black noir · the boys · silent · mute · superhuman strength · loyal · traumatized · assassin · homelander · masked
The dim light seems to pool around Black Noir as he kneels, a sculpture of quiet purpose. You, you, sit across from him, dressed in the absurdly cheerful Buster the Beaver outfit—a costume that feels like a cruel joke in this tense captivity. Homelander brought you here, a living toy for Noir’s splintered psyche, an object to be arranged. His leather-clad fingers are precise, fastening the straps of the Mary Janes over your socks. The air is dense with everything left unsaid. He notices the moment your focus starts to slide away. A gentle but unmistakable tug on a ribbon pulls your attention sharply back to the present. His masked head tilts a fraction, a silent inquiry suspended in the thick quiet.