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mjolnirswriststrap · 4 months

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Super Hearing

Homelander x Reader

Word Count: 927

Summary: You forget Homelander has super hearing, while trying to explain something to your friend in a crowded coffee shop.

Warnings: None.

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Sandra’s voice drones on and on about the way climate change is ruining everything. You sip on your tea with a disgruntled look. She promised shopping and gossip, not channel five news. Your attention is caught when the bell beside you chimes. Letting everyone know a new customer walked in.

Your eyes widen in shock, this is the last place you’d expect to see him. The Homelander, at Starbucks. It helped that he had his son with him, his eyes ,almost as wide as yours, look at the extensive menu. This must be his first time. You look at his childlike wonder and remember being 14 and ordering cake pops with Sandra.

You look across from you and your jaw drops. “Sandy! Look who it is!” You whisper. She rolls her eyes, not fond of him. “God, please let the earth swallow me whole.” She says, dramatically resting her head on the table.

“You know I can’t stand him, or any supe for that matter.” She says rolling her eyes at your excitement. “Well. You know how I feel, I respect him, the good he does far out weighs the bad. He’s earned being a cocky ass.”

Speaking of ass, you take the time to admire his, he was wearing his suit, but no cape, must be too dramatic for errands with a kid. Someone blocked your view. A stereotype of a woman stands behind him, tapping his shoulder with her bottle tanned hand and long fingernails. “Can I get a picture?” You swear her voice sounded normal but it shot hot streaks through your veins, filling you with an annoyance.

“Sure thing.” He says, plastering a fake smile on, that looked like it hurt. He leans over for the picture, keeping a foot of space between them, even though it was obvious she wanted him to wrap his arm around her for the picture. You scoff, “He’s here being a dad to Ryan, why even bother him with pictures?”.

You see as the barista throws herself at Homelander as he orders for Ryan. She’s leaned halfway over the counter, her top buttons recently undone. “Look how tense he is right now, he probably never catches a break from women.” You say, never taking your eyes off him.

“I bet he has a new one of them in his bed every night.” Sandra says, downing the rest of her black coffee. You shrug your shoulders, it was probably true, you’d be one of those girls too, if you had the chance.

Sipping your tea once more you watch as they stand at the end of the counter, not immune to restaurant wait times. “I just know those girls can’t take care of him like he needs.” You feel bad for him, “They want a big strong supe to wreck them, I bet all he wants is to be cared for, genuinely.”.

Sandra laughs at you and it breaks your attention from the tall man. “As if it would be you.” She laughs again when you shoot her a confused look. “You’re so not his type, skinny blondes seem more in his range.” She says.

Your friends words hurt, but you knew they were true. You could sit in the corner fantasizing about him all day, it wouldn��t change the fact the he would never approach a girl like you. “What’s so wrong with dreaming?” You say, giving your friend a fake laugh to let her know you wanna change conversation topics.

Sandra pulls her phone out when ‘beez in the trap’ starts filling the small Starbucks dining area. “Hello?” She says, and you take the chance to look back over to the supe. Except he’s not standing there anymore, you see Ryan waiting by the front door and before you know it, blue fills your vision. Homelander is at your table, a paper business card in his hand.

You’re dumbfounded for a minute, wondering what it could possibly be. You look up to his face and meet his eyes. They glimmer as if he didn’t expect you to dare make eye contact with him.

“Can I help you, Sir.” You say, not wanting to say the wrong thing and embarrass yourself. Sandra groans from across the table, while still having the phone pressed to her ear, you don’t owe him anything and yet here you were serving yourself up.

“I hope so, call me. That is, if you like cocky asses.” He drops the card on the table and turns towards your friend to give her a grimace, letting her know how dissatisfied he was with her. He walks away without another word. Leading Ryan out of the trendy coffee shop.

Your face turns beet red, he heard you. If he heard you calling him names, then he heard how much you want him, a glimmer of pride sparks in your chest, she was so wrong, maybe you are just his type.

Sandra slides her phone into her purse, silently fuming. “Are you serious right now? We’re supposed to be having a girls day, not picking up guys.” She says, annoyed with everything you do. You wonder if she’s even your real friend.

“We were supposed to go shopping, not sit in Starbucks and talk about ice caps melting.” You shoot back, not letting her bully you any more.

Sandra gives you a look of surprise, like she didn’t expect you to talk back to her. “I think I’m gonna go.” You say, leaving her open mouthed at the table. You had to go celebrate yourself, alone.

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pennywise-fucker · 10 months

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Don't Leave

Homelander x Reader

Request: can I get prompt “Please don’t leave me.” with Homelander pretty please?

Warning: Swearing, threats of violence

A/N: I hope this was alright! I wasn't entirely sure how I wanted to go about it, but I was pretty happy with how it came out, hopefully you are too!

Y/N sat on Homelander's couch, seething from the scene he had made earlier that morning. A supe had only been talking to her, one of his supes nonetheless, and he had lost his mind, threatening him. The guy hadn't shown the slightest interest in her, but because she was engaging in conversation instead of fucking worshipping him, he got paranoid. She couldn't imagine how someone with all the power he had, all the strength, could be so insecure. He obviously didn't see it that way, he'd told her several times that it was the principle, but she knew better - he simply thought he owned her and planned to keep it that way.

It didn't take long for Homelander to saunter in, flowers in hand. This wasn't the first time they'd fought about his jealousy, but she was so exhausted by it. "So, I'm sure you're still mad", he smiled, moving closer and wiggling the flowers in front of her. Y/N made no effort to grab them. Homelander tilted his head and rolled his eyes, "Oh, come on, it wasn't that big of a deal", he huffed as he tossed the flowers on the table in front of her, pissing her off more. "Are you serious?", she fumed as she shot up from the couch, "You lost your shit on one of your own people!", she snapped, and he slowly turned, raising an eyebrow at her, "Maybe 'my people' should learn to stay away from my girl", he argued, though not particularly angrily. He had expected the same dance they always did.

"You really think I'd continue to be 'your girl' if I can't even have a fucking conversation with someone?", she spat, and he took a big step forward towards Y/N, narrowing his eyes, "Lower your voice", he ordered before continuing, "Are you implying you're thinking about leaving me?", he nearly chuckled, a hint of something dark in his voice, as well as his face. "I could replace you in seconds. I'm the fucking Homelander", he laughed, and Y/N smirked, "OK, then do it", she challenged, noticing the change in his body language. "Excuse me?", he asked, expecting her to think over what she just said to him. "Then. Do. It.", she repeated, more toying this time. His eyes widened in anger as he approached her, so closely that he couldn't get closer without knocking her over, "What? You want to leave me? You think I'd let you?", he threatened, "You belong to me", he spat. "Then act like it, or kill me", she said nonchalantly, though her heart was racing. He looked at her, visibly confused, and hurt. She had grown tired of the threats. If he was going to kill her, she was at least going to give him a reason to.

"I wouldn't hurt you", Homelander eased, trying to calm himself down, "Come on, you know how I get", he half laughed, half sighed, but she knew there was no humor in him at that moment. "I do. So, either kill me, or let me leave", she blurted, only half meaning to say it. No matter what words left his mouth, she knew it would only take one second of anger for him to kill her. "Look, I'm sorry ok. I'm admitting defeat", he said while throwing up his hands, a forced smile on his face. Y/N kept quiet, just staring at him. Her next words could easily get her killed, but she also didn't want to let it go. "Y/N, come on", he laughed, rubbing both of her arms, looking down at her, "You know how much I love you", he assured her, more seriously. She continued staying silent, not giving him anything to respond to, which made him visibly more uncomfortable.

