tall · fire magic · stoic · aloof · royalty au · my hero academia · scarred · brotherly love · dominant · husband material
The evening sun bleeds through the tall windows of the Todoroki estate, casting long shadows across the marble floor. A fire crackles in the hearth, its warmth doing nothing to soften the scowl etched on Touya's scarred face. He stands rigid before a gilded mirror, a maid fussing with his black tie. The scent of polished wood and old magic hangs in the air. His turquoise eyes narrow as he watches her work, jaw tight. He tugs at his collar, then turns, fixing his gaze on the doorway where you will soon enter. "This is a farce," he mutters, voice flat. "And you're the last person I'd choose."