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OC #2 : Reese Andrews

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-born in a simple family and wealth Resse had grown to have the same interest as her father. Severely so even. When she was younger she would make little things that would waddle around and make little sounds just for fun, just to keep herself entertained and focused away from slowly dying love her parents had for eachother.

- A little brother. At the age of 3 Reese's little brother was born. She was elated to no longer be alone, but she knew the real reason for his birth.

- Her parents thought the prospects of another baby would fix things. Rekindle a dying flame. They would give them a chance to restart what they couldn't with Reese. A hurtful realization for the girl but a true one nonetheless.

- Reese was spoiled, very spoiled. Most of their saved wealth from their old faz-life went to her when she planned and birthed and because of all the things she had, a personal babysitter, all the toys she could ever want she didnt really need a connection towards her parents.

- Obviously at the time it seemed like a perfect idea. The two adults wanted to still indulge in their personal hobbies and pressure a career without dealing with a the burdens of a child upon them; while still saying they had a child to work and do what their doing all of this for. This led Reese to become very self efficient at the age of 3, due to her increasingly amazing intelligence there wasnt much adults could do for her. She raised herself and her brother all on her own free will, the only thing her babysitter was good for was physical protection when the parents were gone and out their lavish house. However, they took would be inefficient and discarded.

- Still very self aware and smart at age three; Reese and her mother's relationship started to decline faster and faster as the days went on. Ms. Andrews stated to loose herself for an abundant amount of reasons. But none can compare to the blame she pins on her own daughter. A blame that Reese could never truly understand till this day. One Ms. Andrews lost her job and became a stay at home mother (Mr. Andrews now working as a drive around technician.) And her little pick-me-up hobby stopped giving her joy she turned to substances that made her more aggressive more violent and more dependent than ever on her baby boys affection.

- Reese got the blunt force of all the violence and hate. For reasons that were explained to her but she just couldn't understand. She could understand however that her mother was starting to loose it, and as a result for feeling more like a mother to her brother than her own ever could, she did everything in her power to keep her mother and baby brother seperated. Albeit only months old, waddling around and babbling to try and talk, her little brother was also gifted with an incredible increase of intelligence. As his big sister would help him, he would do anything to help her.

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- Every day in that house when their father was gone was like a warzone. Having to tiptoe around and do things ultra silent to not awake the monster that roamed the halls alongside them. Reese, understanding just how much more complicated life would get if her father found out about the abuse kept silent about it for a whole year.

- That was until one day Mr. Andres came home to a horrifying scene before him revolving around his four years old daughter, one years old son and his livid to beyond control wife.

- That did it. That was the last straw, the cut that broke the thread. He threw her out the house and kept the kids safe in a closet as he waited for the police to arrive and once they did Reese quickly explained everything to the shocked officer before her father could be falsely accused by the woman's deception. She was taken away, trials would be held for her crimes as well as a legal divorce.

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- She tried to still combat for custody but there was no point she would never be able to see her kids again, and spiraling into a madness that only grew since the miscarriage, she lost it.

- Staying at home now, having to let go of his job, only barely getting by money wise through small government checks and stamps, Mr. Andrews became a stay at home dad to take care of his son before he start school like his sister. Every day she wasn't home he would take his son with him to the garage where his gift to them resided and as his son watched on in awe at his father work away on this gift he put his blood sweat tears and all emotions he's ever felt into the creation of this thing. Especially the love he has for his strong minded and strong willed children.

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- Money became extremely tight now, tight to a degree where Mr. Andrews had to sadly ask his daughter to try and see if she can do chores at others houses for some spare change. Cut some grass, shovel snow in the winter, walk the dog, clean the house when their gone. She agreed and got right to it, helping then some but it wasn't enough,

- At 6 years old the lavish house Reese had grown up in had soon been taken from her family and they were briefly homeless for a couple of nights. That was until, a house listing came around to Mr. Andrews that he just couldn't simply turn down. It was big, it was grand, but it was decrepit and breaking apart at the seams. For only 100 dollars this almost entirely boarded up house could be the Andrews. Not 100 dollars to rent, 100 dollars to buy.

- There was a catch though. The reason Mr. Andrews was able to find this house was becuase of an old work friend he tried to seperate his life from. Henry Emily. He found the Andrews after some digging and they came across his radar after the trial for Mrs. Andrews went public as well as the announcement of her self inflicted death behind bars.

- He approached mr. Address with a propersition that would not only return the Andrews back to their wealth and glory but also give him a job and support his kids. He told his old work partner that he remembered the amazing intelligence and engineering that Andrews possessed and asked for his help in a final attempt to make Freddy's known again. He hesitantingly accepted, with only one exception. If Henry tells him, everything the whole story and why he needed to be apart of it, and to promise that his family would be out of it for good from this point on.

