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âWe're the Rowdyruff boys and we wanna fight!"Â
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Name: Brick Jojo Nicknames: N/A Age: 24 Height: 5â˛10â Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation: Supervillain / Musician

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Ellie rolled her eyes even though she had set herself up for that one â so maybe he did take offense to her comment about his band, or he was just playing along with the bit. It wasnât that she actually hated their sound or anything, they just weren't exactly her vibe when it came to her music taste. Plus, she had been drinking when she first said that, not thinking how rude it may have come off at that moment. That didnât stop Brick from still wanting to be around her though, her expression scrunching up playfully as he pulled the strand of hair back out from behind her ear. She followed him to the exit until he flashed her a grin, stopping as he did and intriguingly meeting his gaze. âOnly in a plane once?â She answered, a little nervous but excited at the idea â it sounded much cooler than taking an Uber at least.
Opening the door for her to walk through first, Brick found himself pleased with her answer. Though he had never actually been on a plane before, he was more than sure that it wasnât the same as flying for realâfeeling the wind whipping through your hair, nothing between you and the ground but air. That meant Ellie was in for the most exciting and unforgettable night of her life, if she was brave enough to take him up on the offer he extended along with his outstretched hand: âWanna ride?â
Although he was the one to suggest they find someplace bigger and pricer that they can wreck, at the mention of The Northwest Mansion being their next hit had the younger of the two grinning once again. âFuck yeah it would!â He claimed, already snickering at the thought of the two old farts and their prissy daughter discovering that all their precious stuff was smashed and wrecked by the both of them. He and Brick could make more grounds if they had Boomer with them, but their sap of a brother was off doing who-knows-what and frankly, he didnât care to wonder what he was doing when this was already taking up more of his attention. âThink theyâll be home once we crash the place? I hope they are, the horror on their faces would be priceless once weâre done with the place!âÂ
At first the idea of seeing the horrified looks on those rich bastardsâ faces brought a malicious smirk to Brickâs own, but he quickly realized that trashing the place in view of the homeowners was more trouble than it was worth. His grin swiftly schooled back into a frown and he smacked his brother upside the head, saying, âMoron! If theyâre there when we break in, theyâll call the cops, or worseâthe Powerpuff Girls.â Brick wasnât threatened by the police at allâno jail could hold themâor even those dumb puffs, who they were well-matched to fight. He just wasnât in the mood to deal with those annoying girls tonight; he wanted to have fun.
âHe knows exactly how many people Iâve been with before we got together.â The blonde quipped, a small frown finally making itâs appearance on her face. Not because of the insinuation of Brick calling her a slutâ that much she didnât care for because unlike what heâs trying to get at, Bubbles can and will do whatever she wanted when it came to her own body. Including how many people sheâs slept with. The reason for her frown was because he alluded to Millie being a slut. The second Rowdyruff to call her that, and the Powerpuff didnât like that one bit. âJust say you canât find satisfaction sleeping with a single person. Itâs okay, unlike you, I wonât judge you for sleeping with multiple people. But it feels sooo good when you do find that right person.â And just that that, her frown went away as the blonde yet again giggled. But knowing Brick, he was too much of an asshole to ever settle for someone, and it would truly be a shock the day she ever finds out that he actually did, much less someone actively wanting to settle down with him!
Watching as he reached for his hair after she pointed out how unruly it was, the Powerpuff rolled her eyes yet raised a brow at him. Kind of funny how he says he doesnât waste hours on it, yet the second she made a comment about it, some ounce of curiosity and even offense towards his own hair was made. Even if Brick didnât realize it himself. âJokes on you, we know how to look good and write good music at the same time. I mean, ever seen how many streams The Powerpuff Girls has over The Rowdyruff Boys on Spotify? Weâre miles ahead of you because everyone does love listening to our music.â She shrugged. And even if people only listen to them because they liked how she and her sisters looked, than more of a reason to why Bubbles pointed out his hair. They can be hot and still make good music.Â
Brick cocked his head as Bubbles tried to explain what it was like to have sex with the right person, his almost ever-present scowl set in place as he grappled with the concept. What did she think, there was a perfect person out there for everyone? All matched up in ideal little pairs? Didnât she realize that even if such a thing as soulmates existed for humansâthey werenât created by any god. They were made by mad scientists, in a lab or a prison. The Rowdyruff boys being intentionally designed as equal opposites to the Powerpuff girls meant they were probably the closest thing to âsoulmatesâ with their respective counterpart in the other trio than any mortal would be. (Were soul enemies a thing? That would be a better descriptor of the nature of their relationship.) In any case, there was no right person for anyone born of chemical X: only pathetic humans to play with until they couldnât keep up anymore. Bubbles was such a dumb little hopeless romanticâonly she could think she was in love when the truth was that she wasnât right for anyone. Alone in near-singularity, just like her sisters, like his brothers, like him.
