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Vail @moongoblin13.bsky.social · 5d
I've been wanting to write a bit more again & needed a push. So I decided to do a writing challenge called... Let's say #midvembernotes.

I pulled all prompts from the last 30 songs I listened to, so if you're bored or need a little writing inspo yourself, feel free to join!
Picking one to a few words from the title of 30 of my last listened to songs, write whatever you want. Poem, fiction, nonsense. Enjoy: Day 1: The Cost Day 2: James Dean Day 3: Grass Day 4: Satellite Day 5: Basement Day 6: Carry the Name Day 7: Lost Day 8: Crux Day 9: Maestro Day 10: Little Day 11: Tyrants Day 12: Jaws Day 13: Tied Day 14: Shared Trauma Day 15: Lover Day 16: Echo Day 17: Blurry Lines Day 18: my mind is a mountain Day 19: Locked Day 20: Citrus Day 21: Infinite Day 22: Violencia Day 23: Will He Day 24: Blouse Day 25: Loud Day 26: Love Can't Day 27: Egg Day 28: Vodka Cranberry Day 29: Family Tree Day 30: The Beast
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Day 6: Carry the Name
For #midvembernotes
Poetry today 🌹
Day 6: Carry the Name of Mid-vember Notes Challenge What's in a name? A girl by any other name would be Just as sweet. A boy with flowers in his hair, Just as complete. What's in a name, a noun, a self? What's in a life Without words on a page? Chapters into books Books into series An anthology of a life That's lived up to– A name, a noun, a self. A label meant to carry the Weight of a life lived, But what's in a name that was given Not chosen? Is it fate, to carry the name? Is it fate, to change?
November 14, 2025 at 9:59 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Okay you read me to filth LMAOOOO
my favs currently rotating between Bolaire, Thaisha, and Occtis 😂 and they're allllllll wayyyy too true (pls don't look at my AO3 tags).

This was a great read 11/10
#criticalrole
therosecleric.bsky.social ➼ amihan (he/hymn)🔜 PAXU @therosecleric.bsky.social · 1d
marisha ray shared this on her story before i could even share it up here LOL, but i uploaded a new video!

it's short and sweet but gets straight to the point 🫶

🪄Watch here:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CxEx...

#criticalrole ⟡ #videos
a youtube thumbnail of amihan in front of a graphic of the campaign 4 critical role play characters. text reads: what your favorite critical role: campaign 4 character says about you
November 13, 2025 at 9:14 PM
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hoganddice.bsky.social
The boycott of America begins.
Finally.
parismarx.com Paris Marx @parismarx.com · 1d
The International Criminal Court is ditching Microsoft Office, saying it’s too dependent on US tech, in favor of Open Desk, a German open source alternative.

