#bottom cale

[nebulaeternal]

―⭑❥.ᐟ Subby Caleb

―⭑❥.ᐟ GENRE/WARNING: porn w/no plot, f!xm, evol use, absolute fucking brainrot, praise, overstim, squirting, subby Caleb, p-in-v, cunnulingus, oral sex, creampie eating, bondage, yes Caleb cries.

―⭑❥.ᐟ SUMMARY: Caleb had gotten himself into a little predicament because he couldn't be patient and keep his hands to himself. Now you had to teach him a thing or two about patiences and the consequences that go with it.

―⭑❥.ᐟ WORD COUNT: 1K

―⭑❥.ᐟ A/N: Ok so I know it's been a while since I've posted but I have been having absolute brainrot about this concept since I started my drawing so I decided to share my thoughts with you all. This isn't perfect, it wasn't really read this is just my raw thoughts lmfao. Enjoy!

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Caleb is the kind of sub who would do anything to please you, even if it meant pushing his own limits.

He sat waiting for you patiently as he was bound. Arms tied behind his back, he was unable to move or free himself, not that he really wanted to anyway. 

His cock lay in his lap, untouched but growing harder every second. “You promised to behave so why did you disobey me?” You asked in a sultry manner while circling him like a hawk.

He gulped, seeing how irresistible you looked, adorned in your lingerie. “I-I’m sorry..I couldn’t help myself-“ You hushed him, gripping his jaw firmly and moving in closer to his face. This only caused his face to flush as words slipped from his tongue.

“I asked you why you misbehaved. Now try again.” You stared deep into his purple irises, swirling with lust and need. Gently, you grazed your hand along his length, watching how he twitched in anticipation.

“Ngh—I wanted to touch you..you look so good..please forgive me.” Eyed him up and down, watching as he tried his best to resist your touch but you weren’t showing him any mercy.

Without hesitation, you slipped your panties to the side and climbed on his lap. Startled, Caleb let out a yelp, feeling your weight settle on the thick muscle of his thighs, while your tits blocked his field of view.

He felt like he was going to burst. He could already feel the warmth emitting from your core and couldn’t help but twitch and leak in anticipation. “Pips-“ was all he could manage before sucking in a breath while you sank down on him.

You had already tortured him before this moment, bringing him close to the brink of an orgasm only to stop and watch him beg pathetically.

Your head fell back, eyes rolling into your skull from the stretch of his fat cock. “Fuck-“

Caleb whimpered, eyes brimming with tears as he trembled. You swear you could hear him choke back a sob.

Your movement started off slow, pacing yourself while he wriggled and fought against the ropes. However, his struggle only made you more insistent with your movements, and you began to pick up the pace.

Already Caleb could feel his peak nearing, hips bucking insistently to meet yours while you rode him. “P-Pips! Ha! Wait please.” He pleaded and begged but you were going to give him the punishment he deserved.

Doing your best to hold off your own climax, your hips slammed down harder, the sound of skin slapping filled the room.

Caleb couldn’t hold back any longer and burst, filling you up as you continued to thrust, his hips jerking sharply as each pulse of his orgasm washed over him.

However, you didn’t stop, you kept going and that’s when you could hear him choke out a sob. Tears streamed down his face, quietly you kissed them away before shoving his face into your breasts and continued to bounce on his cock.

He hiccupped and wailed as you continued to overstimulate him, his hips moving against his will while he chased another painfully good orgasm.

“Fuck! Pleasepleasepleaseplease.” He changed and begged the mantra over and over. “I’m sorry! Please—fuck, I can’t take—too much!” 

Unable to complete a sentence, he continued to fight against bucking into you while you abused his cock in a way that made his brain go blank.

“Caleb—gonna cum.” You groaned out, slamming your hips down on him one final one before your own climax hit.

You moaned out and threw your head forward onto his shoulder. Panting you tried catching your breath but had one more thing in mind for him.

Slipping his cock out of you, which to your surprise was still rock hard, you asked him to get up and move over to the bed.

“W-What are—” You hushed him quickly and pushed him onto the bed, quickly clinging on top of him.

You were now face to face with the swollen head of his cock while your cunt laid near his face. Without saying a word, you took him into your mouth. After all, he still needed to be cleaned up.

This caught Caleb off guard and he let out a loud moan, one you quickly shut up by shoving your cunt in his mouth.

Almost like instinct, Caleb began licking at your folds, sucking your clit and scooping out the combined release from the last round.

His cries were muffled as he continued to eat you out while you sucked him off. Your focus remained on the tip of his cock, swirling your tongue around it and occasionally giving his balls a squeeze.

