Would any of your ocs like the series?

Dzamie and Dzbold like it, on account of being my fursonas (Azurel and Grace would, too, but Azurel is too big to play vidya and Grace hasn't been introduced to them).

...I think that might be it, honestly. Thanks for the question!

Look, it's one of the risks that comes with frequently drawing a chaos deity. Sometimes the chaos works in your favor, and sometimes it doesn't. Surely he sees this as a good thing, right? I mean, how often do most people get to be m- Eris?

...well, if Eris gets her way, it'll start happening a lot more often! Not that anyone should worry about that.

Thanks @dragonanarchist1155 for the prompt! Might’ve never gotten to do this otherw- eh, nevermind that! Thanks!

As someone who has not yet chosen a sona, that chart is very helpful actually

I bet it is! Fursonas can come about through a variety of ways. Personally:

Dzamie: Cheetahs are cool! I wanna go fast!

Azurel: Dragons are cool! I wanna fly and breathe fire and be super strong and smart!

Sel’riss: a “one-off” roleplay character got reused over and over as I kept wanting to play a naga, until eventually he’s a fursona

Grace: used Random.org to generate species. After a lot of roleplay and some very confusing introspection, fursona.

Dzbold: I am HORNY for dragons, and it is extremely easy for dragons to make me subby as hell. Kobold is a natural fit.

Dzalorda (less used): look you can only draw a Serperior as a self-insert so many times before you gotta accept it

This was fun! Got to draw three cool dergs, a dino, and Tesla Coil!

10 - Coffee

this one is not great, but I really wanted to have something done after skipping a few days ago

Length: 420 words lmao weed Rating: T (hints at lewd near the end) Summary: uuuuggggghhhhhh

bonus points if you can figure out who the two youtube channels I mention are

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Alone in a room, a blue kobold sits at a laptop at his desk. Or, more accurately, he sits in front of one. A video player program displays a YouTube video specifically so he does not have to point a browser at the website, but it is merely background noise while he plays a video game on a handheld device. In the video, a bearded human talks about socialism and coconuts; this near-monologue is occasionally interrupted by the kobold skipping back ten seconds to pay more attention to the video, rather than the game. His curiosity momentarily sated, he moves his focus back to the smaller glowing screen in his lap.

The scaly creature mutters under his breath, “draw your last pathetic card, Yugi-boy,” in spite of the fact that his game contains no cards, nor any character named Yugi or any variation thereof. A broad, sharp-toothed grin crosses his muzzle as he clicks a few buttons, and his tail flicks back and forth as another virtual victory is secured. The video ends, and the kobold looks up, appearing concerned at the sudden lack of auditory stimulus - however, another video soon begins playing, this time a hippogriff giving the audience a lecture on Jungian psychology, using a popular children’s show as a reference.

Partway through, the kobold tires of his game, and sets it aside, then yawns and stretches. He looks over his body, then stares blankly at a wall for a solid couple of minutes. A slightly raunchy smile crosses his features, then he opens a folder on his desktop, shifts in his chair, and suddenly freezes.

“Shoot, did I really leave the narrative frame there?” he asks nobody in particular, “I thought I turned that thing off when I decided against the ‘talking with my OCs’ idea. Well, my ADHD makes sure I have too much energy all the time, and I prefer sweet drinks to bitter ones; what would I know of coffee?

“So, uh, sorry if you were expecting something of substance here. Now, I think I’ll end this before it hits an X/Adult rating.” Once more, the kobold bares his fangs in a grin, though less maliciously than earlier. “As much as I may like the concept of letting you watch, it makes for some terrible fic, and it’s not worth it in the end.” He opens a text file from the folder, increases the font size, and slumps down in his chair. “Have a nice day,” he says, snaps his fingers, then rea

y'all ever just

You want to be eaten or eat?

Or, if you're asking my fursonas:

Azurel: Better question: "Azurel, when will you eat me?"

Dzamie: Eaten. Unless you're, like, mouse-sized and also not a dragon.

