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Homelander of The Boys RP blog. Show based only. NSFW. 

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Homelander from The Boys RP blog. Show based only. Pronouns golden/god. Massive wip, new blog. 

Mun is +30, Sweden (CET/GMT+1), loves disturbing themes and horror, is down for most fucked up shit and ships. “Plot, what plot?”-smut is loved. Triggers untagged, don’t ask.

Muse has no moral compass, barely knows right from wrong, and incredibly low emotional intelligence. He will be played accordingly. There are consequences if your muse triggers him  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

No minors. No immature people who think they’re entitled to tell others what they’re allowed to do. No people who threaten others over ships they don’t like. Abuse anon and it will be turned off. The block button is loved. 

I don’t want to be in a fandom. I stay out of any fandom-related discussions and drama.

Carrd with rules and shit

Non-roleplay blogs that reblog my roleplay threads will be blocked. Don’t reblog them, thanks!!!!

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psa

will be low activity on this account due to low energy burnout brain that cant think. will probably more active over at @arcanigenum since my ocs are easier to write when low energy.

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the absolute horror on homey’s face whenever he does something he’s unsure of how other people will react to aaaaaaaaaaahhhh

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anyone else thought of this? 🤣

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Three of my OCs on this blog have a The Boys verse, just to throw it out there (also I have literally zero to do at work)!! Their profiles are on mobile friendly wix pages 😘 Unless tumblr fucks up the links.

Jacques Jourdain; Got V as an adult in the trials and it only gave him body horror monster powers. Kinda cool, but worthless. He works as a supe porn star. I don’t know his “supe name” or porn star name ok?! He does very niched freaky porn mostly. Just a happy himbo glad to be alive, y’know? Clicky profile.

Egil Wijk; A normal human dude who is a scientist with military background. I figure he could probably work at either Vought or be like the head of the department for Sage Grove Center or some shit. He loves his unethical human experiments. There’s Edgar vibes to him actually, if Edgar’s goal in life was to create a homunculus.  Clicky profile.

Ull - but is probably named Vanik Lyckeblom in this verse: A supe dude. A very chill dude. He’s got some sort of hunting powers with freaky accuracy and tracking. Need to find a supe who took out their tracker? Hire him, I guess. But you have to find him first since he hates people and lives as off-grid as he can. Is probably called something dumb like Bloodhound. Cringe if you ask him.  Clicky profile.

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theovercompensatinghero​:

“You talk to me, when you’ve not gotten anything in 40 years and you’ll be in a rush too.” He sassed back, feeling the hand on him. His impatient manner was from not having any comfort whatsover apart from Grannies recently, while on ice so that’s why he was having trouble with it being so slow. Noticing that the glacial pace even happen when he was exposed he smiled. “Good. I knew you could listen to me. Do it.” 

    “Okay,” he smiled and pulled down Ben for a deep and long kiss, made sure to relish in the warmth of the older man’s mouth only to draw it out further. Eventually he rolled them over and sat back up, reached for the lube and coated Ben’s member. Slowly, John sank down on the cock and let out a shaky moan as it entered him. “You feel so fucking good,” he breathed, keeping eye-contact with Ben the whole time. It wasn’t the first time he had uttered that phrase in the past 24 hours. It wouldn’t be the last time either. With one hand on Ben’s chest and the other stroking his own cock, he began to just as slowly roll his hips. 

[soldierboys]

I mean, sure, I’ll lose everything, but then… I’ll have nothing to lose.

THE BOYS | 3x03 - “Barbary Coast”

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am i allowed to call sb’s peen for daddy dick when i write sin with homey

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Homelander hallucinating Soldier Boy in the crowd | The Boys 3.07

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if stormfront is homey’s mom im 100 % here for it

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and the #1 kittyboy award goes to

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“Mhmm. Still, I know places that you’ve looked better like right here.” Knowing John very well already he could see that he was furrowing his brows at the reality that Ben had dropped. Feeling the kiss he lapped it up. 

Still on top he chuckled at the words. “Chop Chop keep up, slow poke.” He let the T-shirt fall and smiled as he held John closer. “I wasn’t built in a day.”

    “Are you in a rush?” he teased and caressed the warm skin of Ben’s back, down towards the jeans. Ben had been on ice for years, he could deal with John being a slow poke. He took his time undoing the belt and the jeans as well, slowly stroked the now freed cock. “Let me ride you.” 

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“I’m 103, with vices a mile long. Talk to me when your looking as good as me at this age, sport.” Moving closer to John he felt the taste of the milkshake on his lips finishing the kiss and humming as he felt the hands on his boots.

“I know…?” He questioned. “Does anyone really know anyone? I thought you were a loser cause you wore capes, I got over that.” He knew that meeting your heroes was always a starstruck thing, let alone a caregiver figure, having not had one. “You always do that. Put yourself down before you’ve even been told off, it’s a bad habit. Be strong, own your shit. If you’re glad to meet me, then be proud of that. It’s not stupid.” He pulled him off his legs into a deeper kiss. “You’re not as totally unmanly as I thought you’d be. But there’s always tommorow.” He joked, moving on top of him. “Silence your mind, I know what will help you.”

    “I want to point out the cape wasn’t my decision.” Just like everything else he had little to no control over. The flag design had been, however. Ben calling John out on how he treated himself had him furrow his brows. Well, there was no denying that he did put himself down a lot and punished himself. He only uttered a small “yeah” before his lips were once again pressed against Ben’s and moaned softly into his mouth. 

    His arms wrapped around Ben when the man rolled them over. “But I’m not finished undressing you,” he grinned, his fingers grabbing the hem of the T-shirt to pull it off of Ben. 

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what’s your worst sin out of the seven mine is pride. i’m never going to die btw

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“Now you’re getting it.” He grinned with a smirk to it and put a hand through John’s hair letting out a happy sigh. “You don’t know.” He repeated, just feeling good about having comfort. “Oh that’s a rule in this room, I forgot, I made that recently. No clothes in the evenings. You finish the milkshake and you can help me, so I’m following it. Haven’t had anyone unlace my boots in a while.”

    “How can you forget the most important rule?” He smiled and took a last sip from the shake - which wasn’t empty just yet - and leaned in and kissed Ben. The taste of milk and Ben mingled well, and John gave a pleased hum. “I’ll help you,” he mumbled against Ben’s lips and put away the cup. As much as he wanted to tear off the shirt, he moved down the bed to the mentioned boots, sliding his hand along Ben’s leg.

    “You know...” John pulled the laces slowly, undid the knots. “I don’t actually know you but I feel like I do already.” It was a different kind of trust he felt compared to others that had little to do with binge watching his movies as a child. Maybe it was dumb - clearly everyone betrayed him sooner or later anyway. “It’s... stupid,” he mumbled, mostly to himself, while unlacing the boots. They were then pulled off together with the socks, and John moved back up to straddle Ben’s legs. 

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Ben pulled John towards his chest, letting him sip the milkshake after he repeated it once again. “Our place is above them.” He entwined their fingers together and kissed the top of his hand. He was not sure anything was landing with this kid but he was trying as he let go he sighed. “So now that I’m here. What’s the plan?”

    “So fucking far above them.” He settled and quickly relaxed against Ben’s chest. “I don’t know,” he mumbled with the straw in his mouth. To be fair, he was rather happy with Ben simply being there. “I do know you’re overdressed.” He chuckled and glanced up at Ben, took a long sip from his drink.