The Great Red Dragon

An Indie, semi-selective RP account dedicated to an OC; Akane Ryu. The mun and muse are both 21+. Please do not repost my artwork. Also see @aensxevherne; Avallac’h!

[dragonofdivinity]

“I simply cannot ignore the needs of my clan. They take priority.”

Penned by: anoodledragon, main account to; aensxevherne

This is an independent role-play account for a multiverse OC; Akane Ryu. Read all about her right here. My DMs, asks and submissions are all open should you want to contact me. I welcome your interactions. Read and Regulations the rules here and about the mun here.

8-9 years of experience

Detailed

Multiships with heavy chemistry

Dark and sexual themes | 18+ recommended

Semi-selective

OC/MV-friendly

The mun is not the muse

Friendly mun

Generally serious but can do crack

All artwork is drawn by the mun unless stated otherwise.

Dragon form face claims

Drogon, Viserion and Rheagal | Game of Thrones

Smaug | The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug

[dragonofdivinity]

// Oh my god I finally got this account back.

[dragonofdivinity]

Closed Starter for @decemberxmorning

Swearing in her native elven tongue, she had been caught in an unfortunate predicament. On the journey back to her home clan atop her black warhorse, she had been caught in a brewing store. The wind was howling and whistling through the trees and bushes growing stronger by the minute. The blackened clouded began to crackled and roar with thunder, flashing with lightning. The occasional bolt crashing down to earth miles away from where they ventured. Rain fell from the sky like tiny pellets of ice falling from the sky; ice cold in tempurature. Cover was necessary to find. The grueling feeling of ice cold water and strong wind against the fire drake had only been growing ever more torturous the longer she remained in this hellish storm.

She sweared to herself once again in her native tongue, soon to command Kasai to ignite, seeing a need to keep warm. With a loud, echoing neigh and a push up to her hind legs, the blackened mare burst into a bright orange blaze. Her body’s appearance resembled crusted over, molten lava flowing from a freshly erupting volcano while her goat-like horns curled and wrapped around in an almost complete circle, similarly to a ram’s headset. Her body temperate rivaled that of lava in turn, but that did not bother Akane in the slightest. She needed it, actually.

With a kick and a ‘YAH!’ the blazing mare took off in a gallop, quick along the path. Her hooves stamps and trampled the moistened and muddy dirt below. Puddles sizzled just as the drips of rain did, immediately evaporating upon making contact. The rain had fallen thicker and thicker, harder and harder. One hand kept Kasai’s reins, the other arm had been risen, attempting to shield her face from the icy droplets of water.

The rain, alone made it difficult to see, it was hard to keep track of where she had been going until... The atmosphere changed so quickly. It was so... Bright and sunny. Akane immediately pulled back her reigns to put Kasai to a skidding HALT in her tracks, leaving skid marks, razing the fresh grass from the dirt below. Once again, Kasai found herself upon her heind legs, kicking her front legs up in the air as she let out another loud neigh. Her blazing flames crackling at her ankles and mane, bright and orange. Her eyes and nostrils glowing yellow, almost white in color.

After calming down, the hellhorse set herself back down, huffing somewhat and breathing heavily from her recent activity. Her tail swayed and whipped behind her. Akane, however... Was confused and incredibly so. Where was this place? How did she get here? What happened? The elven woman was dumbfounded at the occurrence, simply staring on in shock and awe. Eventually, it shot her, immediately making her look back at where she came from, staring on in utter confusion, trying to figure out just what had happened. Unfortunately, it was too late. The moment the elf looked over, the portal she crossed through was closing. It was far too small to travel and far too dangerous to do so.

Sooner or later, the sinking feeling of being stranding began to dawn on the woman. She didn’t know what to do. What to think. How to feel. Akane was completely stunned as a result.

[sillyprompts]

Vanilla Sunday Meme

For muns who aren’t into explicit sexual content, but don’t mind approaching the topic. Feel free to cross out any questions you aren’t comfortable with!

Is your muse a romantic? Do they dream of love and marriage?

Is your muse a deviant? Are they overly flirtatious or forward?

Is your muse good at kissing? Are they experienced?

Does your muse initiate a lot of physical contact?

Is your muse comfortable with public displays of affection? 

Does your muse steal clothing from their partner?

Is your muse the big spoon or the little spoon?

Is your muse comfortable with, or proud of their body? Are they insecure?

Is your muse attracted to any features in particular?

Have their crushes been mostly male, mostly female, or evenly split?

Have their partners been mostly male, mostly female, or evenly split? 

Is your muse easily flustered? Do they blush, swear, etc.?

Where is your muse most sensitive? 

Is your muse more submissive or dominant in a relationship? 

Would your muse ever tempt their partner, e.g. flirting, wearing tight/sexy clothing?

