grit in the gap


This drabble is written for @aurieackerman​ I wanted to gift it to you for months now but never really got the chance to but here it finally is! Aurie, since you like Rivarmin too I thought I should write you some (After all we are married remember? mmh) Also I think the “prompt” I came up with is something you’d hopefully like. Enjoy reading!

“Oi, blondie.”

Armin did not  know what to expect when he was deftly shoved against the lockers (his back felt only a light sting from the impact). And he did not know what to expect when he was suddenly facing a familiar face that he was able to recognize around the time his ears had registered that voice. Levi glared at Armin—not the usual glare he would dart at everyone but a more intense one. He was mad, really mad, and Armin didn’t know whether it was his fault.

What had he done wrong?

His eyes trailed away for a split it second, finding focus again on Levi’s face quickly after because his instincts sensed danger. Oh god, how will he escape this, he asked himself.

Clueless as to how to deal with the whole thing, he opted to raise a hesitant finger to his chest and utter something harmless that tended to border on sassy in order to lighten up the tensed mood that merely Levi’s face was capable of stirring up. “Actually my name is Armin.” A wary upward twitch of Armin’s mouth decorated his face.

Blondie.” Was Levi’s snappish retort, and he glowered at Armin viciously.

Okay, Armin thought inwardly, pressing his lips together; on the one hand he did that because the crudeness of Levi’s words had him taken aback in one way or another, but on the other hand he sealed his lips close to prevent an anxious cladded grin from creeping up. He could swear that he was failing at it horribly.

But Levi didn’t seem to notice that. Either that or he ignored it (which was actually unrealistic because he was already irritated with Armin for some reason, so finding another reason to get angrier with him was more than opportune right now). Instead, a flat hand of his slammed the surface of the locker door next Armin. His eyes seethed with stern fury, illuminating a dull grey if one looked close enough. Armin also noticed that his pupils blew wider for a short moment. Levi growled out, “Stop it. Stop doing it.”

Armin, utterly and crazily confused, only let out incoherent noises at first – those rising from his throat shyly – cleared his throat then as his blood warmed his body from the inside due to his slight nervosity.

“Stop doing what?” he dared, reluctant, feeling as though Levi would mess with him any second. Not necessarily with violence, though.

Surprisingly, Levi smirked visibly at Armin’s question, his face nearing Armin’s dangerously. Armin’s nose captured a decent wave of shampoo and a musky scent that seemed to be a kind of perfume. Levi’s breath was grazing Armin’s face, his lips, when he retorted gruffly, “You know what I mean. Stop being as smart as me. Stop being one of the smart ones in class because there can only be one and that’s me.”

Oh, now he got it.

Armin was aware that Levi, a new student who transferred to Shiganshina High School a few months ago, appeared to be an ambitious and eager one when it came to studies and other school stuff. He and Levi would always be the one getting top grades, being praised by teachers the most, they’d always do excellent work and receive one A grade after another in exams.

However, Armin had noticed from time to time that Levi wasn’t befriending the idea at all that he was sharing the “throne” of the school’s smartest guy together with Armin. Although both were known as the smartest one in their grade and rumours of them being rivals who loathed the other villainously were spread around, Armin hadn’t thought of it that way, despite of Levi’s occasional frowns beings sent to him in class when he had contributed to the lesson with valuable inputs.

But now he knew how much Levi was probably despising him.

He should stop doing perfect at school?

Because Levi wanted to be the only one bathing in that glory?

“I will continue doing my best. You can’t ask of me to slack off just so you can be the smartest one in our grade.”

“You should listen carefully when I’m talking. I said you should stop doing it in our class. You can do that somewhere else. Trade classes or whatever, I don’t care, as long as you aren’t bothering me with your rich knowledge throughout every lessons.”

Armin goggled at him, slightly dumbfounded. Levi seriously ordered him to… switch classes?

“Well,” he started and while a part of his rational mind was reprimanding him because nothing good would come out if he risked to provoke Levi, but then there was that silly and spiteful other part that wanted to take this challenge and surpass all logic borders. So it was basically as if mind-controlled when Armin opened his mouth and said, “If there’s one who has to trade classes, then it’s you. You transferred to my class in the middle of the school year. You aren’t part of it for as long as I am.” There was a little boost of confidence shamelessly and ridiculously crawling up Armin’s spine and giving him chills as he began to have mixed feelings about this because Levi was biting down hard on his bottom lip now, one eye twitching madly, attempting to keep his composure.

Fuck, why couldn’t Armin just shut up?!

Levi’s mouth itched for a revengeful smirk and his hand next to Armin’s face squeezed to a fist. He approached the other even closer, noses almost grazing but their front bangs were already kissing. Armin pressed his own body against the locker, feeling the metal give him cold spikes which didn’t help him at all.

A few seconds ago he was certain that Levi wasn’t the type to raise fists, but by now he had reached that point where he thought that this guy was capable of literally everything.

“Do you know why I don’t want you around me?” Levi’s raspy words exaspirated against Armin’s lips, soft.

