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kushami-hime · 2 years ago

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Yo! I was imagining a scenario where dragon king bakugou receives a mysterious gift box which reads "come closer to me and you will see" and as he moves that box closer to his face that box opens and sprays fae dust all over his nose and the reaction is so quick that he drops the box and begins sneezing like crazy and somehow due to that fall the off spray button gets broken so...the scene unfolds like this...bakugou cant stop sneezing..fae dust keeps on spraying..and we (half blood servant) cant stop staring 👁👄👁..although he is almost yelling at us to do something but we really dont want him to stop...also i love it when the nose is so irritated that there are rapid ,desperate, mini sneezes before the actual mega sneeze..so can you write some headcannons or probably a whole fic based on this one..that would be really appreciated^v^ hime

This ask has been in my inbox for like a year and I WANTED to write it but never found time or motivation to. Well! Ive been shadowbanned and IDK how long itll be until its fixed (Tumblr Support get off your ass already) so until then, here we go! First fic in ages!

Surprise!

Dragon King! Fantasy! Bakugou & Half Dragon! Servant! Y/N

CW: Servant! Reader, Master & Servant roles, fantasy setting, sneezy angry B/akugou, K/iri being a good boy, Submissive Listener, one mention of fictional slavery, closeted snzfucker! reader

As usual all characters are aged up to 18+!

"Mm. This is…odd."

Before you, was a box. A small, wooden thing. Could have held jewelry or coin inside from the shape of it. You weren't an expert in these things but the ever knowledgeable King B/akugou was one to educate you when it came to the outside world and all its inhabitants. Curiouser and curiouser.

Without so much as a messenger or even a carrier pigeon, this box had been left at the doorstep of his majesty's southern palace, deep within the mountains where no mortal dare venture. You peaked out into the open, looked left and right, and even in the clouds for some sort of clue…but there was not a soul! The only thing stuck to this small box, was a letter sealed shut by a stamp meant for royalty. And surely you, a mere dragon half blood, were not going to anger his majesty by rooting through a package that was meant for his eyes only. That man's anger knew no bounds.

“Hey! Y/N!” A familiar voice caught your ear, belonging to a tall and muscular dragon shifter. His ruby colored eyes looked you up and down with warmth. “Oh, K/irishima. I received this for his majesty but…there was no courier.” You said, caressing the box in your hands. K/irishima pursed his lips into a thoughtful pout, before noticing the wax seal, “Must be important if it’s got that seal on it.” Better get it to B/akugou quickly, in case he’s expecting it!” He advised. Right! You’d rather not keep his majesty waiting, especially if it was something direly important, and especially so, if there was a time limit. With a quick bow you tucked the mysterious chest under your arm and quickened your pace, only to find his majesty lazing away in his parlor room. With his strong body laid down over a soft looking fur rug, his vermillion eyes gazed over a book he didn’t seem all too interested in. You knew that look…the Dragon King was bored stiff. You almost made the mistake of walking right in without announcing your presence.

With a free hand you smoothed out your apron before speaking up, “Ahem…your majesty.” Your voice came across as meak, and your long tail curled behind your form. He gazed towards you, waiting to hear what you had to say. “A package has arrived for you.” You said simply, holding the box in your hands. A flicker of interest crossed his usually irritated features as he sat up, and held a hand out. “And who’s it from?” He asked, his tone still as dull as his mood. You hesitated for a moment as you wondered over, “I…um…I do not know.” You admitted, avoiding his eyes as you stared down at the box. “Hah?” His brows furrowed, “What do you mean you don’t know? Someone MUST have handed it to you.” He stared at you while you shook your head. “No, your majesty. When I exited the main gate, I couldn’t find anyone. Not a soul.” You admitted. His lips pursed into a familiar scowl, “Give it here.” He almost snatched it from your hands, which he dwarfed with his own. “Mm?” He grazed the seal with his fingertips and jumped to his feet, taking a seat at a nearby table to get a better look at the surprise package. You followed suit as he removed the sealed parchment. Again, his brows furrowed, but with concern. You thought of the worst. A declaration of war? An old enemy announcing their return? Perhaps greedy humans who wished to raid his castle for the endless supply of gold he’d been hoarding over the course of his elongated life? Your hands tampered with the hem of your apron as you watched your master open the letter. You didn't even notice that you'd been holding your breath.

“Come closer to me, and you will see…the hell is that supposed to mean…?” He already seemed irate. “Perhaps a riddle…?” You offered your input, but Bakugou simply scoffed at the notion. With a glance towards the box, he took off whatever brown string was left to hold it closed, and picked it up to look inside. But what happened next was…well, unexpected to say the least.

A shimmering cloud of dust erupted from the box, and enveloped your master, coating him in a layer of glittering gold right down to his bare neck and shoulders. A gasp escaped your lungs as you watched the box clatter to the floor, the lid snapping off. Even then, it continued to gradually release the golden dust into the room, and all over the floor, like an ornate fountain. Bakugou snarled, gasping for clean air as his calloused hands tried to wipe away the dust covering his face. A slew of curses waterfalled from his lips while you panicked and attempted to clean up the mess.

“Y-your majesty! Are you alright? I-I’ll try to…-Oh…oh nono this is…” It was easy to tell just from the smell, and the way it felt in your hand. This was not just dust. This was fae pollen. And after the interesting trip into the fae woods but a fortnight ago, realization caught up quick. Almost as quickly as Bakugou’s breath began to hitch. It all happened so quickly you could barely gather your thoughts before he’d started sneezing. His chest muscles bulged before he snapped forward with a powerful explosion, which sent more of the fae pollen flying through the air and traveling to every corner of the room. All you could think of to do was to snatch your apron off, and rush to his side to start wiping away whatever pollen was on his bare skin. He didn’t fight you on this, as he was busy fighting with his nose instead.

“Hh-! Hh-EeDD’ZZSsshUUu!! Hii-IItt’SSHhhuuOOo!!” He wouldn’t dare sniffle, knowing damn well it’d make things worse. His mouth fell open, and his sharp nose twitched with a pink hue spreading to his flaring, itchy nostrils, “HHh-ISSHHHuuOO!! H-Hh-ESZzZZshhUuu! Hh–hHZzcHH’CHuue!” His muscles spasmed under your touch. “Y-your majesty…a-are you…-!?” His red eyes were hazy with tears that threatened to break free and roll down his cheeks. The flush across his cheeks was, dare you say, a lovely shade. And the more he sneezed, the pinker and pinker his slender nostrils became. The bridge of his nose furrowed harshly while his eyebrows pressed together.

“Hh-EeeSSHHUUuuee!! G–Ghh–IDZZzSSHuuuee!! G…rid…of–! HH-InNxXnN–Uuughh!! Uu-HHrr-ESsHHUUuooo!!” A fine mist shot from his mouth and nose and into the air, mingling with the fine particles of fae pollen that tickled and tortured your master, practically bringing him to his knees. “Hh-!” His teeth bared as he bent at the waist into his elbow, “HKK’GnnNNT! HH-KNNXXxt!!” Two rather painful stifles came from him, resulting in a pained groan.

“M-master you’ll hurt yourself if you do that…” The words escaped before you could even stop him. Truth be told, you adored seeing the Dragon King sneeze. To see such a strong and unstoppable force of nature be brought down by fae dust was a joy to watch…and practically a pleasure. A mix between a snarl and a snort came from him as his unfocused, hazy red eyes stared you down, “T-tha-Hh-! Hh’IHTssSShhchu’uh…!! Is…an – Hh-!” Bakugou panted helplessly, covering his mouth and nose with his shaky hands, “ Hh’GNxxT-Chew…Hh-HaH’ETSSHhhuuoo!! NOW! Half bre-Hh-EdDdsshuu!! Ha-Hhh-Half b-...bree-EE’EsSHHuu! -Hahh-! e’SShhuuooOO!!” His fingers glistened with wetness from his fit, and you could see it dropping to the floor. Your heart quickened in pace before you picked up the still overflowing box. You didn’t know any magic! How were you supposed to stop this!? All the while, B/akugou is clutching the edge of the table behind you, bracing as this hellish fit of sneezing wracks him to his very core. As you stared back at him, even his toned abs convulsed and twitched with each hitching breath and explosion. Big and small, long and short, you’d never seen him afflicted in such a way. By this point he was using your apron to save whatever dignity he had left. “Hh-! AaESSsHHuuuee!! IsshhUu! ISSH’UUuu! Hh-Hih-!! HehH’ESSHHUUuooo!! DAMN it!!” You could tell, if he ever managed to find out who sent this thing, they were going to die by his hand.

