Dead Men Cant Just Pick Up Where They Left Off, Said Gavin, Voice Soft.

“Dead men can’t just pick up where they left off,” said Gavin, voice soft.

“You did,” RK900 insisted. “In your own way, you did, Gavin.”

Gavin slotted his hands into the pockets of his bright red bomber jacket.

“Did I, Nines?” he asked.

ERIS// E// 11/ REED900

Workin on that booba meme 🍈🍈

“You’re in danger, Mister Reed,” Sitri narrowed his beautiful, forgiving gaze, and removed a spot of lint from his pressed, lilac shirt. His voice was music—orchestral, yet bored. “May I call you Gavin? I’m going to call you Gavin.”

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30475689/chapters/76823456

CHAPTER 5 OF FATA MORGANA IS LIVE 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

I LOVE THIS STORY WITH ALL MY HEART Y’ALL!! BLESS @16ruedelaverrerie FOR THEIR AMAZING WRITING!! I’m gonna go find a way to physically absorb this fic into my body

In the meantime, here’s an edited version of my art (The full image is very R18 and can’t be posted here)

Hello, it’s Camaro anon, just wanted to say that I’m loving your beautiful artwork in Fata Morgana and also super excited to see more of Asmodeus, your overwhelming talent blows me away as usual ❤️

THANK YOU ANON 💖💖💖

I’m forever grateful to anyone who reads my stories or looks at my art as I’m a shy cryptid who always struggles to work up the courage to post things

I love Fata Morgana and its author, Nat, immensely!!! Their writing is insanely good, and showering them with artwork was all I could do to thank them for sharing their wonderful fics. I hope they publish a book someday so I can buy no less than 12 copies

You can’t just tell us incubus!Gavin won Hell’s wet t shirt contest for a century straight and NOT show the champion in all his glory, how do we know he deserved that win if we are not given proof?????

(Alt text: spare tiddy sir, spare tiddy—)

Ask and ye shall receive, anon