BloodyRose1979

Note: Mentions of suicide and all the angsty feelings that come with it. You weren’t sure when it had started- your fear of people. Not just normal anxiety that everyone at one point in their lives goes through- but crippling black fear of people. Fear that they were judging. Fear that they only had the hostile of intentions. Fear that they wanted to harm you. Your parents had taken you to see a doctor (rather forcefully) and the man prescribed you some medication. The medication made you feel like a robot. While you were now able to function somewhat properly- dark thoughts had begun to cloud your mind. You tried your best to pu

[Ulquiorra x reader]                             He was there when you stepped out, heard you approach but didn’t move—hands stuck in pockets, body still as a stone. Acknowledges were as short as inexistent, what with only a fleeting glance at the side of his pale face. His eyes were fixed on the horizon, unblinking and void of emotions—not that it was surprising. You breathed in, then out. “Ulquiorra.” His name reached his ears, led by a soft—yet adamant—voice that called for his attention. A pair of striking, green eyes spared but a mere glance at you. He was not shocked, only curious; it was