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[ch3rrybbie]

Dearest gentle readers,

Wow wow wow, THANK YOU for all the love you guys have shown me I really didn’t expect it after writing first ever fics?! It’s encouraged me to give you more plus I’m enjoying writing.

However, you’ll have to bear with lol as I’ve yet again got more uni work and personal stuff to figure out but I’m gonna try balance it as I love writing it’s a reprieve in itself!

Randall part 3 and Homelander part 2 are my main focuses rn aswell as loosely planning other character fics but in the meantime PLEASE SEND IN REQUESTSSSSSSS!!! WORST I WILL SAY IS NO AND I LOVE FIC RECS!❤️ Whilst it might take me a lil while to write them I will get round to it.

Also feel free to request a tag list/ be tagged when net part of a fic is uploaded!

Lots of love,

🍒

[ch3rrybbie]

happy new year bbys!!!

hope you guys have a wonderful night whether you’re staying in or going outside stay safe and have fun!!!

remember not to bee too hard on your self with any resolutions you make!!!

[ch3rrybbie]

Randall suddenly has me in such an insane chokehold, I'm not even joking!! I have an exam in 2 days lmfao bUT LOOK AT ME, girl drop some crumbs pls

Sunsetz

Summary: basking in the bliss of a cold winter afternoon and overpacking.

Warnings: flufffff, illusions to smut?, fromville being fromville

ch3rrybbie says: GO STUDY GIRL PLEASE😭 read this as a post exam treat heheh. Hope you enjoy other Randall fics coming soon 👀

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Cold winter sun spills through the open window and into the optimal coziness created.

Windows: open

Duvet: thick

Record player: miraculously on

Randall: right where he belonged.

The chill of the open window was mitigated by the pair of you taking a nap in your double bed. Winter meant an onslaught of viruses throughout town, one you’d both fallen sniffly victims to and insisted on doting upon each other.

You were conten with your two reprises from this town, your bed and Randall.

The soft crooning of sunsetz by cigarettes after sex floated through the room and you burrowed further into him head tucked into the crook of his neck as his deep breaths lulled you into thought.

You couldn’t sleep too scared you’d wake up in the dark with a monster ready to kill Randall and make you watch. That fearful thought luckily wouldn’t happen but others weren’t so lucky. You remembered how far you’d come, how much you’d survived and what you’d found.

No one expected anyone to find love in this hellhole yet you did. And you intended on keeping him.

You’d pulled up to the town music blasting confused and so close to sunset. The panicked faces of the townsfolk scared you into attempting to drive away. Randall unwilling to let you drive into certain death ran alongside the car wrenched the door open and pulled you into a park, he then dragged your rightfully hysterical form onto the bus and held you to him until dark.

When they came.

You pushed away the thought of the monsters.

But hey at least you’d brought a ridiculous amount of personal items including your beloved record player and vinyls.

In any other circumstance that meet cute can not ever be romantic but in this one it was what drew you to him. That and other things but mainly the fact he risked his life to ensure you didn’t die to those things. From then on you always felt safe in his arms.

Even now as fear snuck in through gusts of wintery air, the bands of muscle wrapped around your waist wrested those fears away. Your heart clenches as you look up as his peaceful face, giggling as he breathes out a particularly dramatic gust of air as he stirs.

“Stop watching me” he dramatically pouts and you stifle a giggle and quickly shut your eyes pretending to be asleep.

Your facade makes him laugh heartily and he begins to smother your face in kisses causing a flutter of laughs to pour from you.

After the laughing dies down you realise he knows you too well.

“How long ‘ya been asleep baby?”

At your silence he smooths a hand down your cheek and probes, “you haven’t been to sleep at all have you ?”

Looking away and sighing you begin to formulate a lie and he cuts you short rising from bed.

Your dampened demeanour is lifted watching his writing muscles strain as he stretches and saunters towards the window in only his boxers.

He firmly shuts and locks the window ensuring you can see.

When he rounds the bed once again you smirk up at him and smooth a hand onto his exposed hip, “I can think of much better things to do than sleep”.

He chuckles as he climbs back in, wrapping you up in him, feet and arms tangling.

“You can’t fool me baby and as much as I’d love to do that right now you need to sleep off that cold, we both do. I’ve had my sleep share and now it’s your turn , you’re gonna need to energy when you wake sweetheart” he teases and kisses you softly.

“Now sleep” he jokingly commands.

So you do. Because you are always safe and warm with him.

Your record player scratches at the end of the song, his heart softly beats beneath your ear, his hand cups your head and safe soft sleep welcomes you.

You dream of your future with him, sweet fat babies clinging on the both of you and more than enough love.

[ch3rrybbie]

hiiii there!!! i was wondering if you could write something smutty for the deep 😍😍 maybe him w a non supe!? you’re the best🥹🫶

Itch to scratch

Summary: it’s ovulation week and 🎶 you need a hero🎶 sorry himbo, you need a himbo.

