HOLLOW GRAVES

ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉˢ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ

[killedgain-blog]

LAZARUS  HAS  DIED   /  LAZARUS  HAS  RISEN  AGAIN             independent  &  highly  selective.     gabriel  reyes  /  reaper  from  blizzard’s  overwatch.     headcanon  heavy  &  canon  divergent.     as  narrated  by  coslyn.     #killedgain.

[killedgain-blog]

LAZARUS  HAS  DIED   /  LAZARUS  HAS  RISEN  AGAIN             independent  &  highly  selective.     gabriel  reyes  /  reaper  from  blizzard’s  overwatch.     headcanon  heavy  &  canon  divergent.     as  narrated  by  coslyn.     #killedgain.

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MOVED.

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MOVED.

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MOVED.

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there  will  come  a  day  when  i  will  be  on  this  blog  consistently  w/o  disappearing  for  800  years.  today  is  not  that  day.

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❝ Society’s at a tipping point between order and chaos. ❞

WINTER  SOLDIER  /  not  accepting.@sheloppe

PERHAPS  BECAUSE  he  was  no  longer  that  which  should  be,  sensing  the  shifts  in  the  world  came  more  naturally  to  him than  it  did  before.  before,  when  he  breathed  air  &  was  not  yet  dust,  but  flesh.  when  he  had  no  attachment  to  the  world  around,  not  like  this,  &  could  only  hope  to  keep  up  by  being  smarter  than  it  was.  now  he  existed  outside  the  bounds  of  possibility,  drawn  from  mortal  flesh  &  cursed  with  life  that  was  not  living.  once  he  might  have  cared.  once,  he  might  have  thought  to  play  the  game  &  deal  with  the  hand  that  he  had  been  dealt.

he  no  longer  deliberately  bucked  at  the  fetters  that  tried  to  stop  him.  that  tried  their  best  to  prevent  him  from  completing  his  goals.  if  the  world  was  crumbling,  once  he  might  have  shattered  with  it.  now  he  simply  looked  on  with  peerless  eyes  that  were  more  two  pinpoints  of  deep,  unsettling  bleakness  than  instruments  of  sight.  the  reaper  raised  a  shoulder,  arms  coming  to  cross,   ❛   it’d  be  boring  otherwise.   ❜

[deathrife]

          ❛   TALON’S  INTERNAL  affairs  are  not  my  problem,   ❜   hissed  a  revenant’s  blade.  he  was  not  some  spirit  bound  to  a  mortal’s  whim  (  *  his  skin  crawled,  the  wild  ichor  of  her  signature  bubbling  underneath  as  if  to  say  otherwise )  that  could  not  resist  his  summoner’s  wishes.  he  was  void  &  there  existed  no  man  who  could  temper  it  to  their  will.   ❛   i  made  our  arrangement  clear.   ❜

sc:  @suollac

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         ❛   WHAT  WAS  it  ?  old  soldiers  are  hard  to  kill  ?   ❜   &  it  was  no  sound  that  bled  from  torn  lips,  but  the  very  approximation  of  a  whisper  that  seethed  with  hatred  neverending.    ❛   what  a  sentimental  comfort,  jack.   ❜

sc:  @501di3r76

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thinking.

reyes  sees  the  world  in  patterns.  he’s  really  good  at  picking  up  on  reoccurring  elements  &  identifying  consistencies  in  the environment  &  in  people.  he  recognizes  patterns  in  behaviours  a  lot  more  easily,  able  to  decompose  mannerisms  &  break  them  down  into  abstracts  until  he  can  understand  the  sequences  in  full  &  use  that  information  to  his  advantage  later.  essentially,  he’s  really  good  at  analyzing  and  then  predicting  behaviours  by  comparing  the  newfound information  to  things  he’s  experienced  /  observed  before.  he’s  a  lot  more  accurate  than  people  like  to  think  it  is  because  humans  are  inherently  creatures  of  habits.  it’s  this  combination  of  analytic  (  *  breaking  down  something  into  its  constituents  in  order  to  study  each  individual  part  &  how  they  relate  to  one  another  )  &  synthetic  (  *  combining  ideas  into  a  whole,  building  an  understanding  through  layers  upon  layers  of  small  elements  )  that  probably  make  reyes  really  distinct.

that  said,  reyes  is  probably  very  good  at  logic  -  based  puzzles,  but  struggles  with  more  spatially  -  based  puzzles  because  his  mind  isn’t  geared  towards  that  mode  of  thinking.  like  he’d  be  good  at  sudoku  &  word  jumbles,  but  struggle  through  mazes  &  word  searches.

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          ❛   THE  WAY  i  see  it,  you  don’t  have  many  options,   ❜   &  maybe  he  should  feel  just  a  smudge  more  of  remorse  (  *  oh  reyes.  you  are  naught  but  a  paradox  of  confidence  &  guilt  )  but  sympathy  stung  more  that  cloves  pressed  against  open  wounds,  so  he  remained  as  steady  as  steel.  it  was  a  good  deal,  yes.  the  best  out  of  all  the  options  reyes  could  conceive  &  arguably  still  so  amongst  the  ones  he  could  not.  he  didn’t  bother spinning  a  lie  about  choice.  not  now.    ❛   my  offer  still  stands.   ❜

sc:  @joutouda

[deathrife]

JESSE  /  SON

The young man had a hard time to get back to reality, he felt a horrible PAIN on his left side. That made him try to MOVE, but the moment he tried, he panicked even MORE. jesse barked a scared reaction, looking to grab something or SOMEONE.

„ I can’t feel my arm… “ he panted, unable to see, to be SURE of what was happening before his very eyes.  „ What… what happened…? I- I can’t feel my arm… “

★ ━━ @deathrife || SC

HE  SHOULD  be  doing  a  million  things  right  now.  should  be  yelling  for  a  goddamn  medic  or  anyone  because  gabriel  reyes  could  break  possibility,  but  he  could  not  do  this.  breaking  was  not  making  &  reyes  was  drowning  in  his  own  incompetence.

          ❛   shhh,   ❜   he  hushed,  voice  forcibly  steady  &  soft.  he  grabbed  jesse’s  other  (  *  other             shit,  there  was  so  much  blood  ).   ❛   easy,  son.  easy.  focus  on  me,  jesse.  i’m  here.  you  just  lost  your  hat,  s’all.   ❜

[deathrife]

perhaps the silence reflected upon his discomfort. always a worshiper, seemingly overstepped his own role. what a cruel reminder from the likes of god to know his place. this is where you are meant to be, achilles. even demigods must pay for their misdoings. " oh, " intelligent, surely, " i didn't realize you needed me for this, commander. i apologize for my negligence. " perhaps he should have assumed he may be needed for a meeting. " --... was there anything else, sir ? "

THIS  WAS  not  how  it  was  supposed  to  be.

a  long  time  ago  jack  had  once  stood  there  with  a  posture  so  arrogant  he  might  have  had  a  crown  wrapping  around  his  skull.  far  from  kingly,  but  he  challenged  all  the  same,  his  entire  existence  spent  on  resisting  &  pushing  against  boundaries  &  expectations  in  the  way  jack  morrison  did.  (  *  sorry  i  missed  the  meeting,  but  not  all  of  us  are  losers              what  had  happened  to  you,  little  spark  ?  )

dusty  regret  rested  on  his  tongue  &  reyes  didn’t  look  up,  eyes  cast  away  to  avoid              to  avoid.  for  want  of  something  to  focus  on,  his  gaze  ran  over  the  panel  in  front  of  him,  fixated  on  the  pixels  of  text  flashing  past  as  he  scrolled  through  each  report  &  document.  a  small  frown  crooked  at  his  lips,  twisting  into  an  ugly  sneer  as  he  battled  for  the  right  words  to  say.

anything  to  alleviate  the  stone  caking  his  lungs  &  shattering  against  his  ribs.  it  was  more  than  mere  disconnection.  it  was  more  than  a  sudden  gulf  suddenly  prying  them  apart  when  not  even  a  hairsbreadth  of  distance  sat  between  them  (  *  reyes  &  morrison.  gabriel  &  jack.  overwatch  had  always  had  two  triangles  in  its  design  ).  it  was  more  because  disconnection  could  be  fixed.  could  be  mended  with  bridges  &  stitched  back  together  until  the  seam  was  flawless  &  the  fabrics  almost,  almost,  matched  perfectly.

this  was  destruction  &  nothing  was  supposed  to  do  that.  not  to  them.  

           ❛   no,   ❜   he  said  eventually,  and  the  voice  was  cold  pitch  &  tar.  there  was  a  strange  cavity  in  his  throat,  as  close  to  empty  he  had  been  in  a  very  long  time.   ❛   that  is  all  morrison.  dismissed.   ❜

[jhuliecostanza]

haven’t posted much lately so here’s some overwatch quality family time

[deathrife]

tell us about reapers thoughts on children before & after

HEADCANON  Q’S  /  always  accepting.@vclnteer

children.

reyes  loved  children.  he  absolutely  adored  their  energy  &  just  everything  about  them.  he  loved  listening  to  whatever  they  had  to  say,  to  being  immersed  in  their  imaginations.  he  was  the  type  of  person  who’d  just  sit  down  &  listen  to  a  kid  ramble  about  why  spoons  should  be  blue  &  the  pink  unicorns  were  definitely  better  than  purple  tigers.  he  had  two  younger  sisters  growing  up  &  he  adored  them  like  nothing  else.  they  were  his  entire  world.  &  you  know,  reyes  has  this  tendency  to  just  take  kids  underneath  his  wing.  like  he  did  with  mccree  &  with  genji.  he’d  wouldn’t  leave  kids  in  a  shitty  situation  if  he  can  do  something  to  help  them.

reaper  is  ambivalent  towards  them.  he  doesn’t  care  about  them.  i  wouldn’t  say  that  he’s  necessarily  indiscriminate  because  i  feel  like  there’s  still  enough  of  an  echo  within  him  that  he’d  avoid  doing  harm  to  them.  like  in  the  cinematic  trailer,  were  he  a  crueler  person,  it  wouldn’t  have  been  hard  at  all  to  use  those  kids  as  leverage.  i  can’t  say  for  sure,  but  it  seemed  as  if  reaper  tended  to  lead  the  fight  away  from  where  the  children  were.  then  again,  he  also  popped  a  death  blossom  &  starter  shooting  everywhere.  maybe  he  wouldn't  actively  avoid  causing  havoc  where  there  are  children   around,  but  he  wouldn’t  go  out  of  his  way  to  put  them  in  harm’s  way  either.

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❝ For as long as I can remember, I just wanted to do what was right. ❞

WINTER  SOLDIER  /  accepting.@soldscars

HE  HAD  never  claimed  to  be  a  hero.  none  of   them  ever  did.  they  knew  what  they  were.  what  they  had  become.  had  known  that  any  light  within  them  was  now  perpetually  accompanied  by  the  reminder  that  they  were  not  good.  &  reyes  was  fine  with  that.  all  he  wanted  to  do  was  fight  for  something  that  mattered  (  *  a  very  long  time  ago,  a  boy  lost  his  father  &  realized  that  living  was  not  living.  it  was  fighting  death  ).  there  was  precious  little  he  believed  in,  but  he  believed  in  what  he  was  doing  &  he  believed  in  this  overwatch.  gabriel  reyes  knew  doubt  &  knew  regret,  but  he  never  lingered  &  pushed  through  regardless.

later,  but  not  during  this  moment,  reyes  would  stop  believing  in  anything.  in  fact,  he  stopped  all  together  &  that  was  not  how  it  was  supposed  to  go  at  all.

reyes  almost  said  many  things.  almost  said  &  what  ?  now  you  don’t  want  to  anymore  ?  but  he  stopped  himself  &  held  back  his  tongue.  he  considered  his  next  words  carefully,  perfectly  aware  of  their  possible  ramifications  &  the  seeds  he  could  plant  with  even  this  intake  of  breath.  he  could  say  you’re  still  doing  the  right  thing  &  reyes  was  many  things,  but  he  was  no  liar.  he  could  bend  words  with  his  tongue  &  pry  open  holes  in  promises  &  oaths  because  he  was  clever  &  no  such  thing  was  ever  perfectly  true,  but  he  did  not  lie.  there  were  those  that  would  argue,  but  they  would  be  lying  themselves.  he  could  say  something  cruel  &  efficient,  sparing  jack’s  feelings  because  maybe  that  was  what  he  needed.  he  needed  a  harsh,  but  well  meaning  statement  to  fish  him  from  that dangerous  melancholy  that  so  often  captured  men  &  drowned  them  in  drink  or  the  rush  of  adrenaline.  he  could  also  be  kind  &  say  that  jack  was  a  good  person.  &  it  wouldn’t  be  a  lie  because  jack  was  a  good  person.

but  he  could  not.  he  could  not  because  this  was  jack  morrison  &  hope  was  a  dangerous  thing,  but  reyes  was  never  one  to  back  down  from  impossible  odds.   reyes  sighed  &  made  his  choice.

          ❛   &  now  you’ve  realized  that’s  impossible,   ❜   he  said  honestly.  doing  what  was  right  did  not  mean  doing  what  was  good.  a contradiction,  really.  a  silly  statement  to  make  one  feel  better  about  themselves.  in  a  way,  they  were  all  such  arrogant  fools.   ❛   i’d  say  don’t  worry,  but  you  should  worry.  the  moment  you  start  thinking  you’re  right  is  the  moment  you  should  be  scared  of  yourself.  think  about  what  you  actually  want  some  more.  maybe  you’ll  find  an  answer  then.   ❜

[jhuliecostanza]

guess i’ll die but with a twist