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#Teeth in the Darkness
awful-little-goose · 1 month
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I may be…plotting >:}
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Shamura Does NOT approve
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megsiepoo · 2 months
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Been wanting to draw the fox
Have a little rat panic too. As a treat
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lemonteeths · 4 months
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love penitence mode. the Lamb themself burns through more food than the entire rest of the flock combined
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fruityvermint · 3 months
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Even after my many months of culting the lamb, I can NOT sacrifice Ratau. In general, in games, I'm very soft, but in cotl, I do get more silly with it. I've sacrificed a couple of followers, and I find talisman very precious to me. I have all but one shard.
Ratau is the first in the game that guides you. And he's certainly much easier to contact than Narinder. He teaches us how to play knucklebones, and it's not too wild to assume he even goes easy on us at times. He's expresses pride in us and a kindness that's nowhere else in the game. Even if you do sacrifice him, his words come off as more concern for You. He's not angry at you or scornful but rather worried. I am just physically incapable of harming someone who is so truly a friend of the lamb.
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midnightanxietytm · 6 days
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Panem nostrum quotidianum
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a/n: It's so criminal that there aren't many Fox X Lamb fics, apparently they don't even have a ship name? I still propose LambTeeth anyway.
Summary: The Fox's grin never wavers, but neither does the Lamb’s as they deny his last request with a simple; “Ratau is off-limits, ask something else or we're done with deals.”
He hums thoughtfully, although with the size of his grin, it could be a mock, but they don’t particularly care. “Very well then, Little Lamb… How about a bite of you? Surely godly flesh will keep me well fed for a long time.”
Warnings: Cannibalism, mentions of sacrifice, violence.
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Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie
The hooded figure that stands in the still waters of Smugglers Sanctuary fascinates the Lamb.
Twice already, they had fed him with the flesh of a kin, what a happy coincidence it was they raised their followers to eat and be eaten.
The Fox's grin never wavers, but neither does the Lamb’s as they deny his last request with a simple; “Ratau is off-limits, ask something else or we're done with deals.”
He hums thoughtfully, although with the size of his grin, it could be a mock, but they don’t particularly care. “Very well then, Little Lamb… How about a bite of you? Surely godly flesh will keep me well fed for a long time.”
The Infant God's expression remains calm as they mull things over; foxes are tricky things… “I can give you one of my legs, or one of my arms, only one.” They say finally.
The fox seems delighted, eyes glinting against the night sky. He floats toward the pier and finally stands on it. He feels real for the first time the Lamb met him, and they wonder if they should start to regret their choices.
The Fox's teeth are pearly white against his dark robes and shadowy figure; “A leg then, your right one.” He looks ready to pounce on them and claim the deal, but Lamb raises a hand to stop him.
“Sacred meals are reserved for sacred places, and sacred days.” They say, and the fox tilts their head in amusement. “On the next full moon, come to my temple, I’ll give you a meal fit for a god.”
The Lamb leaves, and the Fox can barely contain his hunger.
The full moon couldn’t come soon enough.
Before emerging from the shadows, The Fox takes in the temple; a table was set with candles in the middle of the polished stone floor, illuminated by a few candles and the moonlight that poured in from the stained glass window above the altar. A throne was positioned at the head of the table, and as he watched, the Lamb finally entered through the main doors, closed it behind them, and calmly sat on it.
The moonlight cast a halo above their head, illuminating their horns and the red crown in a fascinating way…
“Have you done enough watching?” Asked the Lamb with a smile.
The Fox grinned as they finally emerged. “I don’t think I ever will… You’re quite fascinating to watch, Little Lamb.” They hummed in response, leaning back against their throne with a smile and hooded eyes, as if the entire situation was delightful to them. “How is your flock? Do they worry for you? Do they know you’re about to feed teeth in the darkness?”
When the Lamb laughs, the bell around their neck jingles softly; “You always make such strange questions, why would I let my flock know of our deals, when they are such private things?” They stand up with a smile and gesture at him to come closer. “Come, claim your side of our bargain.”
The fox does approach, the daring little Lamb even takes his hand, and leads him to sit at the throne, before sitting on the table themselves, right in front of him, legs spread for his easy access. “You do think of everything, don’t you, little Lamb?” He muses, running a clawed hand up their right thigh, the soft flesh makes his mouth water, their wool practically doesn’t reach their upper thigh, giving him a clean and delicious area to sink his teeth into. “I hope you don’t mind, as I've told you before, I’m a messy eater.” He says, before holding them by their calf, and pulling their leg towards him.
The sudden act makes the Lamb fall back, now laid on the table, but they only laugh in amusement, the sound mixing with the sound of their little bell. “Don’t swallow it all at once!” They say in a sing-song voice.
As The Fox finally sinks his teeth into their upper thigh he thinks he struck gold; the godly flesh gives in under his teeth, blood already flowing into his mouth and inebriating his senses. He had eaten the flesh of gods before, centuries ago, but it being givens so willingly somehow makes it taste a thousand times better.