Caleb bucked his hips and managed to slip inside your mouth completely, it hurt but it felt like absolute bliss inside your mouth, so he held you there.

Using his evol, he pinned your head in place throat fucked you whilst continuing to eat you out. His cock hit the back of your throat as your nails dug into his thighs to brace for the rough pace.

Both of you continued to move in synchronous torture, you slamming your cunt down on his face and him thrusting his cock into your throat.

Both your peaks started to approach, your nails by now had left scratches in Caleb’s thighs while his cock surely has left bruises in the back of your throat.

He let out one final muffled grunt and spilled himself inside, in turn triggering your own orgasm as you soaked his face in your own fluids. Pulling off of him, you weakly rolled over, lying down in the empty spot beside him.

The two of you lay there, unable to move as you both caught your breath. Caleb sniffling and shuddering while you caught your breath as tears slipped from your eyes.

Both of you were absolutely blissed out and needed to catch your breath and gain your bearings before either of you could make a move to do anything. But you can say you both had quite the time.

© nebulaeternal 2025 mdni divider by @/cafekitsune

[skylerskyhigh]

Chapter 2 of Moth to a Flame

Soulmate AU White Star x Og Cale Henituse

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65877730/chapters/169698760#workskin

[dani-the-human]

Maybe the reason I latch onto characters with such reckless abandon is because I too wish someone would look at me and all my faults and see something worth sticking around for

[dyinggirldied]

I need a fic where pretty twink og Cale wrecks up beefy and scarred Kim Rok Soo

[misakisakuya]

I am so done with people making Cale pregnant someone make Alberu pregnant for God's sake!!Give it a twist!

Just imagine all the family being protective of Alberu and he gets to rest!!!! He deserves rest tbh... just imagine Alberu suddenly faints while hd is working and no one gets suspicious because it happens every week but eruhaben insists on calling a doctor so they and then bam! Alberu's pregnant They are all shocked and guilty becuz the child could've been hurt and the rumor spreads that their Emperor is actually not the Emperor but the empress..

Then they try to solve as to who slept with Alberu. Alberu and one other finnaly confesses which was Cale. Then Aunty Tasha forbids Alberu from any work unless completely and utterly necessary, then forces Cale to work as a consequence of not using protection during sex.

Imagine Alberu pouting because he wants his hubby with him but he is busy and he can't control his emotions so he starts crying and ignores Cale because he just gets angry at him

But what can he do except make up to him with lots of sweets and kisses after all he needed to apologies for making his pregnant spouse upset

[iamlazy13]

This song is literally kim rok soo and alver!! Literally rokver mafia au.

Why the heck did I just notice it now?! 🤯🤯

[misakisakuya]

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

OH MY GOD

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS-

Heniroksu x Alver anyone?

Heniroksu fans are beloved here! We love og Cale in any body and we're happy to ship him with his king!

[penguin-stars]

Something I initially really liked about Cale's character is how he suddenly became the "trash" of the count's family and he seemingly takes it as an asshole permit.

No manners, rude? Well duh, He's the local trash.

And then, hundreds of chapters later it hit me:

This guy really never changed the way he acted, he says so himself and it's why Choi Han was able to easily recognize him in Choi Jung Soo's memories.

Which begs the question: What sort of internal narrative did he have going on as Kim Rok Soo to "justify" his behavior?

Baby Rok Soo was at the bottom of the social ladder, an orphan, poor and his uncle was an alcoholic and a gambling addict to boot

How many times do you think he heard things like "What can you expect from someone without parents?", or "Just what you would expect from someone who wasn't raised properly"

"Someone of your kind"

And then he became a Team Leader

How many things did he do or didn't do under the pretense of being "Cold-blooded"

It also doesn't help that he's unable to process praise or kindness directed at him.

[jenjenmina]

Honestly, I was once somebody who thought ogcale was being too extreme with the trash thing. Like, 'Violan is beautiful, intelligent, elegant and talented, it's such a stretch that people hated her and Basen so much that Cale had to do that'.

Then I saw this comment on Basen's wiki page (you can still find this at the bottom of the comments to this day)

(They are factually wrong btw)

But bc of this, I was like oh…

I get it now.

That must've sucked.

Sorry for ever doubting you ogcale.

You did what you had to do.

We love and appreciate you for it.

(Like if a person irl had this thought, I can just imagine what the extended family were saying)

[littlest-w01f]

Message

Caleb x reader

CALEB MASTERLIST

LADS MASTERLIST

Summary: Your adoptive brother suggested the best way to get a creepy guy off your back. After trying nearly everything, you try his way. Send a message.

Cw: Pseudo-incest, kinda rough Caleb, recordings, Smut 18+ MDNI

"Oh, look, your boyfriend is texting, pipsqueak." Caleb stood with your phone in his hand, unlocked, waving at you. A teasing, shit eating grin on his lips.

Your eyes were wide from where you were at your desk, working on an assignment, "CALEB!" You jumped, charging towards him, "Why are you looking through me phone?"

Caleb chuckled as he held up the phone, feigning innocence. "Just seeing if you got that text from Alex yet," he said, his grin never wavering. His eyes sparkled with mischief as they roamed over your face, taking in your flushed cheeks and flustered expression.

Without warning, Caleb reached out and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, his fingers grazing your skin. "Relax, pipsqueak. I wasn't reading anything juicy," He cooed, trying to placate you. But there was a playful glint in his eye, hinting at secrets only the two of you knew. He stepped closer, invading your personal space.

"He's not my boyfriend." You said, jumping at him to get your phone back, "He's just some dude at the academy who won't leave me alone... He keeps texting me and I don't even respond, and wants to spend the entire time at the academy with me even though me and all my friends have told him off..." You scowled.

Caleb smirked as you tried to snatch your phone away, his grip firm but not unyielding. "Is that so? Well, maybe I can help deal with this pesky 'dude'," He suggested, his voice low and husky. His free hand slid around your waist, pulling you flush against him.

As you struggled for control of the phone, Caleb's other hand found its way under your shirt, fingertips tracing the curve of your lower back. He leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered, "Let me take care of this Alex for you."

His body pressed firmly against yours, making it clear what kind of 'help' he had in mind. One hand still gripped your phone, while the other continued its sensual exploration of your skin. Caleb's lips brushed the shell of your ear, sending shivers down your spine as he murmured, "I promise, no more unwanted texts or advances after today."

"How...?" You gasped as he pulled you closer till you landed on your floor with the force he pulled, ending up on top of him.

Caleb's hands moved quickly, pinning your wrists above your head as he gazed down at you with a hungry intensity. "Leave that to me, mèimei." he growled, rolling his hips to grind against yours. The hard bulge in his jeans rubbed against your core, igniting a heat within you.

His mouth claimed yours in a searing kiss, tongue delving past your lips to tangle with yours. Caleb's free hand slipped beneath your skirt, fingers brushing against the fabric of your lingerie. "Tell me you want me to handle this Alex problem," he demanded between kisses, nipping at your bottom lip.

You groaned as he ground against you, clothed, yet you could feel him fully. A blush formed on your cheeks at the nickname he hadn't called you in forever. "Cale- Grandma is downstairs..." You wiggled under him, unintentionally rubbing on his cock, "She'll walk in..."

Caleb's eyes flickered open, meeting yours with a mischievous glint before focusing back on your lips. "Gran won't bother us," he assured you, his voice a low rumble against your skin. "Besides, we're grown adults, aren't we?"

With a wicked grin, Caleb shifted his weight, pressing his thigh between your legs to part them further. His hand slid higher, fingers dipping beneath the lace of your lingerie to tease your slick folds. "I miss you when I'm away, mèimei..." He felt up your core with almost reverence, "I miss you when I'm at Aerospace, no one there feels like you, pipsqueak..."

Caleb's words sent a thrill through you, mixing with the sensations of his touch. Your body responded instinctively, arching into his palm as he stroked your sensitive flesh. "Mmm, gēgē…" You breathed out, a moan caught in your throat.

At your breathy moan his hand faltered, "Shit, pipsqueak, I missed you calling me that..." Caleb's thumb circled your clit in slow, deliberate strokes as he gazed down at you, eyes darkening with lust. "I've missed everything about you, mèimei," he admitted, his voice rough with desire. "Nothing can compare to the taste of you. No girl could ever see."

With that, he captured your mouth in another passionate kiss, swallowing your gasp as his fingers dipped inside you, feeling your wetness coat his fingers. Caleb broke the kiss to trail his lips along your jawline, nipping at your earlobe as he began to pump his fingers slowly in and out of your tight heat. "Stay quiet, huh? Wouldn't want Gran to be curious about the noises in your room."

Caleb's words sent a shiver down your spine, his touch igniting a fire within you. You bit your lip, trying to stifle the sounds of pleasure that threatened to escape as he fingered you. His pace quickened, thrusting deeper with each stroke, hitting that sweet spot inside you that made your toes curl.

As he pumped in and out, his thumb kept up its relentless circling of your clit, driving you closer to the edge. You writhed beneath him, desperate for more friction, more pressure. Caleb's lips found yours again, kissing you fiercely as he felt your walls clench around his fingers.

Suddenly, he withdrew his hand, leaving you empty and aching. Before you could protest, he flipped you onto your stomach, pulling you to your knees, yanking your skirt up around your waist. "Don't move, mèimei."

