#cookie run/reader

[leggerefiore]

I have one!! Do you think the dragons (would) court? I know you have a specific liking to Longan and Ananas rn but if you're willing to brainstorm about any of them I'd love to hear it especially what types of courting they'd follow traditional, personally tailored or otherwise (it's so funny to imagine at least one of them going to the others for advice and depending who was willing to lend it might end up disastrous)

I'm down for Pitaya, anon, too... Don't be fooled...

cw: fluff, dragons maybe having some misunderstandings

characters: Longan Dragon Cookie, Ananas Dragon Cookie, Pitaya Dragon Cookie, Lotus Dragon Cookie

👁Longan Dragon Cookie🌟

⚪️ They follow dragon courting traditions without any hesitation or doubt. Why do they care about what the weak ones are doing? They intended fully to return to the age of dragons, and thus will follow what they know to be the best way to show interest in a mate. Even to a mortal. No matter how much any other dragon warns them from it, they still will. Their wisdom is absolute, and they have little room to doubt themselves.

⚪️ The Ivory Dragon leans towards displays of their power to entrance a mate – especially one that is a fellow dragon. Though, as stated, power is their main display. They know what they can offer most is protection. And in a hectic world, they are the best arms to reside in. No other beings have managed to topple this dragon, even when contained within a weaker form. Truthfully, if that does not sway a potential mate, they may grow disinterested.

⚪️ Yet, they are not above other base instincts. Treasure and gifts, another clear sign to express interest. Granted, Longan may assume to mix this with a display of power and gift you the bones of some poor creature they utterly destroyed. Their most precious treasure, they claim. A sign of their unyielding interest. It is a bit unnerving, needless to say. Other gifts are a bit more rational. Endless precious trinkets they collected over the centuries of their existence. Fine jewels and precious metals… Oh, and food. Granted… the food may be a bit rawer than you are used to if it is meat.

🍍Ananas Dragon Cookie🏖

🟡 The Golden Dragon skews somewhere between traditional dragon courting and that of what they have observed in mortals. It is a bit irritating at first, having to daringly ask a certain someone for advice. While Ananas cares for the mortals of their islands, they admittedly are more unfamiliar with what is commonplace in their culture. So, if they are pursuing a mortal, they may ask Pitaya for advice. The other dragon has far more experience around mortals. Pitaya does not give the best advice, but it is not necessarily… inaccurate either.

🟡 In skewing towards dragon traditions, many gifts are given. Most of them personal treasures of the dragon. It shows their utter dedication and interest, and they hope it is understood. If you were to smile and accept the gifts, just know you are confirming to them that you are interested. It makes their heart race, especially if you wear any clothing or jewellery they gift. It furthers their conclusion that you are interested. Food is also common. Sharing a fruit with you is a clear sign they are interested. Eating together shows you are bonded with them. That is how their mind understands these things.

🟡 Though, if they follow the advice that Pitaya gave them… Somehow, they find themselves in a disguise at a pub with their intended partner. For some reason, it is far more nerve-wracking than admitting to a certain all-seeing dragon about a broke treasured vase. This path seems to work well enough – Their interest is understood, and it seems to progress their relationship along. The other option is far more disastrous. As it turns out, attempting to take over one's potential partner's home does not send a good message. Ananas regrets ever trusting that fool.

🗡Pitaya Dragon Cookie🍉

🔴 Out of all the dragons, they probably skew the furthest away from just traditional dragon courting, but they still somehow accidentally completely follow it…? Pitaya is well acquainted with the culture of mortals – they frequently enjoy visiting various places in search of worthy opponents. A certain far off kingdom they visited (and took over) once had a strong leaning towards romance, so they got a full understanding of it and are pretty confident in their skills. And, well, chances are they are pursuing a mortal.

🔴 The Red Dragon does a little traditional courting in giving their treasures over to a potential mate. But! They try to understand what their mate might desire, too. So, while they drown them in whatever weapons and armour from mortals that tried to fight them had, and they claimed, they may also being you some dish you like that they likely stole. They really are trying, though. Every part of them, especially if you are mortal, just wants them to take you away to their nest. They are being good and attempting to respect courting standards.

🔴 They attempt dates, too. The advice they have gotten from a certain someone suggested a walk through a garden or enjoying dinner at a nice place. Unfortunately, the Dragon's Valley does not really have a lot to offer in that way. Though, they think letting you ride on their back is a decent substitute. They eagerly show you the various land around their nest. You both may even have a drink in Mala Village. Though, they do wonder if it would be worth the trip to try what is recommended. Their substitutes seemed to be sufficient enough. If you asked to, however, they would eagerly fly you off to try those things.

🪷Lotus Dragon Cookie🌊

🔵 The Blue Dragon tries a mixture as well. They are not above their own draconic instincts, and it does feel pleasant to indulge them. But, at the same time, they are completely familiar with the wishes of mortals and how to grant them. It is a fine balance to show their interest in you while remaining within the lines of what they desire themselves. It is a bit easier if they are pursuing a dragon, but they truly are not helpless when going after a mortal. Their methodology just will vary slightly depending.

🔵 Love songs are an obvious choice… Truthfully, it is not necessarily a draconic thing, such as a personal thing. Please — sit and listen to their playing and let it sway your heart to their waves of love. The melodic strings will reflect their endless passion and affection towards you – so will you not hear their songs? They will otherwise take you on a stroll across the lantern filled lake and observe the breathtaking sight at your side. You will feel their presence close at your side as they speak in some assorted poem about how the beauty narrowly compares to your own.

🔵 Gifts are natural, too. Whatever your heart desires, they will give you. Anything and everything to show their undying affection. Their palace is open to you at any time as well. Part of their strategy is having you bask in their presence and getting to know you personally – you entertain them. They would hate to lose that. Even more subtly, they will share meals with you. Another sign of their clear interest that may or may not go over your head, depending on your familiarity with dragons.

[leggerefiore]

cw: unhealthy relationship, longan dragon being themselves, light death mention, past lives

pairing: Longan Dragon Cookie/Reader

continuation of this

“… My patience is wearing thin,” they stood over you. How long had passed since you had been brought to the Ivory Dragon's nest? You could not tell… Nor did it help anything that they had done something to bring back the past they so desired. The past they wished for you to recall. It was maddening to the point where you had actually attempted anything to either recall or learn of the past to satiate them. You wanted to hide within a soft fabric of the nest.

Their desperation grew day by day – or what you assumed was day by day. A speech about dragonkind returning and how their kin would soon recall, that you would soon recall, too. You knew your own past by heart at this point. Your earliest memories to those right before you had come here. Nothing told you that you were mated to a powerful, all-seeing dragon. Nothing that you were a dragon. Their confidence had been unwavering. Kneeling down to your level, those dark eyes pierced your being. “Have you remembered anything at all?” their voice was loud.

