The Spaded Ace

I know I said I judged people who draw him skinny but I've seen the light. Skinny Ken is the only way. He's a god. Adonis. Perfection.

this is Tangle (it/its), a demon of Leviathan's sphere of influence with a penchant for electronics. Previously a tormentor working in the 6th and 7th layers, Tangle grew an affinity for electronics and restoration, and decided to retire to Earth to pursue its new interest. Fun facts! - It can tolerate temperatures that'd make most people cry, given some of their work in hell literally took places in a boiling blood lake - It speaks funny (think of the Wudwuds from MH:Wilds), but only because mortal languages trip it up because the curse of Babel doesn't apply in Hell - Probably four feet tall max. Like, an Argus Monitor on two legs sorta height. - LOVES scavenging for and repairing/restoring things like analog tvs, dvds, records, and vhs - Addicted to conch fritters. Ken doesn't mind making them as long as it supplies the conches.

Do it. He doesn't care.

My shiny bug man ^^

Javier, Bernadette's right hand man and loyal bartender at the Desiderium Night Club A gluttony demon of a different class than your standard litterbugs, this man's been tempting mortals to sin since the days of the Romans.

Based on a small drabble I wrote about one of Ken's jobs for Bernadette. Things get a little hairy when you're trying to catch and corner a stalker, and Ken, the poor man, got himself shot in the hand and blood all over his one good dress shirt. Thankfully, Bernadette was raised by morticians and knows a thing or two about first aid :P

At some point during an art stream I was co-hosting, Jason Marnocha and my friend Chris (who loves to do impressions) put on their Ken voices at the same times This is pretty much how it went

Something goofy purely for Jason's love of Grunkle Stan quotes

Nothing like getting scruffed by your current hyperfixation blorbo am I right guys

(his name is gonna be Javier and he's the bartender at Birdie's club)

TFW You're a Single Dad

Never trust your older brother to get you a present that isn't insulting in some way (Yes, it's a real apron)