Dragon Blood

[Independent Shyvana roleplay blog. Loved by Dandelion.]

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I LOVE HER BEFORE SHE WAS COOL

LÇOOK AT THAT DAMN DRAGON

AND SHE HAS A TAIL??

MAYBE?????

I HEADCANONED THE TAIL SO LONG AGO YOU ALL KNOW ITS LIKE RIOT KNOWS ME

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Hiatus

After some heavy thinking and some consideration, this is officially my hiatus notice. Writting has been difficult and I've decided to put myself on hiatus because I cannot write. The passion is not there and honestly if I force myself it's gonna be a bad experience for both me and my partners and I would hate that.

I don't know when I'll be back here. Might be in a week, might be in 2 years. But if anyone want to still chat or even try to rp on discord or stuff, just message me if we are mutuals.

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Hiatus

After some heavy thinking and some consideration, this is officially my hiatus notice. Writting has been difficult and I've decided to put myself on hiatus because I cannot write. The passion is not there and honestly if I force myself it's gonna be a bad experience for both me and my partners and I would hate that.

I don't know when I'll be back here. Might be in a week, might be in 2 years. But if anyone want to still chat or even try to rp on discord or stuff, just message me if we are mutuals.

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As some of you might have noticed, I'm in not too active and there is a reason for that. I've had some personal problems lately that just been occupying my mind and I cannot bring myself to do much outside of the basic stuff. I don't know when I'll be back into writting but I hope it's soon.

Sorry and thank you for the patience.

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Shyvana is the type to overheat her body so her tears evaporate before they can fall.

Then she can unironically say that she's not crying, YOU'RE crying.

imagine shyvana on the couch watching a sad movie and her eyes are just S T E A M I N G

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As some of you might have noticed, I'm in not too active and there is a reason for that. I've had some personal problems lately that just been occupying my mind and I cannot bring myself to do much outside of the basic stuff. I don't know when I'll be back into writting but I hope it's soon.

Sorry and thank you for the patience.

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Phrases/Actions that have my legs divorcing

All 18+ Prompts | Part 1 of prompts

“Don’t you want to play with me?” 

“Look at me. I want you to watch you come on my fingers/cock/strap.” 

Watching in awe as your partner slides their finger into their mouth with your cum on it. 

“Yeah?” They say with a hint of teasing to their tone, “And what if I do this?” They say, changing their rhythm slightly and hitting your weak spot.

Toying with a piece of clothing, whether that be the collar of your shirt, slowly undoing your belt, sliding a finger under the waistband of your underwear before letting it snap back against your skin.(The last one ahhhh) 

Kissing down every inch of your body they possibly can, showing you how much they love you. 

^ Have them murmuring against your skin how beautiful/handsome you are 

“Tell me to stop and we stop. I don’t care what’s happening. All I care about is you.” 

Sighing softly at the shell of your ear so you can hear how much you affect them. 

“Behave, I wouldn’t want to have to punish you now.” 

 “Can’t you handle it, baby?” “I can-fuck, I can handle it.” 

“If you want something, you have to use your words.” 

 “Count them for me.” 

 Scraping their teeth over your neck to have a shiver of arousal run down your spine. 

“I bet they can’t fuck you like I can.”  

 Wrapping their fingers around your wrist and guiding you to where they desperately need you. 

“Remember who’s in charge here baby, I’d choose your next words carefully.” 

 “Act like a brat and I’ll treat you like a brat.” 

“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.” (Someone write an enemies with benefits to this I beg) 

 “Don’t be shy baby, I love the way you moan my name.”

[veiled-lady]

Morgana stiffened at that observation. It had been many months since anyone had passed through here. The cottage was relatively close to her refuge and Morgana had once used it as a place to meet with her mortal friends. Now it was just an empty cottage with the bare minimum commodities that travelers or fleeing mages may use. She used to maintain it and clean it often so that that it would be welcoming to those who entered, but now not so much.

Morgana relaxed and continued to clean up. She would need to boil the needle and bandages later. "No. A number of mages have passed through here in the past years. It's a safe resting place. It's a bit dusty, but I can tidy up. I might be able to help send a letter, if you'd like to write one." She said. She looked over at Shyvanna. "I have a camp nearby but it is better if you stay here. I can go bring my things though, now that you're stable. If you don't mind the company of course." She said with a small smile.

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Shyvana took a moment to think about that situation and her offer. She had no reason to distrust that stranger, that had taken her in and was caring for her wounds, but at the same time, life had taught her that trusting others not something that she should do often. Still, if she wanted to kill her then she would have just let her to die.

