Non Native English Speaker - Blog Posts
Cale and his family are so fucking touch starved that it is not even funny. Give them all the platonic physical love they need.
Hugs anytime, because why fucking not? Let the kids run in their room and give Cale hugs at random times in the day. Make him try to awkwardly hug Rosalyn to congratulate her for her achievements. Allow Mary to receive all the hugs from the wolves when she lets them ride the skeleton dragon.
Good greeting cheek kisses and goodbye kisses: This is a tradition that started with the tiger, but everyone adopts it when they see each other after a long time or if someone is going to be far away from the Rock Village.
Forehead kisses, mostly from Lord Sheritt, who shows affection to the kids, but also to Cale because he has this cute and weak appearance.
Nap time with all the wolf kids because they are just big dogs and everyone has a weak spot for them and their puppy eyes. In the nap time, Beacrox puts soft blankets and pillows in the grass and sits with the kids while reading; he says it´s because someone needs to take care of them, but everyone knows it's a lie.
Rosalyn making hairstyles and taking care of Cale's hair. Loving how soft and easy to brush it's.
Cuddling with the tigers—that is just all of them sleeping under the sun in the garden. Cale not very secretly love this moment of the day because is literally big cats with fluffy and soft fur to lie with.
Basically, he and his family fixing and taking care of all the touch-starved lives they had. Alberu, Choi Han, Rosalyn, I bet nobody touched them nicely too much I'm their fucking lives.
I left the fandom about two years ago, I did not read the second part but here's my grain of sand (also: I'm not a native speaker, clearly):
Lee Soo hyuk and Choi Jung Soo saw the void that they left on his heart. The deep fissure in his soul that was formed when they died. They broke the promise and the price was almost too high.
Looking at this barely recognizable man that is tired to the bone and full of despair. Fighting with the savage ferocity of a wounded animal; protecting the things that he loves with blood and tears. They feel nothing but grief for the young man that was shy but share the love freely with soft smiles ten years ago.
They ask themselves if someday they can compensate kill the light in Kim Roksoo's eyes. His love still there, enough for everyone he meets but is visible when he gives it the pain and resignation. He loves with the knowledge of the power that is giving for breaking his heart over and over again.
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