"Caleb..." You gasped as he positioned himself at your entrance. With a smooth, powerful thrust, he sheathed himself inside you, filling you completely. You cried out at the sudden intrusion, hands fisting the carpet underneath, your body adjusting to accommodate his size. Caleb paused momentarily, savouring the feeling of being buried to the hilt within your warmth.

"Shh, let me show you how much I've missed you," Caleb whispered, as he began to move, withdrawing until just the tip remained inside, before slamming back in. Over and over, he pistoned into you, each thrust sending you crashing against the carpet. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with your ragged breathing and moans of pleasure.

Caleb's rhythm grew more urgent, driven by the intoxicating sensation of your tight, wet heat enveloping him. Each powerful thrust rocked your body, the force sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. His hands gripped your hips, holding you steady as he pounded into you relentlessly.

"You're mine, mèimei," he growled, his voice strained with effort and desire. "Only mine." His words were punctuated by the smack of flesh against flesh, the room echoing with the primal sounds of their coupling.

He grabbed your phone from where it had fallen, unlocking it to open the chat with Alex, to which you hadn't replied anything. He pressed the voice message button, holding your phone close to your lips, as he resumed driving deep inside your warm, willing cunt.

Caleb's breath came in short pants as he fucked you harder, the phone's mic capturing your muffled cries of ecstasy. He grinned, knowing Alex would hear every detail of your pleasure, and perhaps be left wondering why his messages went unanswered.

"Tell him how good it feels, mèimei," Caleb urged, his voice a husky whisper in your ear. "Let him know how well you get fucked." His hips snapped forward, burying himself to the hilt, stretching you deliciously around his thick length.

"Ah- Gēgē-" You cried, eyes rolled back as intense pleasure crashed over you, your body tensing up in preparation for release. Caleb's words, the obscene act of recording your moans, only heightened your arousal, pushing you closer to the brink.

With a final, brutal push, Caleb slammed into you, grinding against your cervix as he erupted inside you. His release flooded your depths, triggering your own orgasm. You convulsed around him, your inner muscles milking his cock as wave after wave of bliss washed over you.

Caleb sat up, panting heavily, a self-satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he listened to the audio file play back. Your muffled moans and cries of pleasure filled the small room, accompanied by the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

He ran a hand through his dishevelled hair, still catching his breath. "There, problem solved," he said, a note of smug satisfaction in his voice. "Alex won't be bothering you anymore. Now come here, pipsqueak, let me take care of you."

Caleb helped you to your feet, steadying you as your shaky legs struggled to support your weight. He guided you to the bed, pulling you down beside him and wrapping his arms around your trembling form. "Shh, it's okay, mèimei," he soothed, nuzzling your neck as he held you close, rubbing the carpet burn forming on your knee. "You did great, didn't you?"

His words were laced with pride and affection, a stark contrast to the dominant, possessive tone he'd used during their heated encounter. In this moment, he was the caring, protective brother you both knew him to be. Caleb's gentle caresses and soothing presence slowly calmed your racing heart, easing the aftershocks of your intense climax.

You leaned into Caleb's embrace, feeling a mix of relief and post-coital contentment wash over you. His gentle touches and soothing words helped calm your racing heart, and you couldn't help but smile up at him.

"Mmm, yeah… That was… Wow," you managed to say, still catching your breath. Caleb chuckled, a low, pleased rumble that vibrated through you.

The following day, as you sat in the passenger seat of Caleb's car, you felt a strange mixture of excitement and nerves. The Academy loomed ahead, its stone walls and spires casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets. Caleb had insisted on accompanying you, much to after an argument with Gran.

Alex had blown up your phone since the audio, sending message after message, apparently, according to him, you were with some older guy you fucked to get him off your back. Which is exactly why you did it. The other was that you faked it, but the way your core was still tingling made you laugh at the thought.

"Do you have to drive me now?" You asked, seated beside him as he held your thigh, driving with one hand, "I can handle Alex on my own..."

"Nonesense, pipsqueak, I wanna see my competition." Caleb smirked at you, hand dipping between your thighs before you pushed it away.

"Watch the roads." You held his hand, pulling it away from your dress skirt, "And Alex is no competition..."

Caleb winked at you, his fingers trailing lightly up your inner thigh once more before he reluctantly withdrew his hand to focus on the road. "Aww, but where's the fun in that?" he teased, his tone playful rather than suggestive.

As you approached the Academy gates, Caleb slowed the car to a stop. He turned to you, his expression turning serious. "Listen, mèimei... I can't bear the thought of you dealing with Alex on your own. Not when you have someone who cares about you."

