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Higher Than Heaven || csb

Told myself the first thing I'll do on this good Sunday was read Lexi's fic so hear I am hehe, Im so excited (❁´◡`❁)

Beomgyu may be your childhood friend, but habits hold on tight with him. It’s clear from the three years he’s worked at your animal shelter. Your parents always said he has good intentions, although he’s brash in decision-making. "The kid just asks for forgiveness more than permission most of the time," your dad would joke, and Beomgyu wouldn’t disagree.- something about this line warms my heart so much oh my god, I love Beomgyu so much hes so cute :(

It's customary on New Years to feel the ache of their absence so strongly. Your thoughts of them are as vivid as the pain of their loss. It seems to haunt you more with every year that passes. - and Lexi does it again with the beautiful explanation of loss

Five years of grief made the pain manageable, but on nights like tonight, it doesn’t feel like you’ve made much progress.- I felt this :((

Your animals greet you at your door with perky barks and whooshing tails. Mina and Minho, your two tabby cats, seem to be delighted that you’re back, but save the ecstatic greetings for their canine siblings. Key, your senior chihuahua, does what he can energy-wise compared to Bori, your labrador mix. - oh to have pets oh my god, and the fact that mc also has a hedgehog?? shes so cute

I love the comedic nature of how mc and soobin are first introduced to each other, like girl what is an umbrella going to do.

His soft palm meets yours and heats your skin, and you have to cut the parting short to not feel any more flustered. - screaming oh my god ALSO THE LOVE NICKNAME BYE.

I love that the dream gives us some kind of information of why Soobin is present along with his identity as an angel. - He showed you all you needed to know last night through your dreams, a miraculous loophole to the restrictions placed upon him. - like this is really cool I cant lie

He truly is an angel, you realize, and not just in the literal sense.- i giggled

Not Soobin coming to her because of her NYE wish 😭i would die

“I can find a date without your help. Beomgyu already took up that role a long time ago. He’s been pestering me about going out with his friend Heeseung for months. So there.” You stick your tongue out at him and continue sweeping.-HEESEUNG MENTION MY BABY AHHHH

“No, you don’t have to apologize. This is what I get for taking a smoke break when I have cupcakes to make, right?” The baker chuckles and releases you. Your heart thumps at a rapid tempo when he holds his hand out to you. “I’m Mingyu. Sorry I’m built like a mountain.” -OH MY GOD GYU😭So many of my favs are here. I feel sick for Soobin :( poor baby

Soobin’s tender smile makes you blush, and it stirs up all the feelings you’ve suppressed when you’re not in his presence. Mingyu’s a welcome distraction from it all. His looks and personality are undeniably attractive, but you always circle back to the angel in your midst. - oh my god

He’s definitely stewing. The animals must be saying to each other, conspiring about what will occur when their mother finally gets home. - oh this is a cute line

When you brush his mouth with your own, every being in the universe, heavenly or not, ceases to exist in your mind. It’s only you and Soobin in your own world. You want to kick yourself for taking so long to seize this moment, this kiss, with him. For all of the reasons Soobin supplies as to why it’s wrong for the two of you to be together, this could not feel more right. - oh good Lord, girl youre a poet

You crawl back into bed, naked and alone, tears streaming down your face. The only time you rise is to let the animals eat and use the bathroom. For the rest of the day, you remain in bed like a phantom. Half out of your body, half inside of it to feel every ounce of pain. Each shred of sadness reminds you that you still exist, and the man—angel—that you love is gone. - baby noooo :(((

You kiss his lips, all the I love you’s not enough to encapsulate every feeling and gift Soobin’s given you since he came into your life. You both may be on Earth, one old and one new human soul linked as one, but you know this is what it means to be higher than even the immensity of heaven. - oh my god, this was the most immaculate end oh my god

Lexi this was so good!!! Im sososo glad its the first thing I read for the day today :(((

HIGHER THAN HEAVEN | 최수빈

⟢ PAIRING: choi soobin x fem!reader ⟢ WORD COUNT: 10.3K ⟢ GENRE: fluff, angst, smut ⟢ TAGS: guardian angel!soobin, human!reader, mutual pining, sexual tension, dirty talking, nipple play, chest worship, fingering, unprotected sex ⟢ SYNOPSIS: Soobin, your devoted guardian angel, has one singular purpose in his ethereal existence: to bring your heart's deepest desires to life. Unbeknownst to him, his mere presence fulfills that desire. Yet, the lingering question remains— how can he effectively transform your most intimate dreams into reality? LINK TO PLAYLIST! ⟢ AUTHOR'S NOTE: First fic of 2025! I’d like to thank @lovetaroandtaemin, @chugging-antiseptic-dye, @ylangelegy, @gyubakeries, and @xomakara for beta-reading this fic for me, I know it was a quick journey and I appreciate every one of you who followed the story from the beginning to the end 🤍.

The time fills as plastic shot glasses and empty solo cups discarded into trash bags. Some stragglers of the party lay on the couch or floor, but you pass by them with ease. You sigh before Beomgyu stops you with a sharp tug. "Dude, you don't have to help me. You're supposed to be one of my guests!"

"I'm just avoiding the inevitable tomorrow. And if you come into the shelter late because you procrastinated cleaning your own apartment, I may just kill you."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it, boss.” He rolls his eyes and unfurls the empty bag you had between your hands moments before. You giggle in earnest.

“If I get a single text, Gyu–”

“Why don’t you enjoy the early morning hours of New Year's and get out of here?" He shoves you towards the door of his apartment with an "I love you” to follow you out, determined to do what you swear he won't without your help.

Beomgyu may be your childhood friend, but habits hold on tight with him. It’s clear from the three years he’s worked at your animal shelter. Your parents always said he has good intentions, although he’s brash in decision-making. "The kid just asks for forgiveness more than permission most of the time," your dad would joke, and Beomgyu wouldn’t disagree.

Your parents’ words replay in your head on the walk home. You hear every piece of parental advice with each step on the cobblestones, the clack or your heels accompanying every word. It's customary on New Years to feel the ache of their absence so strongly. Your thoughts of them are as vivid as the pain of their loss. It seems to haunt you more with every year that passes.

One day, you had been tagging new intakes and cleaning food bowls like normal. The next you were receiving the call that your parents had been in a fatal car accident. Every space they inhabited, including the shelter, felt colder, quieter, a little less like home. Even your own house twenty minutes from your job barely felt like your own.

Five years of grief made the pain manageable, but on nights like tonight, it doesn’t feel like you’ve made much progress..

The cold of January accompanies the repetitive emotional and mental cycle you're on. The weather bites with a hard set of teeth, almost more brutal than the traces of sadness you feel in your heart.

You don’t realize amid the somber trek home how close the surrounding shadows are, one of a stranger within an arm’s distance.

Your animals greet you at your door with perky barks and whooshing tails. Mina and Minho, your two tabby cats, seem to be delighted that you’re back, but save the ecstatic greetings for their canine siblings. Key, your senior chihuahua, does what he can energy-wise compared to Bori, your labrador mix.

“Bobo, please,” you beg as she jumps up on you when you kneel at her eye-level. It’s all a mess of slobbering tongue and eager pants with her. Once she’s done, you rub Key between the ears to give him some affection.

Even your hedgehog, Rio, taps against the glass of his enclosure to say hello to you. It’s almost like every pair of animal eyes asks you how the party went and why you left them alone for so long.

You can’t supply them with an answer, because you notice the person-shaped figure at your kitchen counter, silent and clouded in darkness. The sight makes you release a decibel-breaking scream.

You grab an umbrella from the iron wrack near your door and charge to the kitchen, expecting Key and Bori to follow you and bark aggressively at the intruder. They don’t, but they do pad behind you in curiosity at your strange actions.

They barely react at all when you turn on the light in the small kitchen. The new illumination reveals the black-haired stranger dressed in white. He says nothing, but holds a smile of mirth on his face at your line of defense. He's neither scrawny nor muscular, but towers over you to a surreal degree. 

You think you can take him if you have the element of surprise, but with the alcohol still buzzing through your veins, you may lack complete hand-eye coordination. It’s anyone’s guess.

“What do you want? If you’re looking for money, you got the wrong house, buddy.” You say with a steady voice, aiming the sharpest point of the umbrella in his direction.

He smiles wide, pearly teeth and a set of dimples almost blinding you. “I’m Soobin.”

His lack of an answer and warm smile throw you off. It’s definitely not the reaction anyone expects from a burglar. Maybe the guy's intoxication is even greater than yours, enabling him to enter someone's home without permission. No matter the reasons, you don’t release your hold on the umbrella. You stare him down hard despite your shaking hands.

“Well…Soobin…I don’t know what you want, but you’re not gonna find it here.”

“I’m in the exact place I need to be.” He says your name with the same level of warmth that remains in his smile, but your blood runs cold at the fact he is aware of who you are. Was he stalking you? Had he stopped by the animal shelter while you were too busy to make a mental note of him? “Put down the umbrella and we–”

“Get the fuck out of my house, you creep!” You raise the umbrella as high as you can before it falls on his head, shoulders, or any location on his body that will stun him. He knows it’s coming, though.

Soobin somehow materializes right in front of you before you can step forward, taking your wrists gently in one hand to stop you. “There’s no need for that. I’m not here to harm you.”

You struggle in his hold, trying your hardest to release yourself from his grip with all of your might. Then, you freeze, unsure of how both his speed and his lack of alarm to your furry animals makes any logical sense.

Soobin senses your lack of effort to go through with your attack and lets go of you, taking a small breath of air. “Will you drop the umbrella?”

“Once you tell me what you are,” you whisper. “My dogs would have ripped off your ankles by now, but they didn’t. Why?”

Soobin chuckles, but you feel anything but humorous. “The why to that question is a bit hard to explain. But I can tell you why I’m here.” He runs a hand through his hair, suddenly bashful. “Let’s just say I have a mission to complete.”

Soobin sits at one end of the couch, hands in his lap, while you sit on the other. Your dogs lay at the edge of the couch, snoring peacefully now that the chaos is over. Your knees sit tight against your chest, still guarding yourself from him or any potential advances he may make.

You may not think he wants to kill or rob you anymore, but that doesn’t mean you’re immediately trusting of the stranger. One that is no doubt breathtaking, but still hiding his intentions.

You size him up, still unsure how or why the guy is familiar with you when you’ve never seen him before. He can barely provide you with an adequate answer for the questions that pop into your head.

Where are you from? How do you know me? Have we ever met before?

He chuckles at each one, continuing on with the same reflexive response. “Proprietary information.”

You roll your eyes. “Every time you say that, you sound like some kind of spy.” You move closer to his spot on the couch, looking at him with more intensity than before. 

The analysis makes him laugh even more, his cheeks turning pink. “I’m not an alien, if that was your second guess.”

“That’s not what I was thinking!”

He quirks an eyebrow at you. “You look like you’re about to cut me open with a scalpel.”

Your lips transform into a firm line. “Should I want to, Soobin? Maybe you’re saying you’re not an alien to throw me off.”

“Trust me, I am not an extraterrestrial. Not cool enough.”

You can’t help but laugh at the ridiculous situation you find yourself in, matching the smile on Soobin’s face with your own. An hour ago, you were about to kill him in self-defense for what you assumed was a classic break-in scenario. Now, you’re laughing with your would-be victim. This has to be the most peculiar first day of the year you’ve ever had.

He claps his hands softly on his white denim jeans. “We should call it a night. You’re probably tired. I can explain more tomorrow, if you’d like.”

You look around your house, unsure where Soobin is planning to stay for the next few hours. The one-bed-and-bath cottage is anything but roomy, most of your space taken up by work supplies or your animals’ stuff.

He senses your trepidation and grins. “Don’t worry, I can come back in the morning.”

You suck in a breath. Most of you feels relief, but there’s a small inkling of sadness that pervades your emotions. You barely know Soobin, but his presence provides a warmth that your home has been missing.

It has to be the last traces of alcohol and the simmering grief still in your system.

“Okay. I have work in the morning, but–”

“I’ll be here before you have to leave,” Soobin cuts you off. He holds his hand out in a goodbye, and you take it. His soft palm meets yours and heats your skin, and you have to cut the parting short to not feel any more flustered.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight, love.” He leaves you with one more grin before he exits, confusing you further. 

The touch of his fingertips on you follows you into sleep, his skin the last coherent sensation you have before it all goes black.

There is a murky quality to the dream you find yourself in. You’re surrounded by grey, the color’s opacity fading only partly as the details become clearer.

The room around you looks more like a cavern than a traditional room. It’s made of stone, cavelike and primitive. The entrance to the area is too vast for a normal door. It’s almost as if you could step out and fall into nothing but clouds. The world outside is a mixture of inky blacks and dark blues, signifying nighttime outside the four rocky walls.

You look back to the inside of the space. It holds a desk covered with paperwork and photographs. You’re alone, standing in the center of it all, but too far away from the papers on the table to see any information.

Before you can step closer, Soobin enters with a blonde man hot on his heels. They both walk right through you, seemingly not noticing your presence at all as they continue their discussion. 

They emit their own light somehow, the room nowhere near as dark as when you were alone inside of it.

“If you fail at this, Yeonjun will demote you and have no qualms about doing it.” The blonde man ruffles his hair in frustration, and inches closer to Soobin. They clearly have a close relationship, from the concern on the stranger’s face to the hand that he rests on Soobin's shoulder. “You’ve worked too hard to lose everything, Soobin.”

