#and he's. yk. a grim reaper..

[nervocat]

casper and i are to be acquainted as i am with all your f/os (i am threatening him with cannibalism)

I feel like he wouldn't question it much

[blondeaxolotl]

do you have au versions of the staff sam and crewel yeah like. The staff

Sam n Crewel mention you're getting them first (the others later because my hand started to cramp after I drew these two) Crewel is a kitsune, honestly it's because I noticed Crewel has 3 tails attached to his coat and it instantly reminded me of a kitsune, that just tickled my brain nicely I couldn't NOT make him one after that connection (also gives me the excuse to draw him even more pretty harahrhar)

Sam is a grim reaper, and just like Skully they're based on my vers of grim reapers (which in reality it's just my heavily headcanoned depictions of Black Butler reapers, hence why there are green eyes in Sam's "shadow". So yeah they're basically Kuro Reapers in TWST)

Now mini lore ramble for Sam, only the NRC staff are aware Sam is a Grim Reaper and not a human, the students do not know and fully believe Sam is a human just like Silver. The reason for that is in this day and age it is deemed very unlucky if you were to spot a grim reaper in the wild while they're not in disguise, like to the point where people believe if you saw one, you will be hunted down by the reaper because you're not supposed to know they're there. Though that's mostly what the living believe. But for reapers, they disguise themselves to avoid causing a panic, their whole job and what they're known for is they collect souls from the recently deceased. Meaning if some random guy saw a reaper casually walking down the street, they'll immediately assume someone has died and people have yet to figure out who and where. It just causes a whole panic mess to happen because now everyone is just expecting to find a dead guy somewhere while in reality the reaper was just going out shopping. Now you could imagine what nightmare that would cause if a NRC student saw Sam walking around out of disguise. There would constant rumours about there possibly being a dead student/professor somewhere on campus and that would both be tiring but also bad the for the schools rep, it's just easier for everyone and Sam himself if he's just pretending to be a human.

ONE LAST NOTE THOUGH: Despite being perfectly disguised, people who went through a near-death experience are able to see through a reaper's disguise and can only see them as their true form while everyone else still sees a human. People who have gotten so close to death and having their soul reaped but were able to get out of it by a thread, have not only gotten a second chance in life but as well are now able to see the ones who were going to take their soul if luck didn't decide to be on their side that time (this also includes overblotters).

Don't worry, these people won't "get hunted down" for being able to see them. The whole "reapers will hunt you down if you saw them" thing is just a myth the living made up, reapers only disguise themselves to avoid causing a panic from making people believe someone died when no one did. They don't care if you can see their true forms, they just tell you to keep it down so people don't freak out about them just existing in the same room as them.

That's about it for now, hope the lil mini Sam reaper lore is interesting enough hehe, feel free to ask any questions- OH forgot to mention but reapers are very fucking blind. Both in and out of disguise and desperately need glasses to see, that's why Sam has glasses now, he's useless without them lmao. (Kuro fnas already know this but this is just for everyone who doesn't know yk)

[mihii-i]

Hi love 💕 May I request comfort/fluff one shot Arlecchino x fem Reader who developed a terminal illness a few years back and is now often bedridden but is getting better however Arlecchino is still super overprotective of her

white light.

Pairings: arlecchino x fem!reader

CW: sfw, female reader, terminally ill reader, angst, but there’s comfort yay I know yall love this, LOTS of mentions of death, like a ridiculous amount, dw reader doesn’t die but grim reaper bullies us every chance he gets like damn, or is the grim reaper a she, that means my friend is immortal since if death is a woman it’ll never come for them, sorry off topic, very soft arle, yes we love our soft king walskskfj, why is the shower so cold help me, not proofread.

A/N: THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE AND IT TURNED OUT SO NICE HOLY also, school is starting soon so I might have to go on break in couple months but no worries I can find some time to write and it’ll be a while into the year until i actually need a break yk <3 🕯️

The fluffy layered clouds hovering in the sky slowly parted themselves to reveal illuminating gleams of sunlight pouring into the room through the window curtains situated to the right of your bed. Slow gusts of wind began to join the warmth of the gold light, brushing along your skin and causing an array of goosebumps to bloom along your arm. You were lucky. Not too long back, your immobile body was enveloped into the same bed, a sickly hue painting your face as your pale tinged lips could only part to cough out a few strained noises.

Perhaps the gods had took pity on you? You supposed you’d never figure out the answer as to how your body curved back from a terminal illness in its final stage. It was supposed to be incurable, and your body back then seemed to agree with what should have been. You were dangerously dangling right above the realm of death, only a hair apart from succumbing to your imminent demise. The doctor who noted your worsening state only had a strike of pity in her voice whenever she’d inform Arlecchino of your current condition, shaking her head as the words: “she won’t make it.” muffled through the door seperating your room from the outside.

It hurt to hear. Not for you per say, but more to hear the emptiness in Arlecchino’s voice when she attempted to dismiss the doctor’s words coldly. She didn’t want to hear that. She didn’t want to hear that your condition was only drawing you closer and closer to death, she wanted to hear that you atleast had a small chance of surviving. As much as she tried to choke back the bitter pain in her unwavering voice, she always clung onto that small sliver of hope deep down, internally calling out to a sea of nothingness in hopes that something would come help you.

Sudden news of your recovery, or rather your condition suddenly improving one day was nothing short of a miracle. It shouldn’t have been possible at all. You were around the final month mark, your entire body burning with an agonizing rush of soreness as you wanted to plead for death to take you away from the unbearable discomfort searing every limb of your ghastly and thin form. That night you had gone to bed, hoping to escape the aching pain of your illness eating away at you. That was when you saw it. You dreamt of a faint glow of white light—or was it a slight pale yellow? The dream was vague and confusing, and held no meaning at all. The light simply danced in circles before you as your life trajectory seared across your eyes.