Heart throbbing in his ears, pores preparing to emit chilly sweat, Armin shifted his gaze away from Levi’s pointed scowl as he answered with an insecurity that appeared to him like it was the world population’s insecurities pooled together and planted into him. “N-No. I don’t know. I didn’t even know you hate me this much until a few seconds ago.”

“I find smart people hella attractive.”

Armin’s heart bumped down to its original place and his ball of insecurity dissipated into thin void air.

“What?” He hadn’t wanted to say this out loud, but his mind was still doing whatever it wanted to do.

What? Attractive?

Levi went on in a matter-of-fact. “I have never felt attracted to anyone at all because no one could meet my high standards. And I was sure that there wouldn’t be anyone being the same as me, so I knew that I had nothing to worry about. I had never piqued any interest in other people. I liked that. I like the idea of being the only one who couldn’t get wooed by anyone. That was until I met you. You’re the first one to intrigue me. God damn it, you’re mixing all my principles up. Fucking stop that, it’s irritating me.” Levi didn’t know (maybe he had ignored it) that he was thirsty for excitement. And Armin seemed to meet all standards. He had to gulp down hard before the upcoming words would find a way out, hot and hoarse. His voice was pushed out through gritted teeth, his struggle widening the gap between rationality and want. “Stop being attractive.” When Levi had ended, there was kind of a snarl or a hiss whistling through his slightly parted mouth.

There were those blown wide pupils again, Armin noticed.

He was flabbergasted but also overjoyed.

That he, Armin, would ever appear attractive in front of Levi—the infamous Levi Ackerman who had everything one would desire but who was also the most unapproachable person ever. People who happened to get noticed by him on a rare time would feel blessed afterwards.

All Armin had seen in Levi up until now were his peering glances in form of glares whenever Armin had done well in class and other than that they hadn’t interacted at all, as far as he remembered. So knowing that this very guy was losing his shit because of one of Armin’s valued traits, he began to see Levi with interest in his eyes. He sensed that there was a tension growing between them. A tension that told him that he and Levi would make a great couple—not necessarily meant in a romantic way. Hell, there still was a long way until then. All he could think of right now was how he and Levi would become a perfect duo, based on teasing love-hate.

These two were meant to be rivals; competitors, friends, partners.

Yeah. Armin slowly but certainly took a liking in Levi’s special thinking.

After all who said that Armin wasn’t attracted to Levi? He might or might not be.  It may be that he wasn’t aware of it until a few moments ago, but sometimes one needed to pull the trigger to get things started.

So with a fresh new wave of self-confidence, Armin rearranged himself in his position, standing straight and strong. As a tease, he let his fingers play with his own locks in a joyous manner.

There was an abudance of confidence visiting him and he was keen to take a step further.

He licked his bottom lip, almost smirked when realizing that Levi’s eyes had eagerly followed his tongue wetting his lip. “If I am appealing to you, then why don’t you just kiss me?” He finished it off with a sly innocent smirk.

Levi was struggling. He was struggling with himself, getting excited, and fidgeted from all the hormones overflowing his body from the inside. Fucking puberty.

“Don’t go that way.” He tried to sound threatening, but his voice faltered. “Don’t even try playing that kind of game with me.”

“Oh, really?” Armin’s eyelashes fluttered and he pursed his lips. The tip of his tongue was peaking out.

Damn, damn, damn!

“Fuck!” Levi grabbed Armin by his hair, a rough grip, guiding his head like that until their lips clashed together—two extremes colliding.

Armin was baffled at first, helpless as Levi’s lips moved fiercly over his, sucking and taking in everything of him. Armin found his composure again, it had just taken him a while, but when he did he responded to the kiss with his mouth going as wild as Levi’s. Their tongues twisted and licked, salivated and swallowed, made a mess and became an addiction.

Although it was both their first kiss, they didn’t hold back at all, kissing the other with a force that resembled wolves in heat. Slippery sounds and faint moans filled their air, their hips pressed against each other and fingers wanted - were close - to travel up and down, groping needily.

Before it could go any further and to something they would get detention for in a place like school, Levi let go. He panted hard, smiled in satisfaction and looked like a cheeky mess. Armin’s face was adorable to look at because his hair stood out as though he had just woken up and his cheeks flushed the same pink that would paint his skin when he was embarrassed, but in reality he was the opposite.

Armin chuckled to which Levi scoffed. Things had surely gone a totally different direction. Armin covered his wet swollen lips, hiding his smile.

Levi decided leave it at this and go away. They had lost their controls, so it was the best if they didn’t stay together in the hallways for longer than necessary. Who knew what else their dirty minds would come up with. His temporary last words were, “We aren’t done yet, Arlert.”  

This time Armin blushed furiously, partly because Levi had called him by his (last) name. As Levi walked away, a constant debate took place in his head, because Levi had actually planned to come at Armin and tell him which place he belonged and now look where they were.

Both of them could only be amused by it.

This surely wasn’t the end yet.

Prove It

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

Originally posted by dceudaily

Summary: You being Rick’s rebellious daughter, you formed a relationship with Negan for a couple months which causes you to get the wrong message from him; believing he’s in love with you. You stop him as he drives back to his sanctuary and threaten him with your father’s pistol to receive closure towards his feelings for you. Negan plays along with you, because to him, it’s a game.

