#How They Met

[spase2axolotl]

How they met :]

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[nanaseo1999]

How goldenboy!rafe and goodgirl!reader meet

At first, she kind of annoyed him.

The girl who says “sorry” when someone bumps into her. Who whispers when she speaks, and fidgets with her sleeves when someone makes eye contact. Who highlights her notes in neat pastel lines, who sits perfectly straight in class, who always raises her hand, and always says thank you.

The kind of girl who wants to be liked.

And Rafe? He spots that kind of thing from a mile away. Girls like her — too sweet, too eager to please — never interested him. He liked the loud ones. The reckless ones. The ones who didn’t care what people thought.

Not the girl who wore bows in her hair and lip balm she reapplied three times before seeing him.

Not the one who blushed when the professor said she did a good job.

So, at first, he noticed her, but that was all.

He noticed the way she bit her lip when she was nervous. The way she shrank in on herself when someone walked by too close. He noticed the way she smiled, even when no one smiled back.

Cute, he thought. But boring.

Until one afternoon, he overheard something that changed everything.

He wasn’t even trying to listen. He just happened to be in the locker room hallway when he caught her voice — soft, shaky, not meant for anyone else to hear.

“If I don’t do everything perfectly… if I let one thing slip, it all falls apart. I don’t want to disappoint anyone.”

She was talking to another girl, not realizing Rafe was around the corner. Her hands clutched her bag, her eyes wide. And something in the way she said it — like she meant it, like she lived it —

hit him like a punch to the chest.

She wasn’t trying to be perfect because it was easy.

She was doing it because if she wasn’t, she felt like she wouldn’t be loved at all.

And suddenly, she wasn’t annoying anymore. She wasn’t boring.

She was someone who kept herself together, down to the bow in her hair, just to feel safe. Someone who said “sorry” not because she was weak, but because she was terrified of being a burden.

Rafe knew that feeling too well.

After that, he couldn’t unsee her. Couldn’t stop looking.

He started talking to her. Teasing her. Calling her princess when she blushed, teacher’s pet when she color-coded her planner. He waited to see how flustered she’d get when he told her she looked cute in pink.

And then one day, when she dropped her pen and apologized for the noise — again — he asked:

“Do you really need to hear that you’re doing a good job? Or do you just need to know you’re enough, even when you’re not trying so hard?”

She froze.

Like no one had ever asked her that before.

That’s the moment he really, fully fell.

Not for the good girl. Not for the soft colors or quiet voice.

But for the girl who tried so hard to be loved without making anyone uncomfortable. The girl who smiled even when it cracked at the edges. The one who whispered “Did I do good?” not because she doubted herself, but because she couldn’t breathe until someone said yes.

He didn’t tell her right away. But he showed it.

He praised her. Gently. Sincerely.

He held her hand when she panicked, and kissed her temple when she said sorry for the fourth time.

And one day, after she helped him with something and looked up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, cheeks flushed, voice barely audible —

“Did I do okay?”

He pulled her close, hand cradling the back of her neck, and said

“You did better than okay, baby. You were perfect.”

[boonalina]

This is how they met, no?

Peachbuds animatic

(Audio from Tarzan)

Characters are from the Monkey King 2009 series. You can watch all 52 episodes on YouTube

[voie-lacte3]

best friend! reader

✩ 17. funniest person alive. (upcoming) senior in highschool. waitress. obsessed with spiderman. steals masons clothes. protective af. can drive. queen of selfies. matches energy really well. posts everything. old justin bieber + taylor swift. calls mason's mom "mom". most oblivious person. pitbull named charlie. body tea. certified yapper. jokingly bullies mason.

best friend! mason thames

✩ 18. golden retriever energy. dark + dirty humor. respectful gentleman. charismatic rizz master. never shuts the fuck up. coffee ice cream. private person. actor. has known you since forever. clingy and touchy af. flirty. popular. passenger prince. is always down for fast food. j.cole + the weeknd. always smells good. professional giggler. does whatever he feels like. obsessed with spoiling you.

how they met...

the little devil spawn 5 year old mason thames was, did not like sharing. and everyone knew.

he liked his juice boxes cold, his crayons organized by color, and the dinosaur nap mat in the corner all to himself, thank you very much.

so it was a surprise when mrs. ivy knelt down next to him and said, "mason, we have a new friend joining us today. can you show her around?"

he blinked up at her, unimpressed. "what if i don't wanna?"

but then you walked in— messy space buns, sparkly twinkle-toes, clutching a spiderman backpack like your life depended on it. you looked nervous. like maybe this wasn't where you were supposed to be. like maybe you'd rather be anywhere else.

and mason? he stared. stared a little too long, in fact. so long that the teacher nudged him gently and whispered, "mason, say hi."

so he did.

or tried to.

"uh... hi," he mumbled, tugging at the hem of his green dino t-shirt. "d'ya like dinosaurs?"

you blinked at him. then nodded slowly. "but only the long-neck ones. not the bitey ones. the bitey ones are mean."

he gasped. "you mean the t-rexes?!"

you scrunched your nose. "they're stinky."

and right then and there— little devil spawn mason decided he liked you. because no one had ever called a t-rex stinky before, and you said it like it was law.

twenty minutes later, mason was dragging you to the reading corner, 2 coloring sheets in hand, whispering like it was a secret, "i don't like nap time either. mrs. ivy always prints out something for me to color, here." he hands you a t-rex, "you color my favorite, i'll color your favorite."

he sat beside you, keeping a full two inches of space between your knees because boundaries, obviously. but when you handed him a crayon (purple, slightly chewed on), he gave you a shy little smile.

"i’m y/n," you finally introduced, making a silly face. "i’m mason," he mumbled back, looking at your dinosaur. "...he looks cool."

"thanks. his name is sir chomps-a-lot."

when nap time was over, the 2 of you exchanged papers, a huge smile on your face as you stared at the messy scribbles. "its beautiful mason!"

soon it was snack time, you pulled a fruit roll-up from your bag and he had goldfish.

you offered to share.

"but these are rainbow goldfish...." he said, pouting. "and we're best friends, we gotta share stuff," you replied solemnly.

he didn’t question it, just let you stick your hand in his pouch of goldfish anyway.

by recess, you were stuck like glue. he showed you where the monkey bars squeaked, and you taught him how to swing without dragging his feet. you played pirates, except your ship was actually the slide, and you kept making him walk the plank (even though he kept laughing too hard to jump off).

when the bell finally rang and the teacher clapped her hands, mason frowned.

frowned so much his mom questioned him when he came out the doors. "you okay sweetheart?" "no! i made a new friend today and now i have to wait till tomorrow to see her" he pouted, crossing his arms.

at the same time you squeal, "mommy!!" and race into your own mom’s arms— inches away from mason.

then it happened. your mom walks towards mason and his mom, "hey you guys ready?"

little mason's eyebrows furrowed, "did you invite her for dinner or something?" "mommy thats my new friend!" both woman chuckle, "mason, this is our new neighbor mrs. l/n, she and her family moved across the street a couple days ago"

the litte gears in masons brain start to move— he just assumed the people moving across the street were old people.

the both of you gasp, "WE'RE NEIGHBORS!!?"

"YOU LIVE ACROSS THE STREET?!"

mason grabbed your hand like it was instinct. "that means we can be together and play every day."

you jumped up and down, both moms chuckling, watching as their kids walk ten steps ahead—planning backyard picnics, popsicle parties, and the ultimate mission: building a blanket fort big enough to stretch across the street.

a/n: kindy shitty...sorry guys

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[its-the-aftons-after-all]

The new kid vs michael

Lovely drawings made by @cookieruma29

[playedcrowd5610]

You know what? Fuck it! Roddie x C-27 is Canon now! 💜

*Throws a 10k one-shot at you* Hope you enjoy these purple lovers as much as I do!

[salemssimblr]

A formal portrait of my faves

[devilslittlemonsterxx]

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How they met Creepy!Reader

Eddie Munson:

Eddie first met Creeper when he stumbled across her at the picnic bench in the woods where he did most of his deals. She was sat humming a haunting tune to herself with a bunch of doll heads in front of her, all aligned neatly. It kinda freaked him out, so he tried to slowly back away, only to stand on a twig that snapped loudly.

She stopped humming immediately, slowly turning her head around to look at him through the corner of her eye.

"Heeyyy" He said, stretching the word out awkwardly. "Sorry to disturb.... You. I'm just gonna go"

"No" She said softly, turning to face him properly, her face twisting into an unnerving smile. Though, Eddie couldn't help but notice the beauty in it. "Sit"

James Potter:

The first time James met Creeper was while he was on a late night jog through the forbidden forest. He had stopped in a clearing deep in the wood, not realising how far he had actually gone, and saw her kneeled in the centre of a pentagram made out of twigs and leaves, a candle at each point. Her wand sat next her on the ground.

This wasn't the first time James had seen Creeper around the school, it was rather hard to miss her to be quite honest.

James watched her from behind a tree as she placed a skull just in front of her knees. She began to whisper an incantation, though in the quiet of the forest, James could hear her quite clearly and his eyes widened.

She was performing a ritual to commune with the dead!

"Woah Woah Woah!" He shouted, rushing towards her when she pulled out a knife. He could feel the spirits hovering around, eagerly awaiting to step over the veil between the dead and the living, even for just a moment. They became angry when he stepped over the twigs and took the knife from her hand, making the flames from the candles burn bright and hot before extinguishing them as they left.

She looked up at him with innocent eyes, unbothered by his interruption, though they were also rather vacant. They were unnerving but so incredibly pretty.

Fred Weasley:

Fred met Creeper in his fifth year by the shore of the Black lake at the edge of the forbidden forest. She was laying down in the grass in a rather flattering swimsuit/bikini. The moon was high up and shining down on her, drowning her in a flood of silver glow. She looked ethereal.

Though as he got a closer look, Fred saw that she looked wet. At first, he thought she might've just took a nighttime swim, until he saw that the wetness was tinged red. The girl was covered in blood.

He was quick to rush over, thinking that maybe she had gotten hurt. It was a full moon after all.

"Are you alright?! Are you hurt?!" He exclaimed as he dropped to his knees besides her.