However, the dream must have meant something.

The next morning you had awoken, your body feeling much lighter all of a sudden, as you had the strength to now sit up completely. Hands carefully massaging the thick blanket draped over your lap, you blinked in confusion upon realizing that you were indeed alive and able to sit up. Sure, you were still incapable of moving around or sitting up for long, but originally, you weren’t even able to raise your body a quarter of the way up, as it would simply result in your spine slamming back into the sunken, comfortable mattress.

When the doctor made her way into the room, performing her checkups which she believed to be futile and tragic, her initial expression of sorrow shifted to one of quick shock. This shouldn’t have been even the slightest bit possible. Arlecchino’s reaction was all the more endearing the moment the newly discovered news made its way to her. You’d never forget the rare smile of pure relief and happiness crossing her usually stoic front, seeming as if Arlecchino was glowing in that moment.

She had attempted to clear her throat and position herself upright, concealing the internal delight bubbling in her mind at that moment. The door had softly creaked open, the sway of the old hinges on your bedroom door being the only noise, along with the quiet howls of wind, resounding within the cell of a room that held your life by a mere thread.

You simply sat there, your scrawny form nearly engulfed by the heavy blankets cascaded onto your lap as the light livened the hue of your face. And when that sweet smile made its way onto your lips weakly upon seeing the harbinger hover before your bed, Arlecchino had to suppress every urge of hers to hem you between her arms in a tight hug and never let go. She wanted to embrace you with every drop of love and affection lingering in her heart as her blackened hands tightened into your back, like a promise to never let you go. Since then, your condition had steadily improved. Months passed, and then years. At this very moment, you now had the ability to walk around and perform minor tasks adequately, yet you still remained bedridden for the majority of your time.

A light pain slowly overtook the side of your chest abruptly, drawing out a few heavy coughs from your throat as your palm pushed against your left breast in an attempt to soothe the throb pushing and pulling against your heart. Quiet ticks of the clock seemed to inch in sync with the rugged beats of your heart, both echoing throughout the room in a sort of twisted harmony. Although your condition had gotten better, storms of weakness and coughs would still persist through, as this was quite a serious illness you suffered from.

The silk white blankets enveloped your limp frame, cascading over your body and situated slightly below your chest, while the back of your head burrowed into the pillows to bask in the favorable comfort enshrouded around every outline of your lounged body. Your chest rhythmically rose and fell as you choked out a few labored breaths, still clenching your fingers against the fabric of your loose shirt covering your chest.

Your vision suddenly started a gradual spin, objects within your range slowly drawn out of focus, and not taking long for the spin to pick up the pace as your vision suddenly shifted to a bleary mess of the room. Head tilting back, you rasped out a line of shaky breaths as the frightening episode of dizziness quickly subsided as soon as it began, causing a sense of panic to rush through you briefly while your chest rose and fell in uneven motions from your initial fright. In that very moment, a small screech of wooden hinges caught your attention, your head carefully raising as to not incite any possible negative reaction from your sensitive body.

Swift and heavy clicks of heels prodded across the room, a sound you’d recognize anywhere even if you were miles away. You raised your head barely even level to the headboard, delivering Arlecchino a feeble smile as her eyes softened upon meeting yours. Slowly, you took her hand into yours, palm resting over the top of her defined knuckles as your thumb circled along the cursed gradient of her hands gently. She could only breathe out a grateful sigh, her head dropping in a restful state as she rested herself onto your shoulder affectionately.

“Are you feeling any better?” She almost immediately questioned, her usually composed eyes having a flicker of concern dashed across them. Her eyes wandered along your frail body, the hints of worry still subtly etched onto her face as her grasp on your hand below hers grew increasingly taut and stiff as she awaited your answer. As much as you wanted to chuckle and tell her you were okay, you clearly couldn’t even say that much.

“Hm. Same as usual. Can’t move my legs well today, but I’ll live.” You casually answered, not taking in the impact your words might have placed onto Arlecchino.

Live.

She was so glad you were able to live.

Arlecchino suddenly dragged her teeth along each other, her mouth remaining closed as the grit of her teeth quietly bounced off of her cheek into her eardrums. It took everything she had to swallow back that wretched feeling boiling up to her throat, her heart wrenching and flooding with discomfort upon hearing the way you threw your life around so casually in your words. She had always been extensively protective over you ever since your condition deteriorated, yet it grew exponentially once you began to recover over the years. She’d always tend to you, sometimes never leaving your side for hours on end as she’d just sit there, head lowered and lips pushed against your frail hand.

Her grip on your hand tensed noticeably, making you shift your eyes up to her lowered dark gaze, staring off into an endless abyss as her expression just seemed…soulless and empty at the mere thought of your passing away. She was afraid. Afraid that just when she believes that her beloved would live despite being in poor condition, she’d walk into your room one day to discover your heart dead still, body completely limp and deceased.

The thought of that made her hand noticeably quiver between yours, disturbing images of your possible sudden death plaguing her mind like a broken subliminal record trying to shatter her soul by tearing away the one person she loves most in this cruel world. It was indeed cruel, as this very world had targeted the reaper to loom over the side of your bed at all times, carefully awaiting the moment to take you away from Teyvat. Arlecchino internally cursed herself at the idea that perhaps this punishment was because of her. She wanted you to be spared. You weren’t the one with blood on your hands, she was.

Despite her agonizing thoughts gnawing at the back of her mind, your sudden firm grip on her hand made her head snap back up abruptly, eyes locking onto your thin fingers cupping her shaky hand in place. If she could, Arlecchino would cry at this very moment, allow herself to shed a couple tears. Yet she knew she couldn’t. She didn’t want to worry you any further, especially in your current state.

“Arle, I’m staying. Please, don’t worry about me. I am better now, right?”

“I know. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t around.”

