#I love all Kallamars so go ahead

[number-one-kallamar-lover]

I defy any of you to find a Kallamar that I don’t like

If you can do it I’ll give you like, five bucks

[the-s1lly-corner]

One bed trope w/ the bishops

Something something: lamb forgets to make spaces for the bishops as they join the cult + written as followers getting their own little spaces rather than the LIL sleepy structures

Notes: reader is GN and a follower, any creature for the reader, bishops are also followers

CWs: none

LESHY

i just know this creature is taking in the smell of your bed if the two of you already have something developing between the two of you

not even in a creepy way, really, he just likes the smell of you out of familiarity

squirms in his sleep, its going to be difficult trying to get some rest if youre sharing the bed with him

though hes a bit soft to the touch thanks to his leaves- just avoid his branches and youre set... hes a little cold, though

WILL hold it over your head if you end up snuggling into him in your sleep, loves teasing you whenever he gets the chance

HEKET

cold blooded so her body heat tends to match her surroundings- if its colder shes huddling under the blankets... blanket thief but can one really blame her?

if youre both fairly close shes open to asking you for some help regulating her heat

shes plus sized, but shes definitely got some muscle on her- holds you very firmly against her, but not tight enough to hurt you or make you uncomfortable

doesnt toss or turn that much in her sleep, sleeps pretty still but not a very heavy sleeper- not a morning person either but... laying with her for a little while longer doesnt sound too bad

KALLAMAR

has a whole routine that he does before going to sleep so youre going to have to wait for him to do that and finish

like his sister, hes also a blanket thief and cold blooded- not opposed to snatching you up under the covers and wrapping himself around you for some added warmth

as well as some touch, he seems like the type to love physical touch

not at all subtle about wanting you to lay down with him- hes not openly begging but he makes it clear that he doesnt mind sharing with you

kind of damp :( barely noticeable for the most part but still

SHAMURA

i like to think that even as a follower, theyre still pretty tall so there isn't much room to spare on the bed depending on what size the mattress is

i can see them offering to let you take the bed, with them staying awake rather than sleeping on the floor

but if you insist on sharing the bed with them theyre mindful of your space and do their best to not smother you or push you off

puts your preferences and needs above their own- do you need sound? you can go ahead and play some.. need all the lights to be blacked out? they can help keep the light out. lets you sleep in

[missing-n-human]

Hi there! Was wondering if we could get headcanons of the bishops being parents? (Or finding out they're gonna be parents? You can choose ^^

Bishop Parent Headcanons

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♡ Platonic & Romantic �� ✦ I decided to do both since I got heavily inspired for some reason seeing this request ✦ For finding out ‘you’ is their partner so Romantic ✦ For being parents ‘you’ is their child so Platonic ✦ Also set around post-game ⋆ Sorry if it seems low effort or anything I was about to go to sleep when I saw your request and suddenly felt like I had to do it ⋆ Also side note, no Narinder included just the main four bishops

|⌨|Finding Out|⌨|

✎ Leshy, Bishop of Chaos

✿ He was surprised at first, thinking he misheard you

✿ It took a few tries before he finally believed you weren’t messing with him

✿ He would check in on you more than he used to in case you needed him

✿ Would spend the nights cuddling with you though and listening for the baby’s heartbeat

✿ Ends up becoming more affectionate, nuzzling into you, and overall more touchy

✿ Quick to show up if you even slightly sound like you’re in pain or call for him

✎ Heket, Bishop of Famine

𖥧 Accepted it pretty quickly, not questioning you much

𖥧 Makes sure you are well fed and sometimes even cooks for you herself

𖥧 Did become overprotective quite a bit, excusing her actions as wanting to keep the baby safe… many followers were lost for being too close to her comfort

𖥧 Helps with any cravings you end up having no matter how strange they might end up being

𖥧 Do expect a lot of surprise visits from her when she isn’t busy

𖥧 When both of you are in bed she will end up touching your stomach a lot and talking about the baby’s future

✎ Kallamar, Bishop of Pestilence

⚠ Had a near heart attack when you told him the news and did faint somehow

⚠ Worried for you 24/7 now and does not let you out of his sight

⚠ Constantly asking if you are okay and if you need anything

⚠ Tries to help keep you as healthy and pain-free as possible

⚠ Refuses to let any followers get close to you just in case

⚠ Lots of cuddling at night and he ends up telling you about how he worries about what happens when the kid is born