"I'm perfectly fine" Creeper said, her voice lacking emotion, opening her eyes lazily. "It's not my blood"

Kaz Brekker:

Kaz met Creeper when he was a child among all the other dead bodies. She had a morbid curiosity and wanted to satisfy it, when she found the perfectly healthy Kaz still breathing. She helped him out and they haven't left the others side since.

Stiles Stilinski:

Stiles met Creeper on the night Scott was bit by the alpha. She was wandering the woods, a little dazed and was covered in blood. She had scared the hell out of the two boys.

"Jesus christ!" Stiles shouted when he turned around, coming face to face with Creeper.

"Hello" She whispered breathlessly before collapsing. Stiles rushed to catch her before she hit the floor, just as the police dogs began barking.

[mk-wizard]

My redraw. In my lore, Orion Pax met Ariel at a ball. While all the other girls were fawning over him and bedazzled by the grand ball in the Hall of Primes, Ariel was outside looking at the stars. Initially, she didn't even know that Orion was Orion either. Because of that, she acted natural to him and treated him kindly because she genuinely liked him and is a kind person herself. In that moment, Orion fell in love with Ariel and would go on to love her forever even when they became Optimus Prime and Elita-One.

[otgo-brooklyn]

Lets Be Friends!

[obsidian-lantern]

OBI

we now need to know HOW sky and Ray know each other

The suspense is killing me-

Might make a short video/audio for this. ;p

[ad-melioraart]

Nevermind, just a Daiyokai visiting you at night and laying on your bed. More of this comic on my patreon here <3

[nanaseo1999]

How sunshine!reader and general pediatrician!rafe meet

She came in with a twisted ankle and a thank-you smile.

He noticed her before she even sat down — cheeks a little pink from the heat, sunglasses perched messily in her hair, mismatched socks under her sneakers. She greeted the receptionist as if they were old friends, even though it was her first time there.

“Hi! I think I did something dumb to my ankle. Sorry to bother you—”

He glanced at the chart. First name. Age. No medical history. Nothing to explain why the room suddenly felt warmer.

When she entered his office and when she sat across from him, smile soft, hands folded politely, rafe almost forgot what he was supposed to say first.

“It’s not that bad,” she said, lifting her foot like she didn’t want to inconvenience him.

But when he touched her ankle gently to examine the swelling, she winced — and immediately apologized.

“Sorry! That wasn’t your fault. I’m just a baby with pain sometimes.”

He looked up, brows raised. “You don’t have to apologize for hurting.” That was the first time she blinked at him like someone had said something she didn’t expect. Then, quieter, “Oh. Right.”

She chatted while he wrapped her ankle, about how she tripped while trying to carry too many groceries, about how pretty the waiting room smelled (eucalyptus and mint), and about how nice it was to find a doctor who didn’t seem like he was in a rush. He didn’t tell her he slowed down just to make her stay longer.

When she was about to leave, she turned around and said brightly

“I hope I don’t have to see you again! But if I do, at least I know I’ll be in good hands.”

And then she was gone, like sunlight through a window.

That evening, Rafe found himself looking at the appointment list again. Not for medical reasons — just to see her name one more time.

[blackypanther9]

How they met

WARNING!: Mention of abuse, bullying, cursing, attempt of suicide, mention of sexual abuse (Really just mentioned, nothing graphic), mention of murder AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

A/N: All these warnings are because I am mentioning M/n’s past. Don’t worry, it happened, most will just be mentioned and Alastor will be there for him. Besides the attempt of S...that is because of something else. But I won’t spoil the Oneshot ! Enjoy !

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It was cold and it was getting dark. M/n was freezing. His parents abandoned him, saying he was just a burden and then left him in some alley. Now he was in a big forest, lost, cold, hungry and thirsty…with a Murderer on the loose.

He lived in New Orleans, Louisiana and the Bayou Killer was making himself very known. M/n knew that he was fucked if the Killer chose him next and that he is lost in a forest doesn’t help either. He was only 6 years old damn it.

CRUNCH.

M/n stopped dead in his tracks and hid behind a tree. As he peaked out he saw a man with a gun in his hand. It looked like a Hunter’s gun. M/n gulped.

‘What choice did I have…?’

He stepped out of his spot and then ran over into the man’s direction. Just then he saw a smile on his face. It looked…off but also very welcoming at the same time…

“Sir ?! Sir ! Excuse me !”, the little boy yelled.

His voice was very hoarse and shaky, but the male seemed to have heard him, because he stopped and turned to the boy’s direction.

M/n was so glad to have found someone that could, maybe, help him. He sped up but yelped as he felt his legs go numb and he fell into the snow face first, shivering even more.

‘Great… I’m a fucking pathetic excuse of a kid…’

He heard footsteps coming closer and soon he saw the gun being put aside. M/n tried to use his arms to get up, but they were just as numb as his legs and they gave out.

“Calm down, little one. How long have you been out here ? How did you even get here ?”, the man asked worried slightly, trying to help him up.

“I don’t know how long I have been out here… I just know it was before I had Lunch… My parents abandoned me because I am a burden and now I am here. I got lost… I just wanted to look around and then I saw a fawn and followed it to its Mom and then…I was lost.”

The male tried to make the boy stand, while he listened, but he noticed quickly that the boy’s limbs were very numb from the cold. He wasn’t dressed properly. He was in a thin pullover, some pants and had normal shoes on. He was surprised that the boy even made it so far.

