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Remember Kirbtober (2023) Day 30 Prompt? Yeah Me Neither…
Kirbtober Day 30: Dark / Wish
Happy Birthday to one of the funniest character in the Kirby franchise:
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#kirby#kirby fanart#meta knight#bandana waddle dee#bandana dee#king dedede#meta knight fanart#emo knight 🖤 🥀#animation#??? i think#Holy heck this took so long to finish#Well tbh I stopped working on it and decided to finish it when I realized it was Meta Knight’s Birthday#When I first read the prompt my first thought was “wouldn’t it be funny if it was Meta Knight wishing he was emo?”#Like any normal reaction to the prompt#And then this abomination happened#kirbtober#tw flashing#tw bright colors#Can you tell I’m slowly loosing my sanity?
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Look, if you're starving in a post-apocalyptic wasteland and suddenly someone is like 'oh I have tons of food and it just happens to be meat do you want some lol' you CANNOT act surprised when it's people. You simply CANNOT.
#no they just happened to stumble on a stockpile of beefaroni WRONG IT'S PEOPLE IDIOT#textual abominations#cannibalism
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deranged picnic
#obsessed with how this game manages to maintain a consistent utterly unhinged vibe for its entire runtime.#this scene is immediately followed by him receiving a letter from his girlfriend saying she's breaking up with him.#he gets the letter from an eldritch abomination in the form of his mentor's face on the body of dead dog as it turns into magic dust.#also his gf broke up with him because he wasn't returning any of her messages while he was being tortured in a dungeon for four years.#which is actually how he finds out it's been four years. he's been under the impression that it's been like. 2 weeks lol#the guy on the left is perfectly alive and monologuing the whole time.#and he happens to be the same guy that made clones of himself and went on a crusade to eat chunks of the protagonist's hair.#sighh..... crisis core my beloved........#(derogatory)#my art <3#ffvii#crisis core#oh god i forgot his scar. nobody look. don't look. you don't see shit.
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Levi has two hands
and they're both for cleaning all this mess because those two blond bitches are completely useless
#attack on titan#shingeki no kyojin#eruri#zevi#eruzevi#erwin smith#levi ackerman#zeke jaeger#I'm sorry for this abomination it'll happen again#cursed
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ummmmmmm guys this dungeons looking a little dark here..........................ummmm..... hello??? guys??
#quirinahdraws#darkest dungeon#darkest dungeon 2#IVE BEEN IN THE TRENCHES SO I NEED 2 POST MY EARLY APRIL DRAWINGS FROM WHEN I WAS (am) PLAYING THIS GAME TERMINALLY....#try to guess my favorite character (very difficult impossible /j)#notable moments include reynauld and dismas kicking the bucket in my first year to which i thought after the latter. ok at least theyre#together in death or watever. anyways i got a beyond the grave a week later with both of them and i could only revive one of them and my#first thought was wow! this would make great angst fodder! i should make a comic (and then i didnt)#but dismas is dead so i can never get the achievement but he basically carried me thru vvulf bc i didnt have any legend lvl frontliners and#i didnt know u could just sacrifice a hero to retreat. or that you had to destroy the bomb barrel HAHAHAHAH but we defeated vvulf SOMEHOW#sketchdump#digital#dd plague doctor#dd jester#dd shieldbreaker#dd arbalest#dd abomination#SORRY FOR YAOIFYING BIGBY THAT BADLY IDK WHAT HAPPENED...ETTO.......#my favorite builds are damage over time <3 number one blight buddy supporter#but marked for death r also my pookies....i just find marked builds a little awkward to use imo. but bh is like my blorbo#i find it funny drawing any of the charas bc i feel like i always draw characters a little too cutesy/colorful but its shrimpresting
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I'm one year older today, so I figured I gotta wrap a present or two~
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... Wait...
... I got it backwards, didn't I...
... I'm supposed to be... uhh... the one opening gifts today...
... Oh, how incredibly silly of me...
Welp, I'm sure Ramattra doesn't mind~
#Borb's Scribbles#Overwatch#Ramattra#Unholy Abomination#rest in pepperonis my blog's rating#fr tho my bday is the time of year when i allow myself to be completely unhinged and self indulgent in art#bc may as well treat myself right?#my victim this year is our poor ramram#and i just so happened to be in the mood for something more... extreme... this time#i doodle sin every once in a while#tho it's been YEARS since i made sin that i would deem “finished art”#this is the first one of those i'm actually proud of#and HOT DAMN I did not realize just how much power i have in my hands-#shit i may just have to draw polished sin more often#because if i don't draw what i wanna see who will???#i have been disrespectfully staring at the other variants for way too long now-#...oh yeah did i mention there are rated e variants of this?#because OF COURSE there are#kinda wanna post them but tumblr would probably crucify me for showing robot schlong#welp ya'll just gonna have to live with that i guess lol#jk jk bear with me while i wrap my head around a website that allows this stuff to be posted-
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We all talk about how inquisition toned down the previous games ability to be chantry critical and all that, but can I bring up how inquisition minimized how dangerous the darkspawn are?
Those planks of wood or a single boulder over the hole aren't gonna do shit to keep em down. These things dig like a colony of ants. Two games ago we were told a gate made of multiple sealed steel doors would only keep em back for a decade at best.
But then again this game has absolutely zero stakes so why not.
#dragon age#I still laugh at vivienne going “abominations are inevitable” if you recruit the mages and then nothing happens ever#no companions turning on you if you cross a line‚ the only npcs that can perma-die get written out of the story even if you save them#and the only consequences of your choices are companion approval and epilogue slides#any exception you can think of is still the exception rather than the rule#oh yeah I was talking about darkspawn
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Okay, but seriously, I have a mighty need for a Yue Qingyuan who came out of the cave something less than human. CW for body horror of the "bit like OG form Zhuzhi Lang, but dragon instead of snake and at least one third sword and very, very painful" variety.
They broke his body and the failed bond shattered his meridians and when he was nothing but broken broken broken, locked in the dark with only his terror and Xuan Su for company
he forgot, for a while, that he was meant to be human.
He was pain and regret and more pain and it's not like he could see himself in the pitch black of the cave. Something bled all over the walls, the floor and even the ceiling, and it could very well have been that neither sword nor boy knew how much blood there was supposed to be in the human body and that was all. It would have been strange, but not the strangest thing to ever happen. If some of the marks on the stone looked too much like clawmarks, that was only a coincidence. Some luckily spaced sword slashes, his Shizun insisted when Mu shidi pointed them out the day they came to fetch him.
He eventually put himself back together, after all. Xiao Jiu was expecting his Qi-ge, not whatever the thing thrashing against the walls of the cave was. He sheathed Xuan Su - he didn't remember the heavy scabbard, carved bone and eerily warm to the touch, but the metal inlay matched the sword so surely it was already there. He just forgot about it. His Shizun stared at the bleached bone, his face going pale as a sheet, and ordered everyone not to touch it, as if it would bite anyone who was not Yue Qi.
Xiao Jiu was his reason, the center of his world, so he put himself together to be the best and warmest big brother his Xiao Jiu cold ever want - and he would never talk about the thing in the cave. When he let himself think too long on it he was certain that Yue Qi died in the dark and he's whatever beast of pain and guilt that hatched from his corpse.
He couldn't bear to tell Xiao Jiu that Qi-ge wasn't strong enough to survive, not even for his sake, so he said nothing. Continues to say nothing. Whatever betrayal Xiao Jiu imagines, it couldn't possibly measure up to the enormity of Qi-ge's failure.
It takes a small thing to unmake him, in the grand scheme of things. He is walking with Shen Qingqiu from the latest Peak Lord meeting when something strange tickles the back of his throat. The tiniest bit of suspicious pollen that escaped the Medicine Peak's greenhouse, maybe a whiff of some rare beast Liu Qingge dragged back to show off to his disciples.
It's the strangest sneeze he ever experienced, one that seems to upend the very world, and when he focuses his eyes again Shen Qingqiu is staring at him with a wild mixture of fascination, anger and terror. Only when he opens his maws to ask what startled the other when he realizes that the shell of Sect Leader Yue has unraveled to show the beast he became in the dark.
