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[lgbtqreads]

Exclusive Cover Redesign Reveal: Daron's Guitar Chronicles by Cecilia Tan

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#Cecilia Tan #Cheyanne Bueno #Daron&039;s Guitar Chronicles #Dianne K. Garcia #Exit Reality Studios #Gilly Rosenthol Designs #Milkychai #Nikki Webster

[avampyone]

Absolutely adore the art and fitting for Hems when he's being a gremlin! Many thanks to @milkychai for the YCH com!

#hemlockeffxiv #ffxiv elezen #ffxiv oc #elezen #hemlocke #milkychai #ffxvi fanart

[kootiepatra]

I am back on my wolmeric nonsense--as if I ever left--and @milkychai did a beyond beautiful job drawing them on this commission. The colors. The expressions. My HEART.

I love them so much. ;_; I love this PICTURE so much. (And the little hearts floating around my WoL are SUPER correct, yes)

Go commission art if you can afford to, for real. BEST thing.

#wolmeric #roegadyn wol #aymeric de borel #aymeric x wol #ser aymeric #FFXIV #not my art #artist: milkychai #ffxiv art #I love seeing them so soft and happy

[formosusiniquis]

today is a new day to find you

Eddie is having the worst day known to man. It might qualify as a catastrophic event. Missing homework, lunch spilled on the cafeteria floor, broken strings at band practice, and that's not even touching Steve Harrington.

Steve Harrington who keeps talking to him like they're friends. Steve Harrington who has become a new person overnight. Steve Harrington who keeps making hypotheticals about time loops. Steve Harrington who is somehow the best and worst part of his day.

AKA my @steddiebang fic!!

Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson; Tommy Hagan & Steve Harrington & Carol Perkins; Past Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler; Corroded Coffin & Eddie Munson WC: 57K | Rated M | Tags/Themes: Time Loop, Sort of No Upside Down AU, Angst w/Happy Ending, King Steve Growth Arc

Check out my fantastic artists who brought this fic to life, I've been so blessed to have them pick out my fic to make art for! You can find @sammichtastic on twitter at sammichesnstuff and her piece here! You can find @milkychai on twitter too at at milkychai and their piece here!

And a special thank you to my Beta @rainingingeorgia who really helped whip what you're seeing into shape!

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five (FINISHED)

It was, in a word, fucked that he had to take gym a second time along with the rest of senior year. It was, in several words, absolutely fucking bullshit because he had actually passed gym the first time. Surely, his senior gym credit should still count, even if he’d treated it like office hours to set up deals with meatheads in a venue that didn’t actively put him in harm's way. Well, mostly out of harm’s way, as the blood spotting his uniform shirt can attest.

Hell, there were some days his last block gym class was the only one he’d attend. Slipping in with the bell at 2:15 in time to be the last one in the locker room and out on the line for attendance. Now he’s being forced back through it for what? No seriously, for what? Surely there was some other elective that could fit in this block, shouldn’t the second year senior get first dibs at study hall or something.

Maybe if he complains enough about the loss of his civil liberties. His freedom of expression is being taken from him by forcing him into this shit uniform. Maybe if he’s a big enough headache they’ll just let him leave. He’s learned the rules to enough of these little sports, there had to be a test he could take to prove that he doesn’t need to be a walking target on a volleyball court.

Not that he thinks Jenny Marshall meant to peg him in the face and give him a bloody nose, but the sentiment stands. Between the shorts and the blood he looks like a sad shaky shelter dog or something.

There are, of course, some fringe benefits. Eddie may have to wear the signature Tiger green, but so does Steve Harrington, who definitely has the legs for the outrageously short gym uniform they’re forced to dress out in. And if he’s going to keep looking for that silver fucking lining like he promised Uncle Wayne he would; thanks to Jenny Marshall he gets to ride the bleachers and watch pretty, pretty Steve Harrington bounce around in those shorts for the rest of class. Maybe a more bronzed lining than silver, Harrington hangs onto the sun warmed summer glow even with the October chill creeping in. Freckled thighs with nary a tan line in sight Eddie lets himself wonder if the rumors that had circled the big 18th birthday bash are true: when Harrington’s not in the swim team speedo he doesn’t swim in anything at all.

