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When ur mutuals w/ some cool ass people rb if u agree

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"Death shall be here to offer you comfort, always by your side, for your are my precious vessel." This animation is for all the people who made art or think about Lamb in Narinder's hand ! Inspired as well by @bamsara TRoD Narinder's "Maintenance" of their vessel I ended up making this rough within a day, or two, very happy with it ! I will improve it if you enjoy it !

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New animation ! I always thought, how cute would it look for Narinder to have the Lamb in his hand ? There is more scenes in preparation for that one, and I wanted to work on that rough more, but I'll be away for a few days and I really wanted to share it

I hope it will fill your narilamb brainrot for the day, it is always my pleasure when it does

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the worst part about ocd and ocd-like tendencies is that you think hyper-analyzing your thoughts and constantly psychoanalyzing yourself will fix you but that's actually part of the disorder. it's the disorder. disordering.

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[ID: the "You wouldn't download a car" meme rewritten to say "You wouldn't rehabilitate death" /END ID]

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me losing my cotl hyperfixation

bamsara:

AND IN COMES TROD WITH THE STEEL CHAIR

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Credit to: user

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See?? I Don't draw JUST nakie Nari... sometimes I draw nakie Lamb too.

I've been in a Narilamb mood, might write a fanfic idea I have, who knows with me

But for now I just wanted to practice drawing them cause I'm rusty, it was very fun

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i mean this as a genuine compliment but people making their lamb designs unbelievably cunty is so funny and good to me. theyve gotta serve the one who waits but yknow what else theyve gotta serve? CUNT.

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Tee hee

OKAY SO Idk when I'll finish this but l've had this idea for awhile so like- take what l have so far

I'm hesitant to get too much farther into it cause the ending has to do with the Kallamar fight and Im TERRIFIED what I have mapped out in my head for it will be made irrelevant when that chapter comes out, I just took whatever scraps of comics/art made of that scene and did my best LMAO

But I def would like to finish it cause hoo boy when I'm pacing around my house listening to the song and watching the mind movie of it in my brain it’s pretty epic ngl

Until then you may have this suuuuper rough animatic. I hope it will suffice for now

TROD au by @bamsara

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OKAY SO Idk when I'll finish this but l've had this idea for awhile so like- take what l have so far

I'm hesitant to get too much farther into it cause the ending has to do with the Kallamar fight and Im TERRIFIED what I have mapped out in my head for it will be made irrelevant when that chapter comes out, I just took whatever scraps of comics/art made of that scene and did my best LMAO

But I def would like to finish it cause hoo boy when I'm pacing around my house listening to the song and watching the mind movie of it in my brain it’s pretty epic ngl

Until then you may have this suuuuper rough animatic. I hope it will suffice for now

TROD au by @bamsara

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lamb

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how to explain to mutuals that while yes you can have my discord, and i wanna hang out! my response time is anywhere between 3-7 business days

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🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

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🔴can you help me 🇵🇸🍉

This is my home Which was destroyed by the accursed occupation yesterday I'm not sad about the stones I'm sad about the memories I hope this damned war ends 💔💔😔 🍉🇵🇸

vetted by @90-ghost

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if you feel a fluttering ache in your chest its not love. im in there. doing things