Does your muse initiate heated/sexual contact, or do they wait for their partner?

Does your muse leave hickies? Do they ask for them?

Does your muse like to be pinned down, or to pin their partner? 

Has your muse reached first/second/third base? Home run? 

Would your muse be interested in engaging with multiple partners?

Would your muse ever send a sexual text message? Would they send pictures?

Does your muse read smut, own magazines, or watch p-rn?

Is your muse the type to discuss their sex life or sexual prowess with others?

Is your muse a top, a bottom, or a switch? Do they have a lean?

How interested is your muse in sex and sexual activity?

Do they have sex frequently, occasionally, or rarely?

[aensxevherne]

❝ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫. ❞

Penned by: anoodledragon || Sideblog to dragonofdivinity

ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤 || 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 || 𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠

[aensxevherne]

“Yeá? Que glosse?”

Starter Call || Please like and/or reblog this post; I thank you.

By liking this post, it will allow me to send you a random, one-liner banter towards your muse, however the thread will go is dependent on you.

By reblogging or doing both, liking and reblogging; it will inform me that I am allowed to enter your DMs to discuss a possible plot between our muses.

[dragonofdivinity]

OOC; This is just a promo, of course, but lemme show you all my favorite elf boy.

[dragonofdivinity]

Yellow rose - naxir

Flower Crown Meme || @nazxir

Yellow Rose: Friendship

“The idea of having a new friend amidst my life seems to warm my heart a great deal. I am greatful to you for such a lovely gift and I thank you for it. Perhaps I will have to create one for you, in turn. Always; for a dear friend.”

[dragonofdivinity]

Iris + Red Carnation -fvk-destiny

Flower Crown Meme || @fvk-destiny

Iris: Inspiration

Red Carnation: Flashy

“I do admit, I am quite flattered by to know I am an inspiration to another being and greatful for the compliments as well as the useage of flowers to do so. I quite like the smell of them. I thank you.”

[dragonofdivinity]

Ah, my two elven muses. One with a broken blessing, the other; a sage.

The other found on; @aensxevherne.

[aensxevherne]

❝ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫. ❞

Penned by: anoodledragon || Sideblog to dragonofdivinity

ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤 || 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 || 𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠

[dragonofdivinity]

OOC; I absolutely did it. I have an Avallac’h, now.

[sphinxmemesmusings]

What would your muse put in a flower crown for mine?

Apple Blossom: A promise

Pink carnation: Gratitude

Red carnation: Flashy

Striped carnation: Refusal

White carnation: Remembrance

Yellow carnation: Cheerful

Bronze chrysanthemum: Excitement

White chrysanthemum: Truth

Red chrysanthemum: Sharing

Yellow chrysanthemum: Secret admirer

Crocus: Foresight

Daffodil: Chivalry

Daisy: Innocence

Forget-Me-Not: Remember me forever

Geranium : Comfort

Heather: Solitude

Hibiscus: Delicate beauty

Holly: Domestic happiness

Hyacinth: Sincerity

Iris: Inspiration

Ivy: Fidelity

Jasmine: Grace and elegance

Lavender: Distrust

Lilac: First love

Magnolia: Dignity

Marigold: Desire for riches

Orchid: Delicate beauty

Pansy: Loving thoughts

Peony: Healing

Poppy: Consolation

Rhododendron: Beware

Pink rose: Admiration/appreciation

Red rose: Passionate love

Red & white rose: Unity

White rose: Purity

Yellow rose: Friendship

Snapdragon: Presumptuous

Sunflower: Adoration

Sweetpea: Shyness

Pink tulip: Caring

Purple tulip: Royalty

Red tulip: Declaration of love

White tulip: Forgiveness

Yellow tulip: Hopelessly in love

Violet: Faithfulness

Wisteria: Steadfast

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X

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nazxir​:

“Dragons?” Now that has his attention and his curiosity piqued yet again. Dragons exist here, of course, but they’re so exceedingly rare that even in his four hundred and thirty one years of live he’s never seen one. He knows the witcher his closest friend is so  fond of has either slept with one or just seen one, but knowing that witcher? 

He definitely slept with it.

“I am curious to know more.” Dettlaff turns to her camp fire, obviously waiting for an invitation. He is a vampire, after all. There are some habits he simply can’t break, even if ivitations are really just a myth.

His gaze then turns to the horse, surprised it hasn’t spooked. Most can tell what he is, he’s had to find company with mules often if he’s trying to blend in more with a steed. Still, the animal seemed quite aware.

At the mention of dragons, Akane nodded once in reaction and confirmation. She, in fact, had three beneath her belt. Being one, herself, it make it easier for her to communicate and understand other dragons with ease. Even other animals at times. The elvish woman took silent note of him looking back at the nicely kept and contained camp fire, encircled by a rig of stones she’d set up for herself a while ago. It’s crackle still apparent, but the flame currently required more wood to keep going. That can easily be fixed, however. Perhaps if they were to discuss for much longer, it would be polite to invite the other and do so, she will.

