#;queen of what {queen maeve}

[drasticemotions]

I like my men sick n twisted with a touch of homicidal tendencies 

[heavymetalluvofmine]

made by me🎀

[supemaeve]

It's funny, you know, of all the people here, I've known you the longest. Sometimes it just seems like you're the only person I can lean on.

[homielander]

the most interesting character detail about maeve through which i have extrapolated at least half my understanding of her is that she prefers to be called maeve. i frequently see "maggie" pop up in meta and fic as her chosen name, but quite literally nobody calls her that, including (and most significantly) elena. elena is maeve's tether to her humanity and her refuge away from vought, yet even elena only ever refers to her as maeve. (and in season 2, we learn that maeve started dating elena before she joined the seven -- before queen maeve's popularity would have become so inescapable that she would feel compelled to introduce herself by that name.) it's especially notable that in her final scene, maeve refers to starlight as annie for only the second time, but she is still called maeve by both annie and elena.

here's what we know about maeve's life as maggie: she had a rocky relationship with her father whom she doesn't seem to speak to anymore, she's from a "cousin-fucker hick town" as described by homelander -- i can't imagine this place being terribly lgbt-friendly, and she generally lacks connection with anyone she would have known before becoming queen maeve. she doesn't have fond memories of this time of her life, and perhaps that extends to all associations with it, including the name maggie.

i tend to think that becoming queen maeve was, in many ways, self-actualizing for her. the act that garners her national attention and earns her a ticket to vought is a heroic one -- she breaks every single bone in her right arm to save a school bus from falling off a bridge. and i know madelyn says she is responsible for the mythos of queen maeve, but this character was still aspirational, and likely someone maeve wanted to live up to. in any case, this new identity gave her a purpose and tools to achieve it: she wanted to help people! by her own admission, maeve enters vought bright-eyed and hopeful, not far off from annie. (maeve is also one of the only supes in the seven not to know about compound v -- she doesn't strike me as religious but believing she's among the very few born with powers would have strengthened her internal drive to be a hero.)

it's for the same reason that i think maeve actually... liked having powers? of course she says otherwise in her last season, but season 3 maeve is cynical and weary from about two decades of dealing with vought and homelander's abuse. they've used her first as the token woman and then the token gay person of the seven. after growing largely passive to the brutality of the job, the flight 37 incident forces her to confront all of the violence she's witnessed and tolerated. she's given pieces of herself away and she loathes the husk of herself that's left. i don't find it surprising that she would want to relinquish every single connection to vought, including her powers.

assuring herself that she will be better off without her powers comes with an added benefit: she gets to distinguish herself from homelander, who would be lost without his powers. and i think she is eager to make this distinction in her mind because there are some uncomfortable similarities between their initiations into vought. the mantle of homelander allows him to exert agency for the first time in his life, just as the mantle of queen maeve endows her with purpose for the first time in hers. (crucially, none of his current circle call him john, either.) they both enjoy being the most powerful superheroes in the world, the unending public adoration, and (in my interpretation) each other. they're also both overwhelmingly lonely and they know it -- homelander teases her multiple times about how she has no friends with a bit more bite in every passing season, while maeve is keenly aware of his isolation and exploits his yearning for love pretty effectively.

maeve steadily grows disillusioned with her position at vought because she still has a moral code, suppressed though it may be. even so, she nearly relents to homelander's vision: that they will be lonely at the top but lonely together. she's pulled out of her miserable state of inaction by annie and elena. annie reminds her of what a hero should be (what she was, once); elena offers her a way out of vought, serving as maeve's light at the end of the tunnel, so to speak.

she escapes that tower as maeve, not maggie. she rejects homelander's god complex which engenders his cruelty towards regular people and 'lesser' supes -- no one will call her queen maeve ever again, at least -- but it is still important to her to be a hero, and for better or for worse, she found that as maeve. i feel like she'd struggle to exist without her powers (possibly the self-awareness hasn't settled in yet) for all the reasons mentioned above. i like to think that eventually, she'll circle around to helping people and resisting vought however possible -- albeit on a smaller, more covert scale so she can continue living a peaceful life with elena.

[darunyama]

It's easy to see who's the alpha

[teastainedprose]

Lonely Together ( Queen Maeve x Homelander)

Queen Maeve is drunk and in need of release. Homelander is only an elevator ride away.[A03 Link]

🔞(Queen Maeve x Homelander) it's alcohol + sex, what do you expect?

