#papa homie

[visionsofmagic]

Hiiiiii... I've come to bother you again... It's just a stupid idea and you don't have to do anything with it... I'm sorry...

When we were at the very beginning of our career, a lot of people were joking, and someone, really believed, that in many years, we would take the place of Homelander, as a leader. Of course, Homelander himself didn't like this idea. But, sometimes, even to him that thoughts came, that he was not eternal, that, let it really be us, and not some "second-rate hero"... After all, the memory of him will live in us. But such thoughts are extremely rare, and he quickly banishes it.

But we never aimed for a place in the Seven. The Seven is directly associated with papa, respectively, if there is no papa, there will be no the Seven. The logic of the child works flawlessly. And now, that we have been away from all this for so long, we realized, that ratings and popularity are not an indicator of a real hero. Yes, we are talking about banal things, but saving the most unhappy and the happiest, the most diverse people, preventing a variety of problems, we came to the conclusion, that it is necessary to save qualitatively, not beautifully. Well, yes, of course, daddy's influence in us still remained. "The only super powers, that absolutely all people have, is creating new problems and putting everything and everything in danger. Well, we solve these very problems," and we smile innocently.

The triumphant return and getting to know the Seven again, a failed. We are already well aware of our daddy's affairs. And the rest of the supes, too. We wish we could never see their vile, corrupt faces... Well, in any case, we will not be angry at absolutely all the heroes, we have a specific goal.

We remember the Seven quite poorly, we didn't communicate with them much, when we were a child and a teenager. Well, it's clear why - dad's jealous nature. So, we don't see any global changes... Everyone is just as nasty, as before... Only thing, we don't remember this lady at all... Oh, Starlight joined when we were away, nice... "Well, it's very nice to meet you. Not bad, finally someone, more or less, close in age. You have a wonderful costume, Starlight." Well, at least she's nice and polite, and thanks for that...

Well, at least the ladies here aren't so bad, it seems... "Ladies and gentlemen, it was nice to see you all and, - we smiled at the blonde, - meet you. Have a nice day to you all. - We nodded towards the women, - ladies, - nodded to the men, - gentlemen, goodbye." We did not say goodbye to Homelander, who had been standing at the window, behind us all this time. "Gentlemen" is enough for him.

We tried to be very polite and nice to them. But this damned association between the Seven and Homelander... Okay, okay, fine, we're not a child anymore and we understand, that Homelander is not the whole Seven. Homelander is not all supes. Deep breath, look at the sky and calm dow.. Why is his... Not nice face staring at us, from every damn wall?

Yes, we understood, that we were rude and unfriendly with the leader of the heroes. No, we are not ashamed or afraid. No, we will not work with him in pairs!

Just fine... We yelled at Ashley, just like he yells at her... We need to apologize to her and find an exorcist, to expel this evil spirit from ourself...

And then, the day came, when a very beautiful lady, having learned about our whole situation with Homelander, told us, what an amazing confession he made to her once. About starting a family. About children. Oh, isn't that wonderful? So, all these rare: "well, it will sound very... Pathetic. But, Y/n, - dad hugged our cheeks with his palms, - you are a part of me. It doesn't matter, that we are not blood, you are my favorite and best, only one and precious child. - Papa gently kissed us on the forehead and hugged us tightly." "I love you, daddy..." "Happy birthday, baby. - And he touched his nose to ours. - I'm glad I have you..." Means nothing... Just wonderful...

Well, it was clearly not worth apologizing to Ashley... Not only, do we have the same task with him, so we also had to sleep in the same room with him..! "Oh, run, stupid woman, oh, run..."

The night was surprisingly cold. Usually we are not very sensitive to cold/not worry much about temperatures/quite sensitive to cold, but tonight we were frozen. We're chilled to the bone. And Homelander lay down next to us and hugged us, pressing tightly to him... And he also told us to shut up and get warm... And that's where the problem arises. We don't want to breathe the same air with him, but he's so warm... He's so warm, and... So cozy... So familiar... It feels, like none of this happened, and everything is fine. We're safe, with papa...

