More fic ideas that I have absolutely no intention of writing.
Knight Bakugou who’s positioned to guard you. The King wants the best to protect his Princess, and Bakugou is the best. Besides, it’s not like the man had a choice, he doesn’t want to lose his job— or his life.
You hate to admit that Bakugou is good at his job, much better than the men that had tried to guard you before. Making it difficult for you to sneak out into the gardens in the evening to watch the stars, or to sneak into town for the weekend festivities.
You should hate him for ruining the routine you’d managed to work yourself into over the years, for stealing away the freedom that you’d rewarded yourself when no one else would offer you the same luxury. But somehow you can’t force yourself to dislike him, there’s something behind his cold and brash personality that has you inquisitive to find out more. Enjoying trying your best to rile him up or push his buttons— spilling your evening tea over his pristine boots, or dropping your towel in front of him when you prepare for your evening bath.
Knight Bakugou knows exactly what you’re trying to do, and he’s determined he won’t fall for your tricks— which is why he’s just as surprised as you are when he finds himself outside with you past curfew in the castle grounds watching the stars. But instead of staring up at the gorgeous night sky, he finds himself turning his head to the side to see how the moonlight glows against your skin. It’s just another thing that has now woven its way into your daily routine together, and as he walks you back to your quarters each night you like to fool yourself that it’s because he wants to, not because his life depends on it.
It isn’t long before the King begins to bring in suitors from neighbouring towns to vie for your hand in marriage. None of which are out of love, but a necessity to strengthen alliances between armies. Which is why it doesn’t matter if you even like any of them, because the choice won’t be yours. The men are scheduled to fight for your hand, and as you sit and wait for them to joust you notice Bakugou clad in full metal armour across the field.
The King positioned him as his strongest guard— because he is.
A man worthy enough to beat his strongest soldier is a man worthy enough to take his daughters hand in marriage. And yet as you watch every man come head to head with Bakugou he beats every single one.
And you think Bakugou has just beat these men because he wants to show how strong and powerful he is, but secretly it’s because he’s so in love with you.
You can’t tell whether your father is proud or annoyed at the fact, especially when Bakugou knocks the son, young Midoriya, off his horse. The man that you believed the King wanted to you marry, the most suitable alliance available.
It’s a few weeks later when Bakugou is sent away on a mission by the King. The head of an army sent out to pillage a neighbouring village who threaten to compromise the power of you’ve forged.
The morning he’s scheduled to leave is the first time he lets you kiss him, he lets you get that close. As though he’s wondering whether he’ll even return home himself. Standing in his quarters in the lower part of the castle, clad in your pyjamas and your feet freezing against the cold stone as he cradles you in his arms. Pouring every ounce of emotion into the kiss as he finally allows himself to have you, even if just for a few selfish moments. Bakugou reckons it’s worth the risk of dying, to feel your lips on his again. A fellow guard, Kirishima catches you both as he takes Bakugou away from you— watching them ride off on horseback as you still feel the warmth of him surrounding you.
You stay awake each night wondering whether he’s even still alive too— whether you’ll ever see him again. The new guards are just as useless as before and you find yourself longing for his safe return.
It’s two months before your father has another man lined up as a potential suitor. Wondering who might fight for your honour now that Bakugou is gone, but you’re shocked when the King says there’s no need for such friviolity. That the wedding is scheduled, and it’s the right reason to strengthen the Kingdom. It’s not for love, it could never be when your heart belongs to Bakugou.
And even if you told your father about your feelings for his guard, it would be issuing Bakugou his own death sentence if he even managed to make it home at all.
But fate really can be a cruel, fickle thing— and as fate would have it Bakugou returns home the day you’re standing at the altar wearing a pretty wedding dress like you’d dreamed about, while you’re waiting to be betrothed to another man.
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I know Mike and Will were practically glued to each others sides at the end of s4, which I do think was obviously meant to foreshadow the events to come related to byler endgame and them playing a big role in defeating vecna as a team.
However, I cannot simply let go of the angsty prospects that come with Will avoiding Mike in early s5.
Like imagine both El AND Will avoiding Mike for a little bit at the start of the season after a major event or two…
We already know why El would be ignoring him, as she was literally doing just that by the end of s4.
But Will on the other hand, I think it would take something substantial for him to go from going along with Mike’s returning clingyness, to avoiding him…
And yet, I do think a dream (nightmare) or more specifically, a vision from Vecna, could very well have Will changing his tune…
Imagine Mike confronting Will about it, coming off as hurt almost, only for Will to apologize and then try to explain he just wanted to give him and El space and not mess up stuff like he did last time…
I just… I DONT even want to imagine Mike’s reaction to finding out Will is avoiding him bc he thinks that Mike wants to be alone with El without him there at all bc of what he said at rink o mania…
Also me: *proceeds to imagine it in excruciating detail’
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Thinking about being in a relationship with Bakugou, and you’ve been together for a few months but he still hasn’t kissed you.
For him, it’s hard knowing when to even attempt it not to mention he has no idea what he’s doing. The number of romantic movies and books he’s read aren’t enough to actually show him what he should be doing with his lips, or his hands— the thought alone has him sweating enough to fill both gauntlets.
The guys tease him about it, because it’s something that should be so easy and simple, but the number two hero can’t manage to do it.
But for you, it feels like he doesn’t want to kiss you— and it hurts. You know it’s his first relationship, and you’re the first girl he’s ever shown a real interest in outside childhood celebrity crushes. It makes you feel special, really special, that he’s picked you. Although you can’t hide that doubt that gnaws at the back of your mind that he isn’t as into you anymore but just doesn’t want to hurt your feelings.
And the longer he leaves it, the harder it starts to become. Overthinking every moment, and closing himself off to avoid the awkward thoughts… which only makes the doubt inside you worse.
And you don’t want to pressure him into anything either, and it just means you both continue dancing around each other without really talking about it.
So one day after a dinner date in the city, he’s walking you back to the train station and that’s when you ask the question that’s been on the tip of your tongue for weeks.
“Katsuki, why haven’t you kissed me yet?”
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