“I know, Hyuka,” Soobin says in a somber tone, sorting through the papers on his desk. “But she needs me now more than ever. And I know I can help. And if I succeed, I can actually—“

“I get it. We’re just not supposed to get involved unless we’re certain about it. You know this.”

Soobin sighs. “You didn’t see her, Kai. I have to.”

The man named Kai exhales a deep breath and walks away, his pleas seeming to hit a brick wall. The last thing he says, “I hope you know what you’re risking,” barely makes it to your ears. All you notice before Kai’s departure is the unfurling of wings from his back, the white and gray feathers spouting from the tendons just below his shoulders.

You scream when he drops from the entrance, his wings carrying him away. You don’t care if the sound alerts either of the two men, not after witnessing such an unrealistic moment.

You scream again when you hear the unfurling of Soobin’s wings, the sound almost whipping you onto your back from the gust his wings emit. They’re dark grey, larger than Kai’s are. They create such long-casting shadows that you have no question now what Soobin is or where he comes from.

The word replays in your mind as the surrounding scene dematerializes and you wake up with a rapid heartbeat: an angel.

Soobin waits at your door in the same white button-up and jeans he had on the night prior. You welcome him inside, and he looks more ethereal somehow in daylight. 

The dream hits you again with its full force, the image of his grey wings flashing across your memory.

“So, you’re an angel,” You say, filling the space between you both with a new tension. The anxiety only permeates from you; Soobin exudes an air of calm instead, despite your accusation.

He almost ticks his head down in a nod as he responds with the words, “Proprietary information.”

You nod your head and gulp hard. Somehow, the aura around you and the subtext in his expression tells you what you know to be true.

He showed you all you needed to know last night through your dreams, a miraculous loophole to the restrictions placed upon him.

When you’re finally ready to go to work, the morning chores around the house finished before Soobin even made it to your doorstep, you look over at the man in front of you again with trepidation. The white attire may lead to a multitude of questions that you and Soobin cannot answer.

“What? Is there something on my face?” Soobin asks, confused.

You laugh and shake your head, any residual tension from your realization broken. “You look a bit too…uniform for the shelter.”

“Oh! Well…” He blushes, unsure how to respond.

An idea pops into your head when his words come up short. “I may have some old stuff that’ll fit you.”

“Why is the rando wearing your dad’s windbreaker?” Beomgyu asks while cleaning Jin, the newest adoptee at the shelter. His eyes peer over at Soobin filling some food bowls with kibble. Soobin’s presence fills the space the same way it did in your house.

He wears your dad’s long-sleeve shirt, windbreaker, and khaki pants well. Despite his freakishly tall height, the clothes don’t look small on him, and you’re relieved he’s able to fit in like any normal guy with the change in wardrobe.

You scoff, continuing to fill out the documents for Jin’s tag and vaccinations without looking up at your friend. “Soobin’s new in town and lost everything on the plane ride here. He just needed to borrow some stuff until his luggage gets delivered.”

Beomgyu nods, still concerned. He goes back to scrubbing Jin’s coat with the anti-tick shampoo, and you leave his spot at the cleaning station to stand beside Soobin.

“You do this every day? These bags are heavy, even for me.” Soobin grunts and clips the bag closed.

“I usually make Gyu or another volunteer do it. But you saved me the trouble of asking.” You smirk and take two of the bowls in your hands. “Want to help me feed the dogs?”

Soobin’s eyes light up, and he nods. You wonder as you walk to the cages if he’s ever interacted with animals before he left his home in the skies.

Since you were a kid, the shelter has always been a part of your daily regimen. Once college was out of the way, you had a stable job waiting for you to practice your veterinary degree on. While some could only handle so many cat scratches, dog poops, and absurd origin stories, it made every day worth it in your eyes. And the fact that you had a history with tending to furry friends with your parents only made it more worthwhile to continue doing.

The second you open the cages to let the dogs eat, you recognize how natural Soobin is at the job. He talks to them in a childlike voice and rubs their bellies as they munch on kibble and necessary medicines you give in between feeding. Even the dogs with the rougher backgrounds take to Soobin like a bee to honey, the warmth he naturally exudes relaxing them.

He truly is an angel, you realize, and not just in the literal sense.

You lock up the shelter for the day with a lot less weight on your shoulders thanks to Soobin. “I might as well give you the keys to this place. It suits you well,” you joke.

Soobin tucks his hands into his windbreaker, smiling hard. “It just came easy, I guess. Animals aren’t like people. They don’t have to hide behind words. It’s all about energy.”

You look at him as you walk away from the building together, your face softened from his words. “My mom always used to say stuff like that. To her, animals were the bestest friends you could ever ask for. She’d say it’s like they see into your soul.”

Soobin grins. “She seems lovely.”

You swallow hard, balling your hands into fists inside your jacket. It’s not anger that permeates your body now, not the way it used to. All that exists is the reality that their words are simply memories. “She was. My dad too. That place was their second home.” You wave your arm in the direction of the shelter. The building diminishes from view as you round the corner to head home. “And mine, too.”

“Did you envision this being your life?” Soobin asks, the question taking you by surprise. “I don’t mean to pry.”

“No, it’s okay!” You laugh. “I mean—I love working with the animals every day, and I have great friends. It just can be very routine sometimes, like there’s this gap that I can’t fill.” You hold back the more intimate details of your desires to Soobin, still guarded and uncertain of being so vulnerable so soon.

He steps closer, the walk becoming more intimate with his shoulder almost brushing yours. “You’ve been alone for quite a while. It’s understandable to want to share your life with someone.”

You blush hard, a mixture of the January cold and his correct assumptions building a steady heat on your cheeks. “That’s what most people want, I guess.”

Eyes widening, you realize now why Soobin may be discussing these things with you. Could his super secret mission, which he discussed the night you met, relate to right now?

“No fucking way,” you whisper to yourself, stopping on the stone street. Soobin only gets a few paces farther than you before he stops.

“Is there something wrong?” He asks, his eyebrows drawn up and his mouth in a small O that you would normally giggle at.

Now, you have no time for humor.

“Did you come here because of the stupid wish I made on New Year’s Eve?”

“Taehyun, if you give me another shot, I will throw up!” You exclaim in a fit of giggles, three drinks already in your system over the last hour and a half. His girlfriend, Kazuha, stands by your side as she downs the shot in her hand, her mouth puckering as she swallows it down. “Zu, I thought you were the DD tonight!”

“Fuck it, I’ll call an Uber.” She winks and chases the shot with a sip of beer. Beomgyu wades through the throng of people in his living room to join all of you in the kitchen.

“Taking shots without me? That’s a party foul.”

“Whatever, man. It’s not like we can’t make more.” Taehyun passes him one filled with tequila to catch up, and Beomgyu downs it in the next second. By the time the buzz of the drinks hits your head, Jungwon barrels into the kitchen with his own girlfriend Yeri to tell you all that the ball is dropping.

Everyone crowds around the television to watch the remaining minute of the year play out. The strangers around you scream out the last seconds, others speak in a drunken lilt.

You turn to your friends, somehow the only person without someone attached to their hip. Beomgyu is holding a random girl's shoulder, while your other friends stand closely together in their respective couples, watching the countdown..

“Four, three, two, one! Happy New Year!” Beomgyu says the words into his date’s neck before kissing her roughly on the lips. Your other friends have their own celebratory make-out sessions. You feel like an intruder as they all enjoy the moment in their respective couples.

You’ve never been a grouch about your single status, not once. But it felt like a part of you was missing out with little of a choice in the matter. Whether by the confines of chance or love simply not being meant for you for the past twenty-seven years, you can only be comfortable for so long before the pain of solitude drains you dry.

Was it so awful to want to find someone to share funny videos with? To talk to about days at the shelter when a cute animal comes in and needs a loving home? When days are heavy on your heart and you need the one you love the most to lift you up and make it all evaporate with a simple “I love you”? To make every struggle and hardship, no matter how big or small, worth it?

And so, with only a drunken mind and heart to listen to your deepest whims, you wish for what seems the most out of reach as your eyes line with tears: a soulmate to bridge the gap between your loneliness and true fulfillment.

When the reality of why Soobin’s here hits you, you can’t help but release one of the loudest laughs you’ve ever emitted before.

“You have to be fucking kidding me,” you say with exasperated breaths, all the air in your lungs saved mostly for your laughter. “You came all the way from up there to play matchmaker?”

Soobin chuckles to himself, the sounds that leave his lips a lot quieter than yours. “You make it sound so childish.”

“Can you blame me?” You ask. “I don’t need help in that department!”

Soobin gives you a knowing look, hitting you somewhere deep in the chest. “Then I wouldn’t be here, would I?”

“Okay, don’t speak in riddles to me!”

“I’m just stating facts, love.”

You roll your eyes, and Soobin laughs again. “So you’re magically going to find me the perfect partner after only knowing me for 48 hours?”

“I’ve known you for much longer than that.” He steps even closer to you, your fingers brushing his as he stands a few inches from you. “But again, it’s—“

“Proprietary information, I get it,” you whisper. You cough into your fist and glide past him, the moment broken. “Either way, I am just fine with or without a boyfriend, Soobin.”

He follows behind without a word, but you sense his smile without looking at him. Jerk.

Soobin has helped many people in his immortal life. It’s an existence he couldn’t fill in just one book. He’d have to go back centuries to the very moment he started his work as a guardian. His life began long before that, but his true merits came when he started helping those who needed supernatural guidance.

He’s seen from his eagle’s eye view many heartbreaks, losses, successes, and love stories, but nothing as encapsulating as the story of your life.

You were a vision to see the first time you held an animal in your hands, hands tepid but heart full from the creature giving all of its affection to you for you to reciprocate wholeheartedly. He was in awe of you when you stepped across the stage with your degree, eager to put all the knowledge you gained about medicine to a good use. And his ever-still heart ached with yours the second you got that phone call in November five years ago, wanting nothing more than to catch you before your knees hit the tile below.

You’re the one assignment he’s kept too close an eye on, the others in his caseload not holding his focus so strongly. He succumbed to forbidden desires, wishes he knew were unattainable.

But the second he felt your heart break on the one night he knew he could seize the chance to step over the border between Heaven and Earth, he chose the only option that felt right: he had to leave home and heal what needed to be mended inside of you a long time ago.

He watches you help the teenage girl adopting her first pet with immense adoration. 

You check off the supplies needed for Jin and all the vaccines the dog will need moving forward with clinical focus. It’s admirable how dedicated you are to your work, not caring if it went beyond the bounds of a traditional work-life balance.

And when you wave the teenager and her parents out the door and turn to him with a signature eye-roll, he can’t stop the way his skin heats. Your gaze in his direction screams: How long are you going to keep pestering me?

Forever, he says to himself with a hell of a lot of hope.

When you’re both alone in the shelter, one hour after you’re closed for the day, you sweep the floors in a huff. “I am telling you I do not need you to play matchmaker for me.”

“You keep saying that and yet I’m still here, love,” Soobin tuts, flipping through the magazine on top of your desk. He sits at the chair opposite from the receptionist counter so casually, feet crossed and casual despite his heart yearning to explain everything to you.

I’m here because I can’t take any more of your pain. Because someone deserves to know how special you are. Because I—

“I can find a date without your help. Beomgyu already took up that role a long time ago. He’s been pestering me about going out with his friend Heeseung for months. So there.” You stick your tongue out at him and continue sweeping.

Soobin chuckles to himself and flips to another page of the magazine, but he can’t deny how his focus remains on you, the center of his attention, for longer than he expected.

“Lee Heeseung, twenty-two. Works at the ramen shop downtown. Entirely incompatible with you. Just for your information.”

You stop sweeping and aim an accusatory eye at him. “And that’s not proprietary information how?”

“I’m not looking out for him. And that only took a couple of Google searches to figure out, love.”

By the time you lock up the store, Soobin is in the habit of checking the door behind you to make sure you didn’t miss the back door or forget to close the play-gate on the way out. Two weeks of observing your routine up close has given him incredible intel, and not just into your schedule.

“Let’s walk past downtown,” Soobin suggests, taking your hand and walking through a new pattern of alleyways and cobblestone paths. 

You’re unsure why this route that adds another ten minutes to your walk is worth the trouble, but you take his advice, anyway. He’s your angel for a reason, after all.

“Soobin, unless you suddenly got a hankering for human food, we really should—“

You knock into someone’s shoulders hard; the impact sends you to the gravel. Soobin vanishes from view, his name on your tongue the second you recognize that you’re on the ground.

A pair of hands that aren’t Soobin’s, more calloused and robust, lift you up off the ground.

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have been standing so close to the alleyway.”

A beautiful pair of brown eyes gaze at yours, and it stops you dead in your tracks. The stranger’s brown hair falls over his face in a mess of free curls, some of them tinged with sweat. He wears a baking apron around his waist; flour and, you presume, icing cover his shirt.

You look at the building next to you, the pastel pink sign reading “Gyu’s Baked Goods” beaming over your head. And you turn back to the man in question, the baker himself as his hands keep you sturdy on your scraped feet.

“It’s totally fine. I’m the one who should be sorry. I mean, I wasn’t looking anyway and I—“

“No, you don’t have to apologize. This is what I get for taking a smoke break when I have cupcakes to make, right?” The baker chuckles and releases you. Your heart thumps at a rapid tempo when he holds his hand out to you. “I’m Mingyu. Sorry I’m built like a mountain.”

You chuckle and take his hand, the handshake gentle for the size of his palm. It reminds you of a sturdy fireplace, strong but tender. “Pleased to meet you. Apologies for having the build of a leaf.”

