Proformu - Bronze Professor @bronzeagewyrm - Tumblr Blog

forget about touching grass, i need to touch THE SEA I NEED TO GO INTO THE WATER I NEED TO DIVE INTO THE SEA!!!!!!!!!!!!

koloocheh

I NEED TO GO IN THERE ⬇️⬇️⬇️‼️‼️‼️

lesbian-hannibal

evilwizard

*making out with you* *stops* i think someone just split the timelines

maqaabir

coprinellus-cluster

it’s called a riverbed for a reason. lie down in it

megapope-deactivated20220531

you sad little pervert

im happy big & sexually normal

catcrumb

perfectlyripeclementine

calling my lover "mine" but not in the way that my toothbrush or notebook are mine, mine in the way my neighborhood is mine, and also everybody else's, "mine" like mine to tend to, mine to care for, mine to love. "mine" not like possession but devotion.

thenyanguardparty

anything can be since time immemorial if you have a bad enough memory

Sunsets

This sunset was one the old wyrm had seen at least a thousand times. Proformu laid in the sand and the water on the coast, basking in the fading light. Part of him laid in nostalgia, recalling how many other nights he’d spent like this. This would be the eighteenth night he had first considered taking on another dragonsworn.

As usual, he knew he valued his chosen’s freedom over their fealty. He did not think the last had understood that. He hoped this one would. It was a topic he would approach delicately, in any case, and certainly not one he would bring up in the immediate future. Their relationship required a tad more depth, in his opinion, before something so heavy was placed into it.

Though… Proformu recalled that his prospective charge’s first action upon reaching safety was to embrace him. It was a sweet thing, feeling the man’s head rest on his hip and his spiky hair under his hand. He found he liked the way that fit.

The man’s tenacity was another draw. The only thing Proformu could call it was impressive. An entire year he’d spent searching, an entire year of being on his own in a way that no one around him would understand. He couldn’t imagine the toll the journey had taken on him.

There lay yet another reason for wanting the man as one of his sworn. He wanted to remedy whatever pain the misadventure had inflicted, soothe aches that only the pair of them understood. Truthfully, Proformu believed this to be the largest reason. For all his size and occasional brutality, the wyrm was a gentle soul, and he wanted dearly for the chance to offer that gentleness to others. Especially those as deserving as this one.

Proformu sighed as the tide began to roll in, lapping at his massive jaw. The sun had sunk beneath the waves, leaving him in the dark as the night began to open its many starry eyes in the sky. Heaving himself off the ground and shaking sand from his scales, he made to move towards his home. He could consider Archelaos more inside, surrounded by his other sworn. He had all the time in the world, after all.

sygol

haha ❤️ hilarious post my friend! *eyes narrow and my face goes stone serious* but it does not resonate with my own ideological schema, so i shall not be reblogging it