#dragon bf oc

[dragonsholygrail]

Monster bfs and their reaction to you getting hurt by little inconsequential things that you react to in pain at first but then they wildly overexaggerate.

Werewolf bf would hear you whimper and come running to find you. He sees you have a splinter and he’s whining and whimpering at the irritated skin on your finger. With his claws he carefully gets it out of you before licking it and nuzzling into your palm. Before you can even argue he’s saying you’re too hurt to do anything else today and brings you into the bed for cuddles.

Vampire bf smells you before he hears you cry out in pain. In a flash he’s by your side, eyes wild as he looks over you. When he sees the small cut on your leg his heart lurches, even when you say it looks worse than it is. He falls to his knees before you, his mind a cloud of worry and hunger. He laps at your cut, slowly licking the wound to reveal it in its entirety. Despite the way his veins hum with the taste of your blood his love for you is more pressing and so he runs to grab your frequently used roll of gauze and patches you up.

Dragon bf has loved having you in his cave and among his hoard. You’re his most treasured possession after all so there is no where else that you belong except by his side. But when you stumble and slide down a mountain of gold, hitting your head on an old crown, your bf cares no longer for any of his treasures besides you. Despite your protests he moves all of his treasure to the back of the cave before filling the rest of it with the fluffiest pillows and the softest blankets. Making sure that if you ever fall again it will only be met with comfort.

Orc bf who always displayed his weapon collection with pride. But he comes rushing over as soon as he hears you yelp, only to discover you ended up pricking yourself on the sharp spikes of one of his clubs. You try to assure him that you’re fine and it just surprised you. But when you come home the next day you see them nowhere to be found. Ready to give your bf a firm talking to, he directs your gaze upwards where he’s displayed his weapons much higher up now to not risk you getting hurt. He stubbornly refuses to move them back down when you talk to him and there’s no way you can reach or even carry them to put them back. Your orc bf explains that it’s worth them being harder to see so long as you’re safe.

God, there are so many more I could do but I didn’t want to make this too long.

[silken-moonlight]

Guys, what about a dragon that had gold tattoos in his human form? Like sigils and art tattooed under his skin in gold. No other creature can have such tattoos since the body heat of dragons keeps it from solidifying.

The tattoos glittering in the sunlight, you love to trace your dragon partner's tattoos as he told you how they were Poker under his skin...

[crowlipso]

My second tav Cassiella, a storm sorcerer tiefling with an urchin background.

[lionneee]

Little Princess

English is not my first language, please be kind

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•Warnings: taking of sexual themes, drinking, degradation , chocking, smut, age difference.•

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Modern!Father’s!Best!Friend!Aemond x Fem!Reader

You couldn’t say you were exactly proud of how you were handling everything.

Leaving the phone at home as you sneaked out of your window to go to a party with your friends, and get wasted was surely a good solution, and you were aware of it, but after being confined in your house for weeks, you couldn’t resist the temptation to have at least a bit of fun.

So you did it.

Your friends were aware that you were leaving your phone at home, because you knew that your father would have seen if you turned off your location, so it was the only way.

But as you danced in the middle of the club, alcohol freeing your mind completely of any thoughts, that didn’t seem such a big issue.

You knew how the night would have ended anyway, that’s why you ordered an uber at one am out of the club.

Because yes, alcohol allowed you to be careless, but it also created a discomfortable sensation between your legs.

You were going to fill the void that same night.

You didn’t care how wrong it was, you didn’t have sex for too long.

So as you said goodbye to your friends you could already feel your stomach clenching in anticipation.

The ride to his house was quick, and you were restless, you kept fixing your makeup, looking at your reflection on your pocket mirror.

What you didn’t expect was finding yourself hesitating from knocking. 

Standing like a stupid drunk teenager in front of her ex-boyfriend door.

“You shouldn’t be here.” You gasped and turned immediately as you heard his voice behind you. He was dressed in a suit, but he had already loosened his tie around his neck.

He held the keys of his house in his hand as the other was resting in his pant’s pocket. You stared at him as he walked closer, until he was standing right in front of you, his face bent down to look you in the eyes.

He was just… so hot.

You swallowed loudly as you looked down at him, scanning his body as if you had x rays.

Not that you needed them, you knew his glorious body perfectly.

You stepped closer and grabbed his shirt in your hands, pulling him closer. You saw him clench his jaw as he raised his hand, looking straight ahead of him.

