PFFFFT That's exactly how it would go! Greenland Shark Y/N puts up with zero (0) of Eclipse's nonsense but will allow Eclipse to court them. Eclipse is going to try all kinds of threats and persuasions only to be with "I don't think so." Which, might have deterred any lesser siren, but not him! He loves a siren who won't give in but he still tries to convince them to be good for him and they just go "hmm, I'm going to take a nap. You can join me if you like." And of course, he joins.

Just saw a video of an orca lovingly head nodding at a baby and all I could think of is Y/N showing up at the Arctic with their baby (danger and risk aside) and Eclipse immediately declaring himself the provider and caretaker of Y/N's kid like

Y/N: And this is my baby.

Orca!Eclipse: Our baby :)

Aw, thank you!! I loved writing him <3 I have another little idea I might write about the hot fish soon!

As for the oreo man seeing a submarine, he's very intrigued. He would love to follow it, to see how it behaves and what it will do. He's never seen anything like this before. Depending on the submarine's size, he would try to bump it off course or grab a few things on it. He waits to hear screams, if at all possible. Though he would understand that it's a human vessel, he's unsure why a human would so willingly submerge so deep and without access to air. Don't humans like to breathe?

A barrier such as not being able to communicate would not keep Orca!Eclipse from courting a siren reader. It would confuse him at first to realize he can't quite hear you, despite your desperation in attempting to communicate in the hope he won't attack/eat you, but he takes it in stride. He immediately begins finding ways to help you communicate by making symbols and gestures with his hands to convey his meaning, and you begin to catch on: Fish. Ice. Air. Breaching. Gift. A courting gift. A gift for you. You start to find ways to express longer, complex thoughts, and he listens. You... don't remember the last time someone listened. You're alone. Eclipse says he is too, but not anymore. And neither are you.

The last time you sang... You can't recall. No one could understand you, and there is nothing lonelier than singing alone. Sirens are meant to share choruses and harmonies and when Eclipse asks you to sing, you tell him no. He's disappointed and coaxes you, promising it will be alright. He wants to sing with you too, but he won't understand your melody and it will turn sour and fall flat and—

Eclipse takes your face in his hands and cradles you close. He promises. It will be okay. Please. Sing for him.

You swallow heavily. He holds your gaze with his burning eyes, and you dare to try.

A croak slips from you. You try to turn away but Eclipse holds tight to you, urging you to do it again. Don't get up. You almost shake your head but there's a hum in your chest. It wants to be free, and you clear your throat and try again.

A song no other siren can understand emerges from your lips, but Eclipse listens. He closes his eyes lays, his head against yours, and sways softly as you sing louder and stronger, lifting it to the starry sky before he joins you.

You almost falter—his song is so beautiful and it doesn't go well with yours, but Eclipse doesn't stop and neither do you. His voice dips low and settles into a gentle layer of sound underneath your own, and though it is strange and unlike anything you have ever heard... it sounds lovely. Your song. Yours and his.

To Survive

Reader x Orca!Eclipse

Commission Info

The lovely @crazedauthor requested some good ol' hurt/comfort with a orca!reader with orca!Eclipse. You lost your entire pod but ever since Eclipse found you, you haven't been alone. Your grief, however, comes in waves, but Eclipse will hold you through them.

Content Warnings: Mentions of death and blood.

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The white-blue ice of the continental shelf juts out into the dark gray waters with jagged edges like the upper teeth of a great maw. You bob slowly along the surface, swishing your tail, treading water idly. 

You are not unlike an orca in pattern, strong black and white markings painting you as an apex predator, but you are little without your pod. As unassuming as a lone seal caught in waters far from shore. The colors tipping your fins and flukes are soft and cool against the otherwise bleak waterscape but those too seem to have dulled as you drift without purpose.

These waters have never been so empty. Without Eclipse, you sink back into a cold, numb shell-like rime coating the ground. 

The hollowness within you yawns. You have no energy to escape the whirlpool-like drawl of the abyssal grief within you, and so, you are sucked down into the churning depths. 

Sand and Sea

Reader x Orca!Eclipse

Commission Info

I have the pleasure of being commissioned by @missdreamyhead to write a fluffy and sweet fic for @tubbyartz's birthday! Happy birthday! I hope you have a lovely day! Enjoy a little slice of Orca!Eclipse and the reader in a tropical setting and spending time together in the water! <3

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Eclipse meant what he said: he would hunt you down to the ends of the earth. There is nowhere you can go where he can’t find you, reach you and draw you back into the water into his sea salt embrace. 

You find yourself rather content with such an arrangement. Leaving the Arctic wasn’t easy, not with how long you knew he would have to wait to find you again, but you sit on a warm, white sand beach. The ocean softly laps up against the land, eager to touch your toes and drench your ankles. 

Where is he? Eclipse is not one to keep you waiting or to stay away from you. He couldn’t hardly keep his hands off of you when he did rediscover you again standing waist-deep in the shallows and eagerly snatching you up to admire you once more. It had only been a few weeks, but he greedily devoured you with his eyes as if he were a man who had been shipwrecked without food for days.

You hum and tap on your journal. There are a few interesting species growing on this island, especially of the fungal kind. You’ve kept yourself busy searching for mushrooms along the decaying wood. The rich moisture and the fallen trees lend to a beautiful crop of fairy inkcap mushrooms and oyster mushrooms. 

Packmates

Reader x Orca!Eclipse

Commission Info

This is such a delightful little fic requested by @counterbalance involving Orca!Eclipse having a little heart-to-heart with Michael and Vanessa with, of course, Y/N overseeing it! It's very cathartic and sweet to see all of these characters talk to each other after everything that has happened. I hope you enjoy!

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Spring in the Arctic is frigid. No flowers bloom along the frozen land. Sea smoke sends pale wisps into the rosy pink dawn light. Jutting mounts of hills and ice jag the landscape as you slip closer and closer to the edge of the snow-dotted ocean. 

You tuck your scarlet wool scarf tighter around your throat. Goggles and a hood protect your face and eyes from the wicked air so cold, it brandishes itself like a knife against exposed skin. 

The darkness of a blistering cold night in the polar region lifts away, and the sweet, soft light of a new, short day begins. Slowly, the days will get longer and longer, until there is only the hint of dusk before it brightens all over again. You marvel at the sunlight on the glittering frozen ground. The way it refracts upon the tips of waves as the ocean churns slowly in its below-zero temperature state. 

All of this is no matter to an orca siren. Eclipse has never been cold. Only alone.

That will change.

He would follow his birdie back to their base, but it would have a very different ending with a siren showing up on Michael's and Vanessa's doorstep...