letting go of life

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Got free VIP Suite tickets to the BTS concert in Newark last night //
My sister already went to the first concert the other night and she had a good spot but even so she still wanted to go a second time and was begging me to go with her even tho i told her i was busy and lazy ((she didn’t want to be left alone with my workmates who were also going to be in the suite))

I was all “i don’t even know any of their songs and i have artworks to finish” but anyway ya I still got dragged

I liked some of their songs tho (and the choreography HHH) haha the concert was enjoyable even tho I had no idea what was happening 99% of the time (it was my first ever akjshskjdf) – also, that Rainbow Ocean (?) was so littttt

the harder remembering gets,
the easier it is to let go.
—  our memories are fading
Say You Won’t Let Go - Harry Styles Imagine

*Based on Say You Won’t Let go by James Arthur.

There has never been a time in your life where Harry Styles wasn’t your best friend. Your mothers were best friends and lived on the same street. You and Harry were born only a few days apart, which meant that you two shared many birthday parties together. You did everything together from when you were born till you were teenagers. 

When Harry made it to the X Factor that was the first time that you two were apart. Then, he never really came back home again. He was suddenly this mega superstar traveling all over the world, while you were back home going to University. 

Even though the two of you were always apart for most of the time, you still were extremely close. You always texted or talked on the phone and at least a few times a week, you two would video chat. In fact, there were a few times when relationships of his didn’t work out because he always made time to talk to you, instead of them. 

There were times that you went on tour for a few weeks with him over the years, and you would spend time with him when he was off. But now, that he wasn’t touring anymore and he had a little more free time, you were able to spend more time with him. 

You were out in London with a group of mutual friends and you were having the time of your live. You and Harry were dancing around like crazy and downing some drinks to the point where you were definitely getting drunk. 

It was getting quite late, so Harry and you decided to leave and head over to Harry’s house. After the ride home, you weren’t feeling very well. Harry carried you inside and up to his bedroom. He handed you some of his clothes and you changed into them. You felt a lurch in your stomach, so you ran into the bathroom. 

Harry followed you and held your hair back and rubbed your back as the effects of the alcohol was leaving your system into the toilet. He then got a damp rag and handed it to you. 

“I’m so sorry.” You laugh. “I’m sure this is not how you wanted to end this night.” 

He shrugs. “It’s not the first time, I’ve had to hold your hair back while you got sick.” He says. 

You laugh leaning back against him. He smiles wrapping his arms around you. “You should get some rest. You can have my bed. I’ll sleep in the guest room.” He whispers. 

“No, stay…” You whisper back. 

He sighs picking you up and carrying you into the room. He lays you in the bed and then gets you some water and aspirin. “Okay, now it’s time to get some sleep.” He says

“Yeah, yeah.” You say scooting closer to him on the bed. 

He kisses your head and wraps his arms around you. It didn’t take long before you feel asleep, however, Harry was a different story. He looked down at you sleeping and felt the butterflies in his stomach again. 

He loved you… 

No.

He was IN love you. 

He knew this and wanted to tell you, but he was afraid. He was scared of you not feeling the same way. He didn’t want to lose you as his best friend, even if that meant he could never be more than that. 

But little did he know, that you felt the same way.

**

A Year Later. 

Harry was standing at the alter, surrounded by his best mates, in front of both of your friends and families. He was nervous and his palms were sweaty. He was fiddling with the rings on his finger as he waited for you to make your appearance. 

His mom and sister were already bawling their eyes out and he was trying to hold his in. 

Then, everyone stood up. 

Harry looked down the aisle and saw you standing there in the most beautiful dress next to your father. The smile on his face had never been bigger and the tears were now filling his eyes on the verge of spilling over. 

As you walked down the aisle, you didn’t notice the flowers or who was there. All you were focused on was Harry and as soon as you saw him and the smile on his face, you lost control over your tears. 

Good thing for waterproof makeup. 

Harry grabbed your hand when you finally were at the alter. You squeezed his hand and he brought yours up to kiss it. 

“Y/N and Harry have decided to share their own vows to one another,” the minster says. “Harry, you may go first.” 