Dzbold: If you're a dragon, you can do with me as you please. If not, it depends on which one of us gets their jaws around the other first.

Grace: Neither? I mean, I like having people in me, but I don't think that's really eating them. I just sorta... pull them in, and separate myself later.

Vent art. God I wish I could say that and get away with it

S C A L E S (but especially dragons!)

Okay, so I need to scale (heh) back the size of these; this took like 6 hours. Was fun, though. And, of course, the most important reveal: Dzamie has b e a n s (though I messed up the big one, it shouldn’t be super long like that).

Don’t worry, Dzamie is immune to acid and Sylvia is gonna let Sel’riss out after awhile of noodle squirms. Neither are in danger.

(Furaffinity)

Draw ponies experiencing your perfect idea for an episode / Draw a pony with a brilliant idea

Alright, but could you imagine if the writers actually went in on that whole "Chrysalis, Tirek, and Cozy Glow are slowly becoming friends" instead of "actually they're irredeemable pieces of shit"? Opposing friendship lasers (with Grogar getting dunked on in the crossfire) - the Past, Present, and Future would win, of course, but the three would escape unstoned, at the edge of Equestria, and resolve to plan their next attack over lunch. Together. As friends. So, here's Dzbold sitting in as a guest writer (or director? idk) giving direction to Chrysalis in the next scene to be filmed.

Wait Dzamie how tall are u

I'm roughly 6', and so is Dzamie (cheetah). Dzbold is around 4'10" or 5', and Azurel is around 40-ish feet at the shoulder and a hundred-something feet long... or whatever's close-ish and convenient.

Pardon me, I'm sorry in advance for the repercussions of this. *Smooches Azurel* *RUNS*

The large, blue dragon blinks and smiles, the tip of his tail flicking back and forth. Sitting against a nearby wall, a hornless kobold of the same scale color counts off on his hands.

“Thirty,” Dzbold announces, and Azurel bounds forward, his footsteps thundering through the cave. A few seconds later, the sound of cracking branches from the nearby woods and a loud, Nike-sounding yelp echo their way back to the kobold.

Azurel walks back in, a foot of grey tail sticking out of his mouth. His forked tongue flashes out and pulls it in, and then he gulps, letting his kobold counterpart watch the lump in his scaly neck descend and vanish.

“Okay, number six. How we come up with titles?”

The dragon shrugs his wings. “A mystery to even ourselves, I would say. Perhaps... descriptive unless there is a pun to be had?”

Dzbold nods. “Yeah, seems about right.”

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“Bold!” The voice wasn’t quite a roar. It was loud, yes, and it came from a dragon, but it had Direction and Civility. Roars did not summon kobolds, and Azurel needed a kobold at the moment. “Kassar! Rin- wait, she’s out. Bold, I know you’re awake, get over here!”

After a few seconds, Azurel heard the sound of small, scaly feet pattering rapidly against the floor, before a blue, hornless head poked its way into the entryway. “Yessir?” Dzbold asked. Or at least, he tried to. The last couple letters died on his forked tongue when he saw the scene before him. In the middle of the chamber, of course, lay his draconic counterpart and frequent voice of guidance, Azurel. This was to be expected; a dragon is far from out of place in his own bedchambers. Less expected, however, was the sight of three dinosaurs securely lashed to Azurel’s body with a crisscross of ropes and knots that would’ve done Eris proud. Dzbold’s brain hung for a moment. “Uh...”

“Hey, little guy, get us down from here!” the raptor tied to the dragon’s neck called in her saurian accent, “Az ain’t precise enough ta cut these right, and burnin’ through it all works for y’all and Dzamie, but my pack would get burned too.”

The kobold threw a confused look at the dragon, but quickly set about climbing around the ropes and biting through them around the raptors, letting them slide off in turn. As he worked, Azurel explained:

“So, I invited Cerule and her pals over to hang out last night, right? Goes well, we talk about current events, eating humans and katul, whether to buff or nerf Pyro... stuff like that. It gets late, and I offer them to stay the night over. Velociraptors don’t really need to pack stuff, so it sorta just transitioned over.”

