#yandere cult of the lamb

[yanderes-galore]

yandere lamb with a bishop darling?

I can try my hand at this, sure! I really want to write more for this game but no one requests it :')

Yandere! The Lamb with Bishop! Darling

(FT. Yandere! Platonic! Narinder/TOWW)

Pairing: Romantic (The Lamb)/Platonic (Narinder/TOWW)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Worship yandere, Cults, Violence/Murder, Dubious relationship.

The Bishops are deities worshipped in the Old Faith.

The religion itself is cruel and inhumane, often requiring sacrifices of unwilling subjects.

The Bishops themselves, your siblings, could be considered cruel themselves.

Narinder, Bishop of Death, was sealed away after harming his siblings, you yourself may even have an injury from him too.

Leshy, the Bishop of Chaos, has always been too arrogant of his power.

Heket, the Bishop of Famine, is often aggressive and brings hunger to her followers.

Kallamar, Bishop of Pestilence, is a coward who brings sickness to his followers and fails to lead them.

Shamura, Bishop of War, often forced obedience through mind control.

Compared to your siblings and this religion, you could be a Bishop in two ways.

Perhaps you're better than them, the hope the followers need to continue suffering under the others.

Or maybe you're just as bad as your siblings?

(I'm biased to you being some sort of Bishop of Hope and Radiance yet you can be anything you want)

The point is, The Lamb may want to worship a Bishop! Darling.

Sure, they are meant to worship Narinder to free him... meaning they may have to slay you.

But The Lamb can't bring themselves to!

Even more so if you genuinely care for your followers.

I feel what would make this story even more intense is if Narinder was attached to you as his sibling.

That way he'd probably ask The Lamb to spare you, to force you into a messenger of the new cult.

After all, the other four betrayed him...

Not you.

Honestly just the thought of The Lamb trying to appease you is adorable.

Narinder prefers sacrifices, so The Lamb tries to pick followers they think you'll like.

You're given gold as wealth and often given gifts.

Even if The Lamb had to slay you, they'd probably bring you back to make you a follower.

The Lamb's obsession is only encouraged if Narinder likes you.

Narinder trusts The Lamb to convert you and your followers... along with treating you well.

To you, you may even find The Lamb's attempts at worship and maybe even courtship cute.

They bleat towards you before offering you gifts.

They conduct sermons about you and Narinder.

You're often depicted as the sibling of TOWW and are worshipped as such.

Anything romantic would be sort of strange unless you were made a follower.

The Lamb's romantic attractions towards you while you're still a deity may be more akin to someone saying they "love God" or something similar.

They love you and devote themselves to you.

Narinder, your brother, may even see The Lamb as a connection you two share.

A temporary connection... as TOWW has plans to ditch The Lamb once he is free.

You may see The Lamb as a follower of your own... or maybe even a pet.

You often speak to The Lamb, asking how their conquest is going.

You are aware of what they must do... it's bittersweet.

On one hand, your siblings (and maybe you) had it coming.

On the other hand... you wish none of this has to happen.

The Lamb tries to distract you from your mourning.

As Leshy, Heket, Kallamar, and Shamura fall... The Lamb tries to comfort you.

You try not to blame the pawn too much....

They are Narinder's form of punishment.

Lambs should never have been targeted in the first place after all.

It was foolish to think Narinder would never return.

As a result, you are in acceptance of your fate.

You accept The Lamb's offerings and bless them on their journeys.

You aren't sure how things will go when Narinder returns.

From what you hear, the Bishop of Death seems eager to see you again.

Part of you fears what's to come, but the others tried to fight it and perished...

So why should you?

The Lamb is often the one to pull you from your thoughts.

They come back from their crusades all proud and happy.

They always come to see you at your land and at the cult.

Knowing you can't fight the return of your brother, you aid his pawn.

His pawn, The Lamb, appears to adore you just as much.

The Lamb isn't entirely an intense yandere when you're a Bishop.

They come to see you often and try to follow where you go.