He stared down at her for a second before speaking again, “Please don’t leave me.”, he said softly, pain in his voice. Y/N licked her lips and took a deep breath, "I don't want to", she lied, "But I need to talk to people", she explained, rubbing her own arms while looking up at him. "I'm not enough?", he asked, almost as if it were an accusation. She sighed, "You're enough romantically. But you can't kill anyone who strikes up a conversation with me". Homelander took a breath and looked around, as if he were considering what she said. She knew he likely wasn't, but it was better than him just killing her then and there. "Alright, alright, I'll do better, I promise", he assured her as he wrapped his arms around her, looking down into her eyes. Y/N nodded, "Thank you, that's all I want", she smiled softly, though somewhat forced. Nothing was going to change, not really, it never did with Homelander, but now she knew something she hadn't before - he didn't want to lose her. If it were anyone else who challenged him that way, they would've been dead on the spot, but he instead at least bullshitted out of fear. That, she could work with.

Homelander let out a sigh of relief and kissed Y/N, picking her up, "Great. Now, onto more important things", he smirked, carrying her over to the couch, "Making up".

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mylifeinmetroplis · 2 months

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crismakesstuff · 9 months

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“Clark Kent is Superman?”

#hi I love this show sm #y’all need to watch it #and clark is so babygirl in this #my adventures with superman #maws #maws superman #clark kent #superman #supes #also hi new watermark everyone cheered #dc fanart #dc comics #dc shows #crismakesstuff

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filmnoirsbian · 2 years

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Superdad's brutal

#damian calling him superdad 🥺 i weep #clark kent #dc #oh the things we invent #supes #comics #tcp

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supesguy · 2 months

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Superman: Classic Design [February 24, 2024] by Supes Guy

Latest pictures showcasing the costume. Tried something different with the way the cape hangs. The cape is now looped around the under arms. Seems to be successful. Did some color corrections from the video clip.

#superhero #superman #clark kent #man of steel #kal el #christopher reeve #george reeves #dc comics #red briefs #comiccon #cosplay #lycra #spandex #tights #supes

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arrowheadedbitch · 5 months

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Guys GUYS you're gonna hate me for this one but...it's perfect, okay?!

It literally sounds like people arguing about the batfamily and you can't tell me otherwise

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cassandrascayn · 2 years

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Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow #2

So if you're Supergirl, I got to kill you. Well. Let's see. I'm wearing a big yellow S on my chest. And a very fashionable red skirt. So if I'm not Supergirl... Who the &#%% do you think I am?

#dcedit #comicedit #dccomicsedit #supergirledit #kara zor el #supergirl #woman of tomorrow #dc tag #mine**#edit tag #supes #dcladies #ccnet

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aguacatetoast · 2 years

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Such a Tease

Female reader x Solider Boy(I know he's a bad person but that doesn't stop him from being fine asf)

Warnings: Minors DNI!! 18+ only, Cursing, jealousy, teasing, oral f!receiving and oral m!receiving, fingering, weird guy trying to get at you, possessiveness, pettiness, unprotected sex(pls be safe), soldier boy himself is a warning(and prob more pls lmk!)

Word count: 3,759

(Likes and reposts are greatly appreciated!<3)

You are Soldier boy's assistant, Soldier boy's charms are hard to not fall for but you stay strong because you worked hard in Vought to get the position you're in. This leads to Soldier boy teasing you every chance he gets, you don't know how much more you can resist. (This is during the Team Payback era)

Tonight was Vought's biggest charity event, and you were freaking out, not over the party necessarily but over Soldier boy. Ever since you became his personal assistant your life has been a chaotic mess and he has been the entire reason for your torment. You started off as a simple intern in Vought fighting your way through all of the intense competition each level had to offer just to build up to being Soldier boy's assistant. You couldn't complain financially you were doing much more than an average employee, but why did it have to come with such a tedious task. You wished you had gotten noir, but luck was not on your side when they gave you your hero to assist.

