#enjoy this kallamar posting

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[nifaux]

Red flags!

I could not pass up the opportunity to do this with them! I hope you enjoy

[sincerely-sofie]

Here’s an idea, what if when the last bishop died ( bar ) instead of the lamb becoming a new god, all divinity just *poped* away. Never to be seen again leaving a powerful but not god lamb

The idea of the world stabilizing itself by canceling out any and all divinity is a really neat foundation for an AU! But I completely misinterpreted this ask while drawing the following response. Oops.

[spiderin-space]

Next chapter up!! And sketches down below!! :>

[jestersarts]

tfw eternal statue torture prison

[thewitchoftheweed]

“We’ve gotta get out of here!” Kallamar says, voice quavering. “I told you this was a bad idea.” Narinder gestures toward the grand entrance with his dagger. The giant stone doors are sealed tight. The scratches near the bottom tell a story; they’re not the first ones to get trapped in Neftis’s temple.  “We’re seeing this through; we don’t have a choice.” He peers around the pillar. The goddess of death is waiting, her golden scepter resting in her coils. It radiates powerful magic, adding to her own. Get that away, and some of her magic is gone. It’ll give them half a chance, which is better than their current odds of no chance. “I’m going to get that scepter away from her, cover me.” “Narinder, WAIT-”

[alllgator-blood]

FINISHED THAT ONE COMIC I POSTED ABOUT ALMOST 30 FULL DAYS AGO?? I FINALLY REMEMBERED IT EXISTED AND FINISHED IT. I HAVE SO MUCH I WANT TO SAY ABOUT MY LAMB NOW THAT THEY'RE FINALLY THE MAIN CHARACTER IN A LONG COMIC, BUT it went on forever so I put it below the cut.

While we're above the cut, I have a bunch of REALLy good asks I'll be trying to draw for soon. But keep an eye out for a poll coming up soon...cause now that this is out of the way, I want another big project to have in the background and I have Big Ideas for Big Angst Comics........

OH YOU CLICKED THE THING, NICE. OKAY. SO:

Have I ever talked about how my lamb works?? I need to do more with them but I'm a bishop enjoyer to an obsessive degree. The lamb operates on the same kind of level as kallamar did during the breakdown comic, but on a more permanent, more stable level. After being told to hide for their whole life, to never show their face and not even being given a name......being beheaded by four gods and recruited by a fifth forgotten one who claims they're the Chosen One just made the lamb think "OH! None of this is real. My brain wanted me to feel important before I died, and this is my dying vision. Okay, I'll play along >:)" and now they're the equivalent of when you beat a game and replay it while picking the funniest/worst options to see what'd happen.

USUALLY their decisions are clouded by the assumption that nothing they do actually matters, but they're still......a person who held things dear and had standards while they were alive. So they love hijinx, but aren't like leshy who launches people out of catapults for fun, or kallamar who sees mortals more as lab rats than people living their own lives. They'll do some things for the lolz but their humanity definitely shows through when dealing with someone like shamura.

I think they went into the bishop slaying quest wanting to hate shamura, assuming they were an irredeemable antagonist that deserved to be vanquished. They were told by narinder that shamura was the big bad, so they figured there was nothing to it beyond that. But then they actually MET shamura, who wasn't at all what they were expected to be. Every other bishop is just like "RAHH I'LL KILL YOU" when you meet them, and then shamura is the only person who actually tells you about what happened, speaks to you like a person and not an obstacle, and doesn't seem bothered about the fact they're going to die. So that got them thinking....hmm...perhaps these people are slightly more realistic than I anticipated. Still gonna kill them tho

I'm not sure the lamb hates the bishops, especially after the realization that they're a fucked up family acting out in desperation rather than logic. When you're born into circumstances you know will eventually doom you (like being a sacrificial lamb destined for slaughter) you kinda...lose the ability to care after a while. They don't really *forgive* the bishops for the slaughter of their people, and definitely enjoy bullying them and kicking them around now that they're powerless mortals- but the initial horror of being born to die has subsided. Now that they're presumably in some kind of afterlife, and have better, more fun things to move onto now that they're the ruler of everything- it's not worth it to hate those five forever.

I think *because* the lamb has only been a god very briefly and still remembers mortality well, that's why they're the one god who does things "because they're funny" but also is respectful of people like shamura. It's like when you're playing GTA V and you accidentally drive over a dog while trying to pull over and look at it closer. Is it a real dog?? No but you're still gonna feel bad!! So like I said, in the lamb's mind they have NO reason to care about any of these people or show them mercy, but the fact that they're not as detached from mortality as the bishops were makes them a benevolent god. I'll be doing a comic about this very subject in the future and it WILL be depressing >:)

Also. Unrelated. But if you read this far, I feel the need to justify why heket and leshy suddenly have boobs in this comic. I'm sure it's obvious that I headcanon the gods don't have sex characteristics cause like...why would they need those. I don't want to draw that. But as MORTALS they would probably need to have all their organs intact to function properly, so pour one out for shamura + leshy who probably completely forgot they were transgender until they woke up in mortal bodies. NOT SURE HOW KALLAMAR WOULD REACT, I think they're more just horrified they lost all their tentacles

I debated doing another silly comic about the concept but I don't want this blog to get too raunchy, so instead have this epic ms paint art (I CAN MAKE THESE JOKES, I'M AFAB TRANS I DESERVE THIS ONE THING)

[the-artist-grimm]

Following on from the wonderful "smecks lore" drop earlier, are there any other little headcanons of history within the world you would like to share that maybe you've not been able to incorporate into your work?

I'm sorry for calling it that but it is what it is

Love your work as always Yadda Yadda Yadda I'll shut up now bye!

Alright Miscellaneous Lore Lightning Round go!

Anthea

-Favorite color is green! They don’t mind the red since it’s on brand with the Red Crown, but Anthea would’ve preferred a green cloak had they the choice, it’s why they have green mixed in anywhere else in the outfit they can. 

-They're VERY petite and it's likely from their mother's side since their dad was a giant lol. They can get grumpy about it, but they do really enjoy how Narinder can just pick them up easily. They DON'T enjoy when the kits get taller than they are though XD

-Their love of stars comes from their father! Their village was hidden in the woods with little view of the sky through the trees, so when their father, Aries, started taking Anthea at age 4 out with him on supply runs he would try to always leave time for them to stargaze and tell them stories about the constellations.

-Anthea was the one who found their father’s remains-when he didn’t come home one morning no one else in the village knew his routes, so at just 8 years old they went out on their own to find him in secret. It took hours and was pretty far out, but they did find him eventually, first his bloodied robes and pack, then his charred remains. Heretics had jumped and sacrificed him via a fire to Shamura going off the sigils left burned into his skull, and it was only by the wedding band still left on his hand that they could ID him. From there they broke down for a while, and after crying themselves dry of tears, numbly packed as much of his bones and ashes as they could into the pack and returned home.

Bishops

All the bishops have several domains, but they do each have a main 2 each as follows;

Leshy: Chaos and Order Heket: Famine and Harvest Kallamar: Pestilence and Medicine Shamura: War and Wisdom Narinder: Death and Sleep (the sleep domain was inspired a little by both Greek Mythology and @hotchocolatedemon ‘s AMAZING fic Ichor Betwixt Mortal Palms GO READ IT)

Narinder

-Narinder’s more mellow/melancholic personality in this AU directly stems from his low self-esteem and his belief that his siblings hated him. Had the twins not ended up in his care Anthea likely would've met a VERY numb god, but as guilty as he felt about it, having two sweet kids around was a balm to that festering wound of grief.

-Narinder’s domain of Death is more specifically ‘Peaceful Death’ (Drawing from how Hypnos-the greek god of sleep, is a peaceful god) 

-Narinder's been mostly disconnected from his Sleep domain due to the chains separating him from mortals (he actually feared sleep would be impossible for a time after the chains but thankfully outside of more nightmares most are unaffected rest-wise), but when he starts hearing about Anthea’s nightmares from the crown he starts trying to get them to fall asleep in the Gateway to try and get a chance to peer in.

Heket 

-Heket is a big fucking lesbian ™ and has a thing for ladies that can beat her over the head with a hammer. (cough Forneus cough). While acting as vessel Forneus prefered to attack Heket's ranks the most since it pissed her off a LOT, but it gradually became a weird breaking each others chops to flirt thing. They haven't spoken since Forneus gave up the crown, but Heket is actually part of the reason why she became the one vessel not hunted down-post vesselship.

She didn't know Forneus had been pregnant nor that Shamura took the kits till after the fact, but after learning about it she felt so sorry for her that she told Leshy and Kallamar to leave her be, and that if any of their forces so much as touched her they'd be punished. Like Forneus could be a pain, but she could match her in a fight which Heket really respected.

Aym and Baal

-The twins are technically 300+, but since their aging has been so slowed they don’t recognize it, think children trapped in Neverland, so long as they’re in the gateway centuries can pass and they won’t perceive a thing. They would still be newborns without Narinder intervening with his magic, and the gateway age of 11 is just him guessing based off their teeth (he saved all their fallen kitten teeth since it was the only way to vaguely keep track of their age). When freed Aym still has 2 left and Baal 1, meaning they're just at the start of adolescence.

-Which on that note Narinder feeding them tiny amounts of magic over the centuries has kinda transformed the two-they’re more demi-god than mortal now, and stop visibly aging at 25 since they’re immortal. They also each took on minor aspects of Nari’s domains, Aym can sense when death is near, and Baal can vaguely sense the type of dream someone’s having.

Knucklebones Gang 

-Ranks while working as Ratau’s disciples:

Flinky - Medic and Spymaster, he still actually passes along old contacts/cashes in favors for Anthea now Shrumy - Loyalty Enforcer and Guard Captain, he used to be a pretty tough fighter and later became Anthea’s combat instructor after they entered Ratau’s care. He starts teaching the twins eventually too. Klunko and Bop - Tax Enforcer and Head of Trade, wasn’t very good at actually collecting tax but was good at getting good deals from traders

-I hinted at this in one of my COTLtober pieces but Flinky and Ratau are married! They got together during Ratau’s time as vessel and married after he lost the crown.

-The traps mentioned in the same piece are also to keep Heretics out of Ratau's territory since he's wanted.

-Ratau and Flinky are also technically Anthea’s adopted fathers-they alternate between calling them by their names or ‘Dad’ for Ratau and ‘Pa’ for Flinky depending on their mood/who’s with them. 

-The Cult knows that if the Leader is gonna be gone for awhile then the Rat's in charge-Ratau before Narinder's freed/reconciled with the lamb would often be asked to babysit, though once Narinder's officially Anthea's partner that role goes to him typically, meaning Ratau can go back to enjoying his retirement.

That's just some random bits for now!

[paruparuparuparu]

Finally posting art because I was having fun with the alcohol markers and my new pens and ended up doing all the bishops!!^^

Shamura gave me the most pain because the brightest shade of purple was actually a pink and the other purples were far too dark.

The ones I enjoyed doing the most had to be Kallamar and Leshy’s :]

Also, these won’t really make sense time wise, but I was more focused with having fun to think about it at the time.^^’

[twooftheluckyones]

May we see a line up of post-recruitment Bishops?

Thank you for your patience, I didn't forget about this! What are these idiots up to in the lovely cult of Graydon? (Una and Narinder for scale)

Leshy spends most of his time outside the town walls, working the farms. He prefers being away from the busy areas where the noise and bustle makes it hard to navigate. Plants and dirt are far less busy. He still loves to cause a bit of chaos, sometimes teaming up with Narinder to cause some true misfortune, though Yella keeps him in line most of the time.

Heket runs her own bakery, having always taken pride in her cooking. She enjoys the quiet solitary work, and it makes a steady profit too. At night however, she's a monster at the tavern, able to drink anyone under the table who dares challenge her.

Kallamar lives a more solitary life. His home is the second floor of the town clinic, where he works as the town doctor. Being one of the only people with any actual medical knowledge, his skills are quite appreciated. He's far too anxious to venture far from it, instead content to spend his time painting in his own personal temple.

Shamura isn't really employed, a bit too scattered and frail for most tasks. They spend their time in the temple's library, lost in the various books there and even trying to write their own. They live with Kallamar, though its mostly to make him worry less than Shamura needing any degree of medical attention.

[wolsalwastaken]

My headcanons for the species of the bishops (+ bonus headcannons):

Leshy is an American dagger moth caterpillar, his little black spiky things and fluffy green appearance all match up with it. Since he’s clearly an adult, but is also stuck as a caterpillar, my headcanon is that his godhood prevented him from fully aging, as he was a caterpillar when being granted his power. He also can read in braille, however he is dyslexic, so he’s not very good at it.

Heket is a Cane Toad. Since Cane Toads are prevalent in Australia and are known for having an incredibly large appetite (and incredibly large size), I’d bet actual money that that’s what she was based off. Also yes, she canonically is a toad she isn’t a frog guys. It’s also incredibly painful for her to speak, even after her being healed, so she chooses to communicate through sign language most of the time.

Narinder is an Egyptian Mau, the first ever species of domestic cat (they also are often black in color). I also dreamt that he’s ambidextrous so that’s now a headcanon I have, idk my subconscious projected it onto him. Maybe it’s bc I myself am ambidextrous, or maybe I’m just weird.

Kallamar is a vampire squid, since vampires are blamed for the spread of disease, plus vampire squids have lil ears + a big ass forehead, it just makes sense to me. Since Kallamar is either partially or entirely deaf, he can communicate through speech but can only receive information through sign language. Him and Heket have the easiest time communing.

Shamura is a regal jumping spider, as seen with their bright coloration and big eyes. They use post-it notes to remind themself of things, however 90% of the time the notes are entirely unhelpful 1-word clues. Sometimes Leshy will intentionally mess with them by leaving fake notes.

Anyways just wanted to share my headcanons for them bc I want to, idk. Hope you’ve enjoyed them- if anyone’s wondering why I got oddly specific with species it’s bc I’m a biology major and animal nerd.

(Pictured below are the animals I hc them as, in order of mention)

[the-s1lly-corner]

Can we possibly have platonic fluff scenario with the bishops and a kid reader

Like one of their followers have or found a kid and they helped look after them and realized they generally like being a parental/sibling figure It generally depends on who

bishops x kid!reader (platonic)

shorter post since my hands arent cooperating with typing right now RAAAAHRAAAAAH!!! notes: reader is gn and age isnt specified but its written with a younger kid in mind, can be seen as any animal cws: none

LESHY

more like a brother than a father to you- does not have the guidance or experience necessary to raise a kid, though he will still try to put you on the right path

plays light pranks on you- if this were a human au he would be the type to wake you up for school on a saturday

the type to feed you shredded cheese as a meal/hj, does not know what kids eat or like to eat

not reckless with you but its clear that his methods are a little... all over the place

HEKET

mix of big sister and mom vibes, it really depends on whats going on in the moment

wont fight a kid who bullies you but boy is she going to give the parents the biggest stink eye

doesnt spoil you like kallamar, but shes not going to be strict with you

lets you go with her to her temple, for whatever duties she needs to get done... answers any questions you may have about what exactly she does as a bishop- dont let her short or gruff responses fool you! shes proud of her work and enjoys that you think shes cool!

KALLAMAR

he spoils you, cannot say no to you- youre also the best dressed kid in the cult, decked out with the newest robes and crystals

worries about you a lot though, treats every scraped knee like you need an amputation

keeps those feelings to himself though, because he doesnt want to freak you out, truly one of the last things he wants

has experience as a sibling but shamura did a lot of the support and upbringing with the other three, so kallamar is learning as he goes- sometimes asks shamura for some advice

SHAMURA

god it brings back some memories and feelings from when their siblings were younger- already has the experience needed to take care of a child

so gentle with you, though theyre firm to make sure you dont get into any trouble

always save some time at the end of the day to check on you before you go to sleep

speaking of i can see them reading stories to you- sure they may not be all that interesting to someone your age but they like making sure youre learning at least something.. more than thrilled if you seem interested in the stories and info they tell

[aughtpunk]

On the subject of Disability and the "Forgiveness of the Lamb" series

It has been brought to my attention that there's a person (who will go unnamed) going around accusing my work of being ableist on the grounds that during the series The Bishops have their Narinder-inflicted injuries healed and therefore are no longer disabled. I wanted to take a moment to address this.

The Bishops are healed in the Forgiveness of the Lamb series not because being disabled is bad and they need to be "fixed". I am disabled myself and find that very concept horrible. The Bishops are healed because it's a literal manifestation of their and Narinder's relationships being fixed. He apologizes, they forgive him, and because of this the injury he inflicted on them is undone. The healing is symbolic, not a means to "fix" them.

(I even tagged the fic with 'The Literal Healing is also a Metaphor' to stress the point).

It's also worth nothing that The Bishops aren't fixed. While their relic body parts have been returned each of them are still disabled. Leshy's sight has been damaged causing him to be nearsighted and to have blurry vision. Heket has breathing problems making physical activity hard. Kallamar is still deaf in one ear. And Shamura now suffers from debilitating migraines. I have touched on all of these lightly so far but plan to go into them with each POV story.

I request that in the future if anyone has a problem with any of my stories you should contact me directly with them and, as long as you are respectful, I will gladly talk to you about it. Do not spam and bother other people on their own posts for enjoying my work.

To everyone who has been enjoying the Forgiveness of the Lamb series and leaving kudos, making art, or leaving comments: Thank you. It's been a long time since I've felt welcomed in a fandom like this. I hope all of you enjoy the rest of the series.

[rexxkazu]

A little snippet of the beginning of 'To Dead Futures'

What had happened was meant to happen. It was supposed to be without flaw, the plan he’d crafted in the hundreds of lifetimes he’d spent in his isolation. It was prophesied. A lamb who would bring the end of his imprisonment. They would be his most loyal of followers, his vessel. 

They followed his words, obeyed his commands, and cut down his traitorous siblings one after the other. 

They had introduced themselves to him, insisting he call them by name. 

“Lambert. Call me Lambert.” Their smile made him scowl in response.

“I will not, lamb.” Why indulge the mortal? They had a purpose, and they were to serve it. “Continue in your crusade, do not dwell here.”

They seem to sidestep his words, “You can’t just call me ‘lamb,’ or ‘vessel,’ forever y’know! Well- you can but, it wouldn’t hurt for you to use my name!”

A grumble echoes from his throat as he uses what little mobility he has to push the lamb toward the resurrection circle with a curled claw. “Go now, little lamb. Do not make me repeat myself.”

Lambert huffs as they cross their arms, but otherwise listens to the command. “Fine. Fine, yes, I know. I’ll see you next time a heretic decides to burn me alive with a giant fireball!”

The lamb waves obnoxiously as Narinder watches them leave. The circle flashes red beneath hooved feet, and they return to the mortal plane in a blink.

Conversations between the god and lamb were not uncommon. The god had a need for the lamb, and the lamb, well, the lamb was just annoying. Narinder could admit they are amusing in their own way, but there is a difference between ‘entertaining’ and ‘annoying.’

The lamb definitively walks the line every time they speak.

It is many centuries before the fall of his youngest brother, Leshy, an arrogant child. Narinder will enjoy his suffering as he did when watching the lamb’s sword cut him into pieces.

The fall of his sister came next, her cries of anguish filled him with satisfaction as the chains around his limbs grew looser without her influence. 

His vessel continues on their mission.

His older brother’s pathetic excuses and cowardice get him killed soon after his sister. Kallamar always was a sniveling excuse for a god. Pathetic, even in death.

“Do you ever miss them? Your siblings, I mean.” The Lamb had died to a spider in Shamura’s domain, it had caught them off guard. A slip-up that won’t happen again.

“What an absurd question. There is nothing about them to miss. They are traitors, betrayers.” Skeletal hands ache as they curl into equally bony palms. “Being their brother means nothing to me, just as they mean nothing to me.”

“That sounds… lonely.”

“Your pity insults me, Vessel.” Narinder sneers at them, “You’ve pried enough. Leave, Lamb, I grow tired of your presence.”

“Bah, alright, alright.” They huff and kick at the fog covering the ground before they prepare to be resurrected.

It isn’t long before the lamb is deposited in the cult grounds, continuing their duties as if they hadn’t died a gruesome death prior to their return. 

The Lamb is not so easily deterred.

The Lamb’s blade holds no hesitation, having killed three gods, what is a fourth? The death of his oldest sibling is swift and efficient. Despite this, Shamura’s death felt like a thorn driven into his side. Their twisted, riddled words send waves of irritation down his spine as he listens to them share a conversation with his vessel, a conversation they had no business having.

The eldest of his four siblings fell just as the others had, their spindly legs growing stiff post-mortem. It is with their death, that he feels freedom come ever closer.

There is only one thing left to do.

“Vessel, I relinquish you from your service to the Red Crown. Return it to me, and embrace the end that awaits. With this last sacrifice of my most devoted Follower, I will be freed. Approach, vessel, and lay your life down at my feet." 

That is all that must be said before that lamb returns what is his. The red crown returns easily to his own head.

And with that, The Lamb was granted a gentle caress for their end. Peaceful and without pain, something suiting of their soft and gentle nature despite the thousands they killed in Narinder’s name.

This was where it was supposed to end.

All was fine, great even, but no. Existence was never going to be so easy, no matter the power he may hold. He was a weak fool for allowing a sapling of favor to grow for The Lamb, something that should have remained nothing but appreciation for a sharp tool.

This was a mistake that cost him his peace when he had just gained his freedom. How foolish. How stupid.

Narinder held no ill intentions for The Lamb, for why should he? They have served their time as his vessel faithfully and without dally, despite the conversations he indulged between deaths. 

All tasks given were taken and completed with a bow and a grin that could rid hell of its shadows. So, why is it that The Lamb’s sacrificed soul dissipates into nothing?

[spiderin-space]

Chapter three uploaded!!

Chapter sketches/doodles under the cut :>

[cloudydreamingart]

Kallamar wip cause I need to post something lol

Pls enjoy