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@ericlahti.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:57 AM

Just so everyone's aware, upon my death, disappearance into the nether realms, or descent into jibbering madness, I #bequest my collection of dangerous arcane texts to whoever they'll do the most damage to.
#vss365

@radardeboard.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:50 AM

His #bequest to his children was honored, despite all that he had done

Yet another problem his wealth got him out of

Except, this time, the citizens were not going to allow it to happen

He had taken so many of their children, it was time for them to do the same to him
#vss365 #vsshorror

@lima-zulu.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:48 AM

The envelope was a #bequest from the man who came before him; in it, two pennies and a note.

“Sleep with these on your eyes and you’ll be safe from the one who comes at night.”

It was an old hospital and it seemed the interview for night guard had left out a few important details.

#vss365

@28hary.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:43 AM

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism #mentalhealth ‪ #WritersOfBluesky

she holds an empty hand
scarred by years of dreams
of failing to make the cut
her #bequest a stolen fortune
carried by the wind
into the open wound
of her soul

A girl lying on a blanket, from Pixabay
@samc4rr.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:40 AM

When Bea received her gran's #bequest, she was a little perplexed. They'd shared a love of honey, yes, but an entire apiary she didn’t expect. Didn't know where to begin with the expenses spreadsheet. Wanted to hide in the margins, but remembered nana always said be a main not a side quest.
#vss365

@jakobgamertsfelder.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:30 AM

#vss365 #bequest

Today I drove
The morning sun was orange peeling
My passenger a woman flying
To the funeral of her son
On her phone another son
Whining of his losses
We hugged goodbye at the airport
A black headed ibis flew across my path home
The Aussie version
The bin chicken
Not Thoth's bequest

@rachelnewcombe8.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:28 AM

I will bequest you my unmet wishes because for you, they'll come true.

Oh, and you can also have my red pen that I use for my stories.

#vss365 #bequest

@badbardbared.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:26 AM

'Intent Within Tent...'

#vss365 #Bequest #poetry

Freepik art of a demon rising above a circus tent

my poem - 
Life is but a circus as we are all lost creatures, 
mistreated by the ringmasters, caged, hidden, scared 
until let loose under the lights to be laughed at 
and derided, whip-cracked, sacked and downtrodden.

This emporium for the rich nose-pickings, sickening trapeze artists awaiting the call before their fall, back-broken and soaked in derision by the clowns who rule, juggling their monied batons, to beat us, mistreat us, no fuss, no thought, swords swallowed.

Last gasp fire-breathing, dousing the big tops intent, now content to pretend lament, odious smiles now defiled, laughter suppressed, magician depressed, as the frauds we all laud lead the final bow into into obscurity and pain, just this weary world circus remains, into its bequestered final refrain...

Candyfloss Anyone?
@jangoeswriting.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:03 AM

The head of the noble house had left a substantial #bequest to a great number of family members, charitable institutions and servants. He was a good man, despite being of the nobility.

Ilyna heard about it and knew where her next score would come from. The family didn’t need that money.

#vss365

@jangoeswriting.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 11:01 AM

An old smuggler colleague had died. Dylan got that note buried in a comm-burst filled with the usual banality. An old friend with a last #bequest. That Dylan make sure his family were cared for.

Dylan checked. The rest of the man’s family had died in an attack on Hera. The man didn’t know.

#vss365

@jangoeswriting.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 10:58 AM

As pet of the #bequest from some supposedly old acquaintance of Esme’s, Rory had one, tiny problem to solve. What the supposed acquaintance had left was, in fact, in a lair. A very dangerous lair, because there would be little point it being in a safe one.

It was probably tat anyway.

#vss365

@o0ned.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 10:47 AM

Faked his death
#Bequest to himself
He stayed rich
But the world thought he left

He had a microscope
Saw what's in the dope
Before he could publish
The arkancide trope

He skipped town to look gone
So the villains left his mom
She baked a cake
Cuz she knew he's still long

#vss365 #vaccine #killers