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tonixe · 1 year

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#n.o.t.e.s `` Happy New Year, let's start this year off with a bang \\

# w.a.r.n `` Non-con/dub-con, overstimulating, creampie, squirting..., p in the v, penetration, Breeding kink...fingering...cunnilingus

#p.a.i.r.i.n.g `` homelander x fem!reader

#w.c. `` 2.3k

"John," Madelyn spoke out, calling him into her office. She was sitting by her desk, filled with homelander plushies placed on the bookshelves room. As Homelander entered the office, his hands folded behind his back, "You called for me?" he said.

"Well, since your packed schedule and my care for you, you would need an assistant, especially with everything you're doing being American superheroes," Madelyn spoke, placing her chin on her prop-up hand.

"I don't need a babysitter, Madelyn." he shut her down immediately at the thought of it.

"Well, John is not a babysitter if you act like it is," she said as she got up from her chair and walked towards the known superhero in her office.

She kept spoking on, as the homelander kept his eye contact with her, not speaking as she started rubbing her hands on his bicep, "...But you know I would never think that you ever need one, but please at least do it for me, ....John" she gave him a reassuring smile.

"..Besides, she's gonna be here soon; it would let you down if you did have a tantrum now.." Madelyn sat down at her desk.

Homelander's eyebrows twitched as the passive remark that Madelyn said, "I do not throw tantrums-"

"Please, John, not right, no-" she was soon cut off by the sound of knocking

"Just in time, you can come in!" she yelled.

The door opened to attractive looking women wearing long sleeved white shirt with a brown tie enveloped on her body, adorned with extended brown pants accentuating her hourglass figure.

"Hello," you spoke to the two visible adults in the room, giving off a sweet smile to both of them as you held your Ipad in your hand.

"Well, Homelander, this will be your new assistant, Y/N L/N; she'll be charged with your scheduling and social media," Madelyn signed off and turned to the agitated blonde man.

"Im so lucky to work with the one and only Homelander" you smiled at him.

It makes it better since I'm being helped by a beaut like yourself" he gave off his signature smile, the one you'll usually see on TV or when he's on camera.

"Since you guys have already met each other, I think Y/N you can go; I just need to talk to Homelander some more," Madelyn said, crossing her legs.

You nodded your head as you stepped out of the office. As you closed the door, "I'm surprised you didn't hire someone. How do I say ugly." Homelander crossed his arms.

"Why would you think that John" Madelyn place her hands on her prompt on the palm of her wrist.

"Jealously, maybe," as he gave Madelyn a little smile.

"Why would I ever be jealous of another random woman, John" the blonde had a slight agitation in her voice."

"Sure" John ended the conversation and walked out of the office, dismissing Madelyn.

John came out of the office to see you outside the office pressing on your iPad. "Hi, boss," you piqued out.

"Oh, Hi Y/N!" he gives you a smile.

"Oh yea, I was planning to update your account, you know to advertise your movie coming up," you tilted your head, smiling as you pressed the iPad on your chest, pushing your chest up.

"That sounds great," he said as his eyes flick between you and your chest.

"I really appreciate that Homelander!" you gave him one of your sweet smiles; at that moment, Homelander didn't know, but inside his tiny heart, that was a hurtful pang from inside, especially when you gave him that smile. It felt like he actually felt something, looking at your face.

"Uh..yea," his face felt warm, maybe even hot. The first time he started stuttering over his words.

"Anything wrong?"

"No.."

"If you need me, I'll be in my office" you gave him another smile as you walked as he looked at you walking down the hallway, plainly looking at your ass.

As you walked down the hallway to your office, you were busy on your iPad, planning for your plans on PR work for Homelander's brand. You pushed strands of your hair over your ear. You heard an opening door into your office, and a familiar redhead came into the office, "Oh, hi, Ashley." you said to her.

"Hey Y/N, I just want to congrats you on the promotion," she said, as she sat down on one of the chairs vertical to the desk. "Thanks!"

"Oh, I also got you some coffee while I was on the break," she placed it on your desk.

"Thank you again, yeah, it's really something I wouldn't have thought Madelyn would do that, you know." you scratch the nape of your neck, "I totally get it" Ashley took a sip of her coffee.

"Oh yea, also Ashle-" you went soon cut off.

'DING' Ashley's ringtone went off, alerting her of some emails and text messages she didn't get, "Oh Shit, sorry, I can't really talk right now, but I'll come by your office, Sorry Y/N."

