Platinum Light
The half-wyrm felt his legs giving away under pressure, hitting the ground with his knees. "puh-please spare us!"
Tales from the DHA city: the dragon refugee (part 1?)
“what’s your wyrm?” his wyrm. his wyrm. no, he didn’t have a wyrm, he was sure of it. yet for some reason he felt like knowing what that word meant. for some reason… “are you...are you from the north cascade wyrm?”
On The Wing
Instantly turning the wyrm's color to a bright pink as a larger brass one laid down beside him.
What Was Your First Spell?
The frost wyrm on his shoulder mimicked his disregard, leaping onto the table circle around the shade. in a sadistically morbid thought, she wondered if the wyrm would poke it's little head underneath her ray.
Drunken Lullabies #14
This time we have: dragons - western 'wyrms' are basically the only species in this one, which can get a little confusing.
In a Shadow's Embrace
"like i said, she's a species of wyrm native to the canyons of elsweyr. she's either a lesser wyrm or a greater wyrm, but it can be hard to tell them apart."
All For You #7-2 (SFW Inflation-based, for Any)
Resting on the inflatable wyrm's body you can already feel it begin to tighten up before the first puffs begin passing through the hose!
Over My Head
He whined, actually getting the brass wyrm to chuckle slightly. "but what do you mean by competition?" the curious (now) yellow wyrm questioned.
Avalanche
A noise in question before the red and now-red wyrms returned with more food.
Hot Air Balloon Act 3
Eventually stopping as the two wyrms became very tense. "this is getting a little too risky." the behemoth concerningly mumbled, hearing a snort from the wyrm on his shoulder. "pfffft, you can handle it. you've handled beer inflation before."
Stolen From Some Great Writer [Winter Meta 2022]
Preventing the bear from falling, but also making him whimper as he watched the gift fall down towards a navy and red wyrm resting below.
Prisoner's Lament
Besides, his ears still rung with the sheer volume of the scarlet wyrm's voice, and if there was any indication of hope, it had vanished, day after day after day.