#dragonqucst

[grellsaw]

“ while bassie may have that mangy, yet rather handsome, scoundrel of a demon hound, I for one have acquired a beast so exotic, said hound pales in comparison to this one’s breathtaking beauty. behold ! ”

lifts up a terrier-sized melon dragon.

[silentime]

@dragonqucst cont. (w/Heatwave)

Sarah raised her brows, surprise that the mighty creature could speak. With the very few fairytales she read when she was a child - she never thought that dragons had the ability to talk. But she would jump back - startled when his wings spread out, slowly she would relax. She felt bad, she would get easily startled over the smallest things.

Gently she would clap her hands, along with a soft giggle. And slowly she would approach him, her right hand reached over and rested on his snout, gently rubbing. His scales were smooth, yet felt a bit funny, causing her to laugh softly. This truly was incredible.

[rewithea]

there was something so much less intimidating about animals, as opposed to people. let it be the stray cats or wild animals she liked to watch. she was even getting better at watching the birds. she liked their songs, more than looking at their beaks...but it was getting better.

eri didn't shy away in her reaction anymore than she did with most people. instead she just stood there, looking up at the dragon. she remembered stories, she remembered...before her mother thought she was cursed, her being called a unicorn. the little unicorn with so much magic, but without knowing what to do with it. she still...wasn't sure if she completely knew...! but that was okay! because she had friends that could help her!

" h-hi...! are you...d-do you want to be my friend? "

have an eri @dragonqucst

[puzzledmemories]

@dragonqucst asked: “Happy Father’s Day, papa!” Frostbite drops a fish, frozen in a cube of ice, at Ryou’s feet. // frostbite to ryou

Ryou bent down to examine the fish. He had no idea what to do with a fish in an ice cube, admittedly. A present was still a present, though, and Ryou loved it all the same.

He'd never gotten a Father's Day present before! This was exciting!

"Thank you, Frostbite!" Ryou reached out to pet Frostbite.

[truly-quirkless]

"Wh- no.- No! No..." Yagi had been a second too late on figuring out what the dragon was saying- his worry instantly shooting up as he realized what Patches had been about to do.

"...we do not eat trash,...." God. Alright- he was going to have to be careful with Patches. He was just grateful Vira had the presence of mind to ward him off from the disgusting feast. He wiped the rest of the blood from his mouth- trying to relax his racing heart. Speaking dragons. That already understood things like 'food' and 'not food'. Had he been hit by a hallucination Quirk or something?

But one glance to Fin picking up Vira was all it took- alongside a small pat on Patches' head- to assure him that this was, in fact, real.

"...don't eat garbage, alright?...I promise, I'll get you some tasty food...but it's not that." He nodded his head to the mess, before bothering even attempting to stand. Yagi had gotten used to some strange sights in his time as a Hero, but...this was definitely taking the cake.

"Don't worry, we're gonna take you somewhere y'can eat..." Fin couldn't help but agree with the sentiment towards the staring man- though they hadn't the heart to ward him off. When it came to those around them...Fin would be the first in line to voice their complaints. When it came to themself...their own concerns were shoved as deep-down as Fin could get them.

The weight of Vira in their arms was rather nice. She wasn't too heavy, though Fin was sure she'd grow bigger with time. They chuckled softly- resisting the urge to rub their head against Vira's. They began to walk- feeling Yagi walking close alongside them- and spotting Patches out of their periphery, walking on his own four paws.- Were they paws? Claws?....thingies?

"...I understand not bein' happy, but you can't just hiss at people, Vira...y'gotta have a good reason." The four's walk was met with a rather wide berth- every person who spotted the four quietly shifting around them, not even daring to come near the beasts of legend and myth. The walk to the store was accompanied by more than a handful of stares...there was no way Fin and Yagi could keep this under wraps. Fin wasn't looking forward to the chewing-out they'd be getting from Endeavor over this.

"I'm guessing you two eat meat..." The words were murmured as the four stepped into a store- instantly garnering more stares. Yagi was accustomed to it- but he could feel Fin gradually growing more and more nervous. It wasn't hard to spot that they were holding Vira close, like they were trying to shield the small dragonet with their body- regardless of if the looks affected Vira or not. "...and you're still small, so..."

He put a hand on Fin's shoulder, guiding all of them towards the deli counter.

"...which of these do you two think look good?...no hopping over the counter, or touching the glass, though...just- point, if you can?..." Would the two even understand something that complex? They were barely a few minutes old...

while the two humans took a moment to take in the utter absurdity that was a small, talking dragon, patches took a moment to survey his surroundings. he glanced back up at yagi for a moment, then pawed curiously at a garbage bag that his egg had been leaning against before his hatching.

his blunt claws tore a small opening in the side, spilling out the rotting contents, and while they did not smell nice, patches sniffed at it and cocked his head. "food?"

thank goodness for vira, who apparently had the braincells of the two. flapping her four wings, she hissed and forced her new, adopted sibling away from the trash. "not food!" she squawked, revealing that she too possessed an ability to speak.

so this wasn't a unique thing to dragons it seemed.

patches whined at the other dragonet's aggressive stance, padding back up to where the great hero was once again, sitting back on his haunches and reaching up with stumpy forelegs. "patches will follow!"

vira approached finny, tilting her head at the words and extension of arms. but she seemed to have full trust in the human she had imprinted on, flapping her little wings to hop right into those waiting hands as if she belonged there.