âWhatever,â he replied, dismissing her whole argument with a word because he couldnât tell whether to pity her for being so ignorant to reality, or envy that she could beâbecause she did seem annoyingly happy. Maybe ignorance really was bliss. He was only set back into angry mode when she challenged him by bringing up the streaming charts of their bands. If The Rowdyruff Boysâ music was in the lead, he would have bragged about it too, but when she brought up the numbers he scoffed and brushed it off. âYeah, sure. Your musicâs only popular âcause itâs bland enough to appeal to the masses. Doesnât make it good music.â Or maybe it was because the girls themselves were popular due to their status as superheroesâwhich Brick didnât think meant people cared about the quality of their art, but he also didnât think pointing out that the powder puffs were simply more likable was a point in his favor.
âI punched a wall. And then I punched it a few more times. It was the first time I felt anything all day.â
â (via 50shades-of-you-and-i)

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At this point, Bubbles was genuinely laughing at him. Oh, how fun it was to get on Brickâs nerves! The blonde doesnât normally get the chance to deal with the redhead as much as her sisters does, each Powerpuff opting to deal with their respective counterpart over switching around since it was usually easier to defeat the Rowdyruff Boys that way. Although with the history she personally has with Boomer, dealing with him had became a lot more complicated since their break up, and it only became much worst after what he had done to Morty. But this wasnât Boomer who she was dealing with right nowâ it was Brick. And maybe he isnât enjoying this encounter with her as much as the blonde was, but surprisingly, the red Rowdyruff was the breath of fresh air the Powerpuff needed right now. Aka, she was finding extreme enjoyment in pushing his buttons without as much as lifting a finger to do so.Â
âIâm so fucking, what? Use your words, Bricky.â She taunted, playfully rolling her eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose. She knew he was about to insult her once againâ hurling insults as if any of them would actually hurt her feelings. Bubbles was sensitive, but only if she took his words to heart and at the moment, hardly anything Brick was saying offended her as much. As long as she kept the conversation as far away from relating to Morty as possible. It was as if he got completely fed up with her, causing the blonde to snort at his question. âChihuahuas are only assholes if you provoke them, which in your case itâs no wonder they do because all you like to do is try and provoke everyone.â Bubbles claimed, with a hand against her hip. âAnd I may have an ugly pug face to you but I still get laid way more than you ever willâ which is saying something because if you think Iâm ugly then woof, you must not really look at yourself in the mirror much. Actually, Iâm sure you donât. Look at you! You have twigs in your hair! Do you even comb it?âÂ
âDoes your boyfriend know how much you get laid? Just making sure it is him youâre sleeping withâyou know, your bestieâs habits might have rubbed off on you.â That was a low blow, considering Brick himself was the one Millie had cheated on his brother with, but the point still stood. Bubbles was somehow trying to argue that she was more attractive than him, which was a total joke. âUnless you think fucking one person more than once makes you a sex symbol,â he added with a scoff. If that was how low the bar was, he could reach it too. He just wasnât interested in long-term relationships, but he could get one if he wanted. That Ellie who came to a couple of the Rowdyruff Boysâ shows was a good example; he bet he could lock her down easy, she was so manipulable. Maybe he would, just to prove it to himself that he could. At least until she ended up getting too clingy and annoyingâthen heâd break it off.
In the moments he had been concocting this idea, Brick had almost forgotten where it came from, and that he was still talking to the blue powder-puff. âMy hair?â he replied in bemusement as he snapped back to focus, reaching up to feel it. What was wrong with his hair? Actually, it didnât fucking matter. He was the opposite of the pink ranger for a reason. âBlondie, I donât waste hours a day doing my hair like you and your sister. Maybe if you spent more time working on your music than looking in mirrors and combing your hair, your shit would actually sound good.â
Ellieâs cheeks heated up as Brick responded a little more directly, something she wasnât normally used to. She always had to sneak around in the past, and that was a habit she was still trying to break. It was also fun to play innocent at times, but his straightforwardness was undeniably hot â he saw through her act easily and knew what she really came for. Biting down on her lower lip, Ellie nodded, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. âSure, this place is getting lame anyways,â she played it off with a smile, finishing the rest of her drink in a few sips before standing from the barstool.
