#scarh

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WAIT QUACKITY.. LIKES TALLULAH???

[hellhoundlair]

that scene during the moc arc where sam gets a phone call from cas while he and dean are having a very stilted conversation and when sam goes to laugh it off and ignore the call dean looks him in the eye and tells him to answer it. thats the scariest fucking scene in all of supernatural.

[starburns]

I think I can stop being online once I can be okay being alone I come here to stop the thoughts stop the sleepy stop the stressed and sometimes it's nkt that big of a deal and soemtimes it gets bad and I think if I just can be a little more at peace I can stop unlocking my phone ever single minute

[15000bugs]

love this song bc you can hear how australian (?) they are

[water-mellie-seeds]

Canot hold a conversation. Tosick

[bettertwin1]

Oh. Um. Yes, I can tell them for you. 👁️

YAAAYAYYYY THANK YOU DOOM!!! Cna you tell your son shadow i think hes aweosme! And you are nicer than the video gamemade you out to be! I mean i never played the game cause dad said it was too violin whatevwr that means but i watchedba gameplah on youtube and you were scarh but super cool do you have more forms! Can i see the big form!

[orangegloom]

every time i try to download sims 4 piracy its so scarh amd jard

[lena-kelley-oiar]

omg ur like a puppy :0 cute

Uhhhuuhhh...ouppyy....yes Yes I think I can se3 thar I like dogs...verh obdeiant...trained. I'd like to be a good dog one that takws orders obeys its masters...soemtienw If eel more like one of thsoe absued shelter dogs that bties when you try to pet ir...not my fqult, everythungs so scarh and im so used to being hit evry hand looks threateningn...don't want to eb hit ahain so I obey don't want to give them a rwosn to punsih me agqin

[goddesstrolls]

arjenn, when you look in a mirror do you like what you see?

>> You can guess this is supposed to be a sort of 'what do you see in yourself' type question.

"I see a rheminderh of my past, and a rheminderh of what I've achieved."

"Perhhaps somenight the forhmerh can finally be burhied and I won't rhegrhet this scarh so much."

>> You touch at the burn scar under your eye.

[ilovebuckers5]

IM GENUINELY PEEING THIS IS SO FUCKING SCARH

[nomaishuttle]

omg earlier i didnt tell you guys it was SO funny me and daj were showing eachother our music which already scarh 4 me due to my whole situation but she has good taste so we were like yaya and we just put our playlists on shuffle and took turns playing songs . she does hers its a good song ok slayy my turn. press next song. I wanna fuck you in the bathroom . I wanna fuck you on the roof of your car IM IN SHOCK I FORGET HOW TO PAUSE DAJ IS SCREAMING THE MUSIC IS QUITE LITERALLY BLASTING AND WERE JUDT SITTING IN THE LITTLE EMPLOYEE OUTSIDE AREA . BATHROOM BITCH FULL BLAST. MOST EMBARASSING THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME

[tranznoblade]

Beware the final girl to slasher villian pipeline. It's real, it's scarh, it happened to William Wisp.

[ittybittystarryshow]

mofnnin got rrlealh scarh n lojd an# im not sjdre what =o do.

idk ic if stoppeed yet n rellay sorry for the mistkaneks in words canr really thpe well irs scary

[midoribai]

Ocan isnt scarh

speak for urself

[bluebirbalt]

Febuwhump day 3-Bite down on this

Fandom-hermitcraft/life series

Grian got shot with an arrow. Oops. At least scar can help patch him up.

Cw:Blood, injury, medical inaccuracies

If you would like to read on ao3

Grian runs through the dense underbrush, trying not to trip on any roots or rocks, panting heavily from the running as he hears an arrow whisk by his ear. His red cloak billows behind as he runs, the cloak keeping his wings hidden from sight. He hears another arrow coming from behind him, slightly dodging it as another one comes soon after. He didn’t hear the sound of the arrow by his ear, as instead he felt something digging into his arm, as sharp pain blossoms through it. He cursed under his breath, turning a different direction. I need to get to Scarhe thinks as he changes his path, his arm throbbing from pain, as he glances down on it, seeing the arrow still sticking out of his arm, blood trickling down from it. Nausea floods from him, quickly turning his gaze away from his arm. At least I lost them. He thinks as he at last comes into sight of Scar’s small cabin. The cabin itself was very well built, covered in plants that bring life to the small house. He barges through the door, using his uninjured arm to quickly open the door. He silently thanked scar for always keeping his dirt unlocked and having no care for his own personal safety.

“Scar?” Grian calls out, as he glances around the cabin for the man, his arm still singing in pain.

“Well hello there Grian!” Scar calls out, coming in from the kitchen.

“I need your help.” Grian said seriously, gesturing to his arm.

“What happened?” Scar asked, his voice laced with worry, taking a quick glance at Grian’s arm, before moving around looking for medical supplies. “Go sit down the couch.”

“Nothing that concerns you.” Grian spoke, his voice bitter and cold. He winced as he sat down on the couch, his arm jostled slightly by the movement.

Scar sighed softly, still searching for medical supplies. “You realize you can tell me anything, right Grian?” He asked, his voice soft.

“I know. I just don’t want to worry you.” He tried to curl up into a ball, moving his legs close to his chest and tried to wrap his arms around his legs, before remembering that he had an arrow sticking out of his arm and that it hurt to move it.

“Grian. Your safety is more important than my worries. If you are in danger you can tell me, okay.” Scar said, his voice stern but soft, turning to face Grian with medical supplies.

“I’m not in any danger.” he paused. “Not anymore at least.” Grian shifted his position to be sitting criss-crossed on the couch, removing his red cloak to show off his wings. He stands up to shake out his wings, then quickly sits back down, wincing in pain as his arm was jostled from the small movement..

“Are you ready?” Scar asks, moving closer to Grian, bandages in one hand and a healing potion in the other.

Grian nods, holding out his arm for Scar, the pain flaring up once again.

“Hang on, let me go grab something.” Scar says, running off to go grab something, coming back with a towel, Grian’s arm in the same place. “Bite down on this, it will help with the pain.

Grian grabs the towel, shoving it in his mouth as he closes his eyes, not wanting to see what Scar was about to do. He feels Scar grab his arm gently. He tries to scream, the towel dampening most of the sound,his teeth clenched tightly against the fabric, white hot pain flooding through his arm, his arm pounding as he opens his eyes to see the arrow gone, and in its place bright red blood flowing from the now gaping wound in his arm. Scar pays no attention to Grian opening his eyes, muttering under his breath as he soaks another towel with the healing potion, gently wiping on the edge of the wound with the towel. Grian gasps with the sensation, the towel in his mouth making it hard for him to make noise. the healing potion reliving a bit of the pain. Scar then wraps Grian’s arm with the bandages, before gently dropping Grian’s arm.

“That should hold for now.” Scar mutters, cleaning up the remains of the supplies.

Grian spits out the towel, before blinking tiredly at Scar. “Thank you for helping me.” He says sleepily, shifting to go lie down on the couch. “I think I’ll sleep for a while.” Grian said softly, closing his eyes to fall asleep.

[prettypinkroseofpatience]

Tumblr market is red it’s so ominous OH MY GOD AGHHHH AHHHH AHHHH ITS SO SCARH AHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHH