#Scar reveal

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@whumpgifathon | Day 1 (alt. prompt): “Scar Reveal”

Qimir in The Acolyte 1x06

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@whumpgifathon | Day #19: ALT PROMPT "Scar Reveal" Quarry - Seldom Realized (1.04)

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Gangs Of London- S2: E3

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(Whump-tober 9: Scar Reveal)

Lol, now Raph and Leo can be busted plastron buddies :]

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Whump Prompt #1331

Anon asked:

Do you have prompts for dramatic reveals? Uncovering a character's face to show scarring, exposing a character as secretly inhuman, discovering a hidden identity, etc? Thank you :D

I have a few:

Uncovering a characters face:

The revealer feels physically sick when they realise who it is. Their hands shake and their mind races to put two and two together because it cannot be them… surely not.

The face reveal before the Final Fight is always a good idea.

Maybe the characters mask is damaged beyond repair, maybe they take it off because their vision is messed up by te

Exposing as inhuman:

Maybe this is done in a no-way out scenario where the character has to reveal their true form to escape.

Or they’re pushed to the edge that they cannot hide themselves anymore.

The character could use a glamor that falls when severely ill/injured. This could also cause issues if the characters don’t know about your characters anatomy and the way it responds to treatments

Identity reveals:

I like the identity that is revealed from something other than their face. Perhaps the way they walk, talk, gesture etc. Maybe it’s from a mole, tattoo, scar or freckles that the character realises it’s the whumpee.

This works brilliantly if the whumpees face is so bruised it’s unrecognisable, so the only way they know it’s them is from that one mole on their neck or something.

Shameless plug, but I wrote a faceless identity reveal HERE

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Trigun Stampede | s01e10

“So that’s the price you pay for saving everyone.”

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9 Scar reveal/ Interrogation/ Presumed Dead

Ai-less Whumptober

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An ex-defiant whumpee being covered in scars - testimony to how much they used to fight back

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You're like me

ai-less whumptober 2023 day 9- scar reveal fandom- Danny phantom x batman TW- blood, dissection, nothing graphic summary- The pit has been feeling strange lately. Then Jason hears a sound from the apartment next door. An apartment that's supposed to be empty.

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Jason was glad when the end of patrol came along. He had been on edge since this morning, though he hadn’t been able to pinpoint why. He had checked up on all his business ventures and looked into gang activity, but everything seemed normal. 

The worst thing was that the Pit had felt like it was stirring. It was weird though. Usually when the Pit stirred Jason felt angry, but this just left him feeling as if there was something he needed to do. Or maybe it was a warning? He wasn’t sure. 

So, he was glad to be heading back to his safehouse where he would be able to bake some cookies and sit back with a good book in order to destress. 

The cookies had just come out of the oven and he was reading while he waited for them to cool. He wasn't a heathen like certain older brothers who burned their tongues because they ate the cookies right out of the oven.

Then Jason heard a thump and a quiet curse from the apartment next door. The apartment that was supposed to be empty. The apartment that should be empty because Jason rented the apartments to either side of his so they wouldn't hear him coming back from vigilantism. 

Quietly, Jason stood and grabbed his nearest gun. He quietly exited his apartment and walked to the neighboring door. The apartment had furniture so he could barge in and claim whoever was there was trespassing, but he kept quiet. There wasn’t a good reason why someone would be in his apartment. There wasn’t anything to steal. Either it was an unlucky thief or someone who knew that Jason lived next door.

He quietly unlocked the door then slammed it open and pointed his gun into the room. Then he froze.

That was a kid. A kid was sitting on the floor staring at him with wide eyes.

And then Jason registreed the blood.

He holstreed his gun and put his hands up. “Hey, kid. Mind telling me what you’re doing in my apartment?”

The kid didn’t say anything. “Do you need some help with that?” Jason gestured to the bloody towel the kid was holding to his stomach.

“No! I’m good! So, sorry to be in your haunt. I’ll leave now.” The kid made to stand up but his legs gave out on him.

“It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you. That looks like a nasty wound and I’ve got a first aid kit. And if you let me help you, I’ll also give you something to eat.” Jason tried to project an air of calm and safety and he felt the pit stir, but it didn’t feel angry. It felt comforting? Whatever. He’d deal with that later. Right now he had a hurt, scared kid he needed to help.

“I’ll take the first aid kit. But I can do it myself.”

Jason raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Okay, it’s in the bathroom so I’ll be right back.” he walked quickly to the bathroom fearing that if he took to long the kid would leave.

By the time he got back the kid was leaning against the couch his eyes half closed.

“I got the kit.” Jason said as he set it close to the kid. 

As the kid reached to take it Jason asked, “What can I call you instead of kid?”

The kid frowned but shifted to stare at him. It was honestly kind of unnerving and Jason did his best to project calm, after a few seconds the kid seemed to relax.

“Danny.”

“Nice to meet you, Danny. I’m Jason.”

Danny gave a slight smile that looked more like a grimace then opened the first aid kit. Jason watched as he took out a needle and tried to thread it but his hands were shaking so badly he was having trouble.

“Shoot.” Danny said as the needle slipped from his fingers.

