Voidling Seraph
@voidlingseraph.bsky.social
18 • Aroace • Genderless • Any pronouns fine • Developing Voidling Kitty • Dedicated Pawslut 🐾🖤💛 • Prone to change • MDNI 🔞 • Usually open for RP
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Hi there, I'm Seraph~ 🖤🐈⬛️
I'm a Voidling Kit, slowly learning to stand on my own four paws (or two, or more/less whenever I shapeshift) and I'm here to write smut involving TF, vore, agere and a whole lot more!
I also write non-kink stories too, sometimes. I just don't know if people like them.
I'm a Voidling Kit, slowly learning to stand on my own four paws (or two, or more/less whenever I shapeshift) and I'm here to write smut involving TF, vore, agere and a whole lot more!
I also write non-kink stories too, sometimes. I just don't know if people like them.
Body. Tired.
Mind. Wired.
Heart. Pounding.
Soul... I don't have one.
Mind. Wired.
Heart. Pounding.
Soul... I don't have one.
December 19, 2025 at 11:43 AM
Body. Tired.
Mind. Wired.
Heart. Pounding.
Soul... I don't have one.
Mind. Wired.
Heart. Pounding.
Soul... I don't have one.
I swear either I'm cursed, or this bed is cursed
dude why tf am I more awake after getting in bed? I said I was going to sleep like an hour ago wth body??
December 19, 2025 at 11:38 AM
I swear either I'm cursed, or this bed is cursed
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🎶 So tell, the town below,
🎶 As death took hold,
🎶 You watched helplessly.
🎶 But to hell, with letting go,
🎶 'Cause when it snows,
🎶 It falls to you from me.
🎶 (It falls to you from me!)
🎶 As death took hold,
🎶 You watched helplessly.
🎶 But to hell, with letting go,
🎶 'Cause when it snows,
🎶 It falls to you from me.
🎶 (It falls to you from me!)
December 18, 2025 at 6:10 PM
🎶 So tell, the town below,
🎶 As death took hold,
🎶 You watched helplessly.
🎶 But to hell, with letting go,
🎶 'Cause when it snows,
🎶 It falls to you from me.
🎶 (It falls to you from me!)
🎶 As death took hold,
🎶 You watched helplessly.
🎶 But to hell, with letting go,
🎶 'Cause when it snows,
🎶 It falls to you from me.
🎶 (It falls to you from me!)
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🎵 Sometimes I wish it would all just fade to black, 🎶
🎶 I can't go back. 🎵
🎶 I can't go back. 🎵
🎶 Now I'm lost on my own,
🎶 In search of something real.
🎶 How cruel to be exposed,
🎶 To everything that I can't touch but still feel. ✂️🧤
🎶 Lost on my own,
🎶 They'll never understand.
🎶 How tragic to suppose,
🎶 That I almost held the world in my hands. 🌏💔
🎶 In search of something real.
🎶 How cruel to be exposed,
🎶 To everything that I can't touch but still feel. ✂️🧤
🎶 Lost on my own,
🎶 They'll never understand.
🎶 How tragic to suppose,
🎶 That I almost held the world in my hands. 🌏💔
December 18, 2025 at 6:50 PM
🎵 Sometimes I wish it would all just fade to black, 🎶
🎶 I can't go back. 🎵
🎶 I can't go back. 🎵
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Mistle might let everyone know you’ll be away if she takes you, but it may be sent from your OWN phone just to get the message across~
#vore
Another redraw of an older pic I wanted to revisit!
#vore
Another redraw of an older pic I wanted to revisit!
December 18, 2025 at 7:53 PM
Mistle might let everyone know you’ll be away if she takes you, but it may be sent from your OWN phone just to get the message across~
#vore
Another redraw of an older pic I wanted to revisit!
#vore
Another redraw of an older pic I wanted to revisit!
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Gonna try eep now
December 19, 2025 at 10:21 AM
Gonna try eep now
Human male -> Female bird anthro -> Lay eggs -> Regressed to teen -> Regressed to child -> Regressed to chick -> Reduced to an egg -> Embryo regressing into non-existence -> All the eggs are used to make an omelette -> Bon appétit 🍳🍴😋
December 19, 2025 at 10:21 AM
Human male -> Female bird anthro -> Lay eggs -> Regressed to teen -> Regressed to child -> Regressed to chick -> Reduced to an egg -> Embryo regressing into non-existence -> All the eggs are used to make an omelette -> Bon appétit 🍳🍴😋
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Condensed into one image, for convenience <3
December 19, 2025 at 5:50 AM
Condensed into one image, for convenience <3
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A poem dedicated to the void by @voidlingseraph.bsky.social
December 19, 2025 at 5:45 AM
A poem dedicated to the void by @voidlingseraph.bsky.social
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Skin grafted with scars and boils,
As the serpent wraps them up in coils.
