#Me Grimmis

[grimmsghost]

What happened was not your fault. But what you did to try and fix it is everything.

I love you...Mom

[missusruin]

grimmi

[dipperscavern]

about to go to bed, but this post got me thinking… cregan x reader w strange interests.,… walk with me here

people have always been a bit… unaccepting, when it comes to you and the things you like. they’ll enjoy your personality well enough, laugh with you at feasts, treat you courteously at gatherings, but decide they don’t enjoy your company the moment you show a different part of yourself.

one that takes a special interest in poisonous plants, knows how to prepare a body after death, collects bones and feathers, charts astrology… and your pets are usually quite successful in labeling you as completely mad.

you understand to some extent. different is strange, and people reject the things they don’t understand. such is the games of highborns (a rather cruel dance, really.) but you found you couldn’t find it within yourself to try and change. after all, comparison is the thief of joy, as your beloved old maester would say.

you were alright with solidarity, if being alone meant being yourself — but the old gods have always been said to have a sense of humor.

it seems cregan stark is not so off put by such oddities. quite the opposite, in fact.

your pet spider doesn’t repulse him, like it does the others. while he would’ve been most content to allow you the sole responsibility of spider-handling, it didn’t take much convincing on your part. only a simple statement of reassurance, a small smile, a warmth of your cheeks at his interest, and cregan finds himself sat on the bed as you retrieve your eight-legged friend.

whatever doubts he harbors instantly vanish as you sit across from him, un-cupping your hands to reveal a much bigger spider than he previously thought. tarantula, he’s heard the maesters say (with horror.)

while one holds the maesters’ worst nightmare, your other hand reaches for his. he takes note of your warmth, the softness of your hands in comparison to his own. people usually don’t touch him without permission, and, perhaps strangely, he wishes you to never hesitate when doing so.

he uncurls his palm for you, and before you transfer the creature, you softly ask for him to “please don’t scare him.” — and cregan’s heart skips a beat, because he knows at that very moment, he would heed your every request. anything you ask of him, it is yours.

perhaps this revelation would produce a greater affect on lord stark if he wasn’t so encapsulated with staying still while your creature begins to crawl from your palm to his own.

its great work to not tense himself or pull away when it happens, but you watch him so intensely, waiting to pull your creature to safety at any indicator. so he stills. you ground him, even if unaware.

once your creature is fully in his palm, it seems comfortable. sitting itself, abdomen flush to cregan’s palm to encompass the warmth he offers. you sit like that in silence for a moment, cregan observing it’s markings, and you waiting for the warden of the north’s assessment of you and your creature.

after some time, cregan speaks, tone different from the usual one of lord stark.

“Does he have a name?”

you can’t help but smile at his words, and he can’t help the way your expression makes one of his own tug at his lips. “Bones.”

“Bones?” he repeats, face relaxing in his surprise. his words don’t contain any malice, only a question in its tone.

you nod tentatively, as if awaiting judgement. “When found in the kitchens, a cook tried killing him with a chicken bone.”

his gaze momentarily flickers to the spider as he nods his head, a sort of understanding passing between the wolf and the arachnid. something else is there, too. a fondness for you unfurling in his chest — how you can find beauty in such things; things deemed unwanted by most people.

cregan’s gaze finds you again, and you look at the spider in his hands with such reverence it makes his lips part in silent adoration.

you’ve captured him, he thinks. he’s damned.

[solarlanz]

i put solidarian in total drama as i feed into both SpIns and make myself go crazy

im so normal and can be trusted with aleheather

[hunrising]

how is he everywhere pls chill

[silveredsound]

nicholasgrimshaw . Feeling like a tortured poet today 🙇🏻‍♂️😆

[chussyracing]

thank you @presdestigatto for tagging me 😚

tagging @balaclavacharles @never-looked-so-good @ferrariprince16 @dobbiamo-capire @charlescherie @caffeinatedlovergirl @debushit and anyone who would like to do this - you are legally obliged to say i was the one to force you to do it

[pumpkin-patch-cat]

So Jonah Scott is voicing Grim for the English dub of A Date With Death. It's no doubt he's gonna knock it out of the park! I pictured Grim with a British accent for whatever reason, though?? Either way, this works. *nod nod*

[pigdemonart]

Cause of your art, I have accepted the Elite 4 polycule into my headcanon stuff lol. Which makes it even funnier cause I also headcanon Piers and Marnie to be Grimsley's nephew and niece... so they get two aunts and an extra uncle from Grimsley's partners lol.

i wanna draw for this one day, but i also HC piers and marnie as being Grismley's little weirdo punk relatives. Grims has very good "uncle that has been arrested" energy about him. Even better if he's on thin ice with Piers and Marnie's parents.

[hellacioushag]

so chappell is literally assaulted and her family is doxxed and yet people still think her establishing boundaries with 'fans' is ungrateful behavior? i need y'all to be so fucking serious right now.

[chuunibyou-showdown]

CHUUNIBYOU SHOWDOWN: (NOT SO) SECRET FINAL BATTLE

[night-running-echo]

Waited for the Date with death to launch, played it for hours and then you know, decided to hop on Tumblr to check if someone is obsessing over him as much as I do... And well, Tumblr never disappoints, thank you for being feral over blushy, stupid, dorky Reaper, he's just a bby gosh-

I love this hellsite so fucking much, don't ever stop. And please support the creators, they're just wow, incredibly amazing<3 thank you for fulfilling the dream of bullying a cute not so human, adorable, man.

[mrfelixfischoeder]

#16 for boblin ミ☆

OR

#11 for gretchen/jimmy lmfaooo

oh my god yes yes YESSS

11- Write about your ship waking up together. 

