#alphxx

SEND ME A ‘✉’ FOR FIVE TIMES MY MUSE DIDN’T TEXT YOURS, AND ONE TIME THEY DID.

@alphxx

[ TEXT || UNSENT || BROWNMAN ]             i used some of your make up please dont kill me 

[ TEXT || UNSENT || BROWNMAN ]            did you take my fucking pants ???

[ TEXT || UNSENT || BROWNMAN ]            i think i look pretty cute in your jacket

[ TEXT || UNSENT || BROWNMAN ]            i drew a dick on geoff’s dick while he was sleeping

[ TEXT || UNSENT || BROWNMAN ]            geoff found out about the dick and now im bleeding to death

Some would say that the world is split into humans and dragons- and they would not be wrong.

Untamable, most would agree, because of their great intelligence and understanding of the human race; the great beasts are mostly left alone to their own devices. Some in forests, others in volacanic regions- on mountainsides or under the sea or in the clouds. All of them away from humans, whether they live alone or in lairs piled up upon each other like their rumored golden hoards. They are some great, magical, evolutionary pinnacle of predator and masters of the elements.

But Ray is taking a nap, in the same beams of sunlight he's so prone to finding that other dragons gave him his name.

A small dragon, to be sure, when compared to larger species and even those grown far older of his own. Lithe in figure if not in action- He sleeps among the rose bushes in his small glen of a territory and is pretty well hidden. His camouflage of twisting browns and the many reds of his wings make him a prime specimen to hide among the bright flowers, both sets of eyes closed to the sun in his little cat nap. He doesn't expect visitors, or intruders, and even if he did he probably wouldn't do anything about it. Lazy thing.