âBecause Iâm not playing anymore,â Brick replied, referencing the inside joke that had carried over from the first time they met, when Ellie had said his band sucked. He was going to get her to admit that his music fucking rocked, whether she was really just teasing about disliking it or not. She gave him a decent opening there by claiming the vibe of the venue had gone down, even if she was just saying it to not look so eager to leave with him. (She didnât have to pretend for him anyway, but whatever.) He reached over and untucked the piece of hair she had fixed, just to be annoying, and led the way to the door where he turned to face her with a devilish grin. âYou ever flown before?â
Boomerâs demeanor shifted momentarily as Brick grinned and attempted to insert himself into the situation â as if that had turned out great for them in the past. He couldnât tell if his brother was serious or messing with him, but if it was a joke, Boomer didnât find it amusing. Brick was quick to shrug it off though, assuming from the gesture that he didn't really mean it. Still, he couldnât be too sure. Instead of thinking more about Brickâs words, ignoring the thought of revenge sex that he was putting into his mind, he was interested to hear more about who his brother was spending his time with. âYeah? Whoâs the girl?â
It seemed like Boomer was done talking about his doomed love life, choosing only to respond to Brickâs mention of the girl he was hooking up with latelyâwhich suited the eldest Rowdyruff boy just fine. He was more than happy to talk about his own exploits. âHer nameâs Ellie. Sheâs medium hotâkinda short, but thatâs alright, I guess. Came to a couple of our shows and weâve been hooking up since.â Brick didnât think his brother was the sleeps-with-groupies type, so he continued on and tried to explain the vibe: âThe kinda girl who likes bad boys but also wants to fix you, you know? Fun to play with. Probably has daddy issues.â
If there was one thing Butch thrived in doing, it was causing mayhem and destruction. He was infamously known as the one between him and his brothers who caused the most destruction, always going nuts when it came time for it and rarely wanting to stop unless he was forced to. Even then, it took a good socking or two at him to calm the youngest down, or at best enough to divert his attention into doing something else. Butch just thrived for the adrenaline he getâs whenever he was in action. As he reached the gas station, it didnât take him long to get started, immediately tearing the cash register off of the counter and smashing the machine onto the ground. Dollar bills and coins flying everywhere yet he didnât stop to grab a single penny, opting instead to smashing and bashing everything within sight until the gas station was riddled with glass, broken produce, and rubble. Butch had been manically laughing throughout the entire time, his body buzzing all the same, but after both he and Brick took off towards another building, everything halted. âWe need to find someplace bigger. Maybe we can break into someoneâs mansion? Bet theyâll have all kinds of stuff we can destroy.â He remarked.
It was rare that Brick ever admitted that his dumb brothers had a good ideaâbecause usually he could just repeat their idea, take the credit and get away with it. What incentive did he have for rewarding their rare intelligent moments? Rather than complimenting Butch on coming up with a better target for their delinquency than a gas station, he called their mark: âThe Northwest family. It would be fucking hilarious to wreck their shit.â The Northwest Mansion was ostentatious and so seemingly inaccessible to the rest of the population, high on its hill and heavily guardedânone of which would prevent the Rowdyruff boys from breaking in. Showing that their attempts to protect their wealth and status were useless was a power move that would feel pretty damn good. Maybe the high of that wouldnât wear off so quickly like their minor heists did.
The frown on his face was an obvious sign that the blonde was able to get under his skin, her annoyingly yet cheery smile simply growing even after the red Rowdyruff claimed that he didnât âgive a shit about her or her little pet.â Again, Bubbles didnât like the nickname he was giving Morty, but what did she expect when talking to a Rowdyruff boy? The best thing for her to do is ignore the comments, because as long as her boyfriend wasnât being physically attacked again this time by himâand oh, how she would like to see the redhead try and test her if he didâBrick can keep yapping away with his name calling. Morty was still a better person than Brick or Boomer would ever be, and she wasnât about to let her fear of her superhero life get in the way of them being back together again. âAww, thank you Bricky! Chihuahuaâs are sooo cuteâ so iâll take that as a compliment!â Bubbles once again chirped.
