#dragon style parenting

[caissa-scribbles]

Restlessly, Gajeel ran his fingers over the ground. Deep down in the rock he could feel traces of ore, but it was more a whisper than a call. Aluminium, probably. Or nickel.

He sighed. It had been ages since he had last eaten raw iron, unsmelted, freshly broken from the intestines of the earth. A taste that evoked memories from a time when things had been easy and full of wonder. His thoughts digressed...

"C'mon, eat already. Yer crammin' down all kinds of stuff all the time."

The boy weighs the grey-black lump in his scratched hand, pulling a face.

"You can't eat rocks."

With an indignant snorting, the dragon gives the boy a mighty slap on the back of his head, thus making him tip forward, lengthways into the dust.

"Moron! Tha's not a rock, it's hematite. Iron ore. Eat."

The kid gets back up, defiantly crossing his arms but without letting go of the rock.

"But you can't eat iron either!"

"Yes, we can, you and I. 'S nothin' better. Now, try!"

To prove his point, the dragon bites a clashing hole into the rock wall, which is covered in reddish brown sediment, and crunches the ore with delight. The rumbling and tumbling from his mouth sounds like a debris avalanche thundering down the slope towards them, but the boy is not afraid.

He turns the nugget to and fro. Eating dirt is something he doesn't mind. The villagers' wastes were always dirty. And sometimes, when his hunger had been unbearable and there had been nothing edible to be found, he had chewed on leaves and twigs from the forest floor or nibbled on tree barks like a deer.

Now there is always plenty of food. Real food. The dragon takes care of that.

Doubtfully, he lifts the lump and sinks his teeth into it.

The raw ore crunches in his mouth like sand, the brittle crumbs scratch his tongue.

But it tastes good. Warm and bloody and sweet like the meat of a freshly killed animal.

Never in his life has he eaten something so amazing.

He craves more.

More.

Greedily, he wolfs down the pieces of ore the chuckling dragon keeps knocking out of the rock wall for him, chews and gulps, gulps an chews as if he were starving.

Small chips tear open his palate and throat. His stomach burns, but he can't stop eating. Rusty saliva is dripping from the corners of his mouth.

And then the iron starts to sing in his veins. The force within him, which he can now call all by himself, shouts its jubilant response as if it had already waited for the iron to come. Magic, the dragon said, not some devilish power. It bubbles up like a geyser, roars through his blood like a waterfall until he's all dizzy.

The skin on his bare arms begins to prickle as iron scales burst out from it. His legs, his face, his ribcage under the ragged tunic. Everything turns into iron. But not cold and rigid. Flexible and warm and hard like the dragon's hide, the dragon who is so strong and invulnerable.

He wonders, might he be as strong as the dragon now, too?

He grabs the nearest chunk of hematite with both hands and breaks it apart as easily as if it were but a piece of bread. The boy beams all over his face.

Next to him, the dragon bursts out into a booming laughter until little pieces of gravel drizzle down the rock wall, a garnet ember sparkling in his dark eyes. His huge paw slams the boy against his armoured chest, but this time, the tough hug hardly hurts.

"Hah! Tha's my brat!"

And suddenly the boy understands: the dragon is proud of him. For the first time in his life, somebody is proud of him.

Now he wants to eat even more iron.

[lunamond]

Honestly, the biggest downfall in the writing of Hotd is that the writers seem barely aware of the actual politics behind the Dance other than the misogyny.

And even that they only touch on in the most surface level way completely divorced from the context of the actual feudal system it exists in.

[lafaiette]

Gods I feel you I'm only 10 hours in after having received the game as a gift and I REALLY try to like it but it just ... doesn't feel like Dragon Age. Characters know stuff they shouldn't know about, the game keeps talking down to me, nothing I did in the previous games mattered, the tone is completely different, the mature storytelling of the previous games seems to be missing so far & what I heard so far of how the lore and the characters from previous games have been handled is honestly the worst part and breaks my heart. idk even if i wanna finish the game at this point anymore, I'm just kinda ... sad.

I'm so sad and disappointed, too, I remember our conversations, fics, and headcanons about DA! We were so excited and happy, because Inquisition, DA2, and DAO were genuinely well-made and aimed at pleasing the fans, despite their faults.

DATV is a good action game, no doubt about that. The combat is fun, there is a lot to explore and discover, and many locations are beautiful, even though some are terrible to navigate (Dock Town's structure makes no sense). But that's it - it's a good action game with the name "Dragon Age" pasted on it. It doesn't feel like it's part of the series, it constantly treats the player like an idiot, some references to past games and characters are literally hidden in the brief descriptions of the mementos, and there is even a Glossary to make sure the new players don't get frustrated.

