[halfgrimm-a]

P S A i’ve remade my blog over at @halfgrimm   &   would really love   &   appreciate if you could follow me there   ! ! ! my cinder muse is back in full swing   &   i really want to jump back into replies . ♥

[halfgrimm-a]

P S A i’ve remade my blog over at @halfgrimm   &   would really love   &   appreciate if you could follow me there   ! ! ! my cinder muse is back in full swing   &   i really want to jump back into replies . ♥

[halfgrimm-a]

P S A i’ve remade my blog over at @halfgrimm   &   would really love   &   appreciate if you could follow me there   ! ! ! my cinder muse is back in full swing   &   i really want to jump back into replies . ♥

[halfgrimm-a]

P S A i’ve remade my blog over at @halfgrimm   &   would really love   &   appreciate if you could follow me there   ! ! ! my cinder muse is back in full swing   &   i really want to jump back into replies . ♥

[halfgrimm-a]

P S A i’ve remade my blog over at @halfgrimm   &   would really love   &   appreciate if you could follow me there   ! ! ! my cinder muse is back in full swing   &   i really want to jump back into replies . ♥

[halfgrimm-a]

P S A i’ve remade my blog over at @halfgrimm   &   would really love   &   appreciate if you could follow me there   ! ! ! my cinder muse is back in full swing   &   i really want to jump back into replies . ♥

[halfgrimm-a]

P S A i’ve remade my blog over at @halfgrimm   &   would really love   &   appreciate if you could follow me there   ! ! ! my cinder muse is back in full swing   &   i really want to jump back into replies . ♥

[halfgrimm-a]

sorry i haven’t really been here as of late ; there’s a few reasons why , which i’ll save you all by putting them under a read more . if you’d like to keep in touch or perhaps continue a thread , my discord is ✧ fuster cluck ✧#0117

This volume is all sorts of bad & had rubbed me the wrong way in so many aspects. I don’t feel excitement for the episodes & have considered cancelling my subscription & watch it once it’s completely out. I’m going to list some of the reasons why I don’t like it & why I can’t keep my muse up & running consistently at the moment.

Ruby, Ren & Nora: What the fuck have they done to these characters? I abhor just how bitchy they’ve become. I understand the struggles they’ve been through & how they’re all trying to cope with everything, but why have they turned into complete & utter assholes?  Ruby, seemingly, no longer cares for the feelings of those around her, despite that being her strongest character trait from the beginning of the show, her defining trait, if you will. Ren has just suddenly become extremely moody & angry, & I can’t seem to wrap my head around it. Both he & Nora had shown obvious interest in one another & accepted that they share a bond few people have, yet their relationship has become... Toxic? From both sides. Nora & Ren’s kiss was just... Ugh. It wasn’t romantic at all. It was angry, forced, with neither of them caring about the others feelings or opinions. I really don’t like it.

Qrow & his alcoholism. This has made me super frustrated. Breaking an addiction is not as simple as cutting off the entire substance & no repercussions. There’s withdrawals, mood changes & so many other factors. He’s just... Perfectly fine? No need to go back to his old ways, no other attempts at gaining a new vice? That is not how breaking an addiction works. & yes, his hesitation & thought process in the most recent episode when he was offered wine is a step in the right direction; it is not enough.

Blake & Yang. Holy shit. I have never liked Bumbleby. But this season has made me hate it to the point I don’t want it to happen. Earlier seasons had subtle hints at their relationship, which was good, natural. Now it’s so forced that Blake & Yang lack their entire character beyond “relationship fodder.” Like... Has Blake completely forget about Adam? The man who had been following & abusing her since she was an early teen? He’s dead now, She & Yang killed him, yet nothing is mentioned. There’s no trauma at all. How many lines has Yang had during this season that haven’t been about/to/at Blake? Blake this, Blake that. They’re always giving each other forced looks. What about the rest of your team, the people who have been with you for the same amount of time? What about your sister? I will admit, there have been some cute scenes of them together this season, like Yang trying to teach Blake how to dance, but that’s the only credit I’ll give them.

The “Atlas is being framed” narrative. God I am so over this. It’s been going on since volume 3 & while, yes, I can understand it because they’re one of the most discriminatory & rich kingdoms, it doesn’t make it any less irritating. Penny has been protecting Mantle for how long now? Probably a good six months. Yet people are so quick to assuming she murdered people at Robyn’s gathering? It’s so stupid. Only the main cast has brains, it would seem. 

This next segment is just my personal gripe, but: the lack of Cinder. This has really destroyed my muse the most. I get it, there’s other villains now, other villains who are probably more useful or bigger than Cinder, but that doesn’t erase my annoyance with it. If she doesn’t appear soon, she’ll likely be in the after-credits scene, which doesn’t exactly help my muse, but hey. The show is called RWBY, not Cinder.

[ruledgrimm]

                                              ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ, ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ

                                                    𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔪 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔴𝔟𝔶

penned by M

[halfgrimm-a]

—  【𝑬𝑳𝑺𝑨】

          ❝ i do hope whatever it is it’s important enough to wake me up in the middle of the night . ❞

                ❝   of course .   ❞   response is dry , bordering on rigid through the subtle clench of teeth alone . digits , frigid to any normal person , gestured around the frost - bitten room .   ❝   trouble controlling your powers   ?   or do you enjoy sleeping in the heart of a freezer   ?   ❞

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@ruledgrimm​ IT’S CINDER’S BIRTHDAY   ! ! !   —   momma salem gives cinder a smol grimm for her birthday .

                gazes down at the grimm now hanging from her arm by it’s maw .   ❝   thanks , mum .   ❞

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@basedmercury​ IT’S CINDER’S BIRTHDAY   ! ! !   —   ❝   you’re old .   ❞

