• she/her

41, queer trans furry trash, actual professional deer, perpetually tired // mostly 18+ but let’s say entirely 18+ to be safe


bsky
deergrace.bsky.social

lorenziniforce
@lorenziniforce

Slowly realizing you're a dragon because a lonely kobold latched onto you even while you still thought you were a human

even they don't fully realize why they find you so fascinating at first. But they can tell you're not like the other "no-scalesies"


contextual
@contextual

Slowly realizing you're a shark because there's a couple really hopeful-looking remoras following you around.
(A friend of mine is dragon&shark and I am absolutely relentless with the "remoras are kobolds for sharks" around her)


contextual
@contextual

It is after midnight and I'm posting it anyway I'll just rebug it tomorrow so people can find it but the night birds can have it tonight.
Oops I accidentally 4500 words again, and once again no editing at all per my usual absolute lack of professional discipline


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With how into this I am on a deep level, along with the rest of your work (especially your Post-Self fic) I'm starting to wonder, hmmm... maybe I ought to look at why I'm liking this stuff so much. If I change my entire account around, don't unfollow me!
(That being said, again, your writing is impeccable and stunning and enrapturing and deep and thoughtful and experienced and otherworldly and longing and hopeful. It speaks to me. Stuff like this is why I check Cohost religiously.)

I'm just glad you enjoy my work! My Post-Self fic is still with Maddy for editing, but we'll see how it goes when it finally gets released!
I admit I do go for a bit of the otherworldly with most of my stuff, but to me that's just something that goes along with the creative process. <3

I've spent quite a bit of time in Minnesota, been through many parts. Including St Cloud & Mountain Iron. The latter is stuck in my memory as the single most desolate place I've ever been on this continent.

Spin away if you like! I'm just having a good time scribbling stuff, my brain needed the exercise, and it's been forEVER since I last wrote any transformation stuff. It really is a whole mood though, the part with the water bursting through and splitting the last layer of skin that was covering her gills was like YEAH when I was writing it. Fuckin' satisfying.

(edit I just caught the meaning of an older place and you know, I like that idea)

This is… Good.
It’s… Yeah, yep, that’s- That’s the good, the good stuff. I… Yes. YES. It’s good. IT’S GOOD, YEP. I- Yep. Good, great, awesome, GREAT! That’s-claps hands and points at your writing
That’s it. That’s the good.