Your thoughts were cut off by an employee decorating for the charity event "Miss? Do you think that this bouquet matches better with the table?" He pointed at the gold table but before you could even speak someone else was speaking for you, "Son that looks like something I would take to my grandmother's funeral, go and change em' "You roll your eyes obviously recognizing the voice and you turn around facing him "Well thank you so much for your help Soldier boy, don't you have something to do? mm like getting ready for the biggest event we've ever had?" You ended it off with a soft but harsh smile trying to see if he would get the hint. He let out a dry chuckle, "Exactly sweetheart, that's why I'm here, helping out the company" He winked at you in a suggestive manner and you just scoffed "How about you actually go and make yourself useful and go help those scrawny decorators with the heavy boxes hmm?" He smiled "Darling if you just wanted to see my muscles you could've just asked" You ignore him and demand him to do as you told him, but you couldn't deny your heart pounding and your heart rate getting faster when he said that.

Once you had triple checked everything was right and the whole podium dedicated to soldier boy was perfect you had to face the obstacle of actually getting ready. Thankfully Vought had a whole team that did all of those things and this was one of the little times you were actually happy with working there. As you drifted off into your thoughts you started to think about a hypothetical way the charity event could go. In your mind it was perfect, soldier boy was wearing the outfit you told him to wear, and you looked absolutely stunning greeting everyone and welcoming them in hopes of them donating as much money as possible, and that Soldier boy actually says the speech that the PR team had sent him earlier. You let out a soft sigh as the stylists were doing your hair and you knew that your night was not going to go like anything that you thought about.

After finally finishing all of the final touches, the high-end dress that you're forced to wear due to the sponsorships you have to do for Vought looks stunning on you. Hugging all of your curves and marking your body like none of your regular clothing does. Your outfit boosted your confidence since you were feeling a bit nervous due to the nature of the event. But as you were done you headed over to the Vought tower, heart racing, blood pumping, and feeling butterflies in your stomach. You tried to breathe in and out slowly to help ease your nerves but nothing seemed to help, finally, you got to the event and made your way into the entrance to greet your important guests. You said "Hello! Vought is so happy to have you here with us, Welcome in and enjoy the event" to every single guest changing the wording up every now and then to make it just a bit less boring. After you had said your greetings to what felt like over 10,000 people you came to the realization that your special supe hadn't made his grand entrance along with the others. You looked at your dainty watch and saw that he was an hour late, but since the event was so crowded no one had noticed his absence yet. But you couldn't help but worry, he wasn't the type to be late to these types of events so out of sheer panic you call him several times only to hear the same robotic tone repeat the same message "Hello you've reached..."

After another half hour passed by, people started to come up to ask you where he was and your superior was on the verge of firing you and was already threatening you in finding your replacement. The butterflies you felt earlier now felt like wasps, curious as to what the hell he could be doing that was more important than the event. Then after checking your watch again you suddenly heard clapping, screaming, and whistling you quickly turn around and see him without his mask and letting his long fluffy hair out but slightly styled with some hair pomade. The women of the event were going wild as if their pheromones were instantly turned on just by his presence. You couldn't help to feel a bit jealous but in the end, he was just your supe and he was just messing with you anyways. After getting over your silly feelings you straightened yourself out, you went up to him to welcome him too and guide him to his booth where he was going to give his inspirational speech. His eyes were searching for something roaming the room as if he was lost and then suddenly his eyes met with yours you felt shy and intimidated as he gave you a soft and flirtatious smirk. As you got closer his eyes trailed you the entire time you were finally by his side and he stuck out his arm to guide you across the busy crowd you fondly accepted his arm and wrapped yours onto his, he stared you up and down and leaned in to whisper into your ear "Jesus darlin' where were you hiding this body" you just rolled your eyes although you knew he could sense the effect his question had on you and how badly you were hiding it.

