i’m. gonna disappear for awhile. apparently my grandfather passed away the other day a few days after i met w/ him w/ my gf and i keep thinking abt hugging him and seeing him for the first time in months and i cannot. think abt it rn or anything and i’m going to just. sit on the beach for awhile. and just. idk
BTS Reaction to: Their s.o becoming blind after an accident
Anon asked: “Hello! Can i ask a bts reaction where their s/o become blind after an accident? Thank you!“
Author’s note: This is really sad but I added some fluff in it. Still the feels though! Gifs aren’t mine.x
The moment the doctor said those words Seokjin felt his heart break. Not just because you could never see him again, but also because you lost your vision. He knew how much you loved to look at pretty fields of flowers and sunsets but now you were blind you would never be able to see that again. When you broke down Seokjin quickly rushed to your side in attempt to comfort you.
“Y/N, I can’t even imagine what you must be going through right now but please know that I’m not gonna leave you, okay? I’ll be here by your side to help you through this.”
Yoongi couldn’t even start to imagine what must have been going through your head. He thought it was awful that you could never see again but he was the one with the vision while you just lost it. Yoongi would push his own feelings aside and would make sure that you were somewhat okay. He wasn’t crazy and knew that it would take you a very long time to accept it but he’d make sure that he’ll always be there.
“Y/N, baby, I love you. Please remember that. You’re very strong and you can get through this, okay?”
Just like you he’d break down. As if your car accident hadn’t been bad enough already, the doctor also just told you that you were blind. You’d never see again. Hoseok couldn’t even imagine how you’d feel but he was too caught up in his own thoughts. He’d tightly hold your hand as he slowly started to realize that you’d never be able to see him again, or your future kids if you’re luckily enough to have those. Just those thoughts alone made him cry harder but he always wanted to be there for you. So he just held you tightly as you both cried together.
“I’m so sorry all of this is happening to you Y/N. You really don’t deserve all of this. I love you so much”
Namjoon would be the most mature one in this situation. He’d try to be strong for you while on the inside he was completely breaking down. Just the thought of you never being able to see again made tears swell up behind his eyes. Namjoon quickly wiped them away as he gently rubbed your back while you listened to the doctor. He felt the need to be there for you even more than he already was. Namjoon would do everything just to help you. He’d make changes in the house so it would be safer for you. He knew he could never make you able to see again but he could make it as comfortable for you as possible.
“Y/N, I know that I can’t give you your vision back but the least I can do is trying to make you feel comfortable and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do.”
Just like Hoseok Jimin would get very emotional. He knew this would have a big impact on both of your lives but he loves you so leaving you didn’t even cross his mind once. Jimin wanted you to feel comfortable so just like Namjoon he’d to whatever just so you’d feel a little better. He’d make sure to be by your side at all times because he knew just how much you needed him during this hard time. When he noticed that you were starting to feel bad he’d instantly rush to your side to embrace you tightly, knowing that his hugs would always make you feel better.”
“Y/N, just know that I’ll be here no matter what, okay? If you want to go somewhere just let me know and I’ll come with you.”
Despite being young he knew this had a bigger effect on you than it did on him, so he’d put your feelings before his own. Just like Namjoon he’d make sure you were okay first. He’d try to convince you that it wasn’t the worst thing in the world and that he wouldn’t leave you over this. Once he was all alone he’d break down completely. Taehyung couldn’t even imagine what it would be like from now on since you couldn’t see him anymore. So your relationship changed a little. You two became a lot touchier because it made both of you feel more comfortable. It made you feel comfortable because you knew he was there and Taehyung because it made him realize that your relationship was still worth holding on to.
“Y/N. I know you might not be able to see me anymore but as you can tell I’m always by your side. I just want you to be safe.”
His whole world would come crashing down. You were his everything and if there was one thing Jungkook absolutely loved about you it was the way you looked at him. Because of his young age he still had some insecurities and was scared that you’d leave him. But when he saw the way you looked at him he’d always be reassured. Knowing that that would never happen again just made his heart break. Jungkook realized that he had to come up with a way to show you that he wasn’t gonna leave you. So for the next couple of weeks he was practically glued to your side. He’d do everything for you. He’d do your paperwork, help you around and cuddle with you when you felt sad. Jungkook knew that this was obviously harder on you than it was on him so he tried his best to be strong for you and to be a good boyfriend.
