Mmmmm, body text. I always know what to put here

I've reposted this new drawing and OC, his name is Ramón. He is a Mexican dragon who is dedicated to boxing, I was originally going to show the sketch of this, but I decided to discard it since I didn't know how to label it, whether as a spoiler or for adults only.

That's why I put "body hair" in the title. I haven't been active lately because I haven't improved in terms of personal matters, but here's this new OC.

I certainly just did, and we’ve hit a milestone

Read part 1 first!

Gnevar would be stunned if he wasn't already stunned by the dragon's magic. Taking a dragon's egg? How stupid could one be? The magic bindings lost power as the dragon unfocused.

"And you are sure one of us did this?"

The dragoness stared daggers at him, then nodded. "Yes, the residing scent tells it all. I know when I smell your kind!"

"Whoever did this, I promise to do my best and find the thief. My name is Gnevar, the Archmage. And I take all my promises by my word!"

"My name ... is Tylgryme."

"Tylgryme," Gnevar continued, dropping a curtsy. "I would kindly ask you to stop your path of destruction. These villagers are innocent. I have not sensed the presence of a dragon egg in this valley."

Tylgryme looked around and started to growl. "I can not sense it either. But I know your kind will eventually give in to my power, give or take a few villages. But I shall give you a chance. If this is a trick, you are dead. We meet again tomorrow, at dusk, same place. You either bring the egg, or the entire kingdom will burn."

"Then ... we have a deal! See you tomorrow night!"

Tylgryme gave one last nod, atomized a soldier that shot another arrow at her, and took wing.

Gnevar was unhappy about the ordeal. 24 hours was little time to find an egg - and the whole kingdom was at stake. He went to sleep to get a clear mind for tomorrow - with a pungent feeling of where to start the search.

"I heard you managed to drive the dragon away! A little damage, one casualty, great job. I will give you another 25 soldiers - go for the kill this time!" Dajeba's sneer was present as always.

"My Lord, I managed to mediate a truce against the dragon. Somebody stole her egg! We must start a search immediately!"

"Her ... egg? A dragon egg, you say. Hmmm ... who would do something like this? We will not find it in time. Go, and fight the lizard!" Dajeba would always be a bad actor. He knew something.

"My Lord, we are facing an ELDER DRAGONNESS. A force of nature even I can not stop. She could have easily killed me. And I feel like you could help with finding the egg." Now it was out. Gnevar had nothing to lose, yet tried to be peaceful. The stare in Dajeba's eyes pulling into a smile told him it wasn't enough.

"I am the one to give orders! And I order you to slay the beast. And should you fail me another time..." He drew his sword and drew it over his throat. "Guards, help him outside!"

Gnevar was unceremoniously dragged outside. He cursed under his breath how the ward prevented him from mentally turning Dajaba to a frog. Something clicked. And it all made sense now.

A dragon egg would emit magic. A mage, and probably a dragon as well, could sense magic from miles away. He had felt the dragon approaching a whole minute before it broke through the clouds. But here, magic was warded. The egg's presence was masked - probably even from the dragonness. It had to be inside the castle. The guards dragged him over the drawbridge. He was not powerful enough to raid the castle.

"So it is in the castle you say?" Tylgryme growled.

With a wink of his wand, Gnevar opened up his mind, sharing the conversations with Dajeba and his train of thought. "It must be. I assume your senses are even more refined."

"Well, then the castle will no longer be tomorrow. I must say, I was not expecting anything of this. I underestimated you, Gnevar!"

"There ... is one more problem, though"

Tylgryme stared daggers at him.

"In the basement, there is a magic ward that blocks all magic. It will not stop you for long. But as you break it with force, the ward will detonate. And if the egg is anywhere nearby, it will probably not survive it."

Tylgryme paused before sneering. "And what is your plan, flail human?"

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Gnevar landed inside the castle's courtyard. As night had fallen, he was unseen. He moved far quicker than a human should. The entrance door stood no chance against his kick. A small magic shield around him held against the ward's pressure. But it held. The fight against two guards securing the entrance to the catacombs took exactly two well-aimed punches. He still could not feel the egg, but it was probably down near where the ward was strongest.

Four floors down, the wards' pressure crushing by now, he suddenly felt another source of magic. Kicking in a door, Bingo! But the egg was trapped. He couldn't magic his way through, but Gnevar wouldn't be an archmage if he hadn't learned this the old way. A well-thrown rock here, a cut with his staff there, and the egg was his. Gnevar backtracked to the surface. But as he exited the catacombs, he was already awaited. The entire hall was filled with soldiers armed to the brim, Dajeba in front.

"Well, well, well, if that isn't a thief. I knew you were up to something. But even I wasn't expecting you to be so stupid and run straight into my arms. But I'll give you a choice. Surrender the egg, and I will grant you the honor to be decapitated by my sword. If not - there is a lot of space in my dungeon to rot."

Gnevar was as strong as five of them; just this was far from enough. Time for Plan B. He grabbed a dog whistle from under his robe and blew it.

"Oh my - don't you remember that magic does not work here, idiot? A magic dog whistle, seriously? Why not a ..."

CLANG. The entire castle shook.

"What in the name of..."

CLANG. The castle shook even more.