Warnings: Language, vulgarness from Negan himself

(plot similar to the extended version of ss between joker and harley)

“I love you, Negan.” You whispered compassionately as you wrapped your arms around his broad torso in the king sized bed.

An amused chuckle escaped from his lips as he caressed your cheek with sympathy. “Little girl, you don’t know what the hell love is.”

You stood in the middle of the gravel road as the rain dribbled against your smooth skin, dried tear stains rested along the apples of your cheeks.

Why the hell would Negan lead me on like this?, you thought to yourself. That same thought drove you crazy for weeks.

He strung you along for a couple months, slept with you, and gave you the impression as if he was in love with you. He made sure the other saviors would respect you and look after you so you wouldn’t be harmed.

Hell, just the looks he gave you were imbedded with compassion and bliss.

Of course, your father wouldn’t approve of you falling head over heels for the devil himself. He would be furious. You would be a disappointment to the group. But this had nothing to do with Alexandria or it’s people.

All of a sudden your hands shielded your eyes which instantly became sensitive to bright headlights that appeared from ahead.

Your heart rate quickened as you became familiar with the RV in front of you. Negan’s RV.

You pursed your lips angrily as you stood with your legs a part from each other, guarding the entrance from Negan with a hand on your curved hip.

He could bulldoze the hell out of you right now, but you didn’t care.

“You’re not leaving me. You’re not.” You chanted with tears in your eyes as you slung your fists on the hood of the vehicle.

Oh shit, I love when they get clingy after sex,” Negan rolled his eyes to the back of his head in satisfaction of your ballistic antics. 

“We could have a quickie right here, but I was just about to screw wife number four so could you move the hell out the way.” He gripped Lucille as he stood in front of you with a smirk plastered on his arrogant face.

Your chest raised up and down as you clenched your jaw. “I have proved I love you. Fucking accept it, Negan! It’s not a sin for you to love me!”

He chuckled loudly in amusement as he shook his head.

“Is it because I’m Rick’s daughter? He doesn’t have to know. Is it the age difference? I’m over eighteen. See, Negan, there’s no problem.” You stated as you placed your hand on his cheek as you stared into his dark eyes.

His charismatic expression was replaced with an angered one. “I don’t give a flying fuck what your daddy o thinks. Obviously I wouldn’t have slept with you if I did. It’s not that, (Y/N). It’s not any of that shit you make up in your head.”

“What is it, Negan? Tell me. I promise I won’t hurt you.” You responded hoarsely as you quickly grabbed his arm as he began to walk off.

He clenched his jaw as his glance met yours. “Maybe it’s because I can’t fucking love anyone. I bash people’s head in with a stupid bat I named after my motherfucking dead wife.”

Your expression softened as you frowned, noticing him with tears in his eyes.

“Negan, I-”

“Go back to your daddy,” He snickered. “I should have killed his ass a long time ago when I bashed that ginger’s dome in and popped that Asian guy’s eyeball out of his skull.”

Rage ran through your body as you retrieved your father’s pistol out of your pocket, aiming it at Negan.

You watched as he smirked with his arms in surrender. “Do it baby girl. Can’t hurt daddy, huh? I’ll miss our fun nights together, and I thought I’d teach you how to properly bash heads in.”

Your bottom lip quivered as you glanced at him in disgust. You couldn’t harm him. He held that against you.

Suddenly, you heard foot steps along the gravel.

Negan, there you are.” Arat responded, out of breath, as she spoke into her walkie talkie to confirm. “ I was trying to- wait.. that bitch has a fucking gun?” She quickly pulled a pistol out, a finger resting along the trigger.

You shut your eyes fearfully, believing you’d be shot. But at this moment, you didn’t care. You suffered through the apocalypse and found out the one you love doesn’t even give a shit.

Negan instantly stepped in front of you as Arat pulled the trigger before you had time to draw yours.

You quickly opened your eyes to see the bullet went half way through Lucille causing you to gasp as you examined the bat.

Shit, what the shit?! You shot Lucille. You could have killed (Y/N)” Negan growled through gritted teeth as Arat stood with her eyes widened and her mouth gapped like a fool.

“Boss, I-I’m sorry I-” She stammered with fright in her eyes.

“No one hurts him. No one.” You stated as you pursed your lips, pulling the trigger causing her to fall to the ground, lifeless, a wound to the head.

Blood droplets splattered along your cheek and you wiped them off, staring at her deasced body with fury in your eyes.

Negan watched you in surprise. He knew that you hated to kill a person. He also knew he stepped in front of you to save your life. Was that love?

You faced him with your head cocked to the side in confusion. “You-you were in front of me when she pulled the trigger. You let her shoot Lucille. You could have died. Why didn’t you just let her kill me?”

He threw Lucille on the ground as he ran towards you. “I don’t care about the damn bat. I care about you. I fucking couldn’t stand the idea of her killing you. There, I love you. I don’t love anyone else. All those wives, I don’t care even a bit. Hell, I thought it was just the sex. Now that I look at you, I know it’s more. That twinkle in your eye you get when you nail a walker right in the skull, because we both know you can’t aim for shit.” You both joined in laughter at his comment.