It was evident that Arlecchino had a difficult time a few years ago, when you were announced to die in under a couple months. She had to mentally prepare herself to lose you soon. She was used to it, you were just another person in her life that slipped away too soon, right?

But she couldn’t.

She couldn’t bear losing you. It was too much even for her.

Arlecchino needed you in her life, and she’d wipe out the entirety of the world just to keep you safe.

Your hand reached up to graze along the skin of her cheek, smiling as she instinctively leaned into your touch. Her eyes fluttered shut as she held your hand in place against her cheek, opening her eyelids once more to gaze at you lovingly with red x-marked eyes.

“Hey Arle, I’m still not feeling the best today…so do you think you could-“

You didn’t even get a chance to finish your hesitant sentence as she lowered herself onto the side of your bed, squeezing herself next to you as her arms gently circled your torso and grasped you against her. You only hummed out a content sigh as you felt your slouched back press to her upright chest, the difference in your postures just making the moment oddly romantic and sweet. Arlecchino’s face buried into your shoulder, intaking a soft inhale as if she missed your scent clouding her senses every time she was close to you.

It didn’t take long for you to drift off to sleep in Arlecchino’s arms as you curled up into the warm blankets piled over both of you. Arlecchino, still awake, quietly shifted her weight onto her side to glance down at you, smiling softly upon seeing your peaceful rested expression. Maybe finally, she rinsed the lingering blood splattered on her hands that led you to this awful fate. She’d rinse it a thousand times if it meant that you would remain safe like this for as long as you lived.

However in this very moment? Arlecchino had forgotten every sense of dread clawing at her constantly, instead focusing on your huddled up form engulfed between her protective grasp.

She swore that she would never let you go again, and she would treasure every inch of you. Not even death can do you two part.

A/N: omg I kept switching between being proud of this and being not so proud bc I had to stop midway through and I lost my train of thought AUUUSHSHDBFN anyway yayayayashshdhd I loved writing this so much AND CALM DOWN ON THE ARLE REQUESTS HOLY SH-

ok bye I’m gonna go on character ai cause I can’t sleep to bed

[luffyvace]

Undertaker wants to Court you! ~(Headcanons)~

Can’t wait for the public school arc who’s with me?!

this dude is so silly 🗿 enjoy some hcs of this ridiculous little man

Undertaker is funny. He uses that to his advantage when courting. Well, it actually depends on what type of humor you have- most of his are usually those jokes that are kinda funny but at the same time your like ‘That’s outta pocket! 🤦‍♀️😑😂’ yk?

he always wants to hear jokes. He asks you randomly and no matter what type he laughs at them. Rude humor? Hilarious! Dad jokes? That one really tickled his fancy! 😂 why did the chicken cross the road?? To get to the other side? 🤣🤣💥

now usually I feel he has a specific sense of humor but with you everything’s just kinda funny. It’s that moment when your with someone who you can laugh at the most unfunniest stuff ever and still be cackling at it anyway 😭💕

he’s always telling them as well. Might I say, at the worst times 😏 you just watched someone run over a stray animal? Oh he’s got a joke for that hear him out- LIKE BRO 😭⁉️

HES THE TYPE OF GUY WHO MAKE YOU LAUGH BEFORE EVEN TELLING YOU THE JOKE BECAUSE YOU KNOW ITS GONNA BE STUPID 👍

Let’s also talk about hiiiis…! weird side! (I’m saying ‘side’ like he’s isn’t always weird..) This is pretty much him just being a creep? Ish? Like that scene where he was in the barrel licking salt…🤨 or how he’s always in coffins (which tbh seems more normal for a grim reaper but still..) either way this dudes’ real weird and he doesn’t tone it down, even around you despite the fact that it may or may not (you decide) push you away

He’s a very mysterious dude, so how ever you met him I guarantee it was eerie and somewhat strange. Therefore you were likely intrigued by him, so when you went on your first date it was, well, very interesting! There’s so many layers to unravel with this guy! Ngl even now you’ve only semi unraveled this incomprehensible man but at the least you do learn more as you get to know him :P

his past is….complicated is an understatement- gimme a new word.

literally no one but him knows his full past all the way up to this very day. Looks like no one has stuck around long enough! Since you will I guess you’ll be the first to figure it out! ;)

now I’ll say this, he won’t sit down and just tell you everything, no. That won’t be any fun! 😄 you’ll have to have the intelligent to sit down and decode it piece by piece with the tidbits of information he gives you randomly. Yes! It’s going to be comical seeing you try and put this whole thing-a-ba-jig together! (^_−)−☆ 🤣

his nonjudgmental yet opinionated personality is scary if you don’t like folk who come off too strong. Or if your sensitive- 😄 he’s a ‘tell-it-like-it-is-and-I-don’t-give-a-ship’ type of guy. Buuuut! If your similar to him in that sense you’ll probably understand him a lot more. Him being nonjudgemental is perfect for peeps of all types so that’s a plus!! 💗

ranting about his fascination with humans during your dates comes with the package! ☝️He just does, it’s always one of his topics, and ngl it’s nothing boring either, he’s got quite a few stories to tell with even more jokes in between, which is sure to make for a lovely date <3 plus at some point all species in black butler experienced being a human, and idk about y’all but the study of human nature, psychology and how the brain works is a very interesting thing for me! I’d definitely be able to keep a conversation like that up for some time, me personally.

