COTL - Succession Of Gods

Soo cuteT//T

His highness got stung by a bee and won’t admit it.

Sozo:3

Jsjsjs^^

She is my oc of my Au of COTL she is one of the guardians of Shamura

I got very excited lol

Shamura, who had their typical luck during bets they made due to the illogicity their siblings often made, unfortunately lost this time to-- a bet that made zero sense to them. As well as,,, Not Being Able To Predict It Fully Anyways

They lost a majority of their own coins that were needed to pay off the Undertakers and Mortician taxes, so they weren't too smart with their currency..!!! So, going to Berith for advice this round, the worm helped them open a kissing booth which he said would make them easy money than having to work overtime 🎉🎉

So , the shamura kissing booth is noow open , all the way down in Silk Cradle :-] if you aren't afraid of spiders, then you have the ability to go kiss one all for just 10 coins!!

I'm crying 😔😭

'FOGGY STREETS AND CHRISTMAS LIGHTS'

(part 3/3)

I'm gonna infodump about the backstory of this comic, don't feel obligated to read it because it's not cotl related it's just personal stuff, I just want to be able to write about it somewhere cause I can't really talk to anyone about it.

As always, thanks for reading this far, sorry my stuff has been such a bummer so consistently. This comic goes out to all my "christmas induced depression" homies, I left my house maybe like ~5 times all month and it was NOT pleasant hearing "IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR!!" on the radio when I'm so ready for it to be over. Gonna take it reaaaaal easy til the year ends, you guys take it easy too!! Got some asks I have to respond to when I'm more stable but probably no new comic pages til january

Alright uhhh so this part of the comic is pretty much taken directly from the last time I saw my great-grandma alive, a few days before christmas. She didn't remember me, but at the nursing home there was a piano, and I sat down and played some stuff because I didn't know what to say. I was really into lisa the painful rpg at the time, and I played that "I've got the joy" song that the villain sings without realizing it was an old christian campfire song. She didn't really say much or move that whole night, just kind of gave me a polite blank smile, but started singing the words when I played the notes to that song.

I kinda stopped in shock, my dad frantically asked me to keep playing, so I did. While the comic I made is way more sappy than the actual moment was, I wish I'd cherished the moment longer. I didn't know it was the last time I'd see her alive. Every family christmas was held at her house when she was around, so it's been weird the past few years. I actually lost another dementia-addled grandma to cancer on christmas eve in 2009, so the holiday was already kind of weird for me on top of everything else that makes me sad this time of year. That's what part 2 was about, I'll spare the details but I wrote leshy to act out how I felt back then. Why are we all sad? This is supposed to be a happy time, all the decorations are up and we're almost all here, so why is everyone smiling yet everything feels so wrong? I feel like since leshy's canonically the most ignorant one to things lurking below the surface, he'd be the one to try and make everyone feel better but not quite understand why everyone is so miserable. My first memory of having self injurious behavior came from then, hence why I had leshy pull his leaves off in the last comic. It was confusing and frustrating and I was just old enough to comprehend something was wrong, but not old enough to understand the depth of it, it DEFINITELY didn't help that nobody helped me back then so I made leshy's siblings actually come in clutch instead of grabbing him/yelling at him.

That night with the piano was something that's stuck with me the few years she's been gone, but I felt kind of strange when I asked my dad and my sister about it and neither of them remembered it. The room we were in was completely empty so nobody else witnessed it but us three. I myself have a history of head trauma and memory loss (plus, native americans are disproportionately more likely to develop dementia... lucky us) so if I ever forgot about that moment, there'd be nobody left to remember it. Sometimes when I do comics, it's my way of going "this happened at some point, and the only evidence it ever happened was me witnessing it, so if something happens to me I want the memory to stay alive in some form."

Anyway. The autistic urge to overshare, am I right? Idk what my religious ass great-grandma would think of me drawing demonic comics about my last memory of her, she'd probably think it's funny though cause she raised my dad whose interests have always been "death metal and devil worship". I'm not sure if anyone read this far, I just hope my dumb comics can convey the things I can't say with my voice and struggle to say through text. None of this was supposed to be "feel bad for me!! Woe is me!!", it was supposed to me more like...cathartic? Healing? I almost didn't post this comic because it felt kinda weird, but seeing people connect with it made it worth it imo. Thank you

The one who wilts would make an excellent key chain. They already have a chain!

The one who keychain

I made these drawings some time ago for my friend's birthday but I think they look cute so I'm posting them here too.

Family Photo

The Bishops around their first years of ruling, just wanted to draw tiny Nari and Leshy but then suddenly the other 3 appeared as well so <3

Day 20: A Kiss

COTLtober Promptlist

I love Goat hahaha he's so me sjjsjs

Bunny Suit Trio!!!

La apuesta de Leshy//Cult of the Lamb//Cómic dub español//🐑🐛//

We made some of the comics of @duplicitousfate Fandub in Spanish>;b

We hope you like it^^💜❤️