Trapper
@trappergraves.bsky.social
Widow. Singer of songs, writer of words. I favour science fiction, horror, old comic books, Irish whiskey and dark beer. scribedegryphon on twix & threads. DMs by invitation only.
Seattle, Van City, Paris.
Seattle, Van City, Paris.
Tonight’s backyard sunset
August 20, 2025 at 3:16 AM
Tonight’s backyard sunset
Sent just now from my trapper.graves account on pp.
July 9, 2025 at 10:45 PM
Sent just now from my trapper.graves account on pp.
Is it just me, or is this starting to look like Ancient Rome's Colosseum? I knew he fancied himself an emperor, but this? All it needs now is the MAGA crowd, screaming for blood.
July 7, 2025 at 1:53 PM
Is it just me, or is this starting to look like Ancient Rome's Colosseum? I knew he fancied himself an emperor, but this? All it needs now is the MAGA crowd, screaming for blood.
Lovely colours! Here’s one of mine:
May 29, 2025 at 2:04 AM
Lovely colours! Here’s one of mine:
@pattymurray.bsky.social
This is a clear violation of the Emoluments Clause. Is Congress saying anything about this?
This is a clear violation of the Emoluments Clause. Is Congress saying anything about this?
May 12, 2025 at 7:31 PM
@pattymurray.bsky.social
This is a clear violation of the Emoluments Clause. Is Congress saying anything about this?
This is a clear violation of the Emoluments Clause. Is Congress saying anything about this?
I had to enter the raffle!
April 21, 2025 at 4:21 PM
I had to enter the raffle!
Goodnight, my darling. Today of all days, it seems fitting to post the picture of us at the 2017 Women's March. I remember how much you wanted to go, and we had the best time making our voices heard. I loved you then. I love you now. I will always love you. I miss you. One day closer to us.
January 21, 2025 at 2:29 AM
Goodnight, my darling. Today of all days, it seems fitting to post the picture of us at the 2017 Women's March. I remember how much you wanted to go, and we had the best time making our voices heard. I loved you then. I love you now. I will always love you. I miss you. One day closer to us.
Sweet my heart, all my days and nights are coloured with sadness for missing you. I with the powers would grant you a furlough to come and see me, beloved, even for a moment. I would carry the warmth of your smile into the dark. I love you. I miss you. Goodnight, my love.
November 13, 2024 at 5:28 AM
Sweet my heart, all my days and nights are coloured with sadness for missing you. I with the powers would grant you a furlough to come and see me, beloved, even for a moment. I would carry the warmth of your smile into the dark. I love you. I miss you. Goodnight, my love.
Goodnight, best belovéd. You are the stars on a dark night, brighter than the sun in the sky. I miss you, and missing you is an open, bleeding wound that never heals. I love you and send you kisses across the ocean of tears and death that separates us. For now. One day closer.
November 9, 2024 at 5:22 AM
Goodnight, best belovéd. You are the stars on a dark night, brighter than the sun in the sky. I miss you, and missing you is an open, bleeding wound that never heals. I love you and send you kisses across the ocean of tears and death that separates us. For now. One day closer.