Warnings: unprotected p in v, blowjob, he’s a himbo, titty suckin

ch3rrybbie says: can u tell it’s ovulation week? I’ve decided I shall use writing smut as a tool for the word of ovulation hormones🙂‍↔️ also sorry it took so long anon 😖👉🏽👈🏽 YOU are the best🩷🩷🩷

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“Deep drink, the only drink for the deepest of thinkers” the deep smirks into the camera doing his stupid smolder.

His stupid smolder that was suddenly disgustingly hot.

Fuck.

You squeeze you thighs together in the shadow of the set and imagine what it’d be like to fuck him, you’d ride him bouncing and panting letting your slick pussy clench him further squeezing his pulsing cock.

“CUT!” Some asshole director yells and you snap back to reality.

NO, Jesus anyone but him PLEASE.

Zoning put thinking who to call to scratch this growing pulsing itch, the deep or Kevin as some are allowed to call him, is suddenly in front of your face smouldering.

“Hey sweetheart, this coffee mine?” He bobs his head smouldering and flicking his preened hair, was he flirting?

Or did your thoughts get sucked in by him I mean he is a supe and you’re just some intern he could…

No you knew what he was like he’d fuck anything, I mean if the rumours were true.

In an attempt to regain your dignity you hand him the coffee wordlessly shocking him with your seeming lack of interest.

“Oh thanks a million honey!” he attempts to sexily drink to coffee but once again you zone out.

His suit was horribly tight, his muscles twitched in reaction to the hot coffee and he might’ve said a whiny ouch but all you could see was his taught body beneath the spandex.

His dick bulge strains to be free, it would feel so good to lick the angry red tip. To let your wet eager tounge tease the slit of his pulsing cock.

STOP IT.

You zone back in and look at his face, he’s caught you.

“Like what you see baby?” the suaveness comes like dropped silk to him now he knows you’re practically drooling over his cock.

FUCK IT. FORTUNE FAVOURS THE BOLD.

“Look I’m ovulating and I’m so horny it hurts” it’s his turn to stare with jaw dropping lust.

“That must be really hard for you, I’m a feminist myself so I think that-“he being to ramble

You roll your eyes, “do you want to have sex” you throw back punctually.

“YES!” he shouts at you.

The set goes quiet everyone turning to see why he was shouting at an intern and you stifle giggles as everyone shrugs and gets back to work.

He goes to lean on a stage light and fails as it wobbles and he has to rebalance it, “I mean, sure” he attempts to shrug.

“Okay let’s go then sets done for the day, where can we…”

“MINE! I mean we can go to mine, you know because I live here in this tower Vought tower so my-“

You cut him off, strutting ahead ache already growing between your thighs.

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He pracitcally barrels into his apartment tossing the keycard on the floor.

“So what do you wanna do, oh do you need a drink because I have a great-“

“Sit dow” you demand.

He moans at the lusty look you give him as you kneel before him.

“ I want to suck your cock,yeah?” You question

“Yes, ugh fuck please please suck my cock” he writhes excitedly tugging spandex down to give you his weeping red cum seeping cock. “Wait I need to be naked!” He exclaims giving you pause. Taking in the seriousness of his face you attempt to withhold the gust of laughter threatening to burst out.

The laugh is dampened as he reclines with his hand behind his head pushing his hips to your face. You waste no time, grabbing his long yet weighted cock you lick a fat stripe up from his balls relishing in the moan he gives you. Sucking on the tip as hard as you can he writhed beneath you before fucking his hips into your face forcing you to make ngh noises as spit and cum coat your lower face. You suddenly push his hips down as you feel like you could come from just sucking his needy cock so you release him with a pop uncaring of the saliva connecting your swollen mouth to him. Rising you straddle him and push his chest down so he’s laid on the couch, sliding your panties to the side you don’t need to touch your aching pussy to know it is slick with anticipation.

Guiding his cock into your pussy you push out a lengthened and pathetically whiny moan at the pleasurable pressure and set a mind blowing pace that even he whines at. He grabs your hips and ass in an attempt to help. He starts to push his hips up to meet yours and suddenly your tits are out and being sucked and licked his saliva coating them in a light sheen, he smirks up at you watching your eyes roll back as a burning coil begins to tighten in your stomach. Pushing him back you fuck him harder the room filled with a persisting thwack thwack thwack, tits bouncing you push your hips harder forward and craziedly rub at your engorged clit as he watches in awe. You cum hard and hot, pussy gushing over him and tugging his twitching cock further nudging your cervix.

He comes as if he’s surprised, panting and shocked gripping onto your hips.

Slowing down you are sated and ready to catch the train home and sleep, you jump off him gathering scattered clothes and your bag before turning back round to give him an awkward kiss on the cheek and a thank you before gently unlocking and closing the door.

He sits there stunned for 10 minutes before heading for a shower.

He’s confused but he knows one thing for sure that had to happen again.