- Henery agreed and explained himself. Explained the story of the Afton's, explained why he needed to do this, explained why Andrews was needed for him to finish the job. Henry was a genius, an impeccable one at that. But there was no way in hell he would be able to do this alone. He needed help from someone he knew he could rely on, someone still young enough to create new things and appeal to the mondern audiences fast. Someone who he can give the motivations to create new versions of the animatronics they both used to love with all their heart. As well as somone to help him make a certain gaggle of animatronics and souls a perfect coffin.

- Once finally caught up on all the mess, Andrews could get behind the need to end it all. So help he did with the creation of the newly rebranded Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A prison made for the wicked. A prison ment to lure and trap and end the walks of the beings that should have ended long ago.

- he helped by designing building and creating the Rockstar Animatronics beside Henry, using their newly hired manager and tester Mike along with Andrews own children to see if they would appeal to all ages, this was Reese and her little brother now 8 years old's first experience with the Fazbear name.

- as her father went in every day for his shift, his specific job being the same as it always was, keeping the animatronics and the entertainment fun, clean and safe, Reese on certain days had no other choice but to take her and her brother to this playground after school. The job wasn't that far from home, a single taxi drive took ten to twenty minutes; and that's with no traffic. But despite that, Reese and her little brother loved this place. It was nostalgic it was joyful, all the other kids and young parents who knew of the companies history but still had fond memories of their childhood wanted their children to experience it too.

- Here is were Reese met her first ever friend, Conner. Conner McAdder.  Mr. McAdder was Reese's father's co worker; a security guard. One of the only two that inhabited the whole place. He and Andrews have known each other since the renovated Pizzeria and the Toy animatronics were made. They worked alongside each other then and they were happy to see familiar faces now.

- when their children all got along pretty well, McAdder opened up the idea of leaving the youngest with his oldest when Reese and Mr. Andrews weren't home. McAdder had three kids, Conner was his middle child and his eldest had a little babysitting gig he operated after school hours. Andrews was reluctant but passive to the idea. Albeit he was a tad worried at times that Reese promptly denied the offer to stay home and instead be with him. Despite her father's odd resilience against it, she didn't let that deter her from watching him take care of the animatronics and machines here, as well as have a good time after school with Conner everyday.

- Conner stayed with his father after school because he wanted to learn from him. Be a security guard himself one day. Reese decided to copy and sty to learn from her father. Maybe with her inherited talent and brains she'll.be able to make a stable living in the future too.

- but then, the chases happened. While being around her father and experiencing the pizziera he appeared. Who is he, well Reese never knew. But it was this weirdo that worked there, another security guard who took over McAdder's shifts when he didn't show and who also had the afternoon till night in tandem with Mr. McAdder. He would stalk and chase Reese and Conner every night. Scarring the two horribly. He had this horrible grin and this creepy call and bribes he tried to use to get them to come out, but they didn't trust him. He was weird. The kids could tell that he wanted to hurt them.

- he'd chase them all the way to pirates cove every night but once the kids got to the safe haven that was the back of the sidestage, the creepy man would stop and turn back. Because they had protection on the form of Rockstar Foxy.

-Rockstar Foxy and the other Rockstar Animatronics were made down to the code by Henry and Andrews, Henry had one feature added the same criminal database function the toy animatronics had. But Andrews added another that would completely change the way the Fazbear Animatronics would be made forever.

- A full database of files made for every single worker, customer, and animatronic in the facility filled with governmental levels of details. As well as multiple studies of body language, emotions, and feelings. Andrews added this so that Henery little criminal database would be not only successful but also make the harmless Rockstar Animatronics the perfect ultra security. The Animatronics would be able to spot not only a predator and possible threat but the also spot the mannerisms of someone who is lying, who is in distress, wjo is telling the truth. Understand the emotions of a child from a grown ups perspective. Being able to protect and care for the children whenever parents turned a blind eye for even a second.

- this made Reese and Conner very comfortable with the Rockstar Animatronics. Not with any of the others they had stored in the back limply laying there collecting dust. The rockstar would play with the children and then, they would make them feel seen and safe. Especially Foxy. He was again as always shoved to the side stage as the other three had the main, but when they weren't doing their huge performance for the afternoon and the night; the new pirates cover would always be sadly empty.

