Then, as a professional cook, which spices or ingredients would you never add to your recipes? For example, when you try to make some marinated meat..
Definitely bufo eggs. I will never understand how it gained so much popularity in the Devildom. They are very slimy, even when you prepare them well, or put them in a dish.
Oh, and Arsenic too. It never adds any extra flavour to the food, so I find it to be a waste.
Since I did the brothers I should probably do the side characters as well, so I am.
Side Characters x Mc
Solomon is a subtly touchy person. He'll put his arm around Mc and they won't even notice until he starts pressing himself into them. He probably hasn't had the touch of another real human in centuries except maybe a few one night stands, so any touch from Mc is welcome.
Solomon likes hugging Mc from behind by wrapping them in his jacket. He cuddles the jacket later because it still smells like them.
Solomon likes being the little spoon, mostly to shove his face in Mc's chest. Their heartbeat is something he loves to listen to.
Solomon will give many hugs, but it takes a moment before he realises someone is giving him one. He can't usually fathom anyone actually giving him a hug with how long he's gone without one.
Diavolo is physically too big for most people to wrap their arms around him but he loves being the little spoon.
Diavolo gives Lucifer and Mc all the hugs he can since Barbatos' hugs were rare for "professionalism" and his father's were, not nonexistent but not the best and pretty rare. He will take all the hugs he can be given.
Diavolo gets so happy when he receives a hug his wings pop out so he immediately wraps them around Mc (or Lucifer) to make it look intentional.
Diavolo's hugs are often bone breaking and one should proceed with caution. He'll cry if someone else initiates a hug.
Barbatos is not the most cuddly, but his hugs are always nice and warm. He's more of a pat on the back type of man for the sake of general composure and keeping his air of mystery.
Barbatos tail has a slippery cold feeling so it isn't quite the best for cuddling, unless Mc is into that of course. If he feels it necessary, like if Mc won't stop bothering him when his hands are full, he'll wrap it around their clothes.
Barbatos is the big spoon, he isn't exactly little spoon material unless Mc is bigger than him.
He won't be the first to initiate a hug unless Mc needs a hug. They have to ask if they want any.
Hugs from Simeon feel like going home to a loving place. This may have more to do with him being angel than like Lucifer's case of experience in care but it is most likely both.
Simeon's wings are very warm and fluffy, being wrapped up in them is a wonderful experience he's willing to give anyone close to him if they need comfort.
Simeon is good as either big or little spoon, but most people want him to be their big spoon. Cuddling in his arms after a rough day is absolute heaven.
Simeon loves giving his friends hugs and is more than happy to receive one even if it is unexpected.
Thanks to @pseudonymphomania for these prompts for the month of February! See my tags for more rambling ok
Barbatos had planned everything, down to the last detail. It would be a normal shopping trip on the surface, nothing out of the ordinary to dissuade you from accompanying him. He had told you that he needed your expertise in choosing ingredients the most similar to their human-world equivalents- but he had something else behind the scenes.
The trip was a thinly disguised first date. He would cook one of your favorite meals for you with the ingredients you'd bought after you two returned to the castle, pair it with a rich vintage demonus that he'd bought just because it had some of your favorite tasting notes, and sweep you off your feet in a private waltz. The romantic part wasn't exactly supposed to start before the two of you reached home, but if he laid some groundwork during shopping, who could fault him? He pretends to consider a pile of fruits, testing them for ripeness, like his nose hadn't already picked out the perfect one since before it had been in arm's reach.
You're a few paces behind him, eyes wide as you taken in all the unfamiliar sights. You have a habit of wandering off-course, drifting away from his side whenever something catches your eye, but he happens to find it unbelievably endearing. He listens for your footsteps, follows your eyes to find what you think is interesting. It helps him understand you just a little bit more.
Of course, there are still times where you manage to catch him off-guard. He's reminded of that pointedly when he turns to see you with your hands buried in a tray of edible seeds. “MC?” he asks curiously.
“Yeah?”
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t know. They feel really nice on my hands. Wanna try?”
Mentally, he notes that the seeds you’re playing in are human-safe. Not that you knew that, necessarily. It’s not for nothing that several of his phone numbers on speed-dial are related to human emergencies. “If you enjoy them that much, we could take some home.”
“It’s okay,” you pull your hands free and dust them off. “What are we looking for?”
“Supposedly, there’s a few varieties of vegetables distantly related to rhubarb. Their stalks are- what?”
You’d started to laugh, muffled, but in no way quiet. He turns to see you hiding your mouth behind a hand. “Rhubarb,” you chuckle.
“Yes, rhubarb.” You snort again, and he looks perplexed. “May I ask what’s so entertaining about rhubarb?”
“It’s like you,” you grin. “Rhubarb. Barbatos.” You laugh at your own joke, but your smile fades when you take in his expression. He must look just as confused as he feels. He almost feels bad for not being as delighted in your joke as you are, but you shrug noncommittally. “I thought it was funny. I can help you look.”
He briefly describes the vegetable, and you nod seriously, scanning your surroundings. Barbatos had spotted it in the midst of your giggling, but he elects not to ruin the joy of the hunt for you. You tap your fingers against your lips rhythmically, turning on one foot to look behind you. You perk up, eyes brightening at the sight, and dart off- in the wrong direction. Confused, he looks back to check that the vegetable he’s looking for hadn’t walked away. No, it’s still there, but there you go again.
Maybe it’s your own boundless curiosity that’s become contagious, but Barbatos can’t help but try and see the world through your eyes. He abandons his mission for now and turns to follow you. There’s another mischievous smile growing on your face, and you snatch something from the stand in front of you. “Barbatos!” you call out, turning to meet him. “Look!”
You’ve scooped up a fish, a common Devildom variety, with a gray, flat face and prominent mandibles. He knows the type- he’s used it many times before. But you’re grinning like it’s just told you a joke only the two of you understand.
“Yes?” he tilts his head, trying to play along.
You hold up the fish, and its face slumps along with the gravity, revealing a set of yellowish teeth as the mouth curves into an almost cartoonish frown. “Look,” you chortle. “It’s Lucifer!”
Barbatos snorts, which makes you cackle even louder. He drops his eyes, trying to regain composure, but when he raises them again, he sees the fish’s face, and his mind unhelpfully superimposes Lucifer’s features on it. He laughs this time, placing a hand over his mouth, but his shoulders are shaking. “MC,” he says, trying to sound very stern through his wobbling voice.
You grin at him. “Yeah?”
“Put that down. We have shopping to do.”
“Right, right.” Your smile drops, face arranging itself into a hard, humorless mask. “We’re doing very important stuff right now. No time for meeting Lucifer.”
“Exactly,” his mouth twitches into a smile. “We need ingredients to make Barbatos pie- I mean, rhubarb pie.”
You burst into laughter, and he smiles affectionately at you from your side. Your giggles last until the two of you reach the vegetable stand he’d seen several minutes ago, and he just barely hears you mutter “Barbatos pie” under your breath, which sends you into another round of quiet chuckles. He places a gloved hand on your head.
“MC?” You look up at him, tears in your eyes. “You really ought to go wash your hands. I don’t think fish secretions are typically healthy for your skin.”
༺✧Summary: There's always something that can go wrong. Especially when you work with magic, and you mistake ingredients. And that happened to turn you into a rat.
༺✧Words: 3.3k
༺✧A/N: What happens in that fic is just so crack I can't even describe it enough. Sorry about grammar and other mistakes! For @kaytheberry
Yeah, it was me. The picture you can see above - it is me. And the person who's standing in front of me? Barbatos.
You can probably ask why I said “person in front of me” instead of “rat in front of me”. That's because I am this rat.
A funny story happened, and because of that I ended the rodent form, and specifically - one that a certain butler absolutely hates. What happened? Let me tell you this story, of some witty sorcerer who lived for thousands of years but still can make a mistake in preparing a potion.
Did you ever heard about headache potions? Probably not, because in human world they're called meds. Nothing to add. Yet in Devildom, I needed special treatment just because I said that my head is starting to hurt, because of the noise in the House of Lamentation. They were just screaming since morning, causing my head to give up. Even if walls here are pretty thick, no one stopped explosions and yelling from coming straight to my ears. And the funniest thing? They suddenly stopped fighting in the moment I went downstairs to ask someone for pills. Asmo? Not near. Probably sitting in his room, offended by others. Levi? Not talking with anyone. Beel? Getting scolded and also trying to help them calm down. And there, main war between Lucifer, Mammon, Satan and Belphie. But they all looked at me at the moment I stepped in. None of them were able to actually help me. Why there's no actual medicine I would take as a human here?
Satan wanted to give me some tea. Belphie said that I should rest. Mammon… Mammon just said that I can come with him and he'll do something about it. Nah, not believing it since all I wanted is to get my head empty. The next moment I heard some of them was when Lucifer gave me an idea, even if that hurt his pride so bad.
“I think you should visit Solomon. I cannot help you prevent a headache.” There was literally dissatisfaction in his voice as he told me to walk to someone he doesn't want to trust.
And as always - fellow humans would help, right?
Not so quickly. Let's remember he is a human, but his lifestyle is already so different he got mixed with other lives. Plus, his magic experiments… but for now, he's probably the best option, right?
That was the worst thing I would ever tell myself!
Everything today would already tell me that this is a bad idea!
First of all, war in the House of Lamentation.
Second, there was a thunderstorm when I was walking to Purgatory Hall.
The third? Solomon wasn't even here when I walked in!
I should have called him beforehand, but getting away from the war zone was the best thing. Even if that meant walking in rain, with literal lightning hitting the ground around.
For the first time I was happy that I was splashed with water by someone riding by! But it wasn't a car, but a carriage.
As soon as the door opened, I wanted to climb in asap, seeing Mephistopheles looking at me up and down, with all clothes wet and dirty.
“You look like a rat.” He said, showing me to get in with a hand swing. Oh I was grateful inside… but him calling me a rat told me to walk by myself. Yet, knowing Mephisto, that's 100% his typical behavior. “Come in. I don't have a whole day.”
Once I rolled my eyes and got seated, the heated air inside actually started drying me. A little bit.
“Where are you headed?” He asked, looking elegantly like always. Of course everyone is elegant when they drive in a literal carriage in a thunderstorm, pulled by giant demonic horses who don't even get wet because of their own fire!
“Probably House of Lamentation.” I answered.
“It's the opposite direction. You can get out.”
Oh god… why is he so prickly today…
“I said probably, because I don't know! Maybe I'll go to RAD. At least there's a chance of Solomon being here.”
“Hmph. Solomon visited The Castle today. Lord invited him since he was told to prepare some kind of spells.”
“Ooh! Are you headed that way–”
“Yes. Sigh… I can drop you here. I hope you are invited.”
“...yeah! I am.”
“Highly doubt that but I don't care if you'll get kicked out by Barbatos.”
Yes… thank you so much Mephisto…. You're a great help…
Minutes later, horses stopped, and doors were opened. Without further chitchat I came out to welcome the literal waterfall from the dark clouds on my head.
Let this “adventure” be worth it at least.
I could laugh at Mephisto now, when Barbatos immediately let me in after seeing the sorry state that was in front of him. My clothes were quickly dried, but when it wasn't enough, it was replaced when the Butler took care of the wet ones. Tea and desserts were placed in front of me, because I am a guest. The smile of Diavolo welcomed me for a moment, but he was busy enough, so he couldn't stay with me longer.
I was here for something else anyways.
“I heard I can find Solomon here?” I asked when Barbatos walked by.
“Hm? Oh… yes he is here… is there anything you need?”
“I came out just to find him specifically. Just some… human things.”
“I can call him -”
“No need!” I said quickly before he walked away. “Can I ask where he is? I just have a small question.”
“...the alchemic room near the dungeon's entrance.”
That sounds like he's doing some black magic that would kill everything around here…
“Okay, I'll be quick. Thank you for the tea.” I said, and moved to continue my journey for headache pills I would need later.
But as I walked I realized that I may not need them anyway since right now my head is not going crazy.
I didn't know that this would end with the craziest day here. And in Devildom, everything is crazy.
The corridors started getting darker and darker with each turn. To the point where the red rug ended. In its stead, there was a stone brick floor, emitting cold when looking at it. Shouting that this is part of the castle you don't want to enter by yourself.
And yes, that was correct. As soon as I stepped in, light flashed my eyes, making me wobble. And some people are complaining about flashbangs?!
“Solomon?” I lurked around, looking into open rooms just to find him. Leaning over to the doorframe, my soul almost left my body as this sorcerer casually leaned over with a smile at the same moment, appearing in front of my face.
“You called?”
That stupid little smirk when my heart is about to explode… What is wrong with people today?
“Why would you do that?!” I asked, holding my hand on my chest.
“I just wanted to meet you in the middle?”
Right now, I thought I would need something that would help with a heart attack rather than just a mere headache.
He went inside the room, and I walked behind. Looking around at a not specially appealing room, with various pots, jars, or living plants that looked like they would kill you themselves. Floating ingredients for potions, books, scrolls and other things just being here. Some body parts of things I don't even want to know. And yeah, everything that you would find in a witch's house! But instead of witch we have Solomon.
