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@thesix.bsky.social

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Professional daemon. (he/him is fine) Whispers and growls on several platform(s). Please, make requests. MDNI. https://linktr.ee/VoxSeis

A German toilet with a shelf about the outlet for your poop to stay for pre flushing examination.
“I wanna be everything,” "Wanna be the reason you light up. I wanna make you laugh, make you moan, make you safe." "I want to be the thought that lulls you to sleep. The memory that gets you off. I wanna be where all your paths end." "I wanna do everything you do to me."
Good Girl & The Sea Sometimes I want to throw good girl in the fire but instead I walk her to the sea. We sidestep broken conch shells, she pretends they don't prick her feet. Seeing her so small, I can't believe I ever thought to watch her burn. I tell her the water can save us; it's saved me many times before. I tell her she was good long before she learned not to flinch. We sit for hours, good girl and me. The tide rises and reaches our feet. She wades to the second sandbar, the water rocks her back and forth. Wave by wave, words leave her lungs. Wave by wave, she starts to hum. Wave by wave, she lets herself be held. The whitehorses ride in, one by one, and drag the shame of a thousand women out with the tide. Wave by wave, she no longer repents for her own blood. Tyndal E. Schreiner
What People Say to Single Women -a Love Letter Who are you dating? Try harder. Stop trying. Don't wait too long. Why don't you take more time? It happens when you stop looking. As if love were your animal that quietly slipped away. What they don't say is: I see your life of old books and wrinkled linens. How your body knows itself. Red dresses and lace, worn without cause. How this looks, from the outside, like a woman in waiting, and from the inside, like a warm-blooded castle- alive, fed, held. Victoria Erickson
Boss Baby, a baby in a suit and tie, sits with fingers pressed together and a look of CEO issued smugness. I come back to you now. At the turn of the tide
Oscar the Grouch, a green muppet in a trash can, wearing a set of diving goggles with a snorkel.
A man with a vacuum cleaner on his arm quips down at the body of a man with a record carefully wedged between his butt cheeks. "A human jukebox."
French Horror Erotique Vacuum Killer It will suck you dead!!!! A woman in a red dress and stockings stands provacitavely with a heeled foot atop a red vacuum cleaner. Behind is a stock red puddle that's probably meant to be blood and a white void.
May 2, 2026 I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU BUT I AM CURSED TO SPEAK LIKE GUY FIERI Megan Williams Imagine us rollin' out to the diners, drive-ins, & dives all over this nation & you, so delicious— I would eat you on a flip-flop, I would let you drive my Camaro, my lights-out little lady Next level, baby We'd be next level We'd be off the hook We'd be out-of-bounds We'd be the mayors of our own Flavortown
In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing. When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body’s been. We all have reasons for moving. I move to keep things whole.
ellie schnitt • @holy_schnitt I like when men explain basic things to me because in my mind it's not mansplaining, it's more like when a toddler is really excited to tell you about dinosaurs and you're like that's right cutie! you're so smart!! only one of us is being condescending and it's me
The poster for good night and good luck with David Strathairn, Patricia Clarkson, Clooney, Jeff Daniels, Robert Downey Jr. and Frank Langella. We will not walk in fear of one another Except now it reads good night and gluck gluck
Local lettuces (ours is safe)
Ass need
Stay like that. Right there. There. Perfect. You're so fucking perfect. Fuck. Don't move. I don't want to move. I can't think straight right now, I just want you to stay. Please. My good girl.
The pattern from a tropical shirt, neon greens and bright blues with palm trees. Unseen are little dancing stick figures.
The Magical Code of Regulations by Christopher Frigo A book cover of blue leather and gold trim with a seal styled in the fashion of an official book of law or policy. Department of Magical Affairs Equity Through Enforcement
A small crayfish scuttling for a tray before returning to the safety of their rock to enjoy it.
A turquoise rubber duck with yellow polka dots.
Konami’s The Goonies 2 Nintendo Enterntainment System video game box art depicting the main characters from the movie in the style popular in the late 80s, painted in a dynamic action pose as if swinging through glass towards the viewer.
Screenshot of a thread titled “I hate it here” by someone in the EmergencyRoom subreddit. OP We were there for an hour or less. Exam, prescription ointment. That's it. Sammcgowan Soooo sounds like it didn't qualify for an ER visit. ER is for life-threatening health issues (heart attack, severe allergic reaction, loss of consciousness etc OP: That is not true. Where are you people getting that idea? sammcgowann • 1h Where in the world did you get the idea that it's not??
"LET YOUR HEART BREAK SO YOUR SPIRIT DOESN'T"-Andrea Gibson My heart grew teeth, so I took it to see the flowers. I let it rest in the tall grass and feel the mosquito-sting, the blood-swell. I let it inhale the wind-lick, the tree-song. I let the sun soften its brittle growl until it split down the middle, tender and open and undefeated. L.E. Bowman
Chester Cheeks is a plastic butt with a face that dances and makes fart noises.