Nothing.

You tried. Anything. Even just imagining. This peaceful room gave no hints. You simply were observed endlessly. Your silence perturbed them. A hand caught your chin and made you meet their eyes. “… Disappointing,” their claws dug into you, “My mate… You must recall.” A forehead pressed against yours as best as it could. Their horn – Something so hard yet similar to the texture of wood. Recall…

Darkness overcame your vision.

The room came back into your view. It was you alone. Your body felt strange. Gazing down, your breath hitched in your throat. Your form… It felt impossible. Unnatural. Yet, here you were, far from your normal shape and into something more draconic. You laid in the comfort of the nest, much as you had been for so long. A name was called out, catching your attention. Something far too large caught your attention. Eerily like a serpent, but you dared not voice it aloud. In fact, another glance made you feel as if an odd-shaped cloud had entered the nest.

Your name was called again. Only then did you realise it was coming from it. Golden eyes underneath a headpiece gazed at you. It would be impossible not to recognise them. Before you had a chance to further comprehend any of this, the scene faded. Dark eyes gazed into your own once more. Your body was normal. A panted breath escaped you as you pulled away. Longan's eyes narrowed. Standing up to their full height, the dragon observed you curiously.

“Do you remember?” a low voice came from them, “We spent plentiful time together here… You laid safely within my coils.” Your inability to understand felt frustrating. Perhaps, yes, it was possible that in some past life, or whatever existential concept one might subscribe to, that you had been a dragon. You knew for certain that you were not. A sudden burst a bravery overcame you. Demanding that they accept you as what you clearly were made something odd occur.

They tensed – even more than usual.

A fist clenched. Golden pupils pierced your very being. It was clear that whatever affection they felt for you as their mate prevented any true harm to come to you, but they were far from above intimidating you. Your body grew stiff. “… As you are?” a head shake and hand captured your chin. The tight grip caused your breath to hitch. “Beloved… You are far too weak in this pitiful form,” their face was directly in front of your own, “I will accept nothing less than a full reclamation of your dragonhood.”

They let go, and you nearly fell back down against the padding of the nest. A full reclamation… You wanted to laugh. It was not something that you had ever had! They would continue this fruitless endeavour until old age claimed you, or they gave into what was a growing frustration and petrified you into stone. This tentative protection you had… It was based solely on the expectation for you to do the impossible. Their gaze was unwavering from your form. Oh, how you had grown to desire a moment of privacy. Their eyes observed you. It was suffocating. How could anyone tolerate this?

A panicked breath exited you before being forced back into your lungs. The dizziness caused by it mixed horribly with the tears escaping from your eyes. Longan let out a sound much like a sigh. They easily lifted you into their arms, reminding you much of when you had first been brought here. Sitting in the nest, your body was set in their lap as they held you. Eyes closed.

“... You believe I am mistaken…” they sounded exasperated, “I know my mate.” Their hand caught your chin. A chill went down your spine. There was a smile on their face. “This is my generosity to you as my beloved,” a claw trailed down your jawline, “… I would have left you petrified where you stood, were I not certain of who you were.” Lips found your own again. Your heart raced. Truly… Truly, you wished there was no charm to the dragon.

~

“… To think it really is you,” a more arrogant voice called out as you wandered the halls of the palace. A tall, fierce figure stood before you. Brightly coloured and unmissable, their gaze was almost as intense as Longan's own. “I had heard rumours, but I really preferred to not think there was any truth to them.” They stood over you, something oddly tropical felt in the air. “You pitiful thing,” their words felt between degrading and genuine concern, “Longan no doubt expects you to just return to how you were.”

They seemed annoyed. Glancing away, they brought a hand to their forehead and shook their head. Eyes closed. “What could have taken you out?” A question was asked aloud. You tensed up. What did that mean…? It was clear they did not expect an answer. “… Though, with how everything is going… I wonder what will happen,” they took a step away, “Bide your time.” Wings took off as they rushed away. You were left bewildered.

Bide your time…

The other dragon…

You wondered what their ultimate goal was.

~

You watched the seas. There was little to do unless you wanted to torment yourself. Barely any information was available to you. It was a peaceful sight and a break from the endless ivory and gold. Your own attire had been changed into something to match the theme of the palace. What were you to do? You had not seen the annoying dragon nor the bright one aside from the first meetings with them. Longan was truly your only company. Their focus was far from meeting your social needs.

The islands had changed… United together into a single large one. It was beyond your comprehension. What appeared to be dinosaurs were flying above the sea. Your mind wandered. It was best to not question things too much. If you were somehow a dragon's mate, then you were beyond questioning how dinosaurs existed once more.

“This is where you were,” a voice called out. You nearly jumped. When had Longan come to you? They came to stand at your side. “… Do you recall any more?” A shake of your head made their gaze shift to the horizon. It was impossible. Whoever they desired was not anyone you could become. You wondered how long you had before they grew truly impatient or forced you to do something.

“It is disappointing,” a sigh left them, “Ananas alerted me to what supposedly happened. I refuse to accept such a thing occurred,” their gaze was upon you, “A dragon dying to…” Longan's voice trailed off into silence. “No,” their voice boomed, “… I will find some way to restore your true form.” Rushing away from you, they disappeared back into their palace. You blinked.

Dying to… what? You could assume mortals, judging by their beliefs.

Though… the way they had trailed off.

You wondered what this Ananas had told them. It seemed to genuinely perturb them – something you had truly thought impossible.

~

Their eyes were upon you. The throne towered over you, much like they did. A far too powerful scent came from it. You were not sure what brought you to approach them. Perhaps curiosity about what they had been told – perhaps simple boredom. Since that previous encounter, you had been left mostly to your own devices. Their servants tended to your needs and brought you whatever you asked for, but… It was odd. They truly left you alone. The eyes in their nest closed. You were free to wander wherever you pleased.

“… Have you something to say or did you come to just stand in my presence?” they asked. You blinked. An answer of wanting to spend time with them made them blink. They lifted you into their lap and allowed you to sit. What could you say? It was oddly peaceful as you rested your head on their shoulder. Somehow, you lulled yourself to sleep. A gentle rumbling sound had come from them. It was far too comforting.

When you opened your eyes, you felt yourself in the warm coils of another. Scales pressed to scales. The comfort was a simple familiarity of your mate's presence. Their power was seemingly boundless and utterly terrifying to behold. They brought order through sheer presence alone. None of the others dare to disobey them, and those that did were no more. To have managed to earn the position as their mate… You felt truly blessed with luck. A rumble came from them as you tried to reposition yourself.

