This is just a semi-angsty little ficlet for my OC, Siren. I'll do a proper intro post for her soon but for now I hope you all enjoy the fluff mush.
THIS WAS SO GOOOD!! 🥺🥺 Poor little bub deserves to know he’s loved and Siren sounds lovely! Amazing job, I can’t wait for more about their dynamic ❤️❤️
“The scandalous match between Anthony Viscount Bridgerton, and Kate Viscountess Bridgerton was the shock and delight of last season. This author enjoyed more than her fill of this delectable romance, will I find another fabled love story this social season to compete? Or is their love the dessert that spoiled my appetite?”
KATE SHARMA & ANTHONY BRIDGERTON + kisses BRIDGERTON Director. Tom Verica
ANTONY STARR as MARK COBWEB (2023) dir. Samuel Bodin
Using Homelander's fingers like a vibrator.
Well shit HAPPY FRIDAY TO YOU TOO GIRL
just figured id make one since im writing make it easier for whoever wants to read my crap.
i write for Homelander, and that's about it. anyways here it is (i know it's small)
Hearts and Gods i dont even know
Fucking Everything not smut, i cant stress that enough
Boops just fluff
did i do this right? i hope so
anyways i will edit and yk put any other fics i might wright up here.
Okay, food for thought: do we think our Homelander is ticklish? If he is, does he know it or do we accidentally discover it one day when drawing shapes on his bare chest in bed? Or perhaps we wrap our arms around his waist from behind while he’s staring out of the window in the Seven conference room and accidentally squeeze a pressure point that causes him to wheeze. Or maybe we go to nuzzle and kiss his neck and he shivers and lets out a GIGGLE.
Idk just the thought of him being unexpectedly fluffy has me all
Okay. That is all. Xx
Oh I think it's something Homelander definitely only discovers after we've milked it out of him
oh my that would be so cute as someone who is absurdly ticklish I know for a fact he would be absolutely embarrassed as soon as you'd figure it out. you just have to be careful though because he might accidentally laser something
Oh he would absolutely be embarrassed, especially if it happens when he’s surrounded by others. Like maybe at one of Vought’s many galas/dinners…
The sound of Black Noir’s classical piano number flowed peacefully in the background as you nod and smile at the shareholder in front of you. The man’s voice droned on and on as you find yourself zoning out, not caring about whatever he’s trying to sell. It isn’t until you feel a familiar warmth radiating from behind you that you’re brought back to reality.
“There you are!” Homelander’s voice rumbles. Your genuine beaming smile at the sound is a nice change from the practiced, fake expressions you’d been throwing out all evening. The man in front of you straightened out as he addressed the hero in front of him.
“Homelander sir, what a pleasure! I was just telling Ms. Diamond here about our plans for going green and how Vought would benefit greatly from my company’s investment.” The man puffed his chest out proudly, as if he just figured out the cure for cancer. You tried your best to keep your eyes from rolling back as Homelander played along.
“Wow, well isn’t that something. That’s some real hero work if you ask me, huh? Actually, you know who would love to hear all about that? Stan Edgar himself. Why don’t you head on over to the east wing, I was just with him actually.” The man before you placed his drink down on the table and immediately looked over toward the east side of the room.
“What? Really?”
“Oh yeah! Go on, he’s just down the corridor. I’m going to steal Diamond here for a second alright? You have a good night,” and before the man could reply, Homelander whisked you away, walking towards the opposite side of the hall. You let out a content sigh and looked up at your hero.
“God bless you, I thought I’d have to listen to that guy ‘til the end of the night,” you moved to wrap your arm around Homelander’s waist as the two of you continued to walk. Homelander smirked, draping his arm around you, his right hand resting on the back of your neck in his typical possessive manner. His left arm remained behind his back underneath his cape as you walked.
“Uh-uh, not God sweetheart. Only man up in the sky is me,” he sassed cockily, his voice deep as he pulled you in closer. The two of you smiled graciously as a photographer stopped you both for a quick shot for Vought-LIVE! magazine. Once the photographer walked away, you playfully pinched Homelander’s side to quell his lack of hubris. The hero’s body tensed immediately, his finger tips pressing into your neck reflexively. You looked up at him, eyebrows quirked, but before you could say anything, you spotted the poor man from earlier, eagerly looking around for the Vought Director.
“How long do you think it’ll take that guy before he realizes that Stan isn’t here tonight?” You chuckled, and Homelander snorted in response.
