#ohohoho he’s so grabby

[throatofdelusionincarnate]

First post on tumblr because I am soooooo normal about @naffeclipse’s Apex Polarity !

Have a messy drawing of my favorite menace and y/n :)

[androgynous-agent69]

info dump away!!! *grabby hands at your amazing writing*

Ohohoho~! Thank you dear anon! :3

So, this info dump is gonna be about the lore regarding my COTL fanfic mainly focusing on Leshy, Leon (my name for the Yellow Cat), and the other main Characters of COTL such as Narinder and the Lamb (and i even managed to add the Goat in as the Lamb's advisor(?), but i havent shown anything on this blog yet. Maybe soon, idk :p).

I'm only gonna be discussing the backgrounds and context of my posted story works and any essential still-private work that gives further context, because I'm too self-conscious about the rest of the still-private stuff, but what I will tell you is that the full story is mainly just me creating pages of either backstories, or building on relationships with Leshy and the others (such as when Leshy & Leon visited the coast area to hang out on the pier, discuss Leshy's background, and terrorise a few lighthouse cultists).

So, let's begin!

(WARNING: MENTIONS OF PTSD, CHILD ABUSE/HARM AND TRAUMA, VIOLENCE, GENOCIDE, AND SUICIDE BELOW. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!)

Starting off, I wanna talk about my most recent post, which is about Narinder trying to apologise for what he did to Leshy (post here: https://www.tumblr.com/androgynous-agent69/753726617330794497/currently-smiling-giddily-in-my-room-why-because?source=share). I'll be honest, I take inspiration from the stuff I see on tumblr, and when I came across THIS post of Leshy crying on Narinder (art by @wels-corner)

I suddenly had the urge to create a similar scene where Leshy begins arguing with Nari, which then slowly dissolves into a mental breakdown.

The whole "Shamura being essentially brain dead" isn't shown explicitly in that scene, but in the story there is a part where Shamura gets Leshy to chat, where they explain that trying to regain the Green crown will be useless as "the crowns will not accept a bearer who has failed" (failed = died/beaten by the Lamb). Leshy then begins to angrily panic and grabs Shamura by the shoulders to ask for more information, but Shamura's brain injuries then takes hold and he reverts from "Bishop of war" to "elderly librarian who doesn't even know who his younger brother is, let alone their name".

Next up: The nightmare that Leshy has about Narinder's betrayal! Let's hear it for PTSD!!!

(post here: https://www.tumblr.com/androgynous-agent69/753274462850400256/woe-fanfic-leshy-backstory-be-upon-ye-cwtw?source=share)

Jokes aside, I REALLY LOVED how this turned out, especially after all the tweaking I did to the story. The scene takes place after another part of the nightmare involving Leshy's regret and guilt regarding the Lamb Genocide, which is why it begins with "When you look back up", as Leshy looked down at the ground and tuned out the noises and sights.

I also did my best to make Narinder's words about each Bishop reference their injuries, if anyone noticed. Shamura was said by Narinder to "always be the smartest" resulting in their head and brain being caved in. Heket "always said such profanities", resulting in her throat being slashed. Kallamar always "eavesdropped", which made Narinder rip off his ears, and little baby Leshy in that scene was, what Narinder referred to as "a worthless spectator", which made Narinder rip Leshy's eye out.

Final bit of the post I wanna talk about is that deerfolk mentioned at the start. the one that's twitching and makes "strange, savage noises". In that point in time, Narinder had created a basis for the resurrection spell, however it was not without flaws. While the soul re-entered the body, this body was not repaired of any decay, and as such they essentially became zombies. The Lamb, however, managed to iron out the ritual's error, and thankfully caught it out before Narinder had to use the ritual on them after a botched crusade (thank heaven for that, imagine a crazed zombie Lamb o-o)

The next post of my fic is the one with Leon and Leshy casually talking, which happens near the start. (Post here: https://www.tumblr.com/androgynous-agent69/751091311322513408/that-moment-when-your-first-attempt-of-a-story?source=share)

This scene has no real inspiration, it's just Leon and Leshy bantering. One thing I would like to talk about is the quote "Ugh, I forgot that fool actually got to your head...". My last attempt at this fic, Leon had a completely different personality. He was a hater of Chaos entirely and instead a devotee of the Lamb, whereas currently he is a former Chaos follower who, after the Lamb genocide and The Lamb's gaining of the crown, was forced by the other, higher ranking followers, to be sacrificed to Leshy. This was interrupted by said Lamb, who recruited Leon to the cult and the rest there is history!

This is important, because there's another part of the fic where Leshy finally reveals his wounds to Leon, who then gets a feline instinct to lick the wounds (inspired by the multiple artworks of this), which makes Leshy warn Leon that black ichor is deadly. This, however, makes Leon confused as only God's like the Lamb and the Bishops have black ichor blood, and Leon quickly puts two and two together.

Yeah, it ends in a rather depressing scene where Leon attacks Leshy out of sheer anger, and Leshy stops a knife that was going for his throat, only to grab Leon's hands around the grip, apologise, and pull the knife into his neck. But don't worry, because the Lamb revives him on Leon's wishes roughly two weeks later after he mentally recovered.

Finally, for those that bothered to read all this way (or just scrolled right down, idrc lmfao), have a reward through the form of the aforementioned scene above!

(BTW ignore the long ass "~~~~~"'s. Its just how I divide the 'chapters')

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

For the kiss meme, could I pleased ask for 16 with Saijima and Majima? 💖

Ohohoho. Well, that’s definitely in my wheelhouse.

16. Teasing kisses on every bit of visible skin

“Obnoxious,” Saejima mutters sleepily.

“Get up, old man.” Majima is on top of him, and seems oblivious to the fact that this is going to prevent him from getting up. “You fell asleep on the damn couch.”

“Gonna have to get off me first.”

“Not followin’ you.”

“Can’t really get up if you’re sittin’ on me.”

“Pssh, you just ain’t tryin’ hard enough.”

Saejima squints at him and then rolls upright with some difficulty, wrapping his arm around Majima’s waist and taking him up too as he stands. “There you go, I’m up. How’s it feel to be tall?”

“Fuck you,” Majima says to the small of his back, feet kicking uselessly in front of him.

Grinning, Saejima pats him on the ass. “So I’m guessin’ you don’t like bein’ tall, then.”

“Fuck you.”

“Givin’ me ideas.”

“Why you think I wanted you to wake up? Not like I really needed the damn couch.”

Majima hates being picked up, which is why Saejima doesn’t put him down right away, lugging him all the way to the bedroom and then dropping him so that he lands on the bed with a yell. If he’s gonna go waking people up just because he’s bored and grabby, he can stand to get tossed around a little. And maybe it’s his turn to have someone on top of him, even though that’s definitely what we wants.

Majima grins up at him. “So I got your attention, then.”

“Obnoxious,” Saejima says again, like he said before, and pins Majima down with one hand, kisses his mouth, his face, the side of his neck, and decides as Majima reaches up and grabs him that maybe being woken up wasn’t so bad.