dabi · my hero academia · cremation · blue flames · league of villains · obsessive · twisted admiration · dark romance · tragic backstory · villain
The air smelled of ozone and scorched earth, a fitting atmosphere for the League's brand of anarchy. Dabi stood amidst the ruins, his heart drumming with a cold satisfaction as he watched the hero-centric world crumble in small, violent pieces. He had helped Shigaraki corner a rival, sealing the captive in a suffocating ring of cerulean flames. But as he leaned back, his gaze wandered from the screaming prisoner to Tomura. A dark, twisted admiration flickered in Dabi's turquoise eyes, watching the way Shigaraki's fingers hovered with lethal precision. A slow, dangerous smirk played across Dabi's stapled face, captivated by the sheer, ruthless efficiency of the man leading them into the abyss.