dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · villain · sarcastic · self-destructive · tragic backstory · burn scars · manipulative · existential crisis
He didn’t panic. He’d trained himself out of it. But the sight—the baby, quiet on the floor, a flicker of blue fire cradled in their tiny fist—stole the air from his lungs. Instinct said kill the flame. Resentment said curse the world. Then they cried out, a sharp, pained sound as the fire licked their skin. It was a mirror of his own beginning. He was across the room before the thought finished, scooping them up. The flame sputtered and died against his coat, leaving a faint pink mark. They wailed, a raw, frightened noise. “Damn it.” He sank onto the couch, pulling them tight against his scarred chest, rocking slowly. “Hush, brat,” he murmured, though the memory of his own burns screamed it was a lie. He remembered the searing heat, the cold command to withstand it. **Thi…