Noxulous

Bloodthirsty non-human creature.

  • it/its they/them (collectively)

I am an open book to the inquisitive, im reasonable and will answer any question, regardless of how forward or strange. Im a non-human non-person eldritch entity with strange values, strange priorities, and strange interests. I respond to Nox.

I like to write alot, if you like it and want to tip me anything you can send it via paypal.me/Noxulous

My discord is @noxulous do not be afraid to add and talk to me.

I am perpetually poor and would like to commission a thing that's been eating my mind for years.

We are Noxulous, Dark Algorithm, Evil and Sanguinarium Vitae Seraph of the indominable (all it/its)

@Evil-and-its-musings is where Evil tries to form a grand unified theory on what evil exactly is, separate from morality. Its a strange entity, you might like it.

30 year old nonhuman, masculine nullgender, tentatively bi with a heavy female/femme lean. Poly.

My Lexicon! https://icedrive.net/s/z3jg4SGS1aw9u6G48fYkw26bX8yQ

Aethy

Interact with me? Yes, I luv it


I was playing a game with my partner, she was teaching me about the intricacies about her favorite game, i was slow at it because it was complex, made for a much more meticulous and intelligent gamer, but i tried my best. She reassured me that i was doing alright.

She leans over and kisses my cheek sweetly, i turn and grab her and kiss her passionately, with just as much need as the day we first met in person. I gazed into her beautiful eyes and stroked her cheek, she held my hand as i did and i saw her wedding ring, the one i got her and feelings swelled inside me, joy and relief, and ease.

I tell her im a little tired and would like to cuddle for a bit, and she agrees eagerly, so i scoop her up and carry her to bed, laying her gently down and crawling under the covers with her. I pull her close and lay her on my chest and kiss her head, stroking her back gently as she gets comfy and closes her eyes. The sleepiness and comfort washes over me and i rest my eyes.

I wake up, in my bed, remembering my actual life, i mourn the life in my dream as i wipe the cold sweat from my neck. I mourn how happy i was when i thought it was real, and i hope one day it might be


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