“You are all frozen up… C’mon, I will take you to my house and we will warm you up.”

“Okay… What is your name, Sir ?”

“Alastor. What is yours ?”

“M/n…Just M/n.”

Alastor smiled and then took off his coat and wrapped M/n inside it, picked him up and then grabbed his gun, then they walked to his home.

“Thank you, Sir…”, M/n said shyly.

“Call me Alastor, Kiddo.”

“Okay, Alastor.”

With that they continued on in silence until they got to his house.

“Wow… Your house is so big and looks so comfy !”, M/n said.

“It sure is. And the inside is very nice too and soon will be very warm for you to warm up, little one.”, Alastor chuckled out.

“You are very kind, Alastor…”

“Applesauce ! Anyone would have helped a child like you !”

M/n frowned.

“Not really. I asked some people to help me for at least 1 day and they all rejected.”

Alastor’s left eye twitched at that.

How DARE these creatures to turn away a helpless child ?!

“Well then, you can stay with me until you are old enough !”

“What ?!”, M/n yelled with wide eyes of shock.

“You heard me.”

“B-but I will just be a waste of your time until then ! I mean there must have been a reason why my OWN parents didn’t want me anymore ! Why would you want to take care of me ?”

Alastor lost his smile for a little bit and looked at M/n with serious eyes.

“You won’t be a waste of space, nor will you be a burden to me. Your parents were selfish and forgot that their kids are their future. They are the ones you shouldn’t want. I want to take care of you, because I want to help you and if no one else helped you before, it is very unlikely that anyone else will help you. And without any graduation it will be hard for you to find a job to get money and live on your own, also you are way too young to go to work already.”

Then he sat M/n down on the floor in front of a big chimney, he threw some wood inside it and lit it on fire. Instantly warmth hit M/n’s face. The boy was in deep thoughts at what Alastor told him and then his head snapped around to him, who hung up his scarf and coat.

“Wouldn’t that make YOU my Dad ?”, M/n asked.

Alastor’s eyes widened in surprise, stopped dead in his tracks and his smile dropped a slight bit as he processed what M/n said…or better asked.

“I…I suppose it would, yes. Or I would be your Guardian. Any work…”, Alastor said in thought and continued to hang up his hat and gloves.

M/n looked back at the fire and hummed softly, biting the inside of his right cheek. He didn’t even know that guy ! But…he was willing to take care of him…

“Anything you want to drink ?”, Alastor asked, snapping M/n out of his thoughts.

“Umm… D-do you have hot chocolate ?”, M/n asked shyly.

“You are in luck. I tried this sweet beverage, but it just isn’t my cup of tea.”, Alastor said and walked into the kitchen, making himself and M/n something to drink.

M/n felt his limbs slowly again, he was relieved to feel his legs slightly again.

“Then what do you like to drink ?!”, M/n called out.

“Coffee mostly !”, Alastor answered back.

“Any sugar or milk ?!”

“Nope ! Plain black coffee !”

“Black just like your soul !”, M/n joked and laughed.

Alastor chuckled at his joke and continued to make himself coffee and M/n a cup of hot chocolate.

After some time the drinks were done and he set them down on the table in the Living room. Then he crouched down and looked at M/n, with a warm smile.

“Try walking to me. Let us see if your limbs have enough feeling to make you walk again.”, he said and stretched out his right hand.

M/n frowned and looked scared at Alastor.

“What if I fall…?”

“I will catch you.”

M/n was still very scared but slowly got up and took two unsteady steps, then he stayed stock still, making Alastor worry.

“I-I can’t feel them much…I fear if I take another step, I will fall…”, M/n said scared.

Alastor got up and walked to M/n’s side, grabbing and holding his left hand softly, but also firm enough so he won’t slip.

“Let us walk together, okay ?”, Alastor said.

M/n nodded and then took a shaky breath. Then he took a step forward and Alastor did the same. M/n wobbled from side to side slightly, but he tried his best. As they were half way there, M/n’s legs gave out and he yelped. Alastor pulled him to his side and then held him.

The little boy had tears in his eyes out of shame.

“I-I’m sorry ! I-I really tried !”, he said sobbing.

“Shh..shh… It’s okay, M/n. I know you tried. Your legs just don’t have full control back yet. It is not your fault…”, Alastor soothed the boy.

M/n was sniffing and wiping his tears away with his hand, looking at Alastor. He smiled at the boy and then picked him up, carrying him to the table and sitting him down on the couch, in front of his hot coca.

M/n stared wide eyed at Alastor as he sat down in front of him on the other side.

“What is it ?”, he asked the boy.

“N-no one ever helped me… When I fell not even my own parents helped me…”

Alastor usually wasn’t for feelings, but he felt bad for M/n. The poor boy really had it hard then…

“Well then your parents were horrible people. You always help kids.”, Alastor said and then blew on his coffee, before slurping some.

M/n looked at Alastor and then went to grab his own cup.

“Careful. It is still very hot. Wait for a little bit or you will burn yourself.”

The boy retreated his hand at Alastor’s warning and waited five more minutes. Then he took a small sip and hummed with a happy smile on his face.