“The way you cuss at me when you’re furious, because you don’t have a dirty mouth. That’s cute as shit. But most importantly, the way you didn’t give up when I was an asshole. I’ve cared, (Y/N), I always have. I just hate to admit I could love something. As many people as I’ve killed, I didn’t think that shit was possible. But with you, it’s different.”

You smiled as your eyes met his. “I love you too, Negan.” You brushed your lips against his hungrily, feeling his arms wrap around you in protection.

At the Meeting Place

Miraculous Winter Sonata AU.

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Marinette woke up in her own bed. She stared at the cracked open skylight from which a breath of bitter cold, carrying a snowflake or two, found its way in, and she felt empty. 

She checked the time on her phone: seven in the morning. Being careful not to wake Tikki, she slipped out of bed, down the loft ladder, and padded over to her wardrobe. She pulled open the door… 

…only to come face to face with her unfinished wedding gown. It hung in a garment bag, abandoned. Accusing.

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Chapter 156 - BURSTING with RAGE!

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Chapter 156 - BURSTING with RAGE!

Gu Hai went straight to Zhen Da Cheng’s residence.

It can be said that, he doesn’t have any feelings toward this uncle at all. From when he was born up until now, he met Zhen Da Cheng less than three times. If his mother hadn’t occasionally mentioned him a few times, Gu Hai wouldn’t even have known that he had this kind of relative in the first place. His knowledge of Zhen Da Cheng was heard entirely from some other people’s mouth. Such description as, his eccentric temperament, stubborn and intractable behaviors as well as his abnormal ways of doing things……so after he heard that Bai Luo Yin went to look for Zhen Da Cheng, he couldn’t help but to immediately fly into a fit of rage.

Two guards blocked Gu Hai.

“Your identification card?”

Tightening his hand into a firm and steady fist, Gu Hai punched one of guard in the face, “Identification my ass you motherfucker!”

At first, caught slightly off guard by this sudden action, the other guard pulled back a bit, but then, with a darkened face, he charged toward him. He wasn’t even able to stand firm yet before Gu Hai fly kicked him in the chest, casting him toward the side of a wall, where he collapsed into the corner.

The guard that was punched in the face earlier, wanted to surprise attack Gu Hai from behind, but unexpectedly, Gu Hai’s movements were quicker than his. Once again this guard was punched on the same spot, immediately a large portion of his jaw to caved in, what was worse was that his couldn’t even open his mouth anymore.

Then, the guard that had collapsed at the corner of the wall wanted to shout. But, before he could, Gu Hai ruthlessly raised his foot and kicked the back of that guard’s neck with the back of his foot. When the only sound heard was of a ‘snap’ filtering the air in one go, that guard did not lifted his head anymore.

Like a raging hurricane, Gu Hai burst into the courtyard with a sinister and menacing look painted thickly on his face. In a flash, he arrived outside of Zhen Da Cheng’s door.

When the zombie face guard saw Gu Hai, he couldn’t help but to be surprise. How is this person’s expression even more frightening than mine?

“Mr. Zhen is busy right now. You can’t go in and disturb him.”

Gu Hai shot him a quick glance and laughed coldly, “Do you know the pain of having your balls broken?”

In that moment, that zombie face guard felt rather stunned.

In less than a second, the snag in Gu Hai’s shoe had already made contact with the zombie face guard’s crotch. His face that was once drawn blank, abruptly twist and distort in various painful expressions as sweats eagerly dripped down. After falling face first to the ground, he incessantly groaned and twitched; the crotch area of his pants rubbed against the earth and left behind traces of blood.

Zhen Da Cheng was inside the hall drinking tea. His back was facing the window, leaving him completely ignorance of the events that was happening outside.

Taking a few large strides, Gu Hai entered the room. Seething with anger, he suddenly snatched the teacup in Zhen Da Cheng’s hand and threw it on the ground. Because the impact of this force was so strong, a fragment of the teacup bounced back up toward the back of Zhen Da Cheng’s hand and cut into it, making way for a red line of blood to appear.

“Zhen Da Cheng.”

Boiling with rage, Gu Hai let these three words, like a poisonous snake about to attack its prey, slithered out from between the gap of his tightly gritted teeth.

Zhen Da Cheng shot a quick glance at Gu Hai, as if he had already foreseen, at an earlier time, that he would come. His complexion was rather calm as he asked: “What are you doing?”

“You fucker!”

Along with this thundering roar, Gu Hai suddenly took hold of Zhen Da Cheng and slammed him to the ground. His tightened fist full of might, like a cloudburst of raindrops smashed down on its prey.

When Zhen Da Cheng was young, he was fortunate enough to have been already regarded as a high ranking military officer. Now that he is in his old age, he still persistently exercised and trained in order to toughen up his body and health. His bones are very robust, so much so that even when several of Gu Hai’s punches landed on him, he didn’t feel anything.

But the problem is, Gu Hai has gone insane.

An insane person’s strength is endless, boundless, infinite, inexhaustible.

