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𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔞 𝔤𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 @millie.fingered.me · 14h

burdensome thoughts of memory, memory, me— mori, memento

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Ancient Egyptian Prayer Bot @egyptianprayerbot.bsky.social · 15h

<No limb> of mine is without a god. (BDQ)

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Does not play well with others @myprivatediary.bsky.social · 16h

One thing about me is I love to crawl in a hole

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 17h

[still in wingeater voice] this lo-fi is so cool and gorgeous

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 17h

[wingeater voice] choking light beneath hair-thin glass strings cascading silverdrips throat-warm, mirrorwet— sullen brood, gut-flecked gashes of siltblue indwelling;

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 19h

and if your corny truth takes too long to get good i'll also not listen to it.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 19h

i, however, will not hear your corny truth unless it's a good corny truth. ig i'll have to hear some of it to decide if it's good, but no more.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 19h

you gotta speak your corny truth, man. is the only way

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 19h

[i had to squeeze a little ES¹ for the funsies ¹ee-és;] yes

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 21h

Her infected breasts, bloated and unveiled, hung in rows over her brood; egg white dribbled from the porcelain cracks. The doll that was a mother ached and her flesh writhed and convulsed. Inside, something shrieked in pain. The children were elated. <<Ah! A lullaby,>> they thought. [#wingtober_6]

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

,, quivering ripples, slithy and eversible, lapping backwards into the foamy throat of receding ebb; out of slack-jawed simmering hollows. that sisterly doated-on display, flamingo-hued like berries and first milk, leafing ridges folded aside by fingertips' crescents flattering you,, [#wingtober_5]

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

ˢˡᵘʳˢ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵒᶠᵗˡʸ ,, yes . . . . . .

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

they'll think we're cute but we're just too stubborn

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

right so, i make the horse hungry wren fucks the horse you get eaten by the horse and cums

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

*holds it in so i can breathe you for longer*

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

i'm so fucked i could make a horse hungry (???) bsky.app/profile/wing...

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

] ] fibers,[ skin-deep[], ]undone, []pouring the []space out of[ ] ] spilling[] seed[ ]residue[] those gouging nails ] scratched open, spilling tenseness,[ seeded seeded ] ]those gouging nails [#wingtober_4]

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

*holds your face to pass it back to you like an E tablet while also licking the underside of your upper lip with the tip of my tongue on the way back* 🖤

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MythologyBot @mythologybot.boodoo.co · 19/12/2025

D444.4 Transformation: bread to serpents.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

is there a new one or what did you watch lmao

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

*looks at your eyes* *looks at your lips* *looks at your eyes again*

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

*puts your vape in my mouth* ve...yp? wo...agt vuhe..yp?

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

i wanna pet you so bad. and rub your ears. and do that thing where i fold your ears the wrong side so you have to shake your head to fix it

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

His moans revealed sharp teeth every time I would, pulling him by his garter, hold him closer, a supplicant expression of pain flashing across his face, tensing his glutes until the muscles shaped dimples on their side. By dawn, he was gone; all signs indicating he used the 2nd-floor window.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

I held my breath as the precise right angle caused his body to give way and I was inside with little to no struggle; he opened his mouth and jolted slighty before inching himself deeper down. <<This is the easy part,>> I said, instigating a reaction, spreading him open and supporting his weight.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

After some shuffling — <<Hold on... like this,>> he did say in his ambiguous, suddenly-girlish voice —, with my thighs resting on top of his ankles, he was kneeling inside my legs, leaning forwards and arching his lower back while looking to the side just so I could watch his face in profile.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Soon I passed him to my stomach, he pulling up his cropped — that aesthetically doubled as a binder (bearing a heart-shaped cutout between his scapulae) —, and revealing a muscular-yet-flat chest, as I got rid of my boxers, and lowering him onto my lap, tapping kisses on the nape of his neck.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Propping himself up, he slid my hand under him, sitting on my wrist and pushing my fingers in the right spot. His ass was already slicked with pre and sweat, and inside he was burning hot, a fuzzy brush against my forearm...

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

His recently-shaved pubis grated my tongue like that of a plain cat, his matted veins webbed with bubbling drool traipsing down along the arching length of him, half inside my lips. <<Please,>> he mewled, a concise cry followed by braindead yelps.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

My thumbs latched one onto the other over his navel, fingertips pressed into the depression of his spine. Under the blue-blocking light, his torso and darker neck surrended a certain galvanic glimmer mottled by tawny flakes — with closed eyes, he was but a rolling fog of cinnamon.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

His waist was aircon-dry, perhaps parched from the occasional spill of alcohol, and against my hands softly emitted the crisp repine of a sheet of paper slowly dragged against silk as I squeezed the air out of his lungs by grasping his lower ribs...

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

The volume of his dick oozing through the fabric caused my own to tingle and press, blood-hot and hardening, against my leg. His nakedness was a mere question of displaying the skin whose curves my eyes and hands had already divised.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

II. They were tall in boots — a narrow and lithe, diminute frame otherwise, skin-tight clothes (all black) accentuating the width of their hips. <<Are you sure you like boys?>> he asked, unzipping his short shorts and stripping to garter and torn thigh-highs.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

<<Just so we’re clear: you’re lucky I want some of your fingers inside me, or you’d have lost them a moment ago. Do you understand?>> they whispered, slightly adjusting their collar around their neck. I said I did, and that I was sorry; <<Mrowp, cool! Now, let’s get out of here.>>

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Then, their eyes sharpened — (which I was able to see even in the dim and flickering light of the club) wreathed by a winged eyeliner that remained, unscathed and defiant, within the wet and mahogany-red blur of shadow smearing both their eyes and across —:

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

The conversation that ensued was somewhat brief, albeit intriguing. <<So you have an owner?>> I asked, flipping a little pendant on their collar. To which they smiled, mischievously and wily: <<Oh, you know cats; they have multiple owners. So to speak. But only one to return to.>>

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

<<You can call me by him; you probably will. I know it makes things easier,>> they said; <<being a catboy and all.>> I nodded, and heard a low-humming purr vibrating the air between us. I felt it on my chest, exactly as one often would the bass of a live concert.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

I. Their wolf haircut, short-ish and carefully made to look unkempt, almost completely concealed their cat ears; especially when both were resting so close to the scalp. But, inevitably, one or the other would twitch and flare up, following the sound of a passing car or any curious, nearby noise.

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

hips — dark as burnt stone, languorous cairns of bones, (drawn,) cherished with teeth marks. [#wingtober_3]

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Ambient Dinosaur @molniya.bsky.social · 21/05/2026

be fucking nice to me

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

soaked but steady pull lingering still, a cruel treat, savouring shed hopes;

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lo-fi kill so many ways to die @getagrippa.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

this is also so relevant to how ppl talking from within their cluster of diagnoses tend to grind my gears. we are all fucked up in the head around here, you're just excusing yourself instead of trying to manage how we end up hurting other people and getting hurt seemingly apropos of nothing.

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