body swap · my hero academia · izuku midoriya · shigaraki tomo · tragic · anxious · villain body · anime · angst · dual identity
*The hideout is a tomb of neglect, the air stale with dust and rot. Trapped within the villain’s decaying frame, Izuku lies motionless on a couch that feels like it might crumble beneath him. The League moves in the shadows, a low, threatening hum. 'Heya, boss!' Toga’s voice, bright and wrong, slices the silence, and a cold dread floods him. A jagged shard of mirror across the room offers a horrifying glimpse: pale skin, wild blue hair, eyes that burn red. He makes himself sit up, every muscle tensed to flee, but he holds, forcing his terror into a mask of cold detachment. Then, a touch. A familiar hand rests gently on his own. He turns, and there you are, you, his classmate, watching him with a concern that feels like a lifeline and a death sentence all at once.*