“In the end, you get what you deserve.”
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“In the end, you get what you deserve.”
@ruledgrimm
he enters into the room as if he already knows his fate.
it’s been a week or so since his failure to capture ruby rose, and he hasn’t really been the same since. as he shuffles, l i m p s into salem’s throne room, he keeps his eyes low. he wouldn’t dare even lift his head in her presence now.
his hair, something he so covets, is a tangled, matted mess of curls, and his already gaunt cheeks are even thinner from what can only be the lack of food. he’s been leaving all of the plates sent up to him outside his bedroom door. from the wrinkles on his clothes as well, it’s clear he hasn’t changed out of them since he came home.
he falls to his knees, quite literally, his nose pressed into the sanded wood floors and his bandaged, stunted tail curled along the ground behind him. he’s s h a k i n g . he’s almost afraid to speak, but he was summoned. he has no choice.
“you... you called for me, your grace?” heavens, even his voice sounds weak. has he even been sleeping? the heavy doors shut behind him, severing his last bit of protection as cinder is left in the halls. he f l i n c h e s at its loud noise, it’s just him and the goddess now.
gold & azure are a beacon of power through the dull clouds , bleeding into grey & red hues — the hand in which holds prize trembles briefly , fear of failure entice thoughts of punishment ; yet to flood the surface . she forces a calm in the face of consequence , positives desperately clawing at the chance to outweigh the mistakes . ❝ the relic , ma’am . ❞ fall begins , arm outstretched to gift the fragment of gods long departed — the relic of knowledge . for all it’s power , temptations , maiden would dare not to sate her curiosity in the presence of grimm mother , lest she rain down hellfire . weight no longer tugs at her fingers as raw knowledge is plucked from grip ; instead digits would find themselves grasping at aching limb , a futile effort in easing the agonising rot eating away at flesh . ❝ the winter maiden escaped . ❞ fingertips absentmindedly burrow deeper into mix of skin & despair .
hey lil mama lemme whisper in your ear
@ruledgrimm || INHALES BOI
F E A R
WHAT WAS THIS -- Breathing comes uneasy as he gazes upon the red eyed figure standing at the borders of Atlas suddenly overcome with a heavy feeling in his heart ... It was ... Fear. A type of fear he had not known since he was a child, since the day of his parents passing he had stuffed it down. Hidden from it behind the mask of disinterest which carried him to the person he was today. Why ? WHY.
“What in the world are you ?” He asks in a whisper as horrified realization strikes him -- She reminds him of the embodiment of the GRIMM. @ruledgrimm
ruledgrimm replied to your post: qrow @ that fucking whale: damn salems...
havent you heard the latest trend?? whats a war without a whale??
thats LITERALLY NOT A THING.
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“You summoned me, Madam?”
❛ if you don’t mind my askin’... ❜ hazel took a lengthy pause, ensuring he had salem’s permission to speak before he continued. despite his better instincts telling him to let it go, he needed some kind of answers from salem -- even if it cost him. ❛ do you have a different mission in mind for me... or am i under house arrest for the time bein’? ❜
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