I took some time to explain why I am here, and he just nodded, accepting every information. Saying that it can be a quick break he needs to clear his mind during his actual work.
Without further talking, he took a small pot and started gathering ingredients. Once he came out and came back with spices from the kitchen. Barbatos probably would be furious. These were human world herbs too?
It was kind of silly, watching this great sorcerer cook soup for me. Pouring things inside with his magic when he did something else. And the end of that? It was catastrophic. He took a jar of something that looked like thyme. I thought that looked weird, even for a cooking herb. But he knows better, right?
“Here you go. You can drink it now and your head won't bother you today at all.” He said with a soft smile, blowing on the big spoon before placing it in front of your lips, waiting for you to drink it. It smelled like medicine. It looked like radioactive acid. Tasted like medicine. “I'll pack you the rest, so you can drink it when you feel sick– huh?”
“What?”
“No, I just–.” He looked worried, and quickly checked the jar he took before. “Uhm…”
“What?!” I screamed, but my voice was very high this time. “WHAT'S GOING ON?! SOLOMON -”
“Don't panic -”
“What's happening?!” Of course I panicked. My body started getting smaller and smaller. My voice pitched. Clothes sliding off. And my hands were growing claws. Small claws. “Solo - squeak!”
“...”
“Squeak! Squeaaaak!” I jumped on the chair I was sitting on. I stood up. I knew I was calling his name, but he just looked down, his lips twitching like he was amused.
“Oh my…” he just said. “Looks like I used rat plant instead of thyme again… I should be more careful next time…”
RAT PLANT?! I was sure I'd kill him as soon as I came back to my original size.
“Well, at least you're small and fluffy for some time now?” He smiled, picking me up with one hand, not just holding me. He started petting my head! I wiggled a lot, then felt something was really wrong. And that was, a tail on my butt.
“SQUEEEK?!”
“Shh, don't worry. You're just a cute little rat for a day.”
“A RAT?! DID YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!” I yelled at him, but everything he heard was the squeaking of a small creature in his hands.
“Don't worry, it'll revert soon. I can't give you another potion since this body is… not in great size to drink potent potions so…”
“I'll kill you even if I have to use these small paws to strangle you!”
“Don't squeak at me so much. You look so adorable! Even if you're probably cursing right now.” He booped my nose with finger before nuzzling his cheek into my belly. “So fluffy!”
“Come closer and I'll bite your nose off!” I screamed when he pulled away and placed me on the table.
Still, everything he heard was just crazy squeaking.
“Hmm… hold on. I think they had that spell that makes you understand animals somewhere. Wait here, I'll find it in the library. Do you want some cheese?”
“When I end with you you'll have cheese in your–.”
“Okay okay! Don't need to squeak at me so aggressively! I'll be right back!” He said just before I could finish.
I sighed, sitting down. I looked at the empty jar in front of me. Mephisto was right. I do look like a rat…
And that was a very well fed rat. Because what do you mean I'm so fluffy?! My fur matched the exact color of my hair. My clothes are gone… so I'm just walking naked? Since he said it won't be permanent, would it be okay then to stay here?
But this room… it was more scary like that… for such a small creature, it was like a whole castle. So how big would the dining room be? If I'm a normal rat, how big is everything?!
*Creak*
Were there noises like that always?
*Creeeaaak*
It's creepy, being a rat and finally hearing it…
*Screeeee*
What the –
I looked up, seeing spiders crawling around. But these are just spiders?
Then I turned around to see fangs right next to my tail.
“WHAT THE?!”
The room was filled with loud squeaks as I screamed, seeing plants reaching towards me, trying to eat me. It's vines moving around, thorns growing.
It… it wanted to eat… and there were rats in its diet…
So that was the first time I actually decided to flee even before something happened.
Jumping onto the pot, then the chair. And then doing a giant jump to be on the floor. I don't know how to use a rat 's body!
So I ran away from the room, walking on back paws only.
I didn't know how comical it looked - for me it was a fight for survival!
Even if the plant was left behind, I still ran, until my paws gave out. And I got responses to my thoughts. The rat’s world… is truly giant…
“MC! I'm back. Got you some fruit and water to help potion wash away quicke– oh no…”
That was the only thing Solomon said when seeing that in this room, there's no rodents. After checking that plant didn't eat me, he was even more concerned.
He pulled out his phone, trying to reach at least one of the brothers. And the best option was Lucifer, who would scout his brothers quickly.
