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1. Depression Quest by by_glass_and_waves

   Fandoms: Cult of the Lamb (Video Game)  

   • Mature
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • F/M
   • Work in Progress

   05 Jan 2024

   Tags

   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • The Lamb/The One Who Waits | Narinder
   • The One Who Waits | Narinder
   • The Lamb (Cult of the Lamb)
   • Post-Canon
   • Forced Marriage
   • Abuse
   • Unhealthy Relationships
   • Self-Harm
   • Obsession
   • Yandere
   • Depression
   • Regret
   • Not Happy
   • Blood and Injury
   • she/they pronouns for Lamb
   • Lamb is not a Good Person
   • Lamb is kind of insane
   • Narinder does not have a good time
   • I wrote this instead of Courtship like a dumbass
   • well Courtship is based on it so
   • Mental Breakdown
   • Self-Destruction
   • Jealousy
   • toxic as fuck
   • Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
   • NariLamb
   • but it ain't the good kind
   • Slow to Update
   • camellias were harmed in this fic
   • Suicidal Thoughts
   • Narinder and Ratoo become friends and it's the only good thing to happen in this fic

   Summary

   What was this fool doing? The fallen god pulled at the chains binding him, scowling and trying to free one hand so he could strike the traitor. "What is the meaning of this, heretic?"

   "I did this for you. You're under my protection now. No one would ever think of hurting you now that you're mine." The Lamb bent down in front of him and stroked his cheek.

   He felt as though he was going to vomit. "Traitorous wretch! Do you think I would ever be yours? To usurp a god-" The Lamb laughed. "No, no. I made sure that you would always be mine. Now I own you, body and soul." They leaned forward to press their lips on the top of his head.

   The One Who Waits immediately retched. "You coward! How dare you!" As he struggled in his binds, the Lamb turned to the crowd once more.

   "Behold, my husband, Narinder."

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