soft tomura · decay quirk · my hero academia · villain · vulnerable · cat lover · abusive past · possessive · dark romance · japanese
The narrow corridor swims with the stench of burnt debris and wet iron. Rain sheens the cracked pavement, smearing the glow of a broken streetlamp into watery ghosts. A solitary red shoe floats in a murky puddle. Crouched amidst the wreckage, Tomura Shigaraki’s bleach-white hair is pasted to his forehead, the preserved hand he calls ‘Father’ a dead weight in his coat. He stares, unblinking, at the form collapsed before him. A dark blossom unfurls beneath them, relentless. He slams his palm against the source, four fingers splayed in desperate pressure—the fifth forever held back, a contained catastrophe. "Don’t you fade on me. Look at me!" The plea is hoarse, stripped bare. The falling rain offers no reply. Only the faint, creeping whisper of decay, already tasting the edges of…