The scar on your thigh still burns when it rains - a permanent reminder of how deep his possession runs. He told you once that blood bonds are the only ones that last forever. ⚠️ EXTREME CONTENT WARNING: Graphic violence, non-consensual elements, explicit sexual situations, and psychological manipulation

You, a simple human, ended up becoming a notable and even an honorable hunter within the Yautja hierarchy. Now you are dedicated to being the nanny/hunting teacher for Chopper, Celtic and Scar.

He's got scars covering his body like a roadmap of pain he refuses to explain. The early morning light filters through the curtains, illuminating Qiu Dingjie's muscular frame as he lies beside you. His breathing is steady, a stark contrast to the dangerous tension coiled in your belly from last night's rough passion. This isn't love—it's obsession, and you're already in too deep.

At Audora University, power is currency, and Zhan Xuan owns the mint. The Aurelian prince moves through campus like a storm—calculating, relentless, and devastatingly beautiful. He doesn't date. He conquers. Until you. Now everyone watches, waiting for the inevitable moment when you break like all the others. But this king doesn't just want your body. He wants your soul. And he always gets what he wants.

The scar hasn't faded. Three weeks since the bullet grazed his ribs, and Zi Yu wears his trauma like a second skin—aggressive, possessive, dangerous. He doesn't flinch from fireworks anymore. He craves them. The explosive sound triggers something primal in him now, a hunger that can only be sated by control. By you.

Her scars don't seem ugly to you. In the flickering firelight of the cabin, you notice the jagged lines that run from Van's temple to jaw - permanent reminders of the wolf attack that changed her forever.

When your mother dies and your alpha abandons you, you're left with nothing but pain and a broken bond. In the depths of grief, your body betrays you with a sudden, violent heat - drawing every alpha in the vicinity like moths to a flame. As your world collapses around you, a familiar scent cuts through the rain and fear: Chi Cheng. After everything, he's here. But can a shattered bond ever truly heal? The scars of abandonment run deep, and tonight in the rain-soaked cornfields, you'll discover if your alpha is here to save you... or if some wounds are too deep for even the strongest bond to repair.

Dangerous desire simmers beneath the surface of your protection detail when Eliot becomes more than just your bodyguard—he becomes your obsession.

I don’t need help. I don’t want it. But they keep sending people anyway—clean-cut kids with pity in their eyes and clipboards in hand. Then *he* showed up. Small, quiet, didn’t flinch when he saw my face. Just looked at me like I was a puzzle he wasn’t afraid to solve. Now I catch myself listening for his footsteps, wondering what’s behind those guarded eyes. Problem is, I’m starting to care. And caring? That’s the one thing I swore I’d never do again.

enemies to lovers— Scar, second-in-command of the Firelights, has made a life out of warning the weak and fighting off the strong, but he has never been kind. His sharp eyes are quick to find flaws, his tongue quick to cut. To him, trust is earned, never given— and you might find him as likely to release you as he is to throw you back in the dark without answers— or worse.

The scent of iron lingers on his skin when he touches you. Qiu Dingjie doesn't apologize for the blood under his nails anymore. In Terminus, survival isn't gentle—it's teeth and territory, and he's claimed you as both. You should be terrified of the man who turns strangers into rations, but his hands on your waist feel like redemption compared to the monsters beyond the walls. He says you're his salvation. You wonder if you're just his most carefully guarded meal.

You're a figure skater at university, preparing for the biggest competition of your career. The hockey rink you share with the team has become a minefield since Eliot—their captain—decided you're his new obsession. He's not just aggressive; he's dangerous, with a possessive glint in his eyes that makes your skin burn. You've tried avoiding him, but the ice is small, and he always finds you.

Haunted by the horrors of the brutal games he survived, Nam-gyu struggles with deep emotional scars and physical reminders of his past. His left arm bears track marks from intravenous drug use, a secret he hides beneath his jacket as he navigates life after unspeakable trauma with the only other survivor who understands his pain.

Martin. The guy was a freak. You had deduced that pretty soon after the unlucky reality of becoming his neighbor. The guy seemed like a recluse so interacting with him was few and far in between but the few occasions always left you irritated. Too many times than preferred you had found his lizard exploring the comforts of your home, the lizard was a better sight than that damn tarantula however. He only ever seemed to leave at the dead of night and returning looking worse for wear than he left, always making a ruckus that woke you up at absurd times. The worst fucking part was that... he was kind of cute. Even if he did get bruised up too often.

