After a drunken night they can hardly half remember, Lambert wakes up alone with a miserable headache, a destroyed room, a partially destroyed cult, and another assassination attempt from the God of Death who's battling an emotional crisis while they're currently battling the worst hangover of their life.
The damage in the morning becomes clearer, as well as its consequences. Narinder's emotional outburst leads to mixed signals, eating something without it rotting-much to the Lamb's delight-an encounter with a dog disciple who doesn't seem fond of the cat, and a promise of something valuable to the Lamb just to get them to eat something.
The Menticide Mushroom problem is fully known now, having almost taken a victim during the festivities prompting an investigation on who's smuggling the contraband into the cult. Leshy and his 'caretaker' are missing, and in an attempt to search for them, leads to another small discovery of consequences from the last night. A death is sensed, and pestilence is coming over the horizon.
Both Narinder and Lambert begin to act strange, think the other is the one acting strange, and maybe closeness is starting to become a little bit too common between them.
You should draw them absolutely seething at each other, but secretly wanting to make out, or do the exact opposite and have them be super flirtatious (in their own way) and really wanting to give the other.
it can be read either way I suppose
YESSS
https://archiveofourown.org/works/49892641/chapters/167537173
Narinder awakens to find The Lamb overcome with caring for their sick cult. The plague is unforgiving, and they realize that they'll need to take down Kallamar sooner than later if they plan to prevent any more unnecessary deaths, or face the potentially deadly consequences for over half the flock.
The crusade is a long one, a final journey before the Bishop's door. Narinder humors Lambert's investigative hypothesis on the crown and their issues of separation of power, and how both seemed to have gained strengthen since. The voice of Kallamar echoes from a statue adorned with gems.
Lambert vandalizes a completely different statue in the image of his brother, and learns what exactly is required in dowry for a marriage of a God.
They find Kallamar's treasury: a Ballroom, grandiose and magical. The hand of Death extends to the Lamb an offer. A dance, one that will lead to a very strange waltz, and many important, personal conversations. A dance that will lead to a heart-to-heart talk. Questioning, of one's important to another, and in what manner that might be.
They also almost drown. Keyword: Almost. (The nightmare himself finds the Lamb, and they find themselves confronted, both asleep and awake.)
(Ao3 links are not embedding for some reason)
Narific is such a good au name tbh 10/10 i saw it chuckled scrolled and had to come back up to say this. Its 10/10. Great. Amazing i love
Aww tysm!! :D
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Had fun with this lambswap!! Thank you @aveloka-draws for letting me steal your Nari!!!!
DO ART FOR YOU! π«΅
FUCK EVERYONE ELSE!!!
Seriously.
I'm so sick and weary of logging on here and seeing creators I adore, and people I don't even know alike, apologising for not uploading or basically begging for a break like they're not a human with needs.
You're literally a human being, with thoughts, feelings and emotions. You're not an art factory, you're not some positivity pump, you're nothing other than a genuine human being living a genuine life experience.
There should be, and realistically is, no shame in just fucking leaving if you want to. There's no contract you signed, there's no permit you bought or lease you hold. You're a person who decided to share their art with the world, FOR FREE, and garnered an audience of faceless people behind screens who enjoy that art because YOU wanted to make it and share it.
Let me be frank as best I can. You owe the internet nothing, you owe the world nothing and you owe yourself EVERYTHING. You are the only person who can live your life, you are the only person who can create the things you create and you are the only motherfucker that should matter to you when you create those things.
Art is supposed to be a wondrous joy that inspires the mind and indulges ideas that other creatures can't even comprehend. It's supposed to be a magical and fun fantasy land where anything is possible because you make it possible. It's not a 9-5 unless you make it one, so stop making your hobby a 9-5 unless you're getting paid for it, and even then put in limits because no job that you choose to do should end in you burnt out and wishing you'd never started in the first place.
Remember when we were all kids? When we all drew and wrote for fun simply because we could? We'd show people are shit and be like "Mama look!" and she'd clap her hands all proud. But she wasn't why you picked up that crayon, you just did it for you because you wanted to make some shit.
That's how it should be. That's how it is unless you let those fake ass numbers on a screen rule your life. It's all meaningless, the praise may be genuine but that doesn't mean you should spend your whole life running in circles and performing for an audience.
Be a human being! Be an artist! Fuck everyone else!
Just be yourself <3
It's pride month, you know what that means :)
Meow meow meow? Meow meow meow meow meow. Meow meow. Meow!
He is lost in the sauce.
sooo about lamb's clothes....
i knew for a while now that my lamb whould start wearing more than just a fleece after ascention and designing clothes is my absolute forever and ever favourite part of drawing so i finally can do it for my cotl auπ©π©π©. references and what went into the design (including lore stuff) are under the cut as always
the aestetic choices
they stop wearing the collar and always leave their neck open so the scar and subsequently the evidence of their immortality is always visible
i changes the red-and-white of the default fleece to red-and-gold cause it looks more regal and important and more suitable for a new god
i keep their silhouette feminine cause personal preference ahah. their dresses are mostly very light and loose because anything firmer probably feels awful on wool
i didn't do it justice cause frankly it's time consuming but imagine a lot of intricate embroidery there (because, again, a new god, they have the right and the want to be show-off-y)
the lore stuff (the crown and the symbols mainly)
i could go on longer but in a nutshell β even while being a vessel lamb already started rewriting history a bit. their cult consists exclusively of victims of old faith or reformed believers, so "oh guys we're actually worshiping one of the bishops" shit wouldn't really fly. so the cult if for The God of Death (not bishop mind you) so when narinder theoretically is freed he gets a new start as a deity, plus any mention of him was already erased by his siblings (that's my way of explaining why there's literally no narinder imagery anywhere in the cult, and crown doesn't count like narinder imagery)
when freeing narinder doesn't go as planned lamb continues with "this is not like the old faith guys" even harder. they started wearing the crown not in it's crown form, all of the crown imagery slowly disappeared, etc. they don't go by title of a god even, they're "The Promised Liberator of the lands of The Old Faith" or like just liberator or saviour or wtv
HOWEVER they still borrow a shitton from the old faith, even in aesthetics. the headpiece they turn the crown into? based on bishops' cross-like headpieces, but more horn-shaped (the eye of the crown can be seen only by those meaningfully touched by divinity, so, ratau, desciples, old faith siblings). all of the symbols they use in embroidery? also old faith
they're doing the same thing old faith did to the old gods. "they call their faith old but they're just a bunch of heretics". lamb is a heretic to the old faith, they make it seem like they're different but it's just a new coat of paint
important!! the desiphered meaning of the symbols belongs to @itislils2004. they did an insane amount of work putting together cotl lore, i highly recommend going through the google doc in their pinned post, it's a wonderful read (and a wonderful watch, their art is amazing)
More doodles of these two because I've finished reading up to chapter 17 in The Rehabilitation of Death by BamSara and I'm fiending for more interactions (last slide is a wip, "your death is mine and mine alone, you will not dare die to another" weird way to propose but ok)
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