Xiao Jiu was never meant to see him like this, never meant to discover the beast under the shell, so he never bothered to fix this part of himself. As far as he can tell from a cursory glance (Xiao Jiu makes a noise of distress when the beast tries to turn his head to take stock of himself, so he immediately turns back in alarm) he looks mostly like a dragon, albeit one that someone tried to put through a round or three of lingchi, skin and scales and flesh peeling from where he rubbed it raw against the walls of the cave. Makes sense, he thinks. He hasn't seen it in years, but there is a dragon etched into Xuan Su's blade.
Remembering his sword, he looks around in alarm to locate it.
"It's right there." Xiao Jiu sounds unusually queasy as he gestures towards the beast's chest. He twists his long neck until he can see and oh, there it is, safe and snug, sheathed between his ribs. He breathes deep to feel his lungs expand against it, twists around to see if any movement would dislodge it or not, but it's safe there. It doesn't hurt one bit. It belongs there.
"Thank you, Xiao Jiu." It comes out a little garbled, but he brightens up to discover that he can still speak, right until the moment Xiao Jiu makes a hysterical hiccuping sound. He made that noise before, when a horse kicked his Qi-ge and he thought the hoof had caved his skull in.
"Don't speak. Please." After a moment of silence he rallies anew and swiftly strips off his outmost robe so he can throw it over the beast's head. "And don't you dare take that off!"
It smells like Xiao Jiu, so the beast that was once Qi-ge is content to stay where he is while Shen Jiu turns into a hurricane of action - he drags Mu shidi and his medics over, yells at the disciples until they clear out one of the isolated stone gardens for him, sends runners to Wan Jian and to every peak's library pavilions to see if they can dig up anything useful - and all the while he is bombarding Mu Qingfang with questions, having soon sussed out that their shidi knows something about this situation.
While Xiao Jiu rakes poor Mu shidi over the coals the beast sits placidly among the many senior medics, listening to the Qian Cao head disciple mumble under her breath while she notes down all their findings. So, he's not quite a dragon, after all. Some parts of him are still clearly Yue Qi. That thought makes him smile a little as he looks down at one of his hands, rubbing the dried blood off his shattered claws. He broke all of them, trying to get out of the cave, as well as most of his bones. He is absently aware that he is in agony, but he can't fully comprehend what that means right now, so it's fine. No reason to make the medics worry over it.
The head disciple makes a very interesting noise of disbelief when someone reports that some of his bones are actually swords, apparently. They are not sure what his guts are made of, but based on the sudden, alarmed sounding whispers it's probably nothing pleasant.
They let him take the robe off his head, but they have hastily covered all the surfaces where he might see his own reflection and some of them look decidedly green whenever they look at him directly, so he buries his face back in the soft fabric and lets his world narrow down to the scent of his Xiao Jiu.
He must have dozed off, because when he wakes up all the medics have left. It's only him in the garden and a tired looking Xiao Jiu. He sits up to show the other that he's aware and listening.
"Qi-ge, what have you done to yourself?" Xiao Jiu looks angry and hurt and all the things Yue Qi doesn't want him to be. "All these years. If only you had told me! Didn't I deserve to know?!"
Yue Qi hangs his head in shame. Opens his mouth, but swallows the well-worn 'sorry' down before it could escape from between his cracked teeth.
At long last Xiao Jiu sighs. Then slowly, bashfully, spreads his arms. "Aren't you going to comfort me? I'm giving you permission, just this once. Come down here and hug me, Qi-ge."
Joy surges through Yue Qi and he collapses into Xiao Jiu's arms before he can think twice about it and he's back, he's as human again as he will ever be, two arms, two legs and two eyes brimming with tears as he clutches his Xiao Jiu.
Xuan Su clatters to the ground and Xiao Jiu clutches him right back, long nails hooking into his back like they never want to let him go. "Don't you dare scare me like that ever again! Stupid Qi-ge."
Yue Qi can't promise the impossible, can't bear to lie to his Xiao Jiu. But he murmurs the promise that he will try his best into the silk of Xiao Jiu's robes and that has to be good enough for now.