They only wish to worship you alongside your remaining brother!

You are wise enough to know you can't fight fate compared to your siblings...

So you accept The Lamb's offerings and adoration... which includes all of their love.

You wonder if Narinder will spare The Lamb once he comes back to rule yet again.

[ablobwhowrites]

One of lambs Followers: "y/n isn't so great and if I'm lying may the devil himself take me away"

*narinder coming out of the ground and drags them into the hole*

Y/n: "...okay I don't wanna be in this cult, I'm going to go fish"

*The follower be like*

[onestepbackwards]

self aware Lamb would be so yandere. i literally squeal everytime they baa in game [there is a button to make them baa] and my favorite bishop is Kallamar and i just want to requit him and make him my husband

Yea, they probably would! Given their circumstances, it would probably be incredibly easy for them to become yandere. They'd probably worship you, and any sacrifices or offerings would end up being made in your name.

What's 'The One Who Waits' gonna do about it? They can't even sense you like the Lamb can. You are clearly on another level than all these false gods.

[yanderetapes]

Tape 1: Sacrifice.

Y/n was trapped. He was only a human boy, around HER age. But she cared about him more than anything. Ever. His first time here, he liked it. He met a nice fox he liked. Unfortunately, she was the next sacrifice. How sad. The leader, Lamb, held his hand the whole time. It was no coincidence. Lamb later made it clear that she cared about him so much, so when he didn't accept her... she made him.

End tape.

[kloudinthesky]

Valentines Flowers 💐

Cove from Our Life: white poppies

Alexei from Infinite Blue: yellow coreopsis, freesia, and daisies

P from Lies of P: blue camellias and forget-me-nots

Lamb from Cult of the Lamb: red camellias

Basil from Omori: yellow sunflowers

Eddie from Yandere AI Girlfriend Simulator: pink sakuras

Charlie from Hazbin Hotel: red roses

[oneofthosenightbees]

Cleaning up

[by-glass-and-waves]

Maybe a little more Courtship hoo hoo

Uhh read the page right to left my b

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Do you do yandere cult of the lamb? If so can we have a one shot of platonic yandere bishops (including Narinder, before the betrayal) x gn!bishop!reader? The reader can either be the oldest or the youngest but they're still old like the bishops

As the youngest of the Bishops, it became very clear that you weren't going to be taken all that seriously. Or at least that’s how you felt your brethren treated you at first.

Your crown, as it did for all its bearers, gifted you with unfathomable divine power--the power of Life, in your case. From that blossomed your own beautiful realm and a legion of followers who were eternally loyal to your cause. 

So you shouldn't need any "extra protection". Yet the Bishops always watched you like a couple of hawks, intruding into your temple often without reason. All the wile, you noticed each of their peculiar behaviors towards you specifically..and nobody else.

For instance, one evening Leshy had the gall to interrupt one of your sermons....just to ask if you knew how to perform a Sacrifice of the Flesh ritual.

For Great One's sake! He thought you didn’t know the most basic of rituals in all the lands?! 

You felt outright insulted and scorned your elder brother for assuming such things, shooing him away from your temple.

The next morning, you visited your devotion statue and saw a bouquet of camelia flowers laid down in front of it--freshly picked from Darkwood’s finest gardens. Not only that, but there was also a stack of gifts for your followers.

It was an odd yet sweet gesture from Leshy. So you accepted his apology, believing that maybe you’ve been too harsh on him.

Then one day you received news that one of your most devoted followers was kidnapped in the middle of the night--by Kallamar’s own followers.

You knew him a coward, but to do something like this was appalling. The lowest of lows. So you stormed his temple in anger, demanding for their release.

Yet...the squid seemed happy to see you, smiling as he welcomed you despite the fact he clearly pissed you off. But it turns out that he only wanted to talk to you about exchanging doctrines, but didn’t know how else to approach you.

So he ordered his cultists to kidnap your follower to lure you into Anchordeep. And he’s elated to see that it worked! You came for him!

