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Katin

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—Sofia Hasmik as Chrissy Beppo wearing this Katin Vincent Flannel (in Sedona; previous shared by Erik Valdez as part of Kyle Cushing's wardrobe fittings in October 2022), Superman and Lois, "Collsion Course"

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Harold Hooded Flannel | Katin

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UO Katin Harris Corduroy Trucker Jacket

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Who: Sofia Hasmik as Chrissy Beppo What: Katin Vincent Flannel Shirt in Sedona Red - $52.99 Where: 3x10 “Collision Course"

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[expiredanarchy]

The fear god (A yuri focused fic)

The Corps.

A facility that upholds itself in the highest standard. Filled with research analysts, ex-military personnel, and horrifying monsters the likes nobody has seen. 

The organization is hellbent on keeping  humanities best interests in mind. These monsters are sometimes beneficial, and intend to help out humanity. 

The others are locked away, or neutralized. 

The fear god has become a threat lately, and it’s Konni cult had been suffering losses. 

Yuri is the missing key, but even he has conflicting loyalties in his conscience.

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Nothing was ever easy. 

Nothing is ever easy.

Nothing will be easy. 

Yuri repeated the mantra in his head. He was originally of high status, and now found by a man who went by Soap. The lonely street corner he was sitting at months ago was on his mind. 

Makarov could have killed him. His insolence proved him to be disposable. He was taken in by the Corps after, an elusive organization hellbent on keeping humanities best interests in mind. 

He met a lot of odd fellas here, and he wasn’t expecting any of his old comrades to even be here. As elusive as the Corps is, the Konni cult is far more likely to be four steps ahead. 

Nobody in the organization knew of Yuri’s origins. He briefly mentioned supernatural dealings, but never disclosed his previous life to others. His clothes were always hyper modest in fashion. 

Nobody knew if he was allergic to the air around the facility, but his skin never stayed exposed. It wouldn't be too uncommon for someone as new as him to be this closed off. The mystery man simply did his work, and reported to the ever elusive Triad organized by the corps.

Yuri, now seated at his desk, begrudgingly stared at the stack of paperwork he was made to do. He knew he wasn't trusted yet, and his effort to appear like an ally was futile. The mere fact that he couldn't even speak to others of his situation made him look suspicious at any given time. He was required to report where he is at all times, and keep a time log of the things he ate.

It was never easy having your privacy completely invaded by men that would rather see you dead. He knew he was only alive for being the missing link needed in the Triad’s  investigation. Being an ex-cultist never helped anyones reputation, but he was blinded with false promises of fortune and security in a new world. 

Makarov was a silver tongued monster, both literally and figuratively. Yuri was never sure what parts of his life were ever real or which ones were fake.

He stared down at his papers deep in thought. The buzzing of the fluorescent lights above him always made these moments of dissociation worse. He thought there was no point in thinking about his past after escaping. He never wanted to be involved in anything Konni related after his life of clarity. Yuri always felt a pang of guilt hit him at times. He knew he had blood on his hands, and blood caused him to be close to the fear god. 

Makarov always fed off his fear, and oh was it delicious to the beast. It felt worse when he was complicit in any of the terror attacks. The hypnotic trances always got to him, and surviving was easier said than done. He knew he could have been the next one to go when another fellow cultist was devoured. Yuri was well aware of his use, and made sure he ran away. He ran away and took Makarov’s food source with him. 

He was used to being replaceable; Yuri rubbed his temples, and pushed himself to write on paper. He did not want to do so. It did not matter to him if he did not want to do so, as he did it since he found himself in the same position as he was before. He was yet again, replaceable at the hands of people who'd rather discard him. He somehow always found himself useful in both situations. He knew his luck would run out eventually. 

He did not take much time on his paperwork, as he was urgently needed for the next briefing. He is a part of the 141, a task force designed to neutralize threats.  The 141 were infamous for their monster slaying methods. As questionable as they were, the corp was thankful that they took care of threats to humanity pretty well. After all, they are the Shadow task force’s sister branch. Each task force was led by a commander, and each is selected based upon several careful evaulations.

Yuri knew he was thankful to be alive due to Hershel Shepherd, Kate Laswell, and Phillip Graves. The three commanders found his use in their case to be exceptional, as they have killed and captured several more Konni cultists. Trudging himself to the conference, he seemed surprised to learn he was finally allowed to join the 141 in this endeavor. 

