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Narinder is taken into an okiya at a young age after the death of his family and village. He climbs the ranks and slowly forms a new family.
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" - They were sincere and honest, he knew that. But promises were fragile things, easily broken by a harsh reality they would both have to soon face. He would be free, and he would be alone, his vessel far out of the bounds for resurrection. "
au where narinder and the lamb are lovers before the fight
product of one of my tumblr posts :pray: https://www.tumblr.com/sk8junksid/757101069028458496?source=share
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“I’m everything your parents hate. I’m poor, I'm rude, and I take up space. I’m nothing like you white picket fence fucks–no offense.”
Butters blinked at him, brows raised in a perpetual confusion.
“Are you sayin’...you want to be my parent's kid instead?”
Kenny burst out into laughter at the mere suggestion of that.
“Hell no! What I mean is-” he sighed, deciding how he should best explain the genius of this plan to Butters. "Date me."
Or: Kenny pretends to be Butters' boyfriend in a scheme to get the Stotch's to stop grounding him.
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28 Jan 2026
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Narinder hates everything. Hates being around the lamb, hates the lambs followers, hates being mortal, hates being treated like a mortal-he could go on and on. But he remembers mentions of outside lands, lands his siblings refused to let him research or try to explore. And he heads out on a trip to escape his old life entirely.
There's word that in these lands, mortals can be worshipped as if they were gods too, and Narinder wants a taste of what he lost.
Unfortunately, the Lamb is a Lamb, and Narinder is their shepherd, and they will always end up following him everywhere.this fic is abandonded i am not going to be updating it.
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05 May 2025
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Amare Mortem ~ To Love Death by rain_storm_seas_666
Fandoms: Cult of the Lamb (Video Game)
06 Sep 2024
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“S’auy!!!” At the little voice that shouted to them, Shamura smiled even brighter. Heket’s face fell as she glanced behind them and must have seen their youngest brother running up… or well… toddling up as he still had to learn how to run properly.
“Best be quick about it, lest I tell Leshy to run and fetch mother.” At Shamura’s words Heket gulped.
“I’m sorry! I am sorry, Kallamar!” She said quickly. Shamura nodded with a smile.
“Good.” They said softly as they stood and went to Leshy, catching him and spinning him around in a hug. He giggled and closed his eyes holding onto their tunic front tightly. “Now, where were you wandering off to?” Shau said gently as they stopped spinning and looked down into Leshy’s bright red eyes.
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Eldest: Shamura [they/them]
Second: Heket [she/her]
Third: Kallamar [he/him]
Fourth: Leshy [he/him]
Youngest: Narinder [he/him]The vessel: (the last of the lambs, wasn’t christened and never received a proper name) “only known as” The Lamb, or simply Lamb [they/them]
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27 Jul 2024
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WAHHH gotta rea..d... i luv the intro already im so sleepy but. I Need too,,,