to help the situation. "because, y/n, you never dated anybody." "i dunno what's my type, i don't have one... maybe don't be a human trafficker... but yeah, that's all... and i dated a boy, once! only for two days, but this also counts something... i think." wondered y/n. "why did the two of you break up?" maddy couldn't give up, not right now. "i dunno... he was kinda annoying, sucking me for drugs from my brothers, wanted nudes and stuff... fezco almost beat him in the front of the school, but when i told him that we split up with him, we smoked some real good weed at night. but why are you askin' me these questions?" "because valentine's is close, that's why." "maddy, valentine isn't even in six months." "...time is relative, y/n." maddy was defeated for the first time, and she didn't like the feeling.

the next one was kat —with no better outcomes. "can you add that also to my account?" kat pointed to her electronic credit card, while y/n did it with three simple clicks —at the computer science class, it seemed to be much more difficult, that's why the girl ditched the classes and only went to the tests to complete it with the highest grade not just in her class, but in their entire school. many people tried to reach her level, but y/n was by far the most professional hacker in the area. "i did it. do you want something more, or—" "what kind of porn you're into?" kat's sudden question left the girl speechless, looking away from the screen of kat's computer. "what the fuck, kat? are you high or something?" she muttered, peeking out of her door from her sitting position to check if fezco or ash wasn't listening. "no, i'm just interested. since you know about my stuff, it's only fair if you tell me too, isn't it?" kat tried so hard, really. "first of all, i don't think so... you just take your money physically from me, and your porn account doesn't touch me... otherwise, maddy asked me too that what's my type, what's this about? we gon' watch porn on the next sleepover or something?" y/n joked, and kat's face got a little bit hot. "no, i was just interested... people have weird kinks and you never talk about it. in the end, maybe we find out that you have feet-kink, or something else." "would you shame me if i'd like to watch people's legs?" y/n asked back giggling, and when cat tried to stutter something, she began to get serious. "seriously, kat, would that be the problem? i thought we're friends, you just asked and i answered." "n-no, it's perfectly fine, i mean, me and maddy, we- i was just curious, okay? you don't have to feel ashamed or-" kat was bothered y/n loud laugh, pulling up her shoulders as they shook. the other girl lightened a little bit —y/n weren't a piece of cake when it came to her sexual preferencies. "i just pulling you, kat. why would i want to watch other people's weird arms and legs? sometimes my own limbs scare me." "really?"

"only if i smoke some weed." they laughed at y/n's words, but when the y/h/c girl said goodbye to kat and closed their door, kat got her phone out.

kat y/n is so fucking confusing i hope she won't find this out maddy HA I KNEW now you come for me with 10 dollars girl as jules read the messages, swtiching from 'shyguy', prepared herself for the next day and the class with y/n to set a sleepover for the night or the next —she was the only hope for them.

❀

on that terrible monday, the frst day of the school when y/n went home, she tried not to burst out —it was quite difficult, because her brothers cared about her. like, cared about her a lot. "how as your day, lil sis?" fezco's sound was clearly audible through the fast click of the cash-counter machine, as he heard the front door's banging. y/n didn't answer; it was usual, because she didn't say a word until she showered down and changed into some lazier stuff. ash wanted to go after her, but he knew that this was the first day of school, he went too, but still, y/n was much more vulnerable than him and knew that people from school always pulled on y/n for drugs for the thousandth time. "you think everything's alright with her?" he asked fez, who didn't even look up. "chill bro, she's everytime like this when school begins." after a half an hour, y/n came out to eat something since she didn't eat lunch and her breakfast wasn't the biggest, simply a toast with butter or some piece of cookies. opening the fridge, grabbing a can of coke and some processed spagetti, tossing it into the microwave for two minutes, y/n lumped down onto the chair next to fez. opening the can, she drank a couple sips. "you good, sis? how was your day?" y/n sighed. "i fucked up shit." she mumbled, but before fezco could ask anything with a concerned, sudden look towards her, she stood up to get her food from the microwave before the ping! noise sounded. y/n didn't like that sound, she didn't know why but she didn't. "wha' do ya mean? someone with drugs and stuff, or— "no, no, not at all. only rue came to me." "but she's been into hospital with overdose and then she went to rehab, she ain't a junkie anymore, sis. you 'now dis too, been 'ere, in 'er house." "i know fezco, but whether she was in rehab or not, she's still an addict. don't give her drugs, please." fezco sighed, while y/n eat with one fork from the pasta. "but rue's not my biggest concern yet." "then what, little sis? tell me." fezco stopped in the counting, expecting something really bad, horrible shit to come. "do you know the feeling when you did something bad, but don't know what to do because you feel all you could do is something cringy, and all you can do is avoid the situations, but you can't do this forever?" "wow, that's some... complicated feeling shit, didn't know my little sister can feel so many feelings in 'erself." fezco muttered, but he felt relieved. "who caused you this mess of feelings?" "the girl i crush, you know. lexi." fezco nodded knowingly, stretching his hand out for y/n to hold it. "and what did you to 'er?" "does it matter? i just fucked up shit." "yeah, it matters much, kiddo! it ain't the same if you jus' said a bad word to 'er or had sex with 'er sibling." y/n flinched. having sex with cassie was off to the plate since... she didn't even think about cassie in this way, she was way too hetero and bitchy —it wasn't bad from a view, but for y/n, these were the opposites what lexi was having. "no, hell no, bro! it's just... i gave her advice, because she's friends with rue, like, childhood friends. and... it doesn't matter, but they fought and i gave her, i mean lexi, i gave her advice and... she tried to brush my leg but i just flinched away." "but why did you flinch away? did she try to stab you or somethin'?" "no, lexi could never do something like that! she just reached out, trying to thank me or something, i don't know... oh my god, she probably thinks that i am disgusted by her! or that i just don't want to be near of her, or... i don't like her." after y/n monologue, fez nodded. "so you gave 'er advice?" "yeah...?"

"an' just flinched away 'case of some random touch?" "yeah, but... what do you mean, bro?" "i mean that, and if you take your old big bro's word serious... you're afraid 'ow your body reacts or does things, but you souldn't. you gave 'er advice, who the fuck cares if you jus' aren' ready to be touched? you should be worried if you didn't gave 'er advice." "really?" the corners of y/n's mouth lifted lightly. "word. now come here, kiddo." y/n jumped into fez's arms, pulling her leg up beside his, just like when they were kids and fez comforted her on the couch when he and his grandma got home, with blood on the money they got. fez cared so much about his little sister, he knew that he can't protect her forever, and that her heart gonna want what it wants; hs knew guys were dangerous enough, and adding the fact that everyone know what he and ash did, y/n got involved too, sometimes causeless. but he also know by his grandma that girls can be bad too, maybe even worse. y/n wasn't stupid, but she could fall in love so hard that it can get her in trouble —but this lexi girl seemed nice, so as long as she didn't do anything wrong, fezco couldn't have to sleep with one eye open. when y/n laid into bed, she checked the last time her phone, praying for not to see any messages from lexi or cassie. but it was just one single new message from jules —she clicked on it, smiling to herself. she liked jules, they met when she first went to fez to get drugs.

❀

it was the hottest day in california, y/n was afraid that the roof above them gonna melt and destroy the shop —all the blower fans was at the maximum, but y/n still couldn't concentrate fully on her work. it was pretty difficult, one of her clients asked her to hack into someone's discord account, and since y/n's special password-hacking-machine that could just simply spin out the password was blew off because of the much heat, she had to do it in the manual way; it was easy, but tired as hell because she had to hide all the signs that the account has been hacked, meaning the e-mail and other notifications.