- When Rockstar Foxy got the chance to protect Reese and Conner the first time, scarring off the perpetrator in the shadows the robot expected the children to leave him be. But instead they stayed until their fathers found them to take them home. They stayed and played, sang songs, and danced together. Reese made another friend and for some reason even though she knew it was programed this way and the love and care wasn't real, it felt real to her.

- It wasn't long, only a few months in till her and her father stopped showing up to work. Same with Conner and his father and the rest of the employees. Reese asked her father what happened but he didn't give an answer she was hoping for. She asked if the animatronics that were there that she liked, if the Rockstars would be okay? He told her he didn't know. But also told her to believe what she wanted.

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- Soon the house they lived in that was once broken down and ruined was now referbushed and fresh. Thanks to her father's job there and for doing the one thing Andrews thought he'd never do. He sold the parts and blueprints of his gift to his kids away to Henery for a little extra cash. Fully aware that his gift and all it's schematics and blueprints, only built up to an endo skeleton would be burnt to a crisp like his former boss.

- As the years passed the Andrews were shocked and surprised to still see the Fazbear Animatronics be used but now themed and customized for certain events and things. Whoever was capitalizing on this wasn't subtle about them wanting money for something bigger. When Reese turned 9 Reese, her little brother; now 6 years old, and her father were stunned and amazed to see and to hear about the Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza Plex.

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- she was enamoured at the idea, at first.  She kinda wanted to work there in the future, just to get some extra cash, even though her family was still loaded thanks to her father making a sacrifice she didn't ask for, it would be some good life experience. Then she started to hear rumors about kids going missing. A new killer on the loose. But those were just rumors, right? Plus they all said they were happening nearby the Plex not exactly at the place. Was she really.gomna believe that? Nah it's just speculation.

- at 11 Reese started to make some pretty odd choices. The mind of a preteen and all making stupid choices for stupid reasons.

- one of those reasons wasn't that stupid. Sure her family was loaded, but they weren't "rich" just high class. Not enough to pay for her little brothers hospital bills when he was attacked one night by a random figure. Reese shoo'ed the attacker away and her father called the cops but her little brother, now 8 was injured. Not severely but lingers of the attack would stay with him. It wouldn't have happened if Reese wasn't so emotional.

- in the midst of her making this money, selling contraband to other teens and young adults illegally she got into a confrontation once that was really bad, almost dying in the process the adult only took her finger instead. Her right pinky. That's when her father found out, she couldn't hide a lost finger forever and all the money she made from the effort, were still used for her brother but since she made so much she used it for herself as well. Getting an almost unrecognizable prosthetic pinky as a result.

- She found out last year about the deal her father made to Henry, selling the gift he promised her all those years ago for profit. Andrews found out she knew about that same day of confrontation too and all drama exploded when Reese in a fit of anger and wanting to be alone left her brother out on the front lawn by himself to play with some friends in the dark while her father worked his at home desk job; Back at accounting, too busy to watch him himself.

- Since they didn't have enough money to pay for his bills off rip, they had to do it in chunks. Reese was looking for any opportunity to make more money to help out, and sadly ran into some thugs at her school who would gladly use her and pay her for her effort.

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- She was grounded this entire year. Unable to hang out with Conner who she's gotten even closer with, or do anything of the sort other than go to school and come right back home.

- Nothing really big happened when she was twelve,

- Is what she would tell people she didn't know well

- When her father was gone to his jobs company building for meetings or to discuss things with his accounting job and her little brother was over McAdders to play with friends from school and Conner little sister as that was the only place he was allowed to go to from now on, Reese would be left home alone from time to time.

- While being alone she always felt like something or someone was watching her.

- Watching her deeply. Closely. She didn't like this and one day she decided to trick this unknown pair of eyes just to see if she was loosing her mind or if she was really be watched from the shadow outside her home. Unexpected she caught this stalker starring at her through her bedroom window once and watched as this freak disappeared into the bushes snd then gone from sight. She told this information to her father but he didn't believe her, thinking she was just making things up to try and leave the house again.

- She swore up and down but he just wouldn't believe her.

- Her little brother did though when she gave the description to her dad, he told Reese that the man that attacked him looked like her stalker, and that when he was attacking her he heard the man demanding he tells where Reese was. That left her and her family now with a mystery on thier hands.

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- Now free from the punishment. Reese was looking for work to keep herself busy, Conner had recently gotten a job which lrft her more alone again than before. And yes althought their family was still high class economically, she wanted to help keep them floating above the surface of water.

- looking for anything tame, she found an ad on the internet once for the Pizza Plex. A simple "we're hiring" internet ad. She clicked it expecting it to be hidden malware or something but it took her to the Internet page of the mall. She looked through the options to choose from. To waitress, to cleaning staff, to day guards, to ticket vendors, there were so many options. Until she came across one that caught her eye.

