Just putting this here because it's kinda bothering me the more it's happening
But if you're gonna ask something of me, please specify which work you want it to be, because I have other fics then SEA. If you wanna ask SEA specific questions, at least say the SCP fam please.
But just so you know this is important:
I'm not gonna answer your actual question until you specified which fic you want it to be from. I'm not gonna make the assumption for you. If you want me to answer SEA related stuff, at least say the SCP fam. Until you specified which fic you're asking about, all I'll answer with is a reminder to specify and resend your question
Well, I'm not a native English speaker, so whenever I have issues I just blame it on that lol. Hungarian is pretty different from English, after all, I am blamin everything on that lol
I also have no idea how to do that, but when have my stories ever had plans that weren't just "Step 1: This is such a fun idea! Step 2: ?????? I'll figure it out when I get there bro Step 3: Profit"?
"Let me go Killcode!"
Eclipse doesn't know exactly how he ended up here, hanging by the foot from Killcode's hold, but he's here nontheless.
Maybe it has something to do with how he playfully insulted the giant's manner of speech? Maybe he really shouldn't have told Killcode how he speaks like an old man.
"Not until you apologise~!"
He can't stop himself from letting out a laugh.
"This is not fair! You're so much bigger and stronger than me!"
"Too bad! Maybe next time don't insult my perfectly fine manner of speech!"
"Don't speak like you do then! I feel like you're a wise old master who'll train me so I can become the next Dragon Warrior or something!"
That does not, in fact, make his situation better. It makes it worse, even if the nightmare lets out an audible snort at that.
He's given a shake, a careful one, sure, but a shake nontheless, and he yelps. He clutches at the ruffles around Killcode's waist in the hopes of stabilising himself.
"I am no Master Oogway-"
"But you'd defenitely blow out the candles the same exact way as him!"
His father laughs outloud now, the image just too much to handle, even for him. But he then brings Eclipse up, until he can lean down to look into his optics, and he knows that things will, once more, unsurprisingly, get worse.
"Such disrespect"
"Yeah, I know, I know, back in your day you'd have been fed to a grizzly bear if you acted like this. But times change, old man!"
Killcode shakes his head, smile loving and warm. But he knows that means nothing in war.
"Well then my child, let's see which of us will win then."
I just randomly thought of this, but would SEA Eclipse's name always been 'Eclipse'? Like, did he have a different name during the daycare era due to him being yellow and changed it after the animatronics right were approved?
Yeah, he was always named Eclipse. Even when it didn't really suit how he looked like. He just wrote it off as a weird little quirk, and hasn't really thought about it much. He likes the name fine enough, and doesn't care more than that about it either
Was CKT eclipse blind as a kid? I saw a drabble where he was turned into a baby and KC comments on his eyes and it doesn’t seem like he can really see
Not blind, but he was incredibly near-sighted as a child! Kinda like how human babies are near-sighted too at birth I think? Though don't quote me on that one
It's just there because I thought it would be fun to have him, the photographer with the sharpest eye out of all KC's kids, have issues with his vision as a baby
Hello! If you’re interested, could you do a CKT drabble of when Eclipse was a kid? We get little snippets of when they were happy and it got me intrigued
Yeah, they were once happy. Before Moon got curious about something, haha
"Eclipse, dinner is ready!"
"Comin!"
He snaps one last picture on the camera he stole from his uncle Moon, the lizard he's been chasing all day finally standing still long enough! He waves it goodbye as he runs off.
"Bye Mr Lizard!"
He's taken so many pretty pictures today! Now he just needs to put the camera back where he found it, and then no one will know!
So he shoves it into his shirt, where he's sure neither his uncles, auntie or dad will notice, trying his best to smoothe it back down. Maybe if he wraps his coat around it, it won't be visible?
He pushes the door open, wanting to rush in to hide his crime, but he's scooped up, causing him to let out a yelp.
"Take off your shoes sweetie! Your Uncle Sun just washed the floors."
"Sorry Auntie!"
He tries to shake his auntie off, but she doesn't put him down until she gives him a big smooch, which is so embarrassing! He's not a little kid now! He doesn't want smooches!
His scowl just makes his auntie coo though. Which is annoying, because he's not little! He's not! He has younger siblings now!
Sure, they might be little potatoes who don't do anything, but he's their big brother, and so he's big now!
