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bamsara · 6 months

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Some side characters/cult members for The Rehabilitation of Death. This originally was just supposed to be some light sketches but now they're all fully lined up and colored oops

Info about all of them under the cut:

All followers were designed based off of the actaul follower forms in game. Characters in order:

Bremar 🦊 (He/Him): Boy that often gets peer pressured into doing dangerous or scary things by his friends/bullies. Good heart, not a lot of spine yet.

Finor 🐰 (She/They): Elderly follower. A devoted follower, but much too in the habit of behaving like an overbearing grandmother to those who aren’t even her kits. Comes from bearing so many in life before losing them to heretics in the wilds. Lambert found her already aged out in the forest after her husband and family were slaughtered, and she has been caring for others ever since her rescue. Stern and not a big fan of PDA, but good heart.

Cow Nurse 🐄 (No Name yet, She/Her): A nurse that works in the healing bay; takes care of the injured and sick while the lamb is gone. Stern and easily frustrated but it comes from a place of concern.

The Shrew and The Otter (No names yet) 🐁🦦 (Both She/Her): Lovers that often leave their work posts to be affectionate with each other in secret (even though everyone already knows). Eventually asks the Lamb to officiate their wedding.

Joon 😺 (Any/They/Them) (Otherwise known as 'the yellow cat' from that one COTL short): The best farmer the cult has, wasn't born until long after the bishop's defeats, and is a part of the generation that is blissfully unaware of Bishops prior tyranny. Bright but a little nervous at times, the Lamb asks them to watch over a certain 'new arrival' as their own hands are full, and Joon becomes the unaware caretaker for a certain God of Chaos.

Paazi 🐸 and her parents🦅🦇: (She/Her for Paazi, Unnamed: Eagle is He/Him, Bat is They/Them): Paazi is a orphan rescue from Anura found as young as a tadpole, later adopted by this older couple. She is the frog that fell from the cliffside and was later saved by Narinder, in which gains him her parent's appreciation.

Grekimar 🐷 (He/Him): A lumber worker who was exiled from his village in Anura, and taken in by the cult as 'all past sins are forgiven here'. Very critical of Narinder's presence, and is one spit away from dissension

Jayen 🐻 (He/Him): One of the two followers Narinder killed during his dramatic arrival to the cult grounds when Jayen was just trying to protect his leader, later resurrected by Narinder and Lambert in Chapter 2. Conflicted about Narinder's presence: grateful to be resurrected (Lamb told Jayen that Narinder helped) but still traumatized from the murder. Feels tingly in his hand and arm often. Sweet but nervous.

Tyren 🐶 (He/Him): One of the stone miners. Rescued from Darkwood. The very 'golden lab retriever' personality makes him one of the more friendlier types; this dog has a big crush on the Lamb that goes past prophet idolization.

#TROD Au #the rehabilitation of death #narilamb #cult of the lamb #cotl au #cotl oc #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #cotl leshy #cotl yellow cat #doodles

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nomname · 4 months

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O'ercharger With Death

Lambert x Narinder || Royal AU

Still unsure what this AU should be about. Pretty much it's just me throwing stuff in there to see what sticks, no solid story just concept ideas.

warnings below → drinking blood, blood, eye gore and murder

Haha funny instrumental representing the living body and the old faith being conductors capable of influencing mortals' music with tragedy.

Although Narinder can not influence anyone. death isn’t capable of changing the outcome. death is the end of ends something already pre-decided. Lambert though…

If one of the hands of death could conduct music wouldn't it be similar to reanimating a corpse?

It was prophesied that Narinder would share the role of death with a Lamb, Hence his arranged marriage with Lambert. However, even with Lambert as life and could revive the dead, Lambert still struggles to reanimate the dead and simply refuses to do so despite narinder's encouraging gifts but soon would be enough.

Standing underneath the shattered stained glass ceiling, drenched in his sibling's blood that was beginning to burn his flash and soon leaving nothing but bone. his neck snapped upward to the heavens above, chanting his forbidden scripture.

The ear of pestilence silenced all sounds before all sounds became louder with the mind of war ripping the fabric of space in half, the gods, they saw through the eyes of chaos and spoke through the throat of famine. Narinder was going to unstable the balance and bring an apocalypse to the crowns if it would undo the vile prophecy.

That's when the guards started piling into the castle doors.

His actions resulted in banishment his siblings decided; to chain their brother beneath the kingdom's catacombs. These catacombs connected the vast territories of Darkwood, Anura, Anchordeep, and Silk Cradle. In this place, Narinder would serve as an eternal undertaker.

Someone had to take on the role of death, and Narinder was deemed unreliable. And I think it would be cool if Shamura and the others would have to take on that responsibility.

The prophecy would soon be brought forth. Shamura and the others can try to prevent it, but it will come to fruition. Thus the madness above and beneath the kingdoms began.

flowers

I chose butterflies because of their mud pudding; I thought it would be neat to represent butterfly blush sprouting from the lambs' corpses.

For-Get-Me-Nots is pretty self-explanatory.

Aster is based on the tears of Astraea.

The Golden Beams is about Narinder and Lambert becoming one… and their marriage. Lol

Think the cult grounds being built on top of Narinder's kingdom would be a neat concept; might play around with it at a later date.

#cult of the lamb #cotl followers #cotl narinder #cotl bishops #cotl lamb #art: o'ercharged with death #narilamb #scratching at my enclosure #I want this game so bad #want to add more detail but its been a mouth ylikes #art

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awarmbowlofhomemadesoup · 1 year

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Theory: Why Contain Death?

When you have the Resurrection Ritual and Narinder asks you to resurrect someone, something about his line after finishing the quest caught my curiosity:

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[ID: Narinder saying “Ha! Hahahaha! I cannot begrudge supplantation by one such as yourself. Why contain death? And with none to stand in your way. You are, after all, the last God left in the Lands of the Old Faith.”]

That’s what got my curiosity. When he said, “Why contain death?”

Then Haro told Lambert:

“He was unalike the rest of his kin. While others dealt with flux; chaos, famine, pestilence, war. Things in which their constancy must transpose. And yet he was the inevitable; the obstinate and irresistible. The one who waits.