The volleyball net that Steve is playing at, floppy and torn, is more of a suggestion than a barrier. Now that Eddie is benched, it’s Harrington’s five against Hargrove’s four. The tides haven’t changed in anyone’s favor.

Billy had placed himself across from Harrington at the start of the game, his patience rewarded now as they rotate positions and the King is once again opposite him in the front row. That not-barrier doing all it can to keep the two a foot apart, Hargrove pacing in the eighteen inches of space his position in front of Steve allows. Jenny and her nose killer serve send the ball over to Hargrove’s side of the net. They get it up in the air again and Hargrove smacks the ball down hard between Steve and Sarah Smith. 

It hits the floor with a thwack that makes Eddie wince. Almost drowning out Billy’s mean little laugh, but there’s no missing the smug look on his face. The far too proud of himself smirk he sends somewhere to the left of Steve. 

It’s for Steve though. Definitely for Steve.  

The usurper to the throne, Hargrove has been sniffing for weakness that Eddie was pretty sure wasn’t there. The closest Harrington has ever come to failure was last year’s attempts at Nancy Wheeler, one he seemed to give up as soon as it started.

Tommy H. would be the reason, if Eddie had any guesses. He tried to base an NPC group around the Harrington court once. Tommy a loyal knight to a mostly inept king. Tommy who sidles up close to Sarah, despite his own maiden the Lady Carol playing one net over, smirking the same smug smile as Hargrove -- maybe another weak spot in the Harrington reign -- he says something loud enough to embarrass Sarah if the way she flushes and scurries closer to Harrington’s side is any indication but not enough for Eddie to make out.

He never did get the character balances to work in the game. He scripted and broke down motivation and drive but every time he just couldn’t figure out what Hagan did for Steve. Couldn’t figure out why Harrington kept his so-called friends around.

Gym takes too damn long to end. Or maybe it ends too soon. The final bell that releases him from his prison like Cthulu from the deep is buried quickly under the ringing in his ears as Steve Harrington is calling his name. Resignation fills his spirit, but when the King beckons you wait.

#my fic #steddie #steddie fic #steddie big bang #steddiebang23 #time loop #this will be the fic masterpost so get ready to see it so much #screaming forever #so excited you all are going to see this thing ive been working on for the last forever #and even more excited for you to see the dope art!!!

[steddiebang]

Steddie Bigbang Weekly Round-up: October 8 - October 14

patron saint of lost causes (October 8) Author: genesisofrhythm (@ruthofrhythm) / Artist: Alex Callahan (@getlostlosingsleep) “Of course I know who you are, King Steve,” Eddie sneered, jumping out of his van and approaching him.

Steve rolled his eyes. “Former King Steve, if you will, kind peasant. I’m more of a knight these days.”

After Steve fails senior year, he’s forced to return to Hawkins High as a super senior in a last ditch attempt at graduating. The year picks up when he develops a crush on Eddie Munson but unfortunately for him, a bad first encounter leaves them at odds. Eddie is impossible to avoid now that the kids have all joined Hellfire so Steve just hopes he can get over this stupid crush before it becomes exceedingly obvious.

Or: The only thing worse than having to repeat 12th grade was falling in love with someone who hated you.

i sing the blues and you swallow them too (October 9) Author: @notesappwitch (tumblr) / NotesAppWitch (ao3) / Artist: @cuips-not-cute (tumblr) Eddie and his bandmates have been traveling from town to town, tavern to tavern, trying to make ends meet for who knows how long. Travelling and playing music for mostly uncaring people isn’t the way any of them want to live, but it’s their lot in life.

Nothing about Hawkins is different from any other town they’ve been to, except one very handsome lord who keeps making eyes at Eddie across the tavern, and also the giant monster that’s apparently plaguing the village and ripping holes in their dimension and doing its best to kill them and everyone else.

Luckily for Eddie, the very handsome lord also has a slew of teenage adventurers, an ex with great aim, and a best friend that can turn into a wolf. There’s never an easy way into the (literal) lap of luxury, but despite it all, Eddie will get himself there one way or another, and maybe awaken something about himself in the process.

today is a new day to find you (October 12) Author: formosus_iniquis / formosusiniquis / Artist: sammichesnstuff /  sammichtastic / Artist: milkychai / milkychai Eddie is having the worst day known to man. It might qualify as a catastrophic event. Missing homework, lunch spilled on the cafeteria floor, broken strings at band practice, and that’s not even touching Steve Harrington.

