Fear The Reaper

Death Walks Among You ((Indie Reaper blog---please read rules before interacting. Written by Crow.))

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Starter call

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I love how there is almost never any art on my dash anymore. 

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if you’d like to support the author   /   feel free to change pronouns as needed

*  potential warnings for  :  mild allusions to abuse  /  trauma

“ the shadows were always taller than you when you walked ” “ our horoscopes say we make great friends ” “ now you’re nothing more than a ghost who haunts me ” “ i thought he was a god ” “ i thought he would love me if i became his puppet ” “ beings like him don’t know what the fuck love is ” “ did your parents not love you enough ? ” “ you can’t make up excuses for an asshole ” “ i  ,  the ragdoll in your collection of toys ” “ you take up a space that i do not want you to have ” “ you blamed me for the wreckage ” “ your blood type is toxic ” “ the dead and i now raise hell ” “ the congregation screams holy to your voice  ,  not to your anointing ” “ here lies your pride ” “ this time though  ,  i stitched myself up ” “ i refused to be the next victim that laid at their altar to sacrifice ” “ i fucking hate roses ” “ did your dream come true ? ” “ you tried burning me down not knowing you were fucking with a goddess ” “ i’m not scared of the monster anymore ” “ fathers shouldn’t kill their daughters ” “ yet a monster is still a monster ” “ karma has a way of working and doing its due diligence ” “ with your death  ,  i found my peace ” “ your holy ground burns my feet ” “ i’m still walking through the fire ” “ she wanted everyone to pay for her pain ” “ somehow it doesn’t run through my veins to better understand your actions ” “ i guess i had too much hope ” “ you tried killing me ” “ i’d miss death’s visitation again ” “ you decided it was my turn to be ruined by everyone ” “ it didn’t take long for me to figure out i was an easy target ” “ he was preaching about me on his holy  ,  untouched altar ” “ she’s still alive  ,  in case you’re wondering ” “ the demons have found souls to rest ” “ somehow it’s not god who comes to my rescue ” “ your eyes will always remind me of the ocean ” “ paranoia now has a place in this body i call home ” “ here’s to all the events we’ll never attend together ” “ the seven deadly sins have nothing on you ” “ you’re scared ” “ i hope no one recognizes me ” “ if hell is real then there’s a home for you ”

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It had been so long. The sun and moon blurred across the sky in an endless cycle. Light then dark then light again. An empty cycle of time and he couldnt feel a second of it. Reapers body continued on its cycle like the sky. Some days were good and some were nothing but pain with no reprieve.

So long. So long without him.

Reaper found himself in the temple again, welcomed with hopeful but sad greetings. The monks knew. They knew one day he would come and it would be his last. Knew his hope was fading and the anger and despair was growing again.

The room was filled with little trinkets now. He kept bringing them in the hope one of them would somehow summon his lost lover from thin air. That he would be there, delicate hands inspecting his newest gift and the beautiful aura would reach out to him, welcoming him home. 

But its been too long. Reaper feared what that meant. Feared and raged. All he was before returning in the absence of his loving opposite. 

His hand clenched just a little bit harder along the thin box in his hands and the wraith had to stop and breath so he wouldnt break the delicate thing inside. A glass rose colored gold and red. His last gift. His last hope. But, as was the case before, Zenyatta was not there. Had not been there at all if the undisturbed dust was any indication. With a heavy sigh, the wraith ghosted forward, placing the offering in one of the last free spaces in the room.

He waited as he always did. Looked out the window and watched the cycle without feeling it. Watching the shadows and light dance over the gifts of glass and metal and silk. 

The cycle slowed and he knew it was over. His lover, his other half, was gone and would not return.

And neither would he.

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I'm not dead. Just really busy with moving and working.

[memesfromstuff]

*: ･ﾟ✧   interrogation starters.

feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.

CALM / QUESTIONING.

“ tell me, what happened?”

“ did you see anything?”

“ what do you remember?”

“ do you remember anything unusual?”

“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”

“ every detail is important.”

“ and what happened next?”

“ and what did you do when all this took place?”

“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”

“ where were you around __ am/pm?”

“ can anyone verify that?”

“ was someone with you?”

“ and you had nothing to do with it?”

“ and you weren’t involved?”

“ did you see it happen?”

“ did you see who did it?”

“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”

CARING / UNDERSTANDING.

 “ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”

“ did someone hurt you?”

“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”

“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”

“ we can take a break, if you want.”

“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”

“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”

SUSPICIOUS.

“ there is something you’re not telling me.”

“ i think you’re lying.”

“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”

“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”

“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”

“ what aren’t you telling me?”

“ who are you trying to protect?”

“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”

“ they must’ve told you more than that.”

“ you have to have seen more than that.”

“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”

“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”

“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”

DEMANDING.

“ i need you to tell me the truth.”

“ i need you to tell me what happened.”

“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”

“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”

“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”

MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.

“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”

“ i’m listening…”

“ you’re coming with me.”

“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”

“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”

“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”

“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”

“ okay. we have a deal.”

“ sorry. no deal.”

[uneventfulness]

Ask me anything 😊

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“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”

“You’re one to talk, Vaquero.”

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“They’ll find out the truth eventually.” inixiando-el-haxkeo

The truth. Oh how he hopes the truth comes out. One day everyone will know everything that was hidden from them and they will turn on their leaders and burn them as witches. The thought alone sparks a fire of righteousness in his chest. Reaper doesnt even know if thats what Sombra is talking about. Not that it matters too much.

“Of course they will. People always learn the truth eventually.”

@inixiando-el-haxkeo

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“There must be something you fear.”

Reaper chuckles and crosses his arms over his chest. “And here I thought you knew everything. Is there finally something the All Powerful Sombra doesnt know?”

