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kkami-writes · 7 months

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waiting for us — chapter thirty two. masterpieces wc. 611 + 2 SS

Hyunjin is nothing but incessant in holding your hand the entire time you guys walk through the gallery. You happily oblige. He all but drags you from painting to painting, literal stars in his eyes while he admires the art. It’s a different look compared to when he’s doing his own sketches, the way his perfectly sculpted eyebrows pinch together and his tongue pokes out.

You will never admit how often you stared at him during your shifts at love stay. Nor are you blind to the others who stare at the pretty boy. For once you’re thankful for your resting bitch face as you glare at them for making Hyunjin uncomfortable under their attention.

Your heart broke when Hyunjin told you about how before he turned 16 people would try to get at him simply for his looks. They had all wanted to wear him like he was a purse, showing him off like he was some trophy. Even after finding his soulmates, people still tried to use him. Some people were shameless.

Yes. Hyunjin is handsome, you’d have to be blind to not think so. But you want to see all the different sides of Hyunjin, learn more about his passions and his hobbies. Even the bad parts, like his caffeine addiction or the constant procrastination on projects.

He’s guiding you through the paintings and statues, leaning close to whisper his own thoughts, analyzing each and every piece. Yet you can’t pay attention to what he’s saying, the way he’s so close that you can smell the floral cologne he’s wearing and it’s making you just the slightest bit light headed. His breath is hot against the shell of your ear, eliciting a shiver running down your spine. You’re pretty sure the boy is doing it on purpose, if his smirk is anything to go by.

You’d like to wipe it off his face.

Preferably with your lips.

Still, despite not being the most artsy person ever or even really know much about fine art you enjoyed looking at all the pieces. An argument could be made that fashion was just another art form and you had enjoyed dressing up, making outfits. It had been the only way you could express yourself and as a bonus it did boost your confidence if not just a little bit.

You know virtually nothing about art though so you’re all the more happy to listen to the boy drone on and on. How can you not when he looks so adorable trying to explain 17th century aesthetics. Honestly it all goes over your head because wow, how can you pay attention to anything when his lips look so enticing? Was he wearing lip gloss? Or were his lips just this shiny?

Jeez, when did you become such a simp? You were simply losing your mind and you’d 100% blame the boys for that. Not that you were really sane in the first place. That’s a different story for another time though.

It only takes about an hour to walk through the entire exhibit, Hyunjin beaming even as you two leave.

“May I escort you home my dear princess,” You rolled your eyes playfully at the boy, slipping your hand into his.

“Of course my lovely prince, I would love nothing more,” His eyes shine a little more as you play along, absolute adoration swimming in his eyes and it makes your heart skip a beat.

And if you kiss him on the cheek before getting out of his car? Well, you’re sure the other boys will know because if you know anything, it’s that Hyunjin will absolutely rub it in their faces.

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bts-0t-7 · 6 months

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Moonlight Sanctuary | OT7

Pair: Werewolf OT7 x F Reader

Summary: In a chase, you find a cottage in the midst of the woods. Barging in, you found seven men at your aid and you never expected things to turn out the way it did. But you were forever grateful for how it did.

Genre: Fluff, werewolf au, human reader

Chapter Warnings: Violence, abuse

You aren’t alone. If you ever need a helping hand, our fellow social services, friends, and family will always be there. If anybody is going to be insensitive on this topic on my blog, you will be blocked. Borahae💜

WC: 2297

The moon hung low in the night sky as you ran in the opposite direction of your house. Well, your brother’s house. You had never considered it a home the moment things took a drastic turn after your parent’s death. A home is a place where one feels safe and secure but this is… this was no home.

You had no sense of direction as you blasted through thick foliage and wet mud. The sky was dark and thunder boomed when you left but now it was pouring. Drenched from head to toe, you felt your anxiety rise as the sky darkened and your lungs collapsed. You paused at the foot of a tree, bending down to catch your breath. You had no idea where you were going. All you knew was that you needed to run.