You didn't come here to give me anything. You came here because while you like being Daddy's perfect little princess, you love playing in the mud with me. And I'm exactly the sort of filthy you crave. If I'm wrong. Hey, walk away. But if I'm right, and you know I am, hike up your skirt so I can give you exactly what you came for. That's what I thought. Good girl.
"You're not mine to touch." "Show me," "I won't touch you. I can't fucking touch you. So show me how you like to be touched. Show me all that I'm missing by keeping my hands, mouth, and cock to myself. Show me how you touch yourself until you come."
Waters rushing after a storm surge, just loud enough to cover your thoughts.
A set of hydraulic spreaders for emergency extrication work. Spreaders work by spreading or separating the metal framework. The best way to envision spreaders is like a reverse pair of scissors. Fenton Fire Used fire trucks
I like to kiss scars there, where the skin grows tougher there, where the memories are visible scars of every shape and size small marks across your lips on your eyelids, in your gaze I like to kiss bodies that are cartographies carved with destiny’s knife I like scars there, pain takes form skin grows again skin and heart become tougher right where the blood was, right at the wound
A close-up of the bar's honeycomb toffee center, surrounded in milk chocolate and a golden wrapper with the Crunchie name.
The end of long abandoned railroad tracks, now only rails with no sleepers.
Rocks and the shallow flowing waters of a creek. There are abundant forms of tiny life hiding in the shadows.
Don't look at me. Eyes on your book. I want to see if I can distract you. If I can make you finish before you finish that chapter. So just relax. Read. And let me enjoy myself. Because I will be enjoying myself.
A heron at the limit of a phone camera’s zoom function, looking like the mirage of a dinosaur against the backdrop of its rivery hunting spot.
A cicada killer wasp, just under two inches long, carries her freshly stung prey over green leaves.
Two red pandas. The same from the video eating and another in the back splooted out, tail flopped down like a big fluffy tassel.
A red panda enjoying a meal of young green leaves.
Ring tailed lemur. What looks to be a juvenile about to pounce on a spot of grass.
Scarlet ibis, a flamingo pink colored bird with a long and delicate beak, perched on a branch right after they finished a tour of the enclosure.
Giant anteater lumbering with their long snout over a bowl of fruit.
White faced whistling ducks, brown bodies with stark white on black faces.
A grumpy looking radiated tortoise, looking like an old man sick and tired of salad.
A green tree python coiled lazily over their branch, resting comfortably.
A bee box made of sandwiched plexiglass, the entire hive working diligently on full display.
A sleeping North American porcupine in a tree habitat, head wedged between two branches. They look like a mass of quills having a bad hair day.
A group of fifteen Canadian geese swimming in the shallows and venturing onto the banks within touching distance of the camera’s operator. One is clearly serving as lookout, neck craning up to cast an imperious gaze on the surroundings.
Book cover. Out of Her League by Ava Rani
To women in medicine: May your accomplishments be loud, And your call nights, quiet. Above is my bookmark, patterned after an Antonia’s rug.
A tree and a rock separated by a few feet of water as deep as it is wide, the result of a recent storm surge.
You sly dog! You had me doomscrolling! Syndrome, the red haired villain from the 2004 movie The Incredibles pointing at an offscreen character as blue light erupts from a fingertip.
Assassin’s Creed Black Flag loading screen featuring Kenway standing in a digital field of shimmering particles, a textbook that reads Hint- your whales must be seen before they are killed.
A fishing lure shaped like a squid, made of glittering and spongy plastic.
Five cards make up Exodia, the Forbidden One. A powerful Yugioh creature.
But eventually, you are cross-legged on your own sofa, in your own little apartment, eating a piece of cake topped with sugared peach and you’re drenched in the wet orange joy of it. Every time you touch your fingertips to your soft pale belly, you realise: you are living. What a dream you could be wishing for in some other, darker, life: to be here, now. Bathtub full of tea, cotton bedspread speckled with a hundred blue flowers, a thrift store ceramic planter with a sunlit basil plant forming itself right before your eyes. You have come so far to love your little life so much that you would not trade a single scar. Love it so much, that the empty side of the bed is already full.
Mitch and staffer in a morgue.
Not to be a whore Bu I'd die for a forehead kiss right now Crayon drawing of a smiling frog on a bed of flowery grass, smiling at you. Artist unknown.
"I am not a clever man." A simple drawing of a man looking up and to the left speaks to some larger figure, explaining himself. From Buttersafe's comic: The Detour.
A tree that lurches up and out nearly horizontal over the water if a slow creek, rocks jut up from the clear water and muddy bed.
The Baby Trap by Ellen Peck The controversial bestseller that dares to prove that parenthood is dangerous!
Uma Thurman as Poison Ivy in the 1997 film Batman & Robin. A green ivy themed leotard, stockings, and floor length cape with red trim to match her bright crimson hair dye.