Truly peculiar, 'twould then seem, has appetency to invite the novel and the new, break ancient vow and primordial bond alike. Traditions stagnate and appetites augment, nonetheless. Doubt tears faith asunder.”

When Narinder got bored, he created the Resurrection ritual that broke "ancient vow and primordial bond alike.”

Why contain death? If a god could resurrect, it spells bad to the other gods. Sacrifices are no longer sacred and death as punishment is no longer consequential when pledging yourself to another god could bring them back.

As one of the characters has said, a god is nothing without their flock.

But did Narinder care? No. If that meant he would be the last God left in the Lands of the Old Faith, then so be it. If the crowns of his siblings starve and die, it will be fine because his siblings would still be alive (like what happened to Haro’s crown).

Maybe, as far as Narinder was concerned, he had thought it through with his siblings in mind.

But Shamura had to choose between Narinder and their godhoods because power isn’t something you just let go of. And so the strife between Narinder and his siblings began.

And I like to think, in a complicated way, it’s one of the reasons why Narinder would have let go of his grudge after you complete the Resurrection ritual quest. Because finally, someone understood.

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl narinder #cotl the one who waits #the one who waits #cotl lambert #true devotion #the lamb x narinder #lamb x narinder #narilamb #lambwaits #the lamb x the one who waits #lamb x the one who waits

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witcher-and-his-bard · 1 year

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Love Letters

Pairing: Geralt x Jaskier Warning(s): none Rating: general

Fic Summary: Jaskier writes down all his feelings in a letter he never expects Geralt to see - only for Geralt to arrive shortly after, snowed out of Kaer Morhen.

For @jackironsides 💜

My beloved Geralt

Dear Geralt

Geralt, my love

No matter what he writes, it sounds wrong. Too intimate, too casual, too... much in one way or another. Jaskier hasn't even gotten past the introduction and he already wants to give up on the letter. It feels so easy over the summer, when he and Geralt spend long, muggy days walking side-by-side. Jaskier sings and Geralt rides, and occasionally, Geralt will even sing along with whatever he's playing.

Now, in the dark of his room at the academy, those feelings feel dull and distant. Not Jaskier's feelings, of course, but the potential reciprocation. These days, he finds himself thinking about Geralt's relationships with Eskel or Lambert, or even Vesemir. He wonders how different those relationships are to the one he shares with Geralt. Maybe those gentle things Geralt says to him in the comfort of their shared inn rooms are just things Geralt would say to anyone.

Ugh. Jaskier flops backward in his chair, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. He wishes there was an easy way to know these things, and for the first time in a long time he finds himself envying Yennefer. She could just read Geralt's mind, she could just know. And Geralt? He can smell emotions or something like that; at least, he always seems to know when Jaskier is upset about something. Maybe he took the wrong path in life. Maybe he should have tried to get into Ban Ard and become a mage. Surely there is some chaos in him, enough, at least, to be able to read minds.

Briefly, Jaskier considers contacting Yen. They've had a better relationship as of late, and she might be able to give him some insight, if nothing else. But he doesn't want to drag her into something that isn't really any of her business. Not because he's afraid to tell her, but because she might not want to know. She's happy now - travelling with Triss and Istredd last he heard - but there might be some leftover feelings there and he doesn't want to bring up Geralt in a romantic setting if he doesn't need to. Plus, he doesn't want to feel like more of a burden than he already does.

Jaskier looks down at the half-started letter in front of him and angrily crumples it up before blowing out the candle and shoving his chair back. He flops forward onto folded arms, looking out into the blue of the night sky, speckled with snow. Normally, he would take comfort in a view like this, but tonight, it just reminds him of how far away Geralt is.

Is it even worth beginning a relationship when they spend so much time apart? Would Geralt even be interested? Even if he was madly in love with Jaskier, would that be enough? What's the point when you have no one to cuddle with and watch the snowfall? But then maybe Geralt would want to visit some winters if they were more.

Gods, he wants that more than he can even properly comprehend. The idea of falling asleep in Geralt's arms feels like the height of romance. Already, Jaskier treasures the moments he falls asleep listening to Geralt's voice, even if he does feel a bit bad about it in the morning. Despite himself, a dopey smile spreads across his face at the thought. He misses Geralt more than he can say while they're apart in the winter. It's only a little into the season and already the long, dark winter feels endless.

Jaskier inhales deeply, sighs, and sits up to write. He's determined to finish this letter, even if it never reaches its intended audience.

Geralt,

I know it's barely been a month since we parted, but I find myself longing again for your company. Teaching is hectic as always, and my students love a tale of your heroism. I know you don't consider yourself a hero, but I do. Though lately, I find myself recalling different moments from our travels. I find myself thinking of the evenings after a contract has been completed and paid. I think back to the ale or tea and the stars hanging low in the sky. The way the firelight flickers on your face. I miss that. I miss the way your hair falls in your face when you take it down to sleep. I miss how stubborn you are about that awful headband. And I regret to tell you now that I've grown... rather fond of it, actually.

Rather rarely do I find myself at a loss for words, but they escape me when I try to nail down all the things I feel for you. I know I am a mere mortal, doomed to die years or even decades before you, but given the chance, I would happily live out the rest of my life at your side. Perhaps even in your arms.

I know love is not a word you use often, but the way I feel it could very well become something so all-encompassing. I can't promise that love is how I feel now. I find myself mixed up in a way I've never felt before. That's not to say that I don't love you, because I do. As a friend, as a companion, as something more. Perhaps one day, even as a lover. Even if you don't feel the same, I want you to know that you are deeply cared for in every way one person can care for another. I don't mind if you don't want to see me again, so long as it is your wish, and one borne out of intention rather than fear. Because although I've never spoken the words, I've longed for you for days and weeks and months and years, silently staying by your side. Perhaps one day you will have me there on purpose - despite, or maybe even because of, my feelings for you.

Until then, I remain yours, as always.

Jaskier.

Jaskier looks over the letter once more and, feeling an uncomfortable swell of emotion, folds it neatly and tucks it into an envelope that just reads Geralt. He's only just finished hiding the evidence when there's a knock at his door.

