- BAAL AND NARINDER -

(Transcript:

"Whoa hey. What's wrong?" Baal asks his brother. Softly, the younger twin mumbles on his brother's shoulder. "It's okay. Everything is okay now. I'm right here." Baal rubbed their brothers back, holding him gently as if he'd fall apart and Aym held them back with the tightness of a man who saw his loved one disappear in front of his eyes.

"I-I saw you die. The-That Lamb slit your throat." Ba'al's memory of the events were slim, blurry little things. They don't remember much but they remember the Lamb. He members their staff breaking from the force and- "It's okay."

Pulling himself off of Ba'al, Aym roughly wiped away his tears. "Did you get another cut on your eye?" His sibling asked softly and with a poisonous hiss in his words, Aym responded with, "From that damned Lamb. The fucker cut it."

"Can you see out of it?"

Aym froze, the thought never crossing his mind. He blinked a couple times but shook his head in dismay. "No."

"That's okay. I'll be your eye from now on." Aym looked up at Ba'al, finally finished rubbing his eye. He smiled and was about to thank him when the cat noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Wooden sticks with markings on them splintered and shattered on the ground. Metal pieces broken off or cracked. A once divine weapon was now broken and nothing more than normal wood.

"Ah! Our staff!" Aym shouted. "That is not ideal.." Ba'al said, walking up next to his brother.`

"It isn't. What will we do now?"

"We move on."

"Brother we are basically defenseless."

With that Ba'al chuckled. "We aren't defenseless. We have plenty!" He spoke loudly, his arms raising and falling to meet his point. Aym looked at him with annoyance and confusion. As he crossed his arms he asked his brother, "What are you on about?"

"I have my knives, yes? You have your magic still, correct? We'll be fine." Ba'al looked back at his brother a mischievous and cocky lint in his eyes accompanied by a smirk.)

Hey, wait! Please stop scrolling for a sec!

Please bear with me and read to the end! I promise it'll be worth it.

My name is Nexys, and I am queer and disabled. For years I have been striving to create the most tight-knit safe space (that's ACTUALLY safe) on the internet, using content creation as common ground. And we're really starting to take off!

But I need your help. Please reblog this post so that I may meet new people and make new friends! My community has been lifechanging, both to myself and to the people within it. I really feel like my Twitch, YouTube, and Discord communities have been making a difference in the lives of some of the most disadvantaged and marginalized people in the LGBT and neurodiverse communities.

We often play games like Minecraft, Stardew Valley, Harvest Moon, and Pokémon, with the occasional challenges and other genres thrown in. Sometimes we even invite our chat to play the games with us! So if this sounds like the sort of community you'd be interested in, please join our Discord Server so you don't miss out!

I'm a small creator, and due to my disabilities cannot hold down a normal 9-5 job, so any support and engagement from you—time or money—is a lifechanging opportunity that could potentially alter the course of my life and the lives of my loved ones. Even just dropping in to say hello would mean the world to me!

But I know time is a precious resource, so if you're too busy to sit in with us but still want to support the cause, for as little as $1/month you can become a Patron! And depending on the tier you choose, there may even be some free artwork and other fun perks in it for you!

Thank you so much for your time! Me and my community really hope to meet you, and we hope that you, dear reader, have a fantastic rest of your day/night! Happy Pride!

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷🤍🩶🖤🤎

Comic Update

Sorry this is taking so long, I've been trying to balance school and doing this comic digitally. I promise as soon as I finish, I'll post the next page

- Cult Of The Lamb WIP Comic -

▼ Before Us Stands The Last Of Its Kind. All Others Have Been Hunted And Put Down By The Blade.

● Finally, With This Last Sacrifice, The PROPHECY, Will Be Impossible To Complete.

⬥ That HERETIC That Lies Below, Bound In Chains, Will Be Condemned To Eternal Isolation.

☽ And Then, And Only Then, Shall The Old Faith Be Preserved.

+ w-wait...

+ NO!

