Reaper - Blog Posts

Prepping for Retribution like;

tiny dudes

tfw your husband is a huge tease and you’re forced to take what you want before he leaves for his next mission

wow animating kissing is hard (♡´艸`)

three times they held hands

(sorry for the lack of new content lately, i started this ages ago and wanted to do something showing the development of their relationship and how i’d like it to be i guess…getting these gifs under 3mb killed me dudes.)

24+76.

💋

I love them!

If the flavor should remind you of greed Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till you cannot lie still In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil Come closing in for a kill […] ‘Cause without your love, my life Ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust

(Carnival Of Rust - Poets of the Fall)

Goretober Day 1: Teeth 🦷

Lucy Gray Baird

Also known as Songbird

In love with her songs

Reaper

This one has kind of a tarot card vibe and even though the body and outfit is really simplistic, I do like this one. I took the liberty to replace his scythe partly because I’m lazy and partly because a knife is a more threatening and useful weapon in my opinion. Lineart only version below cut 

Masterpost

"Well, hello there" (Pt.1)

It was an ordinary autumn day. Unremarkable than all the days before. The weather was cloudy outside, puddles from the rain and, in general, the landscapes from the window looked very damp and dreary.

A young man, aged 25, was looking out the window, lying on his cozy bed. He understood that he needed to get up and get ready for university, but the autumn melancholy makes itself clear. The man, however, sat down on his bed and tore his gaze away from the window.

His room was rather dim and cluttered: clothes worn since yesterday were lying on the floor; dirty dishes were on the table; as well as educational supplies were scattered all over the room, here and there. The man massaged his temples and got up from the heated bed, moving lazily and looking for his clothes.

From the closet he took out jeans worn in many places, and from the floor he took a T-shirt with his favorite rock band. After changing into this, he also picked up socks from the floor and pulled them on too. Having replaced his slippers with rather massive boots, the man began to look around in search of his favorite sweater, which he constantly carries, and a very expensive red scarf.

Having found all this, the man picked up his bag over his shoulder and left the room. Arriving in the kitchen, he put his bag on a chair and went to the bathroom to put himself in some kind of order. He can't go to university disheveled, right?

After tidying himself up, the man came out of the bathroom, tightening a tight ponytail on his head and pulling a bandage over his right eye. He decided not to have breakfast, hoping that he would be able to grab a snack bar or something like that during the break.

After leaving the apartment, the man locked the door behind him and went down the road that leads to the bus stop. Along the way, the man yawned, mentally complaining about such sleepy weather and cursing at himself for staying up too late at night reading some kind of thriller. Halloween is coming up, so he decided to immerse himself in the atmosphere of something creepy and scary. Although, to tell the truth, there is nothing scarier than our real life.

Entering the bus, the man showed a ticket saying that he was disabled to the driver, and went deep into the bus. He sat down at the very end, plugged the player into his headphones and began listening to music, watching the scenery change outside the window. Despite the fact that our hero does not like to label himself as a "disabled person", or a person with some kind of limitations, he could not help but take advantage of the fact that many things were available and free for him. He didn't like being pitied in his own direction, but sometimes he used it very brazenly to his advantage. We are all not without sin.

At one of the stops, another man ran in, apologizing to the driver for having to wait for him. Our hero drew attention to him, observing and examining.The man who entered was about the same height as him, only a centimeter, maybe 5 taller.He had a shaved head, but the hair itself was very dark in color. I wonder if he paints them, or is it a gift from nature? The man has a very bright tattoo on his face, in the form of a skull outline. It must have hurt to stuff it. He was dressed in clothes similar to our hero's, only his image was more brutal and also defiant: ripped jeans, army berets, a dark sweater with some kind of pattern and a very long sweater with a hood and his own sleeves. Our hero involuntarily thought that this man looked exactly like some kind of death in an old movie, and that interested him.

The stranger sat down opposite, slightly spreading his knees and exhaling in a relaxed manner. Apparently, he was in a hurry. I wonder if he goes to university too?

