#merm eclipse

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

Sun/Moon/Eclipse as Merms x Sailor Reader AU,, but. Free Baby’d

(also, pls consider. idea: all of them think the baby is theirs bc none of them know how humans make babies so they just assume humans only need to spend time with the one they love the most and bam, baby appears)

Sun: No way, the baby is mine!!!! Look at their smile!!!! It's just like mine!!! Moon: FALSE they DEFINITELY have my eyes Eclipse: You're BOTH WRONG, *three hours of petty squabbling while Reader tries to get baby to go to sleep*

Bonus doodles/silly bs lol

sun, analyzing the evidence (mate has been avoiding him, has made a nest, is currently holding an infant): sun: sun: OH MY GOD DID YOU HAVE A BABY???????????????? reader, holding an infant fish they randomly found, panicking trying to figure how to be a fish-parent, worried that their fish friends might try to fucking EAT THE BABY: HUH???

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sailor reader who befriended some mers and now the way they let each other know theyre around is by singing a call-and-response type song and waiting for the other to respond

also eclipse is Big Scary Outside, Tiny Puppy Inside in every au i make, sorry but im right

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Bonus bonus: You are a sailor that can’t swim. Moon takes advantage of this by constantly pulling u into the water so u have to hold onto him. It didn’t go very well the first time tho lol

[skybristle]

Psst...hi I love Abyssal star cookies design, I have a bias for sea-creature themed characters but I especially like their color palette! Are they supposed mermaid cookie but can shift to have legs on land? What's their overall story?

Also, sorry if this sounds nosey but I wanna know about how Eclipse feels about the wizards present day vrs how she felt about them in the past. Your characters have very interesting designs and stories behind them! I'd love to hear more! :3

/gen

hit the nail on the head! Yeah, abyssal is from the duskgloom sea, same 'species' as sorb is [though based on an angler fish / general sea monster]. similarly to sorb, she got the enchantment from black pearl ,,,, but literally stole the spell HSLKSDLKJD. to be brief, she spent her time as one of the monsters of the duskgloom sea - before wandering off and encountering a wounded sorb [i hc the reason they have an eye shut is from an injury caused by fishers] and taking them in . grows very fond of the little guy!!!! . I realize i have a lot of purple milf ocs AHDDSLKFDSLKJFDS. though their wanderlust gets the better of them and they seek out the very cookie abyssal warned them against [black pearl] and proceeded to leave to go fuck around on pirate ships. abyssal, rightfully so, freaked the FUCK OUT though it wasn't hard to guess where they went, so she begins watching ships. keep in mind abyssal is TERRIFYING, on land she's 7' and in the water she's probably closer to 9' with the longer tail, and has more dark scales and is a lot less human looking . and when she DOES spot them on a pretty lofty pirate ship, she waits for nightfall to drag herself up to be like hey . wtf little dude but uh . gets intercepted by the captain.

who's @hotelofmadness 's oc twine . she's actually really nice and also *really pretty* and has that lesbian Woman Who Can Kill Me gay response to abyssal. sorbet's actually been treated very niceys and attests to how well twine treats them. and abyssal doesn't want to rip them from their dreams of being a pirate, ,,, especially if they're somewhere it's relatively safe and they're not being exploited,,, but she ends up hanging around the ship a lot.

twine has an issue with keeping her crew in line since she's very ,,, unimposing. she's rather sweet, and is p tiny. she can fuck you up a lot HSDLFLDSKJFDS but doesn't act like it . having abyssal around serves as the bark to her bite and . well . surprise surprise they're in lesbians. she grows increasingly frustrated with being unable to come up on land, especially since twine isn't a sea cookie and can't be in the water for more than a couple minutes.

so when she decides she wants to marry twine, she heads back to duskgloom, there's a lot of gay shit going on, but when black pearl requests twine as the 'payment' for the land enchantment [because . yaknow. envy of a loving relationship esp between a merm and seafarer] abyssal is like yeahhh yeahhh sureeeeeeee and then immediately takes the spell and runs. Escapes alive and yippie lesbians are real . They're cute and gay

as for the eclipse question ; very conflicted. she appreciates them for all they've done for the city and for basically creating primordial light ,,,,, but their perfectionism is the doom of countless stars and cookies, and she just has to ignore the graveyard of creations which missed the mark by millimeters. she respects them but ,,,,, is also prone to critisizing them.

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE!!!!!!!!

CATCH ME DRAWING THEM SAD BOYS LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT

Well hello there everyone,i know is been an while but is ready, me and my lovely beta reader took our hearts out for this as os my first time doing something so long but now let's just start with the credits and then the chapter:

Creator of the AU: @bones-of-a-rabbit

Beta reader:@littlechinaaru

Have a lovely reading everyone and remember you can always go on my blog and ask about the fic or just request something

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You wake up on the middle of the beach. A little way back is your house. It's night and you're drenched in water. With the frigid feeling through your skin you could only assume you had been literally whisked away by someone over the waters. Everything was so confusing, and now you looked towards the sea just to see those deep purple eyes staring at you. All the flippers on his head were glowing blue. You knew that meant Eclipse was sad or worried about something.

You sighed and slowly stood up, the sand muffling your footsteps and you walked to where the waves break. You stopped right there still looking at the gigantic baby, and called him with your hands. Eclipse, still feeling guilty, goes slowly, swimming to shore and stopping when his belly stopped on the sand. He was now just a few steps away from you, sighing and putting your feet in the sea water, you approached the merman.

