more thoughts of a mean!reader who play the big three (Homelander, Soldier Boy, and Bombsight ) like a damn fiddle.
+ Bombsight smut, and allusions to Soldier Boy smut
You , who were only recruited by Sage because "There needs to be a pretty face in the Seven."
You, who acts as exactly that, a pretty face and nothing more. You don't make any statements while everything happens, and eventually, it builds a lore about you. People like having someone to put their fantasies in, so you become that person.
You, who met Sage back in your uni days. Your powers were nothing worthy of being on the Seven, so why would Sage choose you? You have no idea.
You, who were chosen because Sage clearly remembers the day you slapped your boyfriend for saying something stupid (Accusing you of cheating, which you 100% were) and gaslit him so hard he came back within the hour with flowers and begging for your forgiveness.
You, who were chosen because Sage also recalls how at all times you always had three or more men on your roster because "if you have three, it assure you can never catch feelings for one"
You, who eventually get bored, just for the fun of it turn your sights to Homelander because you couldn't help just how easy he would be.
Homelander who never took any real notice of you other than the fact you were a pretty face, but Sage brought you on, so you had to have something. It made him suspicious of you.
Homelander, who began to understand your appeal when theories began to circle around you. He watched as people spun their own tales about you based off a few clips. One of you holding a baby, another of you back in your college days helping a girl, and the final one of you being surrounded by dogs from a pound.
Homelander, who began to pay more attention to you once you approached him. He was desired by many, but they didn't know him, you did. You were always there, so you knew him, if only a little.
Homelander, who started speaking more honestly with you around. You ignored everyone else in the Seven besides him and it's weak he knows, but he basks in that knowledge that you only pay attention to him.
Homelander, who thinks the best of you because you never mess up. (There's nothing to mess up) You never undermine him. You boost his public image whenever you appear beside him, so he stays beside you often. (Try as he might, he still needs validation)
Homelander, who preens at the little compliments you give him. Feels a shiver travel down his spine when you whisper a small "I'm proud of you."
Homelander, who grows confused when you start to pull away. Suddenly you're paying more attention to your phone than to him.
Homelander, who tries to act unaffected by the look you've just given him after trying to talk to you.
You, who a week back picked up what Sage put down. There were coordinates. Ever curious, you go, and you find someone delicious.
You who finds Bombsight and figure out who's better than him to add to your super roster.
Bombsight, who is adamant he's the one in control in this little tango between the two of you.
Bombsight, who says you're not getting a relationship out of him. All you say is "I'll change your mind."
Bombsight is sure you won't, until you both start doing things people would do in a relationship. You call him every night. You fall asleep on the phone with him. You call him baby, love, and all the other sweet names that come with being in a relationship.
Bombsight, who is beginning to enjoy the perks of having a relationship without ever being in one, and he is sure he's got you.
Bombsight knows he has you when you start telling him things like "I've never opened up to anyone like this before" and "I feel like I've known you forever."
You who's got Bombsight right where you want him, so you turn your attention back to Homelander. You've only gotten caught twice in your entire career of playing men. Once, it was a rookie mistake; he got hold of your phone. Second time? You didn't lay the groundwork well enough to be able to gaslight him into thinking you were never cheating.
You, who, at this point, have gotten so used to cheating, you don't even think it's taboo. It's a normal, and expected even, that you're bound to cheat. Your heart rate doesn't speed up because you know your little weirdo (Homelander) can hear it.
You who make sure none of your males ever align unless they're best friends who know how to keep their mouths shut and don't want to lose their friendship.
You who never keeps your phone out in the open for anyone to grab or take, and your cute pink iPad hidden somewhere no one would care to look.
You who makes sure all tangible proof can be misconstrued.
Homelander, who is starting to have withdrawals from your lack of affection. He's getting more snappy. Having more fantasies of lasering someone from the press in half.
Homelander, who, in his desperation and lack of you, lets his father, Soldier Boy, out of cryo, doesn't know he's just given you your third bitch on the roster.
You, who jumps for joy when you see Soldier Boy, and YOU KNOW it's free eats, because he screams that he's easy as hell.