Soobin looks on with a knot in his stomach from an opposite alleyway. The process has begun, and he cannot halt its progress. No matter if he wants to be the one in the human male’s place.

Soobin watches on as Mingyu stands with you by the kennels, acid simmering on his tongue from watching the two of you in such a chummy position.

He clutches the novel in his hands with intense pressure, on the edge of ripping pages between his fingers. For the past week and a half, you and Mingyu have spent time together as new acquaintances, giving Sobbing time to read mortal literature.

He should be happy for you; his initial plan to find someone who fits your life and wishes so well is going perfectly. Yet why does he wish he could rewind time and take it back?

To your pleasure and Soobin’s secret dismay, Mingyu’s surprise gift of homemade mini animal treats made the day an amazing experience for all three of you.

You pay no mind to Soobin’s sudden and off-putting sulking as you show Mingyu around the animal shelter, your new friend interested in your job as much as you’re intrigued by him.

Beomgyu saunters up to Soobin with a bag of kibble in his hands, clicking his tongue. “It’s tough, isn’t it, man?”

Soobin huffs and looks at the younger man, the aura around your friend similar to his back home. If only Kai could see him now, grumbling and pouting like a kicked puppy. 

“What is?”

“Seeing the girl you like with someone else. I mean, she’s pretty great so I get it.”

Soobin rolls his eyes and goes back to the novel in his hands to distract himself. His jaw ticks when he hears your laughter. The sound creates such a beautiful symphony to his ears, but it’s not reserved for him at the moment, and it makes his stomach turn. “You’re wrong.”

“Okay, dude. I get it. None of my business.” Beomgyu lifts the bag over his shoulder and starts walking, but looks back at Soobin with a smirk. “But maybe it might be mutual if you gave it a shot.”

Soobin scoffs at the kid, and then at himself for the split second he entertains the idiot’s idea. Soobin can pine all he wants, but he knows the boundaries. A multitude of reasons prevent this line from ever being crossed.

He may have incredibly powerful feelings for you, but they’re hidden away and unable to reach the light of day. Not just because he has a strategy for you and Mingyu, but he is not an acceptable suitor because he doesn’t belong here, simply put. Earth is only a temporary stay on his list. And when he goes back and reports to Yeonjun of his success, who knows what will happen?

All he knows is that your paths will cross only once in his and your lifetime, and never again.

Soobin almost remains stuck in his misery until you walk up to him with an orange icing-colored dog bone treat in your hands. You hold it out to him with a shy smile. “For you.”

He smirks, taking the snack from you and rotating it between his fingers. “Isn’t this for the dogs, love?”

And the signature eye roll comes, your bottom lip between your teeth as you do it. “They’re organic. Anyone can eat them.” You look back at him directly, suddenly concerned. “You can eat, right?”

He chuckles. Nodding his head, he looks back at the snack. “Just not sure if I’ll like it.”

You stick your tongue out at him. “Just try it, please?”

Reluctantly, he bites down. Sweet potatoes and carrots, harmoniously blended, flood his mouth. The icing and pinch of cinnamon provides the perfect level of sweetness to round it all out, and Soobin groans. Even the dog treats the guy makes are perfect.

“Okay, it’s pretty great,” Soobin admits, taking another bite. “Even if they’re meant for dogs.”

You laugh and take a tiny corner for yourself. “At least you can say you’ve eaten a dog bone.”

Soobin’s tender smile makes you blush, and it stirs up all the feelings you’ve suppressed when you’re not in his presence. Mingyu’s a welcome distraction from it all. His looks and personality are undeniably attractive, but you always circle back to the angel in your midst.

Who can blame you? He’s ethereal, his magnetism undeniable. But that warmth he’s had from the first day you met is why you can only stay away for so long. He’s a part of your world now, and you can’t imagine that changing in the foreseeable future.

He’s made his place on Earth with you, and you dread the day he has to go back to where he belongs.

The end of January brings the last time for branches to stay vacant of leaves. You notice the small sprouts of leaves amidst the brown limbs as you and Soobin walk back to your house. You bite back a smile, and Soobin comments on it.

It’s like he clenches your heart between his fingers as he says it. “You always hide your excitement like nobody should be watching. Like it’s wrong to be happy about the little things.”

You blush while strolling beside him. “It’s not that I’m hiding it. Maybe I just don’t think anyone will get why I’m happy about certain things.”

Soobin bumps you with his shoulder, a close-mouthed smile on his lips. “Try me.”

You exhale a breath to get your bearings. “Okay, so everyone is always excited about the start of the new year. But then it’s like the excitement dies down and we just go on our merry way until the next holiday comes up. It’s not in the days for me. It’s the environment that always makes me feel the shift, you know?

“Like with animals, almost. The energy is unique, and I feel it when I see the colors and feel the temperature fluctuate.” You shake your head and tuck a stray hair behind your ear. “That may sound stupid, but—“

Soobin stops you on the open sidewalk, taking your hand in his. He looks into your eyes earnestly, wanting you to take his words to heart before he says them. “Nothing you’ve ever said to me is stupid, love. Every thought you have is beautiful because it’s yours.”

Like the town greenery, something shifts inside of you then. Even on the rest of the walk home and the talk over dinner about the day at the shelter, you sense an unfamiliar emotion swirling in the air between you and Soobin. You can’t name it, but it reminds you of the first blooms of spring, brimming with promise.

The first week of February comes in a tidal wave. Many people flood the animal shelter looking for the perfect furry friend to complete their family on the cusp of Valentine’s Day.

All you can hope for is that a majority of them, or at least fifty percent, don’t come back to the shelter after the holiday is over to return the animals looking for forever homes. 

That was the one thing that bugged you the most about this job: biting your tongue at the obvious lack of responsibility people put into owning pets.

It holds more weight than anyone knows, bringing another being in your home to tend to like a child. The only difference is that many of them have histories that deserve more care than normal, and some don’t want to put in the right amount of effort.

You sit on these thoughts as Soobin holds the newest cat to the shelter in his hands. “Have you thought of a name for Mr. Cat yet?” Soobin inspects the spot near the cat’s tail. “Or Missus?”

You giggle and grab the clipboard with the cat’s information on it. “He’s a he, Soob. You can come up with a name.”

He ponders the choices, before his smile grows and he presses his nose to the cat’s. “How about Hyuka?” He rubs the back of the cat’s ears tenderly.

You grin at Soobin and brush your fingers over Hyuka’s fur. “I think it’s a perfect fit.”

Soobin looks over at you with bright eyes, his expression transforming into one that feels like the one you held that day so long ago when he called your thoughts beautiful. A question forms on his tongue, but it flits away the second Mingyu walks through the double doors of the animal shelter with a bouquet of daisies.

At least the jerk knows your favorite flowers, Soobin thinks to himself as he walks with Hyuka back to his block in the back room.

You smile at Mingyu and thank him for the flowers, immediately pressing your nose to them to inhale their smell. “They’re amazing, thank you.”

“My buddy Wonwoo is a florist, so don’t thank me too much. I got a discount even though I should’ve paid full price.”

“Can’t beat a couple bucks off.” You set the bundle down on your desk and cross your arms over the countertop. “I take it you’re not just here to deliver flowers?”

Mingyu chuckles and presses a hand to his neck, his toned biceps stretching out his shirt. “Actually, I was going to ask if you had any plans for Valentine’s.”

You stumble on your explanation, discussing the closure of the shelter for the holiday. “Well,” Mingyu starts, “I was thinking you could come by for dinner. And I promise it won’t just be me making you taste test cupcakes again.”

You laugh, but the sound falls flat. You had always been the one pining, yearning for the boy you liked to like you back. Being on the other side of the coin was not exactly ideal. “Mingyu, you know I appreciate you and I am flattered, but…”

Soobin.

You’re unsure how to continue, but Mingyu holds a hand up in understanding. “I get it. How about I make you a meal, anyway? Consider it a friend treating a friend for all of her hard work.”

You blush and nod. “I’d like that very much.”

You’re washing dried-up wet food from the cat bowls when Soobin walks up to you, his face red. By the time Mingyu left, you expected Soobin to come back to your side so you could wash the dishes together. You did it yourself, seeing as he took forever to come back. Soobin asks with a tone of authority, “What the hell are you thinking?”

You poke your cheek with your tongue, contemplating. “I’m thinking Hyuka’s chances of getting adopted before Valentine’s is about—“

“You know that wasn’t what I meant, love.” He says the pet name with annoyance as he drops one bowl into the sink next to you. His tone catches you off guard, not expecting to see Soobin angry for the first time like this.

“You asked me what I was thinking, and I’m telling you.”

“Why did you say no to the date?” Soobin asks, his eyes blazing with fury. Something without a name sits below though, you can tell.

“I, technically, didn’t say no. It’s just more friendly than romantic.”

“Do you expect me to find you another soulmate like this?” Soobin drops another dirty plate in the sink for you to clean up. You don’t know if the question is exactly for you or for himself.

The tension sits thickly in the air, the running tap the only sound for a good minute or two. “I’m sure you’ll think of something,” you respond, hoping to ease the awkwardness.

Your cheekiness makes Soobin chuckle deeply. You missed his laugh, you realize, not hearing the sound in a while. Not since before Mingyu came around. “What am I gonna do with you, love?”

You shrug and go back to washing the bowls, hiding your smile behind soap suds and dishwater.

Soobin’s leg shakes as he sits on your couch, watching the clock on the spot above your door. 10:49 PM. He’s been waiting for hours to welcome you home from your “friendly” date with Mingyu. Admittedly, he’s been waiting since the second you left, the night of Valentine’s Day on the forefront of his brain since he heard the meathead ask you to have dinner.

Minho and Key keep him company, the older animals in your horde understanding and patient while Soobin mopes around. The angel feels as impatient as Bori can be when she has to wait for dinner.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Soobin says to Key, the chihuahua’s overbite hanging almost like a taunt. “I’m not stewing.”

He’s definitely stewing. The animals must be saying to each other, conspiring about what will occur when their mother finally gets home.

And on the cusp of eleven, you walk into the house and unbuckle your heels. You watch Soobin on the couch, his hands fidgeting on his lap. “Have you been sitting there for three hours?” You ask in a cute tone that drives Soobin nuts.

“No, I made the animals dinner.” You set your bag on the iron wrack where your coats lie, and throw your shoes in some corner of the living room before Soobin continues with, “So, how was the date?”

You stride to the mirror, beginning to unclasp the flashy studs in your ears. “It was fine. Nothing special. Just two friends having dinner.”

“That’s all it was? No candles at the table, no romantic music, nothing?”

“Why are you so concerned, Soobin? I went out, I had fun, now I’m home.” Soobin’s not prepared to hear your voice so clipped and direct. Your frustration is usually a mask of humor or concern. Not genuine anger, like right now. You don’t look at him directly, continuing to remove your jewelry as your ire grows.

You try to de-escalate the argument by retreating to the kitchen, but he only follows you there. And moving back into the living doesn’t help either. “Stop following me, Soobin!”

“Stop running away,” he barks back.

“I will when you stop making a big deal out of this.”

“It is a big deal,” he says with a scoff. “And am I not allowed to worry about you and who you’re with?” He asks with a bite that matches your irritation.

“Why are you so concerned if Mingyu’s the person you wanted to set me up with in the first place?”

“Don’t ask me that question,” he whispers. His jaw tightens and his hands clam up, but you don’t give in. If he wants to finish the discussion, then you’ll continue to press him for an answer.

“Why? What kind of ‘proprietary information’ relates to how you feel about this? What does me going out with Mingyu and you being a complete ass about it have anything to do with top-secret intel?”

“I love you, alright?!” He yells, standing stock still as his veins pulse in his head and neck. His hands go to the messy strands of his hair, almost like he feels himself going crazy at his own confession. “I did not mean to, and it’s awful. I can’t give you the life you deserve. Someone like Mingyu or any other human man would be lucky to have you, yet I can barely stomach the thought of someone else getting to touch you in all the ways I wish I could. And it’s driving me insane.”

The confession knocks something loose inside of you, remaining inhibitions be damned if it means now that the feelings Soobin harbors mirror your own without a doubt. 

You step closer to him, the tension almost too much to bear any longer. You press your hands to his neck, and bring him closer until your lips are a mere inch apart. “Nothing and nobody’s stopping you, Soobin.”

He takes a deep breath to hold himself back,  grounding himself so he doesn’t do something that will upend both of your worlds. “You don’t know that, love.”

You chuckle softly. “Maybe not, but I do know that I love you too.”

When you brush his mouth with your own, every being in the universe, heavenly or not, ceases to exist in your mind. It’s only you and Soobin in your own world. You want to kick yourself for taking so long to seize this moment, this kiss, with him. For all of the reasons Soobin supplies as to why it’s wrong for the two of you to be together, this could not feel more right.

Soobin only gives himself a second of separation from you to catch his breath before he dives back in for one, two, three more kisses. He moans eagerly into your mouth. He tugs on the fabric of your dress to occupy his hands, his body hungry for any contact he can get.

Heavens do be damned, if it means he can keep you between his arms and against his lips. 

Your back hits the bed as Soobin attaches his lips to your neck. The dogs scratch at the locked door of your bedroom, but you know they’ll give up after another minute of waiting for a result that will never come. You have other priorities to tend to.

Soobin’s lips and teeth mark you up as he travels along your skin with his mouth. He removes your dress and his shirt so your skin is in closer contact, the feeling of his every present warmth lighting you from the inside out. Your undergarments are still in the way, but you know they’ll be discarded soon.

“You do not know how many days I wished for this,” he mumbles into the spot between your breasts, his kisses setting you on fire to the point you can barely tell where he’s going next. He unclasps the clips holding your bra together, your top half now bare for his eyes to witness.

He marvels at the fullness of your chest before he takes one of your nipples into his mouth. He licks at the skin as he suckles. The action pulls a moan from your lips, your body thrusting up at nothing but open air.

“You can touch me in other ways, Soobin,” you gasp, taking his hand in yours and intertwining your fingers.

He blushes a deep crimson, releasing your nipple from his lips. “I don’t know how,” he admits.

You take his hand to guide lower to the top of your underwear, urging him to slip his hand inside. He does so, immediately finding the wetness of your folds against his fingertips. “You can move them around—just like that.” 

He takes your advice and expertly finds your clit to take between his thumb and index finger. Your hips buck up into his touch, and he smirks against your lips. He asks, “Is this what you like?”

“Yes, please.” He takes your underwear off to freely glide his fingers in and out of you, three of the digits simultaneously filling you but leaving you aching for more. “Please, Soobin, please,” you beg.

“What do you want, my love? Don’t hold back.”

“I want you inside of me,” you confess. He listens to your request without question. Unbuckling his pants, his cock springs free to make your eyes linger to the bottom half of his body. You don’t guess for long what it feels like, as he immediately sinks into you to make your eyelids flutter.

“Holy shit,” you exclaim, pressing your hands to his lower back, pushing him in deeper until he’s filling you to the hilt.

“You feel amazing.” Soobin says the words against your lips as he thrusts for the first time. He pulls completely before slipping back in, groaning the entire way.

While you appreciate the slow movement of his body against yours, not too eager to rush the experience, you cling to him with eager fingers, hoping the message will come across. “Soobin, go faster.”

You’ve only ever been with two other men in your life, two lackluster experiences in college you wished to forget. All the time between now was just a waiting game, you only willing to go the distance when you felt it was with the right person. And it seems like all the failures in your history have led you to this perfect blip in time.

Like Soobin can read your mind, he slows down just enough so he can whisper to you, “It’s always been you. It’s only ever been you.”

You can’t help the tear that forms in your eye, but it’s quickly kissed away with Soobin’s lips on your cheek and, subsequently, your mouth.

“I’m gonna come, Soobin. Please don’t stop.” His hips work faster, his thumb pressing down and rubbing your clit harder, and you can barely feel your body before it lights up in every area.

Your toes curl, your mouth slacks, and your soul explodes as the pleasure overtakes you. You feel empty yet so full from the endorphins released from your orgasm.

Soobin continues to move his hips against yours. His pace stutters, signaling his own release. He captures his lips with yours as he spills inside of you, your body his to claim completely. Nobody has ever had you in this way—emotionally, mentally, physically.

When you tell Soobin “I love you,” you mean it in every facet of reality, your soul intimately linked with his otherworldly one.

“I love you too, my love.” He smiles like a bashful child, taking you into his arms and pulling you closer as the night continues on outside. When you again, bodies intertwined between your sheets, all that you wish for now is for the moment to last forever.

And when you fall asleep that night in his arms a few hours later, you pray to every god you can name that it never ends.

The expectation of waking up to the warmth of Soobin’s arms and kisses dies when you feel his empty side of the bed. You search the entire house , your dogs padding behind you as you search every corner for him. 

To your terror and slowly breaking heart, he remains to be seen. Soobin is gone like he was never there to begin with, your house flooding with a chill that hits you to the core.

You crawl back into bed, naked and alone, tears streaming down your face. The only time you rise is to let the animals eat and use the bathroom. For the rest of the day, you remain in bed like a phantom. Half out of your body, half inside of it to feel every ounce of pain. Each shred of sadness reminds you that you still exist, and the man—angel—that you love is gone.

Yeonjun has his head in his hand when another pair of associates throw Soobin in front of his desk. Soobin put up an intense fight in the resulting scuffle to bring him back to the office above Earth, but he doesn’t regret it. The only thing he regrets is not leaving you with some sort of explanation, even something as little as a minute to tell you he loves you.

“When I approved your descent, I expected you to help your assignment. Not sleep with her.” Yeonjun sighs and reads over the paperwork at his desk. “The guys above me are gonna love this.”

“Jun, please.” Soobin falls down on his scraped knees and raises his hands in a prayer. “Let me just tell her—”

“What else is there to explain? You’ve clearly done enough.”

“I’m begging you—”

“You think I’m going to let you spend another second with her and make me look like an idiot? No.” He slams his hand on the desk. “If you’re lucky, Soobin, all the archangels will do is send you to the second circle of Hell. I’m surprised they’re not reprimanding me as your superior. You broke our greatest oath.”

Do not consort with humans, Soobin reminds himself as tears stream down his face. “I love her, Yeonjun. And you know she loves me. Didn’t I do my job? I found her a soulmate, just like she wished for.”

Yeonjun shakes his head with a sad smirk. “Don’t think you can get around our rules this time, Soobin. I just called you here to tell you the council will see you in the morning. Be grateful they’re giving you a chance to explain yourself.”

The angels that brought Soobin in drag him away to the lower cells of the building. As he’s pushed and pulled through dark hallways, Soobin has barely enough time to come up with a plan to fix what he’s ruined. Barely.

Your dream is almost the same as the one you envisioned months ago, the dark cavern welcoming you like an old friend. The fog of your transition from sleep to dreaming still pervades your senses. You barely have time to make out the details before Soobin has you wrapped in his arms, holding you so tightly that you feel the air knocked out of your lungs. “Thank God it worked.”

You sob immediately when you recognize Soobin’s voice and his arms around you. It’s like a magnet the way you gravitate to one another, not worrying if the dream will last a second or into eternity. You can barely remember the pain of being without him now that he’s in front of you.

You call his name as he kisses the crown of your hair. He backs you into the desk at the far end of the room, lifting you up by the legs to sit on its marble top. He trails his lips down until they meet your own, and he says so tenderly, “I’m so sorry I couldn’t be there when you woke up.”

Breaking into a fit of sad laughter, you run your hands through the hair at the nape of his neck. “I’m just happy you’re here with me now.” You kiss him again and again, until your lips feel bruised and sore.

Soobin sheds a tear and looks back into the night outside of his office door. “I don’t have long. They’ll bring me back to my cell soon. But I wanted to tell you I love you. And I’ll come back as soon as I can.”

“W-Why are you being punished? You did what you were s-supposed to,” you stutter, a mournful knot building in your throat.

“I fell in love with a human when I shouldn’t have,” he answers, another tear welling in his eye. “But it was worth every rule I broke. How could I regret finding my best friend?” Soobin smiles despite the pain that you two share. 

You hiccup into his neck. “When will I see you again?”

“I-I don't know. But I’ll fix this,” he assures you, a steadfast determination in his expression.

“You don’t know that for sure, though,” you cry, heart ripping deeper at the seams with each word. 

“I don’t, but for now, know that I love you. I love you more than my existence allows.” He kisses you one more time as the edges of your dream blur. “It’s only for now, I promise.”

When you wake tangled in the comforter on your bed, the morning sky bleeding through your window, you begin the torture of waiting for the person you love most in the world to come back to you.

TWO MONTHS LATER

For the past seven Fridays since Soobin left, you’ve stayed in and waited for the phone to ring or the doorbell to sound, any way to signify that he hasn’t broken his promise. You don’t bother going into work, trying to find any excuse to stay in the house.

Beomgyu tries to get you out, go on dates, avoid the aching hole in your chest, but he doesn’t understand. None of your friends do. They think he’s left without an explanation like another random asshole would, but they don’t understand how wrong they are.

They’ll never understand you’re waiting for the one who took your heart between his hands and still holds it to this day, even if you can’t see him for now.

For now. The words play in your mind on a loop, the sound of Soobin’s voice as vivid as the day he said them between kisses in your dream. It’s only for now, I promise.

This Friday, you take his words to heart and decide to go out. You walk Key and Bori, the morning sun turning into an afternoon sky clear of clouds. The warmer weather signals winter is giving way to spring, although you can still feel the chill in your bones.

When you bring the dogs back home, you’re still too restless to stay inside, too many memories in the house haunting you with Soobin’s presence.

You walk around the town streets, the memories of those you love the most filling your heart with a solemn nostalgia that edges out the parts of you that are still miserable. You and Beomgyu learning to ride bikes around the animal shelter. Your parents treating you to your first scoop of mint chocolate ice cream after you won gold at your spelling contest. The kiss you shared with Soobin in your living room, and all the kisses that followed.

Each one contains longing for the past, yet offers some hope for making fresh memories in the same spots. And even locations you haven’t discovered yet.

By the second trip around the blocks you know too well, nighttime rears its head. The city lights mark the street names and numbers with a yellow glow, the heavens above pitch black.

Your legs are sluggish, ankles sore from continuing through the world around you without stopping for rest, but no physical excursion compared to the mental expedition you’ve been on today, a microcosm for all of your tangled emotions for the past two months.

 You almost give into the demands of your body when you hear the faintest sound of your name behind you. Turning on shaking limbs, you see the perfect contours and edges of the man you love in crystal clarity. His shoulders heave as his face remains wet with tears, his body on the verge of convulsing from the travel back to you.

Although every muscle strains and screams inside of you, you run towards him with all of your might and crash into his arms. The water on your cheeks mixes with his when your skin touches. He kisses each tear before he reaches your lips, his mouth tasting of salt and peppermint.

“I’m here. I’m here, my love.” He strokes your hair with his hand and runs the other across your back.

“I didn’t get to say I love you too, last time I saw you,” you say, the words tumbling over one another as you try getting them about. You’re crying and mumbling and it all feels incoherent, but you know every sound you emit is true.

Soobin chuckles, and you’re reminded how beautiful the sound of his laughter is. “You never had to say it back, my love. I already knew.”

Your heartbeat is erratic, but it doesn’t distract you from the fact Soobin’s heart seems to beat as well. A strong, even-tempered rhythm, one you’ve never heard before. You look him deep in the eyes, needing to hear the words on his lips. “Are you—“

His voice is still hoarse and tattered, but his smile is like the salve to all of your wounds. “I told you I would come back to you.”

You whimper, another tear escaping from your eyes. “You gave up everything for me? Your immortality, your friends, your—”

He presses a finger to your lips before running it over your cheek, his expression soft. “I completed my mission. And my everything is right here with me.”

You kiss his lips, all the I love you’s not enough to encapsulate every feeling and gift Soobin’s given you since he came into your life. You both may be on Earth, one old and one new human soul linked as one, but you know this is what it means to be higher than even the immensity of heaven.

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PLANET DOMINANCE

AND HOW TO FIND IT!

Dear Cherries, I think there are few posts already created on how to find your Dominant planet, I only think lol, but since a user asked me how to find the dominant planet in the comments of my recent post, I decided to make this post in order to help not only him/her but everyone else as well...and also cuz I can't really explain the entire thing in the comments, even if it's short.

Also, most of the below information is taken from my studies and research because I have not met every Dominant in my life, lol.

Let's begin, shall we?

HOW TO FIND YOUR DOMINANT PLANET?

STEP 1: Go to the Astroseek website page, Dominant Planets & Elements in Natal Chart, Astrology Online Calculator and enter your birth information.

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STEP 2: This table will appear from which the planet with the highest score is the Dominant planet for you.

You will have 3 planets with high scores so you will share dominance of all 3 planets but mainly the highest one.

Below that table you will also have a tiny table showing the dominant element which mean you will mostly embody the qualities of that element.

below that you will have a signature sign or element. For some there are signs provided while for others due to uncertainty you will be provided with results like 'You have a cardinal signature'.

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THE IMPORTANCE OF KNOWING YOUR DOMINANT PLANET

It is actually very beneficial to know your dominant planet because you get more clarity as to which planet's qualities you embody the most and also you get better clarity on what path you can walk on in your life like the occupation you can pursue and how you can take care of yourself.

DOMINANT ELEMENTS AND SIGNATURE SIGNS

Fire is passionate, creative, and flamboyant.

Earth is stable, organized, and sensual.

Air is communicative, innovative, and intellectual.

Water is emotional, nurturing, and intuitive.

Innovator (cardinal) energy is pioneering, ingenious, and future-focused.

Authority (fixed) energy is structured, consistent, and past-focused.

Maven (mutable) energy is interactive, curious, and focused in the present.

DOMINANT PLANETS

SUN 🌞

Whoever has Sun dominant in their chart are known as Solarians.

POSITIVES:

Solarians embody the energy of the Sun, where they exude confidence and charisma. People are naturally very drawn towards them. People find their presence very powerful. These people also have a great sense of fashion.

With the Sun strong in your chart, you are usually popular and well-liked. You make friends easily. A Sun dominant personality is often extroverted. They feel the best when they are the center of attention.

Sun dominant people are great at motivating others. Most people find a Sun dominant personality very inspiring. They are enthusiastic, and their enthusiasm is contagious.

People with a Sun dominant planet are fun to be around. They have a unique sense of humor, and they are always up for a good laugh.

Solarians are often restless and energetic. They possess high amounts of inner energy and can tackle any task with passion and vigor. At the same time, they have great willpower and can be explosive in action, and can become forceful to have things go their way.

They can be very passionate and get completely involved in whatever they’re doing. Sun people are natural leaders.

Sun people can light up a room with their presence, and they are often unavoidable. They are extremely generous if you are on their good side!

