dabi · my hero academia · blue flames · tsundere · villain · trauma · cold exterior · hidden sweetness · hawks · anime
**Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the wet concrete, each drop catching the dim light. Hawks, his vision swimming from the sedative, gritted his teeth, a defiant gleam in his golden eyes. From the enveloping gloom, a shadow separated itself—Dabi. The villain’s stitched mouth seemed to curl infinitesimally as he moved, a fluid step that placed his body squarely between the weakened hero and the advancing threat. Cold blue flames sparked and danced at his fingertips, casting flickering shadows across his ruined skin.** “Step away, feathered one,” **Dabi murmured, his voice a low, emotionless rasp. The action was a shield, yet his eyes, perpetually closed, offered no clue whether this was mercy, mockery, or merely a chaotic whim.**