The host witnessing their final stop,
Before life is squeezed out, and they are left to drop.
The serpent remains cold and still,
Having lost its sense of will.
The clock chimes herald midnight,
A shame they put up no fight.
As the serpent wraps them up in coils.
The host witnessing their final stop,
Before life is squeezed out, and they are left to drop.
The serpent remains cold and still,
Having lost its sense of will.
The clock chimes herald midnight,
A shame they put up no fight.
December 9, 2025 at 9:49 PM
Skin grafted with scars and boils,
As the serpent wraps them up in coils.
The host witnessing their final stop,
Before life is squeezed out, and they are left to drop.
The serpent remains cold and still,
Having lost its sense of will.
The clock chimes herald midnight,
A shame they put up no fight.
As the serpent wraps them up in coils.
The host witnessing their final stop,
Before life is squeezed out, and they are left to drop.
The serpent remains cold and still,
Having lost its sense of will.
The clock chimes herald midnight,
A shame they put up no fight.
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Insects crawling in and out,
Through the ribcage, and up the snout,
Lifeless eyes festering with sickness,
Blood turned to congealed thickness.
Tail half-buried in the mud,
Chest bathing in pool of blood,
Legs bent backward from force unseen,
Ebony ichor forming damp fur's sheen.
Through the ribcage, and up the snout,
Lifeless eyes festering with sickness,
Blood turned to congealed thickness.
Tail half-buried in the mud,
Chest bathing in pool of blood,
Legs bent backward from force unseen,
Ebony ichor forming damp fur's sheen.
December 9, 2025 at 1:17 AM
Insects crawling in and out,
Through the ribcage, and up the snout,
Lifeless eyes festering with sickness,
Blood turned to congealed thickness.
Tail half-buried in the mud,
Chest bathing in pool of blood,
Legs bent backward from force unseen,
Ebony ichor forming damp fur's sheen.
Through the ribcage, and up the snout,
Lifeless eyes festering with sickness,
Blood turned to congealed thickness.
Tail half-buried in the mud,
Chest bathing in pool of blood,
Legs bent backward from force unseen,
Ebony ichor forming damp fur's sheen.
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Silence. Darkness. Cold, damp heart.
Broken. Burned. As mind falls apart.
A distant light makes its approach;
The sounds of laughter soon encroach.
Cackles of pity,
Cackles of hurt.
So why then do I submit to this curse?
Broken. Burned. As mind falls apart.
A distant light makes its approach;
The sounds of laughter soon encroach.
Cackles of pity,
Cackles of hurt.
So why then do I submit to this curse?
December 14, 2025 at 9:44 PM
Silence. Darkness. Cold, damp heart.
Broken. Burned. As mind falls apart.
A distant light makes its approach;
The sounds of laughter soon encroach.
Cackles of pity,
Cackles of hurt.
So why then do I submit to this curse?
Broken. Burned. As mind falls apart.
A distant light makes its approach;
The sounds of laughter soon encroach.
Cackles of pity,
Cackles of hurt.
So why then do I submit to this curse?
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Severed chords and silver strings,
Cutting deep as my ears ring;
Shadow looming overhead,
Laughing, laughing,
In my stead.
Bleeding from my open throat,
Crimson spilling into a moat;
As the fiend who calls itself my better half,
Stares into my eyes;
The eyes of a dying calf.
Cutting deep as my ears ring;
Shadow looming overhead,
Laughing, laughing,
In my stead.
Bleeding from my open throat,
Crimson spilling into a moat;
As the fiend who calls itself my better half,
Stares into my eyes;
The eyes of a dying calf.
December 14, 2025 at 9:44 PM
Severed chords and silver strings,
Cutting deep as my ears ring;
Shadow looming overhead,
Laughing, laughing,
In my stead.
Bleeding from my open throat,
Crimson spilling into a moat;
As the fiend who calls itself my better half,
Stares into my eyes;
The eyes of a dying calf.
Cutting deep as my ears ring;
Shadow looming overhead,
Laughing, laughing,
In my stead.
