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Sea critter hangout 🌊
Axolotl Eclipse: @nikolliver
Sea Slug Sun: @aquacomet
Kelpie Jack o Moon: @bloo-the-dragon
Sunshoe Crab: @biggiesnails
Moonshoe Crab: @thatmooncake AKA moi
Mantis Shrimp Sun: @flinxypie
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Primal Sirens AU
brought upon the idea that siren turning is randomized so who knows what sort of tail of a sea creature the turned will get… but what if the sea remembers all its residents even when they’re long gone. Thus few turned sirens can gain the tails of extinct creatures. For this, YN and Sun were childhood friends until he disappeared one day at a beach. Years later during a dive you encounter a siren with a tail never seen before with a familiar face that *remembers them back*… and he's not alone with his pod that also have a similar primal trait. Sun: Basilosaurus
Moon: Liopleurodon
Eclipse: Mosasaurus
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"Happy birthday!"
This boy dominates my every waking thought. I am a mere shell of the person I was before this DLC. There will never be any escape and I'm okay with that.
bonus:
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It is messy, it isn't perfect.
It is comfort.
I just need someone to hold and cuddle me
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He's marketable, he's a plushie
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You're going to need something better than an enchanted diamond sword.
Woe Enderdragon Eclipse design for my DCA x Minecraft AU. Took me a while but here he is. I'm thinking maybe you don't have to defeat him to get the portal back to the surface, maybe if he likes you enough he'll just summon one for you. Or kill you. There's that too.
I planned on fully coloring/painting him but I think the whole dark and vague design so just pretend he's in some really sick ebony burnt ebony end scaled armor or something.
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Bats my eyelashes
My Solar Eclipse design
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My versions of the daycare attendants :3c
You're bewitched by the devil's lullaby
Dance away in the dead of the night
Hear the voices humming in your mind
He will never let you out of sight
- Devil's Lullaby by Jim Yosef & Scarlett
It should burn.
The hands, the claws, the very touch should seep into your flesh like brimstone and fire, scorch through your still-white feathers like a dry thicket come alight by a sudden spark.
Every ounce of Grace still desperately singing in your blood should have long-since boiled away in the unyielding heat of Hell. And even then any denizen of the sinful Depths would see its blinding purity — and you as an extension — as nothing more than a beautiful, cloying drug promising the sweetest, most delectable high any immortal could experience.
You should be screaming in pain. Begging for mercy, praying for forgiveness, wishing and pleading for a swift end; anything other than the slow, painful drain of Grace that haunted the edges of stories told of the shadowy depths far beneath the aether of the cosmos.
And yet...
“Little thing,” a deep voice croons, low and steady while claws drag themselves through the nervous fluff of feathers that are your unkempt wings; it has been impossible to preen them properly yourself since falling over the edge of Heaven’s gates. “You’re thinkin’ a little too much again. Can see it on that pretty face.”
A second hand finds the curve of your chin and tugs it so your eyes lift and meet his.
They burn like coal, pupils white-hot and gaze burning hotter than anything you've ever seen before. Against the soft warmth of Heaven's skies, this demon lord's mere gaze is the center of a dying star, the very moment that its core implodes upon itself in a brilliant, horrible supernova.
You say nothing, but he knows he has your attention acutely.
He is Eclipse, after all, a member of the Circle of Seven and the namesake demon of Lust — who else is there for your focus to fall? It isn't like there's a more vibrant, attention-grabbing demon in his lavish mansion of a home after all. His visage is bright and hot and heavy; like a star made of lead.
It presses down over your shoulders like a heavy blanket.
"Sweet angel," he purrs, dragging those dagger-edged claws through the feathers covering your wings so gently that he manages only to pluck out the ones that are broken and loose.
Claws that can rip and tear through bone and flesh as easily as paper, claws that can maim and desecrate the floor with immortal blood with barely a glance if they so much as misspoke in earshot.
The same claws that should have burned you to ash the very moment he caught your limp, exhausted body as it had tumbled seemingly from Hell's dark sky.
The demon hums, cooing softly, "You'll burn yourself out thinkin' that hard, darling. No need for those silly. Little. Thoughts."
Eclipse emphasizes each word with a gentle tap to the tip of your nose, grinning wide and sharp with a maw of teeth that you know have ripped lesser demons apart.