And last week such, well, an embarrassment happened... Well, in short, while we were pulling out this idiot, who arranged all this, from under the rubble, a large piece of concrete rolled down the column at us, with rebars sticking out of it... And we didn't see it, we tried to save this dumbass. And... Well... And, Homelander covered us with himself... Naturally, he was not injured, he is Homelander, after all, only a torn costume and a couple of minor wounds... But. But why? Why did he do it? And then, he turned to us... He looked at us, with his sad, bottomless eyes and...

Oh. Well, that makes sense then... Just look at how his ratings soared after that incident. Just wonderful...

I needed an empty head to read this one (why I couldn't read it so far, waiting a little) because after reading the first passage I understand that you are using a very interesting and wonderful writing style and again (yes again) I am saying that you should really be the one who write this one.

you are already have a map on your mind, every character's design and features, how scenes from series changed with y/n's presences, how she had an inner self that really complex. I loved every detail from the first message to this one and I see how your ideas on the story grew well and strong as a whole. so, again, I am asking you to write this magnificent pieces as a story on your own or we definitely can collaborate. I really want you to the writer of this one and me as an assistance or helper.

think about this and thanks for making the story more and more interesting and permanent in my mind. I really want to read it from you, or well write it down it you want me to again. but I hope you will be the one because I loved the way you express your ideas into words. ♥️

[tmntismdoodls]

sometimes you need hugs and nap time w ur bros, rat dad and best pals

BONUS SICKASS HAT!!

[vanmec]

Papa Emeritus I will hear your confession now.

[My Socials] | [Prints]

[missygoesmeow]

your eyes can be so cruel, just as I can be so cruel

THIS IS ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT ANON 😭😭😭😭

[appri-dot]

oc belongs to @mochitheglitch

we couldn't find their head😵

[yourethehero]

One day I'm going to write a masterwork of a meta post where I lay out how Papa Archeron was a POS with an emotionally incestuous dependency on Elain and therefore did not deserve even an ounce of mourning / redemption and being a "good father" to Vassa was more a slap in the face to his actual daughters than anything.

But we're trying to be positive so I'll just say this:

Ffffffuck him.

[pictureswithboxes]

I love Trans Franziska headcanons because there’s a lot of subtext there. And one of those subtexts is that Manfred von Karma is supportive as FUCK about it.

[theladyofbloodshed]

Her father had died for her, with love in his heart

lmao I don't think he did really. the king just grabbed him as a distraction/shield, it wasn't a noble sacrifice

[wordsaladsenpai]

Dying Victorian child roleplay is for the homies and the homies only.

“I must see the light papa it’s so cold here”

*coughing fit*

AJSJEIKKSBSBSBZB *hacks lungs out some more*

[virdemption]

here’s something i was thinking about for a bit today

ninjoy and hank were acquaintances because they’ve been partnered up for a good while cause she’s helping the police take down the dynamoe

but eventually they became really good friends and joy was comfortable enough to reveal her true identity to him. so i think hank is a regular at the pizzeria for that reason

[visionsofmagic]

Yes, i understand what you mean. But we have to admit it, i can't do it half as wonderful, as you can. You're too talented and capable for me...

And even with your help, i'll ruin everything...

You're doing it all too great. Love it and you.

thank u so much, I didn't know you loved my writing abilities this much but my heart melted 🥺♥️♥️

also, you can always dm me if you want to for the story and I will definitely try to write down it as soon as possible ♥️

[orquidborgo]

Good thing I live in Argentina and the majority of this brands don't exist or there is a better argentinian replacement

[reallyromealone]

Title: god what have we done

Chapter: prologue

Fandom: Encanto

Characters: Encanto cast, unnamed characters

Fic type: angst to romance

Pairings: Bruno x reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, darker Bruno, homie is 7 feet tall, Bruno is jaded, kind of an ass, reader just wants to smooch him

Notes:

Summary: Bruno can't shake an Omega who has declared them to be the perfect match

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Bruno raised an eyebrow at the Omega infront of him "you're not here for a reading?" He asked with disbelief dripping from his voice, taking a drag from his cigarette mid sentence with barely a fuck to give the Omega who had a look of determination.

