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today is the birthday of Sebastián García, who voiced Oz Vessalius in Pandora Hearts, Hikaru Hizashi in Beyblade Burst: Surge, Liam Williams in Koala Man, Greg Heffley in the Diary of a Wimpy Kid animated franchise, and Victor in My Dog Pat in Gaby's Dollhouse. He was the first voice of Pandy Paws. It's also the birthday of Jessica Ángeles, who voiced Teddy Duncan in Good Luck Charlie!, Shoko Komi in Komi-san Can't Communicate, and Panzy in Dragon Ball. Daima in Unikitty, she was the voice of Feebee (as a fun fact, Jessica Ángeles only voiced Unikitty in The Lego Movie, its sequel, and in the LEGO Dimensions game). I wish you both a great birthday

Something, something, Green Man vibes…

The thing about this drawing is somehow I didn’t think about the fact that there is a colour fill tool so I went to the effort to colour it all by hand with a very fine brush……Moral: don’t be like me

Lindsey's prompt: Elephant

I’m addicted to shading, I chase the shine, I’m addicted, and sometimes you find things along the way like these teeth that make me believe there’s a shade I gotta still hit just for that perfect shine that never falls flat. Ride that shade like a wave…

Marker on marker paper.

It hasn't failed me yet

Saint Patron of Stiff Necks. I have been beseeching him. #patronSaint

I am a developer, and coding is my world. But when it comes to, say, the "life" part of life skills? Not so much. After a grueling 72-hour coding marathon, fueled by nothing but caffeine and questionable decisions, I made a mistake I now regret on a cosmic level: I spilled coffee on my external hard drive, the very drive that stored access to my digital wallet, holding a significant sum. At first, I told myself it wasn't that bad; surely a little splash wouldn't be a big deal, right? With confidence in my tech skills, I turned to the internet for answers. One search result boldly asked: "Can you dry a hard drive in the microwave?" Spoiler alert: absolutely not. Don’t try this under any circumstance. I’m lucky I didn’t end up with melted plastic or worse. After my solo data recovery efforts failed catastrophically, panic set in. This wasn't just lost files, this was years of effort, wiped in a moment. That’s when I found Digital Resolution Services. Desperate and admittedly a bit embarrassed, I reached out, hoping for a miracle. From the moment they answered, I could tell I was in capable hands. The team was calm, professional, and reassuring, never once mocking my questionable DIY methods (which, looking back, I probably deserved). Instead, they got straight to work, applying specialized tools and expertise to my situation. The process wasn’t easy. It involved long nights, constant updates, and a rollercoaster of emotions. But Digital Resolution Services never gave up. They stayed committed, persistent, and focused every step of the way. When they finally restored access to my wallet, I was overwhelmed with relief not just because the funds were safe, but because I could finally sleep without stress. That experience taught me something valuable: sometimes, it’s not about being the expert in everything, it's about knowing when to trust the right ones. Now, I keep my coffee and hard drive far apart. And every time I take a sip of that morning brew, I remember: if your data matters, don’t gamble, reach out to professionals like Digital Resolution Services. TELEGRAM: @DIGITALRESOLUTIONSERVICES WHATSAPP: +1 (361) 260 8628

A goldfish straps on wings and takes a leap of faith that there is a better life outside of captivity.

My wings of fire oc

On a cozy sofa, four cats enjoy a relaxing evening with pizza and drinks, surrounded by a playful atmosphere. The words "CATURDAY NIGHT" are boldly displayed above them, emphasizing the laid-back vibe.

Lindsey's prompt: Circus Tent

Marker on marker paper.

To draw is to notice. To notice is to pause. And sometimes, all it takes is a barefoot boy in a camping chair, chasing the drips of a popsicle, to remind us what it means to be here. This is Popsiclence—a sacred kind of focus. It’s where observational drawing leads us: out of the swirl, into the now. And in that now, we heal.