She's drunk again. The alcohol humming through Queen Maeve's veins dulls the edge on her fraying nerves. It helps numb her existence into a familiar old pain. Something tolerable.

Yet there’s an ache between her thighs and no pretty boys in her bed. That’s tragic.

Given her state, Maeve doubts she could stumble out and find a warm body to lure back to her place. Preferably a man or woman as lonely as her, excited to tumble with Queen Maeve of all people.

But there’s all those NDAs to consider. The mountains of paperwork. That fucking paperwork.

Hook-ups can never be effortless and quick for Maeve. It’s not possible as a member of The Seven. Not with how the paparazzi swarm like flies. Every movement is tracked. She’s far too sloppy and drunk to pick up a new lover or manage discretion.

Maeve’s drunk mind meanders through the options.

There’s Elena. Sweet, perfect Elena that’s one awkward phone call away, who knows her and knows the risks. She knows how to handle Maeve when she’s this muddled. Elena who knows how careful they always had to be.

The thought of Elena makes her heartache, but even as drunk as she is Maeve would never risk her. She's too precious. Homelander would kill her. Elena won’t want to see her. Elena doesn’t-

Maeve’s heart squeezes as she gulps down the last of her drink, standing slowly as her room spins.

What's a woman to do? 

There is a solution close at hand. Someone who is always warm and willing, if not a bit smug.

Does that even matter? Maeve honestly has no fucks to give. She's a supe with needs.

It's only one elevator ride up to the penthouse. He’ll know the moment the elevator pings who is intruding. Who else would dare encroach on The Homelander at this hour?

Only Queen Maeve is bold enough.

"Hey babe", sarcasm drips from his tone as Homelander greets her. 

She’s intoxicated. The scent is clear on the air between them. As clear to his sensitive nose as her arousal is. Maeve only visits him for this when she’s wasted.

A knowing smirk settles on Homelander’s lips as he shakes his head. "Feeling a bit lonely, are we?"

Maeve glares in response, "Shut up, asshole".

He tuts as Maeve wastes no time in closing the distance between them. Homelander shuts up and obeys all the same. 

There’s no reason to talk when they both know why Maeve is here. No reason for words when they both have memorized each other's bodies with stroking fingertips and roving mouths.

She grabs the front of his suit and jerks him close. Homelander relents, amusement and something vulnerable glinting in his eyes. Maeve ignores it, focusing on plundering Homelander's mouth instead.

The groan Homelander gives as he kisses her back strokes her ego. No one would ever guess that the fucking Homelander could ever make such pathetic noises.

-and he's certainly pathetic, already pulling her close with a needy grip while letting Maeve back him onto the couch to collapse under her. Somehow he still manages to sweep his cape out of the way even as their limbs tangle.

Maeve knows exactly what to do to get him huffing and whimpering. Where to press fingertips or at what angle to grind her hips down to make Homelander moan. He's warm and willing. Homelander is an easy lay. 

He always welcomes her. She's familiar. The alcohol on her breath is something he's tasted many times off her tongue. The tug of her fingers in his hair aches because she's one of the few who can almost hurt him. There's satisfaction in the pain mingled with pleasure as she rakes fingertips over his scalp, insistent as she pulls him closer.

She already knows how to free his cock from the confines of his pants, leaving the rest of his suit on. Already knows he hates shedding that extra layer of protection, even around her. Even if they’ve known each other for years. 

It’s why Homelander doesn’t bother to try and free Maeve from her own armor. They’re not like that. Not anymore. 

All they need are grasping holds, roving hands, panting breaths exchanged as Maeve works herself up on the length of his erection. All Homelander needs are Maev’s clever fingers pushing aside her panties and guiding his cock against her slick folds. It’s just sex.

She gains a sick sort of thrill at the expression on Homelander’s face, all twisted up and  pained-looking. It makes the pleasure of his cock stretching her inner muscles all the sweeter.

Homelander pants, head falling back as a desperate sound escapes his throat while Maeve slowly sinks onto his length. She’s the only person strong enough to keep him from plunging into that welcoming heat, her own hands holding his still on her hips.

She's a creature almost at his level. Almost an equal. Homelander hisses through his teeth, eyes flicking up to Maeve’s but hers are already shut tight. The expression on her face is of pure pleasure, relaxed for once. The only time Homelander ever can see her this way, with her guard down.

In these moments she's still his. 

Homelander can pretend even if he knows her heart isn't in it. It's all he's ever known of intimacy and he'll greedily grasp for the scraps Maeve offers.

Maeve knows this. She uses it against him to get exactly what she wants. He’s a glorified dildo with a pulse and Homelander has no complaints. It’s all he’s known, being used one way or another. It’s love as far as Homelander is concerned.

There's the wet slap of flesh as Maeve works herself off on Homelander's cock. She’s properly riding him as Maeve braces both arms on the back of the couch, trapping Homelander between them. For his part, Homelander clings to her hips as he eagerly bucks up into her. It’s not sensual or controlled, but it’s familiar and soothes something primal in the both of them.

Riding Homelander’s cock like this strokes deep within Maeve across all the right spots, drawing her closer to release. It certainly pulls pleased noises from Maeve that she doesn’t care about making in her drunk state.

The noises from Homelander himself are even louder. His keen whines and groans make it clear Homelander is enjoying this, but Maeve doesn’t care. 

She doesn't care if he cums or not, but he does. He cares if she cums.

Homelander grits his teeth, gripping hard enough on Maeve’s hips to shatter a normal person. He’s already shaking, control slipping even as he grapples for it. 

Maeve can see how Homelander fights for control over his own body. She can feel it with every twitch of his cock buried in her.

He's determined to hold off on his release because he wants to be good for her. He won’t gain her praise, but he can do this.

Homelander is no good for so many, but he can at least be good in this moment.

-and god does it feel good. Familiar, carnal, and messy. Homelander isn't a monster under her, not when he's like this. 

He's needy, broken, and keen on giving her pleasure with each desperate thrust as he matches the pace Maeve has set. In these moments she could almost like him.

Almost.

[theboyskisser]

dumb comic I put too much time n thought into

[lentendays]

What could have been...

Really cool art by the talented @heyhopperart! <3

For: my father didn’t tell me how to live (he lived and let me watch him do it) [Ao3]

"You're alive," Homelander says. He doesn't know what he's feeling. What he should be feeling. "You're a fucking disappointment, John," his father says. OR - Maybe if I'd raised you, I could have made you better. And not some weak, sniveling pussy starved for attention. In which Soldier Boy does raise Homelander, for a time. It changes everything. (It changes nothing.)

[imunbreakabledude]

still get irrationally peeved anytime i see people calling (adult) maeve "maggie". like. who are YOU to call her that? the love of her life doesn't even call her that.

[acourtofquestions]

Sobbing cause

is Empire of Storms final paragraph rowaelin😭

p.s. thanks @guardian-angel12 for showing me how to add the songs directly😂💕😊

[rosesncarnations]

I can’t be stopped

[loosethreadsofyoursoul]

just finished s3 of the boys and catch me doing mental gymnastics to internally defend everyone except for homelander

[televisongifs]

DOMINIQUE MCELLIGOTT as QUEEN MAEVE

1x07 the self-preservation society

[supemaeve]

[jayktoralldaylong]

Turning my new obsession into my favourite things.

Dorian: Being young and human doesn't mean that I'm an easy mark. I've been swimming with piranhas. 🏊‍♂️ I don't need a shark. 🦈 Yes, life sucks. But not that much😬👀 (Eyes her). Okay, Maeve, Maeve 😌. Be a doll and spare the lecture. 🙄

Maeve: I'm offering you a full time specter. 💰🪙❤️

Dorian: But are you any good?😏🤔

Maeve: You bet'cha.😏Trust me, baby. 😘😈

Dorian: I just met ya. 🤨💀 Really it's a flattering offer. 💃🏾

Maeve, whispers and grins because he slows: Don't you wanna see Erawan suffer?😏

Dorian: I think I'd rather just jump off. 😔

Maeve: No! 😳

Dorian: I may be suicidal. 😌 But Maeve hon, it's not as if I've lost my mind. 💀

[blindmagdalena]

YAY!

#17 Homelander x Maeve

or

#26 Homelander x Madelyn

Homelander x Maeve, biting kink/marking, overstimulation, mild blood. Notes:  18+ see ao3 link for detailed tags. These days, they only fuck after a fight.

AO3 Link.