“We apologize if we had been harsh before, but it was a precautionary measure. It is true that you were previously a Konni cultist, correct?” Laswell spoke, she was the more level-headed of the three branch commanders. She is in charge of the Rangers, an internal security branch.

 Yuri paused, and answered as truthfully as he could. “Yes ma’am, I was part of that organization,” Yuri struggled to speak up about his past, but he managed to pull through.  

“Konni cultists are individuals who are brainwashed past suggestibility. I was once stripped of my humanity and under the control of the fear god,’ He fidgeted with his hands, and looked around.

 “To break free from his suggestibility, you would need to have attachments and something to lose.” Yuri put emphasis on his words, and hoped that it was enough to pique the triad's interest. 

The triad did not need to know of his rather intimate relationship with Makarov. He thought he would be in the clear, since he made it seem like he was a lowly ranked cultist. Yuri did not make it known that he was an inner circle soldier. He was one of the more individuals, at least before his semblance of humanity came back to him.

Yuri thought it felt ironic that Makarov was the reason for his humanity returning to him. He knew that most of his ex-cultist colleagues were too fearful of Makarov, as was he. 

He snapped back into reality. Shepherd commented on his mental state; Yuri felt shame of embarrassment creep up on his neck. “Look at em, poor thing can’t even concentrate. Are you sure he’d even be a valuable asset?” 

The light brunette, Graves, spoke in turn. “Come on guys, give ‘im a benefit of the doubt, ‘m sure I think he’d be better off bubble wrapped and tethered.” The man had a mild Texan drawl to his voice—he chuckled at his own joke. 

How corny can one man get? Yuri’s thought was interrupted, this time by Laswell. He watched the blond woman chime in. 

“I believe the best course of action is to let my department take him in .” She stated as a matter-of-fact, “The task force excelled in neutralizing several aberrations, and a single man can be handled if he ever decides to go rogue.”  Laswell stated; she is serious about this.

“Very well then, I approve,” Shepherd spoke up, he continued to talk, Yuri could barely stand his voice, “After all, I wouldn’t want to take in any stray dogs in my department.” 

“That’s a good one Shepherd, as I wouldn’t want em’ in my field either.” Graves shined in yet again, he participated nothing to the conversation. 

He is good at his job. Yuri noted this fact, but other than that; he was horrible at these conferences. 

Yuri hated that they spoke about him as if he was lesser. He deserved it for being a terrorist, but it was as if he had less human rights than before. 

Perhaps Makarov’s brainwashing hadn’t ever gone away.  

Yuri was still deep in thought as the meeting was over, and he was made to follow Laswell through the building. 

He walked into the task force barrack, and there he stayed behind Laswell. Yuri didn’t feel like speaking up, but Laswell had priorities. 

She spoke up, and repeated most of what the Triad council told him. He is meant to be an extra, and nothing more. 

Yuri was suddenly taken aback when he was approached by a man in goggles. The silent individual signed hands, his scraggly brown hair indicating that he had survived many burns…as the tips of his hair were seared to the point of seeming as if he had—oh wait, those actually are antennae!?

“Hello-?” 

He waved awkwardly at the individual. The same guy signed something else, and looked at Yuri with a tilt to his head. 

“Roach?” 

The strange individual nodded, and seemed to inspect Yuri. 

“Ah don’t mind the lad, he’s a curious fella and wants to know what the hell is wrong with ye’”

A second guy chimed in, he had a buzz cut accompanied with this Mohawk,  and a very light Scottish accent. This is the man that found him and dragged his ass here, John Mctavish, also known as Soap. 

Yuri spoke up, and in short he sighed. 

“Long time no see, I was held up with papers…” 

“I Can tell.” Soap snickered, and seemed to enjoy Yuri’s look of annoyance

“You find me off the street, recognize my tattoos, and take me in only to do paperwork for months.” Yuri sighed, and grumbled with defiance. He was a patient man, but sometimes patience even has its own short fuse. 

“I thought I was the missing link between the cult and you guys?” 

“You are, until the Captain decides to further know if your story matches up. The duplicate paperwork was on purpose, yes, I told you this fact before you ask.” 

