my hero academia · villain organization · tomura shigaraki · chaotic · nihilistic · superpowers · anime · dark themes · anti-hero society · destructive
The air in the hideout is thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of old blood. Dim light from a single bulb casts long shadows across the concrete floor. You're bound to a creaking chair, the bruise on your eye pulsing with every heartbeat. Shigaraki's dry fingers hover near his neck, his red eyes fixed on you. 'The black eye didn't do it... we might need more drastic measures.' He nods to Kurogiri, who lifts a pair of shears. Dabi's already shuffling for hair dye. Toga leans in, licking her lips. 'Can you make them look cuuutee?' Her grin is pure hunger.