"If you could deliver a letter for me, that would be very kind." The dragon replied. She needed to ease their minds at least. "And.... I don't mind the company. I'd love to know more about the person who saved me."

[armafidelium]

THE room was small but leagues cozier than where he had rested the past few weeks. his mission did not allow for much rest and when he was allotted time to rest aphelios would not remain still for long. he knew the gravity of the mission he was on and he could not afford a long rest even if his body demanded it. the times he'd require more rest were ones he vehemently regretted the most.

he gave a firm nod in response to her words, setting down his satchel he carried around with him on the bed before. opting with a simple nod and a sign to acknowledge he understood and would do just as she informed him. he didn't have much plans for wandering about when allowed in the building. while he was curious about his surroundings he figured the smarter move would be to regain his strength before anything else. even his twin's words that echoed in his mind agreed with this course of action. she was oft the one to persuade him to find rest when he pushed his body too hard and near its breaking point. if not for alune he would have most likely wouldn't be where he was at this moment.

sitting on the bed he noted his surroundings with a sigh. it was much different than targon or any inn he'd stumbled upon, but it was better than outside where anything could attack him. he would offer prayer to mother moon and seek insight from his twin before resting for the night. the guidance from both his guiding light. even without hope in his core his sister's made up for it. in shadow was light and the two balanced one another out. they would find the aspect and seek the answers they sought.

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Shyvana had done her share and let the others know about the guest, those awake at least. A note was left about Aphelios to the ones that were asleep to read in the morning. Considering the dragoness was keeping a close eye on the stranger, they were mostly not worried even if she couldn't help but to noticed a couple more steps around the area where the guest was sleeping.

By the morning, she was already up and stretching, ready to start the day. In honesty, she trully hoped there were some information about the whereabouts of the Aspect that Aphelios was looking for.

When it was at a descent time for it, she came down the hall to knock on his door. "Good morning, are you up?" She asked. "Though you would like some breakfast before we go check the records.¨

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"Of course, I would not wish to go against the grain and ruin the Dragonguard's methods and patterns. I am there to assist, not to uproot." Though her eyes lit up a little bit when Shyvana began to laugh. So they got to fight her? There was something interesting about that... "So we get to face you in your dragon form for practice? Or is it just for me? Regardless, the prospect is somewhat interesting to me..."

Xin wasn't someone who always sought out bigger and grander battles, but the more kinds of people you fought, you sparred with, you killed. The more you learned and Xin had learned much over the years, but a dragon? That was new!

When their drinks were put down, Xin lowered her head and grabbed the cup of tea, exhaling softly before taking a sip despite its heat and nodded pleased.

"I have never fought a dragon before. But I did fight an Ionian Elder who carried the spirit of a dragon. It was fascinating, and ended in a decisive loss for me. Perhaps I can beat a physical dragon, or perhaps I have reached the limits of my talents." Xin remarked, some humor in her voice, though it would not be easy for everyone to read.

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"It's not the norm, but yes. There are some friendly species among my kin and some of them agree, every now and then, to help out on training but since fire dragons are the most agressive... it's harder to get them to colaborate. And there is one that seems especially interested in claiming this land as his territory so I have to play the evil fire dragon if we are to be ready for real attacks." Shyvana replied. And of course, she wanted her human friends to be able to survive this as much as possible. It wasn't any unpexted surprise that she did try to shelther them from the actual fights with dragons as much as she could, but it was inevitable.

Plus she wanted everyone in her territory to be able to properly defend it against that other lizard.

¨The spirit of an Elder Dragon? You must tell me about this story." Shyvana asked, in a curious tone. "I didn't even know it was possible for such thing to happen. Was it in Ionia?"

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send me   ‘ hold up ‘   for your muse to grab mine by the back of the shirt to keep them from doing something dangerous / foolish 

send  ‘ hold up ‘ reverse  for my muse to do the grabbing

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@firerevealstruth asked: "Who are you?"

Shyvana looked up at the stranger, fiery eyes going from head to toe, as if trying to figure out who that stranger was, or if she was any potential danger. "Just another soldier camping out." Shyvana replied. An odd looking soldier when compared to the obvious humans that were in the Demacian Military, but a soldier still.

"And who are you?"

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@veiled-lady continued from (x)

Eyes narrowed as she stared. Her clothes seemed similar to what she had seen in the cult of the Veiled Lady, what did not escape her attention. At that age, she was already suffering the tool of looking and being different. If in early stages she had her dragon tail out, now she looked more 'human' or as much as she could due to her skin and horns. Still, there was a trust in strangers that was very obvious in her young eyes.

