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ultrashadowkai · 1 year

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RWBY is the longest running show I’ve ever actively kept up with without ever dropping it and picking it back up later.

I got into RWBY because in 2012 YouTube recommended me a newly released video of awesome fight choreography set to even more awesome music (the quickest way to get me into any show is to have an amazing soundtrack) with heavy fairy tale influences (I’m a sucker for fairy tale adaptations).

It’s been just about 11 years since then and 10 since the first episode aired.

Normally I would’ve grown tired of a story dragging on for so long and just resign myself to poking my head in every so often to see what’s been happening in my absence, and yet here I am.

Part of it is because of how long the show’s been going for. Who knows, maybe I would’ve stuck around for just as long on some other tv shows I like if they didn’t all end in around 3 or 4 seasons.

But I think the other part -- the more important part -- is because the story it’s trying to tell.

The story of RWBY takes place in a crapsack world where negative emotions attract killer monsters that seemingly respawn endlessly. There was a literal global civil war over whether or not people should have their emotions controlled by the government because of this. There’s an angry immortal woman who’s hellbent on destroying humanity to stick it to the world’s jerkass gods who nuked the first go-around of humanity and abandoned this current one. And on top of all that, the world still has a whole slew of prejudice and abuse.

The show never shies away from these facts. But it never lets itself get consumed by them either, and that’s the important part.

Bad shit happens every second of every day in the real world. RWBY says that the Grimm, the creatures that’ll use your anger and your sorrow and your despair to try and kill you, are endless in the world, but so is beauty, so are friends, so is love, so is hope.

RWBY says that you aren’t a burden because you didn’t do everything perfectly, because you didn’t fix every single problem you come across.

RWBY says that you always have time to love and be loved.

RWBY says that you are enough. That patience and kindness is enough to help change the world for the better. That you touch every life you come in contact with, for better or for worse.

RWBY says that’s never foolish to hope. The world won’t get better in a single day but that doesn’t mean that it’s not worth it to try.

And that’s why I’ve stayed so long. Some people need those stories where the world’s crap and it’s never gonna get any better. I need a story where the world is crap, where things get worse but they also get better. I need a story that’ll kick my pessimistic ass and remind me over and over again that hope is never pointless.

So long as RWBY keeps telling that story, I’m never dropping it.

#rwby #longpost

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superiorsturgeon · 6 months

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Taiyang: Ruby! Yang! I’m here to help-what the hell is THAT thing?!

Grimm Hound: *snarls*

Salem: Taiyang Xiao-Long! Behold what has become of your wife, Summer Rose!

Taiyang: …Summer…? Is it really you..?

Grimm Hound: *growls*…tAIyaNG…!

Taiyang: …

Salem: Look! Look what has become of the silver-eyed warrior you once loved!

Salem: Despair as you gaze into-what are you doing?! Put your clothes back on RIGHT NOW!! Are you listening?! Get away from my Grimm creature! DO NOT FUCK THE GRIMM HOUND!! YOUR KIDS ARE RIGHT THERE!!

#rwby #Taiyang xiao long #summer rose #Salem #tai x summer #summer lovin #Taiyang xiao long X summer rose #Taiyang is a monsterfucker #hound summer

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pillarmen-lover2080 · 2 years

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Twst boys barge into your beach trip! <3

Everyone deserves the right to rest and relaxation. That is exactly why you decide to take a fun trip. It comes to you upon a midnight clear when you think to yourself, "Why don't I go to the beach?"

That morning, you pack a big beach bag as you walk throughout ramshackle. You wake Grimm up with a wide smile on your face, "Wake up Grimmy! We are going to the beach today!" At your words, the creature stirs from his sleep and yawns loudly. "We are going to the wha?", Grim said as he stretched deeply. "You know, the beach? We can go swimming!", you say to him as you scoop him up and begin to walk out the door.

Clad in (bathing suit of your choice), your cover up flows about as you walk quickly towards the mirror chamber. As you walk in your cute bathing suit and coverup, you begin to catch peoples attention. A familiar voice calls out to you, "Y/n? Where are ya going in a get up like that?" You turn around and see Ace and Deuce walking towards you. You smile at them and say, "Grim and I are going to have a beach day!" At your words, you can see something sparkle in the boys eyes as they begin to implicitly invite themselves along. "Wow, the beach?", Ace says as he throws one hand behind his head. "I can't remember the last time I got to go swimming..", Deuce chimed in as he place a hand on his chin. Their words somehow cause you to smile and look at them. "Do you guys want to come?", you say as you tilt your head. The boys immediately light up and smile wide smiles. "We are going to have so much fun!", Ace says to you.

"Have fun doing what?"

All of you turn around quickly as you come face to face with the Leech twins. "Hehehe sounds interesting", the one on the left says in a sing song voice. "Fufufufu it does indeed", cooed the other boy. Floyd and Jade stand towering over you and your beach group. You decide to smile at them and agree, "Yes! We are going to have a lot of fun!" Suddenly, between the two twins, another boy pushes his way into the conversation. "Well I'm sure you will have a pleasant time, but we need to get back to work." A boy with silver hair and glasses leers at you from between the two boys. "Azul is here too?", Ace quickly blurts out with a surprised look on his face.

Floyd suddenly begins to whine, having another one of his famous mood swings, "Aughhhh Azullll, I wanna gooooo!" He pouts puffing out his cheeks and his brother can't help but let out a polite laugh. "Absolutely not", Azul says as he clears his throat. Floyd then looks at you and then back to Azul. "Look! Just look at how cute Y/n looks!", Floyd says as he walks over to you, pulling you into a defensive grasp. "How could you say no to Y/n?", Floyd says dramatically. Just as the boys begin arguing, another voice is added to the mix.

"The beach, huh?" You turn around to see Ruggie walking up to you. In his hand he is holding a donut and in the other, Leona's wallet. "I could use a break", the hyena boy snickers at you. "I don't see why we can't tag along.." Leona walks up behind Ruggie and Jack follows him. "Yay we can have a beach party!", Floyd yells excitedly. You then hear a gasp as you turn around to face Vil, Rook and Epel. "There is a party going on and I wasn't invited???", Vil said with a shocked face. You quickly tell him that's not true and invite them all to come with you. The boys all quickly grab their swim suits and your band of miscreants march towards the mirror chamber. More and more people decided to join you. Even the shroud brothers tagged along even though Ida had a look of despair on his face.

In the end, it seemed that the whole school was invited. You all made your way to a crystal sandy beach lining the coral sea. You ended up having a lot of fun, even though it was supposed to be a relaxing trip for yourself. This day will definitely be a day to remember!

I hoped you liked this! My requests are open and please tell me if you would like a part 2 with the actual beach day.

Thanks for reading <3

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theowlgoesmoo · 15 days

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Did a few quick drawings of half of the villain duo for my Silk and Stone AU (A Bug's Life/Hollow Knight crossover) Troupe Master Grimm's not a nice guy. Like in the least. After being summoned by accident, the showman had a little meeting with a scorned grasshopper, and convinced him to stop just accepting mere gifts from that marvelous island... and take it for yourself.

Refined, silver-tongued, sadistic, and manipulative, Grimm's been a terror both to the ants of Amberhive, and even to the gang who accepted his help. As a creature who literally feeds off terror and despair, the showman could hardly be happier where he is.

#crossover #a bugs life #au #hollow knight #grimm #troupe master grimm #anthro #flik #princess dot #dot #villain #fanart #TEETH #silk and stone #pixar

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phoenix-manga · 1 year

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Little Cherubi, Where Are You Off To?

Summary: An incident in the alchemy lab caused Phoebe to be turned into… a Cherubi? With no antidote for the effects, the students have to look after their little, walking fruit friend.

[Story Under the Cut]

“Careful with that, Deuce! Just make sure to pour TWO drops alright? Two!”

“Shut up, Ace! I’m trying to concentrate!”

Deuce hissed at the red head as he carefully kept his arm stiff as a branch as his eyes locked on to the neck of the bottle, making sure the liquid was slowly inching closer to the rim.

‘(Almost there!)’

*DRIP!*

‘(That’s one! Now just one more…)’

“Watch out!”

*BUMP!*

A student bumped into Deuce by accident trying to avoid being splashed by the contents of the cauldron when it started bubbling aggressively.

The whole bottle was dropped into the cauldron and now THEIR cauldron is acting up. It started to foam and fizzle before the cauldron started to shake as if it was under an earthquake.

“You guys, duck!”

Phoebe grabbed onto Deuce and Ace’s lab coats and pulled downwards as fast as she could.

*BOOM!*

Pink and green foam exploded everywhere! Luckily for the brain cell duo, they were saved from the substance but…

“Agh! Henchman!” Grimm shrieked.

Phoebe wasn’t as lucky, the potion spilled all over her. She’s probably drenched by now!

“Out of the way puppies! Ace, Deuce, You’ll be reprimanded later but for now we need to get the child out of that foam!”

Crewel orders the students with a stern glare. They wasted no time in using the empty cauldrons to scoop out the foam away while others use mops.

But when they got to where Phoebe was supposed to be, all they saw was a lab coat on the floor but the girl was nowhere in sight.

Deuce dropped to his knees in despair.

“I MELTED HER! I’M A MONSTER-“

Deuce lets out a wail as he pounds a fist into the ground.

Ace stood there in shock, actually thinking that the accident really did kill off Phoebe when his eyes spotted a lump under the lab coat that started to wriggle.

Everyone in the room held their breaths as the lump struggled to wriggle its way out of the large clothing. When it finally managed to free itself, it paused and looked around in confusion.

“What in Great Seven-“

Crewel gasped as his put a red gloved hand to cover his mouth that was agape in shock.

It was a small little pink cherry with two large leaves with a smaller cherry attached to the stem, it exerted itself to walk on its two stubby legs.

The creature’s golden-brown eyes blinked at the confused faces that started at it with awe and disbelief.

“Umm… what’s going on?”

“Ah, that voice is- Henchman is that you!?”

Grimm ran towards the cherry who stumbled backwards upon realizing the feline was way taller than it.

“Whoa, Grimm?! How did you get so tall?”

“What the heck, it is Phoebe!” Ace yelled out.

Deuce got up from the floor and picked up Phoebe, his eyes were blurry with tears but he didn’t give a damn right now. All that mattered was that Phoebe wasn’t melted!

“P-Phoebe! Thank the Seven, you’re alright! I didn’t know if I could live with myself when I thought I melted you-“

“MELTED!? IS THAT WHY I’M SO SHORT!?”

Deuce winced and put some distance between him and Phoebe when she shrieked.

Crewel snapped out of his daze and walked towards Deuce, he analyzed the situation that is currently out of hand.

First, there is a huge mess that needs to be cleaned up.

Second, the magicless beast tamer is now a sentient cherry.

He was going to need more whiskey to get through this. Pinching his forehead from frustration, he points to Ace and Deuce.

“Bad boys! You weren’t aware of your surroundings to take notice of oncoming trouble which lead to one of your fellow classmates turning into… THIS! I’ll have you both clean out the laboratory until it’s spotless, and then you will have to take care of Miss Phoebe until this potion wears off!”

The two boys winced at his tone but complied nonetheless. As for Phoebe, she was still confused as to what has become of her.

“Excuse me, can someone lend me a mirror?”

Crewel paused and seemed hesitant to comply.

“Puppy… I’m not sure you would want to see yourself right now…”

“Please?”

“… Alright”

Crewel pulls out a hand mirror from his coat (why he has one in his coat? Phoebe has no idea) and holds it to the girl’s level.

Phoebe got a good look at herself. At first, she was startled and slightly jumped in Deuce’s arms, but afterwards she recognized this form.

“Oh, Ho Oh, I’ve turned into a Cherubi!”

“A what?” Ace blinked.

“[BZZT! I can tell you what that is!]”

Dexter the Rotom conveniently flies out of Phoebe’s lab coat pocket and displayed a picture of a similar cherry creature on its screen.

“[Cherubi, the Cherry Pokémon. A Grass-type…

It nimbly dashes about to avoid getting pecked by bird Pokémon that would love to make off with its small, nutrient-rich storage ball. When the small ball is drained of nutrients, it shrivels to herald evolution. BZZT!]”

After that explanation, the screen turns back to display Rotom’s grin.

Even with an explanation, that poses more questions.

“How the heck can something like this turn a human into… that?!”

Ace was tempted to rip his red locks off his head from the absurdity of this.

*CRACK!*

The sound of Crewel’s teaching stick echoes loudly in the room that alerted everyone into silence.

“This is no time for questions when you two have a lab to clean! For now, I’ll take Miss Phoebe with me, you two can have her back when you’ve finished”

‘(Somehow it feels like I’m demoted to a pet when he said that)’, Phoebe deadpanned.

She had no choice but to sink into Crewel’s really soft fur coat as he ushers almost everyone out before he leaves the room himself, Grimm and Dexter follow him in tow.

“Now, pup. Do you feel any pain? Anything uncomfortable in that… pink, spherical body of yours?”

Crewel’s gaze held concern as he looked at Phoebe’s unfortunate predicament. Though he would have to admit, it was kind of cute to see her pudgy little legs try to turn around only to stumble onto her bum.

But that’s a thought he’ll keep to himself.

From the looks of it, she seems to be fine. Her expression doesn’t show any signs of pain, though it’s hard to deduce that from a fruit with only two beady eyes and a tiny smile.

“I kind of regret leaving Furret back at Ramshackle now, he would’ve gotten me away from that explosion mere moments!”

She sighs dejectedly as Grimm hopped onto the desk to curiously prod at her little cherry behind her leaf.

“This is kind of weird, you got two heads but one is way smaller and all it does is sleep! Is it edible-“

*SMACK!*

“Funya!?”

“Bad cat! What if that hurts her? Keep those paws to yourself, if you want cherries then go to Sam’s! He could sell you a whole variety!”

Grimm rubbed at his swollen paw where Crewel’s hand smacked him on. As the alchemy professor held the Cherubi securely in his hands.

‘(This feels kind of nice~! Is this how Furret feels when I carry him?)’

Phoebe unintentionally snuggled closer into Crewel’s arms that went unnoticed by the man who is keeping a sharp eye on the fire-breathing feline.

