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.
☕🐉🌴
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
icon by princessnapped
twitter
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@lorenziniforce.bsky.social
wip little thing im working on that i had a silly prank brainworm to pull on a friend
fun andi fact: i do actually call my boss and other direct superiors/supervisors "chief" all the time lmao
Her body is changing. warping, twisting; but with every moment, she only feels more herself.
The dragon holds her hand tight, careful not to nick her with their talons. Scales blossom across the back of her hand; her own nails begin to sharpen and lengthen.
The dragon smiles. They place their other claw upon the girl's shoulder; beneath it, her wings are beginning to sprout.
"Welcome home, my kin. It's good to finally meet the real you."
The young dragoness gasps, tears of joy falling from her changed, scintillating-orange eyes. And despite the awkwardness of doing so mid-transformation, she embraces her newfound kin in a strong, warm hug.
She is home. She is finally, finally home.
this morning's silly doodling