#familiar!eclipse

These Blessed Waters

Familiar!Eclipse x Witch!Y/N (SFW)

The villagers’ outrage and scorn scald your very flesh. They demand your death. The cliffside is barren of any gallows or burning stakes. You tremble in the sheer, misty cold of All Hallows’ Eve, stealing a glance downwards at the churning indigo waves and the black-blue sky brewing with a seastorm. White crests chop upon the sandy shore and crash against the rocks directly below the cliff’s edge the preacher and constable set you upon. In the distance, thunder rumbles.

Word Count: ~11,100 Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Death, and Suggestive Themes

A/N: It still counts as MerMay if it's in June, right? Oh well, I always carry the spirit of the month in my heart, and I will inflict all my AUs with it. This is a threat <3 I wanted to do a little twist on my Halloween fic, so while we're getting more familiars/demons, there are a few differences between this and DT&T. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Double Toil and Trouble

Chapter 4: Black Thorn Rose

Familiar!Sun/Moon x Witch!Y/N (SFW)

“My witch, it is safe to speak,” Moon rasps as if he just awoke. Perhaps this is the first he’s speaking today, content to sit in your quiet while his brother prods the thickness in the air with questions and appeasements. You straighten where you sit, eyes widening. The pulse in your throat quickens.

Word Count: ~11,500 Warnings: Blood and Abduction.

A/N: I'm so happy to return to this fic! It's only been since, hm, 2023. Interesting. At least it's before Halloween this time!

Chapter 2: Swaying Fire and Embracing Moonlight

FNAF Familiar!Sun/Moon x Witch!Y/N (SFW)

Pushing your shoulders back and lifting your head higher, you look on with renewed credence. You are not alone. You travel the road toward the fields and the village with your two familiars flanking your sides. Your good deed will receive punishment, rebuke, and rejection, but it will not tighten as a rope around your neck nor cut your side with a butcher’s blade. The grace of the demons you call your own will spare you.

Word Count: 9,500 Warnings: Anxiety and insecurity.

Our Hallowed Ground (Double Toil and Trouble)

Familiar!Eclipse x Witch!Y/N (SFW)

To escape cabin fever, you and Eclipse take a stroll into the winter woods.

Word Count: 2,000~ Warnings: Slightly suggestive and heavy kissing.

OHHH GREAT QUESTION

The noose would have become gray smoke, vaporizing before it can kill Y/N. Eclipse catches the witch much like Sun does. The big difference here is he is a lot less patient with the villagers, and he doesn't ask, just cuts their finger and gets his ring on there. Witch!Y/N already called him, and he's answering.

So I know Eclipse is always described as the taller one compared with Sun and Moon, but in your witch and familiars AU, I just can’t help but imagine that in his cat!form, he’s a tiny, angry little kitten who can talk a big game until he’s scruffed by Sun or Moon

Hi, Lumi! *waves back* ♥

Funny thing, Eclipse is only taller than Sun or Moon by a few inches! I want to craft him a little differently in this AU than Sleuth Jesters, and his dynamic with the boys and Y/N will be interesting, to say the least, *wink wonk*

AHHA I LOVE THAT Sun and Moon yoinking Eclipse by the neck to get him to knock it off! This angry little furball that Y/N coos at because of how cute he is but he's also so easy to bat away when he's annoying Sun or Moon!

btw, Eclipse can change into a smokey gray cat with bright yellow eyes, like this:

Sure! *wink wonk*

Eclipse is an eclipse shadow demon. His face is shadowy and dark, with a crescent slice of honey-orange cutting down the middle and sharp teeth set in a grin. Sharp wisps, like smoke, ring his face in dark gray, crimson, and orange 'sun-rays'. His eyes are fire-yellow with dark gray pupils. The ruffled collar around his neck is burgundy. The sleeves and trousers of his clothes are crimson, dotted in fire-yellow. Like Sun and Moon, he has a dark shadowy form for whatever isn't covered up, like his thin neck or claw-tipped fingertips, as if a being made of living satin.

His cape is burgundy and styled with a cowl-neck but longer ends that drape down though it still covers up his chest, like this: