I thought I posted this last night but guess not. Let's try again. Bakugou x reader princess au. here have it.
"Father you cannot do this to me." You seethe but he is the king, he can do as he wishes.
"This is what must be done to keep our family in charge. A prince of the lower kingdoms will be chosen to marry you, once they present themselves at the end of this month. I have one already in mind." He speaks as if you are dull, summoning his notebook from a nearby servant.
"Oh is that the only price we pay? One measly daughter?" Mother's eyes pierce into your skin, begging you not to anger your father.
"Your mother has blessed me with many sons, for that I am grateful that my lineage will remain here but to keep the peace I must share my genes with the lower kingdoms. Our genes produce strong quirks. Our family has ruled for several generations, this is what's best for the kingdom."
"No it's what's best for the King and his fragile ego." You spit, your father's eyes snap to you. He goes to stand but your mother places a hand on his forearm.
"Now Toben, you know she is spirited. She's never had the chance to learn to be a proper lady what with all her brothers." Mother tries for you, "I'm to blame for that."
"Far from." You feel your power call to you, growing thickly around you but you push it down as you think on your feet, "But since you are so blinded by my gender that you cannot even see that I am more powerful than your sons, more powerful than you. Then by all means give me to another kingdom, maybe they will be helpful in my revolt."
"Toben she knows not what she speaks!" Mother shouts but it's too late. Your Father has risen from his throne, heading straight for you.
Your father is no small man by any means, in fact he is far from it. He is true to his given war name, Toben the great bear as his stature suggests.
His bear paw clamps onto your chin raising you higher as he speaks. All the while you smirk a nasty smirk.
"You ungrateful brat. I was the one who allowed you to battle when you should have been studying how to he a proper woman. Instead you've sharpened both your blade and your tongue. Your only saving grace now is your face. You will study day and night on how to court a man and you will not speak at the ceremony until after it is over!" He yells in your face, his voice shakes the room and the guards in their boots. Your chin creaks under the pressure of his grip. You especially feel your power now, hear your new technique calling to you with every heart beat you feel in your Father's fingers.
But if you let your temper get the best of you now, if you do what you've always dreamed of he will kill you the second he can.
One must wait to reveal all of their cards.
"Careful Father." You say gripping his thick forearm, "You might break the merchandise."
You watch his eyes light aflame and it's all he has in him to control his own quirk. He could crush a man's skull with his bare hands, you should know you've witnessed it, up close and personal.
Personal enough for bone shrapnel to stick to your hair and face.
He huffs trying his damnedest to collect himself, being shown up and by his own daughter no less. Mother makes her way to your father.
"Toben..." She coos, her hands glowing golden, "She is still our little star light."
He fights his ragged breath until he feels calmer, dropping you to your knees.
You will make him mirror your dishonor soon enough.
"I meant what I said Y/N." He speaks over his shoulder, clinging to your mother, "You will become a proper princess."
The days bleed into weeks as you study. But not what your father has told you too. Instead you do everything to practice your power and slicing with your small blade with ivory handle. The very same blade your Father first gave you.
Practicing even up to the last minute. Today is the fateful day, today you will become someone future bride.
A bunny hops across your path and like a cat you smile at your luck. You lift your eye brows and it stops, staring at you full on. Your fingers twitch by your side as its nose twitches.
"Y/N!" A shout from your mother, "We've been looking for you! Please I need you to cooperate!"
The bunny blinks before scurrying into its burrow, you slip your blade in the sleeves of your overly done dress.
Any woman who hasn't learned to fight would struggle with the weight of this dress. You fuss over your hair that is down freely instead of in its tightly bound braid.
"After twenty two years I would think you would have learned to listen by now!" Mother chides as you enter through the severants tent, "The princes will be arriving any moment. Please please be on your best behavior!"
You do not reply but curtsey to your mother, she smiles in response.
You know soon your mother will not be smiling so proudly at you soon enough.
You thank the Gods above that at the very least this court will be held outside, instead of the close knit throne room. The words you have with the princes, if any, will not be echoed along the intimate hall. You exit the tent, seeing your family lined up properly, mingling while Father waits to make his last minute appearance.
Your throne has been moved to a make shift dias to the side of Father so you can be displayed like the piece of meat you are.
Your brother's give you pitying looks as you pass.
"An honor." One mouths and you glare harshly.
"Do not announce me." You snarl at the Herald who bows at your wish. You watch what's supposed to be your people support this vile act. They would trade your happiness for theirs anyday. Some catch your movement and gasp at your beauty. It is true you are not in the public's eye often but that is mostly because of what you choose for attire.
Tight leather pants, a loose black tunic and hair tightly braided.
Never this gaudy golden dress that complements your skin or the kohl that emphasizes your smoldering eyes.
You want them to gasp at your power instead. Oh they will soon enough.
