Sorry For Not Posting Recently Everyone, Very Busy With Homework And My Final Semester Of College! I’m

Lamb

lamb

Since I see @aychama ‘s Narinder is being tossed around I decided to also join the fun! Here’s a small doodle! Hahaha had fun!

My version of the Cult of the lamb part 3 of ??

Mortal body means mortal feelings. After Dulciter’s surrender they are hit with a wave of realization that they are the last of their kind.. along with the memory of their beloved daughter. I like to imagine that they had aspirations and a life ahead of them before being sacrificed. Puella being their daughter. The amount of bells a lamb obtains is based on their age and/or commitment to the lamb community. I can expand more on their Lamb life later on, in the meantime, enjoy!!!.

Had to draw @zunniavenuz Narinder!!! I loved the art they made for me on instagram!!!’ Posting it on here too!!! Hope yall enjoy! Had fun drawing this

Here’s a cute little reel I made. I hope you enjoy!!!! Follow my Instagram @Mary-Cross for I am more active there!!

Lyrics translated:

My suffering has ended

Since I see your gaze

I wandered in sorrow for so long

And today it soothes my anxiety

How your touch brings me joy

Hold me, hold me tight

(Hold me) don’t leave me, please

Don’t leave me, please

OMG LOOK AT THIS BEAUTY!! Thank you so much!!’ You made my day!!! AH! I love how you paid attention to Puellas outfit GAHHHHH!!!!!! HOW SWEET!!!

GAAAHHHHHHHH BEST THING TO WAKE UP TO!!!

A redraw as a thanks

I’m quite bad at responding to comments whoops

So I decided to draw @mary-cross au as a thank you for the compliment on my art, which I really appreciate but Good lord I was struggling with the pose for Dulciter

Anyways Puella✨

Dressed my little Lambert plushie with a cute sweater so I decided to draw my version, Dulciter, wearing the same cozy sweater! Enjoy! I’m working on the continuation of my comic and the questions, so they aren’t being ignored, it’s just a bit of a lot hehe! Love you all ❤️

I tried my best … I’m glad you liked the doodle ✨

To all the amazing artist, mutuals and followers who have inspired me-thank you. Your creativity and passion gave me the courage to finally share my art. After many years of self doubt I finally found myself wrapped in so much kindness and support. I’m endlessly grateful for this community and the light that you all bring. Here’s to creating more! Here are some doodles of some of my inspirations and mutuals. ❤️

@melled42 @aychama @the-artist-grimm @jellynotbees @7squidgy7 @farmersfieldwolf @ane-doodles

Wanted to make a doodle of @shadbells lambs, I love them so much omg. Te acuerdas esa vez que dije que quería besarlos, aquí estan ellos dándole Dulciter unos besos jijiji. Espero que te guste!! 💘💕💓

Huh, one last time eh Narinder? It's sounding like to me Nari did in fact find a way to bring Puella back. But like all deals, there needs to be an equal exchange. This is going to be a one way trip. If this is the case, what a tragic existence Dulciter lives. Just as they're finally starting to make amends with Narinder and fully realize their love for him, they're going to be faced with an impossible choice. Either they get to have Narinder, or their daughter, can't have both. The real question is whether Narinder is going to let them make that choice or decide for them that it's simply better he goes in exchange for Puella. Love hurts. Dulciter it seems will know that better than anyone.

Let me answer with this .. without actually saying what will happen…

To take, something must be given. To grasp, something must be let go. But what of the one who must wander forward, not in absence, but in darkness? What of the soul who still stands, yet no longer sees the dawn nor feels the warmth of its light?

Tell me…Does fire still burn if one cannot feel it? Is love still known when the face of the beloved fades into nothingness, when touch becomes memory and memory turns to ghost?

There is loss greater than death, for death is an end, but this? This is a world half lived. A heart beating in silence. A step taken into shadow with no way to know if there is ground beneath it.

So what is truly lost when one is left behind? The body? Or the way it once knew the world?