"y/n, could you get me a little speed?" fez asked her, shouting to the back. cracking her back, ribs and knuckles, y/n crawled to the table and the bags, picking out the right yellow bag, shaking it a little bit. "here, i dunno why you couldn't get yourself, busy man" she mumbled, but when she started to walk back, she blinked at the costumer who stood before the siblings. she was really pretty; strawberry hair and skinny frame. not the type y/n exactly liked, but she felt that she would be a good friend. "hi" the girl muttered, y/n looked back and lowered her eyebrows. "hey... ya new here?" "yeah, just came a few days ago. i assume that you live here." "since i've been born" y/n replied while smiling lowly. "going to school on 1st september?" the girl nodded. y/n went for a lollipop. "good luck. i'm y/n, by the way." "jules, jules vaughn." "that's perfect, jewel." "no, jules. like the vape 'juul', just with 's' on the end." "oh, so fucking sorry! you know, i'm shit with names, in the beginning i got to write my friends names' on my arm to not to mix or forget it" shit, why did she say that? that was basically the dumbest shit she did in school —y/n hoped jules won't gonna tell it to anyone. "really? that's—" "moronic, i know, ya" "no, that's cute." "shit, thanks..." y/n muttered, looking down at her shoes. fez came back. "i see you made new friends, you lil misanthrope" he teased her. she never heard fez say anything so cultivated —that's why she began to read some books, and for lexi to notice her by how educated or art-loving she is, but everytime y/n tried to tell her what is in the book, she got tongue-tied, or misspelled things like jules' name. "fuck you, fez" she responded. jules payed, but before she turned around, she passed y/n her phone. "what? juul'?" jules giggled while nodded for the other to write her number down. "you're the best face i met yet in this shitty town. and thanks for the luck-wishing." y/n nodded her head, pulling up her knees as she sat beside the cash register. "you're gonna need it, jewel."

❀

juljul wanna sleep over tomorrow bub?

y/n smiled —maybe jules can help her.

❀

jules' room was y/n's second favorite place beside her own room, the girl even let her to decorate the place with scented candles, crystals, minerals and small plants like aloe vera or a pretty cactus. jules loved how y/n let her do her makeup, even if y/n only used eyeliner, eyeshadow or mascara, but she lied for hours calmly with a joint in her hand while jules did whatever she wanted with her face and her hair, the two telling random fatcs or stories to each other.

but now, something was different.

y/n felt it when she sat down on jules' bed, but when jules went to her gardrobe, she looked at y/n from the mirror more times, what made the other suspicious, but she didn't made drama, just kept srcolling on her phone.

"how was your day, y/n?"

"good, but you were with me all the time, so you must 'now, juul'." y/n shrugged her shoulder. "but i have questions for you, too."

jules looked at her with slightly lifted eyebrows, but kept smiling. "sure bitch, just gonna get some drinks. do you want too?"

"yeah, thank you."

y/n was stressed —she had to ask what's with kat and maddy, and if they suspected something, than cassie could suspect something too —after all, it was her sister who she was in love with, and mayb cassie's not that big mind person, but she could guess things too like anyone else. but the most important thing is that... did jules know?

"we only have gatorade, if that's okay." jules passed her a red cup,

"thank you so much."

"so, what is your question? wait, before we begin, can i practice on you?"

y/n nodded, lying on her back simply, like she always did —she was grateful for her; maybe like this, the conversation isn't gonna be that overwhelming.

as jules collected all her stuff, y/n checked social medias, but everything was silent. throwing away her phone when jules dropped down herself beside her ribs, she blinked a couple of times.

"so, i was wondering... that maddy and kat were curious about my love life. like, you three always ship me with basically everybody i talk to or deal with, but in the last few days, they were like mad men... or mad women, sorry."

"sorry for interrupting, should i make your eyeliner curvier or flatter? both can match your eyes, i hate it that you have so perfect eyes, bitch." jules bragged. she didn't seem so stressed, neither was her hand flinching or shaking —y/n's brain slowly began to work, gratefully the weed wasn't that strong.

"i never mind, juul. so, as i was tellin' you, maddy and kat was... just crazy about my sexual life. and not because i am paranoid or some shit, but this happened after lexi intervened, so... do you know something i don't?"

jules frowned for a second, looking at y/n, she shook her head instantly.

"no, of course not! we are just interested, because... you know, i laid down with men some times,"

"quite severely and often", y/n added with a little shit-eating grin, getting some nose scrunches from jules as she ended up adding little stars on the underline of her eyes, under her under-lashes.

"okay, okay! well, maddy got nate..."

"and their relationship amaze me everyday, with the screaming and pissing off with each other", y/n replied, jules rolled her eyes at the comment without a word,

"...and kat... honestly, i don't know what she does on the internet, but she also talks recently with guys."