✎ Shamura, Bishop of War

𖦹 You had to tell them a few times before they could actively remember it

𖦹 Helps you research how the pregnancy will be and all the effects so you aren’t in the dark

𖦹 Has everything planned out to help you through it, cravings, pain, even had the labor planned out

𖦹 Tries to remember to check in on you so you don’t hurt yourself by overworking

𖦹 Leaves you under the care of Allocer (the witness of their area) when they are busy

𖦹 Informs you about the prophecy they had about the pregnancy and the child.

|⌨|Parenthood|⌨|

✎ Leshy, Bishop of Chaos

✿ Encourages any form of chaos caused by you as long as it does not hurt you. Want to light stuff on fire go ahead just don’t get burned

✿ Gives you flower crowns and likes teaching you about plants

✿ Is very affectionate with you and praises you a lot

✿ Calls you his little camellia & wormlet (word for baby worms I guess)

✿ Tries his best to be a good parent and keeps you away from his followers

✿ Gave you a mini version of his robes as a birthday gift once

✎ Heket, Bishop of Famine

𖥧 Her way of raising you isn’t the most positive

𖥧 Teaches you basic life skills like cooking and how to start a fire

𖥧 Keeps you away from everyone besides a selected few until you are older

𖥧 Criticizes everything you do and is very nitpicky about it while still speaking few words

𖥧 Thinks being tough on you is the best way to make sure you aren’t a pushover

𖥧 Calls you tadpole and pumpkin

✎ Kallamar, Bishop of Pestilence

⚠ Overprotective & overbearing

⚠ No interactions with others unless he’s there

⚠ Tries to keep you locked away from the world since he doesn’t want you to be hurt

⚠ Very loving and affectionate as long as you follow his rules

⚠ Calls you his crystal and little minnow

⚠ Thinks what he’s doing is best for you

✎ Shamura, Bishop of War

𖦹 They sometimes forget you exist but make it up to you once they remember

𖦹 Makes sure you are well educated about the world and how they run their cult

𖦹 Doesn’t hide much from you, letting you interact with anyone you want as long as you are careful

𖦹 Did consider revoking leaving the temple without an escort after you had a run-in with a certain fluffy purple spider

𖦹 Does give you some affection here and there with sparse praise when you prove you have been following your studies

𖦹 Introduced you to their siblings when you were ‘old’ enough and often gets you books about war tactics for your birthday

𖦹 Calls you spiderling and little poppy (I swear it’s not that random)

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[whysoblue2]

Wait since we got to know what kallamar's ethnicity is, what's the others :0 like leshy, heket, Narinder, shamura, tharen, and lambert:0

Oh dear, I didn't think that much ahead... Help me out! I would like Leshy to be Slavic as per the lore behind the mythological creature it is inspired by! I think it fits. Heket is meant to come from Egypt as the frog goddess Heket of fertility, which I adore cause in the game she is like the opposite. (Also I actually like the idea of Heket in the ancient Egypt clothes/style, she would look gorgeous). I could go on about the headcanon that she was meant to be the opposite of famine and blablabla, but that's for another day!

Now, you are going to like this one. I would put Shamura in Wakanda. I know the frigging place doesn't exist and all but DAMN I would totally have Shamura be Wakandian... 🤣🤣🤣🤣 What's the closest thing we have here? Narinder could be Indian... I think it's the way I designed him that suits him, but it's a vibe to me more than a specific reason. I think the spirituality that surrounds Narinder matches the feeling I get when I think of Indian culture and deities. But I am very ignorant on the matter so bear with me. Lambert is Greek. I know it in my guts, they are so Greek to me. I think is because of all the mythology of people just being victims of the whims of gods, to begin with. it's a massive vibe they give me. Also, I think they love olives, and I love olives... very biased here. Finally, Tharen is from Norway! His breed is close to the Norwegian forest cat and it matches in personality. Soft, fluffy, cuddly, impervious to the cold, love the forest and the outdoors, big strong and blond! Defo Norwegian. Let me know what you think and thank you for the ask!