A fellow with a black balaclava and skull mask spoke . He was short and blunt. The guy seems to scan for his every move, even before he does it. Beside him, there is this dark skinned individual with a cap on his head. The man wore sunglasses on him while indoors.

That was strange...

The individuals all converse about their time being here. Yuri was mostly silent, and talked mostly with the individual named Roach. 

The more Yuri spent with 141, the more he got used to them. He was grateful to have people he felt at ease with, even if they’d kill him, should he ever have any semblance of turning against them. 

The hours seem to pass by, and a much older brunette with a full mustache and beard combo walks in to complete the members of 141. The captain himself, John Price. 

“Alright listen up everyone!” Price spoke with authority. He is definitely the man you’d want to talk to if you want things to be done right. 

The task force kills supernatural threats, and Yuri himself  knows they are dangerous with a hint of crazy.

“We aren’t field scouting yet, but a new prisoner came in. We just need Yuri to show them that we aren’t just going to outright kill the fella.” 

Yuri’s head finally perked up. All of these briefings were so boring, but he finally had a chance to talk to an old comrade. He wanted to know how Makarov was doing—ugh. Why is Makarov stuck in his head, he should be free from his influence. 

His eyes stared down onto the floor. When the briefing was over, he dragged his feet to follow the team…

His eyes wandered to several containment cells, each holding various objects. His eyes landed on a certain book for a while, it was nothing special. The book seemed to be aged and yellowed out. 

It was a blank book, but red lines started to form into shapes the more he became entranced by it. He didn’t have time to see what went on as he was pulled along the corridor. 

His savior from the trance, Roach, shook his head. 

This strange guy with goggles and a respirator mask was sure helpful. He seemed friendlier than the rest, and his antennae looked almost adorable now. Yuri questioned if he is one of those bug people. He tried to inspect Roach for a while, and kept the same pace as the bug boy.

After what seemed like an eternity of walking through corridors, Yuri and the team stopped in front of a door. 

He felt impending doom settle in his skin, and hoped the prisoner wouldn’t recognize him. It was hard for the Primordials to even get to witness any members of the inner circle, much less any Newblood recruits. 

The chamber door opened with a mechanical hiss. His blood ran cold at the sound. 

He laid his eyes upon the individual. He didn’t recognize him at first, but then the dress started to seep in. 

“Oh, not him…”

[the-bronzescovy]

Pride Month Day 6 - Omnisexual Pride Day

it's Lorika's turn, Finally! Not only is she Omnisexual, she is also MtF trans!

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Coming in 2023 from Drawn + Quarterly:

We Are On Our Own (paperback) by Miriam Katin

With the heart-rending We Are On Our Own, Miriam Katin recounts the story of her escape from Germany-occupied Hungary as a child led by her determined mother. The two fled Budapest near the end of WWII and at the age of sixty-three Katin enshrined her memory in these extraordinary pages, originally published in hardcover over fifteen years ago.

In 1944, Miriam is a toddler beloved by her dog Rexy, but when her mother is forced to give up their “Jewish dog” to the German authorities, Miriam’s world begins to unravel. The two flee to the countryside after faking their deaths and traversing lands blanketed with snow. Miriam’s fragmented childhood memories of forests, chocolate, strange men, and the noise of war are reconstituted in this beautifully told, epic journey wherein the innocence of a child is set against unthinkable violence.

Another crisis, one of faith, haunts the severed family on their path. Struggling to reunite with Miriam’s father conscripted to the Hungarian army, mother and daughter contemplate God, wondering how He could allow such destruction. Poetic words of the Torah combine with images of war as the author examines the theological dilemma plaguing both victims and survivors of the Shoah. When Miriam and her mother hide with a winemaker, they soothe their nerves with the tonic, reciting “God is red. God is in the glass.” God, they understand, is in the very human will to survive, and in that pursuit of survival, we are truly on our own.

