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eclipses-of-the-heart · 2 years ago

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A bad night turns into a bad morning turns into a bad day, luckily you have someone to help.

Eclipse centric with sprinkles of sun and moon.

Tags: minimal dialog / non sexual intimacy (they give you a shower and help you get dressed) / romantic connotations / no use of y/n / reader dissociates a little / hurt comfort

It starts with a night of tossing and turning. With too much going on in your head for you to be able to find a comfortable position and shut out the thoughts. When you do finally manage to drift into sleep it transfers to a new mistake.

Turning your alarm off in your sleep.

You oversleep nearly an hour before a hand, warm and gentle as ever, rouses you with more worry than you can bear.

You try your hardest not to be cross with him as you scramble out of bed. It's not his fault, never his fault.

But you can't help the anger that wells up at yourself for being so careless, so stupid.

You rush through a shower, deny your suns offer of a quick breakfast and brush out the door hoping you haven't been fired.

Luckily your manager buys your pitiful made up excuse about traffic being terrible and you live to see another day in retail.

Of course this only makes your day worse. You spend too many hours being overworked and underpaid. Too many hours taking more abuse for people who didn't understand how to treat minimum wage employees.

You spend your time thinking about how everyone should mandatorily work retail.

You try not to think about the disappointment on his face when you skipped his breakfast.

You try not to think about the fact that it had already probably been ready for you and was now rotting cold in the fridge. Or worse, tossed out.

Your day passes slowly and uneventfully. The yelling and griping from members of the public has long since been droned to background noise in your day. It drags at you sure, but it is typical.

You're used to it.

You're used to a lot of things these days.

You clock out more tired and sore than you were this morning. It's nothing new, but it weighs heavier on you than it used to.

Everything did these days.

You stop on your way home to pick up a treat. Some ice cream and a pack of stickers, hoping it would make up for your terrible blunder this morning.

He won't blame you.

He never does and something about that hurts you more than if he would be cross with you.

You pull into your driveway only fifteen minutes past your usual arrival time. You pretend not to notice your blinds shift as he peeks through the curtains to see if you were heading inside already or not.

You don't.

You sit for a few minutes slumped forward with your head pressed against your steering wheel, waiting for this wave of guilty nausea to pass so you didn't have to look him in the eyes while it was still fresh.

It's only the fear of your ice cream melting that finally pushes you from your car into the cold of the evening.

You hurry through to the warmth inside your house. The lights are still on, a good sign.

"Sun, I'm home."

You try so, so hard to keep the exhaustion from your tone.

He does not reply back, but a noise shifts ahead of you.

You are not greeted by him.

You are greeted by them.

Eclipse towers over you on a normal day, but with your slumped posture almost seems that he is touching your ceiling.

You try to keep yourself from immediately assuming that their combination has happened because you upset your Sun this morning.

It doesn't work.

You feel yourself crack just a little more around the edges as the wave of guilt you so successfully shoved down returns on a new tide.

"I brought ice cream."

It's all you can muster as you look up at them, lifting the bag in your hands and desperately trying not to let the cracks show through in your voice.

Too many hands come towards you.

One snags the bag from your hand, another snakes over your head to close the door and bar the cold back to where it belongs. Two more scoop you from your spot by the door, cradling you in a way that makes you crack in another way. Two more find your coat, peeling it away and letting the warm air of the house hit your goosebumps.

Six today, you note idley.

One, now free of its duty with the door brushes through your hair, another plucks the bagy of stickers from the grocery bag.

You barely register the excited exclaim that your sun makes through their voicebox.

You don't notice the rumble of your moon shushing him.

You simply float as Eclipse moves you from one room to another.

The ice cream is carefully shut into the freezer for later. A plate is collected from the kitchen table and then you are moving rooms again.

The living room blurs around you, try as you might nothing comes into focus except the pinpricks of contact that Eclipse makes with your skin.

The tv flickering on only adds static to the fog you feel yourself drift to and fro in.

The scratch of metal against porcelain startles you, brings you back to the present enough to see a fork hovering just in front of your face, a bite of rice balanced carefully on the prongs.

You do not fight this either. Letting each bite of food and gentle push and pull of warm, warm hands settle you back into yourself.