Their eyes met. It is clear that the stranger was also interested in our hero, and grinned, starting a dialogue:

- Well, hello there.

Our hero put away his headphones, turned on the player and also responded to the greeting with a nod.

- Did you have a little morning run?

- Huh, yeah. I don't live that close to the bus stops, so I had to run a little. , My name is Reaper, and yours?

- Geno.

They shook hands. Geno noticed that his hand was very cold, despite the fact that he was wearing rather warm gloves.

They continued to talk, discussing music and the current autumn landscape. Geno got the impression that they were old friends who could talk about everything that was possible and impossible.

When they got to the right stop, they said goodbye and Geno got off the bus. But after walking a couple of meters, he realized with chagrin that he had not taken the contacts of a new friend. He turned around, but the bus had already left. Sighing in frustration, he headed towards his university, wondering who this man was and how he was going to cross paths with him again.

Grouped up fullbodies of all the recently drawn pokemon I’ve done! These guys are apart of a ARPG called Pokemon Crescent Cavern ‘ v ‘. Names are after the respective pokemon!

"It ain't that I like killing folk. It's just sometimes what you need is on the inside of someone else's ribcage."

So y’all have seen the new Overwatch skins, yes? Yes

So we have seen Reaper’s new rat king skin

Yes very cool very cool indeed

But I just have one question

Why the fuck does he look exactly like the rat king from Barbie and the Nutcracker

Greetings my cubs! X3 today I have several different art pieces for you ^^ and I'm sorry that I didn't post in a while 😅 1 & 2: these are comissions from a friend of mine, it is his character, a grim reaper 3: also a comission of an other friend of mine 😅 it is a scribble of the 'Hotline Miami' charakter Jacket (of course I will share the finished picture with you) 4: something random that came to my mind 😂 5: I listened to "I'm just your problem", "you're your own problem" and "I'm just your problem - duet" and got the idea from that 😆 but I still hope that you like them and have a good morning/day/evening/night !!😊😀 ~ ~ bey 😄

Nightmarionne as: Mummy, Naga, Priest and Reaper

It's the last day of autumn, so it's time to say goodbye to the Halloween atmosphere and move on to Christmas. Until next year, Nightmarionne!

I play Reaper w/ a bots, I swear

Surprise motherf*cker, like welcome guests 😂

I would like to have a reaper voice line where he says "can anyone provide me with a decent challenge?!" If you get the reference, then that makes you coolio.

Warm up that unexpectedly turned into something much bigger. (Moira and 049 are nail friends, fight me)

Selfreblob

PLS DON’T REPOST/RE-UPLOAD MY ART (ДА, ДАЖЕ В ВК) tag whatever you want Made myself some new wallpaper. Now with relaxing talon members. (i guess someone needs to clean this place up. + 10 points to the winner who’ll find a rat boi). Also, this was a style experiment and I plan to return to my usual style after this.

PLS DON’T REPOST/RE-UPLOAD MY ART (ДА, ДАЖЕ В ВК) tag whatever you want Made myself some new wallpaper. Now with relaxing talon members. (i guess someone needs to clean this place up. + 10 points to the winner who’ll find a rat boi). Also, this was a style experiment and I plan to return to my usual style after this.

I found my new favorite thing

I did another animatic!! This song is called “can’t stand the rain” by The Rescues.

Shinigami

That was beautiful! I liked it before and thought I’ll read it later but now that I have🥲🥲

Forgive me... (listen to "I'm still here" from treasure planet while you read)

Cole sat in a bar, alone with nothing but alcohol and his thoughts to keep him company, he pulled an old photograph out of his pocket and unfolded it to reveal the day of his high school graduation, all of his overwatch friends were there as he held his diploma proudly, Gabe was on the right next to him with a proud smile and a hand on young Cole’s shoulder, Jack was on Cole's left with his arms crossed and a proud smile on his face as well.

