#have a nice death lambert

[lunarlights-world]

If I have a chance can you draw L. Heisenberg? (Have a nice death)

Sure thing! Here is your Lambert Heisenberg! (Sorry for not very good quality, the lights are turned off)

[mrklonn]

It’s good to have friends who want to help you in your Business

[jesus-holding-your-fave]

O, Lord Jesus, can you please hold my husb- I mean- Lambert Heisenberg from Have a nice death?

Today, Jesus is holding:

Lambert Heisenberg from Have a Nice Death

version with the submitted image under the cut

[scarceghost]

got some doodles

In the comics Patrick seems to admire his boss. (Think he could even rival Pump in admiration for him).

First ever Pliskhan drawing I’ve made. Ft. Pliskeyes

Panel 1.

Since Maxxx refuses to talk to anyone but death (with exceptions), I like to think that the major sees Maxxx ignoring him as a challenge and talks to him for hours until he got some sort of reaction. I can see them becoming friends later on.

panel 2.

Panel 3. Heisenberg HATES these interactions as he has things to do with Maxxx (he also just doesn’t like the major). Camille feels neutral. Due to these interactions the thanagers have also spoken to each other. they aren’t exactly friends like their sorrows, but they don’t hate each other either.

[rosemary-posts-random-crap]

Finally defeated Lambert Heisenberg

"L never cook again Heisenberg"

[yourfaveneedsakiss]

Lambert Heisenberg from Have a Nice Death needs a kiss! 💋

Requested by Anonymous

[zkretchy]

@alllthequeenshorses you continue being too funy-have this for now and also thank you for all the tags they made my day(night?)!!

[your-fave-is-a-doppel]

Lambert Heisenberg from Have a nice death would have a doppel form in Puella Magi Magia Record!

[aychama]

Since I got that comment about the story lemme show you guys a convo I had planned between Clauneck and Lambert in the festival chapter.

L: "I had my future read before and she said that I would have riches beyond belief too and hah! What lies!"

C: "I only speak the truth little lamb."

L: "Pff. If thats the case, why dont you try telling me something no one knows about me?"

C: "You are married to a cat"

L: "Haha! Nice try but technically Theo and I aren't married yet and many people know of it. He is my fiancee but-"

C: "You professed your love for him, lifted his veil and kissed him under the watchfull eye of the goddess of the night, the moon, as your witness. He gave you that mark as a ring. Bound until death of one."

L: "H-huh? What?"

[the-one-who-lambs]

uhh hello!! sorry if this is a tall order LOL but I wanna ask, do you have any narilamb fanfic recs? :D I already read yours and I really like bamsara’s and I’m waiting for epicaandk’s to update (that one is my fav ever <3) but idk what to read now lol

Tall order?? Naaaaah, I'm always happy to give recs. Oh boy, I'm gonna go in reverse chronological order.

If you've read all of my narilamb fics (have you seriously? I'm impressed, that's probably well over half the 150k+ I've written for this damn fandom. Also, to anyone seeing this from a reblog, my stuff is over at onethirdofimpossible!) then here we go!

You already mentioned it, but The Rehabilitation of Death is excellent so far! This one is by @bamsara who is new to the CotL fandom but apparently not new to fanfic writing; they have a really popular FNAF fic and I assume the well-deserved attention this fic's been getting is a byproduct of the popularity they've already gotten in other fandoms. :D Welcome, bamsara! Many of the fic writers in this fandom are friends with each other already, but we don't bite if you wanna say hi.

Feel No Evil and Language Barrier, both by @payasita. I always love how payasita portrays this duo (in both digital art and writing), with so much sass and repressed loneliness, knowing they're stuck together for eternity and making the best of it. (And maybe falling in love, depending on how dense Narinder keeps being.) What makes these come alive for me is how well thought out the setting is outside the Lamb and Narinder. The descriptions and weight of emotions really pop here.

LITERALLY ANYTHING written by pavi / @i-eat-deodorant. Depending on how spicy you want your fics to be he has even more here. Character analysis, diction, pacing, etc. are consistently 10/10. Top-quality banter between a sassy Lamb and tired old man Narinder. We constantly bounce ideas off each other and inspire each other a lot but I promise I'm not hyping him up just because he's my friend oh my god please just go bless your eyes.

It Was For You, O Death by blueberry-muffin-massacre (if they have a tumblr, let me know so I can tag!). An intriguing alternative ending to the final battle wherein the Lamb chooses a secret third option by refusing to give up the Red Crown and still observing Narinder as the God of Death. So many details are so well thought out and duality their relationship is nicely characterized-- both genuine care for each other and also quite unhealthy. A fine line treaded well!

Confessional by jusmove (again, lmk if they have a tumblr). Been a while since I've read it, but I love how the Lamb chips at Narinder's very carefully built emotional walls. Their personalities are very well fleshed out here, especially Narinder's cognitive dissonance at being able to process love.

Confession by @thewitchoftheweed. I didn't expect a part two to this one, but my god I was so thrilled when it did update. Narinder and Lamb with their unique and parallel loneliness and their fucked-up sense of everything. Their relationship is very rocky here, and I love how they navigate it: with tension and eventual, pained acceptance. Mind the rating.

Of Character Development and Being Dense by @calliecature. A short and sweet narilamb classic. They're both mutually pining and one of them is too emotionally repressed to realize it. Guess who.

Not An Offering, But a Gift by @checkplzjuliet. Small confession fic. I especially love how Narinder's descriptions twist the knife of his situation here, and how Lambert is a total foil for him! There are a lot of good things happening in such a short span, which is impressive.

Also, if you think you've read all my narilamb fics... I do have a secret one out there too. Just so you know.

Happy reading!

I'm already friends with many of the people here, but if any of the writers I've tagged have been kinda wanting to reach out for a while but feel a little anxious... Don't be. I've made my best friends in this fandom by literally just waiting for some of my readers to get over whatever assumption they have that I'm cool and say hi. Or being the more confident one first.

[itsartlee]

So... I may have redesigned The Lamb.. AGAIN- BUT HEY Now they are with Narinder's design!

I know the art isn't GREAT but I tried I swear I tried! Also wanted to make Lamb a little chubby, but the Chub eventually turns to muscle but not tonned muscles.

Info on Lamb and Narinder Below

Lambert Info

The Lamb, or as I have heard people call them Lambert, started out as a farmer's child. They were a big Mama's kid, a little too hyper at times, but hey, that's what chores on the farm are for. Lambert loved learning to cook with their Mama. They mostly worked in the weat fields, but then the genocide of the Lamb's happened when they were about 18. Lambert saw their entire village get destroyed, and their mom and Pa, along with siblings, die. Lambert was able to get away for a while. Other Lamb's at the time were still getting hunted. They had nightmares a lot during this time. They were finally caught at the age of 25 and sent to death, literally. The Lamb than was told to start a Cult in The One Who Wait's name. The Lamb, in my version, only excepted because they wanted to survive. Survival for their creatures, that and a bit of revenge weighed on their mind to slaughter the creatures that slaughtered their people. The Lamb tried to make the cult more like a safe haven than anything. Yes their were times when sacrifices had to be made, but it was mostly peaceful. At first their were a lot of decenters, but The Lamb only retaught them. The Lamb was soft, lenient. It helped the cult's numbers grow. After a couple of centuries, the Lamb got used to their role. No longer nervous when giving sermons, better at helping followers, better housing, dying a lot less, sometimes only dying in stupid ways to see their God, killing hertics, and witness getting easier. However, the Bishops? Now, that was hard. Each one is more difficult than the last. But eventually, they did it. Their Cult bigger. The Lamb changed. At first a sweet and kind soul, now a blood stained killer of gods. They expected that would be it. Narinder would be fear... but Narinder needed a sacrifice. It was than they knew they should have listened to Shamura... a scarfical Lamb was all they were. So they became a traitor and fought Nardiner almost dying, but in the end.. The Lamb one... they still held that softness and love for their former god. They spared Naridner, and Narinder was furious. It was not easy to get Narinder to settle down to not destroy The Cult to nothing. But after a long time they were able to at least calm him down, and stop him from trying to kill The Lamb. It was around this time that Lambert learned of a Mystic seller, how they were now a infant god, and how the Bishops of old were stuck in purgatory. The Lamb felt... bad for the old faith. Yes they slaughtered their kind but after learning their story with Narinder? They felt bad for both sides. So now they are trying to right their wrongs.

Narinder Info:

He was the second of the Bishop Siblings. Grew up being close to Shamura, and did get along with Heket sneaking her food, but as he got older he god bolder. Wanting change, but death never changes, one day after years of pent up rage and jealously, He snapped and attacked his siblings, taking Leshy's eye, taking Heket's throat, taking Kallamar's ears, and his older sibling Shamura's head. As one would say "See no evil, Speak no evil, hear no evil, and think no evil.." Narinder was than locked up in his domain. Until a Lamb came. The Lamb did their job if not annoyingly being nice to their followers. But when The Lamb came to be slaughtered, they refused. First Baal fell than Aym, than Narinder. The Lamb tried to get him to join their 'community' but Narinder was wrathful and attacked. It took a while for Narinder to get use to everything. Being somewhat mortal. The Lamb never gave up being nice it was... annoying. But eventually Narinder calms down. Him and The Lamb eventually work together.. but now.. his siblings need to be slaughtered once more.

[kuwdora]

Witcher Recs - Angst & Connection

Witcher fandom has such a wide variety of angsty fic. I come bearing a small recs list of 8 angsty witcher stories today. Angst and pain and tragedy, surviving and sometimes not surviving, but also experiencing comfort in that times of need.

This list features game/book Witcher canons but some of them are a little more ambiguous than others. Rare pairs, side characters, and pain.

Pyres by KushielsMercy. 374w, Teen. Éibhear Hattori character study. Angst. People are always hungry on burning days. 

A short fic but every sentence punches you in the throat, gut, and especially the heart.

On Roads Where I Lost Sight of God by kimikocha. Witcher Aubry, original character, Jad Karadin. Angst, child abuse, rescue, Eternal Fire. 1900w. Mature. In Novigrad, where life is cheap, Aubry finds two elvish children locked away in the basement of a philanthropist's hastily abandoned home. Rescuing them isn't even a question. But to do so he'll have to make it out of a city full of burning pyres, run by an Eternal Fire that's in a mood to set non-humans aflame.

The way Aubry tries to connect with the children as he’s trying to keep them safe, it always gets me.

A Killing Frost by @brighteyedjill. 1323w, Teen. Barmin. Impending character death, sacking of Kaer Morhen. Gardens and gardening. Barmin drew the key from his belt, unlocked the greenhouse door, and closed it behind him. The door did nothing to drown out either the smell of smoke or the shouting and screaming. He ignored it.

Secrets and gardens and pain of impending death and destruction, heart wrenching.

En'ca minne by @eatingcroutons. 2951w. Explicit. Milva/Iorveth. Milva saves the remnants of Iorveth's routed commando, and they stop to rest on the way to Brokilon. This is a missing scene fic about a story that Milva briefly talks about in Baptism of Fire. Elves, group sex, canon compliant.

I adore this fic because Milva absolutely deserves all the nice things. And oh the angsty pain and loveeeee.

A candle in the dark by and_a_dash_of_Angst. 1600w. Teen. Lambert and Yennefer. Childhood friends AU. Child abuse, angst, hurt/comfort, first meetings. Neither Yennefer nor Lambert had anything even vaguely resembling a happy childhood. That hasn't changed; sometimes, though, a friendly face can make things seem a little less terrible.

This is such a great premise and fantastic fic where Lambert and Yennefer meet as children and the friendship they find together amidst their abusive upbringings.

Falconry Basics by @brighteyedjill. 2100w. Mature. Coën & Vesemir. Touch-starved, nonsexual bondage. H/c, platonic BDSM. At the start of the winter at Kaer Morhen, Coën watched the Wolves shed their wariness and relax from being individual witchers into being a pack. They pounced on each other in playful attacks and kept some kind of elaborate scoring system about it. They grabbed hold of one another’s arms to get someone’s attention or make a point. They even tussled in the hot springs, all that naked skin sliding together. They knew each other well enough to understand what was wanted without conversation. Coën watched all that and felt it like an ache, like his skin was bruised from not being touched.