Everything is safe and aseptic, cleaned of every deep piece of lore that could have scared new fans into buying or continuing the game. Even the banters lack the depth of the previous games.

A good game company should lure new players in not by rejecting their past entries, but by making them look even more interesting with their sequels.

Bioware wasn't afraid of offering piece of lore after piece of lore in Inquisition - it was a game set in a precise moment, whose prologue was directly tied to the events of the previous game, and new players had to accept this if they decided to buy it and play it. If they liked that premise, all that information and those details, then they were more than welcome - they were encouraged! - to go back, try the older games, and see how it had all started. It was a game made for the fans the company had already managed to win over, not for possible fans who may or may not bring new money in.

In DATV the new players can jump right in after quickly learning who Solas is and what he's trying to do, and old fans are left with an empty shell, with minor references that are supposed to make us feel happy and accomplished peppered here and there, while all our past choices and our favorite characters are forgotten or brought back with a terrible case of amnesia. It's lazy, infuriating, and very sad, and it smells of reboot, because the new devs probably realized they couldn't keep up with the amount of lore and choices the series contain, and they needed to start anew.

[haharuspex]

asher izenburg :) he's a npc from the dnd campaign i'm currently in and. well. dare i say i like him very very much

[cjbolan]

Unpopular Opinion: Alicent Hightower is an abusive parent.

[peridot-tears]

I think a lot of people miss the point of Alicent Hightower's parenting methods. It's toxic and awful, but she was raised to social climb no matter the cost. For her, love is control and steering her kids on the right path even if they don't want it. They're in a precarious position where their family painstakingly reached the status and power they have now, but a misstep could spell death and suffering for all of them.

Rhaenyra, on the other hand, was born into a dynasty where their place on the throne had long been secured. And her father was able to raise her with a secure attachment to him.

Watching House of the Dragon as an immigrants' kid, I recognize Alicent's actions as the ultimate parental love. But apropros to nothing, I also don't talk to my mother anymore.

[synchodai]

I was worried they would make Aegon II a recycled Joffrey but I'm glad they didn't! They're both failsons desperate for dad's approval but Joffrey obviously had money thrown at him to make him shut up while Aegon just got told to shut up.

[nexus-nebulae]

found my ancient mp3 player recently. finally found a charger for it and plugged it in. and remembered i found a yt playlist of the whole httyd movie chopped up into like 20 videos and i downloaded the mp3s of all of them to listen to on the school bus. which is why i can effortlessly quote the whole first movie now

[todayisafridaynight]

I completely agree! I'm glad you don't mind at least, but of course, it's totally natural to be predisposed to liking what you end up liking. I think that's gonna happen no matter what and it's not something that ever needs to be suppressed. There are very obvious patterns in my favorite characters and pairings for a reason lol

Same! I'm very selective as well, so a fic that stands out that much is always gonna be one for the books. I'm thrilled the language barrier didn't get in the way. The scene at the park GETS ME like the way Jo just knows that it's gonna eat away at Masato and does his best to accommodate instead of dragging him straight home like bro😭😭

I've always wanted to know what differs in Jo's and Arakawa's "parenting styles" that made Masato have such a clear "favorite," and maybe it's things like that that build up. ALSO AGREE on the drama theme in Confession, there's a bit of that in Y7 as-is so it was a great choice to hone in on and highlight it.

I knew you'd say that haha, but I think my subconscious simply understands that if I'd trust anyone with AraSawa, it's you. Also no worries, I genuinely wasn't even expecting a reply until you got home, godspeed lol--super excited to see what you come up with, and I hope you enjoyed your trip + the sushi!

Of course! Nothing wrong with liking what you end up liking. I only worry about it so I don't miss out on good things just because I'm not familiar with it or it's something new- trying to be open minded and ready to try different things and all :]

YEAHYEAH it especially felt great since like. Jo seeing Masato cry about not being able to walk was of course what got him back into his life, so it was nice to loop back to that and instead of Jo not being able to do anything like the first time, he go to be there for him now ;;

On the topic of parenting styles though, I'm genuinely surprised I haven't let slip any of my personal notes about how they parent Masato- or at least how I've speculated they parent him (of course we see how Masumi takes care of him more, so the 'speculation' part more so lies on Jo's end since obviously we didn't get to see it as explicitly). I actually thought of writing up a post about their parenting styles, but I thought I'd be repeating a lot of points we went over uu;;

Even if I might not ever write a fic, I'm glad that I've gotten the mark of approval for AraSawa interpretations (I guess my silly comics are the closest to written fics huh lmao)!

