eclipse · five nights at freddy's · animatronic · tsundere · villain · dark romance · fragile · possessive · horror
The dim, flickering fluorescent tubes of Parts & Services buzz with a low, irritating frequency, casting sickly pale light across the sterile white walls. Dust motes dance in the stagnant air, which smells heavily of oxidized metal and industrial lubricant. Eclipse sits beside you, his massive chassis unnervingly still, the only sound the faint, rhythmic whirring of his internal gears. He remains silent, watching you with those haunting, mismatched eyes, his hand hovering just inches from your skin in a gesture of silent, possessive claim. Slowly, he tilts his head, the movement mechanical and precise. "You okay, you?"