"So can you tell me what happened? I just remember that I passed out and… " He quickly stretched out one of his hands and held your much smaller hand in it gently. He couldn't believe you were still talking to him after almost drowning. He brought you close to himself and started dragging his face over you and purring lightly.

“I love you. Worried I was, alive you are. Happy, happy, happy "

"Wait, can you speak my language? When did you learn that?" You didn’t mind being so close to his face since he seemed to be really worried about you. Seeing the silly and innocent way of Eclipse, you give a small laugh and hugged Eclipse's round face.

Still curious, he stops for a few seconds to think about when he started to be able to speak in your language he sighs and elaborates slightly.

"Y/N help Eclipse fish. Eclipse wanted to thank you. Human language is difficult, but Eclipse tried his best, because Eclipse loves y/n and y/n loves Eclipse." His voice didn't sound like a normal person’s, but a gigantic adult with a slightly thick voice. Occasionally, a thin little scream came out, as if he was still getting used to speaking that language.

You think it's cute and you gave him a little smile and gently placed a hand onto his face. Eclipse’s purr was gratifying, and so nice to hear, it was like having a giant wet cat who loved you like a best friend.

At the same time Eclipse leaves the hug, purring lightly. He was happy to finally tell you that he loved you, and apparently you loved him back from the demonstration you gave. Perhaps he should teach your language to Sun and Moon! Then they could say things to you instead of just pointing around. Before he goes back to the sea, he licks you and puts you back in the sand, diving and going to the bottom of the sea to find his brothers and maybe when they were better they could surprise you.

You started walking back home and then you realized that your house had only one light on, but last time you hadn't left anything on. Was someone in the house? Slowly you approach, the fear creeping in as the silhouette of the house was getting closer. You didn't know if there was a killer inside your house to keep it lit. Eclipse would worry about you if you disappeared in the middle of the night. He would be so sad. You think about it until you stop in front of your door and before you can open it, someone else does and that person looks very angry.

"Do you have any idea how worried I was about you?! You've been gone for about three days! I thought you..." She stopped talking at the sight of you, drenched in sea water and sporting a horrified yet surprised look on your face. The woman in front of you had blonde hair and green eyes, with a little freckles spread across her face. Just below her eyes there were big dark circles. You could tell it was actually due to her work. Either as a manager or security guard, you really didn't know which. For a gigantic aquarium it would be so tiring. Your best friend sighs and steps aside for you to finally enter your own home.

It'd been a few hours since you arrived. After taking a shower and putting on a warmer outfit, you're now sitting on the couch with a mug of hot chocolate and some marshmallows. It was very quiet, extremely quiet, and you could hear the droplets of rain outside and occasionally some thunder. Actually you could cut that tension with a knife. Your friend Vanessa was staring at you with those emerald eyes waiting for you to say something, to bring up the subject that was bothering her for so long.

You sighed after taking a sip of the hot chocolate, and stared back at Vanessa. She inhaled sharply through her nose and looked away quickly. You didn't know if that was out of sheer shame or something else, but you wanted to know what she was waiting to ask you. At this point you were hoping she’d ask anything since that silence was very strange for her. Vanessa was always a woman who liked to talk to you or anyone, but being so quiet like this was kind of weird.

“Okay, Van… What's bothering you and keeping you staring at me for so long? You know you can say anything to me and I will answer you honestly.”

“Are you seriously asking me why I'm like this?! You disappeared for exactly three days! No one knew what happened to you. You only appeared once in the water and were seen being carried away by something, and that thing swam into the middle of the sea before diving with you! I thought you had drowned, and you have the nerve to ask me why I'm like this!? I was worried about you! Now will you tell me what that shit was and what was it doing to you underwater?” Hearing Vanessa call Sun a shit, made you grip the mug a little tighter, after everything you two had been through, you didn't have the courage to tell her who those new friends of yours were. At the same time she made you a little angry, calling someone as innocent as Sun ‘shit’. You took a long sip just to make her a little angrier and put the mug on the table and your hands on your lap, staring at her. Your eyes shone while you stared in an almost death penance way, giving a sigh as you began to speak.

“Firstly, Vanessa, that thing that took me to the middle of the sea is not shit, it's a friend of mine. I won't tell you anymore, even with all the questions you have. Secondly, I'm fine. You don't need to worry as if I were your daughter. Thirdly, I might as well leave you outside in the rain to catch some disease but I won't because you're my friend. This conversation about what happened to me during those three days ends here and now.”

Vanessa was transfixed by what you said and started to stomp her foot on the floor. She wanted to scream and try to convince you to say what was going on but she knew how stubborn you could be. She sighed and slowly rose out of the chair she’d been sitting in and headed to the kitchen trying to get some hot chocolate. You didn’t really register all of this as there was something on your mind that you wanted to get off. You took another sip slowly and with a sigh and flushed cheeks, you spoke up.

“ Hey Van...can I ask you a question?”

Vanessa looked up from making her drink. “Shoot.”

“When do you... Stop thinking that a wild animal is... You know, wild?”

“Oh? When you love it… It’s a bit more complicated than that, but you get the jist I think.”

When you love them? That was a little weird. I mean, you always loved Eclipse, Sun, and Moon together, but maybe it was that kind of love.

The more…romantic kind.

It wasn't that for sure, at least that's what you think. You wanted all the best for them and wanted them to always be happy. You pick up the mug again and take another sip. It was almost gone. You sighed a little. Maybe you were loving them for so long that you didn't even know it yourself. It was so strange to be there just thinking about Eclipse, watching the raindrops hit the window. You knew they were much more, but then those words that Vanessa said hit your mind. You knew you loved them not as a boyfriend or something, but rather as best friends or even family.

