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𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧, she felt pulled in so many different directions and she was just trying to figure out who exactly she wanted to be and what she needed to stand for. this whole day had been eye opening in a way that she hadn't expected, she hadn't expected this inner turmoil of who she used to be and who she is now. annie had also been holding onto things she hadn't even dared to tell anyone, she hadn't said a word about what had happened with the deep, she had taken so much shit from so many people and she needed to stand up for 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, for what felt like the first time in her life. listening to homelander's speech, even if she hadn't agreed on everything he had said, it was definitely inspiring to see the way he stood up for what he believed in. though there was something else nagging at her to stay quiet because she had so much to 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 if she did speak up. she had already been told how easily replaceable she would be in the seven, homelander definitely wasn't and he probably had a safety which she hadn't been rewarded. she just had to figure out if speaking up would be truly worth it.
𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, it made her own smile widen as she looked up at him, nothing else mattered and she was just remembering why she looked up to him so much as a young girl. she was hanging on every word he said, taking it all in and she knew that she had to stick by what she believed in. she wanted to be a hero that people looked up to, that little girls would want to be like, she wouldn't be that if she stayed quiet or didn't speak her mind. fuck it. what was the point of being in the seven if she couldn't be honest? why did she have to continue to take shit from everyone else? yet when he wraps an arm around her, pulling her into him and she was just looking out over the stage, a pit of 𝐚𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 building in her chest as she knew she had two choices - stay quiet and be the starlight that vought were trying to push to be, or, speak up and be the starlight that she wanted to be. looking up at him again, her heart was racing in her chest and the way he spoke, it made her feel like he knew 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 than he was letting on.
𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲, her mom came over and put herself right there like she was back at one of those pagaents like she had done when she was younger. annie was doing her best to not let her anxiety get the better of her, but her mom was making it worse with her fussing and gloating that made her skin crawl. she was a little surprised by homelander's patience in dealing with her mother, who she felt like she should be apologising for, but she didn't exactly know how to get her to stop. maybe she was just caught up in thinking about what she was supposed to be doing, instead of focusing on whatever her mom was talking about. the more she sat here, just 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 about what she should do, the more she felt like she couldn't do this. she couldn't go out there at all, she couldn't pretend but she also couldn't tell the truth, " can i just speak to my mom alone for a moment? " annie spoke before she even realised it, not able to look at anyone but her mom for a moment. she just needed her mom to be there for her and not be the pagaent mom that she had come to resent as she had grew up.
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. it didn't even disappoint her that her mom was thinking of herself, how this would make her look rather than how much annie just didn't want to do it. though maybe speaking with her mom and getting the 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 that no one else had her back, she needed to stand up and fight for herself. her mom was more concerned about how this would make her look rather than seeing that she needed her in this moment. fuck it. annie was going to do something completely unexpected and with homelander's promise that she wasn't alone, she knew that she had to go out there and do what is best for her. she was done taking shit from anyone. the way his hand just lingered down her back, it sent a shiver up her spine and she couldn't focus on that right now, she needed to go out on that stage and do exactly what she know she 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 do for herself.
𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫, but the words felt forced and fake, she couldn't even pretend to act like what was expected of her. another glance at her mom told her that speaking up would be the right thing. she didn't even dare look at homelander, she wasn't sure if he meant what he said about being there with her no matter what. the music was stopped and she just spoke her mind, calling out the constant bullshit she had noticed and expressing herself in a truly honest way. it felt right to finally expose the way she had been treated since joining the seven, being told what to wear or what to say, and she didn't even hold back from talking about the 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 with the deep. she didn't have to mention his name, she knew who she was talking about, she wouldn't be surprised if he had done this before and those who had let it happen again and again, she was not about to let it slide. annie was honest with everything she said, honest in a way that felt vulnerable and exposed, but it also felt like something she had to do, " i'm done pretending and i'm done taking anymore shit, "
𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞, removing her microphone as she did and handing it to the first person she came across, not making eye contact with anyone, ignoring the way she could ashley yelling for her and the moment she was out of the bright lights, her adrenaline coming down and she could feel the panic setting in about what she had just done. her big dream of being in the seven, of being the hero she knew she could be, she could have just ruined and all because she didn't want to play by the rules. annie was just a mess of emotions, unable to stop the tears slipping down her cheeks, trying to not let her panic take over into a fullblown attack. what had she done? maybe it was just the 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, the disappointment that she felt from hughie making her feel like he just wanted free things from her, the realisation that she was going to have to keep all these lies to people she didn't want to lie, the secret of what the deep had done and the whirlwind of this whole time since she had been in the seven. hands come up to rub her face, shaking a little as she resisted the urge to just scream, " fuck. what did i just do? "
HOMELANDER WAS THE CONDUCTOR, AND THE CROWD WAS HIS TO CONTROL as he pleased. They cheered when his voice rose and chanted his name over and over again ! It was music to his ears the way he had each and every one of these poor pathetic souls WRAPPED around his scarlet gloved finger. Honestly, Homelander was soaking it all in, hovering above them, arms raised from side to side, their hands all reaching for him as he floated across the crowd majestically, like a God. Kissing his boot and praising GOD that they were allowed to touch him, for he is everything holy in the eyes of humanity. His head tilts back, his eyes tracing the blue clouds scattered across the sky. A cruel grin dances over his lips, the edges of his mouth curving into a malevolent smile. A deep, haunting chuckle rumbles from within him as the sun's rays cast an illuminating glow upon his figure. In this instant, a sense of unyielding ruthlessness consumes him, yet paradoxically, his outward appearance and smile exude a pure and captivating charm. It is in this moment that he is keenly reminded of the immense power he wields over everything - this world, its inhabitants, and the omnipotent force of VOUGHT.
