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The Loving Scars Meme

It's been determined that your lover cares for you, no matter your scarring. But just saying or even just kissing those marks is not enough for them. They have to show you how precious you are in their eyes; they want to see all of you and love all of you. Will you let them? Comment with character name, information, and preferences. Be sure to include which side you want to play. Preferably, your comment won't be blank, but I won't come after you if it is. Reply to others.

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Rey | SW:TFA | OTA

[thesefirststeps]

[ooc: Probably the kisser, although she's got her fair share of little burns, things of that nature.]

Thea Queen l Arrow

[redarrowqueen]

(In canon stab wound, otherwise various minor scrapes and the like. M/F and open to both DCTV casts and crossovers.)

kylo ren | star wars

[notallren]

( ooc: kissed probably and likely covered with enough scar tissue for the red hot chili peppers to sing about it, can be post-TFA )

Clint Barton | Marvel 616 / MCU | ota

[weekend_avenger]

[Kinda a hot mess.]

elena fisher | uncharted | m/f

[tearsinajar]

( grenade shrapnel scarring, faded cuts in various areas, can be the one being kissed or be kisser )

Morrigan | Dragon Age

[courtintrigue]

(More likely to show appreciation, but a mutual approach is cool. Her physical scars are minor; I tend to give her an arrow wound on one thigh and a slash on her upper left arm, and she's not hung up on them. Protags are fine here if we have history.)

Agent Washington | Red vs. Blue | ota

[hatesimprovising]

[ m/m or m/f. probably kissed. he's covered in scars--gunshot on the right side of his chest, one on his lower back near the spine, messy self-inflicted scarring on the back of his neck, and a general assortment of old stabwounds, slashes, etc. across his body. castmates or cross-canon are fine! ]

Well, here goes XD

[teamperv]

[Ever since they'd gotten Wash and the other's back, things had been sort of back to normal. And okay, some of it was due to getting Epsilon back too, but a lot of it was due to having Wash there again.

And they'd fallen into a routine of sorts. Wash ran him ragged during the days but at night, things took a different route but it was starting to frustrate him too.

Which was what had led to his plan for the night. He'd made sure the shower rooms in their barracks area would be cleared and once Wash had finally finished with his training and work for the day, it was time to put his plan into action.

So he waited until Wash was well into his shower before he came up behind the Freelancer, Tucker's gaze traveling up his back before lingering on the scarring on the back of his neck.]

Need some help?

\o/

[hatesimprovising]

[ Tired after a long day, which had mostly consisted of yelling at the trainees, all Wash wants to do is shower and lie down. Sleep if he can. Probably spend the time with Tucker--that was what they did most nights. A simple night, that's all he wants, no surprises.

Of course, things never go the way he actually wants them to. ]

What the--

[ Startled, not having heard any footsteps over the water and knowing full well there wasn't anyone else around before he got into the shower, he turns halfway so he can look over his shoulder. ...It probably should surprise him that it's Tucker standing there. Quickly, the surprise slips off of the freelancer's face, his brow furrowing slightly instead. ]

What are you doing? [ Given the question Tucker has asked, this is pretty obvious... ] No, I don't. You shouldn't even be here, I've told you we can't do anything where someone might walk in.

[ Mostly because that would be embarrassing, but also? He wants to be professional and the last thing he needs is one of the soldiers he trains daily to walk in on him showering with anyone. ...Then there's the reason that he's quieter about, the discomfort with anyone, even someone he's sleeping with, seeing him without any clothes on. It's not something he talks about, something he'd never admit to, but yeah. He's kind of self-conscious about all the scarring on his body, even if most of it is understandable given his job.

So excuse you, Tucker, do you mind? He hasn't exactly got any way to cover up while he's in the freaking shower. ]

Re: \o/

[teamperv]

[Which is basically what he'd expected as a response but it doesn't stop his arms from sliding around Wash, as he pressed against his back.]

Thing is?. Nobody's going to coming in here but me, so that excuse doesn't work this time, Wash.

[ And his hand slid up Wash's abdomen. ]

[hatesimprovising]

[ As Tucker steps in closer regardless, Wash feels his ears warming slightly. His body stiffens at the touch out of instinct, out of some discomfort, but he doesn't make any move to actually stop it or remove Tucker's hands. There's some hesitation, some uncertainty, but he lets the other man stay where he is. ]

You can't know that. You don't know everyone's schedule.

[ Although with the time of night, it's definitely unlikely that anyone else will be coming in for a shower. Most of the base is probably sleeping already, so no, the excuse doesn't really work this time. But it doesn't stop him from trying. ]

Aren't you supposed to be up early tomorrow morning, anyway? You should be asleep already.

[ More excuse attempts? More excuse attempts. They're only getting weaker and weaker from here.

Exhaling slowly, having essentially given up despite continued attempts at excuses, Wash's gaze drops down to the hand sliding up his stomach. Arms dropping from the awkward, holding them out of the way position he'd moved them to when Tucker stepped in, they brush against the other man's arms and he tosses another look over his shoulder. Even though he can't see much now with Tucker this close. ]

[teamperv]

You know as well as I do they're all asleep. [ Tucker's other hand catches his chin to draw him into a kiss, even though he keeps it brief. He'd honestly been expecting Wash to be more resistant to this, but the fact he's not really stopping him?

Definitely a plus. ]

"So what's really bothering you about this, Wash?

[hatesimprovising]

[ Wash's lips purse as Tucker throws the obvious back at him. He doesn't resist when the hand guides his head to the side, and he accepts the kiss without any problem. His response is somewhat distracted and his eyes stay open, but it's still a kiss.

