#probably kind of cotl

[farmersfieldwolf]

sometimes- ghosts turn you into shapes likely in serial numbers filed off land i dunno even this even is anymore lololol but i love them so much and got a song stuck in my head i unno even what to tag this. in case anyone wondered why the lamb was so upset about everything

i also watched with any sort of certainty music video again and honestly that's probably how i got to disintegrating eldritch being tbh

I ADDED AN E TO FROM? when did that happen lolol

also the line "you hate your pulse because it still thinks you're alive" is so good

[falling-skyzz]

miscellaneous doodles & wips

[riiviir]

I had the sudden urge to draw them lineless

[scrybeofstars]

now that i've started playing sky cotl again my silly little brain decided to immediately imagine a funny little au with the season of rhythm spirits in a setting similar to isat w thoughtful director being the equivalent of siffrin 🫶

another fun fact is that i have these cute lil headcanons about that specific spirit being rhythm guide's (and by extension performance guide's) elder sibling and them considering the rest of the troupe like family to the point they wouldn't know what to do if they were ever separated from them - vaguely inspired by sky comics i've read in the past.

don't you think that would be a funny au? i think that's a very funny au my brain cooked 😊

[firefl1ezz]

figuring out how i wanna draw these guys :3 click for better quality tumblr loves to compress me aaaaa

doodle thing + mini comic under the cut

[just-a-mod]

yeah

so

-clicks tongue-

I blame this post

[blustarpilot]

Sketched out a height chart kind of drawing for the bishops and lamb. Pretty happy with the shapes, but maybe I will change a few more things so they make more sense. (Also I’m probably gonna give Kallamar and Shamura simpler legs because I’m too bad at giving them tentacles and spider legs properly)

[sinners-respite]

Sky:CotLxVocaloid/Miku collab where you get a new call that plays a little “mi!” sound when you press it normally, but then does a “ku!” sound when you long press it hit post

[cultofdarkwood]

I think the mods in a discord call Lamb Lambert. (maybe idk someone might should fact check that)

okay i did check the wiki again bc i remembered seeing something about the discord

"Lambert" is only the name that the Lamb has been referred to by Discord followers; however, their name is never mentioned in the game itself. Community Manager Steve and Developer Julian have stated that the Lamb doesn't have any name, and probably won't.

"lambert" is also not under any of the aliases that are listed for the lamb that appear in game. i think wherever "lambert" came from was a fan's idea for a name that just took off in the fandom, because you cant get any more canon that a developer outright stating, "Yeah they don't have a name and probably never will".

[definitely-not-a-lamb]

Jakovis ran through darkwood, mostly to gather supplies for his mercenary group, but also to make sure the lamb was doing alright on their crusade. While they likely wouldn’t stay dead, he didn’t want to take that chance. He didn’t want to be alone. Finally reaching his destination, he morphed his crown into a pair of daggers, throwing them directly at a pair of hostile cultists. Jumping down from the trees, he’d morph his crown back onto his head before morphing it into a sword, slicing down the first henchman, before elbowing the second and plunging the sword into them. From there, he’d transform into a larger, almost bishop-like form he gained from years of wielding the crown, grabbing and throwing the few remaining cultists.

“…They most likely won’t survive that…if they land in anchordeep by some miracle though, maybe they will.”

He’d then transform back into his usual form, and stood there, waiting for the lamb to show up. Once they did, he raised his arms in greeting before dropping them back down to his sides.

“Hello, lamb! I hope you don’t mind me taking care of these cultists. Just figured I should help!”

“…I don’t have time for this, wolf. Leshy will fall, and you won’t get in my way.”

“Yeah, not likely…but i’ll go along anyway. Might as well make sure you don’t die. The bloodshed left in your wake is entertaining, after all.”

Due to laziness and overall just general montage stuff, the two stood outside Leshy’s temple.

“This is where you depart, understand? I will not hesitate to strike you down if you get in my way.”

“Yes, I know, lamb. You may fail, but you will not fall. I will make sure of it.”

Jakovis leaped up, and began climbing up the walls of the temple until he reached the roof, from there, he’d assist the lamb in their fight by taking down minor enemies, while also hindering them by throwing daggers at them. When the lamb was nearing death, he’d jump down- but get caught on a vine, falling face first into the floor, upon which a loud crack could be heard.

“What the hell-”

unintelligible angry and confused worm noises

“HOLY FUCKING HELL THAT HURT!” He’d yell, grabbing his “face”, which was now revealed to be a wooden mask, with large crack splitting it in two. Leaning back to pull out some splinters, the illusion glyph on his cloak de-activated. Once he was done, he looked at Leshy, a small group of enemies, and the lamb, confused…although not for long. “…Ah shit…the mask broke…welp. I’m out. This bullshit just stopped being my problem.”