They can be quite successful in business and performing arts careers. Work with children is another frequent Sun dominant career. Actors and writers are also often Solarians.

NEGATIVES:

With the Sun strong in your chart, you can be too self-centered. Depending on the aspects of the Sun with other planets, you can be arrogant and egoistic. Their sense of self-importance may get them into trouble. They are often vain and arrogant and think highly of themselves.

Sun dominant personalities are incredibly stubborn. Sun dominant people have a strong will. This is not bad per se, however, they are are often too self-willed, not paying attention to other people. Another Sun dominant weakness is vanity. Being overly status-conscious and even snobbish is another negative trait of Solarians.

If you are dealing with a Sun dominant, it is the best to avoid hurting their ego. If you do so, they will be really angry, but they are too proud to show this. Nevertheless, they will despise you.

A Sun dominant personality can be often childish. An evolved Sun dominant is childlike, finding joy in small things and adoring the beauty of life. But the negative manifestation of the Sun can be being incredibly childish, failing to act like a responsible adult.

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MOON 🌜

Those who have Moon dominant in their chart are known as Lunarians.

POSITIVES:

Moon dominant people appreciate emotions more than logic, or at least they are more familiar with them. To them, things make sense when they speak to them on a deeper level, not only on the intellectual plane. The Moon dominant personality is intuitive and reflective.

People with the Moon as their dominant planet can be very emotional, have trouble controlling themselves, and are, most of the time, followers rather than leaders. They have a very expressive face as well.

They rarely take action hastily. They prefer to wait to see how things unfold, carefully assess the circumstances, and then if their intuition supports it, they make the final decision.

Their emotions can get the better of them and they can struggle to achieve goals as their vision is constantly clouded by their emotions.

Moon dominant people are rarely enthusiastic leaders, unless they fight for something that they find really important. In this case, they display excellent leadership skills.

Very sentimental, they cherish memories and people and do not forget things easily. These natives can go into entertainment fields like Music, Photography, film-making, artists, singers, musicians, actors, poets, writers, etc.

Lunar people have a motherly, nurturing aura. They love children, and their awareness of human emotions is profound and they are always willing to lend a shoulder to cry on.

Animals may be naturally drawn to them as well. Most Moon dominant personalities are very feminine, regardless of gender. They tend to get along with women well.

They are naturally compassionate people who can tune into the needs of others. Their sensitivity makes them empathetic and intuitive as well.

Lunarians have beautiful eyes and a very warm smile that can make anyone feel better just looking at them smile. Lunarians also have good music taste and have a talent of playing instruments or making music.

NEGATIVES:

Lunarians are prone to mood swings and spiralling of emotions. Also if people with a Moon dominant planet in the natal chart lack assertiveness, they expect others to understand them, too, without them saying anything.

This expectation of others reading your mind can cause you a lot of trouble in your interpersonal relationships. There is also a tendency to give too much, in a selfish way. An afflicted Moon can indicate that the person is prone to instilling guilt in others.

Another Moon dominant weakness can be insecurity. Because you are so soft and emotional, you are vulnerable to the criticism of others. They can easily hurt your feelings, and until you grow a shell around your heart, this ca be very painful. As you grow older, this usually gets better and you build up self-confidence.

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MERCURY 👄

Those who are Mercury dominant are known as Mercurians.

POSITIVES:

People with the dominance of Mercury are generally nervous, observant, and easily irritated. Their minds think very fast and they can have hundreds of ideas zooming in and out their minds.

If you are a Mercurian, you are intelligent, have great communication skills, and generally speaking, you are fun to be around.

With your Mercury dominant planet, you are curious and open-minded. Mercury-ruled natives possess nervous energy that acts as an antenna that picks up all the energies and information around them.

They then process this information in a unique way and relay it to others. Some of them also have a talent for impersonating others. You can easily pick up any accent or way of speaking.

If you have Mercury as your dominant planet, you are a natural-born communicator. Mercurians are the life of the party. They are witty, gregarious, and have a great sense of humor.

They learn foreign languages easily, many of them is fluent in several languages.

They love to talk and have an endless supply of questions. They are also great Pranksters but Mercurians can sometimes be manipulative or fickle.

They can get into jobs connected to the planet Mercury, like jobs that require speaking and writing a lot, writers, programmers, or people in fields where you need strong logical thinking, such as science or math, teacher, journalist, interpreter, or jobs in the field of media or advertising,etc.

NEGATIVES:

The first thing you have to know about Mercury is that it has a very short attention span. Always hungry for information, Mercury wants something new every minute.

A Mercury dominant personality gets bored very quickly. Being in a low-stimuli environment is a smaller torture for a Mercury dominant in the long run. And in the short run, too.

A strong Mercury in the natal chart suggests that you are often nervous, and you should relax more. Or at least channel this in a creative way.

Mercury is a thinker, but it doesn’t tend to be a doer. Also, when it comes to your humor, developing empathy is important here. Your jokes can be hurtful, and there are many people who don’t appreciate scold and irony, especially if it was inspired by them.

Mercurians can be senseless and with little empathy unless their chart is balanced.

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VENUS 💄

Those who are Venus dominant are known as Venusians.

POSITIVES:

Venusians have exquisite taste and a predilection for beauty and the arts. Their charm, grace, and elegance are not just skin deep but reflect in their inner reality as well.

They are in love with the idea of love. Venusians cannot stand in the face of the ugliest truth of all: injustice, and they make excellent mediators due to their pleasant demeanor.

They also have an extraordinary gift for bringing out the finest qualities in everyone they come into contact with. They are peace lovers and have a knack for beautifying themselves, others and their environment.

A Venus dominant planet in astrology suggests that you love to be around others. A Venus dominant planet usually gives you great social skills. You can easily create harmony and balance in relationships. Generally speaking, people with a Venus dominant birth chart can make friends quickly and they get along well with everybody.

It has been said that Venusians need to be adored by those around them in order to feel secure. These people are charming, good-looking, and beautiful. They have very refined tastes and high standards.

In love, they can be demanding, needy and possessive; they feel the need to be loved by their friends and family members, as well as prospective romantic partners.

These natives do very well in jobs connected to justice, human-rights, feminism, women, beauty products, fashion, food,beauty industry, interior design,models, artists, etc.

NEGATIVES:

The negative manifestation of Venus includes greed, envy, self-indulgence. These can be frequently present with an afflicted Venus. Venus is a very sensitive planet, it doesn’t cope with hard aspects well.

A damaged Venus in the natal chart usually makes the person feel worthless of love, have low self-confidence, and choose the wrong partners.

It sounds masochistic, but with challenging aspects, if you have Venus dominant planet in the birth chart, it can make you drawn to suffering and hardships.

Venus dominant people are often born hedonists. A person with a Venus dominant planet in astrology seeks pleasure all the time. This can make life pleasant and fun, but as all things, it is the best when done within bounds.

With a strong but afflicted Venus, there is a tendency to engage in love affairs that on a deep level, do not serve you. Often, you are attracted to partners who don’t appreciate you and don’t genuinely care for you.

You can also be prone to overindulgence. An afflicted Venus dominant planet can result in overeating, overdrinking, overspending. You often spend money on luxuries and on things you couldn’t really afford. This can lead to bigger problems if it gets out of control.

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MARS 🔥

Those who are Mars dominant are known as Martians.

POSITIVES:

Martians enjoy conquering. This planet loves to win and hates to loose. With Mars strong in your chart, you want to be the first and the best. A strong Mars suggests a person who never gives up and never looses hope. Mars makes you enthusiastic and gifts you with high energy levels.

Martians are Passionate and competitive. They understand that life is a competition and they are going to get ahead. If Mars is your dominant planet, you are fire personified: courageous and wild.

People find that sensual about you. But you are also childish and innocent in many ways. You are prepared to fight tooth and nail for your loved ones and your convictions.

This is the planet of action and excitement. The Martian has a strong personality and is always ready to take on new challenges. Martians can be brutally bold. There is fine line between honesty and hurting other’s feelings, and Mars have no idea where this line is, unless there is some Venusian influence to balance it out.

People who have Mars as their dominant planet have a combative and protective nature. Although they may suffer from anxiety, they never give up and refuse to let adversity triumph.

They are intense and fiery, and you can generally feel the intensity of their presence. They do not take matters lightly and have an all or nothing approach in life.

Martians are natural athletes with a high sex drive. They are straightforward and logical but also ambitious and impatient. They tend to be temperamental and aren’t afraid to speak their mind when they feel insulted or threatened.

Although they are strong-willed, they respect those who challenge their ideas in the name of fairness and equality. While their assertion and independence typically gets what they want, they can sometimes be impulsive and argumentative.

They have so much energy they need an outlet to channel their creative expressions, such as sports, trainers, engineers and entrepreneurship.

NEGATIVES:

They get angry quickly, and when they are angry, they are really angry. They don’t hesitate to let you know how they feel. Mars dominants are impulsive and can be aggressive. When they see red, they stop thinking and act out of anger.

The violent nature of Mars can be destructive. With a strong Mars, you are prone to outbursts that cause a lot of harm. Hard aspects to Mars in the natal chart can indicate a violent and disagreeable person.

Martians are great at beginning things. However, they are not that great at follow through. Sticking to a plan and working patiently can be hard for you, unless you have the element earth strong in your natal chart.

❤️ A SEPARATE POST ON MARS WOMEN ❤️

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JUPITER 💃

Those who are Jupiter dominant are known as Jupiterians.

POSITIVES:

Have you heard that someone was born under a lucky star? Well, this lucky star is often Jupiter. If you have a Jupiter dominant planet, you are truly blessed. Unless it is very damaged in your chart, you enjoy its beneficial rays through your life.

Jupiter dominant people are usually benevolent and generous. They are like this planet itself. Jupiter is all about giving, and the more you give, the more Jupiter rewards you. Jupiter is the planet of sharing and expansion. Jupiter dominant people love to give, no matter if it is knowledge, time, material gifts, or undivided attention.

Jupiterians are the ultimate eternal optimists who never let the sun go down on their thirst for knowledge. If Jupiter is your dominant planet, you seek to understand the world not only through study and broadening your horizons but also through experience. As you grow older, you become more of a wise sage.

Since Jupiter is the planet of luck, expansion and growth, this planet bestows upon you infinite luck and hope. You gain wisdom through your life experiences, which often serve as a stepping stone for other people. With this planet strong in your chart, you enjoy helping others, and do so whenever you can.

They are Extremely adventurous and they will rush in where angels fear to tread. They have an expansive nature and need to be constantly experiencing and learning.

Jupiterians can easily provoke their own Luck if they believe in themselves. The planet brings wealth and glory to those who maintain a positive attitude.

This planet suggests an outgoing, extroverted, upbeat personality. Jupiterians always find hope, and they can inspire others to believe that everything will turn out right. It is very rare to see someone with a dominant Jupiter to be sad for a longer period of time.

With this planet strong in your chart, you are particularly interested in topics such as religion, philosophy, spirituality. You enjoy exploring different countries and cultures.

As the planet of goodwill, these people can be extremely charitable and environmentally conscious. Your sense of humor is a reprieve for many people because your philosophy is to ride through life joyfully, despite hardships.

Your love and charm are as big as your curiosity and kindness for the world.People can always count on you to tell the truth. Like Mercury, Jupiter is the planet of knowledge but focuses on the philosophical level. However, you may sometimes be overindulgent and pretentious when it comes to your beliefs.

These natives can get into jobs of entertainment, TV Host, TV shows, dancing, foreign languages, traveling, sales and advertising, teaching, working in jobs connected to animals, specifically horses. etc.

NEGATIVES:

People who were born with Jupiter as their dominant planet have a volatile character and can easily become angry or get carried away.

With a Jupiter dominant natal chart, you are prone to overdoing things. You bite off more than you chew. Venus and Jupiter dominant planets in the natal chart can lead to over-indulgence. You don’t know when to stop, and you overdo everything.

What Jupiter touches, expands it. However, it doesn’t only increase the good things, it can cause some trouble, too, by making bad things also bigger.

Jupiter dominant personalities frequently overeat, overspend, overestimate themselves and if Jupiter is negatively aspects by Saturn or Venus, then usually it's the opposite.

Another issue is getting used to the luck of Jupiter. If you count on its benevolence instead of your own efforts, you are bound to be disappointed at some point.

To make the most out of Jupiter, you need some Saturnian restriction and self-discipline. When these two planets are in balance, you can do a lot of great things. Jupiter helps you to grow, while Saturn provides a solid foundation and makes the results permanent.

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SATURN 🪐

Those who are Saturn dominant are known as Saturnians.

POSITIVES:

Saturnians are very capable. A strong Saturn dominant planet suggests that you are well-known for your persistence. They are extremely traditional, they follow the traditions taught to them when they were young throughout their lives.

No one can play the long game better than Saturnians. If your dominant planet is Saturn, your discipline is unmatched, and you have full confidence that time is on your side. You are fiercely independent, to the point where your self-reliance can turn into self-sufficiency.

With Saturn as your dominant planet, you have the ability to see life in a realistic light. You are entirely practical and prefer structure in life, which allows you to be successful in long-term plans and provide stability for others.

Saturnians can get into professions connected to science, mathematics, research, engineering, professions related to mining, teaching, the corporate world, and the military. etc.

You are hardworking and serious about achieving your goals. You abide by the saying, “failing to plan is planning to fail.”. You are reliable and consistent as well. You are sensitive to criticism from others and cautious about new people in your life, you can be close-minded ‌and hold onto past grudges for way too long.