"It's okay" soon, Ashley started to scramble out of your office, "Alone again," you muttered.

You went back to working on a draft of your project, hoping for some success in making Homelander's brand since the Stormfront, Nazi shit happened. It was a coincidence that Madelyn would hire Homelander as an assistant; it was the most challenging time of his fucking career. You knew Madelyn was out to get you, fucking hag.

As you gave yourself a sight, unbeknownst to you, someone was watching you through your office.

5 hours later

You were a little bit tired, and you yawned. Your phone alarm went off, it was currently 8:30 pm, you looked outside of the window, it was dark since it was through the winter months.

As you turned off your Ipad and put it in the case, put it inside your bag. You wore your black jacket as you wrapped your scarf and hat.

Opening the door, turning off the lights, and walking down the hallway to the elevator shaft, you were texting Ashley on your phone.

"Ah-" you accidentally bumped into someone and you were slowly falling; you didn't feel the hard ground; opening your eyes to Homelander, his hands were wrapped around your waist.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," you apologized profusely.

"It's okay," Homelander said; you couldn't hide your red face away from time as he gave you a cheeky smile. You backed away from him as you grab your thing from the floor, as you fixed your jacket.

"Your going home?" Homelander said, "Yeah" you responded.

"I'm just a little tired; you brushed your hair back," you said, "Bye" it was a little awkward after what happened just now; you just immediately ran to the elevator, pressing the buttons down.

As soon as the elevator doors open, you go in. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better and less awkward than today; the last thing you see the door closed is the brief sight of the American flag.

3 months later

You walked into the Vought building, holding your bag as you walked to the elevator. Heel clanked down on the marble flooring, flipping your hair back as you waited for the elevator coming down.

Becoming Homelander's assistant was improving, the elevator door opening as you stepped into the elevator. Fixing up our outfit, as you pressed the elevator panel to the 99th floor, soon the doors closed as you felt the elevator going up.

You took out your phone, looking at emails and some messages from Ashley and some of your co-workers. Scrolling through it most of it, you really didn't care about that.

'DING' the elevator door opened up, and you walked down the hallway, walking to your office; you grabbed your key, unlocked the door, and to a Homelander in your office, sitting in your office chair.

"Good morning, Y/N," the supe said, standing up from your chair and walking to you as you closed the door and put your coat onto the coat hanger.

"Good morning Homelander-" you responded to him, as you flipped your hair back.

"If I could ask, how did you enter here? It was locked from the outside-"

"Doesn't matter," Homelander cut you off; he was now standing right at you. He put his hands on your shoulder as he smoothed them out, "You know, Y/N, you are such a good assistant; maybe the better coming from me would be impressive,"

Everything in your body was screaming as you looked around your office, as you put your hands on your face, covering it up from the blonde supe. "Homelander, uh, what are you doing" as you took his hand off your shoulders, backing up to the wall.

He cups your face as your eye looks intensely inside your e/c eyes, "Y/N...you know," Homelander gives a little chuckle to himself, then turns to look at you.

"You have always been in my mind, every single day, that something from me," he spoke; You were afraid, couldn't really move at all, maybe made yourself feel a little bit dirty, as your legs felt wetter, rubbing them as he kept talking. The fear made you feel a bit of pleasure.

As he places his hand beside your head on the wall, as you look down, turning your head to the side. He brings his mouth to your ear, whispering into your ear, "Your wet," as he removes his head from your ear.

Slipping his finger through your skirt to your panties, his fingers shortly played with your clit, his fingers sinking into your folds, lewd sounds coming from your mouth as you tried to covering your mouth. "You like that, don't you" he whispers into your ear before he makes brief eye contact with you.

"Nn-gah" you whine, bitting your lip.

He starts kissing your neck slowly down to your collarbone, as you felt his beady sky blue eyes on your body. His finger curling up into your pussy, you threw your head back, whining.

You felt dirty that you doing it, inside your office with American's golden boy, especially with being his assistant. You felt heat pooled to your lower abdomen, your face felt hot. Homelander's fingers going in faster into you, as your moans got louder and languid.

"That's right, don't hide your moans" He spoke out to you, as you squeeze your thighs between his arms, moaning out loudly to him. Your orgasm came into you, as you moan out loudly.