Steve Harrington who keeps talking to him like they’re friends. Steve Harrington who has become a new person overnight. Steve Harrington who keeps making hypotheticals about time loops. Steve Harrington who is somehow the best and worst part of his day.

Tell Me Then Would You Lend A Hand (October 13) Author: funeralbeldam / Artist: rrrrraatt An exploration of Steve’s trauma. How it affects his everyday life, opens him up to Vecna, and sends him on a path of self discovery as the world is ending. His relationships with his friends - most notably one Eddie Munson - and how he views his own self worth. How one man will tear down Steve’s curtain to reveal the truth inside, through the power of music. Who says metalheads and jocks -turning-punks can’t get along?

First Face That I Saw (October 13) Author: Eddywow Eddie was used to seeing sad people. Sad families, sad parents, loved ones torn up over the ever-moving cycle of life.

Lost in Me, Lost in You (October 13) Author: hfcsteddie (twitter) / hfcsteddie (tumblr) / clinicofart (ao3) Author: tsmkeelerx (twitter) / steddieasxshegoes (tumblr) / tsmkeeler (ao3) / Artist: pinklunamoth (twitter) / Artist: goingsteddi3 (twitter) / goingsteddi3 (tumblr) It was the summer of 2019. Steve Harrington was being pawned off at summer camp instead of fending for himself. On the first day, he befriends a quiet musician who also happens to be his roommate. He’s not like Steve’s other friends. He’s… different. It’s different. It was a breath of fresh air from the life he left behind in Hawkins. But as the summer rolls on, Steve and Eddie grow closer. The distance that threatens their friendship becomes too much for their summer to handle. A few years after graduation, a promise tethers them back to that same summer camp that that brought them together in the first place. Is this a second chance at friendship or something more?

scheming on a thing (October 14) Author: greatunionic (ao3 / tumblr) / Artist: daysarestranger / singinginmay It’s 1994, and Eddie’s been a guest of Uncle Sam at Pelican Bay since it opened in ‘89, when his public defender stopped defending and he resigned himself to the sixth to life bag the Spring Break of ‘86 had left him holding. Sure, the series of frantic transfers that made Wayne and the party lose track of him (and cost him his unlikely prison penpal, Steve Harrington) truly were a bummer, but life’s actually not too bad, in the long run: he’d got three hots and a cot, ya know, and sometimes a few of the other inmates actually believe him when he tells them he’s innocent. Still — the new lawyer and paralegal shaped suspiciously like one Erica Sinclair is starting to give him pause, and make him wonder if the story’s not quite over yet…

Or: a story about seven letters, the worst love song ever written, and a heist.

The Last Song (October 14) Author: @henderdads / Artist: @hextotal Eddie Munson and his brother, Dustin, are sent off to Hawkins, a small coastal town in Georgia, to spend their summer with their uncle. Thanks to a church fire and sea turtles, Eddie reconnects with his uncle Wayne and falls in love with the local heartthrob, Steve Harrington. He rediscovers his love for music as hardships are placed before him and through all of it, learns to be a little bit kinder and love a little bit harder. 

9 upcoming projects to be posted next week (Oct 15 - 21).

*To keep up with all the Steddie Bigbang 2023 posting, be sure to follow us @steddiebang or track tags #steddiebang23 masterposts, #steddiebang23 project promo, or #steddiebang23 upcoming projects.

#steddiebang23 #steddiebang23 weekly roundup

[steddiesupportpodcast]

🎙️HAPPY EPISODE NINE DAY! 🎧

This week we have a lovely group of artists joining us for a round table discussion 🎨🖌️

Host: Becca @glitterfang Guests: Bp @bpillustrated Cady @lostinadmiration and Mehl @melonalemonade Mod & Audio Editor: KK @knormalizeknitting Producer: Amy @mojowitchcraft

🔗Streaming Links ⤵️

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We talk about so much amazing art in this episode! Be sure to check out the episode notes, or full credits on our Ao3 for links to all the art, as well as all the artists and fics we talked about!