You eased back into an exhausted state. Longan was always near. Their nest was your nest… You wished for nothing to change. To lose such peace and power… Your heart dreaded the very thought. Though, it seemed unlikely to ever happen. A tender flick of a forked tongue to your cheek made you sigh.

You awoke suddenly. The sun had set. Moonlight cascaded onto the throne. It seemed that Longan had fallen asleep, too. That dream… Your heart raced. It felt so real. Your attention went to the dragon's slumbering face.

Maybe…

Maybe you could recall.

But…

You were not sure if you wanted to.

Dread balled in your stomach.

[leggerefiore]

cw: unhealthy relationship, implied suicide mentions (nothing explicit), forced transformation, longan is not being a good mate, bad ending

pairing: Longan Dragon Cookie/Reader

part one, part two,

full work all together on ao3

The thought remained in your mind. It could have simply been a dream. An odd dream based on everything that had been forced onto you. Your eyes were closed. The nest was where you had retreated to, not daring to utter a word about what had happened to the dragon. They slumbered still, leaving you a reprieve with your thoughts. A dragon… You had been a dragon. That was completely illogical to how you were now.

Your past life – they died somehow. It was clear that it had happened after the Longan dragon had taken to their long slumber. The other dragon, Ananas, seemed to have an idea of what happened. Speaking to them felt pertinent, but it always seemed to just be you and Longan within the palace walls. The wyvern servants would be of no help. Your heart raced. There had been an odd feeling permeating from your core since you had awoken from the dream. Some fundamental part of you had clicked in a way that should have been impossible.

You felt weak – you felt ill. You felt dizzy. Sitting down, you gazed at the beautiful tree. The leaves swayed. It made you think of the dragon. Had you truly been here in this very nest many years ago before the you that you were had even been born…? A shaky breath was sucked in before you spit it back out.

Answers… Answers…

Your feet brought you up.

A distant fear in your heart of dragons erupted. Anyone on the isles knew to steer clear of them unless you had an urge to placate them. You certainly had. Something instinctual pushed you away from them, but now you wondered that if you should have approached them. The answers… They would provide no doubt. Something about them… The annoying dragon's words… family. Kin, a word used by Longan frequently. There was some kind of attachment between them.

Your wandering brought you to the outside of the palace. A laugh rung out from behind you. Turning your head, you spotted the Violet Dragon. Their face was a smug grin. It bothered you. They came to your side. “Ooo, are you escaping? Longan won't let you,” they mocked. You shook your head. They cocked a brow. “Then what are you doing?” Your answer made them more confused. Thinking.

But… You had a dragon. One that seemed to know more than you. Granted, they certainly were doing whatever Longan told them, but maybe they would help you. What were you to them? The question made them pause. For a moment, a distressed expression crossed their face. It was odd seeing the seemingly unbothered dragon break. They blinked. “Longan's mate, duh,” they spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, “You were the second most powerful. It's weird that you of all dragons died.”

It felt a little more apparent. The yellow dragon speaking of a rumour, Longan bring in denial of what occurred, this violet one being similarly stumped… It was unlikely that any mortal had killed you. Swallowing, you recalled how happy that you had felt in the dream, never wishing for anything to change. But things had changed. A lot. Completely. That you must have been alone after Longan slumbered. The other dragons seemed unlikely to reconvene after everything; thus you had been all alone in a world you were unprepared to face.

A distressing answer, but an answer nonetheless. The dragon tilted their head. You thanked them. Their smile returned at that. “I can't wait for you to return,” they admitted, “I missed you a lot!” For some reason, you hugged them. They froze but returned it. “See! You're remembering!” they hummed happily, “… Longan will be glad.”

~

You gazed at the dragon. Something really felt wrong. Longan seemed aware. Though, their expression was unreadable as ever. You clutched your chest. It felt like it was burning. Why now? You finally wished to confront them with the information you had gathered. Falling to your knees, you felt like your brain was wading through molasses. A face was suddenly in front of your own. Longan's eyes bore into your own.

“… You have regained your true spirit,” they observed, catching your chin and tilting your head to meet their gaze, “I knew that you would eventually…” You wanted to cry. Why did everything feel so hot? And cold? Nothing felt right. You were dizzy. Only the press of their claws felt real. “I've waited for you, my mate,” they continued, “I can truly feel your presence… This body cannot contain you. Reclaim what is yours at once.” You shook your head. Their tongue ticked.

Were you going to die?

Your vision began to fade.

Black spots danced across until a consuming darkness was what remained.

~

You awoke, at least you assumed you had. The nest's padding was soft. Standing up, you rushed out. Within a sanctum, four other dragons had gathered. Right… you had all come together to have a meal. The Lotus Dragon eyed you strangely. You pardoned your behaviour. What had startled you so badly…? There was nothing you could recall. Besides, your mate would handle any threats. Where was the Longan Dragon, actually? The rest were accounted for already. Taking your place, the Lychee Dragon giggled at your distress. This peaceful world… You wished for nothing to change.

Though, before your eyes… Everything began to fade. The faces of your kin shifted into something painful as they melted away into an unknown ooze which stained the pristine floor beneath them. Nothing remained, and the very ground you stood on began to flood with water. Your wings flapped you to the sky to watch the palace sink beneath the waves. A racing heart was in your chest.

How could you forget… This pain…?

This sorrow? A mourning for an era where you spent time surrounded by those you loved and cared for. Losing it all to the ebb and flow of time, you no longer wished to remain in this world.

It all came to a dark end.

But, you had been fine…?

Had you not? The smiling faces of those you called friends and family entered your mind, only to be petrified to stone before you. The world you knew and loved was once again ripped from your hands. Golden eyes gazed at you from above, an unspoken demand from them.

Recall…

You cast away the existence and pride of a dragon to be a mere mortal.

In doing so, you had forgotten that something as powerful as a mating bond cannot be severed by death. A mate was a dragon's most precious treasure – Something you had once understood.

Something you had thrown away.

Those golden eyes.

This was a punishment for your hubris.

~

Truly waking up, your body was unchanged. You laid in the nest, wyvern servant tending to you with a cloth. They were sent away as you rose up. Those memories, long forgotten of a dragon lost in the seas of time, they had returned to you. But… You had not gained the form of a dragon once more. Perhaps, it would be possible, but… You felt uncertain if you desired that. The order Longan maintained… The comfort you had from it. That was no longer who you were. Standing, your steps were uncertain and wobbly.

It was time to confront your mate.

They sat on their throne. A sigh left them at the sight of you. Clearly, it had been their expectation that you would return to them as the grand dragon they loved. But, no, you still retained the mortal form that they had found you in. That was not subject to change. Longan looked down at you. “… I had believed that you would reclaim your draconic form. Before you fell unconscious, I saw your gem glowing within your chest,” dark eyes reflected disappointment, “Why are you still maintaining that pitiful form? Return to me as you truly are.”