“It is so rare that I get hot coca ! Thank you Alastor, it tastes perfect !”

“No problem, M/n.”

The months ticked by and they got along just fine. M/n always thanked and complimented Alastor. Only today they were both caught off guard.

Alastor made breakfast and M/n stormed down the stairs, dressed in a thicker pullover, socks and pants, which Alastor bought him a while ago.

“Morning M/n.”

“Morning Al ! What is for breakfast ? Can I help ?”

“You can set the table. I am making some sausages, scrambled eggs and bacon as breakfast.”

“Awesome !”

M/n snatched 2 plates, forks and knives then he dashed off to the Living room and set the table.

After a while the food was done and they ate, M/n hummed loudly after he was done with the food.

“That was very delicious. Thank you, Papa !”, M/n said happily.

Alastor froze and his fork fell out of his hand, eyes wide in surprise and shock. M/n looked at him in worry until he realized what he called Alastor and he froze too, blushing and looking away, scared he did something wrong.

“S-sorry… It won’t happen again…”, M/n said.

“Applesauce ! You can call me that, it just caught me off guard !”, Alastor said quickly after he snapped out of his trance.

“REALLY ?!”, M/n said excited.

Alastor chuckled and nodded, then continued to finish his breakfast.

“I will have to go to work in two days again, M/n.”

“O-oh… right you took off because you had to take care of me the last 3 months…”

“I didn’t mind it, Dear.”

“I hope you won’t get into any trouble because of me…”

“Pish posh, Darling. I won’t get into any trouble !”

M/n didn’t know, but Alastor lied. He would get into some trouble. Having a mixed skin color and dark skin colored people are not really welcomed in New Orleans, Louisiana and they also get yelled at, at work. No matter what. All Alastor knows is that they can’t fire him though, he brings in a lot of income for them by his channel.

“I will prepare you some food that you can heat up easily then. Only let it heat up 10 minutes then, okay ? You can do as you please, just don’t go outside and don’t break anything, okay ?”

M/n nodded.

“Yes, Papa.”

Alastor smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair. He giggled and held his hand in place, nuzzling it.

A few more months passed by and Alastor took very good care of M/n. Sadly he had to report that he adopted M/n and then they all wanted him to send the kid to school.

“School ?”, M/n asked unsure.

“Yes, school. You will learn there, get friends and have a lot of fun.”

M/n was silent and then teared up. Alastor lost his smile and looked at him concerned.

“You wanna get rid of me…”, M/n whimpered.

“What ? No. But you will have to learn stuff eventually.”

“And who asked me if I WANT to go to a SCHOOL ?! I have YOU ! I heard about schools… Strict, unsafe, bullies and a lot of danger ! Why would I willingly go to that Hell hole ?!”

Alastor was silent. M/n hugged himself and fell to his knees, staring at the floor.

“I don’t want to be beaten ! I don’t want to get hurt by adults ! I don’t want to risk the possibility to get kidnapped ! I don’t wanna be bullied ! What if I get taken away and get killed or worse ?! Who will help me then ?! School is dangerous ! A lot already happened near schools ! I refuse to be another victim !”

Alastor never saw M/n in a full blown panic attack, until now… He rushed to his side and hugged him to his chest. M/n started crying into Alastor’s shirt, clutching it tightly.

“Don’t force me to go, Papa…”

He was conflicted, but he will try his hardest.

After his Son was asleep, he went to the phone he owned and called the people he needed to speak with about the issue of school.

“Hello, who is this ?”, a female asked rudely.

“Why hello there, I must ask that I can educate my Son from home.”, Alastor said.

“Why is that ?”

“He has big Panic attacks. He knows that school is a bad place. He said that a lot already happened there that were negative. He doesn’t feel safe even thinking about going to school.”

“When would he get schooled in ?”

“This year in a week, why ?”

She asked for other information that he answered and then she said.

“We will send someone to the school he will go to and see for ourselves how bad it will be. Then we will decide if he can’t go to school.”

Alastor’s eye twitched.

“How am I supposed to get him there, when he already gets a panic attack just thinking of going there ?”

“That will be your own problem, Sir. Have a good day.”

And the Bitch hung up.

“Rude…”, Alastor commented as he put the phone back.

One week later…

Alastor had big trouble to get M/n to school. He didn’t even have to tell M/n, why he had to wake up and get ready in very nice clothes, he knew that Alastor woke him up to send him there.

M/n made it difficult for Alastor. He hid anywhere he could fit in, ran as soon as he found him, struggled around as Alastor dressed him up and he tried to run out and deeper into the forest.

Somehow Alastor caught him and carried him to his car, only to get him into his car in the end.

M/n was kicking, screaming, crying and begging him not to do this. Alastor hated this, he didn’t want M/n so sad, but he had to try and prove to the authorities that M/n wasn’t stable enough for school and is better off home. He, stupidly, didn’t tell M/n about this though.

Soon they arrived and that was the moment M/n started to straight up WAIL. It hurt Alastor’s heart and all he could think was that M/n must have seen something to freak out so much.

What hurt him most was that M/n was scared of him now and gave up talking to him half the way there, he…just cried.

Alastor got out of the car and then went over to M/n’s door. As soon as he opened it, M/n was on the other side of where he usually loved to sit, curled up and not looking at him.