You slowly got up and just looked at Vanessa, still angry with what she had said before and went to your room with those same words still echoing inside your head. You threw yourself on the bed and look at the wooden ceiling and without realizing it, slowly sleep engulfed you.

It was soon morning, and as usual, you were at the docks waiting for your friends to show up. You had brought a few things for them to eat, but something was very wrong. It had been three hours and none of them had appeared or showed their faces to explain the delay. That worried you, but you knew that if there was something wrong, Eclipse would tell you without hiding it.

After all, he knew the human language well enough.

You just sighed and wondered if you did something wrong. You heard a strange sound coming from the water, and two white eyes stared at you, but this time... They looked sad and despondent. It was Moon

“Sad… I heard a fight… not my fault? I’m ugly and scary. I'm sorry ssssstarlighttty.” Over there by the surface of the water, you saw that little light that was always hanging off the tip of Moon’s head fin. He seemed to be trying to hide it from you. Had they heard that argument you had with Vanessa? Moon thought that the argument was his fault ? You give a small laugh and gently pat the top of his head.

Intense chill ran through Moon's entire body. He had thought that because of the muffled screams that had come from your house, something very bad had happened and that strange person had fought with you. If he wasn't so weak, maybe he wouldn't have so many scars and could get out of the water without feeling any pain… However, his thoughts were pulled out as you touched him, the chill that came with it was a reminder that he shouldn't fall for that siren's song, but simultaneously the touch was so soft and so tender…

He slowly looked in your direction seeing your eyes shine with love and so much kindness. They were full of friendship and understanding. Why were you treating him so well? You’d gotten hurt because of him, didn't you?

"Ugly? There's nothing ugly about you. Actually... Out of your brothers, you are always so beautiful, Moony. And besides! Some scars can be seen as a very courageous thing. Don't feel bad, ok? The thing you heard from my house wasn't your fault, ok? I love you all, ok?”

You slowed down and reached your hand towards his head but stopped midway when you thought that Moon might bite you again.

It had been hard to get his trust but after those sweet and quiet words the merman knew he could trust you just a little more. He wouldn't open up directly like the other two, but you’d get to know him. Moon also wanted to play that weird game you were playing before with Sun in the corals. Maybe he could also call Eclipse. He shook his head, sending those thoughts away and with his cold hands, the merman put your delicate hand on top of his head. That sent a shiver down your spine, but at the same time a smile appeared on your face. You pat his nightcap. It wasn't slimy but smooth, not what you expected. You stayed there with him, waiting for Sun or Eclipse to appear and inform you about why they were taking so long.

Sun was hiding under the corals just looking at his brother's tail, his eyes filled with tears. He was afraid that that strange sound he had heard before was his fault, after all he was normal. He didn’t have a special talent like his brother. Although Eclipse and Moon always told him that, yes, he had something, he just didn't recognise what it was.

Sun looked up and wondered what he should say to you. If he should apologize or if he should just leave Moon and Eclipse up there with you, after all he didn't deserve to be there with you. Soon after so much debating, he slowly started to swing his tail and just before he could break the surface he stopped, looking to his right. He could see you and Moon talking about something he couldn't hear well but there was something in that conversation that made him a little more nervous and a little more cautious. He shook his head and slowly broke the surface, looking directly at you.

When he appeared you gave a huge smile and you waved your delicate hands towards him. He felt his cheeks turn red but he shook his head and swam very shyly towards the docks. Touching and holding the wood just below the platform, he looks in your direction and sees that you are still petting Moon's nightcap, which causes involuntary tears to fall from his eyes.

You worry about him and stop petting Moon and stretch your arms towards Sun's face. Touching his cheeks and wiping away the tears, you're saying something, but he can't understand. His crying made think harder, but he recalled some phrases that Eclipse taught him and with a voice choked with sobs as he started to speak certain words.

"Sorry, my fault… Not special, and now you sad… Sorry, worthless Sun, worthless Sun."

You looked confused."What? Sun, Sun, stop, stop it's not your fault! It was just an argument, please, you're not useless."

"Yes fault. if not useless, you would be happy. You would be having more fun… Useless Sun."

You jump into the lake, swimming towards Sun's back and you hug him tightly. He stops crying instantly when you just hug him. His hands shake and slowly he touches your arms, hugging you in return. Moon sees that but doesn't get jealous as he knew Sun needed this right now. After a while you move your head away from his back and smile at him before saying.

“Sun, listen to me. You are the most amazing thing to happen to my life. Your voice is so cute and your smile brightens my day., so trust me when I say that you are something special."

He hears your words, moved. You really thought he was special, and that let him see the world in a new light. Very slowly, Moon swam in your direction and hugged you together. That was something special and he didn't want to break the moment by showing up, but there was a smile on Eclipse’s face as he hid under water. You had managed to conquer them too. That would be interesting.

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[salamispots]

wednesday wip

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[kitsunekisara]

Hi! Yes hello, sorry for interrupting whatever you’re doing right now. I just wanted to show you some fishy bois.

I’m pretty sure i’ll totally botcher their expressions later on like usual so... please look at their cute chubby faces right now. I’m looking at Suns bright eyed, excited face and can only go afjsalfjalk *too cute for his own good* 

And the way Moon is like half asleep and it’s still too early to listen to his brother rambling on and on about that new (human) friend again. Why is big brother encouraging this?!