Harry sniffles and takes out a piece of paper from his pocket. “Y/N, baby, you’ve been in my life for as long as I can remember. You’ve been my side for everything. You’ve been my neighbor, my best friend, my first kiss, my first love, my girlfriend, my fiancé, and now you’ll be my wife and one day, the mother of my children. I’m so in love with you and I have been for years, but I was so scared to tell you how I felt, until one night, when you looked at me and I just knew that I had to tell you. And luckily you felt the same way, which brought us here today. I vow to love you whole heartedly until we’re gray and old. I promise to bring you breakfast in bed and take our kids to school. You look as beautiful as ever and I swear you only get better with each passing day. I’m so in love with you and I hope that you know and I think my lucky stars for that night.” He sniffles looking at you. 

You sniffle and wipe at your eyes before taking your paper out. “Okay.” You breathe out trying to get your composure. “We were little we were always together. We were teenagers we were always together until we weren’t. When you left to pursue your dream, It was bittersweet. I was so proud of you for going and I knew that you would do great things, but I was nervous about losing you. However, you made sure that didn’t happen. Even if we weren’t physically together, we were still by each other’s side. With every text and phone call, our friendship lasted and grew into something more. I have always loved you, but it wasn’t until a few years ago that I realized I was in love you. That you were the one that I wanted to grow old with. The one that I wanted to make a family with. And while I knew that we would be together, I never imagined it would be like this and I couldn’t be happier. I’m so thankful that I was able to overcome by fear of rejection and losing you to tell you how I felt about you and how ecstatic I was when you said that you felt the same. We’ve already spent our whole lives together and I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives and more together. I love you more than anything and I hope you know.” You sniffle. 

Harry then puts the ring on your finger and you place his ring on his finger. 

“I know pronounce you husband and wife… Harry you may now kiss your bride.” 

Harry smiles and puts his hands on your cheeks before kissing you. You smile into the kiss wrapping your arms around him. You both pull away putting your foreheads together, just enjoying the moment. 

**

Two Years Later. 

The sound of a crying baby filled the air as Harry got up from the bed. He was a new father of all of week and the sleep deprivation was setting in, but he didn’t care. Whenever he held his baby girl in his arms, he was instantly awake. 

He picked her up and held her to his chest as he walked downstairs to get a bottle. He looked down at her as he fed her and he smiled knowing that she looked just her mother. He knew that he loved her as she was growing inside your belly, but as soon as he saw you in her, he loved her even more. 

And just when he thought he couldn’t love you anymore than he already did, knowing that you were the mother of his beautiful daughter, instantly made his love grow even more for you. 

You had woken up when you felt Harry leaving the bed. You went downstairs and watched him looking at your daughter. you heart swelled, something it always did when you saw Harry being a father. You were so lucky to have this man who loved you more than anything and would be the most amazing father to your children. 

And to think, if it wasn’t for that night, you may not be here. 

**

50 Years Later.

You and Harry were outside in the backyard of your house in Holmes Chapel. You were drinking some tea and Harry was sitting next to you, with his arm around your shoulder. There was giggles and chattering coming from all over the place. 

Harry laughed. “Remember when that was us, love?” He asked. “Now, our grandchildren are the ones running around here.” 

“Yeah, I feel like it was just a few years ago, that it was us and then our kids.” You whisper. 

“I know what you mean.” He smiles kissing your head. 

“I love you.” You whisper laying your head on his shoulder. 

“And I love you, baby.” He smiles. “I’ve loved you for almost 73 years of my life.” 

He kissed your head and the two of you go back to watching your grandchildren laughing and playing around in the backyard. You two had been married for 52 years and you were still going strong. 

And to think, it was all because of that one night. 

Arranged (Taehyung/Jimin)

Originally posted by bangtanbighit

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word count:1,150

Request: Angst arranged marriage?But fluff ending with yoongi or taehyung? Hehehe 💋

Summary: He was a womanizer not ready to let go of his single life, she was a girl in love with the man of her dreams but not the one she is intended to marry

A/n: I keep on seeing arranged marriage fanfics around, I don’t mind though I like reading angst lol~Joy

Part One//


Jimin and you have been dating for quite awhile now, almost two years and tonight you were going to finally introduce him to your parents. You were always scared of showing your parents boyfriends that you first started to date because you knew that they would just scold you if it wasn’t meant to be serious. Jimin was always wanted to marry you, he wanted to start a family with you, he knew he wanted this to be serious. He never told you about his fantasies of his future with you because he thought you wouldn’t be interested in a relationship like that. “Jagi do you think your parents will like lilacs or daisies?” He asked as you turned over to smile at him gently.

“You don’t have to get them flowers” You reminded him, as he shook his head lightly.

“How am I suppose to impress my in-laws then? First impressions are everything” He smiled brightly at the thought of calling your parent’s his in-laws.

“Jimin, you’ll do fine. My parents won’t care about the flowers, they care about the boy that is gonna marry me” You smiled brightly, accepting the thought of Jimin’s thought of marriage.

“So is that a yes? So we could possibly marry?” Jimin excitedly asked as you laughed softly.

“Maybe” You smiled brightly, “let’s see where tonight takes us and then I’ll think about it.” 


Dinner was awkward at first, Jimin and you were holding hands as your parents gave disapproving looks. “Y/n, honey, I want you to know that we have nothing against you and Jimin it’s just you can’t marry him” Your mother explained softly, as you held Jimin’s hand tighter.

“Why not? He’s everything you’ve ever wanted in a son, smart and he has a good stable life” You explained, as Jimin gave a tiny smile.

“Yes he is a very good secure boy…but he’s just not for you, Jimin is not fit to marry you.” She explained as you started to get more and more frustrated.

“So if Jimin can’t marry me then who else do you see fit to fill the role?” You asked, as your mother smiled.

“Taehyung, Kim Taehyung” She smirked, as Jimin’s eyes widened.

“Y/n, who’s that?” Jimin asked a sharp pang of jealousy hit him.

“I’m not even sure who that is, so you’re telling me you’d rather I marry a stranger than my very own boyfriend?” You asked, shocked with your parents.

“He’s no stranger, he’s that little boy who used to come over to play with you in the gardens.” Your mother smiled, thinking of the times when you were just a child and you depended on your mother the most. “Oh, how I miss those days.”

“Mom you can’t suggest I marry someone who I haven’t talked to in years, it’s been seventeen years!” You raised your voice.

“Y/n! Don’t raise your voice to your mother” Your father’s voice rumbled, as you let out a huff.

“Mr. L/n, Mrs. L/n? If I might say something, I love your daughter with all my heart and I hope this doesn’t sound weird but I want to marry your daughter and I was hoping if this thing with Taehyung could you know, stop?” He asked, as your father focused his eyes at Jimin, making Jimin cower back into his seat.

“A man who interrupts the family discussion of the women he loves is not worthy to marry my daughter.” Your father harshly yelled as you stood up hands on the table.

“So a stranger that I’ve only talked to once is worthy to marry me?” You fought back. 

“Y/n, I know his father if you two marry we would have a wonderful business proposition” Your father explained, as you scoffed.

“So I’m just an investment to your shitty company?” You clicked your tongue.

“Y/n! Language!” Your mother scolded, as your father sat back down.

“That “shitty” company is what has kept you fed and clothed for twenty-two years of birth.” Your father replied.

“Whatever, I don’t care because if you won’t let me marry Jimin then I’ll run away.” You boldly yelled, as your mother gasped.

“Y/n! Don’t think of such things.” Your mother scolded.

“And what money will you live off of? You don’t have a stable job, last time I checked I am the one paying your schooling!” Your father fought back, as you bit your lip in lost of words. “Y/n don’t be stupid, and just dump your boyfriend.”

“You know I’m still here right?” Jimin asked, as he felt his heart break, his first time meeting your parents and your parents were already trying to marry you to a different man. 

“I love Jimin” You cried, as you held tightly on Jimin’s hand for comfort.

“I’m sorry dear, but you guys can’t be together.” Your father softly explained, his temper now cooled down.

“We’ll talk about this tomorrow, now say goodbye to your now ex boyfriend.” Your mother said, as you took Jimin by the hand and walked him to the door.

“I’m so sorry you had to witness that, you didn’t need to hear that,” You told Jimin as he smiled softly, he grabbed your cheeks pulling you into a kiss.

“It’s okay, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you with me” Jimin smiled, as he finally let go “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”


You woke up, stretching your arms as you let out a yawn. You finished washing your face as you headed downstairs to hear the sound of chatter, you froze looking at the calendar only to be struck with confusion. Today wasn’t a Friday so your mom wasn’t having tea with her friends, today was a Saturday where she would go to visit the temples to pray. You walked back to your room, changing into a blue dress that went down to your knees and the sleeves that stopped just about your elbows. Coming through your hair, you walked down to see your mother, as she smiled to you, thanking the heavens that you didn’t walk down with your pj’s and messy bun.

“Ah this is my daughter Y/n, as you can tell she works very hard to not look like a slob every day” Your mother joked, as you laughed lightly as well.

“Oh that’s wonderful, your daughter is very beautiful” The lady complimented, as you thanked her. You heard a knock on the door as one of your maids went to go get the door, she came back with a boy around your age with light blonde hair that was clearly dyed, as he gave a little smirk and a wink to your direction. “Ah and this is my son, why don’t you introduce yourself sweetie.” 

“I would love to” He smiles, his voice deep, but still very sweet “My name is Taehyung, Kim Taehyung” Your eyes widen, as you drop your phone.

“What?” 

anonymous asked:

I loved that Tsuna birthday event SO MUCH and still thristy af! Riccardo, Dino and Enma just making their love feeling owned (theirs and only theirs) interpret it as you will i just enjoy submission to someone powerful so much ;) ;)

COMPLETE

I hope it was sexy enough for you~

// Admin Chrome

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Ricardo:

You had thought that you could run away from him. You really thought it would be that easy to disappear from his life and he would just let you go? That made him angry, and he could feel his frustrations rise whenever you refused to let him explain himself to you. Ricardo had an incident with a rival boss’ wife had tried to come onto him, and of course, you had walked in at that moment.

You had immediately assumed the worst, and you were not listening to anything Ricardo was saying. He just wanted you to shut up. The only love that he had was reserved for you and you only, yet you were denying that? Ricardo would just have to show you that you were his and his only.

The two of you were going to be that night, but you had decided that you were going to sleep in the guest room tonight. Ricardo didn’t stop you from grabbing your pillow, but before you could get off the bed, you heard a click sound.

Looking up, you saw that your wrist was now handcuffed to the bed frame. You swore, and pulled at the chain, trying to break free of it. However, there was no give.

Ricardo smirked down at your exasperated expression, before leaning in to steal a kiss from you. This made you promptly turn your head away, his lips connecting to your cheek instead. Ricardo felt his anger flare up, but kept it hidden, as he didn’t want to scare you.

However, you were really testing his patience as you kept moving away from him whenever he tried to grab you.

“Can you stop this fucking game, [Name]? I didn’t fucking sleep with her, stop getting so angry about something that didn’t even happen.” You glared at Ricardo, his words not doing much to calm you down. It was hard for you though, as you loved Ricardo so much, and it felt so good when his hands were on you. Yet you didn’t want to back down to Ricardo yet, you wanted to prove a point.

You kept yourself still as Ricardo kept his pleasurable ministrations on you, not showing any kind of reaction to his touches. Ricardo was getting increasingly furious with your behavior, as you were supposed to always be obidenet towards him, yet you had resorted to closing your eyes and ignoring his kisses and rubbing.

Ricardo knew that he had to show you that you belonged to him, but you didn’t realize what he was planning.

That was, however, until you felt the sharp pain of Ricardo biting into your thigh. His teeth sunk in, and you felt pure pleasure run up your spine. A choked moan filled the room, and Ricardo pulled over, running his tongue over his bloodstained lips. a smirk following after.

“You’re mine, and I don’t appreciate being disobeyed.” You were gasping for breath, but Ricardo didn’t stop. He roughly pulled down your underwear, before he just ended ripping them in half because he was jut so frustrated. Ricardo was just rubbing his hardening length that was still clothed against you, and you couldn’t help feeling increasingly horny at it.

You could still feel the blood dripping down your thigh, but you payed no mind to it as Ricardo suddenly pushed his fingers into you. A loud moan filled the room, and before you could even register them, Ricardo was leaning forward, his tongue darting out and licking you.

You didn’t think the night could get any better.

Dino:

“You know, flaunting yourself off in that dress in front of all those men really doesn’t sit right with me.” Dino said casually, his figure turned away from you as he tried to undo his tie in the full-body mirror in the corner of the room. You were sitting on the bed, slipping off your heels and taking out your earrings. The statement made you roll your eyes playfully.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” A coy little smile danced on your lips as you glanced over your shoulder. You didn’t catch the way that Dino’s body stiffened and his hands stopped working on his tie.

You didn’t register the footsteps as you were still working on trying to get off your high heel. The strap was just being a stubborn little one. Once you finally got it off, you saw the black dress shoes of Dino’s. You followed the shoes, up to the black slacks, to the white half-buttoned shirt, until you meet Dino’s eyes. However, you felt yourself freeze when you saw the jealousy in them.

“Dino, wha-” Before you could say anything, Dino had already pushed you onto the bed, himself hovering over you. The position made your face burn with a blush, and you felt your whole body heat up as Dino suddenly dragged his hand up your thigh, and under the dress, pulling it up so your underwear was visible now.

A small gasp left you as Dino hooked his fingers into the lacy black material, slowly dragging it down your thighs. The two of you kept eye contact the whole time, and once the panties got to the end, Dino threw them right over his shoulder. His fingers went back to delicately running over your stomach, feeling the muscles jump, before tracing a line straight down to where you were increasingly growing more interested.

Before he did anything else, Dino pulled away. A sigh of disappointment left you, but it wasn’t long until Dino was back again, however, his body was adjusted lower on the bed. He smirked up at you from between your legs.

“I’ll show you why you’re mine.” His words barely even made it into your mind before he was leaning forward and licking and sucking at you. The loudest moan left your lips, and you couldn’t help but grab at Dino’s blonde locks. He had never done this before, and it was the most pleasurable thing that had ever happened between the two of you.

You knew that you needed to mess with Dino more often now.

Enma:

Enma watched as you talked to one of his subordinates. He could see the guy tracing his eyes up and down your body. It made Enma want to rip his heart out, but he kept back, knowing well enough that you would be upset if he did that.

However, that didn’t mean that you weren’t going to be punished for letting that man look at you in such a way.

You shouldn’t have worn something so low-cut. It made everyone want to stare at your delicious body. At that moment, you felt a dark stare, and looked over your shoulder. Both of your gazes met, and you swallowed your nervousness when you realized the dark look in Enma’s eyes.

It wasn’t even moments after the other man left that Enma was already upon you, his lips at your neck. You felt Enma pushing you backwards, until your legs hit the couch, and the two of you fell over onto it, with Enma on top. The two of you were in Enma’s office, and you knew that Enma didn’t care where the two of you did it, even if he did prefer the bedroom.

However, it seemed the Enma wasn’t looking particularly happy right now.

“I don’t like it when other men look at you, you are mine.” He empathized the last word with ripping your shirt open, buttons flying everywhere and your bra being put on display. However, Enma didn’t proceed any further there, he was now pulling off your skirt.

“Enma, you know I only love you.”

“I have to show you that you belong to me, that you’ll only think of me. That way no one will try to flirt with you anymore.” Enma successfully got the skirt off, and threw it back over his shoulder. The panties were a quick fix, as he just ripped the flimsy material in half.

“Enma, what are you do-” You jumped, a groan leaving your throat as Enma ran his fingers into your wetness. Enma has never been so determined before. His fingers were moving slowly through your heat, and you could aready see stars.

Then, you felt something hot and wet trail right after the fingers, and his arms were encircling your thighs to keep them steady. His fingers dug into your skin, not doubt leaving marks. You won’t be able to wear a skirt anytime soon unless it was past your knees.

His tongue worked at your core, and you couldn’t form any words or thoughts. Enma was determined to make you forget everyone but him, and it was working. You knew that you had to make Enma jealous again if this is what it got you.

So stay right here, you lucky people,
let go and be happy in the natural state.
Let your complicated life and everyday confusion alone
and out of quietude, doing nothing, watch the nature of mind.
This piece of advice is from the bottom of my heart:
fully engage in contemplation and understanding is born;
cherish nonattachment and delusion dissolves;
and forming no agenda at all reality dawns.
Whatever occurs, whatever it may be, that itself is the key,
and without stopping or nourishing it, in an even flow, freely resting, surrendering to ultimate contemplation,
in naked pristine purity we reach consummation.
—  Longchenpa
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Concept art:

Mnemalgiacs, also known as restless spirits or ghosts. These are the spirits of people who died before they were truly ready, resulting in them lashing out in their new bodies. Their bodies are designed around the way they died. Not everyone is able to see them, and it seems like they can choose who is able to. It is 3-Volt and Callie’s job to help them calm down so they can move on…

Though some of them are more willing than others to let go of life.

(mnem =memory; algia = pain)