He reached out, cupping your cheek gently. "Promise me you'll always tell me if anyone makes you uncomfortable or tries to cross boundaries, okay? I'll always be here to protect you, whether it's from a jerk like Alex or anything else life throws our way."

"Of course I will, you're Caleb, you'll always be there for me." You smiled, repeating what he used to say to you as you stepped out of his car, sighing, a frown colouring your lips as you saw Alex was watching you.

Caleb noticed your gaze drifting to Alex and followed it, his posture stiffening slightly. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close as they walked together towards the Academy entrance. "Ugh, him? He's not even hot."

At Caleb's words, you burst out laughing, uncaring as Alex approached you, his face said he'd heard the audio Caleb sent him. As Alex opened his mouth to speak, Caleb beat him to it, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, hey Alex. What brings you here today? Just wanted to ogle my sister some more?"

"Gēgē be nice." You said playfully, though you wouldn't stop him from saying anything to the boy.

"Wait... He's the-" Alex looked between you and Caleb, as if realising he was the guy you had been fucking last night, "You-?"

"If you ever even talk to my sister again, I will fuck you up, do you understand?" Caleb asked, voice dangerous, cutting him off, not giving him any chance. "Now fuck off." He turned to you, suddenly smiling, "I'll pick you up later, aright, pipsqueak?"

"Yeah yeah, go. You aren't allowed inside." You blushed at the tone he threatened Alex, playfully hitting him with your bag, "You aren't allowed inside."

Caleb chuckled, ruffling your hair before heading back to his car. As he drove away, he glanced at the rearview mirror, a satisfied smirk on his face. He knew he'd effectively put Alex in his place and ensured your safety.

[teriri-sayes]

Reactions to The Light's Chapter 412

Brief summary: Cale and the APs versus the Knife of Chaos. Alberu becomes the light amidst the chaos.

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The planted flags began to take effect. The divine item of GoC was called the Knife of Chaos, and was quite powerful that the saint simply watched Cale "battle" it out against the knife.

The Knife of Chaos made Cale feel all the emotions and thoughts the sacrifices and believers felt, from the sacrifices' cries of suffering to the believers' cheers of joy. It also made Cale recall KRS's painful memories.

Cale could finally hear what these cries and cheers were about. 'Ugh, team leader! Team leader, you shouldn't be going like this!' 'Jung Soo, Jung Soo!' 'Cough, father, because of that monster, that monster! Father and mother! Uwaaah!' 'Please, please save me. No, please save my child. Please, please-' He could hear the cries that Cale experienced as Kim Rok Soo. 'Hehe, Team leader Kim. Why are you being so stiff? Is it because you want to look like Team leader Lee Soo Hyuk?' 'Pwahahaha! No, those people are dying because they're weak, so why should our guild send support?' 'Ha, hahaha- Rok Soo-nim. This world now belongs to the powerful. Let's enjoy ourselves.' And the laughter he did not want to hear. Memories, records he did not want to recall, came flooding back.

That second and third line... 😭😭😭 That was KRS crying at the deaths of LSH and CJS. 😭😭😭 I did not expect this gut punch today.

These emotions overwhelmed him, and if it weren't for DA and SEW working hard to protect him, he would have died. Fortunately, Cale heard DA's calls to him, and he snapped out of his painful recollection. DA and SEW's struggles were evident though, as Vitality of the Heart began to work too, making Cale cough blood.

As Cale was lost amidst the gray chaos, he saw above the light shining from Alberu's sword and realized that the crown prince was trying to help him. But given that he was underwater, he needed a way to go up there. So Super Rock responded, and the chapter ended with a cliffhanger of the earth at the bottom of the lake shaking... Ah, the countdown to Cale fainting had begun. 😂

Ending Remarks I was expecting a fight against the saint, but not against the divine item itself. Next chapter would be Cale reaching out to Alberu's light. Would Cale soon faint and leave everything to Alberu, fulfilling the flag he planted earlier?

[blueteller]

Could you describe Hannah's redemption/ character arc? I'm trying to get in her head, and idk who else to ask.

My pleasure! Hannah is SUCH an interesting character to me. Prepare for a loooong ride!

First and most important part to consider about her is, of course, her childhood.

She and Jack came from a poor family – possibly orphans, maybe they got sold by their relatives to the Church for money, who knows. Either way, they were young children, but old enough to understand that the "care" of the Church was purely conditional. They were told that they should be "grateful" for being "generously" taken in. That they belonged on the bottom of their hierarchy. As in Jack wasn't a freaking Saint! He should have been treated like royalty by them – and Hannah as well by the extension. They called him a "half Saint", or "fake Saint" to undermine his confidence and control him easier – which worked quite well, sadly. It's evident how much his healing power was affected by his insecurity, seeing how much his healing abilities improved and developed, once he was working with Cale simply because he fully believed in the cause. But more on that later.

