I Feel As If My Taste In Fictional Men Gets Worse Every Day

I feel as if my taste in fictional men gets worse every day

At First Sight (Homelander Drabble)

(aka: Knock em' off his feet) Homelander x F!Reader (18+)

+ 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.

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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—“

Oh please, he’s so close to asking her if she was shaken as an infant when he notices you. Supe by supe you walk around, placing a sheet of paper in front of everyone, & God the sight of you. You know how hard it is for someone to catch him off guard? You do it instantly, unknowingly, unabashedly. Honestly, it’s your eyes – wait – your lips. He can’t stop looking at your lips. Then you smile at The Deep and he has to sit back in his seat a little bit, scooch down, and lean over, chin in hand just to get a good look at you. You’re just about to reach Noir when Ashley musters up the gumption to ask, “Homelander, how would you feel about starlight leading this mission while you stay as backup?” 

He’s almost too slow to take his eyes off you, but he does & laughs incredulously at Ashley. “Why would I do that?”

She actually quick steps towards him, hand extended holding a sheet of paper, & places it in front of him before you can make it. “We’re working to establish your image with our female audience, ages 25 through 45, as a softer protector.” She says softer with a wince, like she can hear how fucked it sounds. He’s annoyed, and has to deep breathe his way out of showing it. What the fuck is he reading? It's a mess of statistics and a – quite honestly –l ameass excuse for a game plan that he’s happy to pass on to StarLight. Ashley finishes with “Currently you’re doing amazing with our male audience, but we’d like to shift towards a team player, lover of women image.”  

He’s a lover. Through and through, and sometimes hard to find. It’s there though, eventually you’ll get it. 

You walk behind him, and reach beside him to place a sheet down in front of Queen Mauve. You smell good. He tilts his head just enough to catch a sight of you without being too honest about it. You’re a sight. You know that? It’s enough to make his eyes drag down your body, stopping at your ass and then making a slow track down your legs. He’s a dog about it, and internally says fuck it, because then his eyes are back up and locked on yours. 

He hears your heart jump a little, but you’re a pro, because you just smile it off —fuck, you’re beautiful — and say “Good morning.” Before walking away. 

Fuck off, ‘Good morning’ , he’s salivating. 

“Good morning” he says kindly. 

He hasn’t been this turned on, this quickly in a long time. For a human at that? You’re a new feeling, one he can’t even tell if he’s comfortable with. So he’s gotta lock his eyes back on Ashley and pretend like he isn’t gonna think about you later. “Yeah, absolutely –” He waves his hand, & smiles, “– let’s show some girl power, huh?” 

One last glance at you, and you’re looking right at him. He doesn’t even hide his stares this time. His dick jumps a little at the fact that you don’t look away, and he makes a mental note to get your name after this. 

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A/N: *Screams in wanting him*

I have so many feels about Rin & they are Not Happy & I simply must share them

So like, minor spoilers but I’m on mobile so I can’t put a read more because that one trick never works for me so you’ve been warned

But after the class finds out about his powers & everything, they start acting different around him, some more than others. At first they’re very obviously terrified of him & try to avoid him at all costs. They kind of start to warm back up to him, but it’s a consistent issue. They stop sitting next to him in class and talk to him less. If he moves too suddenly they’ll gasp or flinch away.

It’s ongoing for months and months afterwards & the longer it goes on, the more it starts to affect Rin. He feels more like an outsider each & every day. Even Yukio is distant & treats him like some wild animal that could snap at any moment. Izumo and Shima act the most normal but he still notices how they keep at least a body’s distance away from him most of the time. & he’s definitely noticed that they don’t really touch him anymore. No high fives, fist bumps, hair ruffles or hugs. Really the only ones who touch him are Kuro & Shura during training.

At first he tries to convince himself it doesn’t bother him, but how can it not? This is the first real friend group he’s had & they treat him like a ticking bomb. As time goes on, he becomes more subdued, less angry, less him. Instead, all the energy he put into flaring up & being angry turns to sadness. He’s exhausted from failing his training & having to put effort into pretending to be energetic & happy.

Shura’s the first to pick up on it because he’s not as spunky during his training, but she just thinks he’s finally starting to take things seriously & calculate his moves instead of just rushing in. But when she compliments him on a job well done he just mumbles a quick thanks. Shiemi & Izumo notice something’s fishy with him next but Shiemi is too shy to bring it up & Izumo doesn’t care enough to ask him about it.

It takes Yukio a surprisingly long time before he notices that something’s off about Rin. He’s busy with his own school work as well as teaching & when it comes to his brother, he focuses more on keeping him in check than making sure he’s doing ok.

