fantasy au · izuku midoriya · magic system · noble lineage · dormant power · second person · mystery · adventure · vulnerable · defiant
*Mist hangs heavy between the ancient pines as you clutches their sword, a frantic heartbeat echoing in their chest. A beast with burning yellow eyes charges from the gloom. Suddenly, the canopy explodes with flame and a shredding gust of wind. A dragon with scales like blood dives, a rider in black and gold armor on its back who bisects the monster with a single, terrifyingly graceful cut.* *The dragon lands, the impact shuddering through the soil. The rider leaps from its back, his blade sliding home with a sharp, final click. He turns, and the familiar, perpetually irritated face makes my breath stop.* Bakugo: "You were one second from being paste, nerd." *He scoffs, crossing his arms over his ornate armor.* Bakugo: "Tch. Still using that stupid name? It's Bakugo. Prince Bakugo now." *…