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"There wasn't ever a person I couldn't please in bed" with Douma and a very shy reader (thank you!)

You were sitting in Douma's lap in the room where his followers normally came to seek his wisdom. His followers were waiting outside the room for him to "get ready" but he was just spending time playing with his adorable little partner.

"Ngh..Douma..." You whimpered as Douma sucked on your neck while his long slender fingers caressed your thighs. "Shh darling~" he whispered into your ear pulling away from your neck. "My followers will hear~" He said slowly taking your clothes off so he could play with you down there. You just gasped at Douma's sudden movements. You hoped that nobody would get impatient and come in to see their god fingering his partner but then again Douma would just kill anyone who dared interrupt this precious time with his beloved. Douma told his followers that he would be done getting ready in 10 minutes and it's already been 5 minutes since he had said that so you were starting to get a bit nervous.

And almost like he could read your thoughts Douma said "What? worried I can't make you cum in 5 minutes?" Before you could respond he said "Darling you of all people should know there wasn't ever a person I couldn't please in bed, Even in five minutes." His pretty eyes smiled at you. There was something so comforting about the way he smiled at you. Every smile he gave you was filled with warmth and comfort even during times like this.

Douma sat up pulling himself away from you and took off his clothes. "Ride me" he commanded. You did as you were told and lowered yourself onto him. Douma looked at you in awe as he watched you take him so well. Douma just thought you were absolutely adorable. He couldn't get enough of how you tried to hold back your moans as you rid him. He let out a couple grunts but nothing too loud "Darling you're going awfully slow.." He said as he put his hands on your hips.

You screamed in pleasure as he slammed you back onto his cock. Douma grunted when he heard your cry of pleasure. Douma pinned you to the ground still staying inside of you and started to move at his own pace he slammed his cock in and out of you. Your mind was going blank all you could hear were your cries of pleasure mixed with Douma's grunts and whines. You were sure his followers could hear you but you didn't care you were in so much pleasure right now it was hard to care about anything else other than Douma.

Your body shuddered as a wave of pleasure washed over you. Douma smirked he could tell you were close. "Inside..." You moaned. Douma's grip on you tightened as you came on his cock and not much longer he came inside you. Your eyes were growing heavy and your mind was so blurry you couldn't hear anything Douma said but you could feel him kissing your forehead.

Douma quickly got dressed as he noticed it was only one minute until the 5 minutes were up. After Douma finished getting dressed he put your clothes back on and laid your sleeping figure on his lap. And before he could kiss you goodnight he heard followers entering the room.

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I won’t lie, I’m a sucker for yandere characters x a willing darling (I’m going to hell for it-). But can you write some scenarios where the yandere Upper moons kidnap Reader and she begins to cry. They of course think it’s because she’s scared but she soon explains she’s crying because she’s never had someone love her enough to want to keep her around for long. So to Reader, getting kidnapped is the most loving thing someone’s done to her. (*cough* please include the Hantengu clones *cough*)

Aizetsu can kidnap me whenever he wants I will not be upset by it if anything I’d be the one kidnapping him WARNINGS⚠️: mentions of kidnapping, swearing

Yandere! Uppermoons x willing! fem reader

Kokushibo

When you started tearing up he was a little annoyed

He didn’t want to hear you cry

When he said, “why are you crying”

He assumed he was about to get yelled at because he just kidnapped you

But when you said thank you

He was in shock

What do you mean ‘thank you’? Did you love him back?

”Thank you, nobody has ever loved me before. Let alone kidnapped me because of how much they love me!” You said happily though sobs

He didn’t say anything to you but he did pat you on the head as a form of letting you know that your safe

Douma

When you started to tear up once he told you why you were their he was dumbfounded

He didn’t understand why you would be crying

”Y-you really mean it?” You said looking into his rainbow eyes gay eyes

He nodded slowly not knowing if this is good or bad

When you started smiling is when he understood that you were happy about it

“Nobody has ever loved me before…….thank you, thank you!” You said looking at him with happy tears in your eyes

”You’re very welcome, my dear!” Douma said kissing your forehead as he untied you knowing that your not going to be leaving

Akaza

Akaza was scared when he saw you start crying

He didn’t want to make you cry let alone make a WOMAN cry

He just stood there not saying anything looking at you as your cried

He didn’t understand why you had a smile on your face

He was hoping you weren’t actually like Douma

He was shocked when he heard a little thank you come from your lips

He asked, “do you love me back?”

You replied with, “nobody has ever loved me before”

Thats when he knew that you were perfect for him

Sekido

Sekido was offended when you started crying

”Shut the fuck up your crying is annoying”

When you said “sorry I am just happy that somebody loves me”

He was taken aback

Wait you’re not upset? This is easier than he thought it would be

You tried to stop crying but couldn’t because of how happy you were

He didn’t tell you to shut up this time

Instead he picked you up and held you in his arms in a possessive way

Karaku

Karaku will be a little annoyed by your crying but he won’t show it

To try and get you to stop crying he kissed you

He was surprised that you kissed him back

He thought you were going to try and get away but when you gave in he was impressed

When he pulled away you said “thank you for loving me”

He was very happy about how willing you were

He replied with, “You welcome baby”

You couldn’t walk the next morning

Aizetsu

Aizetsu almost started crying when you did

He thought you hated him for kidnapping you

He didn’t want you to hate him

He started rambling apology’s you better love him I swear

This poor angel baby was scared

But when you said that you were happy about him kidnapping you he was in shock

He smiled very very lightly

He was relieved

He untied you and held you close to him telling you how scared you made him

Manipulative

Urogi

Chicken tenders

When you started crying he wasn’t bothered by it

He started laughing

He didn’t care if he had to break you into being his

It would be fun for him

He put his face really close to yours so your noses were touching and said teasingly “why the sad face” with a fake pout

”I-I’m not said I am happy”

That caught him off guard

It made him happy once he processed that you loved him back

He started covering your face in kisses while telling you how happy he was

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Adam x 3rdWifeReader (Angst to Fluff)

Title: "Talk to me baby"

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Warnings: Adam is mean, Reader is unappreciated, Angst to fluff/comfort, cussing, crude humor, Adam and you are alive outside of the garden, nudity, Reader is a classic dainty domestic wife, pregnancy, sexual actions/references.

(OOC: It's 1am and I have work at 8am, so not proof read. I'll edit it tomorrow when I get off work)

Words from Bexie: "Life is too short to let someone else fill it with bullshit"

When you were created, traced out in gold and made of stardust, there was a light. It spoke to you the virtues of being a woman, which, was apparently what you are called. A woman, beautifully created to care for God's creation called man. In return man would lead you, nuture and provide for you. You did not know pain, you did not know lust, or love. You were told that your very being, would bring your husband the contentment he was missing.

Oh how very wrong you had been told.

Yes, your husband, the first man created, Adam, did indeed provide for you. A big personality your husband has, however, it was never directed toward you. He bites back at your attempts to get closer. Leaving you with open wounds for you to lick, never fully healing as the scar is ripped off by your unending reaches.

His words stung.

"Just piss off, you're not helping"

"I really don't care."

"How about instead of wasting both our time with a bunch of shit, you go waste your own hm?"

"You really can't do anything, can you?"

"Honestly, what makes you any better than the last two? Although I will say you are far more pathetic."

His actions hurt.

Shoving you aside, and sometimes you'd fall. (You didn't see how he'd turn to you with wide eyes before storming off)

Smacking items out of your hands when he felt you weren't doing something correctly, grumbling about he'd do it himself.

Walking in front of you, leaving you behind, grabbing you when he'd find you.

And you apologized every time.

Never did you cry to him.

You were made to bring happiness to one man, and you would be enough for him someday; Otherwise, how could you say you're worthy of Heaven's good graces? How could you call yourself Adam's wife?

Right now... however, your heart is shattering as you realize that maybe... Adam is unreachable. You messed up. Bad this time. When you tried to fix it, you had only messed up more. Now Adam always had a short temper with you, but, he had never yelled. Raised his voice and barked at you, never screaming. This was a new form of irritation from him that frightend you, to be on the recieving end of it....

You heart was racing, palms damp as your fingers twitch. You try not to breathe harshly, so as to not upset the man even more with the fact you lungs need air.

"I... I'm sorry-" "Yeah SORRY! You're ALWAYS sorry!" Adam yells, "It's the one thing I can actually expect you to do right."

You flinch, you don't know what else to say. You feel shame for letting your husband down once again.

"I never asked for you! You think your some kind of god given gift to me? HA more like a god given pain in my ass."

Don't cry don't cry don't cry

"You, out of all my wives, are by far the most fucking bothersome- maybe ever on this damn planet."

It's okay it's okay he doesn't actually-

"This is why I don't even try fucking you,"

....wha- he doesn't-

"-'t satisfy her husband? Which is pretty hard to mess up. Can't count on you to even carry a child. The one damn thing you as a woman are supposed to actually be able to-"

All breath leaves you. Tears, that had only been trickling, stream down your face from wide eyes. Your hands cover your trembling lips attempting to keep the whimpers clawing up your throat down.

It's quiet, just the fire crackling. Adam had cut himself off seeing your frail state.

That was too far.

Adam feels his chest tighten at your grief stricken expression. Glossy eyes holding shame, and betrayal. He can hearing your staggered breathing and sniffles, choking on your own sobs.

He takes a step forward, and you shrink into yourself, frown deepening. So he freezes, unsure of what to do.

"I'm so- sorry." You sob out, looking down before your dart out of your stone made home. Leaving Adam to stare where you had been standing. ....fuck.

Your blurry vision takes moments to adjust to the darkness shrouding the land. The night breeze pricks at your exposed skin, chilling the wet trails on your cheeks. You sit at the bay of a small river, the clear water reflecting the moonlight beaming above you.

It was a beautiful night you could not bring yourself to admire.

Just another thing you can't do.

Your resolve, your heart, felt like it was finally crumbling. The abuse you've endured felt as if it all had been for nothing.

I'm not good enough.

Would you ever be? Would it ever be possible for you to be the wife you were made to be? The wife that Adam would need?

I'm not good enough.

You had done everything you could to earn his affections. But...

"I'm not good enough." You say, your hands together in a prayer, you continue, whispering to your father, "My Father thou art in Heaven, I'm sorry, I'm not good enough. I can't do any better, this is it. I've been here for some time, and I haven't- I have failed you Father. I have failed Adam as well. No apology will make up for the disgrace I am. I'm not a good wife, and I will never be a mother-"

You sob, cutting yourself off.

There had been a few times where Adam and you had sex, merely to try for a baby. Each time, you relished in the feeling of your husband's touch. Enjoying his skin on yours even if it was just his hands and him thrusting behind you. So much so, you never felt irritated when you didn't finish, happy to know he did.

When you never became pregnant, it remained an unspoken fact between you two and God, children were not in the stars. Your relationship suffered further for this.

How badly you wanted to be a mother. To have a baby to love and care for outside of Adam. Watch them grow, to replace the pain that dwelled in your heart. To raise them, to make up for the failure of your existence.

"There must be better. Better for Adam. Please, he deserves better- he does. Someo-one who can give him children, someone who can tend to him, love him better than I ever could."

You pray, you pray for Adam with your whole heart and soul. With your tears, with your shame, guilt. Just as you had before, to be better.

You cease your pleads, quieting your cries, when you hear footsteps to your left. You gaze at the darkness for a moment, when Adam steps through you turn your head back down. He stands away from you, though you don't know if he's even looking at you. "Let's go home." He speaks flatly.

Truth was, you didn't want to home yet, but, you close your eyes taking a hiccuped breath as you stand. Stepping where you assume Adam had began walking. Only to find his feet still planted on the grass. Adam watches as you stumble to take a step back, eyes going up to his in surprise then falling back to the ground.

He watches your hands fiddle together. Sees your shoulders tense, when was the last time she wasn't, asshole. He turns around, ashamed walking towards home as you follow.

You weren't the same after that night. It looked as though your day to day life you were just waiting. Going through the motions, your chores and responsibilties, without care. No more smiles, no more offers to help, no more little chips in of conversation. No more you.

Adam, begrudgingly, attempted to gain reactions from you.

He knows what he said was dickish but really?

He brought back some flowers from his outing, to which you accepted with a light "Thank you." Did you like them? Did you even like flowers at all? Of course you did that would be in character. What was her favorite then? Adam brought back a wild pig that would feed you both for a week. Instead of your usual commending words as you clap your hands in thank, you just started a fire to burn down to hot coals for cooking.

The only hint of emotion he got from you was one time, and it made his chest ache.

He had gathered enough animal skin and yucca plant to make you a new top. (He noticed your other had rips you had been repairing.)

When he presented it to you, you commented on his craftmenship. When he stated it was for you, however, he watched as your eyes widened. "For me?" You asked him, breathily, cheeks coloring a bit. "...Yeah." Adam responded, "So put it on, that one looks worn." He places it in your lap where you sit.

Picking it up you rub your thumbs along the cloth. You take off your top, revealing your soft breasts. It's smooth, insolated, straps that tie around your neck. Beads docorate along the v-neck line. It's a bit more... showy than what you'd normally wear, but it's beautiful all the same. "Thank-" You gasp.

Adam has your front to the ground as you leans over back. You feel his breath on your neck when his chest meets your skin. You stare off blankly, willing your body to cooporate for his use. Adam runs his tongue along your neck to your ear, sucking underneath. Calloused hands wrap around you, pulling you closer. That wasn't part of the routine.

His hips grind against yours, hands groping the curves of your body. He hums against you, "Come on baby," he says, "give me something." Almost begging, he freezes, breathing shakey.

He trails his nose down your spine, eyes closed, he meets the material of your top. Adam takes a deep breath, then brings you back to sit up. He moves his body from your own, at first, you feel that dread of guilt creep in your heart and up your throat. Had you not been good enough once again? You don't notice when he comes back, crouching behind you, until he grasps you long hair.

Gently he moves your locks, weaving them into a long braid you realize. What you don't know, is he had placed the flowers he'd brought you through the braid. He ties the end with one of your yucca cords, then puts it over your shoulder revealing the floral to you.

For the first time, you feel something from Adam. Something close to an apology. Something like care. It was the first action from him that wasn't out of necessity.

Trailing the braid and flowers with your finger tips, you look over your shoulder, "Thank you." You tell him, a small smile gracing your lips.

Things were different in your life with Adam. It had started subtle. Bringing you gifts when he went out, asked you to come with him for simple chores, and he'd bring flowers and feathers for your hair every morning.

Eventually more personal things began.

Adam would try to ask you about your days. He even comes out to your garden you tend to, inquiring about the plants that feed you two. He sleeps next to you, not quite together, but, he's there. You didn't know that he had awoke to your soft cries at night on more than one ocasion.

Adam kicks himself for ignoring you those nights

Not the sweetest with his words, but compliments you his own way.

"That wasn't too bad" "No no, I-I like it." "Sounds like you had a good day." "Tits look perky today." "Smells nice in here."

Through your caution, wet heart still healing, you could feel, and see, Adam's effort. It felt wonderful. There was one thing. Adam had not touched you since he had given you your new top some time ago.

With your feelings for him resurfacing, that familiar yearning for Adam creeped back up on you. You wanted your husband in every way. You think of this as you lay on your sleep cloths. He was so close, yet it felt like he was far away. Facing away from you. Your thoughts consumed you, keeping you from acting on your desires. If he wanted to touch you, he would have right?

You sigh quietly, but not quiet enough. "What?" Adam speaks, you jump a bit. "What's wrong with you?" He tries again when you stay silient. Panicking slightly, you come up with a quick excuse. "The weather is getting colder again," you explain, "I just thought the embers would last a bit longer." "I told you to put that extra wood on there, stubborn woman."

Adam sit up, stretching to grab the log pieces he had cut for the cooler nights. When he looks over to you he spots another cover behind you. Must've pushed it aside on accident. Without delay he leans over you to cover you with it, then arms wrap around his waist.

Adam tenses at the touch, looking down to find your gaze, even through the dark. Your hands push on his back lightly, "Hold me." You whisper, "Please... please." He gives in to your pleads, laying on his side to grab you, rolling you both to where he lays on his back with you on his chest. Bare skin warming the other's. You move your covers to over the both of you, Adam takes over, bringing them to your chin.

The man feels you sigh, soft body molding into his chiseled one, tension leaving your muscles. This is how it should've always been. Right here, he promises, this is how it will always be. You were more than just a replacement, you are his wife now. Adam had forgotten what being your husband meant. He'll spend everyday with you fulfilling the duties he neglected. Everyday, he'll remind you how beautiful you truly are. Every night, he'll worship your body and soul, holding you close.

He will do everything, knowing you will do the same.

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.

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Winter had been harsh, cold days and night with some blizzards mixed in. It was beginning to get warmer, however, so you worried not over the low supply of food in your home. It had carried both you and Adam all winter, along with Adam's successful stored hunts, keeping enough fat on your bodies to hold heat. You had already spread out your stored seeds to begin their process of growth.

Other than that, you hadn't felt up to much else. For quite some time, since the snow and ice started melting, you had felt sluggish. The thought of eating anymore berries had your body tensing, feeling of dizziness taking over you.

Not only that, but winter weight had really taken to you this year. Your belly extended and hips expanded. Adam had noticed as well, he told you your widen hips just meant "more fun" for him, calling your pudgy belly and swelled breasts sensuous. If he was happy with it, then you found no harm in the change.

But the growing aches and pains worried you both. Something was different, it didn't feel bad, it didn't feel nice, but, it felt natural.

You were carrying some wood back with Adam, you would have to lay it by the fire to dry. You had plenty of dry wood still, but your husband insisted on gathering more to begin drying. Which you were fine with, after the promise of herbal tea and a foot rub waiting for you once you reach home.

It was all going well, until you felt something strange... Like your insides were moving or being moved. Something was moving in you?! You squeak in distress, dropping the wood in your arms you lean on a tree for support. Adam, immediately at you side, brushing your fallen hair back. "Hey," he says, cupping your jaw with both hands, "what's wrong? Talk to me baby." You breathe, pushing a hand on your lower stomach, where you freeze. You swear, you felt another pulse, it beats with your own. A warmth takes over your entire being. Starting at the source.

"I'm having a baby." You say without thought.

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Yan!Uppermoon HCs (pt. 1)

characters: kokushibou, douma, & akaza

KOKUSHIBO

Kokushibo already scares with his appearance, height, and strength. As a yandere, he tends to use that to his advantage. It seems to be the only effective way to get your attention so you don’t escape.

He does love you, but if you keep trying to escape, he won’t hesitate to put you in your place. No matter the cost.

Kokushibo is extremely hard to escape from. He has a high IQ and intelligence. Not to mention, he’s Uppermoon One. Any plan you have, he’s already 17 steps ahead.

He does not respond to begging, so you can’t beg your way out of his grasp. Though, he does secretly find it….arousing. 👀

His punishments are extremely painful. It could be anything really. Cutting off your limbs, keeping your family hostage, or even leaving you to starve.

Nonetheless, Kokushibo is obsessed with you.

“Your attempts to leave me are pointless, but I like a challenge.”

DOUMA

Douma is more subtle about his obsession for you. While he does melt over you, he makes sure you know that you’re beneath him and should be practically worshipping him.

He loves you, that much is true. He won’t hesitate to eat your entire family and won’t feel bad if you cry.

He would provide be the easiest to escape from since he’s always so busy with his cult and his duties as an Uppermoon. He’d always make time for you though.

Begging? Priceless! It makes him laugh that you’re so desperate to resort to such pathetic matters! Of course he won’t let you go.

His punishments are….let’s say you won’t be able to walk for a month or two.

Douma doesn’t treat you like the rest of his followers. In fact, he demands his followers treat you like royalty. You’re just below him in the hierarchy of this cult.

“Ohoho! Keep begging! This is amusing!”

AKAZA

Out of these three, Akaza is the one who is most lenient. However, that depends on how loving you are toward him.

He’s not one to harm someone he loves but will go there if it comes to that. And trust me, you don’t want it to come to that.

Is Akaza downright crazy for you? Of course! He’s obsessed with you, but he’s much more gentle with you than the other Uppermoons would be.

The chances of you being able to escape from him is dependent entirely on how much he trusts you. If he trusts you, you may be able to escape. If he doesn’t, then you’ll lose any chances at going out at all, let alone escape.

Begging? Cute, but not gonna work. No exceptions. Unless ya’ll fucking.

Punishments are rare. Extremely rare. He composes his feelings around you so you don’t see him as an angry, abusive man.

Overall, he’s probably the most wholesome yandere in the Twelve Kizuki.

“People like you are what the world needs. You’re a delicate flower that needs to be protected.”

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Key:

- Red NSFW/18+ is smut and I don't want minors reading or interacting with that at all.

- Orange NSFW isn't smut but it has strong themes

- Orange SFW may have some anatomy/biology/suggestive type stuff in it but is otherwise SFW

- Green SFW is 100% SFW

- Pink = Other

WIP list:

- [Entry #1 ] Lucifer x Toriel-like reader - 'Adopted husband' [ SFW ]

- Angel x reader : nightmares [ SFW ]

- Lucifer, Vox, Velvette, Carmilla, Rosie, Angel, and Pentious x reader wearing their clothes [ SFW and NSFW mix ] + Alastor [ SFW ]

Multiple chara

Husk, Angel, and Alastor × dealbreaker reader [Part 1 ] [Part 2] [ SFW ]

Main Hazbin cast x reader with butterfly wings [ SFW ] | Part 2 - Wing care group hc/drabble [ SFW ]

Main cast x taking care of a sick reader [ SFW ] | Part 2 - Reader taking care of the main cast when they're sick [ SFW ]

Main Hazbin cast x Fallen Angel reader who wants to cut their wings off [ SFW ]

Main Hazbin cast + Rosie × caretaking/motherly Toriel-like reader [ SFW ]

Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk, Pentious, Alastor & Lucifer x a concerningly unstable, younger reader [ SFW ]

Vox, Husk, and Lucifer with a reader silencing them from ranting with a kiss [ SFW ]

WIPs

Huskerdust comic [ SFW ] (pushed back because I actually want to make it look good and it's taking a while to do)

'Falling Through The Cracks' Hazbin Hotel x human!reader (just a small concept atp)

Vox

Entry #1 : Voyeurism x reader hcs [ SFW - NSFW/18+ below cut ]

Entry #1.5 (multi-part fic based upon entry 1) :

Snap (part 1) - Deception [ NSFW/18+ ] Snap (part 2) - Honesty [ NSFW/18+ - no smut ]

Entry #2 : Various headcanons [ SFW ]

Entry #3 : top/bottom headcanons [ NSFW/18+ ]

Entry #4 : Anatomy headcanons [ SFW ]

Entry #5 : x unhinged reader [ SFW ]

Entry #6 : x former relative reader [ SFW ]

Entry #7 : Vox and Blackouts trope loose headcanons - more rambling [ SFW - NSFW/18+ ]

Entry #8 : Why So Blue? Vox x hacker/troll!reader [ SFW ] (oneshot version)

Why So Blue Fic Masterlist

Entry #9 : More Vox headcanons [ SFW - NSFW/18+ ]

Entry #10 : actually dating Vox - the bad and the slightly better [ NSFW ]

Entry #11 : Vox x a reader who's incredibly similar to him [ SFW ]

Entry #12 : - 'Really? Here?' Vox x reader smut [ NSFW ]

Entry #13 : Vox realising he has feelings for you [ SFW ]

Other:

Tech demon/ Vox-like demons hc [ SFW ]

Rosie

Entry #1 Small hurt/comfort drabble [ SFW ]

Entry #2 : Introducing fem!S/O to Alastor drabble [ SFW ]

Entry #3 : Eating Out reader hcs [ NSFW ]

Angel

Entry #1 : Safe And Sound If Only For Now x reader angsty hurt/comfort fic [ NSFW - no smut but strong themes ]

Entry #2 : Soft sex hcs [ NSFW/18+ ]

Husk

Entry #1 : x housekeeper!Reader hcs [ SFW ]

Lucifer

Dealbreaker / DB

OC and other worldbuilding stuff

Entry #1 : The Dealbreaking Demon concept art / OC [ SFW ]

Entry #2 : Dealbreaker lore / worldbuilding [ SFW ]

Entry #3 : Tech demons/Vox-like demons and why they don't seem to exist

Entry #4 : Proper character sheet for Atlas [ SFW ]

Other:

Mini comic - Alleyways [ SFW ]