OP I have tears in my eyes, I literally have the perfect wip saved in my files for this 🙏🙏🙏
I've been thinking. Dragons are the greatest beings in the world right? The rulers of mana, the living gods. With a flick of their wrist they can perform complex magic that human mages need to cast many complicated circles for. So here's the thing. Why do almost all the dragons have humanoid forms? Save for Raon, who simply refuses to polymorph, and Eruhaben, whose polymorphed form is an elf (which is not so different from a human) every other dragon we have come across across three worlds now has a human form. Sure, the human form is smaller than their real one. Convenient, easy to move around in. Easy to blend in into the human society. But the thing is, why do they need to blend in? Dragons like Exion and Eruhaben are exceptions who like to mingle with the humans. But dragons with superiority complexes like pretty much every other dragon we saw on Aipotu, and the loner dragons of Nameless 1 like Rasheel. Why do they need a human form? Why don't they ever polymorph into something like, idk, a cat? Maybe a freaking swan? Why always a human? Mila is understandable. But why did Rasheel appear in his human form at the palace (during his first appearance) when appearing in his dragon form would have been much more intimidating? He didn't have any reason to be considerate because he was pissed for having his sleep disturbed. And for beings at the pinnacle of magic it doesn't even make sense to take the humanoid form for the sake of convenience, because they can literally do nearly everything through magic! And creatures who are considered the most prideful and adamant about being unique to the point they don't take after their own parents, does it make sense to try to take the form of "lesser" creatures like humans? Again, Eruhaben and Exion are supposed to be exceptions. So why is almost every dragon we come across in humanoid form? I just don't understand!
note on describing mary's voice from the perspective of an in-universe character (who wouldn't know what a 'google translate' voice is)
“[a] child with a stiff voice ... [like] her vocal cords can no longer fluctuate.”
the implications? many, and all with great potential for fics.
not even just that, i'm in the 400ish chapters and han yoojin deadass tripped bc the building was shaking while checking on song tae won who was taking a bath?? butt naked??? and bro deadass gets up from the tub??? butt naked??? to steady him???? and proceeds to use his body to shield him from the shaking building???? this was described as 'almost as if in a hug' btw??????
It probably sounds like a joke or an exaggeration when fans of The S-classes that I Raised talk about how homoerotic this non BL novel is, but reading this book is wild sometimes. Yeah the main character can't go more than like two chapters without emphasizing how hot the men in his life are, but also some of these characters will have the most intense yandere thoughts about about him. The guy who the main character considers the peak of male perfection deadass thinks to himself "Even if Han Yoojin were collapsed completely, the process of pulling him together and setting him back on his feet would certainly be enjoyable" like he's the black bellied CEO male lead of an imprisonment manhwa
"Do you remember anything about me other than my name and my face?"
"My Item."
"I said to get rid of the possessive."
"So it was you after all."
[...]
"What was our relationship?"
"We both acknowledged each other's usefulness and agreed to use each other appropriately with mutual consent."And other than that, "A tour guide and a disgruntled customer. Ah, you're the guide."
"...What?"
"Also, I'm raising Sesung's hunter's child. You came to save me once when I was taken away by a dragon and somehow we ended up dancing together. You even risked one arm and an eye for me. We also participated in an auction house. That time, you were the customer and I was the product. In addition, you made me eggs sunny side up."
"Is this nonsense?"
"All of it was 100 percent pure truth. We also caught two SS-rank monsters together as a bonus, you know?"
Sung Hyunjae's eyes opened wide and he laughed silently. Maybe it was because of his mood, but he looked younger than usual.
"Did I say that I fell in love?"
"You even gave me roses."
"When?"
"When I destroyed the Hunter Association Building. You weren't there, I invited you to come and see, but you rejected me."
"That was my mistake." This time, he laughed out loud. I was glad to see him happy, but what do I do now?
crying screaming throating up-
I am so insane about this actually.
I wonder when Cale will have the conversation with Ron and Beacrox about his life as KRS. There’s always something standing in between that stops them from having that conversation!😭 I like how the Molan duo doesn’t press Cale about and are wanting for him to tell them. Knowing Cale’s personality he will info bomb them like he always does!🤣
op..🥹
Sometimes, all I want is for Cale to absolutely loose his shit.
Like kicking and screaming cursing about how his slacker life keeps getting away from him. Like we know how hilariously devastated he is as readers, but I don’t think those around him understand just how OBSESSED Cale is with achieving his slacker life.
Like I want them to know the batshit decisions this walking disaster has made for the sake of a peaceful slacker life rolling in money.
He has scammed, looted, burned, fought, bled, fainted, stabbed himself etc. just for that stupid slacker life. Or maybe just once, even though I know this may be OOC, I want Cale’s thoughts to be broadcasted out loud.
I don’t know, maybe he gets cursed or something and suddenly Alberu, Choi Han and company are in on the batshit insane voices in Cale’s head plus the terrible choices he makes to get his slacker (which only makes his slacker life go far away haha).
Like do y’all REMEMBER that one scene in Part 2 where Alberu asks Cale to tone himself down lest he births another religion in ANOTHER WORLD.
This dude’s thought process is an instant 0 to 100 percent. Bro does not know moderation.
Cale, feeds some kittens: Welp you’re part of the family now.
Cale, free a dragon who follows him around: Guess you’re my son now.
Cale, meeting feral Choi Han: Oh? Hi, protagonist of the novel who kicks my ass canonically that I could definitely just avoid meeting at all instead going out of my way to stalk to the gates of Rain City. Want a meal, a bed and mental stability?
Also Cale: Hehehe, but I’mma justify it saying that I’ll make all of you pay for your meals (even though in reality I’m just gonna sacrifice myself for y’all)
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My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
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From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
It just hits me that everytime Cale having those ‘I have an ominous/bad/iffed feeling’ moments is just his mind calculating and predicting the future based on the information he has through ‘Record’. It literally got mentioned when he took the Failure Test in the Sealed God Temple that his mind is constantly running, reviewing the past, analyzing every detail, and predicting the future.
So Cale, through cold logic, in his mind, totally knows for a fact those situations will come, he is basically just in deep denial about it all the time.
Friendly reminder that Mary is older than both Cale AND Alver. Do you think Alver used to call her Noona (when he went to the underground city) when he was younger?
supposed to be a wip account for #tcf stuff, currently rereading tscir and will occasionly post. no i have not read part 2
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