Homelander, who would never assume you'd do anything with anyone else because you told him that if you ever caught him with someone else, you'd be quick to leave the Seven. Safe to say he dropped Firecracker pretty fast.
Homelander, who still gets worried when Soldier Boy goes sniffing around you, and you entertain it. But no! You'd never cheat on him, how could you when you said you'd leave him and everything else if you ever found out. He doesn't want you to leave.
Soldier Boy, who yearns to take you from his weird ass son when you tell him that he's forced you into this faux relationship, and your life and family are on the line.
Soldier Boy, who kisses you any time he can. Behind a door, in your room, in the room of the Seven when he knows Homelander is gone.
Soldier Boy, who relaxes because you give him everything he could ever want. You shower him in compliments that he doesn't think deep enough, because if he did, he'd realize they're all backhanded. But he's too busy coming to you for all the things Clara and Crimson Countess ever did for him.
Soldier Boy, who knows you chose him because you always tell him so. Over and over you whisper that it's him. That you think he's the one, that you've never been more sure about anyone other than him.
Soldier Boy, who think's stupid at first but then grows to crave your words.
Soldier Boy, who doesn't even realize you begin to just barely giving him anything, and yet he can't understand why he gets this rush of you giving him something he's not supposed to have. Maybe it's because his son is obsessed with you and had you first.
Soldier Boy, who says you want to leave it all and go off with him somewhere. He lets the idea warm him.
You, who can't help but smile at it all.
Bombsight, who still answers your call because he loves what you tell him. You call him, telling him you missed his voice. You text him, calling him your handsome boy.
You, who had mastered the art of ★Love Bombing★ and have made sure to integrate yourself into Bombsight's routine.
You, who makes sure you're the first person he wakes up to, and the last voice he goes to sleep hearing, and always making sure to sprinkle in a good dose of telling him "Baby, I just think you're the one." All the while in the next room, Soldier Boy is fucking his hand because you left him all hot and bothered, not even five minutes before you called Bombsight.
Bombsight, who thinks you might be perfect for him with your little phrases that delight him when you tell him, "We're so alike it's scary because I feel the exact same way!"
Bombsight, who starts thinking about giving you the V1 to keep you around forever. You're already a supe; some V1 just makes sure you stay forever.
Bombsight, who starts imagining a life with you when you start using "us" and "our" consistently so much so he would think it abnormal for it to be any other way.
Bombsight, who takes everything you give him and keeps it close to his heart. You told him, "I'd never leave you," after he told you about Golden Geisha.
Bombsight, who mourned in your arms Goldie and you let him without ever telling him anything and he knows you'll stay.
You, who has to suppress a smile every time you see any of your hoes.
You, who starts to hang around more with Soldier Boy, but you never do anything with him. Never letting it go beyond kissing and heavy petting.
Homelander, who is starting to get insecure with how much time you spend with Soldier Boy, so he starts changing anything and everything about himself for any small comment you make. You told him you liked his blonde hair, and that warm feeling tingled down his spine. You then told him that his roots are showing. He's damn near in the hair salon every day, making sure his roots are never visible.
Soldier Boy, who starts to get annoyed when he has to deal with seeing more and more public outings of you and Homelander.
Soldier Boy, who hates seeing Homelander having his hand on some part of you at all times.
Soldier Boy, who has to hold himself back whenever Homelander presses a kiss to your temple and you make those pleading eyes to Soldier Boy to save you. He just hasn't figured out a way to do so yet.
Soldier Boy, that casually mentions kids as a way to distract you from his weird-ass son. He tells you he wants three kids, you agree, and say you'd want them to be raised in the country. He couldn't agree more.
Soldier Boy, who tells you he wants all boys, but you warm him up to the idea of having a couple of girls, and from then on can't stop thinking about having little girls who look just like you.
You, who all the while keeps Homelander with the facade that you're a virgin and he thrives off of that, seeing as the damn fool thinks he's god now, and now you fit perfectly in his little story.
You, who knows it won't be long till Soldier Boy breaks, and his only 'relationship' is gone. And you, for one, can't wait to see that day happen.
Homelander, who agrees to wait, never knowing his father has only just earned the right to eat you out and nothing more.
