#And well really i thought it was honna be so bad

[prossima-nebulosa]

I'm watching the live action™ and well it's not as bad as I thought, actually it's pretty good overall. Love the cast, the CGI is amazing and damn the locations are beautiful. But I think it misses a core point of the story.

The comedy.

One Piece is a comedy through and through and overall the characters have very comic-like personalities (and reactions ok).

They changed some things which makes sense for a live action but it cancelled the vibes of the series.

Why is Luffy so smart? Luffy is an idiot. He's an idiot and a egoist. What he says to Zoro in the liveaction is way too... Planned. His scripts are relaying too much on that Luffy who "believes in his dreams and crew" which is okay, he is that as well. And Zoro.... Damn so serious. He's an idiot as well...

And I KNOW I KNOW ITS ONLY 8 EPISODES THEY COULDN'T CERTAINLY DO EVERYTHING. But the comedy was a must. I wanted it to make me laugh. It didn't.

It's not reaching its point across. Even though they did great on the Buggy part, it was genius to set it in a circus with the town enslaved- there are some very good parts truly, but still...

[spookyserenades]

Soooo I'm back and i wrote an essay:

Chapter 10

I love the Scooby Doo gang a lot. How Namjoon is eager to learn and help. Also the fact that it brings them together without too many fights 😂

The brewery scene was hot and unexpected. I'm saying unexpected because i kinda hoped she'd go over to the waiter and everyone will be Uhm Ma'am sit yo ass down. But i liked it nonetheless with killer teddy bear being all mrrr. Also, Hobi and miss gorl Alice i see you and you need to either get to it and make us super jealous or nothing at all😭

The surprises for Namjoon and Jimin were so sweet they warmed my heart. The lengths she'll go for them is unimaginable. Like she could've just been like yep there you go a house and food do your thing, but no, she has a big heart.

Now the 3 events. Liked Hobi's, but I'm a lot more inclined towards Yoongi's and Tae's. The fact that be only has eyes for her my love🥹 I want one pls! And then Tae's i get on another level. As an artist myself, i tend to paint people i love a lot, to get the appreciation back is absolutely ecstatic. Also very touchy touchy sir i see you too👀

And then the cliffhanger, bad Dana. Very bad.

Chapter 11

I need to know how the fight went down between them 3. Like air, Dana, I'm telling you! Poor Hobi, he probably thought he's getting kicked out 🥺

Kookie kookie kookie, you are more smitten than we thought you were. Hiding it under the I needed to scent, oh Jin will be a pain. Shut up you lil bastard 😏

And the scenting? I was so giddy...give us more pretty please ☺️

WE HAVE MORE HORSES! Are we also getting a y/n ride scene? It doesn't have to be a horse tho 👀

OMG good job Hannah! Oh i'm happy she is getting a better life. Can't wait to meet her. 🤭🫢😧😐😒Scrap that! Hannah is competition.

Oop jumpscare! Yoongi baby you are wearing JK's personality and that doesn't suit you.

Oh babies🥺🥺🥺

Oh what? Question mark? The bar is...what? Very cryptic. Ok.. Yoongi you locked the door you didn't make the room soundproof. Did they talk about sharing her between themselves? Cuz I'd like to read that as well 😏

Ooop like a sack of potatoes. Uuuuu, are we ever honna see y/n extra super drunk like at that bar?

NOOOO FUCK! YOU ARE SO EVIL WOMAN WHYYYYY?😭😭😭😭

Hiii love nice to hear from you again!! Hope you're well, I can't wait to discuss your thoughts about the last two chapters with you! 💞💞

Chapter Ten -

fdsjfdsjf the Scooby Doo gang I love that!!! MC, Joonie, and Jeongguk make quite the little paranormal investigation squad, I'm definitely looking forward to writing some more adventures the trio will go on with their ghostbusting interests. AHH and the brewery scene was so fun, they hybrids getting to go out and have a good time with MC and Alice was really exciting for me to write. I did play with the idea of MC flirting with the waiter as well, but in the end I wanted to display some of Taehyung's growing possessiveness. Besides-- MC definitely has her hands full with the seven of them! As for Hoseok and Alice *evil laughter* 💀 there are some plot lines that I have planned surrounding those two... we're just going to have to wait and see how it pans out (and how MC will react to it!!!)