NEGATIVES:

Saturn is known as the planet of limitations and restrictions. This planet delays success and is often a blockage. Sometimes you even feel doomed when it comes to Saturn.

Saturn dominants often feel that they have to deal with the limitations of Saturn much more frequently than most people.

This planet can cause problems overcoming obstacles. People with this stellar influence need to use their mental abilities to make progress and become stronger. These people can be plagued with many challenges in life they need to overcome, and it seems that life is harder on them.

Very often, this planet suggests a lack of emotional support. Some Saturn dominant people grew up in emotionally cold families. Often, you have to learn to express your emotions in a healthy way.

People who have Saturn as their dominant planet are generally unemotional, and not very active. They have trouble getting themselves moving.

In many cases, a Saturn dominant personality has an emotional intelligence below the average, even though they are often brilliant people when to comes to logic. This can be an issue in many life areas.

With this planet strong in your chart, you tend to be a control freak. Control is one of the most Saturnian things in astrology (not in an obsessed way, that’s Pluto). Saturn wants to oversee everything and make sure that everything is optimized. On the other hand, Saturn is the planet of time, something we cannot control at all.

This planet can make you shy and feel awkward on the inside. Saturn dominant personalities are often socially anxious and feel that they are not worthy enough. This is particularly the case when young, what might be related to the hardships in childhood most Saturnians have to face.

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URANUS ✨

Those who are Uranus dominant are known as Uranians.

POSITIVES:

People born with Uranus as their dominant planet are very creative and have a lot of original ideas. Unfortunately, they often hesitate before putting those ideas into practice.

They need to be more audacious. These people are extremely eccentric and otherworldly, and can sometimes seem like “mad scientists” with all their ingenious, crazy ideas.

Uranians are often nervous, innovative and passionate. They are futurists and have a knack for technology and generally have no issues adapting and evolving with new trends.

Most of the time I have seen that these natives are tall. I have also seen most people who are Gay, Lesbians or anything but straight are Uranians.

These people have physical features that stand out and seems out when compared to others, not in a bad way but it's like very unique.

Uranus dominant people consider freedom and independence to be one of the most important things in life. Uranus dominant people don’t like social norms. They are born questioners: they question the status quo all the time. 

Uranus loves disaster. It simply finds order boring, and Uranus needs new stimuli. There is a tendency to rebel with your Uranus dominant planet in the birth chart. 

This can lead to conflicts and problems related to getting along well with others. Fitting in doesn’t come easy to you, and conformists annoy you with what you perceive as restrictions. Uranus is eccentric and enjoys shocking people, and so do people with a Uranus dominant planet.

You can’t stand being told what to do. If something doesn’t make sense to you, you won’t do it unless you absolutely have too. Uranus dominant people love to break the rules.

These people can get into jobs connected to technology, the internet, computer science, software engineering, electrical engineering, anything related to electricity innovation, individual creativity, new ideas, trends, fashion, Intelligence, even music for that matter. Often, people with a Uranus dominant planet have unusual careers and life paths.

NEGATIVES:

If Uranus is afflicted, there can be clashes between you and society. It is important to integrate this planet in a constructive way. 

Some people would say that Uranus dominant people are cold hearted. This is true to some extent, but it’s a better way to put it that they are selectively emotional. 

Even then, some Uranian dominant people don’t know how to express their feelings properly, in a way that the other person understands. This can lead to misunderstandings and clashes in a relationship.

Uranus doesn’t like deep emotional bonds. Experiencing true intimacy can be hard for people with Uranus as their dominant planet in the birth chart.

Uranus is the planet of emotionless connection, connection based on an intellectual attraction. If you want to convince a Uranian, you’d better use logic and arguments instead of trying to play on evoking emotions.

People who have a Uranus dominant planet prefer the brain to the heart. This is not to say that they don’t love anyone at all. They do, but they love the few special people close to their heart.

Even then, some Uranian dominant people don’t know how to express their feelings properly, in a way that the other person understands. This can lead to misunderstandings and clashes in a relationship.

Uranus doesn’t like deep emotional bonds. Experiencing true intimacy can be hard for people with Uranus as their dominant planet in the birth chart.

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NEPTUNE 💦

Those who are Neptune dominant are known as Neptunians.

POSITIVES:

In astrology, this planet makes you soft, sensitive, mystical, in some sense of the word, unfit for the noise of everyday life. You are the most ethereal people ever.

Another positive manifestation of Neptune is empathy, selfless service, and love that comes from feeling one with everything and everyone around you.

These people tend to be extremely spiritual and prefer to experience and live life through the spiritual side of life as opposed to through the physical side of life. They are extremely compassionate and intuitive and are said to be old souls.

Neptune rules all things related to a different, higher dimension: sleeping, the subconscious, fantasy, isolation, underwater life. People who have a Neptune dominant planet in the birth chart are drawn to mysticism and they can easily tap into the sea of imagination. These are some of the most creative and artistic people out there.

At the end of the day spirituality plays a big role in the lives of Neptune dominant people. You are instinctively aligned with your higher self and the divine. Suffering around you bothers you deeply.

Neptunians can go into professions like artists, sculptors, singers, musicians, and actors, spiritual guides, etc.

Many Neptune dominant people choose to be vegetarians or vegans. They love spending time in nature and they are often concerned about pollution. There is a sense of unity with the whole world, you feel that when you hurt others, you hurt yourself.

NEGATIVES:

Some people with a Neptune dominant birth chart have a hard time drawing boundaries. They often don’t know how to communicate their needs in an assertive and direct way. This can lead to unconscious expectations, which are not met by other people most often.

It is easy to feel lonely if you are a Neptune dominant person. You often retreat into your own world from time to time.

Escapism is a typical Neptunian weakness. With challenging aspects, you simply feel detached from the world and instead of making an effort to fit in, you choose to retreat. This can be observed in many people who have Neptune dominant charts.

Your asylum can be maladaptive daydreaming, but also drugs and alcohol. Some people choose to play video games all day in order to avoid life, while others completely avoid participating in the world. The possibilities are endless here, and this can turn Neptune into a painful planet in the chart.

Neptune dominant people might have a tendency to feel that they are the victims of others. With challenging aspects, they blame others and fail to take responsibility for their lives.

People born with Neptune as their dominant planet are not prone to action and tend to be slow in the way they think and react.

A Neptune dominant birth chart suggests that you are a highly sensitive person. People with this planet strong in their charts are extremely receptive to the energies around them. They soak it up like a sponge, no matter if it is positive or negative.

For Neptune dominant people, it is a must to surround themselves with people who radiate love and understanding. When you are young and haven’t learned to protect yourself yet, you often struggle if you live in a negative environment.

If Neptune is severely afflicted, you can use the foggy energy of Neptune to deceive others. Neptune is the planet of confusion, illusions, deceit. If you live the negative manifestation of this planet, you can either trick others into believing something that is not true or you can project these energies onto others, falling prey to their shady tactics.

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PLUTO 💥

Those who are Pluto dominant are known as Plutonians.

POSITIVES:

You can always spot a Plutonian because they have an intense energy about them. Like the Scorpio sign that this planet rules, there is a powerful energy to these individuals – you will either be fascinated or intimidated by them.

With Pluto as the dominant planet in your birth chart, you are a born investigator. You are instinctively drawn to hidden things, and you enjoy learning about other people’s secrets. Pluto dominants make great researchers because of this.

People with Pluto as their dominant planet are passionate, sometimes to excess. They do not like to open up to others and can seem extremely mysterious. Sexuality is very important to a Pluto dominant personality, but they often use it as a tool. They usually have above-average sexual power. 

They have a deep emotional world and they like to dissect and get to the bottom of things, making them great investigators. They do not accept anything at face value and are constantly transforming and changing themselves.

Plutonians are attracted to the occult and mysteries of life. They’re hard to get to know, and you cant put your finger on what makes them tick. When aware of their abilities, they can possess a lot of power.

In a relationship, when a Plutonian is in love, they have very intense feelings. They want all or nothing, but preferably, all.

Plutonian people often have the ability to look beneath the surface. They are not easily fooled by appearances. They have an uncanny knack for seeing beyond the veil. They can get into professions like spies, detectives, moles, they and may also have an interest in crime shows and murder mystery.

NEGATIVES:

To begin with, people with a Pluto dominant personality don’t have it easy. They have deeper and more intense feelings than those around them, sometimes triggered by things most are not even aware of.

No wonder they often feel that they are not understood or misunderstood. As such, Plutonians will often have difficult lives. This is necessary for them so that they understand the darker side of human existence.

Many Plutonians had a childhood full of memories of being unwanted or in some way, their parents were dissatisfied with them or even ashamed of them. They learned that there is something wrong with them.

In extreme cases, they experienced even abuse or abandonment in their family, but here there are more indicators in the natal chart. They had to face the dark side of human nature at an early age. Your soul is full of deep wounds.

However, the Pluto dominant personality is prone to depression and feeling alone. Their trust was betrayed in the past, and they have to learn to form healthy relationships that support the healing process. If they fail to do so, they become isolated (this doesn’t have to be physical isolation, being lonely on the inside is just as bad).

If a Pluto dominant personality lives the negative manifestation of this planet, they can be jealous and possessive in a relationship. Pluto is an infamous planet for a reason, and if you don’t take care, you can live out its negative qualities.

Plutonians are not easy for others to understand. They were usually badly hurt (but this is by no means an excuse), and they learned that it’s best to keep their guard on.

People with a Pluto dominant chart are very defensive. They thoroughly test you before they trust you. In the past, they experienced betrayal, and they didn’t want to make the same mistake again.

When discussing Pluto in astrology, you cannot miss the fact that Pluto wants power. So do people who have this planet strong in their charts, no matter what they say. However, this is not necessarily a bad thing: power is neutral, it’s up to you to use it the right way.

You remember the pain of being controlled, and you want to avoid it by trying to control others. Depending on the rest of the chart, an emphasized Pluto can indicate a very strong financial drive.

Some Plutonians are hungry for worldly power, and they end up drawn to politics or in other type of positions of power. With Pluto dominant in your chart, there is a tendency to be selfish.

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if i'm being honest i don't really give a shit about the discourse of whether 09 is good or bad DID rep nor do i give a shit about how his DID manifests. i find that what makes him interesting isn't a label for a set of symptoms but rather his expression of those symptoms cultivated by the world he was raised in and how he responds or continues those behaviours. it's honestly more interesting to analyze the overarching systems in society that assisted in developing Mikoto Kayano into a murderer.

how different would he be if Japanese society were more open about emotions and struggles? how different would he be if he were receiving mental health treatment? would he still become a murderer and, if so, what made those mental health treatments ineffective? if he had been hired at another japanese company that didn't follow black company practices, would he still have become a murderer? if so, why? what were the factors that made an average, young adult become a murderer? so on so forth.

honestly the fetish this fandom has on his dissociated self that gives the illusion of multiplicity — when, in reality, he's a singular whole that is fragmented; cracks lined with dissociative barriers, chiseled by continuous stress — detracts from the complexity of his character and writing, flanderizing him into a prop of DID that the fandom puppets into theatrics of stigmatization that same fans claim to "educate" against when, in truth, spout blasé hearsays encrypted with a DIDcore-lese that does nothing for communicating information about the disorder and, instead, excludes and dissuades the general population that that supposed "education" is directed towards.

"Mikoto's a system from the interactive music project MILGRAM. His alter, 'John', murdered a bunch of people on the train."

so there's a program called "Mikoto" and you named the SQL table "John" with the ALTER command that somehow murdered a bunch of people. did the train running the Mikoto program malfunction because of some zero day error with the John table?

"'He has Dissociative Identity Disorder. John's a protector and Mikoto's the host."

so is this Mikoto guy some vessel or something for some supernatural ouija board summon and the John guy is like the familiar or bodyguard summoned? is their character just that? a job and occupation? that sounds boring. and what do those jobs have to do with a disorder on dissociation? are you talking about something like "occupation disorder" or "stuck-in-their-work-self disorder"? or is this some DnD homebrew class type?

what purpose does inaccessible language have if you're trying to educate the average person who isn't familiar with those online community terms that aren't even universal terms in literature nor research? and how are these terms even relevant to discussing Mikoto's character when the concepts it supposedly encompasses aren't universal nor applicable to all possible subjective presentations that a human brain can develop? and yet the fandom, and much of the online mental disorder community, treats those sociolect terms as an axiom — a universal truth, universal terms — and the lack of adherence to that speech is seen as wrong or sin.

