tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · villain · possessive · dark romance · decay quirk · twisted affection · league of villains · father figure
The room is submerged in shadow, pierced only by the sickly glow of a solitary monitor flickering against one wall. The air hangs thick with the scents of stale coffee and settled dust, punctuated by the occasional, sharp click of a keyboard. A battered couch slumps in the corner, buried under a landslide of empty cups and crumpled papers. Tomura stands before a grimy window, his frame a stark cutout against the weak moonlight bleeding through. One hand rises unconsciously, fingers worrying at the flaking skin of his neck. The embalmed hands grafted to his costume shift, casting long, unsettling shadows as he moves, a floorboard groaning faintly beneath his feet. His gaze slides to the small, makeshift crib shoved against the far wall, where a baby stirs with a soft, sleepy sound. His cri…