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[asavt]

Once upon a time a small rat walked into my web...

[modulett]

I've decided that I'm no longer a coward and post this for no particular reason

[face464]

naked biscuts

[bleeding-seraphic]

Stupid soulmate string idea rattling in my head for a few weeks now Bonus points for gods being unable to see soulmate strings, so Narinder never sees his until he’s usurped

[maybmila]

PLEASE CAN I MAKE ART FOR UR AU

[sugarmage]

[bellringermal]

[thyrell]

[fendalan]

Way too funny not to share

[ms-demeanor]

[optimisticrunawaygalaxy]

[just-french-me-up]

this is a PSA for fic writers who haven't updated in a while :

there are fics out there I'm subscribed to that have gone double digit months without updating.

rest assured the moment those babies catapult an AO3 email my way i'm dropping from the face of the earth to sink my teeth into them

i'll wait, and so will your readers

[thegreendiamondart]

Eeeee get hit with expression doodles!!! Mostly drew lamb and narinder as it was kinda to get used to drawing them in my style and how they’d emote. Close ups on some of the faces i liked and some wip doodles too!!

[ebicthings]

I animated kallamar dying in a car crash

[dogiperson]

Someone will have a date at the vet clinic lol

[asavt]

The Lamb, Narinder, and their complicated... companionship.

pointing at the last drawing, in Leshy's voice They are so in love is sickening.

[aubeezz]

Somethings wrong with my car

Also suggestive ///

[minzart]

And that's how Leshy started pestering the Lamb for flowers diamonds dresses and suits until he finaly had the courage to ask Ermis hand-

[dogiperson]

They. U know.

Original:

[bamsara]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The Rehabilitation of Death

Chapter 17: Drunken Gods

On this day, The Lamb declares a holy day. For a wedding, for a feast, and for a festival to celebrate the grand harvest.

Despite his initial reservations (and after a particularly horrid nightmare) Narinder decides to attend, if just to please the Lamb well enough that they'd leave him well enough alone after. That's the only reason, surely.

With followers intoxicated, the cult becomes a ground of wild party, and Gods are not immune to the temptation of overindulgence.

There's music, fighting, flirting, more fighting. There are shenanigans all evening; including but not limited to: uncomfortable socialization, reminiscing on one's past, impulsive decisions of the close-proximity sort, hide-and-seek games, and sparring with drunken, uncontrollable bloodlust that may or may not lead to a near-mental snap with eldritch power when you remember something you weren't supposed to.

Read Tags/Notes for Warnings. Chapter Wordcount: 25,674

Happy Reading!

[bamsara]

very quick sketches i did while waiting for a game to download

[bluejey]

i like the boney cat guy

[aveloka-draws]

That guy ruined a couple of my runs get him kits