The ache in this fic is so painful and wonderful.

where ever I go (trouble seems to follow) by heronfem. 4,057w. Mature. The Inherent Tragedy of Witchers. Worldbuilding. Mental Health Issues. Ves and Vesemir. “I’m named after you,” is the first thing that Ves says to him when she walks up to where he’s working on sharpening blades. “Don’t make it weird, old man.” Vesemir snorts, unable to quite keep from smiling. There’s battle brewing and more bodies in Kaer Morhen breathing than they’ve had in nearly a century, and still he’s been backtalked by young ones. It’s almost nostalgic. “You are only one of many, many others. The world is a strange place.” Or: The Life and Times of Vesemir of Dol Angra, hero of Lyria.

All the character details that heron sheds a light upon in their work is extraordinary. I have a lot of favorite heron fic and this Ves and Vesemir one holds a special place in my aching heart.

Banishment by @witch-and-her-witcher. 520w. Mature. Iorveth/Iskra. Vrihedd Brigade. Angst. Backstory. Iskra seeks comfort before her fate is decided.

This ficlet. The rare pair of it all, omg. The angst of the impending threat to their lives and the comfort of the moment between two elves that never met in canon. This is a fascinating ficlet to see how these two might connect before the worst moment of their lives

Previously on Kuwdora's Witcher Recs:

Sorceress Femslash Part 1

Villains and Bad Guys Part 1

Istredd Recs

[haterishated]

Do you have any parental headcanons for Narinder? Like a young reader in the cult just like... gets attached and just won't leave him alone? Like after his 'fall from Godhood?

º Narinder º

Everything has already gone horribly wrong, and now you’re here to rub the salt in the wound? Narinder is beyond annoyed.

He does everything in his power to get you to leave him alone, but nothing works. You still come up to him with that naive expression on your face. Or maybe you’re not naive and know exactly who he was, he can’t really tell, and neither does he really care.

Narinder isn’t sure why you’re glued to his side and why you’re so attached to the almighty ex-god of death.. but he’s intrigued on what exactly made him so appealing and comforting to you.

But as a few weeks go by, he starts getting these odd urges to protect you and care for you. At first, he brushes it off immediately and just thinks of it as some sort of natural thing that happens between “mortals”.

Soon, Narinder realizes that it isn’t as simple as that. It’s sort of like the feeling a parent has toward their child. And so, he simply accepts you as his “child”.

Narinder makes sure you’re healthy by asking Lambert to sneak in any sort of healthy fruits or vegetables into the dishes served to you. He makes sure you’re happy by hanging out with you, reading you stories whenever you can’t sleep, and treating you nicely.

He feels so purposeful now that he considers you his child and takes great joy and happiness in being your father.

º º º

[lovelyghostz]

Guys look I made a headcanon/story for COTL

Lamb wants to pierce their ears so they do so with the infinite time they have in between regular cult duties. They make some cool looking earring and they love it, taking good care of the piercings. And then they die on a crusade.

They wake in Narinder’s domain just as they always have, and they’re chatting with TOWW (or more accurately chatting at him) and they go to fiddle with their earring as a new fidget they’d picked up, and there’s.. nothing there?? They kinda look confused and start feeling for the small holes in their ears and they’re just gone. They seem genuinely lost for a moment before it clicks, and they look up at Narinder, annoyed.

They accuse him of sealing up their piercings when they died, and he responds with an exasperated sigh, explaining that any bruise, bump, or break of the skin Lambert had upon death would have healed up the instant they died. They scoff at the explanation, trying to reason with Death. They insisted that there was no way the healing process couldn’t find the difference between a wound and a carefully placed piercing, but TOWW simple gestured towards their ear in a way to say, “clearly not.”

After their complaints had died down and the Lamb stood with crossed arms and a sour look, Narinder sighed, leaning down and reaching out towards them with large, skeletal hands. He took their ears, one in each hand, and made the smallest puncture on each one with the very tip of his boney claw. He then leaned back, smiling down at the Lamb softly, and they honestly couldn’t tell if he was smiling because of his work or for them.

With their face flushed slightly they stuttered out a thank you, feeling at the slightly larger but surprisingly well-done holes in their ears. Narinder’s lower two eyes looked away, his third locked on them with a slightly larger pupil than the others.

For what must have been the thousandth time, he told them to rise for resurrection. This time felt better, though. Less of a command and more of an offering. Of course, that feeling wouldn’t stay, they were his vessel, but it was nice to see that part of the God of Death. A gentler side.