He puts up a front of a funny weird guy when there’s more to him if you read between the lines. Which, don’t get me wrong that certainly is a part of the real him, he just makes sure to highlight it so you don’t look at the rest 😃👌

he’s a real creepy fellow..even towards you 😭 (on purpose) and whether he’s trying to court you or not there’s no escaping it- if it starts to push you away he’ll find a way to incorporate laughter into it to make it more appealing, but no, he won’t change his ways 😭

WHY DOESN’T HE WASH HIS HAIRRRR

(yes it’s canon 😞)

you force him to wash his hair 😘💋 pls he needs it. or at least do it with him so it’s more fun. It’ll probably be easier to convince him that way

Time to talk about his work as a grim reaper!!! :3 (retired anyway) if you are reaper you get to follow each other around doing tasks! human? You both go your separate ways to work, whatever that may be. A demon? The same as a human really! Just this time you might have a contract with somebody. Buttttt!! A perk of all three is getting to work in the funeral parlor with him ;3 it’s a good disguise if your a demon/reaper and also some good quality time for you and your reaper 😘 (i mean, I hope you don’t mind morbid stuff cuz he’s a mortician after all 😅)

his little Russian roulette with the phantomhives 🕺 (LOL) no seriously I have no clue what type of relationship he has with them besides the fact that he serves them for the price of top notch laughter 🧑‍🍳💋 but you might! I’d say he’s more willing to let you in then anyone if he’s trying to court you! That obviously means he wants to trust you with his heart! So yeah! You likely know a thing or two—more about Ciel than Vincent but any info will do at this point 😭 it’s a start right? 🤷‍♀️

whenever Ciel comes over you get to witness him or Sebastian try to make undertaker laugh, it’s not like they can kick you out, you work there! Perks 😏 You can pretty much tell the one time Ciel made him laugh himself it was just a whole bunch of tomfoolery 😂 (why did it take so long⁉️😭) Sebastian is also able to make undertaker laugh really hard immediately so I wonder what he does 🤪 guess you’ll get to see! 😋

undertaker opening up to you is a process that requires patience. And don’t be pushy!! I mean this for your sake, by the way. You’ll drive yourself crazy since you’ll never get an answer that’s not riddles or straight up jokes. 🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

yeah overall his way of courting is really strange but when it comes to making things official he’s poetically blunt. The type of blunt where you have to process for a second like ‘wait what does that mean- oh. OH-’

Anyway I’m gonna talk about the actual dates now cuz I’ve pretty much just been mentioning the madness that comes with it this entire time :3 and yes as I said that’s a way of courting to him. He’s weird and blunt but doesn’t wanna do things the traditional way. So getting you involved in his antics is his way of saying ‘hey i like ya and I want ya to stick around’. And jokes. HAHAHAH 😂

dates with undertaker normally consists of tea, jokes, human psychology and gossip 🗿 ever since I saw ciel in wonderland I couldn’t get over the fact that undertaker was at a tea party and now I headcanons him to like tea LOLOLOL! I mean I know that’s how the plot goes in the actual slice movie and he was just playing the role of the character but, think about it—don’t it kinda fit???? Like?? Okok Hear me out hear me out- imagine sipping on some tea with Undertaker and gossiping on the latest drama from the underworld, ‘I heard a rare case is happening where blah blah blah *giggle* *giggle* chatter chatter..’ ETC! like idk how to explain it but do you see the vision???

I can also see him doing that dramatic anime thing where they sip they’re drink majestically then say something intelligent sounding (☝️🤓) (about psychology, for him) as the wind blows 😂😂 YK? LOLL even worse if your in a outside background and his eyes shows (cuz the character who never shows they’re eyes always show them when they get serious 🤣)

i love how shameless this guy is

why don’t we know this guys’ real name⁉️ Can’t even give him a nickname because ‘undertaker’ isn’t nickname material!! What am I supposed to call him???? Taker’ ⁉️😭🗿

ENJOY @doudouma HERE’S YOUR SURPRISE~ 🤗

[clownin44]

Halloween costume ideas

Ashlyn - black cat, didn't care to dress up all that much, so she just wore all black and got her parents to buy her those cat ear headbands.

Aiden - Zombie, and I think it'd be funny if he drew the brain where he got hit on the head in the phantom realm with facepaint

Ben - Skeleton, he went all out with the facepaint but like ashlyn he put on all black, maybe he bought a black robe too to look like a grim reaper

Tyler - not to be boring but him and Taylor probably matched this year. Tyler went as a devil

Taylor - angel, Aiden bought her a really pretty dress to wear and her mother cried (hc that tyler and Taylor can't afford to spend a lot of money on holidays since they live in a single parent household yk)

Logan - WIZARD RAHHHHHHH

[joyfulalmondpiebiscuit-blog]

I really wish the dev put some action scene where grim fights because I REALLY WANT TO KNOW HOW HE FIGHTS WITH THOSE SCYTHE HE HAD KABDKWBDJWHD

His body also muscular, ain't no way he got no daily practice for those muscle. I think he's the type to play with his prey, and dealing with them is basically his pity for the victim because its their last day, yk?

And, on ending 6. I'm curious, does he still maintain his skill with scythe? Yes i know, his power would lessened with his form now but i got a good idea where on a random night walk with his beloved sunshine, sunshine accidentally stumbled upon a gangster who take no shit from anyone and will fight on the spot.

Imagine... Grim, humiliating them like a bunch of cotton and will say " Must be the wind " After beating up 9 grown man ALONE.

If he were a parent, a father! And his child got bullied while he still a grim reaper... Just wait for a sudden mourning news on the school about his child bully accidentally died in a horrible way. When his child questions it, he would simply say " Karma got them, sweety. " When in reality, he sneak up on the death of night, harvesting their soul prematury while also gave them a taste of " how death would look at you when it mad. "

Anyway, that's all. I need more practice to finally be able make a fict where grim actually fight!

Owh, also... Imagine him actually cut a vegetable or something with his scythe, KJakdjaks

[ray2rkz]

As what do the Toman members dress up for Halloween?