Vaar snagged a foot in a loop of rope and tumbled to the ground; Cerule helped him up. “Y’okay? Cool. Anyway, I’m thinking I’ll just give ‘em some of my Soft Things, but they wanted to do a pack thing with me. Friends and trust things, y’know.” The dragon looked to the freed raptors, who smiled, then nodded at the kobold dutifully disentangling the remainders. “Now, sleeping with the Vitazurel clan is easy: you all submit pretty readily, and I encircle the kobolds without much difficulty. But, apparently, one-sided cuddles Just Won’t Do for velociraptors.”

Cerule, who had started to slice through some of the lower knots with her toeclaws, cut in, “he’s framin’ it like it’s a big offense and the whole submission thing, an’ that’s a really, what’s the name, a dracocentric reason. We just wanted to hold fast to him too! So, we climb on him, nice and easy, but keep sliding off or not having space.”

Vaar lightly smacks his packmate with his tail before continuing where she left off. “Then this genius here has a thought: what if we made an impromptu harness to make cuddling easier? Solid in theory. But it’s also late, so we’ve all dropped about a thousand IQ points collectively. A couple hundred yards of rope later, and, well, we got nice and close to him and slept through the night...” With a snap, Dzbold’s teeth sever the last line, letting the final dinosaur slide to the ground and rejoin her group. A few seconds later, a searing-hot flame washed over Azurel, nose to tail, reducing the remaining rope to cinders.

The kobold dismounted and grinned at them. “Hey, it worked, right? Just too well.” He stretched and yawned as he started to walk through the raptors, back to the entrance. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got sleep to keep doing, and a warm pile of kobolds to rejoin.”

Instead of an entryway, however, he found himself in front of a velociraptor with a single, dull blue stripe on her scales. “Better idea: I’ll get you a warm place to sleep, and I’ll have me a nice breakfast.” When Dzbold nodded at her, she looked over to the large dragon and announced, “Az, I’m gonna eat your kobold,” before opening her jaws and engulfing Dzbold’s head.

Dzbold’s Randomizer Nuzlocke, episode 3

This battle really hammered into me just how dangerous ANY fight can be. Gotta take everyone seriously, ESPECIALLY a guy who can successfully reel in a fuckhuge SNORLAX of all Pokemon.

Not shown: catching PLUG the Plusle and CHRYSALIS the Beautifly. PLUG was actually pretty useless, as he only learned Growl and Thunder Wave until he died at Lv. 11. Snorlax's HP I got from having a base stat of 160.

I've heard this was a thing. I decided to jump in on it, and since I kinda have three sonas... well, it helps with my hesitance to post images of myself online.

Azurel - The sona I like to roleplay as, and think of myself as among other furries. Calm, kinda smug, usually hungry. Commands a moderate group of kobolds, uses that disorganized hoard back there more to lure adventurers in for lunch. Dzamie - The sona forged in fandoms. More a shonen protagonist than a representation of me, he's my self-insert for whatever media or setting I'm particularly into. Power level spiraled out of control, is currently self-aware as a Mary-Sue. I can have a little wish fulfillment, as a treat. In the background is some costume pieces: a Mothwing Cloak and a Kaito Kid top hat. Dzbold - The sona for "real world" stuff... or when I get a bit overexcited around a dragon. Usually energetic, happy to help, and will unerringly obey almost any command given to him by a dragon, especially Azurel. That in the background is actually the bookshelf in my room, though from a bit of a lower angle (I'm about 2ft taller than Dzbold). I don't have that framed picture of Azurel, unfortunately, though I do have the coil of rope I use for bondage and the Math League trophies.              

Dzbold’s Randomizer Nuzlocke, episode 2

Missed 2 opportunities to pick up a second pokemon. Wendolyn kept eating them, even the legendary wish pokemon!

Fortunately, I convinced her to hold back so I could acquire a DERG. Derg is a very good noodle. Having a derg is important for kobold mental health. Derg immediately found a Solrock with Color Change and taught it to never get hit by a Dragon-type move.