#↷ scar ꒰ musings ꒱

[rewritingtales]

APPEARANCE:  as  someone  that  spent  a  major  part  of  his  world  out  in  nature,  he's  comfortable  being  in  the  nude  a  lot.  if  he  does  need  to  wear  clothes  for  whatever  reason,  it's  always  something  light  that  he  can  breathe  in.  colors  range  from  various  shades  of  browns,  orange,  and  white.  sometimes  he'll  wear  fur  too,  just  to  feel  closer  to  his  animal  form  even  when  he's  walking  around  on  his  two  legs.  comfort  above  all  else,  but  never  forget  that  he's  still  a  king.

[snoji]

let me see, let me soothe

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[authorafterhours]

I've read fics where Will's bullet scars hurt when it's cold or raining, but what about his other ones? What about the smile on his stomach?

Hannibal finds Will curled up in agony during a storm. As a former surgeon, of course, he knows it's a possibility with every old injury. Yet he never had to face it in real time before, with someone he loves.

A part of him is glad because Will would never fully forget him. In fact, at the time of said gutting, he found it therapeutic to inflict the same pain Will had given to him made manifest. The pain will always be an adequate reminder, but a newer part of him, the humanity Will planted, nurtured, cultivated, infected him with, regrets it.

He doesn't want to inflict pain on Will anymore, at least not like this. Its purpose was concluded and rendered superfluous now that Will was finally his. He didn't need to be reminded of Hannibal because he was right there beside him.

[cruel-hiraeth]

yuuji flinches the first time you touch his scars.

the wounds are freshly healed: a gash bisecting his forehead and a tear at the left corner of his lips are now part of the boy you love, accompanying the marks that hug his eyes—

eyes that lack their usual spark of sunlight, stagnant pools of honey that have dulled and crystallized. it hurts to watch him trudge through each day with the guilt of loss, the guilt of survival; you desperately wish you could shoulder his burdens. but he won’t allow it, neither in this life or the next. instead, he flashes you a consoling smile.

(“i’m okay—i swear.”)

for a while, you’re afraid to go near the puckered flesh, unsure of the reaction it will elicit. yuuji has never been the best at articulating his feelings, and you don’t want to press him. giving him space is difficult as you’re overflowing with worry. but all you can do is hug him when he trembles in the middle of the night, whispering in his ear that everything will be all right.

(will it, though? you have no business making promises you can’t keep.)

it’s an accident when you finally smooth the pads of your thumbs across his old injuries—your mind slips for a moment as you lie intertwined in bed, your palms cradling his sweet face. he’s still boyishly handsome, though his features feel a tad sharper than they were before shibuya. you trace the marks beneath his eyes, then allow your caresses to wander, feeling the uneven scar tissue.

yuuji’s eyelids twitch; you gasp when you realize your blunder, ripping your hands away from him like he burns. “fuck. i’m so sorry, yuu, i—”

you stop mid-sentence as your boyfriend gently grasps your wrists and brings your hands back to his cheeks. his gaze is watery but direct, never leaving yours. “i missed you,” he murmurs, sucking in a shaky breath, “a-and i’m sorry.”

together, you break down into tears. but soon enough, you’ll build one another back up—together.

always together.

[marstonsboy]

on the topic of that time sixteen-year-old jack marston got mauled by a grizzly bear: he definitely retained some scars from that, right? when john finds him, he’s covered in a decent amount of blood, and he has visible scratches on his face.

his character model doesn’t reflect that he almost died to a full grown bear after the event. maybe rockstar didn’t know how to do this in 2010, i don’t know, but i always assumed he got some nasty scars from it. because, i reiterate, he was a scrawny sixteen-year-old that almost died to a Massive Grizzly Bear.

plus, with the fact that he almost definitely would have died right there if not for the plot armor of being haunted by the narrative (doomed to become the playable character in the de facto epilogue), i have to imagine there’s no way he walked out of that alive without any very obvious signs of injury.

this would also lend to the fact that he can get very easily mistaken for john multiple times by strangers. there’s this one stranger who tells him “you look younger,” as if the only obvious discrepancy here is jack being about twenty years younger than john, not the absence of those vicious scars he got from the wolves.

something something cinematic parallels. i don’t know. this is just something that bugs me a lot in the back of my mind.

[casanovasadmiral]

Orphaner dadscar!! <3 camping time

Polaroid vers bc it looks cool

[schwarzwaldcr]

something i noticed during playthroughs of 2 with friends, is that Scar always seems to have lopsided expressions; one side of his face is 'droopy' so to speak, and the other side has extremely exaggerated emotions. actually it reminds me of some stroke victims. i dont know if it was entirely intentional, but i suppose taking three massive emissions to the face would absolutely be Equivalent+ to having a stroke or three so kudos to Scar not only being alive but completely lopsided in every way, that's some subtle continuity there

as a slightly unrelated sidenote, i am in absolute fits over deg's english dub. that hit me like a ton of lead bricks and i havent gotten back up from laughing so fucking hard.

[dandelions-and-white-wolves]

People want to talk about ‘old woman crafts’ like it’s a silly tweet thing but like. Listen. I’ve seen someone accidentally impale a good few inches into their leg on the little knitting needles used to make socks. They’re bloody damn sharp. Bigger knitting needles are pretty wicked if you put some force behind them. The awl I use for bookbinding could easily go through a hand. Or an eye, if you’re feeling frisky. Embroidery needles and darning needles are pretty nasty. Stained glass involves fairly toxic chemicals, lead, and heat upwards of 600 degrees Fahrenheit. I wouldn’t fuck with the crafty folks, personally.

[crystaljellie]

Holding desert duo in my hands, just, the inbetweens of sessions where it's just, peace. peaceful, where it's just them and endless sands and it's beautiful. it's just them and it's always been just them and maybe the sun will rise for a better tomorrow or maybe time will stop so they can hold each other just a moment more.

It won't and no amount of lilacs and poppies will ever change what has happened. Nothing will ever bring them back to that desert.

But they want to go back, just for, one moment more, one day of peace that they get to know. Sometimes they still see glimpse of that desert, of that tower of that home, but of course, it's just a mirage.

[art-soboro]

PICK UP THE RECEIVER, I'LL MAKE YOU A BELIEVER

[kotaromita]

Open Thread

Kotaro's thin eyebrows twitch nervously in the dressing room mirror, conflicted seeing himself in the outfit suggested to him. The way it fit his body, the skin it showed—was it too much?

He had only recently started to experiment a little more with how he dressed, given he was pretty picky with the genre of street fashion he wore. Having someone else choose for him was a surefire way to get him wearing something outside that comfort zone. But seeing his exposed forearms and collarbones made him wary.

Even so, he felt obligated to show them how he looked given they'd given him their assistance in the first place. So he steps out from behind the curtain. "So, does it suit me?"

[rewritingtales]

tag dump

[mad3lyncline]

𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑵 𝑴𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑼 . as Krieg in Borderlands ( 2024 ) .

[carsmg]

the duality inhow i draw 4dude or whatevwr

[adriancatrin]

it’s so wild to me that outside of the old ba sing se caverns, no one in the gaang once brings up zukos scar. it’s kinda sweet in a way i guess when sokka refers to him in season 2 as a freak with a “ponytail” and not scar, but it’s still just odd

[unironicallytes]

Topal Speaker Alval Uvani and his Silencer Shaleez have a very tense dynamic, but in a way wildly different from Valus's.