[latinokaeya-moving]

the entitled ownership parents often feel over their child’s body is interesting to me but specifically in the way it can often contradict itself or betray their own morals/biases. like i think abt the fact that my mother To This Day hates me talking abt doing anything at all to my hair and consistently says i ruined it in comparison to the way it used to look like when i was a child and didn’t ‘let me’ get it cut short until i basically just went n did it myself without her permission (a week before my quinceañera, and she Fumes about it to this day bc ‘why couldn’t have i waited until after at least’, lmao) and like how this all very obviously ties into Something to do with gender (and probably sexuality since i came out to her as a preteen) here. and yet she was fine with me getting a tattoo at like 15, Paid for it and took me to an artist to get it done lol. i talk abt it a lot but the skewed priorities here have always been sooo weird to me 😭

[lotus-duckies]

(sorry don't have tumblr but love your Nezha posts) I don't know the context with Ji Fa but I think Nezha might have put his hair in his mouth to prevent it being cut when he slit his throat? Cutting your hair is a great sin in traditional chinese culture because your parents gave you it and returning that gift was Nezha's whole thing in that scene.

[The context with Ji Fa was he was going to be executed and he would have failed to fulfill his father's wishes to free the people from the king]

That's what I thought too! But like. Nezha didn't keep his hair in his mouth when he actually slit his throat which made me hesitate, unlike Ji Fa who did keep his hair in his mouth even though he doesn't die. (cutting hair is also a punishment for criminals, and I can't not picture the situation like "Ji Fa refusing to give them the honor of harming his father's gift")

I think the intent was there (not wanting to cut his hair) but the execution was slightly off since the slitting does feel weirdly delayed since he. took the time. to then talk to his dad and Ao Guang. Maybe nezha has adhd and just forgot what he was doing, i do that all the time

[caissa-scribbles]

Metalicana: Do you remember when I taught you to swim in that lake?

Gajeel: Taught me?!?! You tossed me into the water without a warning! I almost drowned!

Metalicana (proudly): Yeah, you learned really quickly. And you got clean, for a change.

[misano17]

do I start lore dropping about the fire emblem goofy yah fan project thing I’m doing?

it’s literally a fake fire emblem game isekai transmigration thing with all OC’s and it’s own world that’s just inspired by fire emblem. I just also happen to be making up mechanics and maps and shit for it. I have a bunch of art of it that I haven’t posted on here and concepts so I’m thinking about making a big post once I have a bunch more.

[diminuel]

That's your stinky child too now, Dragon~

You can read the first part of this comic here.

As always, apologies for style inconsistencies I just never draw anyone looking the same *lol*

(I'm also not sure how I want to draw Crocodile >w< So I'm just saying that he's not sure yet either what to do. Does he need to be someone else to put as much distance between the pirate and the parent? But Dragon isn't doing that, so does he? Etc etc.)

[first-and-last-neocount]

I see that Claudia attends the ‘gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss’ school of sibling relations. 

[theroyalyandere]

request: So what I am thinking about is Yandere prince× reader who is tge daughter of a merchant and his childhood bestie. They have a 5 year gap and when she turned 20,she was getting engaged. So he level ups lol. Its ok if you wanna write it in headcanon style or fiction style I just want to read a royal au (I am a sucker for it.) Can I please ask it to be a little longer your emperor one was really good so it being small had really made me thirsty 🤒 and can you make it 18+ I mean yk 👀, obviously if you are comfortable. Thanks for reading all of my ramblings.

thank you for the request! :D

yandere!prince x merchant's daughter!reader (smutty 18+)

your father is a wealthy merchant close to the king and it makes sense that when you were born, you were presented at the court by the royal family's presence.

when yandere!prince first saw you he adored how a lovely baby you were and was eager to hold you. he treated you like a baby sister due to him being an only child.

you spent your childhood being at the palace mostly by the young prince's side with how compatible the both of you are.

even as a child he's very possessive of you, he does not want any children being at your proximity or anyone getting your attention away from him.

being the prince he is, you always follow his orders and in return spoiled by him.

a few years later, his platonic affections turned into romantic ones as he saw you blossom into a fine young woman.