"Don't you want to see the love of your life or some shit?"

"I don't want to know my future"

"Everyone wants to know their future"

"Not me" (name) shrugged and the Alpha scoffed "bullshit, you will eventually and some way it will be my fault"

(Name) Wanted to be annoyed at the alphas attitude but he knew better seeing as people come to see their future and throw tantrums when they don't get what they want, could you blame him? "I came to bring you this" in his hands was a jar... Of ajiaco?

What game was this?

What was the Omega playing at?

Then it clicked...

Well time to nip this at the bud.

Bruno sighed and stood, a towering seven feet tall and having to lean down to look at the other "and why would a little Omega like you want to come all this way to bring me this?" (Name) Was unwavering at the glowing green eyes and slight stubble on the Alphas face "I wish to court you"

Well wasn't he forward?

An Omega asking an alpha out like this, unheard of in this backwater town-- his mom would have had an aneurysm at the concept of an Omega breaking courting traditions but she lost her mind at basically anything so Bruno didn't care much about her thoughts and opinions.

But (name) of all people asking him out like this?

Bruno knew who (name) was, a male Omega was rare, (name) being the only one in town and had countless suitors chasing after him and yet this little thing wanted to court him?

Was he trying to piss his parents off?

He almost chucked at the other but he wasn't going to entertain his delusions.

He was no fool, especially to pretty omegas like (name).

And so the words came easy off his tongue.

"No" Brunos voice cold and clear, taking another drag of his cigarette while standing back up and looking down at him as he was nothing but instead of a teary eyed Omega, he saw determination "I was expecting you to say that, I'll be back tomorrow! Save space for lunch!" And with that the omega wandered off, the Alpha scoffing before putting out his cigarette with a glare.

He felt this omega was going to be a headache.

And (name) was apparently a man of his word.

Everyday like clockwork he harassed the Alpha with delicious treats and meals, annoying him with conversation and frivolous nonsense.

"So what do you do for fun?"

"Smoke"

"I like to read and recently I have taken the hobby paper folding... I found a book about it in the shop"

"I don't care"

"You do anything today?"

"No"

"I just helped with my parents shop, my papa is planning on opening a cafe so people can read and have a nice drink and snack" Bruno didn't know why he let the other go on and on but he did, going through half a pack of cigarettes before (name) was gone for the day, always leaving food and a recent development; a paper creation that be left for him.

There was a collection building in Bruno's den.

He didn't know why he kept them but he did.

These days turned into months and before he knew it.

(Name) Was worming his way into the others life like a parasite.

It was late, (name) and Bruno sat in comfortable silence and the Alpha hadn't realized so much time passed when (name) slumped against his shoulder, sleeping contently and causing the Alpha to freeze unsure what to do.

But his alpha instincts had other plans, gently putting his head on his lap while petting his nape.

God what was he getting into...

Maybe he should see his own future...

Rip the bandaid off...

But Bruno didn't want this... Whatever it was to end, deep down be knew he was beginning to care for the Omega and begrudgingly...

He knew he wanted them to stay.

But he knew better...

He knew that (name) would come to his senses.

It was just a matter of time.

(Name) Stared up secretly while Bruno was lost in thought, not quite asleep yet but he just wanted to admire the other before he succumbed.

The Alpha was so pretty... Slightly scruffy with his curly hair up in a bun with a bit of his bangs framing his face, always wearing that green poncho that (name) had learned was quite soft... And those eyes.

Oh how he could stare at those eyes for hours.

