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ᴏʜ, ᴍʏ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ʟ̷̢̣̬̰̐̍̾̈́̈͗͋̏ɪ̴̤̤̜͋͑͆̑̽̌̚̕͜ͅᴀ̷̢̬̖̹̙͈̝̫́͒̓̈́̇̀̀̔͝͝ʀ̷̧̱͈͕̜͔̍͛̑̌͛͜͠ . . .
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“𝙄 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡.”

🔞

🪦🕊️
“Raider of what?

I'm Mad Devil.”

𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤.
[ A raised brow, arms crossed as he huffs ... ]

" ... th' name's Krypt . Krypt th' Raider . "
“I certainly don't do it as much as you do.”

𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 48 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴.

“What's your name?”
November 27, 2025 at 6:55 PM
“I certainly don't do it as much as you do.”

𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 48 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴.

“What's your name?”
[ ... a sharp toothed smile . ]

" Aye, I've eaten sum' others ... "
“You don't know my type, bud.”

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥.

“Really? You eat people too?”
November 27, 2025 at 6:39 PM
“You don't know my type, bud.”

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥.

“Really? You eat people too?”
[ Another snort, as he crossed his arms ... ]

" No need ta cover up; I know y'er types ... b'sides, I tend t' eat others too, due t' m' own reasons . "
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.

“..To each their own. Here I thought I liked eating people– meat a bit too much.”
November 27, 2025 at 6:27 PM
Canidware

Since my muse is an asshole 💀💀💀

Happy thanksgiving!
November 27, 2025 at 6:17 PM
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.

“..To each their own. Here I thought I liked eating people– meat a bit too much.”
November 27, 2025 at 5:47 PM
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯... 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨.
November 27, 2025 at 5:41 PM
“Your eyes burning?”
[ Blinks so motherfuckingly ]
November 27, 2025 at 5:20 PM
“I'm gonna blast Marilyn Manson into my ears and dope myself to death, that's what I need.”
November 27, 2025 at 4:48 PM
“Ughhh something pretty fucked up happened to me hours ago, I'm surprised I didn't die... I just hope I don't see that.. whatever the fuck is again. I felt like a helpless bitch.”
November 27, 2025 at 4:44 PM
𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭.
November 27, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Canidware

Surprisingly the only mutual who thought "yk? this pinned has no ❤ and 🔁 so I'll be the first to do it"

Thanks 😭🙏🏻
November 27, 2025 at 4:11 PM
𝘞𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺.

“Yeah, I was talking about you. Don't tell me you're another eldritch horror...”
November 27, 2025 at 4:00 PM
“That faceless woman looks uhm.. intriguing, alright.”
November 27, 2025 at 3:52 PM
Reposted by ᴏʜ, ᴍʏ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ʟ̷̢̣̬̰̐̍̾̈́̈͗͋̏ɪ̴̤̤̜͋͑͆̑̽̌̚̕͜ͅᴀ̷̢̬̖̹̙͈̝̫́͒̓̈́̇̀̀̔͝͝ʀ̷̧̱͈͕̜͔̍͛̑̌͛͜͠ . . .
[ ~☆ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 ☆ ~ ]
September 11, 2025 at 6:38 PM
“Hey, if y'all give me turkeys or treat, I promise not to bite your faces off.. For life.”
November 27, 2025 at 3:27 PM
“..Can I...?”
thanksgiving cookies. 🤭🖤
November 27, 2025 at 2:44 PM
“FETCH ME THEM SOULS!!!”
November 27, 2025 at 2:41 PM
“My snout isn't boopable, what is up with some people..”
November 27, 2025 at 8:58 AM
Canidware

Shit so good you talk with your friend about it
November 27, 2025 at 7:48 AM
Canidware

I unironically have a half eldritch wolfdog man who could genuinely win STE 💀💀💀💀💀 I dont guarantee a victory but he'd definitely not break pretty fast
November 27, 2025 at 7:39 AM
“I don't want to see it ever again... That.. thing is worse than God if He punished me personally...”
November 27, 2025 at 7:22 AM
“How the fuck am I still feeling cold..”

𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭..
looking around, you don't see anyone nearby...

but you can still feel a freezing wind blow past
𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥... 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱.
November 27, 2025 at 7:09 AM
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵... 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 - 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵; 𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳.

“No..”

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺,

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You suddenly jolt awake, lying down outside in the middle of the night, alone

your throat hurts from screaming earlier

...was that a dream?
November 27, 2025 at 7:00 AM
𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥'𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥... 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬

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it stares at you as you writhe on the ground, its gaze piercing into your mind...

[CRY FOR ME]

you start to feel yourself fall uncontrollably!
(-2 REASON)
𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴 - 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴.
November 27, 2025 at 6:45 AM