Dragonlovers Stories

If you'd loved someone for two thousand years, and they proposed marriage, what would you say? This story, narrated in the first person by Arilabrithion, marks the culmination of a two thousand year old love affair as three unique, loveable, wonderful dragons finally make honest men of each other and marry. It takes place in the year 2271AG, forty five years after Tal died at the end of the story of the same name, Tal, two thousand years after Ivi and Arilabrithion first slept together as described in the short story, 'once a millennium', part of the Dragon Lives collection, and one thousand years after Ivi and Alex first propositioned Arilabrithion and invited him to join them. The hymn attributed to Hortensia can be vaguely sung to the Prince of Denmark's March by Jeremiah Clarke. Content warning: there's nothing risque at all in this tale but it does feature polyamory and a male-male-male relationship between three dragons.

^title. Well, anyone who loves dragons can join! I know this will fail but i wanna try at least. I will post dragon art, updates about dragons being real, and probably a section where you can tag me (and other) with ur dragon art (if ya want)

A wall can't protect them anymore ... Snowfall didn't expect to be queen of the IceWings at such a young age, but now that she is, she's going to be the best queen ever. All she has to do is keep her tribe within IceWing territory, where it's safe - while keeping every other tribe out, where they belong. It's a perfect and simple plan, backed up by the Ice Cliff wall and every bit of IceWing magic Snowfall can gather. Perfect, that is, until a storm of unidentified dragons flies in from the ocean, looking for asylum. The foreigners are completely strange and, Snowfall is certain, utterly untrustworthy. But as she escorts the miserable new tribes out of her kingdom, the young queen is forced to reconsider her plan. Maybe she can only keep her tribe safe ... if she's willing to risk everything

Prophesied Ones never fail... but I did. I failed my people, my realm and the ones I loved most in my life. A disappointment, an outcast, a monster and a failure. I was a Dragonborn who did nothing but follow my Destiny... I did everything right! But. I Still. Failed. But as a giant rift opens in space, leading to another world, and a God of Lies glares at you from across the room... maybe this is Destiny...?