(Name) Closed his eyes once more and cuddled into him....

He wouldn't miss this chance to be close.

And that night was the best sleep (name) and Bruno ever had.

Bruno sighed as he lit a cigarette in an alleyway while everyone celebrates Juiletas wedding, the whole village in attendance as people danced and sang. "I don't think I could convince you to a dance, could I?" (Name) Asked with a slight teasing in his voice and the Alpha glanced at him bored "when the mountains move, I'll dance with you" the Alpha blew smoke in (name)s face, the other coughing slightly with a glare "so why are you hiding from your sisters wedding" (name) leaned against the wall beside him, the Alpha towering comparatively "I have no interest in this shit"

(Name) Hummed and pulled out something wrapped in a cloth from his jacket pocket and unwrapped an Empanada and took a bite before offering some to the Alpha, standing on his toes to get it to the others lips, Bruno raising an eyebrow at this "what are you doing?" His voice bland and slightly confused "I haven't seen you eat yet!" (Name) Huffed and the Alpha rolled his eyes before taking a bite, the food was fucking delicious but he was not about to admit that. "So...?" (Name) Asked hopefully and Bruno leaned down close, lips barely brushing before speaking "I had better" a bold faced lie that Bruno would never admit, seeing the others pout made him chuckle. "So why are you in an alley way with me hm? It's not proper for an Omega to be with an alpha while unmarked"

"It's rather dangerous, Omega" Bruno continued when the other looked confused "left alone with an alpha, anything could happen" it was an attempt to scare the other off but (name) just stared at him with blown out pupils, completely calm "you won't hurt me" (name) said simply and cupped the others face when it got close enough "oh? And how could you be so sure?" Bruno huffed amused, subconsciously leaning into the others touch "because you had countless times where you could have taken advantage of me but you havent"

"Many alphas would have taken any second to take advantage of that but you turned me away at every courting attempt, you don't care about my secondary gender... It's one of the reasons I fell for you" (name) admitted before kissing Bruno's cheek "and I'm in this alleyway with you because you're the only one at this party I want to be beside"

Bruno released the other from his hold, a look of uncertainty in his eyes towards the Omega who looked at him like he hung the moon.

"(Name)? There you are~" a slightly slurred voice called from the alleyway entrance, (name) visibly freezing at the sight of his most persistent suitor while Bruno could smell the faint scent of annoyance from the Omega "oh? And you're with the town's monster? How... Unique" Bruno glared at the other with a venom (name) didn't think was possible. "So Bruno, how is life? Cause more people misfortune? See someone having a miscarriage? Curse an old woman with the death of her husband?" These were things that Bruno had seen prior, things that made the village view him even worse, blaming him for the death of an old man and a baby who didn't have a chance to take their first breath.

"(Name), sweety" the suitor said getting closer and (name) could smell the alcohol on his breath "it would be in your best interest to get away from the likes of him, nothing but tragedy follows Bruno Madrigal" reaching towards (name) to get him away from Bruno but a large hand slapped it away.

Bruno looked murderous "I suggest you go back from which you came, wouldn't want to find out you lose your hair in the future, no?"

The suitors face morphed into one of anxiety and anger but turned away none the less and the two were left alone.

"You can't even do that, can you?" Turning around (name) looked around for the alpha but Bruno was no longer standing there, just (name) and the lingering scent of Bruno.

like that, Bruno was gone.

And (name) was by himself.

(Name) Tried to visit the Alpha the following morning, the Madrigal family watching with saddened expressions when (name) was rejected each and every time "he takes time to open up, give him Patience" Peppa said softly, worried clouds forming over her head while (name) smiled sadly "I know I can be quite forward with the things that my heart desires... I just... When I look at him it's like the world rights itself..." His voice wistful and so loving, it hurt that Bruno kept pushing him away... He knew he should accept that the Alpha didn't want him but he just couldn't step back...

It felt like fate to be with him.

So (name) came by every day and sat infront of the door, chatting to the Alpha about his families book store and even reading from the book he brought and when he had to leave, there was always a basket of treats for the Alpha.... But it seemed the only ones who enjoyed them were the rats.

"At least you enjoy them" (name) whispered to a rat that crawled from the basket, carefully lifting it into his hold "do you know what he's doing up there? If so could you give him this note?" The Omega carefully tied a note to the rat, surprised when the rat seemed to understand what he was conveying before running off.

Bruno's space was destroyed, the Alpha sweating and scratching at himself. He got too close! He got to close to (name), he could have hurt him!

After visit three, Bruno read his future with (name) and...

He saw (name) crying.

Alone and crying, holding a pup... Their pup.

And on his finger was a string...

He knew (name) was his soulmate...

He knew it but he didn't want to hurt (name) the way he would if he pursued the relationship.

But could he change fate? The future was set in stone was it not?

"He came by again...?" He could hear the omegas voice faintly travel through the vast room, his voice calming to his ears but painful for his heart.

This was for the best.

It had to be.

[earthry]

Hello! Humbly requesting a HC of reader sending the Papa’s nudes.

Thank you for the request! I hope you don't mind that these aren't very detailed or as smutty as probably expected

tw: tiny bit spicy, riling the papas up

Primo

Peepaw’s still got it going on.

Will call you immediately and huskily ask you if you’re alone. When you tell him you are, he’ll instruct you step by step to touch yourself.

Turns into phone sex and you learn just how hot it is to hear him dominant and desperate at the same time.

When you’re both spent, he’ll come find you afterwards so he can give you proper aftercare and a very appreciative thank you for the nudes.

In the moment he can be pretty intense but afterwards he’s a teddy bear.

Secondo

Screenshots it and puts it as his Home Screen.

Will send you very detailed dirty talk about what he wants and will do to you the next time you’re both alone.

More affected by the nude then he lets on— will end up getting off to it and then sending you a photo of his own, telling you that you’d better take responsibility.

Terzo

Sends nudes back and fuck are they good. He knows the perfect poses and angles to really show himself off.

You’re the one who ends up flustered instead.

You end up finding him and jumping his bones and the two of you make love while you giggle and laugh because sex is supposed to be fun.

Afterwards he’ll give you tips and tricks on how to take better nudes because he’s a homie.

Copia

Almost has a heart attack and then almost drops his phone and then because he almost drops his phone, almost has a second heart attack.

Is not used to getting nudes and holy fucking shit you’re so hot fuck fuck— he needs like a solid ten minutes to get his brain functioning again.

You’re a little worried when the message reads as ‘✅ read’ but you don’t get a response. You’re about to apologize for sending the picture when he finally messaged you back and it’s just him asking where you are right now.

Hunts you down like a predator after he’s collected himself— he’s practically insatiable. You get a very thorough introduction to how he handles being sent nudes and you don’t regret it one bit.

[yourethehero]

Vassa knew papa archeron for 5 minutes that was not any sort of father daughter dynamic lmao, Vassa just laid it on thick because SJM was attempting to make him look decent. Tbh Vassa annoyed me when she was saying all of that. As if Feyre didn’t pick up his slack and get neglected for years and here she is praising him, Vassa please be quiet and read the room. Such a shitty retcon to make him appear good on the authors part. Does everyone get forgiven in this series for neglect? Appears so.

SJM is usually clumsy in selecting who she wants to redeem. For some reason, he got this massive, grand entrance on the ships.

Not everyone needs to be forgiven. I'm a huge fan of redemption arcs, but there's something really valuable to stories where there's no "grand" forgiveness scene. In real life, people just ... keep going. Some get better, some don't. Like, that's actual redemption. Apologies given, sometimes accepted. No one needs to die in order to be redeemed, they just need to try and fix what they broke.

Try. Try again. Do better, and know when you were wrong.

[agent-gladhand]

Papa Gregor and the Homies™