𓁹 Awaken, Little Lamb

answering a couple questions i got on this post since i realized ppl genuinely wanna know:

tl;dr:

israel lets very, very little aid get into gaza. even the UN can't get in as much as they want to. funding individual families, gazan led initiatives, and mutual aid collectives operating out of gaza ensures gazans can provide for themselves and pay for the extremely expensive aid that is available.

with all the civil infrastructure destroyed by israel, the situation on the ground has devolved into unrestricted capitalism, driving up the price of aid (that should be free!). this makes it more urgent for people to have funding for daily survival.

the post linked above has examples of how donating to individual families can help a lot. if you want to help more than one family at a time, there are many gazan-led initiatives focusing on rebuilding their infrastructure and distributing aid fairly that are worth donating to instead of large charities that already get the majority of donations.

as i mentioned in the last post: @/careforgaza on twitter is a nonprofit started by gazans, it's been endorsed by multiple palestinian journalists.

the sameer project is a collective organized by diaspora palestinians offering emergency shelter to gazans.

ele elna elak is a project aiming to bring water, food, shelter, etc. to gazans and has been promoted by bisan owda.

and the municipality of gaza itself is fundraising to rebuild water infrastructure.

all of these organizations are active inside gaza right now and are being run by gazans. if anyone knows of other gazan-led mutual aid projects, nonprofits or charities feel free to link them in the notes! hope this helped!

long answers under the cut!

if you wanna donate to a charity that's absolutely fine, but the thing is most charities (and even the UN!) are unable to make it into gaza in the first place, leaving aid rotting at the egyptian side of the border or subject to israeli settler attacks

not to mention, charities and nonprofits also maintain a paternalistic colonial relationship with the indigenous people they are trying to help, determining what aid they need for them instead of returning power to them and letting them make their own choices

i'm not here to say that one option is better than the other, just that they achieve different things and are equally legitimate. there's an attitude among people who question the legitimacy of these gofundme campaigns that somehow the people promoting them are telling them not to donate to charities. nobody is stopping you from donating to charities. we are just asking that you do not dehumanize the very real gazans in your inbox just because their method of asking for aid is more direct and risky.

unfortunately that's exactly what has happened. because israel destroyed all of gaza's more formalized infrastructure, it seems that organized crime and rampant inflation has taken its place. aid is supposed to be free, but in order to save for evacuation or the cost of living, people have started selling them at an inflated price. and aid that is truly free attracts intense, large crowds that are dangerous to navigate.

this was posted on abc a few days ago

it's pure, unrestrained capitalism. i've had multiple palestinians describe this situation to me confidence. that's why everything's so expensive now. why people have to rent out tiny plots of land for their tents to sit on, why my friend @siraj2024 still has to buy tarps to cover the broken windows of the overpriced bombed out apartment he rented, and why a bag of flour can cost a thousand bucks in the north.

even before israel closed and then bombed the rafah crossing, the egyptian hala travel agency was only allowing people to cross the border if they paid a hefty $5000 USD per adult / $2500 USD per child bribe. it denies doing this, but the hundreds of stories from palestinians say otherwise.

with regard to the economy, here in america we saw something similar happen in the wake of hurricane helene and milton. the podcaster margaret killjoy describes how she saw dual economies rise after asheville was fully cut off from the rest of the country - some people offered each other supplies for free in a sort of mutual aid honor system, and some people required payment when they lent supplies because they themselves needed to buy stuff for their families. these dual economies exist in gaza too. and this means they all still need money to survive.

Twin Deaths (cotl au comic)

“Come on, I have my knives, you have your magic and we both have claws. We have weapons and we have a will! All we need is a goal!” Ba’al said putting a hand on their waist. Their brothers face was flat in a way that made Ba’al a little more desperate to convince him. They thought for a while before a sly smile found their way on their face. Slowly, with drawn out words they said, “And since we’re very much alive, why not travel? Or-”

“Travel?”

Ba’al immediately straightened their posture upon seeing his brother's ears twitch and his eyes light up at the notion. “Yes, that’s what I said.” They hummed, swaying lightly.

Aym spoke slowly with hesitation in his voice. “We..could travel. And if we travel..” Aym looked over at Ba’al to see the sweet smile they bore but Aym could see the smugness in their eyes. “We could find Mom. And if we find Mom we could…hang out. I would like that.” Ba’al’s smile softened and turned into something more genuine. “We could. She’d be so happy to see us- I’m sure she’d make us some of her homemade cookies. You loved those.”

The Sun twin breathed out a chuckle and rocked on their heels. Aym had nodded, fiddling with his cloak ends as he looked away from Ba’als gaze. The thought of a Aym as a little kitten devouring their mothers cookies brought a smile to both twins' faces. “So..?” Aym looked back over to his brother. The hanging word in the air did little to warn Aym of what Ba’al was trying to say. “Are we going?” Oh. The moon twin felt his face flush and mumbled something to his himself. Quickly and with practiced handwork, Aym straighted himself, flapping out his cloak and taking a stronger stance.

