A few days ago í went to a Christmas market and there was a stall with these dragon stickers themed after pride flags and…
It’s so cute!! My card actually declined when I went to buy it and the person running the stall let me have it for free! They also gave me another little gonk one as well! They were so nice!! 🥺
Tags: Dragon!Ace/GN!Reader, AFAB!reader, feminine terms used for reader genitals (clit, folds, pussy), medieval setting, first meeting, cult-like behaviour, sacrifice!reader, being eaten (implied & non-sexual), smut, size kink, monster fucking
Word count: 2691
This was written for the lovely @undeadeurydice
Ever since you’d turned twelve you had known what your fate would be. On the outskirts of your village, there was a cave, in a forest, and inside of the cave lived a dragon. For years, ever since the elders had discovered it, each year someone was chosen to be sacrificed on the dawn of their eighteenth birthday. Once selected, you would be isolated from your peers, your education halted, and you’d be fed more food than most, considering the general poverty in the area, to make sure the dragon would be satisfied with you.
That was the assumption, that the dragon ate those sacrificed to it. Those sent away never came back, so it only made sense really, after all if the dragon wasn’t eating them then where were they going? Returning home was their only other choice.
A few years ago, the eldest of the village elders had died, and so he had been replaced with a new power who had insisted that those being sent must be virgins. It made no sense to you, after all if you were going to be eaten did it really matter? But the elders decided it was true, that any sacrifices must be confirmed to be virgins. Confirmed. Not just assumed, and the word of the sacrifice couldn’t be taken as gospel - that was ridiculous - instead the elders needed to check themselves. You didn’t doubt that there was some sort of punishment if they determined the sacrifice wasn’t virginal, but lucky for you, ever since you’d been selected, your poor, grieving mother had helped ensure you were as virginal as possible, whatever that meant.
Thankfully, you had passed the inspection. It was deeply uncomfortable, but your father had also vouched for you, which counted for more than your word or your mother’s. He’d been largely uninvolved with you for the past few years, grieving through working twice as hard as he had before, but this was his final act of love - to ensure at least you walked into the forest with your dignity intact.
Your parents wept and held you at the edge of the forest, the rest of the village standing back. This was another sick tradition, the other villagers were forced to come watch, unless literally bed bound, and the future selected sacrifices stood at the very front, to see the example you would set. All of you dressed in white.
With a deep breath, and a stray tear wiped, you turned to face the girl who would follow in your footsteps next year, and rested a hand over your heart. The eye contact was intense, but you hoped she could feel the strength that you were sending her. Then, you turned on your heel again, not willing to look your parents in the eye a final time, fearing you would lose your nerve if you did. Then, you walked into the forest, taking deep breaths to keep yourself steady and moving. You couldn’t stop. You could attempt to run, you could attempt to hide, but surely a dragon could not be stopped? If he wanted you, he could find you.
You walked for what felt like hours, and judging by the pain growing in your legs it very well may have been. Still, you found no sign of a dragon, and he had not found you.
You did, however, stumble across a scruffy looking young man. He looked just a little older than you.
“Oh fuck, is it really time again?” He asked with a roll of his eyes, followed by a huff that exhaled.. Smoke?
“Are you okay? I’ve never seen you before.” You replied, concerned that he might be alone or lost.
“You’ve just been sacrificed and you’re asking me if I’m okay?”
“How did-”
“I know that? I’m the dragon. I appreciate that I look pretty unimpressive right now but if I went for a walk at full size there’d be no forest left.” For several minutes, you just looked at each other, processing what you’d just been told. At least he was nice to look at. You mentally scolded yourself for the thought, while the boy in front of you smirked.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Normally when people realise they’re face to face with the dragon of the forest, they’re afraid. Not you. No, you think I’m hot.”
“What!” You yelled, cheeks warming with your embarrassment, “I do not!”
“Sure you do. I can smell it.” That was the most ridiculous thing you’d heard, and you choked on a sharp inhale, covering your mouth as you coughed and spluttered.
“You can’t just say things like that.”
“I just did.” The dragon certainly didn’t seem like a normal boy, he spoke like nobody you knew, and he held himself entirely differently. Like he was free from the rules you’d had to live under for years.
“You seem happy.” You said softly, a longing feeling growing in your chest.
“I am. I just hate that the villagers think I want a sacrifice. Every year someone turns up in the forest and I have to help them find somewhere new to live. Very time consuming.” He complained, beginning to walk again. It took a second for you to realise that you should follow, so you stumbled after him, rushing to catch up, hissing as you stood on a sharp rock. Stupid village elders insisting you go barefoot.
“Fuck, you don’t have any shoes on. Again. Come here.” Without any further warning, you were scooped up into the dragon’s arms, and he sped up significantly, getting you back to his cave in a matter of just a few minutes.