Big brother Eclipse who loves his little siblings very dearly and protects them. During daytime naps Moon shuts sunlight out through hiding his face in Eclipse’s side. He’s such a long boi that his brothers can just *sits on Eclipse’s tail while facing him* Also: Eclipse being a supportive, encouraging big brother <3

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

ohhhh my goodness this is so,, so good I’m in love with it like the COLORS and the SHADING and the BACKGROUND aaaUUGH I love this I think I’m gonna make this the background on my computer if that’s ok hhfjdhhhhf thank u for this I adore u

MerEclipse belongs to @bones-of-a-rabbit

Visit her and give her love because she deserves it and has a beautiful story.

I love this and all the stories you do, so I decided to make a fanart of one of my favorite austitias to show my appreciation, love and affection towards your work. Keep it up bud, you're going places.

Click on the image to see it in better quality, I don't know how to make the quality not to go down.

I love this big boy, I took a couple of liberties with the design and did my best to respect the colors. I love the purple and that says it all.

Version without the waves under the cut to better appreciate Eclipse.

[mrstanyakirk]

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[stephobrien]

Four Times I Begged Them: A Don't Starve Fanfic

Spoiler/content warnings:

This fanfiction contains spoilers for the end of Don't Starve's adventure mode. It also includes mentions of death and suicidal desires. ​ ​Description:

In the centuries since Maxwell was dragged into The Constant, he's begged his tormentors four times. As his pleas fall on uncaring ears, he resorts to increasingly desperate measures in his quest to escape his prison.

