No Errors

"Only Grim Reapers who know the significance of life will be granted Grim Reaper glasses... The glasses of Life..."                             indipendent William T Spears

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LIke this post for a short starter or if I owe you a reply. I will get around to them tomorrow. Slowly getting my grove back for this stuff.

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PSA:

I'm sorry guys. I have no muse for William. He's being very stubborn and won't work for me. I will try and get this sorted and reply a little later on. I'll be able to reply on cielphantxmhivex and maybe one of the other accounts I have. I'm not sure what account that would be. I'm very sorry guys. Please don't hate me.

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My muse hasn't slept for days, come in my inbox and make them go to bed

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+6 Sewn Shut

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His discomfort with her touch nearly made her laugh, the expression on his face was adorable and stupid at the same time. “ You could be my Reaper if you wanted. “ It would have been interesting to have someone powerful working with her - and not against. “ But none the less, it is a pleasure to meet you, William. I hope we do get to see each other again in the future. “

Fingers weaved together as she clasped her hands in front of her, nodding as he explained that he needed to leave but both paused when a roar entered their ears. Calpurnia looked from behind William’s protective  stance to see an oddly bright dressed woman with a chainsaw. The sound drew the attention of her young master, who almost rushed to jump in front of them both until the pastel haired demon raised her hand to stop him, shaking her head.

Cyril shouldn’t be the one to protect her - and it would have been this red bloke’s fault for even trying to harm her. William didn’t raise a finger to harm her, he asked first.

Calpurnia stifled her laughter when Grell threw her arms around William, almost giving her a glare to show that he was hers. As the proceeded to leave, the she-demon could not contain herself anymore and gave a laugh, soft and pleasant. Her young master came rushing over, taking her arm to see if there was any harm to her.

          This William man was going to be interesting.

“ Come find me when you get bored, William. “ She called after them.

William was supporting Ronald Knox with Grell's help. The three of them had gone out to reap a high amount of souls. Of course when they had gotten there they had been set on by a bunch of demons. They had taken out poor Ronald very quickly. Only through Will's skill and Grell's scythe they had escaped. Of course they were banged up, bloody and bruised. It was then the reaper spotted the pink haired demon. His green eyes narrowed. "I had hoped not to see you again." Will said biting his cheek. He had a nasty gash on his head and his leg hurt badly. He shivered as the adrenaline of his fight had started to wear off. Grell was less hurt but it was obvious her wrist was broken. Ronald was the one who'd been hurt worse than the others. He wasn't conscious. "Forgive me for being rude Calpurnia. Please can we have somewhere to stay." He said softly. His green eyes were starting to burn with pain. His head ached terribly.

He licked his lips and then helped Grell move Ronald a little. The poor boy was just slumped against them like a rag doll. "We were attacked by a group of demons. I don't know why they were. They nearly killed Ron." He said softly. Grell looked like she was about to cry. However her face was showing she was trying very hard to make sure she didn't. Grell and Will set Ronald down against a nearby wall and Will looked carefully at the wounds. However the pressure on his leg was too much. He sat down next to Ronald and Grell just sniffed back a few tears. Will looked at Calpurnia. "How is your boy?" He said softly. Grell just sat down next to Will. Her head rested on Will's shoulder.

The three couldn't move now. They needed rest. Unlike demons they couldn't bounce back right away. "Also I'm very sorry to impose on you." Will said. His voice was getting very tired and he couldn't move or even think to speak. His death scythe was across the three reapers. Grell's chainsaw was by her side and the Ron's lawnmower was near her too.

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"W.. William?"

“Thomas.” Will greeted stoically. His eyes were showing he was far from impressed. His dark hair was slightly messy from where he had run his hand through it. He was normally neat. “You seem to have escaped purgatory. How interesting. Why are you here?” He asked. He was no longer the kinder reaper the man had met. He was hardened by many years service. He sorely missed his family “You shouldn’t be here.” He said concern leaked into his green eyes but it wasn’t much. His emotions were always so muted now.

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“I-I didn’t know! i didn’t  believe you!” Thomas wept. “You know I didn’t! I said that out loud that I didn’t really understand! I-I thought… I thought you were pretending!” he said.

He froze up as the other prompted him to continue.

“M-my… my book,” he nearly whispered, hanging his head in shame.

Will simply sighed. No one ever believed him. It was not unusual in his profession. His green eyes narrowed a little. The boys book had been good. However it had hurt William deeply. Not that he would ever say that. He would rather not be talking about it. "What about your book Thomas?" He asked with a slightly curious edge. He gave a soft smile.

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demon-butler-from-hell:

The demon stood still at his spot, cautiously remaining his distance from the raven-haired male as their fateful encounter was left unheeding of. The demon surely wouldn’t risk getting ‘cut’ by those relatively sharp scythes again after having experienced one . Noticing a slight frown formed across William’s face, Sebastian tilted his head to the side a little, smirking at the reaper before him.  “Rest assured, Mr-grim-reaper. I wouldn’t lie, not when I’m bounded to the contract. I’m merely a pawn to my young master and without his orders, I can never move around as I please. Oh my? Why were you suddenly interested in learning of my young master’s affair? Shouldn’t you be taking care of your injured colleague instead of striking a conversation with a vermin like me?” Sebastian’s gaze shifted from Williams’ then to the wounded reaper before looking back at the stiff looking male again.

“Now, do you have anything to request of me? If none, I shall take my leave now.” Sebastian turned his back away from William, preparing to walk away in an instance. 

Will gave the demon a long look for a moment. Was the demon trying to bait him? He wouldn't rise to it that was for sure. Sebastian was right in that he had to take care of his team member. However he had a few questions. He was sure that the other reaper could last a while. It had been a long time since Alan had had an attack as bad as this. "I have a few questions." He said with a firm voice. His breathing was even but his heart was thundering in his chest. His green eyes were narrowed slightly. "This reaper is sick, he has the Thorns of Death." He said not wanting to say too much about Alan. He didn't want the young reaper to die either. For Eric's sake. "I wondered...if you'd heard anything about this?" He asked without revealing how uncertain he was.

He shifted Alan's weight and then pursed his lips. His eyes were narrowed again. "I'm asking you because the reapers have no known cure." He said softly. He liked Alan. He was a peaceful man and an excellent reaper. "I know you've been alive for a long time. You must have heard something." He said softly. He wished he had one of the other reapers to help him. Alan was getting a little heavy now.

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William looked at the boy with bright green eyes. He hated interacting with children. They were bothersome at best. This boy however seemed different. There was something about him that he was curious about. "What are you doing here? Should a child like you not be in bed?" He asked. It was quite late. However he did notice a strange creature nearby. It made him curious. He said nothing more though. His death scythe was held close to him.

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"W.. William?"

“Thomas.” Will greeted stoically. His eyes were showing he was far from impressed. His dark hair was slightly messy from where he had run his hand through it. He was normally neat. “You seem to have escaped purgatory. How interesting. Why are you here?” He asked. He was no longer the kinder reaper the man had met. He was hardened by many years service. He sorely missed his family “You shouldn’t be here.” He said concern leaked into his green eyes but it wasn’t much. His emotions were always so muted now.

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annotatingarchangels

“I-I wanted to apologize!” he cried. “I didn’t mean to hurt you! I was just scared, alright? You just… you just kept hurting me and I got scared and I wanted you to stop but you didn’t and-” he took a deep breath. “-a-all I ask for is your forgiveness! T-that’s all I want… w-well that and another thing…”

Will heard what the man said. He sighed gently. He had hurt Will but it was in the past now. There was no point crying over spilled milk. It would do nether of them any good if he was honest. "Tch, honestly. You were supposed to die, you knew this when I introduced myself. It would not have hurt had you not struggled." He said. He couldn't spare the boy for one good novel. Like he said the boy would not be missed. "What other thing?" He asked. His tone was slightly confused he had no idea what Thomas meant.

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Resting her chin in the palm of her hand, she only continued to stare at the Reaper with little interest. “ You’ve never told me your name. It’s only fitting of a gentleman to introduce himself when a lady does. But also I accept your apology. From your eyes I could see the anger and hatred, though it was misplaced since we had never met before. “

Rising from her seat on the crate, her heels making contact with the hard ground, Calpurnia clasped her hands in front of her. “ Cyril. “ She called out to her young master, smiling softly. “ I will be talking to this man for a while so please take your time. “ The young boy nodded, rolling his eyes. The pastel haired she-demon looked back to the Reaper before her.

“ It is not what he wanted from me. “ She answered his earlier question. “ He made a contract with me - his wish was to have fun with me. When he deems it boring then I will have him - but….I feel oddly protective of the boy. “ 

Her hand was quick to grasp the Reaper’s chin between her fingers, settling so that he could look at her - really look at her. “ So you will be seeing me here for a every long time, even if you like it or not, my Reaper. “

Will felt the demon grip his chin and he felt his skin crawl. He heard what she said and then jerked away from her. He adjusted his glasses and glared at her. That was unwanted physical contact. He sighed gently. "I am not your reaper. My name is William T Spears." He said introducing himself finally. There was something about the demon that unsettled him now. He made sure to keep a safe distance from her. He couldn't have her grabbing him when she pleased. There was only one demon who had gotten away with that. "If you stay out of my way I'll stay out of yours." He said rather stiffly. He could do without a demon sticking their nose. in. He checked his watch.

He cursed lightly under his breath. He was late meeting the other dispatch members. They would no doubt come looking for him soon. "Now, if you.." He paused when he heard the roar of a chainsaw. It appeared that Grell was here at the very least. He sighed. "What are you trying to do girl? Making a move on my darling?" Grell asked as she leapt down from the rooftop to face the demon. William sighed and an exasperated look came onto his face. "I'm not your darling. Do move out of the way Sutcliff or you'll cause trouble." He said using his scythe to push her away. He then stood before her.

He was doing this as an act of protection even if Grell gave rather colourful curses as she was pushed aside. William looked at the demon. "Allow me to introduce Grell Sutcliff, my partner. Sutcliff this is Calpurnia, she's a demon contracted to that boy." Will said pointing to the boy. Grell merely looked bored and threw her arm around Will in a possessive way. Will put up with it. "We have quite a large collection. I'm afraid I'm needed. Do have a nice day." Will said stiffly. He began to walk away. As he did his frost nature towards the red haired reaper thawed a little.

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A chill, perhaps of warning or caution, passed down the Wind Senshi’s spine at the appearance of the strange being.  The wind itself warned her to be careful, to be cautious, until he could be felt out, analyzed, and classified as neutral or … something far more sinister.  Her stance shifted marginally watching as the scythe brushed against the rim of the man’s glasses, poised for action even in her seemingly relax state filing away what information she was given, in case it was needed at a later date.  

For the longest of moments, Haruka paused considering his final words.  What was she.  Quick wit failed her as she thought over the words, irked and instincts on alert by the one word …. What. Not who.  Recovering, the Senshi offered a charming smile hoping it was fairly disarming. 

“Excuse me?  Perhaps I heard you wrong…. Tenoh Haruka… its a … nice to meet you.”

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Will looked at the other and then had to sigh. The girl had skilfully avoided his questions. It was something that rather amused him. However that amusement would not do her very well. "It's a pleasure." He said rather shortly. He had to find out what was different about her. He kept his green eyes fixed on her. He adjusted his glasses once more and then sighed softly. "Please, don't avoid my question. What are you?" He asked again his eyes narrowing. He moved so he was a little closer to the girl. He was a little taller than her. His death scythe was gripped firmly in his hand and he looked less than amused. Now he was a little closer he could sense something more but it wasn't good.

He took in a deep breath and then gave a small sigh. "Tch, you have to be one of the most evasive people I have met Haruka-chan." He said. Though he was English Will had done a lot of work in Japan with the other reapers. He knew that chan may be slightly diminutive towards the girl but she was much younger than him. She was so much younger than he was. "Now, you know that I am a reaper. Please tell me what you are. Your soul seems old. Like you've lived many lifetimes." He said to her. His mouth was a thin line as he looked at her with a curious look. He knew he was being invasive and he was being persistent but he couldn't let it drop.

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"W.. William?"

“Thomas.” Will greeted stoically. His eyes were showing he was far from impressed. His dark hair was slightly messy from where he had run his hand through it. He was normally neat. “You seem to have escaped purgatory. How interesting. Why are you here?” He asked. He was no longer the kinder reaper the man had met. He was hardened by many years service. He sorely missed his family “You shouldn’t be here.” He said concern leaked into his green eyes but it wasn’t much. His emotions were always so muted now.

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Thomas whimpered slightly and hovered backwards, nervous. “I-I uh, I-I didn’t mean to,” he explained, holding up his hands in surrender. “H-honest I didn’t… p-please, I just want to explain, William!”

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Will looked carefully at the other man and then sighed. This was not good. It meant that Grell and himself had not passed the exam. It made him worried. His eyes softened a little as he looked at the boy. “You…wanted to explain something? You better make that quick.” Will said with a slight bite to his tone. It was his usual work manor.

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+6 Sewn Shut

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“ If it’ll out you at ease, my name is Calpurnia. “ She spoke, crossing her arms over her chest as she gaze flickered back to her young master. Giving a nod, she waved at him with a small, sweet smile. “Don’t forget, Cyril, you need the box of gears for your next project. “ The she-demon reminded him, which he immediately turned back around to ask the shopkeeper.

Returning her gaze to the Reaper, her smile instantly dropped. She could still see the anger in his eyes, the firm belief he held that he couldn’t be touched by her. Swiping her hand across her face, her form changed completely, a much older form taking place.

“ You do not tolerate someone hitting you, and I do not tolerate being berated when I have done nothing wrong. It was rude how you had approached me also - if I were to do harm then I would have tried to incapacitate you. “

William watched as she changed shape. He had never seen a demon do that before. He was momentarily taken aback. His green eyes were wide but his expression soon smoothed as she spoke to him about what had happened. He gave a slight sigh at her words. "Rude?" Will asked his brow raising slightly. He supposed he had been rude. He just got so angry with demons. He supposed because they delayed his reunion with his family. "I suppose I was, I am sorry about that." Will said. His expression was genuine. However he did grudge saying it just a little. He moved his death scythe into a more neutral position. He supposed he couldn't be angry all the time.

He looked at her for a long moment. She did seem different from the standard demon. She didn't want to mould the soul to her tastes. Most demons moulded their meals into what they liked. "You truly want to make him happy? Is that all he wanted from you?" He asked. He was curious now. It wasn't snide or cutting. It was simple curiosity. He couldn't help but ask. "I have to commend you. Your not like the others. I was wrong to judge you so quickly." He said. This time it wasn't grudging. It was the honest truth.

He wondered why she would be in a contract for that though. Most demons were amused by their masters. Sebastian seemed rather amused with Ciel and Claude had certainly been amused with Alois and his antics. It was depressing if he was honest. It was bad enough the souls would never know peace. "I hope you'll be able to forgive my rash actions." He said softly.

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I don’t normally…or try not to…post things like this. It makes me feel weak and stupid. At the moment replies will be very slow. I’m feeling a little bit depressed and I can’t get stupid thoughts out of my head. I’m 23 and I feel as if I’ve done nothing with my life. I work in a place that I despise with every fibre of my being. I’m too awkward to be social with others. I’m still roleplaying which makes me feel foolish sometimes but then I think why should I? I enjoy the writing. I enjoy meeting people on here. Even though I can’t fucking write. It's something I fear drive people away from rolepaying with me. Yes I'm an insecure moody person.

Most of all I just hate myself a little bit. All the people I used to know are either in college or university doing something worthwhile. Others have families, babies, partners. I’m asexual and I have no desire to have a boyfriend/girlfriend/partner. The concept makes me agnsty but then I think. Am I normal? Should I do things other people are doing? Should I worry about this? I’ve got a few close friends and I do go out with some of them from time to time but then I see people going on weekends with their friends. I don’t drink alcohol. I don’t like the taste or what it turns people into. I love and obsess over musical theatre (Cats in particular) F1, Manga, Anime and FNAF. I feel like people just humour my little odd ways. I don’t fucking know what’s wrong with me.

I just needed a place to rant ant this was it. I feel like an overweight, ugly, stupid and disgusting idiot that people shouldn’t give a fuck about but then I feel lonely so I try and fit in but feel like a freak. Anyway I just needed to put this here. I feel like I’ll explode if I don’t get my negativity somewhere. Sorry guys…if anyone reads this. I also feel so stupid about my writing.

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"W.. William?"

“Thomas.” Will greeted stoically. His eyes were showing he was far from impressed. His dark hair was slightly messy from where he had run his hand through it. He was normally neat. “You seem to have escaped purgatory. How interesting. Why are you here?” He asked. He was no longer the kinder reaper the man had met. He was hardened by many years service. He sorely missed his family “You shouldn’t be here.” He said concern leaked into his green eyes but it wasn’t much. His emotions were always so muted now.

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               “There seems to be an influx of … interesting people today…”

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“Tch, honestly.” Will muttered under his breath as he looked at the other. It seemed there was something about her soul. Something he wanted to find out about that was for sure. “I’m sure it's about to get more interesting.” He said loudly. His bright green eyes were focused on the girl. He adjusted his glasses with his death scythe. His lips were pursed. He was somewhat annoyed. He couldn’t tell what made her soul so special. “Allow me to introduce myself. I am William T Spears of the Grim Reaper Dispatch Association.” He introduced himself in his normal fashion. He never usually spoke to a potential target but he did right now. “Your the most interesting person I’ve seen today. What are you?” He asked directly. She wasn’t a demon or angel. she was something else. He was sure he’d regret finding out.