Till Geske

@oneonion.bsky.social

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He/Him, 34, Bi Actual cook. Wannabe writer. Insomniac. Keeps getting more and more left wing with age. German. Never again. Over here, anyways.

Some brambles, with berries of varied ripeness.
Two lizards of different species are lounging on a rock, on top of one another. Next to them is a toad, with its 'arms' folded, looking like it's upset about being left out of the pile-o'-lizards.
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A black cat on a bed, being adorable in a way that's difficult to describe. The facial expression is surprisingly grumpy.
A big, pretty patterned rug. Some places exhibit small stains, some places are wet, where stains have already been treated.
Meccha chameleon screenshot. Little guy is pretending to be a valve on top of a gas tank, with 19 seconds left for the hunters.
The simplified shape of a panther, in an almost sphinx-like pose, except it's looking to the side. The base of the statue is a simple block, and the background is filled with greenery.
A bill, in German, for 123.24€
An unfinished cardboard model of castle Hohenzollern.
„They don't, uh... partake of the rich banquet of civilisation?“ „Nope. Many think they're ACTUAL cannibals.“ „Do you?“ „No idea, never been over there, never associated with them other than flipping them off from a distance.“ „They don't trade with their neighbors?“ „Not as far as I know.“ „How do they survive? They can't be growing much food out there.“ „That brings us back to the cannibal theory, doesn't it?“ „Well, that's not... A people can't survive just from eating themselves, that's just not how that works. That's like one of them, what's it called... the snake that eats itself! …Urble-Burble?“ „...Yeah, that's it.“ said Serjo, but couldn't help himself from grinning. The Captain noticed, and raised an eyebrow. „You sure?“ „Oh yeah.“ he reiterated, but couldn't contain that traitorous grin. „If I ever end up taking over the Saintelle, that's what I'll re-name her.“ he concluded. „One more reason to leave her to the cat.“ „I'm sure Master Lawrence will be easy enough to convince, or bribe.“ „Your treachery disgusts me.“ replied the captain with fake outrage, grin growing wider. „That's no way to talk to the future captain of the Urble-Burble, pride of the poison seas!“
Golden Gaytime Slab Size Matters!
A small wooden cabinet door. Two opposing sides are carved into columns, and the center is dominated by a circular hole. A black cat can be seen through the hole in the middle.
A poor, suffering basil plant on a windowsill
A childlike drawing of a planned city concept. Residences are built into mountainsides, commercial units into canyon walls, and factories and warehouses are built just below the plains.
The guest room was long and narrow, stretching past a well-worn pre-night bar on the right that occupied almost half of its width, and was covered with nearly a century's worth of rude etchings and drawings. The only ones inside were two scavvers talking quietly towards the back of the room and a woman who was stowing things away behind the counter, only quickly glancing over it to see who had entered. The smell however, was otherworldly. It was rich, earthy and bitter, in an oddly desireable way. He had never smelled this before, but somewhere within his mind neurons cried out with a desperate need for this thing they could not name. „What in...“ he began. „Coffee!“ exclaimed the woman behind the bar after quickly straightening up and beaming at him with pride. Serjo froze, trying to process the word. People used 'Caf Pacs' in the mornings, small paper bags filled with a soluble dark powder, which turned hot water into a tolerable, acidic, but most of all caffeinated beverage. Courtesy of the Chemfabs of Lexington. Though the words only sounded marginally similar, his mind forced the association onto him. „It's this stuff!“ said the barista, and held an open and unlabeled tin can towards him. It was filled with a coarse brown powder that looked strangely soft and inviting. After quickly dismissing the mental image of him lying down in a tub filled with it, he looked up at the barista.
A screenshot of Red Alert 2 Yuri's Revenge, with a mod installed that adds soviet orcas.
The Computer GERTY from the 2009 movie Moon.
A black cat curled up on a bed, with only one eye open, looking directly at the camera
An old school train semaphore signal post, by some train tracks.
The pool described in previous images is now filled with water, and surrounded by crowds. The structure on arched pillars is now fully surrounded by water, and draped in the green-yellow-red of the Tewahedo faith and the nation of Ethiopia. Bunting of the same colors is draped across the entirety of the pool. Dozens of people are swimming in the water which is beautifully shaded by the surrounding trees.
An ancient stone wall covered in tree roots, the trees themselves creating a pleasant canopy above. Beyond the wall, a nearly castle-like structure complete with crenelations can be seen. The sky above is pale blue and cloudless.
Books laid out on a couch: Eintagsfliegen by Günter Grass, Loriot's Grosser Ratgeber, Deutsche Aphorismen, Traxler Cartoons, Memory remains by Liao Yiwu, Mongo by Harald Darer, Das Mohnrote Meer by Amitav Ghosh, Hawaii by Cihan Acar
A pale blue BMW Isetta, a tiny 50s bubblecar.
A clean, sleek, futuristic interior, featuring a floor-to-ceiling window looking out over a tranquil subaquatic scene. Golden sunlight is entering the window from the top left and is reflecting off the shiny floor.
A cracked and broken slab of concrete sticking out of the forest floor.
A partially constructed paper model castle
A barrel that's approximately three stories tall, in a vaulted cellar, with stairs going up the side to a nice little platform on top. A handful of tourists are taking pictures.
Posters advertising a Folk Bitch Trio show on March 20th, posted onto a graffiti and sticker covered streetcorner
Dialogue from Football 17776: 9: Why are people still playing football? Juice: because it's funner than shit 9: They don't have anything better to do? 10: Not really, no. 9: Why not? 10: The short answer is that they fixed all their problems. War, poverty, disease, those are all extinct ideas. Juice: yeah but so's lunchables. pyrrhic victory 10: You've never eaten Lunchables. Juice: neatly partitioned meats and cheeses appeal to me on an aesthetic level ok mfer 9: How long has it been like this? 10: On April 7th, 2026, people stopped being born. On the same day, people stopped dying, and people stopped aging.
A trans pride flag
Cross-section of a little chocolate covered mound of multi-colored cake scraps, with what I'm guessing are bits of hazelnut on top.
A black cat sleeping on it's back is gently woken up and produces an almost silent meow as greeting
Sluggo, holding a can of woims, proclaims: "WOIMS"
A black cat on a patterned rug
Two neighboring department stores, one labeled 'Jupiter', one labeled 'Saturn'
A shot down Shahed drone with Russian markings in a field. Man squatting next to it for scale.
Against a jungle background, a South American native is cheerfully playing pan pipes on the right. On the left, Klaus Kinski, dressed as a conquistador, looks like the most miserable man on earth.