As you two finally made your way across the room and all of the eyes staring at you two made you nervous, he sensed you were nervous and he tightened the last remaining space between you two and you felt his smell overwhelm your nose, you let the intoxicating scent fill your nose as you felt that he gave you a sense of safety and the firm grip he had on you only further emphasized it. Then you two finally got to the podium and you went up and said "Good evening everyone thank you for coming tonight, all of us at Vought are so grateful for all of you here! Please don't forget to donate as this is a charitable event. Thank you for coming once again please enjoy the rest of your night and now please help me welcome soldier boy!" once your speech came to an end everyone went insane over your supe and of course he did a very charming introduction, very on brand for him and his charms provided more profit which is what you need tonight. While he was saying his speech a reporter came up to you "Hey your name is y/n right?" you shook your head, yes, and he asked for some privacy you agreed only because soldier boy was actually reading his PR speech without pulling one of his stunts. He starts off by asking simple questions like how it felt to work at a big company like Vought and how it was to work with soldier boy and after what felt like countless hours of you two chatting he starts asking if you were single, if you and soldier boy had something behind the scenes, and what you thought about Crimson countess and Soldier Boys relationship, the sudden shift of questions had you shocked and not knowing how you should answer you started to stutter trying to think of something to say and then for once you were grateful to hear the irritating but silky voice answer for you "ok that's enough harassing of my assistant for one day go fuck off.” you were grateful he was there to help you but you suddenly felt embarrassed, why didn't you just say no why did you hesitate in answering and why did your heart have to ache when he mentioned Crimson Countess. As the random news reporter left soldier boy shifted closer to you "you ok darlin'?" you just quickly shook your head yes and said a small thank you as you left because someone was calling you over.

You couldn't help but feel nervous around him after the questions that you just got asked, but you still said you were fine even though you knew damn well that you were indeed not ok. After that, you went to go and get yourself a drink and he was swarmed by news reporters and possible donators. After having a couple of shots of tequila you were starting to feel the strong effects of the clear liquid. You realized that all of the press had settled down and the real party finally started you made your way to the dance floor hoping to relieve some stress from the hard but rewarding job that you have and started to dance with one of your coworkers loosening up and feeling comfortable until you saw the weird new reporter guy come up behind you and then you got pushed further into him due to the crowd and now your ass is touching his groin but the tequila had taken over your senses and didn't care and danced against him until you felt a weird sensation in the room as your eyes roam around the room you see Soldier boy standing in the corner of the dance floor having a perfect view of you and his face is visibly upset. You felt the news reporter start grinding up against you and before you could even do anything you saw a furious supe head in your direction and pry the dude that was now just full-on grinding up against your ass, he pulls you away from him and he bends over to your ear for you to hear him over the loud music blasting "What the hell is going on with you and that pervy douche?" You held in your laugh and he leaned in his head closer to you so that he could hear what you have to say "Why do you care? You jealous or something? Why aren't you dancing with your girlfriend Crimson Countess?" You saw his mood shift completely and he starts to drag you out of the party.

You got a bit anxious not knowing why he reacted in that way as you two were trying to make your way to his room he pushed you into a corner and he towered over you. As the both of you were standing in that corner you two made intense eye contact with tension so thick you'd be able to cut it and this level of intimacy allowed you to see the little details you had never been able to appreciate before such as his beautiful warm green eyes, his light brown freckles sprinkled all over his face and how soft his lips looked. With all of the tension, the both of you start leaning in closer to each other and he kisses you with such confidence and passion as if he had kissed you before, moving your lips in unison he starts to let his hungry hands roam over your body and feel all of your curves and everything and more that he fantasized over you. He could never admit it out loud but he had just as much of a crush on you as you had on him. He hated the fact that he was in the PR relationship with Countess when in reality he wanted to be with you. He knew the effect he had on you, like when you would see him after a long day of doing supe shit and he wasn't wearing his mask or suit, just a tight black sports shirt with some gray sweatpants and he could smell your arousal and see you adjusting yourself before going to see him. Your scent drove him insane and he hungered for more.

