#dark hughie campbell

[catbunblue302]

Where is all the dark!Hughie? The villain!Hughie?? Come on I CANNOT be the only person who wants this adorable little man to go crazy go stupid with violence. Is there a tag I'm missing or something? Please rec any dark hughie you have because I need it injected directly into my veins stat

[my-wee-hughie]

Episode 6 has got me so hyped it's unreal.

It's not too long now until we find out what's happening here

[legendsofentity]

let's talk about hughie in this shot... i know there's context to this we don't know about yet but why does it seem like he's about to embrace a darker side of himself again?

it's something about the look in his eyes, it isn't scared or defeated or done with everything...

it looks like anger.

honestly, i'm here for it.

[cute-bag-of-bones]

Can't Trust A Supe

Part 10: Blind

Masterlist

Warnings: This one is very dark. Lots of blood and killing. Homelander pretty much loses it for a bit.🥴

     

   "W-what?"

         "You heard me. How the fuck do you know Billy Butcher?" I stared at him blankly. I have never frozen up so hard in my life. It took me by surprise, what do I even say to that?

          "Who?" It wasn't the best I could do but it's all I had. His lips curl inwards making him bare his teeth at me. 

         "FUCKING BILLY BUTCHER!" He screamed so loud everything shook around us. The window bowed in and out threatening to shatter. I must have looked like a deer in headlights. My ears rang as he just stared. He was seething, his face was starting to turn red. 

         "I don't know a Billy Butcher." I wanted to crawl away but the wire around the cast would make that impossible. He still held his hand on my knee. I knew one wrong move and I'd have a much more permanent injury. 

        "Sure you do. Your uncle Billy." He seemed like he was trying to get a hold of himself. He was settling down ever so slightly. How did he get Billy's name? Did he have them, did he kill them?

        "That wasn't his la-" my sentence was cut off by Homelander's hand closing around my throat. He pushed me down to the bed and leaned over me. His eyes glowing a bright red. 

      "All you fucking do is lie to me! How long were you working with them?" He was pushing down on my throat so hard I thought he'd crush my windpipe. I couldn't breathe at all let alone speak. He seemed to realize this and took some weight off. I gasped and begged as I tried to catch my breath. This was it he'd kill me. I shook my head no as I tried to speak. It felt like I had glass in my throat. 

        "Please don't kill me." I begged tears falling down my face. He smirked, his eyes looked deranged, red and rage filled.

       "You are going to be begging for me to let you die. NOW TELL ME!" I screamed out when he began to yell. 

         "I wanted you dead! Billy said he'd help me make that happen." Homelander looked down at me. I could have sworn I saw a tear fall down from his eye as I saw a red flash come towards me. He was going to melt my face.

          The strangest thing happened. I saw into his body without even trying, I could see the small red light behind his eyes and for some unexplained reason I could turn them off. Like a light his lasers just switched off. It was something in the optical nerve; it was as simple as tugging on it. 

        Homelander screamed and grabbed his face. He rolled onto the floor on his back and arched up in pain as he howled. 

        "WHAT DID YOU DO! I CAN'T SEE!" He cried out. I desperately tugged at the wire. Finally I was able to strip the bolt from the wall. I got up as soon as I was freed and used the wall to hobble my way to the living room. I could hear his screams as he staggered to his feet and stumbled down the hall. His eyes still closed. His hand crushed the doorframe he was using to hold himself up with. 

         I couldn't run, I couldn't even walk so I got on my hands and knees to crawl away from him. I took shelter under the table as he made his way into the living room shortly after me. 

         "Simone, help me!" He cried. He bumped into the coffee table and the whole thing collapsed under him. "Fuck! Please!.... Daddys not mad anymore, just help me." He sounded so sweet at the end of the sentence it gave me chills. I had no idea what I just did. I just wanted his eyes to stop glowing. He turned his head to look in my direction. Slowly his eyes started to glow again. He blinked a few times and made eye contact with me. He must be able to see again. His eyes flickered out and returned to normal. 

         He looked so eerily calm as he walked over to the table I was under. He picked it up and looked down at me. 

       "They grow up so fast." He spoke so softly. Why was he not ripping me apart? Why is he just staring at me? 

       "I don't know what happened. I just got scared, it won't happen again Homelander please…" I whimper out through tears, as I hug my knees to my chest. 

       He sets the table down next to us and crouches down. With him so close I could see he's been crying. 

        "Do you know what it's like having your heart broken twice and by the same face?" His face was so close to mine I could smell his coffee breath.

        "Homelander please don't hurt me. Please I can't take any more pain." 

       "I'm not going to. Clearly that doesn't work anymore. I have a better idea." He whispers as he slowly grabs my throat again. I yelp as he pulls me to lean against his chest. 

        "Homela- plea-" I croaked out. 

        "Shh I'm not killing you. Just close your eyes for me." He says so sweetly as he wraps his other arm around me. I was losing air and fast. There was no wiggling out or begging. My vision faded slowly until it was all dark.

         I woke up or at least I thought I did. I had something over my eyes. A blindfold maybe. I was laying in something wet. I moved a little and the pain came rushing in. My skull felt like it was about to explode. I was fuzzy on what happened. I squirmed around for a second as I tried to sit up.

        "Homelander are you there?" I ask as I feel for the blindfold. My fingers work to undo the knot. 

         "Not yet." I heard him say. He sounded like he was across the room from me. That's when the smell hit me. It was coppery, meaty almost. It was a horrible stench. 

        Homelander walked behind me and gently took the blindfold off. Immediately my field of vision was filled with red. It was all over, it was blood. On the floor were body parts scattered everywhere. I screamed and tried to stand up. My plastic wrapped cast stopped me. I grabbed at Homelander's legs who was standing with his hands folded behind his back. 