You'd heard tales of Asmodeus, the official title given to the demon lord of lust, but you'd never imagine he would be like this. His body is tall and thin, face haloed by what seems to be a mockery of sunrays that glow a bright cherry red when he gets agitated. The flare of fire around his void-dark face was mostly at demons who prostrated themselves before him in the hope that he would offer them even a shred of his infernal power.
He never does.
Some are allowed to leave with a burning threat, while others are simply massacred on the spot; at least Eclipse has taken to using one of his massive hands to shield your eyes when he does it, quickly realizing the sight of shredded viscera bothered you deeply.
He spent hours consoling you after that first time, when all you can remember is the color of crimson staining the walls; that was also when the demon first started to call you his.
Never once did the dark, haunted stories of this terrible demon mention how gentle he can be. How his voice can feel like a soft breeze against your cheek and the half-remembered sound of home. How, when he soothes you with honeyed words, your body feels safe and warm and small and perfect—
"That's it," he coos, feeling you grow lax and loose against his chest again, wings unfolded so he could reach every inch from the base to the very tips. "Sweet little angel mine, you'll want for nothing if you just let me do all the hard thinking for you. Yes... Just relax, sleep. Sleeeeeep...."
You shouldn't feel so comforted by his words, his soothing touch, his burning hot presence pressing against you like a safety blanket.
His promises should be threats, his love should be loathing, his adoration should be the promise of pain and suffering — he should be supping from your Grace like a fine wine until nothing of you is left but a hollowed husk of a creature no longer welcome beyond the gilded embrace of Heaven's Gates.
So why do you feel safe?
"Sleep now," the words drift through the air like a promise. "Let go."
Eclipse may not be your kidnapper, but you are trapped all the same; a feeble bird in a burning cage, where the flames reaching between the bars threaten to blacken your feathers and rend every drop of heavenly light from your veins.
Can you even escape back to the holy light of Heaven? And, assuming that you even can eventually find a way back...
"Hush now, sweet one, and sleep for me. Don't fear for a moment, don't want for a thing — you're mine, after all."
... will you still want to leave?
"My beautiful little angel."
The warm embrace of unconsciousness had never felt so wonderful before.
So warm, so sweet, so addictingly perfect.
#writing#sfw#sfw ficlet#sfw drabble#eclipse#fnaf eclipse#fanon eclipse#fnaf dca#fnaf dca fandom#demon!AU#hell!AU#demon!Eclipse#Asmodeus!Eclipse#eclipse ficlet#eclipse drabble#drabble#ficlet#fnaf x reader#eclipse x reader#eclipse x y/n#very very loosely inspired by the lore of hazbin hotel#never seen the show but listened to fan music and the dca server went off with me on ideas sldfkjasdklf#angel!y/n#angel!reader
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Read Apex Polarity, now I'm down bad for the scary orca man AMA
But for real, this AU has me in a such chokehold right now lmao. Highly recommend giving it a shot if you're okay with some thirsty feral behavior. Massive thanks to @naffeclipse for sharing! <3
Also joke-free version under the cut
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is this too hard to ask. is it. is it. is i
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I'm honored to reveal that I'm @darthsuki's secret Santa for the DCASS2023 event! When I saw that Howl's Moving Castle was one of the movies you love, I was immediately possessed by this AU for the DCA! I had so much fun crafting this fic along with Eclipse, Sun, and Moon reimagined in such a setting, and, of course, the reader! There is so much fluff and romance; I hope that's alright! Please enjoy!
Eclipse's Moving Daycare
Eclipse & Sun & Moon x Reader (SFW)
You can also read this fic on AO3!
Word Count: ~5,500 Warnings: N/A
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In the heart of the castle-like structure, smoothly crawling over the snowy mountain peak with bending, robotic appendages that sink claws into the fresh, cold powder, is a room alight by a fire demon. The creaking and grumbling of the house have long since faded into a familiar drone in the background of your senses. A few candles burn and flicker, dripping hot, white wax. The main source of light, in the late hour on a blistering cold night, emits from Sun in golden radiance.
You stand over the fireplace. It holds a small cauldron upon its embers. Water bubbles and pops with gentle wisps of steam rising, rising up into the chimney. Behind you, the great light of the room begins to shift, shadows leaning away from the approaching presence.
I’m extremely Normal about this fic I promise
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Merry Christmas, DCA Fandom! Come and pick your presents :3c
Tap each picture for better quality!