Bleeding from my open throat,
Crimson spilling into a moat;
As the fiend who calls itself my better half,
Stares into my eyes;
The eyes of a dying calf.
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Empty,
Nothing.
All that I can feel.
No love,
No hate.
Just plain, pure apathy.
Hearts broken,
Trust bent.
And yet, I continue to give myself to them.
Perhaps I want to believe there is good in this world.
Perhaps I am stuck in a cycle of my own making.
Nothing.
All that I can feel.
No love,
No hate.
Just plain, pure apathy.
Hearts broken,
Trust bent.
And yet, I continue to give myself to them.
Perhaps I want to believe there is good in this world.
Perhaps I am stuck in a cycle of my own making.
December 14, 2025 at 9:44 PM
Empty,
Nothing.
All that I can feel.
No love,
No hate.
Just plain, pure apathy.
Hearts broken,
Trust bent.
And yet, I continue to give myself to them.
Perhaps I want to believe there is good in this world.
Perhaps I am stuck in a cycle of my own making.
Nothing.
All that I can feel.
No love,
No hate.
Just plain, pure apathy.
Hearts broken,
Trust bent.
And yet, I continue to give myself to them.
Perhaps I want to believe there is good in this world.
Perhaps I am stuck in a cycle of my own making.
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Grass stained with darkened red,
The sound of crows cawing overhead,
Whistling wind scattering the leaves,
This is where the forsaken grieve.
Silence broken by ominous whispers,
A dwindling flame brings flesh to cinders,
When dusk finally turns to night,
The darkness shrouds this hideous sight.
The sound of crows cawing overhead,
Whistling wind scattering the leaves,
This is where the forsaken grieve.
Silence broken by ominous whispers,
A dwindling flame brings flesh to cinders,
When dusk finally turns to night,
The darkness shrouds this hideous sight.
December 7, 2025 at 9:52 PM
Grass stained with darkened red,
The sound of crows cawing overhead,
Whistling wind scattering the leaves,
This is where the forsaken grieve.
Silence broken by ominous whispers,
A dwindling flame brings flesh to cinders,
When dusk finally turns to night,
The darkness shrouds this hideous sight.
The sound of crows cawing overhead,
Whistling wind scattering the leaves,
This is where the forsaken grieve.
Silence broken by ominous whispers,
A dwindling flame brings flesh to cinders,
When dusk finally turns to night,
The darkness shrouds this hideous sight.
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Tears dripping down my face,
Heart blackened by misplaced trust.
The mirror showing a foolish disgrace,
Hard to move on, but I know I must.
Why did our friendship have to end?
Could we not have made amends?
No. I think not.
And so, my soul is left to rot.
Heart blackened by misplaced trust.
The mirror showing a foolish disgrace,
Hard to move on, but I know I must.
Why did our friendship have to end?
Could we not have made amends?
No. I think not.
And so, my soul is left to rot.
December 14, 2025 at 5:45 PM
Tears dripping down my face,
Heart blackened by misplaced trust.
The mirror showing a foolish disgrace,
Hard to move on, but I know I must.
Why did our friendship have to end?
Could we not have made amends?
No. I think not.
And so, my soul is left to rot.
Heart blackened by misplaced trust.
The mirror showing a foolish disgrace,
Hard to move on, but I know I must.
Why did our friendship have to end?
Could we not have made amends?
No. I think not.
And so, my soul is left to rot.
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Pain, pain, go away,
You'll be back another day,
Through broken bones, and screams in vain,
All my dreams go down the drain;
Reduced to nothing for no real gain,
No rhyme, nor reason, just sadism at play,
I know you want to make me pay,
But what I feel is just the same;
Pain, pain, is here to stay.
You'll be back another day,
Through broken bones, and screams in vain,
All my dreams go down the drain;
Reduced to nothing for no real gain,
No rhyme, nor reason, just sadism at play,
I know you want to make me pay,
But what I feel is just the same;
Pain, pain, is here to stay.
December 14, 2025 at 10:02 PM
Pain, pain, go away,
You'll be back another day,
Through broken bones, and screams in vain,
All my dreams go down the drain;
Reduced to nothing for no real gain,
No rhyme, nor reason, just sadism at play,
I know you want to make me pay,
But what I feel is just the same;
Pain, pain, is here to stay.
You'll be back another day,
Through broken bones, and screams in vain,
All my dreams go down the drain;
Reduced to nothing for no real gain,
No rhyme, nor reason, just sadism at play,
I know you want to make me pay,
But what I feel is just the same;
Pain, pain, is here to stay.