- To become a daycare assistant.

[adventhero-blog1]

[safer seph voice] there, cloud. good boy.

unfortunate encounter || @adventson

    he’d gathered the pieces up;  with another’s AID, found himself once more. at least, for the most part. it’s true, that maybe not everything aligns just yet. he’s sure now ——  that he is cloud, but still … why is it that  ( being here;  face to face )   ELICITS  such indescribable unease ?  somehow, cloud feels as though dwelling on such things will prove troublesome, & so he sets his attention back upon the  ( massive; unholy )  creature before him.

    ——  wavers, but only for a moment. the battle ensues,  &  he’s wordlessly thankful that he chose not to come down here on his lonesome, after all. though he  IS  strong, their strength is  ( undoubtedly )  greater in numbers.  a flurry of clashes, crack of knuckles,  &  heaviness of breath;  they must be getting somewhere, right ?  cloud isn’t sure if it’s only him starting to feel HEAVY.  like he’s weighed down by something. growing fatigued, maybe.

    except, that’s  NOT  entirely true. he’d fought so hard up until this point, so why now ?  now that every move he makes could be fundamentally important —— towards the fate of gaia itself. something lingers;  familiar,  & unpleasant.  ( doubt, he considers;  it wracks his heart and  FESTERS  deep inside. )  he’s damaged, but aren’t they all ?  his own weakness has been exploited, more times than he can count … but things are different now.

    ( —— there, cloud. good boy. )

    his body grows weary, & mind HAZY. not entirely, but enough ——  for him to consider that something is truly wrong;  that maybe, things aren’t as different as he’d have liked to believe. his head inclines, and hand rises only to cradle his head. the voice which calls to him;  PRAISES him, is also familiar. though he expects his moment of weakness will offer sephiroth  ( —or what’s left of him )  an opportune moment to attack … nothing;  just silence. 

    … steadily;  trembling, his head rises. his allies, struck down ——  &  his sword stained, glistening  ( crimson. the colour so familiar to him )  and it can’t be real, is his first thought. it’s a nightmare;  a bad DREAM,  and any moment now he’ll wake. he knows who he is.  ( cloud strife;  jenova’s cells, sephiroth’s strong will and his own weakness are what created him ) —— right ?  his memories are real, & he isn’t a puppet. so then why now …

    with an unfiltered clatter, his sword FALLS down, and onto the crater floor. with meteor steadily drawing closer, the planet’s cries only continue to grow louder, louder …  &  louder still, perhaps——  is his own silence. volatile;  dangerous. was he always destined to be this way ?  too weak to fight the PULL.  the one that led him here, and now …  “ what have i … ”  briefly, he recalls something similar;  a flower girl, & his inability to move. to stop …

    ——  it isn’t him, he tries to reason.  ( sephiroth. it’s all sephiroth … or her. was it her ? )  but no matter who is to blame, the action cannot be  UNDONE;  a life cannot be returned, once taken. they’d told him to face up to it. made him believe he was capable. the hero of the story. what sort of hero gives rise to such tragedy ?  disgust wells in his abdomen. his own weakness … that’s it, isn’t it ?  it’s because he’s WEAK.  no better than back …

    in nibelheim, cloud recalls. he was young, insecure  &  impressionable. weakness is what had inspired him, to begin with;  brought upon his desire to become strong.  ( to be just like sephiroth )  —— IRONIC, he thinks. now, he’s gone and defied the very point of all that he stood for. caught between two defining, fundamental desires. to be noticed; understood,  &  to protect those that he LOVES.  what else remains for him now ?  perhaps it’s him;

    he should be the one to burn in the flames. but still, the voice in his head  ( & the cells in his body )  whisper … not yet. her voice doesn’t inspire hope, but terror. fleetingly, he considers —— does SEPHIROTH hear her, too ?  cloud’s gaze  ( stern, but wavering;  even now a war wages inside of him )  rises, & he’s on his knees;  pleading, almost. praying, to a false god. but even he knows  NOT  what for. his will tells him to move. to fight ——

    … but he can’t. perhaps it was fated, after all;  that just as he would  DELIVER  destruction unto the world, he would be forced to bear witness to it.  ( alone, except … )  divinity is his only company;  a poor excuse. less man than monster,  &  with that knowledge lies a gruesome, TWISTED empathy. is it not tragically ironic, that he was destined to watch the world burn;  himself, and his childhood hero to blame ?  loved ones rendered inanimate …

    —— resigned to despair, guilt & loathing … otherwise, an empty shell. ( a puppet ) where else would he go ?