Before she could speak again, however, she noticed him glancing over at her mare. She is quite the strange horse, indeed;“That is Kasai. She is not exactly your average horse... Many say she is quite firey.” The redhead stated, “A nosey one she can be sometimes.” Soon enough, the woman turned just a little bit, but not all the way around toward the pile of flaming logs; charred to nothing more that black and grey ash, or becoming it. “Perhaps we can continue this discussion over the fire. Maybe enjoy a drink or two. I do happen to have a few bottles on me.”

Akane soon glanced over at the saddle bags she’d set atop the log and the saddle That sat over the log itself as well. Luckily, the log wasn’t too short, so there was some remaining room there if he so chose to sit there. However... It sat quite close to the fire. That may not, exactly be a favored spot if the other wasn’t quite into getting a little hot in the process... She, however, requires it.

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fvk-destiny​:

Sure enough, the entrance he’d been told about is sealed from a rockslide. Instinct tells the Wolf, however, there’s always another way inside. He’s about to pace the area for signs of another entrance when something in his pocket vibrates, nearly making him jump.

“Of course,” he murmurs to himself. “Forgetful sunnovabitch…Nehaleni’s eye. Of course.” No rockslide- more like an illusion, and one he breaks by grasping that artifact and giving it a wave across the surface of the pile of rubble, which melts away with a blueish glimmer. The path inside is clear…for now.

The Wolf pauses and reaches over to the vials of potions and decoctions he keeps on his left bicep, secured in a little armband he had custom made several years before. It was a wise choice, and it continues to serve him well. The one in question is Cat- it will allow him to see in that dark, cloistered space as well as any creature of the night for eight hours. Longer than that and he’ll be in trouble, though he can already see in darkness better than a human.

He’s unafraid, though ready to draw silver in an instant. This place smells of damp and cold stone, of decaying organic matter and moss. It’s pleasant and it calms him, as all caves tend to. This is, however, broken by a whiff of something far fresher…something far more indicative of trouble.

Blood. Here?

His hand rises, and silver flashes in the gloom. He treads on, steps quiet but hardly silent against wet stone. Eventually, after passing through water up past his ankles, he crunches down on an old bone, snapping it and sending the resulting noise echoing through the cavern ahead.

The elven dragoness continued to snoop about within the ruined study she’d find herself within, even dragging a chair over to the book shelf of notes, books and receipts for potions and remedies. Akane used the fluffy end of her scaled beast-like tail as a makeshift duster for a near by seat the woman decided to sit within. However, not without a quick test for sturdiness. She pushed on the back rest of the chair, finding it to be just a little wobbly, but that’s just to go without saying. It was, indeed, strong enough to bare some weight; time had certainly done many of the old utensils well.

Akane was well versed in certain spells, illusionary magic being one of them. She had even used quite a massive and powerful one to hide her clan back home instead of being forced to build such an ugly wall around her home land. She saw that as pointless and it compromised the natural beauty in the area. The unusually redheaded elf was able to bypass the illusion spell, having been able to pick up on the useage of one at all rather skillfully; something many people seem to lack an ability of. Being an ancient elf; a kind of which relies on magic to spoil their own lives, she’s rather knowledgeable of it despite her limitation of using it.

Hearing the snap of an old bone or twig or something, Akane put a stop to what she was doing, immediately looking up from the book she was reading and to the surrounding area. Still not alone, it would seem... After a moment, she rose from the chair she’d claim, shut the elven book and set it aside, back onto the dusty shelf it sat upon and where she had got it, originally. Her tail swayed behind her gently and curiously, yet cautious and alert. She was careful not to hit the wooden chair she just got up from to avoid making further noise. Her claws extended several inches, ready for anything she may encounter and decided to make her way to the scource of the noise. Better to deal with it now rather than having to put up with a surprise attack, she’d think.

The only noise she’d make are the gentle taps and scrapes of her claws against the cold, moistened stone and rocks she swiftly and quickly dashed atop in search of the source. Akane was ready to face whatever it was she needed to. Once the noise became difficult to track, the new scent in the air the woman picked up on would fair quite nicely. Human... What could a human want to do with elven ruins?

[dragonofdivinity]

Bring on the elves!

[dragonofdivinity]

OOC; Many apologies for the lack of activity, but— Something happened and it really took me out of it, mentally and I’m just really struggling with it right now. I may not be very active because of this for a little bit, I really don’t know for how long, unfortunately. Sadly, though, right now I’m not exactly in a stable mind set for much of anything at the moment.

[dragonofdivinity]

And suddenly...

There were elves.