"ride." she agreed with the nod of her head, though she did let out a snake-like hiss at a man who was staring a bit too long; and quickly hurried on his way. "i would like to ride. and eat."

[thunderfcry]

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[novella-writers]

Hello!!!

My name is Anubis and I’m about to turn 25 in a month. I live in eastern standard time and go by she/her pronouns. I am a literate-to advanced literate-novella third person writer with over 10 years of experience on both discord and tumblr.

I am looking for roleplays to scratch a very specific itch— I’ve been reading the Temeraire series and I’m looking for two different things: historical plots with OCs (civil war, pirates, Victorian times, ect) where dragons are a part of human life. I will be playing the dragon.

The other thing I would be interested in, is if you have a preference to play a canon muse from any media (I don’t even have to have seen it), I will generate a unique dragon partner just for them for a grand adventure out muses can go on.

My dragons are sentient and sapient, capable of speech, and form strong bonds with their humans. I will NOT ship my dragons romantically with any humans. Only other dragons or mythical beasts.

So, if you have a canon character that wants a fantasy splash in their life, or want to make an oc with me, please interact with this post and I’ll message you. Or you can find me at @dragonqucst or my discord: beast0flegend.

Hope to write with you all soon!

Like/message if interested!

[puzzledmemories]

there is an egg before him. whiter than the snow, smoother than anything, as large as two whole footballs.

and it's hatching.

-@dragonqucst // a child for ryou

Ryou bent down to take a closer look. "Oh, what do we have here?"

[dragonqucst]

@dragonqucst

an indie, private and mutuals only dragon rp experience // hatched by anubis // please read about before interacting 🐉

[thunderfcry]

// time to get some commissions of vortex and nirah, and maybe even jade and patches for @/dragonqucst

[dragonqucst]

about draginqucst

dragonqucst is a unique sort of blog i made that is heavily inspired by the temeraire series by naomi novik. you do not have to have read the novels to interact with me as i’m doing my own thing here.

about the universe

my main universe is set in a universe where dragons exist alongside man. when a human reaches a certain age, they are usually gifted a dragon egg that will hatch their partner for life. they can train their dragon for various things depending on the breed and bloodline they get— a body guard for a royal, an aerial warrior, or even a villain’s stolen egg to cause chaos.

i am more than content to have it so a dragon egg (or a dragon themselves) ends up in your muse’s verse if you’re a canon character by accident through some crazy warping shenanigans as well, and that can be discussed through plotting dms.

about my dragons

no dragon is alike. different appearances, powers, wings, breeds and bloodlines all create different dragons. your muse will get a randomly created dragon that i will create— a unique partner just for them to grow and train! they can also speak whatever language they are raised in and are very articulate.

⚠️ i will leave this as a wip for now and add more as i see fit⚠️

[uravityxo]

Uraraka was just.. wandering around the warm, sunny streets with boba in one hand, slurping her drink not so silently to herself. The day had been pretty uneventful, besides the girl helping out some elderly lady cross the road (it's what a hero would do!)- nothing of note had happened.

Well.. that was until she heard some voice shout out about catching someone- must be a villain? 'Hey.. I could.. I could be a hero- wait no! I can't use my quirk in public...' Uraraka's mind raced as she though about how to help. Sure- she was training to be a hero, but she hadn't passed the provisional hero license exam yet. So instead she readied herself up and she mentally prepared herself for an unexpected workout.. a run!

Maybe she was being slightly cheeky, surely no one would notice her using her quirk to lighten her clothes in hope that she'd run faster? (The same trick she used during her first day at UA!). Either way, Uraraka picked up the pace as she made her way to the source of the noise. As she turned a corner, Uraraka let out a loud 'OUMPH!', she felt as though she had walked into a brick wall when she noticed two things. The first thing being some random man on the ground (including herself, yet the pain of falling over hadn't entirely kicked in yet) and the other being.. a shaking egg? A... Pink egg?

"Huh.. that's one weird looking egg. I wouldn't eat that..."

Whilst one minute she was.. cracking a joke about the egg, the next she was being thanked by an out of breath police officer for 'catching the villain'- albeit unintentionally, yet she still accepted the praise. After a bit of questioning the officer took the ego bruised villain in handcuffs before leaving Uraraka and the shaking egg alone together. "Sir! You forgot the egg- oh nevermind. He's gone!"

So, of course, with Uraraka being the curious cat she was- her hand reached out slowly with a bit of caution towards the egg. The tip of her middle finger only just managed to brush the shell of the egg. Another shake caused her to jump away as she let out another help- truly confused. "That's unusual..."

