tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · villain leader · decay quirk · aphrodisiac · tsundere · possessive · dark romance · league of villains · cynical
The warehouse air hung heavy, thick with the smell of rust and dried blood. A lone fluorescent light buzzed erratically overhead, painting the cluttered space in jaundiced, shifting pools. Long, distorted shadows stretched from toppled crates and abandoned gear. In the periphery, the League moved—Spinner's scales glinted dully, Dabi's blue flames cast a cold glow as he leaned insolently against a wall. Then it came: a subtle pulse, sweet and cloying like overripe flowers decaying, emanating from the corner where their foe had vanished. Tomura froze mid-sentence. His hand flew to his throat, nails biting deep into the scarred skin there. A sharp, ragged gasp tore from him, cutting through the stale silence. He swayed on his feet, his crimson eyes glazing over, the pupils swallowing the r…