“Does your father know you’re here?” He asked, his voice not betraying any emotion. You shook your head as you kept looking up at him in awe. He sighed as his body tensed.

“Are you trying to get in more trouble than the one you already are?” He looked down at you, and you could swear you saw his breath hitch when he saw the way you were staring at him. “You know this is a bad idea, princess.”

“I can’t be without you.” You whispered. He chuckled coldly as he shook his head, looking away again from you.

“Yes you can. You should go home.” He said as he swallowed.

“No, Aemond. I have never been without you.” You whispered as you stood up on the tip of your feet to kiss his neck. Aemond sighed, bending his head back again, his cheek brushing against your hair as his lips got close to your ear.

“Stop.” He grunted. “You’re being reckless.” He added after a bit, his voice slightly softer.

“I need you, Aemond.” You whispered, tightening your hands on his shirt. “I need you always. This was never a mistake.” You pulled back to look at his eye.”This was the best thing we could have ever done.” You arched your brows as you saw him shake his head again, putting his hands on your hips to push you back.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” He sighed as he put his hands back in his pockets.

“Stop talking like you didn’t even want to start. We are in this together.” You looked at him sternly as he pulled back from you.

He sighed as he looked to the side, then down. He muttered something under his breath and grabbed your arm as he opened the door of his house, pushing you in as he closed the door behind you.

“I did warn you.” He growled as he pulled you closer, bringing your face mere inches from his. “I did try to stop you, to make you see reason. You are just too spoiled to even be able to manage a no.” He sighed and let your arm go. “Which is the exact same reason why you’re here.” He stepped back as he looked down at you. “Plus, you’re drunk. I can smell your breath from here, Jesus.”

“You think I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t drunk? I planned before even starting to drink.” You hissed, offended by his harsh words.

“What would your father do if he knew you came here?” He growled as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

I would say that I love you, that I can’t be without you.

“He won’t know.” You said, but he chuckled again.

“Like he wasn’t going to find out about us?” He turned towards you, walking closer. You bit your lip.

This was not going as you planned.

He should have jumped on you the moment he saw you, not pushed you away.

“You care so much about him, but you still fucked me countless of times, when he was at home or not.” You said as you swallowed the lump in your throat, trying to contain your tears.

You were just so fucking desperate.

“Careful.” He warned as he glared at you.

“At least I’m not a hypocrite!” You raised your voice as you just let your tears run down your cheeks. “I don’t act like the perfect friend when I’m obviously not!”

“Oh, please. You’re literally a daddy’s girl.” He scoffed, laughing as she shook his head.

“Just fuck me!” You almost screamed as you clenched your hands into fists and took a step towards him. Aemond looked at you, his face serious as he took his time to let his eye roam over your body. “Or throw me out.”

“I won’t throw you out. It’s late and you’re drunk.” He said as he walked back to you, putting his hand under your chin to lift it up. “You know better than to go around when you’re drunk.” He said as he let his hand caress your neck. He suddenly stepped forward, forcing you to take a step back. “You know I love when you’re drunk. You’re so much more sensitive.” His voice dropped as he leaned his head down to take a better look at you. He took a deep breath as he let his hand fall more, ending up on your breast. He cupped it gently, squeezing it as if to taste its softness.

“You think I don’t want you?” He grunted as he stepped forward again and again, until your back was pressed against the wall. “You think I don’t want to feel that pretty pussy around me, squeezing, dripping for me?” He groaned under his breath as he looked up for a moment before coming back to you. “You think I don’t want to fuck you until you’re completely ruined, after weeks of jerking off on you?” He grabbed both of your cheeks with his hand, squeezing gently and tilting your face up, as his other hand went down under your dress, caressing your panties. 

You couldn’t help but feel your stomach clench at his words as your breath hitched. The mix of alcohol and that look in his eye, full of need and desire, was already making her wet. Aemond smiled at that, slipping his hand under her underwear.

“See? So sensitive.” He whispered as he slipped two fingers inside you, without warning. 

“Holy – !” You moaned loudly, throwing your head back as you clenched your hands in his shirt, holding onto him. “Oh, fuck, yes!” You breathed out as he started rubbing your insides with intensity, stimulating your sweet spot like he had it mapped in his head.

“Yeah, you need me?” He smirked confidently.

“You need a cock almost twice your age to be truly satisfied?” He growled as he bent down to whisper in your ear. “What is it? I haven't found anyone as good as me?” He pushed you against the wall, hard. “You better start begging, princess.” He looked down at you as his eye darkened.

