#tcf glutton

[uncreative-dumpsterfire]

on their way to save a dragon and stop a terrorist attack. i can't be the only one who thinks og cale, kim rok soo, and the aps kinda act like a DID system in issue found in translation right? yeah this messy doddle was born out of that

issue found in translation by @fanfiction-artist-prototype

[hajidumps]

wait hold on

'After waiting for such a long time, she finally found a new person to protect'

Glutton, Cale's shield baby omfg---

Cale's ancient power were once human too. For Glutton who had failed to protect her friends, she was thankful for Cale. Cale had reconnected these ancient powers that were friends. Glutton had found her purpose again, Glutton had someone to protect again. The shield will protect someone again.

[therandomartmaker]

“The smile is such an almost close resemblance to the late Countess,”

- @natanije, Let’s Go By My Pace, a fic about Glutton, the Wood Ancient Power/Indestructible Shield wielded by Cale

“Hm?”

“Did you have a lover, Glutton?” On asks, curious, during one of the few times the Ancient Powers took over Cale’s body.

“I did! Well. Our relationship didn’t last long. Just enough for us to get together, have a child and for him to take custody and leave me,” Glutton says, eyes downcast and nostalgic. It wasn’t uncommon to have children young in Ancient times, and she was a teenager.

“You had a kid?!” Hong jumps in, wide-eyed and shocked at the idea of someone who sounded so young having a child, when few in Cale’s entourage even had a romantic relationship.

“Yup! You know, my lover had such beautiful red hair, it’s almost why I fell in love with him.”

“Like Cale’s?” Hong asks. Raon blinks, “Like the Human’s?” referring to Cale whom Glutton was currently piloting the body of.

Glutton grinned, carefree and nodded enthusiastically. “Exactly like Cale’s.”

Ron, meanwhile, was witnessing the conversation with the sudden realistion of two things;

1. Glutton could very well be attracted to the body of Cale through sheer hair colour.

2. Glutton could, also, very well be the ancestor of the Thames Family Line.

He was very inclined to ask the name of the man Glutton was talking about.

Everyone else in the room was oblivious to the butler’s sudden plight.

Natanije’s fic is obviously not mine, i’m sorry if I have tagged the wrong person, and this short excerpt is a plot bunny that hit me while I was reading her fic because I thought the quote at the beginning of this post was funny.