“Come on, Cher.”, he said softly.

No reply, only sobbing.

“Cher…?”

“Hello Sir, this your child that is scared of school ?”, a male asked.

Alastor looked at the man and saw a name tag. He was the one the authorities sent.

“Yes. As I informed on the phone, he would react like this.”, Alastor said, showing his smile and not letting him see his sadness.

The man hummed and then went to the other side of the car, opened the door and TORE M/n out with force.

“HEY !”, Alastor yelled angered.

Why use such a brutal force on a poor child that could be traumatized already ?!

“OW !”, M/n yelled out, sobbing more.

Alastor didn’t know what to do. If he got into a fight now, he could lose his job and M/n, but he hated seeing him being treated like this too.

“Listen here you Brat ! Drop your act this instant ! You will go to school, like it or not !”, the man yelled pissed off.

M/n started to cry louder and tried to pry the Male’s hand off that hurt him.

“LET GO ! LET GO !”, the boy yelled.

He hoped that his Papa would do something, help him even…

“LET HIM GO ! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND ?! YOU ARE HURTING HIM !”, Alastor yelled pissed off.

The male ignored Alastor.

‘P..Papa ? Why aren’t you doing anything ? HELP ME ! WHY DON’T YOU HELP ME ?!’

“You little Brat have no say in wherever you go or not !”

“LET ME GO YOU ASSHOLE ! YOU ARE HURTING ME !”

The male smirked darkly and slapped M/n’s right cheek hard enough to make him snap his head to the left. Alastor’s eyes widened in utter shock, while M/n…seemed to have lost all emotion.

‘Papa ? He…he let that happen… TRAITOR ! LIAR ! HE PROMISED ! HE PROMISED ! HE PROMISED ! ….Wasn’t I good enough ? HE. DOESN’T. CARE. ABOUT. ME. He is just like THEM…’

M/n kicked the man in the balls then and there and ran away as fast as possible from the scene and Alastor.

“M/N ! WAIT !”, Alastor called in worry, trying to catch his shoulder, but missing it.

‘HE DOESN’T CARE. HE DOESN’T CARE ! HE DOESN’T CARE !’

And with that M/n was gone.

‘What have I done ?!’, was all Alastor could think, angered at himself.

He should have NEVER tried to prove anything to them like this !

“Not the reaction I expected… He didn’t act and he looked very similar to Linda L/n’s Brother M/n L/n. She was his older sister.”, the man said, groaning as he got up.

Alastor whipped around at the mention of M/n’s former last name. Before Alastor could adopt him, M/n had to state his last name and he did.

“M/n L/n. My parents abandoned me and probably already left the country… Then he wanted to adopt me and I am happy to let him. He saved me after all.”

“That IS him ! I adopted him !”, Alastor yelled.

The man paled.

“Oh shit.”

“What ?”

“That was why he is so traumatized and scared of school ! He was witness of how his Sister was kidnapped near the school she went to and was found dead by him in an alley way one day later, naked. We found out that she was sexually assaulted. She also was many times very injured and bruised up from bullies in school. It all makes sense now ! He was the one who mostly saw her first after school !”

Alastor’s eyes widened in utter horror.

“You didn’t know ?”, the man asked.

“No. He never told me.”

The man got out a Walkie Talkie.

“Everyone, search and find M/n L/n also known as M/n Hazbin. He ran away from school and his adoptive Father. I may have overreacted a bit…”

“Taylor you are such a fucking idiot ! Why would you traumatize a child even further ?!”

“First off, I didn’t know that was M/n L/n ! Second off he was the tenth child that pretended to be scared of school, so I got a bit pissed !”

“Well he surely didn’t pretend, you absolute Moron ! I sent out 5 troops and now get your ass to searching ! He could be anywhere !”

“Understood !”

Alastor was already gone. How could he forget ?! Linda L/n was killed in the Cathedral Alley and a boy found her. He would have never guessed that it was M/n !

He was searching everywhere, until a thought came to him.

‘What if he went to that alley ?’

He turned a sharp corner and then drove there as fast as possible. As soon as he reached the alleyway, he spotted M/n. He got out of his car and slowly came near M/n.

“M/n ? Cher ?”, he asked softly to get his attention and to not scare him.

“Go away. I shouldn’t have trusted you, ALASTOR.”, M/n said coldly.

That stabbed Alastor right into the heart. So they are back to names and not to titles…

“You…should have told me about your Sister…”

M/n growled.

“I said: GO AWAY !”, he yelled.

“You are my child. I can’t leave you.”

M/n turned around, rage, hurt and betrayal deep in his eyes.

“YOU let it happen that some filthy man laid his hands on me ! YOU let him HURT me ! YOU didn’t do ANYTHING ! Would you let that happen to your OWN CHILD ?!”

“Cher, I can’t just start a fight… You should-“

“SHUT UP ! JUST SHUT UP ! You PROMISED to protect me at ALL COSTS ! But as I needed you, YOU JUST STOOD THERE !”

Alastor looked away in shame. M/n started to cry again and turned his back to Alastor again.

“I KNOW that I am NOT YOUR SON… I guess I never will be in the future either, to you… But damn, DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE ME HOPE ?!”

