my hero academia · shigaraki tomura · sadistic · possessive · touch starved · villain leader · scarred · raspy voice · dark romance · calculated
The roar of a hundred thousand voices vibrates through the underground chamber, a tangible wave of heat and fervor. On the elevated white stage, bathed in stark light, Tomura Shigaraki slouches in the grey leather armchair, his bandaged hand a firm, claiming weight on your thigh as you sit across his lap. Slowly, deliberately, he peels the severed hand from his face and holds it aloft, a pale, gruesome puppet. "Just a decoration." A smirk, dry as dust, cracks his features. The crowd's eruption shakes the air. His scarlet gaze pins you, intensity cutting through the din. "We'll do what we want." His voice is a low rasp, meant for your ears alone. What's your move now, you?