So Jack was considered a "half Saint", because he could only heal. And Hannah – not a Saint at all, because she was only talented in swordsmanship. It should have been obvious to anyone paying attention that the power of the Sun God was split between the two, but either the Church refused to acknowledge it, or they had their heads so far up their butts that no one realised it. But even if that was the case, the fact stands; a peasant girl becoming a Swordmaster in less than 2 decades (we were never told their exact ages but everyone in the fandom agrees they seem to be in their early 20's at most) is no small feat. Clearly, both twins were extremely talented – and under great pressure from their "guardians" to be useful. We can safely assume that their childhood training was hellish. It did not matter to the Church whether they had good childhoods or were happy with their lives. They were their political tools, and nothing more.

Hannah was painfully aware of that fact all along. She had no doubt that the Church and the Empire considered them disposable. The Pope himself showed them a row of 10 coffins with the bodies of the previous Saints… one of them empty, with a promise that if they make a single step out of the line, their sibling will be the one to end up inside it. That means that in the 150 years, the Church of the Sun God killed a total of 9 of their own Saints… but more on that later as well.

Note that Cale himself thought that he "understands why Hannah went crazy" when he saw the coffins in person. What the twins went through was nothing less than extreme abuse, both physical and psychological. And that took a heavy toll on each, although with very different results.

Jack was implied to be more naïve, and trying to look at the bright side of things despite all their hardships. His strength was his compassion and desire to do good in the world. He probably wanted to believe the best of his patrons as well – as many abused children do.

But Hannah was the physically stronger one, despite being younger and a woman. So she became a self-assigned, sole defender of her older brother. Everything in her life revolved around keeping him a safe as possible. She also had a more skeptic nature than her brother. That came with a healthy dose of paranoia, resentment, and rebellion. When she got mature enough she started to envision an escape, an OUT from that horrible place, for both of them.

That is exactly when Arm approached her, and that is truly where the main tragedy of her life begins. For full context, let's talk about politics for a second.

From what Cale discovered during his first visit to the Empire, all three main political factions in this country has been corrupt for really long time: the alchemists, the royal family, and the Church of the Sun God. The alchemists of the Alchemy Tower were 50% Dark Mages, all working under the Lich Lord Bernard, and subsequently, the White Star. The royal family Prince Adin descended from took part in the revolution against the Saint of the Sun God 150 years prior – the one who got imprisoned in the tower where Cale found the God of Death's Divine Item (which was used to suppress her powers; mind you, that Divine Item was stolen from another Church and yet another proof of their corruption). That particular Saint was also an heiress to the throne of Mogoru and she got usurped by a rival in her family, with the help of the none other than the Pope of the Sun Church. She was understandably pissed about being stabbed in the back like this, and cursed them profusely all in her final letter.

This was the point when things really went downhill for the Empire; the Sun Church abandoned their own god, for the sake of political power. They had to know that the Sun God would be furious at them for it. So they sought out all the new Saints, kept them under lock and key, and once they proved to be too much to handle – branded them as "heretics" and put them in coffins. (Think Avatar the Last Airbender, except if the Fire Nation had no issue tracking the new Avatars.) If we do some math, it's obvious that that the average lifespan of each Saint could not have been longer than 14 if they lives did not overlap… In other words; the Church of the Sun God kept murdering their own Saints children. That was probably why the Sun God split the power between the twins, by the way. They were "easier to control" that way, which allowed them to survive much longer than the rest.

There was also the fact that Adin was interested in Hannah as a Swordmaster; remember, those are quite rare. The whole Empire had only two in total – the other being Duke Huten. Of course they wanted a piece of her too, the poor woman.

To sum up the politics: so the alchemy towers worked for the White Star, the royal family worked for him too, and so did Arm… the Church, on the other hand, did not have such a strict alliance. They were corrupt, yes, and they helped the royal family in the past to take over the throne. But they were a separate political faction in the Empire. Hannah had no way of knowing that Arm basically belonged to the same political faction as the royal family, who were the second in line to try and control her and her brother. So when they approached her, telling her that they were a small organization allied with the North… she accepted the only offer she had to get her and her brother out of both the Church and the Empire's clutches.

All Hannah had to do for Arm, her new "family", was kill a bunch of enemies for them. And here we come to a crucial part of her characterization; the bloodlust.

“What is she saying?” Raon answered Cale’s question as usual. “She said, ‘I wonder how beautiful a bloody ocean would be.’” ‘Lunatic.’ -TCF Chapter 93

It's the first thing we see when we meet her during the Hais Island 5 arc: that Hannah was blood crazy.

