#Cult of the lamb au

[asmodeauxx]

We’ve Missed You, Baphael!

[gluedwithgold]

Sketched some concepts for Fawn's base weapons in the game style. The hammer is their signature weapon but the claws are my personal favorite!

And the sword is fern because sword ferns I am so funny

Lamb gets a gun, Fawn gets a chainsaw, Goat probably has a bazooka

[sillybonks]

I NEED A CULT OF THE LAMB SELF-AWARE AU AND I NEED IT NOOOOOOOOW

[eppet]

Lambs in royal wear, wanted to draw armor that’s all, zero lore just lambs living the olden English days fashion

[cconfusedkat]

For another few decent weeks, I had been thinking abt Wilt's bishops,, and how I wanted them to look. Soooo over the past week, as well as pmv planning, I came up with a few things for the rest of the four :>ccc

This would be pre-betrayal, way before Wilt killed their siblings rather than,, just injuring them! No good deed! Ouch

Wilt had slowly become a spider everyone learned to fear by instinct. They had more members in their war cult compared to the other four—speeeaaaaking of cults, the only cult that didn't exist in Goat's world is the death cult! Instead, the purple crown of wisdom was given to Thanatos (a.k.a Narinder , puprinder if you will :>c for months i wanted to make a german spitz lol-)

Nowwww obligatory warning image ；

Hi! Hi. We good. Are we good now. Are you still okay with suicide and graphic death details . Let's continue 🎊

Their deaths were erased off the og two images up- but yeah, instead of leaving the four with injuries, they went with the full kill option,,, attempting to prove their worth as a god of war? Which? They SHOULDNT have since being a god AND monarch was already plentiful for them???? But hey i guess thats just how mental illness operates and passes down onto you

Ive yet to draw a proper thing for how thanatos. like. Laid there on his wooden bed with a carved skull. That was when i kept him as a cat but i changed my mind two days ago, and, well, here we are- hes a dog now-

Im about 50 seconds into the pmv so i dont have All the things i want to share from my brain! However without spoiling too much-

Wilt clearly did regret murdering their siblings after a while in Purgatory. This isnt them in Purgatory to clarify, as purgatory is a bright & neon orange and full of clouds,, plus we're missing the chain in the head if thats the case ^v^;;

Thanatos was the last planned one to die. Wilt was angry at how long he hid from them, and thanatos ... thanatos didnt know what else to do , especially considering he had a status to mantain and it was rather foolish of him to continue hiding.

Hours before Wilt would arrive to Thanato's palace, thanatos told his guards about framing wilt for murder. The guards looked at him like a crazed man (which, to be fair, he had a right to be going crazy cuz his siblings werent just dead but the other important gods were dying alongside,, he didnt wanna die under the wrath of the god of war. That'd make him look even more foolish than he already saw himself as)

Wilt busted down Thanato's door in his bedroom. Every other room in the palace of his was empty. They opened the curtains to only find his body laying flat—diagonally—on the wooden bed, his bishop clothes still on with a carved off head. His whole skull was visible and still had some blood left on the sockets and bone.

^ Forgot to mention, Wilt wasn't just freaked out at Thanato's still body on the bed. They freaked out because his "ichor" was red. Gods had black, blue, or golden ichor: mortals had just red blood. Wilt realized Thanatos felt every single second of pain from his own suicide.

Causing a panic response in Wilt as planned, they fell to their knees only crying more ichor,, Thanato's guards captured Wilt. It wasn't likely of them to go down without a fight. Areem, one of Thanto's main guards, knew this about Wilt; he prepared a step further, secretly being all the way on the top of the bed, plunging his sword into Wilt's head to go down through their whole body

UMMM. SO. That was what sent Wilt to Purgatory, can also be be referred to as The Above- Areem was the one to then guard Wilt usually in Purgatory. He gave them a change of robes, just not the ones they Actually wanted (the dark gray-purple robes with the gray-purple shall) WHIIIICH EXPLAINS THIS IMAGE FROM OCTOBER

Currently not too sure on what else to mention about these bishops! I did switch the evil's around, though :o) another little fact about Wilt is that their other four legs were cut off so that's why in Purgatory + Follower form they have two legs rather than their original spider form pre-betrayal.

