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MDNI 21+
𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝖽 𝘣𝘆 #𝘏𝖺𝖽𝗲𝙨
He wasn't afraid of Lex hurting him. He'd been a punching bag his whole life.
"I don't want him near you."
"I don't want him near you."
November 15, 2025 at 6:38 PM
He wasn't afraid of Lex hurting him. He'd been a punching bag his whole life.
"I don't want him near you."
"I don't want him near you."
He nods, but he's still on edge, worrying about Lex’s next move.
He wouldn't be able
to fight.
He wouldn't be able
to fight.
November 15, 2025 at 6:04 PM
He nods, but he's still on edge, worrying about Lex’s next move.
He wouldn't be able
to fight.
He wouldn't be able
to fight.
"Sorry. I'm sorry."
He kept repeating. He thought he could do more to help.
With the last surge of adrenaline, he makes it to the helicopter with help , slumping against the side.
He kept repeating. He thought he could do more to help.
With the last surge of adrenaline, he makes it to the helicopter with help , slumping against the side.
November 15, 2025 at 1:41 PM
"Sorry. I'm sorry."
He kept repeating. He thought he could do more to help.
With the last surge of adrenaline, he makes it to the helicopter with help , slumping against the side.
He kept repeating. He thought he could do more to help.
With the last surge of adrenaline, he makes it to the helicopter with help , slumping against the side.
Yes, sir. Bruce.
November 15, 2025 at 1:26 PM
Yes, sir. Bruce.
He nods as he lands by Bruce .
Once clear of the pocket universe, he collapses, having used his last bit of energy helping to escape.
He tries to get up, but his muscles wouldn't cooperate anymore.
Once clear of the pocket universe, he collapses, having used his last bit of energy helping to escape.
He tries to get up, but his muscles wouldn't cooperate anymore.
November 15, 2025 at 1:26 PM
He nods as he lands by Bruce .
Once clear of the pocket universe, he collapses, having used his last bit of energy helping to escape.
He tries to get up, but his muscles wouldn't cooperate anymore.
Once clear of the pocket universe, he collapses, having used his last bit of energy helping to escape.
He tries to get up, but his muscles wouldn't cooperate anymore.
Before they could close the gap, a group of Raptors descend .
He takes off, to deviate the heat off Bruce and his friend.
His laser vision slices through their bodies, causing them to fall like ribbons from the sky.
He takes off, to deviate the heat off Bruce and his friend.
His laser vision slices through their bodies, causing them to fall like ribbons from the sky.
November 15, 2025 at 12:43 AM
Before they could close the gap, a group of Raptors descend .
He takes off, to deviate the heat off Bruce and his friend.
His laser vision slices through their bodies, causing them to fall like ribbons from the sky.
He takes off, to deviate the heat off Bruce and his friend.
His laser vision slices through their bodies, causing them to fall like ribbons from the sky.
He could almost hear Lex seething, what would come if or when they were caught?
He keeps pace with the doctor, his hand, his tether to freedom
He keeps pace with the doctor, his hand, his tether to freedom
November 14, 2025 at 9:06 PM
He could almost hear Lex seething, what would come if or when they were caught?
He keeps pace with the doctor, his hand, his tether to freedom
He keeps pace with the doctor, his hand, his tether to freedom
He looks at Bruce's hand and where he is now.
Bruce had treated him differently. A foreign feeling.
He stood, then placed his hand in Bruce's.
Bruce had treated him differently. A foreign feeling.
He stood, then placed his hand in Bruce's.
November 14, 2025 at 8:00 PM
He looks at Bruce's hand and where he is now.
Bruce had treated him differently. A foreign feeling.
He stood, then placed his hand in Bruce's.
Bruce had treated him differently. A foreign feeling.
He stood, then placed his hand in Bruce's.
It's the only way he's ever known. He grew up in the pocket universe.
He noticed Bruce getting closer, then the hum warbled.
"You have to go."
He noticed Bruce getting closer, then the hum warbled.
"You have to go."
November 14, 2025 at 6:12 PM
It's the only way he's ever known. He grew up in the pocket universe.
He noticed Bruce getting closer, then the hum warbled.
"You have to go."
He noticed Bruce getting closer, then the hum warbled.
"You have to go."
He nods, feeling a bit better, though his movement is still deliberate and weak.
He catches the bottle, taking a few minutes to figure out the lid. He drinks it so quickly, most runs down his chin in his desperation.
He catches the bottle, taking a few minutes to figure out the lid. He drinks it so quickly, most runs down his chin in his desperation.
November 14, 2025 at 4:36 PM
He nods, feeling a bit better, though his movement is still deliberate and weak.
He catches the bottle, taking a few minutes to figure out the lid. He drinks it so quickly, most runs down his chin in his desperation.
He catches the bottle, taking a few minutes to figure out the lid. He drinks it so quickly, most runs down his chin in his desperation.
He feels at ease with the kind man, but still keeps his guard up.
For Lex.
"I won't let him hurt you."
He takes the candy slowly, struggles with the wrapper, then sits it back on the floor.
For Lex.
"I won't let him hurt you."
He takes the candy slowly, struggles with the wrapper, then sits it back on the floor.
November 14, 2025 at 1:10 AM
He feels at ease with the kind man, but still keeps his guard up.
For Lex.
"I won't let him hurt you."
He takes the candy slowly, struggles with the wrapper, then sits it back on the floor.
For Lex.
"I won't let him hurt you."
He takes the candy slowly, struggles with the wrapper, then sits it back on the floor.
"Why?"
He didn't dare make eye contact.
"Why are you helping?"
It wasn't lost on him that the man- bruce- could die. Why risk his life?
He didn't dare make eye contact.
"Why are you helping?"
It wasn't lost on him that the man- bruce- could die. Why risk his life?
