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Res Bratton
@resbratton.bsky.social
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36, forensic analyst, hEDS, AuDHD, married, horror artist/writer, exCOC, nerdy leftist
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Sharing my writing is going great; people truly understand the vibes I am setting down.

#writingcommunity #writing #amwriting
November 11, 2025 at 1:42 AM
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Forgot to buy a costume so just uhhhhhhhh blood and guts I guess.
October 31, 2025 at 10:03 PM
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Revision for Sawdust Saints is coming along amazingly. Bubbles is a side character that is so fun to write. #amwriting #writingcommunity
Text which reads: “Y’know, boys,” came a rasping, slurred voice, “it’s real rude to point guns at our talent even if they do whoop your ass till the crack turns sideways.” Bubbles the clown stepped out from between the trailers, still half in his smeared makeup, a beat-up hunting rifle slung lazy in his arms. The grin painted on his face made his eyes look harder than they ever had before. The smell of rotgut 'shine held fast to him. His ginger curls were pressed to one side of his face, where Jamie guessed the clown'd been half in the bag already when the fight broke out. The old man raised the barrel and leveled it at Trapper. “Now, why don’t you be the good ole boys I know y'all are and take your drunk asses home?” Trapper froze. For a second, the world held its breath. Then he spat, clumsily holstered the gun in the front of his jeans, and stumbled backward, muttering curses that sounded half like prayers. His friends followed, limping toward the road. Jamie hoped he blew his own dick off. Bubbles kept the rifle trained until they were gone, then finally lowered it. “You good, cowboy?” Jamie nodded once. “Yeah.” Bubbles studied him. “You sure? You look like you just went twelve rounds with your own shadow.” Jamie forced a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Guess I did.”
October 31, 2025 at 2:32 AM
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I now know what Victor Frankenstein felt when he gazed upon the hideousness of his creation.
The stupidest possible chocolate-covered marshmallow spiders one could ever imagine. These aren't even spiders. These are spooders.
October 30, 2025 at 12:45 AM
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Had a pretty awesome time this weekend at Lexington ScareFest! Was great seeing @spookshowvideo.bsky.social and @allofhertwitch.bsky.social !!
October 20, 2025 at 5:43 PM
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Recent autograph acquisitions 🥰 #AEW #wrestlesky
On top is a promotional photo of the wrestler Thunder Rosa, signed by her. On the bottom is a Live Photo of Kris Statlander, signed by her, with Wheeler Yuta lurking like he’s foreshadowing The Horrors to Come™️ An art print of Hangman Adam Page by artist Rob Schamberger, signed by both artist and Page himself.
September 6, 2025 at 9:37 PM
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My tarot not only didn't pull punches, it punched ME like I owe it money. Damn. This is my meanest deck, but this is another level LOL
The Devil tarot card, The Star tarot card reversed, and The Tower tarot card.
August 26, 2025 at 1:15 AM
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Husband’s latest tattoo!
A velociraptor being beamed up by a flying saucer.
August 23, 2025 at 9:05 PM
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I've since watched 4 more horror movies, but they won't fit in the screenshot. Determined to do the #100HorrorMoviesIn92Days challenge even if it IS a looser version of it. Having fun with it so far! I WILL watch a few more newer movies...at some point!
August 13, 2025 at 1:38 PM
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Gimme gimme.

#BookSky
Send anti-recommendations. sick of seeing which books i should read. please send books that i should not read at any cost. lengthy explanations necessary and appreciated.
August 13, 2025 at 3:25 AM
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#NowWatching this mockumentary/found footage hybrid #horror that I'm enjoying pretty well so far! #filmsky
The poster for "Phoenix Forgotten", which is mostly back with an eerie glowing blue alien head shape casting a young woman in full body shadow.
August 10, 2025 at 7:14 PM
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#QueerPrompts
So going off of Sawdust Saints characters I have fleshed out so far:
Jamie and Damian have friends. They feel they don't need more friends. So they simply don't make an effort.
Braydon is very personable, much moreso than his dads, so he makes em pretty easily!
#WritingCommunity
August 3, 2025 at 3:00 AM
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The unusual interest of a character? Braydon gives his dd of stress by herping regardless of venomous status of the snakes involved. #WritingCommunity #amwriting #QueerPrompts
August 3, 2025 at 2:10 AM
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Combining #QueerPrompts days 1 and 2 because I'm late! I'm Res, a horror author who is working on several horror projects in the same universe. My main plotting rn is with Sawdust Saints, a story about a black ops team investigating a strange theme park in the Delta region of the South.
August 3, 2025 at 2:06 AM
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#AuthorAugust25 Day 2: Current WIP

My current major WIP that I'm working on is a largely standalone horror called Sawdust Saints! It's a supernatural horror about a recon team sent to investigate the disappearance of a group of livestreamers outside of a notorious theme park in a small town.
August 3, 2025 at 1:56 AM
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I read widely!! I read 116 books so far in 2025 and while many were horror, many were other genres as well.

#pretendpanel #WritingCommunity
August 2, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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Thanks to Mariah Ankenman @mariahankenman.bsky.social
for hosting!!

#AuthorAugust25 Day 1: Introduce yourself & what you write:

I mainly have short stories published currently, but am working on a rather ambitious project with stand alone horror books set in the same universe. #Writing
A visual which reads: Author Intro: Res Bratton I’m Res, a 36-year-old forensic analyst and publication writer, and moonlighter as a writer, artist, and creator in the horror scene. I write mainly Lovecraftian and southern gothic horror, but also horror romance. I mainly have short stories published currently, but i am working on a rather ambitious project with stand alone books set in the same universe, wherein the horror is somehow even more ingrained in daily life. The Author August Bingo Board 2025 edition
August 2, 2025 at 3:00 AM
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One from today and an older one I've shared on here before, done a few months apart, of Swerve Strickland. Dramatic lighting is hard 😔 #art #AEW #wrestlesky
July 30, 2025 at 10:21 PM
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A Will Ospreay drawn for the birthday of one of my best friends. Happy bday, Jules ^^ #art #AEW #wrestlesky
July 29, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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The heart, soul, and main character of #AEW for #wrestlesky #art
July 27, 2025 at 1:34 AM
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Not done with even the lines, but slowly going insane about it.
#aew #art #wrestlesky
July 24, 2025 at 10:39 PM
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Doodle of Big Bad Brody King that I did the other night.
#aew #art #wrestlesky
a green linework bust portrait drawing of pro-wrestler Brody King, a white man with wavy long hair partially concealing his face, a thick beard and mustache, a scar over his brow.
June 28, 2025 at 1:30 AM
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Throwback to that time in Hawaii I lost all regard for my safety at the zoo and threaded my camera lens through the fencing at the tiger enclosure for the perfect shot.

#photography #cats #hawaii #vss365
A vivid orange Bengal tiger staring down the lens of the camera.
June 12, 2025 at 6:20 PM
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Some prancing peacock photos for bsky today.
Photos by me.
#photography 📷 🟡
June 11, 2025 at 2:59 PM
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#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

A look into the past of Quentin and Efrayim, before they admitted their feelings for each other, before Quentin realized they are nonbinary, and in which Quentin is in danger of becoming a US government experiment.
Quentin speaks first, voice low and strained. “They used the phrase _‘containment and deconstruction.’_ As if I’m a mechanism. A _thing_ that can be disassembled.” Efrayim exhales through his nose. He crosses the room slowly, dragging another chair around so he can sit facing Quentin, knees almost touching. He doesn’t interrupt, just waits. “I was a man,” Quentin goes on. “I _am_ one. I breathe. I bleed. I remember the smell of my mother’s perfume and the way Pagan laughed unconsciously when she fell asleep reading. I have dreams. Nightmares. I’m not some… _experiment._” Efrayim’s voice is quiet, but firm. “You’re not.” Quentin finally looks at him, and his eyes are red-rimmed. “But they’re still going to try.”
June 10, 2025 at 12:57 PM