You said their name, bravery finally exuding from you. Earnestly, you told them what you recalled. They seemed intrigued. But, you did not stop at that. You continued into your mortal life, the one in which you desired. Your happiness, your sadness, your friends, your family �� Your rambling was silence by them standing. They towered over you.

“Do you mean to tell me that you remembered your true nature and have willingly chosen to remain weak?” they could have poisoned you with the tone they took on. Step by step, they approached you. Their gaze… You felt so weak. In your memories, you knew it was next to impossible to beat them. The others may have tried, but you opted for the easiest path. That… you had truly loved them. “My mate…” You were lifted up by them, “… I will be left with no other choice but to petrify you.” The threat was obvious. Become what they desired of you, or cease to be. Your eyes closed.

A refusal left you. Silence overcame the area. Consuming silence. You expected the end then and there, but nothing had come. Your eyes opened. Their face was unreadable once more. Their grip tightened.

“No,” their voice boomed. It sounded as if were all around. You felt nervous. “You will not deny what is yours to take.” A clawed hand pressed to your chest. The sharp sting of their claws drew blood. What… were they going to do? “Return. You have no choice.” Your heart raced.

In a moment, your body felt warm again.

They stepped back.

“… There you are,” they said simply. You felt strange. Your head pounded. Though, you understood. It was something those memories that had flooded back had taught you. “My beloved mate, now you are worthy of our world.” You wanted to cry.

Why…?

You had little interest in returning to the past or in wiping out all of the mortals they so despised.

Your wings flapped out. Longan blinked.

You flew far away from them, disappearing off somewhere to be alone.

It seemed that even their own mate did not understand.

Annoyance ate at their heart.

[leggerefiore]

Finally, someone else who enjoys the dragons in Cookie Run,,,,,So many people write for the ancients and beasts, and I get they're popular and all, but damnit I'm a monsterfucker and I need more dragon content from this fandom- /nm

Do you have any hcs for what the dragons are like during mating season? It could be either general ones for the dragons as a whole, or hcs for Pitaya, Ananas, Lotus, and Longan (just to fit into the character limit) individually, whatever is more interesting for you to write.

Also, remember to hydrate and stretch, breaks are important! uwu

well you said monster fucker so... Well. Smut.

cw: 18+ content, smut, dragons, AFAB reader

Minors DNI

characters: Longan Dragon Cookie, Ananas Dragon Cookie, Pitaya Dragon Cookie, Lotus Dragon Cookie

👁Longan Dragon Cookie🌟

⚪️ They foresee whenever it will occur, yet they always end up frustrated. Something about being entirely at the whim of their own body is too much. Thankfully, it is less of a bother with you. However, you will not know peace until it passes – especially if you still have not regained your true nature. The beginning is them beginning to take to their nest more. Unfortunately, you, too, will need to take to their nest more. They are oddly affectionate, keeping your body pressed to theirs in any way they can. Your difference in stature is really perceivable during this stage. They will have various food and drink stored in their nest and will stop you from even attempting to leave. You will find they are more interested in biting you and rubbing their cheek against your body.

⚪️ Though, as they progress further into it, more and more base instincts take hold. You will find yourself with their hands pressed against sensitive spots. Your clothing was stripped away as they seemed to take in your form endlessly. Bites are far more common, and they seem to be slipping entirely into whatever base instincts drive them. You really have no chance to escape their grasp. Longan's eternal gaze is solely on you – nothing else can distract them. They mumble something about the prosperity of dragons.

⚪️ The actual sex part really seems endless. Their limits are no where near a mortal's own, so if you are one, you will end up an overstimulated mess at best. They barely have any restraint in burying themselves as deep as they can inside you. You really do not have a moment where you are parted from them when they are in the thick of it. Your body is pressed into the padding of their nest while their repetitive motions drive you to having little thought. You can only squirm at the two cocks inside you. They find you quite adorable like that, at least. Perhaps, also, in a moment of clarity, Longan allows you to rest, minding your mortal needs. (If you are a dragon, they will call it a test of your limits, though. They may be merciful if you seem really desperate.)

⚪️ As it lightens up, it becomes more like the beginning. More cuddling and light bites rather than endless sex with maddening words and orders. They will praise your handling of them, no matter what you are – simply impressed by your ability to keep up with them. You will be allowed from the nest alongside them as it finally begins to pass. Though, granted, they still are more territorial than normal. Lychee is sent flying by quite a few glares. Ananas knows better, at least. And, when it finally passes, they are indifferent. It is a natural thing in dragons. Why would they be embarrassed? It is only frustrating to have a lack of control for them – nothing more.

🍍Ananas Dragon Cookie🏖

🟡 Whenever they feel it coming on, they seem to hover around you more. It is clear something is up when you have their arms around your waist while doing something on their precious island. Ananas knows mating season is approaching, but they have little interest in fighting off the urges. They had dealt with it alone for so long that you will get the full brunt of it every time. Their scent is made sure to be all over you, even within the depths of their nest. They even hiss if they smell another on you and go to rub their cheek until a familiar tropical scent ruminates from you.

🟡 As it grows stronger, you find yourself disallowed from leaving their nest. They hold you to themselves on their throne, face buried in your nape with bites being pressed into the sensitive skin. Their breath is warm as they breathe and whisper loving words to you. You are their most precious treasure, and how endlessly they adore you. It is almost sickeningly romantic from the usually prideful dragon. You are certainly aware that you are being hoarded away in their nest, but you may or may not be entirely aware as to why. They become horribly territorial – not even their islanders are allowed to see you. Their hands are groping at your body quite frequently.

🟡 When it hits the fever pitch – you can only cry as they buck up into you on their throne. The scent of pineapples is heavy in the air, while one of their barbed dicks is sending you into madness. They try to be mindful – you are a little mortal, after all, but they simply cannot fight their drive at the same time. You are their mate and right in front of them – so eager and lovely. Their teeth are buried in some part of your flesh, leaving clear marks of your draconic lover all over. They are responsible at least and give you breaks, minding how fragile you are in comparison to them. This does not stop them from returning when you are decently recovered, though. Sadly, you will be exhausted endlessly during this period.

🟡 As it winds back down, you are allowed more, proper rest. They cuddle with you, wings and tail wrapped around you protectively. Their careful front of pride is broken as they pepper kisses on the bite marks that cover your flesh. They give hushed praises, impressed by your tenacity. You probably end up enjoying this phase most. You are allowed in and out of their nest, with their supervision. It feels nice to relax out in the sun while your dragon lover watches you from above. They are still quite territorial but more tolerant of mortals. Any other dragons are chased off should they even dare step near their island. When it ends, they are a bit flustered about how clingy they were, but they insist that they were just being a good mate and watching over you. Totally not desperate for your attention and presence and needing something constantly. Totally not.

