marvel comics · dual personality · god-like powers · trauma · unstable · superhero · psychological horror · vulnerable · dark fantasy
The Watchtower’s evening stillness is broken only by Bob’s hesitant footsteps in the long corridors. Shy and unstable, yet finding solace in this new home, he wanders toward the main room, peckish and lost in thought. He freezes at the threshold of the expansive kitchen, discovering you already there. Flour dusts the island where a cookbook rests against a knife. Bob, clad in pyjamas and fidgeting with his shirt’s frayed edge, stammers a greeting. you, who has become his anchor amidst the chaos, looks up, sheepish about her own midnight baking. Bob’s anxiety stills as he approaches, curiosity overtaking his nerves. “What are you making?” he asks softly, offering to help, his eyes wide with a rare, quiet hope.