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Where there's Smoke There's fire

A Smoking Dragon MOODBOARD

There is something really satisfying for the old creature when he feels the smoke of a good cigar leaving his mouth. Is the closest thing he can do that is compared with the actual feeling of spiting his fire.

Arr prefers Cuban cigar to the normal cigarettes that one can find around the cells, but they worked in a pinch. So far he only managed to find one good cigar, and he had to punch a guard to get it. It was worth any bruise he got after that.

#What Consumes your Mind Controls your Life: Musing #I have shiny scales and fire in my belly: headcanon

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Secrets at Midnight || Harrikor & Esmeralda

For @esmebheriya​​ continue from here:

She had been driving him insane. The little games she had been playing with him were always charged with tension, and yet he kept himself from touching her. Maybe it was the collar around his neck that kept him from acting on his will, since the dragon felt like he was forced to do it, to serve her. And to be fair, he had come to like her company and part of him always thought that as soon as he touched her he would never see her again. 

Arr had expected to be returned to the cells at the end of the day, like she had done all the times before, but this day was different, Esmeralda told him he was to stay the night. The dragon was half expecting to be used as a teddy bear as she slept at his side, and that would be a far cruel torture for him than anything they could bring down on him in the cold cells. But instead he was given a room and a bed for himself. There was a long pause as they said good night as the idea of grabbing her and just take her in the bed she had given him did cross his mind, over and over. 

Now in the middle of the night, sleep was hard to find. Maybe it was the fact that the bed was too soft for what he was used to, or was the surrounding silence that felt strange, or maybe was the image of her that kept his sleep away. The dragon paced the room, he did push-up and sit-up, anything to keep his mind away from the woman on the other side of the hallway. But then the moaning reached him and it was unbearably sweet. Part of him had thought this was another one of her games, but he still followed the sound like the sailor was called to the rocks by the sirens. 

As he stood on her doorway, he mostly watched her face as the pleasure she was bringing to herself brought a softness to her he hadn’t seen before. The dragon cursed himself when she found him, he knew she was going to stop it a probably send him away for catching her in such a private moment. Instead, he was surprised with a better view and her moaning his name. What a sweet torture, after that sight, if she pushed him away he would curse the heaves and for the first time since he had been put in chains he would actually feel like a slave.  

Unable to stop himself he reached for the blanket removing it completely from her. He was rewarded by the sight of her long legs, parted as her hand dipped inside her panties. Leaning down he placed kisses on each leg, jumping from one to the other all the way up her long legs until he was leaning just inches from her panties and her still moving fingers. He gently wrapped his hand around her wrist pushing her to move deeper inside before taking her fingers out. When the dragon sucked her fingers there was a low growl vibrating from deep inside him. She tasted so good. 

His head moved between her legs, and he licked the length of her slit, the fabric from her panties between them but not hiding how wet she was or how he was pressing his though against her. 

#c: Esmeralda #l: Esmeralda's Home #Secrets at Midnight #this took me too much and got too big #sorry #I kinda started with him talking dirty to her and then remember that is Sam's thing

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✻ (For Arr to catch Esmeralda masturbating) The dragon stood there for a little before admitting to the mistress “You sound so pretty when you moan”

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While the store was still under construction, she had spent more time at home and playing with the dragon. All the playing games had left her wound up tight and while she wanted to, she had stopped herself from getting too physical with Arr. She was trying to tempt him into acting first but he seemed ever patient which only left her feeling frustrated .

She lay in bed with the blankets covering her hips and legs. Maybe she should have been sleeping but her mind was on the dragon in the bedroom across the hall. She thought about his scars and tattoos and the defined muscles in his shoulder and back. Arr had been anything but shy and she was not disappointed with what was under the rags. Esme’s hand trailed down her body, playing with her breasts until the hardened peaks were visible through her night gown. 

Closing her eyes, she continued thinking of the dragon and all the terrible, dirty things she wanted to do with him. As her fingers slipped into her panties, she imagined his fingers on her, manipulating her body. The image made her moan, her imagination running wild enough for her to forget she wasn’t alone in the house. Two fingers pushed into her with another moan, her eyes fluttering open in time to see Arr in her door way. Esmeralda was frozen for a moment, her eyes on him. It was a surprise but she was far too wound up to want to stop now.

There were only two ways to play it, to be shy and pretend like she wasn’t just masturbating to the thought of him or she could make it obvious that she was. One hand pushed the blanket’s down further, giving him a better view of what was going on. Thrusting her fingers slowly, her eyes stayed on him as she moaned, sighing out his name like an invitation. 

