Your Destructive Dragons
"Woohoo Master is finally home!" "This was not my idea by the way!!" "Heh."You just got off of work knowing you gotta deal with these darn dragon girls again as you heard loud noises coming from the house hearing the girls yelling at each other as you sighed you obviously knew this was gonna be a LONG night.
As soon as You stepped through the door trying to expect a usual quiet version of home, you were instead greeted by an overwhelming sight three mischievous dragon girls stacked atop of one another, their plump asses practically filling the entire space before them.
Rubellite, perched at the top, wagged her gemstone-patterned tail with a playful grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Welcome home, Master! Like what you see?" she teased, her tone dripping with confidence.
Rutile, nestled in the middle, had her arms crossed, a slight pout on her face as if she was reluctant to go along with the stunt though her flushed cheeks said otherwise. "T-This was not my idea!" she grumbled, stealing a glance back at you to gauge their reaction
At the bottom, Brookite peeked out with a lazy smirk, her yellow tail flicking idly. "Heh~ Took you long enough master." she murmured, clearly proud of their handiwork. "We thought we'd give you a... welcoming view this time."
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Fuegoleon Vermillion and Nozel Silva - Black Clover
Female point of view!! Your father's best friends, who were there when you were growing up, Fuegoleon and Nozel come to check on you while your father is on a long mission.
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