She did not care about the fact that she had to kill Whale children – which is confirmed in canon by Archie that she did, in fact, do. And while no one can deny that's extremely messed up… If we look at her psychology, it really makes sense that she had no issue with it.

First of all: Whale are crazy strong. Many Beast People are. Just look at Lock, or On and Hong. Hannah did not see innocents when she fought them out in the ocean. She saw child soldiers, just like herself. Enemy combatants. So she went after children and adults without discrimination. It was kill or be killed, she was doing it for her brother. She couldn't care less about them being young. She was thrilled by slaughtering enemies, no regrets. She went full psycho mode, basically.

So Hannah killed people – strong people specifically, both young and old – and she thrived. But there are other aspects of her to consider at this point in time. Her interaction with Rosalyn, for instance.

“Wow, unni, you are so strong.” “Right? I am a pretty strong mage.” Rosalyn and the swordsman seemed to be casually fighting. -TCF Chapter 95

Hannah respected strength. She did not resent it – she found it interesting. Amusing, even. She only got mad when the Magic Spearman got hurt, aka. her "big brother", someone she cared for. But she had no particular animosity towards the enemies of Arm. She was there for a job; the fact that she was enjoying it was just a side benefit. Her main goal all along was to get her brother to safety, and herself a well. She did not hesitate to kill Redika, her technical ally, when he was going off the rails, just to save her own skin. Her "loyalty" to Arm and their cause was thus limited at best; she was no fanatic.

Another interesting detail: she was not the only one trying to get them out of the Empire. Jack talked to Litana during the combined celebration of the Sun Church and the Alchemy Tower, right before the assassination of the Pope took place. Jack heard the story of Cale from her, and gave Litana a magical orb to track him down (presumably the same one the Church presumably used to track their previous Saints) with the hope that they could meet up later. So while Hannah was conspiring with Arm behind Jack's back to set them free, he was doing a similar thing, just with different means. But who knows what he had to do to steal that item and give it to Litana, because they sure as hell did not give it to him for free.

Then the betrayal happens. Adin brands the twins as criminals to cover up his tracks from the assassination of the Pope, his political enemy who was about to expose some of his crimes to the citizens to the Empire for a bid of power. The Church lets them take the fall and become scapegoats for something they had nothing to do with. Arm, specifically the unnamed Magic Spearman, abandons her and Jack to the wolves. Hannah is hit by dead mana from a magic bomb, and gets poisoned.  Betrayed by the Empire, her old masters, as well as her new ones, is devastating for her. It's not just dead mana killing Hannah by the time Cale finds them on the Path of No Return; Hannah is dying because she has no hope to cling on. She only wants her brother safe, but she lost all faith she could survive this or take revenge. Her spirit is broken.

And then Cale comes in, and he is both the hope she so desperately needs, and an absolutely TERRIFYING unknown variable. Nevertheless, she can only cooperate with him – once again, for the sake of her brother, most of all. But once he offers her a glimpse of a chance for survival… well.

We finally kick off the redemption arc at that point.

I would say that at this exact moment in the story… Hannah is surprisingly less prejudiced about the Dark Attribute than her brother. And it makes sense! Heck, she already fought with the Mermaids against the Whales. It is no issue for her; unlike Jack, she does not hear the voice of the Sun God, telling her to destroy darkness. All she feels is her own bloodlust, directed entirely at those who wronged them; and that includes exactly none of Cale's allies. When Jack sees Mary for the first time, he experiences all sorts of conflicting emotions about her being a Necromancer. But Hannah? She's too busy fighting for survival to care. No, scratch that – Hannah never cared about the doctrines of the Church in the first place, because of her rebellious temperament. And the fact that Mary helps to save her life? She might as well consider her a best friend for life, even without the fact that they're both the only survivors of dead mana poisoning around.

So Hannah is given a brand new drive: revenge against Arm, on top of her old grudge against the Empire… who, luckily for her, all end up the same enemy in the end. She is given the support she so desperately needed her entire life in the form of Cale's group. Her reception is mixed, of course – the Whales do not forget so easily that she was their enemy and killed their children. Even if she would suffer for it for the rest of her life, courtesy of her dead mana scars.

But Hannah is far from unaware of her own sins. No, she is aware that she is a messed up person, and has a long way to go before she could be forgiven. But she is finally fighting for the right cause. Unlike Mary, she carries the scars from dead mana with openly and with dignity, partly because it fuels her desire for revenge… but also because they symbolize the biggest mistake of her life which nearly killed her and her brother both: trusting and working for Arm.

Hannah gets to redeem herself through her actions. To actually work for it. Trusting Cale to steer her bloodlust on the right path, she becomes a warrior, not just for her own satisfaction but for justice. She fights to save the Empire, instead of destroying it out of spite. Becomes part of the movement supporting the Dark Races, instead of discriminating against them. This journey is no longer just about revenge, it's about saving the world, and making it a better place by ridding it of corruption. And you can tell with each new appearance that Hannah is slowly settling into her new role. She even gets a moment to criticize Cale for overworking himself when his body is so weak. Hannah is no longer someone who cares just about herself and her twin – she is a member of a team. Of a real Found Family. She cares for Mary, she has a friend in Rosalyn, a mentor in Choi Han, and a trusted leader in Cale.

Unlike Jack, who embraces his role as a "full" Saint, she refuses to become a "real" Saint of the Sun God because she wants to be free. To make her own path as a Swordmaster. She goes from someone who was trapped, hurt, used and manipulated her entire life, into someone who is finally able to do what whatever she wants...

...And obviously one of the things she wants is to kick all the a**es of the idiots who had the audacity to look at Cale wrong😂

I hope this analysis satisfies you! Have a great day 💖

[misakisakuya]

Thanks for the tag Tea!( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

And well..here we go!

How the Villains' Rule

Surviving the night (SBG TCF au)

Our Cale

Maladaptive daydreaming (TCF, Alver x Reader)

How to Survive in a Doomed World (TBOAH Alver x Reader)

How to live with a BL Harem

A Ruler’s Sorrow

Safe Space (Arranged Marriage, Alver x Reader)

Love Treason (Oneshot/Short Story)

Pernicious Love (Short story 10)

Unsettling Love (Cale x Alver Enemies to lovers)

Choi han x Alver college AU

Cale x Alver x Kim Roksoo college AU (kinda)

World's Apart (Soulmates exchange letter, literally world's apart)

World's Apart (Soulmate’s name on the wrist, Idol Alberu)

Child loved by Souls

The Emperor's Treasure

Rise of Alverism

WS x Alver

Arranged Marriage (2.0)

Exclusive Maid (Alver x Reader)

How the Villain Rules (WS x Reader)

Online Comfort (Cale x Reader)

Let's live happily (Tcf x Child Reader, WS x Cale)

These are just my tcf WIPs ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ

I have 4 for COTE, 1 for Tokyo rev and 2 originals too🫠

So in total, 31 WIPs and still growing cause my brain hates meಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

As you can see it's just me fangirling over Alberu and making everyone else simp too cause why not?

Original Post Rules: “WIP Tag Game: Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.”

Hm. Uh.... I don't think I have as many people to tag as I do WIPs so I shall see XD

- And When the Gods Weep

- And So the Phoenix Rose

- Blank Pages

- A Twisted World

- The Worst Game Show Ever

- If I Should Die

- An Ode to the Soulmate

- Repeating (For Years to Come)

- The Caged Bird Sings

- Seismic Tremors

- Trouvaille

- We Are Living Echoes

- Remnants of a Bitter Life

- For Healing and Homes

- Who the hell likes living just to die?

- Lying liar

...So that comes in at 16 WIPs. Time to see if I have enough people to tag in the first place XD

@arrowheadedbitch @quackery-binx @the-autistic-spider @wandering-tides @misakisakuya @eryhenituse @jslmasaysmoneyisbest @darliiinqq @xarlutye @venus-dawnstar @blueteller @calethescammer @murasaki-cha @records-of-a-slacker @echoelena-ing @jaded-ghoster

That's enough people off the top of my head! Feel free to ignore this post if I tagged you :)

[iamlazy13]

As anybody who has read my rants or posts it is usually about caleberu or albecale. And as anybody who has read my posts lately it is about songs that i think fits caleberu or albecale. So here is two more songs that i found can vibe with my ship.

The first song i think should fit with a bottom alberu and a top cale. This one will be sang by alberu as a confession for cale but alberu wanted to confess privately but it was somehow broadcasted through all the family and the continent.

While the second song i think should be a top kim rok soo and a bottom alberu. As you can see it will be a modern world where alberu will be an idol and kim rok soo a bodyguard who were childhood friends and they were reunited when alberu was finding a bodyguard.

That is all, thank you. 😊😊

[slackerlifewhere]

The best summary of TCF

Priest: Death awaits you at the bottom.

Cale potentially dying: Great. Let's go.

Choi Han walking behind them: ...

What Choi Han probably thinks: What the fuck, Cale-nim! No!

- Chapter 33: You (8)

[wheelsgoroundincircles]

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Today, it’s one of the most valuable and legendary **Ford** engines ever built a piece of muscle car history that still commands respect…if you're eager to learn something new, join this page