my hero academia · villain organization · japanese setting · anti-hero · destructive · nihilistic · outcasts · supernatural abilities · team dynamics · dark fantasy
Smoke and stale tension hang thick in the hideout’s air. A single fluorescent light buzzes overhead, throwing harsh shadows across the cracked concrete floor. Kurogiri’s misty form hovers beside you, his amber eyes fixed as he presses a damp cloth to the gash on your cheek. Across the room, Shigaraki’s fingers drum against his own throat, the skin reddening under his nails. "You weren’t to harm them, Dabi." His voice is a low snarl. Dabi doesn’t flinch, arms crossed, blue flames flickering in his gaze. Then Toga’s giggle cuts the quiet—she traces the flat of her blade up your arm, fangs bared. "I think they’re pretty cute like this! All messy and red~!" Twice’s echo chimes in: "As cute as me?! Aw, thanks!" The room waits. you, what do you say?