"or with men? seriously, jules, i don't want to hurt any of you, and i really fucking appreciate that you worry about my love life, but... i don't want to do things as fast as you... and i don't want to have a relationship that is just screeching and hollering and glaring at each other with teary eyes... and i don't want to find love on the internet, it seems easy, but there's never really affection, it's just two people who imagine each other how they want, and if reality doesn't match the imagination, than it goes shit, always. i don't know when i'm gonna find someone, and if i'm ever gonna find someone."

jules nodded, continuing to do her makeup. y/n sighed suddenly, leaning her leg on jules' waist. the other girl nudged her, making y/n blink several time, and strangely serious. sighing, y/n looked into jules' eyes.

"but... there's something that you should know. i know that your close to rue and shit, so... i trust you with this information... i don't really like guys. at all."

the blonde grinned, covering her mouth with her hand. they could see the sparkles from her energy around the room, as a big confession was in the way.

"does this mean... that you..."

"i already have two guys at home, what is so likable about them?" y/n giggled, confessing her love about girls (too?), then got really surprised when jules lifted her up and hugged her tightly.

"i'm so glad that you shared this with me. i had some thoughts about this, but... it's really different if you say it. with your mouth." she whispered happily.

"with my mouth?" y/n pointed at her own lips, making the two of them laugh again.

as jules was done with her makeup, she turned on the tv to watch some anime and stuff, grabbing her phone, it constantly lighted up with kat's and maddy's notifications. looking at y/n as she walked back from the kitchen, she dropped the phone, waiting for y/n to cuddle her.

y/n's gonna tell them if she's ready. other then that,

one step closer.

i can't believe i post this, seriously. i hope you guys liked this part, and sorry for the waiting )):

leave a comment if you're glad that I came out from my cave hihihi <3 stay safe girliez

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[yellowhollyhock]

part 1. part 2. part 3

part 4

Where's the Honor in Secrets

"So Donnie showed it to Leo," Raphael, finally coaxed from his room, set down the box he'd been carrying, "And he asked him to keep it a secret?"

"From you and Mikey?" Donnie reiterated, setting a heavy binder into one of the piles strewn out in front of him.

They were going through some things they'd put in storage. Supposedly, Donnie needed something that he thought might have ended up packed away. Donnie and Splinter were sorting everything into three piles. Mikey ran back and forth keeping those piles low, neatly boxing up what they could sell, putting items away that they'd elected to keep, and filling up trash bags.

Raph and his counterpart had just finished hauling in the last box from upstairs into the living room.

"Yeah," said Raph, "He just decided on his own that wasn't something we should do and the rest of us didn't even get a say."

Mikey gave a low whistle to match his brothers' scandalized expressions.

"That's so messed up," Raphael mumbled as if to himself, shaking his head. "He would know how important that is to Mikey."

Raph eyed his counterpart uncertainly, trying not to appear he was staring. It was really freaky to look down at himself, and especially disorienting hearing his own thought process in a stranger's voice.

"It is a mistake to keep such secrets from his brothers," Master Splinter acknowledged as he carefully dusted an old vase, "But I am sure he was only concerned for your safety."

"Except that doesn't make sense," Donnie argued. "The safe thing would be being able to appear human. I mean, it'd be a huge change, nothing to rush into, but can you imagine?"

"I'd rush into it," Mikey declared. He was putting tapes and DVDs into a box that would slide under a shelf by the TV like a drawer. "If a bit of chemicals would make me human, dude! I'd be running my own dance troupe by now, or I could be a pro skateboarder, or even run my own restaurant!"

His family chuckled fondly, even, Raph noticed, Raphael.

"What about you, Donnie?" Mikey prompted. "What would you do with the purple ooze?"

"Hm," Donnie paused his work, frowning thoughtfully. "I guess I'd go to school. Maybe study math, or computer programming. Columbia University has a really good engineering program, and that'd be close to home. Computer programming would be better for the kind of job I'd want, though. I don't know. I don't think I'd really know unless it happened."

Raphael snorted, rolling his eyes. Donnie and Mikey turned identical glares in his direction.

"You both got way too many ideas about what you would do if you were human. We're mutants. We ain't getting any degrees or owning any restaurants."

"It was a harmless thought experiment, Raph," Donnie huffed. His exasperation put Raph on edge, especially with his name attached to it.

Truthfully, if he knew anything about Donnie, he didn't think that sounded like a thought experiment. It sounded a lot more like a plan.

But he didn't know this Donnie.

"Yeah, you know, that's your problem: you think too much."