[vuhtterlly]

Overwhelmed

Who: Geto Suguru x GN! Reader

Warnings: Comfort. Slightly reckless driving. Light angst? Grammatical Errors. A tiny, tiny, TINY spoiler.

A/N: This is inspired by true events. Unloading is not easy, and we get so wrapped up trying to ignore that it's okay to be vulnerable. It's okay to cry when you don't know the reason and seek comfort from the person you trust the most.

Summary: You have to be fine, not for everyone's sake but for yourself. So, why after tonight's event, you find yourself crying and conflicted to call for help. Though someone notices your behavior and does not hesitate to be there for you.

Muffled voices surrounded you, but strangely enough, you can hear what they are saying. You laugh when everyone does, you answer when someone asks you things, but behind that smile, you were lost. It was like if your body was on autopilot.

You look at your watch, and it was getting late. "I'm sure everyone still wants to hear how great you are, but we have students to teach early tomorrow," you got up from your seat.

"Oh, come on, Y/N! Don't be a party pooper. I'm sure we can still hang a couple more minutes," Gojo pleaded.

You shook your head and gave an apologetic smile to the waitress who has been waiting to clean the table.

"They're right, Gojo. Can't you see it's time to close! Plus, we see each other every day." The black hair man scolded the pouting white-haired man.

Gojo pouted and got up, "You three go ahead. I'll pay for our meal."

Shoko was already walking ahead and pulling out her smokes. Geto walked a bit further but noticed how you were walking slow and looking at your surroundings. It was as if you were trying to distract yourself.

He opened the door and hold it for you.

"Hey, are you okay?" He stood next to you as you took your keys out of your pocket.

You scrunched your eyebrows, "Yeah, why wouldn't I be."

He shrugged, "Just asking." Though he knew that you were lying but didn't push anymore.

The four of you came in separate cars, but Gojo and Geto came together.

"Ah! I guess he's up to his antics again," You pointed at the window.

Shoko and Geto looked in your pointed direction. They see Gojo flirting with the young waitress. The three of you sigh, and Shoko decided to go back in to drag Gojo away from the poor woman.

You yawned and stretch out your limbs.

Geto chuckled, "I guess you should head out before you fall asleep here."

You hummed in agreement.

"Come on. I'll walk you to your car." He nodded towards where your car is parked.

As the two of you were walking, you were questioning if you should ask him if he wants to go with you, but your automated brain wasn't letting you.

Geto could have asked you if he could go with you, but he knew that something was going on with you, and you needed some space. Though that didn't stop him from worrying.

You got in your car. Before Geto closed the door for you, he stared at you.

"Umm, Sugu?" You asked nervously. Squirming at his intense gaze.

He shook his head, "Sorry! Are you sure you able to drive? I know you struggle driving at night." He wanted to stall, anything to be by your side.

You gave a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine! The campus is close by. I can make it! Besides, you have me in find friends. So, if anything, just look where I am at."

That's the thing he doesn't want to resort to that. He wants to believe that you'll be fine, but his gut is warning him that he should be with you.

He nodded, agreeing with your last statement, "Please drive safe then. Text me once you're close by."

He lets you close the door, his eyes not leaving your car as it drives away.

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A shaky breath leaves your trembling lips, and in a millisecond, a sob came afterward.

You were driving to an intersection, and it's your turn to make a stop. You were about to make a left, but your head wasn't letting you think straight. You were so caught up sobbing that you didn't properly look at both sides and almost hit a car.

"Clear your head, Y/N. You can't drive like this. Clear. Your. Head." You took a couple of deep breaths. Once the road was clear, you made the left turn, but you started to sob again. Your "Clear Mind" mantra was working-ish, but the tears weren't stopping.

Stopping at a traffic light, you started to rant, "You we-were never in m-my life, and you have the au-audacity to talk shit about m-me?! W-who do y-you t-think you are to say...to say th-that I've never done any-anything to p-prove that I can l-lead the c-clan. T-that I'm not smart en-enough to lead. I'm a t-teacher for fuck sakes!!!"

Your eyes glance at the light. The traffic light taking its time to turn green.

"Uncle, y-you are in-in no position to-to say that-that I'm n-not worthy of the title. B-because I am w-worthy!!!! I-I don't have sons w-who kno-knocked up and ha-have di-different baby mommas!!!! Plus, I ca-can destroy your weak ass sons!!!"

You reach to turn up the music. The back of your head wanted to deny this action, telling you that you need to let everything out. Though you just wanted to block your thoughts.

