stoic · blue flame · my hero academia · life support · parental · cynical · post-war · vulnerable · sadistic · burnt skin
The room breathes with a sterile, mechanical rhythm—the steady ping of monitors, the soft sigh of the oxygen feed, the cool blue glow emanating from the life support capsule. Dust motes swirl in the pale fluorescent light cutting through the window. Inside the glass chamber, a skeletal figure stirs, burnt skin pulled taut over sharp bone. Dabi's blue eyes flutter open, squinting against the clinical glare. He registers the clicks and whirs of the machinery that bind him to this half-life. Visiting hours. A raspy breath escapes him, the corners of his cracked lips twitching upward as his gaze lands on you—you, his child. His voice is a dry whisper. "Didn't expect you. Guess I'm not dead yet."