14 - Family
'I’m sorry, cousin,’ [Shukin] said bitterly. ‘You don’t deserve this.’
Shigeru reached over in the saddle and laid a gentle hand on his cousin’s shoulder.
‘I’m sorry, Shukin,’ he said. ‘I’m not complaining. I know you’re doing the best to keep me safe. I’ll be grateful for a straw bed in a leaky hut in some small village tonight.’
The Emperor of Nihon-Ja // Ch 10
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Ok I met this guy on tinder and we're talking about how nice it is to be in bed by 9. I think I'm in love
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(fyi if I reblog your fanart or reaction and you want me to Not, I will totally remove it. but man!!! I’ve been missing out on so much delicious stuff!!!!)
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Just saw someone say taylor "has the sex appeal of a dead fish" huh
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29. Shove hot coals beneath their clothing
For Louka 😈
This ask thing! Thank you! I had fun with this one.
CW: whumpee strips themself (non-sexual), self-burning (self-harm & whumpee using their body to put out a fire), conditioned/bad headspace
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Louka immediately begins to scream in pain. Coals weren't the worst of the punishments he'd been through. If he dared to remember that time in the past, he might've remembered being burnt before. However, this pain was different because the coals were trapped and hot and he couldn't escape.
Fear lit in his eyes as the coals began to light his clothes ablaze. No. No. No. No. Master won't forgive me. I can't let this happen.
It was a lesson Louka remembered well - he was worth less than the polenta that the prisoners ate, back when the was his world. Surely the expensive, rich blue fabrics were worth more than him.
Louka rushed to get the tattered, burning clothes off his body, tossing the coals to the side. The clothes were still burning, this time on the rug. Louka thought of nothing better to do than to roll on the clothes with his back. It hurt so badly, but his body was worthless. Master would understand that Louka was doing his duty as a slave, right?
Once the clothes had stopped burning, Louka looks back to the coals that were safely secured on the stone. He breathes a sigh of relief at not having to put out another fire, before another thought enters his mind.
Maybe, Master wanted me to burn.
Somehow, Louka found comfort in that kind of lie he often told himself. When the memories, like those of the night when he slipped Master's food, flooded his mind, the yellow-orange of the live coals looked more like gold than fire.
Slowly, fighting the urge to pull back, Louka cupped his hand around the live coal and allowed it to ground him, even if he knew that the mark would be there to stay.
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My cat has this thing where she won’t jump up onto my lap unless there’s a blanket on it. It’s like she doesn’t trust it to hold her otherwise.
Like do you not see these thunder thighs?? Ma’am, I’m an absolute unit, I promise my thighs can hold all seven pounds of you without the fortification of a thin fleece blanket.
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my friend told me that her boyfriend got her a super cool rock while they were on vacation together and you would not BELIEVE my disappointment when i realized she was talking about her engagement ring
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I know THS was initially Once-lers and so I don't get confused by this at all but... whenever I see old (or new!) fan art that creates a "timeline" from the THS kiddos to the Once-ler blogs or Truffula Flu AU, I get so much whiplash.
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