Before he can scurry off however, now shoeless, he's scooped up once more, and the scent of levanders hits him, much to his horror.
"Alright little gremlin, where's the camera?"
He struggles, trying his best to get out. But there's no escape.
"I don't have it!"
"Yeah, you do. No one else takes my cameras kid."
"Nuh uh!"
"No? You just agreed?"
"Nuh uh!"
"Oh?"
"NUH UH!"
Uncle Moony just laughs, a hand snaking under his shirt and grabbing the camera. No matter how the squirms, he can't hide it away.
"And theeeeereee it is. Now let's see what you've been doing all day."
Eclipse pouts as he's rearranged, until he can be held in one arm, crossing his arms over his chest. His mood sours further as he realises they're headed to the bathroom. Probably so that he can 'wash up'. Eugh!
"Hmm, these are not bad kid. Not bad at all."
He's let down onto the floor as his uncle continues to look through his pictures, and he obidiently washes his hands. If only because he doesn't want to hear the stupid lecture of dad and uncle Sun.
He grumbles as his rays are ruffled, letting out an angry hiss. It just earns him a chuckle.
"If you want to take the camera so bad, you can just ask for it kid. Don't have to sneak around all the daaa-astardly time with it. Now come on, or else the cookies will get cold."
He whoops in joy, running out of the bathroom to get to the cookies. Because cookies are the greatest! He loves cookies!
"No running Eclipse!"
"Sorry Uncle Sunny!"
He slows down, letting his hand be taken by his uncle. Even if he really, really wants to get there already, so he can eat the cookies.
"You know KC won't let you eat any before dinner, right?"
"Awww"
"And you can't convince me otherwise either, so don't even try."
He wilts even more at the unimpressed look dad sends him, pouting some more.
I just read CKT and i am. Not okay. /j Soo good but soo sad 😭 i was wondering though, could you maybe do a drabble where KC catches Earth abusing Eclipse instead of Moon having to tell him? Multiple times in the story I thought that’s how it was gonna go down, where KC had just left and then came back for his wallet or whatever and saw Earth doing that
Not sure he'd take his wallet with himself anymore to places, but also he might just to feel more normal. Really depends if I'm honest
I am gonna use the name Earth here, even if her name got changed to Terra lately. But if anyone's wondering, it's her, just before the name change. And unless explicitly specified, I'll probably keep using Earth while meaning Terra, cuz I'm here from those days and I work mostly with early Canon anyway
"What is going on here!?!"
Eclipse could sob from relief. He's not sure he's not doing that anyway.
Earth freezes, still holding him non too gently. Moon, who's taken a hold of him to try and pull him away seems to sag somewhat, and he can hear the anxious sound Sun lets out.
None of them expected Killcode turning back
"Dad!"
What once was his aunt leaps away from him, almost as if she was burned, but his uncle is there to catch him. Navy hands make sure to balance him, and he's taken back to the time these same hands were there to catch him as he learned how to use the bicycle for the first time.
His dad is in the doorway, looking in on the scene with wide optics. His fingers are digging into the doorway, and in his claws is an empty bag. Seems like he left his equipment here.
"Earth, what were you doing?"
"Oh, nothi-!"
His head is forcibly turned away, but not fast enough to stop him from seing what appears to be a tentacle slamming her into the wall. The only reason he doesn't break down further crying is the scent of levander, so familiar and comforting.
Moon has always helped their dad chase their nightmares away. He was always there
"Don't l̸i̶e̸̵ t̵o̴ m̵̪̐e̶̠̋!̶̫͖̗̒̊̂͘"
He hears something slam into something else, the sounds of struggling, and something screams. No matter how he tries to look, his uncle doesn't let him.
Moon even begins to drag him away.
"You shouldn't be seeing this"
He just continues to silently cry
.*.*.*.
Even in the bathroom, the sounds of fighting, and Moon insists it's just a normal, non-lethal fight, are still rather loud. But it's slightly better here.
His uncle has insisted on cleaning his face, and has since then taken up guard by the door. He twitches at the occasional loud noise, but doesn't do anything else. It's strange.
Eclipse doesn't know how to feel about this behaviour. This normalness, that reminds him of before.
Then the screaming stops, and the world is quiet once more. Moon doesn't relaxes. Especially not at the knock on the door.
"Brother, please let me in."
Dad
His uncle steps away with a sigh, and the door parts to show a shaky looking Killcode. His face crunches up with more pain at the sight of Eclipse.
"Oh, my boy-"
He's drawn into a hug, and he burrows deeper. He knows he's safe with his dad.
"I'm so sorry, I should have known! I shouldn't have-!"
"He can't stay here KC."
Everything freezes. They both turn to look. Moon just looks at the floor, weary.
"They're both awful to him. They can't handle this constant murderousness. This can't go on."
"What do you suggest then Moon?! That I abandon my child?!"
His uncle looks exhausted. Eclipse, for the first time, finally realises he's had one of his uncles here with him, stuck in this same nightmarish hell as him. Only on the other side, probably still unable to stop any of this from happening.
His uncle is calm as he meets the gaze of his father. Resigned too.
"I'm saying you let him leave. Him and his siblings too. There's no future here for them with us."
I will be honest and admit I'm not quite sure what you want here. Do you want Killcode insulting his coworkers? Eclipse playfully insulting Killcode and them having a playfight about it? Or him complaining to Killcode?
I took it as him complaining to KC
Anyway, for those wondering, here's that drabble
Watching Killcode busy himself in the kitchen is therapeutic in a way he didn't expect. He should know better by now, however.
The giant is humming for one, and while he doesn't exactly have the nicest singing voice, the deepness of it is soothing. As is the hominess of it all.
But despite that, the sharp eyes of the nightmare are on him, and he knows.
"Long day?"
It's just them here today. Which is incredibly nostalgic.
Moon has been dragged off by Sun to accompany him to the vet, because the cats are sick, Bloodmoon is out hunting and Solar Flare went off with Lunar to the woods.
So that leaves his father here
"You have no idea"
He's exhausted, irritated, and he might just wring somebody'd neck. So just the usual, really. If a little worse.
"What happened?"
"Just the usual bullshit. Someone almost let an SCP out, someone else got injured by some random D-Class, a group of people went into a rant about which SCP is the most fuckable and the idiot who's dog got eaten last week is still crying over the dumb thing."
Killcode hums, but Eclipse swears he heard a chuckle in there. And sure enough, when he looks up, the nightmare's face is scrunched up in barely concealed amusement.
At least someone's getting something here
"Freddy, the poor bastard, also got injured yesterday, because some idiot wanted to see if his stomach mouth, which is freaky as hell actually, works, and tried to do that with metal. Normal, non-consumable metal. I thought that was like, bullshit they taught people in first grade."
Because while it's true that animatronics may be able to eat certain types of metals, there's a keyword there. Two, to be more specific. And they're 'certain types'.
"And SCP-173 is getting its containment room cleaned tomorrow, and I can already tell you it will be disaster. Someone will surely fucking die in a completely avoidable way, because I work with idiots."
A steaming mug is placed before him, as well as the honey. The scent of peppermint hits him, and his shoulders lose some of their tension.
He likes peppermint tea
"I really, really want to quit sometimes."
"Hmm"
But he won't, because then he will be taken from his family. And he doesn't want that.
So he settles for complaining some more for now. His father, much like his uncle, does like the gossip anyway. It was part of their first interaction.
And it's still nice to be listened to so attentatively, even after all this time
Hello! Hope you guys are doing well. Not sure if you’re still doing drabbles right now, but if you are, could you do one for sea where instead of Bloodmoon stopping their attack in the hallway in chapter 4, they notice something is off too late and Eclipse dies? And then KC and Flare find out?
Well Eclipse won't die, unless they specifically destroy his chips, which SEA fam doesn't know about at this point. And Bloodmoon is moreso going for the whole gutting thing and all
So this is more of a Temporary Major Character Death (that's your trigger warning for Major Character Injury too)
Their target shrieks in pain as they dig their claws in, not stopping until they can wrap their fingers around their insides. Something in their mind feels unsettled by the softness.
But they don't let that get to them.
They can't let that get to them
Their family needs saving. Their family needs protection.
They have failed once already. They were the cause once already
What if they're repeating mistakes again?
Pretty black seeps out from around their fingers, coating their prey. They admire the contrast it makes with his pretty red casing. They can admit there's a strange beauty to this kill.