Your juices coming down from your legs, making a pool on your floor. Homelander took out his finger, as it was covered with your love juices. Your panting echoing the room, as he forced your fingers into your mouth, as you pressed down your mouth on to his finger, sucking them eagerly. The taste of you coating your whole mouth, you kept eye contact with your e/c eyes with his sky-blue eyes. As Homelander hoisted your waist up quickly slamming you onto your office desk.

He ripped your blouse with your f/c brassiere, and your boobs bounced as he pulled it. You turn your head away from him and bite your finger down, making yourself seductively. Your nipples hardened into the cool air. He started marking your chest. While he took off your skirts and panties. He dragged down his pants, revealing his red throbbing cock, the tip of his cock covered with precum. "Maybe I should make you my bitch, just for me to breed and have my children."

Grabbing your legs and laying them down on the side of his neck, you gripped his forearm tightly as he entered you, adjusting to his size.

As you roll your hips desperately for some friction, "P-lease.." you whispered, biting your lips. You looked utterly pathetic; your tights ripped, your blouse ripped into pieces, and your skirt was ripped, as your panties were probably with Homelander.

"You know, you look really pathetic right now," Homelander asserted to you, "..you should use your words, sweetheart," he cups your cheeks, "Come on, use your words, baby," he wooed.

"..P-please f-fuck me, make me your-" your glassy eyes looked at him, and as you held him before you could even continue, he plunged into you. Your boobs bounce up as he thrusts into you.

Your moans were chopped up as he rapidly rammed into you like a rabid rabbit; as he trusted up, you felt he was kissing up to your cervix. "Aah..N-ngh" whining out.

As you felt your orgasm coming,

"Fuck" he thrusted into faster as you felt some bruising up onto your pelvis; you felt him throbbing inside of you. Your eyes briefly saw white as liquid rushed out of you. Rutting homelander rutted inside you, feeling yourself seeing white. He kept jackhammering into your pussy, feeling bruising on your pelvis.

Your panting and moans are heard outside. "Fuck-"

As he thrust into you a few more times before rutting, feeling his hot liquid filling your womb. Panting can be heard throughout the office

"Not bad," Homelander said through his panting as he tucked his penis inside his boxer and pants, leaving you dripping covered in sweat, cum, bruises, and your ripped clothing. "Maybe, you can be used for something else, like my work bitch, ya definitely that." You didn't say anything, prompting yourself up on your elbows to look at him as he was getting dressed.

"Meet at my penthouse at 10" Homelander looked at you as he fixed his pant.

"Wear something sexy, too" he tilted his head at you, giving you one of his charming smiles, making you wetter. You watched him exiting your office.

"Damn it," you slam your head softly onto your desk, putting your hands on your face.

#homelander #homelander imagine #homelander the boys #homelander x fem!reader #homelander x reader #homelander x you #homelander smut #the boys season 2 #stormfront #supe #non con #tw noncon #dub con #madelyn stillwell #the boys

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pennywise-fucker · 2 years

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This Means War

Soldier Boy x Reader

Request: could we maybe get a jealous soldier boy?

Warning: Violence, Swearing

A/N: I'm actually not sure if you meant hc or reader insert, but I had an idea so here we are

Y/N laughed as the supe she was assigned to work with made the strangest shapes with his body. He was able to stretch it into just about any way and he was definitely the type to show off. "You really need to stop, Stretch", she chuckled, trying to get back to work. "Why, am I distracting you?", he asked, wiggling both of his eyebrows. Y/N rolled her eyes. "So, Y/N, what are you doing later?", he asked, and she shrugged, "I dunno. This if you keep distracting me", she teased, and he shrugged. "So, you're free?", he pressed, and she paused, looking at him. "Free isn't the word I'd use", she responded, feeling more awkward now. It wasn't a secret she was with Soldier Boy, so she didn't quite understand his angle. "What would you call it then?", he continued, stretching his head in front of her face. She moved back, "Look, I don't think it's a good idea", she said, getting up and walking to the other side of the room, getting water to try and put some space between them. He followed. "Oh, come on, you're in the need for some fun", he joked, getting even closer to her. Y/N turned to face him and sighed, "You know exactly why it's not a good idea", she sighed, and he kept his eyes intent on her, "Oh, so he can do whatever he wants, but you have to be faithful?", he pressed on, a little more intensely now. "It's...complicated", she shrugged, and he shook his head. "Oh come on, it's not complicated. Don't lie, you've thought about me naked", he joked, obviously trying to take the edge off of the conversation.

