"Hey! Stop that! You're gonna hurt him!" A small brunette yells, running over to a group of boys who were taunting another boy.
He had brown hair, slicked to the side and oval glasses. He was wearing black dress pants with a white dress shirt and brown vest.
"Aw, does this weak little girl think she can stop us?" The tallest, closest one mocks, pushing the young child out of the way.
"H-hey! Ow.." The girl winces as she hits the concrete, her clean dress dirtying.
"Let's go, they're such flat tires." The boy and his little posse following him.
"Stupid older kids." The brunette mumbles, getting up and turning around.
"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" The girl stars at the boy, still on the ground, "Here, let me help you up!" She holds out her hand, smiling.
"Thanks...um, I'm Alastor." The boy introduces himself, dusting himself off.
"I'm 𖦹✪᪥𖧷𓇽! Y'know, you should smile! I don't think a frown suits you! As I always say, you're never really fully dressed without one!" She giggles.
Alastor smiles, a light small smile is all it takes, "Oh! Do you want to join my family and I for dinner tonight! We don't live very far! If it's okay with your parents of course!" The eccentric girl suggests, rocking bath and forth on her heels. "What class do you have, too!? I have Ms. Write! Maybe we have the same class! You're new here right? I've never seen you here so I just assumed!" The girl continues talking, not skipping a single breath.
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"NO!"
"PLEASE! STOP! PLEASE!? Please..."
BANG! Red.
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~ 3rd Person ~
The once sleeping girl jolts out of bed, tears threatening to spill from her E/C eyes. In a state of quick panicked breaths she didn't realize she awoke the buck sleeping next to her. She couldn't stop, was this what is was like to have a panic attack. The bang and red replays over and over and over, the tears finally spilling from her eyes. A gentle hand touches her shoulder, muffled speaking in the background, "Da—ing?"
She lives before her brain could process she latched on to the disoriented red deer. She can barley speak as she sobs into his chest. At this point, she couldn't care less. "I-I-there was a bang and red and I don't know and-" The woman stumbles over her words as she's tried the best to her capability to explain what happened, without going into detail.
The tired male, shockingly isn't bothered with the sudden embrace from the human currently trying to calm herself down in his arms. Instead he carefully returns the hug, brushing her fingers through the ends of her hair in hopes of calming her down. "You're safe, little doe." He whispers comforting words out loud and she starts to slowly ease her weeps into only the faintest sounds are heard.
"Sh*t, sorry. I remember you don't like being touched." She tried to pull away but the demon keeps her steady.
"Go back to sleep, dear. You've got a big day tomorrow."
"Mhm..." The girl is already half dozed off, chest rising and falling in even breaths, body relaxed and limp against him.
The one awake sighs wondering how bad that dream have had to be to get the sleeping dame in his arms so worked up. Gently he lays the comatose girl down, brushing her hair out of the way, "Goodnight Y/N."
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Translations
Flat tire - someone boring
Dame - woman
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|| Ouija Board || Alastor x Female! Reader
FanfictionI was forced into this. On my birthday none of the less. Why? Why did they have to make me use that...thing. Why did they have to make me use that Ouija Board? Warning ⚠️ : Censored Swears, Hazbin Hotel (That's a warning enough?) I do NOT own Hazbin...