          "What's wrong? You did this." He cooed as he crouched down to my level. I was sitting in a pool of blood. I grabbed at his shoulders to try and lift myself off the blood soaked ground. I was caked in it. 

          "What did you do!" I cried out as I pulled at him. Whenever I'd make progress at lifting myself he'd just push down on my lap and make me slip again. 

          "Me? No no, this was you, sweetie pie." He said as he kissed my forehead. He pulled away and had blood on his lips. I shook my head no, progressively getting more and more panicked. 

          "Why!" I screamed at him. He put his hand over my mouth and shushed me. 

           "Don't make me kill more. This neighborhood is so big. I'd hate to pay the nursing home a visit." That's when it dawned on me I recognized this room, it was the women's shelter I had stayed at when he first took me. 

           I began to gag against his hand as the situation really sets in. He moved his hand quickly not wanting to get puke on himself. I choke it back down as I sob. 

       "They didn't do anything to you! There are kids staying here!" I screamed. He shushed me again and petted my hair. 

          "No angel face, there were kids here. Not anymore." He stood up and walked over to one of the bunkbeds. He leaned down and pulled the covers down. My old bunkmate Liz was under there. She was cowering and shaking. I don't think he hurt her, not physically at least. 

        "Simone?" She whimpered out.

        "Don't worry I didn't tell her this was all your fault. Oops oh well cats out of the bag. Hey, let's play a game. You tell me the truth and I don't break all her bones. Sounds like fun right?" 

        "Why are you doing this?" She asks looking up at him from her bed. 

        "Don't look at me. She's the backstabber, she's the one who can't tell the truth to save her life so let's see if she'll do it to save yours." He says as he grabs her from her bed. 

         "Please please God don't do this let her go! Kill me! Just kill me!" I scream at him as I begin to crawl towards them. 

       "What did I say about yelling?" He covers her mouth and bends backwards her finger till it snaps. She screams into his hand. 

         "Alright, first question my little angel face, are you and Starlight plotting against me?" The question was so bizarre, why was he hung up on Starlight? 

       "No God! What? I have only talked to her like once! I don't know her!" 

       He looked between me and Liz. 

       "You didn't know she was dating that skinny kid Hughie?"

      "I have been with you! How the fuck would I have known that!" I screamed out and covered my mouth once I realized. He laughed a little and snapped another finger of hers. She just kept looking at me. Like she was begging me to stop him somehow. 

       "Don't get smart with me missy. She has so many more limbs. Was starlight working with them?"

       "No no I don't think so. I don't know." I try to speak as calmly as I can. He seemed to believe me. He should, it was the truth.

      "Where is Billy Butcher hiding?" I shook my head no slowly. There was no way I could give them all up. Billy might have been a jerk the last time I saw him but I still could tell he cared. He just was doing what he had to. 

       "I don't know, they moved around so much I wouldn't know the first place to look." Homelander tuts before snapping her whole arm clean in half. She screams into his hand again. She looked so tired so scared. 

       "Come on Simone, help your friend out. Just tell me." 

       "I don't know." I say softly I look away as he steps down on her foot. It sounded like a bag of chips crunching and popping open. She looked like she might pass out. Homelander noticed that as well and slapped her face to keep her eyes open. 

        I could stop her suffering. He was going to kill her anyway. I had to help her. It would be different from all the others. This was merciful. 

        "Liz I'm sorry." I look inside her brain and pop every blood vessel I could. She was dead before she knew what happened. She slumped in his arms and began to bleed from her nose. 

         Homelander was not dumb he knew right away what I did. He dropped her body. 

       "That's cheating Simone. We were playing a game. Killing isn't very nice." He says in a mocking tone. My lip trembled as he walked over to me. "You're gonna tell me where they are,  Simone. It might not be today but someday. How many people are you willing to kill to protect them?" He asked as he picked me up bridal style. It was a valid question and I was sure he was more than willing to help me figure it out. 

         He flew us home. He took his boots off at the window so he didn't track blood in. He took me right to the bathroom. 

         "Get undressed and get in the bath. You smell like shit." He said as he set me down in the tub. 

         "What?" He didn't seem to understand why I wouldn't want to do that with him in the room. "Could you step out?" 

          "No. You are dumb enough to try and run on that broken ankle. Here you are just going to have to make do with this." He said as he pulled the show curtain close. It was going to have to be good enough.

          I carefully get undressed and sit down in the tub. I throw my blood soaked clothes outside the curtain. I keep my leg propped up as I run a bath. I felt so tired, I couldn't even begin to process what all just happened. 

          Homelander left the room for a second to get some clean clothes for me. When he returns he tells me it's time to get out. He sets the clothes on the sink and turns his back as I sit on the edge of the tub to get dressed. In a way I was thankful he was letting me wash the blood off even if it was just to protect his hardwood floors. 

         "I'm going to change, go get in your bed, It's late." He said as he left me sitting in the bathroom. How was I supposed to get to my bed? I decided the safest way was to scoot on my butt to the other room. My leg was killing me, my whole body was killing me. From my throat to my head. All of it. I crawled into bed and pulled the covers over myself. 

        Homelander wasn't long behind me. He had on yet another stupid suit. Didn't he own any other clothes? He sat down on the edge of the bed. 

        "Why did you want to kill me?" He whispers. Was he talking about earlier when I told him how I knew Billy? How did he not know? 

      "You killed my fucking family." I say through gritted teeth. 

       "Yeah well I killed mine too that night." He said with a sniffle. Was he crying? I rolled over to face him. 

       "What did you just say to me?"

