A/N: first post in a long while!! so sorry if this is ooc, i tried my best. gonna rewatch the show and hopefully i’ll get some fic ideas. let me know if you have any or any tips to improve the characterization. i love u all mwah x
𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘
♡ it is certainly not your intention to be won over by this man, nor is it his intention to win you over. (not at first.)
♡ it starts off like it does working with most of the seven. he’s cocky and ignores you, only wanting your feedback if it’s positive.
♡ he does not respect you. he’s gloating to you constantly, he doesn’t care about disrupting your work or inconveniencing you, and he does not spare your feelings at all. he will blatantly tell you if he finds you attractive or not completely out of the blue. his misogynistic and borderline creepy remarks are a constant.
♡ this guy has a tier list of the most ‘smashable’ employees ranked by his preferences. he is not interested in romance in the slightest. not outwardly at least. deep down he craves affection and acceptance, but he doesn’t believe he’s capable of receiving that. not from humans at least. he does all he can to bury that desire— after all, that’s **so** not manly of him. what would homelander think? homelander wouldn’t tolerate a needy pathetic loverboy. the seven needs ruthlessness! besides, he’s got all the money, fame, and chicks at his feet that he could ask for.
♡ the more time you spend working with him (or trying to… he’s infamously terrible to work with) he becomes increasingly more annoying, trying and failing to hide the fact that he’s genuinely desperate for your approval. if you give him even the slightest bit, he is greedy. like a stray dog being fed scraps, he always returns, more eager than the last time.
♡ he’ll try to play it off by saying that you work together and you haven’t quit or been fired yet so it only makes sense to get to know you, but he’s around you wayyyy more than the job requires him to be.
♡ he knows you probably only listen to his rants because you have to, but he’s happy that you’re listening regardless. the others just walk away or shut him down.
♡ with all the random sea knowledge he has, you can’t help but gradually become interested. for someone so shockingly stupid, he sure is knowledgeable and passionate about this one subject.
♡ it’s strangely endearing to you how when you begin to ask questions and remember his sea friends that his face lights up with delight. when he’s not being gross, he’s actually kinda pleasant to be around.
♡ once you’ve shown him that you somewhat listen to him, he’s already attached himself to you. he’s searching for you in the building. he’s showing off in front of you. he’s begging you to meet his sea friends or come with him to the pool so you can watch his new trick (and you better clap and tell him good job or his mood instantly drops. if he doesn’t get visible or verbal approval, if not both, he has failed you and is overthinking it with all 3 of his functioning brain cells)
♡ he has to show you his aquarium and do a formal introduction for every single specimen that’s in there. and you best believe he had a long talk with them prior about what he should do and say to woo you.
♡ he likes to give you things. a pretty shell he found. a sand dollar. he will take you to the beach and make the sea creatures perform a spectacle for you. he’s very into gift giving, acts of service and quality time.
♡ once you agree to date him, he is ecstatic. everybody has to know. he’s going around the tower, forcing you along and embarrassing you by proudly announcing to everyone that he has a hot partner and you match his freak his so well. he’s probably gonna get clowned later, you can already tell, but it’s a sweet gesture and you’re glad he’s so devoted.
♡ he is intensely jealous. you better not speak to any other guy for too long or he will become insecure. you need to constantly tell him that you love him and he’s handsome and he’s doing great. he won’t ask directly, but he’ll hint at it so much that it becomes routine for you.
♡ he’ll try to stand up for you. no one else is gonna give you crap. he’s gonna find a way to make someone else do your work so you can follow him around all day.
♡ when you start dating him, you help him fall in line, which makes homelander slightly less hostile to you. if he has an issue with deep, he’s telling you and he fully expects you to fix it. for some reason things only stick in deep’s head if they come from your mouth. plus, you keep deep occupied and away from him. if homelander could make connections, you’d be his favorite person, too, for getting deep out of his sight.
♡ despite all that he’s done, you have the power to make him a better man, and you do. he truly loves you. :)
Imagine if we did the “public libraries are punk” thing for other subcultures. Imagine if people made shirts that said “Soup kitchens are grunge” or “Mixed Use Urbanism is Juggalo”.
A/N: this has been on my mind all week... and deep isn't even my favorite character!! i hope this reaches some of his fans though. please enjoy!
Tags: headcanons, dub-con, overstim, p in v, coercion, oral (m receiving), slight watersports, choking and breathplay
Wordcount: 1k
Porn-brained Deep who refuses to ever use lube.
He doesn't believe in it, thinks it's a crutch, that it's insulting. "We don't need that, babe. I can get you wet enough by myself," he would say, giving your clit a smack. He would spit all over your pussy, just like they do in the dirty films he loses himself in at night.
When he finally aligns himself with your cunt and shoves his way in, he groans at the resistance. "Give it a second," he would say through clenched teeth, eyebrows pinching together. He fucks into you anyways, ignoring your pained whines. Once you adjust to his size and give up on trying to get him to stop, your body relaxes just a bit and your pussy forms a precious little creamy ring around his cock, slicking him up nice and good. "What'd I say, huh? Always getting wet for me."
Porn-brained Deep who grows obsessed with the idea of choking you during sex.
The girls in the videos he watches love it, so he tries it without warning. At first, his hand just wraps around your throat enough to hold you in place, keeping you anchored against the bed while he pummels his cock into you.
Unfortunately, he did zero actual research on safe breathplay and pushes down further on your throat, nearly crushing your windpipe. He sees the way you squirm and assumes it's because of how much you love it, so he adds his other hand, stupidly unaware of how strong he actually is.
"Fuck, your face is getting so red, baby. Must really like this." He shoves his tongue into your breathless mouth, stealing what little bit of air you have left. "Didn't know you were such a freak."
Porn-brained Deep who is personally offended when you can't squirt for him.
He takes it as a slight against him, as if he isn't fucking you well enough. He thinks squirting is just the female equivalent of ejaculating, so when you tell him you came but he didn't see you squirt, he thinks you're lying to save his feelings and he doesn't like that one bit.
He's folded your legs to your chest, pushing them the farthest they can go. One hand is planted on your lower belly, pushing down on where his cock is hitting, and the other is abusing your clit. "I'm not fucking pathetic, I don't need you to lie to me. I can make you cum whenever I want," he would say, mostly to himself, as you are a lost cause—nothing but a sobbing mess at this point.
"Can't do it anymore," you managed to shriek, feeling your eighth orgasm creep down your spine. It's not enough for him. It's not real if he can't see it. "Please, no more! F—fuck!"
He clamps his hand over your mouth to shut you up and lifts your lower body up with his other hand. This angle lets him hit even deeper, abusing the spot that aches for him. He's also managing to hit your bladder, too, though, and with each thrust, little sprays of piss leak out of your sore cunt.
"That's it," he would goad, pulling his dick out and smacking it against your sopping pussy. "You're gonna keep fuckin' squirting for me until I'm done. You've been holding out on me."
Porn-brained Deep who treats you like a doll.
He moves you in any position he wants, pulling and shoving you like you're weightless. If he wants you face down and ass up, then that's how he'll maneuver you. He rips your legs apart without a care, sliding himself between your thighs like it's his rightful place.
"Take it," he would coo. "Every inch, now. Don't squeeze me out."
He's rooted behind you, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise, slamming into you at a murderous pace. When you try to catch your breath and lift your head, he smothers your face back into the pillow, using his foot on the back of your head.
He degrades you physically and praises you verbally, giving you whiplash and keeping you dizzy, drenched, and dumb on his cock.
Porn-brained Deep who doesn't let you swallow his cum.
When you blow him, he refuses to let you swallow. That's too clean, he wants you messy.
Sometimes, he makes you slowly drool it out so he can watch it pool down your neck and chest.
Sometimes, he wants you to blow bubbles with it, drooling over his balls and slicking them up with his own diluted cum.
Sometimes, he kisses you right after and steals his own cum from your mouth, swishing it around with his saliva before spitting it back out onto your face with a dazed smirk.
Most of the time, though, he takes hold of your hand, brings it to your own mouth, and tells you to spit. He lets go of your wrist and nods. You know exactly what to do.
You bring the messy hand to your cunt and smear it all over, coating your folds with his cum.
"Don't forget—yeah, good," he would hum, watching you shove your cum covered fingers into your hole. "Good girl, that's right. Fuck it back inside."
Porn-brained Deep who forces you to watch videos with him.
"See that? Don't you wanna be a nasty girl just like her?"
Cum funnels, gangbangs, anal, double penetration, all of it. Anything sick, perverted, or icky is his holy grail.
He slowly pets your pussy, mentally taking note of which scenes make your panties wetter and which ones make your clit throb under his touch. When a video of a woman tied up to the bed pops up, a vibrator assaulting her helpless cunt, he feels your pussy twitch.
"Yeah?" He looks over at you, an eyebrow raised. "You like that?" He rubs you more purposefully, focusing on your swollen clit.
"I guess my baby's getting to be just as gross as I am, huh?"
I'm an adult. I am not a child who is amused by this nonsense. I make these videos strictly for educational purposes. Points to anyone who recognizes what animal's mating call this is.
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