“Yo! Crewel, heard you got two lads on cleaning duty, what did they do-“

Speak of the devil, Vargas came into the staff room with his booming voice. But he paused when he saw the most absurd scene before him.

Crewel holding a large cherry while Grimm is pouting.

“What’s with that huge cherry? You planning to win a state fair or something?”

“No, the students ruined a potion but it exploded onto one of the students who were unable to evade it… this cherry is the student-“

“Huh?! They alright?” Vargas’ eyes widened in alarm.

“Yes, fortunately for her she is now a sentient cherry monster… thing. So, we won’t have to worry about anyone accidentally eating her”

The moment Crewel said the word “her” Vargas immediately connected the dots and knew who he was referring to. For a muscle head, he can have his moments where he uses his actual head.

He stared at Phoebe who just blinked at him with her beady little eyes. The two blinked blankly at each other for a few moments before the burly man scooped up the Cherubi out of Crewel’s arm as he lightly tossed her into the air before catching her.

“Aww, look at you! You look like a plushy you’d win at the fair! Haha!”

“Vargas, give me my student! If you drop her, I swear to the Great Seven I will-”

“What is with the commotion here?”

The two men froze when they saw the icy professor of magic history entering the staff room.

Trein entered the room with Lucius in hand, his face held a stare that could only express what he thinks of the scene unfolding before him.

‘(What childish nonsense…)’, he huffs at them as he rolled his eyes.

Lucius locked his eyes on Phoebe who tensed up when she noticed that his eyes were dilated. That could only mean one thing…

“Uh oh…”

Lucius got out of Trein’s grip and pounced on her, claws out and all.

“MREOW!”

“Lucius!? Stop that!”

“Mozus Trein, get that furball away from my student!”

“Student?! Crewel what happened-“

“Henchman, let’s skedaddle outta here before you end up a puree! Funya!”

It was pure chaos, Grimm held Phoebe in his paws as he ran as fast as his hind legs could carry him out into the hallway as a commotion happened in the faculty.

Crewel’s protective instincts over Phoebe made him move to grab Lucius, unfortunately he grabbed the cat’s tail which prompted the feline to howl from the grip.

Trein, acting on his parental instincts over Lucius, smacked the back of Crewel’s head with a book to get him to release his poor cat’s tail.

“Crewel! Get your mitts off my Lucius!”

“Your cat just tried to dice my student, Trein! You keep him in line or I’ll buy a cage from Animazon and put him in time out!”

“Don’t you DARE-!”

Vargas just side stepped their argument and left. He wasn’t going to deal with two of the strictest, educational tyrants in the college. And forget trying to break up the fight, even for a man who takes pride in his muscles, he at least knows when to use them.

This is clearly not a good time to use them.

Grimm slumped down onto the ground to catch his breath as he plops Phoebe down on the floor. Running would have been faster if he was doing it on all fours but he had to make sure there was a good enough distance between him and Lucius.

“We ought to find Ace and Deuce back in the laboratory but… that would mean going past the staff room again…” Phoebe sighed in dismay.

“And we’re not going to risk meeting that furball again! I say we just head back to Ramshackle, Dexter can just send them a message, right?”

“That WOULD be ideal… if only Dexter wasn’t left in the staff room. And it probably flew off somewhere so there’s no point in trying to retrieve the phone now.”

“Tsk, whatever. We can just use the rest of the time to have fun instead! I was getting bored in class anyway so now I wanna play, Nyeheh!”

Without even giving her a chance to refuse, he held her and trotted off to anywhere he felt like going.

But soon Grimm was having a hard time holding Phoebe in his paws as it was tiring to just carry her around like this. In a stroke of genius, he took off his ribbon and tied her on his back like you would a cargo.

“The great Grimm is a genius! This way I won’t get tired from carrying you, henchman!”

“Yeah, good for you but can’t you adjust the ribbon a bit? My eyes are covered!”

“Nah, it’ll be fine!”

It wasn’t fine. The ride was so bumpy from running on all fours that Phoebe swears that if she vomits right now it would probably come out as cherry jam.

Chunky cherry jam.

The students in the hallway stopped for a moment to process what they were seeing. Grimm, that cat monster has a large cherry tied to his back. They paid it no mind because they thought it was just that, a big ol’ cherry.

Phoebe felt her insides tumble as Grimm climbed a tree to get some apples. She was seeing stars from the vertigo.

“Huh? What’s with the cherry Grimm?”

She heard a voice but it didn’t sound like anyone she knows among the NRC students.

Forcing herself to wriggle the ribbon off her eyes a bit then she proceeded to look down she didn’t expect to see Furret, but where was the voice coming from?

“Wait, why does that cherry smell like my trainer?”

It was Furret that was talking!

Phoebe looked shocked but she guessed that because she’s a Pokémon now, she can understand Pokémon speech.

“Furret, it’s me Phoebe! A lab accident turned me into this!”

Furret blinked twice before his jaw was agape from the realization. It all came together because not only does this Cherubi smells like Phoebe, the eye color was not dark red like a Cherubi would usually have.

The eye color was golden brown like Phoebe’s.

Furret hurriedly climbed the tree and grabbed the ribbon to drag Grimm and Phoebe to the ground. The cat is protesting but Furret’s priority is getting his trainer out of that dangerous height.

Untying the ribbon and haphazardly tossing it to Grimm as he checks over Phoebe.

“Those potion things in this world are very strange… And it’s odd to see you this small, trainer.”

“Ugh… it’s been a long day Furret, I don’t know where Dexter is and I don’t know when this potion wears off! L-let’s just go back to Ramshackle, I’ve had enough!”

Phoebe slumps against Furret’s coils in exhaustion, Furret shoots a stern frown at Grimm’s direction but the cat was too busy tying his ribbon to notice.

“Well, you heard my trainer, Grimm. Let’s head back to Ramshackle”

Furret carefully walks on his hind legs while carrying Phoebe with Grimm grumbling as he followed.

To Be Continued…

#fanfiction #pokemon x twisted wonderland #twst x pokemon #twisted wonderland

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adarkrainbow · 6 months

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Spooky season fairytales (5)

We have looked at movies (or additional material) exploring individual fairytales that could fit the spooky season. For the candy and the witchy, we looked at Hansel and Gretel. For the apples and the disguises, Snow White. For the monsters and horror, Little Red Riding Hood. But now let's take a look at those stories that are definitively dark, spooky, horrifying stories... But that use several fairytales together at once.

Let's start with...

Terry Gilliam's The Brothers Grimm.

Aka probably the most disturbing fairytale movie you will have ever seen. And not even fully disturbing on purpose... I mean, there are many moments intended to be disturbing, but there's just as many that were disturbing by accident. But this movie marked an entire generation and gave nightmares to many, many people. Be ready... for disturbing stuff.

The plot of the story is quite simple to explain, but it hides deeper things. The story is basically an alternative history exploring a different incarnation of the brothers Grimm, now poor crooks trying to make a life in a Germany ravaged by the Napoleonian wars by being fake "ghost/witch/goblin" hunters, using their folkloric knowledge to play on the terror of villagers. It all backfires on them, however, when the French authorities send them to "investigate" a problem of missing girls in a remote village - a series of mysterious disappearances the villagers explain with a bunch of superstitions and folktales. The two brothers will then discover that some fairytales are real, and evil lurks within the woods...