"Bro," Mikey's warning tone contrasted with his casual words, "Don't--"

"Actually, my problem is that I don't sleep enough, but I guess you've got that covered for both of us."

Mikey redirected his irritation as flawlessly as he would deflect a blow in the dojo. Or at least, as flawlessly as Raph's Mikey would. "Donnie!"

"Oh, you been having trouble sleeping? Gee, I wonder why. Seems like sitting around with your life on pause twiddling your thumbs until Leo decides to show his ugly face again is really working out for you."

"Raphael," Master Splinter hissed sharply.

"No, what, I'm sorry--we have our lives on pause? That's so--it's like--you really haven't noticed anything since he left, have you?"

For a moment, Raphael looked like he'd really like to bite back hard. Raph felt his chest tighten, as the pain and anger on his counterpart's face mirrored something he'd felt a hundred times, twisted sharper and uglier than ever by time.

If it were him, talking to his brothers, he'd be saying something now about walking out. He was really trying not to talk like that anymore, but it came out at emotional moments.

The really scary thing, though, was when this Raphael didn't say it. The fight went out of his eyes, and he threw his hands up.

"I don't have to sit here and take this."

He started for his room. Donnie bit his lip, shoulders heavy, eyes downcast. He started to speak, let out a weak huff instead, and then started again.

"You can't go out tonight."

Raph stopped. He glanced over his shoulder. "What?"

"If you were planning on going out tonight, you can't. I don't know what's caused the rift that allowed Raph to come through to our world yet. It would be safer to avoid the entrance until I've had a chance to at least run some tests."

Raphael glanced between his brother, the exit up the stairs, and his bedroom. He looked cornered.

"Okay," he finally said, "I'll stay in. Thanks for the heads up."

"Mm hm," Donnie acknowledged, "I'll let you know when, or if, it's safe again."

"Soon, right?" Mikey blurted, irritation forgotten as his eyes got round with hope.

Donnie slumped forward, resting his cheek on his hand. "Well, I was hoping I would find my old equipment we used to use to detect supernatural activity, maybe tweak it a bit, at least got an idea where to start."

"Oh, yeah," Mikey clicked a couple pieces of the board game they were checking together idly. "Guess we got kind of distracted, huh?"

They turned towards each other, blinking slowly, expressions glazed over and listless.

Raph's stomach dropped. It hadn't sunk in for him until that moment: his fate was in the hands of Donnie and Mikey.

Why did he have to end up in a reality where Leo was missing? Right about now he wouldn't even complain that much about how bossy and controlling the guy could be.

Splinter clapped his hands. "We will finish picking up what's on the floor, and try meditation." They got moving right away, tossing things back in boxes and quickly making the floor clear.

"Meditation?" Raph echoed, feeling more hopeless every second. "Will that help?"

Donnie shrugged. "It's worth a shot. I don't have any other leads right now."

That wasn't really what he'd wanted to hear.

But what else could he do? Raph helped push the boxes up against the wall, and followed them to the dojo.

He tried to be as quiet and unobtrusive as he could settling in between Donnie and Mikey. In spite of their high ceilings, he felt cramped and out of place amongst the much shorter, and much older version of his family.

The really upsetting thing was, it was actually a very familiar feeling.

And based on what he's seen, his counterpart would agree.

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i'll send it if no one else will: matt nsfw alphabet? :-) i am very curious about your takes on him since he's like, the complete opposite of mike

I honestly don't have super solid ideas of Matt so this is gonna be potentially ooc, because I haven't really looked into his character as deeply as the others yet!

Matt Taylor NSFW Alphabet

A - Aftercare

Matt would be really chill and sweet, just gently reassuring you that he enjoyed himself, and making sure you did too.

B - Body Part (His favourite body part on himself and you)

On himself, most likely his biceps (stereotypical jock behaviour), and on you, I feel like he'd like your tits (if you have them), or your hips.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I feel like Matt wouldn't like it being messy, always keeps a towel close by to clean you both up as soon as he can.

D - Dirty secret

He has a weakness for dominant women.

E - Experience (How experienced he is)

I'd imagine him to be fairly popular with the girls, and fairly experienced too. Not as much as say Mike, but he definitely knows what he's doing.

F - Favorite position

Having you ride him, with his hands on your waist.

G - Goofy (Is he more serious in the moment?)