Shout outs to:

Finn @szczurherbacany @szczurherbacany

Nie @niestycznosc Ao3: ann_anotherthing

Izzy @01ncubus  Instagram: 01ncubus

Thursday @ImThursday_Syme / @imthursdaysyme

Lauren @ahhrenata

Nadia @nostalgicsneeze

Nil @secretnil & Their Trailer Park AU

Nihn @Nihilsd_ & Their Cowboy Steddie Art

Emily @kasphacked

@toktopus Tiktok: @toktopus_art / @toktopus-art

Chai @milkychai

Savi @savi-yoi

Resande & her river art @resande

Morgo @azirapapal & Their Tiktoks @morgodrawings

rogue alien @RoguesAlien

Avi @barghest_land 

📚 As always you can find all of the fics we mention in our bookmark collection too!

#steddie #steddie podcast #steddie fanart #steddie support group podcast #artists round table #episode 9 #ssp promos #steddie fanfic

[otherworldseekers]

Dating sim Nero!

Art commissioned from https://twitter.com/milkychai (And I think they’re still taking these.)

Dialogue by me. 

#Nero tol Scaeva #Nero Scaeva #Art Commission #Nero art #Just Nero

[twtakami]

every time i tell my story — i begin with you

this lovely sketch page piece by @milkychai represents what i love the most about self shipping and AUs — no matter what, your fave or FO finds and falls for you 💕 and yes we’re coworkers (he’s my bossy in 3/4 of these what abt it!)

thank you @milkychai for the wonderful piece! 💕 their comms are open, support them if you can!

#mha #MHA commissions #selfship commissions #bnha commissions #keigo takami #selfship stuff #I adore this #i’m at work or I #I’d say more

[inquisitor-julia]

Cassarah and Nemsis commission from @milkychai

Cass and Nem are the dnd characters of my friend and I! I could not possibly be happier with how this commission turned out :')

Chai did our OC kids so much justice and @kaylidawnosaur and I have been freaking out about this beautiful art nonstop since we received it! ❤❤❤

Thank you so much for drawing our babies!!

If you're looking to commission someone in the future then I definitely recommend @milkychai they are a joy to work with and you will love the results!!! ❤

#jules speaks #not dragon age #dnd #Nemsis/Nemia #Cassarah Amberthane #awesome art #jules' ocs #milkychai

[seabunnii]

thank you so so so so much to @milkychai for this wonderful holiday icon commission  ♡ ♡ ♡ they took my silly idea and made it perfect beyond words and i’m so happy !  ♡

#milkychai #rad art #the raddest of art #i'm so happy bc this literally captures my holiday experience #christmas and hanukkah and i'll count loki since that is my cat who i only get to see at holidays :'D #and this is usually my cat's mood #but i also just love loki in general whoops and this is adorable

[internetfeet]

 “Calix, a 21 year old nonbinary college student, can't help but to be intrigued by a seemingly familiar face at the coffee shop they work at.

Brew features: the casual use of magic, 20-somethings getting by, dating, and unwittingly getting wrapped up into a mystery when people in town start going missing.”

My good friend @milkychai just posted a new and improved prologue of their webcomic, and you should totally check it out. 

Read Brew here on Tapas!

#webcomics #nonbinary #milkychai #brew webcomic #mine #well the art is mine #but the comic and characters are obviously not

[palindromestoryteller]

My new icon for the halloween season. Commission from @milkychai

Go check out their stuff.

#icon #milkychai

[solistosketch]

HEY here’s my first ever commission! Some of my favorite brat, Vel! Thanks again to @milkychai!

#milkychai #solistosketch #solistosketchart #Vel'Amir #dragon #furry #OC

[formosusiniquis]

today is a new day to find you

Chapter 1 coming to an archive near you on October 12th!

Very excited about my @steddiebang fic that I've been working on and will soon be released to the public! Featuring art from the supremely talented @sammichtastic and @milkychai (Catch them on twitter at Sammiches and milkychai) and Beta'd by @rainingingeorgia

Taking my love of the timeloop and making it everyone's problem, enjoy a sneak peek below the cut 💕

“You’re into all that fantasy and sci fi shit, right?” His question leads and so does he, pushing the doors open to the library like he expects Eddie to trail behind him. So used to the assured obedience of his little lapdog he expects the stray he’s found to do it too. 

