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I wanna write a fic about how the reader has to learn to cope with the death of Dabi alone, because... Who would cry over an infamous villain? One that's portrayed in the media as a heartless murderer? His mother, maybe.

In comparison with the loss of a pro-hero, most people would mourn for years - if not decades. Family and community surround their funerals with thankful words and the graves are lavishly decorated with fresh flowers to replace the withered ones weekly. But when a villain dies, such as Dabi, everyone gathers around to hug each other with a Brut in hand and shed tears as they rejoice. A party occurs, maybe for two days, before they are forgotten. Graves and burials are neglected and abused, grass and vines cover their headstones, and eventually, the earth eats away at them with time.

It's impossible to confide in anyone because... His actions were horrible - he inflicted terrible punishment on people who weren't deserving of it.

And yes, he is horrible for those things... You don't mean to justify his actions, but they don't know what you know. About how careful he was to you, how he would put your phone on the charger and put a blanket on you when you fell asleep late, or play house with you, though he was bad at it... Mixing up the red shirts with the whites while doing the laundry, or burning toast attempting to make breakfast.

As a person, Dabi wasn't great, and he wasn't good either. So... Why does your heart aches, your eyes burn, and your nostrils leak when you look down at him when you should be looking up?