As an apology for angering you, he made those same cultists become violently ill and blessed your follower with good health for the rest of their life. You just scowled at him and quickly left for home with them in tow, insisting that he didn’t use them like that ever again.

Then Heket, the typically arrogant frog bishop, was actually quite sweet to you. Alhough you’d much rather see her true hardiness than this fake persona she puts on specifically in your presence, you don’t complain.

When she overheard your followers were struggling with growing food this season, she took pity and blessed your entire realm with bountiful yields. Every farm plot grew twice as fast.

She hasn't said a word about it, and while you felt like it insinuated that you weren't capable of solving your own food crises..you were grateful for her rare generosity.

Shamura, ever the wiser, suggested a fighting ritual between two of your treasured followers--both of whom desire the title of Witness. Their constant bickering only created rifts in your cult, disrupted sermons, and generally upset you whenever you tried speaking to either of them.

You firmly taught resolution in conversations, negotiations, and forgiveness..no way could you see blood spilt on your temple grounds!

But despite your protests, Shamura had foreseen more disarray within your cult. This was a problem that you could likely ignore, but they couldn’t for some reason. And so they took possession over those two followers one night, filling them with the spirit of warriors, and had them duel to the death for your approval.

It left you horrified, but you did bless the winner with that title, appeasing the eldest of the Bishops.

Narinder was the last in the pattern. Despite being judge, jury, and executioner of all souls who eventually meet him...he actually asked you to decide where the dearly-departed from your cult deserved to be.

He claims it would be “unfair” if he didn’t have your honest opinion. But you objected his request.

Isn’t it his job to make that choice so you and the other Bishops didn’t have to? He was Death, you weren’t, and for him to be influenced by your judgement would surely upset the balance of nature. Of the duties of Bishops.

Why should he put that burden on you? You’ve dealt with the “life” aspect of these souls..so it should be his turn, right?

It didn’t make sense.

None of the Bishops’ actions made sense, you soon realized.

Feeling lost, you sought guidance from Haro. He was quite the enigmatic bird, yet he had a unique connection with your family--ever elusive while simultaneously all-knowing.

You asked him about the behaviors of the others. Why did they act so strange and obsessive over you? To the point of infatuation or committing heinous acts upon your followers or theirs? Was this all just for a minute of your attention?

He revealed to you that a prophecy called for a young Bishop who was fated to keep the balance of Life in the lands. But apparently many “false gods” claimed to be you, and were among the thousands slaughtered until only one remained:

You. The one true god of Life.

Knowing you were finally found, they were swift to take you under their wing, wanting to shelter you from the same mistakes they made growing up. And they did all they could to keep you happy..keep you reliant on them so you didn’t get hurt.

It seems a prophecy indeed drove them mad. 

And as Haro flew away into the night sky, you gained a better understanding of the Bishops you called family.

But it also left you uneasy, realizing they could use this against you.

[blue-phoria]

I have my own Yandere Lamb story idea, except mine ends with Narinder exercising his Second Amendment rights and marrying The Fox.

[cotl-inspiteofyou]

For Lamb: hey lamb do u wanna see my baby Osiris and her parents were Hunting Down and killed so don't do anything to scared her

[yanderes-galore]

Could I request yandere hcs for the lamb from cult of the lamb, with a shopkeeper darling if that makes sense? Like in a similar vain as Forneus, midas, ect? Hopefully that makes sense -🦦

Sure! I don't mind :) This was the only COTL request this run :( but I hope you enjoy!

Here's The Lamb Alphabet I used to portray them!

Yandere! The Lamb with Shopkeeper! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Clingy behavior, Cults/Religious themes, Attempted indoctrination, Manipulation, Coercion, Forced companionship.

Your meeting with The Lamb was purely by chance.

You're merely a shopkeeper who sets up shop in various areas.

You're a traveling shopkeeper with items of various uses.

When you first met The Lamb you just saw them as a customer.

Am important customer.

After all, everyone knows the meaning behind the Red Crown.

The Lamb is a crusader sent by TOWW.

