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corruptedconfessions · 1 year

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I hope you're doing okay in these weird times. Know that I love your writing and I hope you're taking care of yourself! <3 Also I've been thinking, what kind of naga and/or dragon do you think yandere!Shigaraki would be? Have a lovely day!!!!<33

I know this is old but thank you anon! <3

Shockingly, I am not dead. Which cannot be said for most of my loved ones. This is over a year old but I'm doing it anyway <3

Dragon Shiggy:

-Angery boi

-I think he would be very confused as to why he is so attached and attracted to you. He's never cared for or even felt anything remotely akin to affection before, and he doesn't know how to cope.

-Plops you down in his hoard and will try to (successfully or unsuccessfully) scare you into staying put

-Fully plans on ignoring you, thinking that just having you in his hoard will get this itch under his skin to go away, to get that nagging constant obsession of you you you out of his fucking head

-It does not.

-He'll make a big show of telling you how you better not cry or get lonely or some shit because hes not going to be your friend or deal with your stupid "human emotions"

-Meanwhile you so much as shift in place and his head is snapping to you, already half crouched into a lunge in case you were hurt and needed saving

-He'll be a little rough at first. Growling at you when you cry out in pain and throwing you around when he wants to snuggle with you but can't figure that out so he thinks you're just in his horde wrong.

-You'll be covered in scratches and bruises from the rough handling, which works him up even more

-Eventually the two of you will figure it out, though. He'll be very very grumpy about his new apparent "weakness" but he can't bring himself to give up the feeling of you snuggled up against him, or pressing his face against you and feeling your warmth, your life

-Be prepared, he is high maintenance after that

-No amount of attention is ever enough; you have to spend every moment of every day with him and even then, sometimes he gets upset because it isn't /enough/

-Dragons are known to be possessive fickle things, they feel deeply and their love is all consuming and he's even worse than that

-He just wants so deeply. He wants you, your smile, your tears, your words, your everything. just you you you you you

-If you want a happy note and can live without having a single ounce of peace, I can see you finding a way to balance his temperamental mood swings and overwhelming need for you with survival. Hell, if you catch him on one of his good moods you could probably convince him travel and live however you want, as long as your always at his side.

-And, of course, you can look over the murder of anyone who gets too close or happens to be nearby when he inevitably snaps for no reason.

-On the bad side, I see him as one of those yanderes to become too consumed with his love. No matter what you do it is never enough, it will never be enough. It's not possible. He always wants more. Even when you're wrapped up in him pressed tight and giving him your undivided attention it's never enough.

-He'll kill you. It's only a matter of time. His mood swings are too drastic, his needs too great. His obsession already consuming and unhealthy just put on steroids by his nature and his unstable personality

-He'll either eat you and revel in knowing the two of you are one, intertwined forever, or he'll keep you. Let your corpse rot in his horde, waiting for the day where this annoying little fixation will fade

-It never will.

#yandere #reader insert #yandere shigaraki #yandere shigaraki x reader #dragon shigaraki

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palesweetscherryblossom · 5 months

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You know what? I need more Platonic Yandere themed fairy tales, so I present you with: “Yandere dragon! Shigaraki with Yandere Knight! Deku’s little sister”

#platonic yandere #yandere mha #yandere shigaraki #Dragon Shigaraki

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class1akids · 3 months

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Chinese New Year sketch by Jason Yao x

#bnha #bnha promo sketches #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #todoroki touya #dabi #shigaraki tomura #himiko toga #uraraka ochako #art by animation team #jason yao #omg this is gorgeous!!!!!#all might #all might dragon

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ce0cu · 11 months

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May or may not be obsessed with my own fantasy/mythos au

The winged guardsman and the "rejuvenating" necromancer

#bnha #fanart #mha #my art #art #dabi #shigaraki tomura #hawks bnha #keigo takami #shigaraki #touya todoroki #bnha au #you can see my old dragon age inspo #blue glowing sword from warden duncans card #take that as you will

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animestsstuff2 · 17 days

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A dragons beauty

Barbarian Katsuki x reader

Content warning: dysfunctional family, mental abuse, reader is slightly anxious/quick to upset over outbursts due to endeavour being her father

Also! Any dialogue like this “words words words” with a strike through it is Dragon-blood togue. I dont have any special font for it lol and i also feel like this makes it harder to read since technically you! The reader dont understand it and obviously bold words/sentences are your thoughts!

Part 3

Masterlist

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You sniffled as you packed your clothes into the leather trunk on your bed. The past three days had been the worst of your life, you spent day and night crying and when your tears finally dried up and you felt you could accept your new life thoughts of leaving your family made you crumble all over again. You closed the trunk up. You looked around your room wiping your dry eyes as you grabbed the trunk and sat it on the ground. It was early morning, birds singing. you weren't even dressed yet, wanting to delay your departure as much as possible. You slipped your dress, it was quite cold this morning so you made sure you were layered up with your white cloak.

Your maid Hana entered your room and came round, tying the lace backing of the dress as you stared blankly ahead ill never see Fuyumi again, or Natsuo or Shoto again. Hana finished and excused herself. you grabbed your smaller more delicate belongings, like your sketch book, hairbrush and other hygiene and accessories and packed them into your leather satchel.

A knock sounded at your door and you sighed, looking at the large clock opposite you. Your father was here, going over and opening the door you met his gaze, curtsying quickly and then looking away. You watched as two servants moved into your room and grabbed your packed belongings.

"lets go Kya and I don't want a scene, everyone is waiting at the gate" He informed and you nodded staying silent as yous headed to the outer gate. You seen as everyone was already there. The Dragon-blood clan ready on wagons and horses, some on foot. Your siblings stood off to the side and you looked up at your father who gave a small nod and you ran over, allowing yourself to be pulled in by their arms as they embraced you tightly. You pulled away feeling fresh tears prick the corners of your eyes as you looked at them all. "ill write every day Kya, don't worry and I talked to father about visiting and he said we could soon" Fuyumi reassured you. you nodded smiling at her, she was always so optimistic as if father would let her travel to see you in the mountains. Natsuo just kissed your forehead as he ruffled your hair. "Kya, I want you to have this" Shoto spoke, you looked over to him and seen he held an item wrapped in leather, bound by twine. You looked at him curious, taking it and going to untie it when he stopped you. "no, don't open it here. it'll keep you safe, only use it when you feel you need to" You stared at your brother, brows slightly furrowed. he was always so..so cryptic never fully explaining something. you only nodded and he gave you a small smile. "Come on Kya" Your father called and you gave your siblings a small smile. Fuyumi broke down, tears falling from her eyes as Natsuo wrapped his arm around her pulling her into him. His eyes pricked with tiny tears as well. You headed over to your father who stood by a wooden wagon covered by a tarp, hiding what was inside. he pulled back the opening and your eyes widened seeing Bakugou inside. Your father helped you as you climbed in on trembling legs, scared to be alone with him, especially after last night. You settled on the small wooden bench beside him, annoyed there weren't more seating areas, keeping your eyes trained ahead. you seen that same red-headed man jump up in the drivers seat. He flashed you a small grin which you returned.

He raised the leather straps bringing them down on the horses back in a quick movement as he shouted something in his language. The horses marched on and the sudden movement caused you to lose your balance. You fell back and bumped into him. His arms came to grab your waist as he helped you sit back up, whipping your head round you met his narrowed red eyes. your cheeks an obvious red. "Im ever so sorry!" you squeaked out as you tightened your grip on the leather clad item still in your hand. He only chuffed at you and rolled his eyes, your eyes widened as your nose subconsciously crinkled at his disgusting attitude. You turned back around, watching the scenery change. how rude, it was obviously an accident I bumped into him.

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You yawned as you leaned slightly against the tarp behind you. You had been travelling for hours now, well you assumed. Your satchel with your pocket watch was nowhere to be seen but it was now dusk and the sun had just rose when you left. The journey had been quiet the only speaking was done between Katsuki and his friend who drove the cart, of course you understood nothing they said. You yawned again, eyes hooded slightly as the rolling of the wagon lulled you. You turned, pulling your legs up to curl around you as you leaned further against the wooden brace the tarp wrapped around. I'm sure we'll be there soon. Your eyes slowly closed with each passing moment and soon your hands lay lax in your lap. The item Shoto gave you fell to the ground alerting both Katsuki and his friend.

Katsuki turned and seen you curled up, eyes closed as your chest rose and fell softly. He only rolled his eyes at you, turning back to face the path ahead.