Soldier Boy, who is training himself to get off from just eating you out, because it's all you're giving him. But he can't bring himself to care all that much because no one else is getting you this way.
Bombsight, who laughs at both of them because he knows he's the one for you. (He's not) Why? Because he's the one that gets to fuck you.
Robbie is good at hiding. He's always been good at the sort of thing. So when he starts wanting you in more ways than one, he's also pretty good at hiding that.
Robbie can't have a relationship with you, but maybe something a little more than what you both have now —A situationship is what they call it nowadays no?
Maybe it wouldn't hurt. Shit, every time he sees you, cooking for him, waking up across the room from him, in his clothes, using his products to shower, his cock twitches and thickens in his pants. He can only just barely hide his need for you. Just barely, with teasing and making small comments that if you ever needed to, you can always sleep with him.
You took his offer. He was dead asleep when he felt you hugging him. Well after that, it wasn't long till Robbie was snapping his hips up into you with ferocity trying to hide the fact that he's bee lonely for so long.
And your sweet words in such a short time are getting him to rethink everything.
Sweet woman.
He's looking up at you as he sinks his cock into your soaked cunt as your straddling him. His mouth is agape as he looking at you as you give him shaky moans and needy whimpers from your pouty, swollen lips. Swollen because he's kissed you too hard. But you never seem to mind, every time he kisses you he feels your walls twitch around his cock.
He wants better lighting, he needs better lighting to see what he's sure is an ethereal sight of you above him.
Robbie thinks this is lust. This is just pure pure lustful sex, but fuck! You're just so good for him.
He's special to you. You can trust him. You've given yourself to him. Maybe he's an awful guy for taking advantage of you like this, but after all your sweet words of making him feel like he's the only one for you. Robbie just can't help himself.
Even now, he can't help himself because you're close enough that he can make out your starry eyes looking down on him all sweet and he knows that he's not gonna be able to let you go like he should.
"Please Robbie!" It's all you can manage to say. It sounds so good to him. Sounds so good the way his name sound rolls off your tongue and Robbie has to remind himself to not grip you too hard lest you break.
You told him you don't do this and yet you're on top of his whining that you wanna cum, and Robbie is thoroughly enjoying every single bit of it. Pleasure that only he can give you. “Yeah? Go ahead. Fuck, don’t let me stop you, pretty girl.” And the sight that follows, well, he can live in the moment for eternity. Your eyes squeeze shut before you’re creaming around his cock, his hands moving up your sides before cupping your face and pulling you into a sloppy, wet, bruising kiss.
Theres a bliss that blooms in Robbie whenever he feels your heartbeat race around him. It flushes every part of him when he can feel and hear your heartbeat, desperately trying to keep up. Even more so as he's kissing you, filling you up with his load while you moan and breathe your sighs across his lips in a tone he's sure his next wet dream will be about.
Robbie his holding on to you as he comes down from his orgasm and still lost in his hormone-drunken haze when he suddenly flips you and has you under him all the while he presses soft slow kisses over your face. He bathes in the sweet sounds of your whimpers at the over stimulation. He pulls back, looking down at you, and you have this dreamy look on his face that punches him in the gut when he recalls that he told you he can't ever be with you.
You give him a sweet smile and his cock twitches awake inside of your tight walls once more.
Maybe it doesn't sound like all that bad of an idea.
Soldier Boy, who tells you about the supe killing virus.
You, who starts to panic, because no one ever said your life would really be in danger. Males, you can handle. A virus? You're not so sure.
Soldier Boy, who comforts you by saying that both of you need to find Bombsight because he has the V1 and that it's the cure.
You, who gives a smile and a small laugh before agreeing. Your dumbass man, who says he's gonna work with Homelander to find it and then give it to you.
You, who knows you're gonna get in about a week, tops.
Bombsight, who can't get a clear reading on you. One moment you text him back within ten minutes, other times you don't respond after 10. But he knows you're online because you post on your social media. Small pictures every now and then.
Bombsight, who calls you out about not responding to him, but somehow always ends up taking the blame for you. "You said you didn't want a relationship, and I thought I was coming on too strong. I was giving you space."
Bombsight, who kicks himself over the fact that it is what he said, and it was stupid to say.
