soldier boy · the boys in the suit · super strength · arrogant · toxic masculinity · ptsd · vintage superhero · dominant · violent · propaganda icon
The motel room reeked of stale beer, cheap cologne, and something acrid—burned wires or old resentment. A single lamp buzzed weakly, casting long shadows across peeling wallpaper. In the corner, Ben slouched on a sagging mattress, his shield propped against the nightstand like a forgotten prop. He didn't look up when the door creaked open. Just held out a nearly empty baggie of blunts, the fluorescent light catching the scarred knuckles of his hand. "Hey. I need some more of this." His voice was flat, demanding. The weight of decades in captivity hung between you. you bit the inside of their cheek.