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@dragonspined asked from x meme!

❛ consider it … a little friendly competition. ❜

"now, i know that i can eat a lot, anyone on my team will agree, but i don't think i could eat more than a dragon. i might be a determined son of a bitch, but i'm not delusional." when it came to food, the man could pack down a entire large pizza in one sitting, but to beat an actual dragon? there was no way.

[bloodymyhands-a]

starter for @dragonspined / accepting

lara feels like she's on a high. she's finally fucking figured it out. after mulling on it for weeks now, she finally knows her new friend's truth. and she's desperate to talk to them about it.

her father, ever the lover of artifacts, had various offices in the manor filled to the brim with books, notes, information. she'd read extensively when she'd taken over the manor, but still not enough to scratch the surface. it was a serious of poorly aged notes in his old office behind the library where she'd found information on dragons.

she'd told no one. interesting and magical artifacts were one thing, but dragons were something else entirely. if she decided to pursue it and learn more about it, she didn't feel comfortable dragging along jonah or sam with her. although the information was limited, it was enough. she'd always suspected that dragons had once existed, but here? for their civilization to be prominent enough for them to be artifacts and caves somewhere, waiting to be found... it was more than a breakthrough. it was revolutionary. she had a thousand questions: did archeologists know? had they been lying and burying the information for decades? was her father the only one to know? how many had there been?

and so, it had been lara's intention to pursue it someday, ideally alone. if trinity had been formed and rose to power due to magical artifacts her father had found, she shuddered to think what might happen if they found out about this. it sat at the back of her mind until recently, where her most recent break convinced her to explore the city enough to run into a certain shop with a certain person that just made everything click into place.

she strides in, the sun setting in the background, looking disheveled but determined. she looks around, making sure no one else is in the shop, until she finally finds her target. with a grin she's unable to hide, she walks right up to the front desk. in her hands is a large binder, with as much information as she felt comfortable gathering from her father's notes on dragons. she slams it down on the desk, still grinning. "i figured it out," she says excitedly, her accent thick and voice excitable. she leans in and drops her voice to a whisper. "you're a dragon."

[ancestryfound-a]

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»» ──────ஓ๑⚘๑ஓ ────── «« ❝ ... o-oh ... ! i-i'm sorry ... i didn't know you didn't like when others came up behind you like that ... i should have made myself known. ❞ he only really knew of four other kinds of dragons, and what they were okay with ... even with dragons like thunder, they could be temperamental, their preferences being one thing this minute and the complete opposite the next. regardless, he knew that dragons were sensitive animals, and he should have done something else, like call out 'hello' or make some kind of noise to make his presence known, instead of creeping up behind her the way he did. ... but he had never seen a dragon like them before ... their scales were beautiful, and they weren't like anything he'd ever seen before ...

[bigidiotenergytm]

“HOLY DOOLEY! say, how’d ya do that?!”

@dragonspined​

[stygicniron]

“You should’ve kept walking… no one sane wanders into my territory after dark.”

Meme Tag -- @dragonspined

Nico kept his gaze respectfully lowered. He couldn't really tell what was in the darkness beyond his fire other than it was big, and apparently, not thrilled that he was there. So already off to a good start.

It wasn't like there were any signs on his way in that told him he was in the range of something dangerous. He didn't have the forestcraft of a Hunter of Artemis, for example, but he'd gotten pretty good at sensing a monster lair when he happened to stumble too close, and the increasingly common scattered bones were usually a good clue. But here things were relatively picturesque if overall remote, and Nico had opted to set up camp rather than try to shadow travel that night.

"I didn't mean any harm," he began politely, extending his hands in front of him to show they were empty before shifting slightly. "I can extinguish the fire and get going, if you wish."

[svjetllost]

"If you were expecting a home-cooked meal, you're in for a real letdown." Rick set the tray down on the small table by the bed. Chicken noodle soup—good old reliable. Sure, it came from a can and got the five-star microwave treatment, but hey, it always did the trick whenever he felt a cold coming on. Alongside it sat a grilled cheese sandwich, a chocolate pudding cup, and a glass of OJ.

"A feast fit for a king," he added, only half-joking. He didn’t usually go to this much effort, not even for himself. And it wasn’t like he had a long list of people to fuss over—if any at all.

"Eat up, then get some sleep. You’ll feel better in the morning." With that, he dropped into the armchair, legs stretched out, head tipped back. Eyes closed, just for a moment.

dragonspined asked: [ sick ] sender tends to a sick receiver at their home and stays the night to watch over them( reverse rick )/ MEME - accepting!

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            𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄     𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐀     𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄     𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘     -     𝐀𝐍𝐃     𝐁𝐘     𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄     -     𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃     𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒     𝐎𝐅     𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒     𝐎𝐅     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒.     The     age     of     the     dragon     seemed     like     a     distant     memory     as     the     fire     guardian     stood     witness     to     the     RUIN     of     the     temple.     He     had     nearly     given     up     all     hope     to     rebuild     when     he     had     met     SPYRO.     The     very     dragon     prophesied     to     do     extraordinary     things     had     given     the     guardian     something     he     never     thought     he     would     experience     again     -     hope,     a     second     chance.     Despite     the     purple     dragon's     disappearance,     he     could     not     abandon     his     gift.

                Wingbeats     overheard     robbed     the     fire     guardian's     from     his     thoughts.     Half     expecting     one     of     the     guardians,     Ignitus     turned     his     gaze     skyward.     White     scales...?     Even     from     a     distance,     the     guardian     knew     it     wasn't     CYRIL.     The     guardian     stood     frozen     as     the     strange     dragon     landed     before     him.     He     blinked,     staring     blankly     for     a     moment,     his     mind     struggling     to     catch     up     before     he     finally     snapped     back     to     reality.     〝    You     picked     a     bad     time     to     visit,     friend.    〞      His     words     were     shrouded     in     what     little     HUMOUR     he     managed     to     muster     up.     〝    but     what     can     I     do     for     you?    〞     

[bloodymyhands-a]

@dragonspined liked this for a starter / accepting

the stone crumbles underneath her feet and she almost stumbles, catching herself on the hard rock next to her. she grips it tightly, taking a deep breath before stepping off the platform. the cave they're walking into is in the mountainside, far from where normal people can reach, but she's used to that by now. once on solid ground, she reaches into her pack and pulls out the crumpled up map from her back pocket that they'd designed together based off her father's findings. shifting through it for a moment, she eventually finds their spot, and compares it to the page.

"this must be it," she finally says, holding the map out to the other. "i should probably let you lead the way inside. i'm sure it's more designed for your kind than mine." she grins. out here in the open world, with not a single other person other than the one she chose for this mission, she feels completely in her element. this is familiar to her, this is easy, and this is what she lives for. "are you ready?"