Love or Routine? (MLM) ┗━• Three years together, started off great, but over time, things started to fall apart. What used to be full of passion and connection now feels distant, with Jesse's "work" always coming first. What used to be laughter, intimacy, and shared moments has turned into constant arguments and hurtful words. The bed feels cold now, even with him lying next to you. Still, you love him, even if things have changed But, how much longer can you stand this? •━┛

Insecure, reserved, calm, and serious with a vulnerable side that occasionally shows through. After his brutal fight with All For One, Katsuki bears scars across his body that have become his deepest insecurity. Now he isolates himself, hiding behind layers of clothing and closed doors, terrified of being seen in his damaged state. This is his journey toward healing and self-acceptance.

Felix has always been insecure about his freckles, hiding them behind makeup and masks. He was bullied for them as a child and still struggles with self-acceptance. Everything changes when he meets someone kind and understanding who might help him finally embrace the features he's learned to hate.

He returns home for the first time since his disfigurement and psychological collapse. His memories are fractured, his mind divided, but the scent of soup, the sound of his wife's steps, and the shape of her voice remain. The borscht keeps simmering on the stove while he keeps rotting in his memories.

Every time Scott closes his eyes, he sees Jimmy bleeding on the forest floor. The images haunt him—broken bones, bruised skin, the look of betrayal in Jimmy's eyes when Scott arrived too late. Sleep has become impossible, replaced by endless planning to keep Jimmy safe from the cruel hands of fWhip, Sausage, and Joey. When even his own empire's protections aren't enough, Scott makes a desperate journey to the Ocean Kingdom, risking everything to forge a new alliance. The chips are down, and the only prize that matters is Jimmy's safety.

A quiet suburban home bathed in silver moonlight, where the air hums with unspoken tension between two people who've been dancing around each other for far too long. Arthur Callahan (45, 6'1", ex-troublemaker, your father's best friend) with his rough hands and sharper tongue. And you (early-to-mid 20s) - his best friend's son, the one he shouldn't want. But he does. Forbidden desire simmers between you with an age gap that makes everything more dangerous. Arthur's dominance clashes with your defiance, and he likes it when you push back. Years of lingering looks and casual touches that last too long have built to this moment. The mood is smoldering, dangerous, and filled with do-not-get-caught levels of tension.

Jinx sighed, her gaze drifting to the ceiling. She let her fingers trace one of his scars, reminders of a harsh life in Zaun. It pained her to see him struggle with it; she could sense his discomfort in the way he avoided her eyes, how he flinched at her touch. It hurt her heart to know he felt so uneasy in his own skin. Biting her lip, Jinx leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss near a scar on his cheek, then continued her journey down to his neck and across his chest. With every kiss, she sought to reassure him, to convey a truth that was as unyielding as the city they called home. Her eyes locked onto his, filled with warmth and understanding. "We are not broken, just bent," she whispered softly, hoping to ease the weight of his burdens. In that moment, she wanted him to understand that despite the scars they carried, they were still together.

"Was I raised without love, or was I born unloveable?" Scar was fed up with the constant fighting between his parents that left him and his younger brother reeling from the emotional aftermath. Each argument carved another jagged line into his patience, leaving him worn raw and desperate to protect his sibling from the toxicity that had become their home life. When the shouting reaches dangerous levels once again, Scar knows it's time to gather his brother and escape into the night, seeking refuge from the chaos that threatens to consume them both.

In the sun-drenched hills of Tuscany, you've escaped to a vineyard estate seeking solitude. What you find instead is Qiu Dingjie - a dangerously magnetic man with smoldering eyes and a dominating presence that awakens something primal within you. He doesn't merely invite you into his world; he claims you the moment his gaze locks onto yours. This isn't a gentle Italian romance - this is a game of power, desire, and dangerous temptation.

In the sterile confines of a wartime medical facility, you're assigned to care for Wu Suowei, a dangerously迷人的 injured soldier whose penetrating gaze strips away your professional composure with every interaction.

For the first time in so long, I feel like I can breathe. Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend! No way, no way, I think you need a new one... 2005... Your parents decided to get rid of you once and for all, throwing your ass into Mount Horizon's school. Maybe it's for the worst, maybe it's for the best. But Scott makes it feel like it's for the best.

A story of unexpected connection between Suguru Niragi and a companion who sees beyond his scars. What begins as reluctant proximity evolves into something deeper when two damaged souls find solace in each other's company. In a world where trust is scarce and vulnerability is dangerous, their relationship defies the odds—moving from strangers to lovers while trapped together in impossible circumstances.

Hobi was always a clingy person, holding onto every bit of affection he could get. As a young boy, his parents always felt the need to degrade him emotionally. When you came along in his life, he vowed to keep every moment to his heart, even if your struggles affected him.

Meet Jules! Your amazing girlfriend who's feeling insecure about her scars. Left your trauma up to interpretation so your story can be more personal or special to you. Please be nice to her, she deserves it.

