#fear the reaper

[koffing-time]

Cael, using his newly aquired friends, stumbled his way to the Koffing Time Cafe. He had no idea if it was open or not but he didn't really know where else to go. "Tix? Tix I need some help," he called in a hoarse voice. The door opened a crack, his head was swimming, something was said he wasn't sure what. "I'm sorry. I just didn't know where else to go."

@untitledducklett

"Hi! Welcome to Koffing-Time!" Olivia greeted the new arrival to the nearly empty café without looking up from cleaning a table. Only a single human guest was sitting in a corner, an older woman as well has her two pansage. All three let out an audible gasp as Cael stumbled through the door. "Take a seat, or just-" She stops after turning around to Cael, just now noticing how absolutely devastated he looked. "By the Dragons! Are you okay? Sit down for a moment." she rushed to him, guiding him to an empty seat. "Cream? Cream where are you? Go get Tix! Quickly!"

As the ghost type vanished out back to get the owner, Olivia sits down with Cael. "Hey. Can you hear me? Everything is going to be okay. Can you talk to me? Tell me your name? Tell me what happened to you?"

[dcbinges]

Detective Comics #575 (1987) by Mike Barr & Alan Davis

[sk4ndal]

I just looked around frantically and slightly paniced, searching for the HUGE mosquito I heard, before realizing that it was someone outside using an electric sander or a electric saw.

I swear somewhere deep down I feared for my life.

[imclou]

hello hi @muzzlemouths cool au you got there, mind if i do a little fanart

|| Bonus ||

When Sun's being mad shady but you're a bit in denial

|| Alternative ||

couldn't decide which version was best so you get both

This fic is crazy good, super tasty, super crunchy. Sunhinged's still my favorite Sun flavor this will never ever change. Gosh I LOVE that we get to choose what happens next it's such a great concept for a fic! Man some scenes really beamed fanart ideas right into my brain, it's so immersive wth.

I'm also glad that this is a community poll cuz i'm pretty good at making bad decisions. Not gonna let that stop me from tanking the votes though :)

[alynwrench]

Recently binged all- meaning what all there exists currently- of @muzzlemouths 's (Don't) Fear the Reaper and GOODNESS GRACIOUS is it GOOD! and nauseating If you're wanting to read definitely read the tags first because it practically simulates an 80's slasher film through the magic of FanFiction and descriptive gore, READERS BE WARNED, but im so into it

Read it HERE

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Blue Öyster Cult - (Don't Fear) The Reaper

[farfetchedshow]

Dying to hear a new Sesamoid song, freaks? Don't look so grim! Their cover of "Don't Fear The Reaper" officially drops October 25th! 💀

[lazylittledragon]

life and death meet up for a chat

(special thanks to @/ghast1yghosts on twitter for giving me severe brainrot)

[reds-skull]

(continuation of this)

Okay maybe I lied Soap won't be fine by the time Ghost is done with him

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[weirdlookindog]

Rose McDowall - Don't Fear the Reaper (Extented Edit)

[oracle-of-moon]

Some say "Merry Christmas". From the world I come from, we say "Happy Hogswatch"!

. “IT'S THE EXPRESSION ON THEIR LITTLE FACES I LIKE, said the Hogfather. "You mean sort of fear and awe and not knowing whether to laugh or cry or wet their pants?" YES. NOW THAT IS WHAT I CALL BELIEF.” ― Terry Pratchett, Hogfather

[dalekinapaintedparadise]

Huh, you just discovered what it takes to become a legend.

[retroscifiart]

Joe Petagno

[supersapphical]

perhaps my most esoteric but very, very passionate spn take is that i truly believe if you haven't watched season 1 supernatural with the original music cues, you have not seen season 1 supernatural.

[controledcaos]

🎃 🍁🍂 ⋆｡°✩🎃✩°｡⋆ 🍂🧡

𝓟𝓾𝓶𝓹𝓴𝓲𝓷 𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱

🎃 🍁🍂 ⋆｡°✩🎃✩°｡⋆ 🍂🧡

[turbo-virgins]

I am not immune to their grumpy x sunshine dynamic, etc. etc. (plus a little snippet of my fic for funsies)

“Now,” he sighed as he retrieved the remains of his cigarette from an ashtray, “how ‘bout you quietly tell me what’s got you so riled up.”

She leaned forward, unable to contain her wide, cheesy grin. “I found a job for us,” she whispered.

He frowned and took a drag of his cigarette. “What kind of job?”

“Delivering a package to Fairgrave.”

“Sweetheart, do I look like a fuckin’ errand boy to you?”

You can find the rest of it here on ao3.