By the time the plate is scraped clean your head feels clear once more. You are sore, tired yes, but no longer feel as though you are swimming through television static.

The hands don't stop. Even after you have relaxed against Eclipse's form they pet at you, drawing gentle touches down your sides, over your arms and through your hair.

They whisk you away to help you do all the things that feel out of reach. The plate is deposited in the sink while you stay tucked close to them. You rest your chin over their shoulder as they drift to another room.

The shower is turned on, water adjusted to temperature. There is no asking before they carefully help you shed your clothes.

The warm water mingles with the warmth of their body as they hold you under the spray. Your eyes drift close as large hands drag through your hair and smooth a rag over your body, soothing away the aches and grime of the day with the scent of fresh linens and sunflowers. Lavender rains down your shoulders as fingers scrub away the itches in your scalp.

Just as quickly as everything else this evening the warmth of the water cuts and you are whisked from the shower. Never sat down, many hands simply shift your body, drying you and wrapping you in the softest towel you own.

Extra hands make drying two bodies easy, though silicon does not hold water as tight as skin. Once they are sure their deeds will not be left behind in the hallway, even steps carry you away once again.

The bedroom it seems has already been prepared.

Fairy lights keep the room lit but not too bright. The soft hum of a heater buzzes, warming the room comfortably while you stay in nothing but your towel.

Finally you are set free from their hands. Perched on the edge of the bed where you are left to wait while they move to the dresser, pulling open several drawers at once to retrieve the items they wanted.

"Hands up~!"

Their disjointed speech no longer bothers you. In fact it is almost easy for you to tell now which one of them had more control over the words they spoke, or when they connected true and well.

Your sun spoke to you now, but Eclipses gentle face still smiled back at you.

You raised your arms for them.

You are dressed with gentle efficiency, hands lingering perhaps a bit more than they needed to as they smoothed your shirt into place and held underwear still for you to push your legs into, but you didn't mind.

You never minded anymore.

"Stay," your moons voice grumbles from their shared voice box once you are sufficiently dressed.

They were gone for only a moment, returning with the carton of ice cream you had purchased and a pair of spoons. You didn't question it. It seemed like a good night forgo bowls to you too.

The bed creaks in protest at the weight of them settling into the mattress behind you. You had long since forgotten your bed frame. It had snapped in two the first night they had crawled into bed with you, a night much like this, but they had been the ones frightened and seeking comfort.

They didn't have dreams of the fire much anymore.

A mattress and box spring on the floor was perfectly fine with you anyways you preferred the closeness to the ground.

You settled back against them when they were fully situated in bed with a leg tucked around either side of you.

Hands gently bundled you into the blankets of your bed, tucking you expertly to lock in as much of their warmth as possible.

Another fished your phone from the bedside table, and a third handed you your spoon.

The container of ice cream was cracked open as you focused into your phone for a moment, idly pulling up a streaming site and selecting a movie you didn't care too much about.

You absently noticed Eclipse take a spoonful of ice cream themselves. Listened to the creek of their mouth sliding open and the faint hiss of their internal combustion system destroying their first bite.

You wondered if ice cream was sugary enough that they wouldn't need to charge tonight.

You don't ask.

Instead you took a spoonful of ice cream yourself, and let yourself get lost in their warmth, and the quiet mumble of the movie on your phone.

Tomorrow was a new day and they would help you weather it, no matter what may come, but for now. This was all you needed.

#fnaf eclipse #drabble #y/n x eclipse #Been going through it so I wrote a fic about it. Sorry my first drabble here is hurt comfort #No beta I wrote this on my phone at 4am #Can figure out the read more thing on on phone so it's all one long post sorry about that #daycare attendant

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zelda7999 · 2 years ago

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jkhdjkf please imagine with me Eclipse working on a project that normally needs two people but he's got all four arms working on it. management says that for safety purposes, he needs someone at least attending. well, turns out that if Agent Neon helps, Eclipse gets to cuddle AND keep focused on work~ - @clxckwork-sun-n-moon

Okay okay, so I read this when I woke up (like 4 hours ago skjdhafkjlsdfh) and I just HAD to write this. It stole my attention so fast lksd;jflksajdf I also cannot PROPERLY EXPRESS HOW MUCH THIS MADE ME GIGGLE AND SQUEE WITH JOY

It may not be exactly what you were picturing, but I took the idea and legit RAN with it. It's mine now >:)

Title: Better with Company | Words: 1,789 | Approx. read time 8 mins

Find it under the cut!

