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To be fair, it was the Lamb’s fault.
..Maybe a little bit of Narinder’s, but it was mostly Lambert’s fault.
After a rather embarrassing accident on a crusade, Narinder opts to be resurrected instead of healed. Only, The Lamb's anxious mind haunted by past memories bumbled the ritual, and the cat comes back cursed: conscious, aware (not that The Lamb knows that) but with an insatiable hunger for flesh. Now, until Kallamar can return with crystals to cure him, Lambert must keep the cat alive, keep him from killing any of their flock and somehow keep him fed.
Unsurprisingly however, their husband already had a taste for mutton and is hardly taking any of this seriously.
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- Part 3 of The Rehabilitation Of Death
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Something goes wrong. The crown is split during Narinder's defeat, splitting the power between him and the Lamb.
Narinder keeps a portion of his godhood, and the Lamb finds that abilities they had access to before are no longer possible: Healing is cut short. Powers are halved. And there is a very real chance of permadeath, as the ability to resurrect is not possible without full power, and the God of Death is not cooperative.
Afterlife and Purgatory are not options either. Dying means erasure. Gone.Lambert knows Narinder grows stronger by the day, crown or not, and yet keeps him spared as they try to figure out how to complete their own goals. Narinder vows vengeance on the lamb for usurping him. After a few unsuccessful murder attempts, he's in for the long haul. It is only a matter of time before the Lamb's guard is down before he can strike, and The One Who Waits is very patient. When a mystic being demands they save the bishops from purgatory, an alliance is in order.
Except...the lamb's actions and their presence begin to unlock abilities within the God of Death he didn't know he had prior to his imprisonment, among other fickle things, like emotions. The prophecy didn't warn him of that part.
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- Part 1 of The Rehabilitation Of Death
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Beads of sweat can be seen forming, and her shoulders tense and ridged. “They are dead, O’ Death. Permanently, we fear.”
Narinder simply blinks. “Is that so?”
“Y-yes, my lord.”
(That’s funny, because he feels very much alive right now.)
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After a short few days trip, Narinder returns to a frantically worried flock informing him that his spouse and The Leader of the Cult, has died and was not reviving.Series
- Part 4 of The Rehabilitation Of Death
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The masquerade was Kallamar’s idea, funny enough.
The Lamb took to the idea like a moth to flame. Which is surprising given their distaste of the Bishops, though Narinder finds it less so when the Lamb brings up the idea of transforming the event into a game. A Murder Mystery, even. Good for the faith, they said.
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One-shot piece for the Unholy Devotion Narilamb Zine -
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Five times where Death beckons them, and once where he comes when he is called.
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- Part 2 of The Rehabilitation Of Death
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two dudes sittin in a space ship five feet apart cause its a slowburn
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EE&E Universe (Mad Scientist & Arsonist Assistant AU) by BamSara
Fandom Don't Starve (Video Game)
13 Feb 2021
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Narinder is used to the Lamb and their strange quirks. He is used to watching the Lamb do chores, gamble away their money in Knucklebones, fish, and other inane activities. Even being unable to read the Lamb's mind, The One Who Waits is confident that he knows the Lamb.
Until he realizes he doesn't.
The Lamb is suddenly very blank-faced, almost like a canvas. This is different than what he knows of them-- except when they are around their Followers. For some reason-- some strange, inexplicable reason-- the Lamb is only different around him.
Narinder must now balance dealing with the Lamb's bewildering behavior, becoming accustomed to mortal life, a stupid task from the Mystic Seller to fetch his siblings... and the whispers of strange happenings all around the cult-- all seemingly tied to a prophecy that rears its ugly head in his dreams that he cannot make heads nor tails of.
Beware the Teeth in the Darkness.
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"My followers were yours, and you've had more before that. You know how to lead, and we're the only two that could do it indefinitely. I've already been benefiting from your guidance up until this point, and I still could."
The flock just keeps growing. I can care for it on a large scale, but it's more feasible to stay on top of things on a more, I guess… relational level if there's more than just one person at the head," they explain with a nod, seeming satisfied with themself. And oddly, it's their forthright manner here that's throwing him off guard, more than anything.
Through the crown, he had listened in on their sermons. They were a talented preacher, sometimes fearsome and sometimes loving, always grandiose. He'd drunk deep of the devotion their fervor inspired, and of their own fidelity to the gospel in their hand, penned carefully in his name. Their own worship.
And now, they spoke to him as if they were haggling with one of the vendors on the outskirts. Like that poorly disguised cannibal who sold them fish.
"So, I think it'd be a logical course of action if we just get married, and lead together," they finish, nodding again.-
Every time the Lamb proposes, ect.
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24 Aug 2023
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Currently one of my fave fics. Dropped whatever I was doing in order to read it when I saw an update. The Lamb and Narinder bounce back and forth and the death cat has to adapt to mortal body while Lamb pines. 10/10 Losing my mind
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Who Tends to the Shepherd Whom Herds the Flock? by EpicAandK
Fandoms: Cult of the Lamb (Video Game)
07 Dec 2023
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Prophecy is a fickle thing; any deity worthy of their title and power should know this.
Trusting to blindly in prophecy is a fool’s errand.
Yet attempting to outrun prophecy often brings one straight to it.
When a deity rests, unlike mortals, they do not dream. No. They prophesize. Visions of the past, visions of the future, or nothing at all.
It was most common for a god to simply see nothing while resting.
Out of the five bishops of the old faith it was Shamura was the most likely to receive these prophecies. Many trusted in Shamura’s words, they foresaw each and every one of his siblings, they prophesied the formation of the old faith, they raised each and every bishop of the old faith.
So, when Shamura voiced concerned about a prophecy they foresaw, the five bishops agreed to gathered at the temple within the silk cradle.
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LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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One-shot inspired by BamSara's Bytes of Lunacy (Chapter 20, Too Much Pain To Sleep).
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There was something slumped beneath a tree, and you had no idea what it was.
The sunlight shone brighter where it laid, despite the leaves above not differing from any of the other foliage.
It was such a small thing to notice in comparison to everything else, but it brought a small hysterical giggle out past the lump in your throat as it finally clicked in place what you were seeing.
It was a god.
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You are a peasant living in the middle of the woods, Sun is the god of day you brought back home with you, and Moon is the god of night tucked away in the Celestial Realm.
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- Part 1 of Celestial Sundown AU