“Here, let me.” Jason said as he slowly reached out to take the needle and thread. Danny watched him closely but didn’t say anything. After he threaded the needle he turned to look at Danny. “It would probably be easier if I did the stitches. It would be bad if your finger slipped and you poked the wrong part or threaded the needle wrong. I promise I’ll be careful.”

DAnny stared at him long enough that Jason thought he was going to refuse. Then said, “It’s not a normal injury.”

Jason smirked. “Don’t worry about that. I’ve seen plenty of injuries. I am a Gothamite.”

Danny frowned at him for a moment before sighing and turning away as he lifted his shirt up.

The pit roared inside Jason.

The bleeding was coming from a gash in the kid’s side where it looked like he’d been stabbed. But there was also…

That was…

That was a dissection scar.

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AN- I plan to continue this but it probably won’t be until after October because I want to focus on completing the challenges I'm participating in.

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So I've been doing a rewatch of Stargate SG-1 and it's occurred to me that Daniel would likely have an absolute mosaic of scars on his body. Some wounds were shown fully healed in the show, but this list includes all that weren't. Assuming he kept them after his multiple ascensions, times in the sarcophagus, etc., we can expect:

Various tiny scars from all the random cuts and scratches he's sustained over the years. Only visible under close inspection, but likely covering a lot of his skin.

Staff weapon scar on his right arm (1x19)

Scar on right leg near his knee from shrapnel gash (3x01)

Appendectomy scar (3x22)

G*nshot scar back of right leg (7x12, also has possibility for torture scars)

G*nshot scar on left arm (8x03)

Scars from shrapnel, at least on arm and face (8x05)

And if we do include those that were healed somehow:

Wound from movie (staff blast, if I recall)

Staff weapon scar on stomach (1x07)

Staff weapon scar on his left shoulder (2x01)

Scars on hands from radiation burns (and other possible scars from radiation poisoning? Iconic Daniel death 5x20)

Scar from Vala’s weapon on his left arm (8x12)

Scar on chest from being stabbed (8x17)

I mean, think of the lasting effects all this physical trauma would have: achiness from some of the deeper/more severe wounds, maybe sensitivity to changes in weather, and then if you add in all the bumps and bruises, twisted wrist, manhandling, throwing against a wall, etc., that takes a toll too. And this hasn’t even touched on the emotional/mental lasting effects. He’s lost loved ones, including his wife, been tortured and beaten and injured and betrayed, and even been r*ped. If this man doesn’t have some form of PTSD, I don’t know who would. Sign me up for some fics of panic attacks, nightmares, flashbacks… add in achy, old wounds that cause him to limp or wince from time to time… and cap all that off with some scar discovery fics… woof. The King of Whump has a lasting reign.

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@whumpgifathon | Day 1 Alt prompt: Scar Reveal

Stitchers 1x4 I See You

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Whumptober 2023 - Day 9 - Scar Reveal

or more like: revealing Recha is a carrier of the Taint. Which is, you know, a huge stigma in the Dreeki-community, and generally gets you cast out and avoided.

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The Outsider (2002)

Montana sheep farmer Rebecca Yoder (Naomi Watts) offers sanctuary to an on-the-lam outlaw, Johnny Gault (Tim Daly), who is suffering from a gunshot wound. Yoder is a recent widow, and her decision to help the outsider doesn't sit well with her Quaker community. As a romance brews between her and Gault, it puts in jeopardy her standing among her devout neighbors. But when an evil rancher makes a play for the community's land, Gault's sharpshooting skills might prove his worth after all.

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Whumpee offering to help get whumper caught by wearing a wire but caretaker doesn’t know about their scars yet

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Whump Prompt #1326

TW: SELF HARM

Anon asked:

Hi! Could you do a scenario of a stoic whumpee x caretaker where the caretaker sees their SH scars and whumpee is shocked that anyone would care, and tears up when the caretaker touches the scars gently (w permission from the whumpee)

Sure thing: “How long?” It was a question that flawed the whumpee. How long? How long were the scars? (Ranging from an 1-3 inches) How long ago did they last do it? (Three months) How long have they been doing it for? (Since they were X years old) How long have they been hiding it for? (Only up until recently, when the scars were harder to hide. Oh, and every summer since they started) How long do they take to heal? (Two weeks or more, depending on depth.) It was a loaded question that asked everything but nothing at all, but what completely threw the whumpee was the caretakers tentativeness. They were expecting to be met with anger and outrage, but instead they were met with comfort and concern. It was jarring, but welcome, especially when the caretaker pulled up the item of clothing to gauge severity as opposed to shaming them. The whumpee didn’t even realise how their hands shook until the caretaker clasped them in their hands, and looked them straight in the eye. “When was the last time?” “[X amount of time]” “That’s good, that’s very good, I’m proud of you.” Tears pricked at the whumpees eyes. “Do you feel like you need to do it again?” The whumpee shook their head. “will you show me where you keep your blades?” The whumpee hesitated, but nodded. “Thank you. I trust you, okay? And I’m proud of you. I’ll help you wherever I can, alright? We’ll do this together.”