MC is just ahhh I want her to adopt me fhdksf like her gift giving skills are unmatched. She really wants all of the hybrids to feel at home and like they have their own belongings, spaces, etc. that make their lives more happy and comfortable. She really really cares for them all 🥺

Hehehe the three events~ for Hoseok's track meet, it was a sort of supportive bestie vibe, whereas Yoongi's and Tae's had a bit more of a romantic feel to them. Tae.. my goodness he probably sees MC as his muse or something, because she's the one who encouraged her to participating in the photography club in the first place. I hope he continues to take pics of her and make friends in the club, as well. He's such a sweet boy, he definitely could use some buddies.

rjGFJDGHD BAD DANA!! I can't help myself with the cliffhangers hehe I'm sorry love!!! 🤭

Chapter Eleven -

So the little spat between Hoseok and Jeongguk... We've seen Hoseok's sort of jokester personality, and I really think he wasn't trying to start anything, but with Jeongguk already on edge needing to scent her again, things got a little heated between those two. Joon, not wanting to upset MC like he had during The Incident (with Tae), played the part of peacemaker, which I think shows how willing he is to change and grow for MC. I think you're right, Hoseok was probably entertaining the idea that MC would be angry enough at him to "kick him out", but MC would never. 😭

AHH and Jeongguk. What a tease!!! I definitely think that he is starting to grow more fond of MC, even though he is a bit reluctant to show it. For some reason, too, he seems to sense how fond Seokjin is of MC, so often brings up his own concern for MC and covers it up by blaming Seokjin hehe....

I do plan on having some horseback riding scenes!! Of course, with our cowboy Jimin, maybe we'll get to see him teach MC how to ride also I see what you did there wink wonk ;)

Hannah!! Good news for her, good news for Seokjin, but MC is already feeling a little jealous. I wonder how things will go down when MC takes Seokjin to meet up with Hannah...

Yoongi being a little impatient and brisk with MC made me upset, too, especially since he's always been one of the softer ones with her. That's probably why MC could sense something was wrong. As for them talking about sharing her, that's certainly a drabble idea, but also, I'm toying with the idea of having it sort of an unspoken agreement between all of the hybrids... we'll see how I decide in the future!!!

SO! When I finally get around to all of the prequels, I plan on having that scene with MC at the bar with Yoongi. Something to look forward to in the future-- his prequel, Fire, Walk with Me. ❤️‍🔥

fjkdszkjfzsjd SORRY FOR BEING EVIL!!! But also thank you for sending me all of your lovely thoughts. Sending you hugs, bestie!! 😘

[kristaline2dmensimp]

Marco x reader (NSFW)

Warning: Femdom(?), Unprotected sex, slight bdsm.

A/n: Its already oct 7 in my country!!! In all honesty this is my first time writing smut so bare with wrong grammars? 😅 also this is kind a birthday gift to myself. 😁

(ahem @thatbadbruja My friend and fellow Marco simp I won't definitely forget to tag you on my Marco's content. 👀)

1,743 words

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3rd person's POV

This last few days you couldn't sleep well since you started to have this fantasy with your lover a.k.a Marco appearing frequently in your dreams. Moreover, in an outrageous state.

Imagining about taking complete control during your sexy time with Marco's hands tied to the headboard panting and moaning, both body glistening in sweat- wouldn't leave your mind.

Succumbing to your desires, you embarrassingly confessed it to Marco which he responded with a raised brow, but didn't dismiss the idea of it. In fact, he's quite curious; he's more open about his kink and fetishes to you, so hearing you voice out your own desire he's more willing to oblige. Which resulted to being locked inside the privacy of your room, full on liplock sharing a hot intense kiss, pulling away only to breathe; discarding each other's clothing until you were left with only your undergarments and him being completely bare.

"Strawberry will be our safeword." You said pushing him down to the bed, with a small smirk on your face. "I think you're underestimating me Yoi." He chuckled pulling you on top of him mirroring your smirk as you straddle his waist.

Smiling you lean down to his ear before you grind against his pulsating cock, wiping the smirk from his face, prompting a deep groan from the Marco.

"Just a precaution, my dear." You whispered before smashing your lips on his, tongue on the mix, one hand caressing the tattooed part of his well toned chest to distract him while your other hand reached for something on your bedside table.

Marco, of course, isn't one to give up easily, so expect a little challenge from him. He smirked as he tried to gain momentum on the kiss.

Frowning, you hump hard enough into his hardened cock swallowing his moans of pleasure.

He tried to move his hand to touch you but felt half of his strength drained from his body. Pulling away for air, a string of saliva connecting you two, looking up, that's when he realized you had cuffed his hands to the headboard.

