they saw you from across the room and they HATE your vibe
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they saw you from across the room and they HATE your vibe
I'm convinced this was his thought process 😭
Realising I only have a week to post all the art in my drafts before season 5 comes out 😳 genuinely this has been there since August
i was bored and did this
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚…. —
i miss maevelanders dynamic very much
Side note: it’s interesting to me that Maeve knew his name and appealed to him by saying it, while he was only ever Homelander to Stormfront (iirc?). It hammers home how his relationships change, and how his positions in them change. There was a moment, before the show, where there was a possibility of humanity and vulnerability for him. Later, he embraces being a symbol, especially for Stormfront (who pushes him to have this view of himself).
To mirror that, it’s interesting to me that he KNOWS Annie’s name but refuses to call her that. She’s always Starlight to him. “Is that your secret identity? Charming. I gave up on that a long time ago.”
Ask and you shall receive @deliciouskeys
“I need this for my meds.” Homelander is clutching the half empty gallon of milk with both hands like Maeve has come to snatch it away from him. “They have to be taken with a milky drink. Milk enhances absorption, okay?”
As if to prove his point, he takes three more pills from the blister pack and washes them down with, that's right, more milk, of course. “It doesn't say how much milk though. Maybe I should get some more to be safe.”
Maeve picks up the box on the table that says Malarone in big blue letters. “What do you even need these for?”
“Malaria prophylaxis,” Homelander says, wiping his mouth. “I'm going on a mission to a Malaria area. I took all of the pills, so that probably means I should take more milk as well.”
Normally, she'd tell him taking a whole pack of most medications would fry his liver, but this is Homelander. He's chugged a full box of Tylenol without any adverse effects. His liver will be just fine.
“You’re not going to get Malaria,” she says instead.
“You don’t know that,” Homelander spits back at her, like he's been waiting for her to object and preparing his defense. “Remember when I had the flu?”
Maeve does not remember, though she does remember Homelander pretending to be ill about two dozen times over the course of their relationship. Maeve used to play along because it felt easier to make him tea and tuck him into bed than to argue with him.
“You know I get really sick when I get sick,” Homelander continues without waiting for a response. “My immune system just overreacts. It's not my fault.”
“Right,” Maeve says. “How long are you even going to be there?” Judging by his past 'missions' to the African continent, she doubts it'll be more than five minutes, if even.
“All it takes is one bite,” Homelander counters immediately. It does sound a little rehearsed.
Maeve is laughing now. “How are the mosquitoes even going to get through your skin?”
For a moment, he looks puzzled. Clearly, he's not bothered to think this one all the way through. He's not giving up so easily though. “You don't know what kind of crazy V'ed up mosquitoes they have over there.”
Maeve wants to tell him not even Vought would be stupid enough to create Compound V enhanced mosquitoes, but she's not sure that's true. Vought is full of bad ideas, and there always seems to be someone willing to sign off on even the worst project proposals. The proof is standing right across from her, holding an almost empty milk container.
Maeve does feel sorry for any protozoan that might accidentally end up in Homelander's bloodstream, with or without Malaria prophylaxis, but she doesn't want to drag out the debate.
“Listen, I have to go. I have a media thing in five.”
She's expecting Homelander to protest or to find some pretext to keep her around a little longer, but he just nods. “Tell them downstairs to restock my fridge properly,” he says. “I'll need to take my meds for seven days after I'm back.”
So omega Homelander becomes canon (personality is pre psychosis) Who’d he most likely want the most to become his secret alpha?
Black Noir
The Deep
Butcher
Maeve
Stormfront
Soldier Boy
Other
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