Run. Run. Run or they will catch you again.

The air was still with your heavy breathing and loud splatters of rain when you heard rustling sounds. Suddenly blinded by the onslaught of light, you made out the rough shape of your bulky brother. Fearing for your life, you quickly stumbled up and ran again. You didn’t dare look back but you dared to look up.

The moon was shining bright tonight, despite the darkness that was chasing you. It casted an ethereal glow over the dense forest and if you tilted your head just right, you could see little rainbows in the making. You ran through the trees, heart pounding against your chest. You didn’t know how far or how close you were to your brother and his gang. At the same time, you didn’t know where the fuck you were. You could just imagine being eaten up by some sort of nocturnal animal in here.

“BITCH! Come back here! Who said you could run away, huh?”

You tried to pump your legs harder - to give you more strength. But you found yourself short of any sort of energy. You didn’t have dinner and it was during your break did you sneak past the back door and run away from them, hastily slipping on your clothes for some decency. You carried nothing with you - just you, underwear, and clothes - which is essentially whatever you were wearing.

“Ey! I swear you’re going to get it from me when we catch you! FUCK, you’re done!”

The sound of your own harsh breathing drowned out the haunting echoes of your abusive brother’s threats. For years, you endured his cruelty, but tonight - tonight you had enough. He sold your body. Sold your body to his friends. You had sobbed and begged with every last shred of dignity you had but they never listened. You didn’t know where you were going but you knew you couldn’t stay there any longer.

You stumbled through the woods on clumsy feet, the darkness of the foliage seemed to close in around you. You tried to keep your anxiety at bay, knowing it would do you more harm than good if you started to panic. Branches clawed at the exposed skin of your feet, the ground beneath the flimsy slippers you hastily wore was uneven and treacherous the deeper you went. Fear gnawed at your insides and despair threatened to overtake you. Breathing harshly, you tried to keep yourself calm.

Just as you thought that all hope was lost and you would have to be running forever or be caught, your attention focused on the soft glow of light emitting from a cottage house. Without thinking, you ran towards it and pulled against the handle, trying every one until you found an open door and slammed it shut behind you.

Sliding onto the floor, you placed your head between your legs, breathing through your mouth. You were tired and bruised. You heard before you saw someone stand in front of you, shadow covering half of your hunched over body. Your breath caught as you slowly took in the sight before you. You were the centre of their attention, their eyes reflecting the silver light of the moon. You were sure you weren’t breathing. THese were the folklore of your little village - stories passed down by the elders from generation to generation.

Werewolves.

Nobody believed that there were such mystical beings living amongst you. But you were certain that they were exactly what you believed. These seven men that surrounded you brought around them an aura of power and grace.

You could easily tell by the tall and commanding figure to your left that that was the leader of the pack. He stepped forward, gait slow and steady, approaching you as if you were a scared prey. But you were quite the opposite. As you looked at each of them, they surveyed you quietly. Looking at each of them in their eyes, you felt a connection deep in your blood - a spark of recognition of what belongs.

“Are you in danger?” he asked, voice low and soothing.

You nodded, voice trembling as you replied, “My - my brother, he and his friends, they - they -”

The door was suddenly banged open as you stumbled into the man’s hold. You felt a sense of protection and comfort you had never known when you were with them. They surrounded you again, this time, as a protection barrier between you and your brother.

You curled deeper into yourself.

Without hesitation, a man grabbed your cheeks and forced you to look at his smiling eyes. “Hey! My name is Jimin! What’s yours?”

“Y/N, come here now.” Your brother commanded. Shivering in your spot against Jimin’s body, you shook your head and rejected him. You didn’t want to.

“Come here now or you will regret it.” You shook your head. You didn’t want to go back to the life you once had. If it was considered life.

“Come here and I won’t kill these ‘men’. They are vicious monsters, you know that.”

Your head turned when you heard your name being called. “You are safe here. We won’t let anyone hurt you now.” You nodded and turned away from your brother, clinging onto Jimin’s shirt tightly.

“It’s funny how you claim to care for your sister when you sold her off. It is funny how you think you would be able to hurt us.” The man with cat-like eyes formed into slits. He certainly looked more like a cat than a wolf.

“HAH!” Your brother laughed maniacally. “You are a bunch of monsters. Werewolves? Ridiculous! You are not wolves nor are you humans. Monsters is an appropriate word to use for paws.”

“Shall we let her choose then?” The man with a fluffy head of hair said.

The silence that followed was deafening. The tension in the air was at its peak and both sides were ready for an attack.

“Come now, Y/N. Let’s go home, I’ll get you some ice cream if you cooperate now.” Your brother held his hand out, palm facing up - placating. He didn’t want to lose his face in front of his friends and males who didn’t even know you.

But you refused. Your head went to Jimin’s neck as you stood up, trying to hook a leg onto his waist.

Keyword: trying.

You were just too short for him.

The man with fluffy hair chuckled lowly at your attempts. Quickly hooking a hand under your thighs, he lifted you up onto Jimin’s hip. As he left, going back to his spot, your hand shot out to hold him in place, accidentally pulling against his hair instead. Your hand quickly retracted and your head shot up.

“I -”

He was quick to soothe you, one hand patting your thigh in a soothing rhythm while the other went to your untamed hair, softly stroking the back of your head.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay, okay? You can do whatever you want with me.” You hesitantly pulled against the sleeve of his shirt.

“Stay? Please?”

He nodded. “Of course, darling. I wouldn’t dare go anywhere.”

The rest of the males reformed themselves to ensure that the three of you in the centre were protected.

“I think it is clear what her choice is. Now leave.” The pack leader commanded, voice strong with power. You saw your brother’s friend pull him along.

“Fine! Die with these mutts around you, whore!”

The cat-wolf lunged for your brother when the pack leader pulled him back.

The males remained in the formation only when they were certain your brother was far enough and they couldn’t smell him from the distance anymore. Only then did they relax their posture, slowly turning towards you with worried eyes. You were no longer shaking in Jimin and the fluffy hair’s hold but your scent was still sour with fear.

They cautiously moved up the stairs to the living room where they sat down at the sofa. You turned your head to look at them. All seven males were foreign to you - as foreign as the way they made you feel safe and protected.

“Should we… say names?” The man with a whole sleeve of tattoos asked, eyes big and filled with curiosity - just like a bunny’s, you thought.

“I’m Namjoon.” The pack leader started.

“Yoongi.” You finally had a name for the cat-wolf.

“Taehyung.” The fluffy head of hair appeared into your view again. “But I give you special permission to call me TaeTae!”

You nodded.

“I’m Seokjin but just Jin is okay, yeah?”

“Me! Me!” The bunny man hopped up. “I’m Jungkookie!”

“You can call me Hobi!”

Oh that man was filled with sunshine, you could clearly see.

“And I’m Jimin but you already know that, little one.”

You nodded.

“Would you like to ask us anything?”

You shook your head then nodded again, pointing to Yoongi. “Cat-wolf. Cat. Meow-Meow.”

Jungkook burst out laughing from your left, igniting a round of laughter that filled the room and lifted the heavy atmosphere.

“For you, you can call me whatever you want, darling.” Yoongi smiled, gums out as he looked at you with adoration.

In that moment, you felt their strength and loyalty, their offering to you of a sanctuary - a refuge from the darkness you fought so hard from. From those that have haunted your life for so long.

As time passed, you became part of their pack - a human amongst werewolves. They were patient in teaching you their traditions and customs, their code of honour and their ways. You learned that they were the protectors of the forest, guardians of the vulnerable, and that they are the core value of the balance of nature itself.

Namjoon, with his kind eyes and strong presence, quickly became a source of your strength and guidance for you. His knowledge and wisdom never failed to keep you entertained. Although clumsy, this man was the foundation of his pack.

Seokjin, with his unseriousness and constant care, he helped heal the wounds that your brother and his friends had inflicted upon you. He kept you steady as you grew, always ensuring to pull you up when you got down but bringing you down when you were too high up.

Yoongi, the car-wolf, with his gentle hands and calm nature became another one of your rocks. He never failed to teach you something new that day and he most certainly cooked one of the best foods you have ever tasted - rivalling Seokjin’s.

Hobi, with his everlasting laughter and sunshine, was an easy person to be around as you healed from your wounds. He never fails to make you laugh. With him around, there was never a dull moment.

Jimin, with his soft and calming nature, he unintentionally healed both your emotional and mental wounds. While Seokjin cared for your physical wounds, Jimin was always a talking buddy that helped you through understanding yourself and your worth.

TaeTae, with his outgoing mischievous nature, the both of you were constantly creating something to be cleaned up. Hand-in-hand with Jungkookie, the three of you liked to run out and about, being everywhere.

Jungkookie, with his curiosity and strength, the both of you were always causing mischief for the others. Like partners-in-crime, the both of you would be curious about everything and anything, so the both of you would always take it upon yourselves to figure out the answers.

But you have also come to realise that the entire pack was more than just a pack - they were a family. Each of them had their own unique qualities and were a force to be reckoned with. Today was a full moon and under the light of the glowing orb, you discovered a love and acceptance that you had never known. Your past, with all its pain and suffering, seems to fade into the background when you are with them. Embracing the new chapter of your life, you ran forward with them, putting your full trust in the seven males you had learned to understand.

With your heart and spirit soaring, you felt the exhilaration of the transformation, the wind against your fur, and the pure joy of being truly free. In these moments, you knew you had found your place - a home amongst those who have shown you the power of love, trust, and transformation.

As you looked up the the moon, you couldn’t help but feel a huge wave of gratitude. The moon led you here today - to the sanctuary - a place where you were no longer a victim but a survivor; that you were no longer alone but in a place filled with love and acceptance.

As you howled at the moon and cuddled amongst your pack, you came to realise that sometimes, safety and love are found in the most unexpected places. For instance, in a moonlit sanctuary of a werewolf pack that had become your everlasting family.

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bowlofsoob · 6 months

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why am j seeing heeduo fanfic screenshots😞😞

and for science reasons, will there be more?

( penguin anon 🐧)

FREAKS. ALL OF YOU. but ok 😘

duolingo gasped and hid their face behind their wing, "heeseung…we can't keep doing this! this love is.. criminal!"

"but you're the one for me," heeseung whispered, tears brimming at his eyes as he watched his green lover walk away from him, "you spoke to my heart. in multiple languages. for only 6.99 a month.”

"but..i’m an owl!" duolingo muttered.

"you think i cant see that? you are so much more than an owl to me..?

"im just a fan," duo reminded, “i'm just a silly owl."

"be MY silly owl.?

heeseung started to perform bite me in front of duo, and getting the hint, duo joined in on the duet.

it was romantic. it was great. but something was wrong.

duo felt a sharp pain in their back as heeseung stabbed them repeatedly.

"sorry, i have to feed my members," he apologies, frowning, " really do love you though. saranghae."

duo started crying, " guess my delulu...wasn't the solulu."

heeseung could only break down with duo in his arms. the love of his life was gone cus his company is broke and won’t feed his poor members. duo should last them a few days but the heartbreak would last him forever.

duo twitched before opening their beak, “you…you bitch,” they let out, laughing as their green fur turned red, “i still love you.”

