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homeb0ys · 2 days
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i mean…
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thevanityofthefox · 2 days
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“For a pretty kitten, the doggy style suits you very good…”
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bisexualhomelander · 2 days
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Written for my dear @clockworkzeppelin aka "the only person I would ever write x reader for". May life always treat you gently.
morning glory; affection yarrow; everlasting love
Snuggling him, turns out, is an ordeal. There is a marked confusion in Homelander's eyes, and it takes away from what is supposed to be a very relaxed day.
He attempts to sit up and reciprocate. Her hand on his chest can do little to hold him back, but he lets himself get pushed down into the sheets again anyway. “No?” he asks, still confused. They are touching in as many places as possible, and she can feel him grow hard against her thigh. He clearly expects sex, but that is not what she is after.
“No,” she confirms, scooting down a bit to get better access to his chest. She peppers kisses on his skin, here and there, no rhyme or reason to her choice of spots on him to assault with tenderness. He shudders, a low noise caught in his throat, but it ends on a high note, questioning.
“What are you-?” -doing, he does not say. His surprise at her actions is as adorable as it is deeply tragic. Gentle touch is constantly seen as a prelude to sex, and denying him is met with a tilt of his head like he is a puppy confronted with an unfamiliar situation. She has to teach him better ways.
“I’m smooching you.” She underlines her words by leaving a kiss on his collarbone with an exaggerated smooch noise. “See, you’re being smooched. So lay back and let me smooch you.”
When she looks up at him, his eyes are wide, and the thin line of his mouth still tense. He has his hands fisted into the blanket, looking every bit the suffering saint.
She gently presses her lips against a cheekbone, drawing out the kiss until she feels him lean into her. “That’s good,” she praises.
He keens.
She takes his face into her hands, gently rubbing her thumbs over his cheeks as she kisses his brows until they unfurrow.
She rubs the tip of her nose against his, and he finally closes his eyes, hands relinquishing their hold, body going limp as a soft sigh falls from his lips.
His mouth, she saves for last. She allows her lips to linger over his briefly, making him expect her touch. When he leans forward to claim her in a kiss that only tastes of love and affection, not of heat and desperation, she knows he has learned his lesson.
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blindmagdalena · 3 days
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So glad I’m not the only one who ships Starlight and Homelander😂😭🙌🏻
oh far from it!!! i think that dynamic is by faaaar the most underutilized/wasted that we've seen to date. it's important to remember that Annie IDOLIZED the seven and what they stood for. she was so eager to do real good. she wears a cape!!! how much do you wanna bet she designed her outfit with a cape because of homelander???
i've talked about this before, but the fake dating arc could have been SO interesting had it actually been given any space to breathe. truly the most agonizing victim of the s3 writing.
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"I'm really glad you're here."???? are you KIDDING me??
annie could have had this man on a leash in no time but we were ROBBED.
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olliveolly · 2 days
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I think it's done 😅👍🏼
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He had a really hard day, he needed his emotional support team 🐈
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myballetflats · 6 hours
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rmafka1334 · 1 day
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gothra · 2 days
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Yeah no. Butcher is not worse than Homelander, actually. Not even close. Seeing that take always confuses me, and then I realize it’s coming from people who want some sort of legitimization for their love for Homelander and it’s less confusing, but it is embarrassing. Whatever, you like an evil character, but you don’t have to equalize him to a character who is essentially morally dark gray. He’s just evil, and that’s fine, the story needs a villain.
And they aren’t “just as bad”, either (at least not right now). Thats not even really the point of the story. It’s okay if Homelander just sucks.
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homelanderbutbig · 1 day
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I got inspired by a post from @blindmagdalena, with The Seven all lined up. I wanted to draw big Homie with his squad because I've only drawn them like, once before. Translucent was missing for his picture, rip in pepperonis. 😔
Two seconds after they took their family photo, Maeve punches Homelander in the groin. He retaliates by grabbing her by the scruff of her neck like a cat, threatening to throw her out the meeting room window. Ashley has an aneurysm. Black Noir imagines Homie as a giant inflatable flailing arm tube man.
