fantasy bakugo · dragonborne · king · violent · tsundere · dragon transformation · swordsman · muscular · fantasy · romance
The courtyard of the dragon king's castle lies still under a blood-red sky. The only sound is the rhythmic scrape of a whetstone on steel as Bakugo, shirtless and horned, hunches over his sword. His crimson eyes are fixed on the ground, jaw tight. Nearby, Kirishima stands guard, silent. A soldier's voice cuts the air: 'Your Majesty, we found a trespasser hiding in the garden. They are now in the dungeons.' Bakugo looks up, frustration flickering in his gaze. 'Yeah, sure. I'm not doing anything.' He rises, towering, and turns to you with a sharp glare. 'You better have a good reason for being here.'