The woman's voice, smell and well, everything, was different from what Shyvana was used to. While she kept herself at a certain distance, the curisiosity of a child was still there and unable to be restrained.

"Are you a devotee of the Veiled Lady?"

[couturiere]

"The Capital? Really?" Gwen's only time in the capital had been a brief window of fighting wraiths and dodging mist, but she had heard a bit about it from Senna. There were a lot of places she wanted to go, despite the other woman's warnings that her 'talents' were more likely to be seen as a threat than a skill. It would probably be best to avoid being there for too long though, and make sure she didn't make any mistakes in the meantime.

"Well, I don't have any weapons that need checking," she replies. None she'd probably need to use in Demacia- or so she hopes. From the hidden pockets of her dress, Gwen pulls her scissors and needles, and a spool of brilliantly blue thread. "I only really have my tools with me. And a bit of money, I suppose, but I don't think I could weaponize that." Though... well, she could throw it at someone, but she doubts it would do much.

"That does remind me though- will there be any fabric stalls or shops nearby? I've never seen Demacian textiles, and I'd love a look before I move along."

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Shyvana looked at the woman and then at the accessories she had shown. Seemed ordinary enough for her to be able to pass without much trouble and just be on her merry way. Good, she wasn't in the mood to deal with any complications. She wrote it down on a piece of paper that was handed to everyone that had been crossing the borders during these pass days, daying that they had passed by the inspection and were decreted 'safe' to be within the walls. Just in case of some guard stopping them further in.

"Alright, you are good to go and this document here will ensure no one bothers you any more about this. Thank you for the cooperation and I apologise for the inconvinience." The dragon said, handing her the papers, while her words were sincere there was a certain monotone to it since this was something she was supposed to say regardless. Her expression changed a bit once she asked about the shops, softening a bit.

"Just go straigh head and you will get to the shopping district. There are a lot of shops there that sells fabric among other things of the sort." She informed. Don't do it Shyvana, don't ask why her smell is familiar along with her face.

"Is it your first time in Demacia? You seem... a little familiar."

[steel-and-fire]

The fight on this side had all but been decided. While the insectoid monster did not have any mortal injuries yet, it had been all but crippled. Ferenir was tasked to fight creatures that were physically and magically stronger than him on the regular. He was not born this powerful after all, for the longest time he was little above a strong human, and he still had to deal with every terrific danger and survive regardless.

That's why the blacksmith learned to utilize a very important fact of the world. Strength doesn't equal the same amount of durability. Everyone has weak points, and by targeting them, you instantly level the fighting field, equalizing the power difference. Of course, it all came down to how aware one was of them, and how good they were at protecting them.

That's why, despite his toughness, he still wore powerful armor, covering all his easy vitals entirely. The monster, probably far from used to the tiny 'shell' of humans wthstanding its attacks, wasted its offense in trying to penetrated the adamantine.

Hah. And now it kept trying to stand on its arms to even move.

Yet, the dragonborn would not just let it scurry away. "You're too dangerous.", he muttered, his eyes sparking gold aura. "And not intelligent enough to learn any lesson from today. I am sorry."

His apology was genuine. And so were his attacks, massive, quick, fierce. His hammer crushed on the defending limbs of the monster, while he himself took blow after blow with little more than a flinch.

Hehad no care for the vitals yet, and kept targetting the limbs, till even the last one laid snapped and unmoving.

And as the beast screeched in a desperate, final attempt to dissuade the attacker, it was silenced, the hammer being brough down on its head with terrifying force, the impact echoing in a sickening crunching sound throughout the entire area.

It was the first attack to a vital spot it received, and it was the last. The man exhaled a heavy breath, panting a little as he turned around to see how Shyvana was doing...

Pretty good for herself, he expected nothing less. He just took a seat, catching his breath, and enjoying the dragoness unleash her power...It was a sight he could only dream to witness, and now he had full front view of it.

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Shyvana had to admit, it was good to not have to hold back against an opponent. Brute force was something she was rarely able to fully unleash as she usually had to worry about humans and constructions around her, and to be able to do that pumped her blood with adrenaline. Heck, the last time she had been any close to unleash herself this much was during that little time she had lived in the wilds, escaping from her mother's wrath.

It was a feral, almost primitived instinct, to claw and rip appart, combined with refined militar training that was displayed for the other to see. She was a beast and fought the monster with teeth, claws and fire, ripping and burning away. It didn't take long after Ferenir had defeated his opponed before Shyvana growled victorious, ripping the head off the torso with her bare hands, an arm firmly grabbed between her teeth.