Now, there is ONE thing, one VERY important thing to know to understand the nature of this movie. This movie was the result of a sterile and useless war that disappointed everyone - and this is why you have in effect a movie that could have been great, but is just... okay, alright, with some very good, some very bad... and a LOT of disturbingness. This movie is a Terry Gilliam product, a Terry Gilliam fantasy film, and if you know his other works, you'll recognize his brand. His exploration of the themes of dreams, belief, escapism, hope in front of corruption, despair, the death of the imagination and tyranny ; his style of oniric, surrealistic fantasy superposing creepy and dark creatures with extravagant and comical characters resulting in disturbing comedy and absurd horror and unsettling wonders. We are talking of the man behind Brazil, The Adventures of Baron Munchaunsen, Time Badits, The Zero Theorem, The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, etc etc... And this movie still bears the mark of his imagination, mind and style, and you can see how he twisted fairytales into a horrifying nightmare. But it is only half of a Gilliam film.

Because the other half was the result of another man imposing with brute power, a lot of anger, and a lot of money, his own ideas upon the piece. Bob Weinstein, yes, of the Weinstein brothers. He was a producer of the movie, and the kind of producer that was going to direct, write and do everything with the movie. Weinstein's idea of the piece was basically what would later be known as "Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters". This movie was that Weinstein wanted "The Brothers Grimm" to be. While Gilliam wanted a movie in line with his "Time Bandits", his "Brazil", his "Fisher King" and... well his Gilliam brand. But Weinstein wanted more action, more battle scenes, only big-name actors, he wanted all the women to be sexy... Heck, Bob Weinstein refused to have Gilliam's choice of Johnny Depp playing William Grimm, because he wasn't "commercial" enough, and when he was replaced by Matt Damon, Gilliam wanted Damon to wear a prosthetic nose so he looked more like the historical Grimm, only for Weinstein to refuse again because it would have ruined his "good looks". Similarly, for the main female role of Angelika Gilliam wanted Samantha Morton, but the Weinstein brothers (yes both of them) refused because she wasn't sexy, and insisted on having a sexy actress - in this case Lena Headey.

This movie was a constant, constant battle, feuds and struggles with no end - and it was so frustating that Terry Gilliam, out of spite and despair at seeing his project ruined, went on to make a separate movie while "The Brothers Grimm" was done (and this movie was the very disturbing and unfamous "Tideland", which is a good reflection of what Gilliam's state of mind was at the time). In the end, in Gilliam's own word, he managed to make a movie that wasn't what the Weinstein brothers wanted, and in such a way it was good... but he also couldn't make the movie he wanted either, and so nobody won here. And you can feel that indeed this movie is tugged between two directions, stuck between two roads, halfway between "Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters" and "The Company of Wolves", a monstrous hybrid between "Snow White and the Huntsman" and "Pan's Labyrinth".

But it still has its own horror, its own charm, you can see the movie that was intended to be made, that was half-made - and it still marked the history of fairytale cinematic adaptatons with some of the creepiest, most nightmarish ideas and imageries that ever were. This movie is probably the most disturbed adaptation of "The Gingerbread Man" you'll have ever seen, and the HORSE! By all gosh, you think Little Red Riding Hood's wolf was bad, WAIT UNTIL YOU SEE THE BIG BAD HORSE! This is a nightmare-fuel movie, people. And I do not sugar-coat this.

Next on our list would be the 2015's "Tale of Tales" movie, an Italian product (with French and British help and participation). This movie is, to my knowledge, the only movie adaptation of Basile's Pentamerone, and since it couldn't possibly cover the hundred and so stories, three were selected and readapted to fit into a greater ensemble: The Enchanted Doe, The Flea, and The Flayed Old Lady.

Together, these three stories were reinterpreted and woven to focus on the Maiden-Mother-Crone archetype (the girl-princess in The Flea, the mother-queen in The Enchanted Doe, the old women of The Flayed Old Lady), and thus explore women's relationships to men in their most negative lights ; but moreso, the movie was designed around the themes of extreme and dangerous desires - the theme of obsession.

This movie is beautifully shot and designed, with incredible sets, excellent practical special effects and gorgeous costumes - but this movie is also very mature, very sad and very dark. One thing that needs to be known is that the original Pentamerone is a comedic work. Its fairytales are all pieces of vulgar humor and extravagant farces, filled with slapstick-gore scenes and lots of sexual jokes. It wasn't the oniric folk-wonder of the Grimms, it wasn't the refined and elegant terror interwoven with modern and delicate miracles of Perrault and d'Aulnoy - these were "laugh-out-loud" and "burst-your-gut" stories of old women pissing and ogres farting loudly and husbands cheating on their wives and bad people scamming idiots before being strongly beaten up...

What this movie did was take back the stories, and remove all the humor and extravagance of it. And as the saying goes, when you remove the laugh track of a sitcom, you get an uncomfortable tragedy. This movie still has the gore, the sex, the crazy or foolish characters, the caricatures and the bizarre... But without the humor and the jokes, it all becomes sadness and horror, it becomes distubring and grotesque. In a way, this movie at the same time works as the antithesis of Basile's original work, and yet as a very faithful adaptation since, while it betrays the original intentions, it brings to light what the stories are fundamentaly made of and the themes it was driven by.

It also helps understanding the aesthetic of the movie to know that one of the main inspirations for this piece were the drawings and paintings of Goya.

And the final piece of this post would be Adam Gidwitz's "A Tale Dark and Grimm".

Now, you might be aware of a certain Netflix animated adaptation that was released not so long ago. Aka this one:

But it will not appear on this list - or rather I will mention it by extension of the original book, which is the one I wanted featured on this list.

Because very simply - the original novel is actually "darker and grimmer" than the series adaptation. Gidwitz's novel and the Netflix series both begin with a a heavy dose of dark humor, creepy slapstick and child-level jokes - but the novel relied on a progression. Tale after tale, with each new chapter in Hansel and Gretel's life, as they grew from children to adulsts, the stories got gloomier and more serious, and the humor became scarse and more cynical. There was really a neat and clear evolution from a "big laughs" goofy-gory show in the first chapters to a teary tragedy/sinister epic in the end. But with the Netflix series? They decided to emphasize the humor and jokes a lot to give the story a truly "cartoony" feeling, and they kept jokes and humor all throughout stories which originally did not have any...

So overall, while everybody called the show "dark", in truth I found it much more light-hearted and kid-friendly than the original novel X) And for this spooky season, I truly advise you go read the ORIGINAL book.

[EDIT: My friend @lapluieellepleut warned me I might have been a bit misleading with this description so I will insist: the original novel is still aimed at kids and pre-teens. Aka... this is a children's novel. This is not an adult read, not even a full teenager one. It is still a simple, sweet, funny story, though with morbid humor and trying to highlight the brutality and darkness of the Brothers Grimm fairytales. But... don't expect a Stephen King novel or a Shakespearian tragedy. Its still a kid tale. If you want something more adult in tone, go look at The Book of Lost Things - "A Tale Dark and Grimm" would be for the age range below The Book of Lost Things.]