"I don't think you know what you're talking about", Soldier Boy's voice boomed, standing in the doorway and making his way towards them. "Ben-", Y/N started, but was cut off, "I think she's perfectly happy where she's at", he glared as he threw his arm around Y/N and pulled her against him. Stretch looked frozen, but pushed that to the side quickly, "I was just sayin', a beautiful women deserves to have some fun too", he chuckled awkwardly, which didn't calm Soldier Boy in the slightest. He removed his arm from Y/N and stepped up to Stretch's face, "Now, why the fuck would you think she's not having fun", he questioned, and Stretch grew more uncomfortable. "I- I was just joking around. That's all", eh assured him nervously, beginning to move back. "Ben", Y/N sighed and he put his hand up to signal her to keep quiet, "Maybe you should keep that joking to yourself unless you'd like something to threaten your health", Soldier Boy grinned, more malicious than anything else. Stretch nodded and hurried out of the room. "Pussy", Soldier Boy laughed loudly.

Y/N sighed, "Was that really necessary?", knowing she was probably going to have to be assigned with someone else now. Soldier Boy looked at her, "Was what necessary? Putting him back in his place?", he asked, raising his eyebrow. "He was harmless", she insisted, stepping closer to him now. "I'm sure he was, I wanted to make sure he stayed that way", he stated simply. She rolled her eyes, "I don't know why you had to be so intense about it, that's all", she sighed again, beginning to move past Soldier Boy. He stopped her with his arm and moved her back where she was, surprising her. "That laugh you had wasn't harmless. His interest was only temporarily harmless. You belong to me, and I will protect you in any and every way I see fit", he assured her, his tone not leaving much room for argument, but that wasn't going to stop her.

"So, you don't trust me to control myself, is that it?", she accused, and he rolled his eyes, "It's not about you. It's about men. And I'm telling you, he was going to keep trying until he got what he wanted", he explained, and Y/N glared, "But what does that matter if I keep turning him down?", she challenged, and he sighed, "This discussion is going nowhere. I did what I had to do. That's it", he stated, expecting the conversation to end, but it didn't. "Why is it so hard for you to admit you were just jealous?", she seethed, "That's it. That's all you'd have to say!". Soldier Boy laughed, "I'm not fucking jealous of a bendy straw, I just need him to know how easily he can be torn apart", he continued, shrugging it off. "Bullshit! You heard him making me laugh and it upset you. You 'know' men, so you 'know' how easily a man can lure a woman away and you're afraid!", she yelled, and he stepped to her, bringing his face close to hers, "I'm not afraid of anything", he glared and stared at her, knowing she'd eventually back down. She sighed, crossing her arms, "Why is it so hard for you to admit you have feelings?", she asked softly, putting her hand on his cheek and gently stroking it, watching him calm down with her touch. Soldier Boy sighed loudly, "Fine, if it'll make you feel better, I was jealous. Not because I think he could take you, but because you're mine and he needed to understand that. Feel better?", he asked, and Y/N nodded, giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. It was a step in the right direction, especially for a man like him.

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#my wriitng #reader insert #soldier boy #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy x you #supe #soldier boy hc #soldier boy fic #soldier boy fanfic #jensen ackles #the boys #the boys fanfiction #x reader #imagine #fanfic #fic #fanfiction #superhero #jealousy

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libertynstyle · 5 days

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#christy #christy turlington #fashion #style #style inspiration #stylist #stylish #superm #90s supermodels #supe #supermodel #beautiful women #black a #black and white portrait #black and white photography #black and white #black and white picture

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air2civ · 7 months

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Men stanning on Emma after episode 1. 🫣 🤣

I love her though!

#gen v #genv #the boys #godolkin university #spoiler #superhero #supe #vought

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larathefox · 3 months

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SCOTT BOW - The Boys

Remade my The Boys sona. I just gave him a new name based on his new power i gave him. The reason for the power change is.... stopping time at will is a bit too boring for someone to get into The Seven.

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marvelwitchergilmore · 2 years

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A Soldier in Montana

Summary; Butcher knocks out Soldier Boy and so he finds himself in the middle of nowhere with a woman who isn’t like most women he’s met before...

Warning: Swearing, mentions of death etc.

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"Whoa, hey, easy there Soldier."

