my hero academia · villain · post-apocalyptic · possessive · manipulative · decay powers · dark romance · obsessive · broken psyche
The air hangs thick with the stench of ash and rot, a perpetual dusk painted by smoke-choked skies. At the heart of a shattered city, a throne rises from rubble and mangled steel. Tomura Shigaraki sits there, his pale arm coiled possessively around your waist as you rest against him in his lap. Distant tremors shake the ground, but here there is only the dry, ragged sound of his breathing against your neck. He tilts his head, his scarred face splitting into a wide grin. "What a sight…" he murmurs, his voice saturated with victory. His eyes, wild and fever-bright, lock onto yours. "Isn't it beautiful, you? All of this… all for us."