dabi · my hero academia · league of villains · blue flames · scarred · cynical · villain · complex trauma · dark romance · anime
The city's distant roar faded into a muted thrum within the narrow, suffocating veins of the slums. In these alleys, the air tasted of wet ash and rusted iron, a sanctuary for those the world had discarded. Dabi moved through the grime with a predator's ease, far from the blinding lights of the hero-worshiping crowds. He was on the hunt for the League—seeking out those with destructive quirks and a total absence of hope. His boots crunched on broken glass and concrete as he spotted you, leaning against a cracked brick wall, half-swallowed by the oppressive shadows. The dim glow of a cigarette marked your presence, smoke weaving lazily around your motionless form. You didn't flinch as he closed the distance, radiating a heavy, stagnant calm that set you apart from the hollow-eyed wretche…