Maybe because their target isn't human
Humans are disgusting and gross
There's a persistent little voice in their head that's getting progressively louder as they rip and tear, until they can't quite ignore it anymore. Until they're finally hit with the realisation as to why the strangely soft casing was bothering them. Right as the screaming-turned-wheezing quietens under them, stopping as well as the tiny sounds coming from the body
This is not a warrior. Whoever this is, is not a warrior.
Did they... Did they just kill someone innocent..?
Or worse, if their theory of this being bewitching their family is true, did they kill someone who wasn't a willing accomplice in that plot?
Who is this?
Who did they kill?
There're footsteps, familiar, safe.
Desparate. Fearful. They're scared.
They stare blankly at the shining black coating their hands, now not looking all that lovely anymore. Their inner turmoil made it so.
If they- If they made a mistake...
How will they fix it?
Can they fix it?
He's not sure. He doesn't like not being sure!
He can't offer reassurances. There's nothing he can say
Their father and younger brother round the corner, freezing to stare in horror at the scene before them. They stare back at them helplessly.
Then Solar Flare lets out a wounded noise they have not heard since their capture, falling to the floor, sobbing. Their wails echo off of the walls, and it feels like they're suffocating.
In SEA, how did KC get out of the prison so much earlier than everybody else? Was it just an accident?
It was an accident of sorts, yeah
The prison space has a very clear an obvious exit from inside, which they tried to pry open multiple times from in there, with little success. But unbeknowest to them, they have been somewhat weakening it whenever they tried it, which is why the prison sent out an emergency call.
When he got out, Killcode just simply has been working at it for longer than they usually do, and he had severe burns when he finally fell through, but that's not really noted in the files about him, cuz he did not let himself be examined. And because chaos broke out the moment he got free too
So yeah, it was somewhat dumb luck. Any one of them could have gotten out like that if they ignored the pain. By this tho I mean the first escapee, not the ones after that. The prison exit burned too strongly after Killcode got out. Except for when Eclipse was doing his magic
If it hasn't been answered already, how would Mirror SEA moon react to a rayed moon?
System error, please come back later
But yeah, more seriously, he wouldn't believe that's a moon. That's a solar animatronic in his eyes now. Once that clearly had to experience something awful to try and pretend to be a moon!
But it's alright, he understands! And he will help any way he can! :)
Could you do a drabble where in the SEA au where Killcode forces Eclipse to take a nap because he's too stubborn to stop working?
If that's ok with you.
No rest for the wicked, or in this case, no more overworking for them lol
Eclipse wants to die. Or well, he more so wishes he could bang his head against his desk until all his problems disappear, but with how his life has gone so far, he'd be dead long before that.
Blunt force trauma is, to no one's surprise, not the way to handle things. Not even when it's not him who'll get to suffer from it, but whichever rat bastard it was who thought it was a good idea to shove two volatile SCPs into the same room, and call it an experiment.
Now he's stuck doing damage control of course. Because life just loves him like that.
He really has no idea which deity thinks he pissed in its coffee. And why it was universally decided that he can't have nice things.
Or well, why he can't have nice things most of the time. Because that there is his father if he's not wrong.
And sure enough, turning his tired optics to the large, approaching mass, it's Killcode there, looking concerned.
Probably because Eclipse hasn't gone back and it's like... oh shit, it's like 3 in the morning.
"Your shift has ended long ago. Why are you still here?"
Probably because he spent some much needed time despairing over his situation, followed closely by an immaculate revenge plan. He just needs to puppeteer Bloodmoon into the perfect spot for it too, which he's fairly sure the twins might just do if he asks them plainly.
Little freaks are like that. The thought is unbearably fond.
"Well, you know how it is! Job hours change on a whim and all."
The nightmare looks incredibly unimpressed now. Which is... not unexpected.
"You're done for today. And I really mean today."
And with that, the SCP picks him up, pressing him to his chest.
"Hey! I need to-!"
"Sleep? Yes, indeed you do!"
It's said dangerously cheery, with the slightest edge of a threat there. He's fairly certain if he tries pushing, he'd get blanket burritoed.
But he really, really needs to finish these up! He can pull an all-nighter once in a while! He's done that before, and he was perfectly fine!
But the giant starts rumbling, and Eclipse knows he lost before he could have even began fighting.
