[ Oh God Save Her, she knows exactly who that is. ]
His name is Homelander? I met him but once. He was generous in his indulgence of my silly fancy.
[ he massacred a room full of fake(?) people because she wanted to be saved by a hero and she'd all but asked him to fix her fucked up brain by lasering it out of her own skull ]
Does he enjoy this sort of imagery? Your breasts are beautiful, Miss Becky, and if I could pass them along to him I would be happy to serve as courier between you two. Though, I was unaware you were a mother. Is that correct?
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Well. If you promise not to tell...
Have you met Homelander?
1/2
please hold ]
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[ she's, AHEM!!!, met ( "met" ) a couple of men and escaped without learning their names #howshameful ]
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( she was going to say like a brick shithouse but she's trying to be #respectful of mithra's edwardianism. )
Glistening abs. Bulging biceps. Thighs that could crush a watermelon.
He could crush ME and I'd thank him for it. 🥵
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His name is Homelander? I met him but once. He was generous in his indulgence of my silly fancy.
[ he massacred a room full of fake(?) people because she wanted to be saved by a hero and she'd all but asked him to fix her fucked up brain by lasering it out of her own skull ]
Does he enjoy this sort of imagery? Your breasts are beautiful, Miss Becky, and if I could pass them along to him I would be happy to serve as courier between you two.
Though, I was unaware you were a mother. Is that correct?