Also Humanoid Dragon BW Is So Hot??? What A Handsome And Beautiful Fella!!! Would Be Fun To See All The

Was thinking about Robin while watching Roblox car crash comps earlier and thought wow he could make a career out of this

a few doodles of dragon PC with the dragon LIs

bonus size comparison lineup (PC is "small")

uber old PC art from when i had first started playing the game

i miss him. i wonder where he is now, in the dimly lit backrooms of my nog

bonus pic from that same era of my art bc i miss drawing men like this. i need to study my old style and bring it back

also when i get to 69 followers i'll do one of those event things bc i find those fun

I supposedly posted all the ask event fics to AO3 but I don't know how to use that platform as a poster (esp since I posted it anonymously) so! idk we'll see i guess

edit: nvm i'm just impatient, the site did as it should've! you can find it here -> various short fics <3 it should make life a bit easier if anyone wants to scroll thru the stuff i put out during that event and future events

HELLO CITIZEN!! BLACK WOLF MPREG NATION SALUTES YOU! YOUR NATION REQUESTS YOU TO DRAW BLACK WOLF MPREG IT IS AN IMPORTANT TRADITION WHEN (FORCEFULLY AND AGAINST YOUR WILL) JOINING OUR GREAT NATION OF BW MPREG!!! ❤

Black wolf mpreg nation out!!! ❤

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I love u anon. Great Hawk and Alex in one request?? I must be in heaven. you've blessed me i love them both sm they're my favorites

Thanks for participating in my ask event! I don't think I'll get the last two done before next week (busy weekend) but I'll try to at least get one! :) Anyways I love writing abt bad things happening to characters I don't particularly enjoy (Remy) <3

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; attack bird

Prompt: Great Hawk & Alex (Wholesome) / CW: GH got an ouchie :(, Remy getting what she fuckin deserves - Alex = GN, GH = female, and GH is a beastperson + bonus F! Remy (only mentioned)

A Phoenix Downed

Alex didn't get visitors at their farm often, and when they did, it usually wasn't a good thing. The only people they liked to see were their business partners and the very rare kind stranger just stopping by for directions. So, when a giant harpy crash landed in the middle of one of their fields, they were hesitant. She was massive, even for a beastperson, and one of her wings was bent at an odd angle that Alex couldn't possibly imagine was natural. They were a bit scared of getting close to her, but their concern won out when they heard her painful cried echo through the air.

"You alright, miss harpy lady?" They frowned as they carefully approached, a hand on their sunhat and a hand on the phone in their pocket. They'd call animal control if they didn't already know what the bastards would do to her, but they wouldn't be capable of fighting off such a huge bird, even if she was already wounded. She looked up at him from where she was splayed on the ground, clearly getting ready to growl or swat at them. "It's okay! I ain't here to hurt ya. Or touch ya at all, really." They kept their distance from her and she seemed to calm down, at least to a manageable degree. She moved to sit up and subsequently winced, though she kept her eyes trained on Alex. She must not be very trusting of other people. Or, at least not humans.

"You gotta be in a lot of pain, right? I know you don't trust me, but I can help ya." Alex gently coaxed, crouching down near her feet. They were terrified of her lashing those talons out at them, but she didn't seem eager to do so either. She didn't move when they rummaged through their pockets and pulled out a bottle, shaking out some pills from inside. They were pain meds that were safe for both them and the various beastpeople on their farm to have, so they just kept some on them at all times for emergencies. And, well, it was probably safe for the harpy to have some too. Wild harpies couldn't be too different from their centaurs or cowgirls, right? "This is will help with the pain. It's stuff ya gotta swallow whole, since it don't taste good." They explained, holding out a couple pills to her and frowning when she glowered at them. With a sigh, they pulled another pill out the bottle and swallowed it in front of her. It was only then that she reached and took the pills from them, swallowing them just like Alex did.

The next few weeks were... interesting, if nothing else. They had let her room in the upper attic of the barn, though the cows weren't all too pleased with the new dangerous roommate that was constantly over their heads. At the very least, she knew how to pay a person back for their kindness. She would hunt down the lurkers hiding in the fields and eat them, letting Alex clear the weed-filled ones many times easier than they could before. She also let them tend to her wounds, and, after a while, began to hang around them more. She would perch on the fence they freshly rebuilt that morning and watch as they tugged at weeds or watered the various plants in their field.

"Great Hawk." She said out of the blue one day, and they paused, confused for a moment. Then it clicked and they smiled at her, tipping their hat. "Alex." They felt accomplished when they witnessed her first smile, and they felt equally bittersweet when she was fully healed and ready to head off to her home again. While they wouldn't call her a friend, per se, she had definitely endeared herself to Alex somehow. She was intelligent and oddly kind, and they thought they finally managed to get past her reserved nature. "Will be back to help." She promised softly, before taking off into the moor.

They didn't see her again until a week later, though they'd heard, and seen, a surprising amount of destruction had gone on at Remy's estate. Barns burnt down, cows and centaurs fleeing in all directions whilst terrified, and fields decimated. Alex was curious how they managed to escape being directly affected by whatever was going on just down the street, but their confusion died when they saw Great Hawk perching on the fence again. "Working on revenge. Dislike the cruel human that tried to kill me." She'd explained when Alex asked if she had any role in it, and they chuckled at her. At least they had a common enemy, right?

Over the next month, Alex watched, and vaguely helped, Great Hawk as she tore the Remy estate apart and brought it to its metaphorical knees. Surely the first hit they'd gotten on her, the one that started this, must have been a fluke, because no matter how many times they shot at her now, they never so much as grazed her flight feathers. Each unrelenting siege left them with half the land and possessions that they did the day prior, and considering Great Hawk attacked them every single night, they were running out of supplies much faster than they could get new ones in. Alex knew they had no right to feel such a way, but they were very proud of her regardless.

When Remy finally admitted defeat and abandoned her once-thriving farmlands, Great Hawk visited Alex again. She moved closer to them than she ever had before, at least without being injured and needing her wounds checked up on, and hugged them tightly. They hugged her back with a light laugh, glad to have such a weight off their shoulders, and even more glad to have made such a companion.

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i've graduated from egg to chicken

DoL but the LI are dragons

still working on the comic n whatnot but I had the idea for this a while ago and wanted to draw it

also yes I will do the other half of the LIs at some point lmfao

@gremmed

tagged u so you'd know when i posted ur request lmao. I love it when Kylar's on the bottom. wish they didn't fight it so much in-game like just let me pamper u bbygirl. anyways it seems my dice yearn for trans men rn

Thanks for participating in my ask event! When a fic contains the PC as a main character, the PC will exclusively be referred to as "you," except from other characters, who will refer to the PC by their gender or some other defining characteristic. :) Brings me back to my "x reader" fic days. ahhh what nostalgia

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; Kylar gets railed into oblivion

Prompt: Kylar x PC (Smut) / CW: kidnapping, dubcon (not really), breeding kink, PC = evil-type crazy, babytrapping but they both want to babytrap the other so uh? - Kylar = AFAB & male, PC = AMAB & GN ((mostly) dice rolls) + bonus F! Sydney, M! Whitney, and M! Robin (only mentioned)

Welcomed Payback

The chair you've been strapped to is rather uncomfortable. The least Kylar could've done was make sure it was a chair with padding or something instead of some wooden old rickety one that felt one wrong move away from just snapping under you. Oh well. At least he put you in a different room to whatever's causing all that ruckus upstairs. Though, you almost wish he did, considering that it keeps scaring him away from you. You're a bit fed up with him just coming and going. Him feeding you fruit by hand is just about the most contact you've gotten with him so far. All he's done other than that is draw you some and sing a couple out-of-tune love songs he made himself.

Did you purposefully get him to go crazy and kidnap you? Yes. You weren't ashamed to admit it at this point. You've been a bit enamored with him yourself ever since he introduced himself, probably more than he was with you. You didn't think anything of helping a bully victim out of a beatdown, but when you saw how he looked up at you, like he witnessed the descent of a god, something in your brain was clicked on. Considering he wouldn't talk to you for the first few weeks of your attempts at getting to know him, you ended up going a different route and doing quite a bit of digging to find out more about him—you first befriended Sydney and lulled out any and all stories she could remember about Kylar when he was little, then moved on to breaking into more than just a couple government archives to flip through Kylar's, and his family's, past documents.

You knew where he lived before he ever followed you back to the orphanage, and, honestly? It hurt a little, to see how he wanted to be part of your life so bad but didn't seem to want you to be in his. So, you thought you'd nudge him the right way. You noticed he was prone to getting jealous, seeing how his expression would change whenever you'd chat with someone else during lunch, and you thought it'd be easy to use that against him. You'd flirt with anyone and everyone the moment you felt a familiar tingle on the back of your neck, and then relish in the dark, envious looks he'd give the hickeys on your neck when you saw him next. You weren't a big fan of sharing your body so casually with other people, but it would be well worth it if it meant you'd have Kylar in your hands at the end of your endeavors.

Robin was probably the only one you actually felt bad for. When Kylar had given you a little owl plush that so obviously had one of its glass eyes replaced with a camera lens, you had gotten an idea. Though, you struggled to find the right person to use for it. Sydney came to mind first, initially, since you were already close with her and you could smell her crush on you, but figured it'd be too much effort considering how deep her connections are to the temple. She'd totally try to get you to join. There was also Whitney, but Kylar's already watched you suck him off at least a dozen times, so there wouldn't be a big surprise factor with him. A random stranger wouldn't do either—if it did, the videos and photos of you online would've been plenty. But then, you remembered Robin.

You had successfully wooed him, flirting with and lewdly touching him every chance you had, until he finally visited you in your room at night. All it took was a week of tender words, and it made you pity the poor man, but you found you didn't care too much as you grinned up at the owl plush on your wardrobe, right when Robin was busy staining your innards with his cum. The feeling of him inside you was revolting to some extent, but you had washed out his cum the moment Robin had fallen asleep. To your delight, Kylar was waiting for you outside the very next morning. He looked far from pleased, a distant look in his eyes, as he lifted up a long tube with something metallic shining within. You looked directly at him and bared your neck, eagerly accepting the tranq dart as it sunk into your flesh.