"Yes?" he asks.

"Sorry to interrupt so late," the voice on the other side of the door says. Jassa, Jaskier thinks, his assistant at the university. "You have a guest."

"A guest?" Jaskier asks, perplexed. Who on earth would brave this weather just to visit? The only guests he normally has are students or his fellow professors, either of whom would just come to his room and knock themselves.

"He says he's a friend. Geralt? I think," Jassa says.

Jaskier's heart somersaults.

"Right," he says, "of course. Send him up. I'll leave the door open."

"Certainly," Jassa smiles. "I'll send him right up. Have a good night, Professor."

"And you," Jaskier finishes, barely aware of what he's saying.

What is Geralt doing here? Of all the years they've known each other, he's never once come to visit over the winter, so why now? Jaskier turns around, leaning on the door, and is struck by the state of his room. For the last two days, he's done nothing but lie around and sulk, and it shows. He absolutely cannot let Geralt see his room like this.

Given he has roughly four minutes, maybe a few more if Geralt stops to talk to Jassa before coming up, it's not going to be easy. So Jaskier starts with the worst of it: the clothes and things laying all over the bed and floor. There is a surprising amount of mess considering Jaskier is the only one residing in the room, but he manages to get the worst of it tidied before the knock at the door. A final glance tells him only the desk and table are still cluttered, but that much is acceptable so he crosses to the door.

As he pulls it open, Jaskier is struck by Geralt's smile. He always is when they haven't seen each other for some time, but this feels more. Maybe it's because he's been considering his own feelings lately, but looking at Geralt, here and in person, makes his legs weak.

"Hi," he says shakily.

Geralt gives him an odd look, but it quickly turns into a half-smile and he steps into the room when Jaskier moves aside.

"I hope I'm not intruding," he says gently, "it's no trouble to find a room at the inn if-"

"Not at all," Jaskier interrupts. "I'd be happy to host you if you're staying.”

"I had hoped to," Geralt says.

"What brings you?" Jaskier asks.

"The route to Kaer Morhen was snowed over by the time we arrived in Kaedwen," he explains, "I thought this might be the best place to stay."

Part of Jaskier is delighted at the thought, though when he considers it further, Oxenfurt is further than any of the other places Geralt would be more than welcome to stay over the winter. There's no good reason for him to have travelled all the way to the coast, when surely Yen would have taken him in without question. Their relationship may not be romantic anymore, but Jaskier knows there is still a deep love between them. And he's happy for it, which makes it all the more confusing why Geralt is here. He thinks to ask, but reconsiders.

"Please," he says, remembering his manners, "make yourself at home. I can have a bath poured if you're tired? Was Roach properly cared for? Shall I call for supper-"

"Jaskier," Geralt says gently, "Roach is fine. A small meal would be nice, but there's no rush. Right now I'd just like to relax."

Of course, Jaskier thinks. He must have been travelling for weeks if he first attempted the path and then had to turn back. Jaskier had left him just north of the Pontar, between the mountain ranges, so that must have been-

"Jaskier?" Geralt asks, cutting off his train of thought. "Is everything alright?"

"Fine," Jaskier assures him. "Just wasn't expecting company and I'm not prepared for it- Not that you're not welcome!" he corrects quickly, and with a little too much vigour.

"Perhaps you're the one who needs a rest," Geralt says, half-teasingly.

"Just to get my head on straight," Jaskier assures him. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable and I'll go fetch something warm for you to eat."

Jaskier slips from the room, only stopping one he's far enough away that Geralt won't hear him. He stops and sighs, pressing a hand to his chest as if to stop the mad beating of his heart. Surely Geralt has heard it already and he’s given himself away, but he was hardly expecting to be visited like this out of the blue.

He takes another few calming breaths before continuing on down to the kitchen. He's close with the chef - with most of the staff if he's honest - and has more than once helped him out of a sticky situation with less-than-edible herbs, so his request for a private supper is granted with a smile. In the meantime, Jaskier makes his way back up to the room, holding his breath for a moment before opening the door.

Geralt is standing over the desk in the small room, mumbling quietly. As Jaskier approaches, slipping up behind him, he realizes Geralt is reading the poetry he'd been working on. Jaskier has never been so relieved to know how little Geralt thinks about his poems, as these ones are nearly explicitly about him, the only relief being that his name is not used. Wolf, he uses once or twice, but it's a metaphor and Geralt always says he doesn't care for flowery things like metaphors.

"This is... lovely," Geralt says, though he sounds a bit off as he does.

"Thank you," Jaskier says quietly, slipping around to Geralt's side to see which one he's reading.

"You- your narrator sounds sad."

"Ah, yes. Been a bit of a downer lately, I suppose."

Jaskier tries to laugh it off but Geralt turns to look at him, something like concern in his expression.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh nothing's wrong," Jaskier assures. "I've just not been feeling myself."

"Can I help?"

Jaskier is taken aback by the blunt suggestion and his head jerks up to meet Geralt's eyes.

"I'm not sure you could, love," he says gently.

"If someone has hurt you-"

"No," Jaskier says quickly.

"You reek of heartache," Geralt says bluntly.

"Right. Well." He considers for a moment before deciding against lying to Geralt. "Unrequited love, I'm afraid."

"How do you know it is?"

"Unrequited?" Jaskier laughs, "oh, my darling, he'd have to be the stupidest man alive not to know. Or perhaps the most oblivious. I'm sure he would have said something if he felt the same."

"You haven't," Geralt counters.

"Right, well- He wouldn't want someone like me, surely."

"Perhaps he feels you think the same of him."

Jaskier had considered that option, but it seems unlikely.

"Either way, it's best just to tell him. I'm sure he'll be flattered if nothing else."

The mere suggestion of it makes Jaskiers stomach turn and he nods slowly. Thankfully, at that moment, supper is delivered to their room and he is spared the thought of confessing his feelings - out loud - to Geralt.

His relief is short-lived as supper is finished shortly, but he makes an excuse about taking the dishes away and dashes out the door with them. Jaskier wants to cry. He can't believe he's gotten himself into a mess like this and he can only hope Geralt doesn't continue to bring it up.