She wondered if there was anything else Brick would attack her for besides her boyfriend or her intelligence. The blonde wasnât the smartest of her sisters, that wasnât anything new, yet obviously she wasnât as dumb as he was making her sound. Sure, she was playing dumb at him, but only because doing so would frustrate him even more, and seeing how her tactic was clearly working, that was quite the smart move on her part if she says so herself. âI know that number! Thatâs ten, right? Youâre saying you slept with only ten people? Wowââ At this, the Powerpuff actually chuckled, hand coming up to her lips as she did so. âNot going to lie, that is very low for you. But guess that proves my point about no one wanting to sleep with you then, huh?â Yet again, she laughed. âAww, itâs okay to admit it. I wonât judge you if you do.â
SometimesâŚsometimes Brick thought he hated the other two Powerpuffs even more than he hated Blossom. Sure, she was his natural opposite and mortal enemy, the one he personally wanted to destroy more than anyone else. He hated everything about her, from her little miss perfect attitude to the fact that she actually was annoyingly perfect. But the blonde one hereâshe was just plain annoying. At least Buttercup was tough and fun to fight with. At least Blossom was smart enough to present a strategic challenge. Bubbles drove him uniquely crazy by not attacking him physically or mentally, but certainly draining him emotionally with her cutesy, dim act. Actually, he was never quite sure if she was actingâhe couldnât tell whether it was genuine or willful ignorance. And he couldnât help himself from responding to the bait and arguing for his pride.
âObviously I didnât mean just ten people; I meant you can only count to ten. Youâre so fuckingââ He broke off, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. He was seriously going to get a headache from trying to communicate with this bubblehead. Dropping his hand and shooting her a red-eyed glare, he continued, âDo you even have a brain in there or is just empty space? I thought my brothers were dumb, but youâre something else. Itâs not even fun to insult you if youâre just gonna take everything like a compliment. Chihuahuas are assholes! And theyâre useless! Theyâre not a respectable breed at all. Youâre like aâa stupid little chihuahua with an ugly pug face.â

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"Ha! Only in your perverted little dreams, Brickhead," Buttercup continued to taunt him. She even stuck her tongue out at him childishly before the Rowdyruff boy took the chance to kick her back to the wall he'd been vandalizing. She hit the bricks harder than she anticipated, and it wasn't until she realized she had fallen against his pathetic art that she got up angrily again. "If you ruined this jacket, you're DEAD," the brunette threatened. She didn't actually have time to check whether her jacket was ruined as she floated up and charged at Brick again. "Of course you have all day, you're a loser with no life." Buttercup was already back to swinging fists. There was obviously a lot more she could do to really get him, whether that be the use of laser beams or even a fireball, but there was just something so satisfying about the feeling of her fists against his ugly face. She wouldn't give up even if she did technically have things to do, like band practice soon; she'd rather destroy everything in sight fighting this asshole than let him throw the last punch and hold the win over her head.
He bit out a scoff at the implication that there was any innuendo in the expletive he fired at her. Brick hardly saw Buttercup as a womanâwhich was to say, her femininity was recognized only in the ways that made him superior to her, not in the ways that made him view her as a sexual object. He wondered briefly if the blue and green powder-puffs taunted him about wanting to sleep with them was just because his idiot brothers couldnât resist getting their dicks wet, even by stooping to the level of fucking their super-heroine counterparts. Did they have to drag his reputation down with them? âI wouldnât give it to you if you begged for it, babe,â he retorted. When she picked herself up again with a threat about killing him if her jacket was messed up, he opened his mouth again to tell her that it would be doing the jacket a favor and immediately ate another of her punches. He would never admit it, but her right hook was really the most powerfulâŚbesides his own, obviously. He returned her blows, his aiming for the gutâboth of them treating one another like a punching bagâuntil he was yanked away from her by the back of his collar like a kitten being scooped up by the scruff. Humiliating position.
âBreak it up,â a grating voice chimed in his ear before he was dropped back on his feet. Blossom floated into his field of view, placing herself in between the two fighters with her arms crossed in evident disapproval of their antics. Her face read Why havenât you grown out of this yet? âYouâre not gonna be late to another band practice for this, are you? Heâs not worth it.â She spoke directly to her sister, ignoring Brick even as she referenced him. His blood boiled. Did she think he wouldnât fight her, too, even if he was outnumbered now? Almost as if reading his seething intentions, the pink puff shot him a withering stare, daring him to even think about it. A glittering breath exhaled from her lips like a silent warning. She could freeze him and they would be gone in the blink before he thawed himself out. Fuck her too.