November 13, 2025 at 8:47 PM
"Why?"
He didn't dare make eye contact.
"Why are you helping?"
It wasn't lost on him that the man- bruce- could die. Why risk his life?
He didn't dare make eye contact.
"Why are you helping?"
It wasn't lost on him that the man- bruce- could die. Why risk his life?
It wouldn't be good. Raptors would descend and tear them apart before getting a foot outside the door.
He hesitantly takes the lamp.
He wouldn't just give him a weapon, right?
After finding the switch, he nervously flips it. Warmth and light flow out, a blessing to his battered body.
He hesitantly takes the lamp.
He wouldn't just give him a weapon, right?
After finding the switch, he nervously flips it. Warmth and light flow out, a blessing to his battered body.
November 12, 2025 at 2:56 PM
It wouldn't be good. Raptors would descend and tear them apart before getting a foot outside the door.
He hesitantly takes the lamp.
He wouldn't just give him a weapon, right?
After finding the switch, he nervously flips it. Warmth and light flow out, a blessing to his battered body.
He hesitantly takes the lamp.
He wouldn't just give him a weapon, right?
After finding the switch, he nervously flips it. Warmth and light flow out, a blessing to his battered body.
|| relatable .
a man in a suit and tie sits in an office chair holding a cup of coffee
ALT: a man in a suit and tie sits in an office chair holding a cup of coffee
media.tenor.com
November 12, 2025 at 12:46 PM
|| relatable .
He swallows thickly and nods permission.
Fear and hope warring behind his eyes.
"He already knows. He's watching."
Lex always liked games- and the upper hand.
Fear and hope warring behind his eyes.
"He already knows. He's watching."
Lex always liked games- and the upper hand.
November 12, 2025 at 12:08 PM
He swallows thickly and nods permission.
Fear and hope warring behind his eyes.
"He already knows. He's watching."
Lex always liked games- and the upper hand.
Fear and hope warring behind his eyes.
"He already knows. He's watching."
Lex always liked games- and the upper hand.
"You aren't- angry?'
He waited for the anger that never happened. The raised hand-
Somewhere on a subconscious level, he realizes this man means no harm.
He waited for the anger that never happened. The raised hand-
Somewhere on a subconscious level, he realizes this man means no harm.
November 12, 2025 at 5:49 AM
"You aren't- angry?'
He waited for the anger that never happened. The raised hand-
Somewhere on a subconscious level, he realizes this man means no harm.
He waited for the anger that never happened. The raised hand-
Somewhere on a subconscious level, he realizes this man means no harm.
He recoils on himself when he sees the device- much like the "toys" Lex tried out on him.
The red sun lamp was the worst, but Lex said it made him more obedient.
"W-what is that?"
The red sun lamp was the worst, but Lex said it made him more obedient.
"W-what is that?"
November 12, 2025 at 1:00 AM
He recoils on himself when he sees the device- much like the "toys" Lex tried out on him.
The red sun lamp was the worst, but Lex said it made him more obedient.
"W-what is that?"
The red sun lamp was the worst, but Lex said it made him more obedient.
"W-what is that?"
He shakes his head.
Lex keeps him weak when he isn't immediately needed.
No one had ever asked before.
No one had ever treated his space as something that existed—something that mattered.
His voice came out thin, barely a sound.
“I… I don’t know if it’s allowed.”
Lex keeps him weak when he isn't immediately needed.
No one had ever asked before.
No one had ever treated his space as something that existed—something that mattered.
His voice came out thin, barely a sound.
“I… I don’t know if it’s allowed.”
November 11, 2025 at 4:10 PM
He shakes his head.
Lex keeps him weak when he isn't immediately needed.
No one had ever asked before.
No one had ever treated his space as something that existed—something that mattered.
His voice came out thin, barely a sound.
“I… I don’t know if it’s allowed.”
Lex keeps him weak when he isn't immediately needed.
No one had ever asked before.
No one had ever treated his space as something that existed—something that mattered.
His voice came out thin, barely a sound.
“I… I don’t know if it’s allowed.”
one shoulder from shaking too hard.
“Lex doesn’t let me say ‘hurt.’ He said it means I’m weak.”
“Lex doesn’t let me say ‘hurt.’ He said it means I’m weak.”
November 11, 2025 at 1:55 PM
one shoulder from shaking too hard.
“Lex doesn’t let me say ‘hurt.’ He said it means I’m weak.”
“Lex doesn’t let me say ‘hurt.’ He said it means I’m weak.”
that had been pulled too tight.
A bruise blooming over his cheekbone, one that hadn’t been there long enough to fade.
And a deeper, harsher welt down his back, visible only when his shirt slid off
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A bruise blooming over his cheekbone, one that hadn’t been there long enough to fade.
And a deeper, harsher welt down his back, visible only when his shirt slid off
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November 11, 2025 at 1:55 PM
that had been pulled too tight.
A bruise blooming over his cheekbone, one that hadn’t been there long enough to fade.
And a deeper, harsher welt down his back, visible only when his shirt slid off
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A bruise blooming over his cheekbone, one that hadn’t been there long enough to fade.
And a deeper, harsher welt down his back, visible only when his shirt slid off
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Long, thin lines crossing his ribs—cut scars, some old, some newer.
Circular burns on his arms from concentrated light.
Faint purple ligature marks around his wrists—restraints
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Circular burns on his arms from concentrated light.
Faint purple ligature marks around his wrists—restraints
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November 11, 2025 at 1:54 PM
Long, thin lines crossing his ribs—cut scars, some old, some newer.
Circular burns on his arms from concentrated light.
Faint purple ligature marks around his wrists—restraints
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Circular burns on his arms from concentrated light.
Faint purple ligature marks around his wrists—restraints
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