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ofsilentthings - in my madman era
@ofsilentthings.bsky.social
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Working on original fiction. FromSoftware & BG3 fan. NSFW friendly. Profile pic by @jkotik.bsky.social

https://ofsilentthings.carrd.co/
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A fit befitting a Hero.
(I love this hat).
November 27, 2025 at 7:29 PM
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My husband has platinumed Elden Ring twice on two different systems and he's playing a third time.
Me, watching him:
a boy crying out in horror: stop, stop! it's already platinumed!
November 27, 2025 at 2:55 AM
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the two types of cats.
brown tabby cat hanging half way up a curtain, questioning her life choices black and white tuxedo cat channels her inner parrot
November 24, 2025 at 1:18 AM
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(His name is Hero)
November 19, 2025 at 1:02 AM
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November 18, 2025 at 9:30 PM
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From YOUR NAME IS JANE:

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
She knew each inch of this place by heart. The strip lights running parallel, shaping their little home in the darkness of the ground. The pages of a hundred books, touched by both their hands, either read separately or in tandem. The thinning padding of the couch. Even the rug providing little warmth against the stone floor. Jane looked upon her — no, their — domain with a smile. It had been hard to adjust to living here, but they had some good times, and, dare she think, happy memories. Those memories could not stop the war that kept them in seclusion, nor could it repair the holes in her memory, but they could at least provide some consolation that not everything was bad. Her life, as it was defined and explained, was done so by Nicolas, and Jane could not wish for anyone better.
November 17, 2025 at 12:10 AM
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this meme I found is 10000% relevant to my story
November 16, 2025 at 4:37 AM
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Started a new Elden Ring character. His name is Hero, based off Frog from Chrono Trigger.

He's uh, well.
November 15, 2025 at 11:21 PM
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From my current draft of my novel(la)? YOUR NAME IS JANE:

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Jane watched her husband in quiet reverence, studying him as an artist would study a famous painting. After the accident, she quickly discovered she needed to be able to construct his visage when she closed her eyes, or feel him next to her in bed when he had stepped out for one of his excursions. She needed him to frame her existence, to give her back her memories, to rebuild her sense of self. To understand Nicolas was to solidify the shaking unsure parts of herself built on him, around him, from him, because of him.
November 13, 2025 at 9:06 PM
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LOVE IN THE TIME OF CHOLERA Gabriel García Márquez
November 12, 2025 at 4:00 AM
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Elden Ring shitpost, hot off the presses

(Lion's Claw art of war MVP)
November 11, 2025 at 1:31 PM
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When your cat is plotting a crime:
November 9, 2025 at 11:03 PM
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what the hell Ophelia
a brown tabby cat that is hanging half way up blue curtains
November 7, 2025 at 7:16 PM
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They're judging you.
November 3, 2025 at 10:20 PM
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Pathfinder Night!
Just want to point out my vampire cleric's NEW PORTRAIT, improved upon by its original artist @exaltxix.bsky.social
he's beautiful and perfect and God I just want him to bite me. You go live your best undead life, Edmond.
October 30, 2025 at 11:16 PM
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(repost with correct info)

On November 24th, a free Bloodborne fanzine celebrating 10 years will come out! Here's a snippet of my submission (about ya boi, Micolash).

Get it for free! @huntersmarkzine.bsky.social
WRITER SPOTLIGHT from THE FINAL DAYS OF YAHAR'GUL: Micolash inhales the final days of Yahar’gul in the form of a strong sea wind stolen from memories of his childhood coastal village. A death smell, salty brine bringing finality. Of course he is working when it comes; he has not stopped working, not since that prophetic visit years ago that showed him his destiny. Still, he is taken by surprise. He regards his fingers. Sickly, frail, arthritic, pressed against the lining of stomachs turned inside out, the smooth underside of lips, the inside of the brain. A vessel held together with sutures he and countless other scholars have placed. A bespoke suit fit for a Great One. Between the scents of decaying flesh and formaldehyde and starched collars of the choir in the church he has built on the bones of innocents, he inhales the briny deep. Yahar’gul is nowhere near the ocean, but here is his reminder that everything returns to the sea. The breeze blows again, making him shaky on his platform. The revelation clenches his heart with fear as he leans onto the vessel, holding tightly for support. He looks down. He is balanced on a piece of wood between two tall ladders. Over a pool of primordial blood, iridescent like oil, but in purples and blacks and grays. The sea wind blows yet again. When he finally understands what the whispers asks him, (not through words, per se, but rather like the sea foam fractalization of the cosmos) he is afraid. Not of the coming of the end of his toils, but rather, if he is ready to meet it. (Hunter's Mark: A Bloodborne Anniversary Zine)
October 27, 2025 at 12:04 PM
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Finished a D&D campaign today with my offline buddies! We killed God and then became gods ourselves. Fun time with friends. Onto the next game!