@uravityxo

the egg didn't belong here. but the master wanted it, so it would remain in this world. the concept was still staggering to the simple henchman- a world parallel to our own, and not that unlike it.

save for one...sizable difference.

the thief cast their gaze down at the small pink egg in their hands, dappled with spots of cyan and seafoam. it was beautiful enough to look at, that was for sure, but they could only wonder what the beast gestating inside would look like.

"hey! you there-"

the voice rung out in the darkness of the alleyway. a policeman had spotted them. they broke out into a sprint, running as fast as they could.

"stop them! someone stop that person!"

the egg shifted in their grip, pulsing weakly with a new life. it was about to hatch.

[puzzledmemories]

Rua gasped as he ran up to Winderider. "Hi! My name's Rua! Can we be friends?"

@puzzledmemories happy birthday rua! here's your own dragon! her name is windrider!

[akumanomorii]

Somehow, he wondered what Finnian brought to the garden this time. Or if it was one of Sebastian's other silly antics to pull his leg.

However, it appeared to be some sort of rare rock-- or with the cracking of the inner shell, an egg.

The curious young lord would take a step back as he watched cautiously.

@akumanomorii

it isn't supposed to be here.

it is from a place far away, a place that wasn't supposed to mingle with the place it is now.

an egg, the size of a small cat, with a smooth blue shell and swirling green patterns. it rests at the edge of the garden of a manor, though no one knows for sure how it got there.

a small crack begins to form on its surface.

[puzzledmemories]

Ryou smiled as he watched the newly born creature. "Oh, a dragon... And you have an icy breath, too!" He held a hand out towards it. "My name's Ryou. It's nice to meet you!"

@puzzledmemories cont.

a silver head poked out from the now broken egg, a piece of eggshell resting on its snout.

the youngling was covered in white and silver scales, beady violet eyes staring up at ryou with interest. they were a quadruped with large, seven digit wings that seemed to be decorated in markings that began glow under a certain light.

the dragonet hissed softly, but not out of hostility, an icy breath fogging up the air in front of it.

he stared up at ryou, slick in embryonic fluid, curious. "rrerp?"

[truly-quirkless]

It was weird. So immensely weird. Yagi felt a strange sensation in his chest as he pet the dragon a few moments more- as if there was some piece of him missing, to a similar degree as when he first met Fin- but of a different nature. He blinked, his eyes flashing with the embers of his power for a few moments. This dragon...Patches...was his ally. His strange little son, that he wanted nothing more than to nurture and protect- to see standing tall, someday...

Fin was feeling a similar oddness- sure, they were really into dragons- probably knew more than a sane person should, but...there was something different about the small one nipping at their pants. They chuckled, gently trying to keep the dragonet from nomming on their clothes.

"Ey, ey...careful, missy." They laughed quietly. Fin had never really known the affection of family- their own had been a torturous one,...and while they felt a certain kindness towards the kids at 1-A, this was...different. Like looking at something precious as a glass sculpture, or a child with so much innocence, looking for guidance.

Yagi was already shocked enough by the dragons' mere existence- but hearing Patches speak caused a small coughing fit. He shot his hand over his mouth, feeling the splatter of blood for a few moments as his mind caught up with what he'd just heard. Japanese? But these little ones just hatched-?...was it magic?

"...alright...I'll get you some food on the way back home-" why did he already view the dragon as a fixture in his life?- "--but you need to follow...and try not to make too big of a scene, alright Patches?"

"...if they're both hungry...maybe we should go to the supermarket?...do you---what do you eat?" Their attention flicked down to Vira. "...I'm guessing meat...?" How much would even work?- But the four couldn't stick around- the stares were growing more intense. "...we should start walking there, now...um...how do you feel about a little ride, Vira?" Fin wasn't totally sure what they were doing- but they still opened their arms, careful to keep their drink balanced.

the black and white dragon- patches -blinked his sapphire eyes as the man's hand reached down to caress his snout, causing the cerulean orbs to close in contentment. a soft, rumbling purr began to vibrate through the young fire breather's throat, clearly pleased at the affection he was receiving.

it was strange. he had just been born and yet he knew, just knew, this was his person. the one he was supposed to protect and be with until his end of days.

vira, on the other hand, huffed softly, lifting up her head at the chin scratches--- oh, those were nice.

the wyvern let out a delighted chitter, pulling away to hop around fin's feet, occasionally tugging at her pant leg with her talons or her maw. she liked this thing. this big, two legged thing that was petting her and speaking in such a soothing manner.

she gazed at the other dragon, black and white, nothing like her and yet--- something inside her knew that was her brother. they were not of the same clutch, and yet the young dragonet knew deep inside herself that he was one of her kin.

patches flicked his tail, looking from vira to yagi and tittered softly.

and then he spoke.

soft, quiet, young.

"i'm hungry."