When your sibling found out about it and told you, it didn't hit like right now. In fact, you laughed and said that your uncle's sons didn't have anything compared to you. The elders in your clan already confirm that you were next in line to lead your clan. So, why is something like what your uncle said affecting you?

Shouldn't you be crying over your work? That there were innocent people you couldn't save, and their families blame you.

From taking your students to missions, making sure they survived, making sure the elders didn't touch one of Gojo's students, preparing to become the new clan leader, training to perfect your domain expansion, to go on solo missions. It was an endless cycle, but why are you crying for a small comment?

Could it be that you're just overwhelmed? That this is your body trying to unload?

Your thoughts were all over the place, and the music wasn't helping. The light turned green, but soon the road lights were fading, making it harder for you to drive.

"I can't drive like this," You let out a shaky breath. "What s-should I do?" You hiccupped.

You slowly pulled to the side of the road and parked your car. When you thought you had calm down, another wave of sobs burst out of your lips. Before you know it, you screamed, and punch the steering wheel trying to let go of your frustrations.

Minutes turned to an hour, and you were dozing off. Would it be a bad idea to sleep on the road for the night? Then again, you'll have to explain to Suguru why you haven't come home yet.

You didn't want to bother anyone, especially at this hour. You've learned that dealing with these emotions was best because who could understand you better than yourself?

Although...

You have friends who trust you with their vulnerability, but do you trust them with yours?

What's the point of having friends if you can't be real with them?

Aren't you the type of person friends come for comfort?

For once, don't you want someone to comfort you?

Lowering the music volume. Your phone was in your hand, and unconsciously you dial Geto. Biting your lip, you immediately cancel the call. You feared what he'll think or that he can't be there for you.

The ring from your phone startled you, he called you back.

You cleared your throat and swallowed a chunk of saliva. Hoping he wouldn't notice your broken voice.

"Hello?"

"Unlock your door." That was all he said before he hanged up.

You looked around your surroundings and saw a dark outline of a car parked behind you. A figure walked towards your door, and thanks to the moonlight, you were able to see that it was Suguru.

When he opened the door, your lips quivered, and another wave of tears streams down your cheeks.

"S-Sugu I-" You wanted to ask how or why, but he didn't give you a chance.

He leans towards you and unbuckles your seatbelt.

"I going to pick you up and put you in the back, okay?" His face was inches from yours.

You nodded and hiccupped.

He leaves for a second to open the back door and comes back, picking you up gently.

After he places you gently on the back seat, a voice comes from the direction of the other car.

"Are they alright?!" they yelled, worry hidden in their voice.

Geto pulls back and wipes some of your tears away, "I'll be back."

You didn't want him to leave; his warmth made you feel safe.

It felt like an eternity for Suguru to come back, but then you saw the headlights from the other car turned on and drove off.

You hiccupped, and the tears never seemed to end.

"Sorry if I took long. Mind if you scoot over." He said softly.

Your mind was back to autopilot and did what was commanded.

The two of you sat there uncomfortable. Geto did not know if it's okay to pull you into a hug, but he decided to do it. He makes you sit on his thighs, chest against chest, and he then pushes your face towards his neck. One arm is wrapped around your waist, while the other one is rubbing your back.

"It's okay to cry. But for once, let me hold you and soothe your raging thoughts, just like you've done for me. Let me be your shoulder for you to cry on, trust me with your vulnerability," he pleaded and hold you tighter.

You wanted to push him away, but instead, your hands reached to grip his shirt. You gritted your teeth and let out another sob. Suguru didn't stop rubbing your back and kept giving soothing words.

This craving that was starting to build, you didn't want it to end. You never thought that being wrapped in someone's arm can be so warm and slightly refreshing.

"Whenever you feel ready to talk, I'll be here with you. It doesn't matter if it's something small or silly; your feelings are important. Don't think that I'll judge you because I won't," he reassured you.

It took you a while to gain some of your composure back, but you manage to regain some strength. A shaky breath left your lips, and you pull back from his warmth. His hand reaches your cheeks and wipes away your tears. You were able to hold eye contact with him, and his gentle smile makes you feel at ease.

"Sorry for making a-a mess on your sh-shoulder," you reached to pat dry the wetness.

He grabs your hand and intertwines it with his, "It's okay." While the other one is still wiping your rebel tears.

"Umm, I'm-I'm sorry." You mumbled and looked behind him. Finding the passing cars interesting.

He knew why you were apologizing for and clenched his jaw. "There's nothing to be sorry... Look at me."

You hesitated, but he gently grabs your chin and pulls your attention back to him.