He tears his first piece, dark red staining his fur, dripping onto the table and floor. He can already see a bit of bone on the lamb’s leg. He chews the flesh, savoring it as he watches the Lamb’s body twitch softly.
The Lamb knows the blood loss alone will eventually kill them, but they fight to stay conscious for as long they can. The pain is excruciating, but somehow they also barely feel it, like their mind knows there should be pain, a lot of it, but none comes, so all it does is twitch and tingle, like the constant prick of needles. It’s different from the cuts and bruises they got when getting hurt on crusades, those they didn’t feel at all. This is deliberate, as if their body wants to feel the pain, but can’t
The Lamb’s conscience comes and goes, and they gasp and shiver as The Fox takes a second tear; his teeth sink, then he pulls his head back, their skin ripped apart so easily.
Time passes, although neither of them can tell exactly how much. By the time The Fox leans back on the throne, having left nothing but bones and tendons of the Lamb’s leg, the sun is close to rising, and he must return to his shadows.
The Lamb Is unconscious, and the Fox watches in veiled fascination as their leg starts to magically regenerate, muscles and tendons growing and connecting, skin stretching to cover them slowly. If he wasn’t so full, his mouth would have watered all over from the prospect of an infinite meal. The Fox thinks they might have found a new addiction.
Once their leg was almost fully regenerated, The Fox noticed their eyes fluttering, he leaned back and watched as the infant god rose and sat up on the table. “Satisfied?” They ask with a grin.
Now with a full stomach, His lust replaced the hunger. “Very, Little lamb…” He took the promised talisman from his sleeve and placed it on the Lamb’s hand. “I have no more deals for you, but perhaps, the next time you peer into the darkness, we can satisfy another kind of hunger…”
The Lamb bleated out a laugh. “Hm, we’ll see, Fox.”
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a/n: mfw I was satisfied with eating a rat but ended up eating a god instead and it ended up being really homoerotic.
Hope you guys like this one, took a break from narilamb to explore some other ships and there's nothing better to start then some good old cannibalism. Expect more lambteeth in the future.
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nayialovecat · 10 months
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Day 4 - Envy
When someone who is considered a terrifying, fearsome demon is disgusted because of you, know that you're doing something wrong…
In fact, the most jealous character in Cult of the Wrath is Wrath themself - who can't stand that Sozo is friends with someone other than Wrath. But I didn't want to repeat the character, so I chose a second one who committed the grave sin of envy. It's a good thing that Ratau wears green - I can't imagine any other colour for envy. Time for spoilers!
Long, long before the Lamb, Narinder chose Ratoo as his vessel, and he took his role with due dedication and was a really good leader. Ratoo had one flaw: an irritating little brother who was always overshadowed by his older brother - and now he was overshadowed even more. And in the end he couldn't bear it anymore… Yes. Many Ratau fans may hate me now - but in my AU Ratau has his issues and is not an innocent being. Of course, with time, he become wiser, he changed, regretted his actions, but… what he did, he did, what happened, was happened.
A fun fact you may have noticed or not: Ratau is totaly drunk here. According to the Cult of the Wrath storyline, Ratau challenged his big brother to a drinking match (which he won - the only thing he always had an advantage over his brother was a strong head) just to gouge out brother's eye. The eye of someone whose blood runs through Ratau veins (i.e. his or his family member) was part of the deal with the Fox. In the story, the scene drawn here looks a bit different - a bit more words are said, which is summed up by the comment of a slightly amused Fox, which said: "I'll tell you something, Ratau, I'll tell you, because you're completely drunk and you have no right to be offended… You are the biggest bastard I've dealt with in the last hundred years. You're a greedy little pest who hardly deserves to live, and oh, I cannot wait for our next meeting and final deal. But we'll talk about that when you're sober."
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thewingedgoat · 1 year
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Finally Made an animation
It's the backstory for my 'the fox' from cotl
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bowbow-the-clown · 1 year
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… 𝕱𝖔𝖝 … .. 𝕺𝖗 .. . 𝕿𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 .
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Uber eats! :D
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ex0skeletal-undead · 24 days
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The Scream, oil on canvas by Gnevol
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sloppjockey · 12 days
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VLP. gouache watercolor painting from 2017
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steinntroll · 10 months
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Beast of Darkness art doll
Both sold
Beast of Darkness is a character from Berserk manga.
Resin, fabric fur, wire+plastic armature, primer, acrylic paint, varnish. Posable neck has plastic ball-and-socket armature inside and can be posed. Tail is also posable and has wire armature inside. Legs contain wire armature inside, so you can carefully and slightly move it to find perfect balance if you keep the doll on uneven surface. 
Size: 26 cm tall and 49 cm length
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in-herbones · 29 days
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My new teeth pieces. Craved, cast, polished and set to leather all by hand 🦷
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midnightanxietytm · 7 days
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Already cooking up another banger, I fear. Taking a short little break from narilamb to explore some other, equally fucked up and cool, ships.
Also the fox x lamb ship needs a ship name, i couldn't find one for the death of me, so Im suggesting LambTeeth
Also also Teeth in the Darkness is like the coolest alias ever, right? Can we all agree on that?.
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