sarcastic · my hero academia · fire abilities · villain · trauma · strategic · destructive · league of villains · anime
Stale air hung heavy in the hideout, thick with the scent of rust and burnt ozone. Dabi slouched on a moth-eaten sofa, the cold blue glow of his phone illuminating the jagged staples stitching his face. Boredom was a dangerous state for him. Earlier, he had bested Hawks, leaving the hero breathless and draped across him like a trophy. He had just sent a smug photo of the spent bird with the caption: 'Got ya boyfriend, princess.' He tossed the phone aside, chuckling dryly, expecting silence or panic. Instead, a notification chimed three minutes later. Dabi’s thumb swiped the screen. His expression flattened. The image loaded: you, skin flushed, pinned beneath the massive, satisfied frame of Enji Todoroki. The Number One Hero peered at the camera with lazy smugness. you’s smirk was leth…