[memeroundups]

Questions/Comments to be sent anonymously!

(though off anon is fine too!)

“Is there someone you hold dear?”

“Don’t you feel any guilt?”

“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”

“There must be something you fear.”

“Do you have a home?”

“Is there someone you like?”

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Aren’t you happy?”

“Who do you despise?” 

“How do you sleep at night?”

“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”

“What do you think of kindness?”

“What do you think of hatred?”

“Why do you fight?”

“Why do you live?”

“How much blood have you spilled?”

“How much death have you seen?”

“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”

“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”

“Can’t you tell they love you?”

“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”

“Can’t you see that they hate you?”

“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”

“You’re not tainted.”

“You’re not alone.”

“You’re awful.”

“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”

“You’re an emotionless robot.”

“You’re just a lap dog.”

“It’s not over.”

“He/she needs you.”

“Stop lying.”

“Stop fighting.”

“Stop pushing others away.”

“You’re cruel.”

“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”

“You depend on him/her too often.”

“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”

“You’re too impulsive, it’s reckless.”

“You’re too careless, it’s a liability.”

“He/she is bringing you down.”

“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”

“You need to listen.”

“You need to speak up more often.”

“You’re weak.”

“You’re strong. Stronger than you’ll ever know.”

“You’re too proud.”

“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”

“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”

“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”

“You can’t cheat death.”

“You can’t hide forever.”

“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”

“That person is only holding you back.”

“They’re too good for you.”

“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”

“It will get better.”

“You look lonely.”

“You look bitter.”

“You look tired.”

“You’re hiding a painful burden.”

“You’re perfect.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“You will always be worthless.”

“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”

“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”

“You’ll rise above them all.” 

“You’ll find your place in this world.”

“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”

[edating]

if we are in a mutual follow there’s a 99.2% chance i want to talk to you but im scared i will annoy you

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glxrixuspurpxse‌:

“We’ll skip right to the point then…..” Loki idly paced, keeping his eyes trained on the back of Reapers head as well as keeping tabs on that curling smoke that seemed to surround him, he didn’t quite fancy being shot in the face again, mirage or not.

“That Overwatch organization has something I want, a weapon to be precise, who better to come too for help other than yourself, as far as I am aware you have issues of your own to resolve with them, yes?”

Reaper’s back slowly straightened and the smoke around him thickened and spread. The wraith turns towards the other and reveals, in all his glory, what happens when he lets himself go.

Originally posted by postapocalypticflimflam

A low, demonic chuckle  leaves the mass of blackness and the mouth opens as he speaks in a hundred voices. “Heh. Well, Loki, you have my full attention and curiosity.”

[xhulksmash-deactivated20200421]

“I think I’ve seen your face before.”

30 Starters that start with ‘I‘

Bruce stared at the other confused “ You have?” he said confused “ I don’t think i ever meet you before…and i don’t remember seeing your face either.”  he says obviously a little on edge.

Who was this guy? Did he maybe work for the military?

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xhulksmash‌:

Reaper?

“ Reaper? Like the Grim Reaper?” Bruce asked, he honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he was. Bruce already knew gods and aliens existed so why wouldn’t the Grim Reaper??

Bruce was glad that Reaper wasn’t here to fight or kill him, finally someone who didn’t just show up to kill him “ Ah well, i’m actually really relieved you’re not here to fight with me.” he said before frowning a little “ You want me to help you?”

The wraith chuckles. “Grim Reaper. I suppose I fit that description.” But going into detail about that would probably make the scientist think twice about helping him. And that would not do.

At the question, the masked man nods. “Yes. You see, despite my appearance, I am a victim. A victim of an individual who had devoted themselves to medicine thinking they could defy God. It’s left me in a state of limbo and, honestly, I’m done with it.”

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Gods and Deities Sentence Starters

“And what are you the god of? Bad tastes?”

“You’re not my god.” 

“It’s been a long time since anyone invoked my name.” 

“I’m a god, not a genie. I do not ‘grant’ wishes.” 

“You haven’t an inkling of an idea of what you’ve just done, haven’t you?” 

“And what is a mere mortal to a god?” 

“A god is only as powerful as their believers.”

“When’s the last time anyone prayed to you?” 

“Don’t be stupid. Gods don’t exist.” 

“Your petty discourse is highly amusing.” 

“What a cute little shrine! I wonder who’s it to?” 

“Your title may have “Evil” in it but you just look sad.” 

“No one’s ever built me a shrine before…” 

“You mustn’t be a very good god then.” 

“Your mortal woes are beneath me.” 

“You dare speak to me in such a tone?” 

“Be careful of what you wish for.” 

“You don’t know the meaning of “God-King”. 

“You know not of who you speak to, do you?” 

“You don’t look very… godly… to me.” 

“’A god’? Don’t be so full of yourself.” 

“What are you the god of?” 

“Does it get lonely?” 

“Oh god, please don’t hurt me!” 

“Your god has no sway here.”

“And what brings you into my domain, little one?” 

“I think I just woke something up. Something powerful.” 

“Um… hello? Any… anyone listening?” 

“This is stupid. Of course no god will listen to me.” 

“You probably look nothing like your statue.” 

“I hope this shrine is worthy enough for you…” 

“I’m here as a sacrifice, as promised by my people.” 

✨+ add your own!

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The cockwarmer one.

"Anon, I don't know what the fuck you're talking about."

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gamfcowboy‌:

“First of all, don’t ya talk about Cowpoke like that. Second of all, the guitar is named Joe. Thirdly, Sheila'n I are right upset. She’s not th’ kind of lady ya forget!”

Is he joking? Maybe. Will he tell? Not at all. Heh.

“Dios, you actually did. I’m embarrassed for you, vaquero. I dont know where I went so wrong with you.”