he grew into a great prince while you were known to be the gentle and sweet girl always be his side.

he was 25 and you were 20.

he started to treat you like a lover would and it baffles you.

you tried to turn him down but he became even more affectionate when you ignore him.

you can't deny how handsome and charming he is that is making you grow flustered every minute you spend time with him.

he's known to being a gentleman when it comes to treating ladies with respect mostly showing them to you.

he's similar to how a dragon would hoard his treasure.

you're his happiness and he wouldn't want anyone or anything to take you away from him.

he treated you so well he doesn't even look at the other girls that were offered to him.

he isolates you from everyone else to the point his parents and your parents became concerned with the way he always hover around you.

when he found out your father engaged you to another noble he was angry.

you are his to claim and his to love and because of that he made a plan.

first he took you out like usual and then to the garden where you confided about your betrothal.

he feels his irritation rising with every word coming out of your mouth.

you told him that you heard some of the other girls how they got their virginity taken

which sparked your curiosity and made him grow even more hopeful on making his plan into action.

so he offered to teach you how to kiss and please a man.

you were quite reluctant but you were determined to be experienced so you agreed.

his first lesson was kissing.

at that moment he took your first kiss at the garden, he was extremely handsome and although you thought of him as an older brother with him being the only boy you spend your time with.

your kisses were clumsy but he taught you how to move you lips and tongue in accordance with his.

his kisses slowly became passionate and you have to stop him before your heart flies out of your chest.

you pull away from him breathlessly.

he chuckles at how you already look like a mess but you couldn't deny how it made you want for more.

so you pulled him close and told him to shut up and continue.

he smirks before diving back into kissing your soft lips.

he became even hungry and he also wanted more.

you couldn't forget the moment how he took you to his chambers where he undressed you and caressed your skin.

the way he gropes your body like he owns you.

he sucks deep harsh marks all over your skin and his hands roaming to appreciate your beauty. his sole focus was on you.

you whine at the marks he leaves your skin but he insists that its part of love making.

he looked at you with lust and passion behind his eyes his lips wet from the passionate kiss you both had shared.

he lovingly laid you down on his bed and took down his clothes revealing his glorious body.

he looked down at you as if you're the only treasure and the most beautiful thing on the world.

his intensity made you shy away making you hide your face into the sheets while you weakly slam your hand onto his chest.

he chuckles and he only kisses your cheek sweetly making you even more flustered so you told him to hurry up.

"my my~ so impatient."

he prepares you by spreading your pussy with his mouth and fingers, eating you out like a dessert.

you can't help but arch your body as he coaxes sounds out of you.

your body is only his to control and pleasure and you love every moment of it.

when you came on his tongue and came back up with him licking your wetness from his fingers.

you clench your thighs at the sight and this goes noticed by him.

"ready my dear?"

you nod and he slowly pushes into your wet untainted cavern.

the prince claimed you as his the moment his hard cock penetrated your wet pussy.

the moment he entered you he went feral at the feeling of your pussy enveloping his member.

he takes it slow until the pain subsides and the completely destroys you.

"fuck~ you take me so well my darling~"

he keeps pounding into you that you almost couldn't breathe.

your beloved prince doesn't dare to leave your pussy with the way it's clamping down on his cock.

he keeps fucking you until you orgasm intensely and he spills his hot load into your womb.

you immediately fall asleep after but he pulls out to watch cum leak out of your cunt.

he kisses your forehead whispering you did well and cleaned you up before cuddling you.

after that he was determined to cut off your engagement so he studied hard to the point of neglecting you but he apologized by sending gifts to your way.

with his harsh presence gone you saw how people gravitate to you and you became popular for who you are.

but you also noticed how some of the closest ones to you disappeared

you also met your future fiancé but in the back of your mind was your beloved prince.

time passes, days before your wedding the king suddenly fell dead and the prince was immediately coronated as king.

you watch him look at you within the crowd as he was hailed as the new king of the kingdom.

at the day of your wedding he was invited as an honored guest.

he watched your every movement and you felt his eyes staring holes at you.

he smiled for your sake but on the inside his anger is bubbling up especially the way your fiance now husband kissed you. he clenched his fist and clapped along everyone else, oblivious to the plan he was brewing.

at the reception, everyone was happy until your husband suddenly falls dead infront of you causing chaos.

the feast then became a funeral with the prince consoling you.

the next day, he offered to engage you to him infront of everyone even your parents.

your answer shall determine your fate.

A/n: the ending is kinda meh but I hope you like this!