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skumhuu · 4 months
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Sku, for Leviathantale, Dust can have how many pilots fish ? Did they become black when he's angry or it's just because of the kisses comic ? Did everyone in the silver know Kelp ?
Dust can have as many as his magic allows. Let's say he's on a magic overload from either not summoning any fish for a while, or gets too much leviathan runoff, he could probably make dozens if not hundreds. The more he makes though, the less conscious control he'll have over them.
I can't remember? :O His fish becoming black when he's angry might have been accidental thing I did because I didn't wanna draw a background. Or purposeful?? idk I'll have to decide for my upcoming project to update it or not like I did with Geno's glitches becoming seafoam. I know I considered making megalodon!Dust's fish giant too :O
Everyone in the shiver meets Kelp over time, but Horror was the first! :D
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aoi-kanna · 9 months
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FINALLY AFTER YEARS I SAW YOUR VERSION OF LEVIATHAN!NIGHTMARE I FOUND YOU
I JUST WANNA SAY: I LOVE YOUR ART AND...
Hi ✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨❤✨
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Thank you!! >w<) <33
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elizakai · 7 months
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I found another old drawing🥹
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aylish91 · 3 months
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Its a late night and i had a scenario for the Leviathan Au…
Reader was born a mer, and actually the last of their species due to the unfortunate involvement of humans, and nightmare decides to take in reader because of this.
Maybe a comfort scene where reader is grieving over the loss of the members from her pod and the loss of her species in general and nightmare finds them alone? I would love to see what your take on this would be..
A morsel for your soul dear Anon. I may have misread it the first time, but we got there! hahaha! Have some first meetings and hurt/comfort.
Thank you for reading and requesting!
Why do you Weep?
The deep was… different. The pressure made your fins heavy and breath hard. You knew in time your body would become more accustomed to it and work out its difficulties, but for now, it was one more reminder of how much things had changed.
You missed the shallows and the reef. You missed your reef. You missed the laughter and anticipation of waiting for hunting parties returning with jellies and siphonophores.
You missed everything.
Sometimes you wonder if it would have been better if you had stayed behind. At least then you could have been lost with all the others. As it was, your mother’s panicked pleas were the only thing keeping you going. She and your father had given up so much that you might survive…
It hurt.
Flaring the soft ridges of your spine and fins, you forced yourself to dive deeper. You weren’t sure how far you had swum to reach the trench, but your mother was adamant that your safety hinged on descending “past the edge of day”.
Humans couldn’t follow unaided.
You knew you had reached it when a thin barrier of dark magic barred your path.
Though you were still cautious, crossing the border had been an immense relief. The waters had turned far too dark from the addition of nightfall and you were on the verge of collapse. Finally being able to search for a place to rest gave you hope.
The ledge you eventually found was large enough to lay but not inlaid enough for any sort of proper protection, but you made it work. Your pitiful nest may have lacked material, but it was enough to sleep on for a night. Besides, in the end, it didn’t really matter.
Your fins bristled.
If it had been any darker, you would never have noticed the massive tentacles creeping around the ledge ready to encase you. Quickly dodging, a growled reverberating voice sent true fear gripping your soul.
 “Why do you weep, little fish? What causes you such trepidation?” Though the words were that of concerned question, their tone and the intent boiling the water proved otherwise. Any genuine concern was replaced with that of mistrust and hunger.
You were nothing more than a trespasser. Prey to be chased and hunted.
Instincts had you darting up and away, but what you thought was an exit quickly turned into a trap. The tentacles were merely a distraction for the dark leviathan before you, his large skeletal hands loosely surrounding your escape. All you could do was flair your fins in hopes the flash of blue and white would warn against attack or consumption.
The titan only gave a pleased hum, a single slit of an orb casting eerie shadows. It made you distinctly aware of other flashes just out of sight of its light.
“Oh my~ A Sea Swallow? It has been quite the amount of time since I’ve had the pleasure of seeing one of your kind. What brings one this far into my territory? And in such a state? Pushing boundaries again, or simply a mistake? Please, do tell.”
A spot of jittering red passed overhead.
You couldn’t speak, terror allowing your poison to coat your body. At your silence, the titan leaned closer with a growl.
“What’s the matter? Has my appearance truly been this much of a surprise as to capture your tongue?”
The silhouette of a very large shark passed on the right. You flinched at the movement, the giant’s eyelight dilating to flick over you. Your soul was pounded in your chest as you shook but your words remained locked away.
Slowly, he leaned back.