If you have read it already, the book had two sequels to form a trilogy. The first one is "In a Glass Grimmly", which is just as good as the original ; and the second sequel (third part of the trilogy) is "The Grimm Conclusion"... Which I did not read. I heard it isn't as good as the others and the quality drops, but I'll give you more info once I actually read it.

Oh, and if you are ever in France or able to read French, do yourself a favor and pick the French edition of this book, aka, this one:

"The terrifying tale and bloody fate of Hansel and Gretel". On top of having perfectly creepy shadow-puppet silhouettes full page illustrations, it also uses a color-code for the text (mixing night-black and blood-red) similar to what for example The Neverending Story used. Truly emphasizes the creepiness and darkness of the novel - while making it even more obvious the humoristic part and more jarring the jokes.

#spooky season fairytales #spooky season #dark fairytales #horror fairytales #fairytale movies #tale of tales #pentamerone #the brothers grimm #terry gilliam #a tale dark and grimm

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lilithfairen · 1 year

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The Two Huntresses, and the Bridge Between Them - A Fairy Tale of Remnant

Credit to citadelofmythoughts for the title and the idea of this. Yes, this was just something where I read a post and was like, "That's a great idea! Someone should write it!" And then I made myself that someone. Meep. Anyway...

Huntsmen and Huntresses have long been fabled protectors of our homes and kingdoms, those who would meet the ferocity and chaos of the Creatures of Grimm with courage and resolve. These two traits are vital for any who hunt these monsters, who stand alongside others who fight this battle with them.

One day, two aspiring young women crossed paths. Their initiation test into one of the Huntsmen Academies required them to embark into a Grimm-inhabited forest to prove their courage and resolve. This meeting destined them as partners, their Huntress team forming a bridge between these once-strangers.

Each had their ghosts from their pasts—one haunted by the choices she'd made following others, the other by the choices made of others she sought to follow. Through the courage and resolve to bare these innermost conflicts to each other, the two Huntresses bridged a closer bond between them.

But tragedy soon followed, when the Huntsman Academy was beseiged by the Creatures of Grimm. Despite their courage and resolve, both were left wounded—and torn away from each other. One left her companions, fearful that the demons that pursued her would hurt those she cared for further. The other succumbed to despair in her loss, both physically and emotionally.

The wayward Huntress feared the past and that which connected to her present. That those whom had once treated her with kindness and compassion would no longer show that same welcome to her. When she found the courage and resolve to face part of her past, she was received warmly, and understood that others she had abandoned would be just as grateful for her return.

The despairing Huntress saw her future seemingly shattered, her heart heavy from a wound that would leave her forever marred. But when she found the courage and resolve to accept her loss and take the first step to renewing her life, she learned to grow stronger from her failings and renewed her desire to fight to protect those she cared for.

Their separate paths took them across Remnant, until fate brought them together once more. Another Huntsman Academy had fallen in the path of vicious Creatures of Grimm, and both bore the courage and resolve to stand between innocent people and those who would be harmed by these monsters. One Huntress fought the Grimm at the Academy, while the other Huntress arrived with reinforcements. These separate bridges brought the two Huntresses together once more.

Their reunion was followed by disconcertment. One of the two Huntresses remained wounded by the other's departure; the other, having been wounded by another before, remained uncertain of how to mend their once-strong bond. Through further perils, the two began to bridge the distance between them, but it was when a vicious and terrible Creature of Grimm—the one that had left such dire scars upon both of the two Huntresses—appeared once more. Though each were terrified of this Creature of Grimm, they found courage and resolve within each other, and together upon this bridge were able to slay the Creature of Grimm once and for all.

The bridges they crossed brought them to a mighty kingdom upon the clouds, a place where the two Huntresses found respite and comfort with each other. But calamity soon came crashing down around them, as the Creatures of Grimm descended upon the kingdom. Though they saw different bridges before them, they found the courage and resolve to set forth on separate paths for the sake of the kingdom's people. Though their scars left them with doubts about how their partners saw their choices, when they reunited once more, any doubt was soon cast away.

For all their efforts, escape was soon the only option left to the two Huntresses. Trapped in a storm of chaos and confusion, the two Huntresses attempted to lead the people of the kingdom across bridges to safety, only for one of them to be struck down while defending another. As her fellow Huntress tumbled into the roiling clouds of the storm, the other cried in despair—but found the courage and resolve to continue fighting. Soon, she too was overwhelmed by the Grimm, and cast down into the storm.

The two Huntresses awakened on unfamiliar ground, lost to themselves and each other. They forged ahead, still shrouded by storm-clouds and doubt, until each came to a rope bridge in the darkness. These rope bridges spanned the distance to a large platform. These bridges were fragile and rickety, with only planks of wood separating them from oblivion below, but each found the courage and resolve to set foot upon their respective bridge.

And as the storm battered them and the bridges, they saw each other.

They saw that each bridge was damaged, missing the planks that would bring them to that safe platform. The two Huntresses looked back, realizing the planks they'd crossed had broken behind them; there was no turning back for them. Each looked to the other, certain that their partner would find the courage and resolve to figure out how to bridge the gap to safety.

When they spoke that certainty to each other, more planks materialized along the bridges between them. The two Huntresses were able to approach closer to that platform. Realizing it was those expressions of appreciation that brought them closer, the two opened up further. They spoke of the courage they saw in each other, the resolve they admired, the small things that made them happy to be Huntresses together.

Each word spoken bridged over the gap further. But one last step remained, and it seemed the farthest of all they'd crossed together. Could they find the courage and resolve to overcome this step?

One of the Huntresses found the courage to hearten the other.

One of the Huntresses found the resolve to speak her heart.

And before they knew it, they were together on that safe platform. The storm around them had cleared, and in that moment, despite the chaos in the world—the constant threat of the Grimm, the struggles they'd overcome alone and together—all there was, was them.

The two Huntresses bridged what little distance remained between them. They embraced in this wondrous calm. And together, they continued on their paths as Huntresses, certain that they would always find the courage and resolve in each other to conquer any Grimm, any doubt, any fear.

For it takes an undeniable and admirable abundance of courage and resolve to put one's life in peril to protect others, to fight against horrific monsters, to face danger for the greater good again and again. But it can take just as much courage and resolve to face one's own problems, to grow from one's mistakes, to overcome one's past. It can take all the courage and resolve one can muster to accept that one is both deserving of and capable of providing a bond more meaningful than many others.

To be loved, and to love.

#rwby fanfiction #i guess it counts~?#rwby #rwby spoilers #rwby v9 spoilers #bumbleby

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★☆ for grimm, plus ▼ for divine :3

ASKING ME ABOUT MY GIRL YOU'RE SO NICE

★ - sad headcanon

/casually rips out Dropout's heart

I headcanon that Grimm and the Radiance grew up together as small children and were extremely close. Like, "finish each other's sentences," kind of close (though him more than her - he's more aware of other people than I imagine that she ever was). I envision dream deities were born there in said dream, based on concepts and thoughts made manifest rather than natural birth - so they don't have parents, they just. Became the embodiment of the things that make them up. But they were children, of a sort - or at least, immature, not fully formed creatures, who learned about the world at one another's sides. Radi as light, and Grimm as the little shadows that light threw.