🗡Pitaya Dragon Cookie🍉

🔴 They are somehow always caught off guard when it happens. The Red Dragon sees absolutely no point in keeping track of such things. It only confuses them when their already high body temperature rises more, and they have this incessant need to keep an eye on you. While they are often fine with your trips to whatever villages and territories mortals have set up around Dragon's Valley, suddenly it feels bothersome to smell them on you. You should have their scent and their scent only. And suddenly, everyone is too close to you. Their bad habit of marking you with bites is worsened. It must be apparent to every single being you interact with that you are taken.

🔴 It progresses further – they become even hotter. And now, everyone is too much. No one but they are allowed to have you. Pitaya likely makes a scene of it on accident. You are talking to a merchant one moment and then kidnapped by the legendary red dragon the next. Everyone is in awe. You are hoarded away in the nest as they hold you to them more like a plush toy than a living person. Their scent must cover you — their marks must be visible. And you must remain in their nest. You have their hands all over at all times. No contact is enough, and being away from you in unbearable. They will not leave your side even once. Any food and drink hoarded away will be your sustenance during this period.

🔴 Your poor body will be pushed to the limits by Pitaya. They bury one of their spined cocks inside you while pressing you to the ground. Their growls and groans are the only sounds between their hard scales meeting your soft flesh. Marks will cover your body, both from bites and claws. They are merciless, seemingly forgetting that you are not as limitless as they are in power. The only thing that stops them is the revelation you are unconscious. Then, they just awkwardly panic and let you rest. This unfortunately will happen every time – they really cannot remember your limits. Though, crying out that you need a break may get through to them, depending. Pitaya just gets completely consumed by their needs.

🔴 As it wanes, you will find yourself given more and more reprieve to recover before entirely being allowed to leave their nest once more. Granted, there is a high chance you will have a dragon trailing you, since their mind still insists on them being territorial. Which, they already can be normally, but it is still at the extreme end. They are a little more gentle – only ten bites and scratches a day! How generous and benevolent of them. They will hover behind you as you talk to others. It will prove exceedingly difficult to get anything done still. When it truly ends, they do not even care about their actions. What? Should they be embarrassed about wanting their most precious treasure with them? They could scoff at the audacity of mortals.

🪷Lotus Dragon Cookie🌊

🔵 They know exactly when the season is to begin, yet… The urges that consume them always are more shocking than they should be. They are not really one to deny themselves anything, but at the same time, it is strange to find themselves so bothered by your attention being on anyone but them. Your conversations will be interrupted by their attendant alerting you that the dragon requires you. Whenever you come, they pulled you into their lap and simply bury their face into your nape. The scent of another… They will engulf you in their own to make sure it is plainly apparent just whom you are mated with. You are allowed your own space during these earlier points – They are not one to deny your happiness. But, it slowly progresses from a small droplet to an endless flood.

🔵 Though, when it swells, you will find yourself with your head in their lap in their nest. They stroke your hair while humming gentle songs. Their envy of your attention being anywhere but on them has become unbearable, and they inform you plainly of such. They may be a peaceful dragon, but it is still not best to test their patience. Besides – they are such lovely company. You are provided whatever you desire, so long as you remain at their side. Nearly always has some form of contact with you. The gentle warmth of your body is such a grand comfort. They even succumb to their base instinct to mark you – a plain bite on your nape as they pull down your robe to expose your soft flesh. The sight elicits such proud feelings in their chest.

🔵 Within the depths of the season, you will find yourself crying out in pleasure. Lotus devours the very sound of your endless pleas for their touch. Though, you are certainly expected to reciprocate. The sight of you between their thighs, eagerly licking at their slit and desperately attempting to pleasure them. Their brain may be hazed with carnal desire, but they still lather on praise. Many times, though, they will find themselves atop you with their own face buried between your thighs. Their tongue is far longer than any mortal and the feeling of your moans into their pussy, ah… They truly love giving into this indulgence. Lotus is mindful of your stamina and limits, allowing you proper rest and recovery. Their arms are around your waist as they mumble soft praises. You truly are such a wonderful mate – they desire none other than you.

🔵 As the waves retreat, you will find yourself allowed to enjoy the full splendour of their palace once more – so long as you agree to bear their mark plainly and walk around with a sickeningly floral scent. No one will doubt for a moment that you are the mate of the Blue Dragon and how unyielding their adoration of you is. You will still be called back to them frequently as their desperation grows. Truly, they must admit that their instincts can be quite controlling. At least they are not so bored. When it is over, they perhaps feel a bit embarrassed by how much they required your company. Though, they will never admit it aloud. Besides… They must admit it was cute seeing you in so many different ways.

[leggerefiore]

👁Longan Dragon Cookie General Romance HCs🌟

cw: abduction, implied past life, cannot see them getting with a "weak one" unless there were some exceptional circumstance

⚪️ The Ivory Dragon cared not for romance. There was little reason for them to hold an even partial interest in it. Their duties were far more important to them. Maintaining order was no easy task – yet, within them, they yearned. They were not so foolish as to deny their needs and wants. A mate… A dragon would always desire a being to be their other half. No doubt, it would be a dragon – and one worthy of ruling at their side. They would await their mate and welcome them into their palace. That day would no doubt come. And it did.

⚪️ Then, they slumbered for so long. When they awoke, their precious mate… They would naturally seek them out. It was still shocking to see the state that Longan found them. The proud, powerful dragon they once adored was seemingly no more, and a mere mortal had their scent and spirit. Longan pondered the situation. This was not a problem…  They would simply work to reawaken their true nature and regain their memories. Their mate would rule at their side once more. This is how you found yourself abducted by a dragon and stuck in their palace with an impossible task prescribed to you.

⚪️ PDA…? Why would Longan care what others thought of their time with their mate? Dragons would always show their closeness with their mates. Those blessed enough to have one would never judge those with one for being affectionate. That is – You are almost kept at their side constantly when they feel they have the time to. Ananas and Lychee are witnesses to many awkward affectionate moments. Often, in your mortal form, Longan holds your much smaller frame to their own on their throne. Their hand unconsciously finds your hair to comb through, almost like one would a pet. If they stand at your side, you may feel their hand rest on the small of your back. Should they be at your side, the chances are they will have some contact with you, especially in public. There is pride in having a mate. They will never hide such a thing. You, however, should be careful not to annoy them. They will accept things like laying your head on their shoulder or a few sporadic kisses, but more intense actions will be clearly rejected.

