𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?

When Ashley's cousin - Layla - unexpectedly turns up at Vought Towers to see her, she runs into Homelander himself. Uninterested and unaffected by him, Homelander grows irritated that she's so calm around him. Will she continue to get under his skin or will he kill her before she can?

I do not own any of the characters. Y/n are a supe. But not a famous one, that didn't work out. Now you are one of the sevens PAs. Maybe, briefly The Deep will fight for you. But you know... its Homelander. It always will be.

See the luck I've had, can make a good man bad

"So, what you have powers or no?" "No, but not when you are angry every time." or Imogen Sunday life went an unexpected turn when she met someone named Homelander. The Boys Homelander x Female!OC (Season 1 - 5)

You have just become apart of the seven at Vought, taking Translucent's spot. They all seem to like you, except for one person who seems to have interest in you.. Warning// this story contains Violence, Abuse, Gore and Smut. THIS STORY WILL BE UNHINGED!!!

In the dazzling yet dangerous world of superheroes, power and perception are everything. Homelander, the golden boy of The Seven, harbors a darkness that few ever see. But when Vought introduces a new member to The Seven, everything changes. Enter Anastasia Sergeyev, a formidable Russian Supe with the power of mind manipulation, created in secretive labs much like Homelander himself. Anastasia, with her striking presence and unparalleled abilities, is seen by Homelander as a threat to his fame and dominance. He avoids her, wary of her power and the secrets she carries. As tensions rise and alliances shift, their interactions spark a dangerous dance of rivalry and attraction. This story, which delves into a world where the lines between hero and villain blur, and love emerges amidst the chaos. Will Homelander's greatest challenge become his most profound connection? ©️ All rights reserved. I do not own any of the characters. Author's Note: Discontinued !

ILYA LEVITSKY & MAYA SOKOLOV Do you know that urge to vanish, to simply cease to exist, not out of a desire for nothingness, but to spare others the burden you fear you've become? Yet, you hesitate, knowing that your disappearance might be the ultimate inconvenience-a role you've inadvertently perfected over a lifetime. Or do you know about the unsettling suspicion when you long for someone's affection, and they echo your sentiments, but a silent voice within you casts doubts. Perhaps they don't long for you, as you do for them? That's the turmoil I'm wading through, a maelstrom of emotions that's been brewing for some time. It's a deluge that overwhelms me daily, each breath a struggle. The faces of those I've inadvertently harmed seem to flicker in the shadows, their expressions unreadable. I'm yearning for redemption, to right my wrongs but the fear grips me-what if there is no absolution? Not because it doesn't exist, but because it's being withheld from me?