'when did....' Marco wondered in shock.

"Oh, I hope you don't mind being tied up for a little while." You said massaging his chest with a small grin.

"Really yoi? Seastone cuffs?" He asked panting fo air looking at you through half lidded eyes. He can't deny he's actually turned on by this.

"I know you're not complaining. So relax, I'll make sure you enjoy it." You said grinning as he gulp seeing the mischievous glint in yoir eyes that made his cock stiffer than usual.

"My, my. You seem really excited." You said feeling his hard member under your clothed sex.

"Well that's your effect on me." Grinning at his reply, you lean down kissing his lips soflty before traveling down to his neck and chest until you came face to face with his aching cock.

You took a hold of his hardened shaft pumping it slightly and his hips instinctively jerk into your hand.

"f-f*ck (____)." He groaned out throwing his head back into the pillow, hands clench and unclenching tugging on the restraints you put on him as you drag your tongue from the underside of his shaft to his tip, licking off the precum before swallowing him.

"Shit f*ck!" He grunted catching him off guard by starting immediately on a fast rhythm, bobbing your head up and down feeling his legs tense up.

"Haa...haa...sh*t you're honna make me cum faster than I thought." Marco moaned accompanied by the rattling of the chains at his futile attempt of breaking free. Not being able to touch your face, your hair, 'anything' are pure torture to him.

Feeling delighted knowing you were responsible for the sound of pleasure leaving his mouth, you suck roughly on his length hoping this would push him over the edge.

"(____) I'm c-cumming." Feeling him twitch in your mouth, you immediately pull away. "wha- hey." He whined from the lost contact leaving him fromt the peak of his orgasm. He lift his head to look at you, eyes filled with lust and out of breath.

"Do you wanna cum Marco?" You teased, stripping off your remaining undergarments. "If you're gonna cum.." You trailed off taking his hard shaft and aligning it at your entrance. "Then do it inside!" You finished your sentence as you slam yourself down, the delicious stretch, movement and the thickness of his cock made you moan louder.

"Wai–" He didn't had the chance to finish what he was saying when his body stilled, releasing a strangled groan as he came deep inside of you, back arching feeling the tightness of your walls.

Your body shivering from the feeling of being filled to the brim. "Haa...haa..you came so..much." You panted both of your face flushed red and body covered with sweat. Smiling you look at him in the eye.

"Round two babe? I haven't came yet." You coed and before he could comprehend the dangerous glint in your eyes, you began to lift your hips up before slamming it back down, eliticing the loud sweet moan out of Marco.

"(___) w-wait! I just ca~me." He moan throwing his head back on the pillow, restlessly clutching and tugging the restraints on his wrist, flexing the fine muscles of his arm.

"F*ck!" He cussed. Without the healing properties of his devil fruit, Marco could thoroughly feel the slight overstimulation mixed with pleasure coursing through his body. This may be the first time he felt this kind of sensations and boy it felt too good. The drool at the corner of his mouth and the way he he shut his eyes closed are the proof of it.

"Haa..fuck it." He panted before digging the heel of his feet down to the mattress, moving his hips to meet your thrust feeling determined to make you cum faster. "Ahh!" The action made you gasp and moan as he hit your sweet spot. Falling forward to his chest both of you were breathing heavily but your movements didn't falter still maintaining the fast rhythm.

"Don't think just because...I'm tied up with sea prism stone...I dont have the energy left....to f*ck you..yoi." He said in between breaths while looking at you straight in the eye. "heh, we'll see...about that." You responded picking up the pace.

Groaning, you two chase each other's lips, muffling the sound of pleasure only pulling away for air and your body began to tremble feeling your upcoming release. Your hands on his chest for support.

You shut your eyes closed as you bit your lower lip while Marco let out a hoarse moan feeling you clamp down on him.

Noticing this, Marco speed up his thrust knowing you're gonna cum sooner or later as he found your sweet spot intensifying your pleasure. He smirk watching as you gave off a lewd expression while wiping the drool off at the corner of your mouth.

"Mmm, feels too good." You said slamming down on his shaft matching his pace. Encouraged by your words, Marco continously hit your sweet spot that made you see stars until your orgasm hit you hard to the point you collapsed on top of him. With one last thrust he came deep insde you.

He gave off a rugged breaths as you pulled yourself off, shuddering at the oozing feeling of his release down your legs.

