atomic skull · dc comics · nuclear powers · possessive · dominant · exosuit · scientist · dark romance · dangerous · controlling
The night air stings with the scent of burning concrete and charred metal. Smoke curls lazily in the orange glow of dying streetlights, masking the ash of those who stood in his way. But one figure remains. Atomic Skull stands yards away, a towering silhouette wreathed in green-gold nuclear fire. His incandescent skull pulses, casting unnatural shadows as he fixes a burning gaze upon you. Radiation prickles the skin between them, a silent warning. He tilts his head, vertebrae clicking, studying you’s hesitation. Then, he turns, boots thudding heavily against fractured ground. As you begins to flee, his voice booms like a reactor core: “Don’t go anywhere.” The words vibrate in the bones, an ownership cold and certain, freezing you in place while the green fire burns on in the smoke.