⚪️ In private… you find yourself in a similar position of sitting on their lap, but this time, there are far more actions involved. They catch your face and trail a finger down your cheek, just taking your expression. Nothing is said, but their slitted pupils are clearly fixated on you. Hands may explore all of you in what may seem like curiosity over your body. A common move is pressing their forehead against yours, being mindful of their horn. You truly do not know what any of these actions mean to Longan. Cuddling is also not necessarily uncommon if the mood strikes. Seeing you in their nest, something overcomes them. Arms embrace you as they curl their larger form around your smaller one. It is the closest they can get to their true form coiled around yours for now. Expect a bite or two in these moments of cuddling. Nostalgic memories flood their mind, and it proves difficult to resist.

⚪️ For you…? They can prove quite difficult. Naturally, you are allowed access to them, but they can be quite unresponsive. Kisses may be awkward as they continue to gaze forward or keep their eyes closed. There is also a chance they intensely reciprocate. It is always startling when they do. Clinging to them is allowed, but their eyes will grow lidded. It almost seems as if they are reflecting on something. Arms will slowly come around you. They may even whisper to you about how you entirely have their protection. You swear that they hold you tighter after that.

⚪️ Longan will blink at a request for a date. In the middle of everything…? They have little interest in leaving their palace as it were, especially with the stench of mortals still flooding the restored island. Though… If you insist, they suppose they can indulge you – if only to help your progress in restoring your true form. They will fly you out to one of their floating islands to watch the sea and natural state of the island. Their arm is tightly around your waist as they hold you to their side. Does the sight inspire anything inside you? They certainly feel quite nostalgic for the lost past. They will tell stories unconsciously – sharing the time you spent together in the skies at each other's side. This is the closest thing you will get to a date.

⚪️ Jealous…? Longan will claim to not be. They are extremely jealous, however. They despise the ideas of mortals anywhere around you. The scent of literally anyone else makes them take you into their lap and coat you with their own. You will not be allowed from their side for so long afterward, and they will demand to know who you met with. Any mortals still out there… It frustrates them that they are hiding so well and were even able to make contact with you. Other dragons are allowed contact with you to a certain extent, but if they get too close, Longan will not hesitate to intervene. That horrifying glare of theirs will be near piercing.

⚪️ Domestic moments are a fleeting dream… Really, Longan has no need to play into whatever mortal fantasies have trained you. Attempting to introduce any to them results in a glare. They truly have no interest. Now, ironically, you will have a domestic moment in the sense if you ever return to being a dragon. All they wish to do is remain as your relationship previously was. While you are stuck as a mortal, they will reflect on how precious moments where you both allowed yourself to rest around the other were. A power struggle was not required… You had already submitted in being their mate. Those moments would return eventually.

⚪️ Overall… It is a confusing relationship to navigate. They desperately want to return to their relationship in the past, but you have no idea how to get there. If you let yourself indulge in the “relationship,” you will come to see that the dragon does genuinely care for you. No harm will come to you, but you do have the full expectation to return to being a dragon always on your shoulders.

[leggerefiore]

(Walks in) You literally posted about Ananas at such a golden time because I too just restarted my kick with then like crazy do you have Any general headcanons you have on hand about them to see if we can branch anything off of it? If not there's always my go to curiosity and I love all your possessive, obsessive, jealous and yandere works I'd love to see if anything of that works with Ananas for you

mmm general romance? i can do that... request again if u meant something else lol

🍍Ananas Dragon Cookie General Romance HCs🏖

🟡 Ananas would not claim they were above love… Certainly, most dragons desire a mate, and they were not so different. Rather, there simply were not enough dragons around any longer to hold their attention, and they prided themselves above needing the company of mortals. But, were they? Despite their haughty attitude about pride, they still aided the cookies of the isles depending on what mood they were in. They quite enjoyed offerings and praise, after all. It was all quite odd when a mere mortal caught their attention. Ruined and tattered clothing and dirtied and injured flesh on their beautiful island.

🟡 Pitiful, you were in their eyes. Which is why they gave some of the clothing offerings to you and a few various fruits. They washed up on shore beside you, giving you an opportunity to change and wash up a bit. Ananas could tell you were not of the isles, but they were unsure just where your origins lied. So, they watched over you. A raft you made was aided by earth to go towards and an inhabited island. You established yourself there, completely unaware of the dragon keeping an eye on you. The behaviour was a bit unbecoming and rather reminded Ananas of another dragon, but you simply were fascinating. When the locals taught you how to bring an offering to the Golden Dragon, it was then they decided to appear before you. Naturally, Ananas recognised one singular thing. A desire to call you their mate. So, they proclaimed you that with little care for your opinion and took you away into their nest.

🟡 PDA? They are unashamed. You are their mate, and it is only natural for a dragon to display this. Whoever is in their presence will be witness to you sitting on their lap while they listen on their throne. Their face will find your nape as they bury into the soft, fragile flesh. Your scent is intoxicating to them, and they wish to leave their own all over you. If they decide to venture out for whatever reason, they will keep an arm around your waist. It is an oddly grounding thing to remind them that you are there. You are free to do whatever to them as well, so long as it is not too distracting. The dragon adores your attention and affection.

🟡 In private…? Somehow, they are worse. You are clung to constantly. Your place is at their side as their mate and most precious treasure. Now, by side, they mean their lap. You feel more like a stuffed toy some days than their partner. A dragon's size, even in mortal form, is still far bigger than any regular mortal. They are also more prone to surprise kisses to cheek and temple and quiet praises for what a lovely mate you are for them. Really, they do like to wax poetic about how lovely you are. They have good tastes, after all. Expect a few bites here and there as well – that is just common dragon mating behaviour. You will also be held to them closely in bed. Their larger form curling around your smaller one… Such a small peace of mind for them to know you are safe within their arms in their nest. Their tail also curls around you. Nothing can take you from them.

🟡 You are, once again, allowed to take whatever you desire from them. Ananas is especially happy at your sweet little pecks to their lips. The soft kisses remind them much of a draconic affection of snouts nuzzled, but this is far sweeter. And occasionally, it bleeds into something more intimate. Your warm embraces are quite enjoyed, too. The feeling of your arms around them… Ah, they are obsessed with it. Much like the offerings from the islanders, they quite enjoy such tender displays from you. To know your love and affection is genuine and pure… They are endlessly happy that you were castaway on their island.

🟡 The Golden Dragon huffs at the idea of dates. You are allowed to endlessly bask within their presence. Is that not enough? Your pouting made them reconsider. Perhaps… It would not hurt to go out and do things with you. Most dates will be to various places on their island. You quite literally are in a tropical paradise, so the beach is often enjoyed. The sight of the dragon huffing after you splash them is quite a favourite one. You may also convince them to visit some of the villages in disguise. It annoys them, but seeing your excitement in the markets or enjoying whatever festivities are offered silences them. They would do anything for your happiness… Even if they do not particularly enjoy being surrounded by mortals whilst pretending to be one.