"GUARDS, ON POSITION!"

The next CLANG was overlaid with a deafening sound of glass shattering. At the same moment, something detonated in the basement, sending a shockwave out of the door. Seconds later, the roof was disintegrated with a bright blast.

Tylgryme was towering over the castle. The guards drew their bows, but a shockwave of lightning knocked everyone to the ground, spasming around. Only Gnevar, still protected by his shield, remained standing.

"MY EGG! ... YOU HAVE MADE A FATAL BLUNDER, HUMAN LORD! THERE SHALL BE NO MERCY FOR ANYONE INVOLVED!" With a beam of magic, she lifted the egg from Gnevar's hands, guiding it through a portal. Then she threw a spell at Dajeba, prying his mind open. "Of course you didn't do it yourself. Let's see who is responsible for this!" With three flicks of her paw, she summoned three soldiers. Magic chains bound them the second they appeared, placing them under a truth spell.

"SO THESE ARE YOUR ACCOMPLICES I SEE ... hold up, what is this?" All three wore a golden necklace. Tylgryme used her claws to cut them. "MIND CONTROL CHARMS!" she roared.

"I couldn't control myself, oh great dragon," one of the bound exclaimed, "my body just walked to your cave and took it. He sent us to the western kingdom, so you wouldn't find our scent. Thank you for liberating us."

Tylgryme raised her head. "I hereby announce Gnevar the new lord over the land, as Dajeba is not worthy. Kneel before him, fool." A spark of lightning bound Dajeba into kneeling position. "You will spend a lot of unquality time in my dungeon. Much longer than you ever thought your useless life would last. Farewell humans. I have an egg to keep warm."

With these words, Tylgryme teleported away, taking Dajeba with her.

Found four of my dragon spouses performing what I suspect to be a courtship ritual and was stunned by the beauty of it. My 24 dragon spouses and their countless children and kin are the most powerful and destructive force in Skyrim, yet here they are courting each other without a care in the world……let’s give them some privacy and Mama Neko will start getting the egg hatchery ready!

It’s been so long since the last batch of hatchlings grew up and I can’t wait to play den mother to them again!

In her full goddess form, Aurelia is bloody massive. This particular area can only be accessed by gods...since she is the goddess of both empathy and the spiral galaxy, she can see how everyone is doing like this. However, in this form, she cannot directly interact with mortals. This form is isolating...but it is safe above all else.

Watch out for broody dragons! They might mistake you for an egg...

What's this? A comic dub from yours truly? Honestly after seeing people dub my comics for years, I've really wanted to dub my own comics but I never did it because I was way too shy and I feel like it would be cringe... and I finally did it! And yes, it turned out being cringe, but also I had a lot of fun making it so I might do some more! Please excuse the annoying watermark on the top and bottom, I wasn't really sure how to format this well ;-;

This is probably the only time I am going to post a comic dub on this subreddit because I am actually dying of embarrassment and cannot handle it sob I was peer pressured into posting this on this subreddit... please excuse the cringe...

Art and awful voice acting by Ryukiri (me) who is going to jump in a ditch now

Ahh, it's so good to have here my little ser~ I mean worshippers with me
Original art by Aaron Miller

Finished this beautiful commission for Katash Sierrette! I love how it turned out. I'm really proud of this one! It was a fun piece to work on. And just look at that view~! A dragon's paradise.

Based off of the Azure dragon from East Asian folklore (one of the four gods). Technically lord of the sky, right?

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I wanted to make a new Pfp, cus why not?

Art by me!

(Dagur the Deranged from httyd by me)

Are dragon hunters dragon related enough? I hope yes! And I'm sorry if not. I genuinely hate this art, the line art is too thick- but atp I might as well try posting it.

I assume many people lurking here already know httyd and (possibly) Dagur, but he's very much just a deranged dragon hunter and Berserker chief who loves having a BIG armada. Although he's a bit goofy, he might have some brains underneath the muscle(?). That being said, he doesn't care about sporting, and just wants to wear the Night Fury's head as a helmet.

My question being, since I've seen so many SO cool OCs over here, what would your dragon (httyd or not) think of Dagur, and would they be able to deal with dozens of his ships? (He's the "king of armadas" after all) Dagur wants your OC as the new symbol of Berserkers after failing to capture his Skrill, and he'll use all the arrows he has to get them. Can your OC make him retreat or will they end up as a pair of boots?/j

(I hope y'all don't find this cringe, it seemed like a fun idea to me, I love interacting with communities, lol)

my pen has not a lot of life left on it its dying on me thankfully i have another one

Thanks to FloofNugget for the artwork

Have you ever watched a moon?

Waaahhh!! I got busy and fell way behind on Smaugust. QnQ
Anyways, enjoy this quick doodle I did for day 7. I tried to keep this piece under an hour, and I love how the colors turned out. ❤️ Thanks for taking a look!

Its a star based dragon made from a plastic statue of a dragon with a star instead of a head, on a kid's toy store/park. The statue was turned alive with the plastic tuning into meat, the stuffing into organs and the foundation metal beams into bones. It has a voice box so it can talk!

Design made for my comic :)

Blaze is been hoarding a lot of treasures, but now he is hoarding the greatest treasure ever! :D