Gently, he set you down on a large rock, covered with a blanket to make it more comfortable. In the torch light of the cave, you could see him better than you had in the dark, overcast forest. He was tan, face covered in freckles, his hair dark and slightly greasy, and his smile was.. Cute.
“Stop staring if you’re going to smell like that. It’s been ages and it would be rude to come onto you considering what just happened.” The dragon said when you caught his eye, and you looked down at your feet, embarrassment creeping up your neck again.
“What’s your name?” You asked, reaching down to brush away some of the dirt you’d collected on your feet during your hours of walking.
“Ace.” He said simply, digging through a pile of things before turning to hand you something else to wear.. And shoes.
“Where did you get these?”
“A gift. I told you, I save all the sacrifices, and one year a girl and her husband came to see me. They gave me a bunch of stuff that would help me for the next.. Ten years of visitors. That’s the last one, I hope it fits.”
It fit, but not very well. The trousers were very figure hugging, in a way you were not used to and made you bashful, and the top was also very tight, but mainly around your chest, while everything else was slightly loose. You’d never been dressed so immodestly in your life. The first time Ace turned to look at you when you’d changed, you were sure he’d choked.
“I’m sorry! I know how it must look, I can change back.”
“Nono, it’s fine, it just surprised me. You’re.. You look good.” He said with a few quick nods, turning back away from you to calm himself down. He could not start flirting with you after what had just happened.
The two of you did much more than flirt.
You hardly remembered what had happened, or how, but one minute you’d been sitting in silence, attempting to hide how form fitting the new clothes were, and not spend too long looking at the handsome dragon in front of you. Next, you were beneath him while he panted, hot air covering your body and keeping you warm even as you lost all the new clothes you’d been given, flushing all over your body, nails digging into the thick skin of his back.
“You don’t look much like a dragon.” You said softly as he kissed down your neck, now both naked aside from your underwear.
“You don’t want to see that now. It’ll.. Be a little big. And if I know anything about that stupid village of yours, I’d guess you’re a virgin.” He replied, voice husky and a smirk still playing on his lips.
“Maybe I still want to try.” Never had you felt like this about someone. You’d never so much as really crushed on a boy from your village, or a girl for that matter, and yet now you couldn’t imagine wanting anything more than you wanted to be intimate in that moment, more than you wanted Ace to fill you up with his cock.
“You’re dirty..” he teased, licking a stripe up your neck to your ear, “I like it.” he whispered, nipping your earlobe gently before he pulled back.
A rush of cold air covered you in goosebumps, your hairs all on end. Ace took a moment to stretch and click a few of his joints, and then he began to transform. It happened slowly, as his tan skin transformed to orange scales and light hide, and the shape of his body altered, and all increased in size. He was massive, and now you understood why the cave he’d picked was so big.
“Is this really still what you want?” He asked. Still, Ace was more man than you’d expect a dragon to be. He looked like a person, if they had a baby with what you expected a dragon to look like. He was still incredibly attractive.
“Yes.” You said, before you even realised you were saying it. You wanted him more than you'd wanted anything in a long time, more than you'd been allowed to want anything since you were twelve years old. Now you wanted the very thing you'd been taught to be afraid of. If Ace was going to eat you, it was going to be in a very different way than you'd been told.
His tongue was longer like this, it reached further without him having to move, which meant he was able to look into your eyes as his tongue toyed with your ripples, wrapping around them and tugging at them to see you crumble beneath him. You'd wanted to spend time letting your eyes roaming his new body but you couldn't when he overwhelmed you with pleasure, which had your eyes rolling back instead of exploring. It was easy to lose yourself in it, to let Ace make you feel good and forget there was still more to come, that his large member would eventually need to be addressed.
Your back arched as a finger lightly dragged through your covered folds, the fabric so wet it had become translucent, and may as well not be there at all
Your arch pushed your body closer to his, and for just a moment you could feel his massive size, and you felt your stomach twist, partly with anxiety but also partly with desire. Your village elders would've declared you filthy, but from the look on Ace's face, he was delighting In your enthusiasm. Years of suppression, hiding, pity, shame, it was all rolling off your body in the wake of the dragon's lustful affections. Who needed them? Certainly not you.
His attentions wandered down your body, tongue dragging across your clammy skin. You understood now why the village elders were sure someone couldn't maintain their virginity to now, because how was someone to resist this pleasure? How could anyone who understood what this could feel like, what people were able to make each other feel, resist the temptation to engage, sin or not? It was easy to give in, to allow Ace to do exactly what he wanted with your body. For only a brief moment you wondered if this was some sort of ability he had, but it quickly left you, because he seemed just as enthralled in the moment as you.
