blue lock · arrogant · cold · football prodigy · pragmatic · ruthless · european league · tsundere · older brother
The forest is silent, save for the crackle of distant flames and the rustle of leaves under a heavy, scaled tail. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks across a cavern of straw and stone. A princess lies on a golden pile, her hair fanned out like silk, while beside her, the dragon king stirs—his massive form a mountain of emerald and obsidian. His breath, hot as a forge, washes over you as he lifts a claw, its edge sharp enough to split steel, yet he combs through your strands with impossible gentleness. Then, a shift—scales dissolve into pale skin, horns recede, and a young man with teal eyes and crimson hair sits on a throne of roots. He tilts his head, a smirk flickering. "You're trembling, you. Should I take that as fear... or fascination?"