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Butthead, now a meth-addict, low-life, unmedicated psychotic trucker on parole, runs into his long-lost best friend, Beavis.
It's been seven years since they last saw each other in a dramatic ending to their once ineffable friendship and everything has changed.
Beavis knows better than to trust his dangerous old friend, but, getting back with him looks to be the better option in his life now.
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They huff glue and fuck themselves sick.
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Butthead pulls out an old VHS tape one night when they’re bored. All of a sudden, they’re kinda, like, scoring.
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“What?” Butthead's grin twists into something grotesque, showing too much gum, his thick tongue rolling over the syllable. That stupid chain bounces against his sweaty collarbone as he leans impossibly further. Droops his eyelids even lower, leering, licking across his teeth. “You scared of me, baby?”
Beavis’ mouth is hanging open a little at this point. He hates the way his body reacts— tensing, pulse jumping in his throat, a cold rush spreading through his chest that has nothing to do with the impending rain.
“C'mon, what's your name, huh? Bet it's somethin' pretty.”
“Beavis.”
The brunette's eyebrows skyrocket upon hearing his voice for the first time. Beavis misinterprets this as confusion, so he clarifies:
“Uh, that's my name. It's Beavis.”
AKA: Sheltered mama's-boy rich-kid Beavis meets a highschool dropout turned greasy construction worker Butthead, and- he doesn't know it yet, but he's about to get his life ruined.
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there's something wrong with him by xueyiqao for nicumkoro
Fandoms: Beavis and Butt-head
14 May 2025
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The blonde’s body shivers, but whether from fear or arousal is impossible to tell. Maybe both. Butthead's free hand slides down to Beavis' waistband, fingers dipping beneath the fabric to trace the skin there. He can feel the way Beavis' stomach jumps at the contact.
"You're so fucking easy," Butthead breathes, his mouth hovering near Beavis' ear. His thumb moves in lazy circles on the soft skin of his hipbone. Takes another hit and breathes it into his face, smoke curling from his lips as he speaks.
He notices the younger boy's jaw is still agape even after he'd stopped propping it open and he can't help but stare a little. His mouth looks so wet and hot and velvet soft and— God, he wants to stick his cock in there.
tldr: they get high and fuck
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A pair of ripped, stonewashed, skinny jeans sat at the bottom, wrinkled and covered in dust. They hadn't seen the light of day in ages. Butthead had yanked then out, sneering at the size— 29x32. He held them up, shaking them out like a matador's cape. ”What the hell was he doing with these faggy ass jeans?”
Butthead had stripped right there, not caring that Beavis was watching, and pulled on the jeans. Despite how tight they were sized, they fit him like a second skin, accentuating every curve and bulge of his lower body. They were vintage, and probably the most expensive piece of clothing he'd ever worn.
And he looked fucking good.