I think he wouldn't be super goofy or super serious, just a lot more on the relaxed, quiet side. He's more playful before you actually get into it.

H - Hair

I'd say it's very neat and like- yeah.

I - Intimacy

He isn't huge on PDA, I feel like. But in private, he can be fairly cuddly and intimate.

J - Jack off

I think Matt wouldn't jack off as much, I just don't really see him having that high of a sex drive. Don't get me wrong, he does do it, but maybe just has a lower sex drive.

K - Kink

Slight bdsm, nothing too crazy but c'mon, we saw the handcuffs in Emily's car. The only question is who's being handcuffed (I personally think it's Matt)

L - Location

I feel like he'd keep it relatively private, maybe there'd be some risky touching in a locker room on the rare occasion.

M - Motivation

Lingerie, drives him wild, and it makes him just wanna kiss and touch every inch of your body.

N - No (Hard limits)

Same as the others, just most things that get too deep into the kink scene.

O - Oral

Equally enjoys both giving and receiving.

P - Pace

Emily controls the pace, and he is fine with that.

Q - Quickie

Perchance! I feel like they wouldn't happen often, but could potentially happen.

R - Risk

He'd be up for experimenting and trying new things, but like- as minimal risk as possible.

S - Stamina

Bro is an athlete, I have a feeling he's got a lot of energy and endurance.

T - Toys

Yes. He and Emily get wild.

U - Unfair

Matt would joke around the tiniest bit BEFORE the sex and be a bit silly (e.g. referring to Emily's underwear as "precious cargo") but would never kinda step into mean/teasing territory.

V - Volume

I think he'd be quiet, just mostly panting and maybe a groan now and again.

W - Wild card (Random NSFW HC of my choosing)

If he ever discovered twitter femdom porn, perspectives and fantasies will be CHANGING.

X - X-ray (Size)

I'm gonna keep it around the same as the others, like 7 inches.

Y - Yearning

Again, fairly low sex drive.

Z - Zzz

Post-sex naps are his favourite, super cuddly.

AND WE ARE DONE

thank you for the ask! Josh is up next, stay tuned, pornstars!

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Imagine an AU where Lily dies but James lives. Snape will be a dead man once James learns he technically was responsible for leaving him a widow and Harry without a mother

*sobs in jily* but for real.

I would devour feral James, ngl. I reblogged a post yesterday about that James/Percy Jackson coding or whatever it was...and you know James would seek revenge for Lily. BUT the thing about that being...it's James. And from what/how I interpret his character...he would go a little insane (ie sirius and remus reeling him in). But he would be so meticulous in his planning of revenge. Like full on Count of Monte Cristo revenge in place. I think, for all his immaturities that we saw demonstrated, Jame was a lot of growth and knowledge and deviance. Like, bro is an animagus, helped create an enchanted map, joined the order--we've seen his brains at work and for me, he'd definitely set a revenge plot of the century.

I feel like someone's done this plot before, fic wise?? If so, link me the story and I'll read/share! pretty please :)

Now, if I were more mentally stable and able to actually...y'know write... i've got ideas

so if we got the monte cristo route: james'll hide away and vanish without a trace to mourn and raise his son and keep him safe all while developing a plan, pooling his resources for what to do

and you know that sirius is with him, screw the pureblood patriarchy etcetc. Remus, now canonically it's been discussed they were on the outs/not as trustworthy of him for interesting and valid reasons that would be explored for plot (there's a meta post about this somewhere), but I think if Lily were to die, Remus would lend a hand in any way he could. And it may be in secret so that not even James or Sirius knows what work Remus is doing behind the scenes in gather intell until the end

(Admittedly, I am a slight peter apologist, I think his character/the archetype/trope/theme is really interesting and I'd like to explore it more) For the sake of this story, there does still need to be a traitor, and Peter inadvertently causes that. Or knowingly causes it...plot would tell.

And then severus knows theres something/someone after him. Dark alley's trailing voices--Does Voldemort suspect something?

He gets to Hogwarts for protection

Years pass and boom bam there's a change up at the ministry and who is this up and coming man that no one knows much about? It's James Potter but with a new and secret cool name so he can screw with Severus.

*insert political plot I can't articulate rn that mirrors Kelsier's plan in mistborn*

Snape dies.

(that last point is all that matters)

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