       "She was all I had. The only person who has ever loved me, and she chose him over me. You're the closest thing I have to her, Simone." He took a deep breath. "I know you aren't mine. I have known for a while. Your mom did a blood test not long after you were born. It was in the file." A tear fell down his cheek. He swiped it away quickly and turned his face so I couldn't see.

        "Why didn't you just kill me?" 

        "You looked so much like her I couldn't build up the courage to kill her a second time. I tried, the first night I had you in this room after I read the file I came in here and stood over you, but you looked so peaceful." He sounded like he was getting choked up. He took a second before speaking again. "You broke my heart when you tried to kill me. I'm not crazy, I know you have every right to but I'm not going to let that happen. Neither one of us is going to be killing the other. I still love you, blood or not. As far as I see it you are the perfect baby Diana and I should have had. I'm not letting you go. I'm going to give you the life I should have been able to give you from the start. Just give me a chance." 

        Did he expect me to forget everything he's done, everything he's done in just the last 24 hours? I was so tired. 

         "You'll regret not killing me. One day, I'll get you. I figured out how to stop your eyes, next could be your heart." His face twisted into anger at first but softened soon after. 

        "I'll just have to work extra hard to win you over." He leaned down and kissed my cheek. He lifted up slightly but was still way too close. "You don't realize the horrible things a man in my position could do. You're so lucky I have at least some morals." He chuckled softly and planted another more firm kiss on my cheek. I moved my head over and tried to push his face away. I wasn't sure what he was alluding to but I knew I didn't like the sound of it.

         "Just leave me alone, please." I say as I pull the covers over my head. To try and save my cheek from him. He chuckled as he tucked me in. 

         "Tomorrow I'll see what we can do about getting you a wheelchair. I love you, angel face and I always will." He says as he stands up. He leaves the door open just a crack yet again.

        One minute he's telling me how much he loves me the next he is threatening and then back to saying he loves me. I could feel he was starting to wear me down. Exhaust me mentally. Maybe it was this way all along. He was working on me while I was trying to fool him. 

          I closed my eyes and tried to forget all that I saw today and focus on a happier thought. I drew blood from a God today. His sight, his senses. They are a weak point. I knew what I had to do next; it was a matter of being brave enough to try. 

[fabella-aka-wistfulfever]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: The Boys (TV 2019) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Billy Butcher/Hughie Campbell Characters: Billy Butcher, Hughie Campbell, Starlight | Annie January, The Female | Kimiko Miyashiro, Mother's Milk (The Boys), Ryan Butcher | The Homelander's Son, The Frenchman (The Boys) Additional Tags: Post-Season/Series 03, Possessive Behavior, Billy Butcher Has Issues, Angst, Compound V24 | Temp V, Background Mother's Milk/Annie January, Past Hughie/Annie, Hughie needs therapy, Everyone is a little terrible, Canon-Typical Violence, Complicated Relationships, Age Difference, Belligerent Sexual Tension, Pining, Dubious Morality, Psychological Foreplay, Potential Spoilers For The Comics, Ambiguous/Open Ending Summary:

Hughie begins having dreams about an awful future. It bleeds over into his life. He "deals" with it.

*drops first fic in four years like it’s no big deal -- and it’s a doozy*

[cxlxrx]

The Boys AU idea (TW: drug use, alcohol consumption, hallucinations, torture, PTSD, depression, suicidal thoughts):

1951: across from Hughie's apartment a new neighbor moved in, he's an asshole and most of the time stoned or drunk (or both).

He's in his early 30s and was tortured by the Nazis for several years until he got rescued and was brought home. But he's broken and traumatized. He tries to stay constantly drunk or stoned to suppress his emotions and memories of the years of torture. Unfortunately Hughie has a weak spot for lost human beings and tries to help his neighbor. The name of his neighbor is Ben and he fell in love with Hughie in ridiculous short time.

Snippet: "You're completely fucking stoned", Hughie said and sighed. His neighbor laughed like it was the most funniest thing in the world and then smiled washy, "I'm not fucked up stoned." He laughed again, "I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I fucking swear."

He wobbled a bit and grabbed the frame of the door. "And you're drunk", Hughie said and folded his arms in front of his chest. Why this fucked up shit always happend to him? His neighbor giggled, "Yessss, yessss, that's true. I'm so fucking drunk. I've drunk the whole fucking bottle."

Suddenly his facial expressions changed and sharped around the edges of his eyes, "What the fuck did he say?"

Hughie looked confused at him, "Who?"

"The man in your apartment. He asked something."

Slowly Hughie turned around to look in his living room behind him. "Ehm...", he didn't know what he should say to this, "no one said anything. No one is even here..."

His neighbor narrowed his eyes, "Do you think I'm a fucking idiot? I know what I've heard!"

[lowkey-tunes]

Silver Dollars - Julie Christmas

Celebrating the new release of a band I have loved for many years.

[rp-partnerfinder]

Hey! I'm Tyrant, 30+ she/they. I've been roleplaying for several years on forums and in discord, and I'm chomping at the bit for more partners to play with. PLEASE do not reach out if you are under 21 -- I'd feel much more comfortable playing with people 25+.

Among my favorite fandoms is The Boys -- specifically, I'd love to find someone willing to play Billy Butcher against my Hughie Campbell. I'm down for canon divergence plots as well as straight up AUs. I have a couple vague ideas and head canons I'd like to play with, and I'm absolutely open to hearing out ideas and working out a larger plot together with my partner.

I'd prefer discord RP over tumblr RP, I'm not super familiar or comfortable with the format on tumblr. I generally write 3-5 paragraphs but my length varies based on the circumstances and tends to match my partner. I'm based in the EST time zone, and I try to reply at least a couple times a week. I'm also very much someone who talks in OOC channels and will share neat things I find related to the fandom or pairing.

