#butcher answer.

@wihlted sent : { roadside } : our muses pull over to the side of the road to have sex / butcher

one hundred miles. it's not a lot by the standard he's learned to set in american terms, but it's still over an hour. ten miles in, she'd started looking at him funny. twenty, her hand had found his thigh, which he'd taken into his own grasp only for her to slip it out again and sigh. it's thirty miles in that it clicks.

@wihlted sent : snuggles in lap for whoever

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nala, leonard, butcher, klaus and xephyr.

tagged by: @rasskaz4ik for nala & leonard, and stolen for the others! tagging: @wihlted, @awkwardcourage, @garglemyballsack, @thcbvtcher / @starliqqht, @etharest && you !! tag me so i can see it.

NALA.

she is an introvert. ✘ she is awful with technology and don't know how to use a smart phone. ✘ she is constantly singing for no reason. ✘ she listens to 80s music. ✔ she is not good with social cues. ✔ explanation: she's not introverted, she's just better than all of the people around her and refuses to lower herself to interacting with them. she is a tech wiz and picked up the technology of starfleet within days despite the 300 year gap between it and what she had last utilized. she never sings; it is a waste of valuable time, air and energy and you're not worthy of hearing it. she loves classical by modern standards when she's officially enlisted in starfleet, favoring the beastie boys, queen, cyndi lauper, ac/dc and guns 'n' roses. she doesn't have time or enough care to figure out if you're sad because you're frowning or distant; tell her or fuck off.

LEONARD.

he gets ready for christmas way to early. ✘ he stole a lollipop at the checkout when he was 5 and he still feels guilty about it. ✔ he is not allowed to drink energy drinks. ✔ he likes to sing at four in the morning. his neighbors hate him. ✘ he had an emo phase. ✘ explanation: he actually doesn't celebrate christmas for a very long time because it's a sore spot after his divorce from angelina, though he will get gifts for his mama and serena, and after ellie mae is born he starts to decorate with more emphasis after lizzy comes to live with them. he didn't even realize it was stealing until he was in the truck with his dad eating it and mark asked where'd you get that champ and leonard suddenly felt so bad even though later on maggie told him that his dad actually paid for it. less that he's not allowed, he just won't because they're really bad for the health of humans and he prefers coffee anyway. even if he does sing, that early even, it's never that loud because it would be a lullaby for ellie mae or something soft for serena only for whoever it is aimed at, very quiet and private. that man has been y'all'd to death; he didn't wrassle gators for you to assume he would let his hair get in the way or his phat ass would fit in skinnies.

BUTCHER.

he shops exclusively at hot topic. ✘ he sings in the shower. ✘ he can't sit in a chair properly. ✔ he has punched a hole in the wall. ✔ if he was presented with an intergalactic portal, he would enter it without question. ✔ explanation: he looks like it, if we were talking about older hot topic but we're not; he looks like he's from the porno version of the matrix, get it right, GOD, IDIOTS!!! he dies in the shower occasionally, but he doesn't really sing often enough for it to be definitive, though he has caught himself being n*sync pilled by nelly a time or two after she was taken by vought. he manspreads, one leg up with knee towards his chest, criss cross applesauce, you name it; never correct, always radiating phat dick energy. this one's a given, on purpose and on accident and while fistfighting god (homelander) or his daughter. hell yeah he's going through that, his first wife came out of one so there's probably all kinds of cool shit in there!

KLAUS.

he has punched a hole in the wall. ✔ he killed princess diana. ✘ he likes board games, but no one else wants to play with him. ✔ he has one, very simple word that he cannot figure out how to pronounce. ✔ he got hit by a bus once. ✔ explanation: purposely and in the midst of a fight several times but it was more 'damn i need to check if this arm works and can go through brick'. baby no. it's not that no one wants to play with him, it's that he cannot bring himself to play games again because he used to play with lore every tuesday and friday all night long, and it just brings up too many painful memories and flashbacks. you leave that man and his heavy german accent alone. is this really surprising, or that he survived and just kinda got up and kept running from the dynacorp cops.

