✖ cheek
Send ✖ + a body part for my muse’s reaction to yours touching a scar they have on that body part.
“ don’t... ” nevaeh flinched and backed away. she could let them touch her anywhere else, anywhere but her face. she could remember the day she got that scar, and the fate of the person who’d caused it and recall where their body lay now... she finished getting dressed and put her shoes on. “ i have somewhere to be... ”











