and my dumb bad art

My parents apparently witnessed a man walk into fuzzy’s tacos, order a giant margarita, chug the whole thing without even touching the glass and leave without a word all within ten minutes. Nobody else was in the restaurant. It was barely eight in the morning.


some bungou for tomorrow’s artist alley commission samples

anyway it would have made more sense to draw akutagawa but the paper could barely hold all the ink on chuuya’s coat, so i changed it to kyouka