“Yes we shall go.” Ba’al mentally leaped up in the air and bounced on their feet. Grabbing their brothers hand they far too quickly rushed over to the trees and unfortunately caused the duo to trip. “Ba’al wait we- oaf!” Aym groaned at their siblings reckless behavior and looked over to see if they were alright. Thankfully they had sustained no injuries nor did they look any less excited (unfortunately). “What did you even trip over?” The question sounded more accusatory then what it meant but Ba’al very happily grabbed a bush off the ground and put it in his lap, ignoring Aym altogether.

“You haven’t met my new friend yet have you?” Ba’al asked, patting the bunch of leaves like it was some sort of pet. It took Aym several minutes to respond. “Have..Did you lose your head in that fall? We havent even been alive for an hour and youre already going off the rock-”

•Pop•

A chaser worm.

There was a chaser worm in Ba’als lap. It stared at Aym while slowly finding a comfortable spot in Ba’als lap. The bushy earthworm started to chitter and shiver from what Aym presumed to be joy. Blinking from his shock Aym kicked the worm harshly, knocking it away and he pounced only to be pushed down. He wiggled and writhed to look up at his brother with a baffled expression. “What are you doing?! That thing needs to be killed-It is a child of Leshy!”

“It’s okay! Look at him!” Ba’al got up off of Aym and rushed over to the trembling worm. The cat looked over the worm before shoving it in Aym’s face. “This is the friend I was telling you about!” They beamed as brightly as the sun. Aym looked at his twin, stunned even. A looks of disgust came upon Aym as he glared at his brother a little. “I- What the fuck.”

“What? He’s cute.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Whatever. We need to talk anyway.”

“About him? He does need a name. What about. Bushy? Wood? Seafoam-”

“No. Something of great importance.... seafoams cute though. Name him Widdle or something.” Aym rolled his eyes when Ba’als retort came along (somethin about how that thing was of great importance) but smiled at Ba’al regaining his joyful behavior. “Look. We need to focus-”

“What about Bumble?”

“Bumble? It is no bee. It is a bushy earthworm. A name of simplicity that reminds one of the forest would be better for it. Something like Sage. Or Briar.”

“Or Shrubby. Simple and woodland, just like you said.” The audacity one must have. For Ba’al to say such a thing- surely they’d know of the shake Aym felt in his core. Such a basic name- like a child! Sure it hit the qualifications he had set but Shrubby? Instead of calling out their siblings' lack of creativity he instead huffed and changed the topic.

“We will travel but there are more important things we need to do. Such as you promise that you will travel with me to all the lands.” He looked pointedly at his twin to make sure the older was paying attention. He was if his ears being pointed towards him meant anything. “And we need to find Him first.”

Ba’al reacted in the usual way they did whenever He was brought up into a topic. They froze for a second, tail twitched and eyes narrowed. But they did not speak a word. No, instead, he stayed looking at the worm in his arms but his tail was still and his ears were slanted somewhat. In fact Ba’al didn't gie Aym any other indication that they were listenitng other then the tells. His attention was seemingly on that filthy little worm that dozed off in his arms. Aym waited with growing impatience, his twins words.

Ba’al turned locking eyes with Aym. “To find him, we need to find others. Neither of us know where we are exactly or where to look, so, find the person we know who can help us.”

I feel like Angels have a very muted color pallet compared to like, humans and demons. It’s repetitive and boring. They’d all have black or white body’s with black, white, gold, or pale blue halos that wrap around their faces or necks. Then their eyes also follow those colors. And then strips of pale light coming off their backs as wings. The only amount of vibrant color an average Angel has is the subtle rainbow sheen covering their body. The more powerful an Angel is the bigger with more prominent halos and more eyes and arms, it doesn't help their blandness at all. If you showed an Angel and vibrant color, they wouldn’t like it at all. Although I think God's first angels are much more colorful than the others albeit pastel. 

On the other hand, I think that demons are very vibrantly colored while also having much more diversity. I think they use their colors mostly to see each other in the dark, as a way to communicate which sector they're from and attract someone they're into. The eyes, shoulders, horns, hair, tail, and legs are common places where vibrant colors would glow. Cheeks are also one but that’s uncommon. A more powerful demo, like a sinner, would be more colorful than say, your average hell-born. Because of this, however, pastel colors don’t really exist in Hell due to how white they can be. It’s weird to see a demon walking around with pastel colors. 

Skrunkly Bois!

They are so skrunkly 🌘

Hello. I'm sorry about the radio silence. This happened, and I recently had to step away for family and personal reasons. I am feeling a lot better now and the family is alright, so I think I'm ready to be back

Farewell online privacy