“What?”
“You know that MC came to me, right?”
“Yes. So what?”
“So they're a rat.”
“What?”
“Rat”
“...”
“And they are gone from an alchemic workshop. In the castle.”
“How are they GONE? What did you do–”
“So yeaaah, I need help to find them before Barbatos does.”
That would be fabulous if I was the one hearing that from him. Because what I was living through was hell.
Humans would tell me I'm stupid, to run to demons with happiness.
Rats would close their eyes. Because right now I'm the rat, and the demon in front of me is not even happy to see me!
I just saw the legs of the person and ran straight to them, screaming. When I saw Barbatos, I was so happy to see him. I'm saved! I won't be a rat anymore!
Wait…
“How that filthy thing found its way inside the castle…”
I stopped running, stopped talking and even screaming his name.
Because I saw his eyes. And remembered that what this man hates, was rats!
And that's how I ended here. Looking at the demon in front of me. In the form of a fluffy, small rat who just wants to come back into my own human form.
Because being erased from existence!
So just like before, I ran for my life, using only my hind legs. Hearing stomping behind me. Knowing that this man is not in a hurry to take care of me. He knew I couldn't hide!
So I just moved my tiny paws, hoping that I won't die under a broom.
That's when hope came. Because as I was running in that weird position, I passed one corridor, hearing someone screaming right next to me.
I decided to look back, and see Asmo who jumped away seeing me running like an alien.
“Oh my god that gives me heebie-jeebies! Lucifer help!” He screamed, but I didn't care about it, because I was running for my life. And seeing Asmodeus here made me feel hope. So I ran at him, jumping at his chest to feel safe.
He screamed, yelled at the whole castle, pushing me down with tears in his eyes. And he ran away as fast as he came.
But… who would I be if I didn't follow him? If he's here, that means that others are here too! Did Solomon contact them?!
How weird it must look, to see a rat running on two legs behind a demon with tears flowing down his cheeks? Because Leviathan scowled seeing us passing him. More importantly - he shrieked at the picture of a rat - me.
I knew I couldn't get to Asmo in time, so I changed my way to Leviathan. Squeaking and crying inside. Just wanting to be safe.
As expected, he started running away. But I wasn't laughing at all. I was desperate because I could die at any moment!
“Oi, why are you running – ooi!” Mammon complained as Levi ran behind him to hide. And I… I just ran straight at them, jumping at Mammon with my little eyes begging. “EEEEEK?! A RAT?! A RAT IS ATTACKING ME?!”
“Mammon I think it's feral! Run!” Asmo shouted behind Barbatos.
“Please try being calm. I'll take care of that.” Butler said calmly, glaring at me.
“Squeak!” I said no. I then tried to call them, cry to them. But ran away as soon as I saw Barbatos holding a broom.
With my small hind legs hurting from running around, I just tried to find anyone! At least Solomon! He knows it's me!
“MC!” I heard people call my name. Of course I ran there as quickly as possible.
I wanted to scream that I'm here, but all that came out we're squeaks.
Finally, I used my front paws, jumping around.
Seeing someone, I just darted towards them. Thankfully,this time they didn't scream at me!
I crawled under his leg, climbing on his pants up. It was Beel!
He was surprised, but he didn't throw me. He just catched me, a small tired rat in his hands and held me up, looking at me.
“Beelzebub, could you please give me that rat? I shall utilize it before it steals from the royal pantry.”
“Pantry…?” Beel said, like it was the only word he heard.
“Please Beel nooo!” I yelled, but again, they didn't understand.
“That's! Huff… that's MC! Oh my god I ran here straight from the dungeons…” Solomon wheezed as he held the wall. “Don't do anything to that rat!”
“That's MC?” Beel asked, putting me closer to his face. I sat in his palm, moving my small paws at him. He smiled, giving me candy he had in his pocket. “Haha… cute.”
“Cute? Rat? And… would you be so kind as to explain, Solomon?” Barbatos said darkly.
“That… was an accident.” He laughed.
“He used cursed rat herbs. Instead of thyme.” Lucifer said, coming from behind the Sorcerer with Satan.
“Haha… it's kind of a funny story, right?”
Then he saw a rat glaring at him and stopped talking.
“...come on, I'll fix you.” Lucifer sighed, pulling out his hand, so I could walk in. “If it was normal potion, we would need to wait for it to work out. It was a potion made with a curse. I can at least try to lift it.”