Before you knew it was happening, his long, hot tongue was pressed to your folds, toying with your clit and your hole equally, teasing you, a sign of what more was to come. But you were not patient, you never had been, and you wanted more. Never before had you had a chance to be greedy, but you felt it now, and surely there was no better time for it - laying beneath the dragon that was supposed to devour you, revelling in sins you’d been denied, feeling worshipped as if royalty upon a bed of gold.
“More.” You whispered, though it was whiny and needy, but you couldn’t feel shame for that when Ace’s eyes only dilated in response, eager to serve and please you. He gave you more indeed, with his tongue pushing into your hole, writhing around inside you to find your sweetest spots, making you see stars as you gushed around the long muscle, and he only grew more eager at that. You were momentarily stunned, and incredibly oversensitive, but you couldn’t imagine asking him to stop, you couldn’t bare it. You needed him to keep going. He licked the juices away, cleaning your folds before diving back in for another taste, large fingers coming to join his tongue, spreading your hole open.
“Gotta get you stretched out so you can fit me.” He explained, his breath heating you up even in the cool cave, his face damp with your own juices.
The next orgasm passed by in a blur, with you hardly aware of what exactly was happening until that rush of pleasure hit you again. You yelped when Ace lifted you up, righting the two of you, then shifting you until you were sitting in his, now bare, lap. His member was far larger than you’d even initially thought, but you were even more eager now than you had been when you first noticed its size. It wasn’t how you expected it to look, it was the same colour as his hide rather than his scales, and the tip was slightly pointed, with a few small spines, the same as his back. You wanted it to fill you up.
Ace, as he had proven time and time again since you’d met him, was not one to deny you what you wanted. He lifted you by your thighs and lined his length up with your hole. You didn’t know if it would fit, after all you were sure if you were to wrap both hands around his member that your fingertips would only barely touch, but you were going to make it fit. It was quickly becoming less of a want and more of a need - you needed him more than you needed to breathe. It was going to fit.
It took several long minutes, and lots of deep breathing through the pain, but it did fit. And then it quickly escalated to slamming deep inside you, Ace’s tip pushing against your cervix, eager to fill you even deeper. Before today you’d never so much as been touched by someone like this, now your pussy was stuffed full with dragon cock and you knew you’d never be able to go back. Ace fucked you just how you’d hoped he would, quick and dirty, with praises muttered at your ear in panted breaths, both of you sweating profusely, making your skin stick together. No regular man could’ve made you feel like this, and so it left you with just one takeaway from the situation: you would have to thank the village for what they’d done for you, more than hate them for what they’d done to you. This was where you were meant to be, you couldn’t want more than this, it was almost perfect, and you’d only been in the cave for a matter of hours.
Maybe you could live the rest of your life like this, servicing Ace to thank him for saving you. It was only right, after all.
Hello, what animals give you gender envy? Please include pictures in your answer. Thank you.
Excellent question, thank you. Animals that specifcally invoke Gender Envy???
I've done a bit of thinking but I think my top "three" are:
The Anglerfish
It's sheepy's favorite fish if not her favorite creature, they are all female, and they are all so pretty! A literally light in the darkness.
Look at her, a total queen!
2. Ankylosaurus
It is my favorite dinosaur that's an absolute unit. She is big with armor plates and even has a club tail. A peaceful herbivore that can get shit done. Also she is very big and can withstand cuddle aggression
Like this is baby. So majestic and beautiful! Would make a great butch.
2.5 Armadilo
If the animal had to be alive then I choose the armadillo for the same reasons as the Ankylosaurus -very defensive- with the addition that they are tiny and just a little guy. Lovely little creatures.
I too sometimes wish to just be a little ball that can kill a man with diseases
3. Hyena
Love an absolute girlboss. Hyena's run a fully matriarchal group with literally the lowest ranking female Hyena being above the highest ranking male hyena, and I love that. Hyena women also have bigger dicks than male hyenas, trans icon! They are cunning with a beautiful laugh, what's not do love?
In the next D&D campaign I plan on playing an insanse identity thief gender-fucked Hyena-folk who has a toxic yuri dynamic with a doctor she is impersonating. Its Dr. Jackel and a Ms. Hydie.
3.5 Has got to be a dragon
More of an honorable mention but, the dragon is an Ace Icon and I love her for that. Something large and old that both invokes don't fuck with me but also my baby and big sleep. Icon, I love her and would love to be her.
Look at her, snoozing with her hoard. Beautiful! I love dragons!
Summary: Years after parting ways, you reunite with Ace, now a fire dragon and discover that fate has bound you together as rider and dragon, turning your long-lost connection into something destined and unbreakable.
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You spent most of your life travelling the world. You visited a lot of interesting places and even more people and creatures.
It had been almost ten years since you had last seen him, and despite that, you often remembered him. Ace and you met while traveling and traveled together for a while.
You hit it off and became inseparable friends for that time. You had the impression that you could trust him with your whole life.
However, your paths diverged over time and each of you went your separate ways. Despite all that, you remembered him fondly. For him and your time together.
During your travels, you also encountered a few dragons, which luckily were friendly to you. However, you have never come across any dragon with a rider.
Now your travels have taken you to Alabastra. You wandered through the desert until you came upon a small oasis with a vast grassy area.
During your journey to the oasis, you passed a lot of people as they walked towards the desert. The closer you got, the more they left.
"Go away! A dragon has settled in the oasis!” a man yelled at you as he ran from the village while he was trying to pull a camel.
You were even more interested now. You saw smoke rising behind the oasis. You walked through the town that now resembled a ghost town to where you could see a small valley.
You saw a green pasture on which there was a pile of bones, next to which lay a black dragon with red horns. It looked like the dragon was dead. He didn't move at all from that distance.
You wanted to take a closer look at him, so you went over to him. As you got closer, you noticed that the dragon had its mouth buried in the goat, which he had gaped at.
It reminded you a bit of Ace, who suffered from narcolepsy and fell asleep many times while eating. However, you suggested that even the dragon would suffer from it.
As you got closer, you admired his black scales, which flashed red under the sun and resembled a bent fire.
You were so close to him that you could touch him. You were sorely tempted to touch his scales. You were already reaching for him when the dragon woke up.
You immediately took a few steps back, no wonder you didn't trip. With a growl, the dragon rose and looked you over with a stern look. He bared his sharp teeth at you and the scales around his neck caught fire.
You took a few more steps back as the dragon leaned closer to you. He still bared his teeth, but he didn't growl as much anymore. He narrowed his eyes at you and seemed to be sniffing you. Your heart was racing.
The dragon blew a small cloud of smoke at you before his entire demeanour changed completely. He stopped growling and a smile appeared on his face. His mouth was open and he poked your belly with his snout.
You were completely taken aback by his behaviour. You didn't understand what got into him. His golden eyes smiled at you before he nudged you again, this time on your bare arm.
As soon as he touched your skin, you were both enveloped in light for a moment, disappearing as quickly as it appeared. You stood there like a pillar of salt and you had no idea what just happened.
The dragon took a few steps back from you, looking pleased. Before you could react, he was completely engulfed in flames. These enveloped him completely before the dragon's figure began to slowly shrink.
At first, the flames were the size of a small house, but they gradually shrunk to the size of a man slightly taller than you. The flames finally receded to reveal the figure of a human with dragon features.
Standing before you now was a young boy with raven hair, red horns, black wings, a reptilian tail, warm eyes, and freckled cheeks. All he was wearing were black shorts and an orange hat.
However, he was somehow familiar to you. The dragon inspected his hands and body and walked towards you with a wide smile and open arms.
“Y/N is it really you? I thought I wouldn't see you again," he said in a warm voice.
You kept searching your memory for who it could be. You didn't know any dragon like that. You had the impression that you knew him, but you had no idea from where.
"You don't recognize me? We spent so much time together, even with Luffy and Sabo,” he tried to jog your memory.
“Ace?” you asked. He looked like him, but as you remembered him, he was human.
“That's right,” He smiled even more when you finally recognized him. “I always knew we were made for each other,” he said walking over to you as if to hug you.
"But how come you're a dragon?" you asked as you couldn't take it any longer.
“Well, I ate the Mera Mera no Mi and became a fire dragon,” he explained, scratching the back of his neck. Now that you think about it, you've heard the legend of the devil fruit that turned people into all sorts of dragons.
“That's unbelievable,” you said, still having trouble believing it all, even with the proof right in front of your eyes.
"You know what's even more amazing? That you're my rider,” he said enthusiastically, placing his hands on your hips and pulling you closer. “I never expected to find a rider,” he said, running a hand down your arm where you now had a dragon mark. “And now I’m the happiest dragon in the whole world.”
Origami Western Dragon V3 designed by Shuki Kato, folded by me from a square sheet of 90 cm unryu paper painted in the colors of the ace flag before folding. (The orange-y part is because of a sheet of bleeding tissue that was previously treated with MC on my cutting mat—I struggled to entirely clean up the dye from before.) Overall, I’m satisfied with how it came out and this was a fun fold. It’s my 4th time making this particular dragon model, so I was happy to revisit it and see improvement since past folds. The model has diagonal symmetry, not book symmetry, and the stripes were painted onto the paper horizontally, which is why the colors landed this way. Might get more photos of this particular dragon later.
Plus bonus baby blue eyes white dragon designed by Nguyen Tuan Anh, from the 50 Hours of Origami book.