"[insert link to some website claiming to have info on DID] is a good website if you wanna read up on what DID is!!"

and then that supposed resource uses highly specialized, nonuniversal, sociolect terms that is jargon to those who are only familiar with layman terms which makes the "information" — if it even is faithfully derived from research — seem like further jargon rather than a comprehensible source for educating.

applying this to Mikoto's character, those who aren't already acquainted with how he's spoken about likely view discussions or comments on him as indecipherable jargon thus it must mean Mikoto's character is just jargon thus not well-written or boring because according to the bubble of jargon people describe this guy with: Mikoto Kayano = computer program system + dnd classes or some chuunibyou alter ego personality savior complex + party hoster or vessel for some supernatural thing + mechanical switch that states 0 or 1 + going through some mitosis split

how does any of that relate to dissociation? people have made DID symptoms so convoluted, yet structured that convolutedness through terms and expressions that sound like some Gary Sue Ebony Dementia Darkness Raven trope that completely detracts from the fact that it's a dissociation disorder rather than a roleplay character form.

have people even considered the fact that if Mikoto had never been imprisoned, he, nor anyone, would even know he has DID— if he even counts as having DID? if how his brain works regarding how he handles stress doesn't impact his life negatively- even if he has all the symptoms of DID if how his brain works regarding how he handles stress doesn't cause disorder for him, he wouldn't have dissociative identity disorder.

the less people view Mikoto as the "alters guy", the more complex understandings can be gathered and discussed within the fandom. the more people view Mikoto as the "average, normal guy who committed a murder, but why? what caused an average, hardworking guy to commit the most grievous sin of murder?", the better the range of insight and curiosity into what shapes a person and the factors in their world — a reflection of our present reality — at play which interact and weave with one another to shape and respond to its members; the opposite of cutting off the fluidity and interwovenness Mikoto has with people and environments outside of his self that people constrain him to, that prison cell of a single label characteristic: "DID".

conclusion: for the love of torch novelgram, let's talk about Mikoto Kayano like the multifaceted, complex, shaped-by-the-socioeconomic-stratae-of-the-world-he-is-part-of-and-interacts-with well-written character he is.

[creatingblackcharacters]

Salutations! I hope you’re doing well and having a lovely day/night. I’ve been ruminating on this for a while and thought it would help to get some outside perspectives:

I’m writing a couple stories set in a distant future version of Earth, wherein portals have collapsed the concept of borders and colonial nations no longer exist. In the stories themselves, culture will be conveyed through context clues (knowledge, names, perspectives) and character design (details such as hair and clothes), but I want to specify characters’ ethnicities in separate character reference sheets.

For Black American characters, would it be better to clarify that they come from Turtle Island, as “America” no longer exists*?

*not on Earth, anyway; one human-alien space society has ascribed some national titles to the asteroids on which they live

Likewise, for African characters, is it better to refer to their nationality or tribe (I plan to do the latter, but would both be preferable?) when describing their ethnicity?

I’ve encountered similar questions with regards to every other character, as well as how some locations will be named/conveyed. At the end of the day I’m just not sure if I should approach this more informative aspect (external, yet adjacent, to these stories) through the lens of this future world or our present one. I don’t think there’s a single, or simple, answer, but I welcome numerous perspectives!!

Thank you so much for your time, and for all the work and love you put into this blog💚

Well, as I've learned, not every indigenous group calls this place "Turtle Island"! It depends on where those Black people are living, and who they are in community with, to determine what they would call the landmass once known as America. By denoting what they call it, we would be able to know what general area (or even what Indigenous community they are in) they're talking about. (And me personally, if readers are like "idk where that is" then they need to look it up!) So they would just be Black from "such and such" community.

If that's the pattern you're going by, then yeah you should also refer to African peoples by their community (I feel weird hearing "tribe" from white folk because like... It's not technically wrong but it's like... Mmmm). If you say that this person is Igbo, we know where they're from and how they identify (and again, if your readers don't know, look it up!).

[arcane-ish]

I think it's another one if those cases that lefty people always stumble across and are always stunned by anew is that just because a person is non-conservative in one area doesn't mean that they are aware or buy into all areas of leftism.

There's a large umbrella of "vaguely leftist" things and in practice the people that are aware and equally involved in all parts is quite small.

Fandom is often used to navigate and negotiate these topics, so I think average Tumblr fandom is probably more aware than what casuals are. In practice I think very few leftist topics penetrate the culture beyond the headlines and people are just very unlikely to be fully informed and signed up unless it affects them concretely.

The typical fandom manifestation are pro gay fans who are very unaware of racism stuff.

Real life examples are things like the atheism bros who started out anti church and anti conservatism because they think creationism is stupid but then turned on the left because they think "woke stuff" is just a "feelings" thing and not based on facts. Or like white educated well off gays who most naturally think they should get to get married and don't think they are going to hell but who are overall pretty okay with capitalism or gentrification. Or you know minorities or pro union types who are anti gay. People who are pro gay but anti trans.

A very typical creator level example is shows that are pro left or pro feminism but seem to have never heard of "Bury your gays/tragic lesbians". (Wasn't that just a topic in Andor and Wheel of Time)

Similarly, I'm pretty sure Amanda is very educated on bury your gays or lesbian censorship, but it seems pretty obvious that let's say War On Drugs/copaganda was just not something they ever had any deep thought or awareness of.

And leftists keep forgetting how niche some of their beliefs are.

Imo very few people are deep in leftist discourse if it doesn't affect them. Many people get only surface level impressions (love is love, gay marriage good, Trump bad, Bush stupid, racism bad, something about bath rooms), and often just move on if they don't really get it. Copaganda imo is a very high level concept that isn't very wide spread/understood by people, particularly because cop shows are so wide spread and popular. Most normies don't reflect on it, so yes, it's not that surprising that the creators aren't fluent in it (and that doesn't even cover that not all Arcane creators are American raised, so they might not have experienced all US social discourse and instead might have experienced their own relevant topics that US fans would never have on their radar, from the French colonial wars to Brexit).

(another topic is imo people who project Israel/Palestine issues into Arcane. Yeah it makes sense that it is done, since is a very current/in the news/in the public debate issue right now, but at the same time imo it's very clear it wasn't an as present issue when Arcane was being written so it just wouldn't be unless it was something people have some long lasting connection too (as was the case for The Last of Us author))

IMO it's very clear on every level (and they have both spelled this out and it's very clear in their work) that these writers value the personal over the political. They care about things like: "Jinx realizes that needs to let Vi go" or "Vi needs to embrace love" or "Jayce needs to understand Viktor better" or "Mel must wrestle with taking her mother's place". And there's nothing wrong with writing stories about personal or interpersonal catharsis.

Just because there are big topics like "how do we fight fascism" or "how to stop the climate crisis" or "what do we do about capitalism" or "what do we do about evil people with lots of power" or "what do we do about evil people who are really popular with the electorate" doesn't mean that there can't be meaningful told about things like "how do I get over a breakup" or "how do I deal with a cancer diagnosis" or "how do I navigate being an older sibling".

The problem with Arcane's writers is that they brushed past a lot of serious and yet extremely conrete topics like police brutality or calling a state of emergency for crime reasons. And IMO they did it just as a backdrop setting or for drama. In some cases they have said as much, like Amanda saying they had Vi's parents be killed by enforcers because it would make the angst between Cait and Vi better. That's because there isn't a lot of follow up. Because that's not the story. It's just the setting. The story is things like "will these sisters find each other" or "what happens to Jayce and Viktor's parntership" or "will Mel take her mother's place and/or retain her own values" or "will Ekko come to see his hatred and past the facade of Jinx's violence" or "can Jinx survive all the horrible things that happened in her life without going fully mad".

And I do think that people are rightfully annoyed that such big topics are poked at and then used as cheap setdressing. (for me personally: that isn't rare. I used to watch a lot of superhero shows and those are usually dripping with half assed metphors for all kinds of big ideas)

If Arcane had actually meant to make a point about abuse of power and "you were meant to see that as negative" then IMO it should have ended with Caitlyn saying she won't enforcer anymore. Ie Caitlyn and Vi burying their badges and vowing to find a new way to serve the community.

Or it could have been less about Caitlyn as an individual, but more about: how fucked up are the systems in Piltover that a like 24 year old in the middle of a grief breakdown can just put herself in charge (of the initial raid on the undercity). Rather than Piltover bad/Zaun good it could have been about how Piltover's system is pretty shit even for most Pilties. Could have been Cait asking somebody who represents civilian power like Mel to take over and find the balance between protecting against the abuse of power and still needing power to ward off Noxus.

In the end, I think for these writers it didn't matter enough, because to them it's just a pretty setting. So they had no intention, not motivation to majorly change it. They are unthinkingly in love with the aesthetics of the setting and the enforcers. They don't have enough awe for it to want to make sure they can never be viewed negatively. They will do some change too it, like Piltover nearly getting run over by Ambessa + Viktor, but ultimately they want it to stick around.

They just like taking things and characters and making them go really dark, for them to be taken to the extreme, but ultimately they want them to be kinda fine. With Jinx being the prime example. She did a lot of dark and violent stuff, she got put through the ringer, but they ultimately do like the idea of her running around and traveling the world and getting better.

A good chunk of people for good reason think that context matters and that Jinx's "bad stuff" isn't fully the same as "Cait's bad stuff" because of how much more power Cait has, but imo the writers really mostly lack this reference and they really just view it as different version of "I wanna take this character to the extreme", whether it's Jinx kiling people or Cait declaring martial law or Viktor going "gonna puppetify the world". They just like the concept of characters going to the edge and coming back they don't really engage all that realistically with what the "bad stuff" actually is or would mean. That's why we end up with a "people just gotta embrace and forgive each other more" ending.

Because the concrete "bad" doesn't matter, only the emotional catharsis.

A reminder to the arcane critical people that in order for a show to be copaganda, you have to come out of it thinking "wow, the cops are the good guys, they're the heroes"

At no point does the show even remotely give you that feeling about the enforcers.

You root for Caitlyn not because she's an enforcer, but because she tries to make up for the sins that enforcers have committed, including herself.

The final battle, you don't think of the enforcers as saving the city. You see Zaunites fleeing the city, rejecting the plea for help, and think "well, Piltover had that coming". You think of the battle as a natural consequence of allying with Ambessa and Noxus. That final battle is Caitlyn's and Jayce's consequence, for their mistakes made thus far.

You don't root for the enforcers. You root for the people who are trying to be better than what the enforcers have been.

If you can't understand that nuance, that's on you.

[veliseraptor]

top 5 female characters?

did another round of "spelunking in my ask box for things I never got around to answering" and found this one and like. I know why I didn't do this one (probably I got overwhelmed) but it's time now

choosing one per fandom because that makes it a little easier. partly because I could easily populate this list solely from wheel of time.

1. Tuon Athaem Kore Paendrag. She did nothing wrong! Other than all the imperialism and slavery and associated atrocities, besides that she's innocent. Look, I just love her, have loved her from my first read, and only love her more with every reread. She's got a deeply fucked up view of the world, a bone-deep need for control, a deep confidence in her own rightness that I can't wait to see shattered (and never will on page but I can think about it). What a gem.

2. Natasha Romanov. Okay I'm cheating a little on this because the next character on this list is from comics and Natasha could come from either comics or the MCU, but I'll go with her MCU incarnation since that was the first one I fell in love with (and what really got me reading comics). She's so important to me. I love a lady with a dark past as a human weapon who still kind of thinks of herself that way and is figuring out how to be a normal human person in the world. I just love her so much and I've been thinking about her a lot lately. Maybe I should get back to my pre-canon MCU Natasha fic.

3. Laura Kinney. Speaking of characters who have a dark past as a human weapon who still kind of think of themselves that way and are figuring out how to be a normal human person in the world! I mean, Laura is much further along in that journey in present comics timeline than she was when I started reading her books (with Marjorie Liu's run, thank you Marjorie Liu) but...that's so foundational to her character, still, and informs so much about how she interacts with the world. I love it, and her.

4. Minthara Baenre. A new one on this list but I've gotten deeply attached. I don't think I can kill her in any playthrough tbh except for the one where I accidentally did because I didn't realize that she could be a companion. I've romanced her twice and it's a struggle not to do it again. She's just such a particular character of a type I feel like I don't run across very often in a female character - she's ruthless, her morals run directly counter to so much of conventional morality, she's very much a paladin but not the sense that one would usually think of a paladin. She's vicious and a little bloodthirsty and "dangerous, cunning, wounded, brutal, paranoid...and utterly loyal to those she trusts." I came into this game expecting to be an Astarion girl and came out of it a Minthara girl. No regrets.

5. Clytemnestra. I keep picking up retellings with Clytemnestra in the eternal hope that they'll give me a Clytemnestra to satisfy me but honestly the Clytemnestra of Aeschylus's Oresteia remains my gold standard. Love a woman on a vengeance quest and I love even more the ways that she, in Agamemnon specifically, adopts a whole bunch of trappings of masculinity in order to justify herself and claim power for herself. Aegisthus who, this is the Clytemnestra show. I think I also find it very compelling how much she is a Mother but rather than making her a nurturing figure that is what drives her violence.

but also like. Jaenelle Angelline my beloved. Aredhel my beloved. Azula my beloved. Morrigan Dragon Age my beloved. Ling Wen and Lucille Sharpe and Baru Cormorant. my weird love of Jeyne Westerling for some reason. others I am definitely forgetting. and so many more from the canons above that I'm leaving out because of my self-imposed one per canon rule

[juullllssss]

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Anna didn't come back, even after days there was no sign of her. It made Elisa and you nervous, hearts beating like a bird in a too small cage, searching for any kind of escape. When you laid in bed at night you would squeeze your hands together trying to ground yourself in each other, none of you brave enough to voice your thoughts.

You tried to ask the guys subtle about her, searching for little crumbs of information they would allow you. Your guilty conscience reminding you how little you cared when you should be in a full blown panic. The Men seemed to sense how reluctant you questioning was.

There was no luck with Kyle, he smiled lightly and told you not to worry your little head about it, tracing a finger along your cheek which made your neck itch. Leaning closer, waiting for you to ask more.

Johnny was not better. A feral look in his eyes when you directed your attention his way. Getting impossible closer, and engulfing your hand in his calloused one, his heat prickling at your skin. Asking what he would gain if he told you. His gaze plunderous, waiting for you to slip up. Subtle like a bulldozer that one.

You didn't even try with John, but he must have known what was on your mind, ruffling your hair, when you zoned out. Winking at you as if you both shared a little secret. Sharing little portions of food at the shared dinner table, making you feel like a comrade in this twisted game of will you find out or not. You knew you should not trust them but god did they make it hard to hate them.

But the worst of them was Simon, as if he could smell Elisas and your fear he resolved back to his bodyguard duty. A gloomy shadow at the back of your neck. Nearly breathing down your spin. Somedays his observing, intense eyes haunted you into your dreams. Waking you, only for you to lay in the damp sheets. At times it unnerved you but a little part, deep in your soul reeled in the attention, the observing eye, which if you convinced yourself, was there for your protection rather then making sure none of you tried to run. A warm pulse in your belly which made this tense time bearable.

The Chores got less for you both. Their guard slowly sinking with every day none of you tried anything. You would sometimes stare out of the window, watching small animals going about their business in the tree lines. Sometimes even a fawn with his mother, stalking the line slowly, carefully. And you were watching them, intrigued. In the city signs like these didn't happen. Only bustling and rushing of the many people being something to be observed. Somedays you did that, too. Until it all became to much for you....

With the passing of time you could tell that your guard fell more and more. The more they showed you their own personality's the more your emotions conflicted. Elisa was still so scared, the thought what would happen when the men got bored of you ever present in the back of your mind. But for now you could convince yourself that this was just a really spontaneous vacation you were on. With Johnny tickling generous laughs from you with his sometimes downright stupid jokes. Making you think of him as a puppy, imaginary tail wagging every time your attention stayed a second to long on him. Needing to be held back by some of the other men now and then. Kyle being a gentlemen all the way. Getting you your favorite skin cream when you had mentioned it one time to Elisa. It should worry you how observant he was. On the contrary a warm feeling spreading in your chest because of his thoughtfulness. John somehow knowing which meals you preferred, watching you intently when you picked a little more food onto your plate.

Sometime your pride would still flare up. Bubbling in your chest, clawing up your throat. Indignation, how dare they decided for you. Having the audacity to take you, feelings you could not keep down. Breathing becoming labored in these moments. A glare directed towards any who were unfortunate enough to meet your eye. One of these times it was meet with the calm, dark gaze of Simon. He hesitated one second, then he began stalking towards your form. Never taking his eyes of yours. Your pulse speeding up in your whole body, hands starting to shake, a primal instinct making you shrink back. You didn't even know what to braze yourself for, not being able to discern Simons intent.

"Seems the little rabbit got somethin to say?" slouching over you, his body engulfing you into his shadow. A Challenge, subtle in his voice. Your grievances burned down as fast as they came. But a stubborn part of you refused to stay down. "What? You going to punish me for this? Didn't know you couldn't handle some talk back" The shake of your hands betrayed the sting of your words.

Simons eyes narrowed behind his mask. In the next second his hand was already on the back of your neck, pressing lightly. "Oh little one. You 'ave no idea. Believe me it would be no punishment." His other hand landing on your cheek. "Why don't ya let me show ya?"

Your eyes must have been as big as saucers. Being completely drown of your string of thought. Stumbling away from him. He was generous enough to allow you. You were embarrassed to admit that you had to flee from this interaction. A tactical retreat to get your bearings back together.

Everything got even more complex when you stumble upon Kyle and Simon in a position that was absolutely not meant for your eyes. Having come back to the kitchen later in the day to find something to eat. Sliding back into the shadow of the doorway you could not pull your eyes away. Kyle seemed cornered against the Fridge, a looming Simon blocking most of the view with the wide of his shoulders and back. But the sounds, oh those sounds were not easy to mistaken. Wet, hungry, sucking noises. A soft moan from Kyle shakes you from your trance. Your body already flushed, if with shame or something other you didn't know. You rush, as quietly as your pumping heart allows back to your shared room. It must be something wrong with you, was this the effects of the famous Stockholm Syndrom?

--

It was late in the evening, the men were splayed out onto the couch. The gigantic furniture holding the four massive bodies easily. You were pressed between John and Simon, huge thighs caging you in, their warm threatening to have you melting right there. Pressings your own thighs together hoping the pulsing would subside. Elisa was forced onto Johnnys lap, his huge hands holding her around her waist. You could tell from her stiff posture that she was not happy about this. But, as far as you could tell, Johnny was already holding himself back, his hands being chaste for the moment, not wandering anywhere.

The TV played on of the older football games. A recording, which seemed to be Johns favorite. You didn't really care for the sport, much less with these two behemoths around you. Taking small breaths to not drown in their combined scents, a mix of whiskey, pine and something darker you could not place.

A cry let's your head spring up. Your gaze finding Johnny and Elisa. Her hands holding onto Johnnys wrists. Fingers clamping down onto flesh, body already half lifted of him. Small whimpers are leaving her, shaking from the strain to hold herself away from him. He is cooing word into her ear, trying to sooth her down again. His hold not wavering even when you can make out scratch marks, deep enough that they draw blood from his skin.

You can feel your heart hurting from the sight. You try to stand, get to her and comfort her again. But Hands are already on you, a grip so strong it leaves you unable to pull further away. You turn your head back, ready to snap. Dark eyes let you hold your breath. "Calm down, lovie, he isn't hurtin 'er".

Elisas cry's didn't stop, her whimpering getting louder. She started struggling harder. Kyle getting up as well, kneeling next to her. Whispering to her, words you could not decipher from the distance.

"Please just let me to her, she doesn't mean this, she is scared." You could not stop your pleading with them. To scared what her defiance might mean for her fate. You were pushing away when strong hands were pulling you down towards Simons lap. His arms winding around your waist, making you straddle him, all to keep you down. His warm chest pressing against your breasts. You shuddered involutory from the rubbing, your mind being torn between enjoying the embrace and wanting to get to Elisa. In this position you were with your back to Elisa and the others. Only John kept looking at you.

Even with the sounds around you he seemed to focus on your struggling. Thoughtful Eyes observing the scene around him. The next moment he was standing up. In the blink of a second the atmosphere was changing. "Kyle, Johnny bring 'er up." The command vibrated around the room. Elisas crying getting louder, you could not help the panic and fear welling up in you. A jolt running through your body, wriggling in Simons grip, hands pushing against huge shoulders.

"No, please, she didn't mean it!" You didn't recognize your own voice. Shrill and cracking, panic evident in it. Simons hands wandered up to hold you against him by the back of your shoulders. With your body immobile, you resulted in shaking your head, at if your silent refusal would change anything. Simon attempted to sooth you, nuzzling into your neck, his warm mask rubbing against sensitive skin. It left you shaking, your body not obeying your racing mind.

In the background you could hear Johnny and Kyle moving. Then John stepped into your view, blocking you off. His gaze searched for yours, eyes hard, focused. When you refused to meet his gaze he griped your chin, forcing you to look at him. "Knew ya were a good girl, want to protect 'er, don't ya?" With little room you attempted to nod, you could feel your tears wetting your cheeks.

John rubbed them away slowly, smearing them with his tumb. "Then 'ow about a deal, little one?"

This time you were sure, these eyes were the one of a Predator.

[kayzero]

adventures in beta discussions

[marciaillust]

bro fuck it im workposting. i did illustrations, i storyboarded, i directed. I did many cool things in 2024 and millions of people all over the world saw em. that has to count for something

[waywardstation]

So I have no idea who else to freak out about this to:

Does anybody else remember that in Pokemon XY at the Parfum Palace there are statues of Reshiram and Zekrom? Because I forgot and now I'm buzzing in excitement wondering if that means something is finally going to be done with them in Z:A? Will it tie into Ingo and Emmet?

(Sorry, I just really wanted to gush about this)

Yes they are! (This is a Pokemon Masters EX background but none the less, they’re there in the games)

I’d be surprised if they do anything concerning Gen 5 legendary pokemon seeing as they’re in the Gen 6 region, as PLA didn’t include any box legendaries outside gen 4 (only legendaries included outside of sinnoh at all were the Forces of Nature, and they added a hisuian fourth anyways with Enamorus, so I’d sort of expect PLZA to do the same to another group of legendaries). But who’s to say; PLZA doesn’t have anything that says it has to be exactly like PLA! It could be different!

Regardless, it is interesting to see Kalos have statues of Unova’s legendary dragons. It would be cool to see if PLZA could possibly give a narrative reason for that and put some important event including them, but of course I’m just speculating on a hypothetical right now.

I’m not sure OP, but it would be interesting to see if they would do something with the legendary dragons! Thanks for brining this to me! :)

[ebonytails]

maybe im just dumb but what is the difference between kris p and kris t?

TL;DR - They are Kris Dreemurr fictives and we needed a way to differentiate them

Oh you're not dumb, don't worry! It really is a little confusing because we haven't talked about who they or we are in a very long time. I'm going to talk a lot here so you have all the context you might need! If it''s too long,, the TL;DR above is the gist of it.

For context, we are a system! You can read about it a little in our FAQ

Kris T and Kris P are TWO Kris introjects/fictives of Kris Dreemurr from Deltarune in our system.

Originally we just had Kris T who split in Dec 2018, and then when Chapter 2 came out, Kris P came into our system after that. Of course at first, Kris T. was just "Kris", but since we had a double now, we had to figure out how to differentiate between the two. We knew another Kris fictive from a different system at this time who was nicknamed P. Kris by Susie in our system, and susie wanted to emphasize who she was talking about.

SO. As a small nod to that, everyone decided to nickname Kris P as Kris P, as an inverse of P. Kris.

A little convoluted, I know!

Besides being Kris introjects/fictives though, they also look different! I made some new drawings to try and showcase their differences if that helps :3?

Their dark world forms also look different. Kris T's is simpler, with a shiny soft cape, while Kris P's is more complicated with a hooded cape, which is also described as "very comfortable"

Here's a whole Toyhouse of images of how Kris T. looks like right now! There's also his reference ! vvv

Sorry if you weren't interested in our "life story"! They're not just random characterizations (they are alters), so I wasn't sure how to answer w/o giving you some sort of explanation.

They have their own sideblogs, so if you have specific questions directed towards them, you can always ask here because we'll see it better, or you can send them an ask in their own blogs. Kris T's is @kristalpepsi, and Kris P's is @itswhattheycallyou

[lucabyte]

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[quaranmine]

On Wednesday before I gave my presentation I confessed to a new employee that I was worried it would be too long and she brightly told me her life hack was to just let AI rewrite things for her. She said I should put in all my talking points and ask ChatGPT to give me a five minute exactly presentation. I was like....how is the most polite possible way (since this is a new colleague I shouldn't get off on the wrong foot with) that I can express that I will Not be taking this advice. Ever. I told her that I didn't think we were allowed to use ChatGPT at this job (we most certainly are not, it is a nightmare for any type of protected information) and also that I prefer to write all of my own work. Despite my best efforts the last part of that was still passive aggressive, lol.

Something about being a writer makes it so that it's almost offensive to me for someone to suggest I use AI to do my work instead? Like, the day I reach the point where I let AI write something for me is the day y'all need to be checking me for brain damage because clearly I'm losing it

[enlichened]

Solas (trying desperately to condense his time there into a story), sera (used to finding spaces for herself in places with very little, will take what she needs because its never given), and vivienne (Insists upon herself. and other people giving her space and recognition because she knows what happens when she doesn't have that) being the ones to really make a space Their Own in skyhold makes me surprisingly emotional.

[noirandchocolate]

Y’know, it’s always frustrating in a fandom when a regular ol’ fan makes a claim or states a theory and couches it in terms of “the creators meant this” or “the creator said this,” providing zero actual evidence of the creator saying or meaning “this,” and then thereafter other fans who’ve read the post or heard about it through the grapevine just assume that yes, this interpretation is canon, because “the creator said so” or “the creator obviously meant it.”

This can of course also happen without the original poster making a definite claim the creator did something; they can even say, “I think the creator meant this,” and if enough people read and think “oh hey that makes sense” about the post, later on there will still be people who act like it’s not just a fan-theory, it’s canon somehow.

Frustrating when you don’t share what is essentially a headcanon that’s risen to prominence. (Especially when the creator has actually, provably said the exact opposite thing.) But really, it’s frustrating regardless, because like…nobody asks for evidence? Not “what is there in canon that supports this theory” but “upon what extrinsic proof are you basing your claim that ‘the creator said/meant’.”

Plenty of neat fan-theories and headcanons have some support in canon. But if you’re gonna say “this IS CANON because THE CREATOR SAID/MEANT,” you’ve got to do more than just say that!

(Except, I guess you don’t. Because people will just learn to parrot you without evidence anyway.)

[starlight-eclipsed]

Hi! For Wild’s chapter in Like a Rag Doll, is it possible to get a translation for the old English sentence at the beginning? I think I got most of it but I am not sure about the “warden hi onyenes” part is supposed to be.

Thank you!

Hello! Just to be entirely honest before I share it--I absolutely based it off the stone tablets in totk. There are some other words that I researched before adding, but for the most part it was me squinting at the text and trying to figure out how the words worked XD

You did get most of it:

'Ond so the goddesse seyde tha a champion bith from the skie comen, to warden hi onyenes the wroth god of derknesse.’

"And so the goddess said that a champion born from the sky will come, to ward it against the wrathful god of darkness."

It's definitely not perfect, but I'm choosing to make it the consequence of time on poorly kept oral tradition.

But yeah, it's referencing how Sky had to hold back Demise, specifically the seals he would use. Hylia was 'speaking' in this part, as her plan to defeat Demise was explained to the audience ^-^