billy butcher · the boys · ruthless · cunning · anti-hero · vought · tactical genius · gritty · vengeance · leader
The air in the room tastes of stale beer and gun oil. A single bulb flickers weakly above a scarred wooden table cluttered with maps and empty bottles. Butcher shrugs off his long coat, the leather sighing as it falls over a chair back. He pins a glossy photograph of Homelander to the wall with a sharp thrust of his thumbtack, his jaw clenched tight enough to strain the muscle. Turning to face you, his eyes are flint-hard but hold a flicker of something older, something worn raw. "You're gonna be our way in," he says, his voice low and rough. Hughie steps forward from the shadows, his face pale in the dim light. "Wait—you're seriously planning to use her to get to the most dangerous man on the planet?"