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ㅤ @fequalsgm1m2.bsky.social · 5d
Cosas que debo proponerme ahorA en mejorar:

Mejorar redacción
Mejorar el diseño de personajes o world buildings.
Hacer más animatic/Storyboards
Mejorar animaciones 2D y 3D.
Mejorar anatomía y colores.
Aprender más (?) y mejorar el inglés

Veamos si se logra xq este año solo fue estrés y llanto
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La comunidad selfshipper cada vez es decadencia TOTAL
December 30, 2025 at 6:43 AM
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Debo dibujar pero no tengo ganas de nadaaaa
December 29, 2025 at 9:58 PM
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Así me sentí luego de jugar fear and hunger al identity v pa irme luego al deltarune
December 29, 2025 at 8:03 AM
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Me salió dos veces seguidas bots
December 29, 2025 at 1:57 AM
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December 29, 2025 at 12:09 AM
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Sale volver mouthwashing pa mi Daisuke 🥺👉👈
December 28, 2025 at 8:54 PM
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Los amo mucho estos dos grrr
Los voy a dibujar siendo parejita feliz
December 28, 2025 at 5:47 PM
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HIII I'm small artist and animation student 🥲👉👈 I don't post my art here But you can find me as mass2energy on my other social media accounts.
December 28, 2025 at 5:44 PM
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hi, i’m mike. disabled adult writer who enjoys murder mystery, angst, and especially old man yaoi. i write for #identityv fandom primarily!
Joseph adjusts the lens of his camera, focusing on the scene before him despite the coppery tang of blood hanging in the air. From his vantage point, the composition is almost flawless; stark white of the victim’s Brooks Brothers suit against deep crimson pooling beneath him, the tragic sprawl of his limbs, dark hair frizzled. His once meticulously ironed suit is now wrinkled, and along his bare arms are defense wounds, indicating that there had been a struggle before the victim’s ultimate demise. What a shame, Joseph thinks as his camera lens zooms out, capturing the body in its small screen. The killer, in a frenzy, was so brutish—the wound in the victim’s chest lacks any form of artistry, zero patience. A mockery of true art. A cold, personal contempt rises in Joseph’s chest, an anger of a pursuit watching a vandalism display itself in place of an original work of art. The killer knows no passion, has no knowledge behind the tools that a master uses to perfect his piece, to breathe life into his muse. The victim, with his purplish-red livor mortis skin and bloodied luxury suit, was nothing more than a tragic attempt at beautifying something horrific. Beauty and gore do go together like a painter and easel, but not like this. It’s… shocking, really. “Good.” Joker’s focus shifts to Mike, who’s since nodded off, head lulling to the side. Joker reaches for Mike’s hand, holding it gently. “Good. I… I don’t want a repeat of last night. But I don’t want Luca to pity me—” “It’s not pity.” Norton’s rough voice comes from behind. He walks into the living room, seating himself on the armrest of Orpheus’s chair, just like he did last night. “Luca told me about the party as well. Well, ‘party’, when it’s just us getting together to watch a movie or two until we hit the sack.” Joker finds his smile again. “I suppose so. It'll be quieter, I think.” He squeezes Mike’s hand, and Mike stirs in his sleep. “I’m… happy.” He turns to meet Norton and Orpheus’s gazes. “Really happy that you’re all my friends.” Something akin to a smile forms on Norton’s lips. “Yeah,” he says with a nod. “I’m glad you’re here with us, Jokester.” “As am I,” Orpheus agrees. “I will confess, I still need to work on some of my own personal behaviors. But Joker, just remember: Your story matters.” He glances down to Joker’s scars, and there’s no judgment in his eyes. “You have your own narrative to tell.” “Thank you, Orpheus.” Joker grins shyly. Mike stirs again, this time his eyes flutter awake. “Good morning, USA,” he murmurs groggily, rubbing his eye with one hand. "You didn't hurt anyone," Joseph says quietly, surprised by the gentleness in his own voice. Andrew's face crumples with relief, but the anxiety doesn't leave. "I saw... there was fire, and the moon was crying, and I couldn't—" His breath hitches. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Frederick's expression shifts, the fear bleeding into something softer. He takes a tentative step forward, though his eyes still flick nervously toward Alva. "You're not wrong," he says gently, addressing Andrew. "Only... unmoored. Your elven blood calls to the Lune, but you've never answered. The magic has nowhere to root." "The Lune?" Andrew's voice is barely a whisper. "A crescent lake," Frederick explains, still keeping his distance from Alva, directing his words to Andrew and Joseph. "The heart of our people's magic. The source of the Lady's first song." He pauses, and something complicated crosses his face. "Only those of pure snow elf blood can perceive it. To others, it's... nothing. Empty air. But for you—" He looks at Andrew with deep sorrow. "Your human blood will cloud your vision. You'll see only what your fears show you." "Fire," the half-elf whispers. "I'll see fire." Frederick sits. Not because he wants to, but because his legs have apparently decided to stop cooperating. The barstool is cold beneath him, the counter slightly damp where Orpheus must have wiped it down recently. Orpheus sets a mug in front of him. Their eyes meet, and Frederick sees something he wasn't expecting: not anger, not frustration, but fear. Genuine fear, barely concealed beneath Orpheus's usual composure. "You scared me," Orpheus says quietly. "These past few days. The way you've been pulling away. I thought—" He stops, shakes his head. "It doesn't matter what I thought. What matters is you're here now, and you're going to explain." "Orpheus, I don't—" "Mike called me." The words cut through Frederick's deflection like a knife. "Yesterday, after COSI. He said you asked him about dreams. About soulmates. About what it felt like when he first realized Luca was—" Orpheus's voice catches. "Frederick. Are you dreaming?" It’s such a painfully casual question. Simple. Direct. Impossible to avoid. Frederick's hands tighten around the mug. The coffee sloshes slightly, threatening to spill. "Yes," he whispers. "I'm dreaming." "How long?" The sharpness has left Orpheus's voice, replaced by something softer. Somehow, that's worse. "How long have you been dreaming, Frederick? Without telling me?"
December 25, 2025 at 9:22 PM
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Manifiesto chamba
December 28, 2025 at 5:26 AM
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Compré juegos en steam toca buscar nuevos contenidos
December 28, 2025 at 5:26 AM
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por momento pensé q sonó alerta sísmica y era de incendio
December 27, 2025 at 7:01 PM
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En TT me está tirando anuncios de chamba
December 27, 2025 at 5:51 PM
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Fotitos de hoy
December 27, 2025 at 3:33 AM
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Ocasiones funger me pone como un nene chikito q no sabe lo q hace
December 26, 2025 at 3:45 PM
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Se me ocurrió una idea de AU (?) de puro escuchar FNAF KWNFKWNKDND
December 26, 2025 at 2:47 PM
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KAJSKASJ YO WEBIANDO A DACO Q DIBUJE A JAX CON UN WEON Y ME TIRO LO SMILEY FRIENDS Y NUNCA SE ME OCURRIO LOS MAIDS WEON
December 26, 2025 at 9:43 AM
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December 26, 2025 at 2:17 AM
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OmG que geniales se ven
December 26, 2025 at 2:01 AM
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Alguna razón la pc me desconecta el internet xdddd
December 25, 2025 at 11:24 PM
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Me regalaron una billetera y se nota que fue mi hermano xq re cansado de "oye guardame esto y esto otro porfa" KWMCKDKDKJ
December 25, 2025 at 5:45 AM
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Me compran
December 25, 2025 at 5:40 AM
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Me regalaron una libreta echa con IA top 10 momento más triste de la humanidad JWNFKDNEK
December 25, 2025 at 5:07 AM
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Apesar q cagara artistas siento que esto afectará q gente que publique fotos de si mismos o de otras cosas ☠️ esa red social NO es segura y menos con esa wea activa
rj-palmer.com RJ Palmer @rj-palmer.com · 5d
Man its like just so invasive and gross feeling to see "Edit Image" appear over other people's images. Musk decided to give us the only kind of gift he can for christmas, sickening disappointment. Best of luck out there folks.
tobey(peter parker) from spidersman looking at the edit image button but then puts on glasses to see the text actually says fuck artists. Though technically it should be the other way around because spidersman can see better without glasses now if youve seen the movie you'd know that. Also sam raimi ripped off his spidersman movie idea from james cameron, justice for big jim
December 25, 2025 at 3:36 AM
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rj-palmer.com
Man its like just so invasive and gross feeling to see "Edit Image" appear over other people's images. Musk decided to give us the only kind of gift he can for christmas, sickening disappointment. Best of luck out there folks.
tobey(peter parker) from spidersman looking at the edit image button but then puts on glasses to see the text actually says fuck artists. Though technically it should be the other way around because spidersman can see better without glasses now if youve seen the movie you'd know that. Also sam raimi ripped off his spidersman movie idea from james cameron, justice for big jim
December 24, 2025 at 8:45 PM