Trondo from Spyro: Reignited Trilogy - Aluminum Foil Sculpture

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Trondo from Spyro: Reignited Trilogy - Aluminum Foil Sculpture

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The two types of Peace Keepers dads.
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POV You're an Egg Thief who infiltrated in the Peace Keepers realm but you made the grave mistake of approaching a baby dragon.
//I found this fanart of Trondo on Furrafinity and I swear I love it â¤ď¸ totally him!
Artist: Kayla-Na
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ATTENTION SPYRO FAN-ARTISTS!
2024 officially marks a new âYear of the Dragonâ, and with it comes many fitting releases: The dancing toothless meme, HotD season 2, and possible mutterings and hopes of a new Spyro game. Whether the latter is true or not, what better time could there be for fans to come together in a fun, year-long art challenge?Â
A fun fan-art challenge thought-up by myself and @my-world-my-stories (Be sure check out her socials if you love Spyro fan-art, especially great OCs). Simply drawing each of the chosen dragon elders from the Spyro: Reignited Trilogy. Corresponding to each month, as if they were pin-ups for a calendar.Â
They can be in whatever style, medium, tone you choose: Fun, sexy, action packed or simple - all up your creativity. Once uploaded, share with the hashtag #YearOfTheDragonElders so everyone can see it. Â
ALSO, as an optional bonus; you can choose, any time of the year, to draw your own Dragon Elder in the Reignited style! Could be any of the others missing from this prompt list, an OC, yourself, or a dragon from another franchise. Whatever takes your fancy.Â
Thereâs no pressure to finish this challenge to completion. Whether you do one, two, a dozen or a bakerâs dozen; This isnât a race nor a competition with a set deadline. The purpose of this is to have fun in celebration of these characters and their brilliant designs.
Feel free to ask us any questions you may have. Now go, fellow Artisans! Looks like youâve got some things to do!
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Another for Trondo đ¤Łđ¤Łđ¤Łđ¤Ł maybe he can't get a date because he has his full face covered in blood.

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Peace Keepers Dragons: Trondo
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Since this is a continuation of this, Iâm going to keep it in line to that ask. Let me know if you want me to write it as gender-neutral.
Still think is this the dirtiest line of asks Iâve ever gotten/written (hehe).
Warning: VERY Lemon, daddy kink, minor breath play.
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She wasnât sure how much more of this she could take. His cock stuffed her over and over again, stretching her out in a way that had her on the brink of shattering. The pleasure coursing through her veins spiked suddenly as that cock hit deep in her, rubbing against the nerves within as her restraint snapped with it.
âOh- oh daddy-!â
Nestor
The slow, deep pace came to a screeching halt. S/o didnât want to lift her head up off Nestorâs chest - his stock-still body beneath hers was breathless. Whatever face he did have would be equally still, a nervous expression likely on there. Damn it- she should have known better than to bring this up now.Â
â...Come again?â Biting her lip so nervously was a bad idea but it was the only way to steel herself to look up at him. Sheâd been right about him being still, but the neutral look was unexpected.Â
âSorry, it just came out. If youâre not comfortable we donât-â S/o tried to adjust herself, the cock inside her dragging against a spot that made stars start to shine behind her eyes, but Nestorâs arm kept her right where she was. A deep, almost-purring chuckle made her whimper as the body under hers shook lightly.
âI never said I was uncomfortable dear, but I must admit that title isnât for me.â Unable to move with her arms pinned under his, S/o was helpless to do anything but moan when he sat up, pressing her down onto his fat cock. His hips undulated upwards, hitting her deeper than before.Â
âWhy donât we try out âSirâ instead?â
Trondo
"Damn right I am.â Almost all the breath was punted out of S/o when the hips that had been pushing into her were now brutally pounding into her mercilessly. Trondo pulled her feet over his shoulders and grabbed her hips. Tightly. Thereâd be bruises tomorrow but theyâd be so worth it.Â
âTell Daddy what you want, baby girl. Tell âim!â
âI want-â Sex hazing her mind made it hard to form any words. The sound of him thrusting into her in such a frenzy was maddening. The pressure inside her was building, rising. A hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing lightly, and her breath was made shallow. âI want to cum on your cock! Please, Daddy!â
âOh fuck-â The dragon pressed down into her, chest to chest with as he bent her in half, not slowing for even a second. His hands - his warm, big hands - pulled her hips flat against him to the point she couldnât so much as wiggle without feeling his cock slide into her. All she could do was moan and lose herself in pleasure as Trondo used her as a sex doll.
Gasping, moaning, squirming, S/o cried out when a hard snap into her hips sent her over. White flooded her vision and her insides when he roared and came hard, filling her to the point of overflow before collapsing beside her, his cock still inside of her.Â
S/oâs eyes slid shut, basking in the afterglow. And snapped wide open when she felt him slowly moving again.Â
âReady for round two, baby girl?â
Cyrin
âHow about that then? âLooks like lilâ darlinâs got some kinks oâ her own.â S/o flushed down at the dragon she was riding, a smug grin on his face. The cock inside her twitched though her hips had stopped moving.Â
âOh no getting all shy on me now. Olâ Cyrin wants to hear all of it.â S/oâs breath hitched when his hands rose up to grab her thighs, pulling her off of him until the very tip of him was left inside. Lazy as he was he was still a dragon, and no amount of squirming would get her back down on that dick. Cyrin gave a chuckle. âNow call Cyrin like you were doing earlier. I wanna hear it.â
âCyrin.â Her insides clenched around air no matter how hard she tried. Tease. âCyrin Iâm begging you, let me-â
âHm, thatâs not what I wanna hear.â His thumbs pressed small circles in her thighs painfully close to where they needed to be but not so much as grazing. He shot another lazy grin at her, this one more wicked than before. âMaybe Daddy needs to remind ya what ya get if ya do a good job.â
S/o hadnât a second to process. The hands that had been holding her up sent her straight down, his cock bottoming out into her within seconds. Cyrinâs groans were outdone by her loud, broken moan at the sudden fill, falling forward to balance herself on his belly. Fuck that hit deep. "Talk to me darlinâ.â
âDaddy let- fuck - let me ride you please?â
âAw how can I say no when you ask so nicely? Go right ahead darlinâ.â Picking up her pace again, S/o noticed Cyrins hands were still on her thighs, pressing her back down in time to her movements. âLet Daddy see how pretty yaâlook when ya lose it.â
Lateef
S/o knew the second she had said it. She hadnât meant to - itâs just they had been so wrapped up in each other (literally, Lateef had a need to be as twisted into her as possible, even his very tail twisting around her leg to ground her in the moment) and it was all so overwhelmingly good that it slipped out. She had to make it right.
Her arms loosened enough to prop herself up to look at him. The dark blue scales where warm with lust in the middle of their time together and it took everything to not sink right back into the warmth. âLateef, that slipped out, Iâm so sorry,â s/o said massaging her hand into his shoulder. âI know thatâs not your thing and you donât like that.â
âWho said that?â Lateef grabbed her hand playing with her fingers in his gentle grip. S/o blinked owlishly at him. He did. He said things like that all time about âequal give and takeâ and âgo with the flow.â Daddy kinks were not going with the flow. In fact they were the very opposite of going with the flow.Â
âYou said-â
âMy star love-making is for both our pleasures but it is also exploring what lies within, what demands attention. Your soul calls out to see this matter. Exploration of change is never a fault.â Her hand was gently taken to his lips, a kiss pressed so lightly that it made the heat in his gaze seem searing.
âBesides, thereâs no reason I should hate you calling me so sweetly.â
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