Zhen Da Cheng could only force himself to withstand the pain, yet even then, he did not retaliate. Even if he were to endure this beating, no matter how tough his bones are, being hammered with such a powerful force, even his sturdy bones would eventually break.

Besides, he is still Gu Hai’s uncle, was there really ever an uncle who had let their nephew strike at them like this?

“Protect Mr. Zhen!”

The sound of someone shouting this catchphrase sounded off. Right after, ten assault rifles appeared, propped up against the window sill from the outside and pointed inside. Then, seven to eight individually uniformly charged into the hall. It would be easy for so many people to subdue one person, but subduing two people is quite difficult. That is because, they have to pulled Gu Hai off, while at the same time, ensuring that Zhen Da Cheng would not sustain any injury.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Gu Hai was like a powerful lion with endless stamina, full of life, violent and bravery. Whoever is closest will surely get bitten. Don’t even bother to approach, even if just a little bit.

In the end, those seven or eight men went toward him, looking for trouble.

Sadly, they made Zhen Da Cheng lose his dignity when they were unable to pull Gu Hai off of him.

From outside the room, someone fired a single shot.

Zhen Da Cheng immediately became anxious and angrily opened his eyes, shouting, “No one is allowed to shoot him!”

After hearing his command, those men that were pointing their assault rifles into the room, uniformly placed it down. While the men in the room, that tried to help by intervening, all stood still, not daring to move at all.

This person dares to hit Zhen Da Cheng. Whoever is backing him up must be very influential. Nevertheless, it’s best to not act blindly without thinking it through.

Those men that were once outside, holding their guns, also entered the room. One by one, they stood steadily with the other seven or eight men, forming a wide circle. With helpless expressions, they faced Gu Hai and Zhen Da Cheng, who were in the center.

Zhen Da Cheng looked up and found a lot of heads and more than ten pairs of eyes full of alertness above his head. Just looking at them made him extremely angry, in any seconds now, his lungs were going to explode.

I told you not to shoot. It doesn’t mean I don’t want you to strike! Do you all want to wait until I take my last breath before you come to help and collect my corpse huh?

Waiting until Gu Hai stopped striking, Zhen Da Cheng had already lost half his life.

When night falls, it was dead silent within the courtyard.

At random, Gu Hai roughly pulled one of the guard from the circle, leaving an open space. With a leather strap in his hand, he looked at him with fiery eyes and ruthlessly flung the strap against that guard’s neck. The sharp pain caused him to draw back the corners of his mouth, slightly distorted it. In a flash, like the sun gradually setting, a dark red swelling emerged.

“Tell me, did you deliberately make things difficult for Bai Luo Yin?”

Forcing the pain in his neck back with great difficulty, the guard shook his head. He stood perfectly straight with an expression that seemed to say, this person has a clear conscience.

Gu Hai flung the leather strap again. It landed on the same spot, with the same amount of strength as before. Instantly, the dark red on his skin turned bloody red.

“The people that made it difficult for him, speak up and tell me who he is and what he did to him. If you don’t say it, you can suffer in his place.”

As those irate words escaped his lips, Gu Hai once again raised his hand that was holding the leather strap.

Without much thought, the guard immediately pointed his finger to a man further to the side, “He……he poured cold water on that boy.”

Once those words dispersed into the air and etched itself into Gu Hai’s brain, his grim expression emitted an even more ghastly appearance. His dark pupils constricted while the corner of eyes slightly twitched.

Step by step, he walked closer to that man and stopped right in front of him before quietly observing with eyes consumed by a deadly toxin. He pointed at the nearby fish pond.


The man remained motionless.

“If you let me kick you in, don’t expect to come back up.”

The man narrowed his eyes, letting the darkness sink deep into his pupils, before he unyieldingly acknowledged Gu Hai’s threat. The corner of his tightly pursed lips stretched out, revealing an unbending stubbornness.

Gu Hai quickly let his fingers curled into a firm fist and stretched his hand out. This movement was done with such a powerful force, at such a high velocity, that it created a rough swiss sound, as if his bones had cracked for a split second.

Startled by Gu Hai’s quick and sudden movement, the man lost control of his legging and staggered a few feet backward. Without having any leverage for him to take hold of, he was unable to stop himself. The bitter coldness nibbled further and further into the core his bones once his entire body was submerged in the pond.

Gu Hai’s foot pressed heavily on the man’s head, forcing him to sink deeper underwater. Three minutes later, the man started to struggle violently and seconds later, one by one bubbles swam up toward the surface of the water and popped. Gu Hai firmly and relentlessly pressed him down, refusing to release him. Only when his body stiffened and started to convulse uncontrollably, provoking the fishes in the water to swim around in panic as if their heads were being chopped off, did Gu Hai grip his head and pull it out of the fish pond.

“Speak out the next person.”

Within two hours of terror, all those that made it difficult for Bai Luo Yin, tormented Bai Luo Yin, mocked and ridiculed Bai Luo Yin……none of them escaped. All suffered a heavy, disastrous price; tens of time more than could be counted.

The atmosphere of this mansion’s courtyard, originally dead and lifeless became even more frightful, cold and desolate. Now, it was similar to a tomb of the living dead.