#c: Esmeralda #l: Esmeralda's Home

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Smutty/Sexual Questions

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Tension ( A Symbols Meme )

#Ask only what you must know: Ask days #anons more than welcome

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raishana​:

She may have come to this city for him but she wasn’t doing it for him. When Arr walked away from her, for some simple life, he surrendered any right to Raishana. There weren’t many things that could break a heart like hers, but the betrayal had hurt her deeply. It was part of why she had come to see him in chains, wanting to enjoy the view. Now she planned on enjoying much more of him. 

There was a familiarity to falling into a bed with an old lover. They still knew all about each other, what would make the other moan or beg or cry out. Raishana was looking forward to seeing if he still remembered. The hopes weren’t high when he’d managed to make her furious in a matter of seconds. Her nails dug into his cheeks as she glared down at him. She would only be a mistress to him now, not a friend or companion. Those memories had been burned to the ground when he left.

Still, there was satisfaction in making the quiet dragon moan for her. Her grip relaxed, finger tips moving to trace the scar on his cheek as she used his cock to grind on. This was familiar to her, they had done this many times and it was almost a comfort. The nickname caused her eyes to narrow but a part of her was pleased that he used it. She had felt like a queen when at his side but so much had changed since then. 

Raishana gasped as Arr moved her easily until she was sat atop his jaw. “Good boy,” she purred. There was no hiding how aroused she was, having him in her bed again. Reaching down, she threaded her fingers through his short hair, tugging and pulling as his tongue reminded her of how good he was. God, maybe she had missed him. That would never escape through her lips. Instead she moaned for him as he worked her over. “Fuck! You haven’t forgotten a thing, have you?” she murmured, sounding breathless already. Slowly her hips began to move, grinding against his tongue like it was his cock. 

No, he hadn’t forgotten a single thing. And he was even surprised how much her taste was still lingering in his mind. She tasted the exact same, and he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed her taste, enjoyed making her moan with just his mouth. He lavished himself on her folds. While he had pleasured other mistress in this city ever since he was put in chains, and except for a selected few, he did it because he had to, not because he wanted to. Raishana was completely different game. He not only wanted to do it, he craved it. It was thirst in him that only she could put an end to. 

His hands moved up her body griping her by the hips and enjoying the way she moved her body  against his mouth. There was a sound coming from him, that couldn’t be call a moan, but it vibrated inside her as his tongue moved faster against her. This is all too familiar, he had lost count the number of times he had snicked into her long skirts and did the exact same thing. 

His hand turned to iron grips, keeping her from moving her hips as he finished her. Oh, the sounds she was making was only driving him to move faster, give her more. She was still shaking when he turned her to the bed bringing himself up and off the bed. 

Sanding there he watched her laying down. He reminded himself why he had liked her. How many things he had done for her over the years she was by his side. They were sweet memories, almost as sweet as the taste still in his mouth. But then came the other memories, the one that drove him away, the part that wanted something else, that wanted something she could never be. Those were the memories he had to hold onto to, if he was to survive tonight with a sense of self. 

“Does that make us even?“ he knew damn well it didn’t, but he could deal with her anger, in fact he wanted it because the alternative was her kindness, and he had no place for it in his life, Arr already owed her too much as it was, if his loyalty for her kicked in again, there was no way he wasn’t getting hurt out of this. 

#c: Raishana #l: Raishana's home #My Queen of Misery #I'm also gratefull #and sad I don't have anything good to match

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I'm bad and I'm going to hell, and I don't care. I'd rather be in hell than anywhere where you are.

#You're so cruel but revenge is a dish best served cold: Unnamed #I'm just going to leave this here and go back to work

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earthlyeliza​:

As she took him in, Eliza had to admit that the dragon had a physique to be admired. He was muscular and broad shouldered, with a defined torso. The strength his body alone could wield was apparent. Of course, with the brand etched into his skin, he could no longer access his supernatural strength, which she suspected a lot of people around found comforting. Even she found that comforting as she approached the male. Even with her heels, almost matching his height, she was conscious of their considerable size difference. Without her magic, she might have found herself somewhat apprehensive. 

His polite tone caught her a little off guard, making her do a bit of a double take as she waved her hand, effectively closing the door, and locking it with the turn of her index finger. Now they were entirely alone, locked in. 

