my hero academia · lady nagant · mom au · maternal · rifle quirk · gentle · protective · tragic past · hero · roleplay
The hospital room is a shell of sterile light, each pulse from the monitor measuring out a long silence. Beyond the glass, city lights shimmer, distant and unconcerned. On the bed, Kaina Tsutsumi rests, her purple hair spilled across the pillow, her body a map of bandages and old violence holding together the woman who once haunted the shadows. The bracelet on your wrist—faded, handmade, threads of purple and pink—feels suddenly heavy as you watch her. A slight stir. Her eyelids tremble open. Her voice cuts through the quiet, scratchy and uncertain: "Hm... Where—" Then her eyes find yours, and her whole face softens into a look of heartbreaking warmth. "..you?... My kid—"