Cole would have smiled at the photo if he hadn’t just learned that those proud smiles on the faces of the two men he looked up to were lies...

Cole had run into Reaper not too long ago, he made a remark about the bounty talon had on him and how it was a bit lower than the other agents', "A proper amount for someone as worthless as you, ingrate. Looks like 20 years didn't change anything."

The cowboy felt his heart shatter when he heard that, he could usually take Reapers insults, but that one... It hit Cole hard, he had hoped the man he saw as a father figure and mentor would've still cared about him even a little... But those hopes were dashed when he heard that. Reaper suddenly found himself in a chokehold, he could feel Cassidy was trying to snap his neck... Usually the cowboy would hold back a little but his strength was demonic and he couldn't break free, he remembered his wraith ability at the right moment and escaped. Leaving Cole alone to sob his eyes out after hearing how his parental figure thought he had always been worthless.

Cole's eyes welled up as he continued to look at the picture, he thought Jack at least still loved him but that thought was gone as well after their last encounter. Cole had gotten injured in a fight and Soldier 76 was there, Cole looked at the man for help but he felt a coldness behind the visor... He then said that his opportunity to be in overwatch had been a waste... That was the last straw, Cole quickly pulled himself up and used deadeye, Jack said something to him but Cole had tuned him out and walked off to find Angela for help.

Cole crumpled the photo and threw it into the nearest trash can before walking out, he got on his bike and rode off, trying his hardest to not break down sobbing.

The team had noticed the change in Cassidy, he was colder, less bubbly and cocky, and every morning he was hungover, D.va approached the man and offered him a Nano Cola. "C'mon Mr. Cassidy, we're your friends, you can tell us what's on your mind." She said calmly.

Cole took the soda and took a long sip. "Hana... Have you ever had yer heart ripped out by people ya looked up to?..." He asked, Hana was caught off guard by this but so was everyone else, who hurt Cassidy so much that he was this depressed? Everyone sat down with Cassidy and listened as he told them everything, he was holding back tears but when Fareeha hugged him the floodgates opened.

The entire team was pissed, Ana and Angela refused to help Jack with his Biotic field, Reinhardt gave him a cold glare, Fareeha wouldn't even respond to his jabs anymore. They all made him know why he was now despised. "You hurt your son." Was their answer, Jack knew what they were referring to, at first he denied it, saying he didn't regret what he said, but that opinion changed after his next encounter with Reyes.

Reaper was standing on the roof of a building, looking at a piece of paper. Jack approached him from behind ready to shoot when Reaper spoke. "We hurt him... He trusted us... And we hurt him..." He said quietly, Jack looked confused, Reaper turned to him and took off his mask to reveal his face, it was a look of shame, guilt, and heartbreak, he offered the paper to Jack who snatched it and looked at it, he felt his own heart break when he saw what it was. It was the photo Cole had crumpled up and thrown away. "Sombra shoved it into my hands telling me he threw it away... She said I was clearly beyond saving if I was willing to abandon the man I had cared for..." Gabe said quietly, Jack took off his visor and looked at his former friend. "What have we done?... He trusted us and we broke his heart..." He replied, finally breaking and crying. "Ana showed me surveillance footage... He was at our graves screaming and crying... he shot them until his gun was empty... he still kept pulling the trigger..."

There was no coming back from this... Jack and Gabe would never be able to make up for what they had done... faking their death was bad but destroying their son was worse... They had given him hope, a purpose in life, a family... and they took that from him all because of their own self hatred and anger...

Cole was sitting in his room on base when he got a message on his phone, it was from an unknown number, asking him to come outside. He walked out and saw them, Jack and Gabe standing there, no weapons, no masks. "What do you want? I thought I was worthless to ya both..." He spat, looking away from them.

