Go, Do A Crime :3

My entry for @albaake's DTIYS!

I didn't have time to draw this artwork in November unfortunately, but since there is no deadline now and I'm on a break, I thought it would be a good time to finish this <3

A lil comic of the first time I damned a follower

Ascent

lamb

may we had bi narinder (no pressure awawawawa)

Why yes of course

The Rehabilitation of Death

Chapter 20: The Winds of Change

For their second crusade into Anchordeep, Lambert and Narinder have the (unfortunate) experience of running into Midas. Pushing into the God of Death for information about his past with his siblings -of Kallamar's former life and a treasury resembling a ballroom- proves to have consequences when Narinder starts to pry into their own.

When coming upon a relic, he offers them an opportunity they would not have expected from him: teaching them how to absorb divinity like the old gods have, and to restore their ability to cast curses.

In every scenario, there is a notable change. Emotionally, how they speak, physically even.

The Lamb is scolded by a rabbit for losing sleep. The God of Death is listening more than they are aware. A duo returns to the cult grounds after missing for over a month.

(Narinder and Leshy have started fighting. Break it up before someone gets hurt.)

Chapter Wordcount: 19,479 | Read the Tags | Happy Reading!

When your vessel/husband/its a complicated situation dies but you're the God of death

Bonus:

Miss them soooooo bad

The Rehabilitation of Death

Chapter 21: Dinner Date with Death

After Narinder and Leshy's fight leaves the cult whispering and Lambert investigating what happened between the worm and yellow cat, they are forced to reckon with their own hypocrisy, shelved for the sake of tending to the flock's plague, an illness with no discernable source becoming increasingly more complicated, and dangerous.

Things are very tense between the both of them, and even the most simple of conversation is stained with bitterness. Then in a crusade, they come across Rakshada's restaurant, and what is normally a brief pitstop is now an impromptu dinner outing.

Attempts to properly communicate with one another start with a heated, rancorous argument, then what seems to be proper progression until The God of Death finds himself slipping as the conversation delves into...flirting?

Chapter Wordcount: 11,663. | Read the Tags/Authors Notes. Happy Reading~

I must indulge. I must. GET OUT OF MY HEADDDDD YOU PATHETIC LITTLE SHIT!!!!!!