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billybutchersbeard · 1 year

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I love brett but to the surprise of no one I want to absolutely dominate rand ridley, I mean just really go in and give him the sloppiest of tops the likes of what that old man has never experienced

#im not tagging this my embarrassment stays with me #ghost rambles

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billybutchersbeard · 1 year

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#i want to kiss his face #this scene awakened a feral part of my brain and made my brainrot for this man 100× worse #inside job #brett hand

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billybutchersbeard · 1 year

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#my blorbos #all of them #inside job

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billybutchersbeard · 1 year

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Britt and Reagan

#im going to kiss them both passionately on the mouth #inside job #brett hand #reagan ridley

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billybutchersbeard · 1 year

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Andre: I’m ambidextrous. Brett: That’s what’s up, bro. Love who you love.

#shocker im into inside job #this side blog is slowly ruening mutlifandom and as a tumblr veteran i simply do not care how unoragnized this blog will become =^)#turning*** im not writing all that again #inside job #brett hand #andre lee

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billybutchersbeard · 1 year

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Homelander getting extremely frustrated while learning a new skill (butchlander) Please and thank you!!

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"This is!" Homelander grit his teeth, hands on his hips as he gave that quick little shake of his head. "Fucking stupid, William, I'm not doing this."

"Why?" Butcher drawled as he loaded a clip into the handgun and double checked the safety before setting it on the table. He had to admit, this wasn't how he expected to spend his last few months of living, but it beat sitting at home getting shitfaced by noon. "America's poster boy ain' never shot a gun before'? Well, that's not very American, now is it?"

"I don't fucking need to! It's- it's a tool. It's a fucking... cop out for." He kept shaking his head, floundering to justify something that didn't really need to be, but Butcher was amused. "Weak people."

"An' how well you think you're gonna fare when someone comes round and takes those special lit'le powers of yours?" Butcher set about prepping a second gun, having half a mind to fuck it up so Homelander would look even more like a jackoff.

Silence, the blond haired supe narrowing his eyes. "That's impossible."

A shrug, Butcher still focused on his task. "If a drug gave ya powers, there's gotta be one tha' can take 'em."

Again, that fitful little shake of his head, but this time Homelander added a pointed finger. "No. No, no, no. I'd know if Vought was making it- I am Vought."

Butcher finally looked up, circling around the table to offer Homelander the gun with a smirk. "Didn' say Vought was the one makin' it."

"What do you know?" And for a shining moment, Butcher saw that fear again. The sharks were circling Homelander, it was only a matter of time before they finally went in for the kill. Homelander knew it, Butcher knew it. When Butcher didn't respond, Homelander tried again. "William, what do you know?"

"I know enough." He pushed the gun into captain cunt's hands and stepped aside. "Had ta give ya a reason not to shoot me now, didn' I? If you can beat me in a lit'le friendly match, maybe I'll tells ya."

"No you fucking won't." But he took the gun and looked for a target.

Butcher smirked. "No, I won't."

#im foaming at the mouth #butchlander #billy butcher #homelander

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billybutchersbeard · 1 year

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