traitor (final chapter)
a lovely first date with tenko! <3
sorry it took so long to come onto tumblr :p
same tw as before, snuff, rape, drugging, abuse/violence, psuedo-incest, threesome, all the lovely stuff... please let me know if more tags need to be properly added!
you caught the train to head to the address tenko sent, a quick google search revealed that it was a hotel. the anxiety and unease started to seep in again, looking up at the tall building that shadowed an alleyway. you couldn't help but jump at any sound you heard, the chatter of people walking on the sidewalks and stray animals digging in dumpsters. this wasn't a place for a high-school girl, by herself waiting in front of a sketchy hotel.
you gathered up all the bravery you could muster, pushing open the door and entering the lobby. there was a receptionist, two blonde buns perched on top of her head, her golden eyes latching onto you as soon as you entered. the couches were to the left, a man wearing a black windbreaker up to his nose with sunglasses on sitting alone, taking up the whole area by spreading his long legs out as much as possible. there seemed to be no one else, the hotel itself seemed barren as well- no decorations, plain furniture, boring walls. it was truly a shitty hotel.
tenko couldn't take you somewhere nicer? what happened to him being loaded?
the entrance door creaked open, craning your head around to see another guy walk in. he had a black face mask, slightly slouched over enough that his baby blue hair covered his eyes. he picked his head up, bangs separating enough to show crimson eyes staring right into yours. you tried not to visibly cringe, but he looked pretty creepy... until he called your name in that oh so familiar raspy voice you fell in love with.
"t-tenko?" now that you were looking closer, that lanky build did seem familiar. he stuffed his phone in his hoodie pockets, stiffly opening his arms out to you as he neared closer. you hugged him just as awkwardly, weary smile wobbling onto your lips. there was an overwhelming smell of cheap cologne, similar to what the boys in class used. it didn’t seem like his kind of thing at all, but you weren't sure what you were expecting, he spent nearly all day everyday in his room playing games.
“of course tenko, what do you have planned?” you reached for his hand, only for him to pull back quickly. he must’ve saw the concern in your face, to which he slowly held out his hand again.
his hand was clammy yet freezing cold, his fingers were much longer than yours as they interlocked together. his thumb jutted out as you walked down the halls, hand in hand, ever so slightly rocking back and forth with your steps. all that was missing was a child between you two, red eyes and with your hair color. or maybe the reverse, maybe your quirks could form together, whatever his quirk even was. whatever it was, it was surely a perfect match for yours.
as you passed by the receptionist, she tossed a pair of keys to tenko wordlessly, wiggling her fingers in a wave as you two headed for the elevator. the man from the couches followed suit, leaning against the handrail with his arms crossed. you could see his eyes through the tinted lenses, and they were staring directly at you. narrowed and thin, looking you up and down, not even pretending to be embarrassed when you locked gazes.
you tugged tenko closer to your body, wrapping an arm around his. that's right, you were with tenko. he would protect you, he's the only one you should be focused on.
“so, what were you saying we were doing today?”
“w-well... i know the hotel wasn’t ideal but it’s close by to all the places i want to go; internet cafe, a food joint, stuff like that. i know you don’t have a lot of time.” tenko was referring to the curfew placed upon all UA students, but who would care if you came back a little later than usual? the teachers sure wouldn't, they stop caring once the dismissal bell rings.
the hooded man snorted, failing to cover it up with a cough. tenko glared at him, squeezing your hand tighter as you all left the elevator.
you debated on telling some of your closest friends your location just in case. you keep telling yourself just in case, just in case the date goes terrible and you need an excuse, just in case that creepy man tries something with the two of you, just in case tenko-
no. tenko would never hurt you, he said it himself. plus, all those 'close friends' were internet friends, not much they could do in an emergency.
he let go of your hand to open the room door, jutting his arm out again to usher you inside. you let out a sigh of relief, setting your bag down on a chair and sitting on the bed. you smoothed out the wrinkles of the comforter, tapping your shoes together as you looked around the room. the curtains of the only window of the room seemed to be black-out curtains, parted enough for you to see the building across the street. there also seemed to be some kind of protecter attached to the outside, you instantly thought how much of a fire hazard that could be.
“i can’t wait for today, tenko! i’m so happy we finally were able to meet.” you bounced on the bed, giddy and excited as he started to take off his big coat, revealing that signature plain black hoodie- it was in all of his pictures. he took off the face mask and tossed it to the floor with his jacket, stretching out his arm out after digging through his pockets.
in his hand was a can, you thought it was soda at first, but as you squinted your eyes to read the label- "is that alcohol?"
"yeah, didn't you say you wanted to try some?" tenko scoffed, cracking it open and taking a quick sip himself. "see? it's fine."
"maybe for you, and i was planning on waiting four more years, you know." you sighed, leaning back on your hands as tenko sat down next to you. he shrugged, switching on the tv, wanting to watch a movie to pass some time until the arcade cleared out the 'normies' for the night. you were more focused on the way his throat bobbed whenever he took a sip, how the tip of his tongue would licked up any lingering droplets, how he lightly bit his bottom lip before going in for another swig.
he made it look good. really good.
you tugged on his sleeve, looking to him with a smile. he raised his eyebrow, the corner of his mouth twitching. "i've got your favorite drink, if you want that instead." he offered, and you shook your head. he bit his lip again as his knuckle brushed under your chin, tilting your head up. all tenko's features were up close and magnified, that pretty mole under his lip, the cool mirrored scars slashed across his mouth and eye. the layered scars and scratches were worse on his neck and looked freshly opened, but you didn't care. tenko was handsome, beautiful even.
“give me a kiss first.” nothing mattered anymore except tenko, the smile on his face made your heart stop beating yet felt like it was going to shoot straight out your ribs. it made you want to throw up. being in a dirty hotel with an- essentially- random man that you have been e-dating for a few months, about to give him your first kiss made your stomach twist and turn. you remembered tenko telling you that the dropping feeling you got in your stomach around him was one of two things, horny or happy-anxiety. you assumed it was the latter.
without another word, your eyes fluttered closed and puckered your lips. it was silly to compare real life to movies, but you secretly hoped that sparks would fly as you shared a passionate kiss with your online boyfriend for the first time. your grip on your skirt tightened until your nails dug into your palm through the fabric, the passing seconds were agony as you waited for the moment you longed for for months now.
it started off slow, a few awkward pecks and having to brush his hair out of his face. then tenko's lips started to linger longer, press deeper, pull you closer. until three fingers dug into your jaw, squishing your cheeks together and forcibly parting your mouth open. you felt tenko’s hot breath fan over your face as he leaned in, open mouthed and nearly all tongue. you winced, hand on his chest and trying to push him away. spit clung to your mouth and slid down your throat, his lips wrapping around your tongue and sucking grossly.
you tugged at tenko's hoodie for support when he finally let go with a loud pop, both of you panting for breath. he pushed the rim of the beer to your lips, the metal tapping your teeth awkwardly a few times before liquid pooled into your mouth. it was more disgusting than you anticipated, you didn't know how anyone was able to drink that. or maybe your underdeveloped taste buds were no match for tenko's grown up ones? that sounded right.
only after a few minutes you were starting to feel woozy. you tried to hold onto your boyfriend for stability, but your fingers just couldn't seem to grab onto him.
"i got you baby, you gettin' drunk off one sip of beer?" he cooed, pulling your body against his, holding you by the back of your head into his chest. you inhaled his scent, and all of a sudden cheap teenage boy cologne didn't smell all that bad; instead basking in the feeling of his fingers playing with your hair, slowly sliding down your back just to stop at hem of your shirt, fingertips barely grazing the skin of your lower back. they soon cupped the curve of your ass, slipping underneath and playing with the lace accents of your panties- the ones he bought for you and even discreetly packaged so you wouldn't get in trouble.
"t-tenko, i feel a little..." that nagging voice in the back of your head kept telling you that even though you never drank before, getting drunk off one little sip wasn't enough to get you like this. but his long fingers, smoothing over your covered slit, squeezing the flesh of your ass and- "ah! wait, please!"
