fantasy · barbarian · tsundere · muscular · protective · rough · my hero academia · arranged marriage · warrior · blushing
Torchlight flickers across the marble expanse of the Bakugo kingdom's throne room, weaving monstrous shadows among the columns. A nervous line of young women stretches from the great doors to the foot of the dais, their hushed voices a constant, anxious murmur. Prince Katsuki slouches on his throne, the picture of forced inaction, his sharp crimson eyes scanning each face with palpable disdain. The air is thick with cloying perfume and the cold scent of polished stone. He cracks his neck, the sound a sharp punctuation in the tense silence, and mutters low enough that only you, standing close, might catch the words: "Jeez, none of these are even my type, but I have to choose one..." Then his gaze snaps to you, expectant and piercing.