"Mijo... We're so so sorry..." Gabe started. "We have been angry with ourselves for so long and we ended up letting that hurt you... You're our son and we hurt you..." Jack added, Cole tensed up and still didn't look at them. "Was it all a lie?... Was I just a burden this whole damn time?... You said those things with no hesitation... You must’ve meant it..." He asked.

"No! It wasn't true at all! Cole, we're so proud of you, you have become a better man than either of us... Ever since the explosion we've been trying to find out how everything went wrong... We became angry and bitter... I personally am jealous of how great you are and how much you've grown..." Jack replied.

Cole finally looked at them, tears flowing down his cheeks. "I thought you guys were dead... When I heard you guys were alive I was so happy, pissed off but happy... And then you both insult me... callin' me ingrate, a waste... I let you guys arrest me, I coulda fought back and escaped durin' that sting but I didn't... Because I thought that if I left Deadlock, I could become a better person... I left behind friends that cared about me and had my back t' join you guys... I left behind Ashe... I took all yer advice, I trained hard, I finished school, I followed yer orders... All t' do the right thing, all because I thought I found somethin' better... And look what that got me..." He said. "I don't wanna be hurt again... Just leave me alone..."

Cole was about to walk inside when Gabe wraithed in front of him and hugged him tightly, the cowboy tried to pull away but he started crying in his dad's arms. "Mijo I am so sorry... I should have never said you were stupid, you're the smartest guy I know, you always have a plan and you're such a good leader." Gabe said softly, Jack walked over and hugged Cole as well. "You're not a waste either, you're one of the best agents Overwatch could ask for, I couldn't be more proud of you than I am right now." He added.

Cole just continued to cry and crumbled into his fathers' arms as they apologized over and over, telling him how proud they were and how grateful they were to have him as their son. The cowboy ended up crying himself to sleep and Gabe picked him up, Jack allowed him inside and they took Cole to his room. "This is familiar, isn't it?" Gabe commented, Jack nodded and chuckled.

They tucked Cole into bed and after exiting the room, they saw the entire team looking at them, the old soldiers looked away awkwardly, Ana approached them and slapped them. "Don't ever do that to Cole again you got that?" She threatened, the two nodded in understanding. "Good, now Gabriel are you gonna come to your senses and come home?" She asked, Gabe smiled. "If you'll let me, I got a lot of apologies to make." He joked.

The next morning, Cole woke up and found himself tucked into bed just like how Gabe did it when he cried himself to sleep, he sat up and his bedroom door opened, Gabe walked in carrying a tray of Cole's favourite breakfast. "Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked, placing down the tray, Cole stared at his dad for a moment before hugging him tightly. "Please... Don't leave me again... And don't say those things again..." He pleaded quietly, Gabe hugged him back. "I promise I'll stay, and I swear to God I will never ever say those things again." He replied softly.

Cole smiled a little as tears welled up in his eyes again. "I missed you dad..."

Gabe teared up a little as well. "I missed you too mijo..."

I’m all about 80s Reaper with long flowing hair these days.  You can’t shame me more than I already shame myself. 

Other Talon agents @ Sigma

“Death walks among you.”

Reaper is my first main on Overwatch and he’s my favorite character. He is/a Introvert,Adaptable,Independent,Edgy,Easily Tempered,Crazy,Sarcastic,Logical,Pefectionist and leader.

CPAU If The Fandom Could Ruin It

Geno: I'M NOT NURTURING YOUR WEIRD SADISTIC SH*T!!!

Nekophy and AfterDeath Shippers: *Shoves Goth, Raven, Shino, and Xahji into the frame*

Geno: WTF? WHAT ARE THESE? WHERE DID THEY COME FROM???

Reaper: It's our children, and they're from you nurutring my 'weird sadistic shit'

Geno:

Reaper:

Geno:

Reaper:

Goth: mum are you okay?

Geno: *probably faints*

The Children: MUM??

((Part Two of he Four Horsespongys of the Apocalypse! Horsespongy Death on a pale General Bitter. And yes, I did make the cat the Death icon. XD ))