                ❝   don’t push it , mercury .   ❞

[halfgrimm-a]

it’s cinder’s birthday today   ! ! !   please send the grumpy firebug birthday wishes . C:

[halfgrimm-a]

so notifications aren’t working for me at all   (   as they aren’t many others .   )   so if you’ve reblogged a thread or written me a starter , please shoot a message my way   !   otherwise i’ll never know . ;w;

[halfgrimm-a]

—  【𝑶𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑹】

“ i know. “  despite what cinder said, it really seems like she’s trying to derail his moment. he knows that this is stupid. he knows sulking is stupid. but everyone else seems to be doing it so why can’t he? oscar already tried rallying the team, like ruby always does, with disastrous results. at least cinder already knew some semblance of the revelations in the snow and doesn’t look at oscar like he has a monster in him  ( at least, that’s how he perceives the stares from everyone else ).

maybe that’s why he’ still sitting here listening to her. how messed up is it that he finds solace in the company of the one who killed his sister? the one who killed the soul within him? well, not any more as messed up as the rest of this and that is what he is sulking about.

the boy leans back on the bench and looks up at the night sky of argus. bright, hazel eyes of a fresh face are now dull and tired. so much has happened in two days that it’s felt like two years. no, it felt longer. no one else had to deal with the suffocating feeling of deja vu during jinn’s vision. but oscar learned too much too quickly, saw and felt too much too quickly, and in this moment the toll of that is clear on his face.

okay, deep breath. the exhale is more of a groan than he wanted it to be. but then he sits up to stare straight like cinder is.  “ i’m fine. i just needed a moment. “

                he hadn’t convinced her , he hadn’t convinced anyone that he was fine   &   perhaps that spurred the fear knotted in stomachs . they wanted answers to endless questions churned by their own turmoil   —   oscar didn’t have them   &   ozpin had shied away from consequence to offer any insight to their current dilemma . some faces had turned towards cinder in a desperate attempt to dig up any semblance of an answer   &   she , too , lacked any meaningful response . the revelation wasn’t all that shocking to her , but it was a harsh reminder that her defection from salem’s forces was irrational .                 despondency hung thick . nonetheless , there was still a sliver of salvation   &   for the time being , they would need to cling to fleeting hope .

                ❝   good .   ❞   she convinces herself that there’s no use in continuing to pry ; it would only upset him further . she could offer assistance in other ways , ways far more fitting of her character.                 legs outstretched to to heave frame from the bench after a few moments longer seated . pivoting `pon heel , maiden came to face the other   —   brows raised to convey some form of sympathy , though visage remained otherwise expressionless .   ❝   sitting here is rather dreary , wouldn’t you agree   ?   ❞   ebony crown shifts , gesturing a nod towards the pathway beside them , winding through various stores   &   cafes .   ❝   let’s go get something to eat . everyone else is afraid i’m going to poison their lunch .   ❞

[halfgrimm-a]

—  【𝑺𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑴】

Crimson hues narrowed as the witch observed the spectacle before her, occasionally gaze flicking back to the Grimm. It twitched in the light of day, letting out piercing screeches toward its opponent as the bursts of fire collided with its hard exterior. Creation, Salem thought to herself, cannot exist without destruction. The two forces went hand in hand with one another–new can not come about without the absence of the old. Just as this Grimm had only discovered the air of life moments before, its withering body was now breathing its last.

Porcelain features remained emotionless as the sight of the Grimm disappeared behind the engulfing flames, darkened ashes rising to fill the atmosphere.

“Better,” pale lips commented. Cinder’s grasp on her newfound powers were improving and the thought brought a malicious smile to the edges of her mouth before quickly returning to their usual position. “How are you feeling?” It was a misplaced concern on Cinder’s health. It had been so long since Salem had a maiden under her command, the width of their powers and their damage to the inhabited body were still a mystery to her. 

                chest heaved another laboured breath as the efforts of her power died `pon every inch of her body with the crackles of fleeting aura   —   perhaps , had she relied on usurped abilities , fall wouldn’t be so easily drained . nonetheless , it remained a cry to stop .                 ebony crown hung heavy , even as neck craned to veer disfigured visage up at elder .   ❝   fine , your grace .   ❞   undoubtedly title was spat with the venom that laced the fine buds of tongue . speech remained strained , though far more coherent than previous use   —   she was recovering , albeit slowly .

                glass heel pressed flat to floor to regain footing , haul burdensome frame from the filth of the floor . maiden was unsuccessful   &   palm swiftly returned to earlier position in attempt to halt further collapse   —   that would be a display far too humiliating .                 each expression , from the way muscles tensed to the stiff features littering marred countenance , suggested everything but what her words came to suggest . the fear of censure towards her inability stirred twixt the cavities of ribs   &   heart drummed hard against fickle keratin .                 ❝   again .   ❞   vocals continuously betrayed inner turmoil in favour of pleasing the witch   —   avoid punishment .

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@dxmonicmoon​ asked   —   warm hands are placed on the other’s shoulders , as he pushes the smaller female to sit back . not too roughly , merely suggesting with his actions rather than telling her what to do .   ❝   cinder . i need . to do the massage . it would . make you . feel better .   ❞   at least , he was pure in his intentions .

                fangs barred beneath cascade of lips , visage bunched against scars in a display of utter scorn   —   pity . she hated the feeling , the helplessness it held   —   the fall maiden was a force to be reckoned with , not some dwindling display of a crumbling pillar .                 shoulders violently heaved from grasp , casting aureate glare `pon the arrogance of her associate .   ❝   don’t touch me .   ❞   her behaviour would no doubt be presented as childish   —   to fall , however ; completely within reason twixt the flames of ire the endlessly burned beneath belly .