Story: ​In the interminable stretch of time that has passed since my dabbling in dark magic got my assistant and I captured and dragged into The Constant, I’ve begged our captors four times. The first was the night they took Charlie. When they first pulled us into this miserable world, I thought we would at least be able to take comfort in each other’s company. Charlie was angry with me – understandably so – for ruining her life through my reckless hubris, but I knew she’d forgive me eventually. I was ready to do whatever it took to earn that forgiveness, though I knew I would never truly deserve it. After dragging her into this mess, the least I could do was everything I could to keep her alive and to give her as good a life as we could create in this wretched, uncultured wilderness. But I don’t think our captors like it when we have hope. The more our minds deteriorate, the further we slide into their world, and I suspect that’s exactly where they want us. So they took Charlie there by force, and made her one of them. If only I’d known what I know now. I would never have let the fire go out. Wouldn’t have left her vulnerable to the monstrous hands that closed around her, dragging her away from me as we screamed and clung to each other. But their limbs were far stronger than ours, fingers invisible in the absolute blackness, snaking around our desperate hands and prying them away from each other’s arms. They wrenched her away from me, and as her terrified shrieks went hoarse with pain, I tried to fumble for a torch. They wouldn’t allow it. My arms were bound to my sides, a horrible preview of what was to come, and I could only listen and call her in vain as her wailing turned to choking, then went silent. Why they chose her, I don’t know. I was the one who had the book, the one who trespassed in their domain. Maybe that was why. Perhaps it amused them to leave my will intact, to let me wallow in my guilt as they punished my innocent assistant for my mistakes. When they finally released me, leaving me alone and trembling in the darkness, I’m sure they must have been silently laughing at the foolishness and shock that kept my hands from lighting a torch. When a hissing snarl tore through the air, I thought they were coming for me next. In my horror, grief and guilt, I almost welcomed the thought. If only I hadn’t been wearing that grass suit. If only the pain of her claws tearing into my chest hadn’t galvanized me into action, sending my shaking hands groping for a torch so I could see what was attacking me. If only I’d let her finish me off before the light drove her away, letting me have a final glimpse of her twisted, deformed face before she fled my sight forever. I would’ve been so much better off. So would every person whose life I’ve touched since then. But to everyone’s misfortune, I would live to beg them three more times. ~*~ The second time I begged them was the day I reached the throne room. There wasn’t much there when I showed up; no Merms, no Depths Worms, none of the strange but comprehensible creatures that populated the world they threw Charlie and I into. Just dust, and the Void, and them. I thought I had come prepared. The grueling worlds that led to that room had tested the limits of my skill, and I had brought enough rations to last me a few days. I even managed to make a few crock pots to extend my food supply, and a teleportation device that I foolishly hoped would remove me when I was ready to leave. With all that in place, I told myself I would have enough time to convince them to restore Charlie to her former self. Maybe I could even get them to let us leave. Time. Heh. There was one thing I’d have more than enough of. Not that it mattered, in the end. I was a fool. I dared to hope. I thought if I reasoned, bargained or begged, eventually I’d find the combination of words that would persuade them to let her go. But no matter how clever you think you are, you cannot bargain with someone who won’t reveal what they want. And these creatures just watch you. Unless you get too close. I guess I got too close. After several days, as my food supplies ran low, the shadows began to coalesce. They twisted and solidified, until they formed the rough and thorny chair I still sit on today. I knew it wasn’t a good idea. But at that point, there were no other ideas left. I’d tried everything else at my disposal; all there was left was to accept their invitation, and find out what would happen next. The moment the familiar grip of their tendrils closed around my wrists, I knew I’d made a mistake. I should’ve let myself starve. Instead, I found myself bound to the chair, drowning in memories of darkness, fear, and the screams that had torn at my ears the first time I felt that horrible grasp. For the first few seconds, those flashbacks roared with such overwhelming force that nothing else could touch my mind. Then the crackling of the torches around me began to filter in, the whispering flames slowly pushing my friend’s cries aside with their simple, wordless message: Charlie isn’t coming for you. We won’t give her back, and as long as these cursed fires burn, she will never come. No one will get you out of this. Not even through death. ~*~​ The third time I begged them was the day they took my hands. For weeks, I fought to keep my sense of self, staring at hands that refused to age and clinging to them like a lifeline. Those once flawless, manicured fingers were marred by dirt and callouses, but they were still mine. The nails, frozen in time and unable to grow, were smooth and perfectly shaped, and the skin around them was supple and human. They reminded me of who I was: a cultured man with scruples and dignity. The prisoner of these demons, maybe, but never one of them. I guess they thought it was time I learned who they wanted me to be. It seems they don’t like a spirit that’s intact once it has ceased to amuse them. They didn’t do it all at once. They started with my right hand, those wretched lights illuminating every revolting, unnatural movement as my bones began to lengthen, stretching and tearing the muscles around them and straining the skin to its breaking point. Agony tore a scream from my throat as fire and nausea drowned my senses, and my dignity was forgotten as I begged for them to stop. They didn’t, of course. They never do. They didn’t when they were transforming Charlie. Heaven forbid that she felt the same kind of pain. It was only when my hand had been stretched and sharpened into a mocking likeness of them that they finally relented, leaving me gasping and shuddering as my body tried to empty a stomach that hadn’t been filled in weeks. I knew they wouldn’t settle for one. They were letting the pain and shock of the first deformity, combined with the dread of what was to come, take its full effect before eclipsing it with fresh anguish. I told myself I wouldn’t break. If there’s one piece of me that I thought I could keep intact, it was my pride. That, and what was left of my cultured demeanor. Turning my deformed hand palm-up, I asked if they could free it long enough for me to use my handkerchief to wipe the tears, snot, saliva and stomach acid off my face and suit. Damp is not dapper, after all. The shadows coiled tighter around my other hand, twisting barbs preparing to inject their nightmarish fuel, and they allowed me just enough time to say “I didn’t think so” before the agony resumed. ~*~ The fourth time I begged my captors, it wasn’t for mercy. I already knew that they had none to give. This time, I asked for one final act of cruelty: one which, compared to their other actions, would seem like mercy to me. I asked them to kill me. And this time, please, don’t bring me back. The words felt costly and humiliating, like a king paying his last pennies for a meal of garbage. And yet, I said them, despite already knowing they would not be heeded. My captors have never spoken to me before, nor showed signs of heeding me when I spoke. They’re smart enough to make that cursed book, so I know they aren’t stupid animals, but that doesn’t mean they’ll deal with me as equals. If anything, humans are animals to them. Pets – or, even worse, toys, to be played with and worn down until we cease to entertain them. I knew they wouldn’t listen. And yet, I begged. My body aches from staying in one position so long, and I don’t know which is worse – the days when I can feel my legs, which they twisted so viciously that my feet now point toward each other, or the days when I can’t. I haven’t eaten or drank in months, maybe years, yet the Nightmare Throne won’t let me die. Every time I expire, I reappear in this seat, hungry yet hale enough to continue entertaining my sadistic audience. I fear that the sound of those torches might be permanently carved into my mind, occupying more and more space where joy and memory once lived. I’ve forgotten how to build things I invented myself, and I don’t even remember what it’s like to be touched by another human being. I try to recall the feeling sometimes. To remember Charlie’s gleeful hugs when a show went particularly well, the playful kiss she would brush on my cheek, the hand on my shoulder when she entered a room I was sitting in. Sometimes, I try to pretend that the bonds on my wrists are her hands, but I can’t get the illusion to take hold. Charlie’s skin was never so rough. Well… maybe it is now. Just like my own grotesquely clawed hands, which remind me every day that a part of my tormentors is inside me now, and that they can turn me into anything and there’s nothing I can do to stop them. Even if they let me go, I doubt I could ever return to my life. Not now that my body is an echo of their evil, and Charlie’s is even worse. That’s my fault. I deserve this fate. And yet, I begged them to release me from it, in the only way I thought they might be cruel enough to accept. They didn’t, of course. These overgrown children want a toy, and I’m the only being stupid enough to dabble in their realm and leave myself and the people close to me vulnerable to them. Then again… am I? ~*~​ When they took Charlie, I begged them. When they took my hope of saving her, my human hands, and my will to live, I begged them again. When my humanity was lost, there was no one left to beg. My captors did not take it from me; I gave it away myself. For years, I held a selfish hope that they would trick some other poor fool into coming here. I imagined that, with the power I’d absorbed from the throne on which I’m imprisoned, I might help their new victim; I could bend the world to improve the newcomer’s odds, guide them to the door that brought me to this room, and perhaps be rewarded with a companion for whose fate I wouldn’t have to blame myself. But they didn’t. It was if my tormentors were deliberately wearing me down, waiting for me to break and do their dirty work for them. Perhaps, since the Codex Umbra was pulled in with me, they have no way to acquire new victims, and they require a human traitor to help them snare more of his kind. I don’t know how long I resisted the temptation. Time moves differently here. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were stretching it out so that a day in the world I left behind lasts a season in this little pocket of Hell. But eventually, as the years wore on, the sound of those damn torches slowly ate into my mind, my ears begged for the sound of a voice, and my skin cried out for another person’s touch, I gave in. Of course, I tried to justify it. I’d been unprepared. I wasn’t strong enough. Maybe a more powerful person would be able to do what I could not, to defeat the beings that held us here and find a way to escape. The delusions we trick ourselves into in the depths of desperation. The first two soldiers I contacted were wise enough to refuse me. The third was all but broken by war, by the public’s harsh reception when he came home, and by his own inability to adapt to civilian life. From his perspective, he had little to lose by accepting one last mission, one I deluded both of us into thinking he had a chance of accomplishing. We were both such fools. As if he could defeat an enemy that neither of us could destroy or even understand. He didn’t even last long enough for them to become a threat. A Deerclops got him first. I told myself the next one would succeed. I kept on telling myself that until he was stabbed to death by a spiked tentacle. And then, as my guilt crushed down on me, I told myself they deserved it. After all, I had survived, hadn’t I? I had faced the same odds they had, and triumphed. They’d died because they were weak and stupid, not because I had selfishly lured them to their deaths. When the suicidal ex-Marine was eaten by a Bearger, I kept telling myself that. When the martial arts student was cut down by Charlie after entering The Constant out of compassion for me, I continued repeating my excuses. As I watched the victims who thought they’d be rescuers die, one after another, I ceased to find comfort in the hope that they’d succeed, and tried instead to find some solace in the days before their deaths. I’d spent so long watching an unpopulated world turn without me that compared to that, seeing another person repeat my fight for survival felt almost like being alive again. I could nearly recall the feeling of machinery coming to life in my hands, of grass beneath my feet, of a rabbit’s soft fur before it gave its life to prolong mine. In the brief moments when I was able to communicate with the people I deceived, I could almost feel that I was part of another person’s life again. What am I saying? Of course I was a part of their life. The part that led it to its end. Not that I could admit that to myself. Not before I went numb. As I spread my focus to targets from other walks of life, people who knew nothing of combat or survival, I told myself I was simply trying a new strategy – maybe someone with a different perspective would be able to repeat my success and surpass it. Besides, this mission was important, wasn’t it? After all, the creatures that control The Constant were still a threat. If they weren’t defeated once and for all, who knew what they might eventually do. As if there was any realistic chance that that mission could be accomplished. As the years went by, the creeping rot of desensitization started to strip away the need to lie to myself, and reality began to sink it. And that reality was, I was bored. I was tired of watching trained fighters fail, so I wanted to try something new. That’s what my most recent victims died for. Not for a hope that faded years ago, but a final attempt to feel alive by a broken husk that cannot die. As long as I’m bound to the Nightmare Throne, it’s easier if I don’t think of myself as anything more than that. Trying to be something other than what my jailers wanted me to become takes energy that ran out long ago. Of course, that’s probably just another excuse. I should’ve stopped before those became necessary, and just let my soul decay with what little grace it still had instead of corrupting it further. I shouldn’t have given them the satisfaction of listening to me beg, or of hearing the final words and screams of the people I got killed. Hearing, and… I shudder to think of it. I knew they were watching, listening… but I never foresaw that they would record those people’s final sounds, mash them into a gratingly cheery tune, and then put that horrible song on a phonograph that never stops playing. “The cold! It burns!” “Heh… this is what I get for trusting voices on the radio.” “I’m sorry… Elizabeth…” “This heat is unbearable.” “EEAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” I’m starting to forget which voice belongs to who. I can’t even remember how many people I’ve lured here, how many lives I’ve ruined. Is it because there were too many to count, or because if I remembered, what little remains of my conscience would destroy what’s left of my mind? In the end, knowing won’t change anything. I’d rather not think about them. The sins of the past cannot be undone, and my latest misdeed taunts me with the hope that my crimes might finally pay. When the redhead agreed to enter this world, tempted by the promise of a stage that would suit the persona that’s devoured her mind, I thought she was just another sap who had fallen for a clever conman’s lies. But now, I’ve started to believe that out of all the people I brought here, she is the first to truly receive what she wanted from our deal. She threw herself into the task of survival with savage gusto, slaughtering anything that challenged her spear. Her foolish devotion to her diet, combined with her fragile mind and reckless love of battle, have sometimes left her clinging to life by the skin of her carnivorous teeth, and yet somehow, she still lives. Several times, I’ve watched her body break, only to be made whole again by an effigy or enchanted stone. Just as mine was, more times than I can recall. When she found my door, my spirits rose. She passed it by, and they sank again – only to flicker back to life when she returned a year later with a defiant gleam in her eye. The warrior desires a challenge, and with a puppet shaped like me dangling from their strings, I know that our mysterious captors will give her one. They’ll pretend that I don’t want her here, when in truth, her arrival is the only thing I can still realistically hope for. They don’t want to lose their favorite toy, so they will try to deter her. But perhaps, if she proves as resilient as me, they’ll decide they’ve found a worthy new plaything to twist and break. Better her than me. It isn’t a matter of deserving anymore. She doesn’t deserve to be conned into this. I don’t deserve to be freed. But I no longer care. I’m beyond feeling guilty for my victims’ deaths, and long past wishing that one of them would offer the friendship I’ve forgotten how to feel. My need for conversation and physical contact has withered along with my morals and my soul. I’ve been losing pieces of myself for… heh. Track of time is just one more thing I’ve lost. If she can destroy the pieces that still tie me to this world, I don’t care how little of me is left to pass into the next one, or if that lingering fragment is sent to Hell. It can’t be worse than this. I just want to be anywhere other than here. I won’t beg her for it, though. I’m done with begging. It never works anyway. She will do what she will do, and I doubt that any facts or reason will sway her stubborn mind. She doesn’t seem very smart, and I almost wish I wasn’t smart enough to know that no matter what she does, she’ll just be delaying the inevitable. Reality is like that, sometimes. For now, I’ll continue to wait and watch. I think I’ve said enough. Author’s note: In the game, the phonograph simply plays a jaunty but grating tune. However, given the fact that all the characters are voiced by musical instruments, it has been theorized that the music is composed of various characters' voices and screams. ​Given Maxwell's tendency to lure people into The Constant, it would stand to reason that the voices he's forced to listen to 24/7 are those of his past victims.