Doesn't really do much to warm him up to this scenario, though. ]

Nothing. [ Lies. ] I'm fine.

[ He's obviously not fine, his entire body still tense, but he's not about to be honest. Not about this. This is stupid and embarrassing and he's been hoping this whole time that Tucker never paid attention to the fact that he has a tendency to keep his clothes on, or to make sure the room is dark when they do anything.

But Tucker's not that dumb. Really, it had probably only been a matter of time before he pulled something like this. ]

I just don't want to risk anything.

[ Or he doesn't like showering with someone else. Is that believable? Could he pass with that? ]

You can never be sure that no one will show up at the worst time.

[teamperv]

Yeah, except for the point you're acting like I just pulled a fucking gun on you. [Which bothers him a hell of a lot, considering they've been sleeping together and there's a moment of quiet. ]

So is it just that you don't like seeing the person you're with? Because I mean, if this is something about you trying to use me to replace someone else, gotta admit, I'm going to be kind of pissed.

damianos | captive prince

[brotrayed]

[ this moron was whipped basically within an inch of his life so his whole back is a Huge Mess of scars, plus other ones from fighting battles while wearing dumb armor and generally being stabbed a fair amount. Damen pls. kissee or kisser. ]

Dick Simmons | Red vs Blue | Canonmates

[voicecracking]

[Surgical scars all over his body, probably some bullet wounds,and other damage. ]

raiden / mgr: revengeance

[downburst]

Sara Scofield ** Prison Break

[be_thechange]

Emily Madsen | Original Character

[excubia]

[Assorted small scars from skirmishes, major scarring across right shoulder, from left shoulder blade to right hip, and chest, directly over the heart. Open to either role! ref.]

[vendettastool]

[One of the nice things about being able to afford a lot of life's luxuries was being able to spoil someone special to him. While he knew that the people in his life didn't like it when he bought them things (Ahjussi was a different matter but he usually bought his own gifts), he figured that this would be welcomed. After all, it wasn't every day that they could just chill on a private beach in a nice beach house without something causing them to go back to work.

Yoon-sung turned off everything but his emergency phone, made sure that the meal Ahjussi sent was gently warming up and sighed as he flopped into a chair. He glanced over at Madsen and reached out to take her hand.]

How long do you have again?

[excubia]

[A lot of this was still bizarre for her - though that mostly was in the vein of actually being pampered for once in her life more than anything else. The impromptu vacation was welcome, though. After the fiasco that was infiltrating the underground ring in an attempt to finish off the group that had been dogging them and fighting "Fafnir" for the first time, some time away from things was actually sounding good. Less paperwork to deal with, anyway.

She lets out a sigh, leaning back as she takes his hand.]

Only a couple days, and even that's stretching it, apparently. It's fine, though.

[vendettastool]

Your boss needs to let you unwind once and a while or you might toss fireballs at him or something.

[But he understands. He only has a couple days himself before the busy life of a drug lord with morals starts demanding attention from him. As it was, it took him a while to get this much off considering there were three people trying to tell him now was not the best time to have a quiet vacation.

He curled his hand around hers, looking over at her and smiling a little, remembering how he found out about the scarring, and how she was trying to hide it even now. It probably was one of the points of her body she felt uneasy about, and he could understand, but they were the only two people here. There was no reason for her to hide them from him, not when he had his own.]

But let's not talk about that. Let's just enjoy the water and the sun and the fact that we are all alone for the next couple of days, okay?

[excubia]

Trust me, this is probably the best he can do right now. Council's been on both of our asses since the last mission. Besides, he'd just throw them right back at me. He's a firebird too, remember?

[Even as much as she griped about Amadi and his methods, he genuinely did seem to have her best interests in mind - or at least to the point of her understanding what she was becoming, anyway.

While she had no problem in seeing the scars of others (there was that moment when Takeshi had proven a point by showing her the scar over his own chest from a particularly nasty battle when they reconnected during the last half of the war - it was almost hilarious considering they nearly had matching scars now) it's her own that she definitely still felt self-conscious about. She knew that Yoon-sung didn't mind, but it was almost habit by this point to cover them up, keep others from seeing the multiple patches of scar tissue that riddled her body and marked various points during the war. The worst offender, though, was in fact that scar that technically matched the one her old teacher and best friend had.

The mark of Nithal's sacrifice and the beginning of her transition into something more than human.

She's snapped out of her thoughts when she feels Yoon-sung's fingers curl around her hand, and she gives a slight squeeze to reassure him that she's still there with him, nodding.]

Right. Not like we're going to have much opportunity for a while, anyway.

[vendettastool]

I've got stakes in this too, so if you need any help just ask. We might be just humans, but we do have connections.

[He knows that he couldn't really be considered purely human given the way he has a talent now, but he doesn't see it that way. He still feels human enough and that's all that mattered to him.

Yoon-sung glanced over at her, and shifted around to face her even as he tugged her to move closer. Since this was going to be a short interlude of even more work, he figured that they could at least try a little cuddling. Of course, if she didn't feel like getting that close, he wasn't going to pressure her, but he wanted to give her the invitation anyways.]

[excubia]

I know.

[There's a soft exhale and a slight smirk on her lips as she says that. When she's pulled closer to him, her eyes widen slightly in surprise before she realizes just what he's doing and her expression softens - she should be used to the contact by now, but some days it still feels surreal. She doesn't stiffen or jerk away, though - in fact, after that brief moment of surprise, she settles up against him, leaning her head on his chest.]