No matter how hard you tried to put the lid back on, it was as if a switch had been flipped and was broken off. You panicked, wondering if his majesty would release his anger onto you instead of the prankster who caused him so much anguish. But, as luck would have it…the gods were on your side. Amidst all of B/akugous sneezing, the commotion had alerted K/irishima, who rushed into the room. His usual peppy smile was traded in for an agape mouth. “W–...??” He was utterly flabbergasted, but that was understandable. Before you could utter a word, Bakugou beat you to it.

“S-Shitty s-Sca–AAhh’HHssHHuu!! IssHHeewww!! T-the b-Oo’-...Box-! EsSZZsshhuuu!” You could feel the wet spray from his breathless sneezes hitting the back of your neck and your tail. It sent a shudder down your spine that anyone would have noticed. It didn’t take long for Kirishima to realize what had happened. He rushed to your side and picked up the box, before whistling for a few of your colleagues. “Get this thing as far away from here as possible! Choke it with a counter spell if you have to, just get it outta here and get this mess cleaned up, OK?” Even while barking orders, E/ijirou still managed to sound pleasant and kind. The others quickly whisked away the dangerous box as a few stayed behind to try and help clean up the mess. And with that covered, you rose to your feet to rush to B/akugou’s side.

“HHhdt-EssZZSShhhuuuoOOo!” Your head snapped to the side as you were coated in his majesty’s discharge. The spray was cool on your skin but nevertheless…a bit uncalled for. A pitiful moan escaped from Bakugou’s wrecked throat, before he snapped forward again, “Hh-HHDZzSShhuuuooOOO!!” Again, enveloping you in spray, for which he had no intention of apologizing for. His nostrils stung as the source of his agony was finally removed from his presence, before you pulled a clean handkerchief from your pocket and offered it to him. “B-blessings, your majesty…” You croaked, watching as he snatched the cloth from you and blew his nose into it quite messily. He was indeed upset…K/irishima sighed, “Well…Guess we should find out just who sent that little care package, huh?” He grinned nervously, watching B/akugou’s shoulders quake. “HH…Hahh–IDSShh! HhETtSSHHhuuuuooo!! The goddamn NERVE…” Smoke rose from his mouth, “K/irishima…start tracking down every damned fae folk you can find…” He seethed, his nose still eagerly dripping into the now filthy hankderchief.

“When I find the worthless BASTARD who did this…I’ll wipe him off the face of this Earth…Not even the GODS will be able to SAVE him!!” He turned around, eyes burning with unbridled rage. It almost scared you. His right hand man quickly bowed, “Yes, my King! At once!” He took the hint, and quickly fled the room. Now, it was only the two of you, and the remaining servants.

“And YOU.” Instinct took over, and you immediately went down onto hands and knees, bowing to him. “I sincerely apologize for my hesitation, Master. It will never happen again.” B/akugou had been kind enough to liberate you from poachers and slavers of enchanted folk, and the last thing you wanted to do was to make him mad enough to throw you back where he plucked you from. A wet snort came from him before he sniffled, rubbing his exhausted nostrils which squelched at the touch. “...I’ll find a fitting punishment for you. Now stand. And get this MESS cleaned up!!” He spat, hiding his still tickling nose behind the well used cloth, “Hh-Hh’EssHHH!!” He groaned, "And for Gods' sake, bring me another damned handkerchief..." With that, he'd left the room. His loud sneezes echoed from the corridor even after he'd slammed the door behind him. It could have gone much worse, but as you helped the others contain the remaining fae pollen…your mind began to race…just what kind of punishment did the dragon king have in store for you…?

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