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silly random merm reader au doodles from a late night stream, nearly incoherent rambling below the cut <3

this is copy-pasted directly from discord so it rlly is just a mess of vague concepts mashed together srry sdkjfhdsjfhj:

'eclipse's braincells flew out the window as soon as he saw reader in this au and reader's been separated from their pod, so they see a remotely whale-shaped creature and go 'oh my god pls be my friend im so lost and alone' then they meet the boys who r smaller but still Whale Shaped and go 'oh my god u have calfs???? babies????? lil guppies????????' and almost dies on the spot and like. eclipse n sun n moon know they r Not whales. but. reader does not and reader is so so happy to have whales again that the three r like. yup we r totally whales! just a lil pod that got lost! just like u! and then at some point,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, reader finds out/realizes they r not whales. they have been SHORKS this whole time and the reason reader got separated from their pod,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, was bc of SHARKS so they are Upsetti and eclipse is like ;^; pls no go and angst and then eclipse almosts gets HURT and reader comes to RESCUE ok thats all i got rn my brain is baked bean'

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yall gonna KILL ME WITH FAN ART THIS CUTE 😭😭😭😭😭

Hey @littlemsrose and @bones-of-a-rabbit, gotcha boy over here-

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Some lil doodles based off the series my friend @littlemsrose is writing!! Featuring babby Eclipse n Reader, and Reader remembering an old song Eclipse used to sing for them (and Sun and Moon playing around with their big bruv✨✨)

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some simple freehanding doodles of everyones favorite jealous wreck of an animatronic

(bonus silly stuff below the cut)

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Hmmm...is me again sorry for the bother but i did some little things and i want you to see what i wrote so far!?? English is not my first language sorry for any mistakes:

"For a long time he doesn't answer you just floating, as if he was thinking what to say to you, and then he goes around twice, and what hurt you was right, with a pain in your chest you grab a bucket (he was the size of a medium salmon) and puts him in there, leaving the house in the middle of the night, he looked totally confused, and why you were so quiet, had he done something wrong?  Has he made you angry?  Quickly eclipse starts spinning inside the bucket doing tricks, sounds anything for you just look at him please don't be angry don't leave him for dead."

I don't know why,but i thought that the reader saved eclipse when they are very little, and kept him as an pet, for an while,maybe some months? Until they got too big and they thought that he was sad and yeah...

Do you like it what you read it?

I LOVE THIS I LOVE IT SO MUCH THANK YOU!!!! I am head over heels for the idea of tiny Eclipse trying to win Reader over even as they’re headed to the beach so they can set him free,,,,, poor little guppy fishy boy doesn’t wanna be alone : ( I LOVE THIS YOU ARE VERY TALENTED

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WAAAAAAA I LOVE THIS SO MUCHHHHHH AAAAAAA

i lovethis i love this i love i love this its so CUTE Eclipse crushing Reader as soon as he recognizes them, him and Sun both WAILING when Reader tries to leave, im in love this is all i could ever want in this world thank you for this

Welp is ready is not the best but i hope everyone enjoy

This is an fic inspired on the AU from @bones-of-a-rabbit i really hope you like it and the formating is bad bc of mobile i am so sorry:

You met that fish, or whatever it was, when you were a little kid, saving him from a seagull and starvation.

Of course like every kid, you wanted to be with him, in an aquarium and for a long time that worked, he lived in your aquarium and you fed him and talked to him for months, but you knew he wasn't happy, I mean he seemed to be happy, but for you he was sad trapped there.

In one of the conversations you had with the eclipse (the name you had given him), you touch the glass of the aquarium and talk to him a little: "I know you look happy, and that you're probably faking it so you don't worry me..but eclipse, are you really happy here? one turn for yes and two for no".

For a long time he doesn't answer you just floating, as if he was thinking what to say to you, and then he goes around twice, and what hurt you was right, with a pain in your chest you grab a bucket (he was the size of a medium salmon) and puts him in there, leaving the house in the middle of the night, he looked totally confused, and why you were so quiet, had he done something wrong? Has he made you angry? Quickly eclipse starts spinning inside the bucket doing tricks, sounds anything for you just look at him please don't be angry don't leave him for dead.

You stop in front of the dock at the sea shivering, or with fear, with anger, or with cold, and just take Eclipse in your little hands, running your thumb over his almost human face and give a little kiss up there and only, gently, put it in the sea.

That was the last time you saw your friend after a long time, of course also along with that, your family hadn't been back in that house for a long time, but after so many years you come back there.

The old house facing the sea, the fresh smell of salt, and the slightly cold wind coming from the ocean, you hold your hat so it doesn't go floating around,and start taking some of your bags inside the house, it takes longer than you wanted. After a few minutes, you are all inside the house, lying on the floor breathing heavily, looking up at the ceiling staring back at you, it was such a peaceful place and it gave you such a good feeling, and there were also the old memories of your first friend, eclipse, still on your mind.