[dododan]

Well first I wanna say I love him for who he is further than his divinity, and will stay at his side for all time, he needn’t worry about a disconnect because I plan to (metaphorically) reach in and touch his heart, which is why I’ve planned some… mortal indulgences for our date!

Okay so first I’ll try to convince him to shrink to a more manageable size if he can, then I have a lot planned! First we have a nice restaurant dinner, I managed to get a reservation at this one place that’s super hard to get into, but I’ll do anything for my hottie so it’s okay, I want to see if I can get him to enjoy a meal with another over how a god usually eats, which I wouldn’t know about. Once he’s thoroughly filled I want to simply take him for a walk around Anchordeep and allow him to walk hand-in-hand with someone who loves him and can help him appreciate the beauty of his realm from down here, rather than when he simply overlooks it as a towering force. Next I want to take him to a festival celebrating him, to show him what is done in his name rather than just him sitting back and reviving power through devotion from people he cannot see, and I could even try get him to stop being so fancy pants, get his to dance with his own followers, who may not even recognize him as he acts so rowdy and excited, indulging in weird ocean snacks sold from market stands and looking up at the lights people hang in the street on his name. When the festival is over, I will walk him back to his own temple, hold one of his hands and tell him that while what he’s cultivated is staggering and incredible and beautiful, and well worth the worship he gets, the love I hold for him is one that is indeed for him, not for the god of pestilence, not for the mighty idol who sits on a throne above it all, but for a great and beautiful man I want to be with. Afterwards, I can share a beautiful kiss, if he isn’t up for that, however, I will just wish him a lovely night. Then our hands would slowly separate and I would let him return to his temple.

If I can’t get him to shrink or he just doesn’t want to, I will simply spend time talking to him and asking about him, while also talking my stories of my own world in my head, my favorite pieces of fiction and my favorite games, so long as he listens, while also reaffirming that he’s beautiful. I think that kind of casual tone would help him out a good bit, get across the same idea that I can see my man as well… a man

Your idea of a date, fell to the God of Pestilence.

Maybe you just happened to be in his good mood, or maybe he had nothing else to do and served you.

Or maybe there was some other reason?

You're not sure, but you wanted to make the most of this opportunity.

Maybe Kallamar didn't let himself be persuaded to go incognito, he said something about an aura that he wouldn't be able to hide anyway. You didn't argue with him. You wanted to show that you support his every decision and show support. You didn't push.

You suggested a walk around Anchordeep.

You wanted to show him the beauty of this land as seen through the eyes of mortals. You walked together with God on a path with columns. It was surrounded by the most beautiful corals, or at least you thought they were.

Indeed, they look captivating. He said while looking at them, and after a while he sent you a smile.

You took this as a good omen. You walked further ahead talking about Anchordeep, you noticed that the God of Pestilence felt at ease with the conversation. I guess he liked to talk about the beauty of his domain.

All in all, you shouldn't be surprised. Anchordeep was his pride. There wasn't a single thing he didn't love here. You chose a good topic of conversation, making Kallamar start looking at you.

You heard the sounds of music. You smiled shekoro at God, who looked at you surprised, not really understanding what was going on.

Before he had time to read your thoughts, you pulled him toward the source of the sound. It may have been audacious, but you were counting on a stroke of luck.

That day the card favored you. You arrived at a small Blue Shell festival. Your favorite. People were dancing, laughing, talking. They were participating in some games at wooden booths. You also saw some with food.

Only a few people took notice of you, but they quickly turned their heads away. What you didn't notice was how Kallamar's menacing look at them sent a shudder through them. You were too busy planning your date.

You chose to dance. You bowed, inviting Kallamar to dance. You considered yourself a good dancer, but you weren't sure of your God-given skill. You had never seen him dance. He was usually the center of attention, performing rituals, but today he played the role of participant. You were curious if it would make him happy.

How wrong you were.

You had never met such a good dancer. At first you led the dance, but before you knew it he was leading. Perfect and smooth movements that gently guided you. You felt like you were flying. You laughed out loud at the same time, and even noticed the smile on God's face. Maybe He even laughed, but you were unable to hear it?

Then you get hungry. You led Kallamar to the food stands and saw him looking at them. For a moment you wondered if these dishes were too simple for God, maybe he wouldn't want to taste them?