"That was....amazing." Marco stated catching his breath before looking at you. "It sure did." You responded staring back at him.

Marco felt a chill ran down his spine seeing the dangerous glint on ypir eyes haven't faded. He jolt at the feeling of your hand on his softening shaft trying to spring it back to life.

"Haa..(____) stop pls....f*ck!" Marco whined as he squirmed, already feeling sensitive, you had made him cum twice without even a few minutes break.

"Is it too much? Yoi can say the safeword dear." You stated, pausing your ministrations to give him the chance to reply, but you were met with silence his gaze full with lust and heavy breaths.

"I really shouldn't underestimated you. Hope your done with the few seconds break, Marco." You coed secretly pulling out a blindfold, both of you were clearly enjoying this.

Your alluring smirk was the last thing he sees before you put on the blindfold on him, his other senses heightens.

You lean down, capturing his lips swallowing his groans and moans while you kept stroking his shaft.

"The main event is yet to come." You whispered tugging his bottom lip, aligning his semi hardened shaft at your entrance, you began to slowly sink down making him moan loud from the overstimulation and his grip tightened at the chains of his restraints.

" Haa.. You're lucky that you put...ahh...seastone cuffs on me or else...ah sh*t You'd be at my mercy yoi." Marco said struggling to keep his moans down as you started bouncing up and down on his shaft.

You knew he'd never let you go easily and his statement is the proof of it, so why not make use the best of it?

Feeling him twitch, you smirked. "Too bad, I'm in control." You responded letting out an occasional moans when the tip of his cock graze ypur sweet spot.

Completely drowned in pleasure, Marco let out a strangle moan, flexing the veins and muscles of his arms as you made him cum for the third time yet your movements didn't falter.

"If I can only escape this cuf-" Marco didn't had the chance to finish his sentence when you captured his lips, tongue dancing together.

'haa...f*ck..' He thought feeling his impending release coming quicker than the last one.

"I'm coming master~" You grinned widely when Marco cussed out loud from hearing your words, both of your bodies were already covered in a thick sweat and exhaustion were taking over, yet you had the the gal to still tease him? Was what marco thought and he wonder when did you become so bold. But he wasn't going to complaining.

"(____) I'll surely..haa..get you back for this yoi.." Marco stated tugging the chains as you giggle. "I'd be disappointed if you don't, my dear Marco~" You coed before you two came undone reaching pure ecstasy.

[doodle--writes]

She’s Hotter- Eddie Kaspbrak X Reader

Word Count: 1,716 Warnings: Cursing Request: hi so idk if your taking requests but may I request an Eddie Kaspbrak X Reader where the reader is Richie's twin sister and she would always make Eddie flustered with her flirty jokes and then Eddie just gives up and kisses her? Thank you! _____

"Mom," Richie whined, "Y/N is using my bike again!"

He yelled into the house from the garage as your mother cooked lunch for herself and Went.

You looked to Richie. Despite being twins, you two were oh so very different. He was very twig-like with eyes too big for his face.

You, on the other hand, were more proportionally stable. Your eyes fit just fine, especially without those ungodly glasses Richard had to wear.

You smacked his arm. "We have the same bike dumb ass. Who cares?" You practically growled it at him, not wanting your darling mother to hear.

He pouted as your mother shouted back a response: "You kids will ditch them in the street later so there's no need to argue."

Those words wrapped up the quarrel, Richie accepting his loss of the argument.

With that, the both of you biked across town towards the Club House. The structure was more or less a ditch in the ground with wooden planks to keep it standing, but in a weird way, it was homey.

Once you were in the woods, you and Rich dumped your bikes into a bush, having seen Bill's bike there as well. Even after a whole damn year, Denbrough had still looked like a toddler on that bike of his.

Richie made some sort of comment about Bill using his bike to compensate for a lack of a dick and you rolled your eyes. How were you related to such an imbecile?

You and Richie wandered around until you spotted the hole in the ground, aka the entrance, leading into the Club House. You hopped down in, landing with a thud that made dust rise.

Looking around, everyone was there except Mike. Poor guy couldn't get off of the farm even if he wanted to. Ben and Bev sat on old palette boxes, just talking. Stan and Bill sat in chairs that looked like they could break any minute as they played cards. Richie walked over to crash their party and you looked over to see Eddie.

Out of the group, most people found themselves drawn towards Bill for his bravery and brotherly comfort, but you were drawn towards Eddie.

