#baalzebub

[uas-art]

3 doodles relating to Rami and their mastectomy

Baalzebub the rogue surgeon leaves Kallamar's temple from time to time to go out and consentally cut folks open.

He had his life saved after being chased down by predators once by an ageless gaint duck and once by an ageless giant squid.

He married the latter and owes multiple favors to the former.

Kudaai had to juggle his forge duties and keeping Rami from messing up their body after their mastectomy at the same time, but it was better than risking Rami preforming the surgery themself when he wasn't looking...

Temi, their eyes are a little farther up... 🙄

I realized while drawing this that Rami is the only lamb I can't draw without clothes because their junk isn't covered with wool anymore...

[lennyfishstudios]

starting off strong by reposting all my old cotl art. baalzeboob

[deqdlyowl]

Happy Valentine's Day!

[kata-the-bee]

[infernaloracle]

My brother's cat, Beelzebub, is an elusive creature like his Daddy before him. However, when I see this shadow creature on the prowl I get to joyfully shout things like "Hello Beelzebub, you're so handsome!" out loud and feel the joy of the demon himself in the not so far distance. There is also a hole in the drywall by my bed and sometimes Beelzebub Jr. (as I call him now) jumps through it onto my bed in the dead of night. Waffles is not pleased about this, but I like to think of it as my demonic best frenemy coming to say hey in the nighttime. I'll get a picture of this handsome beast of a cat eventually when he's not up to something nefarious. Which seems unlikely now that I've said it.

[thewitchoftheweed]

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

The ring reveals itself at long last, cradled in the Chalice of Everdreaming Wine. Kallamar scoops it out and examines it. The magic still clings to it, a strong and thrumming arcane hum. Some of these relics are better made than others; this once belonged to a god, not just a powerful mage or priest. An instinctual sense of distaste and unease prickles the back of his neck. The runes are familiar, and he knows just whose hand carved them: Dagan, a long-dead deity, whose butchery left Kallamar alone and terrified.

“I’ve found it,” Kallamar announces. The Lamb swims to his side. He presents the ring and explains, “Dagan created this; it’s an arcane shield, a very powerful one, even now.”

The Lamb takes the relic and examines it. “Don’t you think this is overkill? Three relics for Midas?”

“Vessels of greed are no laughing matter,” Kallamar says. Shamura managed to kill a few of them, but at best, their influence was muzzled for a few centuries. It’s clear that the Lamb hasn’t seen what someone like Midas is fully capable of; a young upstart like them must find it difficult to regard the starfish as a threat. “The more advantages you can give yourself, the better.”

[art-leeks]

Working on Artfight shiz

I present Baalzebub!

[blasphemous-mutt]

I don't interact with you enough, hello mutt.

Watching you stoned out of your mind the other day was very nice. It put a buzz in my wings :)

I feel like I should roll out the red carpet or something for you. I'll agree that we don't interact enough. I'm definitely interested in you though. Every time there's a fly in my room I can't help but think of you.

It's funny, I accidentally hot boxed a fruit fly that day and little buddy was so slow. :P

I've thought about leaving you offerings a couple times but Asmodeus is a little protective. I wouldn't say he's against it, but he doesn't like sharing my attention more than he already has to.