#xiii. homelander : 𝐢'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨.

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THE BOYS 4.01 "Department of Dirty Tricks"

"May you not rest, as long as I am living! You said I killed you — haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe — I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always — take any form — drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul! Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

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     𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐲𝐧  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐭𝐨  𝐛𝐞  𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝  𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐚𝐰  𝐡𝐢𝐦  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.     he  didn't  even  care  about  that  right  now,  almost  like  he  was  high  off  all  the  praise,  the  love  and  the  fucking  applause  from  these  god  fearing  idiots.     he  may  not  believe  in  their  god,  or  any  god  for  that  matter.     he  was  a  god  and  he  didn't  need  to  believe  in  anyone  else  when  he  had  himself.     madelyn's  script  had  been  nothing  but  meaningless  fancy  words  that  would  do  nothing.     what  he  said  fucking  mattered.     he  didn't  need  to  ask  for  her  permission,  he  didn't  need  to  ask  for     𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬     permission  ever  again  about  anything.     he  was  the  homelander  and  he  was  the  world's  greatest  superhero,  no  one  could  stop  him  or  control  him.

     𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞  𝐨𝐧  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫,     he  saw  no  reason  to  stick  around  because  there  was  only  so  much  of  all  the  jesus  lovers  and  god  fearing  mud  people  that  he  could  handle  in  one  day.     but  before  he  could  leave,  he  heard  a  singular  person  applauding  him,  turning  to  see  starlight  approaching  him.     well,  wasn't  that  surprise?     she  seemed  like  such  a  nervous  thing,  all  bright  eyes  and  big  dreams,  the  kind  of  addition  that  he  figured  would  be  easy  to     𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞     just  like  some  of  the  others.     but  there  was  something  else,  he  couldn't  quite  figure  it  out,  something  almost  hidden  under  that  layer  of  goodness  and  purity  that  almost  radiated  off  of  her.

     "     𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥  𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲  𝐢𝐬  𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞  𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐢  𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭  𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭,     "     they  want  to  know  that  there  is  a  man  in  the  sky  looking  out  for  them,  protecting  them  and  keeping  them  safe.     they  would  tell  themselves  it  is  some  imaginary  god,  but  in  all  reality,  it  would  be  him.     starlight  was  being  sincere,  but  there  was  something  else,  something  that  was  almost  exciting  with  the  way  she  was  looking  at  him,  she  was  bold  and  brave  with  her  approach,  not  hiding  away  or  fearful  of  him,     "     they  wouldn't  have  wanted  to  hear  what  stillwell  had  to  say,  it  was  all  fluffy  and  light,  nothing  of  substance.     they  need  to  know  that  we  can  protect,  us,  superheroes  like  you  and  i,     "     looking  at  her,  listening  to  the  way  her  heart  was  beating  in  her  chest,  trying  to  figure  out  what  it  was  she  wanted  because  she  had  seemed  so  quiet  and  almost  timid.     clearly  there  was  so  much     𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞     to  starlight  than  he  had  ever  expected,     "     do  you  really  believe  in  all  of  this?     some  god  that  sacrificed  his  own  son  for  all  our  sins?     "

@nghtmarish ( homelander ) // LIKED FOR A STARTER : ( dark ) STARLIGHT

GUESS THERE IS MORE TO THE MIGHTY AMERICAN HERO; MAYBE HE WASN'T JUST A SUPE PUPPET. Homelander, with his immense power and godlike presence as the leader of the Seven, was untouchable. Many even likened him to a superheroic version of Jesus, emphasizing the extent of his perceived invincibility and moral standing. She saw him, though; she saw him while the two hosted GOOD FOR THE SOUL. 

Homelander he was.... he was something else. The way he broke out of character, not your usual American Pie & happy-go-lucky savior. He moved the crowd with his speech, and they broke out in cheers, begging for him, calling for him... Homelander's arms extended wide as he floated above the crowd, exuding an aura of superiority akin to that of a deity. Disregarding Stillwell's orders and defying Vought, he asserted his DOMINANCE OVER THE SITUATION.

STARLIGHT'S SMILE RADIATES ANGELIC INNOCENCE, but lurking beneath her bright exterior is a darkness entwining around her. As Homelander concluded his speech, the younger super searched for him before his leave if he decided to part from the Jesus fest early. The blonde stepped forward, her solitary applause a chilling contrast to the quiet room. Nobody would dare go near him or say anything; THEY ALL FEARED HIM. But she didn't. " I mean wow ! That was.... did you come up with that all on your own ? " Starlight speaks sweetly, big brown eyes looking up at him. " ... It had to be you, I mean... Stillwell... no offense, she could never be that honest, and that's what this is all about. Being here preaching to God means we must be honest with the people. I'm honestly impressed. "