As a result you are a bit wary but can tell they will be a frequent customer.

The Lamb themselves are very sweet.

Charisma is important to them.

When the bleat at you and gesture to what they want you think nothing of it.

They pay you gold and are off on their way.

Of course, this isn't the last you see of them.

As expected The Lamb meets you again on another path.

Maybe it's fate they've managed to find you again as they give you yet more gold for more items.

Another normal transaction.

In fact, there most likely isn't any issue until many visits.

The Lamb manages to find you wherever you go.

There's times they don't even buy anything, just bleat in an attempt at conversation.

There's times they'll donate to you but never ask for anything in return.

There's even times they'll buy a ton of your stock in bulk before paying every gold piece back, with even a little extra.

The Lamb becomes your best and most trusted customer.

They're easy to trust with their big eyes and adorable bleats.

The only thing that appears off is the crown on their head.

It appears The Lamb takes comfort in your presence and sees your area as a safe place.

You don't seem to mind their presence, either.

Then there's the odd request they give you-

They want you to join their flock.

You're hesitant of their offer, at first you say no.

Yet The Lamb gives you a frown and a small bleat before sliding gold to you and leaving.

Then they come back with more gold, another offer to join them, and a patient gaze.

Truth is, The Lamb already has your trust.

They just need to coax you a little more and they'll have you join them, especially with their persistence.

Why do they want you to join?

You make them feel less lonely!

You make them happy!

In return, they want to make you happy too!

After all, don't you trust them?

Eventually you both know you'll join their cult.

How could you turn down such an adorable face?

You have to say yes if the keep coming, right?

They promise you'll get business with their followers!

With them, you'll be safe and happy!

In their flock, it will feel like your part of a family.

The Lamb promises they'll be like a friend to you and provide you eternal happiness.

If you're up to it, they'll be more than a friend to you with a simple ritual.

They'll give you as much gold as you want, as much food as you need, and all the affection you could ever ask for!

All you need to do is accept their offer and say yes! (Like dealing with the devil-)

So... why don't you join their flock as their shopkeeper?

They promise you won't regret it if you simply come with them and stay... forever!

[ablobwhowrites]

Yan!Narinder x deity/god!reader (before Narinder got chained, when Narinder was still with the bishops) oneshot ?

(so future reference the cult of the lamb darling is strictly gn and male reader only cause I'm uncomfortable writing for female reader and narinder is a guy so...ye)

y/n......y/n....is all narinder had in his mind, but due to his own deity being in his mind now....he worshipped them more than the ones who dare called themselves bishops of the deity y/n cult. "Bishop Narinder it's very late." a follower that cleaned the shrine and the sacrificing room that was holding a lantern illuminated both the follower and narinder. Narinder's red eyes looked at the shrine then over his shoulder to the follower "have you ever needed a...person in your life lewis?" Narinder said Lewis's name sharply as narinder's tail started to move flicking itself around gracing the ground and his eyes flattened against his head, Lewis slowly backing away "u...um..yes sometimes but...-" Lewis trying to make a excuse "you don't get it do you?" Narinder began to get up, standing his back still facing Lewis "y/n is not just something to worship...they are greater...I wish to be in the presence of them, even if for a split second, I want them to be here with me" narinder turning around to see to reveal the cut eye on his forehead blood dried and new as it trailed to his chin dripping and having a the forbidden book open on the ground seeing it was a ritual candles unlit, a silk gown on the drawn circle "Lewis..I just need two more thing and you brought them graciously to me" Lewis dropped the lantern but a black paw caught it as Lewis ran to the exit, rain poured as thunder sounded the doors to the temple opened enough for Lewis to slip out but was caught by the fur on his head.