“Stupid mud people. Only interested in furthering their agenda. He had the most beautiful superhero in front of him and he couldn’t shut the fuck up about “green energy”. Moron,” Homelander rolled his eyes. You laughed, squeezing his side again. This time, however, you must have dug your fingers into Homelander’s suit with a little more pressure because within seconds the supe squirmed away and his unoccupied hand moved from behind his back immediately, cupping your hand in place at his side.
Your eyes widened at the obviously reaction, and you looked up to find what could only be described as confusion and (dare you say) nervousness in Homelander’s gaze. Your lips slowly curled into a mischievous grin.
“Wait. Are you ticklish..?”
Homelander’s gaze hardens as he tries to look stern, but you can see the look of unease he’s trying to mask.
“What the fuck are you talking about? Of course I’m not ticklish, I’m not a child,” he boasts, his hand still in place over yours. He pushes you forward gently with the other hand on your neck, leading you towards the giant windows and away from any bystanders.
To prove your point, you attempt to dig your fingers into his side again, this time hitting your mark faster and a puff of air, akin to a stifled wheeze, escaped Homelander’s lips.
“Will you fucking stop that,” he growls into your ear, making sure the two of you were out of ear shot.
You giggled to yourself, astonished at your discovery.
“Holy shit! You’re ticklish! Why didn’t I know this before!” And before he could react, you moved, using both hands to playfully dig your fingers into each of his sides. Homelander let out a strained chuckle, as he grabbed both of your hands, moving to turn you around so your chest was pressed up against his back, keeping you in place to cease your assaults. His chin was on your shoulder, and to those looking your way, it looked like the two of you were gazing out into the city in a loving embrace.
“Alright, alright, that’s enough, little lady,” he grumbled into your neck, but you could feel the mirth coming off of him. You leaned into his embrace, his arms pinning you to him in a way you couldn’t escape. (Not that you wanted to, anyway).
“Oh we are SO not done with this,” you quipped, deciding to give him a rest. He did save you from boring company after all.
Homelander grunted and pulled away, but not before placing a sweet kiss to your temple before letting go and walking away, to “mingle” with guests (and totally not to avoid any more tickling).
(Idk what came over me. I also apparently don’t know how to write a quick snippet without world building for an hour. I even came up with an OC-Diamond for the sake of this little thing. God help me this man is a menace).
How Chelsea!Roy met his coach's daughter for the first time.
Roy Kent x Coach's Daughter!Reader 0.7k words Warnings: Language, Chelsea!Roy, Roy already being a fool for the reader
This is so GOOD????? The way I’m giggling to myself before starting my shift is ridiculous 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 young, cocky Roy is a Roy I didn’t know I needed
Tally how do you manage to always get me feeling all floofy? 😍😂
Chelsea's Roy Kent is young, famous, and talented. He could have almost any girl he wants- except one. His manager's daughter is completely, totally, incredibly off-limits.
But sometimes, rules are meant to be broken.
I want to make him nut in his pants then suck the cum stains off of his underwear.
Y'all need to look in the comments because @infinetlyforgotten absolutely snapping, they put down some scriptures
I can’t write smut to save my life so if anyone wants to bring the scripture to life we would be most grateful LMFAOO
+ His first time seeing you. Actually, he's seen you in his peripheral a handful of times. This? This is when he gets a good, long, look at you. He's a little stuck to say the least.
Words: 657 (Short & sweet, I just couldn't help making a point.)
A/N: Oh how I LOVE down bad man. You can't watch the show and not know that whoever has his affection HAS him. This is my first fic on this blog, I've written a lot before, deleted my blog, and came back, Maybe this will bring me back in, who knows. (Ask box open).
Warnings: Cursing, Homelander craving you, a little too wanting.
+ + +
Homelander likes you. No, listen, Homelander likes you. These days he’s so brazen with it, and you can hardly walk into the same room as him without buzzing under his stare. However, I wanna start it off a little slow at least. He started it off slow at least. Kind of.
It’s your third week in when he takes a good look at you. A rushed mission brief is called and Ashley, idiot, decides now is the time to try out a new presentation method. Handouts. She’s so fucking proud of herself when she steps to the front of the room and says, “I want to ensure everyone has a thorough analysis of the plan, as well as some facts about the landscape that I think—“
ANTONY STARR as Homelander THE BOYS - Season One
ANTONY STARR as HOMELANDER The Boys S01EP04 "The Female of the Species"
ROY KENT SMILES!!
Roy Kent + people’s tags about him on my previous gifs
Roy Kent + his chest hair
Bonus:
Reasons to love Roy Kent!
me now that the haters are back in the tag