"Announcing Prince Todaroki of the Fire and Ice Isles." A young man with shining white hair with a patch of blood red enters. He has a scarlet scar over one if his heterochromatic eyes. He stands tall in his flowing white uniform as he approaches your dias, stepping only on the first step.
"Princess." He says with the bow of his head. You blink slowly at him, reading his stick straight body language. He seems cold, his every step calculated as he bows only his head again barely making eye contact before he stands before father.
"Announcing Prince Midoriya of the
Another young man approaches, his eyes shine like any emerald as his hair is a deep oil spill black, sheened with hints of green. His uniform is far from flashy, just a black suit with golden buttons up the middle. His insignia embroidered in gold on his chest. He stays off of the dias, his lip quivers before he finally speaks.
"P..princess." He stutters bowing at the waist. Your eyes stare at him coldly as he speaks, "You...you look lovely."
After another moment his breathing hitches before he joins the hybrid.
"Announcing Prince Kirishima of Iwa mountain."
Ruby hair with matching gem eyes step bravely onto the second step of your perch. He is dressed in simple black leathers that look like scales, it takes you a moment to realize the black steal that is embedded into the leather. He gets to one knee grabbing onto your strong hand, giving a flirty sharp toothed smile.
"Princess it is an honor to be in the presence of your beauty." He presses his lips to your skin and it takes all your power not to knock his sweet smile clear of teeth.
"An honor you may never have again." You say sweetly though he does not miss the venom in your voice.
"Let us pray the God's smile on me today so I may have that beauty all to myself." He adds before rising, stepping beside the emerald boy.
"Announcing Prince Bakugou of the Badlands."
Ash blonde hair and blood red irises, he is unhappy by the looks of his scowl. His defined chest is exposed with nothing but a blood red vest topped with soft white fur. His ears gaged with jagged animals teeth and matching dyed necklaces. He too stands on the second step, you narrow your eyes, there is something about him you already don't like.
"Princess." He growls, "I'm only here for one thing."
"If it's to ensure that you sow your seed to a healthy woman look elsewhere I have a weak," You mock cough before adding "constitution."
You give your most off putting gaze but he just gives a deadly smile as he leans in close, close enough you can smell the sweet spices that cling to his skin.
"I'm not here to get my dick wet Princess." His smirk widens, "I'm here to show your old man what real power is."
You laugh aloud and the Prince stares at your before gritting your teeth.
"Good luck." You bite, leaning forward. He is one of the few who do not lean away once you get that deadly intense gaze in your eye.
"Prince Bakugo." A guard clears his throat, "The Great King awaits your audience."
He holds your gaze a moment more causing your guts to twist with odd emotions while his heart beat races.
"Tch." He steps down and joins the others.
"Welcome!" Toben's voice booms, "I am pleased to say that you all are the cream of the crop. Please demonstrate your power so that she may choose her groom."
You snort, choose as fucking if.
All the men demonstrate their power, a pissing contest really.
Todoroki flame and ice beautifully controlled, dance among one another.
Midoriya the first of the quirkless to gain a power, a strength that is seemingly unmatched.
Kirishima hardens his skin to crush boulders with his fists.
Finally the hot headed blonde creates a crater so large from his explosion that a cliff side collapses into the newly made valley.
Father takes a few moments as the Princes mingle with their people. Your eyes can't help but find the young blonde standing relaxed with his small group of guards. Murmurs carry over the field as the day drags on.
You feel the cool weight of the blade rest impatiently on your forearm, your heart races as your plan nears completion. All you need now is for father to tell you who the hell you're gonna marry.
As if reading your mind he approaches.
"I'm proud daughter. You've done well and all the crowd can talk about is your grace and beauty." He whispers, "I've picked the Price of the quirkless. He has potential, send me your first born son so I can raise him here."
'Sure I'll just pop him right out with no complications and fucking mail him to you.' Is what you want to say but instead you nod.
Father smiles making his way back to his throne. Your heart beats in your throat as as you stand but you do not show how nervous you are. Excited.
"I've made up my mind." You announce and the crowd goes utterly silent as every pair of eyes is on you.
You start pulling the blade from your sleeves, time slows as you focus on your quirk. Your Father, brothers and guards rush for you but you extend your left hand, calling to the familar cry of water in their veins. The stop in their tracks as you pull along their blood making them all kneel.
You hold eyes with your father as you bring the biting blade through your skin, from the top corner of your cheek bone, agonizingly slow over your cheek, to slicing part of your bottom lip. It flaps slightly as you speak with vigor, manic malice.
"Who wants to marry such a beautiful princess now?" A woman faints in the front row from the sight, all the princes have wide eyes, looking away once you make eye contact.
All but one crimson set that is undeniably glued to you with a wolfish grin on his face.