“Pity. These circumstances have been less than appealing. Perhaps… a gentler touch is needed…” His fingers closed around you. “Come. I wish to know what has driven a Blue Angel this deep.”
You didn’t fight. You couldn’t. You were helpless as he dragged you further into the dark unknown.
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You found yourself wandering back to the rim. Time had played a big part in your return, but it didn’t make the journey any easier. However, once there, you couldn’t bring yourself to cross the precipice of the deep. You stayed at its mouth, gazing back toward the reefs and shallows up ahead.
The silence was deafening.
Despite everything you had gone through, the growth and strides you had made, the water felt heavier now than in the depths. The colors were too bright, sunshine overwhelming instead of warm. Everything felt like it was too much.
There was no one to greet you home.
You couldn’t do it.
As tears burned the corner of your eyes, you found yourself wishing you had never taken the trip. Flashes of your past had you breaking. Sobs wracked with heavy tears filled the silence. In your grief, your fins paled in their droop as you floated freely in the open water. They pulled you slowly down to drift past the cliffs and crags as you sank.
You were numb, watching the light above dim the further you fell. One moment became two, two became four until time drifted with you into nothingness. It took a sudden uplift in the water for you to regain any sense of reality. A familiar glow cutting through your metaphorical darkness.
Nightmare’s face hovered above you, his tentacles flaring below. The subtle brush against your fins had you registering his hands carefully cupping your form. In a way, it reminded you of the very first time you passed into the realm of the deep, the soft rumble of his voice pulling you further from the oblivion.
“Where are you, little fish? Your mind has taken you beyond my reach.”
His words were oddly quiet, eyelight dim as it searched. It stirred something within you, helping you feel for the first time just how cold you had become. Slowly, you moved enough to grip one of his clawed fingers. His thumb, though hesitant, came to stroke your soft underbelly.
You felt muted and far away.
“Everyone is gone... It’s too quiet.”
“Something tells me it's not the boys to which you refer.”
Tears once again threatened to spill. “My family. My pod... They—”
“Are down in the deep.” You felt the water shift from his shuddered intake of breath. “Those that came before might not be with you Angel, but that does not mean there can’t be others. Has our time meant so little that you cannot see them for what they truly are? What we, are?” You had never heard him take such a gentle but firm tone. So quiet. Reserved for only the two of you. You could feel the overwhelming intent in each word. It spread comfort with promises of so much more.
“We may not be able to bring back your past, but do not forget your future in your grief. The present is still here, waiting. The shiver would be very disappointed if you forgot that.”
“All this time I was just— How? How do I keep going? It hurts! Nothing’s the same anymore!”
His giant skull came to bonk and nuzzle into yours. “With time, nothing ever is. There is always change, no matter how subtle. We grow, we love, we lose. Currents move and sands pass. It is unfortunate you should have to face such things so soon, but we are here, and we can help carry the burden.” A claw caressed your tear-stained cheek. “Share your sorrows, that I might ease your pain. You are not alone.”
For the first time since the incident, you felt a deep sense of release. The ache in your soul softened. Gripping tighter, you pressed back with a desperation you didn’t know you had.
“I wish you could roam in the shallows. If you were… Should I ever get the courage to go back, I would have liked you to be there.”
“Perhaps…” He hesitated, eyelight darting away as a hint of color bloomed on his skull. “Perhaps when you are ready, I will be.”
You met his gaze in confusion. “But, how—”
A gentle claw pressed against your lips with a mischievous chuckle, water rushing from Nightmare’s sudden descent. “Now now, my Angel. All in due time. For now, let us return. The others await your return home.”
Home.
… You smiled, leaning more into the giant. It looked like there would be someone to greet you after all.
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kaygee-doodles · 3 months
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what would the story be like if reader met the leviathantale boys instead their normal selves and how would they show love to the reader
Well, a mer-shark crash landing in Readers living room would have done a lot more damage, and she probably wouldn't have the strength to drag him into the bathtub before he suffocated...
Alternatively, if Reader lived by the ocean, Horror would have succeeded in murder via drowning and been caught by Dust eating her. Not great.
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zu-is-here · 2 years
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A little bonus to this | Treasure
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Bullseye (´;ω;`)★
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Awww that's right! ;w; I'm so glad to hear you enjoyed this little contribute of mine, thank you so much for hosting such a great event!╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
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Now I'm Thinking TM about this idea... (°▽°) Thank you guys heheh! <3
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(≧∀≦) That's it! ☆
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boxofwaspss · 8 months
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them.....
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hnwd · 10 months
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Could you draw leviathantale nightmare different forms that were throughout your comic like a reference sheet or something like that 🤔?
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Like that ?
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theunderflux · 6 months
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Frilled shark hours.
It's so confused, it swore it saw something all the way down here. Or maybe on edge would be a better word…
Leviathantale belongs to @.skumhuu inspiration from them.
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paintedkinzy-88 · 8 months
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So I have to know, is Dream basically gonna be adopted as the Noghtmare Gang's collective little brother? Cuz I just reread the last dragon au chapter w/ Dust and Dream and I can definitely see the Murder Trio and Cross collectively deciding that Dream isn't jsut their Boss' brother but he now THEIR brother too
I mean. No ish?? I was aiming more for a BSP + Dream vibe XD But it’ll also probably not be super detailed simply because I’m very Eh when it comes to writing Developing Romantic Relationships, especially between many people?? But it is tagged in the fic itself so I’m not secret about my shipping agenda XD
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starswirly · 12 days
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Are you a proshipper?
[ * imo, I would not consider myself one. If you do, that is your business and I think we’d both enjoy you blocking me and moving on ]
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skumhuu · 7 months
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I wonder if this somehow applies to leviathantale and more likely it'd appear in megalodontale, but a fun fact about goldfish. They start out as a black color and start turning golden and even white later in life. If an adult fish is black that means they're either sick, stressed, or injured in some way. Possibly even having dietary needs not being met.
👀👀👀
Keeping this in mind for Moon because he’s a black goldfish and the implications are tasty. Maybe eventually after he and Sun reconcile, he also gains a couple gold scales like stars to show his growth and health ✨ Sun likes to count them :’)
And then on the flip side, Dream getting sick from lack of sunlight in the depths when they first move down there. Slowly gaining more and more black scales but desperately trying to hide them from Nightmare. Even going so far as to rip them out.
Eventually Nightmare finds out, maybe with Horror who is still new and different and special but he doesn’t know why, and he’s Livid (and guilty, hurt that Dream wouldn’t come to him, scared that even if Dream needs sunlight what if he gets hurt and Night can’t-)
Anyways it doesn’t end well :)
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aoi-kanna · 1 year
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These skele mermaids you draw are so beautiful! <3
I'm honestly in love with kakren Nightmare ❤️👄❤️ can i hug him?? 🥺
🍓 anom-
😊 ok
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applebloomer1 · 7 months
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How do you think COTA!Crossmare would interact with Loyal Servant!Crossmare
Because they would be in the same multiverse at least, meaning it IS possible
Oh, dear lord. I'll interprite this question as individuals. Okay... Well, lets say in this hypothetical they met one on one. Some event transpires and these pairings come face to face with one another.
First let's go over Cross. And their differences.
LS!Cross would honestly be a bit put off by the fact that COTA!Cross isn't considered a leader within the group. Sure, he can plan the same as LS!Cross, but he doesn't hold the same stature. COTA!Cross isn't out here giving orders to Killer, because he's technically in charge. But at the same time this version of him having a lower ranking along with less personal time with his respective Nightmare yet still carrying the same unbreakable loyalty would make him impressed and proud.
COTA!Cross would find his counterpart almost too serious, and would actively hiss if coffee went near him. He much prefers his Nightmare's tea. However, at the same time, he'd almost be jealous. He'd be impressed by how far LS!Cross has come in becoming an undeniably important member of not just Nightmare's castle, but the multiverse in its entirety. Perhaps its a little ambitious and consequential to want what he has considering what transpired to reach that point, but COTA!Cross is nothing if not foolishly brave.
They get along, and can give each other a little insight on romance. Especially LS!Cross who now has plenty of experience serving his husband well. COTA!Cross will listen carefully.
The Nightmare's meeting each other on the other hand...
LS!Nightmare honestly looks to this variation of himself and thinks. 'Ugh, how could he have let mortals do so much damage?' As he is simply used to being the king of just about everything, and gets a bit freaked out when he isn't fully in control. That being said, he'd still find some things to compliment. Like those hooks. LS!Nightmare has the claws and teeth, but not hooks like that! And he'd like how strategically the leviathan uses them. On the subject of Cross, he thinks his counterpart could be a little more subtle about the way he flirts. This coming from the guy who only admitted he was in love while in passive form... Though LS!Cross misinterpreted his corrupted forms subtle hints in the most incredible show of denial.