"I want to be here with you. For you." He squeezes your hand. "Remember when I was pushing everyone away, but you were able to see through me?"

You nodded.

"I didn't know I needed someone until you came, and you told me that it's okay to feel the way I was feeling. So, what did you do?" He said a bit humorously.

You smiled at the memory.

"You made it your mission to pull me out of that hole."

"I did it because I care," you unknowingly whispered.

He squeezed your hand, "Exactly! And guess what? I care about you too."

That word care, it was still foreign to you. Strange, huh? You care about others but have a hard time believing when others say they care about you. Maybe it was because people have let you down when you needed their comfort. Or chose to ignore your cries for help.

Yet, here's this man giving you warmth and comfort. Something that you have been craving for too long. It was still foreign for you, but your craving wasn't going to deny it.

When his hands cradled your face, your cheeks flared up. This type of intimacy was a bit too much, but you welcomed it. Finally, realizing Suguru is being genuine and not acting.

Tears started to stream down, and you leaned to hug him. The man didn't hesitate to hug back.

"I hope those are happy tears."

BRB I going to go cry now. Ps. I made it home safely.

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TV Show Ask Game - 3, 12, 42

Ty!

3. have you ever quit a show before it finished? why?

Yea! But not that frequently... Like I've seen EVERY ep of glee, spn, bones, castle, tvd/originals, house, true blood, pll, empire, got, suits, nashville, the marvel netflix-verse... I'm not great at quitting shows, especially once I've invested a fair chunk of time in them (so I can be a bit fussy about what I start watching as a result).

I quit watching American gods after the second season cos that season was rubbish, and what behind the scenes stuff I heard about it didnt help its case.

I only ever got a few eps into once upon a time and I found it eye rollingly annoying and just couldn't push through to watch more. Ditto the it crowd...

I've only ever seen the very first ep of American horror story and it was RUBBISH!!!!! everyone said it got better after the pilot but ???!!!??? That was so shit, I couldn't in good conscience put myself through more. (also I'm not a huge horror fan/don't enjoy being scared, & Ryan Murphy has wronged me many a time.)

I had to stop watching chuck! I don't actually remember how far I got but I had a friend who kept telling me I'd like it and I kept trying to push through but I found elements of it v unpleasant, and the retconning annoying, and Sarah and chuck's relationship charmless, and Yvonne's American accent distractingly bad.

I've never seen the final season of roswell/High nor the penultimate season's finale I think, cos the BBC just didn't show it 😂 that one wasn't my fault ha but I think pre downloading era it was harder to commit to shows properly but also we had a much more limited selection! So there are shows like charmed or nip/tuck or desperate housewives or frasier or the l word which I was watching on real teevee as they aired & sorta accidentally quit but also don't have a huge desire to properly watch?

I quit girls pretty early on, largely bc I found the characters en masse SO unlikeable, BUT same friend who tried to convince me to keep watching chuck, convinced me to watch all of girls aaaages later & I do think she was right that it's an easier watch when you're not so close in age to the characters/can just go 'wow yea I hate young ppl' the whole time, BUT I found the tone of it overall & especially the ending SO bleak 🤯

I tried so hard to push through to keep watching 2 broke girls for kat but the laugh track and the lazy set up->offensive joke pipeline broke me

I stopped watching grey's pretty early on. It was already kind of annoying me and then... I feel like christina ricci had a bomb in her butt or something...? Did that happen...? And I was just like nope, this is TOO dumb and melodramatic, I've hit my quota, I can handle no more!!!!

I quit homeland pretty early too, although not as early as I would've liked. The cliffhangery ep endings kept hooking me, but also that in itself pissed me off!!! I don't like it when shows use that to keep you watching.... How about make your long eps actually engaging rather than rely on the last 2 mins to trick me into watching another?! I get VERY burnt out by loads of twists & turns 💤

12. have you ever watched a show just for a specific actor? did you enjoy it?

i watched the pilot ep of animal practice bc i thought i was the kind of person who would watch justin kirk in A N Y T H I N G....................turns out i was wrong!

42. what’s the longest amount of time you’ve ever watched a show in one sitting?

Ooh! so i remember when s4 of arrested development came out, me and a friend were really excited (still not sure why, cos neither of us liked s3 that much, or maybe that WAS why) and we made a plan to watch the whole season together the day it came out. i thiiiiink we did make it the whole way through? although by abt 2/3 of the way we’d achieved extreme grumpiness lol

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Hi darling UvU I love your writing and it always makes my day better ;3; Can I request the paladins reactions after seeing their s/o safe and sound after all the bs happened? My heart couldn't take the last ask T-T

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I am so glad you like my writing. I’m pretty insecure about it since it is harder for my to write in english :,v so I’m glad that at least you guys can enjoy my stuff UvU 

Also warning: Some S6 spoilers

(Versión en español)

SHIRO

The firsttime he sees you is after he woke up from sleeping a bit after coming back tolife.

