pose practice that doubles as figuring out my wings
fair winds, open skies
- she/her, [REDACTED]
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andréa/andi - 26 - 🇵🇭🇪🇸
queer trans dragoness from the sunny tropics, figurehead monarch of a kingdom of kobolds,
ace flier both in the cockpit and on the wing,
typically found sipping a cup of vietnamese coffee atop a hoard of plushies.
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Big nerd about SF/F, aviation, tabletop, mech media, and much, much more.
Far too many hobbies. Mostly SFW.
One of them therian creature folk 🐉 ΘΔ
Keeps turning people into dragons, if it happens to you, you're welcome.
"the Chuck Tingle of dragon TF fiction" - @apoapsis
CESA's high altitude atmospherics research platform dragon
Certified fries enjoyer 🍟 🐉
she/her; other pronouns are secret unlockables ;3
dragon of many shapes; often anthro, often a dragon-jakkai (the horns stay on)
officially mocha flavored
possesses Eel Magnetism
friend to yinglets everywhere
"only" the size of a small plane
too many forms and too many chuuni ass fighting styles
horny for being the hot robot girl
tail ornament enthusiast
NRX-044 Asshimar my beloved
sword lesbian, alternately of the agile, lightweight one-handed blade or fuckoff zweihander variety
battle theme DEFINITELY has flamenco guitar
reviews:
"the most dragon to ever dragon"
"dresses like a touhou character"
"horns were fun to draw"
"tailfan is some of the best in the business"
"came for the worldbuilding, stayed for the dergposting"
"exceptionally kissable"
❤️ 🌟 starlight @Ehksidian 🌟 ❤️
❤️ ⛈️ little spark @bolibob2 ⛈️ ❤️
asks open; please ask me questions i like it :3
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Have you ever made a noise, that stuns you and absolutely thrills you with the fact you produced it
a noise that feels like it comes from your heart, from your real self, and not the human vocal cords that are all you have access to
I drew a roar from deep within, and... I could hear my voice.
I heard a dragon. And the sound brought tears to my eyes.
update: shortly after this I laid down face down with cool air from the air conditioner blowing over my back in a way my brain is sort of able to extend out onto phantom wings and give me the sensation of air blowing across them
and I laid there and I had. A remarkably vivid waking visualization/daydream of flying
Once I had finished and come down from the shift and reentered a more human mindset I couldn't stop laughing. Laughs of joy, unbridled and pure. It felt so fucking good. I fucking needed that.
Despite the yearning and the pain of species dysphoria, moments like this are why I'd never choose to give up my therianthropy if the choice was presented to me.
This is kind of what I meant when I said that I kinda taught myself to dream while awake. I can't trust my brain to ever give me actual dreams of flying or affirmation, so I learned to visualize, to brute force it in my waking mind. And that skill, I think, is a huge part of how I stopped being human in the first place.
One night, she hosts a ball - elegant and dignified, her claws clinking against the wine-glasses and her tail swishing across the marble floor.
Another night, she moves among the humans in unassuming form; her true nature only seen in subtle, flickering glimpses, unpercieved by nearly all; a shine in her eyes, a tooth just a bit too sharp.
On another, she rests in her tower, her shape vastly different; that of an enormous yet wise beast, reading a tome under glimmering candlelight, taking notes with a claw dipped in ink.
And tonight, under the red dragon's moon, she is a hunter, a monster, a storm of scale and claw and wing and blood.
new dragon canon: dragon-me has a lycanthropy thing going on but it's only during lunar eclipses so it's not actually that big of a problem. I just get powered up, stuck in quad form, and get mildly more aggressive than normal, and intensity of all this is dependent on how total the eclipse is. Something something part bakunawa, eating the moon, etc