The move comes after Microsoft revoked ICC head Karim Khan’s email access when he was sanctioned by the US for the warrant against Netanyahu.
International Criminal Court to ditch Microsoft Office for European open source alternative | Euractiv
The court will move its internal work environment to Open Desk, a German-developed open source software
www.euractiv.com
November 13, 2025 at 2:55 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Day 5: Basement of #midvembernotes
More fiction again, bit more dialogue heavy here.
Day 5: Basement "Goddamn leak," I pulled the wrench back again, hard. No matter how much I tried to tighten this damn screw, it just kept dripping. Slowly. Like a fucking needle in my ear with every drop. "Well maybe we should call a plumber." Her voice piped up, soft and affectionate, behind me. "It's been leaking for what, a month now?" "Three," I gritted out through my teeth, a grunt punching out as I nearly slipped off the latter. "Fuck!" "You're always really good at figuring things out babe, but maybe—" "You should try asking a professional." We both said at the same time. I heard her chuckle, unbothered, me frustrated, her probably smiling and rolling her eyes like I was a kid trying to drive a car. "Yeah, well, you wouldn't have to be huffing and puffing over there if you just asked for some help. Why not call Quinn? He could help, he's handy." "You know why." My hands dropped to the latter, the wrench left hanging on the pipe. I could almost smell the disapproval behind me. "Hey. I know it's been a lot, but it might be good to–" "No. You can't say that to me, don't get to say that to me." I pulled the wrench off and climbed down, tossing the useless thing in the toolbox like I couldn't get it fast enough away from me. What could I use to fix this, why can't I just fucking fix this— "Hey." Her voice was closer, or maybe it was an echo, I don't know. "I know it's been hard. But he's a good guy, and ignoring him won't stop you from feeling the way you do." "Yeah?" I punch out with a chuckle. "You think I should what, just go over there and fucking marry him or something?" "No, of course not, but that doesn't mean–" I could feel the ghost of a hand hovering over my shoulder, so close. But it never made contact because I dropped to floor. I curled into myself, bracing against my knees for any kind of support. "I can't– it's– it's like there's a part of me that's all fucked up, and the minute he shows up it's not so fucked up, and I just can't–" I could feel my throat tighten up, an ocean just waiting to push out of my chest. "No. No." She sighed, another failure. Another thing she would get to add to the list of her disappointments. "You can't hold onto the pain forever. It's not fair to you." "It's not fair to you." I choked out. "It's not fucking fair to you that I get to move on, and feel good when I fucking killed you." Silence covered the basement, so I had to fill it. "No, if I had just showed up on time and been there when you'd asked, you'd be here right now. Just laughing at how bad I wanna be a plumber or mechanic or– I don't know what they're fucking called. And you'd call one of the local guys and already have it set up for Tuesday, while you pulled me upstairs so we could have dinner cause I forgot. Again. You'd be here, and I wouldn't be having to talk to your fucking voice in my goddamn head and I wouldn't be forgetting you." Breaths started come in quick and sharp, my hands even more wet now than before. My voice came out so quiet it barely bounced off the concrete wall in front of me. "I can't even see you anymore." Silent, again, but then her voice came in. Soft, right by my ear. "You aren't forgetting me by moving on." "But I don't deserve–" "It's also not your fault." Ever patient, her voice the same gentle cadence. "It's not your fault." I tried to get a hold of my breathing, get any air in, hands splayed on the coolness of the wall in front of me. Her voice kept ringing in my ears: He's a good guy, you can't hold onto the pain, it's not your fault, it's not your fault. My breathing slowed. Time eventually came back to me, but her voice didn't. I felt the ridges on my palms, the cold air starting to sink into my bones, but her voice didn't come back again that night. I finally turned, looking over my shoulder at the empty basement minus the latter and a single red bucket under a rotting pipe. Stood, picking up another wrench from the box in front of me. Climbed the latter. Tried again.
November 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Day 4: Satellite
for #midvembernotes
Bit of a fiction dabble here, bit post-apocalyptic type beat 🛰️
It was November, or October, I think. Cloudless night, the way it always was. I had to pick up my sister, drop off some letters, and grab some dinner. Ride, stop, ride, home. We didn't get much out here in terms of excitement or even entertainment. Church had it's music, if you could stand the same words coming out the mouth of its straight backed, holier-than-thou pastor. No movies, no tv, no radio. Only the sheriff's radio, and it was limited to three stations that talked about the weather, the government, and emergency broadcasts. Which was, technically, all the government. Not that I could ever listen to it. I heard sometimes they played a little jingle before important announcements. Mary said she heard it once when she stopped by the station with her pops. I think Mary likes to pretend she knows things. I saw the end of a guitar once, long straight piece of wood with its odd ridges. Mary said they used to pluck at the string like you would a feather off a bird for it to make a sound. I don't know if that made much sense. There was nothing you could pluck. I wonder what sound would play if you plucked at wood. But it was getting late, or early really, winter making its rounds earlier. Right. Sister. Letters. Dinner. By the time I got on my bike, the moon was already out and high, the stars tracing back from it like they'd flaked off and scattered across a dark carpet. My eyes were stuck on its patterns, my feet driving forward towards the familiar roads, my body and bike knowing the path forward with ease. But my eyes traced the stars and how they'd move, always consistent but not, always there but not. I could always count on the stars. But what wasn't the same came in a flicker of white. I almost didn't notice it, my body lurching to a stop as I pressed against the brakes. A contrasting speed against the familiar near imperceptible slow. It flickered and pulsed and moved, like a blinking question mark tracing across the sky. I'd never seen anything like it, and wondered what marvelous thing it could be. Could it be a ship, like I'd heard from Uncle's friends? A sky ship that travels so high and so fast that it can race from here to the other side of the world in a day. They said we used to have sky ships that could go to the moon and back. I wonder if this was that.
November 12, 2025 at 7:42 PM
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roseadrift.bsky.social
Trying to clean out files on my PC, so here's a timelapse of me drawing Calais from 2024 🦄🩸✨

#art ⟡ #ocsky ⟡ #dnd
November 12, 2025 at 1:20 AM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Day 3: Grass
This was a fun one 🤍 #midvembernotes
Day 3 of Challenge: Grass It wasn't impossible It wasn't even unlikely That in this life or many I'd be in this park with you. Floating on grass Heads feeling high There's nothing so soft But your eyes seeing mine. The sun's creeping low Warmth turned to cold A hand tracing bodies With no hurry home. Home is right here Laid in the grass While the stars watch alight Small specks burning back.
November 11, 2025 at 6:23 PM
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noxleigh.bsky.social
Snoissant
A snail with a croissant on its back
November 10, 2025 at 5:10 AM
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therosecleric.bsky.social
Thank you so much for the support so far!