"We will work on it, together," Xiao Jiu orders indulgently and Yue Qi doesn't remember the last time he was this happy.
For the first time since the caves he feels that maybe the boy and the beast are the same thing after all. They have to be, to hold the same love.
#svsss#yue qingyuan#shen jiu#shen qingqiu#tc writes#I'm tempted to write a companion to this from SQQ's PoV#because YQY is /aware/ that he's fucked up but half his brain is a spiritual sword atm so his awareness is uuuh#he's just happy that apparently he's still Yue Qi tbh#he doesn't stop being a half-dragon-half-sword abomination btw#he would need to get therapy for that to happen and we all know there's no therapy in papapa land#but as long as Shen Jiu wants him to be human shaped then he will be human shaped#and they will slowly work on that ptsd anyway
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explaining mór and niall's divorce to a friend like, yeah they got divorced because they had differing opinions on infanticide, no the differing opinion wasn't whether or not to commit infanticide
#the question wasn't 'should we kill a baby?' it was 'can we really do that to declan?' for AT LEAST the first months of ronan's life#yeah niall joins the 'let ronan live bc he's just a baby' camp later#but declan was the only sucker in that camp for a while#like they didn't go with the 'we should kill the eldritch abomination we created with our own hubris' plan#because they didn't want to upset declan who loved ronan#not because baby murder is reprehensible#this is why i feel greywaren doesn't act as a niall redemption thing#bc if your REDEMPTION includes planning baby murder and only treating your son as well as you did because you were afraid of what would#happen if you didn't#i do not think that is redemption#like the new fenian is niall and he fully says 'yeah no we were freaked out about what would happen if /something like that/ felt wronged-#-so we excessively treated him like a part of the family'#i think the book can act as a 'niall explaination' but christ alive not a redemption#niall lynch#mór ó corra#ronan lynch#declan lynch#tdt#greywaren
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Speaking from a bad place, so bear with me. Has anyone thought about how being important or special to other people is based just on the people closest to you?
We regard strangers as people who are fairly irrelevant to us, because they have little to no impact to our life, and their lives and struggles won't generally touch us. In contrast, lives of people directly around us have a great impact on us, and they decide our relevancy. We give them roles in our lives, like friends, mentors, partners, lovers, caretakers, and in that regard they're special to us, irreplaceable. We also want to have an equally strong meaning in their life, to have a warm place in their heart and respect in their minds, as they do for us.
When people around us who hold great relevancy for us, also give us that same relevancy back, we feel important, we know we're special to them. That our role in their life shapes their experience, gives them gratitude and they've accepted us as someone they want and need around.
In contrast to that, when people in our life refuse to give us that same respect, warmth and relevancy, then we wonder what is wrong with us. What is missing so we can't be appreciated and regarded with the same love and respect that we show to them. Lack of mutuality makes us sink down with insecurity, self doubt and deep feeling that we're not enough, that we've done something wrong, not to deserve the same that we give to others.
And it also works out the same in isolation, if you have no one close to you, no one who has your well being in mind or cares for what becomes of you, it feels like you're important to no one, like you are not special whatsoever, even like you could be disposable if nobody cares at all.
But none of that is based on what's inside of us, who we are or how much love and good we are capable of giving and showing. It's nothing even related to our behaviour and actions, you could put anyone in these situations and results would be generally similar; person who is not experiencing reciprocity, or is left to fend for themselves alone, will lose the feeling that they're important or special in any way.
Isn't that weird? That we can end up judging our own worth based on nothing we did, or nothing we are, just based on how people around us are treating us, or whether we have anyone around us at all. In our essence we didn't change at all, it's just who is or isn't around, that determines our worth.
If we're put in a group of people who want to create bonds based on good things they see in us, we'll become able of seeing that good in ourselves. If we're surrounded by people who all feel the same as we do, act on the same moral code, readily reciprocate respect and warmth that we show to them, we won't feel like anything is wrong with us. We'll feel at home.