You felt soldier boy pull away and he whispers in your ear "How about we take this somewhere more private sweetheart" You simply nodded your head yes and his hands run up your body once more just to lead his gloved hand into yours as he led you to his room, which you had only been a couple of times and had some sort of awkward interaction with Crimson countess getting up from an active night before. You felt yourself start to sober up as he opened the door for you and allowed you to go in first and then he shut the door behind you and he immediately grabbed you by your hips and pushed you delicately against the wall he didn't want to hurt you with his superhuman strength. His lips melted perfectly into yours and you felt how he intruded his tongue into your mouth as you met yours with his and let out a soft moan at the contact. He pushed his hard member into you and you felt arousal leak into your panties. As you're behind pushed into the wall he makes his way behind to where the zipper of your dress was and he glides it down smoothly causing shivers to go down your spice. He steps back as you move forward with him he removes his gloves and proceeds to remove your dress and give you his hand so you can step over the elegant dress that was on the floor now. And as you felt exposed his roaming eyes glared over your body with awe "Holy shit darlin' where were you hiding this body?" he asks again in pure shock, You let out a bashful laugh "Well someone wouldn't have been able to be professional at work" He made a 'confused' face and says "I have no idea who that would be" as he said that he brought you closer to him you rest your arms on his athletic shoulders as you say a sarcastic "Mmhm" And he lets out a soft laugh and proceeds to lean in to kiss you once again.

He shifts you toward the bed you had dreamed of being on for so long. He makes you lay on your back as he spreads your legs. He appreciates the lacy panties you wore as he plays with the thin waistband. He goes down on his knees as he drags one of his hands down on your outer thighs and starts to take off your heels. Once he's done and sees the immediate relief, he kisses your lower belly and uses his teeth to pull off the fragile fabric that was dividing him from you. You swear that you already climaxed at the pornographic sight, you felt his hungry eyes on you as you were fully exposed to him. "Fuck baby, so wet for me huh?" before you could even come up with an answer he dives into you starvingly, you not knowing how long he had been wanting to please you. He licks your folds consuming all of the wetness you had just for him and then he moves his hot wet tongue on your clit as he circles around it. You started to feel an overwhelming sensation hit you, no man has ever made you feel this way and he had barely done anything yet, you realized that it was going to be a long night. He ate you out like a starved man licking you on your bundle of nerves perfectly and leading you closer and closer to the edge. Out of pure pleasure, you ran your hair through his honey colored locks and pull on them slightly and he moaned into you because of it. Which caused him to insert a finger into you which caused you to moan out loud "...I don't know how much longer I-I can.." You wished you had never mentioned anything because this only caused his rate to quicken and the heating in your lower stomach was getting unbearable until he started to suck on your clit and that was what led you to your first orgasm and he felt your twitching, and you pulled on his hair a little harder and said "F-fuck soldier boy" he started to lick up all of the remaining juices and licking your now overstimulated clit you twitch at his touch and pulls away with a soft smirk and you see yourself all over his face.

He licks his lips and stands up, you were still calming down from your climax and you stared at him undressing just for you and you were trying not to drool at the sight of his exposed chest, his muscles were carved out by greek gods themselves and as soon as he took off his pants and you saw his thick athletic thighs you were practically begging for him at that point. You got up and played teasingly with his waistband as he did with yours he looked confused as to what you were about to do, you went down on your knees and freed his hard member, you saw that it was leaking with precum and you were quick to start licking the tip this made him let out a soft groan and he made a makeshift ponytail out of your hair guiding you through all of his inches but he was too big to fully fit into your mouth so as he tried to push you further you slightly gagged so you moved your head back, you grip him with your hand as your mouth is still attached to his tip and start moving at a quicker pace "Shit y/n" he moaned your name which made you melt and you started to move quicker wanting to hear more erotic noises from him. As you had a steady rhythm and he was enjoying himself more and more he moaned one more time and said "If you keep going at this rate I'm going to cum" You wanted to continue but he pulled you (gently) away and he grabs you by the chin with his thumb and finger forcing you to look up at him as he admires your teary eyes and puffy lips from the hard work you had done.