XEPHYR.

@cripplemagics sent : Aoi’s left a bracelet that says ‘best fake dad’ on it and a doodle of terror on the table for butcher. Supposedly you get dads grilling equipment or golf clubs for Father’s Day. Maybe he could use the clubs to bash someone’s head in. But this felt more personal.

there isn't much that surprises him anymore, between the fact that he'd been married to a dragon for over a decade and that superheroes are a thing that he's actively fighting against, and that he's pretty certain that he's accidentally gone and made his dog immortal. nothing is really shockworthy beyond all of that.

but on the little table in the space he has carved out for himself, serena and terror in the more back end of the abandoned elementary school, there's these small gifts. they aren't from hughie or dogmeat, clearly, and none of the others see him that way. it's the little signature on the back of the doodle that clues him in finally, and he has to settle down in the chair nearby with both items in hand to really process.

aoi is a good kid, for the most part. all of the people that have come to refer to him as some form of father figure are. but it's only here that he realizes how many of them there are. how many lives he's been lucky enough to touch in a way that he's going to deem positive, especially amid all the shit that they're currently having to endure because of him. for aoi to give even these simple things...

@awkwardcourage sent : "Hey, um, I just thought I'd… uh, I'd get you something. Because… Well, you know it's- anyway, here, I hope you like it." (for Butcher on Father's Day :3)

there's only a slight pause to what the man's doing before it stops completely, because the paperwork for the fucker they'd nibbed earlier in the week had already been put off this long, it could wait a while more. butcher stands up from where he'd been rolled too tight under the desk there in the flat iron, taking a step closer to hughie and furrowing his brows a touch.

"cause it's what?" he asks briefly, but then he catches a glimpse of the card already opened on his desk from the blonde that isn't in town at the moment, so couldn't do much more than that and a call to check on him, make sure the old butcher man isn't getting into too much trouble.

@serpentpawn sent : “Must you swear so much?” For Butcher, unprompted.

@queensupe sent : did you two have a nice chat? - butcher

"why don' ye jus' ask what ye really mean to?" he's been skirting back and forth between the little apartment complex two streets over and the flatiron almost daily for the last two months, but now this comes up. he can't be positive why, but he has suspicions he won't pin to the wall just yet.

but he's on his way out there again, now.

@wihlted sent : if you'd rather be with her, then just tell me. / butcher

it isn't even an argument. not a discussion, nor a conversation. it's silence, and then that, coming from where she stands not far from where he's perched on the edge of his desk in the flatiron. twenty floors up, and he'd been staring out the window to the ground below, farther away than he'd like to admit.

he hadn't seen nelrathe that afternoon beyond a semi-familiar figure skirting through the skies, but serena had fully crashed into the drake. on their way to her practice, on a day that had been fine until that point. and now, hours later, she's finally giving up what's kept her silent since.

william pushes off the desk, his attention immediately on her as the words start to leave serena's mouth. if you'd rather be with her — and he's on his feet, stepping towards her. then just tell me — and he's speaking over her to try to get her to understand.

"when will ya get it through that pretty li'l skull a' yers that you —" he enunciates the word as unaccented as possible as he places his hand under her chin to get her to look up at him, "— are all i want?" now, he's tipping her so she has to at least work to not look at him.

through this, he's softened more than he already had been when they'd gotten back to the building as the sun had been going down. features follow, thumb gently touching at the front of her chin as he brings his other hand to try to uncross her arms, take one of her little mitts in his own.

"i chose you. i choose you. i will keep choosin' you." he's close enough that if either of them breathes to deeply, it will be the other's breath they take in.

there's a brief moment where he stops speaking, only for his pickup to shift. "d'ye wanna know what i've been thinkin' 'bout this whole time?" there's no chance for her to answer him before he's just giving it, knowing that she needs it. "been thinkin' 'bout how best t' ask ye t' take me t' see yer brother, so i can ask her for a divorce."

william gives her all of ten seconds to process, to assume.