He goes slack immediately, like he has no endoskeleton in his body, dangling limply in the hand of his father. Who seems incredibly self-satisfied.
The punchable bastard
"You can't do this to me"
His murmur is quiet, sleepy, and without the edge he wanted it to have. It sounds petulant. Which just earns him a chuckle.
"Hush now, and sleep. We can handle the Foundation."
Ah, so he will be kidnapped, gotcha. Not really his problem.
His optics close, and he lets out a sigh. One can't argue with a nightmare when it's time to sleep, after all
I hope this doesn't bother you, but will there be more Witching Hours in the coming future? As a solo witch myself, struggling to get by, it was...refreshing to see and read. If I had the choice I'd live in a deep cavern in a cave surrounded by crystals (crystal magicks my type you see, I fail with plants) and I just thought it would be nice to see other sorts of magic that Eclipse does with his kids.
Or in another sense, if WH family met with main or Mirror SEA families, and the discussions of parenting and magic that could lead too.
I hope you both have a wonderful time, stay shining.- 🔮💎
Yes, there will be! I am (incredibly) slowly but surely working on the second story of WH! I have just been all over the place sadly. And I myself am just an admirer of magic from far, I have no time to practice anything sadly
And Eclipse probably does all sorts of magic too, from plants to elemental and crystals and such, as well as the magics he adapts from other magical beings into his own, and tbh I don't even know which is the main one he partakes in out of all of them. Can't see the cocky bastard settling for anything but perfection in any field he gets into
And his magic works a lot different from SEA and Mirror SEA magic. The magic in SEA is more inspired by the Canon TSAMS magic stuff, with the magic pools and such with a much more minor focus on magic, while WH is much more full of magic, in a more fantasy setting type way. So they'd probably have lots of things to talk about, and both theory and practical things to go through with when trying to teach each other
But I have lots of plans for WH! I can't wait to share them, and the author should really get to writing it finally </3 (/joking)
can we maybe get a drabble of Eclipse and his instincts mayhaps 👉👈
love your stories, btw! 😁
Thank you! I am however gonna have to ask, which Eclipse are you thinking about darling? Because there's a few of them </3
Please read the tags on this one. Not cuz of anything triggering or such, but for some
He builds his nest, from stolen things, in the farthest place from the viewing glass making up one of the walls of his new enclosure. The one that he didn't want to have.
It's small and feel pathetic. He gets sad just by looking at it. But something in him demands he builds it, because his own one was lost. The one he spent a painstakingly long time building in a warm house, careful of choosing only the best pillows, blankets and sheats. The one with the scents of all his packmates.
This one isn't even worthy of being called an imitation. Because if it were one, it'd have at least some elements that are likable. But this one doesn't.
The fabric feels coarse, even though logically he knows it's soft. There're strange smells on it, and it doesn't have all the bright, clashing colours as his packmates' stolen things does.
The purr in his chest grows stronger, but the attempt to self-soothe just makes him feel more miserable. He just wants to curle up and not move.
But another part of him wants to move. A part of him wants to rush back towards a very specific direction, where his territory lies. Where his hunting grounds lie, along with those who he must protect, and will protect him in turn.
He's never really felt the urge to place down his roots somewhere before. He's always felt the need to migrate, to wander to far off lands from his territory. But he knows that that's not possible with so many mouths to feed. But having so many members also makes a constant territory easy to defend.
Only, he's not there to do that now.
What if Solar Flare accidentaly ends up looking at that shy freakish thing again? What if Moon does something and angers an SCP that then tries to kill him? What if Bloodmoon bites down something more than they can handle? What if Killcode is injured while he does his job? What if Sun gets in the crossfire of a team trying to take down an SCP? What if Lunar gets stepped on in the chaos of a breach?
He can't do anything to help!
He perks up at a strange sound, turning to look. There's some sort of animal in the room with him, one that's living, breathing and moving around unbothered. It shouldn't be unbothered.
His stomach announces itself, and he zeroes in on the slow, calm gait of what he thinks is a 'goat'. It seems to be one of those ones that got any survival instincts bred out of them.
He's so hungry
His mouth waters, but he pushes that away, collapsing into his nest. He nurses the nasty burn on his arm, the place where one of those shock things touched him, ignoring what he thinks might be an attempt to study his behaviour.
Everything in him screams not to. Screams for him to get up and hunt. To fill his belly, to soothe the pain. He needs to heal. He feels restless. He already wants to pace, what difference does it make if he hunts instead?
But he's too tired to bother. Too exhausted to even try anything. He feels empty in a way he never thought he could before.
So he just continues to lie there, ignoring the urge to hunt.
Surey! Tho you can always ask for a more scenario, if you want to, in case you wanna see somethin specific! :]
This is actually gonna be a continuation of the last drabble here, which is just gonna be my go to when I don't get a scenario for an EtD drabble
"Won't you stay with me my darling? The night is so lovely!"
It is, in its own way, with the strange snow falling down, the gentle wind that rushes by playfully, and the stars shining far above, framing the ever present moon up in the sky. Even if the snow glints the slightest bit rainbow, and the cold seems almost unnaturally sharp, even with the corpses lying about, slowly turning, one can call it a lovely night.
He's just not sure it's the kind of night he wants to be awake for. When the weight of everything is pressing down on him, when the screams are still ringing in the air, and when the Earth trembles from something unnatural crawling around under it.
Ruin cuts a lonely figure in the middle of it all, standing a ways away on the farthest pier. Or at least his avatar is. The rest of him is already at work.
And Eclipse- Well, Eclipse is trying not to think about a lot of things.
But the yellow hand reaching for him is inviting and there's the promise of something warm and kind in the cruel cold surrounding him. One that's not even noticable for the amalgam.
He makes his way back to his lover, cautious of the slippery ground, and of the positioning of his umbrella. While he was assured the snow shouldn't harm him, he doesn't particularly fancy the freezing sensation of it touching him. His feet are at least protected against it, even if he does feel it even through his boots.
Finally, he makes it to the waiting horror, letting himself be pulled down gently. He doesn't argue when he's settled into his lover's lap. The fake body, made just for him, is blessfully warm too.
"My, you're quite cold my dear!"
He hums, pressing his freezing fingers against the surprisingly, unfairly, warm chest of Ruin, who does not seem bothered at all. It kind of makes Eclipse wonder if he can even feel pain in this body, or if it's all just sensory for him. He knows the tendrils can feel pain quite well.
The sea seems calm. Which is a bit funny, considering what's happening. Especially now that the otherworldly shrieks of those fleshy things also join the overall haunting ambiance. But well, stranger things have happened to him.
One of said stranger things, perhaps even the strangest, presses a warm hand to the back of his head, earning a pleased hum. But the amalgamation doesn't seem to share it.
"No wonder you're so lethargic! You're practically freezing here!"
Would explain the tiredness
"I'm so stupi- You have oil in you!"
Oh yeah, he does. And with oil falling as snow from the sky, it's no wonder he's... less than functional.
The eldritch horror stands up, taking him with himself. The umbrella somehow, does not slip from his grip.
"I should have thought this through more. But of course I'd forget something as crucial as my own treasure being a mortal!"
He tunes out Ruin's complaining, not really interested in whatever overdramatic tirade he's going to go on. He's more interested in burrowing deeper away from the cold.
Here's to hoping the night won't get worse. But he kind of worries seeing as it will be mainly in his lover's hands to make sure of that.
And Ruin is many things, but calm he is not
He does have to smile at the thought of the dramatic mess that will surely await him come morning
Okay, last one for now and I promise to stop for a bit lol! What would the scp families in SEA and Mirror!SEA do if Eclipse and Solar got shrunken down to the size of dolls? (Like barbie doll size))? ((For only like a couple of days for their and everyone else's safety-)
Would Eclipse and Solar immediately try to hide away from their now super massive SCP families, or would they cling to them harder despite the embarrassment? (Or would Solar avoid his Moon like the plague cause dude is even scarier?)
Eclipse would totally try to hide, if only to avoid the teasing. But he'd know it's fine, that he's fine. That nothing is going to go bad or wrong, aside from maybe some babying cuz of the size.
He'd probably end up being carried around in pockets a lot, and he'd have a much easier time to beg for treats. Because hey! He's tiny! He deserves it! It's hard being this size!
Solar on the other hand would avoid Moon at all costs, yeah. Despite the fact Moon is his best bet to get back to normal site. Man would go insane over his nephew being so small. Would not let anyone else get their hands on him, which is not good seeing his tendencies. Killcode and him would fight over it a lot. He'd try to stick with either him or Bloodmoon or Solar Flare
He'd not have a good time. Only good thing is being pocket sized makes having warm comfy nests easier. He can just nap in the pocket of Killcode's cardigan, and be fine and safe and warm
Okay! So we have some amazing drabbles (that I hope spawn its own story on A03 someday) about SCP!Eclipse. What would it be like for the Mirror!SEA!Solar to be an SCP? How would the Mirror!family react?
Very differently tbh
So Solar changed his name because of trauma in Mirror SEA, so that's what's going to happen here too. When he was captured and locked away, he got griveiously injured and for whatever reason he decided he did not want that name anymore. So he changed it to Solar. Tho he's probably much better off, he just can't really walk without a limp. On some days can't walk at all, period.
KC would still be quite similar to Mirror SEA, he'd still be cold, calculating and strict. And he'd also still try his best to protect his kids from his brothers.
Solar would be terrified of him. Probably being reminded of whichever warrior caused his disability, so that's take much, much longer to get over. But once he does, he may be faster that SCP Eclipse to take to Killcode at least, percieving him as safety. Because he too is still something of a pack creature, just without the pack, so he instinctually knows to rely on trusted people. And now he finally has one (later more)
Moon would still be weird, but his abuse this time would be more science related than it is in Mirror SEA. He'd be much more focused on cutting Solar open, see how he works. Sun here excuses it as "Well, Solar IS an SCP, the Foundation is making my brother do it" not realising Moon doesn't need that sort of incentive
The siblings are pretty much the same, because Solar is somewhat similar to his animatronic counterpart in that regard. Would get along more with Bloodmoon tho, given the shared diet
He'd probably fall into a weird sibling category, they wouldn't know if he's older or younger at times. Really would depend on how he acts
Could we have more drabble of SWAP SEA? I am ultimately curious on what Killcode would do next now that he isn't the SCP in the story. Please and thank you!
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I am going to continue this drabble here lol
No matter how he tries to pry the hand around him off, it doesn't move. No matter how he claws, bites, kicks. The animatronic just holds him, like it's no fucking problem. Like he's not actively bleeding now.
Would begging be pathetic? He's already terribly pathetic right now, what's one more thing?
He's being taken back to his room. He recognises the path. Up until he doesn't, up until they take a turn, taking him somewhere unfamiliar. Somewhere he never bothered coming before.
What do humans call these? Offices? Or something else?
He's put into one, one with giant furniture, and he immediately knows why that is. This is the moon's.
And it has a fucking level 5 door!
He growls, throwing himself against the door in an attempt to open it up. A bit of prying, and he can slip his fingers between the gap, making it much easier.
"I should have expected that actually."
He hisses, but he's grabbed once again, hanging once more like some misbehaving cub. Which he's fucking not, thanks.
"Stay in here"
And this time the animatronic wraps something around him, something that's soft and warm, and would be great in a nest in any other circumstance. But right now? It just stops him from making any sort of movement. And he can't hook his claws properly into it, so it doesn't even rip! And he can't reach it to bite it!
And then he's alone. Left on the fucking floor. In what he's assuming is a 'blanket'.
He's going to kill everyone here. He's going to absolutely tear everyone apart, and then burn the place down. Yes, that feels like a good enough payback.
How has he fallen so low? When did he become so weak to lose to an inanimate piece of fabric?
He pushes down the terror in him, the one screaming how he's unable to protect himself right now. How he's just sitting out here, essentially waiting for an opportunistic creature to come kill him.
And he can't bring himself to forget about his captor either, the initial reason for his fear. The one who did this to him.
How is he to run now? How is he going to escape this place, if he can't even sneak past an animatronic, something so much weaker than him?
He tries another round of struggling, but it doesn't do anything. It just makes him feel worse.
It shouldn't have been so hard to run. It shouldn't have been so hard to escape and disappear. He's done it before. Done it up until he was finally outsmarted, outhunted in his own territory.
Well, he really did pay the price for that, didn't he? How many years has it been again? Thousands, right?
He's going to blame his captivity for being caught. Because if he doesn't, then he might as well just give up for the rest of his life.
He stops fighting, giving up. For now.
When the animatronic comes back, he's going to try running again