“God, Aemond!” You moaned again as she started pumping his fingers with increased force. “I-I need it, please – Please fuck me!” You panted heavily as you felt your orgasm reaching you embarrassingly fast. “I can make you feel so good… I’m still so tight, I’ll squeeze you so much-” Your mind was completely clouded by pleasure, you didn’t even know what you were saying. 

You just wanted him to make you feel good as you did that too.

You wanted him to realize you were the best he could get, so he would never let you go again.

Aemond closed his eye for a moment as you spoke, savoring the moment as he could feel how tight you really were. 

His fingers never stopped, they kept moving inside you, rubbing again and again until he felt you clenching, your walls spasming as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

“I will fuck you so hard you’ll beg me to stop. And then I’ll fuck you again, and again so you’ll fucking stop being so needy al the goddamn time.” He growled.

“Oh – Fuck!” You groaned loudly as you threw your head back.

“I’ll fuck you untill you’ll be completely broken. Until you’ll be so full that you could explode.” He moaned  as he felt you clenching so much tighter.

“You dirty little slut…” He groaned. “You want to be ruined, uh?” He pressed his forehead against yours. “You like what I’m saying so much?” He started rocking his hand on your core, making your hips move with his as you looked at him with your brows arched and pleading eyes, begging him silently to push you over the edge. “I’ll make you regret coming here in the first place.” He whispered in your ear, rubbing his palm on your clit.

“Holy shit!” You moaned loudly. “Aem – Ah!”It was too much, too much pleasure for your body, still altered by the alcohol. The tightness in your stomach snapped, and you let yourself feel the string waves of pleasure rushing through your boy, one after another as your walls clamped down on Aemond’s finger, your liquids wetting his hand as he helped you rode out your orgasm, his arm wrapping around your waist as he scoops you up to carry you in his bedroom.

You panted on his shoulder as you wrapped your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face under his head as you relished in his scent.

You were where you belonged.

Nothing will change that.

He dropped you not so gently on the bed as he looked down at you, standing at the feet of the bed.

“You like that dress?.” He asked as he pulled the belt off his pants with one swift move, making your breath hitch.

“W-what?” You looked at him, confused.

“Do you. Like. That dress?” He repeated again, scanning every word. You looked at him with your brows furrowed, nodding. He smiled and let his eye roam over your body.

“Too bad.” He played with the hem of the cleavage as he leaned down. He sat on the bed and shifted you on his lap so you were straddling him.

“You look cute in it.” He smiled at you. You smiled back, moving your hand on his shoulders but you stopped midway as his hands grabbed the cleavage, ripping in half the dress, making you gasp.

“Aemond I liked that dress!” You whined as you looked at him with wide eyes.

“I’ll buy you a better one.” He pulled the dress off your body, leaning back on his hands, placing them behind him on the mattress.

“Come on, princess. You know what to do.” He looked at you with a grin. You gritted your teeth together as you unbuttoned his pants harshly, pissed because of your beautiful dress.

“Don’t. Don’t put on that attitude. It’ll do you no good.” He warned, but you didn’t listen, spreading his shirt apart, letting a few buttons pop out. He grabbed your wrists and looked at you sternly.

“I said don’t.” He growled. You pushed him back, freeing your wrist as you tugged his pants down along with his boxers just enough to let his cock out. You moved your panties to the side and raised on your knees to align the tip of his cock with your entrance and… stopped.

It had been a while since the last time you took him.

You struggled then, let alone now.

But basing on the grin on his lips, he was fully aware of it.

“Come on.” He whispered. “You looked like you wanted this desperately.” 

You bit your lip as you started to slowly sink down on him, taking one inch after another long inch. Your walls were already burning, trying to adapt to his stupid big size. You stopped midway, your hips jerking and you closed your eyes, your arms around his neck tightening.

“A-ah…” You panted as you slowly tried to take the rest of him. “Aem… Aem, please…” You cried out as you looked for his help. 

The only thing he did was thrust up, completely, until he was balls deep inside you.

You shuddered around him, sitting down completely as he let his hips down again, hiding your face in his neck.

“This… this is so much better…” You breathed out as you slowly rocked your hips on his, getting used to the feeling of having him back on you.

You felt so good.

So full.

“Oh, Aemond…” You moaned as you raised your head to look at him, your eyes gazed with lust, and love. 

He immediately grabbed your hair and pulled them back, forcing you to look at the ceiling.