And since this is so intrinsic to being a person, to long for this and only feel relevant, safe and cared for in these circumstances, isn't it natural that we all deserve that? To be surrounded by people who make us feel like nothing is wrong with us, and like we're at home? Who help us focus on everything good in us, and give us no reasons to believe that we should be rejected or banished at all? Since abuse did the absolute opposite, and forced us to believe there's only reasons for abandonment, hatred and contempt, I believe being in the environment where people see many reasons to want us in their lives, would heal us.
#healing from abuse#abuse recovery#trauma recovery#emotional abuse recovery#abuse healing#i know i wrote this seemingly positive post but in reality i am so bitter#because i know people will sometimes see a reason to want me and often it's just opportunistic#because i'm trained to not make problems and to be pleasing and useful and whatnot#but even then#even then the fact that i was abused and have consequences of that in me will be enough#for them to back out and decide i'm not worth the effort#because to be close to me would mean to acknowledge abuse and that it's real and happening#and has massive consequences#and this is just too much for anyone to contemplate accepting#and it's easier to just back away and decide i'm an abomination or whatever#whatever they see in me is never enough to face difficult concepts of abuse and recovery#and i'm tired of being seen as a nuisance because of something i didn't do and i didn't cause#i had zero control over where i was born or what was done to me there#but it's a reason to abandon me#i don't know where my group of people is :(
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Happy early holiday, @hiromiikunn! Here's my gift for you as part of this year's secret santa hosted by @dcmkkaishinevents, and I hope you like it!
#dcmk#detective conan#magic kaito#kaishin#ksss22#kudo shinichi#kuroba kaito#at first i was planning to make a comic with all your 3 prompts but then life happened hagha 😭😭#i'm sorry i didn't really make it include tropes you like 😭😭#also i was trying to do something but the end result is kinda different than what i had in mind hgagzhzh#and uh kid changing his appearance to kaito midway is supposed to symbolizes identity reveal but idk if thay came through on its own 😭😭#also i was drawing so much hands on this i literally don't know what possessed me to do that#hands are my archenemy man#i kinda like kid's hand from the first panel so at least there's that??#really sorry for that abomination of hand on the last panel tho hagzhhz 😭😭😭#dee doing art
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abundance yanqing is very fun to think about but i’m kinda surprised i haven’t seen anyone bring up dan feng’s failed ritual as a potential creator here. like, as far as i remember, a draconic abomination was created as a result of dan feng fucking around to try to bring baiheng back as vidyadhara— with the help of an abundance emanator’s flesh that ended up turning blade into an abomination. idk. there’s other explanations to this, but it’s always made more sense to me that each ‘donor’ would have someone who dominantly resembled them— bailu appears similar to baiheng, dan heng to dan feng (obviously), and the unknown abundance emanator flesh?? thus, yanqing
#like idk it makes sense to me. baiheng&shuhu(?)&dan feng -> bailu. dan feng -> dan heng. baiheng&shuhu(?) -> yanqing(?)#the reason shuhu’s appearance hasn’t been revealed & why luocha & yanqing look similar is bc they all resemble each other#if yanqing dominantly looked like shuhu i think it’d also explain why jing yuan took him in#AND why the garden of recollection would get involved (six phased ice). idk.#this is also how vidyadhara yanqing would win LMAO dan feng accidentally made him so when trying to make baiheng vidyadhara#like if they made the draconic abomination as a result of abundance flesh & baiheng’s… blood presumably? why should she solely get a rebirth#yknow#& tbh i kinda think shuhu/luocha/yanqing r from a species not yet revealed or otherworldly or something#but i keep coming back to: what happened to the abundance emanator & their flesh?#honkai star rail#yanqing
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It’s okay you can say hi, just don’t get too close, Broomie has a mind of its own…
Ink belongs to comyet
Paperjam belongs to 7goodangel
#undertale au#utmv#ink sans#drink rockers#paperjam#broomie#yea so silly things happened in our rp and now ink has a tail but I made a version without the tail anyways I love him when he’s evil I want#him to hit me with broomie and tell me that I’m the only creation he would murder and throw into the void to never be seen again#I want evil ink to grab me by the neck and choke and tell me how much of an abomination I am and that error might be right after seeing the#way I think about him like I would let this man do anything to me I want him to do things to me I need him I want him I would do anything#for him#GRGRHRGHRHSBDTHTGRHGSGAHTGRHSGHAGRHRGRHABSGHRGTHAGDGR#IM SONJORMAL ABSOTUNINK#yea anyways don’t fuck with his little creation or he’ll make you wish you were dead#er er er#RAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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Yoki my beloved precious hellspawn
#how dare he be so well designed for a minor role#if anything happened to him I would have lost my mind#he is so sweet#my giant abominable turtle demon son#if they don’t bring him back ISTG#yoki kekkaishi#kekkaishi#my art#drawing#art#digital art#sketch#demon#monster
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Sometimes something puts me into my context as a queer born in the 80s and growing up in Section 28 England, and there's nothing else really to do except have a little cry about it.