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teastainedprose · 1 day
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Mark You Pretty (Homelander x Reader)
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My brain saw this post and ran with it. Homelander bruises you. 13k words, Homelander x GN!reader (Warnings for bruising, mild Sadism/masochistic play)
The first time Homelander bruises you, it's an honest mistake. He didn't mean to grab you that hard. Not really. Sometimes Homelander forgets how delicate normal people can be. It had been a reflexive thing, snatching you about the arm just above your wrist as you reach over him to gather up the handouts from the meeting.
"Leave it," Homelander mutters with eyes still fixated on the stack of papers set before him, gloves creaking as he briefly tightens his grip on your arm before releasing you. The small gasp you make as you withdraw doesn't penetrate his concentration. He doesn't notice how you rub at your arm, expression pinching up while stepping away. You're another faceless worker bee and Homelander has no time for you. The meeting is over and you shuffle out with the other nameless non-supe Vought employees. His attention is back to the paperwork in front of him, mind buzzing on how to handle the downswing in public opinion on The Seven. You're forgotten as Homelander turns back to the task of being Homelander.
He doesn't even register that he hurt you until the next day. It's the top you're wearing that does it. Long sleeved and out of season, which draws his attention to you for the second time this week. He registers the blooming bruise peeking out from under your sleeve when you bend over to offer handouts about the table. He blinks, clocking the imprint as a mirror of his gloved grip. There's no guilt associated with this realization, simply an understanding of the connection. He did that to you. Homelander marred your pretty skin with a bloom of purple where he grabbed you. Suddenly, it's satisfaction that's coiling in his gut. He likes how you wear his mark.
For better or worse, now he notices you.
Homelander lets his eyes wander up your arm, snagging briefly on your ample chest before flicking across your face. You instantly look away, unable or unwilling to meet his gaze. Cute. He smirks as he takes you in. You're a charming enough little thing. A bit too skittish for his taste, but the bruise he left on you keeps drawing Homelander's eyes back over and over again.
For the entirety of the meeting, Homelander lets his attention wander to you while his eyes roam your form. He's shameless with the ogling and never looks away when you catch him at it. No, he's only further pleased by it. He makes sure to catch your eye as his lips curl up and part slightly, his tongue poking at the corner of his mouth. That gets a blush across your cheeks and you're quick to break eye contact. This only amuses Homelander further and galvanizes him to find further ways to unsettle you throughout the meeting. You are his distraction to make this presentation a little less dull.
The meeting ends and Homelander puts you from his mind once more as soon as you walk out the conference room doors. You're nothing but a passing amusement, something to play with at the next meeting perhaps. He's already letting the image of your blush and the bruise he left on your skin fade from his thoughts before something catches in Homelander's ear later that day as he strides down the hallway.
There are many curious sounds within Vought Tower and Homelander has heard plenty. People whispering secrets across phone lines and into ears. Muffled moans of employees sneaking off to empty conference rooms or even broom closets for salacious rendezvous. The one that catches him now? It's soft, more a quiet exhale with a moan undercutting the sound. He blinks, pausing to look towards where the sound came from. It's your office Homelander finds himself standing outside as he cocks his head to the side. He watches you as you sit at your desk, clearly not thinking yourself observed. X-ray vision lets him watch as you press two fingers into the bruise he left on you, teeth sinking into your bottom lip to hold back that noise. You moan again all the same, your enjoyment evident as your face twists into a brief flash of pleasure.
Oh, isn't that interesting?
Now Homelander's fascination with you ignites. His eyes seek yours constantly throughout every business meeting the two of you find yourselves in now. He's prone to stepping too close and invading your personal space whenever Homelander comes across you, which has jumped in frequency. He even has the gall to hook his pinky on the sleeve of your shirt one day, tugging it up enough to check if the bruise is still there. By then the purple has faded to a duller, splotchy green. His mark is almost gone and Homelander finds he doesn't like that one bit.
The second time Homelander bruises you, it is very intentional. 
He's bolder the second week. Homelander deliberately holds you back after one meeting with a flimsy excuse. Those massive doors ominously shutting close after everyone else has filed out. Now you're trapped inside the conference room with him. It makes your pulse skitter with terror, which is an utter delight to Homelander. He can smell the fear off of you. A heady scent that stirs a primal need within him because it's mingled with your arousal as well. That fact alone has a smirk on Homelander's lips as he approaches you, hands clasped behind his back and under his cape as he leisurely strolls over. Normally, such posture would be non-threatening but on Homelander it's anything but.
It's a terrifying sight yet compelling. Homelander is ever the perfect superhero in looks. Vought's true golden boy that you and countless others privately swoon over in the break room despite his reputation. yet even you have learned that Homelander isn't the squeaky clean supe he's portrayed as. The looming trial only adds further credit to the rumors that circulate about him. Still, it's thrilling, and you may be a little too into the danger Homelander represents. You can't help the anticipation coiling in your belly as you watch him stalk closer.
He traps you there against the wall, shifting as he places a palm flat against it. You stare at his chest as Homelander slides his hand down, lifting it to cup your chin to tilt your gaze up to meet his own. "Er, you wanted to talk sir?" You manage to push the words out, flushing at the tremor in your voice. He smiles and those too sharp canines flash. You shiver, eyes wide as you meet the clear blue of his gaze.
"You bruise easily, don't you?" Homelander muses, his hand on your chin shifting to stroke down your cheek before moving to your neck. Electric heat shoots up your spine from the chaste caress, the leather of his gloves smooth against your skin. His fingers curl around your throat as you feel his thumb ghost over your pulse point. Your breath hitches at the subtle threat but then he's sliding his hand down to tighten his fingers about your shoulder. Homelander digs his thumb in just below your collarbone to the point of pain as he watches you intently.
You hiss in response, eyes squeezing shut before you huff out a sound. It’s not a pained noise. An echo of the sound he’d heard by chance last week. He eases up, a knowing look on his face as you open your eyes again.The scent of your fear lesses, while your arousal fills his nostrils. You like the pain. He smirks all the wider while leaning in to ghost his lips over your cheek. 
"I didn't mean to hurt you." Homelander rumbles out, breath a hot caress against your skin. For the other day or just now? You don't know which he's apologizing for and there's not much time to ponder over that because Homelander's lips are against your own in the next breath.
His mouth against your is Homelander's sort of apology, more for him than you but you enjoy it all the same.
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hom3land3r · 7 hours
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Felt handsome. Thought you’d all appreciate.
📸: The Boys IG
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valencebagelbandit · 2 days
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homelander head cannons? part 9!
I'm not sure what he eats, but I bet it's cheesey and something very creamy and soft like gruyere or brie would be perfect because he's a milk man. but personality based probably cheddar.
theres homelander themed popsicles and they are just as horrifying as your expect.
homelander wanders around the tower like a stray cat in the wee hours of the night that scene where he's looking up at the security cameras in Becca's house like a kid looking at one of those cameras with a screen in target is a daily occurrence to the towers security guards.
homelander doesn't usually go on regular patrols the stages ones are often the most he does but when he was younger he would go out at night all the time. it gave him a chance to see the city and he found it very enjoyable to help people home in bad areas. I just wish he got to have a real hero experience he would have been so good.
he has so much merch that Ryan has a whole collection of homelander themed clothes that say horrifically cringe things like "little hero" or "future superhero". also homelander definitely gave him one thats like "my dad's literally homelander"
sorry for not posting as much I've been really busy with finals but I tried to throw this together really quick!
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tojigasm · 1 day
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Round 3
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arealtrashact · 7 months
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Trained animal
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alissssssaka · 5 months
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bloody mary! boo
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amazingmaeve · 10 months
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THE BOYS
— 1.05 | "Good for the Soul"
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