Our DM really likes painting minis so he got into the last battle map:
October 26, 2025 at 11:22 PM
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In less than a month @huntersmarkzine.bsky.social will release a zine to celebrate ten years of the best game ever, Bloodborne. If you'd like to grab a copy and donate some money to a good cause give it a look.

Here's a snippet of my contribution: THE FINAL DAYS OF YAHAR'GUL.
Writer Spotlight THE FINAL DAYS OF YAHAR'GUL Micolash inhales the final days of Yahar’gul in the form of a strong sea wind stolen from memories of his childhood coastal village. A death smell, salty brine bringing finality. Of course he is working when it comes; he has not stopped working, not since that prophetic visit years ago that showed him his destiny. Still, he is taken by surprise. He regards his fingers. Sickly, frail, arthritic, pressed against the lining of stomachs turned inside out, the smooth underside of lips, the inside of the brain. A vessel held together with sutures he and countless other scholars have placed. A bespoke suit fit for a Great One. Between the scents of decaying flesh and formaldehyde and starched collars of the choir in the church he has built on the bones of innocents, he inhales the briny deep. Yahar’gul is nowhere near the ocean, but here is his reminder that everything returns to the sea. The breeze blows again, making him shaky on his platform. The revelation clenches his heart with fear as he leans onto the vessel, holding tightly for support. He looks down. He is balanced on a piece of wood between two tall ladders. Over a pool of primordial blood, iridescent like oil, but in purples and blacks and grays. The sea wind blows yet again. When he finally understands what the whispers asks him, (not through words, per se, but rather like the sea foam fractalization of the cosmos) he is afraid. Not of the coming of the end of his toils, but rather, if he is ready to meet it. Hunter's Mark: A Bloodborne Anniversary Zine
October 23, 2025 at 7:14 PM
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My Rosalina dragon cat sitting on top of my AD&D stuff.
October 13, 2025 at 1:27 PM
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We won! It was really stressful but with some lucky misses and judicious use of Take Cover but we made it!

The best part is our GM is randomizing loot. We found....a mobile inn..Considering this game is about exploration the RV (as it is now called) will be extra helpful.

This game, man.
text for Mobile Inn: Mobile Inn Vehicle 8 Rare Huge Source Guns & Gears pg. 96 2.0 Price 1,500 gp A mobile inn is the next step up from an armored carriage, bringing the limited comforts of a simple (and cramped) inn stay to make long distance journeys more bearable for wealthy travelers. Essentially a tiny inn on wheels, powered by alchemical catalysts and a steam engine, the vehicle is equipped with a stove, storage cupboard, washbasin, table, two benches, and a compact sleeping loft large enough to accommodate four. It can be modified to accommodate a single passenger in significantly more comfort or to easily hold 5 passengers by stripping the accommodations. Space 20 feet long, 20 feet wide, 13 feet high Crew 1 pilot; Passengers 3 (can hold up to 5 by stripping accommodations) Piloting Check Driving Lore (DC 24) or Crafting (DC 26) AC 22; Fort +18 Hardness 10, HP 100 (BT 50); Immunities object immunities Speed 30 feet (alchemical) Collision 5d10 (DC 24)
October 10, 2025 at 3:52 AM
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Stolen from tumblr but really needing the message
October 4, 2025 at 2:17 PM
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Here is my Rosalina also being a Flat Duck.
October 4, 2025 at 1:28 AM
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Finally Spooky Season is upon us. Here's a little preview of my Auntie Ethel fic I wrote for @bg3hallozine.bsky.social - coming out this Halloween!
picture of a swamp with the text: LOSS If she had a child, she would be able to draw strength from it. Mold it into the perfect hag. Then, feverish, Ethel imagined two, and maybe even three children under her tutelage. Three hags. A coven. A perfect coven to brew the nightmares of the inferior mortals that plagued the land till the end of time. Like a tapeworm in swamp waters, motherhood festered within Ethel, making her feverish with hope. written for BG3 Hallo-Zine bg3hallowzine.carrd.co
October 1, 2025 at 10:35 AM
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Oh no, another madman villain has entered my brain, set up a laboratory, and commit atrocities in the name of scientific progress.

(Lord Hervey, Frankenstein Chronicles, played by Ed Stoppard)
September 29, 2025 at 12:59 PM
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Them.
two kittens sleeping upon a tan comforter and a red soft blanket. Rosalina is the black and white cat with a white spot on her nose. Ophelia is a brown/white tabby.
September 27, 2025 at 4:04 PM