“M/n you ARE my-“

“SAVE IT, OKAY ?!”

Alastor stayed dead silent. All that was heard were M/n’s sniffling, sobbing, hiccups and heavy breaths.

“I should have considered freezing to death that day…”

The man’s head snapped up at that, not believing what M/n just said.

“I wish I would have been that clever back then…”

Then there was a beep and a voice.

“We found him. Mr. Hazbin is here too.”

“I knew it. Dragging me back to school, aren’t you ? Heh, and here I was, just questioning my life choices…”, M/n spat and wiped his tears.

Alastor could see from a window how M/n’s face morphed into a rage filled one, then a hurt one, then only a guilty one and then it morphed into….acceptance ?

And then Alastor spotted it. His missing knife from today morning ! M/n just pulled that out of his pocket ! Then fast footsteps were heard of two more people.

“Kid, put the knife down !”, a female yelled.

“To what purpose ? To go back to my future doom ? The only one I would harm, would be myself.”

“M/n, you aren’t going to school.”, a male said.

Alastor just stood there, unsure of what to do. Any wrong move or word can trigger him to kill or hurt himself.

“So ? You want a fucking Cookie for saying that ? That doesn’t rebuild my broken trust in the ONE person I TRUSTED MOST !”, M/n yelled, swinging the knife in his right hand to his right side, away from himself, in anger, while turning to them back around, glaring at them.

“M/n let us talk about this. I can make it up to you.”, Alastor said.

“What is there to talk about and make up for, huh ?! I begged and pleaded you to NOT drag me there ! I fought you to stay away from that place ! I did everything and anything to make you give up and you didn’t leave me ALONE ! WHAT IS THERE TO TALK ABOUT OTHER THAN THAT YOU JUST DON’T CARE ABOUT ME ?! YOU NEVER SAW ME AS YOUR SON ! NOT EVEN CLOSE ! I didn’t HAVE to tell you about my Sister, if you would have just LISTENED ! I told you I know what school really is like ! It is DANGER itself ! And what did you do ?! Ignore it and DRAG ME THERE LIKE A DAMN RAGDOLL ! THANK YOU FOR CARING !”

“Do you think it was easy on me ?! IT HURT, M/N ! BUT I HAD TO ! That was the deal with the authorities that would have decided if you will go to school or NOT ! I had no other choice ! THEY wanted you THERE !”

“THAT DOESN’T JUSTIFY WHY YOU DIDN’T HELP ME ! HE DIDN’T let go… It HURT SO BAD ! AND ALL YOU COULD DO WAS STAND THERE AND BABBLE ?! REALLY ?! HE COULD HAVE BROKEN MY WRIST WITH A LITTLE BIT MORE PRESSURE ! HE FUCKING SLAPPED ME AND ALL YOU COULD DO WAS STAND THERE ! DID YOU ENJOY SEEING ME LIKE THAT ?! WAS IT FUNNY ?! NOT EVEN FOR ONCE DID YOU LOOK CONCERNED ! DID YOU EVEN CARE ?!”, M/n yelled with tears in his eyes.

His tears stood for more than hurt, they also stood for rage and deep betrayal. Alastor was in horror to hear him say that. Did M/n really think that of him…?

“I was never good enough, was I ? That’s why you wanted me in school. To get rid of the annoying BRAT that needs a lot of care and love… Why didn’t you just say so ? Why didn’t you just throw me out or signed me into an orphanage then ?! No one would have known that you even were in CONTACT with me ! The always bothersome, troublemaking, annoying BRAT that just can’t get enough attention. I should have KNOWN you wouldn’t be any different. I may be 6 years old but I HAD TO GROW UP FASTER THAN OTHER KIDS !”

M/n’s grip on the knife was so hard that his knuckles turned white. He wiped his eyes furiously free from tears as they continued to flow like a river. Alastor and the other two cops were shocked.

“YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO BEG YOUR OWN PARENTS TO NOT STOP BEING YOUR PARENTS ! YOU WEREN’T BLAMED FOR YOUR SISTER’S DEATH ! YOU WEREN’T BEATEN AND ABUSED BY YOUR OWN PARENTS ! YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO HAVE A FEELING TO ALWAYS TRY TO BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR THEM SO THEY WILL ACCEPT YOU ! YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO SLEEP OUTSIDE AND STARVE ! YOU WEREN’T ABANDONED BY YOUR OWN PARENTS ! YOU DIDN’T HAD TO SEE YOUR OWN SISTER’S CONDITIONS WHEN SHE CAME HOME WOUNDED BADLY AND YOU HAD TO TAKE CARE OF HER AND LISTEN TO HER TALK ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED ! YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO SEE HOW THEY BEAT YOUR SISTER IN SCHOOL AND NO ONE CARED! YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO SEE HER GETTING TAKEN BY SOME PERVERTED FREAKS ! YOU DIDN’T HAD TO FIND HER LIKE THIS THE NEXT DAY AND FIND OUT THAT THESE SICK FUCKS ARE STILL OUT THERE ! I DID ! I HAD TO ! WHILE NO ONE ELSE NEEDED TO BE PERFECT FOR THEIR PARENTS, I HAD TO BE THAT AND SO MUCH MORE !”

“Oh my… why didn’t you tell the police ?”, the female asked.

“They all would have said that it was a lie and fake. They stuck together…the whole school did. I couldn’t babble out my parents because Father threatened that I will wish I was never born if I tell the police any of this.”

“You have an obsession to be perfect for others…You have trust issues and a lot of trauma on your shoulders.”, the man said softly.

M/n scoffed.

“So what ? It’s not like anyone CARES. I was wrong to trust Alastor and I was wrong to try and prove my worth. After all a BRAT will always be a BRAT…”, he spat out with hatred.

“M/n, I didn’t stop caring. I’m sorry if I made it seem like that, but I truly didn’t mean to make you feel that way. Yes, I should have told you about the school and all, but I was worried that you would get angry at me and the person to check on you. I wanted you to believe that you go there, so nothing will be fake nor will you have a tantrum and show them that you lied to me. I didn’t know that he would SLAP you. Violence is never the answer, as my Mother taught me, so I stay with talking and trying to get through. I know that I should have probably kicked him in the shin anyways, but he was a higher up too, he could have made it worse for you.”, Alastor said softly.

M/n understood where Alastor was coming from, he wasn’t dumb. People with a slight darker skin color are mostly frowned upon and he would have gotten into real trouble too. He ain’t as dumb as Alastor thinks he is.

Still…it HURT that his own adoptive Father didn’t have the BALLS to help him and use a little bit of violence.

“How do I know that you aren’t just saying that so I will drop the knife, before I end myself ?”

So that was what M/n planned… End it all.

“What do you want of me that could make you believe me ?”, Alastor asked back.

The answer was almost instant.

“For once drop that fucking fake smiley on your face and show your true emotions fully to me in the open. At home you have no problem in doing so, but in the open you act cold, distant and uncaring with a big FAKE SMILE on your face. It makes me question what is the real you, the one at home or the one in the open. Always so Buddy Pal with everyone out there but I am forgotten in the background. It happened more than enough times.”

Alastor was surprised, but instantly dropped his façade. He was frowning the deepest frown M/n has ever seen. He studied his eyes and saw all the emotions he thought Alastor didn’t have after all. That was when he teared up and walked over to Alastor, holding out the knife for him to take.

He took it and put it away in his car, then came back and hugged M/n tightly.

“I’m sorry.”, M/n said.

“I’m sorry as well… I should have been more observant and considerate… I’m sorry I had you question me and feel like you had to prove anything to me, Cher.”

M/n just cried his heart out, while Alastor comforted him.

“Shh…I’m here…I’m here…”

After M/n was asleep and in Alastor’s car the cops called him over.

“You should get him a therapist, Sir. Maybe it will help him.”, said the male.

“Are you insane, Mark ? He doesn’t trust ANYONE besides Mr. Hazbin.”, the female cop argued back.

“He should try it.”

“I will consider it. Anything else ?”, Alastor said.

“You can sue Taylor for what he did. That was child abuse and he will be fired on the spot today anyways. We are sorry for his behavior.”, the man said.

Alastor nodded.

“That all ?”

“Yes. You will get the documents that state that M/n is allowed to be schooled at home. We will see to it.”

With that they parted ways. Alastor drove home with M/n and called his Boss and told him what happened and that he will need a few days off. He wasn’t very happy about it, but for the child’s sake he agreed.

A few hours later, Alastor was in the kitchen, cooking, as he heard M/n scream bloody murder. Instantly he grabbed a knife and ran upstairs into M/n’s bedroom, only to find the child, near a panic attack, in a corner.

He dropped the knife and rushed over to M/n, hugging him and gently shushing him, coaxing him out of his attack. He hugged Alastor back tightly and they just stayed like that.

“You okay ?”, Alastor asked.

M/n nodded softly.

“What happened ?”

“Nightmare…”

“What happened in it ?”

“You…left me…”

Alastor looked at M/n with saddened eyes and squeezed him lightly.

“You know that I would never do that, Cher. Right ?”

M/n stayed silent, giving Alastor his answer. It is not out of the possibility for M/n.

“Cher, I’ll never leave as long as I can help it.”

M/n stayed silent. Alastor softly squeezed M/n and then kissed the top of his head.

“I am not planning to leave you. I’m here and I will stay with you here.”, he gently whispered.

M/n felt very sleepy and yawned.

“Promise…?”

“I promise, M/n.”

“Mmmm…Love you, Papa…”, M/n sleepily babbled out.

Alastor smiled softly.

“I love you too.”

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[operas-phantom]

(FLASH BACK TIMEEE) an 8 year old girl was sitting on her bed, hugging her knees and thinking of how her parents just die

Meanwhile, a younger teenager in the walls who had grown up there, a boy with a mask, had been watching her since she first arrived as a seven-year-old, and she seemed nice. He’d heard her sing to herself and thought her voice was beautiful.

He was standing in the mirror as he always was. Though he’d been watching her, he didn’t know her parents were dead. “Are you okay?” he asked. His voice was a bit raspy because until now he hadn’t spoken too much.

[ap-kinda-lit]

Rin, praying: It’s me again. I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away. Maybe send me an angel. The nicest angel you have.

The angel in question: