iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

Kayleeinthepark @kayleeinthepark.bsky.social · 13h

Hoping my immune system is strong enough to fend off the current sweep of the flu but oh boy are the defenses weakening…

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Carrot @gintoeki.bsky.social · 17h

Full artwork I drew for the Miku stamp rally I did this weekend! 🤍💚🧡

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alex siple 🏳️‍🌈 @alexsiple.bsky.social · 13h

my outside cover spread for our 10th anniversary yuri on ice zine... go get it now @permafrostyoizine.bsky.social <3

The front cover, which depicts Yuuri Katsuuki, Yuri Plisetsky, and Viktor Nikiforov from Yuri on Ice. The text reads: Celebrating 10 Years. Permafrost, a Yuri on Ice Zine.

The back cover, which depicts Christophe, JJ, Otabek, and Phichit from Yuri on Ice. The text reads: See you next level!

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feeb | yuritober!! @magicmooshka.bsky.social · 13h

you can read all of Painted Strawberries here! bsky.app/profile/magi...

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feeb | yuritober!! @magicmooshka.bsky.social · 13h

for yuritober day 6: rose-tinted glasses (ft. jiwon and sabrina from Painted Strawberries) composition is loosely based on *that* scene from Revolutionary Girl Utena #oc #PaintedStrawberries #yuritober #yuritober2026

digital drawing of a close up of Jiwon from “Painted Strawberries” wearing rose-tinted heart-shaped glasses. She blushes with her mouth slightly open. Reflected in the lens is Sabrina, wearing a tank top and a bandana in her hair, smiling charmingly. The drawing is colored in shades of rosy pink.

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NaOH_aq🧪 @naoh-aqueous.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

LULLABY⭐🪐🎵 #OC

A drawing of Wensley(he/it) and Ed(she/he) in nighttime. Wensley has already fell asleep while Ed is gently placing her hand on his head. The blanket Wensley has is shown to have a granny pattern.

The drawing has a lullaby theme, with several starry hangable decorating the top of the drawing. Some multicolored planet can be seen in the background. Several musical notes are wiggling throughout the drawing.

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Jenn / CaptainHanyuu 💖✨ @captainhanyuu.art · 05/10/2026

before we get too comfortable here: Trans rights or else!

a photo of my sticker with my original character CMYK-chan and two graffiti spraycans. below her a text says # Trans rights

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michelle! 🐟 wedding!!!! @eelbeats.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

hi i made a lil donation box for my upcoming wedding to @court--court.bsky.social and the following days to come...!!! ♥🧡💛 if u wanted to send a little something (NO PRESSURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!) feel free! www.paypal.com/pools/c/9sIS...

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Kayleeinthepark @kayleeinthepark.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

I meant to edit my last post cuz of a typo so i deleted it but i forgot i didnt save the image ah fuck 😭😭😭

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Speedoshi @speedoshi.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

I’m so excited to announce my contribution to @hoyofair’s “The Torchforger’s Oath” Season 2 EP 3.

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Kayleeinthepark @kayleeinthepark.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

I stg if fuuko doesnt get an nendoroid by the time season 2 airs.....

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josh :) @monstroguy.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

trimask monster! 🎭 #rkgk #sketch #art

big long armed monster with owl like patterning and wearing a broken drama mask that's three faces combined

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fews 🌸 || CF23 prep + vgen waitlist! @chiwamii.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

#linktober2026 day 4 - dragons i had a hard time with this one even with reference, but i learned a lot ＼(^o^)／

linktober day 4 - game screenshot redraw of naydra (dragon from zelda breath of the wild), during the scene where it was perched (?) on top of mount lanayru above the goddess statue, after it was cured from malice.

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a jihae w @ajihaew.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

garry's

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Aimee Steinberger @aimeekitty.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

Wip painting up the Rocky I 3d printed. ❤️

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Laura Estrella! 💛 @starghettis.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

I get becoming burnt out over time, but if your only way of connecting with your peers is constant complaining and “we’re all miserable” you’re only gonna burn out harder! It's rough right now, and talking about it helps, but hyping each other up over how much we love what we do is as important.

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Laura Estrella! 💛 @starghettis.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Sometimes it feels like the only way to connect with others in this industry is to become a bitter cynic who hates their job. That whole pessimistic millennial attitude makes me appreciate the veterans who’ve managed to stay genuinely passionate and optimistic about what they do all the more.

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Kayleeinthepark @kayleeinthepark.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

IN HOUSE?!??!?? IN HOUSE?!?!??!?? IN HOUSE ANIMATION IN 2026?!?!?? OH MY GOD WHAT?!?!??!? THIS IS BEAUTIFUL?!?!?!

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Landeg @landeg.world · 29/09/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Four Pages 13/33

Heliotrope and Sorrel stand on the threshold of her old house looking into a small but quaint hallway. An ornate light fixture hangs from the ceiling, coats and shoes line the nearest wall, mail is collecting on the floor by the mail slot, and a wilted flower drops its petals from a vase on a chest of drawers. It's dark out, but even darker inside, so the two vampires cast a long shadow, backlit save for their piercing red eyes. They pause there a moment, their faces in shadows. Sorrel, gravely: "May I come in?" Heliotrope, emotionless: "Yeah." As Sorrel speaks, different panels show rooms that can be seen through archways in the hall. "It's best not to turn the lights on. Your neighbours might get suspicious. You shouldn't have much trouble seeing." More dead house plants in a small carpeted living room. A coffee table by an old fireplace has a half-finished jigsaw puzzle with three distinct piles of pieces and more games underneath. A dining room has a hutch, bookshelf, and still cuckoo clock. On the table is a school backpack, its contents spilling out, a water bottle stood next to it. Sorrel: "Was there a room you wanted to start with?" A sofa shaped for one of the house's small bay windows, its blinds not drawn, open books scattered on its cushions. "Or we could just put a bag in each one and see what strikes you."

Sorrel puts a hand on Heliotrope's shoulder. "Poppet?" Heliotrope jumps and turns to him; she says nothing, but the curve of her brow and her wide eyes communicate that she may feel overwhelmed by the reality of her situation. Sorrel pauses before he continues, his face passive, non-judgemental. "We have all night. Or we could come back another time, if you'd like." Heliotrope turns to face forward again and frowns. "My bedroom was upstairs," she says, taking the suitcases up an L-shaped staircase at the end of the short hall. "Lead the way," Sorrel says, adjusting his own bags. Heliotrope is not reflected in the hall mirror.

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Landeg @landeg.world · 22/09/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Four Pages 11/33

Sorrel and Heliotrope leap effortlessly across the rooftops, lit by moonlight and street lamps, Heliotrope following Sorrel's path over chimneys and fixtures. Heliotrope: "This is so fun! It's like having trampolines for feet!" Sorrel: "Aye, but keep your voice down. You've stuck enough rings on me I'm jingling like a reindeer as it is. And mind to land only where I'm landing. You don't wanna fall through someone's ceiling, 'specially when you've not been invited." H: "We have to be invited in? That's real?" S: "Truly. That's why it's a lot safer to cut around as a bat or owl or something. Now that you've got the hang of glamouring, you should learn proper shape-shifting next." H: "Please! Lake said you can turn into a bunch of stuff." S: "He's right, I'm brilliant." H, excited: "Oh! Oh! You should teach me how to turn into mist like you! That must be really handy!" Next panel focuses on the back of Sorrel's head, hair billowing as he jumps. "That's not something you want, pet. Let's worry about bats for now." Heliotrope stares at him a moment then looks away. "Okay." (Perking up) "Um, I've been wondering this for a while,but- what are your pronouns?" She points at him and he turns, startled. S: "My what?" H: "Like, he/they? She/her? Ze/zir, faeself, bun/bunself-" S: "I know what they are… he… he? He/he? I'm just a man, love. Nothing fancy." H: "That's what I thought but I didn't want to assume! You had skirts and dresses in your wardrobe."

Sorrel: "Well fashion's about the only thing worth sticking around for, and men's clothes get fucken old real quick. Still- can't fault you for asking. But for the record, it wasn't my choice to die looking like an emaciated fop." Heliotrope, deep in thought: "Is that a slur?" S: "I used to have to glamour as a woman all the time, actually- that's how I know it's not for me, hah." H, smiling: "You did? Cool! Why?" S, looking forward, expression pensive: "Because either I went out with my husband as some woman, or I went out as myself, with my good pal Roderick. Wears on you." H: "Wait - you were married? Aww!" S: "Well, not legally. Roderick passed away just before the 90s hit. Which is a real shame, 'cause he would've loved Imogen Heap." Heliotrope looks saddened. "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot how old you really are…" (Panicking) "Um-! I didn't mean that in a bad way-" Sorrel, smiling: "Don't be daft! I am old! And proud of it. Sometimes, I'll even glamour m'self to look more like my real age." As he speaks he passes his hand over his face to reveal an older, wrinklier appearance with pure white hair. H (smirking): "Aren't you still like, fifty years off…?" Sorrel drops the glamour and his smile. "Wow. First of all, (hand on his chest) Gagged me. Second-" He grabs Heliotrope around the shoulders and steers her aside.

Heliotrope and Sorrel overlook a modest two-storey family home built into an incline. Sorrel: "That's the one, yeah?" Heliotrope grins and jumps down. "Yeah! Doesn't look like Mr. Biggle has thrown anything out yet… C'mon!" Sorrel smiles at her. "Keep your voice down, pet." They approach the darkened front door under a small porch. Sorrel starts to take off the bags he's wearing, saying "I'll mist under the door and open it from the inside." Heliotrope: "No need! Three, four, five from the left…" She holds a potted plant that seems to have died in the cold. In the draining dish underneath there is revealed a spare key. "Still there! My dad forgets his keys all the time." She goes to use the key in the front doorknob, but pauses. "Forgot," she corrects herself. The panel does not show her eyes but does show Sorrel glancing at her.

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Landeg @landeg.world · 15/09/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Four Pages 8/33

Full-page shot of an open double front door, looking out from inside. A covered Victorian porch leads down to a brick path surrounded by rose bushes, then a tall brick fence - its sliding gate retracted - and the street. Beyond the light spilling from the foyer, everything is dark and still. Speech bubbles fill the page with no visible speakers. "Ready?" "Yep! Except I changed my mind about your boa. It's too much." "Oh, aye? If you think so. I still need all these necklaces, though?" "Yeah." "And both belts?" "Yep. It ties the theme together." "Alright, you're the boss." Some space between bubbles. "You know, we don't have to go if you don't want to." (Quickly) "You said once I could hold a glamour for two minutes-!!" "I'm not going back on it! Calm down. I'm just saying."

Sorrel Ballantyne and Heliotrope Jones stand on the threshold of the vampires' house, looking out at the dark. Sorrel is leaning on the doorframe dressed in black - a dress shirt tucked into skinny jeans with Chelsea boots, layered necklaces, and stacked rings. He has a duffel bag on one shoulder and a large tote on the other. Heliotrope is standing next to him wearing culottes and a large poncho, with her hair tied in two bushy pigtails, holding a vintage suitcase in each hand. Sorrel: "This'll be your first step into the world as the new you. Don't rush it if you're not ready." Heliotrope, puffing up, determined: "I was dead ready! Let's go get my stuff!"

Panels of just their feet show Heliotrope jumping down the porch steps while Sorrel treads behind. Heliotrope: "Ooh! Are you gonna fly me there?" Sorrel: "Sorry, love. What I do is more like- floating. Couldn't carry more than could fit in my pocket." Heliotrope: "Aw, that's not nearly as cool." Sorrel: "I won't argue with you there." Their feet move on to a sidewalk in a suburban area. Their dialogue implies that they are in the middle of a conversation. Heliotrope: "… But honestly I don't think either of them were that nice to her. She should've married Alice, she was the coolest one. Oh! Are there any other vampires in Seattle?" Sorrel: "Oh, loads. Not all of 'em are nice but. I'll introduce you to some of the cool ones if y'want." H: "Yes please!" S: "Alright, but don't hold your breath, we tend to lose track of time. (Aside) Y'know I thought the dad was good looking-" The scene transitions to them walking past a narrow dark alley between two homes. S: "But how does Hemera get back to the fairy realm?" H: "Because of her mom's fairy blood! She learns she can open the portal whenever she wants." S: "Well she's a clever girl." The dialogue shifts back into focus. "Alright, I think this place will do, nice an' discreet. Anyone coming, Bonny?" H: "Nope!" S: "Brilliant. Right - you're stronger now, y'know that. But you're not gonna be crushing anyone's hand instead of shaking it, like. You just gotta learn to surpass limits that aren't there any more." His rising hand illustrates this change. "So what you do is bend your knees-" He and Heliotrope squat in the alleyway- "And think of the biggest jump y'ever did in your life, then times it by three. Alright?" H: "Alright!" S: "On three- one, two-"

The two vampires leap so high vertically that they clear all the rooftops in the surrounding suburb, though Heliotrope has easily jumped twice as high as Sorrel, a tiny stick figure against the night's sky. She boggles down at the rooftops below her, bursting into laughter. Sorrel calls up to her, bemused: "That was more than three times!" Heliotrope: "Wow! Wow!! Whee!" An empty panel shows only speech bubbles: "Wait- how do I land!?" Sorrel: "Bend your knees! Let's try again-" [THUMP]