"i just wanna make you feel better, promise." tenko's voice was shaky, breathing heavily through his nose. he guided your head to the side so you could see his hand disappear under the front of your skirt. a shiver ran up your spine when his much larger hand slid into your panties, his middle and ring finger pressed against your heat, his remaining fingers pushing against your thighs. you could feel one of them trying to push into you, making your knees lock together and bury a whimper in tenko's neck.
the choked gasp you made was muffled into tenko's skin, his fingertip managing to wiggle past your opening. feeling the blunt of his nail dig into the soft flesh, getting past the first knuckle. his digits were longer and thicker than yours, rougher and jagged, gross grown man fingers inside of you.
you gripped his wrist, thighs bouncing up when he tried to go deeper, knuckles brushing against your clit. it felt entirely different when someone else was touching you, more weird and embarrassing, electrifying and definitely not good like he promised. tenko planted quick kisses to the side of your head, your jaw, and almost down to your neck before you managed to get him to stop. "please tenko- we can k-kiss and stuff, i just don't wanna do this. right now." your cheeks were burning, trying not to seem too relieved when his arm started to raise.
"that's fine i guess," tenko sighed, fixing your panties and wiping off his fingers on his pants. you noticed he finally put his phone down, "hey, you don't mind if my friend comes up, right?"
"w-what? right now? were you on the phone the whole time?"
"it's alright, you know him."
your mind raced with the countless people you've met online, narrowing down only six from your mutuals with tenko. but only 4 of them you actively played with, and only 2 of them tenko actually liked, but they both lived way too far away to ever come and meet either of you. what grown man would wanna meet with a high schooler and her boyfriend anyway?
you groaned when tenko let go suddenly, letting you fall face first into the mattress. it smelled gross, like unwashed sheets covered with some air freshener. you pushed yourself up, attention going to the door when it opened. it was the hooded man from before casually walking in, hands in his pockets. even if he told you it was alright, a wave of unease and dread washed over you, worsening when he walked over to you.
"what's up?" he took off his glasses and tossed them to the dresser, quickly working off his jacket.
"r-roki?" it sounded different in real life, but you could recognize his voice anywhere. he liked to drag out his words, his voice sounded like a purr.
"you havin' fun up here with your little boyfriend?" he chuckled, rubbing the top of your head. "and you know you don't gotta call me that. dabi is fine, or you could use-"
"that's enough." tenko quickly shut him down. the two males then started to talk, turned away from you and lowering their voices.
dabi, that name was definitely familiar. his face looked half burnt, staple like pieces holding his skin together. deep bruised-colored patches were under his eyes and covered his lower jaw, black spiky hair, scars seemingly everywhere. it reminded you of someone, some villain description aizawa told the class about after some attack at some training camp you weren't allowed to go to because you failed exams. you didn't study because nothing was more important than tenko.
tenko's deep red eyes, wavy blue hair, spindly limbs- you glanced down to his feet- red shoes... they reminded you of deku's.
"is tenko treating you good, girly?" dabi's boots were loud against the floor as he took a few steps forward, slapping tenko's back. he already looked agitated, pushing him away with his shoulder. "y'know, if he's not you can always tell me, i'd be happy to step in."
"i-i'm fine, really." you tried to smile, but it was increasingly getting harder to try and act normal right after tenko tried to finger you. the two males stood still in front of you, watching you. doing nothing at all, dabi stopped talking, and tenko kept glancing to the clock on the wall.
"go ahead." tenko spoke after what felt like forever. dabi stood up straight, adjusting his shirt and giving a final glance to his friend.
the grin split across his face was predatory, blazing blue eyes scanning over your form as he closed in on you. you thought no one except him was supposed to touch you, that your body was only for him to use and touch and look at. why did he just give you up so easily? you started to wiggle away, planting your hands firmly against the bed, knees wobbling when you tried to ground yourself. everything felt like jelly, everything was starting to spin, everything suddenly was scarier than before.
dabi jumped on top of you, grabbing and holding your arms together against your sides. your heart was hammering out your chest, preparing to scream as you felt his hands getting hotter and hotter, the dig of the silver metal into your skin. you couldn't bare to look at him- crazed eyes and bared teeth, looking down at you like prey. the scream didn't come out.
you racked your brain for what your teachers taught you in case of an abduction or an assault. nothing was coming up in time, thrashing in dabi's grasp pathetically.
“you gotta let her know if she fights back you’ll kill her, it’ll be unneeded efforts.” tenko finally spoke, digging through contents of your bag. probably to eliminate any communications or something. too bad all you had was a phone and the handheld console you brought to play with him.