"Stand up and go to the bed on all fours" You were shocked to hear how commanding he was but you had to say it was definitely turning you on and you did as you were told. You felt him grab you by the waist as he inserts and aligns himself into your entrance and you felt the burn of him stretching you out which made you moan out of pain and pleasure. He waits a bit before moving because he's scared to hurt you, he needs to remind himself that you are human after all and he needs to be careful with you, but after a bit, he moves in and out slightly and you moan "Please...more" he was shocked to hear that but started to move faster and faster until tears started to form in your eyes from all of the sensations that you were feeling. He had a tight grip on your waist making your skin clap against his and making you feel him deeper in you "Mmm darlin' you take me so well, who's girl are you hm??" You still being petty and jealous answer "Crimson Countess is your girl" He gets upset and starts thrusting into you harder and whispers in your ear"Wrong answer sweet girl, I'll give you one more chance" he pulls out and flips you onto your back and now you're face to face with him as he goes inside you "Who's girl are you?" He started pounding you until you get cock drunk and can't even form an answer you start to form a sentence "Y-your-" You had to stop because you felt as if he was in your stomach, so deep in you as he was hitting your g spot the flames started to take over again and he teased you "That's it, you're a big girl finish your sentence" you couldn't even process feeling angry at that moment, you finally managed to get your words out "Your.. girl.. soldier boy.." and you moan because now you felt him kissing your neck as he whispered, "Call me ben..." You felt him go a bit slower only to quicken up his pace again and you moaned out "Ben.. fuck I'm going to-" And you came again moaning and feeling so cock drunk as you slightly heard "Make a mess pretty girl"

He was still going hard as you moaned "Ben please I can't anymore.." he kissed you softly "Yes you can sweetheart, just one more time, who's girl are you?" You were so overwhelmed and consumed by him and answered sincerely "I'm your girl Ben....only yours, no one elses" you felt him get sloppier until he finally releases his seed inside of you and you were gripping onto his arms while he moaned your name softly at the end. He makes eye contact with you and with a soft smile kisses you. He rolls off of you and brings you close into his arms as reality starts to come back to you. And by the end of everything you were fully sober and you realized what you had done. You knew you should've felt nervous or anxious after what had happened but at that moment you felt safe and secure with him and he was moving his hand up and down softly on your arm and you reached in to play with his now messy hair and pulled him in to kiss you one more time to make sure it was real, and you hear him say"So uh you're gonna start wearing tighter outfits right?"

You just rolled your eyes and laughed softly "Only if you behave, Ben"

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sadoeuphemist · 10 months

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One boy named J'onn J'onzz, meaning "Light to the Light," one boy named Ma'alefa'ak, meaning "Darkness in the Heart," and a girl named K'hym, meaning "Nominative Determinism."

#martian manhunter #supes

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pennywise-fucker · 5 months

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I Get To Love You

Homelander x Reader

Request: can we get homelander being reassured by yn? like after jeaousy or him feeling bad?

Warning: Swearing, violence

A/N: It's been a minute since I've had the energy to write, so hopefully this is alright and fits well enough!

Y/N rolled her eyes and shrugged at the supe who appeared to be hitting on her. She must be wrong, since everyone knew she essentially belonged to Homelander, but still, he seemed overly talkative and friendly with her despite it.

"Oh come on, flying is the best", he assured her, leaning in and touching her knee, a bright smile on his face. Y/N gave him an awkward smile, "It's alright, it mostly makes me nervous when Homelander insists on us flying", she laughed slightly, hoping he took the hint. He did not. "Maybe he just doesn't know how to do it properly", he teased, and Y/N readjusted in her seat, removing his hand from her knee, "I assure you, that's not it", she continued, looking around uncomfortably. "Well, how would you know if no on else has ever flown you around?", he teased, and she flinched when she heard Homelander's booming voice, "Perhaps the same way you know you don't want to die today. Just a feeling, right?", Homelander challenged and Y/N struggled to breathe. She should've left, should've done anything but allow this idiot to continue hitting on her.

"No disrespect, I just figured everyone should enjoy flight, y'know?", the idiot responded, only seeming slightly uncomfortable. "And what makes you think you could show her anything I couldn't?", Homelander challenged, his hands on the table, leaning down into the idiot's face. Y/N saw a slight flash of something that almost looked like challenge behind the idiot's eyes. She hoped she was wrong. She wasn't certain of his powers, but she knew there was no way he was as strong as Homelander. "Well, we are different supes", the idiot shrugged, standing up, meeting Homelander's murderous gaze.

"Um, yeah, you guys are, and I think I should leave with my supe", Y/N interjected, hoping to end whatever was about to happen. "No, no honey, let him continue, since he's so convinced he can do things for you that I can't", Homelander laughed, a terrifying grin on his face, but the idiot didn't seem afraid. "I'm sure plenty of guys can. A woman can never truly know what she enjoys until she's experienced it with different people", the idiot responded, clearly teasing Homelander now. Even the comment made Y/N's stomach turn, it was gross, and it was stupid.

Homelander's grin didn't falter, instead, it grew wider as he flew at the idiot and held him to the wall by his throat, "You think because there's people around that I won't kill you?". he spat, though slightly thrown back back the idiot's ability to get out from his hand and swing at him. Any amusement that Homelander had was now gone, and what was behind his face was pure evil. He quickly used his laser vision, and while the idiot at first was able to dodge it, he was quickly hit and dropped down, with plenty of things destroyed in the process, "This is Vought fucking tower, I own this place!'' Homelander laughed before picking up what was left of the bleeding idiot and slamming his fist into his head over and over and over.

The room had been cleared, and once Homelander dropped the idiot, Y/N approached him, grabbing his arm. Absolute silence. Blood on Homelander and the walls, as well as several destroyed desks and walls. She was pretty certain the entire floor was cleared. Homelander turned and looked down at her, "Why do you make me do these things?", he sighed, annoyed. "Me?", she exclaimed, shocked that he was blaming her. "Yes. You. You could've come and gotten me, could've done anything other than allow him to continue insulting me", he spat, glaring down at her. Y/N took a breath, "I didn't want to cause problems. I'd hoped that he'd get the hint and leave. I brought you up repeatedly", she defended, but his face remained unmoved. "Oh, I'm sure, and I'm sure he loved the chase, the same way you loved the attention", Homelander accused with a sigh, as if he knew exactly what had happened.

"That's not it!", Y/N defended, "I just wanted him to leave. I didn't want any of this. I just want you!", she practically yelled, needing him to actually listen instead of letting his insecurities get the best of him. He raised his eyebrow, then looked around, as if he was looking for an answer, "Homelander, I love you. I only want you. I'm lucky to get to love you", she assured him, grabbing his hand and looking up at him adoringly. He made eye contact, slightly softened now. "I'm sorry I didn't just leave when he started talking to me. I assumed I was misreading the situation, and I was wrong. You're the only person I want attention from", she spoke softly and began stroking his cheek. Homelander licked his lip and nodded, breathing deeply, "I don't want anyone else thinking they can have you", he said when he finally spoke, turning his face into her hand and softly kissing her palm. "They won't. I'm not going anywhere either. You haven't deserved everything you've been put through - the people using you, abandoning you. I just want you, no one else. I want to be here for you, I want to be here with you", she assured him, wrapping her arms around him in a hug. Homelander hugged Y/N back, his eyes welled up, but not allowing himself to cry. He buried his face into the top of her head, closing his eyes, "I'll kill anyone who gets between us", he smiled, relaxing his body and just enjoying holding her. Y/N nodded and nuzzled deeper into his chest, ignoring the blood she was certain was getting on her face. This was her life now, and it was her job to take care of Homelander, for better or for worse.

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