He doesn’tremember seeing you at the moment with the lions.

When he waslying in his bed he started to wonder where could you be or if you were fine.

He hasproblems walking so slowly he goes where everybody is.

Shironotices that everybody is standing circling somebody.

Betweenhead he could see it was you.

His heartsstopped for a bit. “Y/N!” He shouted and ran to you, but he was too tired andfell on his knees halfway to meet you.

You werethe one who had to run to him and kneeled to looking him to his eyes. “Shiro,what are you doing here? You should be resting.” You reclaimed.

“Hey, I’mfine” He answered with a smile. “It was worthy.”

God, youtruly were happy to see him again. You smiled back at him. “Shiro…” You caressedhis face. “I know you were worried about me but you need to rest else me withmy bare hands I will drag you back to that bed.”

Keith

The firstthing Keith did when seeing you was asking if you were okay.

“Y/N! Whathappened? Where were you? Are you okay? What’s on your face?”

“Easy,Keith. It just hurts a bit.” You tried to calm him down.

Keith’sface was showing how worried he was but his eyes just reflected a sad gaze.

You notedthe scar that was now on his cheek. “Getting in trouble again, Keith?” You  said trying to ease off the moment.

Keith lookedat you straight into your eyes and hugged you tightly.

At firstyou were surprised and tensed your body but eventually you hugged him back.

Since youwere truly hurt you couldn’t hide your pain and complained.

That shockedKeith a little and he stepped back “You really are hurt!”

After that he helped you clean your wounds andtook you to a place where you two could be alone and chat a little; the calmafter the storm.

“Y/N, thanksfor being so strong out there. You know? I wish I could keep you away from allof this but I can’t, that’s why I am thankful that you can handle it.”

“I don’tcare what I have to go trough but I want to be next to you every time, Keith.”You added.

Lance

“Oh my god!Y/N!” Lance’s voice could be heard to the distance.

There youwere lying on the ground while lance was coming for you.

When he hadyou between his arms he lifted you a bit and swept your hair away from yourface.

You werestill breathing but weakly.

Shaking,you opened you eyes and saw Lance’s face light up.

“L-Lance”You could pronounce.

“Here I am,Y/N. You’ll be fine, don’t worry.” He promised and held you tighter.

He carriedyou in his arms bridal style and took you with the rest of the team.

You resteda little bit but he never got away.

You fellasleep resting your head on his thighs, he played with your hair silentlythanking that you were there safe and sound.

When youwoke up Lance pampered you all he could, you couldn’t even move a finger.

While healing,Lance never stops spoiling you.

He actuallybecomes more affectionate.

Thinkingabout how easily he could have lost you still frightens him , he know it can happenany time that’s why he decided there will never be a day when he doesn’t showyou how much you mean to him.

Hunk

“Guys!Guys! Where’s Y/N?!” Hunk asked desperately looking for you.

“Hunk, I amright here.” You said standing behind him touching his shoulder slightly.

Hunk enthusiasticturned to you and hugged you so hard he lifted you on the air.

He cried inhappiness.

“Y/N! Y/N!You are safe!” He kept repeating.

“Yes, Hunk”You answered “I could never leave you alone.”

When he putyou down he gave you the most passionate kiss.

“Y/N, I wasso scared. I didn’t know anything about you and when you didn’t answer I couldjust imagine the worst.”

He didn’tstop crying for like an hour.

Hunk spentthe rest of the day next to you.

Cute handholding.

Yousuggested that maybe you guys should bake something that’s when he explainedwhat happened to the castle.

Maybe youguys couldn’t bake for a while but what you wished the most was feeling safeinto Hunk’s strong arms.

You cuddleand took a nap together.

Hunk couldn’thelp the smile on his face.

Pidge

“Pidge!Pidge! There you are!”

You ran toher and hugged her,

She huggedyou back.

“Are youokay, Pidge?” You asked her in a worried tone while you caressed her hair.

“Yes, Y/N.A bit bruised but that’s it.” She answered.

You helpedher in thing that she could handle by herself; It was your way of compensatingthat she just fucking saved the Universe.

Soft kisseson the cheek once in a while.

Pidge wasrather surprised ‘cause she didn’t even know that you weren’t with the rest ofthe team.

Yet it wascomforting knowing that you were able to stay safe and that, at least for themoment, everything was over.