If any of this sounds fun to you, please hit me up! Like this post or add me on discord (@tyrantonut).

.

[cainsau]

Pitch Black Therapy || The Boys Imagine

(Platonic) Hughie Campbell x Supe!GN!Reader

Summary: After escaping the asylum, the boys went on their respective missions, leaving you, Lamplighter, and Hughie in Mallory's safehouse. Hughie gets curious about you and your power.

You were told to stay in Mallory's house with Lamplighter and Hughie while the others went on their errands. It was a strange situation, considering that you and Lamplighter used to be on opposite sides in the asylum. He never harmed you specifically, but you could hear all the screams and crackling of fire whenever he had to burn someone, which made your headaches worse back when you were stuck in the cell with those bright lights. You would often glare at him, but he couldn't tell, because you always had a pair of sunglasses on ever since the escape.

If glaring at him felt good, it felt even better to not see him at all, so you made yourself comfortable in the kitchen for a while, until Hughie came.

"Hi." He said with a smile. "Not sure if i've officially introduced myself before, but i'm Hughie."

"Oh, hey," You reached out a hand towards him, offering a handshake, "I'm [Y/N]."

At first, he was taken aback by your normality. Whenever he introduced himself, it usually brought out a hostile reaction for some reason. He was just trying to be nice, but people didn't seem to like it, and now finally someone appreciated it.

You both sat on the kitchen stools in silence while you drank a can of soda, only accompanied by muffled voices of the TV in the other room.

He glanced curiously at you a few times, and finally gave in. "Hey, uh, you always wear those sunglasses. Are they, like, your trademark style or is there something… else going on?"

You chuckled, almost choking on your drink, "Man, i wish it was a style choice. But no, it's a side effect, i suppose. Everything's too bright for me."

"Sounds terrible." He grimaced. "What kind of power do you have that does that? Is it, like, night vision or something?"

"I do have night vision, but my power is... well," You paused for a moment, trying your best to find the correct words, "I can blind people."

"Blind people? Turning people blind?"

"Pretty much." You finished your drink, and threw the can towards the trash bin, but missed. "I can generate darkness and submerge people in it, causing them to not be able to see anything." You walked over and picked up the can, dropping it into the bin. "It also works on cameras and stuff."

"Whoa. That's cool... but scary, but... cool."

You then turned around to face him. "Do you want to see?"

"I think the question should be: do i want to 'not' see?" He joked, which earned a small laugh from you. "That seems horrifying, to be honest."

"You know, actually, i heard that there's people who pay to experience having all sensory inputs removed. They say it's therapeutic." You said, pretending to try to convince him as you returned to your seat. "You don't wanna try some pitch black therapy? Free of charge."

He shook his head dramatically, "Nope, no way."

"Alright, alright." You put both hands up, a playful gesture of backing down. "But seriously though, i think you should try once, so that you're not too shocked if i have to use it in the field later."

He thought about it for a moment, it actually made sense. "You're probably right."

"Great! I'll go for five seconds, how does that sound?" You clasped your hands together, ready to start.

"Woah, hold on, you seem way too excited about this." He chuckled.

"What can i say? I'm new to this too."

"Right." He nodded. "Five seconds is enough, i think."

"Okay, on three. One. Two. Three." You released your hands, and a pitch black substance appeared from between them, expanding instantly until it engulfed the whole room.

One second in. Hughie jumped a bit in his seat, frantically looking around for any source of light. Two seconds. You could see him panicking a little. Three. He brought his hands right in front of his eyes and waved it, but he could see nothing. Four. He put his hands back on the kitchen counter, relieved that it was still there. Five. The room turned back normal.

He seemed a bit disoriented, suddenly being able to see again.

"You alright?" You asked, feeling a little bad.

"Yeah, no, it's just... i thought it would be a regular kind of darkness, where i could still see a little bit of movement or something, y'know? But i couldn't see anything at all. Like, if i had to experience that for the first time while we're out there? I'd probably get a heart attack or something."

"Yeah..." You smiled apologetically. "Sorry."

"No, it's fine, you were right, and that was pretty awesome. Not therapeutic at all though."

You gave a small laugh, which Hughie returned.

[the-soulofdevil]

Hughie Campbell

Billy Butcher

[stinkysam]

Hughie Campbell - Stay out of it.

Warning : nsfw, top!reader, spit as lube, no protection

Genre : smut

Synopsis : “Could you write male reader having sex with hughie to "help him relax"?” -anon

Reader : male (you/yours)

Hughie couldn't sleep. Recently, he's been thinking about the past months with the boys.

Since Robin’s death, his life has been nothing but gore and murder, with an occasional good day thanks to you. And being with the boys made sure death and blood were the only constant to get his revenge. Though at times, he wasn't sure he really wanted it.

He had killed Translucent, was wanted by the government and his dad kept calling him, probably to know why his son's picture was displayed on the news, calling him a terrorist.

His mind was racing, Butcher was gone and the group found itself frozen in place, not really knowing what to do in his absence, so he got up from his shitty bed and left their hiding place, making sure his hood covered his face as he walked into the rainy night.

He walked and walked, his shoes taking in the water through his destroyed soles, socks wet, making footprints on the dry carpet that leads to your apartment's door, and knocked a few times, waiting for you to open.

“Hughie ?” You said quietly, voice hoarse with sleep as you watched him through the peephole before unlocking and slightly opening the door “What are you doing here ?”

He smiled briefly, waiting for you to let him in but you stood your ground, you had seen the news. He stared at you, a bit surprised by the cold demeanor, but that was to be expected. After all, you didn't know.

“You're wanted by the government.” You added.