He's so distracted thinking about it that it seems like seconds before he's standing back in front of his door. He hesitates before opening the door, keeping his eyes closed until the last possible moment.

When he opens his eyes, Jaskier's heart jumps into his throat. As Geralt turned to see him, a piece of paper had fallen from his hands and Jaskier can't take his eyes off it. He'd been so preoccupied worrying about the mess when Geralt showed up that he'd forgotten to hide the letter. And it was addressed to Geralt, he had every right to read it, but-

"Jaskier?"

Jaskier scrambles across the floor, reaching for the letter, but Geralt catches his wrist, holding him still.

"Is this just another one of your poems?" he asks quietly.

Jaskier shakes his head. There's no use denying it.

"It's… me. I'm the one you were talking about earlier."

Jaskier half wishes he could fall through the floor and never have to finish this conversation. Sadly, despite how hard he wishes, the floor refuses to open up beneath him. He nods.

"I want to hear you say it."

Jaskier's tongue feels heavy in his mouth but he manages, "I don't know what to say. I don't want to make any big confessions I can't live up to."

"Then how about this?" Geralt says.

He leans in, taking Jaskier's face in his hand, and softly presses their lips together. For a moment, Jaskier forgets to breathe and has trouble believing this is real at all. But when Geralt pulls back again, he's smiling, his cheeks a faint shade of pink. Jaskier's first thought is that it's quite a pretty colour on him before he presses forward and kisses him again.

"Yeah," he breathes, barely pulling away to speak, "I think that's a good start."

#rex writes #i just barely managed to sneak in a fic in January #first one of the year #geraskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier x geralt #the witcher

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duckprintspress · 2 months

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Happy Black History Month! Check Out 15 of Our Favorite Queer Reads by Black Authors

February is Black History Month in the United States, and Duck Prints Press is joining in the celebration by sharing 15 of our favorite queer reads by Black authors! The contributors to this list are Shadaras, boneturtle, Tris Lawrence, Sebastian Marie, Shea Sullivan, Terra P. Waters, and an anonymous author.

An Unkindness of Ghosts by Rivers Solomon

The Fifth Season (The Broken Earth Trilogy) by N.K. Jemisin

A Necessary Chaos by Brent Lambert

The Prey of Gods by Nicky Drayden

So Many Beginnings: A Little Women Remix (Remixed Classics Series) by Bethany C. Morrow

Nothing Burns As Bright As You by Ashley Woodfolk

You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson

Rise to the Sun by Leah Johnson

This Poison Heart (This Poison Heart Series) by Kalynn Bayron

The Taking of Jake Livingston by Ryan Douglass

The Summer Prince by Alaya Dawn Johnson

How to Find a Princess (Runaway Royals Series) by Alyssa Cole

Honey Girl by Morgan Rogers

My Dear Henry: A Jekyll & Hyde Remix (Remixed Classics Series) by Kalynn Bayron

Freshwater by Akwaeke Emezi

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wayward-fable · 2 days

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The Stars are Bound by Chains- A Narilamb Longfic

The bishops of The Old Faith have all been slain, and though their festering corpses have begun to rot, Narinder's chains do not falter. Desperate and out of options, he requires the devotion from his most loyal follower. Lambert, though happy to serve his god, is not willing to give up his life for them. Despite how well they have worn the crown, they cannot destroy Death. Even Death itself, however, cannot destroy the will to survive. Their battle ends in a draw, and the crown's power is split.

Now that the title of death has been fractured, the balance of the world begins to shift. Souls are trapped in the realms between, and powerful foes have begun to rise through the shattered remains of The Old Faith. Can Lambert and Narinder ever hope to quell the tides of chaos that their battle has created and mend the fractured title of death?

If they want to, they'll first have to learn how to get along. That...could take a while.

#cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl narinder #narinder x lamb #narilamb #cotl au #cotl lamb #cotl lambert #cotl fanfic #Stars Bound by Chains AU

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chi---nu · 1 year

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Presenting to you my new COTL AU, here's

GHOSTS OF THE HERETICS

You may check the stuff about this AU down below!

You can send stuff related to this AU in my ask box! Questions for the characters and stuff about it as well

Concept

The concept for this AU is that instead of the bishops becoming followers or reincarnating like many AUs I've see do, they become ghosts, also taking inspo from those drawings where follower Narinder feels guilty and sad by looking at the crowns of his dead siblings, the ghosts of the bishops are most of the time around Narinder, reminding him that it was his fault that they're dead

Characters and their designs

All the ghost bishop designs from Ghosts of the Heretics are colored all around the color purple, their crowns have an X showing that they have no power, just as I headcanon Haro's crown to have no power being the reason for it to have an X on it, they all have an oozy aura around them that is always going up

LESHY

Ghost Leshy is still the most chaotic of the siblings, as the deceased god of chaos, he causes the most chaotic supernatural stuff to happen, he has bad eyesight tho, sees a lot of stuff being blurry or too bright to identify, his presence generates chaos in the hearts of the living

HEKET

Ghost Heket is just as temperamental as she used to be when she was alive, her rages make her supernatural stuff be very destructive, her voice is very weak, she may lose it sometimes during conversations, her presence generates famine, causing the living to starve, sometimes she steals food from the mortals because it's funny

KALLAMAR

Ghost Kallamar is still a coward, he will act tough because he is in a very powerful vengeful ghost just like his siblings, however he is still easily scared and will run away sometimes, Kallamar's hearing is poor, spells to ward off ghosts that include saying specific words do not work on him, as he cannot hear them properly, so his soul doesn't consider the spell, his presence generates sickness, causing the living to well, get sick

SHAMURA

As the former god of war and a symbol of wisdom, Ghost Shamura is the most angered of the vengeful ghost siblings, they feel betrayed, backstabbed, their own sibling turning against them and their other siblings, they seek revenge against The One Who Waits, Shamura has poor memory, sometimes forgets stuff they used to do when they were alive, but can never forget the betrayal of their brother, Shamura's presence generates war and unbalancement between the living

NARINDER

Narinder as a high tier follower from the Cult of the Lamb has access to more stuff than the regular followers, he's often called a schizophrenic by the other cultists because of the ghosts haunting him, Narinder carries with him a machete(item said to ward off ghosts) to defend himself, he wears a chestplate made of iron and silver(materials said to ward off ghosts) and also bracelets of the same materials in the top half of his arms, he's also scared of the Ghosts, they hold a lot of power and that's why he has a lot of stuff to ward off ghosts, but it usually doesn't work

The Lamb / Lambert

By time this AU takes place, The Lamb has recieved enough devotion to start changing their body into a more godly appearence, as the Red Crown holder, Lambert develops traits about death, and can feel the powerful presence of the Bishop Ghosts around the cult, espcially around Narinder, they have no time to investigate tho, they're too busy taking care of the cult

Stuff about the AU

The main purpose of the Ghost Bishops is to haunt the one who was responsible for their deaths, not the Lamb, they were a vessel, they are here to haunt Narinder, The One Who Waits, now as a follower of the cult, he barely can do anything to the ghosts, showing fear(he was afraid of ghosts in the Blood Moon Festival so yeah), their prensence makes him feel guilty of his actions, being the responsible for the death of his own siblings, Narinder wishes he could go back in time and prevent all of this from happening, he wouldn't have to suffer from the souls of his dead siblings seeking revenge on him

The Ghosts are never around Narinder when the Lamb is with him, they wanna be kept as a secret, if Narinder tries to tell the Lamb about them, they will show up and stop him before he does

However The Lamb knows the spirits are there, but they don't know that they're the Bishops

The Ghosts cannot be taken to the afterlife while their unfinished business with Narinder is completed(which means Narinder has to die)

I might have repeated something I said before in this part but I really don't care

Reblogs > Likes

#cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl au #cult of the lamb au #ghosts of the heretics #ghosts of the heretics au #cotl leshy #cotl heket #cotl kallamar #cotl shamura #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #cotl lambert

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ladzwriting · 7 days

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Honestly, Ladz, I'm scared to read fealty even though I bought it. I feel like I'll become obsessed and then want something similar

I am so flattered by this; thank you so much!!

In terms of becoming obsessed and wanting more, there are minimum 7 more volumes to write (it takes a long time to stop a forever war while preserving a vestigial empire, who knew!). But in the interim of me writing them, I have a carefully curated to-read list for the different aspects of FEALTY that you like most.

NON-FICTION (also featured in the back of the book)

The Unwomanly Face of War: An Oral History of Women in World War II by Svetlana Alexievich (2017)

God's Playground: A History of Poland, Volumes 1 & 2 by Normal Davies (2005)

Revolutionary Russia, 1891 - 1991: A History by Orlando Figes (2015)

Queer Gothic by George Haggerty (2006)

Rasputin: Faith, Power, and the Twilight of the Romanovs by Douglas Smith (2016)

VAMPIRES

Hellsing by Kouta Hirano (1997 - 2008)

Monogatari by nisiOisin, illustrated by Vofan (2005 - Present)

Vampire Hunter D by Hideyuki Kikuchi, illus. Yoshitaka Amano (2005 - Present in English)

A Flame in the Night by Morgan Dante (2023)

Ossuary by T.D. Cloud, illus. by Ambi Sun (2023)

Unholy with Eyes Like Wolves by Morgan Dante (April 2024)

Mistress of Lies by K.M. Enright (August 2024)

SLAVIC POLITICAL FANTASY

Tower of Fools by Andrzej Sapkowski (2020 in English)

The Wolf and the Woodsman by Ava Reid (2021)

Kalyna the Soothsayer by Elijah Kinch Spector (2022)

SLAVIC FICTION

Day of the Oprichnik by Vladimir Sorokin (2011 in English)

The Books of Jacob by Olga Tokarczyk (2022 in English)

GENERAL POLITICAL FANTASY

Titus Groan by Mervyn Peake (1946)

Gormenghast by Mervyn Peake (1950)

Titus Alone by Mervyn Peake (1959)

Kushiel's Dart by Jacqueline Carey (2001)

The Traitor Baru Cormorant by Seth J. Dickinson (2015)

GOTHIC FICTION

tbh Mervyn Peake's books also work for this category

The Monk by Matthew G. Lewis (1796)

Lapvona by Ottessa Moshfegh (2022)

The Lord of Astiigos by Soren Häxan (2023); please note: there is an update coming in the next few months

The Salt Grows Heavy by Cassandra Khaw (2023)

BLURBER BOOKS

(if not in previous sections)

Little Death by Pom Poison (2022 - Present)

A Botanical Daughter by Noah Medlock (2023)

A Necessary Chaos by Brent Lambert (2023)

All Tomorrow's Photos Duology by S.S. Genesee (2023)

VIDEO GAMES TO PLAY

Bloodborne (2015), especially Castle Cainhurst

Fire Emblem Three Houses (2019), the Black Eagles house

I think this is most of it!! I have read and reviewed most of these on my blog, where you will find things like content and trigger warnings.

Hope this answers the questions and please take your time! FEALTY is a dense, gory book with a lot happening both politically and interpersonally, so don't feel bad about taking time to get into it.

It took me a few years from purchase to actually reading Mervyn Peake's work, for example, and it absolutely came at the right time for me.

I hope this answers the ask!

#the fealty of monsters #ladz answers #to read list #book recs #master list #vampires #gothic fiction

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Here are the names of every celebrity who wants to mutilate children. Remember them & for Gods sake, stop supporting their products, movies, shows etc.

Abby Wambach

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Sorry I know this is kinda random but it's so weird how the fandom lists off Christophe getting framed for being part of the Tragedy as SUCH a huge bad thing the Church did when what he was ACTUALLY guilty of was trying to MURDER RHEA? Which would have still gotten him executed? The only reason he was pinned for the Tragedy was because having the public know that the archbishop was ALSO targeted for assassination around the same time Faerghus' king was SUCCESSFULLY assassinated would have brought on so much chaos, which... yeah? He was by no means an innocent guy.

Like the fandom acts like if Christophe wasn't framed for taking part in the successful assassination of Lambert, nothing would have happened to him at all... despite him ACTUALLY taking part in the ATTEMPTED assassination of Rhea... what sense does that make?

But then again the Church being the only actual morally gray thing in this game is what ultimately makes it hated in this fandom so I guess no surprise there...

its so funny whenever someone is like "yeah but christophe was executed for a crime he didnt commit" THE ACTUAL CRIME HE COMMITTED WOULD STILL GET HIM THE DEATH SENTENCE FFS

the decision isnt even that hard to understand. the kingdom iwas n chaos because king was murdered. imagine telling them their beloved archbishop was targeted by christophe. good god image people losing their shit against gaspard

#edelgard discourse #grey borb #its so simple #also im sorry for taking so long to answer this #i forgor

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The Witcher Headcanon - Trouble Bonus Scene - Part 6: A Bonus Bonus Scene

Jaskier was teased relentlessly for weeks after the curse wore off. There were more than a few 'Hey, F**k --d*mn it-- I mean Lambert!'s heard, and eventually, Jaskier just started using it as one of Lambert's nicknames, much to Lambert's irrtation.

Jaskier wasn't the only one trying to control automatic reactions. Geralt kept catching himself hovering over Jaskier.

He also had to constantly stop himself from trying to pick him up and carry him anytime he saw Jaskier stand up to go anywhere.

And perhaps the most embarrassing of all: he did That Thing.

You know, That Thing parents do to check if their child is wet. Yeah. THAT THING. He just reached down and grabbed. Geralt and Jaskier had just stood there, staring at each other, frozen in shock. Jaskier's eyes had glanced down, then back up, then he looked Geralt in the eye and said "Can you not?" . The whole time Geralt's brain was just going "I'd like to LeEeEeeeeEeEeEEeEAaAaaaavVEeeEEEeEEEEE!"

It was a small mercy that they were in the lab at the time so the only one who witnessed the violation was Yennefer, who couldn't stop cackling.

Yennefer kept catching herself either trying to spoonfeed Jaskier, or wipe his face while he was eating. And there might have been a few times she said something like "Here, lamb, let Ma help you." or "Go find your Da and tell him to...". And she kept trying to make a nest of furs and blankets on his bed when he was ready to turn in.

Geralt's brothers mercilessly teased each other whenever one of them started using baby talk with Jaskier. Eskel just owned it. If he was going to do it, he was going to have fun with it. He called Jaskier 'Baby Bird' on purpose.

Of course they all used eachother's 'Baby Jaskier' names. Coen and Aiden had the most normal sounding names. 'Cone' and 'Den' were relative tame compared to 'F**k'. And Eskel had immediately accepted the knowledge that his 'Esol' was going to end up as 'A**hole'

It was down right humiliating when somenone told Jaskier 'no' and he'd feel tears start gathering in his eyes. And then he would automatically look at Geralt. And Geralt would look at those puppy eyes and have to stop himself and just 'Hm!'.

Meanwhile Lambert was having to cover his face and growl "Don't f***ing look at me!" otherwise he was up and getting/doing what Jaskeir wanted.

And it was super awkward when Jaskier called Geralt and Yennefer 'Da' and 'Ma'. It was so embarrassing! Especially if he did it infront of the other Witchers. He wanted to just crawl into whatever crack in the wall he was closest to and hide. He was sure he could manage it. He just had to suck it in and think skinny thoughts.

He thought Vesemir was going f***ing physically ascend to the next plane of existence every time he accidentally called him 'Pa'.

And don't you dare even mention the whine that would creep into his voice when he started getting tired.

Yennefer was asking her 'lamb' if he was tired

Geralt was picking him up under the arms and trying to put him over his shoulder.

There was an uncomfortable pause as Jaskier danlged from Geralt's hands while everyone processed what was happening. No eye contact was made. Jaskier was set back down, and everyone went about their business in awkward silence.

He also had to deal with the incredibly embarrassing urge to randomly suck his thumb, especially when he was upset, or sleepy. Thank all the gods he'd been able to keep that reaction under control! He couldn't imagine the chaos it would have caused if anyone had witnessed it.

Jaskier managed to always get to his room before he started getting really sleepy. That way he could avoid any potential embarrassment. And if Yennefer and Geralt had just so happened to be tucking him in when he'd rolled onto his side and started sucking his thumb as he fell asleep, well, they never said a word about it to him.

And don't get him started on how Yennefer kept using "Hey, I wiped your a** for you!" whenever she was trying to get him to do something for her.

Jaskier *embarrassed wail* StOp f***iNg rEmiNdiNg mE, YEnNeFeR!"

Lambert perhaps made the most fatal public slip up of the entire winter. They had all been sitting in front of the fireplace, having just finished eating. Jaskier was changing his shirt after something he'd said had made Eskel spit his ale all over him.

He'd gotten the shirt on, but not buttoned yet, and made a sassy comment at Yennefer. She'd thrown a cushion at him, knocking him over backwards. Lambert had looked at him and before he could stop himself, he had leaned down and blown a raspberry on Jaskier's stomach.

It was over. That was it. Painful awkward silence blanketed the Great Hall.

"If you wanted to blow me, you could have just asked." Jaskier said with one of his quiet, playful little chuckles.

Lambert cringed. Ah f**k, he'd already made a dirty joke about it!

The Hall erupted in laughter.

Now it was even worse. Time to go hang the old medallion on the tree, find the nearest window, and yeet himself into the afterlife. There would be no coming back from this. No. There was zero hope of ever living this down.

Aiden came to his rescue. He'd given Eskel a look and suddenly he was pinning the Bard to the floor and Eskel was blasting a raspberry on his stomach. Yennefer had ugly laughed as the Witchers had lined up to take a turn, ignoring Jaskier's indignant protests.

But inspite of the jokes and the laughing, Jaskier could sense that all of it bothered Yennefer. Oh, she would talk to him, smile, and laugh as if everything was normal, but there was something in her eyes.

He first noticed it when he asked her if she would use her magic to resize the little shirts and trousers she'd bought. He'd liked the colors and the embroidery, and he wanted to wear them. She'd made light hearted comments as she handed him the resized clothing, and gone on her way, but later, when she'd seen him wearing the shirt with the birds on it and the peacock blue trousers...

She'd looked at him for a long moment, with an odd look in her eye, before telling him it looked good on him, and then turning and walking away. He hadn't seen her for the rest of the afternoon.

He was very careful to not say a word when Yennefer accidentally called him 'lamb', or 'sweetling', or when she caught herself trying to wipe his face while they were eating. While she never said it, he felt like there was some kind of anger or resentment there.

He'd vaguely explained that the fairy had twisted a wish he'd made, but he'd refused to tell them what the wish had been. He knew Yennefer would have made good on her threat to thrash his ar*e.

"Is Yennefer mad at me?" he'd asked Geralt one evening as they sat in the Great Hall.

"Hmm."

"That was a very noncommital 'hmm', Geralt. "

"Hm."

"I know you know something. She talks to me, but I just feel like she's upset with me for getting that curse put on me. I said I was sorry..."

"Hmm."

"You aren't going to make this easy, are you?"

"Hmmm."

"Fine. I'll go talk to her..."

He found the sorceress in the lab, puttering around, not really doing much of anything. Jaskier started off with a general apology, for all the trouble he'd caused. Yennefer had snapped at him.

"We thought you were going to be stuck like that forever! I had no idea what to do, or where to start looking for a way to break that blasted curse! What the h*ll did you do to get yourself cursed like that?"

"It...it wasn't a curse, per say..." Jaskier swallowed and mumbled something about wishing to be loved and adored by all, and that the fairy had twisted the wish.

"Do you have any idea how hard it was?"

Jaskier couldn't help but feel mildly vexed and a bit offended. "Well, d*mn, Yennefer, " He said in a slightly snarky tone, "I'm sorry you had to play Mommy and take care of a baby-!"

The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them, and he felt his blood turn icy when he saw her physically flinch.

He reeled, ears ringing when Yennefer abruptly slapped him hard across the face. "You selfish b**tard!" she sobbed. Jaskier braced himself, making no effort to stop her as she slapped him again, "How could you do that to me?" she was suddenly burying her head into his chest.

Jaskier felt heartsick. That was the one subject he'd worked so hard to avoid bringing up in any way. It was off limits for banter, and he'd sworn to himself that he'd never use it to hurt her.

And he'd just broken that vow.

Watching her fall apart in his arms , he realized how hard it must have been for her. Realized she was grieving for what she'd given up, found briefly, and now felt as if she'd been robbed of once again.

"F**k! Yen...I..." Jaskier folded her into his arms, and said in a soft voice, "Yen, I never wanted to hurt you, and I'm sorry for what i said. D*mn my mouth! I'm sorry I forced that h*ll upon you..."

Yennefer clung to him, shaking as she continued to cry out her hurt and frustration. Jaskier rested his cheek on her hair, tucking her tighter against him. "Ah, Mother of-! I'm such an ar*ehole! I'm so sorry, dear heart! I know it must have been so painful for you. You didn't have to do it, love. You could have just told those idiots to take me and s*d off, but you didn't. You-you took me into your arms when i reached for you, even though you knew how much it was going to hurt.

Yen...I'm glad it was you and Geralt that took care of me. When I was with you, I felt...loved...

Yennefer pulled back a little to wipe her eyes, thinking about how Jaskier never really said much about his childhood, never really talked about his parents. He might not be the only Viscount in line to inherit the Lettenhove name if they didn't seem to care that he was traipsing around the countryside as a Bard.

Maybe that was why he was always falling in love with every pretty lady he came across. Maybe he was subconsiously looking for the love he'd never gotten as a child. That was it. That was the twist to the wish. He'd wished for love, and gotten it, just not in the way he'd expected.

"Thank you, Yen... Thank you for taking care of me. I-I was happy...when I was with you and Geralt, and those other morons. I don't think I've ever felt so loved and cared for in my entire life."

"You were a sweet little thing, and you were obscenely adorable, I'll admit it." Yennefer said with a small smile. "But you were a right pain in the a**, too! Everytime I took you to the market with me, it took hours because of all the women lining up to fawn over you!"

Jaskier chuckled, dropping a kiss on the top of Yennefer's head. "If there is anything I can do to make things easier for you, Yen, please tell me." he said, cupping her cheek and brushing a tear away with his thumb. "Anything at all. I..I've been having trouble sleeping without someone with me... I remember Geralt putting me on his chest and purring so I could sleep...and I remember you cuddling me. I know you must be having similar problems..."

"Its funny how quickly you get used to small comforts." Yennefer admitted.

"If it helps, I could put on a daiper and-!"

Yennefer swatted his chest with a quiet laugh. Her eyes softened and she reached up and brushed her fingertips tenderly over the red marks on his cheek where she'd slapped him.

The redness disappeared, along with the lingering pain. It was a silent apology for hitting him.

Jaskier smiled, pressing a kiss to her temple before taking her hand and pressing his lips to her palm. All was forgiven. He put his arm around her and lead her out to the Great Hall.

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Stress.

"Ratau.. can I ask you something?"the lamb bleets stepping into the shack

"Hm? What is little lamb? Shall we talk over a game?"

The elder spoke rolling a die chuckling softly

"No no...I...I'm not really in the mood for playing" sighing softly *

"I...I'm at a standstill...I have this power of the red crown...The other crowns in my possession and narinder himself under my thumb...I...I don't know what to....to...!" Falling to his knees the lamb begins to sob

"So many people are looking at me for answers and guidance! I'm just one lamb! I was never a fighter before this! I was just a farmer.with my flock! I wasn't made for this war!!"

Dropping his cane, ratau goes to embrace the young lamb stroking there soft curly fur "sh sh shhh little one...I'm here I'm here...What's going on..?"

Through choking sobs Lambert cried out "I don't know what to do!!! I don't want to be the god of death like narinder! I don't want to be a beacon of dispair like the other bishops!! But thats all this damned power is good for! And I can't give up the crown without risking plunging the world into MORE chaos!!"

Ratau only cradled the little lamb kissing there forehead softly "My darling ..it's true you were not born into this power but in your eyes I see a soul who sees the good in everyone...even the more.vile of beast...your powers may be of the darkness...but some find comfort in the shade... I rasied you right my little darling....it's up to you to use your power for good...I have full faith in you..."

Lambert sniffled softly there ears flicking "thank you papa..."

Thank you to @rabiesram for the idea ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

#cult of the lamb #lambert #cotl ratau #ratau #cotl #i can also write sometimes!

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I saw someone was asking about ask box, so i guess i will try to use it, AHEM.

Ask to Crownbert: How is that feels to be... A crown... just a crown.

Ask to narinder:Do you remember Ratau and others who you given crown to? Who was the best on your think and what did he do?

Ask to some of believers: And how changed quality of your life after narinder have become crown nearer and leader have become a crown? Are it better or worse?

Sorry for such a delay 💦

Before we start, here's an important note first:

I'm planning to answer these asks with text (with some occasional art) so that I had enough time to draw the comic itself as well as art for my other AUs. Especially since my university starts on the next week :">

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Lambert: Well... Saying that it feels strange would be an understatement. Which is expected from being stuck in a magical object I guess. But it also feels kind of... Terrifying. Imagine yourself being a leader, who was responsible for everything for the past couple of years, and then suddenly you ended up in a position where the only thing you can do is grant your questionable ally powers and watch. You have no idea how much I'm worrying each day...

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Narinder: I do, in fact, remember them. Though sometimes I wish that I didn't... Lambert had a lot of predecessors. Most of them were weak like Ratau, unable to sacrifice even one of their followers. Some of them even thought that being in possession of my Crown gives them the ability to reason with my siblings and their followers. Naive fools they were... But there was a handful of my vessels that I honestly thought that they could make it to the end. Though in the end all of them still failed. The most successful one, besides Lambert, was a lizard. He wasn't afraid to use violence and sacrifice anyone who even looked wrong at him. He was the only one who managed to reach my brother Leshy. But apparently he had some serious mental illness, talking to himself constantly, speaking with the people that were never there, even changing his name almost every day which is why I'm not sure how to call him. In the end, Leshy, the God of Chaos that he is, broke his mind completely letting him rot in his own madness.

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Follower A: It was definitely worse in the beginning, but we're pretty sure that it was just our Leader trying to get used to controling another body.

Follower B: And he's learning quickly! That's truly an impressive feat that only an actual Deity is capable of!

(Here is a post where I explained how followers view this whole situation if you haven't seen it)

#cult of the lamb #mercy gone wrong

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Tiamat Deity Guide

We’re digging into the Old Gods today, folks. Buckle up!

Who is Tiamat?

Tiamat is a Goddess from Babylon. She is the Goddess of the sea, magic and primordial chaos. Together, Tiamat and Abzu (the Sweet Sea, or fresh water) mingled and made the Gods. Tiamat is often depicted as a giant serpent or snake, though no true representation from Mesopotamia exists as far as we know. The Hellenistic version of Tiamat shows her as having the upper body of a woman but has legs made of snakes. Other interpretations of her are of a woman with a human upper body and the body of a snake, a dragon, as well as a half reptilian woman.

Parents and Siblings

No Parents or Siblings

Lovers or Partners

Abzu/Apsu

Children

All the Sumerian Gods

as well as monsters known as Tiamat’s Creatures:

Musmahhu, Usumgallu, Basmu – three horned snakes, Furious, Exalted, and Venomous

Umu-dabrutu – a raging storm

Mushussu – a snake-dragon

Lahamu – a hairy beast-man

Ugallu – a lion-demon

Uridimmu – a lion-human hybrid

Girtablullu – a scorpion-man

Kulullu – a fish-man (merman)

Kusarikku – a bull-man

Epithets

Thalatta (Greek)

The Glistening One

She who bore them all

Notes

Though there weren’t any cults dedicated to Tiamat, her fight with Marduk was important during the Akītu festival and some believe that a performance of this battle was held during the festival.

Tiamat was known as a Mother of the Gods first in the Enuma Elish, but later became the story’s antagonist after her husband was murdered by the younger gods. In this latter half she embodied primordial chaos. It is in this myth that she takes on the form of a sea serpent or dragon.

The younger gods killed Abzu because he had planned on killing them in some stories, in others they overheard a conversation between him and Tiamat where he suggests she do away with them since she was the one who created them. Tiamat says no to this and urges her husband to not fight with the younger gods.

She set dragons who’s bodies where filled with poison against her opponents.

Tiamat and Nammu/Namma aren’t really the same deity, Tiamat took on the role of Nammu/Namma later. The two are very different in literature, however.

It was said that after her defeat, Marduk tore Tiamat’s body in half to create heaven and earth.

Her crying eyes became the Tigris and Euphretes rivers and her tail became the Milky Way

Her name may come from the word tiamtum meaning “sea”.

Modern Deity Work

Since there were no cults specifically dedicated to Tiamat, and there aren’t too many resources on modern day worship/deity work with her, here are a few things I found while researching her.

Correspondences

Rocks/Stone/Crystals

Sea glass

Onyx

Herbs/Plants

Dragon’s Blood

Animals

Snake

Dragon

Symbols

Dragon

Offerings

Sea water and sea related things

Fresh water

Candles

Wine

Sea salt

Fruits

Meat

Music

Acts of Devotion

Dance for her

Sing for her

Research her culture and stories

Swim in the ocean

References and Further Reading

Tiamat - World History Encyclopedia

Tiamat - Wikipedia

Tiamat - Ancient Mesopotamian Gods and Goddesses

The Seven Tablets of Creation by Leonard William King (via Sacred-Texts)

Alster 1999, "Tiamat"

Katz 2011, "Reconstructing Babylon"

Lambert 2013 Babylonian Creation Myths

Vanstiphout 1992, "Enuma Elish as a Systematic Creed"

Namma - Ancient Mesopotamian Gods and Goddesses

#tiamat #tiamat deity guide #deity guide #deity deep dive #witchcraft

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