As the older supe glides back down towards the stage after giving the crowd a pretty memorable moment for all to jack off to or cry happily about in the middle of the night at the mere thought of witnessing such GRACE and POWER, he waves to the fans, offering them a ' YOU'RE THE REAL HEROES ! ' -The crowd goes wild, some shedding tears of joy and others offering heartfelt blessings in response to the powerful and moving performance. WHAT IDIOTS. Homelander swirled around, his cape billowing out behind him as he strode purposefully across the stage toward the waiting Starlight. Every step he took was punctuated by the sensation of her intense gaze fixed upon him, her dark irises seeming to penetrate his very being. As he closed the distance with unyielding confidence, he couldn't shake the lingering thrill of his recent performance, high off the energy that was given to him, bet the speech Madelyn had prepared for him would have been SHIT. The response would not have been thrilling. It made Homelander feel excited that Starlight would speak about how it inspired her.
WARMLY GRINNING DOWN AT THE SMALLER BLONDE. " Inspiring, you say ? Well, Starlight that's the idea behind my speech really ! I- why should we be terrified of the concept of SPEAKING our mind ? I- I mean come on... Vought claims they want what is best for us... but at the same time, they don't seem to care what you and I have to say ? What's with that ? I've been with Vought for years now, and all my so-called ideas.... they never see the LIGHT. They always tell me.... soon Homelander. Soon. " He places his hands on his hips, shaking his head in defeat. " ... soon never comes. So I say fuck it. " And he's being very open with Starlight, an arm moving to guide itself around her shoulders as he turns her towards the stage, watching as they prepare it for Starlight, for she is next to come out and give her speech about God and all that holy shit. " We should have a voice. After all, this is America. Land of the free... shouldn't you and I have a say ? Shouldn't we speak our truths ? I want you to go out there, and whatever happens.... I'll be here. You have a lot on your mind, I can tell. " As he speaks, he draws the pretty blonde closer to his side; he doesn't care that her mother was coming over to them along with Ashley, who saw one glimpse of Homelander and decided to turn the other way instead... good-- she's learning.
Her mother smiles, coming to fix her daughter's hair; at the same time, she tries to make small talk with Homelander, who is nothing but friendly, at least in this illusion. But he sees through her mom's cracks and knows she's fake, just like the rest, wanting CONTROL and everyone to give her credit. Every accomplishment isn't just Starlight's--- but hers as well. It's always 'me ' and ' we ' with her. He fights the urge to roll his eyes as her mom, who just wouldn't SHUT THE FUCK UP, his hand on Starlight's shoulder tightens but loosens just as quickly once her name is called to come on the stage. " You got this; remember what I told you. " Homelander assures her as he goes to smooth down her cape rather kindly and a pat on her mid-back. " You aren't alone. "
SHIP : SOLDIER BOY & QUEEN MAEVE 1/ ? . ft @vghtsupes
In your eyes, I'm alive. Inside, you're beautiful, something so unusual. In your eyes, I know I'm home (yeah). Every tear, every fear, gone with the thought of you. Changing what I thought I knew, I'll be yours for a thousand lives. I'm free as a bird when I'm flying in your cage. I'm diving in deep, and I'm riding with no brakes, and I'm bleeding in love. You're swimming in my veins; you got me now. Been waiting for a lifetime for you, been breaking for a lifetime for you. Wasn't looking for love 'til I found you, ooh na-na ayy , for love, 'til I found you (oh). Skin to skin, breathe me in, feeling your kiss on me. Lips are made of ecstasy; I'll be yours for a thousand lives (for a thousand lives). I'm free as a bird., when I'm flying in your cage (so lost). I'm diving in deep, and I'm riding with no brakes (no no). And I'm bleeding in love; you're swimming in my veins, you've got me now (now)