#dragon mc

[wnllow]

purpose & penitence

[alynnia]

Who tops? Yes. Never noticed until now how his tail is still wrapped around her when he pins her. Bless that detail.🫠

[quietplace26]

Imagine a child dragon!mc appearing and everyone has to force neuvillette to promise that he wouldn’t kidnap the dragon mc as they dont think that it would be good for the child’s current mental state, he makes the promise to not yoink the child almost too easily and is calm and that raises everyone’s suspicions, and they think he’s planning something only to look out the window to see furina!mc running off with the dragon!mc in her arms as neuvillette is happily sitting there as he states that while he promised to not kidnap the hatchling, he unfortunately does not speak for his beloved wife

Oh my god- 🤣

Everyone thinking it was going to be Neuvillette but completely forgeting about Furina!MC is hilarious! Furina!MC is pulling a runner! She has the baby!

Make it more chaotic is if they do catch her but child dragon!MC had already imprinted on her leading to a very smug and very happy looking Neuvillette and Furina!MC.

They got their new baby! Suck it suckers!

Tagging: @platinumrosetail, @arn9tails, @bloodytea, @esthelily, @lovelyjane-stuff, @fireriyu

[tales-of-wocdes]

So all I can imagine now is an mc with draconic heritage finding out that some dragons can breath fire and is now attempting to mimic them.

"Kid, why are you breathing so heavily on that candle?" Lexia asks from somewhere behind you.

You ignore her. Fire. Focus on making fire.

You draw a deep breath, and think. Fire. Maybe cool colored fire... like blue! Or.... purple? Yellow? Green? Pink? White? Black? What colors can fire be anyway?

No, getting distracted. Need to focus on breathing. Fire.

You exhale slowly and.... nothing. The candle remains unlit.

Stupid candle.... Why can't you breathe fire? Dragons breathe fire, or at least some of them do. Havard told you so! You are part dragon, and therefore you can breathe fire. It makes sense. Except it is not working.

Lexia peers over your shoulder. You ignore her and think.

How can you make fire? Fire needs something to get it started, doesn't it? How do people make fire? Magic? You can't do any... Scratching things? Your hands are bad, and you have a feeling specific things are needed.

Wait! You think you heard something about something called emberroot! While you were in the kitchens, begging for food.

Embers can make fire, since they already glow and stuff. You have seen embers in the big fireplace in the dining hall. Havard did not let you touch them. And roots are edible! Though it might have been a juice they talked about... Oh well. You just need that root! It will start your fire, and then you can breathe it.

You jump up, and dash towards the kitchens.

"Kid? What is it?" Lexia jogs after you.

Soon, you are in the kitchens. Where would it be? Aha! There! You can't read but you remember what it looks like. The emberroot juice sort of steams or smokes even just in the jug. You head over and carefully get a mug. Or try to. It is hard with your hands and the mug is high on a shelf, but you have Lexia!

She helps you get the mug down and when you point at the steaming jug, she raises an eyebrow.

"Kid, that is a bad idea. That stuff is no joke." She says. "Your butt will not thank you for drinking that."

You fold your arms and glare at her, demanding the juice. Why would your butt thank you anyway? She makes no sense.

"Ok, but don't complain to me." Lexia says, shrugging and pours you just a bit into the cup. "I do believe mistakes are good to learn from."

You eye the tiny bit of juice. That is not very much. Still should be fine to get a nice fire going! It is still smoking and it looks hot.

You drink the juice.

Oh! You can feel it! The cup clatters from your hands. It burns... You will definitely be able to breathe fire like this!

You breathe and breathe.... still no fire. Why? Your mouth definitely feels like it's on fire, so why no flames? You can even feel the warmth in your belly, surely this means the emberoot ignited your abilities.

Huh... it's actually not that nice, sort of hot. Really hot actually. Burning really. It's still getting worse... You pant, trying to get air into your mouth. It does not help, and you aren't breathing fire. Why?

You spin to look at Lexia, who raises an eyebrow. "You know, it's worse on the way out." She says.

You might have made a mistake.

[goldenashes-if]

What do the ROs feel about mc enjoying ambushing them (gently, unlesss they request otherwise👀)? A very much so always startling them but making it better with kisses (or more? They won’t say no to escalation) during or after the spook? (Bonus points for tall/buff mc pulling nat20s in stealth)

P.s. I can’t help but imagine the pet dragons seeing and copying the ambushing and now there are six little minion gremlins all too ready to pounce on their new parents

Sekh': probably the one who startles more easily, as Sekh' is kind of either on guard during social setting (a necessity, given how they are sometimes treated), or a bit absentminded otherwise. They complain and hiss warnings at MC with eyes still dilatated from surprise, but truly they start to enjoy this as part of their lover, and get concerned when MC for any reason doesn't do it.

Cherena: Cherena has a keen surrounding awareness, perhaps developed by them having to always know who's behind and beside them. They don't startle easily, and when taken by surprise they often relax easily afterwards. They enjoy MC's pouncing in a way no sane person would. They like to welcome MC in their arms, by any means, and honestly seeing MC so radiant makes their heart full.

Zaphia: Zaphia might either be completely caught off guard, freeze, and take a moment to compose themselves again, or catch MC mid pounce beacuse they somehow heard or felt them. But also, Zaphia has a competitive stake, and so MC might need to watch their back. In a way, Zaphia aknowledges this is a way for their lover to show their affection, and wants to participate.

(I LOVE the thought of six tiny dragons doing the same. MC is a menace, and their little pets just reflect it)

[flightofthedragon]

[gemstonerose]

Thinking about dragon MC

[read-weep-repeat]

Hmm I’m voting for dragon mc for the little/caregiver club mostly bc I can see the possessiveness of the boys coming out when they spot her and I’m intrigued by it

Yesssss

I think it’s a perfect way for them to immediately claim her (especially if she accidentally wound up in a part of town were dragons are rampant)

She’d be awkwardly walking around, making a few little friends as she’s there, but not much else. All of her new friends end up going back to their daddies :( so after a while of that, feeling a little dejected, she starts to leave. Until a group sees her trying to find her shoes (she had check them into a cubby to go into the play area), and sends its youngest members out to bring her back.

“Sure seems like you need some help, pretty girl.” A baritone voice rings out behind her.

She huffs as she looks around the cubbies, trying to ignore the men behind her.

“got it. Big girl. T’anks.”

They laugh as she whines some more, still no shoes to be found.

“Seems you’re still little. Big girls can find their shoes.”

She glowered as she spun around, but the man leaned to her side surprised her. He was so pretty, and his words dragged her back into her headspace.

“Do you want some help, baby? Or do you want to play some more.”

She quirked an eyebrow. “Play?”

Another of the three shook his head. “Yeah! There are coloring books at the tables too. Why don’t we go back upstairs and color? We’ll even buy you a bottle, ok?”

MC nodded, a fuzzy feeling sinking over her already.

Once she’s in their booth, happily chatting as they help her color, they start claiming their territory. They lightly rub their scents over her as she snuggled closer for a different crayon that they’re holding, huff smoke at other dragon daddies stalking nearby, and question her on her preferences. Just so they can get their den ready for their new mate, of course.