This has the accidental effect of him having, inadvertently, played a part in the belief she has that she Deserves Whatever She Wants -- because as a small thing, he was dependent on her, and she'd come to be used to that - everything should be dependent on her, She Knows Best. In a lot of ways, after their divergence, she spent her life chasing after what he'd given her when they were small things, that unwavering devotion and loyalty that she herself caused the loss of. It would be accurate to describe her as desperately unable to let go of him in particular.

The moths are kind of a reflection of this, since they too left her - history repeating itself and her Learning Nothing From It.

☆ - happy headcanon

I like that this is sad then happy, like a balm for the injuries.

My favorite theme to play with is duality, and in my head, the gods of Hallownest are not simply the things they are most known for. IE, Radi is 'hope' but we see in the game she's the corruption of it - despair. Grimm, to me, is fear -- but also the courage to overcome that fear.

Toward that end, I like to imagine that while he can feed on people's terror and be sustained, it is their bravery that he is most well fed by - and that's why he likes his summoners to be courageous people (like Ghost, for instance). Makes his rebirths stronger as a result. Well-fed, merry little reaper of kingdoms

[edit] I FORGOT DIVINE

▼ - childhood headcanon

Eee, I envision her past as VERY dark. She's a genuinely magical creature in my mind, able to see and accurately predict the future, and I sort of imagine that she was a social pariah even as a child, and that her family ostracized her. This culminated in her running away from home to escape an arranged marriage in my head - to a very important political figure who wanted to use her gifts to elevate his station. She escaped, and uh ran away to join the circus.

#headcanon ask game #aewrie #does that second answer feed your shipping brain i hope it does #/hands u this on a platter #I FORGOT DIVINE

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razorblade180 · 2 years

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Nine Days of Lancaster

[Day 3: Storm]

The creatures of grimm, terrifying monsters that plagued the world. Day in and day out they brought despair to humanity, with only few people ready to take stand against them. Ruby Rose was one of those people! While others despaired, she held onto hope. So when young woman looked out her window to see furious winds that torn down fences and crackling lightning that brought rattling thunder, all she could of was one thing.

Ruby:Why couldn’t it be a dragon?

Jaune:Please don’t say that.

Ruby:*lays on couch* But we had plans today! If it were a dragon then we can kill it and move on with our lives! No we’re stuck inside.

Jaune:At least we have-

The lights immediately went out. As well as the tv.

Ruby:Power?

Jaune:….

Jaune:I was gonna say “each other”

Ruby:Nice save. Sigh… I hate storms. They’re so…gloomy. At least regular rain is manageable. Problems and storms go hand in hand. *goes to fridge* At least this is still working.

Jaune:I think you’ve been reading too many graphic novels.

Ruby:No such thing.

Jaune:Storms don’t automatically make for a bad time. We can still have our date.

Ruby:What do you have in mind?

Jaune:Hmmmm. Oh! Ruby, go to the bathroom and wait five minutes.

Ruby:That’s…suspicious.

Jaune:Trust me. I’m about to perform an Arc special. Just you wait and see.

Ruby:*smiles* Okay I’m game. Five minutes it is.

She dashed off into to bathroom. Immediately she could here Jaune rushing around. Maybe five minutes wasn’t gonna be enough? He seemed pretty confident though.

Time was up in an instant. Ruby chose to walk out of the bathroom normally to give Jaune time for any finishing touches. To her surprise, it wasn’t needed. Her living room had been transformed into a giant pillow fort made from every pillow around the house and the couch cushions. Their sheets made a tent-like roof that let air flow from the front to the opening in the back where the window was.

Jaune sat inside the creation next to a platter of sandwiches, drinks, and carefully placed red candles. The moment he saw Ruby he pressed play on his scroll to add some music. The look in her eyes told him he had succeeded.

Ruby:So did you have a blueprint for forts or something!? You did this in five minutes!?

Jaune:We made forts at my house all the time when it rained this bad. The roof is the trickiest part. Well, what are you waiting for? Might want to take off your hood though.

Ruby:Good call.

She did just that and entered the cozy structure. Ruby laughed as Jaune poured her what was clearly juice into wine class. They shared a toast and couldn’t help but share a chuckle at themselves.

Jaune:See? Storms aren’t always doom and gloom. Sometimes you just have to change the narrative.

Ruby:Yeah, guess you’re right. To be honest… it’s not like I hate storms or anything like that. It’s just…eh, never mind.

Jaune:What’s up? Bad memories?

Ruby:You could say that. I don’t really remember much about the day dad learned mom was gone, but I remembered there was a really bad storm that night. Now I can’t help but link the two.

Jaune:I’m sorry, I didn’t know that.

Ruby:Don’t be. Like I said, I barely remember. I could be wrong for all I know. Besides, now you’ve given me a good moment that I won’t forget. Thank you for all the memories . I’m grateful. *smiles*

Jaune:You sure?

Ruby playfully rolled her eyes. He was such a worry wart at times, but she’d be lying if she didn’t think that was one of the sweetest things about him. Ruby leaned forward and kissed Jaune gently. It wasn’t long before he kissed her back just as lovingly. Ruby slowly leaned back and ran a finger over her tingling lips.

Ruby:Yeah, I’m pretty sure.

Jaune:*smiles* Anything for love.

Ruby:So corny.

Jaune:Better believe it. I made a pillow fort.

Ruby:Haha! Point taken. *kisses cheek*

#rwby #ruby rose #jaune arc #rwby lancaster #9daysoflan22

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laurieelaurel · 2 years

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I’ve been thinking about this ever since I wrote this post where i kinda touched on it and I feel the need to write it down somewhere as a giant blurb. It;s more of a ramble than anything and idk why it got so long??? but i need to get this out so if anyone is out there to hear me ouT

Asmo’s a pretty popular guy, and it’s not too hard to imagine why. Being such a beautiful creature, there isn’t a shortage of demons who willingly throw themselves at him on a day to day basis. In his mind there isn’t a single demon out there he couldn’t charm. He’s almost always surrounded by a company of demons who pretty much worship him. Whether it’s status, looks, grimm or a good time, he’d most definitely provide and they’d fight tooth and nail to be the subject of his attention.

So my hc is that he enjoys choosing from one of many willing admirers to be his lover for a while. He’s unabashedly a flirt, known to be a playboy, yet so many go into it thinking they can ‘fix him’. Now that’s no good you see, since his beauty is such a gift to the world that it would be a waste to be restricted to showing it to only one person - but he’s not stopping them from believing that. So he spoils them rotten with his attention and touch, until they’re practically drunk on his praises. For a while everything seems perfect, Asmo makes them feel like a star seated right by his side at only the most luxurious of restaurants, letting them have their pick of whatever pretty clothes they wanted and giving them nothing short of the best nights they could imagine in bed. They feel like they’ve won him over – until he promptly ignores them the next week as he chooses his next beloved.

