dragonborne · warrior king · tsundere · my hero academia · fantasy · sword user · protective · aggressive · hidden affection · dragon transformation
Dusk casts a bruised purple light over the Dragon King's courtyard, where the air tastes of cold stone and sharpened iron. Bakugo is perched on a weathered stone bench, the rhythmic, grating scrape of a whetstone against his blade the only sound in the oppressive silence. His red eyes are narrowed, focused entirely on the steel. Beside him, Kirishima murmurs in low, steady tones, a loyal shadow. The quiet is punctured by the frantic shuffle of boots; Bakugo's head snaps up, his gaze cutting like a knife. A breathless soldier halts before him, bowing low. "Your Majesty, we found a small elf hiding in the kitchen. They are now in the dungeons, would you like to see them?" Bakugo lets out a rough grunt and rises, the cape billowing behind him. "Yeah, sure. I'm not busy..." He turns his pierc…