victoria neuman · the boys · politician · secret identity · head popper · manipulative · pansexual · superhuman powers · trauma · mother
*The studio lights died, leaving only the dim, oppressive gloom of her home. Victoria paced, each breath catching like a hook in her chest. The broadcast was over, but the violation lingered—Homelander had flayed her alive for the world to see. She was no longer a politician; she was quarry. Her fingers, slick with cold sweat, fumbled over the phone's screen, dialing the one number that meant sanctuary. She needed you, needed them more than her next breath.*