"Right.." Boomer trailed off, who had a similar thought while he was confronting Melody; he had briefly considered how talking to his ex again after everything was stupid, but he couldn't help but say something when he saw her (or who he thought was her). It ended up being for the better that only Millie's twin had to endure listening to Boomer's woes rather than Millie herself. "What? No." He answered almost too quickly at his brother's next suggestion. Boomer hadn't even considered hooking up with Melody, though he should have expected such an idea from Brick. "I don't know," he backtracked a moment later, shrugging in an attempt to brush it off. "I don't think she's the hookup type."
Hearing Boomer answer no to the question of whether heâd hook up with the other twin, Brick almost rolled his eyes. Trust Boom to make the lamest possible choice in a situation. But then he added an I donât know, tacking on a comment about how the twin didnât seem to be the hook-up type. Brick grinned devilishly. âBet I could change that.â His smile dimmed after a moment and he shrugged the idea off as soon as heâd come up with it. âNah, actually Iâm messing with this one girl right now, and Iâm not bored enough yet to screw with that. You should go for the twin, though. Revenge sex is the hottest.â
âMe too,â Ellie agreed as she felt herself relax more, caused by a mix of the alcohol and his reassuring words. Maybe this wasnât a dumb idea after all â she was allowed to have fun! El watched Brickâs head tilt slightly, momentarily wondering if she was losing him, but his smile and response confirmed that she was simply overthinking it. Considering it had been a while since she really put herself out there, she was just out of her element. Ellie pretended to think about it for a moment. "Hmm.. Well, I guess since there's only one member here," she playfully pointed out the obvious, looking around as if to ensure that were true. She actually hadn't met the other band members the last time she saw them perform, but she could probably spot them if they were around. Ellie met the redhead's gaze again, feigning innocence. "Did you have something in mind?"
Acting like they didnât both know how the night was going to end was getting a little tiringâBrick preferred a much more direct communication style himselfâbut he figured it was still easier to go along with Ellieâs playful little game for a few more minutes than to start at square one with someone else. âSure do, but itâs not for a gentleman to say,â he answered, mimicking Ellieâs glance around the room, this time as if to suggest that they were in too public of a place for him to say his real intentions. He leaned in closer and added, âGood thing Iâm not a gentleman. You wanna get outta here, doll?â
Bubbles giggled. He could act like she hadnât struck a nerve, but it was as clear as day that she did and had been successful in annoying him with her baby voice. But just like how she was able to fire shots right back at him, the Rowdyruff continued to do the sameâ this time, by bringing Morty into it. At the mention of what Boomer did, the smile almost fell from the blondeâs face. She wasnât shocked that Brick knew what had happened, but she didnât like how he referred to her boyfriend as her âboy toyâ much less call the both of them idiots. âActually, I want to thank Boomer for what he did.â Bubbles claimed, once again reinforcing the smile she had on her face as she knew doing so would continue to aggravate the red Rowdyruff. âHe left a mark that nearly left a scar, and gosh am I so hoping it does because my boyfriend looks so hot with scarsâ I recon that Boomie did me a favor because he only made him even hotter than before.â She giggled yet again. Of course Bubbles had been nothing more than pissed at what her ex had done and she still was, but she wasnât about to let Brickie here get to her. âAwwâ sounds like someoneâs jealous~ Is it because no one wants to sleep with you? Orââ She purposely widened her eyes. âIs it because you wanted to sleep with one of us? Boomie had me for a while, and there is that thing between Buttercup and Butch⌠that has to be it, isnât it?â Â
Brickâs frown returned as Bubbles answered his goading with something he hadnât expected: a thank you for his brother. She was either being sarcastic or trying to prove that her boyfriendâs face getting busted up didnât bother her despite how obviously it did. Either way, her bragging about how hot scars looked on that human loser didnât affect Brick at all, confusing him more than anything else really with how she thought he would actually care. Maybe if Boomer was here to hear it, heâd have some kind of reaction, but the eldest Rowdyruff just rolled his eyes. âI donât actually give a shit about your little pet. Do me a favor and quit yapping. Youâre like a damn chihuahua.â
He was actually getting more annoyed with her stupid little giggle than anything she was saying and he was almost ready to call the whole thing off just to get away from the ear-piercing sound of her voice, but when she started accusing him of being jealousâŚThat couldnât stand. âSugar, Iâve slept with more people than you can count,â he replied, flashing another ingenuine smile. âGuess that doesn't mean much since you can only count toâŚâ He held up both hands, pretending to count how many fingers he had in a mimicry of how ditzy baby Bubbles always acted. When he got to ten, he shrugged. âTrust me, if I wanted to degrade myself by fucking one of you puffs, it would have already happened.â
It almost made it more infuriating that Buttercup was giving Brick exactly what he wanted by fighting him, only making her hit harder but still not satisfying her fury. The green Powerpuff was seeing red. She kept her hard exterior even as he fought back, not letting him intimidate her. "Try me, Bitch," she taunted back as more fists were thrown, only continuing to use the same insult to get further under his skin â she had to teach the rowdyruff a lesson to not call her sisters that, after all. "At least a girl fights better than you!" Angrily, the brunette grabbed him by the fabric of his shirt and threw him to the ground, floating above him after and crossing her arms over her chest. She knew it wouldn't be over that easily, both of them being hot-headed and stubborn, but it was still fun to push his buttons and pretend so. Buttercup shot him a playful smirk. "You were saying?"