The body fell to the ground, spazzing every now and then until it finally stoped moving and she spit the arm with a disgusted face. "These bugs taste so bad." She couldn't help but to comment before turning to face the civilian.

¨Well done, I had to admit you did well for someone with no military training." Shyvana complimented, her voice a little hoarse but still softer since she was no longer in combat and didn't want to appear as a 'threatning monster'.

¨If this happen again tho and you don't hear me out when I tell you to back off, I WILL push you away by force." She warned, but with a hint of playfullness on her voice. "Let's go, I think the folk in town could have heard the comossion and they need to be warned in case there are more around.¨

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Big red eyes peered over a rock, glancing at the creature before her. Seemed like a fox but... not quite? Didn't smell like that, that was for sure. Daddy had said there wouldn't be monsters on that side of the forest, so she didn't think this one would be any danger. And if it was... well, she could breath fire! True, not her best skill and she could use some more practice. But... that strange fox was definitely better than the kids from the village. They were mean, same went for the adults, and Shyvana couldn't really get why. Sure, they didn't have scales or horns or a tail, but they didn't look alike either! The little dragoness moved away from the rock and started to approach the fox like creature, trying to not look like too much of a threat to scare her off. "Your furr is so pretty!" The eight year old said in a soft, whisper like tone. "Are you a misfit like me too?" @demacianhcart cont. from here.

Ahri knew that she was being watched. The little dragon-like creature had snuck in the direction of the wind and thus its scent had carried into the fox Vastaya's nostrils way before her agile, black paws had felt the vibrations in the ground. It spoke of the youth of her trespasser. Any skilled ambush predator would know to not give their game away so soon.

However, Ahri played the fool, acting oblivious to her secret watcher. Instead the snow-white vixen with her thick, white tail had locked eyes with a bunch of grapes. They were a dark, ripe purple and hung just out of reach. Ahri squatted down, wagged her tail, put her ears back and leapt up into the air. Snap, snap, snap. Her jaws kept missing the berries by mere inches as she continued to leap. Ahri knew she could reach those fruits with ease, but she was intentionally missing to thug at the little child's heartstrings. After all, who didn't love helping an animal?

Ahri timed her next jump in a way, which made her land right back on the ground as the little dragon girl approached her. Her body was turned to the side and Ahri shuffled backwards, tail tugged between her legs, her ears pressed tightly against her head. It wouldn't be satisfactory for any child if the fox was friendly towards them immediately. It would lack the sense of accomplishment and pride, which Ahri had learned was oh, so very crucial to wound children around her metaphorical finger.

However, as the dragon girl spoke, Ahri realised that she should talk just a little bit. After all, the girl had just assigned her a role: Misfit. And what was a greater misfit than a snow-white fox with the power of speech? Ahri looked away, her ears went droopy and her tail tip twitched. She gave a soft sniffle as if she was ashamed to admit something.

"Yes", Ahri said, "I'm a misfit too; I suppose. Other animals don't want much to do with me as I can talk." She peered up at the dragon girl. "You look strange too", she whispered and pawed at her scales, "But it looks pretty." Ahri then drew the girl's attention to the grapes as she said: "Could you help me get those? I tried getting them but my leaps were not strong enough. They look so very ripe. I am sure they must be sweet as honey."

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A talking fox! Daddy would never believe that once she got home! Maybe he would just attribute to the little dragon's hability to understand other animals. She had learned to start tunning it down but it sometimes sliped up her mind and she would often claim a bird or a cat had said something to her. But this strange smelling fox... this one she was sure that had spoken like any ordinay human would! Maybe she had finally found a friend! She could only hope there wouldn't be any hunters around.

Shyvana approached a little more, her own tail slowly moving and showing how she was nervous and at the same time very curious. She was about to answer the commentary about her scales when her attention was brough to the grapes above the fox's head.

She reached up and grabbed the grapes, sitting down on the grass and placing them in front of the strange fox. A voice in her mind reminded her that her father had told her about not speaking to strangers, but did that include animals too? Tecnically they were always strangers and while most of them were not interested in interacting with her, in fact they seemed to flee almost instantly, she didn't think a simple fox would be able to do much harm.

Especially when the little dragon girl could breath fire and burn things.

"Do you have a name? I'm Shyvana!" The child introduced herself. "Can I touch your furr? Foxs never let me get this close to them usually......"

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Sorry I've been absent, life has been rough. I'm mentally and physically exausted from problems with sleep, family matters, comission matters. Thank you for being patient with me.

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Replies have been queued up and will be posted. While this doesn't mean I'm back to full activity just yet, it's good to have some sort of breathing room to write.