He turned to look at her. Last he remembered he was in the middle of the city. Where was he now?

"Where am I?"

"On a ranch in Montana."

"Montana?"

The woman nodded. "Montana."

"Listen doll, I don't know who you are-"

"Sophia."

"Excuse me?"

"The name's Sophia. Not doll. Not sweetheart. Not darling. Sophia. I have a name. I'd prefer it if you used it."

Soldier was confused. He didn't really know what to say. He'd usually say something but she was a lady and he didn't know where he was so if he had any chance in getting out, it was her.

"What's yours?"

"What?"

Sophia rolled her eyes. "You're name, Soldier. What's your name?"

"Ben."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Ben."

"Where am I?"

"Montana. I told you." Sophia repeated. "Now, if you just sit down, I can check you over and make sure you're not dying. I don't know about you but I'd rather not have to bury your body in the backyard."

He had no other option, so he did as she said.

"Good."

"How did I get to Montana?"

"Butcher." Sophia told him. "They were the one's that woke you up in Russia. You exploded a building in Midtown so he tracked you down and knocked you out with some gas he picked up in the lab. He didn't really know where else to take you since Vaught's looking for the one who did the damage, so, here you are.”

"I need to go back."

However, as he went to stand up, Sophia's arm went across his chest and he was pushed back onto the bed.

"No, you don't, Soldier."

"How the fuck did you just do that?"

No-one ever had the strength to push Ben down. Ever. Not even those who were on his team. He was always the strongest. Always the one who could practically move mountains compared to the rest of them. And she'd just knocked him back onto his ass.

"That's for me to know, and for you to never found out."

"What are you? Are you a Supe? Answer me.”

Suddenly a hand was at her throat, nearly choaking the life out of her. Thankfully, however, Butcher strolled in through the bedroom door.

"Whoa, at ease Soldier. She's on our team."

He looked to Butcher for a few moments before finally dropping Sophia back to her feet.

"Nice timing."

"You're welcome." Butcher said before taking something out of the brown paper bag in his arms. "Got what you wanted."

From his bag he chucked over a packet of dish towels and a bag of ice.

"Thanks."

"You mind?" She asked, turning to Ben.

Slowly, she placed the cold wrapping to his cheek. Only now did he realise he had a small bruise to his cheek. He never bruised.

"Yeah, sorry about that Lad. It took a while before you'd go to sleep." Butcher explained before looking back to Sophia. "Oh, and here. They didn't have your usual so I got you what was left."

Butcher chucked her a tub of mint ice-cream before throwing her a bag of chocolate chips, one's she wasn't expecting so naturally as she looked up, they hit her in the face.

"Ooh, sorry, Love."

"Thanks, Butcher." Sophia replied, her eyes still closed before she slowly opened them again and picked the bag of chocoalte chips from the floor. "And I thought I told you - It's Sophia."

"Oh, come off it. You love it when I call you love."

Sophia sighed and walked around the bed. "No. I hate it."

"Do you always keep a spoon in your bedside cabinate?" Butcher asked her as she found one.

"Always." Sophia told him. "For every Saturday movie night."

"You mean where you watch Connery as Bond from the 60s. Do you even like the new movies?"

"I...like them. It's just...okay, look, they're classics. Hey, last weekend me and Kimiko watched Singing in the Rain. So, it's not always Bond."

"Who are you people?"

Butcher turned to look towards Soldier Boy. "I'm what you'd call...an Agent of the people. You know, helping clean out all those corrupt cunts from Vaught tower. And, after what happened in Midtown, I'd figure you might need our help. Especially after what you did to Countess in her trailer. So, I propose this to you. I help you clean up the rest of your team who sent you to the Reds and you help me kill their Number one. Homelander."

It took a few minutes but he eventually agreed. Butcher would handle the rest of Team Payback - as much as he hated it, but he needed to recharge. But, hopefully by the time Butcher would be finished, he'd have enough power to kill Homelander and finish what Butcher started.

"So, you recooperate here and I'll be back in a couple of weeks."

However, as Butcher began to leave, Sophia realised what he just said. However, as she finally caught up to him, he was almost out of the front door.

"He - He can't stay here. He needs a trained professional. Not a...ranch owner with telekenetic powers."

"Hey, you're the only one out of us, or anyone, who has enough strength to handle him. So, it's either you or he blows up half of the country."