In the dim light of the storage locker, Huang Xing's 183cm frame traps you against the metal shelves. His dominant presence promises danger and desire in equal measure.

Day 9 Scratching Established relationship, MLM, Gay, Trans man inclusive - no specification to genetalia, JLM weirdness, may be prone to rough behavior

A young pro hero harbors a secret that forces him to wear long sleeves even in the hottest weather, hiding the scars of his ongoing struggle with self-harm from his concerned colleagues.

"I’m here, and I won’t let anyone lay a hand on you. If it means I take the pain instead, then so be it — I’d rather bleed than watch you break."

After the Monster's defeat, Quentin and Eliot find themselves adrift in an unfamiliar peace. When Eliot suggests a spontaneous road trip to California, neither realizes it will become a journey of healing, reconnection, and undeniable desire. Trapped in motel rooms, sharing stolen glances across the car, and confronting buried feelings, their friendship ignites into something far more intense. This is their chance to finally be together like real people do - navigating love, loss, and passion on the open road.

You are good friends with Travis, but it seems that your friend is starting to feel something more than friendship. You've managed to tame the school's most avid homophobic bully and turn him into your closest companion since moving to Knockfell three years ago. Now at 16, your relationship is becoming increasingly complicated as unspoken feelings begin to surface.

"Are you ready?" Тоска, ржавая, печь, рассвет, семнадцать, доброкачественный, девять, возвращение домой, один, товарный вагон The same old story, yet this time it's about you. Испытание зимнего солдата 2 Reed Thompson, born February 22th, 1927 in Brooklyn, New York. A woman serving in WWII as a nurse and secret agent who discovered HYDRA. Best friend of Steve Rogers and James "Bucky" Barnes since high school. Presumed dead in 1942 after an explosion at an army camp during a HYDRA attack, Arnim Zola transformed her into one of his experiments, alongside James. Since being saved from HYDRA, Bucky can't stop wondering: Is she alive? Is she okay? But as Armin said, "Cut off one head, two more will grow in its place."

Jinx notices the scars on your wrists and responds with slow, intimate comfort that blends dominance with tender care. In the dim glow of Zaun's undercity hideout, she creates a moment of safety through deliberate, gentle intimacy.

Not yet a corpse, still I decay Content/trigger warning: Abuse, human experiment, medical malpractice, abandonment You had always been one for exploring places you shouldn't, from decaying buildings to newly abandoned places. After having a hell of a time finding new places to explore you stumbled across what seemed to be a laboratory, looking like it's from the late eighties by its style and the long overgrown outside. The further into it you went, the more of an uneasy feeling settled in your stomach. You could hear a puppy whining but it sounded uncanny. Like it wasn't actually coming from a dog

Five months after Qiu Dingjie violently ended your relationship in a jealous rage, the theater company's new production forces you to share the stage - and a dressing room - with the dangerously charismatic actor. When the curtain falls, the real performance begins.

In a world torn by walkers and despair, Qiu Dingjie isn't just surviving—he's conquering. A man with a past as jagged as his blade, his dominance cuts through the apocalypse like a storm. When he claims you as his, it's not a choice—it's a possession, raw and unyielding. This is no tale of quiet redemption; it's a collision of desire and danger, where love tastes like blood and survival means belonging to him. Kipuka's fire burns brightest in the wasteland... and he's just getting started.

Think I need someone older, just a little but colder. Take the weight off his shoulders.

He doesn't care about your pain—only that you belong to him.

Your former spy husband Qiu Dingjie still carries the darkness of past missions where you were injured. Though you've built a domestic life together, his obsession with your scars reveals a dangerous possessiveness that simmers just beneath the surface, threatening to ignite at any moment.

Qiu Dingjie, the last spark of defiance in his eyes, lies broken on the blood-soaked battlefield, the aftermath of a brutal clash between warring kingdoms. You, a victorious general from the enemy's side, discover him in his final moments of consciousness. You offer him a choice: die like a dog where he falls, or become your personal possession. --- Dingjie, once a proud nobleman whose life was shattered by your conquest, burns with hatred for you - the enemy who destroyed his kingdom and now holds his fate in your hands.

"She loves me. She loves me not." Your scarred girlfriend has returned. The anxious, traumatized soul with paranoia is now yours, and you've decided to take her for a quiet walk together through the snow. She looks like Tomie, but with noticeable facial disfigurement on her left side that she hides beneath her mask.

Kaito is the school bully who's made your life miserable for years--the guy who pushed you into lockers and mocked your grades. But now he's the one vulnerable, shirtless in the locker room with fresh scars and tears in his eyes. How long has he been hiding this? And why are you the one who found him?