A kid was crouched at the corner of the wall, trembling. He looked at Gu Hai, fear welling in his eyes before he willingly made his way toward him.

He was the last one to be reported.

His guilt was, he had looked at Bai Luo Yin, laughed and kicked a steam bun from the ground, toward the side of his feet.

“You’re a kid so I won’t hit you, but you better remember this well. Look at them and how they met their ends. When you are as big as I am now, I will come and look for you to settle this. You just slowly wait for it!”

The kid’s eyes widened with horror and panic, unable to hold it in anymore, he burst into tears.


Once again, Gu Hai quickly arrived at the hospital. By this time, the sky had already been covered by an inky darkness.

Arriving at the ward, the doctor on duty informed Gu Hai that Bai Luo Yin had already returned home.

“He returned that quickly?”

The doctor nodded his head, “That child was not willing to stay in the hospital, so after his fever retreated, he immediately went home.

With that said, Gu Hai went straight to Bai Luo Yin’s house.

At that moment, the whole family was in the side room eating dinner. Meng Tong Tian was the only one that had finished eating. He was holding onto an airplane remote controller, maneuvering it around in the air with skills. When he saw Gu Hai’s silhouette, Meng Tian Tong’s face brightened with happiness. Unable to manage his excitement, his hands loosened on the remote control and the airplane dropped perfectly straight into the ground.

"Gu Hai gege, you’re here!”

Gu Hai caressed Meng Tong Tian’s head, and asked: “Where’s Bai Luo Yin?”

Meng Tong Tian pointed his little finger, “He’s laying down in the room.”

“He didn’t eat?”

“He ate, but puked it all out.”

The color on Gu Hai’s face changed, he turned around and entered Bai Luo Yin’s room.

Bai Luo Yin was slightly propped up, against the headboard of the bed with a soft pillow behind his head. His eyes were opened a bit, but not quite enough to make him aware. Compared to this afternoon, his complexion looked a bit better.

Gu Hai softly caressed Bai Luo Yin’s forehead. He felt the warm skin beneath his hand and noticed that the temperature has dropped, however, his limbs on the other hand were still ice cold to the touch.

Feeling that someone had touched him, Bai Luo Yin’s eyes shot open in a quick flash.

“What are you doing here?”

Gu Hai didn’t say anything, he just stretched his hand into Bai Luo Yin’s blanket and wrapped both of his foot in the palm of his hands.

Bai Luo Yin immediately pulled his foot away. He looked intensely at Gu Hai and said some harsh words that would sufficiently break his heart and cause him to grief.

“I don’t want you anymore.”

Gu Hai pulled Bai Luo Yin’s foot back again, then he retorted with some words of his own that would sufficiently make Bai Luo Yin furious.

“I don’t want you anymore either.”

In a flash, Bai Luo Yin’s sharp gaze immediately turned toward Gu Hai. With great agility, he furiously lifted his foot that Gu Hai had held onto, and in one go, he suddenly gave the pit of Gu Hai’s stomach a couple of kicks. Although his body might be weak, his strength was not to be taken lightly.

“Then, what are you still doing here? Fucking go back to your house! Asshole, fucking leave now! The further the better!”

Not only did Gu Hai not leave, he crawled on the bed, took hold of Bai Luo Yin and embraced him. Within seconds, his tough and fierce pupils met face to face with Bai Luo Yin’s own intense orbs.

“Do you only know how to be willful with me? You dare to be willful with me, then why don’t you dare to tell me about your grievance? You dare to be willful with me, then why don’t you dare to act like a spoiled child toward me? You dare to be willful with me, then why don’t you dare to admit that you’re wrong?……You look, look at your foolish behaviors! In this entire world, you can’t find a second person that’s as foolish as you! Do you think I need you? If there was a second option, I wouldn’t have needed you a long time ago! I’m a man, but next to you I’m just a piece of decoration that can’t even do anything. Besides venting, going fucking crazy, and making you feel good, other than that, I’m just a fucking useless person!”

Bai Luo Yin doesn’t even want to open his mouth, instead he remained there motionless. Fortunately, his strength had recovered in comparison to earlier, otherwise his own anger would have killed him already.

Gu Hai’s clenched fist smashed against the wall causing a huge chunk of plaster to fall down.

“Why did you want to go look for him? You are my beloved, the apple of my eye, why would you let them bully you? Why?”

This time, Bai Luo Yin was still silent.

The inside of the room was quiet and peaceful for a good moment.

Bai Luo Yin glanced to the side. The emperor that had roared a moment ago, had already withered into lifelessness; his energy seemingly drained away, fading into the air with the sound of his outrageous roars.

And the corners of his eyes were now welling with tears.

Bai Luo Yin doesn’t know where this sudden anger that coursed through him came from. He suddenly looked at the back of Gu Hai’s head and smacked it.

It was in this way that the tears Gu Hai was trying to patiently and silently endure to himself, dripped.

“You fucking have the nerve to scold me? Look at yourself, just like a bitchy girl. No one even touched you yet and you’re already crying. Honestly ask yourself, am I the one that takes you as a decoration, or is it you who takes me as a decoration? It’s not that you’re useless, you just think that I’m extremely useless, that’s why you think you’re useless!”*!

With these words said, Bai Luo Yin’s entire body became sweaty from the raging heat within him.

“You’re such a strong man! If you’re so strong, then why do you have a high fever? If you’re so strong, then why are you wrapped up in a blanket, lying in bed? If I, Gu Hai, were to strip naked and stand outside for one entire week, I still wouldn’t catch a cold!”

“Then take all your clothes off now if you dare. If you don’t take it off, then you’re not a strong man.”

“Bai Luo Yin, you’re the one that’s allowing me take it off.”

“Yeah, I told you to take it off, what about it?”

Gu Hai really took it off.

But, he had only just taken two articles of clothing off, when Bai Han Qi walked in.

“Oh! Da Hai, you want to stay here tonight?”

Gu Hai smiled awkwardly. Embarrassment along with bashfulness kissed his entire face as he pulled a corner of the quilt over to cover himself.

“Yes, that’s my intention.”

With an aching stomach, Bai Luo Yin looked at Bai Han Qi and powerlessly point his finger toward the doorway.

“Dad, throw him out.”

Bai Han Qi contemplated for a second, but finding it a bit difficult to do, he said, “Da Hai already took off his clothes, it’s not appropriate if I were to throw him out right?”

“Dad~~~~~” Bai Luo Yin implored pitifully.

Bai Hai Qi cleared his throat then swallowed before rubbing one of his ears. He muttered almost incoherently to himself, “What’s the temperature for tonight? How did I forget when I just heard the weather forecast a moment ago……hmmm……?”

He parted the door curtains and walked out.


Translator’s Note:

*1 “It’s not that you’re useless, you just think that I’m extremely useless, that’s why you think you’re useless!”

::::::Explanation – Yin Zi is saying that, Gu Hai thinks that he’s useless because Yin Zi was the one that discovered the reason of his mother’s death.


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            “Pitch! I know you’re down here! Show yourself!” Jack shouted, his voice echoing off the walls of the shadowy lair. Silence was all that answered him, but the shadows shifted along the walls. He was definitely here. But where? Jack raised his staff, gripping it tightly. With every minuscule noise, his head jerked violently to find its origin. Every shadow that passed along the walls could be him. Any whisper of air could be his breath, hot against him from behind. The hairs on the back of Jack’s neck prickled and a shiver shot down his spine. The longer he stayed down here, the more his fear bubbled under the surface. He never used to be afraid of Pitch before, but he was careless and foolish back then. The other guardians would never blame him, he knew that, but deep down he always felt that he was the cause of childhood almost being lost forever. Jack had to be careful, cautious, and alert now. He knew Pitch’s strength.

            And if he really was back… he’d be even stronger.


            “Frost?” the familiar liquid voice rang out, slicing through the silence. Jack whirled around, staff raised to attack. Pitch stood before him, cloaked in shadows and darkness, yellow eyes ablaze. His low laugh echoed off every wall. A smile spread his thin lips, revealing a sharp wicked smile. Pitch stepped forward towards Jack, putting his long arms behind him where his slender fingers clasped together. In a few long strides, he was only feet away from the white haired guardian. As he approached, Jack clutched his staff tighter and an icy blue glow radiated off of it.

            “Still making a mess of things or have you changed your ways since joining with those weirdos?” He asked, staring Jack down. Another shiver ran down Jack’s spine, but he stood his ground and refused to give into his fear.

            “How did you come back?” Jack asked through gritted teeth, ignoring the question. He used his staff to keep a gap of distance between himself and Pitch. The Nightmare King’s laugh filled the air again.

            “I told you, Jack. You can’ get rid of me. There will always be fear. And you’re full to the brim with it.” Pitch purred and the blood drained from Jack’s face. He could see right through him. But how? Jack tried to recompose himself but it was already too late. He knew.

            A sudden force shoved Jack to the ground. Hard. His eyes widened as the wind was knocked out of him. One of Pitch’s NightMare’s held him down with a powerful hoof and let out a loud whinny. The staff slipped out of his grasp and hit the floor, just out of reach. The guardian grunted and struggled, but the NightMare was too strong. It reared up for a moment and stomped its powerful legs back down onto Jack’s back, pummeling him to the cold ground even more. He let out an agonized cry. Pitch tsked and shook his head as he closed the distance between himself and Jack. Panic now rising inside of him, Jack reached with all his might to get a hold of his staff. It was his only chance of fighting back.

            Almost… there… reach god dammit! Jack thought franticly. The pads of his fingers brushed the twisted bark but it was just out of reach. Pitch picked it up instead. It quickly lost its blue glow, enveloped in his darkness and black dream sand. This was getting worse by the second.

            “Pity.” Pitch remarked, actual disgust gleaming in his eyes, “I thought you’d be more of a fight, Jack.”

            And a painful history repeated itself.

            Pitch snapped the staff in half, enjoying every second of Jack’s agonized screaming with a twisted smile. But that wasn’t enough for him. This time he’d make sure if Jack was going to try and make a heroic come back, he’d have to suffer to do it.

            “You won’t get away with this.” Jack hissed through clenched teeth.

