[Hair the color of spring leaves, streaked with golden hue. Supple enough body, toned without being too stickish. A pretty face without veering too much into androgyny. And a mouth that isn't keen on shutting up when it'd be the better option. Bakugo finishes his wandering circle around his new bride, eyes taking a few more up and down scans in wrap.
They didn't send some blushing whimper letting him do whatever he wanted or freaking out in tears and pleas like the last one. Pain in the ass. She didn't shut up for hours. Finally had to let one of his guards have her instead. Like hell does he want to bed wailing their damn head off the entire time.
Yeah unfortunately Bakugo's role absorption doesn't actually give him the ability to transform into a dragon, despite bragging about doing so. But that doesn't mean the theater isn't equipped for this. One half of his mouth twitches in a mocking sneer, eyes lighting in challenge when Hiyori goads at him.
Wait... what the hell's he looking at? Red eyes swing towards the corner of his sockets and he twists his head, cape slapping against Hiyori's side as he glares daggers to the man behind the smoke and steam. Ugh, a shitty interloper.] SCRAM, ASSHOLE!!
[Momentary character break? Who knows? But the next second, a lever cranks and clouds abruptly burst from the ground below, covering Bakugo from view. A loud roar reverberates through the room, followed by a thudding sound, before--
an entire dragon snout and head shoves through the smoke and steam, red with black horns and rows of sharp teeth around a slick tongue! ... Yeah, it's a prop, but a hella good one too. Small white dots over the surface suggest motion capture for greater CGI covering after filming has wrapped.]
I'll show you more than that.
[Bakugo's voice echoes from a speaker in the dragon's maw, accompanied with subtle roars.]
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They didn't send some blushing whimper letting him do whatever he wanted or freaking out in tears and pleas like the last one. Pain in the ass. She didn't shut up for hours. Finally had to let one of his guards have her instead. Like hell does he want to bed wailing their damn head off the entire time.
Yeah unfortunately Bakugo's role absorption doesn't actually give him the ability to transform into a dragon, despite bragging about doing so. But that doesn't mean the theater isn't equipped for this. One half of his mouth twitches in a mocking sneer, eyes lighting in challenge when Hiyori goads at him.
Wait... what the hell's he looking at? Red eyes swing towards the corner of his sockets and he twists his head, cape slapping against Hiyori's side as he glares daggers to the man behind the smoke and steam. Ugh, a shitty interloper.] SCRAM, ASSHOLE!!
[Momentary character break? Who knows? But the next second, a lever cranks and clouds abruptly burst from the ground below, covering Bakugo from view. A loud roar reverberates through the room, followed by a thudding sound, before--
an entire dragon snout and head shoves through the smoke and steam, red with black horns and rows of sharp teeth around a slick tongue! ... Yeah, it's a prop, but a hella good one too. Small white dots over the surface suggest motion capture for greater CGI covering after filming has wrapped.]
I'll show you more than that.
[Bakugo's voice echoes from a speaker in the dragon's maw, accompanied with subtle roars.]