"Shouldn’t you check on her chief?" His red headed friend asked, the blonde only rolled his eyes at his friends question.

“No, its not my responsibility” he scoffed, the horses plodded on. The path now becoming more bumpy as they entered the higher mountains, close now to their base. You groaned softly as the wagon rocked more roughly. Bakugou turned his head once more seeing your body shuffling closer to the edge of the small wooden seat.

“Bakugou! Shes going to fall” his friend scolded. Bakugou grumbled at his friends insistence and got up, moving back he arranged yous both so that your head lay in his lap as he held your body; his hand sitting on your waist.

He looked down at you, brows furrowed as he stared at your peaceful face. He was still furious with you for refusing to kiss him at your wedding. He didn’t understand you knew for months of the wedding like him and even so it was just a kiss. He supposed anyone would be nervous to kiss him, he is well known.

The wagon came to a halt and Bakugou looked up, recognising his home. Their small wooden gates opened allowing them to enter. The large campfire inside nothing but embers showing everyone had returned to their tents. He lifted your head up as he stood and reached under you, lifting you in his arms. You stirred lightly as he got off the wagon and walked towards his tent informing his friend to gather your belongings and bring them to the tent.

His house was far in the back of the settlement, away from everyone elses. A large round circle made of wood with a tarp roof made of animal skins and leather. He pushed the tarp door aside and entered, going over and laying you down on his bedding of animal fur and skins. His bed made of wooden logs making it slightly higher than the ground. He undressed himself, leaving himself in just his briefs looking at you and wondering if he should undress you.

He decided against it and instead got in beside you, pulling the fluffy pelt over you both as he turned and closed his eyes, hearing your stir and move he grumbled and grabbed your waist, pulling you into him. You settled pushing against the warmth of his chest and quietening down.

He heard his friend Kirishima enter and place your belongings somewhere before leaving. He tightened his hold on you as he let out a sigh and fell asleep

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Oh yeah, i wasn’t sure how to describe it but Bakugous house is a yurt. If yous want to search that up to have a better idea of it, some other characters also have these like his parents and higher ranked people in his tribe.

#bakugou katsuki #my hero academia #bakugou x reader #kirishima eijirou #mha #bnha deku #barbarian bakugou #barbarian au #princess #tribe #dragon blood #mina ashido #shigaraki tomura #touya todoroki #shoto todoroki

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flufflecat · 8 months

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moodboard for when you feel normal

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werewolfnightwalker · 4 months

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Dungeons, Dragons, and Dabihawks

"… and as you stand above the corpse of the demon werewolf vampire god-lord, watching the life leave his eyes, what do you do?" Iguchi asked breathlessly, his eyes on his party's rogue.

"I roll to seduce!" Their barbarian cried out.

"Rumi, it's not your turn!" Keigo, ever the rule-lawyer, immediately scolded.

"Yeah, don't ruin the moment." Tenko added, fidgeting with his dice.

Rumi just stuck out her tongue, while Touya shook his head and turned back to their DM. "Dabi leans down until he's nose to nose with the lord and says, "This is the end of our dance. Burn in hell, father," before he drives his flaming daggers even deeper into his chest."

There was a moment's pause, letting the gravity of the situation hang, as Iguchi nodded proudly. "You stand up-" He began.

"I then turn around and stomp over to our cleric," Touya started at the same time. They both paused for a second, but Iguchi nodded for him to continue, "and I go, "Hey.""

Iguchi raised an eyebrow, but glanced at Keigo. "Okay? Hawk, you are currently bleeding from several wounds and covered in the ash of felled demons, trying to heal your party warlock, when Dabi walks up to you." He directs.

"Well, first I heal Tomura with my first level healing spell. Sorry," He added to Tenko, "it's all I've got left. I'm almost out of spells."

"It's okay. Tomura is grateful for the help." Tenko shrugged, as Keigo picked up his dice and rolled.

"You heal eight health. After that, I look up at Dabi and go, "Yeah?" as I get to my feet." Keigo added.

All eyes turned to Touya again as he cleared his throat. "Dabi looks him up and down for a moment, the elation of having murdered his father still pumping in his tiefling veins, before he says, "My oath to the Flaming Revenge God is fulfilled, now. Thank you for helping me get here.""

"Hawk smiles and nods. "Of course, Dabi. You're welcome."" Keigo grinned, a faint blush creeping across his cheeks.

""We helped, too, you know!" Mirko yells from across the room, where she's currently looting bodies." Rumi piped up.

""Of course. Thank you, too, Tomura and Mirko. But, Hawk," He turns back to the cleric, "Do you remember the night we spent in the dragon giant's castle, after we slayed them, and we stargazed?"" Touya was blushing, too, now, the click of his dice filling the quiet as he fidgeted with them.

Keigo nodded. ""Of course I do. Why do you ask?""

Touya took a deep breath. "Dabi takes a second to gather himself and says, "I had something I wanted to say to you, then, but I... I was too afraid, then. I couldn't let anything distract me from my oath. But now... Hawk, I love you. I have for a long time, ever since you saved my life in the Fairy War.""

Rumi and Tenko, as one, dropped their jaws, as Iguchi's eyebrows rose into his unkempt mohawk. There was a stunned silence as Touya and Keigo stared at each other, their faces beet red as they role-played this confession. After a few seconds, Iguchi prompted, "Hawk? Anything to say?"

Keigo jumped. "Oh- uh, yes! Hawk, he… he looks down at his holy pendant for a moment, before he mutters, "Goddess give me strength." Then- then he steps closer to Dabi and," Keigo choked for a second, "um, he- he leans up and kisses him." Keigo and Touya, who had previously been staring at each other, quickly looked away with nervous, albeit excited giggles. ""I… I love you, too, Dabi."" Keigo squeaked, his voice cracking in and out of his character voice.

"Oh, for god's sake, you two!" Rumi exclaimed, out of character, "You've been dating since middle school! Why are you blushing?! It's a pretend confession!"

She, Tenko, and Iguchi laughed, as Touya and Keigo stammered and fumbled, flustered as they were.

"Well, we-" Keigo tried.

"It's not like we've declared ourselves like this before!" Touya exclaimed.

"That's true, you just wrote him a note in seventh grade, didn't you?" Tenko mused.

"And gave it to me after soccer practice." Keigo nodded, sighing fondly. "It had a poem."

"Awwww." Rumi drawled, teasing, only to have to duck as Touya threw a pencil at her. "Hey!"

"Watch it, or Mirko will find a dagger in her tit." He growled, his blush somehow getting darker.

"You can fucking try! She's a half-orc, she's got tits of steel!" Rumi boasted, to which the whole party fell apart into laughter again.

"Okay, okay!" Iguchi called, trying to reestablish order, "Back to the game, guys. What's everyone doing?"

"Well, while our cleric and rogue are making out, Tomura gets up and limps towards Mirko." Tenko began to grin, "He walks up to her and goes, "Hey. You remember the night we killed a bunch of farmers in a bar?""

Rumi snickered. "Mirko stops her looting and turns to the tiny drow talking to her. "Yes?""

The two of them were both grinning now, both on the same page and fighting laughter. ""Well, I just wanted to tell you that ever since that night, I've been in love-""

"NO, NO, NO!" Touya shouted, as Rumi and Tenko cracked up.

They devolved into squabbles and laughter again, and Iguchi rolled his eyes to the ceiling. He let them go for a minute, before he piped up, "And suddenly, the wall behind the Flame Skull Throne blasted open, and an ancient red demon dragon, the pet of the god-lord, steps in."

Rumi, Touya, Keigo, and Tenko all froze, whipping around to stare at their DM.

"R- really?" Keigo asked hesitantly.

Iguchi tapped his phone to check the time; it was nearly three in the morning. "We'll find out next week, I guess." He shrugged.

"What?! No! No, you can't leave it there!" Tenko protested.

"Yeah! What! We can't fight a dragon, we're all nearly dead!" Rumi protested.

"You're alive enough to stand around making love confessions." He pointed out, before he sighed, "Don't worry, I'm not going for a TPK. Not this late in the game."

The other four looked at each other, before they reluctantly nodded. "Okay. That was a fun session, though!" Keigo said brightly.

"Yeah, it was! We killed my dad!" Touya cheered. The group laughed, before they began to clean up the game.

…

"So how long have you been planning on having Dabi confess?" Keigo asked as he and Touya laid on the pull-out couch in Iguchi's living room; the whole party was sleeping over since it was so late, with Tenko in Iguchi's room and Rumi in the guest room.

"How long have we been playing?" Touya shrugged, rolling onto his side to face him.

"Two years?!" Keig gasped.

"Look- it took me since we were four for me to tell you in real life. Two years is a record, for me." Touya defended himself, and the two of them giggled.

"Well, I'm glad he did. Hawk likes him very much. I hope Iguchi doesn't think we're meta-gaming."

"I think he thinks we're dorks." Touya snorted.

"We are." Keigo agreed, smiling. He leaned over and kissed Touya's cheek. ""I love you, Dabi."" He said in his character voice.

Touya snickered. ""I love you, too, Hawk.""

End.

A/N: Ty for reading! 💙 This was soo self indulgent, mashing my two hyperfixations together, but tomorrow is my bday so… ;3 If you enjoyed, consider leaving me a tip! ☕️

#dabihawks #dabi #mha hawks #hawks #keigo takami #touya todoroki #mha dabi #toukei #long post #dungeons and dragons #dnd #bnha hawks #bnha dabi #shigaraki tomura #mha mirko #tenko shimura #rumi usagiyama

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heimai · 9 months

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im throwing aus at the wall to see if they stick. anyway dragon shapeshifter dabi

#is that even the right term? i just mean hes a dragon sometimes and also a human sometimes. anywayyy #shigadabi #bnha #mha #dabi #tomura shigaraki #my art

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escape-the-real · 4 months

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The Lost Crown: A Tale of Rebellious Royalty. (Fantasy Au x reader)

Drabble, Characters are 18+

Synopsis: Y/n has been held prisoner by their ruthless uncle. Will they be able to escape tonight?

Word count: 2,128

Includes/mentioned: Toga, Shigaraki, Dabi, Magne, Spinner, Hana, Bakugo.

Key: (T:) - Translation, (e/c) - eye colour, (s/c) - skin colour, (h/c) - have colour.

Warning: Angst and mentions of death.

⚔︎- Chapter One: The Prisoner's Escape-⚔︎

Y/n stood at the tower window, typical, I know. Far down below, the courtyard bustled with busy working people. Unlit lanterns clang gently against the thick stone wall in the swaying motion from the gentle breeze. That same breeze wafted the smell of a whole hog turning slowly on a spit above the fire. An ensemble of performers from the town spun brightly coloured ribbons over their heads. And Y/n knew that inside the castle, players, jugglers, singers, acrobats, and whores waited to do their duties.

The Yami no dōmei (T: Dark Alliance) Stewardess, Himiko Toga, bounced across the courtyard. She threatened a couple of worker boys who were doing more looking than working.

"Hurry up, you useless bloodbags. His Royal Highness will arrive shortly and see you doing absolutely nothing! What do you think he'll do then, huh?" she let out an insane laugh, watching them scramble at the mention of his mere title.

Y/n didn't so much as laugh. Too often they have seen Prince Shigaraki punish those who had mistakenly displeased him. They shake their head at the remembrance of the screams of the punished. Quickly, Y/n thought of safer memories of their mother telling them tales of the great dragons who protect the innocent. Fascinating creatures they were to Y/n, ever since they were a child.

"Today is the day and this time," Y/n thought fiercely, "this time Shigaraki will let me come down from this tower. He must!"

The Maya blue-coloured sky dimmed into a lavender. A shade of pink outlined the black, twisted trees of the forest. Y/n watched the colors of the sky dance together. Looking below once more, the lanterns were now lit. Almost as if they were scaring away the darkness from the courtyard. All was ready. A distant trumpet sounded. A line of ghost-like lights could be seen floating along the forest road.

"He's here! He's here!" shouted Toga.

At the sound of her voice, the drawbridge went down with a low creaking and moaning. The line of lights came closer and revealed torch-lit horseback riders. Some carried torches, while others carried flowing banners. There was a great clatter of hooves and blaring of trumpets as the riders crossed the drawbridge.

Only one man drew his head up slowly towards the tower as the riders thundered into the courtyard. Y/n stepped back so fast that they almost tripped over the rug. As the curtain fell back into place, a shiver racked down their spine before saying to themselves, "I see he has not forgotten me."