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Landeg @landeg.world · 08/09/2026

Silver & Iron: Part Four Pages 4/33

"Silver & Iron: Part Four, by Landeg." A candle sits on a tray of surgical instruments casting a green light. Clemence Lovell, wearing a lab coat over his clothes, looms over the dead body of a woman lying on an autopsy slab. The woman is white, freckled, has curly hair and round cheeks; mostly covered by a sheet, but with a hint of autopsy scars. On her chest lies a charm bracelet that includes a butterfly charm. Clemence looks indifferent. In one hand he has a clipboard, with the other he holds a wand-like object out over the woman's body. Inter-cut panels show a simple voice memo recorder and a small cauldron bubbling over a Bunsen burner. The cauldron is loosing green fumes that fill the space. Clemence: "I seek the audience of Mrs. Claire Jones, wife of Frederick Jones, mother of Heliotrope Jones, tethered to this world by blood and gold. I offer the favours of our moon and our soil. I beg only answers. A truth for a truth, so split the tongue from my lips."

Clemence snaps the "wand" - a twig, grown around two gemstones at one end - and says, "if this pleases you, guide Mrs. Jones to my light. The favour is spent." The moment he snaps it is the moment the woman's body gasps and opens its eyes, but otherwise stays still. Clemence consults his clipboard, unfazed. "Are you able to speak?" Mrs. Jones, eyes wide and unseeing, in an unnatural text: "Yes. Where am I?" Clemence: "In a morgue in the basement of our house. Did you see what happened to your daughter on the night you died?" He discards the broken twig. Mrs. Jones: "A creature… dragged her away… is Fred hurt?" Clemence: "He's dead. Did you see what happened to her after that?" Mrs. Jones: "We followed… the creature… startled… threw her aside… and came for us… is Heliotrope dead?"

Clemence: "We don't know. Did you see her move at all before you died?" Mrs. Jones: "No. Where is my daughter?" Clemence: "We don't know. Did anything or anyone take her?" Mrs. Jones: "Where is my daughter?" Clemence: "We don't know. Mrs. Jones, did you see anyone- or anything- take her before you died?" Mrs. Jones, starting to interrupt him: "Where is my daughter?" Clemence: "Mrs. Jo-" "Where is my daughter?" She repeats "where is my daughter" over and over as Clemence sighs, tossing the clipboard aside. Clemence: "Can't they at least throw in a fucking adjudicator?" He leans over the candle. "Thank you for the audience. Our party withdraws." As he blows the candle out Mrs. Jones falls silent. In the darkness it becomes apparent she is but a corpse. Maddoc Lovell unceremoniously flicks on the harsh overhead lights, illuminating himself, as he eats an apple, and Clemence, who looks annoyed. They are in a sterile laboratory environment. Taped to the wall is a child's drawing of a figure who resembles Clemence, smiling and holding a bloody saw, next to a child figure in a black dress and trench coat holding a scalpel and fairy wand. Maddoc, blithely: "That shit gives me the willies every time." Clemence: "I told you not to stay. Just like I told you this wouldn't achieve anything. You think favours are cheap or something?" Maddoc: "Ehh, you haven't burned one in a while. I'm seeing Don soon anyway, chill." Clemence: "It's not your moonlight that's being wasted!" Maddoc: "Not like you're doin' anything else with it!" (Aside) "Stingy."

Both men pass through a sliding door. Maddoc keeps eating his apple. Clemence: "Face it, the only ones who know what happened that night are our dead werewolf, a little girl who's probably rotting in some storm catchment in Tacoma, and Ashley." Maddoc swallows his bite and fiddles his tongue piercing between his teeth. "It just doesn't make any sense." Clemence, annoyed, pulling out his computer chair to sit down: "It makes perfect sense, you'd just rather pester the dead than ask Ashley a question you don't want answered. (And don't play with your nasty piercing in my lab.) He's hiding something. Mystery solved." Maddoc thinks, then gets an idea. "No, we're looking at it all wrong." Clemence shoots him an unimpressed look as Maddoc continues: "This whole time we've been assuming she's gotta be dead, because of the infection, but what if she never got bit?" Clemence pauses at that. Maddoc: "It's getting cold out. Stray goes in for a nibble - gets nothing but puffer jacket. Tosses her aside, but a kid her age can bounce back from that easy." Clemence leans back, annoyed, as Maddoc leers forward. "And now you're a scared, hurt little girl in downtown Seattle, who just watched a monster eat her parents like TV dinners. Can't go to a hospital 'cause they'll think you're crazy, couldn't go home 'cause the cops were there… but not any more." Maddoc slams the button for the door out. "You're driving, Full-eyes!" Clemence stands with a world-weary sigh.

