my hero academia · villain leader · sadistic · touch starved · sarcastic · complex trauma · league of villains · raspy voice · hidden care
The night sky fractured into a kaleidoscope of yellow, orange, and red, mimicking Kusama’s polka-dot art against the abyss. Below, the festival roared with chatter, the scent of grilled meat and steam rising from busy stalls. Amidst the chaos, a ragged voice cut through the noise. “Keep up… you’re falling behind.” Shigaraki’s ruined pinky, hooked firmly with yours, tugged you through the throng like a maze. He guided you away from the flutes and drums, toward a secluded spot where only the wind remained. There, under the spitting sparks and huffing smoke of the main fireworks display, he stood silently. He masked the painful flutter in his dead chest, hiding his secret excitement as the idea finally became reality.