So, when a shark gets rotated with their tail pointing upwards, they enter a state of shock and can’t move for a few minutes.
I think Dream would know this and use it when him and Killer first meet.
Just, rotate the shark siren, poke at him a little bit, then giggle and swim away before Killer is able to move again.
Leviathan au by @skumhuu
Bonus second meeting:
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A Gaurdian of the Deep
What’s this? A terrible no good month has finally allowed me a bit of inspiration for a written piece?
This was heavily inspired by @skumhuu ‘s Leviathantale. Want a little Reader X Giant Leviathan? It’s not much but here ya go. haha.
Now multi chapter story on ao3 here.
Y/N. No matter what anyone might tell you, I want you to remember something for me. Always give thanks to the sharks. They are the servants of the guardians and these are their waters. Ask and give thanks for safe passage and make sure that whenever you take, you give back.
I want you to remember… If you can remember, then maybe one day, even after I am gone… something might be given back in return…
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You knew better than to brave the waters while the storms raged. Your boat was too small to counter the combination of waves and wind. You also didn’t have enough light without the full moon guiding your way, the lantern and boat’s lights hardly bright enough to shine a few feet ahead. But you knew the way and had forced yourself to make the trip anyway.
One last offering to the guardians before you were driven from your home island to the mainland. You owed it to your grandmother and yourself to give one last time.
You almost didn’t make it.
You certainly wouldn’t be making it back.
Though you had gotten to your favored rocky platform, the chaotic waves had inevitably slammed your tiny boat into them, effectively throwing you out and sinking the vessel. Your body had been next. For a few terrifying minutes, you were thrashed against the rocks until you were able to somehow pull yourself onto one of the rocky ledges to escape. You don’t know how you managed to keep a grip on the strap to your cooler...
It was dark, you were covered in cuts and bruises, and your leg had definitely been broken at some point during the ordeal. You were alive, but for how long, you were not sure.
It was raining and uncharacteristically cold...
It was while lying there, offering displayed dutifully in front of you, that you saw it. Or rather, him.
He was just as your grandmother had said. An enormously large being from the depths of the ocean. One of the guardians of your island, body a writhing mass of tentacles with the upper half of a skeleton. The entirety of him was as black as pitch with an occasional sheen of bioluminescence that matched the orb of a light inside his uncovered socket.
He was absolutely magnificent...
With a voice as deep and dark as the ocean, he spoke to you, asking all manner of questions from why you had continued to give offerings despite his absence, why you came today, and many more seemingly meaningless things. Naturally, you obliged him, speaking with the guardian as if he were an old friend.
You told him of your island home, who your grandmother was, and how much you owed the being for everything he’d done for your island and your family. You spoke of the company that had taken over and was forcing everyone away, and of how this was meant to be your last offering. You also spoke of all the things the both of you loved. All this and more, well into the night.
The longer you spoke, the closer his massive form came. Other flashes of light could be seen in the water beyond him, but you had paid them little mind. It wasn’t until your body had stopped shivering and an overwhelming heat overtook you, that you knew your time was coming to an end.
It was getting harder to focus...
“Your life is waning...”
You hummed, finding you had to force your eyes open again. “I suppose it is... Do you think, if I had been more like my grandmother, that we could have met before? Talked together, just like this… You are, beyond my words.”
A tentacle slowly wrapped around you, pulling you from the ledge. It felt nice against the sudden heat. You couldn’t help but caress the smooth appendage. They were so soft, yet undeniably strong... Another wrapped around your wrist when you were pulled closer to the guardian’s body and everything shifted.
“What is it that you wish, little fish? What would you have me do?”
You did your best to look up into that beautifully bright orb of his, smiling as your body naturally relaxed. Your words were barely above a whisper.
“Being able to see you has been enough. I should be offering what’s left of myself to you... So, please. Take it. My soul is yours...”
Your breath was rugged and your sight was leaving, but you could feel the way your body was gently squeezed, his breath rushed over you. Something brushed against your ear as another breath prickled your neck while you were transferred to what you assumed were his hands…
“You shouldn't offer such a gift so freely little fish. Though you are innocent and kind, I am selfish and greedy. I cannot help but find you too enticing not to accept...” His voice was a rumbling purr.
You were too far gone to reply, limply laying within his hold. As you felt the both of you sink, another voice spoke from the darkness, warm and bright.
“Brother, shall I—”
“No. I have decided. I will do it myself.”
There was a soft chuckle. “Of course, Nightmare.”
You never felt the water wash over you.
Leviathan Master List Grand Master Post
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