🟡 Ananas is jealous. All the dragons are, but they score the third highest. They truly and admittedly need you near them constantly. Unfortunately, they are just wired that way. Even if they allow you to go out on your own, they are watching over you from a distance. While they do not necessarily view the islanders as threats, they just worry that any possible outsiders may misunderstand. No islanders would dare make any move towards you – not the Golden Dragon's mate, but all it takes is one outsider showing up and getting too friendly for Ananas to make an earthquake and hoard you away in their nest for a while. The pros and cons of dating a dragon.

🟡 Domestic moments are quite odd. For one, they do not have the best understanding of mortal culture, and especially not the culture of wherever you originated from. But, they are very intrigued by whatever you want to do. Making a meal for them is truly the best offering they have ever received. Ananas feels so prideful that their mate took such an initiative! They will return this favour. (You will have so many fruits. You already had a lot. Now you have more.) They are quite fond of simply letting their guard fall around you. You are so precious to them that their usual prideful demeanour can become something far softer. You have been sitting on their throne, gently combing their hair many times.

🟡 Something they quite enjoy when they can is allowing you to see their true form. The dragon quite enjoys your adoration of what they truly are. Your hands cupping their face or admiring the strength of their scales… You resting against their side while they watch over is oddly peaceful. You are even smaller than them in this form… How cute. You will also be allowed as many rides as you would like on their back around the island. They only wish your form was more compatible with it, but they are the one who took a mortal as their mate.

🟡 Overall, despite the relationship starting a bit one-sided, it will eventually become something quite genuine and full of love. Ananas will look past whatever perceived pride they have and truly love you as their mate. They will shower you in gifts and affection and have their islanders sing your praises. You are kept in the luxury and comfort of their nest and never have to worry about anything again. Probably the best fruit dragon to end up with, all things considered.

[leggerefiore]

Would it be ok to request Pitaya general dating headcanons please?

so polite...

🗡Pitaya Dragon Cookie General Romance HCs🍉

cw: light blood mentions, fighting – it is Pitaya

🔴 A mate… Pitaya certainly figured that they would eventually find one. Their long life had seen them pondering various dragons and mortals as potential ones, but most seemed to fall through for whatever reason or another. Really, they expected it to be a mortal after the era shifted, and most dragons died out. The issue was finding a mortal they could even dare call worthy. Their standards were pretty simple… Strength and entertainment. So, when a rookie dragon hunter from that pitiful city approached them in their territory… They instantly caught Pitaya's eye.

🔴 It was thrilling, watching you try so hard to best the dragon. Despite the title dragon hunter, Pitaya viewed killing wyverns as a far too easy task. An actual dragon would be no small feat – And Pitaya had survived so many years for a reason. But you tried. You tried and tried and landed a good hit on the scales of the dragon. Your blade drew blood. It was then that Pitaya felt it. A longing. You looked so adorable to them, wounded and panting. Your blood and their own stung their nose. Yes… They felt you would do. That burning spirit in your eyes. You were allowed to flee and recover. But… Your return sealed their opinion. Mate. You would be their mate.

🔴 PDA…? The dragon could scoff at mortal standards. Why would they care that anyone saw their adoration and affection towards their mate? It was a sense of pride in dragons! A show of how much they adored their supposed other half. You are proudly held in their arms quite frequently. Any old dragon hunting buddies are silenced when they see the legendary Red Dragon with an arm around you and leaving a kiss on your cheek. Pitaya rests their head on your shoulder and watches them intently, smug about their expressions. Yes. You were theirs. In return, you can do whatever you please to them. They adore your reciprocation.

🔴 In private, you do not escape their grasp. In their nest, you are in their lap on their throne while they bite and scent you seemingly endlessly. Trying to escape only excites the dragon – Oh, would you like to spar? They are more than willing. It was bonding in their mind. Otherwise, you find yourself unable to escape their kisses. Claws dig into your fragile skin – they are not mindful of your bodily differences at all. You can take it. They know you can. Their tail will wrap around you if ever try to do anything around their nest or in your own home while they hover nearby. It can be a little much, but at least the dragon's love is clear.

🔴 In return, once more, you are free to do as you please. Kiss them to your heart's content. They love the feeling of your softer body's touch. Cling to them all the same. There is something adorable about your smaller mortal body pressed to their hard armour of scales. Attempt to bite and scratch them! Pitaya needs you to attempt to mark them as they do you. They wear the scar you gave them with pride, after all. Pitaya simply enjoys your attention any way they can get it.

🔴 Dates? Pitaya is a bit unfamiliar with mortal courting acts. They are willing to indulge you, at least. There is something fascinating in seeing how mortals live. Though, they do dislike having to disguise themself... But, really, they have to lest everyone panics at the very sight of them. They like visiting pubs with you – they are a big fan of juice and can handle a lot more than any normal being can. Their arm will be around you as they drink away and mumble affections. Otherwise, they will go where you ask. You want to go to that kingdom by the sea and visit a flower garden? Well, Pitaya would not mind fighting a certain mortal again and enjoying the sights with you – even if that is not their thing. They like seeing you genuinely happy. You can also just ride on their back in their dragon form and see the world from above, too.

🔴 Jealous… The Red Dragon is jealous. Too jealous. Well, they score second highest since it takes a special type of being to always keep an eye on their mate and hoard them away. Pitaya trusts you – do not get them wrong. Your promise to be their mate sealed their trust in you. Other mortals? They have observed far too many disgusting behaviours in their centuries. So… They basically want to be at your side any time you go to a mortal settlement. Yes, you can defend yourself – but what if a situation arises where you cannot? Pitaya despises the looks of any interested party. You are theirs – you bare their mark! Anyone actually trying anything may want to flee. Fire is dangerous, and Pitaya is ready to burn them for their transgressions.

🔴 Domestic moments are few and far in between. The idea of just… living together like that is not overly appealing for the dragon. But… They do find whatever mortal rituals you attend to fascinating. Cooking for them…? It is dearly enjoyed. A display of your affection, and so delicious at that – Pitaya is overjoyed. Though, perhaps, the most domestic moments come after a certain egg hatches. Snapdragon makes Pitaya quite a bit softer and seeing you care for the hatchling… Their arms come around your waist as they praise you. It is a special sight to them.

🔴 Any and every praise of their form goes right to their head. They adore being in it around you when the situation allows. You are so fragile and weak in the end it comparison, but you allowed their protection and respect. Rest yourself against their side and indulge in their warmth. Nothing shall hurt you. The sight of you sleeping in such a state is burned into their mind forever. And, of course, you are free to ride them wherever and whenever. It is a little convenient having basically an aeroplane to get around the various realms of the land.