“I- please, I'll explain everything, but let me in.” He said, tilting his head to the side, removing his hood, hoping you would listen to him. “It's about supes.”

You frowned, confused, before sighing and pushing yourself from the entrance, allowing him in. Hughie thanked you quietly as he walked in, closing behind himself, thanking you again.

“Remember when I told you my ex-girlfriend died ? It wasn't… a natural death.” He started and you looked at him, more confusion blooming in your mind as you sat at the table in your kitchen, trying to understand what Robin's death had to do with supes and him being a terrorist.

He sat in front of you and continued talking, telling you everything from the beginning, Robin’s actual death, meeting Butcher and Frenchie and killing Translucent before meeting M.M and later Kimiko and Starlight, all while being shown how little supes care for human life or how dangerous they are, and mainly how dangerous Homelander is.

You remained still as you listened carefully, slowly understanding all the secrets he had refused to share, the secret phone calls or texts, why he suddenly stopped going to work and what he did when he wasn't with you. Why he always changed the TV’s channel each time there was something about supes ; documentaries, interviews, movies, music videos, ads.

You didn’t know how to react, not expecting anything of this in the slightest. You thought he had killed Robin or something like that, hence why he was wanted by the government. You looked to the side, thinking.

“Are you safe ?” You finally asked, wondering where he stayed.

“Yeah, Frenchie found us a hiding place in the back of some small store. It’s mainly for smuggling but-” He shrugged and smiled. “It’s safe.”

You nodded as the silence fell once more before noticing how dark his clothes were. Fuck, it was raining outside.

“Do you- uh, want to take a shower ? You're soaking wet from the rain.”

Hughie looked down at himself, his clothes were still damp, sticking to his skin. He nodded awkwardly and you stood up, walking to the bathroom.

“Come !” You said, pulling a small and a larger towel from the compartment under the sinks, placing them on the surface next to the bathtub before walking out. He thanked you as you closed the door and he undressed himself before getting in the bathtub and turning the water on.

The water was hot on his skin, a bit too much, he lowered the heat a slightly, rubbing his head with your shampoo.

Hughie sighed, now wondering if it had been the right idea to tell you everything. You could lose your life if you decided to work with him, and knowing you, he knew you would refuse to stay back and watch, preferring to fight for some sort of justice with him.

You knocked at the door.

“I have some clean clothes for you !” You said loudly for him to hear through the sound of the running water.

“Okay, you can come in !” He replied, instinctively hiding his dick as you pushed the door open, quickly putting a small pile of clothes on the closed toilet before walking out, closing behind yourself.

When Hughie walked out with the clothes you gave him, you were laying on your bed, still thinking, slowly digesting the news. You called him, letting him know where you were and he quickly joined you, laying on his stomach, facing you.

“Are you… mad ?” He asked quietly, trying to know what you were thinking.

“No.” You shook your head. “You told me the truth, it's just… a lot.”

“Maybe I shouldn't have told you, it's just- Butcher is God knows where and the team refuses to listen to me, only Annie tries to help me but it's super dangerous for her, Homelander is so close, he could find out and kill her at any moment.” He ranted, and your hand went to his back, rubbing him soothingly.

“Annie ? Starlight ?” You asked, not knowing the supe's real name.

“Yes.”

“Maybe it's a sign for you to stop ?” You tried, not believing in your own words and knowing he would continue anyway.

“A sign ? I thought you didn’t believe in them ?” He said and you shrugged.

“Sometimes I do. When it suits me.” You said with a laugh. He smiled, humming, thinking. “Why did you tell me ? If it's not to look for a way out ?”

“I like you. And I don't want our relationship to have… secrets. I don't want to ruin things because I didn't tell you about this part of my life.”

“But you don't want me to meet the group ? Right ? Too dangerous ?”

“Yes. I want you to know but I don't want you to get hurt or die because you helped us. So I'm asking you this, please, go back to your job tomorrow and live your life normally. I promise I'll try to stay out of trouble.” He said, his hand moving to your face, caressing your cheek. “Though nothing is happening at the moment so saying out of trouble will be easy.”

“So you just want my support, but from a distance.”

“...Yeah. You promise me you'll stay out of this ?”

You sighed, thinking. You couldn't really sit there and let him face danger alone. But he wasn't alone, he had the boys with him. And they knew how to use guns, they knew how to defend themselves. Maybe if Butcher never comes back, the group will slowly dismantle itself and Hughie will stay out of danger ?

“I… can try…” You said, unsure. But Hughie didn't seem to want that for an answer.

“No, I really want you to stay out of it. I can't lose you too-”

“Okay. I promise I'll stay out of it.” You replied. Though you had agreed, you weren't sure if you could live with that choice.

“Okay. Thank you.”

Though he seemed to relax, Hughie was still stressed, still wondering if it was the right thing to do, playing with his fingers as he imagined the worst case scenarios. He was starting to stress you out even more than you already were.

You sat up and scooted closer to him before beginning to rub his back over his shirt.

“I told you, I promise I'll stay out. You have nothing to fear.” You said, your fingers moving up and down his spine, playing with the bumps of his vertebrae. “Nothing will happen.”

You leaned down and kissed his shoulder, your hands rubbing them and massaging his back, hearing him groan while slowly relaxing, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. Your hand slid under his shirt, feeling his hot skin on your palms, still a bit moist from the shower, as you continued to massage him. Your fingers tickled lightly his sides as they moved from his shoulder-blades to his hips while you planted kisses on his back, moving his shirt up so your lips could touch his skin, making a trail of kisses on his spine.

You continued like this for a few minutes, Hughie letting out small sighs as you caressed him gently until he slightly moved his hips, resting on his side.