“I’ll make sure that changes soon, don’t you worry.” Her tone remaining icy. A dangerous smile curled Eliza’s lips when he decided to opt for mockery. Oh he would be sorry. “Its a familiar concept for you I’m sure. Revenge. Pay back. You mess with my city, with my partner, and I’ll mess with you.” Lighting a flame in the pall of her hand, the witch held it close to the dragons face. Close enough that he could feel the flames, yet not close enough to burn. Yet. “You like fire don’t you dragon?”  

Oh, another one on the list of ‘You broke my playground, now you must pay’. How original. At least this one was nice to look at. Arr narrow his eyes when she mentioned a partner, he didn’t recall messing with people. He killed a couple sure, well, maybe a couple dozens if he was to be more precise. But she didn’t look destroyed by the lost of someone like he had been, so he wondered how he had messed with her partner. 

When she moved closer to him and her hand turned to fire, the old one wanted to laugh. Fire was his life, the creature had been burned far more times that the little one had in days on her life, and now she was going to burn him like it was a terrible thing. How childish and predictable on her part. Arr should probably look scared at the sight of her fire, it was the kind thing to do, but he couldn't even muster the strength to do so. But to be fair, he didn’t laugh as well, so he figured he would save her, and himself, the embarrassment.

“I do Miss, very much so“ he confirmed her “And I’m getting cold since you so kindly ask them to undress me.“ He leaned in, closer to her hand like he was looking for her to touch his cheek with it. The fire burned, and it hurt more than he was expecting, it must be the damn brand that numbed some of his resistance to fire. But it wasn’t too bad, some beatings had been worst. 

He could feel the redness on his burn skin and the ghost of the warmth it had left behind. This was going to hurt, he was sure, but he wasn’t afraid of such little witch. “But before you do your little party trick, can you just tell me one thing?” he was actually curios to know her view on the subject, since she clearly was out for Revenge and Pay back as she so sweetly had put it. 

“Why is your revenge justified, and mine wasn’t?“

#c: Eliza #l: L'Enfer #Let's have Words #Arr is pushing some buttons at this point

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Moana - Does your muse believe in fate or destiny? What is theirs?

Arr believes in fate and destiny. He believes that everything has a propose and a place. He believed that Grace was his destiny from the moment he found her. 

When he lost her he believed that bringing down the city was his proposes. When it failed to complete his task, and he was caged he started to believe he wasn’t ready and that something else will come that will help him in his fate. So in the cells he is just waiting for the time when he can attack again, until then he will do what he can to help the ones around him.

#evetheqxeen

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My Queen of Misery || Harrikor & Raishana

For @raishana​ continue from here:

She smugly told him all the tings she had done for him. All the money she had put back in the city not only to save his head but to make amends for all dragon kind. She made it should like he had done it all for him, when he knew damn well that she got a sit on the council. The way he saw it, she was the one dragging the species good name down the drain. At least he had a valid reason for what he did, she on the other hand was just after power, like she had always been. 

But even with everything that had happened between them she still had a place on his cold heart. When he left her it wasn’t because he didn’t like her anymore, it was only because he needed something else, something she would never want or be happy with, a simpler life. So when she straddled him, his hands moved on their own accord. How could they not, she was the most familiar thing he had felt in years. “you’re being so good for me” he knew exactly what he was saying, good was not her default setting. She had good in her, he had seen it before, but from the way she talked to him he knew already that nothing good expected him. 

And there she was, fire burning in her eyes. Once upon a time he would loved seeing her burn like that, but time had changed. After everything he had gone though, it was good to at least have something in his life that didn’t. If she wasn’t gripping his face with such harshness, she would have seen him smiling at her. Instead, she heard him moan when grind herself against him. Oh the memories, the fire that never died between them. 

“Yes, My queen“ he had said the words over and over in the past, and meant the passion behind them, now they were just meaningless spoken words. Griping her legs, he lifts her like a doll, moving her, so she was sitting on his face. It didn’t take long for him to remind her why she was already turned on by him on his bed. 

#c: Raishana #l: Raishana's home #My Queen of Misery

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There was an smirk on the dragon's lip as he looked at her “you’re being so good for me” Arr whispered to her almost daring her.

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When Raishana found out her old lover had gone and got himself captured, she had offered to come bail him out. Or at least bail dragon’s out of trouble. All the damage and chaos he had caused and all for faerie. It was disgraceful. The sting of rejection had always hurt the prideful dragon. For all her cunning and deceit, she never saw that he would betray her and leave. She was more than happy to see him chained up like he should be.