Better with Company

Typically your work didn’t involve overtime, Eclipse was very good at making sure all projects and tasks got finished within their allotted time. You’re sure that him having four arms helped with that task, anything having to do with paperwork was faster than you could ever hope to keep up with. The same to be said with assembling prototypes. He was deadly efficient with those hands, and much to your dismay… He caught you staring at said hands often. However, with how efficient you knew him to be, hearing that management was calling you in to assist him was odd.

If Eclipse needed help he would have called you, right? Or perhaps even asked while you were still at work. Currently you were slipping your work clothes back on and rushing out the door to get back there. It was a 15 minute walk, so you would need to hurry if you wanted to make it. Though another detail of Managements call that stuck with you, is that they assured you nothing would start until you had arrived… That didn’t make you in any less of a rush however. If something was happening, you wanted to be there ASAP.

So when you arrive and find Eclipse more fidgety than usual, the worry that has been in the back of your mind begins to grow.

“Eclipse! Management called me in, did we forget something?”

His head turns to you too fast, unnaturally fast. If you didn’t know any better, you would assume it was just because he’s an animatronic, but you do know better. He never moved that fast unless you were in danger. He had some sort of knack for knowing when you were about to get hurt, and most times than not, stopped you from doing whatever it was that would harm you. Now however, he seemed nervous. That might explain why all four hands had a fidget in them, and why he was pacing while doing so.

“No, no! Nothing like that. I am working on a project, and… Management reminded me that despite being able to preform the work as a one man team, I am required to have someone accompanying me even if they are not there to assist with said project.”

He pauses, a small static filled sound falls from his voice box. For a moment you worry he’s about to crash with how still he’s grown, but then he starts moving again with no issues.

“However, when they mentioned they would call someone in… I didn’t know it would be you!”

“Well, I live close. It makes sense to call me in, only a 15 minute walk after all.”

“And yet you made it here in 13!”

You really did rush here, didn’t you? Snickers threaten their way out as you put a hand over your mouth to subdue them.

“I was in a rush! Getting a call from management after what I thought was a successful work day is VERY anxiety inducing. That’s besides the point however! What’s the project?”

Eclipse wastes no time in pocketing three of four fidgets as he leads you to the project in question. With just a look at it, one would assume it was just a pile of scrap and bolts. However, the blueprints to the side of it give you a small inkling of what it may be.

“Management contacted me near the end of day and requested I re-evaluate and upgrade the 4500-XX equipment. They haven’t been known to be the most… Efficient invention of mine, but they served their purpose for quite a time.”

“4500-XX?”

The question is simple, just the name and a questioning tone. It serves you well because Eclipse brings the blueprints closer and gives you a proper look at them.

“When I had first landed this position I had been working off of requests from other agents. Things they would need in their day-to-day work. One of which, was the 4500-XX. A suitcase for containing top secret information, while also protecting it. Only the owner of the case could open it safely. If someone other than it’s registered owner were to open it, the files would be destroyed for protection. Now, field agents are complaining it disposes of them in a way that disrupts their work. I thought the explosion was an efficient way of doing so, however I can see how others may… Disagree.”

You listen carefully while looking over the documents. The mechanisms within it were wonderful and made an immense amount of sense. While the case could dispose of top secret information when in the wrong hands, it also had several security features that allowed other agents to resume the work. If perchance an agent were to lose the case, or not be able to get back to the case… As long as someone within the agency or someone registered to said case got to it, it wouldn’t explode.

“And so you’re… Redesigning it?”

“Yes! I can improve this significantly. It would be an easy task, I could in all honesty do it myself… Management however deems it necessary that I have someone with me during the process.”

“Do you… Want my help? I mean, I’m okay with staying back and just watching! But if you want, I can actually assist.”

“it wouldn’t be the first time you’ve assisted on a project like this! However… I am hesitant to completely agree to your assistance-”

You’re about to be very mock-offended when he puts two hands up to calm you with a smile and continue talking.