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Landeg @landeg.world · 08/09/2026

SILVER & IRON: Part Four 🩸 New pages will be added to this thread on Wednesdays: Read the first update below! 👇

Cover art for Silver & Iron: Part Four, featuring the character Sorrel Ballantyne, a young- and androgynous-looking slender white man with narrow features, long dark hair, and a few beauty spots. He is leaning forward forcing an exaggerated perspective, his feet dangling weightlessly, reaching towards the viewer with a grin that shows long fangs. He wears skinny jeans, Chelsea boots, layered neck chains, and a shirt unbuttoned all the way to his belts. Parts of his leg and his head through his dark hair are dissolved into wisps. Sorrel's figure is cut out in white - except for his irises, which are red - against a purple backdrop, with the title and volume number stamped behind and over him; he could be interpreted as hanging off the title by one hand, as if it were a tangible object. Cover is signed "Landeg" (stylised "L N D G").

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sunny 💥 @saesuns.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Seared Vows ✴️ #fullmetalalchemist #royai

Illustration of Riza Hawkeye and Roy Mustang from Fullmetal Alchemist. Riza and Roy reach for each other, Riza from the bottom and Roy from the top. Behind them is a close-up of Riza's back with her scarred over tattoo.

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NaOH_aq🧪 @naoh-aqueous.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Drawing her in different hairstyles... #OC

Ed(she/he) in different hairstyles. From top to bottom, Left to right:
1. casual
2. ponytail
3. twintails
4. short hair
5. braided
6.swapping with Wensley

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zeiame ☄️ [cms open] @zeiame.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

or, short from villainfailure #oc

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Carrot @gintoeki.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

HAPPY UWUCON DAY 1!! I have an EXTREMELY limited amount of mob keychains so if you’d like to purchase one you can find my table A48 in the vendor hall!

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xed @halveablock.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

been rotating them in my head #sirinaka #umamusume

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せりざわ @srzwsrzn.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

いろは(フレンディ)誕の時に描いた絵

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Kiana Mai @kianamai.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

euuughhhh

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Ant-one @ant1draws.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Drawing out feelings is so cathartic… I’ll def have to do a couple more takes on this concept

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Gab Madrid 🔥 @gabmadrid.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

🐟 Fishing for more fun Filipino Folklore fellows? What if they had modern daily lives just like us? Meet the #MundaneMonsters! Take a screenshot and let me know what you got! 🏷️ #filipinoculture #forgottenisland #filipinorelatable

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Hilary Purnamasari @hilary-ps.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Sketchbook pages

A sketch of a building somewhere in Paris

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Jenn / CaptainHanyuu 💖✨ @captainhanyuu.art · 04/10/2026

another shikishi done (and already wrapped) 🪽✨ available at #Polaris! #art #acrylic

a vertical shikishi original made wirh Acrylic pens, showing Panty Anarchy from PaSwG. She is laying on the ground with her legs up, looking at the viewer. The text reads "sex work is real work"

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みずまんじゅう @35kawaiiprpr.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

あったかいね名探偵☺️

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cj 🔜 LBX 716 @ceeejus.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

miss magpie

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FiNe @fine9725.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Sketch🇮🇹✍️

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Aromie Kim ~Commissions open~ @aromiekim.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Spoopy art done for Kate / calicocatalyst of her OC Moth Thanks so much for the comm request 💀❤️ #art #vgen #commission #spoopy #horror

A black and white illustration of a disheveled young girl dressed in tattered rags. She has long scraggly white hair, pointed ears and dark skin and is covered in injuries. In one hand she cradles a decaying skull.

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🩷Prismcandies🩷 @maddiebova.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

The coolest time ⭐💣 #Starbomb

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Kayleeinthepark @kayleeinthepark.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Am I capable? Cooking: Heck yeah! Love cooking! Whistle: no… Draw: YEAH! Paint: I can, its been a while though Swim: …idk if i still can? English: Yup 👍 Sing: I like doing it. Drive: I failed my license exam. 🫠 Gifting: Ye Write: For fun! Guitar: I forgot… Speaking: I am capable of doing this.

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Kayleeinthepark @kayleeinthepark.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

My roommate just texted me… Why is it near the apartment entrance this is NOWHERE NEAR MY BED

Text message between me and my roommate. A pair of glasses are in front of a suitcase on the floor.

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