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[trondopeacekeeper]

//SOOO lurking around with the Trondo 3D model I've noticed ALL the scars he has over his damn sexy body. So my headcanons were not so divergent after all. I've counted 25 plus the ones are invisible...

Here the pics (sorry these are mega massive but I can't control any shit with the phone T-T)

PLUUS!!!

When he doesn't know how to use a phone and takes a total boomer selfie...

[trondopeacekeeper]

— YOUR AFFECTION.

Gestures  of  affection  starters.  Can  be  platonic  and  romantic.  Send  me... (Send  🔄  +  any  emoji  to  reverse  the  outcome.)

💓  to  listen  to  my  muse's  heartbeat. 💏  to  softly  kiss  my  muse's  forehead. 💋  to  kiss  my  muse  on  the  lips. 🤭  to  caress  my  muse's  cheek. 🌸  to  offer  my  muse  a  flower. 💅  to  paint  my  muse's  nails. 💗  to  lean  against  my  muse. 💝  to  wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse. 🤗  to  hug  my  muse  from  behind. 🫂  to  pick  my  muse  up  and  twirl  them  around. 👰  to  hold  my  muse  bridal  style. 🤝  to  hold  my  muse's  hand. 🥞  to  bring  my  muse  breakfast  in  bed. 🤜  to  give  my  muse  a  noogie. 🤏  to  tickle  my  muse. 😋  to  give  my  muse  their  favorite  snack.

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send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character.

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The angry and surprised expression vanished and now he looked hopefully to the cowboy, yellow eyes glittering in hunger and thrist with the mention of 'food' and 'coffee'. He spent days without a proper food or drink and his stomach started to complain. He took another proper inspect to Butch, narrowing his eyes. After all, it was rare seeing quite a friendly human in that place, in the middle of the earthling desert so quiet and lonely as himself. Now, the dragon's posture was more relaxed.

Slowly, Trondo lowered his arm and shook Butch hand very firmly.

"Trondo of the Peace Keepers. Nice to meet you Butch. I'm... I would like to ask for help indeed. I had some problems with a mad man around here and my mission is very important... And let me tell ya, I don't like feeling like a lost sheep in a wolf's den.

Usually he avoided humans more than the Plague since his arrival to the planet. However, Butch docile, friendly and kind. He had a strange confidence when approaching a beast that looked like a monster.

Then it was the moment he noticed...

A tail was peeking in Butch's legs and Trondo frozen on spotting it.

''What...?''

The cowboy jumps to his feet and makes his way over so he can hear the other a little better, boots clomping in the dirt combined with the clink of his spurs. His tail swishes behind him curiously as he approaches the dragon who’s much larger up close, he can’t help but notice.

“Well, shoot! I figured ya might be from ‘round here an’ I just ain’t seen ya yet.” Butch admits, looking up at the dragon with curious slanted blues, taking in the details of his form. Despite appearing as such, he somehow didn’t seem threatening.

“Screwed up? Well that ain’t no good. Name’s Butch!” The rather short man offers a gloved hand for the dragon to shake, his other hand resting at his hip. “An’ who’re you? I don’t mind helpin’ a fella in need. I got some water an’ food back at my campsite f’yer interested! We can talk over some coffee an’ maybe figure out what th’ hell’s goin’ on.” He seems oddly casual for someone chatting with a literal dragon; perhaps it’s obvious he’s had experience with them.

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"Yes... Long time ago, you came to me in a moment of utter vulnerability and held me in your fresh arms. I never thought a dragon like me would feel so... comfortable with that. And I didn't burn you with my fire, which is quite an accomplishment..."

Trondo watched as she floated up to him and swallowed down, not knowing what else to say. Quickly he placed a claw on to the back of his neck and started stroking, somewhat embarrassed.

"From that day on, I was thinking a lot about that hug. I wanted to thank you, I guess.''

@trondopeacekeeper "I have been quite thinking about you this whole time..."

"You did...?" Spring was puzzled at this dragon's words. "Why so?" She added as she floated towards him, hair swaying, eyes blinking in confusion.

Why would a dragon think about her?

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Monique wanders up to Trondo and asks “Andy says you screamed when you turned around and there was a balloon in your face. Are you ok?”

She’s genuinely trying to show concern, but at the same time confirming that Andy’s forgotten about being asked to leave out the embarrassing moments when telling people about his first trip to Dragon Shores.

''W-What?!''

That day would have passed with total normality if it hadn't been for the interruption of Monique, that gossipy little Peace Keeper dragonling who time ago had announced to all and sundry that he 'stinked'. The truth was that all of those Peacekeepers' hatchlings were sometimes ballsy and Trondo knew this very well from Andy, but Monique... Sometimes Monique made him reach levels of impatience that were too much.

Trondo was blank when staring at the little one, his wings stretching and shaking.

''I didn't scream!! Don't be ridiculous! I... I was just... surprised!'' the dragon was making up excuses and the face was all red like a tomato.

''Grr... that punk...'' said Trondo, thinking on Andy and how he couldn't keep his mouth shut. At least, with the shameful matters respecting to his tought guy image.

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Trondo listened to the girl's words silently and couldn't help that thick scaly eyebrow raising with some amusement. The truth was that Pari seemed to be a pretty cool human, with that look as wild and exotic as his own, fearlessly demonstrating her strong and charismatic personality. But in spite of this, he also sensed kindness and honesty in her, so a grumpy Trondo had no other choice but to find out what the hell had happened and how could help to bring her back to her world.

Before setting out, the dragon needed to know where they could safely spend the night so he began to scan the horizon with a thoughtful face, looking up at the sky and thinking about the possibilities. It was not difficult to find one's way around the dry lands that were his home and were well known like the back of his claws, but one could never trust the terrible enemies and cruel Gnorcs that could lurk in the dunes at day and night. The best thing to do was to stay alert. Then, already oriented and knowing the perfect place, he nodded to himself and suddenly knelt in the sand, stretching his wings.

"Get on my back and hold on tight, we're going to fly."

Pari didn't decide to push things into a more awkward direction, given that the whole situation had been truly one of the most awkward she'd certainly experienced.

"No, not at all. I don't like to make assumptions about people, and dragons fall into that too. You've got damn good reason to be as guarded as you are. Trust me, I wish I could learn a lot from that. Could have done, anyway. Still, you're quite right. And I still very much appreciate this."

Someday, somehow, she'd return the favour.

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''...My apologies. I thought you were a dragon. You look so similar to us...'' Trondo looked at her for a while before finally deciding if she was a danger or not, but he knew he should calm his nerves for now. Then, Reyna asked about his homeworld... And Trondo couldn't hide a powerful grin on the scarred lips.

''My world? Yeah, I come from the Dragon Realms and my homeworld is the desert... I'm a member of the Peace Keepers, the finest soldiers in the Realms.''

Trondo looked at Reyna with a blank expression on his face, his eyes seemed to go through the cerulean creature before him. Then, with a cold voice, he finally continued:

''This is a vast and dangerous desert land with gorgeous steedy canyons and deep caves. Well, let's just say it's a place where the term 'survival of the fittest' isn't just a catchphrase, it's a way of life. You see, my world is a place of constant change where the strong rule and the weak... Well, they tend to become a snack for any dragon who happens to be hungry. You know what I mean? So you better be careful out there, and make sure you're armed with something stronger than a toothpick!''

It was a strange change of mood from Trondo, now certainly friendlier after raving from his homeland so proudly. Then he looked at Reyna again, more curious.

"Hey... And your world, how it is called? What's it like?''

Reyna seemed entirely unbothered by both the leaning in, and the knife being out. She seemed rather calm despite the strangeness of this meeting.

"Nice to meet you as well Trondo! And you're quite alright, as you're far from the first to mistake me as such anyway. For some reason travelers from other worlds assume we are dragons often. It's especially funny when they see my kids, who are dragons and one who can change into a dragon." She explains. "What kind of world are you from though? I'm curious, as I've seen all different kinds of dragons before, but none quite like you." She muses in curiosity. She loves learning about new worlds, so she gets excited to ask these questions.

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Trondo's eyes opened wide with interest when hearing Titan proposal. So, those words meant that the Peacekeepers Leader might be having some plan to tutor one of the hatchlings, after all!. That was a very good new, not only because Titan was an infallible leader who could teach many valuable things to the lucky hatchling who might be his pupil, but that also meant an unmistakable sign of hope for his people.

As an answer, his cocodrile-like tail wiggled excitedly and slapped the floor. He was obviously very happy about the idea.

''That's excellent news, Titan! I'm glad you're thinking about it. I think that a young one could really benefit from some one-on-one time with a skilled Peacekeeper like yourself. Plus, it's always good to have a new generation ready to carry on the legacy. What do ya say? You in?''

Trondo said with total and sudden excitement running through his mind and body. He knew that Titan was very patient and kind with kids - years light from him -, with other dragons and even with other Gnorcs too. He smiled happily, feeling proud of be a true friend for him, wanting to see more of what the future would bring to the new generation of Peacekeepers. He knew he wouldn't be a good teacher, at least to small mischievous children. Andy was the exception, of course.

"Have you thought on who could be lucky one?''

{♚}—; It came with defending their current home, especially in the early days of claiming the Dragon Realms as they were forced from their original home by that terrible Sorceress and it was sudden, and without warning to the point no one was prepared for it and she used a special spell that banished them all in moments.

The scars across his body were few but came with pain, and the one on his abdomen was by far the most noticeable and largest of all the long since healed scars. What Trondo told him about what Asher had said to him was true, things like scars were things that meant harm but healed. 

Titan knew Asher was much older than he was, and he was a very wise one and knew a lot about what to do in certain situations

It made the leader happy to hear the others training, but also still having a good time amongst each other based on the sounds of laughter. Titan wasn’t someone who was serious at all times of course and hearing the noise outside he smiled.

Although it did make him glad to know the Peace Keepers trained and knew how to defend themselves and the lands should something happen that called their attention. “Oh I most certainly do know just how happy it’ll make Andy to hear that you’ll be able to take him to Dragon Shores. I know just how much Spyro loves it there, and I guarantee he may like it too.”

Titan had thought about it, it was good to know that things were peaceful now and it was even more so now that the Sorceress was gone. It would be a good time to tutor one of the baby dragons, but he’d of course go easy on them and take steps to help a young Peace Keeper that wanted to be here with him. It was only a matter of time perhaps, especially if one gravitated towards him and find interest in him. “Sounds excellent, doesn’t it! I’ve been considering it too.”

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[Trondo has appeared! What to do?]

"Oh shit... Here we go again"

[trondopeacekeeper]

Lack of Sleep Starters!

pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.

When was the last time you actually got some rest?

Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.

Look at you! You're spilling coffee.

You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.

Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?

It's 4am. You need sleep.

You're safe here. You can rest now.

I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.

Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.

This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.

I'll carry you to bed if I have to.

Do I need to baby you?

Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!

You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.

Go. To. Bed. That's an order.

I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.

Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?

Want me to tuck you in, too?

I'll check in on you in an hour. You'd better not have moved.

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How Intimidating Am I?

Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”

Send 🐰 for barely intimidating

Send 🐭 for slightly intimidating

Send 🐱 for moderately intimidating

Send 🦊 for fairly intimidating

Send 🐯 for very intimidating

Send 🐻 for “MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DON’T EAT ME–”

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//I continue tomorrow!!

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"Mm!" his moan was a low rumble that sends a shiver through his own spine like a shock. "You certainly have a gift for making a dragon feel cherished."

His claw, warm and gentle, traced a path down seductive Caleb's chest, sending sparks of desire racing through his veins. "I think I can spare you those ten minutes" the tail, sharp and thick, brushed against his arm trying to make the demon more and more interested on him.

"Your appointment…" Trondo trails off, a playful smirk on his face. "...can definitely wait."

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Caleb's tail gave a sharp flick, his smirk only growing bigger. " So you came straight back to me ~ " He concluded, closing the distance between them to run his claw down the dragon's chest all the way to his stomach.

" I had an appointment in ten but I'll ditch that loser for you ~ " Because there simply weren't many demons that could compare to a hunky piece of dragon meat like Trondo. The sheer thought made the Incubus' mouth water.

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The Peace Keeper was still angry and he glared at her... until she smiled. Trondo could feel his own smile creeping in despite his best efforts to hide it. The muscles of his body softened and his arms lowered slightly while he gave her an amused stare.

"You’re welcome" he said as softly as he could, hoping the tone would not give away the fact that he actually felt a bit charmed by this whole exchange.

"But don't let this kindness I've shown make you think that I'm easy to handle or that I'm a nice dragon. I'm the Assassin of the Peace Keepers for a reason. Now, let's find some shelter. Night is about to come and here is not safe.''

"No. Fuck no! That's literally the last thing I'd want to do. Besides, spent the last few years getting hurt myself and I sure as shit don't want to put anyone else through it. So.. as hard as this is to understand, I'm not here to hurt."

Pari explained, thankfully in that respect she had nothing to hide and no ulterior motives. She'd just been trying to get away from a bad situation and ended up somewhere else.

Although she did crack a little smile of relief.

"You got it! And.. uh.. thanks. I appreciate this a lot."

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Judging by the slurred speech, bloodshot eyes and the stench of whiskey that hung heavy in the air, Trondo knew that Ragnar's night was far from going as planned. He had noticed the change in his friend over the past few days – a noticeable distance and a lack of the usual camaraderie. So, when he saw Ragnar's house lights were on, he knew he had to check in.

As he stepped inside, Trondo took in the scene: Ragnar slumped on the couch, a empty bottle of whiskey over the table. The sight stirred a familiar sense of dread in his stomach.

The Assassin made his way over to the couch, his footsteps heavy on the floor. He sank on the cushion beside Ragnar, the weight of his friend's silence pressing down on him.

"You always leave things a mess when you drink," Trondo finally spoke, his voice heavy. "But this... this is different. What happened?"

Trondo sat in silence, the weight of his friend's situation settling over him. He knew that whatever had happened, it was something Ragnar would have to face alone. But he also knew that he couldn't leave his friend in this state, not when he needed him the most.

With a deep breath, Trondo reached out, placing a hand on Ragnar's shoulder. "I'm here, buddy. I'm not going anywhere."

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"Ragnar... Can I join you?"

Trondo was holding a bottle of one of those spicy and strong Peacekeepers' alcohol beverage.

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In the ambience of his own home in the Ice Caverns, it was a rustic little quaint home, it had everything he and Andor could ever need, though in his stupor, Ragnar had forgotten to lock the door, or at the very least, the one who opened the door was probably able to get past the lock, removing the hands from his face, Ragnar looked up to the voice of Trondo, who was holding one of the homemade alcohol the Peace Keepers were known for.

While Ragnar most definitely preferred the Whiskeys and bourbons the Artisans were able to dish out, nothing could beat the buzz and stinging that he so craved with the strength of pure Peace-Keeper spirits. Maybe it wasn't too bad, as he had drank an entire bottle of Whiskey.. he was going to have to get another bottle the next time he was visiting the Artisans.

[ " ... While ya could'a knocked.. Why the hell not? Never a good idea to drink solo. " ]

A long sigh as Ragnar sat himself up on the couch, grabbing two shot glasses and setting them down on the coffee table, before scooting to the other side of the couch.

[ " But..please do knock next time? " ]

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For Trondo, the night skies on Peace Keepers had always been a constant presence during his long solitary guards. That same endless darkness, speckled with countless stars that faded into the night and the moons that orbited the world, their blue and white round faces of peeking out from the darkness, watching over them from the other side.

But that night was different. He wasn't alone anymore. Whether he wanted to be or not, Andy had become an inseparable part of his life since his return. Andy's energy and curiosity, despite his stubbornness, often went further than Trondo's patience could handle... Yet, Trondo couldn't deny that seeing Andy again after so long filled his heart with a forbidden joy.

Now, they were watching the stars together after a warm summer day. Those points of light shone proudly in the sky. Andy, nestled against Trondo's chest, seemed quite interested in the display. Trondo raised an arm and pointed to the air.

"See that carriage over there, Andy? The Magic Crafters call it Draco. I like to call it The Dunes Crasher. Look closely, it's like a dragon with a stick, sweeping the dunes of a desert..."

Perhaps one needed a great act of imagination to make out what Trondo was saying, but that constellation was undeniably visible in the night sky.

🌌 with Andy

Out in the desert, you could get some really good views of the cosmos on a clear night.

The roof of the fortress was still clutching onto the last bits of heat after another day of soaking up rays, not that it could deter Trondo from getting down on his back for some stargazing.

Andy had a more comfortable seat - as comfortable as the scar-laden chest of a burly dragon could get - and was staring up at the night sky looking at all the fascinating wispy shapes and colours surrounding the stars. They were almost like white flakes of glitter in paint.

The baby dragon’s eyes occasionally flicked in another direction, trying to locate the moons before being drawn away by everything else going on up there. As big as they were from their proximity to the planet, he was finding it a bit challenging with so much clutter up there. Beautiful, irresistible clutter...but still clutter.