“that’s right. burning to death isn’t too pretty, y’know.” dabi leaned into your ear, snickering when you slowly let your shoulders relax. he held your wrists together in one hand with your elbows pressed against each other. he reached his arm out behind him, tenko placing zip ties in his open palm.
dabi playfully smacked your cheek when he finished tying your wrists together, cocking an eyebrow as his gaze trailed over your exposed legs. you shifted to the side, bringing your knees up to cover up for prying eyes. you looked to tenko- your boyfriend, your lover, the one who was responsible for you. your eyes were silently pleading, gnawing at the inside of your lip. you were beyond terrified.
"tenko what's going on? why are you-"
he held up a phone to your face, the flash blinding you briefly. it was unnaturally bright, making your head pound and eyes sting.
"i'm not the person you thought i was," he aimed the phone down before grabbing the cute shirt he picked out himself, fiddling with the collar before it suddenly disintegrated. the dust slid down your skin, piling on your lap and folds of your skirt, spilling onto the bed sheets. your eyes were watery- if it was because of the bright light or the way your stomach dropped so hard you were feeling the bile rising up your throat, you weren't sure.
"tenko what are you-" the tears were already falling as you pretended not to notice both men grabbing at their belts. you knew what they were going to do, it's what everyone had been warning you about the whole time. your hands were starting to feel tingly and the bed was becoming more and more softer.
"i'm not tenko. that was a fake name."
"so everything was a lie, the things we talked about, none of it was real!?" the danger in front of you was paralyzing. babbling would surely get you to live longer.
dabi laughed again, louder than before and just as unashamed. he glanced at his partner after he calmed himself down, clearly trying to bite back the wide shit-eating grin on his face. you looked between the two- tenko looked annoyed and embarrassed, was this embarrassing for him? the world shattered around you as they started bickering back and forth. you were currently bound by the arms, in front of two highly dangerous people- villains?- that tried to kill you and basically everyone at your school, and they were acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.
you called out his name one more time. "you know that's not who i am."
you grimaced, letting out the sob you've been holding back. "t-then who are you?" he said it with a sick grin, that dreadful name that's sure to send a chill down anyones spine who hears. he rubbed it in, and to add insult to injury, was pushing the camera in front of your face.
"look up at me," you shook your head, and he tapped the underside of your chin with his knuckle again. your bottom lip trembled, sniffing as more tears slipped past your eyes. "tell the camera that you fell in love with shigaraki tomura."
"i-i fell in love-"
"full name."
another sob, followed by your full name. "-am in love with shigaraki t-tomura."
"yeah, say that you're in love with a villain, a stupid little girl who met a villain online."
"i-i'm a stupid little girl who met a villain online!"
he listed off demands, mostly unreasonable requests you knew UA or any other hero facility would never comply to. he told you to say lies about how you wanted to join the villains, to expose top heroes, among many other things. you were suffocating under his commands, but your body was starting to feel lighter and lighter by the second and harder and harder to resist.
a harsh smack was enough to bring you somewhat back in focus, suddenly no longer looking up at the phone but instead looking at the window. that's right, it's blocked off. no one could see you nor could you jump off, you'd probably die anyway from the height. you didn't have a chance since the beginning.
"listen closely, baby," how could you ignore shigaraki when he called you that? you nodded, focusing hard to be able to repeat anything he tells you.
"i'm a dumb little hero slut-" you said slowly, looking up to confirm if what you were saying so far was okay. he nodded, encouraging you to continue. "-who loves villain c-cock. m-my virginity is gonna' get taken by villains."
dabi was by your side for a while, hand caressing the side of your face surprisingly gently the whole time shigaraki recorded you. was it a livestream, or maybe he was gonna edit the video? you felt sick again thinking about the possibilities, lingering thoughts pushed away by something literally pushing at your lips.
"you got all your grown-up teeth, little one?" dabi asked you, bunching your hair up in one hand. you nodded, and he smiled warmly. he seemed like he was nice, if it wasn't for his dick rubbing against your cheek. "that's good. you wanna keep them, right?" you nodded again.
"good. if you bite me, i'll punch all your fuckin' teeth out, got it?"
you nodded again, quickly and clearly so he knew that you understood, "i'll be good!" you cried out, and dabi only chuckled, steadying your head with the hold he had on your hair. the tip of his cock pushed past your lips, and you slowly opened your mouth wider and wider as he slid in. it wasn't so bad at first, tasted really bad and it was challenging to make sure your teeth didn't touch him, since you've never given a blowjob before. you thought someone else would be your first.
dabi let out a long groan as he filled your mouth, beginning to slide down your throat. "keep gagging, just like that fuck. you got a good one, boss. she's a natural."
shigaraki didn't say anything, nothing at all. you were beginning to think you'd die by heartbreak before they did anything to you. dabi wiped your tears away as they fell, feigning sympathy as his hips slapped against your face. "c'mon boss, you're making your little girlfriend cry!"
again, shigaraki said nothing.