âFuck you, B-cups,â Brick spat, refusing to let the Powerpuff have the last word even if she knew exactly the kinds of things to say to rile him up. He wouldnât stay down for long either, launching himself back off the ground and leveling a kick at her to hurl her into the same wall sheâd shoved him against. He didnât care about messing up his tagâit wasnât art to him, it was just destruction of property. Heâd be just as happy to wreck the building by cracking the bricks with Buttercupâs hard head. âI can go all day. Try me.â At this point, it wasnât a competition of strength or stamina between them, but sheer force of will. Who was going to decide they had better things to do first?

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"I'm bored. Let's break into a gas station store." -Brick [ @brickjj ]
At the mention of breaking into a gas station, a wicked smile instantly appeared on his face. While breaking into places was a typical Tuesday for The Rowdyruff Boys as they enjoyed causing chaos and destruction whenever they felt like it, it never cease to pause the excitement that brews within him whenever he thought about the kind of chaos and destruction he could cause. And boy, does Butch live for the high he gets whenever he does so. âHell fucking yeah!â He wickedly agreed, fingers twitching already with prospect when they havenât even reached the gas station yet. And Butch wasnât planning on waiting any longer, the idea was already in his head, and without even a second thought, he shot towards the direction of the gas station, not caring to wait for his brother to catch up when Brick will. âLetâs trash the place!âÂ
Brick took off quickly after his brother, pleased at how easy it was to get him to go along with his ideaâeven better, Butch expanded on it to include trashing the place, not just breaking in to steal some shit like Brick had originally planned. The more destruction they caused, the better. They were created for chaos like this; it was their element. Actually, they were created to beat those stupid Powerpuffs, so they were probably the most in their element when fighting them, but wreaking havoc in general was a close second. When they got to the gas station, he punched through the front window and shook the glass off his knuckles, reveling in the sting for the way it made him feel something. But when they finished wrecking the place and took off to perch on the roof of another building, coming down from the high, he felt empty again. âHeyâŚYou bored again?â he asked Butch, frowning.
"Am I that predictable?" Ellie's smile was more visible as she brought the drink away from her lips. Knowing her best friend and her brother, the two of them would eventually be wondering what El's been up to and catch on â they'd likely tell her she should stay the hell away from guys like this, a lucky guess based on how protective they've been since the move. Maybe she was just trying to prove a point to them, that she didn't need anyone hovering over her and monitoring her all the time. The knowledge that they'd disapprove only pushed her further to do what she wanted â and people really believed that she and Scamp had nothing in common. "I came for some entertainment," Ellie shrugged casually, "but that doesn't mean it has to be from the band."
Predictable was one word for it, but Brick didnât think calling a woman that was going to get him anywhere with her. âIâm glad to see you again,â he said instead. Complimenting her choice to show up rather than calling her basic. He cocked his head to the side a little and assessed her as she admitted that she was up for some entertainment besides the band. How coy. Brick could play along and act like they didnât both know she was down to fuck the moment she decided to come back to the show. âHow about one member of the band?â he asked, smiling like he thought he might actually have to convince her.