BUTTLORD

                THEY SAY A NEW KID                                BROUGHT A WHOLE NEW HERO TO TOWN .

❝ i don’t think i’ll be able to make it , butt kid . i don’t think i have the energy . ❞  —   it’s being sapped from him by these temptresses, who have their pretty little claws dug into him, draining away his life force and his dads money. they’re his kryptonite. his weakness. succubi taking all he has. one can’t simply expect him to get up and walk away from it, can they?

               A DANGEROUS GAME  //  SIRENS SONG  seems to dig its claws deeper into familiar foe ,  a charming spell no doubt catering to the fourthie’s weaknesses .   although her costume is already a bit revealing ,  the vigilante marks her stance wide ,  folded arms leveled like they’re meant to frame some grand reveal .            ❛      you’ve been seduced by fellow mosquito bites ,  but you have yet to see  THESE !      ❜

               arms open wide ,  a sight to behold as chest produced  ( &&. often overlooked by the guys )  showcases two pre-developed breasts ,  already on their way to a full b cup this young .   is she ashamed ?   absolutely ,  but she’ll weaponize these  bad boy boobies  if it’ll knock some sense into the malaria menace .

               OLD TOWN BLOOD  //  HABITS DIE HARD ,  penpal letter clutched in gloved hands that crumple the writing .   it had been years since she last saw the shoreline ,  the roar of ocean waves ,  the scent of fried food  &&.  sea water mixed with the boardwalk lights .   she remembered her young childhood friend well ,  how they used to scurry around the elementary school halls during class time with their bathroom passes  &&.  rig lockers to explode with ink packs .

               excitement boils in snow boots as she stands outside her front stoop ,  waiting for the vacationing family to pull up in front of her wintery yard  &&.  see those bouncing black locks charge at her like bull horns .   once the caravan does arrive ,  blank eyes blink away the shock of new outfit ,  of bunny ears barreling down her lawn to collide  &&.  crash their noggins together in an abrupt headbutt .   falling back onto her steps for a haphazard collapse ,  a hand comes to forehead to knead away the now growing bruise .

                                ❛      HEY  louise ,      ❜            starts sharply ,  spoken through grit teeth  &&.  hissing breath ,  already asthmatic from being knocked down like a hockey opponent .   an eye opens finally to find her friend ,  smile awkwardly crackling across delirious vision   /   still half blinded by the concussion .

boooooo

i get you have a crush on him or whatever but do I have to be the digital equivalent of the guy passing your notes to him in class

it’s almost like we’re whispering

you can flood his dms if you want dude i have never talked to that guy in my life

i’ll @ you whenever i feel like it

also why are we typing so small

bitch

               quietly stares at her pocket bible ,  her porcelain menorah ,  &&.  crystal pendant for communing with auras .   when will she admit her complex religion fiasco .   born under jewish culture ,  forced into catholicism ,  shifted into wiccan practice .

            “   WMMMFPH  ?!   NMMMMPH  …   fffmmmph  .   nmph   smmffrph   mmrpph  .   bmph  ——   ymmph ,   uh  .   ymmph   knmmrph   mph   cnnmmph   trrmph   thmmph ,   rmmff  ?   mph   wmmrrph   jmmmph   kmmmffrph  .   ”   kenny   looks   sheepish   as   he   handles   the   wad   of   notes ,   attempting   to   push   it   back   into   the   girls   hands  .

               SMILE CRACKS  //  BREAKS THE CROWN   entitled upon queen’s brow ,  messy grasp shoving plastic baggie of bills  &&.  coins back into the mccormick’s palms .   he’s so cute when he’s muffled ,  poor fella must be getting all the fur in his mouth though .   better not taste like faux when they kiss later !

(002.)   i’m not elitist in the slightest! i actually really hope to make new acquaintances here  &&.  get to know those on this platform, so anyone’s welcome to reach out. the typical “no-no” people are exempt from this privilege.

(003.)   ships ARE a possibility, but not all of them will be HEALTHY.  be warned: this blog might contain toxic relationships as well as mental manipulation  &&.  heavier psychological aspects ;   these topics will be tagged accordingly.

(004.)   this blog is M for adult themes, although i myself am 21.

(005.)   heavy topics may occasionally appear in some threads. this includes mentions or detailed explanations of manipulation, assault / violence, injury, heavy stress / trauma, abuse, death, offensive topics, and genocide.  i will try my best to tag these along with any possible triggers.

“What? Um…yeah, sure. I don’t know what you think you’re gonna accomplish though; I’ve been banging my head against this fucker for about fifteen minutes already.”

Still, Kenny’s pretty interested in seeing what New Kid can do. That’s why he takes the snowball pressing against his nose to keep holding it in place, freeing her up to do…whatever she has planned.

               DETERMINATION // EYES FLARE with an idea as kenny switches pressure from new kid's temperate touch , applying his own care as she reels back . gloves dust on coat , brush blood &&. snowflakes from fingertips as butthole levels with the opponent in question . with punches that can bend parking meters &&. bust atms , a vending machine meant NOTHING to the sheer measure of her strength . palm braces knuckles to crack them in preparation , if not to adjust gloves for the sheer amount of brute skill about to be shown .

               not once does she glance back towards kenny , having enough faith in him to handle his own wound , stepping up to plate in front of the vendor . a breath oozes steadily from chapped lips , fist raised to diaphragm height . two poffs of fist connecting to braced palm , the unseen mashing building up power to exert a DRAGON FORCE PUNCH in the ways of a martial artist class . back reels fist , the fire embellished fury hurled forward to smash glass without once getting cut by the remains or the flying debris that scatters into the snow around her .