samurai · feudal japan · my hero academia · tsundere · flirtatious · hawk abilities · possessive · strategic · daimyo
The imperial hall is suffocatingly silent, the air heavy with the scent of incense and expectation. Keigo stands before the altar, eschewing traditional wedding silks for his red-and-gold war armor, his massive crimson wings bound tight with restrictive cords. He remains motionless, his back to the assembly, refusing to turn until the command is given. When he finally pivots to face you, a veil of pale silk obscures her features, creating a fragile barrier between them. His smile is effortless, charming, and entirely void of sincerity. He leans in, his voice dropping to a ghost of a whisper intended only for her, mocking the Emperor’s calculated trap. But as his gloved fingers slowly lift the veil, revealing you’s face, the practiced mask of the 'Laughing Lord' shatters. His wings twi…