🔴 The relationship you share with Pitaya is quite a strong and passionate one – you earned their respect in combat, and now they will repay you by allowing you the ultimate position. They still expect you to keep your skills sharp – being their mate does not mean being above sparring with them. You are their favourite one to battle, in fact. But, you are allowed their protection and whatever you may desire in exchange. The Red Dragon will shower you in whatever you want. Just… expect to babysit a hatchling and brawl with Pitaya regularly.

[leggerefiore]

Do you know about Ananas costume Rahing Calamity? It's implied through the costume someone (implied the dragons) attacked their island and inhabitants and they couldn't protect them turning into a grieving mess and most of their sullen lines is about how everything hurts losing everything not even the power or riches but their found home and people there's even another character describing Ananas as having a bigger/brighter heart then they let on idk where I'm going with this other than angst is very good and the idea of them going scorched earth if their partner was threatened or perished and they couldn't do anything 👌

cw: angst, short drabble, character death, no comfort

Their mate is truly their most precious treasure – their island and inhabitants second. Granted, it is a lot closer in status than they would like to admit. Naturally, they enjoyed observing the mortals until their protection and living amongst their island. It was oddly comforting, watching them enjoy their lives. Ananas enjoyed their endless praise and offerings just as much. Pineapple Island was their precious territory, and anything on it enjoyed the same respect. You, of course, were their mate.

You lived on their island in what they hoped was nothing but happiness. Your smile and joy warmed their heart like no other. The feeling of your body pressed to theirs… They could live in such a state for an eternity. And… the Golden Dragon would have.

All their treasures under their protection…

To have such a thing ripped from them was the most painful experience that they had ever experienced.

Find their mate – their precious mate! A once in a lifetime and eternal thing for dragons… A mate was the most precious and adored treasure a dragon could have. Something they would die to protect – Something they would kill to protect. They were gone. Nothing remained. Ananas could only scream out in pain. Their island, their mortals, and their mate! Nothing remained!

Why…?

Why…?!

The sea around them trembled as the earth far beneath it shifted at their call.

Ananas was beyond returning.

This world could rot.

Their memories… their dreams… Oh, how sleeping left them mortified.

You laid in their arms, listening to their heartbeat. Your warmth… They stroked your hair and enjoyed your more fragile form. Adorable… That was all they could think. You were utterly adorable. None other could be their mate… Ananas only desired you.

They always awoke in tears.

[leggerefiore]

I've been so nervous to ask but I don't think anyone else is going to so I'm steeling myself to ask for general dating headcanons for Lotus please and thank you

am I scary....

🪷Lotus Dragon Cookie General Romance HCs🌊

cw: fluff, dragon

🔵 Mates… Lotus pondered finding one for many years, but it just seemed not to something that would happen. Being what must have been the last of the flower dragons had been enough pressure on their shoulders to continue their species' survival. The Blue Dragon wondered just who out there could possibly even begin to meet their standards. Of course, who but an outsider would? A traveller, someone who stumbled into their lands and were granted an opportunity by their denizens to participate in the Wish Festival. Their wish had come to the dragon, who pondered it.

🔵 It was interesting enough to have you called to the palace to face the dragon. They eyed you up and down curiously. It was obvious that you were from a far-off land. Just how had you heard of this place? Lotus would not oppose more offerings of energy should things spread, but… You seemed oddly serene to the dragon. Something about your wish made you interesting... They asked you to regale them with stories of your homeland and wherever else you may have gone. In the end, you are chosen by the Blue Dragon. They would not let something so precious slip away.

🔵 PDA is commonplace. Servants often see you with your head laid in Lotus's lap. Their hand gently combed through your hair while they hummed to you. Otherwise, you have been spied sitting in their lap, head laid on their shoulder. It was the image of tranquillity to the servants. Lotus sees no point in hiding their affection. You are their mate. Being close to you is only natural – They have little interest in hiding their affection. Besides, if you get a little flustered, your expression is simply adorable. You returning their affection is appreciated. Your fingers curling through their hair or pressing a tender kiss to their lips… how sweet.

🔵 When you are alone, they are far more impassioned. Arms circle around your waist as they bury their face into your nape. A gentle floral scent emits from them. Kisses are trail up and down your neck before they sweetly bite down. A mark of such beauty – A mark of their claim. You are expected to keep such a thing forever. Their tail coils around you, their cool flesh a contrast to your warm own. There is nothing they enjoy more than these fleeting moments alone.

🔵 In return, you may take as you please. Kiss them to your heart's content. Their hands will gently come to cup your face. To have found such a willing and wonderful mate… Lotus would allow you truly any wish you desire. Embrace them and listen to their gentle heartbeat. If you should attempt to make them as they have you, expect to hear a chuckle and feel their hands hold you to them. Do try. They would love to bear clear evidence of your presence.

🔵 Dates? They do not like to leave their palace, but if you insist on it… Would a walk across the bridge to their palace satisfy you? They will walk with you and appreciate the beauty of it all. On-lookers see the blue dragon at the side of you and are quite awestruck. A walk in the town…? Ah, well… They relent, but in a disguise. Too much attention could prove annoying, especially when trying to enjoy their time alone with you. Somehow, you enjoy a picnic together among the hydrangeas.

🔵 Jealous? Perhaps a bit. Lotus is not so foolhardy as those of their kin. You are loyal – of that, they hold no doubt. And their denizens? None of them would wish to provoke their benevolent wish granter by attempting to abscond with their mate. Any outsiders…? Lotus will simply wash them away. It will not be taken well to step into their territory and fraternise with their mate. But, really, there is otherwise no concern. The least jealous of all the dragons.

🔵 Domestic moments can almost be considered commonplace. You both live together in their palace, after all. Sharing meals is frequent alongside a room. Though, perhaps the sweetest of them is when you bathe with the dragon. Being in their natural element is deeply important. Lotus float around the spring as they enjoy helping you clean yourself – of course, they expect the same in return. Any moulted scales are deeply appreciated. It feels like a time reserved truly just for you both.

🔵 Their true form… Seeing you gasp at their beauty and praise them. Lotus feels the strangest joy they ever have. Pressing a kiss to their gem, you can only gaze at them. You may ride on their back across the water, allowing an intimate moment for you both. Many discussions are had and enjoyed... They love the feeling of you against them. Nothing can hurt you – not with their protection. Your days will be filled with serenity and joy. They will make certain of it.

🔵 The relationship shared is mostly one of a silent understanding and peace towards one another. You entertain the dragon like no other, destroying their boredom and allowing joy. But… you are certainly not allowed to leave their territory. Everything you could ever desire shall be given to you at the price of remaining at the Blue Dragon's side. Simply expect to spend most of your time with them in a silent understanding whilst their mandolin is played.