#terrifiesall

[terrifiesthem]

"Frank." Death leans on his shoulder. "I have a request."

"ngh." FROM SUBTLE SCOWLS comes the grunt, unsure of whether or not he truly wants to fulfill any request of hers. wouldn't it be, that in a way, he has already done SO MUCH for her? a moment passes. a quiet debate before eventually, an eyebrow raises. "--- don't make me regret this."

[chaos-is-us]

[ @terrifiesall​ said ]:

"Do you have an issue with my job?"

“...Your job? Sorry - so, you get paid to do the weird stuff that you do? I mean - I don’t have an issue with... all of that, but it just isn’t what I would call... normal or enjoyable.” Byron explained as best he could, questioning this whole “death” situation he had witnessed. Of course, he was trying his best to not offend the woman. Or would she be considered a creature?

“Uhm. Please don’t kill me?” He asked with a small wince and a squint of his eyes. 

[thesoundsofwar]

“Death.” He stepped forward. Narrowing his eyes up to her, War sighed exasperated. “The Beast is complaining to me about you breaking rules. In his words. But let me remind you we are not letting the humans know of us. I have a current job on Earth and I would like to do so without suspicion.”

@terrifiesall

[goldnfortune]

“Something is wrong. It’s not just a random rebellion thing.” He revealed his suspicions after the reapers dispersed. They give him a respectful berth now. Still kinda amazes him how he went from being on their dinner menu to feared. It’s not as if he goes around being a dickhead to people now that he has this title. But they know not to mess with him. Callum might have been in this role for a while but he’s still trying to get used to having any power at all. 

“She started asking me who she really was and that someone told her we could have saved Earth from the original end.” Callum reached up to cup her face. “I don’t know Nightingale. I think someone has been filling her head with things. Things I don’t like.” 

@terrifiesall // cont

[creation-is-chaos]

“People should learn to keep their hands to themselves. Especially when it comes to my son.” 

[lover-of-wolves]

STARTER

@terrifiesall

Connor hated Christmas music. That sickly sweet, TOXIC positivity about snow and Santa and Jesus and fuck-all traditions. He couldn’t ESCAPE it. Sitting at the front desk of the bookstore, he kept shooting looks at the door to the manager’s office, wondering if he could get away with DELETING the Christmas playlist while Rita was in the bathroom...

Tough call.

He did his best to IGNORE it and just focus on his textbook. It was a slow day, not many customers had come in at all. Which, he didn’t mind. Gave him time to study. So, when he did hear the bell JINGLE at the front, it was enough to make him look up and catch sight of the woman entering the store. “ Hello, ” he greeted AMICABLY, offering a smile before looking back down at his book. “ Let me know if you need help finding anything. ”

[fortitudina]

terrifiesall said: "Still reading your books?" Death smiles.

        “   Hello to you too, Darling.   ”     Her question is enough to have a smile tug at the corners of his lips; to hear her voice once more after so long without hearing it. 

                                                                                                       * @terrifiesall​

[penniesfortheferryman]

            "What? Of course not. You know I do not kill, dear.”

@terrifiesall​ // closed