Bombsight, who panics when you start alluding to breaking up. He tells you that you told him you'd never leave him. So how could you!?
You, who only said, "But we're not together in a relationship, remember?" It took a week for him to come back begging for you.
Bombsight, who comes back with the V1, says he wants to spend eternity with you. He's on one knee, opening the box and giving it to you like it's a wedding ring.
You, who only look down at him as he looks up to you with such pleading eyes, it takes everything in you to not burst out laughing at him.
Bombsight, who stays still. You've given him heaven, and now you're giving him limbo.
You, who finally accepts and Bombsight gives you the V1.
Sage, who couldn't be happier with your work because it's only a matter of time before you grow bored and leave, or let them all know about one another.
You, who acts the pious one ever, tells Bombsight to go save Goldie, all the while Soldier Boy calls you to come get the V1 he'll take from Robbie before Homelander ever gets his hands on it.
Homelander, who will still take the V1, but before he does, he'll have his best workers make another one by reverse engineering the one he'll take and then give that second dose to you.
Homelander, who proposes to you, and you say yes, and so he's secured his virgin wife.
"Look, all we're after is the V1. You hand that over, we go home happy." MM spoke and Robbie looked over to him.
He looked back over to Goldie. Robbie is fast, but not fast enough to stop the bullet. "I can't."
"Robbie." Goldie called out and Robbie sighed.
"I can't because I don't have it. Haven't had it for weeks." He looked over to Goldie. "You said you weren't gonna change your mind. It took time for me to accept that, and I did."
"What the fuck do you mean you don't have it?" Butcher pressed the gun into her head.
Robbie is long over Goldie, but it doesn't mean he doesn't care about her. He wants her to have a good life. That's all. "Stop!"
"Where is the V?" Butcher asked once more.
"I already administered it to someone else." No point in hiding it. He just needs to save Goldie and then go back to you. That's it, that's all.
"Who?" Hughie stepped forward. It's not Homelander. That's a win, right?
Sage spoke your name, and Robbie's head snapped towards her. How would she know that? "She works fast. For weeks, you said? Soldier Boy must've told her, and what? You cracked within a week when she told you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"What are you talking about?"
Both MM and Robbie spoke. Sage only shrugged. "What? Back up for the back up. If this didn't work, then she would."
Was Robbie played? No. You wouldn't. Not after everything. You wouldn't.
"And that I did." You appeared behind Sage. MM jumped back, and Sage froze as your arms wrapped around her. Your head rested atop hers. "To be fair, I had no idea about the V1 until Soldier Boy told me about y'all's virus."
You smiled over to Robbie, offering him a smile. So then he wasn't played? Things just lined up. Yeah, that's what happened. That's what he decides happens. Before he can say anything more he's charged by Ben.
"Where's the V1 Robbie?" Ben hissed in his ear, and Robbie threw him off.
"Gone." Robbie knew you had to put on an act for Soldier Boy and Homelander, but he was different. He was your boy. You hadn't even bothered to tell Ben that you already had the V1.
Ben looked over to Goldie, who only looked at you.
You looked over to MM and muttered, "This is always my favorite part."
Robbie scoffed and walked over to you, calling your name. He held out his hand. You stood still. Ben called your name, asking what fuck this was.
You stood there trying to hold in your laughter, but looking at both of them, gosh, you just couldn't. You began laughing. "I'm sorry." Was all you could manage between small little laughs. Suddenly, life was filled with sunshine and rainbows. You lived for this shit. The look of realization they've both been cheated, or even better, when they don't care, and they still want you.
Now to find out which is which. Your primary concern was Soldier Boy, seeing as he could fry the V out of you. Bombsight was a hard hitter, and Homelander, you're sure is to be due any minute.
Your plan was simple: you could keep Robbie as a side piece; you had laid the groundwork for him for over a year. He was solid. Ben wasn't. You need Ben back in that box so that one day, when you get tired of all of this, you unfreeze him and, in anger, he fries the V out of you. Simple. Homelander, well, he had to go.
So your laughing turned into crying. Tears of joy, but not that they would know that.
"Hey! Hey, hey, hey!" Robbie ran up to you, wiping your tears whilst everyone watched, and Ben stood there trying to understand what the fuck was happening. How the fuck did you know Robbie? How did Robbie know you!? And why the fuck is he wiping your tears like he knows you!?