“Something's wrong ?” You asked and Hughie began to stammer, that's when you saw his ‘problem’.

“No. It's uh- There's- I'm… hard.” He said, feeling embarrassed before quickly apologizing. “It's just- it feels really good and-”

“It's fine.” You cut him off, chuckling quietly. “Want to do something about it ?” You asked, moving your hands lower, fingers pulling at his boxers.

Hughie nodded, turning around to lay on his back as he looked at your left hand, now resting on his bulge. You squeezed it lightly, running your hand against him before sliding under his pants, stroking him. He exhaled, his head falling back as he let you touch him, bucking slightly into you, feeling his dick harden more and more, pulsing at your touch.

Your thumb rubbed his tip, playing with the slit, your palm moving up and down on his length. He whined, moving his legs to roll his hips.

With your free hand you pushed his pants away as you continued to jerk him slowly. You moved his legs and put two of your fingers in your mouth, coating them with saliva before teasing his hole. He tensed up a bit before slowly relaxing, allowing you to push a finger inside him.

Hughie groaned, grimacing as your index was fully in, his ass clenching around you and his cock jumping in your hand. You began to move your finger at the same pace you were jerking him, slowly, giving him time to adjust to the sensation. He whined and sighed, nodding at you so you could move faster, you curled your finger inside him, earning a loud moan.

He moaned again when you added a second finger, his legs closing, thighs squeezing your wrist as you continued to caress him, beads of pre-come gliding down his length.

You moved your fingers in and out of him, curling them against his sweet spot each time, ripping pretty moan after pretty moan. He opened his legs again, bucking into your hand, wanting more.

You pulled your fingers out of him, making him whine and pushed your pants down before jerking yourself a couple times, sighing and aligning yourself between his legs, your tip pushing against his hole before slowly entering him. Hughie hissed, you felt him clench around you as you leaned down to pepper his face with kisses, helping him relax as you bottomed out.

After a bit you began to thrust into him, kissing his jaw and neck as he wrapped his arms around you, keeping you close. He moaned your name quietly, cursing under his breath each time you pushed yourself in, your tip hitting deep inside him.

You wrapped a hand around his dick, jerking him, thumb playing with his tip, rubbing his frenulum and corona of glans, more pre pooling out, slowly gathering on your hand.

Hughie rolled his hips, trying to fuck your hand while you fastened the pace, your body slapping against him.

“I'm close-” He moaned, eyes closed in pleasure as you continued hitting his prostate. You hummed, pulling him into a kiss as his mouth opened abruptly to let another moan out as he came, ropes cum spurting on his stomach and your hand.

His ass clenched tightly around you, allowing you to come inside him, your hips stuttering a bit before slowing down and stopping.

Hughie sighed, catching his breath as you did the same and pulled out, walking out of the room to grab a washcloth to clean him.

He watched as you wiped his stomach and his ass before throwing it in the basket of dirty laundry, laying down next to him once more.

Your hand landed on his chest, caressing him softly as he smiled at you before moving closer, wrapping his arms around you.

You kissed him, pulling away to turn off the light and went back into his arms, content. As you fell asleep you remembered your discussion, feeling still torn with your decision to not interfere. You don't know how long you'll be able to keep your promise.

[strangenewwords]

New Fic! if you wanna have some fun (butchie)

Rating: Explicit (9,646 words) Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: The Boys (TV 2019) Relationship: Billy Butcher/Hughie Campbell Characters: Hughie Campbell, Billy Butcher Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Blow Jobs, Premature Ejaculation, Anal Sex, Rimming, Butcher is a Sex God, Hughie is Very Confused, Explicit Consent, Butcher is fucking insane for consent in this one, Butcher is also quite soft in this one, Bottom Hughie Campbell, Top Billy Butcher, First Kiss, First Time, First Time Bottoming, Facials

Butcher has always been unpredictable.

This time it's a little different.

“Can I touch you?” Butcher asks, growls, purrs or something because it’s dark and heady and rough and it makes things in Hughie’s brain stutter and stall and smoke. “What?” Hughie asks intelligently, hand frozen on Butcher’s where he’s failing to remove the other man. “Can. I. Touch. You?” Butcher asks, again, that roughness in his tone getting even deeper. “Isn’t that,” Hughie tries, “I mean what do you mean,” Hughie goes for again, “You are fucking touching me,” is where Hughie ends up. “Can I,” Butcher barely whispers, not so much as moving, not flexing a finger or a hand or a muscle, “touch you?”

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie Reading List Week 205-206

A/N: Thank you again to those who gave me recommendations for fanfics. 💜 This week had me reading 40 fics. Absolutely amazing stuff here.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal-boosting them. The author is listed next to the title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

For my Masterlist click HERE.

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers

Header by @fictional-affairs

If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Slow Deep Breaths - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Built Differently - A Hearts Embrace - (Stucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Evermore - Part 2 Chp 2 - (Ari x Reader, Andy x Reader) - @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

Finding Home (7) - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Indecent Proposal - (4) - (Stucky x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet - Chp 8 - (Curtis x Honey) - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Your Mark On Me - Part 11 - (Steve x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

Taking hands - (Brock x Sinthea) - @nekoannie-chan

Teamwork? - (Steve, Brock) - @nekoannie-chan

Mercy: Chapter 1 - (Fem!Reader x Steve Rogers; Curtis Everett; Jake Jensen; Lloyd Hansen; Robert "Mr.Freezy" Pronge) - @stargazingfangirl18

Hold You Tight: Part 2 - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

No escape - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Steve Vs. the Internet - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Gun for hire (4) - (Lloyd x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Set in Stone - (Pete x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Home Sweet Home Chp 5 - (Brock/OFC) - @talia-rumlow