But didn't you want to show him the beauty in simplicity?

What is it that you love Anchordeep most for?

You took a breath and took Kallamar to several food stalls. Chocolate-covered fruit, ice cream or potato and cheese balls.

He looked at them for a while with a slight smile. It surprised you how such a simple dish could absorb God. He remarked.

He smiled at you, but somehow differently. As if sincere, but you weren't quite sure.

Once upon a time I ate them very often, said God as if with nostalgia.

Maybe if you were alone you would have the courage to ask about it, but not here. Not at this moment.

...

The festival has come to an end, and with it your time together. It was very late at night, but you insisted on escorting the God of Pestilence to His temple.

On the way you talked a lot. You thought you had succeeded in conveying to him that you cared about him. Not what kind of God, but also as the kind of person Kallamar is. You had the impression that he had exposed himself to you.

You wanted to tell him what you felt, you were already about to say it, when you noticed his face.

He was thoughtful, probably forgetting for a moment that you were still with him. The fatigue that radiated from him was overwhelming. You knew it wasn't due to the dance, but something else something much deeper.

You just weren't sure what exactly it could be. Just a deep hunch that it would be safer not to speak your feelings out loud for the time being. You got the feeling that they wouldn't reach him.

You smiled and said goodbye to God. The one kissed your hands before leaving thanking you for such an interesting evening. You watched him disappear behind the door of his temple, and you stood there wondering if even one word today was sincere.

Author's note:

You don't even know how happy I am to have done this. First drawing in the new year and such a wonderful one <3

I'm curious about your opinion on this date and your further decisions.

And as for the rest of the drawings with Kalli, I have two more in store for you (the reaction to the proposal continues and Kallamar and his reaction to Tsundere). It will appear in January for sure, but I have other projects, so you will have to wait a bit for them.

[the-one-who-lambs]

how many cotl related dreams have you had by now?

Oh my god all my new followers are gonna have to get caught up to speed huh? So if I rotate something in my brain enough, the likelihood of me thinking about it as I'm falling asleep makes my chances of dreaming about it astronomically higher. Most notably, every other month or so I've had like.. a lucid dream where Shamura and I are just vibing in what seems to be their library. (This is why Pura drew me the Shamura profile picture actually.) Results have varied.

I'm just gonna copy and paste directly from my dream log document I have in the notes section of my phone.

-Shamura Lucid dreams. What have we done... Just chatting, talk about fears and shit, gave them a bubble tea (didn't go well), hug (not super comfy but it was nice anyway).. mostly just talk. They suck at jokes. They are literally so sweet and CONSTANTLY DEPRESSED BUT their presence is so comforting I don't know how else to describe it. Such a friend fr. Looked through their library.. I didn't understand anything but it looked cool but also felt like if I looked at anything wrong I'd set myself on fire by accident. Idk. most recently I talked to them about Gender Thoughts™ and just asked them how they knew they were nonbinary and they hit me with a "Well how did you know YOU were nonbinary ::)" motherfucker you are ten steps ahead of me right now. Forget the trans allegory of trying to "crack the egg." They put it in the microwave and tried to fucking explode it.

-Heket was my wife and we went swimming

-Shamura ran a Mexican restaurant, made good nachos

-Abstract dream, saw all five bishops. Just kind of observed stuff from the outside rather than interacting with them but nothing was super clear, other than them reuniting

-dream that lasted like 2 minutes, Shamura with a little Narinder. I think I was like watching an animated short tho, they weren't actually there. (Note: I still want this so bad)

-I was the Lamb and I went crusading and when I was done Leshy gave me a reward. I don't know why. I chose having a new scar (love that getting injured was my reward) and another choice was like .. the bishops had stronger weapons to fight me with?

-Kallamar (I'm pretty sure from @meatcatt's Redo AU. Great I'm dreaming about AUs of friends now.) was in his Gaming Hole™ and I went to say hi but I startled him and he like... Broke his mug or something and the noise woke me up at 4:45 in the morning.

-Choose ur starter pokémon (Bishop). They were all little and lying down on a table. I wasn't able to pick just one so I made some fried rice instead?? Also I was moving into a house with Ryan (note: my younger brother. I'm the first of 4 kids, he's the second of us)

-I was immediately transported back to 6th grade with all the knowledge I have now and started making predictions about the future that were all correct because I had lived it. One of the things I predicted was some sort of apocalypse that involved a red fungus taking over the world. All of the Bishops were responsible for this, and I distinctly remember Kallamar in a spaceship.

-Leshy disintegrated in front of me???? I think I killed him with my mind I'm SO SORRY LESHY

-Saw Shamura on 3 separate occasions on one night. One they were helping me win a competition to win a house but the house was boobytrapped and haunted and I had to get through the boobytraps to win it wait how were they helping me exactly?, second we were farming together I think in that exact house and we had like so many vegetables I couldn't fucking move and third we were selling ice cream together.

-I saw Narinder!!! Finally!! I was in some. Sermon thing. And he was giving a speech about peace for his followers. Idk (oh wait I didn't remember I had dreamt about him before)

-Had a dream that I became Heket's vessel. At the end of the dream, she turned against me and tried to reclaim her crown. I didn't see that one coming, somehow. Also, the fight took place in my parents's bathroom.

[erose-this-name]

Queening the Pawn

Cult of the Lamb Ficlet

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Lambert awoke in the middle of the night by the sound of a loud, dull, thud, from outside.

They wrapped their hand around their bell to muffle it and slipped out of bed. They crept outside, shivering, the simple beige rags they wore did little to warm them after their recent sheering.

Lambert crept outside the bermed house to find their father, Ramses, working behind the secluded refuge. His graying wool was soaked with blood.

Ramses stood very tall, a scarred and grizzled one-horned ram. He claimed he lost his left horn in a fight against Leshy, Himself, and his right hand to something far worse. Though, the exact Bishop in question changed between retellings; Heket, Kallamar, Shamura, even The One Who Waits.

He never spoke of it boastfully, though. Rather, informatively; Ramses was always very specific about how he would escape these gods, how to fight their followers. He never made any illusion that fighting them directly wouldn’t be a death sentence.

Lambert came closer, struggling to make out what Ramses was doing in the dark. Then he realized that his father, shovel slung over his back and sword in his belt, was dragging the corpse of Lamb’s uncle away from the camp. Lambert gasped.

Ramses’ long, notched ear perked up at the sound. He muttered to them without looking away from his grim work, “I’m sorry you had to see this, Lamb’. I planned to do this when you were asleep, should’ve known that wouldn’t stop you… Don’t worry, I made sure he didn’t feel pain…”

“What happened, father? Uncle Ovid…” Lambert said.

“Ovid was talking about turning himself in to the Bishops. He never could listen to reason, ever since we were lambs…” Ramses said.

“S-so you killed him?” Tears welled up in Lambert’s eyes.

Ramses set down the cadaver and shovel. He stood up straight and turned to Lambert, retracting his bloodied hand back under his long, tattered cloak. He was stoic. Though, very dark bags hung beneath his damp, forlorn eyes.

“You know how we play chess together, Lamb’? Sometimes you predict a few turns ahead, and see the only way to win is to sacrifice a pawn. You have to do it, even if you aren’t sure. Even if that pawn might be very useful, even if you love it. Any pawn can become a powerful queen piece if it gets to the enemy’s side of the board, after all. Or, you might need to sacrifice bigger pieces, like horses, or bishops, even your original queen, just so another pawn has a chance at getting that far.”

Lambert’s eyes lingered on the body, strewn lifelessly on the ground besides him. But their father never looked away from them.

Ramses continued, “Sometimes, protecting a family is like a game of chess. If I’d let Ovid live, he might’ve snuck off when I wasn’t looking. If they caught him, they might’ve tortured him until he tells them where to find us. I didn’t want to do it, but it was a necessary sacrifice… I did it to protect us. Do you understand me, Lambert?”

“… yes, father.” Lambert stared down past his hooves.

Ramses bent down to Lambert’s eye level and wiped tears from their face with his cloak. “… Why don’t you go back to bed, Lamb’? I’ll come up with some warm milk, later.”

Lambert said, “Um… are you sure you don’t want help? With Digging the g-grave, I mean…”

Ramses tilted his head to the side and smiled at Lambert, his horn resting against a shoulder. “Don’t worry about it.”

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