“There’s a generation of queer people grieving for the childhood they never had,” Haigh says. “I think there’s a sense of nostalgia for something we never got, because we were so tormented. It feels close to grief. It dissipates, but it’s always there."
#queer#i was too small to know it was going on#and by the time i was old enough to understand it was too late#when i try to imagine a childhood without anti-queer and anti-trans violence as a cultural influence i just go totally numb and empty#like flipping a switch#you've all had a pandemic now right#imagine a pandemic that targets identity#imagine a pandemic that targets people like you#if you catch it you will die a slow and painful death and infect the people you love the most#and everyone else thinks that it's killing you because you are you#and 75% of the population thinks who you are is an abomination#and so no one cares that you're all dying#and then imagine that instead of it happening to you as an adult who can process that. it's happening to you as you develop a sense of self
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I have two different au storylines under TWSF au bc why keep it just to one... we'll just go into the one for this post.
First we have a sort of spin off of a Role Swap au. In this, the other bishops were about to imprison Narinder in the land of the dead when he suddenly disappeared.
Narinder wakes up in the clearing where his cult lead by Ratau used to be and he's now mortal/semi-mortal. He's doesn't know for a while whether this was his sibling's punishment for him or some other curse but either way, he wants his revenge on them.
Not long after he establishes his cult, he starts to get strange but comforting dreams that he doesn't remember and someone is leaving goods and relics in his path in the woods of Leshy's domain.
Ratau plays a little more active role in helping Narinder with the cult. He travels often since he is in charge of sustaining the cult. Trading for goods and convincing merchants to set up closer to the cult. When he is there, he helps keep things in order while Narinder is gone on crusade.
It's not until Narinder starts to remember parts of his dreams that he figures out who is helping.
Ratau's brother Ratoo plays a little bit of a different role here. Instead of being unaffiliated, he is the witness of life. He is one of the few who still worship a god long forgotten.
See Life was imprisoned before the fall of the first gods, but they are still able to watch the world from their pocket dimension prison and they are fascinated by Death, by Narinder. They could not stand the thought of him being imprisoned in one of the few places they cannot see or reach so they used what remnants of power they still have in order to rip him from the grasp of the other bishops; the side effect of this being his descension from godhood.
They make a deal with Ratoo for his heart in order to regain enough power to enter Narinder's dreams.
After Narinder starts remembering a their dream conversations, Lambren has Ratoo help more directly.
(Side note: I changed Ratoo's background a bit bc I love the idea of one worshipping death and the other life.)
Ratoo actually knows where the Lamb is imprisoned and has a way to enter and exit freely.
For Lambren's motives, mainly it's just their unhealthy obsession with him. They have vague hopes that he might free them, but does not hinge their help on any promise for Narinder to free them.
The god of life, Lambren, was actually locked away for good reason. I have not decided for sure if I'll go the same route with this story as the other one in this au, so for now, it can remain undecided.
This version has the added advantage of god Lamb holding little mortal Narinder in their palm and listening to his complaints or rambling to him about various things.
#cotl lamb#cult of the lamb#twsf au#role swap of sorts#lamb being all: this is my cranky lil guy isnt he so sweet and cute?#literally everyone else: that is a feral eldritch abomination...what is wrong with you#cotl narinder#cotl ratau#cotl ratoo#lamb is a feral bastard too they just happen to be chained down to an alter at the moment and unable to fulfill their cravings
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