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RWBY OC. A Grimm That Learns. Highly Selective. Private. Follows from Brokenclockwork. 

[curiosityborn]

caeloservare​:

Some say Grimms sense emotions better than they sense anything else. Maybe. Who knows? Well, Grimms probably do, but not any humans, or at least not any human that would be willing to share the information. Torn and bloodied clump that rolled out of small emergency doors, presenting nothing but a tangle of torn shreds of material that still was mostly white, was basically made of determination and fear, but clouded with something else. Steel-like composure keeping roaring adrenaline and everything else until firm and heavy controlling grip.

“Shit.” Mumbled the clump between labored breaths and pained groans, untangling itself into two man in still smoldering clothes, connected in tight embrace as one pulled the unconscious one out of the wreckage. 

The man lifted gaze and froze, blue eyes wide at the sight of an unknown species of Grimm right in front of him. Instinctively he tightened grip around his partner as to shield him. For a moment the only sound was heavy breathing of the man that didn’t dare to move now and cracking of the fire still roaring inside the cockpit. 

Was it even a Grimm? It didn’t attack yet and it could have quite easily during entire time when General Ironwood was too busy getting himself and his pilot out of the jet. Brothers, with their auras blown out, this thing wouldn’t even need to put effort in killing them. And it just… stood there, staring back. At least for the moment.

“What-” Wait. Is he really trying to talk with a Grimm? 

Sweet Brothers’ buttcheeks, he must have hit head harder than he thought. Well, on his behalf, everything felt quite hazy and he wasn’t entirely sure if that creature wasn’t imaginary.

Oh, that was curious. 

There was a moment of silence following the rumble of the human- no humans!- tumbling out of their sky ship. Glowing red eyes staring back into frightened blue, before a charcoal black hand lifted. One claw carefully pushing a lock of dark hair over the human’s forehead back with the rest. 

Though, given the man’s condition, it didn’t do much good. 

Leaning over the pair, the grimm leaned into the ship. Eyes scanning the wreck a moment before settling on the fire. 

Anything worth looking at would be destroyed soon, but humans could also be destroyed by fire. Despite how many of them seemed to like it. 

Which was, of course, a problem. 

A (human’s) heartbeat of internal debate was really all it took for the creature to make up it’s mind. 

Pops and cracks sounded above the pair, as the creatures limbs shifted and twisted, so it could more easily shift from two to four limbs. The blue eyed human was holding tightly to the other, so oh so carefully, the grimm bit the white material of the human’s shirt and began to retreat. Dragging him away from the wreck until it decided they were safe from any spreading flame. 

[darlingtheyfoundthebody]

[glycdiallan-deactivated20220127]

Emily Carroll

[thelibrarina]

I reblog this every time I see it, because the part that makes this so horrific to me, is that the room is a direct callback to Goodnight Moon. It takes this memory of safety and security and turns it directly upside down and I love it.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

hey so Emily Carroll is my absolute favorite horror artist and her stories are some of the greatest things i’ve ever had the ghastly pleasure to read. many of her comics are free online, such as the classic His Face All Red

[curiosityborn]

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[curiosityborn]

@bcwtched​ liked to not be the tallest in the room for a change! 

A low whine escapes the creatures throat as the hunter falls and doesn’t get up again. 

By all rights, the change is for the best. The grimm still had a number of the human’s arrows buried in it’s body, from their last encounter, and yet they couldn’t help but feel somewhat attached. They’d been following the human for many days now and now it was over. 

However, the true cause of the reaction was confusion. They had seen plenty of death. The colliding of their kind only ended in one way- hence him not holding the arrows against the man- but grimm did not attack one another. What was the point? 

So...why did humans? 

[curiosityborn]

@caeloservare​ better not shoot my boy

The crash had been loud enough to draw a handful of their kind, but none with more than passing interest. Metal and glass held no pull to those who couldn’t reason enough to wonder where the ship had come from, and what it held inside. 

They were, however, aware enough to know that ships were connected to the humans. To their walls. That they belonged in the sky, and for it to be here, outside of protection, something must have gone wrong. 

They were curious. Too curious to turn away.

One clawed hand moved along the metal, looking for a door, when a little ways down, it opened from inside. 

[brckn-crown]

@curiosityborn liked for a thing!

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“Excuse me. That’s my closet. If you want clothes I can perhaps buy you something.”

[curiosityborn]

The grimm stares him directly in the eyes a moment, before putting on the tiny glasses. 

[curiosityborn]

brckncrown​:

His eyes widened as it nodded in response, hand steady despite the anxiety in his heart. Whatever it was, it spoke, it moved, it tried to allay fear, without any overt appearance of trying to lure a sense of security.

Ozpin could not remember the last time his heart had beat so wildly out of control, out of fear of something completely unknown. 

