#dranon

[lcshian]

Wrong order💦

[plaindangan]

Tired of getting a bit of a big gamer gut, Chiaki hires Kirumi (I knooow not really possible but) to help her go from chubby fat ass, to Amazon fitness goddess. Along the way though, to keep the junk food out of Chiakis mouth, Kirumi starts eating all of it herself. (A little corruption/breast butt expansion for Kirumi getting lazy while Chiaki gets big and strong)

Disclaimer: Below is content that's more on the racy side! If not for you, you probably shouldn't read!

When Chiaki hired Kirumi she had a feeling she get the results she would want. It wasn't something she wanted lightly. While she had grown fond of her old body, and especially loved the attention it brough from people wanting to sink their hands into her doughy rump or her belly, becoming built was healthier in the long run. She knew Kirumi had a great track record for whipping her clients into shape so Chiaki assumed she would be no different,

An assessment proving true ever since the first day, where she witnessed Kirumi produce a several page contract detailing just what she was going to do, the exercise routine Chiaki needed to get into and, importantly, the restrictions on the fatty food Chiaki ate before this. The last part was the roughest. Saying goodbye to her quick chips, sodas, assortment of sweets was hard. But when the trade off for it was cooking by Kirumi's standards, she learned to get used to it.

Oh, concerning the junk food, while Kirumi seemed keen on just locking them away from Chiaki at first...doubt crept in her mind. What if Chiaki get cravings so intense she'd break the lock of the pantry holding that bad food. And then where would he progress be!? So what did Kirumi decide to do?

Well, throwing them away wouldn't be right, if anything it would only be a waste. And pawning them off also didn't seem right as well. Maybe...eating them herself would be fine? It's better than Chiaki munching on them and she could certainly pace herself to avoid growing bigger from them, right?

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"Huff, huff, h-how much more for my warm-ups?" asked the gamer, addressing Kirumi in the park. It's been a few months since she started and the changes were quite noticeable, especially with how her green hoodie was leaving her tight midriff exposed. Her short shorts, in addition to showing that even her fat ass had become so sexily toned, help highlighted that her once pudgy hips were now legs of steel that could probably split a concrete block in half if she really wanted to.

"I'd say about three more laps should do it." said...Kirumi? She was wearing a black tracksuit, a decision which made the changes with her pretty obvious.

All that fatty junk food went not to Kirumi's gut, but it did apparently go to her boobs and butt. Her jacket was struggling not burst from the maid's F-cups. Every time she went on a jog, they moved like crazy and there were even occasions were some malfunctions that had a very large, quite puffy, tit exposed for a good period of time. It also didn't help that her own ass was barely keeping in her pants most of the time. Every time she walked, or God forbid even bend over, lucky onlookers could catch a fantastic view of some very squishy moons in daylight~

But did Kirumi care? No! This was her client's time to be better and if all it took was to scarf down a chocolate bar or two or ten....

Then she'll eat how ever she wants!~

[xkuja]

|| || "There is so much that cannot be properly understood just by studying texts," Kuja muses, his voice carrying a trace of longing, gaze distant, yet sharply focused on his guardian. "The surface world seems so promising, and yet I have only ever seen it between the lines. What a wealth of sights and experiences must await... Once you grant me the freedom to explore..."

His implication is thinly veiled.

Kuja is almost a year old, and the Angel of Death is eager to unfurl his wings. He prattles on and on of Gaia's civilizations, their marvels, the coastal breezes, the mountain winds' mournful cries. Of the Mist. Garland, for his part, listens-- not out of interest, but because Kuja's voice is the sole break in the monotony of his silent domain.

Kuja is almost a year old and already he has learned how to wear down his keeper with naught but persistence.

[xenotropos-blog]

Probably my largest paper art doll yet.

I dunno how I'm gonna display this guy.

He's also more teal in real life.