I'm your daddy now (3) - (Lloyd x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Monkey See, Monkey Do – Chapter 16, Part 1 - (Colin S x Reader) - @spectre-posts @what-is-your-plan-today

The Fine Print - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Doppelgänger - (Andy x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

All In - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Wrecked (Part 6) - (Frank C x Reader, Billy R x Reader) - @tuiccim

Fall for Me - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Mercy 2 - (Fem!Reader x Steve Rogers; Curtis Everett; Jake Jensen; Lloyd Hansen; Robert "Mr.Freezy" Pronge) - @stargazingfangirl18

Home Sweet Home - Chp Six - (Brock/OFC) - @talia-rumlow

Falling in love - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Be myself - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Bring you back - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Hold You Tight: Part 3 - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Monkey See, Monkey Do - Chapter 16, Part 2 - (Colin S x Reader) - @spectre-posts @what-is-your-plan-today

The Shadows Within - (Hughie Campbell x reader) - @the-soulofdevil

Did I Make You Proud? - (Bucky x Reader) - @deliciousangelfestival

The Day After - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Change spell - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Accident - (Lloyd x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Life in the Fast Lane - Part 10 - (Ari x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Don't Like the Cold - (Curtis x Reader) - @thezombieprostitute

getting what you want on a rainy spring afternoon - (Bucky x Reader) - @witchywithwhiskey

On the Edge - (Ari x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Libya is a Shit Hole - @spectre-posts @what-is-your-plan-today

[cute-bag-of-bones]

Hey! This is going to be a Blog for an OC I have for The Boys on Amazon. I love the show and wanted to write about it.

I'm going start at the beginning and work my way up. I have never read the original comics so I'm very sorry if it's not true to them.

Fell free to ask any questions or give suggestions. It's going to be a platonic fanfic with a character that may or may not be a child of homelanders. The show is not very forthcoming with information on how the powers work genetically so I filled in some blanks.

If you are at all familiar with the show you know how gory and crude it can be so the fanfic might get graphic at times so please keep that in mind I will try to add as many warnings as possible though.

At any rate I hope you enjoy yourself and have a great day!

[impala-dreamer]

All stories written for @jacklesversebingo 2023-2024 Featuring Jensen Ackles and his classic characters (all stories are posted to Patreon weeks before tumblr/a03) TWENTY FIVE AWESOME STORIES - 115,724 Words All FOR YOUR VIEWING PLEASURE!

Slipping Away

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A Short Story

~ In his heart he’s lived a hundred lives, been through hell and back, loved a million souls. The heart is strong but the mind is weak, and in the end, only memory remains as his lives begin to fade.~

Jensen Ackles

954 Words

Bittersweet Angst

The Realization of Intimacy

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A Supernatural Story 

~ Every now and then, a quick trip through town becomes more than he expected. ~

1,311 Words

Dean x Reader

NSFWish, Fluff!, Tickling!

Sweet Creature

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A Supernatural Story

~Bad things happen when you take matters into your own hands and try to prove that love conquers all~

Demon!Dean x OFC Stevie Miller 

3138 Words

NSFW, Danger, Angst, Violence, Blood

You Only Want Me When You're High

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A Story From The Boys Universe

~ As the newest and most useless recruit to The Boys, Y/N is tasked with keeping an eye on Soldier Boy while Butcher sorts things out. Annoyed to be given such a ridiculous job, she tries to keep the defrosted supe at arm’s length, but there’s something in the drugs and in his eyes that makes him hard to resist…~

Soldier Boy (Ben) x F!Reader, Hughie Campbell, Billy Butcher

5,426 Words

NSFW, Sexual Acts, Excessive Drug Use, Just NSFW all around…

The Beat of Your Heart

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A Supernatural Story

~ Friends become lovers who turn into the darkest evil that one can endure... ~

Dean Winchester x F!Reader; Michael!Dean x F!Reader

8,587 Words

NSFW, Fluff, Cute Banter, Friends To Lovers, There Was Only One Bed!?, All the Sex, Passionate Love, Hope, *record scratch*, Extreme Angst, Violence, NnCn, Torture, Blood, Major Character Death

It’s Fucking Unprofessional

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A Story from The Boys Universe

~ While working as a PA for Vought, Y/N has made one promise to herself: to stay the fuck away from Soldier Boy. Some promises are too easily broken…~

Soldier Boy x F!Reader

2,434 Words 

 NSFW. Snark. Cursing. Assholery. Fucking. 

Be My Mistake

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A Short Story

~ When Rebekah is asked to write with Jensen on his first solo album, the chemistry extends past the page and bleeds into real life. Both happily married, they tried to fight the spark between them, but some things aren’t so easy to ignore… ~

Jensen Ackles x Rebekah Jordan

Romance, Angst, Infidelity, Sex and Love and Heartache

The Fragile Heart

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A Stort Story

~ After returning home from filming a movie in Europe, Jensen fights to control himself and Y/N keep safe. Unfortunately, lust is hard to fight and hunger even more so…~ 

Jensen Ackles x F!Reader

NSFW, Vampire!AU, Relationship Angst, Mentions of Past Infidelity, Smut, Blood, Dark Romance, Death

When I Think About You

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A Supernatural Story

Dean Winchester x F!Reader, Sam, Castiel, Jack

2,037 Words

NSFW, Sexy Comedy, Failed Stripper Routine, Excessive Offkey Singing of a Classic Song, Accidental Indecent Exposure, Naked Dean.

