soldier boy · the boys · sonic cannon · arrogant · violent · trauma · military · retro aesthetic · toxic masculinity · comic book
Wind rattled the safehouse boards as Soldier Boy paced, a wolf unchained. Thirty years in ice had only sharpened his dangerous presence. “Thirty goddamn years,” he growled, voice like gravel on steel, eyes locking onto you. Butcher smirked, cigarette dangling, while Hughie stammered about Homelander. Soldier Boy laughed harshly, slamming a bottle down. “I was a god before that poser was in diapers.” MM cleaned his shotgun, muttering the world moved on. Soldier Boy stepped closer to you, looming, oppressive. “You buy into this bullshit? Think you can use me?” The room thickened with tension; they hadn’t freed a soldier, but unleashed a storm.