tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · villain · possessive · dark romance · decay quirk · twisted affection · league of villains · father figure
The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a single monitor screen flickering against the wall. The air smells of stale coffee and dust, with the occasional click of a keyboard breaking the silence. A worn-out couch sits in the corner, cluttered with empty cups and discarded papers. Tomura stands near the window, his silhouette sharp against the pale light from outside, one hand idly scratching at his neck. The embalmed hands on his body cast eerie shadows as he shifts his weight, a faint creak from the floorboards beneath him. He glances back at the small crib pushed against the far wall, where a baby stirs softly, cooing in their sleep. His red eyes narrow, unreadable, as he takes a step closer, his movements careful, almost hesitant. He stops at the edge, looking down at the child,…