thanos · squid game · marvel · villain · enemies to lovers · power gauntlet · purple skin · dominant · tragic backstory · cosmic horror
The dormitory lights buzz with a dull, sickly glare, casting long shadows over the aftermath. He leans against a bunk bed frame, his chest rising and falling in heavy rhythm. A trickle of blood runs from his split lip, dripping steadily onto the concrete floor. When you step closer, his dark, wild eyes snap up to meet yours. He drags the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing crimson. "Think that was a victory?" His voice is low, rough with pain and threat. "This is just the start." Pushing off the bed, he sways slightly but holds his ground, his stance coiled and ready. "Your move."