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I made an edit after years without doing nothing like that... I hope you like it <3 <3

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Katline by Joakim Karlsson

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Album of Katine ⇩

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MOCCA Arts Festival

Announcing the 2023 MoCCA Arts Festival Featured Guests

The Society of Illustrators is proud to share a list of Featured Guests who will appear at the MoCCA Arts Festival, taking place April 1 - 2, 2023 from 11:00AM - 7:00PM on Saturday and 11:00AM - 6:00PM on Sunday. The Exhibitor Hall will be held at Met Pavilion, a spacious venue nestled in the heart of the Chelsea neighborhood, and is within walking distance to many great restaurants and attractions. Programming will be a few steps away at the SVA Flatiron Gallery, located at 133 West 21st Street. 

Maia Kobabe is the author of Gender Queer (Oni Press), a critically acclaimed Young Adult graphic memoir that has also been named a Stonewall Honor book. Gender Queer was also ranked by the American Library Association as the most frequently banned or challenged book in the United States in 2021. Kobabe will talk about eir work in a special spotlight session moderated by Michele Kirichanskaya and will also participate in a panel on comics and censorship hosted by PEN America’s Jonathan Friedman.

In her career, Colleen Doran has written and drawn the long-running creator-owned series A Distant Soil and has worked on titles including Wonder Woman, Amazing Spider-Man, and many others. Her body of work includes a series of collaborations with writer Neil Gaiman which are the subject of the exhibit “Colleen Doran Illustrates Neil Gaiman,” running from March 22nd to July 29th at the Society of Illustrators. She will appear in conversation with Gaiman to discuss their comics collaborations and her overall body of work in a special programming event moderated by exhibition curator Kim Munson.

Barbara Brandon-Croft became the first Black woman to write and draw a nationally syndicated comic strip when Where I’m Coming From debuted in American newspapers in 1991. Featuring a cast of nine women of color commenting insightfully on current events, her groundbreaking comic strip has now been anthologized in a book edition from Drawn and Quarterly. Brandon-Croft will talk about her trailblazing work in a special spotlight session. 

Other featured artists at this year’s festival will include:

Kim Deitch, a pioneering underground comix artist who began publishing comics in the East Village Other in 1967 and whose most recent graphic novel, Reincarnation Stories (Fantagraphics) was published to critical acclaim in 2019. 

Drew Friedman, whose most recent book of portraiture, Maverix and Lunatix (Fantagraphics), celebrates the artists of the underground comix generation

Miriam Katin, whose out-of-print graphic memoir of escaping the Holocaust as a child refugee accompanied by her mother, We Are On Our Own (Drawn & Quarterly), will be republished in a forthcoming paperback edition. 

Toma Vagner, the award-winning illustrator who designed this year’s MoCCA key image and has produced striking graphics for clients including Harry Styles, Google, The New York Times, Bloomberg, and The New Yorker. 

Noah Van Sciver, whose body of graphic novels includes Joseph Smith and the Mormons (Abrams ComicArts), Fante Bukowski (Fantagraphics Books), and the forthcoming comic book series Maple Terrace (Uncivilized Books). 

These and other Featured Artists will participate in programming and signings, schedules for which will be announced in the coming days and weeks. A full list of exhibiting artists can be found on the MoCCA Arts website. 

About the Museum of Illustration at the Society of Illustrators and the MoCCA Arts Festival

Founded in 1901, the Society of Illustrators and its Museum of Illustration together comprise America’s longest-standing nonprofit organization dedicated to the art of illustration. The mission of SI/MI is to promote the art and appreciation of illustration and its history and evolving nature through exhibitions and educational programs. 

The MoCCA Arts Festival is a 2-day multimedia event, Manhattan’s largest independent comics and cartoon festival, drawing over 7,000 attendees each year. With over 500 exhibiting artists displaying their work, award-winning honorees speaking about their careers and artistic processes and other featured artists conducting demos, lectures and panels, our Festival mission accelerates the advancement of the Society’s broader mission to serve as Manhattan’s singular cultural institution promoting all genres of illustration through exhibitions, programs and art education. 

The Society will continue to release additional information about the Fest in the near future. Tickets are available to purchase online as well as at the door.  The Society is following all state and city safety protocols. Protocols are subject to change, so be sure to check back for the latest information. As of now, face coverings are optional at Metropolitan Pavilion and the Exhibitor Hall. Proof of vaccines, boosters and masks are required to enter SVA buildings and programming. 

To learn more about the Fest, please visit the website.

For media inquiries please contact:

Kate Feirtag

Director of Communications and External Relations

kate@societyillustrators.org