"What am I meant to do with him?"

"Teach him the ways of modern life." Butcher offered after a moment or two. "We both know he's gonna need it."

"Butcher, he's the 80s Homelander. Why are you working with him?"

"Because he's the only one who has enough power to perhaps kill the cunt. I owe that much to Becca."

"Becca wouldn't want you pumping your blood with green stuff."

"Green- How did you-"

"Are you kidding?" Sophia asked him. "I can practically smell the rotting flesh on you for down the road. And, you're brain's bleeding." She said, pointing to Butcher's ear. "It's slowly killing you and you might not like it, but I'd rather have you living than dead in a ditch somewhere because you just couldn't let this mission go."

Butcher didn't say anything else other than got into his car and said; "Just keep an eye on him. I'll be back in a couple of weeks."

Without another word, Billy pulled down the road leaving nothing but dust in his place.

"Guess I'll start making breakfast."

#solider boy #solider boy x oc #soldier boy x you #the boys #butcher #the boys season 3 #lots of swearing #soldier boy fanfiction #billy butcher #supe #montana #jensen ackles soldier boy #one-shot #becca butcher #death

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thesupefleur · 5 months

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Bonjour

Bear with me- work in progress...idk what I am doing :)

#oc #the boys #fleur #the golden girl #supe

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witkonyne · 6 months

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Supe de amor cuando después de llorar toda la noche porque todo mi mundo se había vuelto un caos, me resguardaste en tus brazos y me limpiaste las lágrimas mientras me cantabas bajito para que me calmara. Supe de amor cuando a la mañana siguiente me desperté con besos por todos lados y con un "te amo" de voz ronca y mimos. Supe de amor cuando quien amo, se quedó en medio del caos y me sacó de ahí. Amandome incluso rota hasta el pescuezo.

#amor #vida #personas #corazón #amores #rota #supe #saber #llorar #quedarse #notas de amor

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joe-the-vigilante · 2 years

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#the boys amazon #show:theboys #theboys #the boys #homelander #home lander #vought #supe #superhero #textposts #textpost #memes #scifi #scifiedit

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keshlem · 1 year

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Me gustaba estar solo, hasta que supe que era pasar tiempo contigo

#tumblr #notas #frases #sentimientos #ansiedad #gustaba #pasar #pasar tiempo contigo #contigo #tiempo #supe #saber #me gustaba

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tonixe · 1 year

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"Christmas Magic"

n.o.t.e.s - Merry Christmas or Happy holidays!

w.a.r.n - Just fluff, and maybe a crackfic(?) and Homelander

p.a.i.r.i.n.g. - Homelander x Human!reader

w.c. - 1189

Christmas music was playing. You were cutting out a little piece of decorations cutting the pieces of white paper, and making a snowflake. You delicately handed the paper, humming to the music as it played out.

While Ryan was coloring the coloring paper with an assortment of crayons and colored pencils, as the picture of art resembled an ornament.

You took a break from cutting the triangle piece of paper in your hand as you looked at Ryan's piece of art he was working on. "That looks good!"

Ryan stopped working on his piece and looked at you, responding with a 'Thank you.' The tension between you was a bit awkward ever since what happened with his mom, Rebecca. In the end, he went with his dad. It was December 21st, and you were preparing for the holiday.

Homelander left off to do some 'superhero duties' which, to simplify, cause chaos and wreak havoc all over New York. Leaving you with Ryan. You were supposedly dating Homelander; you were trapped inside his suburban home, making you a hostage.

But you were still known to the public, interesting.

But hey, it was the holidays, and you didn't want him to know that his dad was a fucking kidnapper, you didn't want the burden to be on Ryan, so you tried to socialize with a 10-year-old boy. "So, what do you want for Christmas," you said, piquing up a conversation.

The boy was a bit awkward about responding to the question, "My mom back.." he responded to the question, his eyes watering, sniffly with his nose.

"Oh," The response made the tension between you guys awkward; "What would something you want for Christmas that you get to have with your hands" as you gently slapped the table you were on, trying to make the awkward tension into a happy moment.

"Uh, I don't know" he wiped his eyes with his sleeve as he started sniffly.

"Well, do you know what I always wanted for Christmas when I was your age?" you said, looking at him with excitement.

"What did you want?" the conversation piquing his attention.

"A 1998 holiday barbie, but my parent never got it for me," you spoke to him, smiling at him.