“You go too slow.” He growled, and he used his other hand for leverage as he started to thrust up his hips, slamming his cock inside you repeatedly.

You back arched as you threw your head back even more, your hands on his knees, his cock rubbing against your walls deliciously in this position.

You let out a loud moan, letting yourself completely in his hands, letting him use you as he wanted, fuck you as he wanted.

He pulled your hair tightly, enough to actually hurt, but you took the pain. You would have taken anything just to have him inside you again.

“Look at you. So fucking desperate.” He spat as he kept thrusting up, looking at you breast jumping at every hit. “You’re helpless.” He gritted his teeth as he leaned forward, slapping your ass as he pulled you up, moving you off of him and throwing you on the bed by your hair, making you and on all four. “I’m not going easy on you.” He growled as he pushed your head down on the mattress as he kneeled behind you. 

He put his feet on the side of your head to keep you down, grabbing your ass and squeezing it harshly in his hands as you arched your back as much as you could. He slammed his cock back inside you as he started moving like a mad man, slapping you ass again and again, painting your skin red.

“Present yourself in my house, in that dress and drunk.” He groaned. “Throwing a tantrum because you can't find someone your hole as much as I can.” He delivered another spank, making you moan again. “You want my cock?” He chuckled as he looked at your face, how your drool was wetting his sheets. “You’ll get it.” He started slamming against you with much more force, enough to send you forward on the bed every time, making your eyes roll in the back of your head as you kept panting and moaning, your cunt squeezing him every time he reached deeper inside you, every time he rubbed just on the right spot. You clenched the sheets tightly in your hands as you squeezed your eyes shut.

“Yes! Fuck me – Fuck me –” You whined as he did just that, filling the room with loud noises of squelching and skin slapping.

“Can you hear how wet you are, princess?” He growled as he slapped your ass again, making you cry out in pleasure and pain. “I’ll fucking break you.” He growled as he grabbed your hips, his fingers digging in your skin hard enough to leave bruises as he started pulling you back to meet every single one of his thrusts.

“Yes, baby, fuck! Fuck!” You kept panting, your mouth unable to stay close, every kind of sound coming out of you as the bed started cracking beneath you. You let out a long moan, interrupted every time his cock hit deep inside you. “You feel so good!” You let out a high pitched moan as you clenched around him.

“Yeah? I feel so good? That’s why you came back to me? Your father’s best friend? Uh?” He panted as he started thrusting faster inside you, gripping your hips tighter as he kept pulling you back to him.

I came back because I love you.

“You’re not his best friend anymore, I think—“ You gasped as you brought the sheets closer to your face, clenching your hands tighter on them.

“Because I fucked his daughter.” He growled as he moved his feet off your head, grabbing your hair and yanking you back to him. “The same daughter that came here on her knees, begging me to fuck her again.”

“Oh – Fuck! Aem – I’m gonna come –” You panted as you grabbed his wrist behind your head. “You’re gonna make me come!” You moaned loudly as it hit you hard, your walls convulsing around his cock, squeezing him and wetting him further as waves of pleasure shocked your body, making you spasm as Aemond let go of your hair to wrap his arms around you, bringing you both back down on the bed. He wrapped his arm around your neck, choking you slightly as he kept pushing, faster and faster as you kicked your feet in the air.

“Aemond! W-wait – Too much -” You cried out, but he didn’t bulge. He kept thrusting, more hard as he kept his face beside yours.

“I warned you.” He growled. “I will fuck you so hard you’ll beg me to stop.” He pressed his forehead on the back of your head and he kissed your hair, a big contrast to his rough and hard actions that he had till now. You cried out loudly as he kept moving.

“Aemond please. Give me a break- Just a little one-” You whined as you kept moving your legs, trying to soothe the feeling of high overstimulation. You could feel perfectly how the tip of his cock pushed so far into you, you could hear his ragged breathing, and occasional grunts, you could feel your stomach clenching as the pleasure started building again, so fast.

“Oh fuck – Aem!” You pressed your face on the mattress but when Aemond bent his arm around your neck, you were forced to raise your head to breathe.

“Come. Come, show me, princess, show me how much you’re still my slut. My little princess.” He whispered in your ear. You cried out loudly as you felt yourself near the edge again.

“Yes — I’m still your princess —“ You cried out.

God you missed him so much.

“I am your princess — Yours!” You whined as you sobbed, your orgasm washing over you again.

You missed how he used to take care of you.