[cosmicheartz]

me: yea Solange was pretty shitty to Narinder for a while post usurp but i dont think she did or said anything that was extremely fucked up

also me: When Narinder attempted to bury the hatchet with Solange she literally told him that the only way to earn her forgiveness was to kill himself or die along with telling him on multiple occasions she should have killed him

[beigetiger]

Smiles dreamily

Ah, the urge to create two new OCs when you already have well over a dozen and haven’t drawn any of them…

[protectorcraft]

waiiiit a fucking second. if they've set a daily point limit for the number of points you can earn for your team in the tourney. that means its entirely based on day to day participation and the number of individuals on each team, as opposed to skill.

which means the tourney very well may be rigged in a specific teams favor. thatgamecompany you guys are morons.

[riiviir]

fanart is so hard to draw. stupid characters having stupid details that are out of my stupid comfort zone AAAAAGH

[albino-parakeet]

When other Sky Players tell you how much they love your outfit

[alllgator-blood]

'FOGGY STREETS AND CHRISTMAS LIGHTS'

(part 3/3)

I'm gonna infodump about the backstory of this comic, don't feel obligated to read it because it's not cotl related it's just personal stuff, I just want to be able to write about it somewhere cause I can't really talk to anyone about it.

As always, thanks for reading this far, sorry my stuff has been such a bummer so consistently. This comic goes out to all my "christmas induced depression" homies, I left my house maybe like ~5 times all month and it was NOT pleasant hearing "IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR!!" on the radio when I'm so ready for it to be over. Gonna take it reaaaaal easy til the year ends, you guys take it easy too!! Got some asks I have to respond to when I'm more stable but probably no new comic pages til january

Alright uhhh so this part of the comic is pretty much taken directly from the last time I saw my great-grandma alive, a few days before christmas. She didn't remember me, but at the nursing home there was a piano, and I sat down and played some stuff because I didn't know what to say. I was really into lisa the painful rpg at the time, and I played that "I've got the joy" song that the villain sings without realizing it was an old christian campfire song. She didn't really say much or move that whole night, just kind of gave me a polite blank smile, but started singing the words when I played the notes to that song.

I kinda stopped in shock, my dad frantically asked me to keep playing, so I did. While the comic I made is way more sappy than the actual moment was, I wish I'd cherished the moment longer. I didn't know it was the last time I'd see her alive. Every family christmas was held at her house when she was around, so it's been weird the past few years. I actually lost another dementia-addled grandma to cancer on christmas eve in 2009, so the holiday was already kind of weird for me on top of everything else that makes me sad this time of year. That's what part 2 was about, I'll spare the details but I wrote leshy to act out how I felt back then. Why are we all sad? This is supposed to be a happy time, all the decorations are up and we're almost all here, so why is everyone smiling yet everything feels so wrong? I feel like since leshy's canonically the most ignorant one to things lurking below the surface, he'd be the one to try and make everyone feel better but not quite understand why everyone is so miserable. My first memory of having self injurious behavior came from then, hence why I had leshy pull his leaves off in the last comic. It was confusing and frustrating and I was just old enough to comprehend something was wrong, but not old enough to understand the depth of it, it DEFINITELY didn't help that nobody helped me back then so I made leshy's siblings actually come in clutch instead of grabbing him/yelling at him.

That night with the piano was something that's stuck with me the few years she's been gone, but I felt kind of strange when I asked my dad and my sister about it and neither of them remembered it. The room we were in was completely empty so nobody else witnessed it but us three. I myself have a history of head trauma and memory loss (plus, native americans are disproportionately more likely to develop dementia... lucky us) so if I ever forgot about that moment, there'd be nobody left to remember it. Sometimes when I do comics, it's my way of going "this happened at some point, and the only evidence it ever happened was me witnessing it, so if something happens to me I want the memory to stay alive in some form."

Anyway. The autistic urge to overshare, am I right? Idk what my religious ass great-grandma would think of me drawing demonic comics about my last memory of her, she'd probably think it's funny though cause she raised my dad whose interests have always been "death metal and devil worship". I'm not sure if anyone read this far, I just hope my dumb comics can convey the things I can't say with my voice and struggle to say through text. None of this was supposed to be "feel bad for me!! Woe is me!!", it was supposed to me more like...cathartic? Healing? I almost didn't post this comic because it felt kinda weird, but seeing people connect with it made it worth it imo. Thank you