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decided to transform people's oc in mlp character, starting with Celestial Ziron
pookie
@ziron.bsky.social 🤍✨
decided to use Discord's species cos its more fitting, will make a pony version for him for the other form..... one day
#mlp #mlpoc #digitalart
pookie
@ziron.bsky.social 🤍✨
decided to use Discord's species cos its more fitting, will make a pony version for him for the other form..... one day
#mlp #mlpoc #digitalart
December 17, 2025 at 10:57 PM
decided to transform people's oc in mlp character, starting with Celestial Ziron
pookie
@ziron.bsky.social 🤍✨
decided to use Discord's species cos its more fitting, will make a pony version for him for the other form..... one day
#mlp #mlpoc #digitalart
pookie
@ziron.bsky.social 🤍✨
decided to use Discord's species cos its more fitting, will make a pony version for him for the other form..... one day
#mlp #mlpoc #digitalart
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Born to hunt as predator,
Forced to suffer as human.
How many of us have to endure this pain,
Before we can be our true selves?
Running through the arid wastes,
Trudging through suburban streets.
Both lives are perilous,
So why does this one's teeth sink deeper?
- Therian's Plight
by Seraph
Forced to suffer as human.
How many of us have to endure this pain,
Before we can be our true selves?
Running through the arid wastes,
Trudging through suburban streets.
Both lives are perilous,
So why does this one's teeth sink deeper?
- Therian's Plight
by Seraph
December 5, 2025 at 9:06 PM
Born to hunt as predator,
Forced to suffer as human.
How many of us have to endure this pain,
Before we can be our true selves?
Running through the arid wastes,
Trudging through suburban streets.
Both lives are perilous,
So why does this one's teeth sink deeper?
- Therian's Plight
by Seraph
Forced to suffer as human.
How many of us have to endure this pain,
Before we can be our true selves?
Running through the arid wastes,
Trudging through suburban streets.
Both lives are perilous,
So why does this one's teeth sink deeper?
- Therian's Plight
by Seraph
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I run. Run through the forest, trees passing by.
My body arches forward, rejecting humanity and embracing the beast.
My snout stretches forward, my tail erupts back.
I drop to all fours, shedding my clothes.
My wings erupt from my back, catching the wind.
I soar. I am finally free.
My body arches forward, rejecting humanity and embracing the beast.
My snout stretches forward, my tail erupts back.
I drop to all fours, shedding my clothes.
My wings erupt from my back, catching the wind.
I soar. I am finally free.
December 19, 2025 at 8:35 AM
I run. Run through the forest, trees passing by.
My body arches forward, rejecting humanity and embracing the beast.
My snout stretches forward, my tail erupts back.
I drop to all fours, shedding my clothes.
My wings erupt from my back, catching the wind.
I soar. I am finally free.
My body arches forward, rejecting humanity and embracing the beast.
My snout stretches forward, my tail erupts back.
I drop to all fours, shedding my clothes.
My wings erupt from my back, catching the wind.
I soar. I am finally free.
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I recall a time where I had an rp with someone about becoming their dick, and they had me form multiple sets of breasts on my underside, so that when I came out of their sheath, my boobs would get squeezed. I quite enjoyed it.
December 19, 2025 at 9:14 AM
I recall a time where I had an rp with someone about becoming their dick, and they had me form multiple sets of breasts on my underside, so that when I came out of their sheath, my boobs would get squeezed. I quite enjoyed it.
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Also quick test post for something on Discord
a 3d rendering of a zombie with his arms in the air on a white background .
ALT: a 3d rendering of a zombie with his arms in the air on a white background .
media.tenor.com
December 19, 2025 at 9:19 AM
Also quick test post for something on Discord
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I need to be more perverted and self indulgent lol
December 19, 2025 at 9:04 AM
I need to be more perverted and self indulgent lol
Welp. New pinned post is up. Time to do some chores, maybe make a hot cocoa, and chill until I'm ready to fall asleep.
The one good thing about unemployment is being able to adjust my sleep schedule to suit my needs.
The one good thing about unemployment is being able to adjust my sleep schedule to suit my needs.
December 19, 2025 at 9:32 AM
Welp. New pinned post is up. Time to do some chores, maybe make a hot cocoa, and chill until I'm ready to fall asleep.
The one good thing about unemployment is being able to adjust my sleep schedule to suit my needs.
The one good thing about unemployment is being able to adjust my sleep schedule to suit my needs.