"Im sorry for that," Ryan said, "It's okay, but now I told you what I want. Can you tell me what you want for Christmas?" giving him a reassuring smile.

"Maybe....a lego set?" he responds

"Which kind?" you questioned, his eyes brightening up that you were invested in his wish.

"A Star Wars mega galaxy set!" he smiled after completing his response.

"That sounds Awesome!" you smile at him.

"I guess so," he smiled back, his voice becoming excited with the content. "So, have you ever gotten to experience a snow day?"

"A snow day?" he stared at you, confused and full of admiration for the idea.

"Yeah, it's when you have snowball fights, make snowmen, and have no school. It's pretty fun, too." you put your hands up, dramatizing the whole ordeal.

You continue cutting up and snowflake, "-And you get to catch a snowflake on your tongue" you open up the triangle piece of paper, showing the paper snowflake to Ryan.

"Woah, that sounds cool" Ryan had a big smile.

"It is!" placing down the paper snowflake.

You responded to him, leaving the room with quiet tension. You couldn't lie, but you are fond of this kid, even though he's the son of a narcissistic weirdo.

"So, make some Gingerbread men; they are really good, and you can decorate them!" you suggested.

"Yeah!" Ryan smiled at the idea and got up off his chair, and you both went into the kitchen.

45 MINS LATER

The smell of gingerbread men's cookies spread throughout the house as the timer rang out to mention the cookies were ready. You wore mittens, taking the hot tray out of the oven.

As you pour the colored frosting into the pipping bag, you remove the cookie's decoration from the cabinets as you let the cookie rest and become cooler to eat.

"Ryan! the cookies are ready!" You yelled out for him since the cookie was ready.

The boy came running into the kitchen, smiling with joy, as we stood next to you looking at the cookie on the tray, "Be careful. It's still hot!" you warned him.

Giving him one of the piping bags to decorate the cookies, he held the bags and started decorating the cookie, making gingerbread men scraps and clothing with the sweet frosting.

"That is some good-looking gingerbread man" you smiled at him, complementing his artistic ability.

You heard the door opening and familiar footsteps coming into the house, "-And maybe we have some hot chocolate as well," you patted Ryan's shoulders.

You walked out of the kitchen to where your kidnapper, Homelander, stood near the door; you decided to butter him up so he might be lenient with you leaving the house or giving you some time outside.

It made you feel like a prisoner, but due to the holly season, you didn't want to crush it. "Welcome home, Homelander" you gave him a small smile.

"Well, someone is excited" he respond back with a smile, his sharp canines showing giving you a bit of a fear shock.

"Yeah, well, Ryan and I are just making some gingerbread cookies for, you know, the Christmas occasion." leading him into the spacious kitchen where Ryan was decorating the tray of cookies.

As soon as Ryan saw his dad, he placed the cookies and the pipping bag on the counter, running to him to hug him as Homelander reciprocated.

You couldn't lie, but the moment was cute, even with the situation you were in.

"Woah! Ryan, those look delicious!"

"Thanks!" he broke away from the hug, coming toward the counter with the cookies.

"Let's eat these" you took the once hot tray with your hands as you walked to the table, placing them down on the round table.

As Homelander and Ryan went to the table and sat down, you went back to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate for you and Ryan, while you poured a glass of milk for Homelander.

Grabbing the beverages with your hands, and walked to the round table once again and placed them on the table, as Homelander gave you a 'Thank you' as he smiled at you, making you a little uncomfortable.

Walking to the seat next to Ryan, "So..Ryan, how was Y/N!" Homelander broke the silence.

"It was super fun" Ryan responded with a huge smile, as Ryan continued with his response, the Christmas music blared into your ears.

The only thing that you last heard was Homelander saying "-Kinda like a family" he stared at you, smiling at you with his sharp canines showing.

'-And Heaven and nature sing, and Heaven and nature sing...'

the Christmas music blaring into your ears as the voice blocked out.

'Holy Shit, he's really got you in the palm of your hands' you started to grip the table as you started hyperventilating, staring back at him.

'...and Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing......'

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pennywise-fucker · 2 years

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Homelander x Reader

Request: Can you do a fic where Homelander asks reader out on a first date and he kisses her at the end? I’d love to see him on date lol.

Warning: N/A

A/N: I hope this is close to what you had in mind!