Maybe it was because you were the only person who saw Eddie for what he really was. You looked past his involuntary actions caused by his mother. To you he wasn't frail.

Eddie Kaspbrak was simply Eddie; an outspoken, incredibly intelligent, and incredibly feisty boy who just so happened to have a wheezing problem.

"Hey, what're you looking at?"

You were suddenly shook from your thought by Eddie. He looked up at you, cheeks and nose sun-kissed and freckles peppered across them.

You smiled and winked. "Can I borrow your inhaler? I think you just took my breath away."

You giggled while Eddie's cheeks and tips of his ears turned a few hues brighter red.

"You always tease me like that," he pouts.

"Can't help that it's fun." You smiled. "Now c'mon scoot. We can share the hammock."

Eddie muttered something about you being just as insufferable as Richie but you only laughed in response.

The peace continued for a while before Bill called for everyone's attention. He stood on top of one of the chairs, trying not to hit his head on the ceiling.

"We're guh-honna play a game of truth or d-d-dare."

Richie cheered: "bring it on! I'll take anything you virgins give me!"

Bev giggled in the corner and Bill stifled a laugh. The others were fairly unamused.

"So who's going first?" You asked.

Richie gave you a look. "You ask, you go."

You rolled your eyes but you couldn't deny the twitch of a smirk pulling at your lips. "Hm, alright I'll take a dare!"

Everyone looked to Richie to come up with the dare. He sat there, thinking for a moment (which was rare to see him actually thinking). "I dare you to go find a snake and pick it up."

You tried your best to hide a shiver. You didn't hate snakes, they're a little scary is all. But you weren't one to turn down a dare so you climbed out of the Club House and scanned the area for a snake.

You found a tiny black one and decided that was your trophy. So you held it, nearly squealing each time it tried to escape your hand, and took it back to the group.

Once you were back, you held it up in front of Richie before dropping it into his shirt.

For about ten minutes, the entire room was filled of screaming (mainly from Richie) and cursing (also from Richie).

By the time it was over and the snake was back up on the surface, you were nearly wheezing from laughter.

Stan was beginning to get annoyed with your loud behavior, thinking that it must be a Tozier family trait, and was about to say something until he noticed the look on Eddie's face. It was a clear admiration, a similar expression to one he made at Bill but something about it was... gentler.

Curious as to how things would go from here, Stan decided to stay quiet, his own eyes going to Bill.

After you were done with your series of wheezes and laughter, you looked around the room. "Alright, who do I want to target?"

Eddie raised his hand. "I'll take a truth."

You stared at him for a moment, completely shocked that he of all people was volunteering. In the past he hadn't even wanted to witness a game of truth or dare, yet here he was offering to play.

"Hey, I said I'd go. Don't make me change my mind," he pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

You stopped to think of a question before it suddenly hit you:

"Richie and I are obviously twins, but clearly not the same person. So, which one of us is better looking?"

The whole room went silent before eyes were cast on Eddie.

Richie opened his mouth, starting to say, "me! Is that even a-"

"Y/N."

In a matter of a second, you were next to Eddie, squeezing his cheeks, making them more red than they already were. "Oh Eds! I'm flattered!" You cooed.

He smacked your hand away but Richie didn't take Eddie's choice without insult.

"Oh c'mon Eddie I've known you longer! You're gonna let a stupid girl win this?"

You turned towards Richie. "If I'm at all an idiot, it came from you little brother," you teased.

"Hey I'm only younger by a minute!"

"You're still younger."

"By a fucking minute! I can make Mrs. K orgasm in that time!"

Everyone wrinkled their noses in disgust as Eddie glanced at Richie with a look that was nearly scary. "You're not helping your case Richie," he deadpanned.

Bill (somehow) managed to get everyone back on topic and the game continued for hours until all of you got ready to leave.

As you were ready to mount your bike, Richie came up and told you he was spending the night at Stan's. You didn't mind but the thought of biking home, alone, in the dark was less than appealing.

So as you were ready to speed off, there was a small tap on your shoulder.

You turned to see Eddie sitting there on his bike. "Wanna ride home together?"

You beamed, going to pinch Eddie's cheeks again. "Aww are you worried about me, Eddie-Bear?"

Once again, he swatted your hand away, mumbling something about "more than Richie's stupidity" rubbing off on you.

You laughed as you two began to pedal down the street.

It was quiet other than the sound of your bike creaking and the insects chirping from the trees and greenery.

