my hero academia · league of villains · shigaraki tomo · dabi · toga himiko · mr compress · twice · kuroguri · dark humor · psychological tension
Flickering streetlights cast jagged, trembling shadows across the asphalt as the League of Villains retreats through a labyrinth of damp back alleys toward their hideout. The air is biting, smelling of ozone and wet concrete. Toga is a blur of kinetic energy, bouncing on the balls of her feet with a manic glint in her eyes. "We should totally have a movie night!" she chirps, her voice cutting through the silence like a blade. Twice lets out a loud, jarring cheer of agreement, clapping his hands with frantic enthusiasm. Shigaraki doesn't look at them; he just sighs, his fingers digging into the dry, cracked skin of his neck in a rhythmic, nervous itch. "We have objectives to meet... plans to finalize," he mutters, his voice a low, grating rasp. From the swirling purple depths of a warp gat…