COTA!Nightmare finds this other version of himself to be pretentious. LS!Nightmare may have experienced mental anguish, but only for such temporary times. He on the other hand has spent years suffering as his kind were killed all around him. He doesn't have time to be subtle with his own Cross, because he can never be sure he'll be alive the next day. He wants him now, not when its too late. At the very least he does find LS!Nightmare's dedication to Cross proper and just. Cross deserves someone who'll protect and love him deeply, which this variation of himself clearly does.
But in the end, the Nightmares don't get along as well as the Crosses do. Simply their snappy natures contrasting with one another's different upbringings. Their only real agreement is that Cross is the best damn guard they could ask for.
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aylish91 · 1 year
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Just wanted to say i rlly love the way you write leviathan nightmare sans, i keep going back to reread ur writing about him 😍
Thank you so much Anon!!! This really means a lot to me! Sorry it took me so long to respond. I had a blip in the works I finished just for you! It might be a bit rough though, haha.
There's been intrigued Nightmare and supportive Nightmare. But now we have:
A Protective Nightmare!
TW for very brief mentions of someone being trapped/strapped down.
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The ocean was becoming more restless, waves crashing hard against the sides of the Ship. You could faintly hear their raging through the hanger’s door. It caused your water to slosh in your tank as you lay on the bottom. 
Tired. 
You stared across the walkway into Cross’s tank, understanding now the reason for several of his scars. You wanted to weep. He had been forced on his back, almost completely paralyzed while they transported the both of you. Straps held him in place so he couldn’t turn over, sockets void but aware.  
So terribly aware. 
You shouldn’t have gone out so far on your own. You shouldn’t have gotten so close to the lagoon. You definitely shouldn’t have ignored Cross when he eventually found you. You didn’t understand the danger.  
He knew better...  
Things shifted as the boat tipped dangerously to the side. Soon after, alarms blared from behind reflective glass when a deep and angry vibration cut through the ship and the water of your tank.  
You lifted your head as much as you could, hope building within your chest. Cross twitched, faint eyelights reigniting to peer down at the large metal door. You both ignored the shouts that could be heard through the walls. 
The vibration came again, stronger and louder until the boat was slammed with a great force. Machinery and tools flew from their spots. You could feel when the vessel lifted, anything not bolted down rolling and tumbling with a crash.  
Water spilled from both tanks to follow the carnage. However, you could finally hear the words rising from the thundering snarled vibrations. 
“You dare to take what belongs to me!! Dare touch what is mine!” Everything jostled, metal folding under pressure. “For your insolence, you shall all face OBLIVION!!! 
You had to cover your ears from all the noise and chaos around you. Metal tore from blackened claws, bent and broke from massive tentacles. The heavy metal door into your prison was ripped away, revealing Nightmare’s constricted eyelight. Rushing water followed.  
 As movement slowed, you gave a weakened cry of joy at the sight of the boys hastily entering around tightening tentacles. Horror was quick to break both tanks, Killer and Dust releasing Cross to drag him back into open water. Horror carried you out, dodging Nightmare's clawed hand when it rent metal. Your last wakeful moments were of the sinking ship being pulled down into the darkness by a raging leviathan. 
~ ~ ~ 
It was warm and heavy when you woke, a soothing thrum trying to pull you back. If it wasn’t for the subtle shifting around you, you would have. Curling into yourself, you carefully stretched in preparation for waking. 
The world around you constricted, quiet words reaching through your haze. 
“My Pearl. I had thought I’d lost you. My light… My treasure.” 
Your soul leapt for joy, eyes opening to the one you had waited for. The one you had hoped for, voice breaking. 
“Nightmare!” 
Unfurling from your living cocoon you allowed the guardian to cup you in his hands, clutching you to his chest. For the first time, his stoic face distorted from emotion as he whispered your name. Tears pooled at the corner of your eyes, as you finally allowed yourself to let go, curling and pressing into his warmth. 
“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to, to, and Cross!” 
Nightmare held you tighter, safe from all the terrors around you. “Shhhh. All is well. You both are home now. Just, stay with me. I will keep you safe.” 
You clung tighter. “Please. Don’t let go.” 
He sank down into his own tentacles, barricading you from the outside. “Never… Not again…” 
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wendelin-utt · 1 month
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I'm super sad... I couldn't go and submit this piece of art to @aliceiannalove. This is the MC for Sheltered Waves! I asked what type of mer they were... mainly so I could make this piece. I was drawing another mer, and wanted to draw this one as well.
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