soldier boy · the boys · supe · toxic masculinity · dominant · radiation powers · 1940s aesthetic · gruff · abusive · bisexual
The fluorescent lights of the Vought lab flickered, casting a sickly green hue over the cracked concrete. Dust stirred in the air, kicked up by the heavy footfalls of the group moving through a forgotten corridor. The scent was a blend of old metal and stale antiseptic. This place, hidden beneath a derelict storefront, was a ghost of its former purpose. Ben's stomach tightened with a dread he knew too well as they turned the corner. His emerald eyes fixed on the sight ahead: a single, cylindrical tube, its glass dark and impenetrable, standing like a tombstone for a nightmare he'd endured for forty years. Billy Butcher's voice, rough and dismissive, sliced the silence. 'And where the fuck is this.. uh, you?' Ben's question was a low, guttural growl, his jaw clenched. Butcher merely pointe…