I do wanna add that their actions are inexcusable so ,, even as a follower in goat's cult they're still like. Pretty rude and blunt. Sometimes it's on purpose, but lesser times its not on purpose. I like to believe they grew desensitized to death over time as well as lacking empathy due to social isolation for three millenia, so that explains their behavior much better rather than excusing it? They are the villain of their own history so- lmao-

The goat genocide happened simultaneously before and after Wilt's death! It took three millenia to eradicate all the goat's left of the warlands, perfect timing for Goat & Ram to die ++ showing up in Wilt's realm (which was another perfect convenience for two siblings to appear, since Thanatos died long ago and his wisdom crown was inactive,, the only crowns Wilt had access to were the crown of famine & the crown of wisdom! (Another thing that explained their changed title after giving goat & ram the crowns of war++wisdom, the god of fear and famine)

ER OK YEAH THAT MIGHT BE ALL I HAVE TO SHARE FOR NOW!! YAYYYYYY I just gotta continue working on the pmv :-3cc

[xavviluin05]

Cultsona: The Episode of Cult Formation

*The artwork serves as an attention-grabbing illustration, and the events depicted in it take place after this episode

So, the little bunny resurrected and survived her first assassination attempt. But she was still alone in the abandoned camp of the former prophet, facing a daunting task—the formation of an entire cult. How did she manage to achieve what she has now?

The little bunny, to be honest, had no idea how to create a cult. She couldn't fight, which meant she couldn’t save the innocent, and she was wary of making enemies at this stage. Her eloquence wasn’t her strong suit either; she didn’t think she had what it took to persuade or pressure others effectively.

So, in the first months of her second life, she focused on simpler, more tangible problems that she could handle. The cultist cleaned and repaired the camp, revived the local garden, searched for valuable items, and moved them to safer locations.

Narinder, for now, made no comment on the fact that his disciple had yet to establish a cult and was limiting herself to small sacrifices of food and animals.

The cultist, however, realized that since she was no fighter, she should at least work on improving her magic skills. She spent her time studying the Red Crown’s book and a few others. Through this, she discovered that she could create various weapons and tools.

Unfortunately, many spells were only accessible when in direct contact with the book, which wasn’t very convenient in case of potential combat.

And so, she lived her life little by little. Occasionally, travelers stumbled upon her camp, and she would offer them food and shelter.

Some of the travelers who came to the Valley of the Lamb decided to settle there. She still had no idea where to start, so she didn’t even try to talk to them about Narinder. Instead, she simply offered them food, shelter, and a bit of leisure—conversations about life and comforting those in need of solace.

At the same time, she didn’t hide the fact that she had her own faith; this was common knowledge. She performed various rituals and meditations, but always in solitude.

Over time, some of the followers began to join her voluntarily, helping out here and there. They felt a bit awkward being provided for without being asked for anything in return. A little help and companionship seemed like the least they could offer to repay her kindness, right...?

Narinder refrained from interfering from the very beginning because he was wise and patient enough to see the potential in the little bunny that she herself could not recognize. He believed that his intervention might ruin the process, making it less organic and more intimidating, which could drive away his future followers.

And when the valley’s inhabitants began embracing the faith on their own, his face was lit by a grim smile of satisfaction.

There is no trust between them — rather, they are bound by complete frankness. They know everything about each other and are too dependent on one another to go as far as murder. Both understand perfectly well that one wants to get rid of the other, and it's only a matter of time — who will take the first step?

[joffyworld]

Coming Forth By Day

First comes the almighty

Cacophony of bangs which so does summon fleeing

Avians taking flight in peril overhead,

Frightened by their nature's peaceful domain

Now actively harassed and disturbed

By violence most abrupt.

Second follows a blade

From a bodkin swiftly cutting

Through the breeze so sharply that they who swash

Are thus left staggered and unprepared

For what comes next in the blink of an eye

Is doubly quick in execution;

Hie hasted chopping of the neck,

Making two of what was once whole.

Thrice does engage those

Men-at-arms of chaos's host in attempt

To circumvent their portion,

Designed yclept goodly god o' demise,

Then assigned to us all,

Thereunto we art so destined thenceforth;

Verily, all that awaits is final vale,

That which no potation or physic

Shall ne'er so undermine.

Quarters cut of naught but they

Knaves and levys which dared fare onward

Against the true God's Lamb; They

Whomst tears asunder these false bishop's throngs,

Cleaves them in twain and leaving

Corses behind them in totality,

Thoroughly therewith embarrassing

The plans o' evil clergymen;

Those ever falsely worshipped blackguards.

Quinary does thus mark,

The slow coming of the night sky,

Oversetting the sun's shine softly;

If only for a short time

Before the great star shall rise again:

Drawn by solar barque once more;

Like an embouchure that does flow,

Time shall pass by unrepentant.

So embarks home the reaper's gentle lordling,

Upon the long walk of nature's roadway,

Homeward bound with spoils in hand to:

The warmth of the hearth,

The pastures known and settled,

By kinfolk and fairest followers

O' the Lamb and their overlord.

