well hello there! @jellie-tamer - Tumblr Blog

Hello!

This is @peridot-the-kitten 's GoodTimesWithScar rp/ask blog!

I also have an LDShadowLady blog @critter-cove, a BadTimesWithScar rp blog @quiet-filming, and a Cubfan135 rp blog @vexing-mask

I will be operating this under the assumption that c!scar is also disabled and uses a wheelchair, like cc!scar, and will be rping as such.

So yeah :D

Tag system below the cut

#rpverse #pretending to be you [ooc]

I'm pretty sure we're taught early on that biting is wrong bud..

I think we had vastly different upbringings.

#super fast build mode [asks]#[vampire au]

*squints at you* I asked if you wanted some extra garlicky garlic bread

(⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)⁠・⁠・⁠・ I don't take food from strangers

#super fast build mode [asks]#[vampire au]

ask-the-grian

There's something behind Grian. Not something he would see or hear, but something he could instinctively feel. He is being watched. He is being hunted - @jellie-tamer

Grian felt a prickle in the back of his neck as he walked with full arms towards his Subaru. The car was red with a small dent in the hood from a golfball sized piece of hail that fell onto it around 7 years ago. His least favorite weather became hail that day, which he often told as part of his beginning of the year powerpoint to introduce himself to his students.

He put the stack of Stem labs he had to grade on the roof of the car then frustratedly fumbled in his brown leather messenger bag for his keys which seemed to be, to his dreadful, luck at the bottom of the bag.

jellie-tamer

Scar was focused, a kind of focused he only got when hungry. They certainly weren't starving, cub would always make sure of that, but he was still hungry and here was someone just unfocused enough to be a target. The smell was tantalizing, even with it still just though skin.

Their nearly transparent skin was pulled back into a gross snarling facsimile of a smile as he silently lunged at Grian from the wall they had been clinging to before.

ask-the-grian

The contents of Grian's bag scattered as they (and him) hit the ground pens rolling. The only choice here was fight. His limbs flailed as he squirmed and fought back before biting down hard on whatever was attacking him.

If only he had learned the 'never walk alone at night' rule from all those silly films he watched with his little brother when they were younger.

jellie-tamer

His skin gained more and more of a healthy, human appearance as he drank from Grian's neck. Scar did not flinch at being bit himself, too caught up in his meal to even notice it.

Once his face had taken on a nearly completly human appearance again, he became very aware of the bite.

"Oh, shit!" They hissed as he shoved hard away from Grian.

#[vampire au]#I will show you the world [ask-the-grian]

I just asked if you wanted garlic bread, why would you bring up the fact that not all vampires are allergic to garlic 🤨

Oh no reason at all! What were we talking about again?

#super fast build mode [asks]#[vampire au]

*holds a tray of garlic bread up to his face* excuse me sir would you care for some delicious garlic bread? I made sure to load this batch up with extra extra garlic :D

You know not all vampires are allergic to garlic right? It's just more common! Not that I'm a vampire or anything of course haha

#super fast build mode [asks]#[vampire au]

ask-the-grian

There's something behind Grian. Not something he would see or hear, but something he could instinctively feel. He is being watched. He is being hunted - @jellie-tamer

Grian felt a prickle in the back of his neck as he walked with full arms towards his Subaru. The car was red with a small dent in the hood from a golfball sized piece of hail that fell onto it around 7 years ago. His least favorite weather became hail that day, which he often told as part of his beginning of the year powerpoint to introduce himself to his students.

He put the stack of Stem labs he had to grade on the roof of the car then frustratedly fumbled in his brown leather messenger bag for his keys which seemed to be, to his dreadful, luck at the bottom of the bag.

jellie-tamer

Scar was focused, a kind of focused he only got when hungry. They certainly weren't starving, cub would always make sure of that, but he was still hungry and here was someone just unfocused enough to be a target. The smell was tantalizing, even with it still just though skin.

Their nearly transparent skin was pulled back into a gross snarling facsimile of a smile as he silently lunged at Grian from the wall they had been clinging to before.

#[vampire au]#I will show you the world [ask-the-grian]

... I see someone

#[vampire au]#well hello there my fellow miners and crafters [talk]

*a car somehow drives by and splashes scar with a puddle that was not there before*

Huwuhphuthuh

EUGH, GROSS ugh and when I'm this already too.

Hmm.

#super fast build mode [asks]#[vampire au]

Of course another shipment is late. Because why wouldn't it be.

#[vampire au]#well hello there my fellow miners and crafters [talk]

*bird poop then falls on your shoulder*

EUGH Aw man now I have to go wash my jacket :(