(but I'm uncreative)

Takemichi: mickey mouse. Hina is minnie mouse (it was her idea) they tried making it look scary with fake blood stains but it didn't work that well

Mikey: a werewolf. don't ask why but I'm feeling it

Draken: didn't have an idea, asked Mitsuya if he could sew a surprise costume for him and this mf somehow managed to make a cool dragon costume... Draken is a Dragon

Mitsuya: something very fancy like a pirate. but really fancy. might just call it ouji

Baji: a vampire. This guy doesn't even need to dress up HE IS A VAMPIRE

kazutora: mikeys exact words were: "yk kazu your hair looks like bananas. you should go as a minion" everybody shit their pants laughing and convinced kazutora to go as a minion. he wasn't very happy with that idea

pah: a ghost. but not boring with just a bed sheet or smth, he was CREATIVE with it. (idk how tho cuz I'm not creative) it looked very cool tho

chifuyu: a vampire as well. didn't know what to do and baji just said "then match with me" and now they're both vampires

hakkai: also a pirate but more pirate like than mitsuya. he has a hook and an eye patch

peh: idk what he is but he ripped his t shirt and drew blood stains on it and his face with red color. looks very cool

smiley and angry: since smiley likes manga and stuff angry convinced him to go as Itachi and Sasuke. smiley may have refused at first but later gave in cuz it was too cool to say no

mucho: is no fun, didn't dress up at all. thinks halloween is not worth it

sanzu: a zombie. made his scars look like they are open with his makeup skills and painted his face green. looks so realistic a child cried when it saw him

Kokonoi: grim reaper. even bought a scythe and spend a little bit to much money on his costume

inui: first didn't want to go at all but koko insisted he would come along and dress up as a skeleton. Inuis costume is really low effort but it looks good

[hollowed-theory-hall]

So say being master of death would include death deities how do you think there relationship with Harry would be?

Hello 👋

I don't think being the MoD has anything to do with any death dieties — mostly, because I don't think these dieties exist in the HP universe.

I already talked about the MoD here and here, and about Necromancy in HP in general here. But it always seemed to me that true Necromancy doesn't really exist in HP (it's telling its most advanced form of it is Inferi, which don't even count as 'alive'. I truly believe Voldemort lied to Harry when he offered to allow him to talk to his parents in first year. Harry was right), and that Death, as portrayed in the Tale of the Three Brothers, isn't real. Beings like that just don't fit with the worldbuilding we see. I see Death in the story more like how people talk about the Angel of Death or the Grim Reaper — usually as more of a figurative concept, an artistic rendition of personified death, rather than a being they really believe exists. As such, Harry wouldn't have a dynamic with any death deity, I just don't think there are any in HP.

(Obviously, you can headcanon death deities and write them in fic, I just don't think it makes sense with the world as shown in the books)

I don't think being the MoD actually gives him that many new abilities or anything, all things considered. Like:

He'd be the master of all 3 Deathly Hallows (so he'd have the wand, the stone, and the cloak with all their capabilities)

He wouldn't die until he chose to. And he will choose to die eventually. Like Ignotus Peverell. (talked about it more in the first post I linked).

Some limited access to the veil. As in, he could step into the veil and come out alive. I believe he could've pulled Sirius out if he went in immediately after Sirius died, but he won't be able to bring back anyone else due to how Sirius died, which was kind of unique, magic-wise. (talked about it more in the first post I linked).

General resilience to harmful spells. I low-key think Harry's ability to resist the Cruciatus is related to his MoD status. After he dies in the forest, he can resist it, he can not feel it: "He was lifted into the air, and it took all his determination to remain limp, yet the pain he expected did not come." (DH). So, yeah.

And that's like it, really.

I like to think of the MoD as something more subtle. I like to think all these skilled wizards (Voldemort, Dumbledore, and Grindelwald) who searched out the Hallows would have been disappointed were they to truly master them all. They were arrogant, theatrical, and loved showing off in ‘bangs-and-smells’ magic. The duel between Voldemort and Dumbledore at the end of OotP is a good example of their tendency to show off. Of their need for everyone to know they are the best and greatest.

Harry isn't like that though. Harry doesn't have that need, and that's why he is the Master of Death. I like to think that like Harry's more subtle talent and skill, the MoD's abilities aren't impressive at first glance. They aren't ones the likes of Voldemort or Dumbledore will see as impressive enough, they will be let down by what it means to be the MoD — but not Harry. For Harry, it would be too much, more than he ever considered wanting, but that he'll happily take and use it if it can help him protect himself and the people he cares about.

So, thematically, I just really like the idea of being the MoD not actually meaning much. Yes, it keeps you alive, but you aren't actually the master of death. You can't do necromancy or have any special abilities beyond what the Hallows allow. I love the idea that if Voldemort, Dumbledore, or Grindelwald actually became the MoD, any of them would have been disappointed because they expected more. But Harry will take what he can get, because he didn't even expect that much, yk?

(I just love the more tame not op version of being the MoD because of the themes. It's still impressive, resisting the Cruciatus is impressive, Immortality is impressive, it's just not an in-your-face impressive, but it doesn't need to be. It doesn't need to be more. Mastering death is about accepting you will die and that immortality wouldn't last forever, just until you are ready.)

So, yeah, these are my opinions on the MoD stuff and why I like to keep the abilities simple and straightforward in my own headcanons. I think it works better with HP's lore and with the book's themes. It also fits Harry's character better, Harry, who prefers Expelliarmus or Stupify or any other "lame spell" because they are effective. He doesn't need his spells to be impressive, he needs them to work.

[valentine-cafe]

I just realized Talisen Jr could be used as such an empty threat 😭

Telling Talisen that he won't get to babysit Talisen Jr after he did something to make us mad

"*Gasp* how dare you! Yk what! No babysitting Talisen Jr for a WEEK!" 😠

-🌕

˖⁺. ﹙ naga boyfriend x reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . you can not do such to me- !! 🍒 :  naga ˖ grim reaper ˖ poet character﹙ verse 781 talisen. ﹚

No talisen jr. For a week?!

the gasp that leaves him puts all theatre students to shame. cold hands work on instinct and snatch his son from your eager fingers that shot out to grab him from the counter where he was peacefully enjoying the sun from the dorm kitchen windows.

