#thehandsofthereaper

“YOU’RE DAMN STRAIGHT I’LL GET PISSY ABOUT THIS”

“IF I DIDN’T BELIEVE YOU COULD BECOME SOMETHING BETTER, IWOULD HAVE!”

The scream was loud enough, shrill enough to crack the window high up in the room. Death’s huge hands were balled up so tightly the joints were creaking and popping in protest. His head dropped to his chest- heaving, taking in ragged deep breaths, trying to calm himself.

“Godsdammit, Asura, you can’t expect everything to be handed to you on a damn silver platter! If you want things to get better, you will have to work for it! otherwise you’ll sit in a pile of fear for the rest of your life- is it really worth giving up?! I’m not asking anything from you-”

A short sigh, then through gritted teeth, “I am not asking you to do anything that I myself have not been through before. And by the gods, if I can do it, so can you!”

Asura flinched back, clearly startled despite their earlier screaming. He quickly got over his surprise; taking a quick step forward, leaning towards his father, glaring angrily. “Maybe you should open your fucking eyes and see I CAN’T do this! You and I are VERY DIFFERENT, Death!” yet another flinch back; however, this time, Asura takes a few steps back as well, biting down hard on his lip.

He doesn’t want to be doing this right now.

He doesn’t want to be arguing.

But, to his own dismay, that doesn’t stop him.

“You weren’t doomed from the start! You didn’t commit unforgivable atrocities for petty reasons! You never had the entire fucking world against you! You always had someone by your side, you- You-” the younger one turned his gaze to the floor. “The best I’ve ever had was Vajra and he’s dead now. I killed him. And- Dammit, I-” 

He feels something crawling just below the surface. Writhing. Wanting free.         Madness?               No. Go away.

A muffled noise because TINY ADORABLE ASHURA EEEE. (Note to self: take pictures for later. Cellphone should be charged.) "They’re… not very nice people," he said gently, patting Ashura on the head. "And I worry they may try to hurt the humans around here. But don’t worry- I’ll protect you from them."

It's not like I walked up to Lord Death like:

Knock knock!

Who's there?

CTHULHU!

HE WOULD DO THAT TOO because bby Ashura and he remembers how cold frozen lakes were and how miserable hypothermia was and and and FEELS

Lord death carrying a shaking, cold, and wet Asura out of the woods while a sobbing Vajra trails after him