Phantomhivelover

Kankri slipped into one of his bright red sweaters and laced up his plain black converse. It was early morning, about 6 a.m. to be exact, and he was readying himself for a morning walk, just as he did every morning. As he stood up and headed for the door, something stood in his way. Your tiny little body was sitting in front of the door, your big [e/c] bulbs looking up at him curiously. “Oh, good morning, [Name],” Kankri said with a smile. He bent over and ruffled your baby locks. “Could you kindly move out of the way? I have to get going.” You simply shook your head. Kankri frowned. “Now, [Name], you know you

TW: Vulgar Language. TW: Bullying. TW: Emotional Bullying. TW: Physical Bullying. TW: Mentions of Suicide. A girl with (hair length) (hair color) hair was currently sitting against some lockers, her face pressed into her arms that were covered by a long sleeved (patron troll's blood color) shirt which were held up by her knees. Soft sobs could be heard, and there were papers, books, and torn pieces of paper all around her. This girl's name was (First Name) (Last Name), and very day after starting at Skaia High School, she had been bullied. Maybe it was because she didn't have a talent unlike everyone else at this school. They could sing, or

Gripping a (favourite colour) cup in her hand, a girl with dull (hair length) (hair colour) hair watched as words disappeared on her Husktop/Laptop. Sighing the girl placed the cup which was filled with coffee onto the beige oak desk that her laptop was on, before moving the mouse down to an icon on the icons bar. Stopping on a small ‘w’ the girl clicked her mouse which make a small ‘click’, before a page filled with writing appeared. Placing her pale (skin colour) fingers to the keys, she started to type her mind focused on finishing this task. Over the past three almost four days, the (hair colour) haired girl had on

(Name) was in the middle of brushing her teeth when her phone started vibrating on the bathroom sink. She already knew who it was before she answered the phone so she didn't bother to look at the caller ID. She cleared her mouth of the remnants of toothpaste and answered her phone. "Sup, Dave?" "Well good morning to you too, Miss Early Riser," Dave said on the other end of the line. (Name) rolled her eyes while smiling to herself. "Sooo get this, my power is down again and I have no idea when it's gonna come back on." "Again?" (Name) raised an eyebrow as she rinsed her tooth brush off. "Apparently so," Dave said. "So I'm guessing that mea

"(Name) get in this selfie." "No thanks." "I will drag you over here" "Isn't a selfie supposed to be by yourself?" "Not if I want to take a picture with my girlfriend." "But your just going to post it on Instagram right?" "Don't forget Snapchat, Facebook, and Twitter." "Oh you forgot Myspace" (Name) said sarcastitly Dave stared at (Name) for a moment then sighed, "Ok if you want to play that way", he went on his camera roll and began scrolling down. (Name) got curious and looked over his shoulder. "What are you looking for?" Dave pretended he didn't hear (Name) and kept his focus on the screen. After a couple minutes he stopped scrolli

TRIGGER WARNING: #swearing #slightooc -------------------------------------------------------- He was irritated; much more irritated than how he usually is. He laid on the couch in the living room trying to take his mind off of what was irritating him by watching his favourite rom-coms while hugging the pillow his moirail gave him. However, he couldn't keep himself focused on the movie in front of him. He looked out the window, seeing the dark grey clouds setting up outside. He sat up and let out a deep sigh. He ran a frustrated hand through his shaggy, ebony hair, making sure not to touch his nubby horns that sat on his head. "I have to fi