It is many years in the future. A disease has wiped out 90% of the men on earth. Marriage is illegal and men are encouraged to breed with as many women as possible. Life is easy… until you fall in love.
Small sketch of Ibunduur the plant zombie and a birb! Ibun used to be an Orrian wizard who lost his body while messing up with forbidden magic, then hundreds of years later Wooch found his soul, went full Frankenstein and made a sylvari-like body with a human skeleton base for the soul to accomodate.
Ibun actually has a terrible personality so Wooch got him a raven chick to make him a bit more compassionate. It only helped a little, if at all, and the raven is Ibun’s partner in crime now.
Feel the excruciating pain. Shout it out from the top of your lungs. Cry your heart out until your eyes hurt. Have time for your unending flashbacks. Let it be. Don’t suppressed it. Let your emotions burn your whole system. Let your mind ignites it more. Let your feelings burn to ashes. Endure it until it makes you numb. Until you have no choice but to let it all flow. You need time to feel this. Reminisce everything until your head aches. Drown yourself of tears until you fall asleep. Do it for yourself because you need it. Do it as you wanted to, do it until you get tired and you have no choice but to breathe from that suffocating place you have been.
Your heart have been tortured numerous times that it kills you figuratively.
You deserve more than that.
Your life doesn’t depend on that someone. You have your family and your friends. You are loved. You’re precious.
You’re a lovely living creature. Too lovely that, that someone can’t handle you. It’s not your fault. It’s not that someone’s fault either. It’s the universe choice.
Because everything happens for a reason, we may know it know but soon we will. It’s either to save us from someone who’s not good for us or better than that. Let’s be thankful of this pain, it makes us feel alive. It makes us who we are in the near future.
Those negative emotions? Kill that too. Burn it with your whole system for you to be able to start new.
Keeping grudge is no good. Bitterness won’t take you somewhere. Regrets won’t take back time. Despair and loneliness won’t change anything. Don’t depressed yourself on something that had happened. Instead, be thankful and let it be the reason for the better version of you.
After burning all those emotions, make sure that there’s no debris left. Forgive even that someone is not sorry. Not because that someone needs it but because it will help you feel at ease. Have peace for yourself. Don’t let it consume you but don’t forget the lesson you’ve learned from it.
Most especially, take time for yourself. No one is pressuring you to move on that fast and you don’t have to pretend that you are. Time won’t heal scars but it will help you realize the significant things in life.
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jessicamarcia requested: Jungkook + Idol/Fan AU Pairing: Jungkook | Reader Genre: Fluff Word Count: 17,378 Author’s Note: Tbh I had some apprehension about this request because an idea I stumbled upon that just kept coming back to me was directly from this fantasy I kept about having about what would happen if I ever meet Jungkook and how and this just feels very personal to me as a result. Regardless, I decided to share because I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t decide to contribute my pain to the fandom.
ALSO, sentences in italics are being spoken in Korean.
Summary: You never understood the gravity of your position as an intern working Kcon until you fall for one of your favorite idols, Jeon Jungkook—quite literally too.
Sometimes you think you have a lot of mixed feelings when it comes to your job.
On one hand, it’s a pretty incredible opportunity, one that you acknowledge not a lot of people get to experience first hand: which is working as an intern in the event operations department for Kcon—the annual Korean convention in which big Kpop groups will travel around the world to bring their music and their joy to the international fanbase. For someone who never actually had the means and the ability to make the trip as an audience member of your own accord, it’s fascinating to witness the back-the-scenes sight of how much effort and how much time goes into planning and organizing an event of this scale.
And because Kcon it in of itself is half a convention and half a concert, there were always many people needed to cover the different subsections of the event, which is where your role as an intern came into play. Given that there were two interns in the department of organizing the physicality of the event, you were put on the team mainly in charge of organizing the convention while the other intern assisted with scheduling of the talents and making sure the performances would go by smoothly.
But on the other end of that spectrum, working with vendors really allows you to see how many people handle responsibility and deadlines and it makes you want to pull the hair out of your roots. You like to think of yourself as a fairly reasonable person, giving a vendor 24 hours to respond to emails at the latest before having to resort to more emails and phone call—but this is absolutely ridiculous.
I don’t think people understand how difficult being in a long distance relationship can be. You have great moments where you FaceTime and laugh and makes jokes and talk all night until you fall asleep. You text cute Goodmorning text, you text cute goodluck text and all the I love yous and I’m in love with yous but then there are the not so great moments where you cry on the phone, you argue, you feel like just giving it all up, you start second guessing. But I don’t think anyone understand not even yourself how throughout all of that your love for that person just continues to carve even deeper and everyday the thought of even letting them go scares you. It feels utterly impossible to fall so in love with someone so far away but there you are falling in love all over again every single day. Losing them is like losing yourself. They’ve become so important to you that you feel as if though you cannot function without them. Everyone says to “Never depend on someone else to make you happy” but how could you not ? They are all you have, your rock. No matter how hard it gets always remember one thing.. it’s hard to give up but it’s even harder to give up when it’s everything you’ve always wanted. Distance is temporary but love is not!
Maybe you’re scrolling through tumblr to numb the storm that’s raging in your heart and wasting time until you can fall asleep
Maybe you’re laying on your bedroom floor in surrounded by your tears and consumed by your fears
Maybe you’re crying in the shower for the tenth time this week because you can’t face your family or your roommates or your husband or your wife or your boyfriend or girlfriend or yourself with tears streaming down your face
Maybe you’re crying over the same stupid boy for the millionth time and hating him because he’s made it so very clear he’s happy with someone else
Maybe you’re crying because everyone else is married or has a boyfriend or has their life together
Maybe you’re thinking of just ending it all
Maybe the thought of not having to face another day seems like the best option of them all
Maybe you believe in Jesus like I do
But maybe sometimes you question Him and you question yourself and you question your beliefs and you question your faith and you question every. single. thing. that comes into your mind.
Maybe the darkness of depression won today and the light of Jesus wasn’t shining as bright as it has before.
Or maybe you’re spending the evening surrounded by your closest friends and laughing until your stomach hurts or drinking the night away
But maybe, just maybe, deep down you feel it too.
Tonight I cried in front of my mom for the first time in a very, very long time. You see, she struggles with depression too. And I’ve just recently found the strength to talk to my doctor and my boss and my best friends about the darkness that is depression and how it’s overtaken my life lately. But I haven’t told her. I can’t tell her. I can’t let her down. I can’t let her feel like she’s failed anymore than she already feels she has. She held me and I cried and I shook and I got mascara all over her shirt. Bless her soul.
She picked my head up and she said to me, “You are strong. You are beautiful. You are smart.” “Everything will be alright. And I don’t know what that looks like.” “There’s more to life than boyfriends and babies.”
So through my teary, teary eyes let me pick your head up, even for just a moment.
YOU are strong. YOU are beautiful. YOU are smart. I don’t know what alright looks like for you, but I know it will be all right.
Let me pick your head up through a computer screen and typed letters and a very long post. Let me pick your head up because I know heads can get so heavy when they’re filled with sadness and darkness and racing thoughts and brokenness.
I wish I could give you a reason to stay here on earth for just one more day, but I’m honestly struggling to find one for myself tonight. I do know, that whoever you are, where ever you are, you have worth. And I do too. And maybe tomorrow will be brighter. Or maybe we’ll cry ourselves to sleep again. Let’s hold on, together, for whatever reason, for one more day.