Lambert decided that they would have to find more excuses to worm that side out of him.

Ok thats all thanks

[therekinperson]

Hello! I love your art, especially your Role Swap AU one. Questions, if I could about it: what crimes did Momento commit to get incarcerated? What are their attack patterns and movesets? What's Narinder's story here in this AU? What animal species did you make your Bishops into, an elaboration on the concept art you used, especially the "hear no evil" one? What capes/fleeces does he have? What's he like as a cult leader?

Have a good day and a kind month! Eat your meals regularly.

For the Memento Mori questions, their crimes are pretty much similar with Narinder's along with the attack patterns

Narinder though, he was sent to death by the bishops due to the constant occurrences of him revolting against them. Even before he was resurrected he already had an odd cult following praising him for his defiance... (but it isnt swag when youre trying to have people have faith in you so uh... choppy choppy)

Im actually giving the bishops their designs right now, but I have an idea: "Leshy" -> Haro?? (Black Banded Owl) [It was singing, so I just went "mmmm no more beak"] "Heket" -> Snake Character (Indian Cobra) [It had gold on its head, so I took a chunk of.... their head] "Kallamar" -> The Fisherman (I ran out of characters :[ ) [Literally have no reason, I just kinda messed around until it looked nice, I still wanted to keep the underwater themeing]

"Shamura" -> Black Goat Character (Greater Kudu maybe) [In the concept art, it was shown having eyes, eyes are a big nono"]

Also some "fleece" ideas

Narinder would be a very stonefaced leader, but pretty identical to the Lamb or Lambert. But he'd whack his followers with his crown shaped as a newspaper if they act dumb

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And a Narinder doodle

[skyartworkzzz]

How did life in the cult looked like before Narinder was killed and Lamb ascended?

Were they a benevolent leader or a cruel one?

And has anything changed since Lamb ascended?

OKAY SO MILDLY LONG RESPONSE UNDER THE CUT bless chu for these questions mwehe love me rambling .w. 💜

Before Narinder was killed and Lambert was still his vessel, everyone was pretty much living a regular routine The only thing that changed over time on all the followers was their growing "weirdness" due to the Lamb's influence as their Leader xD

When Narinder was defeated and Lamb became the new God of Death, life carried out pretty normally afterwards, but now with the followers being much more devoted to the Lamb! Many who were once skeptical to their ways were converted too Im still questioning on whether the followers should be aware of who Nari used to be or not since- well they did see the whole ass fight in the game so I think itd be natural for them to know LMAO BUT IF THEY DO KNOW WHO NARI WAS, theres a chance some would make fun of him either on his face or on his back for what he is now: a follower just like them. Some would probably praise the Lamb at him, most would likely leave him alone........theres many possibilities, but overall theyd get used to his presence like any other fellow cult-mate x'D

Lamb has always been a kind, just leader who tried their best to make everyone comfortable in their new home at the cult, but that is not to say that when shit would get serious They Would Be Serious. Many difficult dissenters have already perished on their hands or were tortured to conversion While some followers felt a sense of familiarity with Lamby and treated them like a close friend, others were too scared or shy to approach despite knowing how nice they were Lambert never seemed to care much what others thought of them, but did try to put in the effort to at least leave a respectful and trustworthy image in their minds as their Leader At the beginning they never searched to develop stronger bonds with their followers, but as time went by after living with the same faces for a while, it just- happened xD

Once the Lamb's ascension started in order to become an official God, the cult slowly got more and more scared of their Leader, either for fear of who they were becoming or worry for who they were losing Many followers and Disciples that grew closer to the Lamb became overly concerned about their well-being, making sure to constantly check in whenever they noticed something was off The closer Lambert got to divinity, the more distance they started to place between them and the followers. Not because they wanted to, but because they were no longer able to relate to them and they to the Lamb (like friends growing apart for being interested in different things yk) Naturally, theyd feel lonely LOL and cling more onto Narinder since he is the only one who knows what they are going through (for the most part at least-)

ONE DAY ILL GET A GOOD AMOUNT OF COMICS AND A TIMELINE SET UP TO ILLUSTRATE THESE BETTER for now thats it </3