A little preview of a shy naga!Leviathan..
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I FIGURED OUT HOW TO POST TIME LAPSES OF DRAWINGS!!
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Yessss this has been on my mind for a hot minute
Leviathan’s Odyssey 6:
Reunion
*Lucifer is in the middle of packing an extra set of water-wings into a cat-themed bag on his bed. Beel is waiting for him at the door in swim trunks, holding a placated baby Satan who’s gnawing on the ear of his beloved Mr. Whiskers*
Beel: Lucifer, are you sure about this?
Lucifer: Yes. I’m sure.
Beel: But he’s so small… Isn’t there another way to get him tired?
Lucifer: I don’t suppose you have any suggestions?
Beel: …..
*unable to answer, Beel turns away with a guilty look. Lucifer just sighs, picking up the bag and finally looks back at his brother*
Lucifer: I thought so… *he passes by but sets a hand on his shoulder* If he’s strong enough to have a body count, he can learn to doggy paddle. Now let’s go.
*in an effort to curb Satan’s boundless destructive tendencies, Lucifer finally read a parenting book and decided that giving their little hellspawn some physical activity could make him easier to manage. Lord Diavolo offered them his private beach for a few days to that end, so some swimming appeared to be in order. Satan was still much younger than any of his brothers when he taught them, but nothing about this child was normal. He could probably handle a little water as long as he was supervised…*
*the trip through the portal was uneventful for the brothers, as was setting themselves up on the beach. Belphie had been the only one to complain about being dragged onto another family outing, but he seemed content enough to sleep in a deck chair while Beel set out (and ate) the day’s snacks. The sun wasn’t helping Lucifer’s headaches at all, and since Asmo had wandered off to take pictures in his new speedo, care of baby Satan fell to Mammon*
*to the secondborn’s credit, he actually remembered what they came there for and brought his little brother out to the water’s where the waves lapped the shore*
Mammon: Okay, little guy… Lucifer wants ya good and tired so let’s play in the water for a bit.
A Naga!Levi Series
The water is cold. It’s always cold but today it felt especially lonely and empty and cold. The stories of scared children made sure that my home would always be this way. That no visitor would ever come to my shoreline or spend time in my waters. No visitor would want to see the treasures I have seen, only a few knots away, not as long as this water keeps still and empty.
It may have been a few years maybe even a hundred, I lost count after realizing how hopeless it was to expect anyone to play in the waves with a grotesque monster like me. And every day passed with the same results. Today didn’t seem any different.
The evening came as soon as the day had started. The only remarkable thing about the setting sun was knowing the full moon was behind it as well. One of the few times I like to leave the safety of the wooden pier. I lived for the nights I could bathe in the moonlight. When I could let the light do as it wished with me. I had just snaked beyond the first pillar, dull and splintered wood, when I felt the faintest of ripples. Like a silent heartbeat sending a small wave through the waters.Through me.
I stopped, frozen; my heart skipped at the sensation but…it’s probably a bird, a small animal from the land thinking they can get some freshwater.Right? With a sigh I kept moving, swimming pass the edge of the pier that houses me and into the open waters, lit up by the moonshine on this clear night. Closing my eyes I drifted slowly, comfortably in the open waters.
Another ripple broke the surface suddenly. Another skipped beat of my heart. This time I knew it was something.
@cosmic-whorror, for you my muse.
Levi loves his boops more than anything. Well, right under you and Ruri. If anyone interrupts a boop in progress he will pout until he finally gets it. Don’t you dare forget. Since he’s too shy to say what he wants or why he’s in a bad mood he’ll pout until you figure it out.
“You’re a grown man snake, use your words.”
If you’re ever in a bad mood he’ll Booop you until you talk about it though.
I love fluffy though! Here are some of my fluffy headcanons: