Reaper Sans
He doesn't want much, just forever. I really love him, actually. I wish he was given a proper love. Headcanons for him below
Official Height: Varies but usually 7'2
Nihilist
Quiet, perceptive, reserved, responsible, weary, patient, curious, cautious, cynical, remorseful, distrustful, pessimistic, well mannered, reflective, and ruthless
A God of Death
His job is to reap souls that are persistent about avoiding death
Cannot touch anything that's alive, as it dies
It's implied that he hates his job
Keeps tabs on Killer and Nightmare
He is lonely, only visiting his brother sometimes since they're always so busy
I like to think he hums to himself a lot
Watches mundane activities or objects wistfully
Often found observing gardens but never touching anything
Found terrifying and ominous to others, I think he encourages it to avoid making connections
His weapon is a chain linked pair of two scythes. Uses the chain to bind runners
Has multiple wings, but often has two large ones at will
Usually has no eyelights unless using magic
Can transform into a crow to spy on others
He finds fate mostly stupid, especially since he hates that it's "fate" that he can't touch what is alive without killing it
He has an hourglass for each soul
Can float around and prefers to around others, especially since it makes him feel cool
Air and life grows cold in his presence
Candles often extinguish in his presence
Secretly, he is a romantic
Often wistfully looks at the moon, his love, for it never leaves him and is as cold as he is
Was once gifted a glass flower, it stays in his inventory
His magic is a light blue to white, whispy and milky to the color
Often visits souls who are close to their time, even going so far as to visit when they're toeing the line in moments they're unaware that their life is at risk
He hates those who waste their lives away, doing nothing with their gifts
His magic smells of rain over a garden
He hates that the other Gods make his job harder during battles, especially since most of those lives didn't deserve to die so quickly
Morally grey, he has done things that others find heartless
He can spend hours sniffing candles and perfumes, he just loves different scents
His magic weakens in life's presence
When the tree of emotions died, he mourned her death secretly while watching Nightmare mourn as well while Dream had visions of him while a statue
Sings during a hunt
He finds a thrill in chasing others when they're afraid, usually using banter despite their reluctance or fear
Closing Notes: i just think hes neat, he doesn't have a playlist I made for him that makes me insane or anything.
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