The prince came to visit Y/n only once in a blue moon, so every one to two years. And even that was too many times for their liking. During Prince Shigaraki's last visit, Y/n had been denied permission to walk in the corridor outside their room. Remembering this made Y/n hold their chin up high and stubbornly. This visit, Y/n meant to challenge him. They prayed that their courage wouldn't leave them.

Y/n knew The Prince usually stayed for several weeks, entertaining his many guests with brawls, drinking, many acts, and feasting. Then he would return to his court of villains, and what little peace was back to the small palace. Y/n gritted their teeth as they knew that during those several weeks, maybe even tonight, he would seek them out.

Waiting, Y/n paced the floor of their bedroom tower. The fine fabric of silk wisped around their body at each turn. Nervously, they played with the lace that trimmed the silk garment. The hours passed. Laughter and music floated up from the courtyard, but Y/n would not go back to the window. They made themselves sit on an uncomfortable padded stool.

They were still there when the door opened. Magne, who was Y/n warden and maid, ducked inside the room. The man behind her was not as tall but lean with narrow shoulders. But it was his face that drew the focus. It was pale, scratch-littered, with sunken eyes that looked like two blood droplets, and a dark expression.

"Well? Stand up and greet your Prince!" Shigaraki snapped.

Y/n stood up and forced themself to hold their head high in defiance. They met his icy look without flinching, which most cannot do. But Y/n could tell that he was not pleased with what he saw.

"They grow more like their mother every day… How could Hana marry an American is beyond my understanding. Look at their h/c and s/c!"

He made a sound of disgust and moved away from them.

"If they didn't bear the birthmark that Hana did, no one would recognize them as one of us!" he said.

Magne let out a laugh, but she stopped when The Prince spun to glare at her. Y/n remained where they were, they didn't dare speak. They couldn't.

"Still, they have the upbringing and bearing befitting one of royal blood. If they went down amongst the commoners, they just might…" His voice trailed off while he scratched at his neck. "But we'll see that doesn't happen, won't we Magne?"

Yes, My Lord," Magne said.

Y/n looked at her maid with eyes that seemed to blaze e/c. Prince Shigaraki inhaled deeply. He turned away.

"Does they not speak? Toga cut out their tongue?" He asked Magne.

"Yes, they speak," she said sourly. "And it's sharp like a dagger too."

"ah, I see. So, they are stubborn then? Willful?"

"Yes again My Lord. For all the time we've had her, you'd think they were the royal highness." Magne said with a sneer.

Prince Shigaraki frowned. He looked back at Y/n. "They grow like a weed. Soon they will propose a threat to my throne. Something will need to be done… It will be decided before my visit here is done."

Magne threw a barbed glance at Y/n. They felt their dislike for their maid once more and knew that she wouldn't miss the long climb up the tower steps if they were gone.

After one last pensive look at Y/n, Prince Shigaraki stalked out as Magne followed suit by shutting the door. Y/n rushed across their room to the closed door and pressed their cheek against the wood. Their heart sank as they heard the loud click as the door was locked from the outside.

"Someday… sometimes," Y/n promised themselves fiercely, "they'll forget."

Then the hot anger Y/n felt left them, and they slid to the floor. What had Shigaraki meant? Y/n wondered. What would he do to them before he left? Y/n shuddered. All their efforts to escape had ended in embarrassingly quick captures by Shigarki's goons. Now, despite the risks, Y/n knew that they must try again.

Deep in thought, Y/n didn't hear the lock click again. The moving door caught them by surprise. Y/n rolled over quickly to keep from getting hit as it swung open. Magne came back in, muttering to herself. Y/n remained where they were, hidden by the opened door. Sudden hope made their heart skip a beat, and they held their breath.

"Oh dear heart, probably on the bed pouting again," Magne complained.

She saw the food tray across the room and went to go grab it.

"No more climbing those stairs, I'm done my leg day for the night. I will be downstairs enjoying my evening of ale!" She called into the bedroom.

When she didn't get an answer, she grunted. A few more steps lead Magne to the arch that led to Y/n's sleeping quarters. Muttering to herself once more, she peered inside.