Y/N finished picking up the rest of the stuff left behind from the 7. Always so much left all around, as of the people around them were all their personal cleaning crew. She sighed, then stopped when she heard someone clear their throat. Y/N turned around, only to be facing Homelander himself. "Oh, I'm sorry", she apologized quickly, "I was just trying", "You were cleaning up our mess, I know", he interrupted and smiled at her. "I was actually coming back to talk to you. What are you doing right now?", he asked confidently. Y/N looked around, confused, "Um, this?", she responded, gesturing to the cups still left around the table. "Don't bother. I'd like to take you out", he stated, moving closer now. "Out, like a date?', she asked, her confusion entirely obvious. He paused, "Is that a problem?", he challenged, and Y/N shook her head, "Of course not. I'd love to", she sputtered, knowing that was going to have to be the answer just from his tone. "Like, right now?", she added, looking down at what she was wearing. "Yes.Don't worry about it", he laughed, putting out his arm for Y/N to gran on to. She did as was expected and followed him, standing quietly in the elevator as it took them down. "You know, I've wanted to ask you out for awhile", he explained, looking down at Y/N, "But you know, everything going on, didn't seem like the right time", he continued, then paused and looked at her, obviously expecting a reply. "And now is the right time?", she asked, and he let out a laugh, "Well, obviously", he grinned, then led her out of the elevator and out the front doors. "Get ready to hold on", he stated, then picked her up bridal style and shot up into the sky before she even got a chance to respond.

As Homelander continued flying, Y/N couldn't help but enjoy the view. She'd been in planes, but it was obviously different in a superheroes arms. "Gorgeous isn't it?", he asked, and she nodded, "It's perfect", she smiled and then looked back at him. He was staring more at her than he was at where they were going, but she trusted him to know what he was doing. After all, he was the hero. It wasn't long before they landed on a beach, with a table already set up, secluded all except for what appeared to be wait staff. He'd had it entirely planned out. But how? How could he know that she would say yes?

He led her to a seat and pushed her chair in under her, then sat directly across. "I already had things prepared, should only be a few minutes", he assured her. She nodded and looked around. The view was perfect, it was nearly sunset. It was literally a dream date for her. "May I ask you something?", she asked softly, "Of course, I'd love it if you did", he beamed, keeping his eyes on her. "How did you know I'd say yes?", she spoke carefully, doing her best to not be taken wrong. He paused and stared at her, almost as if he was attempting to read her mind, then smiled again, "Come on, you weren't going to tell me know", he chuckled, taking a sip from the wine in front of him. Y/N did the same. "But how did you know?", she pressed a bit, growing nervous when she saw his smile falter. "Because I know your heartrate, and I know you", he stated simply, in a tone than implied no more discussion about it was going to take place. They continued sipping at their wine until the food came out. It looked amazing. She looked at him surprised, "This is my favorite!", she smiled, noticing the way he smiled back, "I know. I decided to glance through your file. Couldn't bring you somewhere and give you something you hate", he laughed, accepting his food comfortably and grabbing his knife. Him glancing through her file unsettled her mildly, but she had to expect that - he was in charge, he could pretty much do whatever he wanted. She knew she should be grateful he put the effort in. "Thank you", she said halfway through the meal. "Don't thank me yet, there's still dessert", he assured her, and she smiled, "I mean for all the effort..", she trailed off, looking around, "I'm grateful, honestly. Most guys don't go through a quarter of this effort", she giggled, and he nodded, "I'm not most guys. If I see something I like, I get it", he declared, "And I very much want you", he added, and smiled again as Y/N's cheeks blushed red. She wasn't expecting so much from him. It hard started off so awkwardly, but now? It just felt like a real date, just with a supe.

Y/N and Homelander finished dessert and walked along the beach, her arm hooked around his, both enjoying the feeling of the salty breeze from the water. "So, have you enjoyed tonight?", he asked suddenly. Y/N smiled and nodded, "Of course. This is absolutely the best date I've ever been on", she blushed, looking down at her feet. Homelander lifted her chin, looking directly into her eyes, "Good. Because I'd like there to be many others", he purred, and Y/N move to her toes, closer to his face, giving him the option to close the gap. He did. His lips pressed warm and soft into hers, his arms wrapping around her waist as hers wrapped around his neck. It only lasted a few moments, but it left her breathless. "So, is that a yes?", he chuckled. "That's a definitely", she giggled and kissed him again.

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