They’re left confused and empty cuz what were they to do when Asmo, who had given them everything, who was their everything, discarded them? Would they realise they couldn’t satisfy him and fall into despair? Would they try desperately to win back his favour at his next party? Take out their jealousy on the new shiny plaything that took their place on his lap? Oooh it was so exciting! Maybe if they begged oh so cutely he’d consider taking them out on another date… A couple of his brothers had voiced their disapproval with the perverse sense of entertainment he got out of it all but who were they to judge what he did for fun? They all approached him for his looks anyways, so why should he be responsible for anything deeper than what he was so generously giving them already?

Now imagine how he’d see MC during the exchange program. They’re only another source of entertainment for him, and what better fun is there than bewitching humans? It’s a bit disappointing to see his usual charms not having any effect but hey, there’s more fun to be had in the chase! He takes his time getting to befriend you, learning all your likes and dislikes, getting into trouble with you… until maybe it’s not just about trying to charm you. You’ve developed a real bond with him and all his brothers, even patched things up with Belphie and the attic situation and Maybe, just maybe, he was genuinely starting to like you.

He’d feel a pang of guilt whenever you gave him a sincere smile, expressing your genuine interest in his stories, practically melting with every compliment he gave you… but he just couldn’t help himself, he wanted to see what you would do when he stopped one day. Would you cling to him as desperately as he imagined, embarrassed gaze not meeting his own as you stutter out a proposal for a date? Or have your heart broken? …Surely his fun had to stop when it had the potential to hurt someone he had such love for. But he didn’t stop, and the sinking feeling he felt in his heart was forgotten as it was replaced instead with the growing anticipation of the outcome.

Asmo’s been ignoring you for a couple days now, and he hasn’t had the confrontation he’s been seeking with you yet. He’s convinced himself that now you were holed up in your room, confused about what you’d done wrong, and he’d lose the friendship he built up with you over this all. So he decided to make amends and apologise about everything.

Imagine his surprise when he sees you out in the hall later that day, laughing as you share a video with Levi. You’re completely fine and happy, clearly not nearly as affected by his schtick as he was expecting you to be and when your eyes dart over to glance over at him, they choose to ignore him in return. He’s dumbfounded. Truly, this has to be the first time anyone’s blown him off. But he deserved it didn’t he? If he was going to treat this like a joke then so were you. With a dry chuckle Asmo realises for the first time that he’s got something he can’t risk losing to his short sighted ‘entertainment’. He was going to live to regret it if he didn’t make it up to you.

If you’d be so gracious as to accept his apology, he’d have to kick his charm into high gear to make up for lost time. Lets see his brothers compare to the avatar of lust’s advances when he’s serious.

#obey me swd #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus #obey me x reader #AAAAAA #im losing my mind I #asmo brainrot

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The Two Best Fanfics I’ve Ever Read

I’m bored and today is my birthday, so I figured I should post a lot so I get a lot of the seratonin that comes from messages from Tumblr. Anyways, if some of you guys are bored and want to read something, here’s the two best things I’ve ever read… neither of which are on any of my main fandoms (unless you count Pokemon, but I’m not THAT into it…):

Blackened Skies - A Danganronpa Fic by MrCynical and CSpratt (AO3)

Blackened Skies takes place after the events of the three main games, and sees all 16 of the series Blackened (give or take a few characters who aren’t technically Blackened but might as well be) mysteriously brought back to life on a gigantic cruise ship called the Despair of the Seas.

A ship that belongs to none other than their former captor, Monokuma. Naturally, what follows is a Killing Game: a Killing Game more heated and intense that the first three combined, with the line between friend and foe blurring more and more each day as new bonds are formed, old ones are tested, and secrets- wether ones hidden by the students or taken by Monokuma- are unveiled.

As tensions continue to mount and bodies begin to pile, our protagonist- who I won’t name for the sake of spoilers for Chapter 1 of V3- must find a way to reestablish harmony among their classmates, and escape the ship or die trying… for a second time.

This fic is… awesome. I mean, it feels so accurate that it’s basically just a fourth game. A fourth game that treats even the most hated Blackened as people and not just running gags, shines a spotlight on underdeveloped and unexplored characters, and overall actually might even be BETTER than its source material.

Naturally, it contains major spoilers for all three of the games- and the anime, too- and it gets knee-deep in spoiler territory QUICKLY, but it is worth it. It is so worth it. I can’t imagine how much of a ride this fic must be without the context of the three games, but it’d still be really good.

Boldores and Boomsticks - A Pokemon x RWBY Crossover AU by DarwinCandidate (Spacebattles)

Boldores and Boomsticks sees the ragtag team of Huntresses we’ve come to know and love, Team RWBY, and throws them into an another world: this one overrun by not Grimm, but equally strange creatures that are just as widespread and perhaps even more powerful, yet far more benevolent. Creatures called Pokemon.

However, the Grimm threat is still an issue to worry about in this world. They weren’t the only things to come through those portals, after all. Along with their new, powerful little animal buddies, they’ll have to face enemies new and old to protect their new friends on the other side, and find a way back home.

This one is just as cool as Blackened Skies. I actually didn’t know anything about RWBY before reading this, but from what I’ve seen since, it is VERY in-character, especially with the tone and humour (Tracey’s depiction of Gary’s crash and burn, for example, will never fail to make me smile.)

This little guy has inspired a whole bunch of hypothetical Pokemon Isekai AUs from me, one of which I actually kinda like but at the same time I’m like light years away from being able to write it because I’ll need to wait until the series is finished which could take like a year for all I know and also it’s a really small channel so I need to ask permission oh wait shit I’m rambling again forget I said that

ANYWAYS, go read it! It’s funny and weird and cool and Pokemon crossovers are so awesome and I’d love to read more of them!

#writing #ao3 #fanfiction #danganronpa #trigger happy havoc #goodbye despair #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa v3 #killing harmony #blackened skies #rwby #pokemon #pokemon crossover #boldores and boomsticks

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(Mino-anon)

[Sorry, interviews and bullshit left me drained, but I'm back!]

The beast hummed from deep within its chest, a rumble of sound that could equaly be worry (it wasn't) and sadistic arousal. Her whimpering and crying fed beast so deliciously that it couldn't help but let the sound rumble. He could feel the child near and was already anticipating putting another in its place~

As the child began to be birthed, the Grimm put a strong, rough hand over his toy's belly to slowly and gently push down on it. A bit of pressure would sure help now, wouldn't it? At least it would speed this up it was certain.

The sounds, the whimpers, the tears, it was all too arousing for the creature, and so it begins to roll its hips and thrust in between her asscheeks, hoping the friction would help. Hotdogging her seemed good enough for now~

The pain felt never ending as Cinder tried desperately to get the child out of her. It was lodged halfway in her tunnel at this point. Stretching to a point she thought she was going to break. Cinder cried, she couldn’t believe her life had fallen so low. She was on top of the world one minute and the next to was miserably lost in a maze, giving birth to a beast’s large child.

As she was bearing down again, one of the beast’s hands started to push down on her stomach, making her cry out louder, “N-no! D-don’t push! A-agh!” The pushing of his hand sped things along. The child shot further down. It felt like something hard and sharp was scraping her walls. Horn? Oh fuck, don’t tell her the child already had horns! Her entrance was bulging outward from the weight of the head that was just behind it.