Eddie does. So maybe he’s just proved Harrington right, but he can feel good in his own head knowing he isn’t following Harrington around like a trained dog because he is. He’s following him around because this is the weirdest fucking thing to ever happen to him, and like any good improviser he wants to follow this thing all the way into the ground. 

The distinction is enough for him, even if he doubts Harrington picks up on it. 

“I’ve been known to enjoy a wizard or two in my time.” 

Steve sighs, there’s a pinched off look on his face. Something that reminds Eddie of the Home Mom at his last placement. The way she would slow blink her eyes and hold them squeezed shut so tight he thought it must hurt her brain. The way her lips would thin as she pressed them shut there was just a thin white line where it once was. Annoyance, exhaustion. Something unique that manages to scream that it’s you, the kid in front of them, that has caused this expression. 

“Could you just-”

Eddie as a rule doesn’t get embarrassed about being annoying. He cares. Of course he cares. He’s created this shell of leather and metal and obnoxious overexcitement around himself so no one knows just how earnestly he cares about everything. 

It's a question that isn't really a question. ‘Can I tell you's and ‘is it okay if I say's are all just polite introductions to statements that are going to come regardless. Eddie isn't the best socialized, but he knows a question like that can only be answered with, "Sure, whatever dude." 

So he hates, hates the meek red faced little, “Sorry,” that manages to slip past his own shield.

“Can I tell you something that’s gonna make me sound crazy?” 

For all the rush Harrington had in flipping Eddie's whole morning on its head, he's reticent now. Fiddles with a pencil that got left behind on the table. Scans the bookcases behind him with unseeing eyes. Opens and closes his mouth like a fish on the deck of a boat, but no sound comes out. Not a single syllable. 

"Listen Harrington, it's normal to get annoyed with your friends-" 

"What? This isn't about Tommy?" He is capable of speech then, not some freaky pod person. "He is that bad then?" 

"No comment." Harrington's sad eyed routine isn't gonna catch him up, not today. "Can't think of anything that would be crazy enough that you're scared to tell the Freak." 

He takes a breath, readying himself, "I keep waking up and it's today." 

It hurts, the way the snort rips itself up from the back of his throat. Eddie almost gags on his laugh, "Yeah, that is how time works Harrington. I wake up and everyday is today, tomorrow, tomorrow only a day away." Fuck he's going to have that song stuck in his head for the rest of the day. 

"No," his hands hit the table, soft enough that they don’t make a sound in the all but empty library but it’s enough. So much is already lurking at the surface. It’s Steve’s hands, sharp and demanding silence. It’s hands hitting the top of the pulpit making his head hit the top of the pew. It’s hands hitting the kitchen table making his cereal bowl jump and his Momma gasp. He flinches back, chair teetering on its back two legs before he finds his balance again. “Sorry, sorry,” Harrington rushes to apologize, ripping his hands back from the table, clutching his nonexistent pearls. 

“No,” he repeats, softer like he’s a step away from running a knuckle down the back of a cat he’s spooked. “I keep waking up to the same today. It’s just Friday again and again and again.” 

“Like the story?” 

“Like what?” His nose wrinkles with his confusion. The part of Eddie that is still a teenager, the parts of him that aren’t fucking worldweary or whatever Uncle Wayne says, wants to kick and fawn over the soft parts of Steve fucking Harrington. The fussy bunny wrinkle of his nose and the curious way his eyes light up even though he’s 

Well Eddie doesn’t really know what he is. Confused probably. What are the chances that Harrington has suffered a psychotic break, that the weight of the crown had grown too heavy. But even if he’s just confused, he’s probably scared. The two go hand in hand, don’t they?

Edide’s never been more scared in his life than when that sad faced cop had pulled him out of the back of the car. When no one would tell him what was happening or where his mom was. Lost and confused and terrified about what was happening and what would happen later. 

“There’s, um, this story, I found it going through the library magazine backlog; they’ve got some really sweet Fantasy and Science Fiction mags on order.” Steve is just staring at him. Quiet, fixated, and a little unsettling -- and that’s coming from the self declared freak of Hawkins High. “That’s not important,” he mutters into a strand of hair he pulls in front of his face, it’s warm God why was the library so warm today. “There’s this story about a guy, he keeps reliving the same hour over and over, from noon to one. Everything is exactly the same except for the things he interacts with.” 

