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@maninthesky for a tweet / post that reminds me of your muse

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would mandy let homelander suck a titty? yes or yes? 🥺👉👈

... you may not know this, but...

His name is, in fact, on her tits. Which means two things...

1- Obviously, seventeen times over, yes.

2- He gets dibs.

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does every guy named john like getting pegged or is it just us? 😍

'it's every john, pretty sure.'

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@maninthesky​ ​gets a little starter

Archie. Archie hand been the one pushing her to do this-- Archie had been the one that insisted that Mandy throw her hat in for a space on The Seven. She could hear him in her head right now-- ‘You-you know Amanda, you have a good working relationship with most of the team already and you’re worth so much more then as a--’ in her head he’s whispering just like he would say it, ‘--por.nographic film star.”

Three handlers-- three handlers and the final one was like working with a Precious Moments figurine come to life. Fine. She’s apply. What’s the worst that would happen? She’s rejected-- or just as bad? She’s considered. She’s accepted. Hah, yeah... that’s a joke she’d been giggling about to herself. She’d at least gotten called in for a face to face interview-- so that was some kind of good sign or something, right?

She’d jogged her way up to the 99th floor-- having been reasonably familiar with it thanks to visiting with her friends here in high places. It was a nice jog-- a nice way to clear her head as she was preparing-- and a good way to find herself a few minutes late to that interview. Mandy, you got this, you can bounce back. It was easy for her to charm the pants out of the suits anyways. Just as easy as popping open the meeting room door and with the brightest smile, “I’m so sorry-- I jogged up her to clear my hea--”

She’s staring-- like a deer in headlights-- directly at the seated man. That-- that wasn’t a suit. In fact, Mandy’s surprised she doesn’t just immediately throw up-- especially when it hits that this isn’t... just fun and games. “Homelander.” It’s. Fucking. Homelander. Team leader. The man she’s fawned over for a, generally, embarrassing amount of time. Her hero.

“Hi. This...” She was embarrassed-- being late and now trying to figure if she was going to vomit or make an idiot of herself in some other way. “This is for real, then-- great, excellent. I’m Patriot.” She was gonna leave out the fangirling for now-- let him... God it’s really him. Honestly? It was a surprise she’s wasn’t vibrating in place. Or screaming... or, you know, that vomit she still hadn’t quite defeated.

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 Annie  knew  the  moment  that  the  snarky comment  had  left  her  mouth  that  she  would  pay  for  it.  She  knew  that  her  feet  would  leave  the  floor  and  her  back  would  make  harsh  contact  with  the  wall  of  the  elevator.  She  could  feel  the  contraption  move  with  the  force  of  the  connection.  Homelander  had  shoved  Starlight.  Because  her  quick  mouth  and  growing  intolerance  for  his  bullshit  had  gotten  the  better  of  her.  Because  she’d  uttered  the  words  ‘scumbag’  beneath  her  breath  after  he’d  finished  his  self-absorbed  little  speech.  They  still  had  over  twenty  floors  to  travel  before  they  reached  their  destination,  and  every  flashing  number  she  hoped  for  the  ding.  Hoping  the  doors  would  swing  open  and  save  her.

 No  such  thing  happened  -  why  would  it?

  She  could  feel  his  breath  on  hers,  her  back  pressed  against  the  wall  and  his  chest  barely  inches  from  her  own.  Annie’s  eyes  shone  their  pale  yellow  as  an  empty  threat,  head  tilting  to  a  side  while  she  mustered  all  the  bravado  she  had.  “Touch  me  and  it’s  your  fucking  eyesight,  asshole.”  Annie  wished  she  was  ten  foot  tall  and  untouchable.  Instead  of  some  shaking,  frail  thing.  Despite  her  best  efforts. 

 “Come  on  babe.”  That’s  the  game  he  wanted  to  play  right?  Her  hand  goes  to  the  side  of  his  neck,  smile  sweet  on  her  lips  in  a  desperate  attempt  at  persuasion.  “You  never  know  when  these  will  open.  Who  will  be  on  the  other  side.” 

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