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@thcrealheroes ; homelander : " He - he's gone. They took him. Those motherfuckers took him ! " random inbox asks ; always accepting.

     𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲  𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫  𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧  𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝,     maeve  and  soldier  boy  were  unstoppable  whenever  they  were  fighting  alongside  each  other  and  it  absolutely  made  sense  that  ares  and  his  team  of  assholes  would  try  to  separate  them.     but  she  never  should've  let  it  happen.     she  got  herself  distracted  for  a  moment  and  she  lost  track  of  him.     fuck.     she  was  trying  not  to  panic,  panicking  wouldn't  help  him  and  panciking  wouldn't  make  anyone  feel  better.     yet  she  felt  like  she  was  on  the     𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞     and  she  could  barely  hear  homelander  as  he  spoke  to  her,  blue  eyes  focused  on  the  shield  in  his  hands,  her  heart  racing  in  her  chest  as  she  tried  not  to  fall  apart.     this  was  the  last  thing  he  wanted.     ben  refused  to  be  a  prisoner  again,  to  let  himself  get  caught  and  remained  captured  again.     he  was  going  to  be  hating  this,  he  was  going  to  make  life  hell  for  those  fuckers  who  thought  they  could  do  whatever  they  wanted.     maggie  would  do  anything  to  get  him  back,  she  had  to  because  she  know  he  would  do     𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠     for  her  if  she  was  the  one  who  was  caught.

     𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐨𝐮𝐭  𝐭𝐨  𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝  𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦  𝐡𝐢𝐦,     trying  to  hide  the  way  her  hands  shook  for  a  moment  as  she  tried  to  ignore  that  need  to  just  scream  and  break  something.     ares  had  taken  so  much  from  her  already  and  she  refused  to  lose  anyone  else  to  that  fucker.     she  couldn't  cry,  she  couldn't  break  apart,  she  didn't  have  that  option  right  now.     she  just  had  to  get  him  back  and  she  would     𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭     like  hell  to  get  to  him.     holding  his  shield  made  her  feel  a  little  stronger,  a  little  better  but  it  wasn't  enough.     she  had  to  get  him  back,  she  wouldn't  leave  him  in  that  place,  she  wouldn't  let  him  be  a  prisoner  to  anyone  again.     taking  a  deep  breath,  finally  looking  up  at  homelander  as  she  moved  the  shield  onto  her  back,     "     he's  not  gone.     i'm  getting  him  back,  i'm  not     .     .     .     i'm  not  fucking  losing  him  too,     "     maeve  shook  her  head,  probably  wasn't  thinking  clearly  but  she  wasn't  going  to  just  let  him  go.     she  needed  him  and  she  wouldn't  be  without  him,  he  always  called  her  his  sword  and  she  needed  her  shield  more  than  anything.

     𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞  𝐨𝐮𝐭  𝐚  𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧  𝐨𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐲,     she  wasn't  going  to  stop  till  ben  was  free  and  he  got  to  have  the  life  that  seemed  like  a  far  off  dream.     she  wouldn't  let  him  stay  that  way,  she  wouldn't  give  up  on  him.     running  a  hand  through  her  hair,  looking  in  the  direction  of  vought  tower,  she  wasn't  thinking  but  she  knew     𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲     what  she  needed  to  do.     walking  in  the  direction  of  the  tower,  not  looking  at  homelander  as  she  walked  past  him  before  stopping,     "     are  you  coming  or  are  you  really  gonna  let  me  do  this  alone?     "     maeve  asked,  glancing  back  at  him  and  she  knew  he  had  plenty  of  reasons  to  say  no,  but  she  also  knew  how  important  family  was  to  him.     annie  was  going  to  be  mad  at  both  of  them  for  being  so  thoughtless,  but  even  the  blonde  goody  two  shoes  would  understand  why  they  needed  to  do  this,     "     we  can't  leave  him  there.     ares  will     .     .     .     ares  will  only  do  to  him  what  the  russians  did,  if  not  fucking  worse.     we  gotta  get  him  back,  we're  all  he  has,     "

     𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐡𝐚𝐝  𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞  𝐜𝐫𝐲  𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥  𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬,     she  was  always  someone  who  seemed  to  wear  her  heart  on  her  sleeve  and  despite  the  many  times  that  maggie  had  told  her  to  never  let  anyone  see  her  like  this.     but  this  was  different  than  just  being  overwhelmed  with  everything  that  was  happening,  this  was  heartbreak  in  its  purest  form  and  something  told  her  that  this  definitely  didn't  have  anything  to  do  with  that  twink  hughie  campbell.     though  she  couldn't  rule  out  that  john's  twisted  games  were  potentially  becoming  too  much,  she  had  been  in  her  place before,  she  knew  what  being  homelander's     𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞  𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭     really  meant  and  what  it  could  make  someone  feel  like.     though  she  was  sure  that  he  was  signficantly  worse  now  that  he  was  scrambling  to  stay  in  control.     but  when  annie  confirms  her  tears  had  nothing  to  do  with  homelander,  maggie  feels  herself  relax  a  little,  looking  down  at  her  hands  for  a  moment  before  looking  back  up  at  annie,     "     yeah,  well  he's  the  root  of  all  our  problems  right  now,  doesn't  really  explain  why  you're  a  complete  wreck  right  now,     "

     𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧  𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭  𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐬𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐦  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐚  𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭.     shit.     fucking  butcher.     he  never  mentioned  a  thing  about  annie  the  other  night.     if  she  had  known,  she  never  would've  made  a  move  on  him.     now  she  had  another  reason  to  feel  shitty  about  that  night,  breaking  her  soberity  and  fucking  the  man  who  her  friend  clearly  had  fallen  in  love  with.     good  one,  maggie,  you  fucked  up  everything  again.     shaking  her  head,  running  a  hand  through  red  strands  of  hair  as  she  looked  at  her,  tongue  darting  out  over  her  lips,     "     fucking  hell,  annie,  you  really  do  like  living  on  the  edge,  don't  you?     "     shaking  her  head  as  she  looked  away,  leaning  forward  on  her  knees  as  she  tried  to  figure  out  the  best  thing  to  say.     she  wasn't  shocked  that  butcher  had  been  so     𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥     to  annie,  russia  had  been  a  dead  end  and  clearly  the  frustration  of  that  had  gotten  the  better  of  him,     "     fuck  me,  he's  an  a  right  asshole  when  he  wants  to  be,  isn't  he?     "     

     𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐨𝐮𝐭  𝐭𝐨  𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞  𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞'𝐬  𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐠𝐞𝐭  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧,     a  slightly  softer  expression  on  her  face  as  she  looked  at  the  blonde,  a  gentle  shake  of  her  head,     "     doesn't  matter  what  he  says     -     you're  not  homelander's  latest  whore,  you're  the  only  strong  enough  to  not  bow  to  his  will  like  that,     "     having  been  what  butcher  would  probably  consider  one  of  homelander's  whores,  annie  was  nothing  like  that.     if  anything,  she  couldn't  believe  how  strong  annie  was  coping  with  all  his  bullshit  and  stood  up  to  him  in  a  way  that  no  one  else  had  been  able  to,     "     like  most  men,  butcher  is  lashing  out  'cause  he's  hurt,  fucked  off  and  probably  jealous.     they're  all  giant  toddlers  who  have  tantrums  when  they  don't  get  their  way,     "     maggie  pointed  out,  not  that  it  made  any  of  it  any  better  because  annie  absolutely  did  not  deserve  to  be  spoken  to  like  that  at  all.     giving  her  hand  a  gentle  squeeze,  she  sighed  softly,     "     don't  let  that  fucker  break  you  down  like  this.     he's  not  worth  it     -     especially  since  he's  the  fucker  clearly  doesn't  respect  you,     "     she  was  unsure  if  butcher  had  told  her  the  truth,  but  she  was  going  to  because  she  wouldn't  let  annie  think  that  was  something  she  did  to  her  friends,     "     annie,  if  i  had  known  that  the  two  of  you     .     .     .     you  know  i  was  the  one  who  pointed  them  in  the  direction  of  soldier  boy,  i  went  to  see  what  the  fuck  happened     .     .     .     i've  been  known  to  make  shitty  decisions,  especially  when  i've  had  something  to  drink,     "     sighing  again,  running  a  hand  through  her  hair  again  as  she  looked  away  from  her  because  annie  was  one  of  the  few  people  she  didn't  want  to  hurt,     "     we  had  sex.     it  won't  happen  again  and  i  wanna  kick  his  ass  for  not  respecting  you  like  that     .     .     .     i'm  sorry  annie,     "

@vghtsupes / continue from [ xx ]

ANNIE HAS EXPERIENCED HEARTBREAKS MANY TIMES BEFORE, and in many different ways. But this ? This stung deeper than she could have ever imagined. This sorrow, this heartbreak, carved a hole in her chest, dug for her heart, and crushed it, leaving it destroyed and beyond repairable. Why did she have to fall for him ? Why did she even allow herself to go to him ? Why... why was she so stupid ?

She thought she could make it, and kept the urge of wanting to cry in control as long as possible as her footsteps quickened. Still, before Annie could make it to her apartment, he- being Homelander made a show of himself to block her path, going on about something- Annie didn't know; she wasn't paying much attention, too busy managing the STORM that was her emotions. But-- she wasn't like Maeve; she wasn't like any of them here to turn off what she felt, to hold herself together ? That just wasn't her. BURSTING out in tears and clinging on to Homelander for some kind of comfort, she knew she'd come to loathe herself for that later on. But right now, she just needed to feel something ? As she wept on Homelander, her arms clung tightly around him. Soon, she felt another set of hands on her, forcibly pulling the young blonde away from Homelander. As she turned to see who it was, a wave of relief washed over her as she realized it was Maeve. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and foolish. She lowered her head and let Maggie guide her away, hoping to avoid further embarrassment.

SHE SINKS INTO MAGGIE'S SOFT, COMFORTABLE COUCH, GENTLY BLOWING HER NOSE into the tissue, feeling ashamed and miserable. Her eyes are swollen, and her face is red from all the crying. Annie lets out a broken sob, shaking her head in disbelief as she places a trembling hand on her forehead. She can't believe that she just hugged Homelander, of all people. " Fuck- I'm so.... God. I'm such an idiot. " The blonde whimpers under her breath as she. " What did he ? Who ? Home- no, God, no, this... this isn't about him. He's the ROOT of all my problems, yes... but these tears will never be for him. It's-- " Head turning away, using the back of her sleeve to wipe away the tears streaming down her salt-stained cheeks, bottom lip quivering, a laugh- not a real one, but one of annoyance, one that is more towards herself than anyone else. She will never learn, will she ?

" I'm not like you.. you know. I'm not strong, I can't just break away from my feelings... but I wish I could shut that part of me off. I just- I wish I... I've been-- " Eyebrows knitting together, features TWISTING to make sense of what she's about to tell Maeve. " ...I've been seeing Bil- Butcher for the past... year or so ? I.. I don't even know what to call it... It's not like we were dating or anything... But I.. I- I love him... GOD- FUCK... " A loud gasp leaves past twin flesh when the realization hits her. " -- And I... I don't know what happened. We got in a fight-- which isn't new, but this time ? He.. he called me- he told me I was known as Homelander's latest whore. And I just... And many other things... but I don't... "