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๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

On a diplomatic trip far from home, Prince Bakugou must contend with his hatred for you. A woman who lives to take orders. The last thing the warrior prince needs is a babysitter but itโ€™s a feat, not a coincidence, that you are the only apprentice to the captain of his royal guard. Feasts, balls, and festivities await you and your new friends at Takoba, and in the seaside kingdom you must reconcile with the idea that your prince is not so noble as the queen who raised him. All while something half dead and long forgotten festers on high tide.

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’†๐’๐’•ย [๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’”] prince!bakugouย x royalย guard!(fem) reader, slowย burn to eventual smut. y/n has a personality and it is business formal, she grows. individual chapters willย have specificย tags-warnings-ratingsโ€” in general please expect violence/descriptionsย of injuries, strong language, two aloof fools, the classicย motleyย bnha crew, seaside shenanigans.ย bakugou is an absoluteย piece of work, y/n is professional to a fault and it drivesย him insane. travelย companions ใƒผ civil teammates ใƒผย genuine enemiesย ใƒผ confused friendsย ใƒผ lovers. plentyย of ridiculous tension accompanied byย angstย and ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’„

โ‚ ใƒผ ๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’“'๐’” ๐’๐’๐’•๐’† this story has been my baby over the past few months (was this a direct response to mha ch 362? yes) โ€” so I hope you cherish it as much as I do. I am not immune to roy/riza (fmab) and many of the dynamics in this au are heavily inspired by their relationship! just gotta build up that trust first (เน‘หƒแด—ห‚)๏ปญ be prepared to absolutely hurtle this man out of harm's way TAGLIST | AO3

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ˆ

๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’–๐’†. โœฆ

You terrify him and it breaks his heart.

๐’๐’๐’†. ๐š ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐š ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ

In the warm forests of Aldera Castle you and the prince grew up in periphery. A soldier without magic and the boy who never spoke to her. Suddenly, he is your only responsibility.

๐’•๐’˜๐’. ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž, ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐ 

With the first day of travel under your belt and introductions well collected, your Alderan company finds time to unwind together. Thankfully, nothing bad ever happens around a campfire.

๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’†๐’†. ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐

Are all carriages of the east made for prisoners of war? Prince Bakugou despises the close quarters and their snagging silver fixtures, but it is a special kind of fate that would deliver you to the safety of the sea and to the feet of the fire that bars your entrance. And deliver you together at that.

๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’“. ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ง๐ž

Hats off to dying!

๐’‡๐’Š๐’—๐’†. ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ

What a vivid dream youโ€™ve made, of the prince and his heavy hands wrapped around your body.

๐’”๐’Š๐’™. ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐ง๐š๐ค๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐“๐š๐ค๐จ๐›๐š

It is at exactly the wrong moment that you realize where all the guards have gone, and just how desperate you must appear for the prince to take such pleasure in destruction.

๐’”๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’. ๐ก๐ž๐๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

Would he treat you this way in the presence of others? Is it only when you're alone that hell raises?

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ˆ๐ˆ

๐’†๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•. ๐ฉ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐š (๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž & ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ.)

In the immortal words of your prince, this was a dogshit idea for a dinner party. You are haunted by blue flames and scarred ghosts no matter how hard you focus on work, and a punishment for your distraction is in order.

๐’๐’Š๐’๐’†.

(april 22.)


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๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

โ€Žโ€Žโ€ŽOn a diplomatic trip far from home, Prince Bakugou must contend with his hatred for you. A woman who lives to take orders. The last thing the warrior prince needs is a babysitter but itโ€™s a feat, not a coincidence, that you are the only apprentice to the captain of his royal guard.

Feasts, balls, and festivities await you and your new friends at Takoba, and in the seaside kingdom you must reconcile with the idea that your prince is not so noble as the queen who raised him. All while something half dead and long forgotten festers on high tide.

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’†๐’๐’•ย [๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’”] prince!bakugouย x royalย guard!(fem) reader, slowย burn to eventual smut. y/n has a personality and it is business formal, she grows. individual chapters willย have specificย tags-warnings-ratingsโ€” in general please expect violence/descriptionsย of injuries, strong language, two aloof fools, the classicย motleyย bnha crew, seaside shenanigans.ย bakugou is an absoluteย piece of work, y/n is professional to a fault and it drivesย him insane. travelย companions ใƒผย genuine enemies ใƒผ civil teammatesย ใƒผ confused friendsย ใƒผ lovers. plentyย of ridiculous tension accompanied byย angstย and ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’„

โ‚ ๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’“'๐’” ๐’๐’๐’•๐’† ใƒผ this story has been my baby over the past few months (was this a direct response to mha ch 362? yes) โ€” so I hope you cherish it as much as I do. I am not immune to roy/riza (fmab) and many of the dynamics in this au are heavily inspired by their relationship! just gotta build up that trust first (เน‘หƒแด—ห‚)๏ปญ be prepared to absolutely hurtle this man out of harm's way TAGLIST | AO3

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’–๐’†. โœฆ

You terrify him and it breaks his heart.

๐’๐’๐’†. ๐š ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐š ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ

In the warm forests of Aldera Castle you and the Prince grew up in periphery. A soldier without magic and the boy who never spoke to her. Suddenly, he is your only responsibility.

๐’•๐’˜๐’. ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž, ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐ 

With the first day of travel under your belt and introductions well collected, your Alderan company finds time to unwind together. Thankfully, nothing bad ever happens around a campfire.

๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’†๐’†. ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐

Are all carriages of the east made for prisoners of war? Prince Bakugou despises the close quarters and their snagging silver fixtures, but it is a special kind of fate that would deliver you to the safety of the sea and to the feet of the fire that bars your entrance. And deliver you together at that.

๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’“. ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ง๐ž

Hats off to dying.

๐’‡๐’Š๐’—๐’†. ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ

What a vivid dream youโ€™ve made, of the prince and his heavy hands wrapped around your body.

๐’”๐’Š๐’™. ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐ง๐š๐ค๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐“๐š๐ค๐จ๐›๐š

It is at exactly the wrong moment that you realize where all the guards have gone.

๐’”๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’. ๐ก๐ž๐๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

(april 2.)

๐€ ๐‡๐˜๐Œ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ || ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ

๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ˆ๐ˆ - ๐Ÿ”’

(in production as we speak; my favorite parts are down here!)


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