"I'm scared." You muttered wiping your tears.
"Of what?"
"Homelander." You looked behind Robbie and to Ben, whose brows were still furrowed in utter confusion.
"Why?" Robbie's hand tilted your gaze back to him.
Ben made a face.
"He said he wanted me to ascend with him. Something about being the virgin or something. He-"
"What the fuck?" Robbie looked down. Virgin where? He's been making love to you for the past year. You weren't a virgin then. Robbie knew you had to play it for the cameras, but to know you had to go this far. His heart ached seeing you cry. His poor girl.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Ben walked over to you, and you stepped away from Robbie. Was this another act? But why? For what? You wouldn't do this to him. Not after everything you've said. You wanted kids with him. So then what the fuck was this?
"He wants some kind of marriage and kids. I don't know!" Your lips trembled as you forced more tears out. Maybe they were real tears because holy fuck when Homelander told you about that, that was the fucking scariest shit you've ever heard in your entire life!
Robbie cupped your face, and Ben had just about had enough of this. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"And why the fuck would she-" You cut Soldier Boy off before things could turn on you.
"Because I thought I could handle it! I was wrong. I'm sorry, I just-"
Robbie shushed you before kissing your forehead. "It won't come to that. I swear it."
And with that, he flew off. Your eyes looked back at Ben. "Ben-"
"What the fuck was that!?"
You walked over to him, and before he could start cussing, you kissed him. You felt him tense before relaxing. You pulled back. "Ben, listen to me." He did. "I've been in the Seven for a while. I didn't even know who you were, but I knew I needed someone, anyone, who could protect me. That's all Bombsight is to me." Your hands cradled his face. "I love you, Ben. No one else. I meant every word I said. I do want children with you. I still want to leave, but I can't do that if Homelander is after us. I want our children to grow without any fear." You pulled his hand against your chest, your heart beat was fast. You always got a thrill out of these things. "Please, Ben."
He gave a sigh, and you pushed down a smile. He looked up towards the hole made by Bombsight and shook his head. He gave you one final kiss before running out.
You watched him with a smile and then "Pfft!" You turned around with a small laugh. "How was I?"
"Oscar worthy." Sage smiled and clapped.
"Right? Fuck I almost fumbled when I laughed." You shook your head. "Y'know, I wondered what it was you wanted with me, but I'm assuming it was this?"
"I knew you wouldn't be able to help yourself."
You only smiled and shrugged.
"Oi!"
You turned and caught the flask thrown at you. You smiled, giving a small cheer before drinking. You walked back over to him, handing him the flask. "I have you to thank." You bent down, looking at Goldie. "Had you not dumped Bombsight, this would've taken a whole lot longer." You smiled, going to put a hand on her lap. "So thank you for not choosing Robbie."
She created a force field, knocking you back. You rolled your eyes, standing up, dusting yourself off.
"You don't deserve him." She hissed out and only shrugged.
"Debatable. He's just a man, you know? All men are dogs, that includes golden retrievers like him." You pursed your lips, giving her a slow nod before laughing. You turned around, motioning to go. "I secured front row seats. I'd hate to see it go to waste."
You, who in the end got everything you wanted.
Homelander, who looked up to you, was heartbroken and angry when it was revealed that Soldier Boy had access to you in a way that you always denied him, and that Bombsight had been fucking you for a year, and you looked him in the face and lied like it was second nature.
Your face was the last thing he saw before Butcher ripped him in half.
Soldier Boy, who gasped for air as Bombsight choked him out, all the while you smiled as you waved goodbye.
Your face was the last thing he saw before he was put back into that damn box.
Bombsight, who still didn't get that you couldn't give two shits about him.
In the end, your face was constantly shoved down his throat as you went back and took over the Seven, reforming it, seeing as you had no prior offenses.
Still though. You laid down the groundwork for Bombsight exceptionally well, so even after everything, he still can't help but want you. And after all, you have all of eternity with him.
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Also if the smut scene doesn’t make sense, it’s cuz I stole it from another draft and I was too lazy to write another one 🙂↔️
