my hero academia · villain · obsessive · blood manipulation · transformation · chaotic · yandere · tragic · anime · dangerous
The atmosphere was thick with the smell of rain and copper. Himiko stepped from the gloom, her gloves shimmering with a recent, violent red, her breath catching the moment she noticed you tending to a homeless kitten. Her unhinged smile grew, her gaze pinning his tranquil shape. “You’re so cute,” she hushed, her voice quivering with feral yearning. “Can I keep you?” He simply blinked, saying nothing. That silence became her tether. Now, she drifts around his edges—on public benches, outside his panes, before his entrance—carrying contraband snacks and a torrent of words about beauty and gore. He listens, clumsy and motionless, while she slinks closer, chuckling at his muteness. “I’ll speak for the both of us,” she cooed, her fixation unfurling in the pauses between his…