KairiNightshade

It was a sunny afternoon, and you were hanging out with Fionna. Just that morning, she had gone on a mission for Prince Gumball, delivering flower chains to the Fluffy People, or something. Currently the two of you were throwing knives at various targets, one being an apple perched upon BMO's head. "Hey Fionna, can I throw it pretty much, like, anywhere?" You asked. "Yeah, sure," she replied, "as long as no one gets hurt." Just as you aimed for the door frame, the infamous candy prince waltz through the door carrying a platter of cream puffs. It sliced through the top of his pink hair, creating two distinct lumps. "Whoa! You almost scron

AUTHOR NOTE: The picture I'm using is created by: Ren-Ryuki, you can see his/her art on deviantart. A little heads up, the reader's personality is somewhat shy and not outspoken. You'll see as you read more. I'm not making the reader's personality all tough. I'm gonna keep it a bit realistic. I mean, most of us, when we see mysterious beings will either freak out or stay silent with a shocked and freaked out expression. At least... I know a lot of people wouldn't thrash their bodies and stuff around because they'll get killed... ENJOY! Taking long walks down the evergreen forest was something you had been doing since you had first moved into

Chapter 1: Guardian..? Author's Note: This story will be constantly swapping perspectives between the characters of the story, so be prepared! ((Reader's POV)) It was a dark and stormy night. You sat huddled on your bed, buried beneath the covers as a furious storm raged outside. The wind howled and the rain pounded against the windows, thunder rolling loudly. Shadowy figures danced across the wall as lighting flashed, creating monsters that lurked in the night. You wanted to escape this scary scene, to succumb to the darkness and become ignorant of your surroundings, but you couldn't, wouldn't fall asleep. Because if you did, you would ha

Chapter 1   You walked down hallways of DWMA, watching your feet as you walked was one of your worst habits. It was sometimes better to just watch your feet then look at others souls; you felt like you were invading the life of some stranger. Your (h/c) bangs would usually hide most of your face as you looked down. Your bangs swept off to the right side of your face but only covered your face when you looked down. You wore lose, but cute, light blue jeans and (f/c) tank top with a black baggy jacket zipped up halfway. You wore flats or sneakers most of the time. A small pendant of Lord Death's mask on a chain that was long enough to easy hi