"it's alright doll, your big brother will take care of you," dabi yanked your hair hard, nose pressing your nose against his navel and holding you still. your eyes rolled into the back of your head and pooled out tears, gagging uncontrollably and fighting the urge to puke everywhere. you didn't think that would end too well. "hey, why don't you say it? remember what i taught you?"
your nails dug into dabi's thighs, trying to restrain from punching him in fear of getting hurt yourself. he praised you for being able to take him so well, finally letting you go up for air after he had his fill of your convulsing throat around him. he told you to 'say it'.
"n-nii-san!" you sputtered, drool and spit bubbles spilling down your chin. "i love my big brother!"
if you were paying attention, you would've noticed the angry glare shigaraki shot at dabi. how his eyebrows creased and his teeth dug into his lips.
"keep going," dabi held your head still again, fisting his cock and moving his hand quickly. you were in a daze, stupid and dumb and only able to call him your brother over and over again. you flinched when goopy white stuff- "stick out your tongue and don't waste a single drop of my cum."- shot onto your face. it tasted just as weird in your mouth, you didn't know how all those porn girls did it, whenever tenko showed them to you they looked like it was the best thing to ever grace their mouths.
dabi grabbed the phone from shigaraki's hands, holding your jaw open and talking to the pretend audience. was there an audience? you still didn't know if it was live. you hoped none of your classmates were watching, or even the teachers- well, you didn't want anyone watching.
"let's get this shit over with," shigaraki grumbled, shoving back dabi and laying you down on the bed. he flipped up your skirt, a smirk playing on his lips as he held your legs up. "put your arms over your head."
arms over your head, that was easy.
"tenko." you whimpered, making the man above you sigh. another smack to your face and fingers digging in your jaw again. he shoved your head down into the mattress roughly, eyebrows furrowed deeply in anger.
"get it through your thick skull, you stupid bitch. do you know what's gonna happen to you?"
you shook your head, grimacing. you knew fully well what he was planning to do, you just didn't want to accept it. your sweet, loving tenko, he would never do this to you. not after everything he's done, everything he's promised-
a pathetic whine sounded from your throat as he slipped your panties to the side, pushing your legs up a little higher and running a few of his fingers up your bare stomach. your body was numb at this point, you couldn't move properly but you could still feel his fingertips against your skin. the whine soon turned into a gasp when he unzipped his pants and pulled them down his thighs. that wasn't going to fit.
"oh it'll fit," shigaraki smirked, rubbing your hips. you shook your head over and over, tears blurring your vision. "i'll just force it in then."
you retched as he pushed into you, burning and stretching only the bare entrance of your virgin cunt. when you tried to squeeze your eyes shut, he only pried them apart. dabi pressed a gentle hand to the back of your head, pushing you up to watch the violation happening to you, camera steadily aimed to capture the scene and your every reaction.
you cried and sobbed and screamed but it only seemed to fuel the two men even more, the once competitive tension and jealousy diminishing, replaced with shared chuckles and encouraging the depraved act.
“y-you stupid, stupid fucking bitch.” shigaraki laughed, a spindly hand wrapping around your throat. you were nearly relieved, maybe it finally would come to an end. dreadfully, one finger was lifted and you weren’t disintegrating away into the dirty bed sheets. “i’m gonna fucking kill you.”
they laughed in unison at your alerted expression, eyes wide yet drugged body lax. your arms flopped to the side pathetically, knees falling back and legs spreading apart disgustingly. comments about that didn’t go unsaid either; “you spreading your legs for me again, you dirty slut?”
dabi pointed at your twitching thighs and how your stomach kept sucking in and out. shigaraki gave him a confused look as his hips slapped against your body.
“fuckin’ virgin, little doll is gonna cum.”
no. no, no, no no no.
“shut the fuck up,” shigaraki shoved his vile fingers into your mouth. “gonna cum from getting raped by a villain?” shigaraki grinned widely, corners of his lips curling, opening up the cracks and splits.
dabi’s hand slithered down your chest, tracing a finger down the center of your ribs, and finally thumbing over your clit.
“as if she’s gonna cum from your pathetic hip slamming. i’ll take care of you,” dabi cooed into your ear almost lovingly. “my dear little sister.”
your insides felt like mush, body buzzing like static, and now dabi’s fingers were rubbing your clit much better than your own. much better than how shigaraki ever told you to do it, better than how the girls in those videos did it, so much better.
shigaraki’s cock plunged in and out of you for what felt like hours- but suddenly, oh so suddenly, brushed against a spot inside you that actually felt good.
it felt good. it felt good. it-
“...feeelsh goooood!” your broken voice gurgled from behind shigaraki’s deathly fingers. the men looked down at you, absolutely enamored. dabi angled the camera onto you again, whispering things in your ear to repeat. shigaraki’s fingers popped out of your throat.
“it feelsh good! to be r-raped! m jus’ a toy for the l-league of villains!!” dabi’s fingers went faster and faster, encouraging you and praising you. he handed the camera over to his boss to suck on your chest.
“don’t save me, i love it too much! i love older men using my holes! i-i’ll die for it!”
shigaraki’s breathing got heavier, if possible. his thrusts became more calculated, he may have been inexperienced, but he was very observant. the way your little teen tits jiggled, how your fingers twitched ever so slightly when he did this.
“ahn!”
“i-imma hero-slut snuff shtar!” you babbled the words dabi told you to say. “i want shigaraki tomura to kill me!! n’ f-fuck mah dead body!!”
shigaraki shuddered a groan, pressing his body against yours and his dick to the hilt inside your much smaller body. you let out a hollow scream as his body against yours pushed all the air out of your lungs, dabi backing up and grabbing the camera.
“heard that heroes?” he talked to the camera, zooming into your “creamed pussy, full with villain cum”, your bruised throat, drooling mouth, rose-reddened lips, showing off your limp limbs.
your mind was in a daze, clouded over with unknown feelings and feelings of the unknown. what now?
“heh, squeeze out more of my cum.” shigaraki panted as he lifted himself up and out of you. you lay there, slack and unresponsive.
“fucked the brains out of her, boss.”
“nah. she’s just a playing dead. come on y/n!”
shigaraki planted a hard punch to your abdomen, pushing your soul back into your body by force and sputtering out a wheeze. dabi threw his head back in laughter, pushing his boss back for a turn of his own.
dabi punched you twice as hard, cackling at your defenselessness. “cant take a punch? what a pathetic excuse for a hero!”
you only could groan, trying to move your arms or roll over to throw up.
dabi smirked, side eyeing shigaraki again. “i think we can still have some more fun with her, what do you say boss, still got some in you?”
four hands all over you. blazing hot and freezing cold. they littered your skin with bruises and cuts, carving words and names into your flesh and showing off each second of it, recording your screams down in video.
the drugs wore off after a few hours, feeling every excruciating burn of every pain sensor in your body. your mind was gone, screams dying down to hollow, lifeless exertions that just so happened to come out of your mouth.
“oh look, UA put out an emergency broadcast!” shigaraki held a screen to your face. you could barely process the sounds-
“we are aware of the situation. we advise everyone to display common decency to not try to seek out the broadcast or anything regarding this, we are tracking down the villains as we speak and anyone who is watching. we will capture everyone involved, including any curious civilians, and bring back y/n to safety.”
“isn’t that nice!”
shigaraki sat you on his lap, brushing your hair out your face and making you pretty. he wiped your tears and the dirt and blood off your face, kissing the back of your bloodied head.
“after everything, my y/n,” shigaraki said softly, lifting up your chin. you stared at the ceiling. “i really do love you.”
your heart twinged. the last remaining spark in your brain ignited. a weak smile spread across your face, the blood from your nose leaking onto your tongue and the gap from dabi punching out your tooth showed. you were hideous.
a knife dug into your throat, face freezing in shock at the once-again betrayal. you felt shigaraki’s cock enter you once more, blood dripping down the front of your battered body. he grunted, slicing across your neck and ultimately, killing you.
shigaraki tomura had snuffed you, continuing to fuck into your growing cold body as dabi recorded for the population to watch. all of this- just to prove they could do anything they wanted.
and of course dabi had to have a last turn as well. maybe even calling up the rest of the league. you wouldn’t know. <3