You missed how innocent your relationship was.

You missed his hugs, his kisses on your head.

You missed being his little princess.

“Shh, shh…” He whispered in your ear. “I’m not finished by a long shot.”

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[snacobie]

ummmmm.hi take this pinup

[awkwarddork-0]

Not sure if I should say "sorry" or "you're welcome" but anyway

Male wife material fr fr

[nyaskitten]

Messy doodle of what I think Wyldfyre's new boyfriend would look like . His name is Milo and he has Poison powers

[murmel-malt]

Aeron not getting a dragon is a done deal for me but that does not mean I don't think about how it would go it he did.

Which is: he would absolutely go for Silverwing and approach it like a job interview. He'd introduce himself and lay out why she should let him claim her, he'd have a resume and recommendation from his momma prepared in case that comes up.

'Yes I am a bastard but I am legitimised as my stepfather's heir, which, I think, is a point in my favor and says a lot about my character and reliability. I am also the son of Princess Gael Targaryen, who in turn is the daughter of Queen Alysanne, your last rider. So this here is a bit of a family tradition that I would like to continue, because traditions are very important to me.'

That last bit is a lie but who hasn't lied in their job interviews.

In conclusion, he'd be extremely polite and that would be what wins Silverwing over.

[acephodel]

The way they just consume all of my thoughts all of the time.... these characters make me insane.

[caemidraws]

[studies 81/--]

[dragonsholygrail]

I know that dominating and intimidating monsters with a nice little sarcastic streak are hot and all, we love them and wanna fuck them, but can I also get some nerd monsters?

Like I just want a little nerd. I also want monsters who are just total dorks over their special interests and they share that with you in their own excitable ways.

Minotaur bf who’s a total dork over puzzles and games. You’ll come out into the living room at midnight, seeing the bed was empty, and you’ll find him sitting under the singular light of the dining table. Totally hunched over his almost finished puzzle that he started earlier that day. Then during game nights he’s an absolute best. You swear he’s the most competitive monster you’ve ever met. Winning round after round, chasing that high until he finally snaps and throws the board game off the table and you on it so he can celebrate his victory properly.

Orc bf who’s a fanatic about collecting weapons. He has all sorts of antique guns and swords. Many that you don’t even remember the name of and yet you can recite its entire history bc your bf will drone on and on about it. Whenever he gets a new weapon he gives you an entire tour of his collection room, showing you how he’s moved everything around to highlight his new weapon. You can’t help but find him painstakingly hot as he handles it and you make your interest known to him. His eyes darken, catching onto your meaning and suddenly you’ve replaced the weapon on the platform but he quickly returns it to its place as he fucks you with the handle, rambling about its many uses.

Dragon bf who’s hyperfixated on the quality of jewels and gold. He’s studied the art of jewelry making and blacksmithing. He can tell you the grade of a diamond just by glance, not even needing equipment to check. He loves to combine his two favorite things the most. You and the rest of his treasures. Adorning you with only his finest jewels and nothing else. Liking most how they barely cover anything up yet make your body shine like the angel you are. He almost can’t help himself as he throws you down onto his hoard and ruts into you, watching the jewels sway and bounce on your delectable body.

Werewolf bf who’s a complete gym bro and knows everything there is to know about fitness. He knows the perfect forms to every exercise you could think of, he’s memorized all the benefits to each individual piece of equipment, and he can tell you how best to maximize your time in the gym. Not that he ever would, respecting your level of interest or disinterest in the gym. He knows it’s more his thing and he’s happy you simply coming along with him to use the sauna for members only… and their guests. He loves the burn and the freedom of the run as he works out and releases that energy. But what he loves more is coming into the empty sauna after he’s done and making you both work up a real sweat as he takes you on the bench, the wet squelch of your joining bodies echoing off the walls.

[ronnieromm]

Here’s the Throuple that might not be happening anymore because our ship exploded and sank while Natalie was on it and we don’t know her fate SHE'S ALIVE!!!!! WE FOUND HER SHE'S ALIVE!!!!!

The Throuple is a totally real thing you guys. We had a cuddle puddle and everything. We held hands. We made Sadao flustered and had a giggle about it

[paradakshn]

YIPPEE

[daggerbeanart]

[soundvsvision]

I heard that thanks to Gravity Falls, fantasy/sci-fi toxic yaoi with questionably animate objects is in right now and it made me think of my DnD boys again

[shiverspooky]

had to draw that one meme as nox and his bf