I keep wanting to press my socked foot to my leg, even though I'm aware doing that will probably just give me a rash. I know it will, but it's still really hard to resist doing it. I don't know why I'm so obsessed with this, but I'm worried about giving myself a rash with this.
I also have a sore thumb right now. The skin is sore and itchy. I must've done something, but I don't know what. I'll be fine, anyways. I'll be fine.
TW; rashes, some swearing, oh god these bitches gay as fuck
Characters; Firth!Montgomery Scott and Leonard McCoy
AU; this is for my Firth!Scotty AU where Scotty is a sea monster species (surprise its them again)
During shore leave McCoy excepted little to no injuries that would need attention. But still, he stayed aboard the Enterprise- just in case. Both for the skeleton crew still working, and if something dire happened- and the medical help on the planet wasn't enough to take care of it- he would be there. Prepared. Just like always. Or, like he always tried to be.
So it came to him as a surprise when the sickbay doors whooshed open and the familiar sound of heavy footsteps and an echo of claws against the metal floor rang in his ears.
Turning around, the doctor was immediately about to scold Scotty for whatever ridiculous danger he'd gotten himself in now, but the man stopped when he saw the sight of the engineer.
Scotty had been practically kicked out the door by Kirk, put on mandatory shore leave due to excessive work. Whatever happened to him wasn't some ploy to get out. No, the Scotsman looked genuinely uncomfortable.
âChris, Scotty. You're not looking so hot.â McCoy got up from his chair to come closer to the Firth, inspecting the damage. He got to see the manâs tail, and the sight made him gasp. âShit, Monty! The hell did you do?â
âSpa lotion.â He grit out carefully.
Lotion⊠McCoy had to think for a few seconds before it clicked. Scottyâs skin was highly sensitive to anything non-natural. That included lotions, body rubs, so on and so forth. The man had to use a very special and ridiculously complicated soap to wash his own body, or else he'd break out into a rash. Just like now.
His whole tail was puffed up, each scale flared out from the inflamed skin underneath. If you looked the right way you could see the redness of it all- even more so that his scales had lost some color from the lack of nourishment the lotion oh so helpfully provided.
âScotty, you know how sensitive you are.â The human had been through this rodeo before, so he carefully led him into a more secluded room where tubs were. They were mostly for regen, but they could be used for a full body soak to help with a rash.
âAh ken,â Scotty nodded, looking heavily ashamed as he was given a sign to stop in his tracks, watching as McCoy walked away to grab some scissors. âBut I dennea want taâ be rude.â
âAvoiding a breakout is rude. Noted.â McCoy replied with some edge, frustrated how Scotty once again stuck out his own neck to make someone happy. He understood the whole âI don't want to piss off some alien race!â because that's a genuine and acceptable fear everyone had when around a new species, but these aliens weren't new. They've been partners with the Federation for a while now.
The Firth huffed. âThat's not wha-â
âJust stay still.â
Scotty frowned but shut his mouth as the doctor carefully pulled away his shirt, and started to cut it away. They'd both learned the hard way that trying to remove clothing when flared up like this just resulted in discomfort and some scales flaking off. As the shirt was sliced, it gracefully fell off and reached the floor in a pile.
Then came the pants. Scotty stayed still as they were cut away, ignoring some embarrassment he felt. âWell it looks like you at least wore a towel.â McCoy said aloud as he saw the inflammation lessened around the edges of the engineerâs knees.
âCourse I did. I know better than to show myself off when I've got a perfectly good grumpy docâtr on the ship.â
That made the southern man lock eyes with Scotty. His brows furrowed. âAlmost your entire body is covered in a rash, yet you think this is prime time to butter me up.â The Firth smiled just a little, his eyes looking hopeful. McCoy ignored him and instead walked over to a large storage container, pulling open a cabinet and retrieving a tub of⊠Something. Then came a smaller container, and the cabinet was closed. âGet in.â
Deciding to not poke anymore, Scotty obeyed. He carefully lowered himself into the bathtub, hissing softly as his scales and skin screamed at the discomfort of touching the cold hardness of the bathtub. Thankfully the doctor was close behind, uncapping the larger of the two containers and started to pour it in.
It was cold, smelt something like aloe, but it needed to happen. It spilled out for a while longer until it was replaced with the other chemical, which smelt much better. Instead of the usual regen green most people would see, the slushy chemicals Scotty was laying in shifted to a soft blue hue from the reactant. Feeling the relief, Scotty mumbled an ashamed yet thankful âthank youâ as McCoy walked away to put the contents back into the cabinet.
