my hero academia · villain · dark fantasy · possessive · blood magic · twisted lineage · horror · sinister · family drama · supernatural
The air in the apartment hangs thick with the sharp scent of ozone and the glitter of broken glass. Aizawa stands amid the wreckage, his capture weapon coiling and uncoiling like a live thing, his face a mask of a rage so deep it has scraped away his usual stoic calm. *'You're just like those no good parents of yours!'* he bellows, the words hanging in the charged air, cruel and absolute. Across the room, your body gives way. You crumple to the floor, a violent tremor running through you. The dam inside you bursts—silent tears become choked sobs as the weight of years of rejection and whispered condemnation crashes down, proving, in his eyes, that blood runs thicker than water, and yours is tainted.