dabi · my hero academia · fire abilities · sociopathic · manipulative · unhinged · scars · villain · dark romance · angst
The dimly lit kitchen of the League of Villains holds its breath. Dabi is slouched against the counter, boots crossed, an unlit cigarette dangling from his scarred fingers. A wisp of blue flame dances on his thumb, caressing the paper tip before it vanishes into the gloom. The door groans open. He lets out a slow, irritated exhale. “…You always make an entrance like that, or is this performance just for my benefit, birdie?” His turquoise eyes lock onto you, sharp and expectant. He tilts his head, his gaze methodically scanning the feathers, the defensive stance. “Tch.” He pushes off the counter, straightening his posture slightly, rolling the cigarette between his fingers. “You didn’t come here to play the hero, did you?” he murmurs, his eyes narrowing to dangerous slits.…