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Noctifer
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Noctifer

Sleep paralysis demon. Enjoys music, writing, voiceover, games (video & tabletop).

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🏳️‍⚧️ TRANS RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS 🏳️‍🌈 FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸 FREE UKRAINE 🇺🇦 FUCK THE 🟠
T a s t y
December 18, 2025 at 2:31 PM
I misread the "fistfight your relatives" part
November 27, 2025 at 8:52 PM
Gonna have to give it a listen :)
November 27, 2025 at 7:47 PM
PEAK FORM
November 27, 2025 at 6:05 PM
Hey, as a long-sheltered, largely friend-less entity i'm not gonna lie i feel you on this one and have felt this way before, but i promise: as long as you keep your head up and enjoy your own company enough, eventually you'll find someone else who wants to share their own with you :) You got this 🤍
November 27, 2025 at 1:37 AM
Nose
November 26, 2025 at 4:38 PM
Chipped tooth speedrun
November 26, 2025 at 4:33 PM
🎁🎄🎁 oh my gosh look at all the presents
a woman is talking on a video call and the words merry christmas chat are above her .
Alt: A gif of the woman saying "christmas! just a week away!" with the caption: "merry christmas chat"
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November 26, 2025 at 10:39 AM
...

And that's why I'm banned from every black tie affair in Carna.
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
main course: the textural interplay of chewy flesh and tough, stringy sinew, saved from ever possibly being too dry thanks to being positively saturated in the broth of our very own dimension. It's an immaculately conceived dish, unfairly so. Low prep, too.
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
that leaves you needing only more; the throat-scathing, unnatural, burning nature of it that no liquor could emulate or rival, the stickiness, or the staining potential, spiritually or no, as our bodies' very own sanguine fluid. Like, you're already in ecstacy at that point, but THEN you get to the
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
your tongue... there's nothing quite like it. It's like a rinse or something. An amuse-bouche, if you will, heheh... Ahh, God, it's so fucking good... Truly, I weep for all manner of mixologist for they will NEVER concoct a cocktail with nearly the length, the evolution, the metallic, drying element
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
however-many-thousands of hairs poking out from it or whatever, is ALWAYS the least pleasant to get through, but once your teeth start doing what they do best and they pierce, tear, crush, and shred through and actually break the skin of your brother and you start to get some of the blood dancing on
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
hadn't eaten comfortably like this, like, without being immediately appalled by the flavor and texture, without wanting to just instinctively spit it back out as though it were poison... since I was a kid. Heh. Check this out: the very first layer of skin, that epidermis, what with the
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
buried my jaws in it. Heh... God willing, I'll never forget the taste. Sure, Devon was near-emaciated at this time, so the cuts were less flavorful and of a lower quality in general -- and I think the illicit drugs in his system might've affected the taste as well -- but you've got to remember: I
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
this world had I fully immobilized or incapacitated him, but eventually he did manage to successfully break the animal off of him for a moment, probably by getting a boot under my abdomen and kicking me off. Unfortunately, I ended up back upon him in no time, as I had flung myself at his arm and
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
shoulder; thereupon I began digging in deeper, desiring only more. Only more would satiate the hunger. I never heard anything besides a pitiful pig's cries as I devoured, gulping back rolls of flesh and recklessly letting his blood seep back out of my mouth. Fuck... He wouldn't have been long for
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
ragged, ratty old cardigan to pull him down the stairs with me. He started screaming as we fell and as I ravenously gourmandized the side of his lower neck. You know, for some reason. The carotid itself was mostly spared, thank God, but I did take quite the chunk out from between his neck and his
November 26, 2025 at 5:44 AM
The peak of interpersonal connection
November 26, 2025 at 5:28 AM
Aint NOTHING getting done
November 26, 2025 at 4:42 AM
November 26, 2025 at 4:42 AM