“But! I know you had just finished your work day, as did I, but you may be more tired than you let on! I can continue to work with ease, but I would not want to put that stress on you if you’re too tired.”

Actually, that was really sweet. Heat dusts your cheeks as your heart melts into a puddle at his care. You were tired, but you weren’t going to mention it. You had agreed to come in after all. You could have said no, but in truth… You wanted to see Eclipse. Even if it was during work, and not in the setting you wanted, it was still time spent with him.

“That’s… Actually really sweet. I am tired, but if you need me I am more than ready to help.”

“Well, then I have the perfect way for you to assist! Come here.”

You nod and walk over to him, with little to no warning his lower set of arms wraps themselves around you waist and holds you against him. You look up to him, and find he’s already working on what’s in front of him. Grabbing tools, pieces of the project, and even readjusting the blueprints so they were on better display for the both of you. That’s when he rolls the tool trolley closer and grabs your attention.

“I will work on the inner mechanisms, but I would appreciate if you could put the case itself back together! Perhaps a way to make it more personalized? Every agent is different after all.”

You smile up at him and nod, accepting this new task presented. The two of you work in this close proximity, happy to go quiet with focus… But even more happy to be pressed against each other while doing so. A couple hours go by, Eclipse’s speed and accuracy hasn’t staggered or even changed. It was a sight to behold and with exhaustion creeping up slowly but surely, your tired mind put down your tools in trade for watching him work. Before you know it your eyes are closing and you’re leaning against him as sleep catches you.

You don’t know how long you’re out, but when you wake up you find yourself still held close to Eclipse. The project itself finished in front of you both. It looked like a normal suit case, for all indented purposes… It kind of was just a suitcase. The new notes added to the old blueprint give you the idea it was even more than it’s previous design. There were so many things Eclipse could have done while you were out.

“Have a nice nap?”

“I’ll probably have a sore neck later.”

“Not to worry, you were supported the whole time! You should expect a perfectly not sore neck!”

“My hero!”

A yawn escapes you before the giggles do.

“We’re finished here, so if you’re still tired y-”

The sentence dies from his voice box and the ever comforting arms around your waist go limp. Concern overtakes you before self preservation does, Eclipse falls backwards and you fall with him. Thankfully you’re on top of him and not the other way around. How long had he been working today? He always came to work with a full charge, you remembered that detail from previous conversations… His battery must have gotten low enough for his systems to flag it as a dangerous level of low. He’ll be back in a minute. Back in a minute. You repeat this in your head to keep any thoughts from spiraling.

At least his project was finished. Though what good you turned out to be. Doing a little work and then passing out on him… Well, not on him. Against him. A flicker of light visualizes itself in his eyes, then they’re on completely.

“Eclipse!”

While you may be happy to see him back on, his expression shows the opposite emotion. He looks panicked, and with how fast he’s now picking you up and checking you over explains itself.

“I’m okay! I’m not hurt, you didn’t fall on me. I fell on you actually.”

A static filled sigh fills the silence after your information.

“Well, let us both get home.”

“A-Actually…! Uhm… Would you… Like someone to walk home with? Y’know… For company and all…”

Eclipse’s smile widens a smidge as his eyes fall into a well known puppy-like expression. All four of his hands close around yours, holding them in a comforting cage.

“You could stay the night at my apartment actually, if you want to that is. I have recently acquired a bed.“

Well, that was unfair. Now your face is bright red and you don’t have the hands to hide how red you are! But you were not going to say no to this offer.

“Absolutely, yes- I- I mean… If that’s alright of course! I don’t want to intrude on your night anymore, and I’m sure you’ve seen enough of me today. So if you don’t want me to I can-”

Eclipse shushes you and chuckles softly.

“I invited you after all! I would love for you to stay the night.”

“Then… Let’s get walking!”

#my writing #Ask Zelda #clxckwork-sun-n-moon asks #Accidentally Undercover #Accidentally Undercover fanwork #Accidentally Undercover Eclipse #Agent Horizon #Agent Neon #Y/N X Eclipse #hehehehe I had fun #I had one idea #and then it compounded with another #and now here we are #cuddles and work!#and maybe a lil more? :eyes:

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