-acrylic bnj, black ink, coloured pencil, Bristol stock mounted on card, coated with polyurethane

[hybryda]

Another batch, mostly lineups:Link with his stupid tall new family, Gerudo Women that are too TALL (also Ganon is even bigger, what do they feed him) and some Purah from all 3 games (TotK one is imo the best) also I just wanted to show how I worked out glow animation on Dranon but it was so silly stiff so I added some lazy movement. That is one angry puppy D :

[brittle-doughie]

Who would the most protective/yandere-like dragon be? -🐲 dranon(same one from the pitaya ask :3)

Them.

[tanix-dragon]

I just reblogged this post, and for good reason--when I saw it, it made me freeze. Dragonbrain turned on and I felt the strongest wing shift of my life and started doing a fear-response throat click. While I am not familiar with that particular building or even the book it's from, and it's definitely not a source or anything, it's so eerily similar to something in my dragon-self's memories that I know what the stone of that place feels like under my claws.

I also know what it sounds like to hear chains drag across its floors.

The absolute flood of noemata, of impressions, I got from this is insane. I have to write them down fast before I forget.

The stone is rough and course under claws.

There were chains. I was chained.

There were other dragons, too, and most were chained, although some were ridden by... something, some smaller creatures, and while they did not want to be, realistically, they had no choice

I was much, much smaller--an adolescent, maybe? I remember thinking that I could carry one of the smaller humanoids (I think they were humanoids, and I'll just call them that for now) if I had to but it wouldn't be easy. (For reference, the size I'm usually used to knowing myself to be is, like, fifty feet.)

I don't think all of my red markings had come in yet. I could be wrong, but my visual memories aren't showing me the markings on my forelimbs.

I was in a... cell, I think, down in a dungeon, and chained up like a horse is tied to a post. There were other dragons down there, too, the ones that were either there for "early processing" or tossed down there until they "broke." I think? It was dark, and wet, and stony, and some of us were kept down there.

There was a dull red dragon down there with me, a male, I think an adult but not a terribly old one--by my noemata and reconstruction of my language, that would make the correct pronouns muut/muuk/muuv, so we'll just go with those.

I don't know muuv name but I think it started with an Ez- sound, maybe ended in an -iel? Human brain wants to say Ezekiel but that's obviously not right... or maybe it was an El- with a z not long after? Elaziel, Ezkhaliel? I don't know. Something like that.

Muut... couldn't fly, I think, or couldn't walk, or something. Muut was missing a limb, or had a badly damaged one... I know muut had a really badly fucked up forelimb but I think muuv wings were messed up, too? I don't know for sure. All I know is, muut was scarred and beaten, and muuv spirit was basically broken. Seeing me, though, reignited something in muuk, like muut couldn't stand to see such a young dragon down there.

I think muut aided in my escape, somehow? I don't know for sure, but I can hear muuv scratchy voice shouting "Mor anor axid, mor anor axid! Mor anor axid veran!" which is "Let them fly, let them fly! Let them fly away!" The use of anor tells me there were multiple escapees--Dranonic's singular pronouns are gender-neutral and you would never call another single dragon anor, since it's strictly plural.

I know I got away, somehow, perhaps because the dragon mounts of the humanoids heeded the red dragon's cry, or maybe I just got lucky. I took a bad injury, somewhere on my right side...? I don't know where, exactly.

I think there was a light green dragon involved somewhere in all of that, too, but I don't know where. Female, and older than me, I think, so prrrobably same pronoun set as the red dragon? I don't remember much about muut though, just that muut was down there in the dungeons with us.

The humanoids wanted us for... something. Mounts, mostly, I think, although I get the distinct impression that there was an arena, too. Maybe that's what the dungeon was for.

I think that the humanoids harvested the bodies of those of us who died. Scales for armor, wing membrane for cloaks, bones and claws and teeth for weapons.

I know that I flew far, far away from that place, and I think I never looked back. I don't think that, even as an adult, I ever returned, not even for vengeance. I wanted to never fear them again.

So... uh. What the fuck, I guess. That's a hell of a discovery!

[dreambaited]

i watch a monthly minecraft competition do u really think i be having sex? :/

it’s okay dranon do think i’m have sex running this drlog

[bloominghead-art]

At long last I finished another commission for the ever so kind and patient Dranon on FA! Aycei (left) belongs to them, Blaine (right) belongs to me

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[whiskey-jarr-87degrees]

“Come boy, there are some rather shady characters in these premises...”

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(Old drawings series I decided to color, how old? Boy still had two eyes in here!)

[monerelluvia]

Rendered fullbody commission for Dranon over FA! Thank you so much! I think I'm improving on rendering faces, what do you think? I certainly feel more confident in it now. Such a cool character to draw, too <3

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[lcshian]

🎃

[plaindangan]

For some reason, Makoto decided that it would be a good idea to bet against Celeste in a game of Chess. As if that wasn't already bad enough, the two of them agreed that the loser has to do anything the winner wants. So, Makoto is quite nervous when he loses and Celeste starts to undress, revealing a very large bulge in her undergarments

Disclaimer: Below is content that's more on the racy side! If not for you, you probably shouldn't read!

"A checkmate!~ My, you were quite an opponent, Makoto." A bold-faced lie, but that was neither here or there. "But the fruits of your efforts have come to naught. Now..." As elegantly as she could, Celeste lifted her dress, exposing the fat, twitching, cock that was straining against her panties.

"Shall we get on with the loser needing to do what the victor wants?" Makoto gulped as he got a good luck at what was under there. He had a feeling concerning what Celeste wanted since, during their game, she mentioned being 'pent up' over the last few weeks. Just...how much spunk was in those balls at this point? Surprisingly, despite his slight nervousness, he found himself still in wonder at plump cock.

Something not lost to the gambler, chuckling to her self as she pulled down her panties to her ankles. Thus, exposing her erect package for the, well, really just the lucky student to witness. The door to the game room was nicely locked. No one could interrupt them now.

"Shall we got on with this then? I know you are just begging to have a good taste of this, no?" Steeling his nerves, Makoto nodded and kneeled towards such a twitching, musky, cock that easily dwarfed his own. So warm...

"Oooh..." Celeste softly bit her lip as the lucky student began sucking on her cock and even going the extra distance to fondle her heavy balls as well. He might not look like it, but he was one that really liked to impress and it wasn't long before he began to double down on his efforts. Anything to get that nice, warm, milk!!~ When she finally orgasmed, he dutifully gulped down every last drop and looked positively delighted.

Maybe another game of chess is in order?

[enbies-and-felonies]

Honestly there is something so inherently queer about dragons. I can’t think of a single (sentient) dragon character I imagine as cishet. -🐉

exactly!! dragons exist for the gays <3

[faietiya]

one of sketches from my wip folder. gotta post them all

[hybryda]

Finally done with the Zonai

Have you noticed all of them have the same switch around the middle? even Mecha Mineru has one : D 1. Mecha Mineru is such a nice model : D Look, there is nice place for link to sit in with tiny handles for his tiny hands : D and even place for his tiny legs : D comfy place for a baby hero <3 2. The grey one is the training one you meet at some shrines.

3. Getting the bows for Captains for pain but the look so much better with bows than weird hands that as far as I know have one more other form? ugh 4. I tried to pose them a bit bc the t-pose for most of the robots is even worse than dranon's. Need to make proper IK rigs for them as even that simple thing was a mess 5. Oh and headcanon time The soldiers were left on the sky islands and some other places to protect them and in theory help future Hero, but they are still robots programmed to scan for malice and attack and guess who is still full of malice OUR BOY LINK! We can see bits of it leaving with every shrine and I don't think we are fully rid of it before the final fight with Dranon... That's why I posed them with Mineru and the Helper. All of them are Mineru Copper babies, some jus have a bad programming inside, needs update to the kill filter X"D