“Are you sure you don’t need anything else Y/N? If you need something just tell me, okay? I’m supposed to take care of you and I will.”
i think i’m gonna leave tumblr for a bit (personal reasons) i’ll be on sometimes maybe when i’m on my laptop and just feel like scrolling through here but i’m gonna delete the app from my phone. need a break. hope you guys can understand :)
I mean, despite whatever stomach bug I’ve got right now, I haven’t thrown up at all with it so far, but I’ve also been avoiding most solid foods just in case.
Still, I’m gonna ask Maria to bring me home some soup and Sprite when she gets off work, though, because I don’t wanna push my luck.
(And for those who are like, “I thought you and Maria broke up!” We kinda did, but we’re still living together as a couple until I leave the country here in a few months. So it’s kinda like we’ve given each other two weeks notice or something, only it’s more like an amorphous, “once we get these bills paid off and I move out” sort of notice, if that makes sense.)
i fucking LOVE scorpio people (i'm one but i just love others scorp so much), like don't worry bby i trust you and you can trust me stop your angsty bullshit and talk to me i'm here and never gonna leave, i just click so well with ppl with scorpio placements, they're so interesting and intense and!! i love them so much! except maybe their feelings bc then when i'm around i'm just always like 'why am i suddenly sad?' 'i'm worried abt you rn' 'are you ok dude?' '[intense angsty staring]' and all
Right?? Scorpios are so lovely. 🙇♀️ Although I do like the moons better than the suns, we just click better most of the time!
You see a sentence
written in cyrillic. Some of the letters are familiar. You see the
meaning shimmering underneath the surface. You almost grasp it, but it slips away. The letters on the page mock you silently.
You know this Czech word. You’ve already learnt it in Polish. It is not the same word. It is a grave insult. Your slavic friends are shocked and embarassed for you when they hear you speak it.
There is a sentence in
Croatian. There is a sentence in Serbian. There is a sentence in
Bosnian. They are all the same sentence.
You have to write about your day in Slovak. You spend the night polishing the draft. You fail your assigment. It’s written in Czech. You don’t know Czech.
P is not what it seems. You have to remember that.
The Croatian sentence
does not mean what the Bosnian sentence means. They both mean the same in Serbian.
That word has a diminutive. The diminutive has its own diminutive. The diminutive of the diminutive also has a diminutive. Nobody knows what the final diminutive of a word is. Some say the knowledge had been lost in centuries past and matrioshkas are the echo, the tangible warning left for us to remember. No living creature should hold the means of diminishing something into nonexistence. Others say you may still find some of them in old soviet textbooks, if you dare to look in abandoned schools of Chernobyl.
Someone is speaking to you. Is that a he or a she? You aren’t sure. It’s an abstract concept. Why does it have gender.
You see a word in a
dictionary. It has seventeen letters and only one vowel. You close the dictionary very carefully not
looking at the phonetic transcription. The shape of it haunts you in
your sleep. You wake
up face damp with tears, a bitter taste on your tongue. The clock blinks 3:03AM. You do not dare look up that word again.
This word means the
same thing in the five slavic languages you’re familiar with. You use
it in the sixth one. That word does not exist in this language. It never
did. There is now a word-shaped void in the fabric of this language.
The natives look at you uneasily. There is a new quality to the silence and your palms start to sweat.
H is not H. H is not H. H is not H. H is not H.
One day you flip through your dictionary. A page is missing. What was the word? You can’t remember. There is pressure building at the back of your head. The clock blinks 3:03AM.
You write my name
is in cyrillic. There are shadows dancing on the walls. They grow
longer with each letter you write down. It is not cyrillic you’re
using. You keep writing my name is. The shadows now bleed from
the tip of your pen. It’s irrelevant. You need to remember the right
N is not N is not N is
not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N
is not… If only you could remember the letters. The letters are important. What was it, that wasn’t N?
There are nine different prefixes
you can add to a verb to change its meaning. There are fifty three different suffixes you have to add to a verb to make it
work. In the end the only thing left of the original is a vague shape
of one of its middle consonants.
You can feel the anguish radiating from the verb’s mutialted form. A desperate sob escapes through your clenched teeth.
You’re so, so sorry, you didn’t meant to. You didn’t. It doesn’t matter.
You now read a text in
Russian. You’ve never learnt Russian. Why are you reading that text? The words burn your eyes,
the meaning searing your mind.
There’s a shot of vodka in front of
you. You don’t drink alcohol. You don’t care. All existence is
meaningless, your soul’s in eternal pain. A broken matrioshka lays at your feet. There is no salvation, she says boring into your eyes. You open your mouth to answer, but there is only a burst of harsh rustle. It dies in whispering echoes a moment later. Your glass is empty again.