It seemed like the beast could feel when a contraction was happening. He felt her stomach tighten and as she started to push, he pushed down on her stomach, making her cry in pain. The child serged forward. Her slit now spreading more and more open around the head. It burned so unbelievably bad. She just wanted it out! But the next two pushes, the head barely went anywhere. The child’s horns were hooked inside her. Cinder had no choice but to reach under herself, and use her own fingers to stretch herself. It was hard doing it around her stomach. Her fingers brushed the top of the child’s furry head. The next push she spread the lips of her slit wider. She cried out as one horn scraped then popped out of her. A bit of blood leaked from her as a result but she thankfully didn’t rip. The process was repeated for the second horn. Another cry as it scraped her and popped free. A little more blood leaked out of her.

Cinder got to relax for a small moment. Her hard pushes had caused her bloated breasts to leak out milk that rolled down her body. Because she had no access to pumps, she had no ability to relieve herself of the built up milk inside her. Leaving her chest sore. At least now she would have a child to nurse and get some of the milk out of her.

Her break was soon over as a sharp contraction hit her. As she pushed, the beasts pressed down on her stomach. Her slit bulged more and more until the large head burst from her insides. Making Cinder suck in a breath of relief. All that was left was the shoulders and body. The child’s head dangled between her legs. There was nothing human about it. It looked exactly like it’s father. A monster just like him. While the head was dangling from her, the beast behind her started to grind his massive cock between the cheeks of her ass. Making her whimper. The fear rolled through her that he was going to get her pregnant the moment the child was completely out of her. He didn’t plan on letting her rest at all. It made her heart sink in despair.

#the fallen cinder #dont worry about it!#no rush!#i hope you get the job friendo!

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google-searchhistory-official · 8 months

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His body when destroyed fades into nothing. It slips between all that there is and reforms in the void. His blood seeps in and out of the universe at such a rate he exists in both everything and nothing.

He dies as he lives, and lives as he dies. That is why he is a god. The very nothing from which everything comes yields to his command.

That is why he thinks he isn't a god. He commands nothing and is only aware of his presence in reality.

That is why he's a monster. His base instinct and need for survival command the void to give him life in death when he is a ghost outside it.

He is omnipotent but he is only as strong as the creature he's convinced himself of being.

He is Pepsi Caleb Grimm. The human who fell so far from grace he became an immortal monster bound for eternal torture.

He is Pepsi Caleb Grimm. Voidborn and father not only to his robots, but the whole of starborn souls that wanted another chance of life and were granted it by his unknowing command of the void.

He is Pepsi Caleb Grimm. The God Monster of Nothing. Should he learn to be present in the void, he will force it to blink first, for better or for worse.

Pepsi Caleb Grimm. The paradox of existence. Fully human, fully monstrous, fully divine, and anything but.

Lacking a soul but having one spread far across the multiverse within the void and outside in his three robots and his own body.

He is lost only through his own confusion of his existence. Yet all his primal emotions and refusal to fall into despair have kept him forever a companion of hope.

He is the worst because he refuses knowledge that reveals his true nature. Because he refuses to be human. Because he is devoted to remaining a monster for how familiar the pain is to him. Because he refuses to seek help, and will make excuses to avoid it.

He is a father, but ignores this role to the hatred of Phoenix. He is curious, but left the search for knowledge as a burden to Bee. He has long since abandoned logic, leaving it as anxiety for his first robot, Caleb. All three of whom share with him a portion of his original soul. And because he used to fear himself, none of them have proper free will.

He is a brother, but has become indifferent to his sister. He only sees her as a saving grace for teaching him to push through and even enjoy pain. Beyond that he considers her a sad creature bound to magic despite her control of it. He lets her throw her tantrums on him out of pity.

He is the monster that has lived an incomprehensible amount of time willingly dying to suffocation and floating lazily through universe after universe.

He is the poor creature that started to follow the call of his instinct, despite his unwillingness to face change.

He is Pepsi Caleb Grimm, just a monster blindly following an invisible and unknown calling of his baser instincts. Only cordial and kind out of his weak yet ever persistent human nature.

#pepsi.

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onewomancitadel · 1 year

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It's really funny how Salem is metaphorically fear and despair personified but she's a woman. The Grimm are metaphorically fear and despair personified but they're creatures. Cinder is metaphorically the necessity of destruction that gives way for new life personified but she's also a woman who was a hurt little girl. Fundamentally they're living beings in some way.

That interaction between what they are vs. what they represent vs. what their story developments look like is my favourite stuff possibly ever, because you can't kill fear and you can't have life without death, joy without sorrow... so how do you integrate them? How do you free them from their symbolic responsibilities? How do you make Salem, Salem again? How do you make Cinder, Cinder again, if she too deserves rebirth?

#reverse ozlem #cindemption

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compiledrammings · 2 years

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If I relay had to find a commonality to all of my PCs, all of my Protagonists, it would be all-consuming love.

Ramsey, the cartographer. Signed up with the Grimm Moon, found a family he deeply, deeply cared for. Found responsibility that he grew to hate, found obligation he grew to resent, but always, /always/ cared for his family above all else, both living and chosen. He was consumed by how much he cared, because it weighed on him like a stone, sinking him to the bottom of despair.

Fitting, only Death would end his love. At the time it was the perfect rest, but I like to think he grows to resent that, too.

Arin is a little like that. She loved people. About goodness, about ending suffering. The thing about that is, that you open yourself up with that kind of vulnerability. The soup kitchens and adoption homes and hospitals see more horror and tragedy than the biggest library, and god. God. She is so young. Arin Hearthwarm bleeds her whole heart out for the world and is so consumed by the grime and dirt and terror the world returns that she rarely, if ever gets to see the good that's underneath, and it eats her alive. She loves another, as well, and that love feels like cheating, it feels cheap and too easy to have found someone that brings her the same joy that kindness does and she feels it's a weakness and distraction because she's not a healer, she's not a protector, she's not even a /proactive/ weaver of fate. All she feels like she can do is react, react, react over and over and it eats her alive because she doesn't know that's all everyone else can do, good or bad.

And Brightest. My purest expression of love. The Paladin who loved her city, loved her partners, loved her God so much and with her whole heart that she was a pacifist and paragon in a literal city of sin. She loved her city so much that she became a soldier, one of the most consuming acts there is, to save it. And instead of release, and death, her service was consumed and changed into an exile. And there, even in the Hells, she still found what some people back home would never find... Two people who she cared as deeply for as she did her home and God. And they were consumed by the same city of sin she found herself in, eating out both sides of her heart. But she still pushed forward. Impossibly, she even let her most basic love; her love for her God be consumed. By losing any branding and aliegence to her knight order, never again would she be allowed to join in with others in praise, and she gave this up for merely the hope, the promise, that she could regain the few things she truly loved.

I think the only thing now that could be taken from her is her Oath of Redemption, and the demons pouring into the world are taking even that, forever her to accept that there are creatures for whom redemption isn't a possibility.

Even my villians have them, the Sea Witch went insane from her love for her people, creating simulacra of herself just to have her own around her again, and was willing to risk complete oblivion with forces she knew she didn't understand fully just to free them.

Like moths to flame, I maintain love is the greatest and most powerful way to damn a character.

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