Yukio does start to get concerned when Rin takes an hour long shower & hears him singing “You’ve had a bad day, you’re taking one down. You sing a sad song just to turn it around” over & over. Not the song itself, only that one line. On repeat for an hour. When he steps out he’s like “Uh you feeling okay?” & Rin just brushes it off saying that’s the only line he could remember from that song.

After they’re sent away when the whole eye thing happened, it just gets worse, especially after his flare up. After that he just gets worse, and it becomes nearly impossible not to notice. His eyes are dull & downcast, and he walks slowly shuffling his feet. His tail never wags, the most is does is twitch if someone cracks a joke. He starts to lose sleep because all he can think about is how no one trusts him, not even himself and questions whether he can consider any of them a friend. He never smiles anymore, at least not genuinely. And you can forget about laughing all together. He only gives out weak insincere chuckles when everyone else is laughing so it doesn’t look too suspicious.

Being locked in that cell isn’t the only time he wondered if it would be better for everyone if he died. If he just gave up during a fight or let the Vatican execute him. He doesn’t dare share this thought. But all the other thoughts need to be released. To hear some input from someone else. But he knows he couldn’t possibly tell anyone... at least no one human. Kuro is the only one who he feels like they truly care for him and doesn’t fear him. That’s when he starts to never leave his side because his new master needs a friend he can count on!

When he finally starts to consistently master his flames, he’s not even excited about it anymore. That’s when Shura knows it’s gotten really bad. This sassy, spunky little punk is just a husk of who he really is. She tries to confront him about it to see what’s wrong & he snaps at her, flaring up slightly before just... fizzling out.

It gets so bad that even fucking Mephisto notices that something’s up with the son of Satan. & not the fun to watch kind of something either.

His only emotions become anger, empty sadness, stress, and forced/fake happiness. & then the trouble with his sword starts. It doesn’t only stem from his self doubt, but from the rejection from his friends and brother and the depression that he’s found himself in.

By the end of season 2 he’s in a much better place but still not where he needs to be & still forces himself to be over the top happy & goofy most of the time. What Yukio tells him still really bothers him especially since his opinion is the one that matters the most to him. & even tho he knows his friends are just teasing him, it still hurts to be constantly reminded that he’s the son of Satan & a powerful demon instead of just a normal kid.

- 100 year ago, somewhere a dark corner in Hyrule castle

thinking thinking thinking about boxer!Yuuji, all sweaty and buzzing with energy before a big fight, flashing the most unhinged grin to the cameras when asked about what inspires him to fight tonight. "My girl will let me get her pregnant if I win before the third round"

He knocks out his opponent before the first round is even halfway done lmaooo

PLEASE HE WOULD!!! Aahahha, and you are sitting there hiding your face in your hands as the camera turns to you, thinking, "Why did you say that in front of everyone, Yuu??!! This was supposed to be for your ears only!!"

But that's just the way Yuuji is, direct and with no filter when he is excited ;)

After the (very fast) fight, he pulls you against his side, his body still sweaty, the veins on his buff arms throbbing, his lips hot and wet against your ear when he murmurs, "Let's go home and make a pretty baby. I love you so much, cutie!"

You see the camera team run towards you and barely manage to clap a hand over Yuuji's broadly smiling mouth before your overly eager daddy-to-be can announce on Live TV that he will breed you the whole night.

(I feel like I read a fic similar to this a while ago!!! But unfortunately, I can't remember who wrote it or what it was called. If I ever find it, I will reblog it again for you to read, sweet anon 💗💗 Or if anyone recognizes it, please let me know!!)

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. MASTERLIST !

✑ GENRE: slowburn. angst. nsfw 18+.

✑ WARNING: explicit language. mature themes. topics of violence and murder. stockholm syndrome (not the reader). sexual tension if you squint. reader is an executive. other bonten stuff. strictly mdni.

✑ SYNOPSIS: platonic love is a type of love that is neither sexual nor romantic; something that the executives have been feeling towards you for the past few years - or so they would like to believe.

CHAPTER ONE | PLATONIC LOVE. platonic love is a type of love that is neither sexual nor romantic; something that the executives have been feeling towards you for the past few years - or so they would like to believe.

CHAPTER TWO | ALL EYES ON YOU. tension fills the air as they get to know a lil’ bit of what you have in your closet.

CHAPTER THREE | THAT ONE AFTERNOON. there's something about [Name]'s gift that made everyone go crazy.

other chapters soon. . .

Worship

Reader: F Character: Takanobu Aone Rating: E Summary: His hands were prays on your skin, his kisses sacrifices for good fortune. There had never been a man like Takanobu Aone, and there never will be one like hime again. Calloused hands from hard work on the fields, his offerings beside you as he placed you on the alter.  Warning: God AU, Smut, Alter Sex, Gentle Sex, Pregnancy, Pregnancy Kink Ask Box: Open | Check Out ThreadytoGoDesign | Join me on Patreon 

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