If he’s honest with himself, he doesn’t expect Harrington to laugh and say ‘gotcha.’ Mostly because he knows Harrington won’t have read the story, he doesn’t really think the guy reads much at all. He doesn’t expect him to go still, still as the grave, staring at Eddie with a haunted seriousness. “What’s causing it? How does it end?” 

“It’s just a story, Harrington,” he bites back. The hair on the back of his neck stands on end. Something about this is wrong. 

If he weren’t watching he would have missed it. the way his eyes shutter and blank. The way a placid, easy going smile spreads across his face; butter on hot toast. His hands spread out in front of him, they would say ‘easy man, I come in peace’ if the tips of his fingers weren’t shaking. “Maybe you're just a good storyteller, Munson. Isn’t that your whole deal.” 

It’s patronizing in the worst way. 

“Feel like I should emphasize the fiction part of science fiction here, Harrington.” Was it wrong to indulge this break he was going through. Should he get the nurse or something. 

“Will you tell me about it or not, Eds. I can always go to the library myself.” 

“It's a parallel universe, antimatter and shit, pulling away from our universe. Time vectors or something make them relive the same hour, what was supposed to be once but this guy, Castleman, is the only one who knows that they’re reliving it over and over again.” 

“How does he get out of it?” 

“He doesn’t.”

#steddie #steddie big bang #my fic #steddie fic #my edit #i cant wait until you all can see the art its so so so good

[steddiebang]

How Will You Have Me | Mature | 84k

Author: @house-of-chant Artist: @mcdadarts Artist: milkychai Beta reader: aurorasnights

Steve’s quiet life as a gardener at Ravka’s sprawling Great Palace is disrupted when Robin is forced to reveal her sun-summoning abilities and he finds himself lying to Kas, leader of the magical Grisha, to make sure the two of them stay together as Robin is moved to the nearby Little Palace to train her powers.Steve, though, has bigger problems. He is soon sucked into a thorny knot of hidden feuds and simmering internal discontent; he begins to suffer from increasingly unpleasant nightmares about the deadly Shadow Fold, a monster-filled curtain of darkness that Robin, and perhaps only Robin, may be able to destroy, if she first increases her power with three supernatural amplifiers; and Kas clearly doesn’t like him.And okay, Steve can deal with that. Kas is only one guy. One guy who holds Steve and Robin’s lives in his hands, yeah. One, unfairly handsome, oddly enchanting, undeniably attractive guy. But he can’t keep Steve from Robin. Whether it’s escorting a pack of children on a death mission to rescue a defector from a seemingly impenetrable fortress, foiling a kidnapper, or plotting to cross the Shadow Fold under Kas’ nose, he’ll do whatever it takes to stay with Robin … even if it kills him.

Fic l Art (to come)

Pairings: Steddie, (secondary) Rovickie, (background) Jancy & Dustin/Suzie, (extremely minor) Creelarke Characters: Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Dustin Henderson, Jason Carver, Wayne Munson, Patrick McKinney, Fred Benson, Lucas Sinclair, Heather Holloway, Gareth (Stranger Things), Will Byers, Martin Brenner, Vickie (Stranger Things) Tags: grishaverse au, Shadow and Bone AU, Fantasy, Drama, Significant Age Difference, Power Imbalance, Protective Steve Harrington, Siblings Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, War, waaaaay too much worldbuilding, (you and that one manager at work you hate) to lovers, Jurda Parem (Six of Crows), entirely too much thinking about death and dying Trigger Warnings: This fic deals with difficult themes including war, state-sanctioned use of child soldiers, forced drug use, intense in-universe anti-magic bigotry, and suicide. There are graphic depictions of violence throughout, and there is a power differential in the main ship. Threat, physical and on one occasion overtly sexual (I will warn again at the start of the two chapters to which this warning applies).

#steddiebang23 #steddiebang23 masterposts

[goraeintheskyy]

hello yes im tabling w/ @milkychai for the first time at sacanime next week!!! ill have these prints as well as some stickers!! (gintama, splatoon, ect) 

come say hi, grab cool stuff, and maaaybe take a photo w taako and garfield the deals warlock on saturday ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

#sacanime #sacanime summer #sacanime summer 2017 #artist alley #krisna blurbs #milkychai