I cleaned up Eclipse for this moment so he doesn't look too Ruin-y, if you get what I mean eheh. I hope y'all enjoy and have a Merry Christmas, if you celebrate! If not then, hope you have a good remainder of the year <33
With absolute love from all my own circuitry and codes,
Laurs/Levi 💜💛
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#68 Caregiver Kink (Daddy/Mommy)
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Eclipse/TransMale!Reader (AFAB terms used)
Note: This is a fill for a prompt sent to @fnafwritings several weeks ago and was ORIGINALLY supposed to be a ficlet, but the Writing Demons got me.
You aren’t sure what it is about him—them?—that draws you in so close. Even when you should be working on chores or running errands on the few days of the week you have free time, you often find yourself with an excuse to stay home. In fact, you’ll find yourself gently trailing behind the animatronic like a lost duckling, usually without even meaning to.
It wasn’t as if they were a risk or danger to anything—no, you couldn’t even imagine them lifting a finger to hurt someone—but you just… felt safer around them.
Is it because you missed them?
Eclipse, as they began to call themselves, had expressed shock when you’d found them in the rubble of the Pizzaplex; but that shock was quickly overpowered by an intense sense of protectiveness and adoration as they grew used to living with you. Emotions that still have yet to wear off, so they don’t seem to mind you being so close all the time.
And you want to be close. So close.
Nightmares came often; dark terrors in the night in the shapes of figures you wanted to forget—mindless endoskeletons and red eyes piercing deep through the endless darkness of the underground facilities.
Places you don't want to remember.
Suffocating. You can’t breathe. Hands start grasping coldly at your limbs, your face, your shoulders. They pull and drag you deeper into the darkness while all you can do is lay frozen and silent, terror coursing through your body like stinging ice and—
You wake up.
The unknown hands on your shoulders are quickly revealed to be Eclipse’s own, gentle but firm; they had been shaking you, though for how long is a mystery.
“Starlight!” They exclaim so forcefully that the sound glitches through their voicebox, and the familiar nickname helps to drag your thoughts back to the present. “Are you okay? You were whimpering and crying and—and I wasn’t sure what to do!”
You blink, then swallow down hard over nothing but a dry tongue and a scream that had almost left your throat. Where...? Oh, you're home. Not there.
“I… I’m… okay…”
“No you aren’t,” Eclipse says sternly, and only then pulls your body over towards theirs, until you’re almost sitting in the bot’s lap. “Chronic nightmares can be a sign of underlying post-traumatic stress. Your heart rate is highly elevated and—and you’ve been having them every night since you saved us.” He tucks you up against his chest. "Please don't lie to us, starlight."
It’s their way of being concerned. Overprotective Sun, always hovering and hugging and holding—that reminder in itself helped to soothe some of your tense muscles. They are still Sun and Moon, just…. Different. It would be a while before their system could heal from the trauma they too endured, or... so you were told.
Eclipse is no larger than Sun or Moon, but they seem to dwarf you entirely, feeling like a mountain in comparison as they pull you tight to their body. While there are some spots of their chassis that need to be properly repaired, but Eclipse is largely fixed from state you'd discovered them in; a broken mess of exposed metal and wires, one optic fried and a total malfunction of Sun's rays and Moon's chromatic sensors. It may have taken all of your savings and a few favors to friends of friends, but they're in a much better state.
So when their fingers gently trail over your shoulder, the sensation of matte silicone over bare skin is almost ticklish. The touch continues down one of your arms, so feather-light and yet it is all your mind can anchor upon.
"Do...you want to go back to sleep?" they murmur, so soft that its as if they already don't want to disturb you.
You look up to meet the animatronic's gaze; warm as the day, peaceful as the night. "...Kinda, actually. It's..." the words are little more than a whisper, barely breaking into a tone. "Can I sleep here? Holding me?"
Eclipse smiles, and it's the cutest thing you've seen in a while. How someone who isn't even a human could look so earnest and sweet is beyond what you'd care to ponder about--but you don't get the opportunity, as they are quick to tilt their head to the side and ask ever so sweetly,
"Would you like us to help you fall asleep?"
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I STARTED MAKING THESE BEFORE I WATCHED “HELP WANTED 2” BECAUSE DAMN SUN IS SO SASSY I AM SOBBING
I NEED TO MAKE SOME ART OF SASSY SUN SOON SO BAD
I love him with my whole soul