But, now that you were here, you couldn't help but find it a bit boring. The most entertainment you've gotten was Kylar's occasional visits and the nigh-constant rumbling above your head. For the past few hours, you've exclusively been humming the nonsensical tune Kylar had sung to you and fiddling with the rope tying you down. At this point, you would've settled for an awful soap opera on whatever old TV this decrepit manor still had lying around.

When Kylar came into the room next, you were already fully untied and just leisurely sitting in the chair, eyes closed and leg bouncing. "M-My love, d-did you not like the ropes? I-I'm sorry, b-but I put t-them on for a r-r-reason. Y-You'll run away if I d-don't keep you here." Kylar grit out, expression dark, as he stepped closer. He was probably on his way to tie you up again. Good. "Hm, but I didn't, did I?" You purred as he came up beside you, brushing a couple fingers up the length of his forearm, though you weren't too pleased to have his sweater between you and his skin. He paused, looking conflicted, and you took the opportunity to grab him and pull him onto your lap.

His face flushed a pretty red and he began to squirm, his hands grabbing onto yours as you kept his hips glued to yours. The clothes in your way would be off soon enough. You could be patient, just as you've been these past months. "A-Ah, d-did you want to do it that bad? I-I'm sorry, I haven't been a g-good boyfriend..." Kylar groaned as you grinded up against him, and the sound alone made you want to cum already. "What nonsense. You're the best I could ask for. Far too good for me." You murmured sweet platitudes as your hands slipped beneath his clothes. He shivered, and you began to rethink taking them all off. Maybe you'd just rip them where you needed to and let him keep the rest on—the room seems a bit cold for him.

He wriggled in your grasp against and you decided this was going to be a bad position to fuck him in, given he was already moving about like he was uncomfortable. So, naturally, you slid onto the floor below and carefully laid him down beneath you. Honestly, it might've been cleaner to fuck in a random alleyway, given the state of this room, but you weren't going to be picky all of a sudden. Your beloved was beneath you and waiting, legs and lips parted just for you, just like you wanted him to be. He leaned back up to take your lips in his, his tongue eager to explore your mouth as his hands ran across your back. You didn't even flinch when he tried to stick it down your throat, and gave him the same intense treatment.

You pulled your pants down and ripped a new hole in his at the same time, swallowing the bashful squeak he let out. You palmed him through his remaining underwear, your cock throbbing when you felt a pair of drenched folds through the thin fabric. You already knew he was trans, so it wasn't a surprise, but you truly had to thank whatever divine being made this man just so perfect. You wouldn't be able to count how many times you came just to the thought of getting to fuck a baby into your Kylar—because he would be yours if you put your kid inside him, right?

Kylar, to his wondrous credit, seemed to have a similar thought process. When he felt your fingers against his slick, he spread his legs even wider and shuddered erotically, only to pull away from your heavenly kiss. "Y-You should put it in. A-And not pull out, e-ever." He all but whispered the command, and you were more than happy to comply. You ripped another hole in the last remaining barrier and dug in with no further warning, relishing in the erotic yelp he gifted you, alongside all the other sounds he made as you began to thrust into him.

His insides were soft and gummy, massaging your cock as you slammed your hips against his. Any time he gripped onto you, you'd move in a particularly rough way, and if he whined, you left a new mark on his hardly exposed neck. He clung to you and didn't bother with keeping quiet, babbling all sorts of lewd things as he grinded up into your crotch at the peak of each thrust. At some point, you had to forcibly hold his hips still to keep him from accidentally shifting too far from you. It had the added bonus of giving you more leverage to ravage his cunt, though, so you were happy with the arrangement, even if Kylar cried about it.

Kylar came suddenly around you, soaking both your crotches with a thick cream, and you slowed for just a moment to give him some time to recuperate. When he began to whine again, you picked up the pace—drilling into him as fast as you could. As your own climax drew near, an unkind idea popped inside your head and made you pause. With a smirk, you slowly began to pull out of his swollen pussy, stopping only when Kylar's legs wrapped around the back of your hips and forced you to stay inside.

His face was still a delicious red, but his expression was dangerous. What a pretty boy. "C-Cum inside. N-Now." You chuckled at his cute attempt at being mean and happily resumed your gyrating, cumming with a drawn-out moan as you pushed your hips as deep into his as you could. "G-Good." Kylar hummed, clearly pleased with himself. You were far more pleased with yourself than he could've been, honestly. Hopefully after this he'd give you a tour around his house, and you could start planning on where the nursery would go.

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dragon pc doodles part 2 most of them have words this time so if u can't read my handwriting, all the written words are in the img descriptions (also read it left to right, up to down. classic english comic style)

one day I might do img descriptions properly but I promise nothing