It appeared almost like a beowolf, but one with deliberate mistakes. His eyes moved over its form, taking it in, beseeching Ozma for an explanation and recieving only stunned silence in his wake. 

“I…” Neutralizing the fear was impossible at this point, but he lowered his hand ever so slow, hand turned up to let the flickering light in his palm face upwards. It could speak. It tried to reassure. And most of all, it knew what fear would do to its compatriots, however distant those were.

Whatever this one was, they were either very old or something Salem had experimented on.

“I will try to control it,” he said softly. “Have you… lived in this place long?”

A quick sniff of the air was all the grimm needed to know that the human’s attempt would likely prove in vain. However, none of the others were too close. The little pack had picked a good den to rest in, and if that changed...well, it had broken enough rules tonight that one more wouldn’t hurt. 

It would guard and warn. So long as the threat didn’t become too great. 

A clawed hand circled absently in the air, in a very human gesture, as it thought the question over. Humming at such a low frequency, it wouldn’t be surprised to learn that the human hadn’t heard. 

“Yes and no.” It had been one of her favorite phrases, and he knew it well. As well as the agitation that it brought if not followed by an explanation. 

“I...like the e-empty...” The speed of the circles increased as it struggled to find the correct words. “Walled c-city? But I come back. Here.” 

[curiosityborn]

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[curiosityborn]

brckncrown​:

Ozpin waited and watched, eyes mild. He sensed motion beyond and tilted his head, eyes scanning for a lone form, whether adult or child, among the tree trunks. He did… not expect what did come into view.

His eyes widened slightly, foot sliding back into a ready stance. While he didn’t lift Long Memory he was prepared the moment he saw the two soft glowing eyes of a Grimm.

He looked down at the loaf of bread, then back at the form.

This was… impossible. It wasn’t attacking. He felt no hostility emanating from beyond him. And Grimm weren’t capable of luring prey, let alone using human food to do it.

“I… see.” It felt lame, but it was all he could say. After a moment, exhaling softly, he raised his hand. A glowing ball of light appeared before his palm, lighting the area further, and the little creature in the woods beyond.

Grimm. No doubt about that.

What has Salem done? he wondered, unsure of how to react as fear and doubt began to war in his chest. Many would tell him simply to kill it and have done with it, to not risk learning about it or why it was there. But it had tossed him a loaf of bread, and it didn’t feel like a snare.

“Do you understand me?”

The creature nodded it’s head slowly, before dropping lower. Hunkering further on four limbs as an animal might to show submission, or in the grimm’s case, to try and appear less of a threat. 

It moved forward slowly. Carefully. Just enough so that it could settle into the light entirely. Terribly curious of the man, but not so much that it was willing to walk directly into killing range. 

It shifted once more then. First to sit like a dog, and then leaning to one hip, tucking one long leg under itself. Much more human. 

“D-dooo not be af-afraid.” It’s voice was low and quiet. Off with a lack of breath. This, was a secret it held. It’s ability to talk. To reason. To learn. However, it would be a terrible shame to lose such a curious human. 

Perhaps, if they came in small enough number, it would even fight them off. 

“They will s-smell you.” 

[manga-and-stuff]

Source: The Girl From the Other Side: Siúil, a Rún / Totsukuni no Shoujo とつくにの少女 

by Nagabe 

[clair-audients]

[manga-and-stuff]

Source: The Girl From the Other Side: Siúil, a Rún / Totsukuni no Shoujo / とつくにの少女 

by Nagabe 

[mono-caps]

[curiosityborn]

brckncrown​:

While the feeling of being watched persisted, the movement did not. Ozpin relaxed just a little, sensing no negativity or hostility rolling towards him. Whatever was there it wasn’t Grimm. A deer, maybe, or some other animal. 

At least, he thought that until the loaf of bread flew from the darkness. Not exactly what he was expecting.

The catch was ungainly and two handed, with his cane still gripped with two fingers. The loaf itself was… old. Stale. He tested it a moment then held it in one hand, turning it this way and that for signs of handling.

“It’s alright,” he said, wondering how old they were. Offering food, throwing it like that, put Ozpin in mind of a child. “I’m a teacher. I won’t hurt you.”

Teacher? 

It had heard that word before. From one of the small ones that had stayed with him for a time. He wasn’t sure what the title meant, exactly, but he knew it was good. Someone worthy of respect. Someone safe. At least among human. 

Was that why the man had come out here with the smaller ones? 

Curiosity and knowledge wared in his mind a moment longer as he watched. Debating the risks and rewards of going forward or back with the knowledge that the wrong choice could very easily end it’s existence. 

Though the grimm knew that if continued existence was it’s main concern, it wouldn’t linger so close to the walls. 

Mind made up it crept forward on four limbs. Stopping and raising slightly as the glow of it’s eyes came into view. 

[mobpsycho100]

[fusudesu]

[nicostiel]