[the-reaping-lamb]

Been a while but I’ve been having thoughts so here goes;

Reaper! Lamb but some days the twins have to tell him (force him) to take a break as per Narinder’s request (although they don’t tell him that it’s from Narinder bc that will just push Lambert to keep going). The first time they asked him to he was defiant about it, which was a first considering that he was mostly just gloom and doom all around. They had to physically fight him, to which they were squarely defeated, and Narinder had to bark orders at Lambert to back off. He was promptly placed on what would be the equivalent of a time-out, AKA he was stripped of his duty for the day and spent the rest of the day sauntering off to god knows where

Narinder and the twins alike assumed he must have gone off hunting again despite Narinder’s orders. Because even if the Lamb themself doesn’t directly deliver the souls to Narinder, they still make their way to him so long as he uses his axe— kind of like it’s linked to Narinder’s domain

In reality, they found him sat in the middle of the clearing where his cult used to reside. Shattered remains and rubble surrounding him. He’s just.. sat there. Almost looking catatonic. Just staring off in the distance

They resolved to have one of the twins accompany him whenever he’s on his days off. Narinder refuses to admit it, but the state in which they found the Lamb that day ignited a sort of fear in him — his soul twinkles like it’s fading. But how would that be possible? He is already dead. The only place a soul is carted off to when it flickers like that is Death — him, Narinder. And even then, the soul usually takes on its own light after it has passed the threshold of the living and into his abode. So if the Lamb already belongs to him… why does his soul flicker?

Reaper! Lamb but some days he wakes up angry and spiteful at Narinder. His words are especially venomous on those days, vitriol being spat like it’s the last thing keeping the Lamb alive. The first time it happens (before he witnessed his catatonic state) TOWW was understandably furious, forcing the Lamb to fight him on the spot for his defiance, leaving the Lamb battered and bruised as a result. It is only after having witnessed his catatonic state and seeing how he fights and hunts with a thrill that scares anyone with self-preservation that Narinder understands exactly why. He is a cornered animal at worst, and a wounded little thing surviving off adrenaline at best.

He fights like it’s the only thing that gives him life. He doesn’t toe the line between brutal violence and simple duty, he jumps the fray towards cruelty like he’s a starved man reaching for the last rotting carcass that can sate him.

He will find a reason to hurt something just to hurt. Whether that means hurting the other person or hurting himself.

It is such a drastic change from the Lamb Narinder once knew. He welcomes it at first, giddy at the prospect of knowing just how cruel his Reaper can be towards dissenters. But as time goes on, he begins to miss the Lambert he once knew. Because his Lamb used to smile, he was tired still, but never to the degree he is in now. It was easier back then; the Lamb would crack jokes, ask him questions, gaze at him with the adoration that most followers regard him with — he would look to him like he was the only person he could ever openly talk to. His company… was akin to fresh air when Narinder was still imprisoned.

Now he can barely stand to look at Narinder. He will come with the latest batch of fresh souls, kneel to him, and say, “I offer to my Dark Lord the souls of the ungrateful” in the most monotone voice possible, and it will leave Narinder staring at him some days. Like he expects him to have something else to say — a joke, a quip, a sarcastic comment. But nothing. Narinder will simply mutter, “You are dismissed” and the Lamb will nod and be on his way. And that was that.

It didn’t bother him as much in the beginning, assuming that the Lamb was simply getting used to his new role. He’ll bounce back, he assumed.

He did not. Exhaustion follows his reaper like a stench that will not leave. It lines his body, his face, his movements when he isn’t fighting.

The twins notice his distraught before he does. They know him better than he knows himself, after all, having been beside him throughout all these years. So they make sure to report back to him on those days where the Lamb is forced to take breaks. Narinder appreciates these, but his concern is never quelled.

[draconeko]

Good boi narinder and his angry ex-vessel

[serv0z]

Made for a mutual silly on Insta :D Designs by maydayaj_ !!!

[skyartworkzzz]

Cult Of The West

HI SO UHM. COWBOY FIT EH,,,,,?

[sincerely-sofie]

Wandering gods.

[linkerbell]

Cult of Little Nightmares AU I was cooking a couple weeks ago. 🫢

It’s not fully polished or anything but I felt bad not posting art so I’m sharing early.👍

[derpyjackarts]

Derpy drews other COOL artists' version of COTL Lamb

I saw this challenge on Tumblr and have wanted to draw this for a while, so here me trying to draw other artists' versions of COTL Lamb!!

Here are the artists that were in these boxes in order:

@bamsara

@aveloka-draws

@runningwithscizzorz

@lambment

@xmajordumps

@very-tired-child

[kamodofilez]

I was on a call with my friend, explaining to her the unnecessarily complex lore of my COTL AU and how my lamb is such a guilt ridden mess while simultaneously drawing this out.

So anyways might draw out a story map of how this AU will play out since it’s so complicated to explain even for me at this point lol

[really-burnt-toast]

anybody gon wash that stank ass cat?

I assume you mean mr.stinky

Aka. Weird freak cat gets midnight zoomies, looses his skin and needs to be washed