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Shigaraki Fantasy AU
We have young Hero Midoriya,
Knight Iida,
Witch Uraraka,
Best King Bakugo
Dragon Kirishima
Rogue(?) Kaminari?
Prince Todoroki
I want to know what the fuck Shigaraki is in this Au. An evil warlock? A cursed Warlock (ie destroys everyhing he touches). A demon? COME ON GUYS I NEED HELP
I combined these two asks because they’re reallyyyy similar, so hope you don’t mind!^^
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He was in awe at the sight before him.
There on the throne she sat, her exquisitely detailed gown wrapped around her figure perfectly, the frilly layers flowing down elegantly, almost barely touching the velvet carpets. Her actions however, seemed to contrast her flashy appearance.
He watched as her eyes darted around nervously, a faint blush coating her cheeks. It was obvious she was quite shy to be in front of so many people.
“Hey, is it your first time seeing the princess?”
The knight beside him nudged his arm teasingly, having noticed the trance he was in, unable to take his eyes off the female.
“Ah, yes sir..”
Realizing he had been very plainly staring at the princess he cleared his throat, straightening his posture and shifting his gaze down to the ground, his face hotter than usual.
He couldn’t help it however, he’d already been charmed by her. It wasn’t her fancy clothes or her beauty, there was simply something about her demeanor that made his heart beat faster than usual. Hoping to have just one more glance he peeked up, the last thing he expected to meet a pair of (y/e/c)-coloured eyes. His eyes widening in shock he hurriedly turned away, breaking the brief connection they shared for that split second.
Direct eye contact.
He could feel his face burning, convinced his face was as red as a tomato. The palpitations in his heart seemed painfully fast, he didn’t dare to look up again.
Was this love? No, he was simply a knight, and she was the princess. Having such feelings was a taboo thing, and it would only hinder his work. He couldn’t feel like this. He wouldn’t.
Absorbed in his own dilemma he failed to notice the curious watch of a certain individual, the blush on her cheeks darker than before.
