That's Brutal!

Buttercup? There isn't any Buttercups around here, you got me? My name is Brute, and don't you forget it. Otherwise I'll be more than happy to dish out the consequences. That wannabe "Buttercup" might be the toughest Powerpuff, but that's nothing in comparison to being the most brutal Powerpunk. Nothing can stand in my way-- I'm a full-time juggernaut. Wanna test it out? Try me! I'll punch in your teeth and watch you choke. [Independent Brute blog from the Powepuff Girl comic 'De Ja View' featuring the Powerpunk Girls. >Older!Brute FC: Fairuza Balk (or) Joan Jett]

[snailsandsnark]

It didn't take long before she was squishing his cheeks--just like before. He noticed it was something she'd do once in a while now-which he had gotten used to. His eyes widened for a minute before grabbing her wrist once again, trying to stop her from playing with his face.

             "You haven't sunken any of my battle ships,Brute."

At least not yet. 

[vinegarandvitriol]

Butch grabbing onto her wrist didn't stop anything-- it never did. She liked toying with his face. It made him a bit pissy, so what was cuter than that? "No? Lame." Brute replied bluntly, clamping tightly onto his face. For the second time, she moved in as though she was going to kiss him, lips only a hair away-- to which then she licked straight up his face. Over his mouth, nose and straigh to his forehead. "How about now?"

[snailsandsnark]

◖-He was fuming--cheeks burned red and his blood was boiling underneath his skin. It was partially because of the kiss and because she was toying with him.

                         "You jus' pulled my pants down, obviously!" 

How come she always had a way to make him angry? Butch wouldn't stay mad,though--he couldn't. With a face like that? No. Instead, for payback he flew over to her level. "Tag--I'm it." -◗

[vinegarandvitriol]

"I was curious what your underwear looked like." Brute laughed. "They're cute. Green, huh? For such a tough guy you're pretty good at matching your clothes."

She watched as he rose from the ground, smirking as they were now eye-to-eye. "Hiya, Fluffy." She mocked, squishing his cheeks with her hands. "Oh, we're playing tag now? Bummer, and here I thought I just sunk your battle ship."

[snailsandsnark]

◖-Butch had to admit that Brute looked quite nice in his belt. It fit her well, almost as if it were made for her. His thoughts became interrupted by his pants suddenly dropping just a few inches above his knees. For a moment he couldn't even believe he took a liking to this girl in the first place.

                                      'F U C K - Y O U'

                                  There was a hint of embarrassment on his face. The raven hair's boxers were fully exposed and she was laughing. "You think that's funny!?" He called out hotly as he pulled his pants back up and lazily buttoned them.-◗

[vinegarandvitriol]

Brute couldn't help but giggle. His face was so friggin' mortified-- and now he was cursing and swearing? How cute. She flew down, swirling around the boy to float just behind him. "No thanks." Brute replied, ruffling his hair and continuing to laugh. "Yeah, I do. Have you seen your face?" She grinned, hovering downward and planting a kiss on the top of his head. "For someone who claims he's so rowdy and 'ruff', it's pretty hard to believe with a face like that."

[snailsandsnark]

Butch jerked a bit. He knew she was one to  try something funny.

"You know--You can take it if you want it that bad." A smirk made its way to his face as he began unbuckling the band.

[vinegarandvitriol]

Brute grinned as he unbuckled his belt, only to yank it straight out of his belt loops once it was unhooked. Buckling it around her own hips, she leant down a touch, only to swiftly pull down his jeans. "Thanks for the show, Fluffy." She laughed, floating above him at her freshly pantsed victim.

[snailsandsnark]

"Well-There was no reason for you to be lookin' down there. Was there?"

[vinegarandvitriol]

"Don't flatter yourself, peewee."

She reached down, hooking her hand around his belt buckle. Purposely getting a little too close. "I was just lookin' at your belt. I like it. I might even steal it."

[snailsandsnark]

vinegarandvitriol reblogged your post and added:

“‘Coz you’re cute, why else?”

"Tch, Yeah.. Tell me somethin' I don't know."

[vinegarandvitriol]

"Sure, Fluffy."

"Your fly's down."

[snailsandsnark]

Talked to Brute lately? Or has there been minimal conversation when you two "meet"?

"We haven’t met up, lately. We don’t really talk much either. She jus’ likes to bother me—I don’t even understand why."

[vinegarandvitriol]

"'Coz you're cute, why else?"

[snailsandsnark-deactivated20140]

"Yeah,Gross. At least it's better than getting paired with bubblegum."

[vinegarandvitriol]

"As if."

"If someone paired me up with sour green apple bubblegum I'd leave you in a heartbeat."

[snailsandsnark-deactivated20140]

  "Your stutter says somethin’ different, Fluffy."

"Look who decided to show up--People are pairin' me with you."

[vinegarandvitriol]

"Gross. Me and you? I guess people are crazier than we are."

[snailsandsnark-deactivated20140]

Well, this was odd. The nickname didn't bother him much at the moment--'fluffy'. His mouth became dry which only caused him to lick his lips as he pressed them together. "I'm only sure when it comes to kickin' someone's ass but, you know..adding this to the list wouldn't be so bad either." Butch dragged his thumb along her bottom lip. Her lips did have a nice shape. They were soft and full.  He barely even noticed her thumb brushing against his piercings. Brute's question only made him remove his finger from her lip and lean in closer to her ear.

"Nothing happened, I was always this way--you just never cared to notice, doll." The Rowdy Ruff spoke in a low smoothing tone as he continued to gently massage her thumb's knuckle with his opposite hand. 

[vinegarandvitriol]

Brute just gave a snort of a laugh, keeping her eyes focused on Butch's piercings. "Jumping the gun seems to be you kind of thing," she said. "But, maybe this time you're not. Maybe I'll agree with you..." She grinned, closing in the almost all of the space between their faces once again only to whisper an almost seductive hiss, "Maybe." Raising an eyebrow at Butch's thumb at her lip, Brute couldn't help but crack a playful smirk. "Wipe off my lipstick and I'll beat you 'til your bruises are almost as black as it."

She tilted her head away slightly as he approached her ear. Hm. Him trying to take control of the situation wasn't really in her favour. She pushed him back slightly, though, their hands were still tangled together. "I ain't no doll." Brute hissed. "Bummer. You broke your smooth streak with that. Just when this was getting interesting."

[tailsxtorment]

“Can people in this city get any dumber?”

[vinegarandvitriol]

"Not as long as you're the leading competition."

[snailsandsnark-deactivated20140]

He noticed the way their fingers had joined. It was strange-- she didn't push him away like he was expecting she would but then again--He had to expect the unexpected more often. Butch was a bit surprised by her action since it was something no one else had done but only went on to answer her question. "Yeah." Her next action only brought a small grin upon his face. Brute was only teasing--something he had always been attracted to. When she revealed her teeth, his grin faded as he brought his hand to the side of her face. There were many similarities between them but this might have been the first time he actually felt connected to the girl standing before him.

"I am pretty sure." He began to wonder why she would call herself a wilted flower. There were probably times when she was like a flower hugging a butterfly--at peace. There might have also been times when she was a flower yearning for her own reflection in the calm waters like, this moment. 

[vinegarandvitriol]

Despite only interlocking their fingers as an example, Brute had yet to let go. A rare gesture for the girl-- but not one she took much mind to. She liked Butch's company, there was no reason to be shy... not that Brute even knew what the first thing about being shy was anyway. However, she didn't expect Butch to be the same way-- despite the rest of their likenesses. She fully expected the boy to either back away or at least be slightly bashful at her approaches, but instead he remained fairly smooth. She supposed expecting the unexpected came into play for him too.

"Funny. I didn't think a kid like you knew how to be sure of anything," she paused and gave a cat-like grin. "Fluffy." As Butch's hand made contact to the punk's face, she only smirked in response, all while lifting her free hand to his face in return. Brute trailed her index finger down the bridge of Butch's nose, only to hook her fingers right back around his chin, her thumb carressing along his lip piercings. "So," she began."You're a lot more smooth than I remember. How'd that happen, hm?"

[mookie000]

[snailsandsnark-deactivated20140]

His emerald orbs were locked onto her's the entire time. It was as if she had been examining him and his pretty features. It in fact didn't bother him--she wasn't causing any harm, was she? But then again, a lady like her couldn't be underestimated. 

Butch gently got a hold of the hand she had laid upon his chin. Her hand felt warm--There was a myth he had heard before about people who had warm hands--they supposedly had cold hearts. The green ruff decided not to get too into it. He couldn't help but look down and notice the polish on her finger nails. This was something he'd take a note of--she knew how to pamper herself properly, even if it might have been a dark color. For a girl who was into getting into trouble, she took good care of them. 

He only gazed back up at her, unaware that he was still holding her hand. "Tch, whatever. I know I'm not." 

[vinegarandvitriol]

Brute smirked as the boy watched her with a certain sort of curiousity. His eyes, all too familiar to the ones she saw in the mirror every day, examining her almost the same as she was examining him. How cute, the traits they shared, even while observing one another. She raised an eyebrow as their hands became linked. Strange. Brute wasn't the kind of girl that liked to hold hands. In fact, she'd probably obliterate anyone that tried. But Butch was a bit different-- a bit too much like herself. There was no one Brute loved more than herself, after all.

"You sure about that, loverboy?" She questioned, twisting her hand to link their fingers together. It was both an example and a way of teasing him, of course. Tilting her head to the side, Brute moved her face forward as if she were leaning in for a kiss. But rather, as she approached Butch's lips, she bared her teeth like a wolf, only to give him a taunting grin.

[vinegarandvitriol]

Headcanon:  Brute smells like a mix of dirt, blood and sour apple candy. One more strong than the other depending on the day

[snailsandsnark-deactivated20140]

Butch could only feel the small puffs of air escaping her tinted lips as she spoke. "Don't jump the gun--You never know."  

He had a smug smirk on his face--The distance between them didn't bother him one bit. In fact, he was enjoying it--having a girl this close wasn't something he did often. 

[vinegarandvitriol]

Brute just rolled here eyes.  "The only one jumping the gun here is you, pretty boy." She tapped his cheek teasingly.

Moving her hand, she gripped onto Butch's chin-- albeit not as harshly as one would expect-- only to move his face around, analyzing it. He looked like Sid Vicious, so being this close to him didn't bother her one bit. In fact, while analyzing his features, Brute easily accepted the fact that he had a nicer jawline than her precious Sid.

[snailsandsnark-deactivated20140]

He could feel her moving in a bit more into him, which was in fact a bit stirring . Butch only let go of one of her arms and ran his fingers through his raven hair with his free hand.

"Tch, I thought I wasn't enough of a tough guy, babe." There was a smug smile on him. As he spoke, the guy had only moved in closer to her face.

[vinegarandvitriol]

"Yeah, and I thought you were ready to prove me wrong." Brute snickered, tilting her head to the side as their noses were merely millimeters away from touching.

"I'm not your babe, sweetheart."