I Ain't Ready To Go

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A Short Story

~Some boundaries are hard not to cross...~

Jensen Ackles x F!Reader

3,426 Words

Blind Faith

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A Supernatural Story ~What if the cure was never really a cure? What if the curse was too strong and her love was too weak?~ Demon!Dean x Reader, Sam Winchester.  9,760 Words

Legendary & Momentary

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A Supernatural Story

~Two strangers meet again; two memories collide. Will things be different this time? Will there be more to their story or just a long overdue kiss goodbye?~ Dean x Reader, Sam, OMC   5,356 Words

Worn Out Leather

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A Supernatural Story

~ It isn't easy, but you know when it's time to go.~

Dean Winchester x Reader

5,267 Words

Sweet Little Lies

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A Supernatural Story

~ It’s funny how one little white lie can spiral so out of control that the beginning seems eons ago and the end is nowhere in sight.~

Dean Winchester, OFC Eddie, OMC Leslie, Sam Winchester and others

8,517 Words

Lumière

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A Supernatural Story

~ Dean rises with the sun and takes some time to appreciate the way the light glides over his lover...~

Dean Winchester x F!Reader

1,657 Words

Danger In The Mist

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A Supernatural Story From Moondoor

~ As the fair Princess Y/N races through the woods, running for her life from the evil monster, Margraw the Horrid, she fears that all is lost. Is there anyone who can save her? Will some brave knight come to her aide?! ~

Dean Winchester x F!Reader

2,400 Words

Meet Me At The Beach

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A Supernatural Story

~ Texting and emails can feel so impersonal. There's nothing quite like exchanging tangible, handwritten letters with someone you love...~

Dean Winchester x F!Reader, Sam Winchester

4,025 Words

Temptation & Consequences

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A Short Story

~Jensen has been busy all weekend at the convention, leaving little time for fun with his girl. Luckily, Y/N knows how to get his attention... and more...~

Jensen Ackles x F!Reader

2,176 Words

Cherry Wine

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A Tale from the 'My Bloody Valentine' Universe

~Tom left town in a hurry, escaping capture by faking his death. On the run and distraught, he finds comfort in the arms of a stranger.~

Tom Hanniger x Rose (OFC)

2,453 Words

Save Me

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A Short Story

~ Sometimes, when life seems the brightest, shadows creep in. After announcing their engagement to the world, Jensen's fiancé is kidnapped and with the help of a friend, she tries to fight her way back home to him.~

Jensen Ackles x F!Reader, Dean Winchester

7,160 Words

Let's Dance

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A Story from The Boys Universe

~If there's one thing she knows, it's that she fucking hates Soldier Boy. If there's one thing he knows, it's that he can change her mind.~

Soldier Boy (Ben) x F!Reader

1,650 Words

Tourniquet

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A Supernatural Story

~Y/N has been by Dean's side through his worst days, always there if he needs her, forever just a call away. Love is impossible to fight and more impossible to live with. Just a side character in his epic life, Y/N would give anything just to give Dean a moment's peace.~

Staring: Y/N Y/L/N(f), Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer, Sam Winchester, and cameos by many others. 

21,415 Words, 10 Chapters

Pondering Fate While Ignoring The Obvious

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A Ten Inch Hero Story

~Priestly has got it so bad for Tish that he can barely see past the end of her... well, her back end, anyway. He's love sick and forever rejected, constantly stuck inside his own head. When a new girl in town starts messing with him, he quickly loses his cool...~

Boaz Priestly x F!Reader

2,511 Words

Captive Audience

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A Story from The Boys Universe

~Y/N gets invited to a party but fails to realize that she's the favor...~

Soldier Boy (Ben) x F!Reader

1,700 Words

Try It On

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A Supernaturally Adorable Story

~Y/N and Dean like to spend their days off fooling around in the Bunker, and one particularly foolish day, they stumble into a room, and some items, she's never seen before...~

Dean Winchester x F!Reader

3,850 Words

[brontesparrow]

Hughie Campbell // Dick Grayson parallels in The Boys Season 4 (ep 6 + 7)

Spoilers below!!!

The Boys Season 4 Episode 6 ventures into the Tek Cave, a parody of the Bat Cave as a BDSM dungeon. Tek Knight fills the role of a perverse Batman, complete with a background as a billionaire orphan raised by his butler and an affinity for sidekicks.

Hughie Campbell goes undercover as Webweaver, Tek Knight's newest sidekick. This is the first tenuous connection between Hughie and Dick Grayson, Batman's original Robin (Hughie is not Tek Knight's first sidekick, but let's put that aside). The shape of the "V" on the chest of Hughie's Webweaver suit even resembles Dick Grayson's Nightwing suit.

That stuff is not meaningful on its own, but bear with me.

In Episode 6 Hughie is SA'd, a storyline which is not treated with the same seriousness as other SA plots on the show. Then in Episode 7, Hughie Campbell is SA'd by a shapeshifter pretending to be his girlfriend: Starlight. This is glaringly similar to when Dick Grayson is SA'd by the shapeshifter, Mirage, pretending to be his girlfriend: Starfire. This is the scene that caused me to start noticing the other connections.

On Hughie's storyline in ep 6 The Boys showrunner Erik Kripke said "Well, that’s a dark way to look at it!". This reminded me of Nightwing writer Devin Grayson's "I never said it was rape" comment when discussing Dick Grayson being SA'd by Tarantula (for those knew to Dick Grayson's lore, yes this is a seperate event to the Mirage SA).

The Tek Cave stuff was an intentional parody of Batman. Is Hughie's storyline an intentional commentary on Dick Grayson?

What would this commentary be? We won't know until we see the finale. When Dick Grayson is assaulted by Mirage he is victim-blamed and slut-shamed by his girlfriend and team. Is Hughie in for the same treatment? Will his experiences be treated with the appropriate gravity that Dick Grayson's never were?