And one lives in an isolated mountain range where fields of datura grow. It is said that the dragon can only be seen by those pure of heart and those who indulge in sin until they are consumed by their own desires. Either way, they are lured into the dragon's den to be eaten all the same, or so the legend goes.
If you choose to seek him out, you'd soon feel a stirring in your soul as you scale the treacherous rocky terrain, pass the delicate flowers swaying in the soft breeze, and approach his vast, treasure-filled cave.
This is a casual roleplay/ask blog for Dragon Sylus.
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[Updated 6/21/25] Please read the information below before interacting.
Do you do literate RP? Can I plot with you?
First and foremost, this is a very unserious blog, so I'd rather keep this light. I've never written a dragon before, so even if you did get long replies from me, my writing wouldn't be that great anyway.
If you feel inspired, feel free to write as much as you want to me, but my replies will probably be around 1-3 paragraphs.
Expect slow replies, regardless of length. Perfectionism gets in the way a lot.
Even if I reply to one ask, I might not reply to another in the same day. I am probably still working on it.
If I don't reply to your ask after a few days, please assume that I just can't think of an answer I'm satisfied with. Feel free to send another ask.
Feel free to interact with him in all the ways you can on tumblr. Feel free to tag him in posts with shiny things to pspsps him
Unless otherwise stated, I will assume you/your mc is female and will use female pronouns.
Because of the way that he is, Sylus will only permit his kindred spirit, to whom he is already soul-bound, into his home. (Read: Will only interact with the LADS MC)
Is this set in the myth world or the current world?
You pick. In both worlds, he lives in an isolated mountain range where datura flowers grow.
If you choose the current world as the setting, Sylus has been missing from Onychinus for one year. He is still Sylus, except he's stuck in his dragon form. His memory is fuzzy though, and the longer he stays in his dragon form, the more his memories of being human fade away.
In the myth world setting, he has no recollection of his death. As far as remembers, he has always lived alone in the mountains.
This is subject to change as I don't hold strictly to these settings. Basically, he's Sylus in dragon form (don't ask, just trust). For comedic purposes, he may sometimes be more human than dragon, or more dragon than human.
Can the dragon talk?
Yes. He sounds like he does in his myth stories.
What kind of personality does the dragon have?
Pride, snark, and grumpiness mask a hidden sorrow. He holds the air of a mythical creature that is centuries old, but when he lets his guard down, he becomes soft and tender.
He likes collecting high quality, shiny treasures and will be annoyed if you offer him something cheap. He prefers his solitude but for reasons he doesn't understand, he tolerates your intrusion into his life.
Basically, just picture Kitty Sylus, but bigger and pointier.
Can he shapeshift into his human or half-human form?
Yes, no, maybe so.
It depends on the situation. He may be a half dragon or a full dragon depending on which one would be funnier. I tend to picture him as a full dragon by default, but he might appear as a half dragon sometimes.
How big is he in full dragon form?
Based on wingspan, a little bigger than this one.
Can I fuck the dragon?
Why don't you touch him and find out?
It depends on if my muse is working or not. Expect inconsistencies due to the perfectionism described above and some asks may not be answered because I can't come up with an answer I'm satisfied with
The dragon's nose twitches as it catches the scent of something strange yet familiar. He knows this scent.
Ancient. Powerful. Hated.
The scent of a fiend.
It should have brought back memories of his kin. It should have brought him more peace, knowing he was not alone. But all he felt was a murky shadow engulfing him, like sharp fangs slowly sinking into his heart.
The dragon gets to his feet and peers out over the valley from his cave, surveying his territory.
"So, he has arrived..." he mutters to himself, a low growl rumbling in his throat.
morning cuddles with dragon sylus (current timeline)
tried making simple animations a few years ago but it is a lot of work, so props to all the animators out there! coming back to it was fun, even if the final result is unpolished
hello lovely dragon, may i find some rest by your lair? if you require an offering, i only have a bag of gold on me...
(may i be ๐น anon?)
"A bold attempt. Did you really think a single bag of gold would be enough to intrude upon a fiend's lair? Are you hiding more from me?"
The dragon leans in to sniff the top of your head and nudges your pockets with his nose. After giving you a thorough sniffing, he blows a hot puff of air over you.
"Hmph. If that is all you have to offer..."
He turns his back to you, curling his tail around your waist and lifting you off the ground as he walks further into his cave.
Do you think your horns would have grown straight or curved if you didnโt cut them? Just curious.
For a split second, his eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and a flood of helplessness he had buried deep in his scarred heart long ago. He blew out a scoff, as if dismissing the terrified young dragon who almost broke through his armored front.
"I am the way that I am. There's no point in getting caught up in hypotheticals. What's done is done. What matters more is the present and the choices we make going forward."
"For example, the way you opened up your soul to me so willingly. I knew you'd make a good pet from the moment I saw your eyes."
Can I join you while you sunbathe, Sylus? I think a nap in the sun sounds great right about now...
Sleep, if you're tired.
The Tarusian sun is rare enough to draw all manner of creatures out of their dens. Predator or prey, no harm will come to you as long as you stay by my side.
( a real white bunny approaching his leg and rubs its twitching nose on his heels before nuzzling, its a baby bunny!)
The dragon watched the baby rabbit with a solemn gaze, allowing it to cuddle against his leg. His wing quivered above his back, testing to see if the movement would scare the young animal. When it didn't react, he draped his large wing over it, keeping it close and warm.
"Where is your family, little one?" He murmured, careful not to frighten the vulnerable orphan.
