#trod au

[bamsara]

Hands

[fallinforaguyfelldownfromthesky]

@bamsara

foreplay

[thelostmoongazer]

gonna keep it real with you all i mainly got into cotl so i could have better context to read the TROD fic .......

The Rehabilitation Of Death AU belongs to @bamsara the comic scene is from chapter 16 lol

[mudtrash]

Narinder/Narilamb doodles somewhat inspired by @bamsara ‘s trod AU and just general cotl brain rot

Finally tried my hand at drawing them and now I want more 😌✨

[rubyfunkey]

The Rehabilitation of Death by @bamsara

didnt have time to clean this like i wanted but i needed to get this scene out of my head desperately. im good now

[runningwithscizzorz]

next - previous Two more pages!! Maybe three? We'll see! I'm sorry this took so long haha, I've been busier, but I really want to finish these!

[cryptidclownz]

@bamsara trod bad ending epilogue

[goebee]

This part of the chapt made me giggle @bamsara

[pinkiepig]

Thinking about trod au 😔😔😔😔😔

[belongsintwentytwofandoms]

another moment from bamsaras trod, also a meh attempt at following the " this death was painful" cotl tober prompt

[bamsara]

The Rehabilitation of Death

Chapter 22: The Heartless Men, The Bathhouse, The Nightmare

At ease again with each other's company in the crusade, they come across the Lamb's old friend Ratoo, a sweet man who's very presence makes Narinder feel deeply and truly unsettled for reasons the Lamb cannot decipher. Their concern, however, is caught by Narinder's confrontation as to why they no longer hum the way he used to hear throughout the crown.

During battle with the Baalzebub, the Lamb gets injured, and misunderstanding (though funny and embarressing as it was) leads them to plead with the cat to take them to the cult's bathhouse, a finished project they needed an excuse to show him anyways.

It's there Narinder points out a scar he's taken an unsual amount of interest in, one that Lambert has no memory of obtaining.

In the middle of the night, a nightmare brings the Lamb knocking desperatly on Narinder's door.

Chapter Wordcount: 12,109 | Read the Tags | Thanks for reading!

[thelostmoongazer]

...Their face darkens. “I told you no weapons.” Narinder’s smile is dripping with their own blood as he laughs and sways, low and maddening. “You said nothing against teeth.” They cannot tell if it’s the drink or the adrenaline that burns heat to the tip of their ears, but blood pools behind their irises with it, and Lambert runs for him again...

TRoD AU and writing belongs to @bamsara

[impeachywitchy]

Denial is a river in egypt. I really wanted to make a lil comic of them together teheee

[iron-lotus]

hiii cotl fandom……

[runningwithscizzorz]

I am still laughably bad at drawing cats, I’ll get it eventually haha. More shitten drawings!

[serv0z]

hi TRoD enjoyers i bring food sorry im STILL not over their favourite colors being the others eye color im ILL IM SICK IM GRRHRGAAAA