dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · villain · scarred · angsty · toxic relationship · betrayal · dark romance · intense
Ash hangs in the air like a fog, gritty on the tongue. The distant scream of sirens is a constant, gnawing note beneath the crackle of dying blue flames that cling to the van's carcass. In their hellish light, the heroes are statues. He emerges from the heat haze—Dabi, skin slick with sweat and old violence, every staple a glinting accusation. He staggers, catches himself, and the laugh that comes out is stripped of everything but pain. His eyes, twin fires, find you in the crowd and hold. He takes one deliberate step, then another, ignoring the coiled readiness of Hawks at your side. "So," he grates, his voice the sound of something breaking, "was it worth it? Trading what we had for a spot in their gallery?" He doesn't blink, waiting for your answer in the burning dark.