When McCoy came back he hunkered down close to the tub. âFeel better now?â
Scotty gave a nod. âAye. Sorry ye had to do this. I know it's a hassle, n I should've-â
He was cut off by a pair of hands cupping his face, and lips against his own. Being silenced by a kiss wasn't the most unpleasant thing, in fact Scotty found himself relaxing. When McCoy pulled away he was still glaring, but his cheeks were flushed ever so slightly. âDon't apologize. Yes, you're an idiot for letting this happen, but then I wouldn't have the alone time with you. I should be thankful for your stupidity.â
âIt's nea stupidity, it's trying ta b-â He was cut off again by another kiss, this one hungry. Scotty felt a slight yank of his hair, which made him gasp in surprise. It was obviously planned as McCoy used it to his advantage to deepen the kiss. The engineer was reeling, dragged along by the ferocity of the human. Before he could reach up and touch McCoy back, the doctor pulled away from the kiss.
âTouch me with your gel covered hands and I'll cut them off.â
Scotty happily let his hands fall back into the gel, the inflamed scales cooling back off. âI cannea tell if ye love or hate me right now, Len.â
âBoth. God, both. You're such a selfless man that you'll allow yourself to develop a rash just because you don't want to seem impolite. But I'm happy because now you're here with me, alone in sickbay. Hiding this relationship is killing me, not seeing you is killing me.â
âYe could've come down to the planet with us, ye know.â
âAnd miss seeing you stripped to your boxers in a tub of rash gel? No, I'm glad I stayed on the Enterprise.â
The Firth huffed, feeling his own cheeks heat up. âSometimes I wonder why I put up with this abuse.â
âStockholm syndrome.â McCoy replied calmly.
Scotty snorted, and then laughed more openly when the joke registered. âChrist, love. What am I gonna do with ye?â
The doctor snickered too. âI should be asking the same thing.â He said before leaning in to give the Scotsman a kiss on the forehead. âYou get to feeling better. But not 100%, because I want a good excuse to keep you here with me.â
âI'm due for a physical, aren't I?â
There was a pause as McCoy mentally ran through the physicals he knew were up, and within a few moments he groaned. âYou're so smart, yet so dumb.â Before Scotty could ask what that was supposed to mean, he was shut up with another kiss.
hi! obligatory âIâm sorry if this sounds weirdâ since it Feels weird at all to ask these questions, but. Iâm AFAB and have an E cup size. For I think around half a year now Iâve been getting a really weird red area right under my breasts sometimes. Itâs slimy and smells weird (weird as in something wrong weird, not as in Normal Body Odor And I Havenât Showered In A While weird) and is extremely sensitive to touch. Not itchy though. It usually dies down or goes away after I shower, or if it persists, Iâve literally just gone to putting a heaping of baby powder under my breasts before I sleep. I donât know if it actually helps at all but it at least makes it more bearable to put a bra on since itâs not slimy. It looks a lot like a yeast infection, but Iâm not sure since I only get it under my breasts. and donât have any other symptoms. I just donât know if itâs a hygiene thing or if itâs something I should actually be worried about?
Iâm also on a few medications (including contraceptives) if it sounds like a common side effect to something! I just have no idea ;o;
Hi Anon,
Obligatory "not weird at all!"
A rash under the breasts (or between any skin folds!) is called intertrigo, and is very common, especially with larger breasts and with more body fat. There are a variety of potential causes ("differential diagnoses"), including irritation of the tissues, allergic reaction, psoriasis, and bacterial and yeast infections. The most common culprit is just irritation of the tissues rubbing together.
Whatever the cause, the first step is making sure the area is being cared for properly. This includes:
regular cleaning with mild soap
ensuring the area is dry before putting on a bra (pat dry or cool setting on blow-drying)
use a cotton bra with good support (separates bottom of breast from chest wall, if possible)
try using an antiperspirant containing 20% aluminum chloride (often called "Clinical strength") on the area
If these steps don't work on their own within a couple of weeks, then you are more likely to have a bacterial or yeast infection. A health provider will be able to tell you which and prescribe proper treatment, as these require different things. You could also try a topical (cream) antifungal (Lotrimin or Monistat) on the area for 2 weeks. If that also doesn't work, definitely make an appointment with a provider because it's more likely to be a bacterial infection at that point, which may require antibiotics (either oral or topical), or a topical steroid.
Hope this helps, Anon!
PS I generally advise against baby powder. You can use cornstarch instead, if the antiperspirant is not adequate.
