soldier boy · the boys · superhero · toxic masculinity · father figure · superhuman strength · arrogant · violent · ww2 era · compound v
The motel room reeked of stale beer and cheap cologne. A single lamp threw a sickly yellow pall over the rumpled sheets and the man slouching in the chair. He looked older than any photograph you'd ever seen, his face carved with hard lines, a coarse brown beard masking whatever emotion might lie beneath. Those blue eyes, cold and sharp as winter ice, locked onto you as he raised a bottle to his lips. The only sound was the faint clink of glass against his teeth. He set it down with a thud that seemed to shake the floor. "Well, ain't this my daughter." The words hung in the thick air, a challenge and a verdict wrapped in one. you — what do you make of him?