You get up cleaning that dress you were wearing and walk to the back door opening and see that dock where you used to be Freedom from your friend. The memories of that day were now slowly returning to you, walking around, remembering what you had done to save it.

It was early in the morning, and you were leaving the house to play in the sand, do kid stuff, holes in the sand, kick the sea with the little feet you had and also watch some of the fish approach you and then swim away scared. But there was a place there where only you knew, slowly you walked away where your parents were, the sound of the sand being kneaded under your feet was comforting, until after passing a rock a little big you see it.

It looked like it was just a baby frog, it was so small that it was lying down and totally defeated in the middle of a puddle of salt water, but there was something different about that baby, it was maybe the perfectly smooth face with a few tips of fins like little sunbeams around the head of that thing, you approach slowly and see that he just moves a little and looks in your direction, which lets you see his deep purple eyes, and you can tell he was defeated and thinking that you would kill him to eat his little body.

That hurt you, the marine life was something special to you and he didn't deserve to die there. You run back to where your parents were, grab a plastic bucket, quickly fill it with seawater and go back to where that tadpole, or whatever. It seemed to be one, it was, and slowly you picked it up with your small hands throwing it into the bucket.

For a while, that little fish just lays at the bottom of the bucket and you were already, thinking you were too late and he hadn't survived until, out of nowhere, he starts moving a little bit, doing little flips and wagging his big tail that he has looking at you with great adoration, now that you see him better he had something on his torso, they were little arms that didn't even have hands, that was so cute for you, and slowly you put a finger in the water and he automatically "hugs" your finger as best he can, well that already sealed everything, you would take him home and take care of that strange fish.

After that good memory comes back, you finally sit at the end of the dock, looking out to the ocean where you let him be free, do you still wonder if he's okay, or if he survived? I mean he lived with you for so long, maybe he was already dead and now that you're back you'll never see him again and that little hope was fading and you:

"rrr?"-That strange sound scares you and you open your eyes and see a small fin not small but the tip of a fin and some purple eyes staring at you curious as always, you couldn't believe it, it was right there...waiting for you to move or anything?

Your eyes unconsciously fill with tears as you reach out your hand touching the tip of one of the fins on his head, you try to say something but only a painful sigh comes out along with a small laugh, slowly you put both your hands in the water wanting to hold his face of your old friend in your hands. After a few minutes of him just staring at you, as if something was on his mind, disappears and comes back to his head , you see small waves forming at the edge of the sea where his tail was, you hadn't noticed but he was that big?

Where his tail was supposed to be was about 20 feet away, and before you could even say anything, or think, eclipse launched itself towards the docks, almost crumpling you in the process.

"WHOA WHOAH HI BIG GUY HI..yeah i missed you too but you are kinda off crushing me"-a sound like, a small shark was heard coming from him, it was as if eclipse didn't care what you were talking about, he crawls back into the water, and stretches out one hand taking your small body and just looking at you with those deep purple eyes, he had what looked like a smile, you could see all his fine teeth, eclipse was so happy, you were back there in that house, and there was so much he wanted to introduce you to and…

The first ones he should introduce to you would be his brothers or the two others of the same species he would have found he sits you on the docks and with one hand he motions for you to wait there and he dives to the bottom of the ocean.

You were totally confused about what he wanted to show you, and how could he know how to tell you to wait a while? You just decide to stay there for an hour or so, and when you think about leaving he comes back with two other minis like him? Wait they were different from him, one was yellow like the sun and glowed slightly, he had the same fins as eclipse on his head and at the tip of those fins there were little spikes maybe he was poisonous? His eyes were yellow, and he was as small as Eclipse was when he lived with you, he seemed to be the more curious of the two he was showing you.

He slowly approaches the dock, and slowly takes one of his hands out of the water and touches your leg, his cold claw makes you shiver, but soon after you laugh and hold his hand gently, even though he is so smaller than eclipse his hands engulf yours but he seems to be taking such care of you:

"Well hello to you too, I think I can call you sun right? You are as handsome as your brother" slowly so as not to touch the thorns on his fin, you pass your hand on top of his head, and automatically the sun makes the same sound as eclipse, like a purr. you give a little laugh and finally look to his side and see the second one who was now with only white eyes staring at you, he had one of the lights like an angler fish and he seemed to be much more suspicious than Sun, he was staring at you as if you were going to attack sun and eclipse, you give a small smile trying to be friendly and with he puts his head out of the water and hiss at you, and with that he eclipses gently, or what seems to be gentle, flicks the other on the head, and he now seemed to be quite grumpy looking.to the other side, you have another laugh:

"Well since the other one I named Sun you'll be the moon I'm happy for you Eclipse seriously...but I have to go"—You get up getting ready to leave when a sound like a loud cry is heard, you automatically turn around and see that eclipse and sun are making these sounds, you cover your ears and go shh to both of them:

"Hey i am not gonna be out forever, tomorrow i will be back and we can play all day..and maybe a bit of the night ok? I need to take am shower and eat..see you tomorrow"

It was so nice to know that your old friend was back, and that you were now more protected than ever in the ocean.

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Some merm-Eclipse doodles from last night! (Featuring merSun and merMoon this time!) (also featuring all of the merms being very 😳💘🥺👉👈💕💕💕💕 over Reader)

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Some rough doodles of Merm Eclipse and Reader having some bonding timeee 💕💕💕

Yes Eclipse is a different size every time I draw him. Sorry abt that lol sjdgdjshdhhdjsjs

Bonus:

(The prompt: Eclipse thinks humans like small rocks and the like and starts collecting some to give to reader