“let’s see what’s under this,” heeseung sighed, pulling the mask off. it was…jungkook of bts 😱

“heh, that’s what the point of the mask is.” jungkook sings, dying in heeseungs arms, “borahae 💜 stream 3D”

#bowlofsoob mail ✧#🐧 anon #duolingo x heeseung

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whysojiminimnida · 2 years

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Maknae Line Sipping Things, Pt. 1

Maybe it's tea but more likely it's gonna hit and make us dizzy, knowing these guys. Because it's always something with them, isn't it?

WAIT BEFORE I GO ANY FURTHER PLEASE TO READ THE DISCLAIMER

ARMY is many things to "our boys" - who, by the way, have not been "boys" for nearly a decade, now. Can we just normalize letting grown ass men be, IDK, GROWN ASS MEN?

They DO LOVE US. More than we realize. We are their validation. We are their audience, their personal search engine, their friends in a weird kind of two-sided parasocial relationship (which I guess makes it nearly a social relationship). But we are also their paychecks.

BTS is at a point where none of them need to work. Ever. They could fuck off to Bora Borahae (don't get me started) and spend lavishly for the rest of their days and still leave an enormous inheritance to their pets. They're fine, financially, in a way that most of us will never be. It's a heady experience, I'm told, having fuck-you money, and they have that. And yet they continue to work.

They continue to move their lives within a very tight, very enclosed but entirely too visible bubble. They always will, because their level of fame is that, now. Their lives don't really belong to them - they belong to us. Which is a heavy and often uncomfortable reality for them. So that's my angle going into the whole What The Fuck Is Up With The Maknae Line thing. They are in an unhealthy relationship - with ARMY - and it's changed who they are to each other, over time.

To be fair it's not ARMY's fault, either. If we must lay blame somewhere throw it on the idol system, maybe. They were assigned their roles in the beginning and SO WAS ARMY. It goes both ways.

The hyungs handle it better, overall. They were a few very crucial years older. They were given more responsibility and less, I think, insecurity. Don't get me started on neurodivergency. Or gayness. I'LL PONTIFICATE, IT WILL TURN INTO A DAMN FILIBUSTER, LET'S JUST NOT OKAY.

"But we LOVE THEM," I hear you cry. How can our love be unhealthy? Oh let me count the ways.

I LOVE a good fansite photographer. And Black & White is the best of the best - supportive, great shots, excellent with boundaries. See that? Jungkook recognized and was not upset to see them - because he sees them. A LOT. Here's Jimin taking notice:

He ain't mad. But cameras are as normal to BTS as breathing. Kinda like stylists. They get so used to having them there they don't quite seem real without them. To us, certainly, but maybe also to themselves. And as we've been let in to (almost) every facet of their lives we've become a little entitled. We think we know them - and in many ways we do. We see them cry, laugh, snort, fart, snore, sneeze and cough. We've even managed to be privy to inconvenient wood and bathtub photos - usually dressed, but Namjoon is not here today. "They're so relatable", we sigh. "How are they even real," we swoon. And yet we know they are, because we see them like this:

Little derpcakes, all of 'em. And we go "must protect!"

We protecc, we attacc, we give a boy a snacc, we make up memes about it and feel a little superior to all those fans who don't protect their idols - as well we should, we're the bomb. THE BANGTAN BOMB BITCHES.

And in so doing we have "protected" the maknae line right into eternal teenhood.

I've done it myself. Ask me how old Park Jimin is and I am as likely as not to tell you he's 24. (He's about to turn 27 international. At the end of the year he turns 29, Korean age.)

Again, much of this is marketing and is done deliberately because teen girls spend money. They also write fanfiction, draw and paint fan art, and attend concerts. And some of the fics are amazing, most are porn-adjacent or straight (gayyyy) erotica. Ditto a chunk of the art. But keep in mind that minors produce and consume all manner of media. A Minors DNI warning might as well be a neon sign. And fiction and depiction are SAFE ways for ARMY to explore their own and other sexualities. Put a pretty boy naked in a high school locker room with a tattooed, musclebound alpha quarterback and the metaphorical or literal jizz flings itself into the stratosphere. BUT LORD HELP A GROWN ASS ADULT MAN THAT ACTUALLY GETS A GIRLFRIEND.

Or boyfriend.

Stay tuned for the rest of this mess, probably.

#parasocial relationships #maknae line #army #bts army #jimin #jungkook #taehyung #just out here on my bullshit don't mind me

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ashmp3 · 7 months

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Y’all think it’s cool and edgy to hate on bts? Because they’re the elite boygroup and all your mediocre kpop groups could NEVER achieve what they did. The most authentic group ever. Have a fandom that will have their back till infinity. Not able to create thing magic so you shit on Bangtan… stanning every group under the sun bht them… oh how I love insecurity in you bitches 😍

if i tell you I 💜 YOU will you please stop harassing me? Borahae 💜

#now i understand ur just a bts fan that hates blackpink. This is a bit pathetic #also 🫡 anon is closed until further notice 😑#ask

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kawaiiflowerharmony · 10 months

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The loneliness of a 50 year old ARMY

I just need to vent...and I like the knowledge that this is anonymous.

I spoke to a good friend today and tried to describe to him how it feels to miss BTS the way I do. How do I make someone who is not a fan understand the actual ache I feel when I hear Jin sing The Astronaut? How do I make them understand that I miss the chaos and camaraderie of BANGTAN?

These seven men LITERALLY saved my life with Magic Shop. They brought a faceless, drowning woman back from the brink without ever having met me, without even knowing I exist. Just knowing that I am valued and loved this way still brings me to tears. I miss Joon's dimples and the way he destroys everything he touches. I miss the way he leads the members. I miss Jin's carefree attitude, the way he gets so forgetful when he is drunk, the way he reminds us he is WWH. I miss Hobi's way of lighting up a room with his smile and his boundless energy. He is a total vibe and a true vitamin for everyone. I miss the way he shows true courage in the face of all the things he fears. I miss Suga's special way of showing his love to the members. The way he is a steadfast pillar for everyone and his gummy smile and his poetic lyrics that make me cry because I see him in them.

I miss Tae's ability to stare into my soul with his direct gaze, the way he does the most random things that are so Tae. I miss his relaxed vibe and the way he cares for the other members. I miss Jikook and the silly antics they get up to. The empathy that Jimin has for the other members and the way he shows his affection and his endless Cutie Sexy Lovely - ness. Let's not forget the Sweet guy that was added on or Lachimolala. I miss the way Jungkook goes into another dimension for a few seconds and then comes back with a bewildered look. I miss the way he is so endearing even when he is being full of crap or being so damn cute at his age.

I just miss the chaos and love that these men share - I miss being part of their daily lives, their vacations and episodes of RUN BTS. I don't care about the negative things being said about the members. I love them all equally and thirst over them equally. I feel that the enlistment process has become more and more real for me with each member leaving and I go through the five stages of grief each time. I

How do I make my friends and loved ones understand that my love and loyalty for them is not a phase and not an obsession? I just love my BANGTAN and miss the bond they share. I am not too old to enjoy listening to their music and thirst over these fine men. It does not mean that I want them sexually. I have been called a paedophile, a pervert, a horny granny.

And do you know what I say?

FUCK THEM ALL.

I will continue to love my tannies, I will continue to enjoy their music and thirst over them. I am a loyal fan and supporter of these men and certainly not blind to enjoy their handsomeness. And I do not tolerate any disrespect toward them. They have worked so hard to get where they are, they have earned every bit of success that they have and deserve all the accolades that keep streaming in toward them. Nothing was ever given to them freely, they have worked and spent hours and sacrificed so very much so they deserve the entire Universe.

To anyone who says otherwise, I say - whatever. You stay in your lane and I will stay in my Magic Shop and will be happy.

BORAHAE BITCHES!💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

#bts #bts army #armyforever #bangtan sonyeondan #army #bangtan

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jjkeverlast · 9 months

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i'm going all in bitches. very borahae theme yasf dfhsjdhf

#lati updates

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daffyjjk · 7 months

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the purple lighting he literally said borahae bitches 😭

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untaemedqueen · 2 years

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LISTEN TO ME, THIS WHOLE CONCERT WAS A ✨️DISASTER✨️

Weverse really need to get it all the way together. I got two hours of sleep, rolled out of bed, and woke up in a panic sweat all to watch JUST Run BTS?!

Oh NO, BITCH!

By the time I got a working link to JTBC they were singing Fire.

I--

IF WEVERSE DON'T PUT UP THE FUCKING VOD, I'M GONNA LOSE ALL SEMBLANCE OF REALITY.

This is why I live in my constant state of ✨️delusion✨️ so I don't have to face reality.

Anyway... Borahae or w.e.

#bts busan #gtfoh

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namchyoon · 11 months

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bts: will you stay?

me, after leaving the hairdresser today, dyeing my purple hair a slightly brighter and prettier purple shade: borahae bitch

i was watching a show where the characters had purple uniforms and i was like BANGTAN.......... BORAHAE............ 😭😭😭

#ask #Anonymous

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heartwarminghealing · 4 months

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I’m so sorry love, for all the times ever since you were born, you’ve never really felt loved.

Please forgive yourself for not knowing how to love yourself in moments you should have done so. You couldn’t do anything about it, you were a child. I know that sometimes it’s really difficult to love yourself when all your life, you’ve been hating yourself, poisoning yourself with other’s words, actions, and their energy. It may not be a good time to write this here, but i wish you healing.

Healing can be a painful thing, especially when it feels like a layer of skin is being ripped from inside of you. But, please let it go, it is not difficult to love yourself, you can slowly slowly, at your pace choose to make different decisions than when you did as a helpless child.

You’re not helpless child now, please choose to love yourself, choose yourself, because you are not the version of yourself you make yourself believe. You are a fragment of God, the universe, how can you be not good enough?

You were complete when you were born, you just need to remind yourself that again, please know that you are not alone in this journey, many people out there are suffering just like you do, the only difference is that you are choosing to love yourself even though it is difficult for you.

I am extremely proud, PROUD of you. Thankyou for taking the step to choose yourself. Sometimes, you may fall, but choose to get up again, because the world has people like me, people who love you, accept you for who you are, so please don’t give up on yourself, you are far more precious than you think you are.

And, forgive yourself for all those times, you had to choose the other person before yourself because they were selfish. Please forgive your inner child for making decisions that are harmful to you now as you grow up. Your inner child did what it did to protect you, so please don’t be hard on yourself, you are important to the universe, the universe won’t abandon you, never.

People made you feel what they felt, but that doesn’t mean that you are unloveable, or undeserving of love. You are loveable and deserving of infinite love in this universe, just because you exist.

You are not broken, nor there is something wrong with you, you are hurt inside, so much that it hurts when you start to love yourself, you might even want to kill yourself, but don’t forget that somewhere far away, in those moments, i’ll be holding you with as much love as you need, and keep you protected from the thoughts, and words that continue to cut you apart. It is difficult, but not impossible, you are strong, and have always been stronger, you were never those things that those shitty people made you feel.

You don’t have to forgive them for what they did, be angry at them, as much you want to, throw things, smash them, ruin everything around you, and then relax after you’ve purged all the pent up anger inside you. Allow yourself to do what your body wants you to do. Don’t distract yourself by doing other things, allow your body to take control for once, trust your body, it will never lie to you, you are your own best friend, trust yourself to do the right thing.

I love you, always will, always have. Thankyou for reading, I wish you an extremely happy healing.

Thankyou for choosing yourself again, the path to feeling unconditional love, awaits you.

💜 [ someone very special said that “borahae” (purple heart) means I will love you & trust you for a long time]

#when you felt unloved #i wish you healing #sending you lots of love and strength

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