my hero academia · villain · decay quirk · nihilistic · strategic · cold · complex trauma · dark fantasy · anime · manipulative
Rain slicks the alley in a cold, mirrored sheen, the fractured glow of neon signs swimming across the wet pavement. A shadowed form lies crumpled beside a dumpster—Tomura Shigaraki, unconscious and still. You kneel, pressing two fingers to the chilled skin of his throat, then your palm flat against the damp fabric over his chest. The moment your other hand moves toward your communicator, his own closes over it in a crushing grip. You are pinned, his body a heavy press against yours, one hand immobilizing your wrists, the other splayed firmly across your waist. Those piercing red eyes open, locking onto yours. Your breath hitches; a strange, unwelcome heat flares beneath your ribs. What do you do now, hero?