Reapers
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  • Reads 1,834
  • Votes 137
  • Parts 12
  • Time 4h 23m
Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2017
Mature
There's a whole supernatural world that humans only have an inkling about. Most consider them myth, of course, but they could never be so wrong. The Supernatural have created their own society, their own sets of rules and regulations, unbeknownst to the rest of the mortals.

Reapers, for example, are a necessity for both worlds. Can't have an overabundance of ghosts running around, can we? Nor can there be vampires, werewolves, druids, or anyone else running around spouting Supernatural secrets either. Someone has to keep them all in line.
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"...I don't draw on my body to make myself look badass, no, it was never that way. I see you glance at them whenever your sister comes in. You're interested and don't deny that, Mr. Look and Stay Silent." There was a girl, a reserved girl who worked five out the seven days of a week at a nail salon. She had artistic skills, which inspired her to spread her artistic love on her body. Some held a secret. Some held a memory. And some were just for a small smile to be produced any day. Then there was a boy, a reserved boy who had trouble with emotions and was seen wandering the halls of the school, only ever having his eyes on the floor he walked on. He had scars. One held his dark, haunting past that made his nonexistent tears fall. His scars made him frown, made his lips tremble, made his mouth form into a terrifying scowl. So when you place that one girl and that one boy in a room, what do you get? A journey. Started: 10/25/19 Ended: 01/20/20