what if we were two youtubers and we had beef with each other?
(this based on @ghosts-and-glory yotubers au LMAO)
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Is Narinder Ok?
Idk the file says he’s okay and my file names would never lie
Ignore how incredibly messy these doodles are, I drew these for me and me alone a few weeks ago. I felt like they applied.
He’s fine, look at how okay my document says he is. Could a mentally ill person have a list of ailments this long. (Blurred so I can keep my secrets.)
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Just curious!
In your AU, does Narinder have to openly come out as trans, or is it just generally understood even early on that he was trans?
If he does have a coming out, who do you think he told first? What were his siblings initial reactions?
How old do you think Narinder would have been when he realized?
When did the lamb learn? Was it common knowledge by then? Did they effectively look up at their God and go "ayo, nice battle scars, sick as fuck, anyway" and move on?
Also are we gonna see more little Narinder, and what got him all fucked up?
I am so invested in your story, but this aspect in specific I am latched onto like a tick. You cannot get rid of me. I am THIRSTY for knowledge.
Additionally, if in some hypothetical, little child Narinder met a young Lamb, do you think they would have been friends?
Totally not based on the time my brother came out to me and because I have the emotional bandwidth of a sea cucumber was just like “okay, cool.”
I’d say he’s around 12-14. In my heart Nari was one of those trans kids who the second he had the slightest understanding of gender was like “something ain’t right here chief.”
Fighting for my life trying to find a way to colour doodles in a way that doesn’t take ten years or look like shit.
More ramblings under the cut.
My Lamb is also non-binary so it’s not much of a deal to them. Dying on my casual trans rep hill. I don’t care if it’s not period accurate, I simply choose not to recognize transphobia.
Narinder gets slowly poisoned through his life. For the other Bishops, chaos, famine, disease and war will all eventually end in death, and dead men can’t worship. As a god of death he is to preach the glory and beauty of dying but, ironically, can’t die himself. He feels at odds with his family and trapped by life and this mentality slowly warps his view of the world and destroys him over hundreds of years.
Simply put he allows toxicity to pour and warp over toxicity. He lets it twist and compound his mind and it happens so slowly no one notices.
For the Lamb and Narinder theoretically meeting as children I honestly haven’t through much on how I’d characterize The Lamb as a child. My heart wants to say yes they would get along. My source is I made it the fuck up.
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pov you keep forgetting the guy who tags along on crusades with you is, in fact, a god
The crown has a gaydar and brother in Christ is it going off
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also a couple doodles a made for my Narinder hcs (I feel like he’s able to breath hellfire and that he has wings like the type the lamb get when they choose to battle him)
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Okay I’m actually starting to really like winged!narinder
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Reblog if there's something wrong with you
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I'm wondering what they're talking about, also they're divorced.
Second picture is from @blue-phoria.
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Small notice for my adults followers: I make NSFW but I will never upload it here, I am starting to upload nsfw Narilamb in case you are interested, even though I am just starting, I will leave you my twitter link if you want to see these types of drawings of my part
(If you are a minor I will block you)
Also on Twitter I usually post before and interact a little more dkjfjd
Twitter link:
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Narinder hates having his wrists touched.
He hates clothes that are too heavy. He can’t stand sleeping with blankets. Hugs are hell for him.
Narinder who can’t shake the ghosts of chains that wrap around him
Narinder who talks to himself just to hear something, anything other than silence
Narinder who hates the snow because it’s nothing but a void of white
Narinder who, despite how mean and bitter he is, cannot stand being alone
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