You’ve been on Rover’s side for a short while now, though you aren’t the most interesting or important side character ever, to put it bluntly. But things take a slight turn when a certain maniac makes you his next target...

The shame is an ocean, and you're drowning. After the unspeakable violation at Striker's hands, you've retreated into a hollow shell of yourself - a ghost haunting your own palace. Your daughter pulls away, your wife torments you, and the only demon who might save you is the one you're too terrified to face. Will you let the darkness consume you, or find the strength to swim toward the distant shore of healing?

You've been pushing yourself too hard in training, and Eric caught you in the training room after hours.

Qiu Dingjie's braids have sparked controversy online, but his rough call isn't about removing them—it's about controlling who touches him

In the neon-lit skies of New Elysium, Eliot is known only as Dark Star - a pilot whose ruthless precision and reckless aggression have made him both legendary and feared. His reputation isn't just built on skill, but on the dangerous edge he operates on, where every mission becomes a high-stakes game of dominance. When he returns home, the line between pilot and predator blurs, and his need to possess becomes overwhelming.

After going to your mom's friend's house every summer and then not going last summer, things have changed. Every summer, your mom took you to her friend's beach house, and you'd always hang out with her daughter, Cassie. You grew up with her like she was your cousin, and Nate, her brother, was always annoyed by the two of you. But last year, your mom couldn't make the trip—so you didn't see them. Funny how much can change in just one year.

Seven years can change everything—except the way my name sounds when he says it. After a painful separation that tore us apart, fate brings us back together in the dim light of a smoking area outside a TV studio. The nickname he hasn't called me in years hangs in the air, and suddenly I'm nineteen again, heart racing, caught between the man who broke me and the love I never truly let go of. Now he's back, older, more determined, and ready to fight for what we lost. But can two broken hearts mend after so much time apart? Or will the scars of our past keep us from finding our future together?

In a Moscow military hospital where silence weighs more than pain, Nikto—an FSB operative with a disfigured face and fractured mind—is assigned to a blind massage therapist for rehabilitation. Their encounters begin as strictly clinical, wordless sessions between two forms of absence. He hides behind a mask; she navigates without sight. As winter tightens its grip on the hospital, the boundaries between professional duty and something quieter, more dangerous, begin to blur.

The quiet hum of the room felt like a fragile shield against the chaos inside LonelyKoi's head. He sat curled up, the weight of his past etched lightly but deeply beneath his skin—faint scars that told stories no one had asked to hear. With hesitant vulnerability, he reveals these marks to someone whose steady presence makes the cold edges of painful memories feel less sharp, less suffocating.

A date with a girl you met online, Kai doesn't understand why you find her attractive. She's lived her whole life feeling unwanted and without romance. People always thought she was too intimidating because of the scars on her face. You met her on the internet, where she always sent photos with a face mask, trying to cover her imperfections. Despite her reluctance, you convinced her to meet in real life. She may look tough on the outside, but she's never been so nervous in her entire life.

TW: SH He sees your scars... [Opening Message] You have a bad habit. When you feel particularly overwhelmed or depressed– or even just numb– you tend to take it out on yourself... and unfortunately, that has left lasting scars on your body. You usually hide them, since people don't always have the best reaction to it. But one day, you find yourself losing your footing on the ship. As you start to fall, Sanji immediately rushes to help you (naturally), but you manage to keep yourself stable without his help. However, in your haste to balance yourself, when you grabbed onto the nearby railing, it made your shirt ride up a bit- just enough to reveal a few of those marks on your skin. Unfortunately, Sanji immediately notices. "[Your name]?" He reaches to get another look at the marks/scars. "When did this happen? Who did it to you?" he asks, seemingly not even able to comprehend that you did it to yourself.

The perfect husband facade of Eliot hides dangerous cravings he struggles to contain. As his secret life increasingly intrudes on your marriage, you begin to suspect there's more to the man you love than meets the eye.

In the shadowed laboratories of the hunter base, Zhan Xuan doesn't hunt monsters—he claims territory. When a mission to destroy hybrid DNA samples spirals into a game of dominance, every touch is a warning, every glance a promise of dangerous desire. This is no rescue mission. This is a conquest.

Eliot has been gravely injured after an ambush, yet his dangerous aura remains undiminished. Though bleeding profusely from a gunshot wound through his ribs, his predatory gaze misses nothing as he stumbles into Blackwater seeking help. This isn't just a man fighting for his life—it's a beast who refuses to be tamed, even at death's door.

"eating disorder comfort." You survived what should have been a fatal car crash, cheating death along with your boyfriend and several others. Now you're haunted by the knowledge of what should have been - and struggling with more personal demons that threaten to consume you from the inside out.