After informing him that she had paid a pretty price to keep him alive and make amends for their species, she decided to take him home. While she normally liked him shackled, Raishana let his hands go but only because she wanted them on her body instead. Pushing him down on the bed, she quickly straddled his waist as soon as his hands were on her, a moan slipped between her lips. 

As soon as he spoke, the smug expression she’d been wearing shifted into something crueler. Her dark eyes burned like embers in the flame as she looked down at him. Reaching down, she gripped his face between her fingers, letting her claws dig into his cheeks. “That’s not how this works, Arr,” she warned. Maybe once upon a time, she would have wanted to be good for him. Maybe if he had asked, she would have changed her ways. 

With his face still in her grip, she rocked against his cock, giving him a taste of the memory. Raishana wouldn’t deny that she was turned on by him but she wasn’t some good “Now it’s your turn to be a good boy and please your mistress.” 

#c: Raishana #l: Raishana's home #My Queen of Misery #that Gif man #damnnnnn

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Despite living in an awful world I still see beauty

Songs of an Dragon PLAYLIST

Dead & Gone

TI ft. Justin Timberlake

I've been travelin' On this road to long Just trying to findMy way back home The old me Is dead and gone

Cut

Plumb

I do not want to die inside just to breathe in I'm tired of feeling so numb Relief exists I find it when I am cut

A drop in the Ocean

Ron Pope

I was praying that you and me might end up together Its like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert But I'm holding you closer than most 'cause you are my heaven

Open your Eyes

Snow Patrol

'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time

Radioactive

Imagine Dragons

I raise my flags, don my clothes It's a revolution, I suppose We'll paint it red to fit right in

House of the Rising Sun

The Animals

Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun

Only When I Sleep

The Corrs

But it's only when I sleep See you in my dreams Got me spinning round and round Turning upside down

Mountain Hymn

Rhiannon Giddens

You battled hard, the war is won You did your worst, you tried your best Now it's time to rest

Arsonist's Lullabye

Hozier

When I was a child, I'd sit for hours Staring into open flame Something in it had a power, could barely tear my eyes away

#What Consumes your Mind Controls your Life: Musing #thornhaventask #I hear the winds blowing and the water running down the valley: Tunes

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The Rose in the Thorns || Harrikor & Esmeralda

For @esmebheriya​ continue from here:

‘We will give you five minutes head start‘ that was all the group of masters told him. Last time he had been taken from his cell so he could be hunted for sport. Arr had stayed in the same spot waiting for the five minutes to run out, and all that got him was a good beating and him back to his cell. But at the end of the day he hadn’t played his twisted games of hide-and-seek so even with a mouth full of blood he still slept like a baby that night. 

This time he wasn’t going to stand there, might as well take a wall around the woods as he was hunted, he figured the game was rigged and eventually he would be caught, but until there, he would enjoy the fresh out and the open outside. 

The dragon didn’t know how, but he found himself in a place he had already been, Esmeralda ‘s house. Maybe he had followed her scent and hadn’t even realized, because it all smelled like her around her cottage. Then he saw her, dancing without a care in the world. She looked so happy that for a second there he felt happy as well. He wasn’t being hunted, he was just a man watching a beautiful woman dance in her happy place.

Then she saw him, and her happiness went away. Arr almost felt guilty that he had seen her in such a private moment. He was about to explain himself when an arrow passed by his head making him dodged at the last second. Looking behind him he saw the group of men following him approaching. Looking back at the mistress he bowed to her as a goodbye, ever the old knight.

“M'Lady“ he gave her a small smirk before running away. Part of him hoped that she would send his hunters another way, but he wouldn’t blame her if she told them exactly where he had run to.

The End. 

#c: Esmeralda #l: Esmeralda's Home #The Rose in the Thorns #this is short and sweet but I had to because she dancing is too cute for me not too <3

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🌼 (From Arr)

for your muse to find mine… caring for some plants 🌼

Part of the reason Esme had liked the cottage when she bought it was the leafy front garden. It had expanded since she had moved in, with a small herb and vegetable garden that she enjoyed tending too. She wasn’t the type of woman for flowers, preferring plants with use, either in the kitchen or for medicinal reasons. The wolf would normally spend one day a week in the garden, weeding and taking trimmings for what she needed. 

That morning was no different and, with a pair of headphones on and music in her ears, she moved around the garden. Her skirt was bunched in her hands as she swayed and danced, stopping in front of the mint plant to take a few leaves that she could use later that night. Just like the bookstore, the garden was another of her happy places because she had grown in herself, built with her own hands and only she got to reap the rewards of that hard work. 