I am almost to my first goal of $600 - anything to help me raise the last portion of this would help me for the rest of November.

🪷 gofund.me/b9dc07bb3

Also, this is an ongoing fundraiser that would total to $2500 for the winter months. Thank you 🙏
November 2, 2025 at 2:46 AM
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itsdanicarr.bsky.social
I will take this one piece of good news today and I will hold it next to my heart and I will pull hope from it strong enough to keep that heart beating.

We take the wins where we can.
mjsdc.bsky.social Mark Joseph Stern @mjsdc.bsky.social · 4d
New: The Supreme Court DENIES Kim Davis' request to overturn Obergefell, the marriage equality decision. No noted dissents. www.supremecourt.gov/orders/court...
DAVIS, KIM V. ERMOLD, DAVID, ET AL. The motion of Foundation for Moral Law for leave to file a brief as amicus curiae out of time is denied. The petition for a writ of certiorari is denied.
November 10, 2025 at 9:20 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Day 2 of #midvembernotes
Bit of a tough prompt, and honestly not my fav, BUT we made something so huzzah
Day 2 Prompt: James Dean Leather straps and dancing queens The glamour and shine’s scapegoat Praised up by corporate machines To shove it all down your throat. While deep in the ground, sex sells It circles and spins your brain And down in the Hollow of Fame, it dwells The hell that was clean and made.
November 10, 2025 at 9:48 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Day 1: The Cost
Kinda wrote a piece of flash fiction almost? Or a start of something, I don't know. Like the vibe though.
#midvembernotes
Belly-full of laughs and a room full of smoke, it almost went unnoticed, the static. A soft buzz, drifting from the left, to the right, it all comes down to the center. Is it a TV? A broken radio? No, the buzzing's louder, almost head splitting, slipping into their ears like a worm that just won't get out. Get out? The doors are gone, and there's no way to leave. Why would you? You have all you need. We've given you everything you need. The buzzing, it's kind of soft. Feels smooth over the brain. Kick back a while, won't you? You can bum a smoke, if you want. Belly-full of laughs and a room full of smoke, it almost went unnoticed—
November 10, 2025 at 12:00 AM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
I've been wanting to write a bit more again & needed a push. So I decided to do a writing challenge called... Let's say #midvembernotes.

I pulled all prompts from the last 30 songs I listened to, so if you're bored or need a little writing inspo yourself, feel free to join!
Picking one to a few words from the title of 30 of my last listened to songs, write whatever you want. Poem, fiction, nonsense. Enjoy: Day 1: The Cost Day 2: James Dean Day 3: Grass Day 4: Satellite Day 5: Basement Day 6: Carry the Name Day 7: Lost Day 8: Crux Day 9: Maestro Day 10: Little Day 11: Tyrants Day 12: Jaws Day 13: Tied Day 14: Shared Trauma Day 15: Lover Day 16: Echo Day 17: Blurry Lines Day 18: my mind is a mountain Day 19: Locked Day 20: Citrus Day 21: Infinite Day 22: Violencia Day 23: Will He Day 24: Blouse Day 25: Loud Day 26: Love Can't Day 27: Egg Day 28: Vodka Cranberry Day 29: Family Tree Day 30: The Beast
November 9, 2025 at 11:22 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Starting to put up winter holiday decorations because the whimsy, and by god I shall enjoy the whimsy as long as I can
November 9, 2025 at 5:43 PM
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zmeess.bsky.social
Essek and Caleb at Jester and Fjord's wedding party, k-i-s-s-i-n-g

#CriticalRole #CriticalRoleFanArt #CriticalRoleSpoilers #shadowgast
digital fan art of Essek and Caleb from Critical Role, at Jester and Fjord's wedding, sitting on a bench and kissing. Essek is a young-looking slender dark elf with light lavender skin and shoulder-length white hair, which is artfully curled and pinned back. Caleb is a light-skinned thin human in his early forties, with auburn chin-length wavy hair and a full beard. they are both dressed in formal clothing, cream and light pink to match the colors Jester had picked for her wedding. Essek is wearing a silk shirt with bishop sleeves and a straight neckline that exposes his neck and a wide pearl choker; he also has slacks on, short enough to reveal his boots with metal toe-tips, as well as a coat made of thick matte fabric, with wide geometric shoulders and layered hanging sleeves. it is caught at the waist with a wide sash, the coat's two floral frog closures open. Caleb is dressed in form-fitting pants tucked into white boots, a leather strap around one of his thighs. he has a long-sleeved shirt on under a light pink sleeveless coat made of delicate floral brocade. there is a large white flower tucked behind his ear. both of them are wearing a bit of make-up: Essek has white lipstick on his bottom lip, and Caleb's eyes are accentuated with fiery red eyeshadow. they are sitting on a bench outside, leaning into each other, Essek placing a kiss on the corner of Caleb's mouth. Essek's left hand is guiding Caleb's chin towards him with a delicate finger, while his right is resting in Caleb's left. there is a flowering branch above them, soft pink petals lying on the white cobbled stones beneath their feet. the ocean is visible behind them, the setting sun shining right behind the couple's heads, illuminating them in warm orange glow.
November 9, 2025 at 5:02 PM
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yghiilra.bsky.social
𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶

#criticalroleart #criticalrolefanart #wicanderhalovar #tyranny #wicanny
November 9, 2025 at 12:14 PM
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alkastra.bsky.social
Wic and his stupid cat from hell🩵

[ @samriegel.bsky.social @criticalrole.bsky.social ]
#tyranny #wicanderhalovar #criticalrolefanart
November 7, 2025 at 9:04 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
OH MY GOD *cue me melting*
November 8, 2025 at 9:14 PM
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cryntart.bsky.social
My take on Talcydimir “Cyd” Pridesire - lionfolk warrior and former member of the Falconer’s Rebellion.
This piece depicts him during those years of unrest, when loyalty and exile were one and the same.
#CriticalRoleFanArt #CharacterDesign #criticalrolespoiler #dndart #fantasyart
November 8, 2025 at 6:16 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
I love my little dead wizard
#criticalrolespoilers
November 8, 2025 at 9:11 PM
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hoganddice.bsky.social
Bandcamp is more fun
50501movement.bsky.social 50501: The People’s Movement ❌👑 @50501movement.bsky.social · 7d
Spotify is crashing HARD because of the boycott. Their stock dropped 11% in value over the last month. Let’s keep this going!

Tell everyone you know to boycott Spotify. There are plenty of alternatives that don’t run ICE advertisements and screw over artists.

We made it easy at boycottspotify.com.
Stock of Spotify over last month showing sharp decline, from near $700 in value to $615.
November 8, 2025 at 6:58 PM
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maidofmetal.bsky.social
Longshot, but: @kenwhite.bsky.social, do you have any legal resource suggestions for a trans immigrant to Canada who is dealing with a crippling, nightmarish series of spreading facial abcessed caused by heinously incompetent dental work done there?
November 2, 2025 at 7:22 PM
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coffeecatss.bsky.social
“Not yet!”

Character created by @alexanderward.bsky.social as part of @criticalrole.bsky.social

#criticalrole #criticalrolespoilers #criticalrolefanart #occtistachonis #myart
Drawing of character Occtis Tachonis from critical role campaign 4
November 6, 2025 at 4:50 PM
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zmeess.bsky.social
i just wanted to do a little study of Wick's and Yanessa's features over the weekend (totally headcanon that they basically have the same face), and then it spiraled out of control

#CriticalRole #CriticalRoleFanArt #Araman
a set of semi-realistic sketchy head shot portraits of several characters from campaign 4 of Critical Role. Azune is a young human with a short beard and long wavy hair in a messy braid. he has a thin faded scar running up his cheek and through his facial hair, and a large birthmark over his left eye. he is looking up with a hopeful expression. Tyranny is a young-looking demon with pierced goat ears, horns growing out of her forehead, a pointy goatee, and long straight hair with short bangs. she is depicted in profile, her mouth open as if speaking and her hands folded in front of her face in a prayer. Wick is a young human with short hair curling delicately around his face. he has several simple tattoos on his face, including a stripe running down his bottom lip and chin and through his short goatee. there is a diadem resting on his forehead, decorated with crystals. he is looking at the camera with a serene smile. next to him is his grandmother Yanessa, an older woman with features very similar to Wick. she is wearing an elaborate up-do with a halo-like crystal ornament woven into her hair. she is smiling at the viewer with the same smile as her grandson. Teor is lion-folk with a septum piercing and a braided beard. he's looking wistfully into the distance. Occtis is a young human with dark shoulder-length wavy hair. he appears slightly tired, looking down. Julien is a young human with thick curly hair. he has a bit of stubble on his chin and a few moles on his face. he is staring at the viewer from under his eyebrows with angry defiance.
November 4, 2025 at 7:17 PM
moongoblin13.bsky.social
Hey y'all, if you've ever checked out Azrai's content before (best human!!) please see if you're able to help. This could really make an impact on his case, and in general about the medical injustice no human should experience.
theazrai.com Azrai @theazrai.com · 11d
I’ve realized!! If you care about medical justice and want to make a direct material difference in my case for totally free, here’s something quick that anyone can do:

Send a brief impact statement to trystanjhawthorne@gmail.com

For both general audiences and fellow creators.
November 4, 2025 at 6:39 PM