She has an awful headache. It suddenly turns into a stomach ache when she turns onto her side and sees fucking – Jimmy Pesto lying next to her. Oh my God why is he in her bed? Wait a minute, the walls are a pukey yellow. The bed sheets feel like they came from the discount pile from It’s A Linen Thing. God she loves that store-

“You gonna stare at me all morning, huh?”

He gets the witty first line because she’s daydreaming about his bedsheets. Gretchen stares at him, and he’s on his side, head on his hand. Until they make eye contact, and that’s when they know it’s real: it’s not a dream, it’s a terrible, terrible (fun) mistake from three too many tequila shots. But she’s not a mouse. She’s the cat, and Gretchen puts on her smoulder, leaning forward.

“I was wondering when you’d wake up, pretty boy.”

Pretty Boy? Why does that make him feel some kinda way? Jimmy leans back a little, laughing, trying not to feel the heat on his cheeks. He must still be a little tipsy, maybe. To avoid that feeling again, he stares at the ceiling instead. But his hands are clenched over his chest, and Gretchen can feel how tense he is against her body. He’s not moving away from her, and he doesn’t know why (he knows exactly why; ‘cause five rounds ain’t enough for her, as she told him last night, and he really really wanted to give her what she wanted. And now that he’s awake, he surely could. Maybe. Real quick before the restaurant needs to open).

“Do you have smokes? I suddenly feel like I should smoke.” She breaks his train of thought, and Jimmy grumbles. He’s got cigars, but he’s not quite ready to sacrifice them to Gretchen. But he also doesn’t want to disappoint her, and he hasn’t caught on that it was kind of a joke.

“No but I uh, could go and get you some-”

“Mmm no. If I’m left alone in a weird place for too long, I steal stuff.” Gretchen doesn’t know why she offered that piece of information. Was she warning him? Why bother at all? Not like she will ever come back, right? This place will be weird to her forever. Not that she���ll think about it a lot – often – at all. She promises herself.

They lay there. She watches him with a cat like smirk, and he stares at the ceiling. Jimmy finally sits up and checks his phone, muttering about the restaurant, but doesn’t seem to make a move to do anything about it. Finally, Gretchen sits up; the silence and lack of worship is driving her nuts.

“I’m gonna head.”

“Oh?” Jimmy looks over his shoulder, clearing his throat when he sees she’s definitely naked. As if her thigh and foot rubbing up all along his own leg wasn’t enough of a hint to it. “So soon? Uh,”

“You gonna make me breakfast like some kinda schmuck?” Gretchen cackles at the thought of his fumbling rebuttal, standing up and stretching. Jimmy stares at her back, eyes flicking to her backside before looking at the PG area again. He was all about her body last night (AND her butt) but now that he was a bit more sober, his confidence is gone. There’s a naked lady in his room and he’s clammed up.

“Well, you know,” he shrugs, making wild hand gestures to distract from his words. She doesn’t let him see her expression when she realises he was thinking about making breakfast, “I dunno, I got some eggs…”

“You got some eggs?” Gretchen wants him to try harder, and she looks over at him as she makes her way to his en suite like it’s second nature, stopping at the door. She watches him, and he is actively avoiding it. She likes the chase. “How romantic. Make me an omelette.”

“Huh?” finally he breaks, and looks over at her. Gretchen smirks, shaking her hair out and fluffing it out over her shoulders. Something about it makes his heart beat faster.

“But make it choppy - you know how to cook right?” Gretchen points at him, “Gimme some mushrooms and bacon! And if you got spinach, all the more.”

“Yeah, I cook!” Jimmy defends himself blandly as she disappears into the bathroom. He grumbles. He only owns spinach cause it's good for the kids - he hates it. Guess he could just put it in her omelette, but he never finishes an omelette to himself - and the pan'll stink of spinach anyway, oh god the thought alone is making him feel queasy. She doesn't need spinach. She doesn't even need to know he's got spinach. What is she, queen of his apartment? He can do as he pleases.

Half an hour or so later, in the kitchen of his apartment, the coffee smells good and the omelettes smell better. Anyone passing by might have been able to hear a sarcastic, but somehow still meaningful cheer out of the open window;

“Oh yum, the spinach is cooked perfectly. Guess you do know how to cook, pretty boy.”

[heystephen]

am I the only person disappointed that taylor hasn’t said anything about all of the anti trans rhetoric happening right now especially in the lower US states where she had been touring?

so i have ruminated on this ask for about a day and a half debating if i even want to touch it because it’s so.. like the topic of taylor and activism is just so difficult to address in this fandom.

we live in a time right now where the people backing that rhetoric are angry extremists, ones who are often armed because we live in america and hateful unstable people need access to firearms i guess. for taylor to get their attention right now would be genuinely dangerous considering she’s on a tour. it would be like placing a huge target on her fans and on the employees of her tour and the stadiums they visit, not just herself. like, “here’s where my fans who support me will be at this set time and date!”, and that’s all it would take for one of those extremists to show up and do god knows what, because these are honestly violent and evil people. even if we veer off from the dangerous extremists, i don’t think she wants to give protesters a reason to show up and harass her fans with anti-trans or anti-lgbtq+ in general bullshit while they wait to get into the venue.

she recently cast a trans man as the love interest in one of her music videos, and she does perform YNTCD at every show which is supportive in its own cheesy little way. her support is still there in the best way i think she can provide right now while keeping everyone safe tbh.

[lordgrimwing]

Thank you for coming to Silly Fics with Grimmy; that time when Grimmy comes out and writes some silly fics.