Lewis kicking and screaming as narinder dragged him back to the ritual circle, his eyes closed as tears streaming down Lewis's face "hush now, you don't want to make a bad impression infornt of our deity y/n, now do you?" Narinder said as he held up the poor follower as he took a knife with the candles lit, Lewis opening his eyes to see other followers dead, some having their organs in the circle like...a person. Lewis's breath quickened looking at the carcasses of other followers ripped open some having their skeleton ripped out but then broken and tossed to the side and..one body stood out....it was another bishop for the other cult skeleton able to hold the organs in "the ritual required...organs of the worthy....and a base.....yet..that bastard who dare call y/n unholy names not being worthy of his head...yet..yours...Lewis is perfect..many said your face...skull looked so much like y/n's perfect, so please let me make your sacrifice worthy" Lewis started to cry and thrash as narinder's nails now digging into Lewis's head and narinder slammed Lewis on the ground the force causing Lewis to stop feeling like his bone broke all he could do was whimper and cry. Narinder rolling Lewis on his back then plunging a knife into his throat Lewis screaming but only gargling blood up, his hands trying to get narinder's hands away from the knife as tears poured mixing with the blood till.... Lewis stopped moving as his eyes once filled with life now pale with tears making their final fall to the blood and teared covered ground, narinder ripping the head from Lewis's body skinning it of it's fur taking the eyes out and replacing it with another followers a narinder picked up the book and began the chant "lost deity's of who lost their form, hear my call! FOR I GIVE YOU THE BASE OF ONES WHO ARE WORTHY OF HAVING YOUR SKIN, ONES WHO GIVE YOU ANOTHER CHANCE TO WALK AMONG THE LIVING!" the circle glowed as bandages shot out rising the skeleton and layering the skeleton in the silk gown as meat wrapped around the bones then skin growing from the finger tips with (h/c) fur growing as the now new body was gently laid back where is was.

a finger twitched then the arms slowly pushing the body up the weak legs feeling the cold ground then your eyes open looking around as you try to push yourself up successfully but your legs still weak about to fall, thankfully being caught you from falling on your face but feeling something purring "welcome back...y/n"

[sottrice]

WARNING: BLOOD

Yuri OC x Canon

The chosen vessel and her wife.

Holem(my OC, the lamb's wife) is never kill the lamb!!!!!! Holem killed the lamb's other spouses(husbands), opponents, and heathen pagan - by doing so it is a situation where she show her love for her wife - the lamb.

[the-kinfesssional]

the list of kins starts now with probably one of the bigger ones being

Pokemon- 34 kins (stretched across fictionkin, ockin, and otherkin)

Cookie run- 32 kins (four ockins the rest are canon somewhat)

Dream smp (the bad source)-22(one oc kin the rest are damp and adjacent kins)

hermitcraft- 10 (All somewhat canon kins, sept doom guy who is non canon but heavily headcanoned as being two peoples dad)

genshin- 4 (aether, scaramouche, Lyney, n venti. weirdest combination ever)

sanders sides- 4 (one oc the rest are canon)

regretevator- 6 (roblox games are fun)

cult of the lamb- 1 just the lamb

yandere sim(gods help us these sources)- 1 (ayato, the male stand in for the yandere main character)

the binding of issac- 1 (Azazel, lil demon guy)

Omori- 4 (kel, basil, omori, sunny)

yo-kai watch- 1 (casanono)

Henry stickman series- 1(Charles)

RTGames miitopia playthrough- 2(magical john and chat)

food fantasy- 2 (Coffee and chocolate)

kid Icarus games- 2(Pit and dark pit)

stardew valley- 3(elliott, shane, and krobus)

IB- 1 (Garry)

the amazing digital circus- 1(Jax)

FNAF- 3(Vincent, fnaf movie mike, and jeremy Fitzgerald from a altered rebornica au)

john doe- 1(john doe)

Danganronpa(the gods do not hear our pleas for it to stop)- 4(ockin, shuichi, nagito, kiibo)

vocaloid- 2 (Len and KAITO)

Kirby- 4(Kirby, Marx, Taranza, Meta knight)

Legend of zelda series- 7(JUST A BUNCH OF LINKS and one sidon)

Mario series- 1(Luigi)

splatoon series- 1(Ockin replacement for agent 8)

Wild kratz- 1(Martin)

Phighting(another roblox game yay!)- 6 (One noncanon/ockin the rest are from the source canonically)

phoenix wright ace attorney- 1(Phoenix)

the ugly duckling analog horror somehow- 1(younger version of the ugly duckling)

the stanley parable ultra deluxe- 2(Narrator and timekeeper)

don't starve- 3(Wilson, Wes, and Webber)

Mystreet/diaries(?)- 1(Zane Ro'meave)

that should be it, sorry for the long list we have alot of sources... -🕯️🐑🗡️

Intresting, and that's ALOT of kins.

/lh

Also dies I can't include every single one of your sources . Stupid Tumblr tag limit

[yandereloveraw]

Atisuto's wife, Pinkie in Cult Of The Lamb. The necklace she has on gives her the immortal trait and the halo means she's a disciple. ^^

[Cotl belongs to Massive Monster]

[tastyhoneysuckle]

Simply yours♥️

Short fanfic about my Lambsona and their spouse

Slight spoilers for Silk cradle btw

Their beginning of their service to the one who waits in not a pleasant one. The beginning is filled with a thick iron smell and cold numbness that the Lamb wishes to forget. Though in that cruel beginning, there is light, there is hope, there is Fetygre.

Fetygre, a fox with fiery orange fur and a gentle smile. Once a sacrifice, just like the Lamb. Their first follower, the first one they saved. Fetygre was a gentle light, a bedside candle you kept close, be it for the warmth, or to help you see in the all-consuming darkness.

In the beginning, in the numbness, where others had been fearful and distant with the Lamb, treating them as an untouchable god, Fetygre had been different. Fetygre was a kinder soul, gently smiling at the Lamb and reminding them to rest, even if they required no such thing. They were not like the others, they did not treat the Lamb as an otherworldly being, and they did not whisper of the lambs mistakes.

Committing to a marriage with the fox had been an experimental choice, made after the numbness had ended. Fetygre had been happy to be chosen, giddy and excited even. They had never touched Fetygre before, nor had they any of their followers. The fox had been soft and warm, alive, something now unnatural to the Lamb. The kiss they shared was gentle, the Lambs first, and despite the eyes cast upon them, it felt secret and precious.

Fetygre’s devotion only seemed to grow, their boldness as well, they had no fear when it came to sneaking small kisses to the Lamb, not that the Lamb had any complaints. Then came the time to enter the fourth, and last, of the bishops of old faith’s domains. Shamura, a large spider like entity with purple skin, a blood-soaked bandage wrapped tightly around their head. They were as grotesque as the rest of their siblings, though accompanied by a whimsical beauty.

They spoke of the past to the Lamb, a tale of five siblings. The Lamb listened to their story, holding a growing of sympathy in their heart for the creature that stripped them of their family. To show the Lamb the feeling of betrayal was the spiders plans. They brought forth Fetygre, loyal, sweet, Fetygre, but that loyalty was soon forgotten.

The Lamb could feel the numbness and fury in their heart swell. The Lamb had come to terms with what these monsters had done, taking their home from them, their friends, their family, things that have been accepted yet not forgiven. But what they had done that day, forcing them to drive their own blade through their beloveds heart, caused the Lamb’s heart the freeze over in grief.

They were empty as they returned home, carrying the body of their fallen beloved in their arms. The rest of their followers meant nothing to them in that moment as they allowed their feet to carry them to the church. They were ready to do what must be done, even if they were to be scorned. A follower of death prepared to resurrect a soul, a sight that would surely anger the one they follow. But that was ok, angering the one who waits was a worthy price for their beloved to return to them.

And return to them they did, good as new, as beautiful as a flower. Fetygre wept at their feet, begging for forgiveness, forgiveness that had been granted long ago.

“Raise your head, my dearest,” The Lamb had spoke to them, crouching down on the dirt to gently pick up their loves head with two hands, “I am no god, so you need not grovel, I am simply yours, and you are simply mine,”