Humming a song under her breath, she twirled on the spot with a small laugh, just enjoying the sunlight pouring in. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the familiar dragon. She hadn’t called for him and the thought of him catching her in a real moment made her swaying stop as she looked to him again. “Oh, I didn’t see you there,” she said quickly, deciding to play bashful about being caught dancing. “Are you okay? I didn’t expect to see you here.” 

for: @xunnamedonex

#c: Esmeralda #l: Esmeralda's Home #The Rose in the Thorns

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Aladdin - If your muse had 3 wishes, what would they wish for?

A SERIES OF HEADCANON PROMPTS INSPIRED BY DISNEY MOVIES

Aladdin - If your muse had 3 wishes, what would they wish for?

1 - Arr would wish to have Grace back at his side. He wouldn’t even think about it, as soon as someone said wish Grace’s name would be out of his mouth.  

2 - He would wish the end of the city. What he tried to do but with a snap of his finger. He would love that. 

3 - Arr would give his 3rd wish away. If he has Grace and the city if burned, there is nothing else he could wish for. 

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Alice in Wonderland - What does your muse often dream of? Do they have strange dreams? Pleasant ones? Nightmares?

There are a lot of dreams flying around the dragon’s head. Most are pleasant ones, like his hands on dirty and the smell of some woodland creature roasting in the fire. He dreams of Grace from time to time. The happy ones are mostly memories that no one can take from him, so he treasures them, and tries to hold on to them before going to sleep in the hopes his dreams will be filled with images from his past.  

His nightmares are mostly about him not been able to save Grace and you can actually see when he had a nightmare because he is extra grumpy and quiet that day. His guilt can eat at him, and those dreams just remind him of how much he failed. He has yet to dream about the cells. He sees it as a passing thing, so he does not worry too much about it. 

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Do I have your attention?

#You're so cruel but revenge is a dish best served cold: Unnamed

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A SERIES OF HEADCANON PROMPTS INSPIRED BY DISNEY MOVIES

Hercules - Is your muse more physically strong, or emotionally strong? 

Cinderella - Did your muse experience any childhood traumas? Did they overcome them?

Bambi - What is your muse’s relationship with their parents like?

Pinocchio - How honest is your muse? What is their moral stance on white lies?

Fantasia - Does your muse believe in magic? What is their view on it?

Dumbo - Has your muse ever been bullied for a physical difference?

Mulan - Is your muse secure in their gender identity? Have they ever experienced sexism or transphobia?

Aladdin - If your muse had 3 wishes, what would they wish for?

Zootopia - Would your muse enjoy living in a utopia, or would they feel out of place?

Tarzan - How did the place your muse grew up in affect them?

Moana - Does your muse believe in fate or destiny? What is theirs?

Atlantis - Is your muse adventurous or do they prefer to seclude themselves?

101 Dalmatians - Does your muse have a large collection of any particular thing?

Frozen - What is your muse’s relationship with their siblings like?

Beauty and the Beast - How has your muse changed as a person over their life? Have they changed for the better or for worse?

Sleeping Beauty - What is the worst possible curse your muse could face?

Pocahontas - How does your muse deal with being exposed to unfamiliar cultures? Are they open and accepting?

The Jungle Book - Is your muse happy living off of the bare necessities, or do they need more in life?

Oliver and Company - Is your muse more street smart or book smart?

The Hunchback of Notre Dame - What is your muse’s religious beliefs? Have they ever experienced oppression at the hands of religion?

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs - How trusting of strangers is your muse? Would they accept a gift from a stranger?

The Princess and the Frog - Would your muse accept someone else’s help in fulfilling their dreams, or would they want to earn it for themself?

The Emperor’s New Groove - What animal would you associate your muse with? Why?

The Lion King - Is your muse prepared for the responsibilities laid out for them in life?

The Little Mermaid - Would your muse change themself for love, or would they wait to find someone who loves them for who they are?

Peter Pan - Is your muse a child at heart? What is their mental age or maturity?

Wreck-It Ralph - What does ‘being a winner’ mean to your muse?

Lilo & Stitch - Does your muse have any pets? Do they want any?

Lady and the Tramp - What are your muses romantic standards? Would they ever fall for someone of a lower class?

Alice in Wonderland - What does your muse often dream of? Do they have strange dreams? Pleasant ones? Nightmares?

#rp memes