“you cannot separate my son from me. we are one with each other - he has become apart of my soul. do you wish to leave be barren!?”

talisen jr, while without the slightest idea of what is going on, looks just as startled as he looks at you. a look in his eyes that almost has you giggling. but you must remain firm.

“I said what I said. hand him over.”

“he will never go with you,” talisen’s words leak into a serpent hiss. his arms yank back, hands cradling his son close who only limps his little noodle head into talisen’s shoulder.

the reaper’s eyes soften and his lips pull into a pout. maroon irises become big, puppy eyes as his brows join the mix and knit at the centre.

“my poor snakeson. . . please. find the forgiveness in your heart. do not separate him from me.”

[kiatheinsomniac]

──── 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 ˊˎ -

☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: nov. 2023 top supporter: @magical-warlock who's always a darling to work with. I had a little fun with this and made reader a banshee bc immortal lovers yk? 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Sebastian Michaelis x banshee! Reader 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1k 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: possessiveness, jealousy, Grell bashing (sorry)

You watch from across the alley as the grim reaper drapes herself all over your demon lover. Your jaw grits and you can feel a frustrated scream bubbling up in the back of your throat. Time and time again, she’s pursued Sebastian, her voice hollering out that nickname Bassy just before she does as though coming with her very own warning system. But your darling demon lover is always quick to turn her down with his tongue as sharp and silver as the knives he fights with. 

But while you’ve been out accompanying your young Lord, she’s shown her face again. She claims it’s for work once again but you’re becoming less and less inclined to believe her: why always her and never another reaper? It seems too coincidental to your protective self. Unfortunately for you though, where reapers go, death springs forth and where death goes, you follow. That’s why you’re able to stay in the service of your young Lord with Sebastian at your side: the last of the Phantomhives does not lead a peaceful life. 

With another flip of her long red hair, Grell drapes herself over Sebsatian’s shoulder and you find your patience has run thin. You leave Ciel’s side for a moment, knowing the area is clear and he is more than safe with both his governess and butler present. You step towards the two and take Sebastian’s arm, wanting to make a show of propriety and possessiveness. You might be in an area sheltered from prying eyes but it’s a public space nonetheless and it’s improper for a lady to be all over a man as she is. 

“Sebastian, my love, we should return to the carriage now. Our work here is done and the young Lord should return home.”

“Of course, darling.” He makes a show of taking your gloved hand and pressing a kiss to your knuckles, shooting Grell a look from the corner of his crimson eyes. You can’t help the smug upturn the corner of your lips make. Sebastian returns your hand to the crook of your arm. 

“ ‘Darling’ ?!” Grell exclaims. For the sake of public decency, you’ve always kept your relationship with Sebastian a very private matter for the sake of your young master’s image in this human society and its countless social rules – but beings like you and Sebastian have no care for a holy marriage and see no reason to participate just to blend in when you could just stay reserved instead. Sebastian’s hand moves to the small of your back in order to draw you closer. 

“Why yes, my darling y/n.” He flashes a closed-eye smile, amused to see Grell’s utter shock and despair. 

“You-! You’d rather this… this… wailing-” 

“Watch your tongue, reaper.” You bite, eyes narrowing.

“A banshee! You’d rather have a banshee than me?! That screeching-?!”

“She does her job as you do yours.” Sebastian cuts in and leans down to press a kiss to your temple while you smile like the cat who got the cream. “You bring death and she alerts those of when it is impending.” You have to stifle your laughter at how Grell’s jaw drops and she’s left a stuttering mess. You cover your mouth with your free hand and allow Sebastian to lead the both of you back towards the waiting carriage and Ciel. You glance over your shoulder to flash a cheeky wave with your fingers as you set a hand on Sebastian’s bicep and give it a gentle squeeze as the two of you part so that he can open the door for Ciel, you following in behind him and sitting upon the bench opposite him, facing backwards. The door shuts the two of you inside and you spy Grell through the little window, seeming to be wrapped up in some despairing monologue of her own. It makes you giggle which catches Ciel’s attention. He raises a brow, the band of his eyepatch raising slightly with the movement. 

“I don’t appreciate the open displays of affection but it was certainly worth it to see that reaper in such a state.” He smirks as he uses his cane to tuck the window’s curtain aside just enough to watch the red-clad reaper in the midst of her meltdown.

The carriage jostles slightly as Sebastian gets up into the driver’s seat and the three of you begin your return to the Phantomhive manor. 

∴.·:*¨ ¨*:·. ☙.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♡ .·:*¨ ¨*:·. ❧.·:*¨ ¨*:·.∴

That evening, as you prepare yourself for bed, a set of cool hands smooth over your shoulders. 

“I never knew you to be so possessive, my darling~” His words drawl into your ear, breath fanning over your ear before he presses a warm kiss just below it. You let out a low hum of pleasure as you turn around to face him, reaching up to loop your arms loosely around his neck. You stretch up onto your toes to softly brush your lips against his.

“Demons aren’t the only creatures capable of being very protective of what's theirs~” You giggle quietly. His arms coil around your neck and he tugs you closer in a swift motion, pressing you flush to his chest. 

“Ah while that’s true, we are unrivalled~” He has a cheeky smirk on his lips as one of his hands rubs up and down the soft curve of your spine. He pulls you into a slow but passionate kiss, the two of you swaying on the spot as you try to close the non-existent distance between the two of you, wanting nothing more than to be one with each other in this moment. 

“What’s going to happen to us once you’ve eaten Ciel’s s-?” You’re cut off with yet another kiss as one of his hands cups the back of your head, fingertips soothingly massaging your scalp. 