For a quick moment, Y/n's body felt glued to the floor. Then suddenly they were up and out the wooden door. One good pull swung that heavy door shut. Y/n used both hands to turn the enchanted quirk-cancelling key. They stopped to listen. They could tell that Magne was pounding on the door. They also knew that no one could hear her. Even in the downtime of the palace, it was hard to hear beyond the thick wood. Tonight would be extremely impossible.

Y/n descended the winding staircase cautiously, even though they felt like rushing down with joy. From previous efforts to escape, they knew that the stairs branched out like roots of a tree in many directions. Y/n took one of the left corridors that led to the art gallery that overlooked the great hall. The noise below was deafening to their ears due to hearing little each day.

Y/n hid behind the folds of the monstrous tapestry. The guests and singer were downstairs but Y/n knew that the singers would soon return to the art gallery for their moments break. Quickly, their e/c eyes scanned the crowd.

Y/n saw no one they could trust. Their father was assassinated by Shigaraki's right-hand man and bounty hunter, Dabi before they were born. And their mother died soon after Y/n's birth. "Uncle" or Prince Shigaraki had kept them locked away and hidden in the palace as they grew older. The servants had been chosen for their loyalty to him. Any guest who happened to catch a quick glimpse of Y/n's face at the window thought that it was a gosht haunting the tower.

Toga had taken great delight in passing along that story. Y/n's mouth curled into a smirk of satisfaction as they thought of the punishment that his servants would get in the morning due to their escape. Their gaze left the guests and went to the servants.

"…Servants…" Y/n muttered to themselves. They watched the servants buzz around, tending to guests. Y/n brows creased in thought.

"They are wearing clothes used only for their work in the palace. Nothing can be taken home… They have to change somewhere, downstairs?" Y/n thought.

Ripping down a tapestry and flipping it around, Y/n made a makeshift cloak. It covered their face and only trailed slightly on the floor. They hurried down the steps and into the throng of people in the great hall, hoping that they would be mistaken for a commoner who provided the acrobatic acts. No one stopped them. Y/n walked quickly out of the great hall and down a lower corridor with the same success. Everyone was too busy working, drinking, and or playing to pay attention to them wandering around. Near the courtyard, they found what they were looking for. On one wall were multiple clothes of different sizes on pegs. Y/n searched around until they found a worn frock and rough shoes, they appeared to belong to someone on the kitchen staff.

Quickly stripping off the cloth they had on now, they pulled on the escape disguise. Y/n crept back down the hallway and stopped long enough to put their silk garments in a deep vase where they would not be found. Then, pulling the cloak back around their face, they slid out the door into the courtyard.

Y/n moved around the fringes of the bustling crowd, keeping to the shadows. Only once did they turn aside to avoid running into Toga and found themself looking directly into the eyes fire breather hired as an act. His ruby-red eyes stood out from the painted mask, they seemed to stare right into Y/n's heart. Y/n stared back, unable to move. Then the crowd shifted, pushing them along. Y/n wriggled and thrust their way back into the shadows. When they looked back, the fire-breather was gone as if he disappeared into thin air.

"Hurry," Y/n told themself over their pounding heart. Desperately they searched for a way out without being detected. That's when they saw a wagon off by itself, being loaded with empty ale barrels. Y/n waited until the men finished loading the wagon and prayed that it would pass the drawbridge unchallenged. The men waved the driver a merry farewell, that's when Y/n scrambled into the back and squeezed themself between the barrels.

Y/n pulled the tapestry completely over their face and became a shadow themself. Y/n lay perfectly still, hardly breathing for fear of getting caught. The wagon rattled and jostled across the courtyard slowly. When the challenge came, Y/n clamped their teeth together to keep them from chattering out loud. Then the granting voice of the gatekeeper, Spinner, came ringing out. Along with a few cheerful insults to the driver. The driver yelled back, roaring with laughter, and the wagon creaked onward through the gate.

The wheels rumbled over the boards and onto the dirt road, leading to the dark forest. As the twisted trees appeared, Y/n jumped into action and slipped out the back of the wagon, dropping to the ground. Triumph tingled through Y/n, pushing away all fear that once resided. Y/n started walking through the tree line and that walking turned into a run.

"I'm free. I-I'm finally free!" Y/n called to the night.

Thanks for reading, hope it was enjoyable!! Make sure to stick around for ⚔︎- Chapter Two: The Dark Forest-⚔︎

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