Now Barbatos wasn't angry at all. He just… stood here and watched the situation. And better - he glared at Solomon just like me.
Within a few moments spells started flying around me, and my rat body started growing. Lucifer placed me down on the floor so I won't get hurt, and everything started reverting.
I was left sitting on the red rug, looking at my hands, feeling finally free.
Looking up, I saw them all observing me very much. Oh no, did something not happen? Am I still a half rat?
“Squeak? Ah…” I mumbled, hearing that instead of talking I still squeaked. But it came away after a second.
I again looked up, still seeing that they all looked at me without blinking even once. Barbatos turned to the side, Solomon smirked weirdly. Asmo smiled with a small blush. Mammon, Satan, Levi and Beel blushed. Belphie, who was sleeping in the corner, woke up to look. Lucifer put his hand on his face, but I could see his mouth twitching to smirk.
“Hey, what's going on?” I asked, suddenly looking down before I stayed screaming.
Yeah… I forgot that as a rat I slipped out of my clothes… they're left in the room…
I was kneeling here, naked.
“Aaaaaaah! Go away! Turn around! Move, give me something to wear!!!” I screamed, covering what I could.
“What's going on?!’ The door opened, showing a panicking Diavolo who heard shouting.
“GO AWAAAAY!”
༺✧A/N: I swear I didn't take anything or drank anything.
MC be like: (yes I know the second one is hamster)
Since some witch had turned me into your dear you-know-what, I should use this opportunity to visit you in this form too!
(art by me)
*Barbatos stands frozen in place.*
"...I-I would request you to maintain a good distance till the spell is reversed. In fact, I would appreciate it if you remained at least several hallways away."
*A faint shimmer of magic gathers around him, and Barbatos vanishes from sight.*
Well, I'm just a fluffy rat right now, so I'm not sure if it counts as romantic in this case, though..
(// I feel like I have to make it clearer in case of misunderstanding from the previous reblog. Dates= date palm fruit (=w=) it's my recent favorite snack!)
Since some witch had turned me into your dear you-know-what, I should use this opportunity to visit you in this form too!
(art by me)
*Barbatos stands frozen in place.*
"...I-I would request you to maintain a good distance till the spell is reversed. In fact, I would appreciate it if you remained at least several hallways away."
*A faint shimmer of magic gathers around him, and Barbatos vanishes from sight.*
Well, I'm just a fluffy rat right now, so I'm not sure if it counts as romantic in this case, though..
(// I feel like I have to make it clearer in case of misunderstanding from the previous reblog. Dates= date palm fruit (=w=) it's my recent favorite snack!)
Since some witch had turned me into your dear you-know-what, I should use this opportunity to visit you in this form too!
(art by me)
*Barbatos stands frozen in place.*
"...I-I would request you to maintain a good distance till the spell is reversed. In fact, I would appreciate it if you remained at least several hallways away."
*A faint shimmer of magic gathers around him, and Barbatos vanishes from sight.*
Since some witch had turned me into your dear you-know-what, I should use this opportunity to visit you in this form too!
(art by me)
*Barbatos stands frozen in place.*
"...I-I would request you to maintain a good distance till the spell is reversed. In fact, I would appreciate it if you remained at least several hallways away."
*A faint shimmer of magic gathers around him, and Barbatos vanishes from sight.*
Here’s my conscept art for Leviathan. I hope you guys like him. I’m still working on him but I like him being a giant sea serpent because he’s technically the Leviathan monster. The ‘naga’ drawing is pretty old one but I like how it turned out even if it’s unfinished.
I played around with the head for a whole day because I really wanted to try to incorporate the maw of the extinct fish, dinichthys terrelli. They’re just so unbelievably cool and a maw like that on a creature this size would make him such an efficient ocean predator but alas, I prioritized him looking majestic and a little cuddly (even if he’s too big to spoon). So, sorry to my fellow dinichthys fans, that idea was scrapped. But I think it was worth it in the end.
I did, however, give him an angler fish esca with illuminating photo-bacterium to lure in fish in the dark oceans. He has matching escas on his tongue. The one on his tail is paired with an anemone-like, grippy tail so can lure and catch (relatively) small prey and pick them off his tail with his teeth or claws. A creature his size needs to be efficient at gathering food while conserving energy to maintain the size a leviathan monster. So I like him being both capable of active hunting medium to large prey with venomous fangs and claws… but he’d prefer his passive hunting with the tail and tongue lures for small to medium prey.
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