“We’ll figure that out when the time comes~” He kisses your nose and looks down at you with lidded eyes. “My sweet banshee~”

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[crescentpaws]

kotlc sims time 🫡

- added alina

apparently she gets tense really easily…

- had her go to the vacker household to flirt with alden (to be lore accurate yk)

- unfortunately he did not gaf

- she became friends with della though and della asked if she could come over to alina’s house and i was like. ok why not

- i made them flirt as a joke but they ended up hitting it off 💀

they are bffs now fr

- they ended up hooking up LMAO. i guess alina was just disguising her crush on della by dating alden…. anyway i hope alden finds out about this because i want more drama i think it will be funny

- back to fintan… he summoned the grim reaper (of course he did)

- they were starting to become friends but then the grim reaper insulted him and i was like Oh Hell No so i made fintan insult him back

- they got into a physical fight which fintan unfortunately lost (i mean… he fought Death. idk what i was expecting there. at least he didn’t actually die)

- they are enemies now ❤️ fintan is slowly becoming enemies with every single npc and i support him

- i need to stop sending fintan & bronte on dates expecting it to go well. they went to a nightclub which was playing romance music which they apparently both HATE, and of course the paparazzi was there and they ended up getting extremely worked up & overstimulated about everything. they ended up fighting the whole time and somehow made their friendship bar go from full to almost completely empty 💀 in one date. what the hell guys

- alright now their relationship bar is in the red zone again…. greaaat (+ they’re back to the strained relationship dynamic lmfao) (they’re even doomed in the sims world that’s crazy)

[viaviv124]

Girl I need more headcanons about death screen PLEASE this ships is being supported by 7 people only😞

Let me scavenge what i find in my chat with my gf bc while i mainly meme with them i am very serious about them and have written out like 3 or so hcs. I'll also add whatever else is in my brain right now!

(this one is just copy paste from the chat)

So in our how they met Micah becomes adwd MC right?

And like

Micah enjoys banter

Casper doesnt get it

So Micah will feel insecure and try to cut off contact bc he doesnt want to look dumb or make anyone uncomfortable

But sucks to suck, he cant get rid of this grim reaper that easily

Casper will say that he's simply confused by what Micah is saying half the time but that doesnt mean he'll let him go, not until he has that soul he wants

So from there it builds a ground where Micah can gradually open up

(i think i posted that one at one point)

When they cuddle Casper tends to pull Micah on his lap

Casper brings Micah flowers, Micah broke down the first few times because he's not used to anyone being so sweet and attentive to him

Micah makes shitty edits of Casper. Casper is not amused

On multiple accounts Micah has attempted to bedazzle Casper scythe with rhinestones and glitter. Casper is never amused

Casper ADORES Skrunkly and will lay sprawled out on the bed, cuddling with the kitty, and Micah thinks it's the cutest thing in the world

Micah occasionally writes music for Casper, which the latter thinks is adorable. However, occasionally there's shitpost-y songs in there and Casper isn't too fond of those 😭🙏

Both of them have mad househusband energy and they cook together often

Micah bought Nugget (yk, that Dino plushie he got MC in the game?) to be a friend for Azrael. The two sit together on the bed. Skrunkly tried destroying both of them in multiple occasions but Micah and Casper always managed to save them.

That's all i can find and think of rn but maybe i forgot stuff that's buried in some rps somewhere lmao

[parasiterileymoon]

hhihihhi hope ur doing well!!

so uhh could i request fizzaroli and azmodeus (together) from hb with a male s/o whose the grim reaper :3

like he’s been around since before earth and is really stronk like the second stronkest person in hell AND heaven so he’s kinda a little overpowered

Ofcccc:D tysm anon!!!!

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•totally shows you off. Like “on yeah this is our boyfriend isn’t he so cool and awesome and sexy and incredible and-“ you get the idea

•your basically like fizzies body guard since he got kidnapped

•I feel like you would have one of those pillows with yes on one side and no on the other yk?

•you tried to carry OP Ozzie once (it worked cause u so s t r o n k)

•if u ever feel bad about claiming a soul they would cuddle you(like a little kid or a puppy or something)

•when you say grim reaper I imagine this dude I a floor length cloak just standing in the corner and Ozzie is having a meeting when the other guy is like “what is that thing” he’s just like “oh that’s my boyfriend, say hi babe!” And in this distorted voice your like “H̶̨̡͔̲͇̠̳͓̻̫̙̲̥͔̺͈̪̦̱̜̟̻͔̲͇͓͔̤̯̭̤̬̠̪͎̥̜̮̐̀̆̃̽͗̊̉͑͜͜͠ͅį̴̡̧̡̧̗͖̺̙̱̫̺̱̘̥̰̱̘̰̺̙͎̯͉̥͇͍͖̲̲͔̗͔̱͇̮͚͇̗̅̓̄̎̈́̔̈̑̎͊͒̂̂̑̊͒̒̆͛̔̇͛̅̋̽̈̈́̈́̚͘̚͜͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅ”

•fizzy woke you up with the air horn and you broke it. Like grabbed the air horn and just crushed it(apologize you monster/j)

•I imagine you wearing really dark clothes and you borrow Ozzie’s hoodie or something and you look ridiculous

•you totally threw hands with mammon(and won but mammon dosnt want to admit that)

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A/N: please let me know if something needs improvement and tysm for sending a request!

[soupmanspeaks]

grim reaper au (sorry im just on a roll with these, arent I?!) but Michael has some kind of ability to "summon" ghosts whenever he needs em so like it would be during the time of the pizzaplex and he'll just one day out of the blue summon charlie and it would be like "heyyyyy char-charrrr" "WH--HOW DID--WHERE AM I???" "ummmmmm my greenroom-" (its not a soup AU without Glammike) "Hey, yeah, so--listen, Im like...reaaaaaally backed up on clients..dddyou think you can cover for me here? I mean--surely taking hold of Freddy here is no different than the Puppet lol" -still reeling from the fact she was summoned lol- "...w h a r-" Or yk if he needs a second opinion on an outfit of sorts (because reaper/robot-rockstars need a change of wardrobe every now and then too <3) I bet he'd get Lizzie to just pop in on command and then be like "hey so does the Purple look better or the Red--I have a show today and I wanna look my best" "wh--where am--.....wait what?? michael youre a ghost, no ones gonna see you, they're just gonna see Freddy" "yeah well theres only so many days you can wear the black cloak without getting tired of it LIZZIE 🙄🙄🙄🙄" And then he summons William sometimes so he can take the piss outta him lol (dw he sends him back from whence he came, fret not)

[ros-garden]

LIKE LOOK AT HIM-

Currently falling for a guy from a game I’ve never played fuck-

[elizakai]

UH OKAY DUST X REAPER AND/OR SWAPFELL X NIGHTMARE? AHEUUEHA

omfg i love you i’m jumping at the chance to look at dust x reaper i better see some art somewhere in this fandom OUGH ok

well, dust’s died like how many times now, lets just assume they’ve ENCOUNTERED one another yeah?

⬇️⬇️⬇️

reaper feels bad for him. he isn’t even allowed to actually die, just experience death over and over, only to be thrust back into this torturous cycle.

imagine dust dying in the hall, he’s stumbling away and he just. sees the grim reaper. and he’s like oh shit. well then. *gets thrown back whenever they decide to reset*

reaper visiting a lot because, well, he’s dying a lot, he’s probably gotta. imagine a scenario where they actually get to talk. but its so so brief, dust is never dead very long, and reaper probably shouldn’t interfere otherwise…

(he’d also, be witnessing the deaths of the aus other residence, which. interesting. wonder what they have to say about things. and what reapers response may be.)

(of course this is assuming they interact after death, which i think makes sense with common depictions of the reaper at least)

dust probably chalks him up to a vision he’s having, or hallucination, when he dies, but maybe when he’s given more time, they can have broken up conversations.

like hey, mid sentence he gets thrown back into the land of the living, but HEY! next time he dies, just pick up the convo like nothing happened. “Anyways as i was sayin-“

Another thing to think about is just how SIMILAR dust is to geno. and most of us are afterdeath junkies i think💀

like, dust and geno have VERY similar motivations and go to similar lengths (think of error even)

i think of reaper could come to respect genos desires and motives, he’d feel the same towards dust. reaper always strikes me as a really lonely person, and dust is too for obvious reasons.

i’m imagining a scenario where reaper is just. real bored of just watching. so he starts like following dust around so he can see him. and dusts like ah. cool. fucking phantom ass to add to the list. i’m imagining reaper telling him like no, i’m very real dude, and dust is like haha ok, lemme touch you then

…for obvious reasons he can’t let him touch him💀💥 but that would probably make dust assume he is in fact a hallucination. but that’s ok. he’s an ODDLY nice hallucination.

maybe he even reminds him of the river person🤷🏽‍♀️

anyways, reaper just having convo, dust finding he likes it, it’s pleasant chatter to listen to, and then he’s like damn i really am sick, why am i so attached to this weird ass hallucination

(i’m just idea dumping so hard i apologize.)

reaper would find his conviction kinda cute, if not slightly frustrating. like bro, out here denying my existence, wtf💔

i wonder, if reaper can touch him when”” when he’s in the space of death, temporarily.

that would be cool :,))

if reaper doesn’t show up for a while and comes back dust just, getting happier, he’s got someone to talk to again that isn’t a dead friend or relative he’s killed multiple times.

i imagine dust has seen “death” enough times that, in life, he can “see death” (reaper)

they gain this weird little affection for eachother ok💔 a selfish part of reaper hopes dust will always get reset…so he can come talk to him

but part of him is also disgusted by the hope that he’s able to just. be laid to rest. what can be done yk?

YOU COULD MAKE THIS SO ANGSTY WHERE LIKE the anomaly suddenly

stops!

and dust is actually on his way to wherever you’d go when you die

imagine, reaper just. guiding him away to whatever afterlife or lack thereof, carrying his soul away and having to let him go. no more coming back.

cries

or yk, we can imagine a scenario where dust gets out of the loop, and they continue to see eachother and have their weird little friendship (?)

dust is like “i’ve seen death, he’s over my shoulder as i walk, whispers in my ear as i lie awake at night. death awaits my presence, and i deaths. i’ve felt the touch of death, and it was unbearably sweet , a feeling i will forever long for”

*horror from whoever he’s speaking to*

meanwhile reaper is just like, telling stupid jokes in his ear and giggling over someone’s stupid outfit, gossiping about the other gods and making dust look crazy laughing at stupid shit

i wonder if reaper could potentially see dusts phantoms, it’s a fun idea. they aren’t REALLY there, but dusts magic is kind of projecting them i imagine, and reaper has seen them when they die. i just imagine him shooing them away for dust, and he’s like naw man pay attention to me instead *slutty little strut*

you could interpret the way death even works a million different ways and have a bunch of different potential even. what if dust were to die and reaper…DOESNT guide his soul away. what if he keeps him. maybe dust wants that. they could “be together”.

maybe there’s an afterlife, and reaper is able to cross the gap. who knows. lots of potential.

they both have hoodies >:3 idc if that doesn’t mean anything

i feel like reapers dark humor would almost comfort dust lmao, it kinda lightens the load for him. reaper can assure dust that their souls are…ok. they’re at peace.

reaper is just happy to feel so validated and seen all the sudden

he can help dust understand how life really works

ironic huh. the essence of death being the thing that gives you a will to live.

just imagine in a time he’s died, reaper not being able to help himself. he just comes in for a hug. and both of them need it so badly. when dust is alive, he CANT touch him.

they both think about that hug a lot <//3