            “I’d say I already have, but cliché’s are so boring. There’s no fun in them.”

            The crazed look in Pitch’s eyes grew and Jack’s heart dropped. Pitch stooped down to his level, snatched both of Jack’s wrists and plunged the jagged edge of his staff through his overlapped hands till the wood hit the cold floor beneath them. Jack cried and wailed in excruciating pain as hot tears welled in his eyes. Pitch laughed and cackled, the guardian’s pain giving him pure bliss. Blood flowed bright red over Jack’s pale hands and pooled around them.

            “Now THAT was fun!” Pitch exclaimed, his booming voice echoing off the stone walls around them. Jack sobbed silently, tears rolling down his cheeks. The NightMare released the white haired teen from its crushing hoof and dissolved back into the shadows. Pitch followed with a wave of his hand and one last flash of his gleaming yellow eyes.

            “Till next time Frost. I have some dreams to go wreck.”

Bad boy/Jealous Ashton imagine for bookworm-5sos

A/N: This was requested by bookworm-5sos and I do the occasional imagine so let me know if you want one :))

This isn’t my best but hey 

“Fine, you do it if you’re so clever.” You say to one of your best guy friends as he laughs at you for trying to attempting to tackle someone and failing miserably. You kick the football in your other friend’s direction and gesture for them to go ahead. He tackles him perfectly, managing to kick the ball inbetween the two bags you were using as a goal too. He turns back to you and gives you a smug smile.

“Shut up, idiot.” You mumble as punch him in the arm, walking over to where all your other friends are sat under a tree in the shade. You sit down and watch the rest of the boys play and show off for the group that’s sat on the bank under the tree. You pull your phone out and scroll through your notifications while you small talk with your friends.

“Hey, (Y/N), where’s Ashton today?” Your best friend asks you, leaning back on her hands and flicking her long hair back behind her shoulders. The truth is that you don’t know. Your boyfriend Ashton hasn’t been coming with you at lunch recently and you know it’s because he doesn’t really like your friends, except your best friend who he gets along with. Ashton is the type of person that most people avoid, but once you get to know him and get under the whole bad boy act that he only really puts on for school, he’s actually a really sweet and sensitive guy. 

“I think he’s with Luke, Cal and Michael, he mentioned that he didn’t really fancy coming out here when it was this hot and he doesn’t really like crowds.” You explain, partially telling the truth and gesturing with a nod of your head at the different groups of people that are laughing and spread out across the field, enjoying the rare sun that you get where you live. You give your friend a knowing look and she nods subtly, knowing the situation with Ash and the fact that he doesn’t like your friends. 

After sitting down for a while, you and your best friend go to play football with the boys. Neither of you are very good but you find it funny to irritate the boys by joining in. You and your friend mess around, pushing the boys over to get to the ball and complaining when they tackle you, claiming that it isn’t fair and that they ‘should go easy on you’. When the ball comes to you, you are in the perfect position to score a goal but one of the boys tackles you and kicks the ball away from you.

“Oh come on! You couldn’t have let me have that?!” You shout at him playfully and he chuckles at you. You punch his stomach and he catches your hands, keeping his grip on your wrists as he watches you squirm and continue to shout at him through giggles.

“Do you want to get the fuck off my girlfriend, idiot?” You hear a familiar Australian voice come from behind you and your friend instantly releases you. You turn around to Ashton who is wearing his black skinny jeans (despite it being summer and absolutely boiling) and one of his worn out band vests, revealing his muscular arms. You walk over to him and try to grab onto his arm but he pushes you gently behind him.

“I was just messing around, man, it didn’t mean anything.” Your friend backs away from Ashton but he keeps walking closer so that there is barely any space between them and Ashton’s tall, muscular body completely dwarfs your friend’s. Ash chuckles darkly.

“You won’t mess around with her again, you won’t speak to her, you won’t look at her, and you don’t even think about her. Got it? Or I swear to god the next time I see you with your hands on her I will hit you so hard you’ll-” He spits through partially gritted teeth but you cut him off, wriggling your way into the gap between your friend and Ashton.

“Ash, stop, you’re scaring him.” You plead, pushing his chest and trying to widen the gap between the boys. Ashton ignores you and continues to threaten your friend.

“She’s way out of your league, asshole, now run along to your little friends, okay?” Ashton growls and your friend practically runs away to continue playing football. You look at your boyfriend with wide eyes.

“What the hell, Ash? You nearly frightened him to death!” You question him, moving to meet his angry and distracted gaze.

“You didn’t see that way he was looking at you, babe.” He mumbles and you can practically see the anger seeping out of him and leaving the boy you know in it’s place. You shake your head and wrap your arms around his waist and he buries his face in your neck. 

“Please don’t kill him, I don’t want to visit you in jail.” You murmur into his chest, only partly joking. You feel his chest rise up and down with his soft laughter.

“I won’t, sweetie, you won’t have to do that, I promise.” He tell you sincerely, kissing the top of your head and leading you to the opposite side of the tree to where your friends are.

“Now, let’s make sure he knows you’re mine, eh?” He smirks and presses his lips lightly to your’s, holding your waist protectively.