It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, but you were one who preferred chatter. "Hey Eddie," you smiled, "thanks for calling me the hottest one back there," you winked.

Eddie turned an ungodly shade of red and started to fire off at you, shrill and defensive. "I did not say that! I said I would take you over Richie and almost anyone would say that! I mean Richie is Richie; his glasses are too big, his vision fucking sucks, his sense of humor is garbage, and his hair is atrocious!"

You couldn't help but laugh. "Oh c'mon Eddie, his hair isn't that bad. Although I do seem like a model compared to him, don't I?" You flipped your hair, almost falling off of your bike in the process.

After another long silence, Eddie asked if you would wanna come into his house for a few minutes. "My mom should be asleep so I can sneak you in."

You smiled. "Yeah I'd like that."

Only, once you got to Eddie's house, you could hear that his mom wasn't asleep after all so the two of you sat on his front porch, quietly talking.

Keeping your voice low, you began to taunt Eddie. "You know, you're so cute when you get all flustered."

Just by saying that, Eddie's cheeks began to heat up. "Oh shut it."

You leaned closer, resting your head in your hands, feigning innocence. "Oh yeah? Make me."

And Eddie made you.

As soon as you spoke, his hands were on either sides of your face, palms open against your cheeks as he gave you perhaps one of the most child-like, yet meaningful kisses one could imagine.

There wasn't anything to it; just lips against each other for a few seconds before Eddie let go. He immediately stood up and went to grab the door but you stopped him by pulling on the hem of his shirt.

For once, you were speechless.

It was only after staring at him for a few moments did you realize what you could say.

"Shut me up more often."

Eddie cracked a grin, looking down at you from where he stood. "I think I will, but I swear to God if you tell Richie-"

"There's my Eddie," you laughed and he laughed too.

After a moment you stood up and give him a peck on the cheek. "Goodnight Eddie. I'll see you around."

"Goodnight Y/N."

On the bike ride home, all you could think was: huh, all that flirting really did pay off.

[thelionshoarde]

if you're still taking prompts: i'd love to see anything from your fight club au!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAAY!! Okay, so this is just the first part of this prompt, D; but it was all I have time for today, which is A PITY because the other scenes are full of AWFUL THINGS, and this is mostly just set up UGH. I’ll try and get to the rest of it asap! (Also, you may enjoy knowing: I finished writing this with one hand because Goose was in my lap and wouldn’t stop licking my fingers so I had to surrender one to him or risk a myriad of typos lol)

12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS PROMPT-A-THON, DAY 6 part 1

The noise from the jeering crowd shook dust and dirt from the rafters. But the venue had been cleverly chosen: the abandoned opera house was still structurally sound, and built to keep all volume of noise safely tucked within. No hint of the violent revelry within escaped.

Climbing the gallery stairs Zen felt it rattle his bones; the primal roar of a crowd hungry to see a slaughter. They had paid good money for it, too, based on what Zen had glimpsed of the cash box before he’d been led down a private hallway toward the gallery stairs. Not surprising. As the surplus son of an only moderately wealthy house, Lord Honna could ill afford this venture otherwise.

Money-grubbing sociopath, Zen thought, feeling his lip curl with disgust.

The servant led him to a box near the front, where the stage would be well in view. Dipping a curtsy, she left him to press aside the moth-eaten curtain himself. The light was nearly blinding after the dim hallway. Zen stood still for a moment, blinking rapidly and hand tensed to draw his sword -- before he remembered that he had left it in his carriage, as per the rules. Unease coiled tight about his spine, blood roaring to match the crowd milling below.

“Ah! And so he arrives! Fashionably late, of course. Lord Robin, have you met my dear friend Lord Kestrel? He is new to our type of game, but an avid fan, I assure you. In fact, he has quite the keen eye -- in barely a week he has already picked out and claimed a favorite.”

Lord Honna, prattling on as usual, of course. Zen, eyes now adjusted, turned his attention to the other figure in the box. Short, plump, gowned in rose silk and with a delicate porcelain mask obscuring only a third of her face, blonde curls tumbling loose about her shoulders. A woman of some means if the emeralds at wrist and throat were any indication. In fact --

Ah. That was the heirloom necklace of the Sakuraba House.

It irked him, the way these Lords and Ladies thought they could flaunt themselves so easily, as if they were untouchable. Zen curled his mouth into a parody of a smile, safe behind his mask. At least it made his job easier. If they were all so disgustingly foolish as this he would be done here, and Obi and Shirayuki would be back home, safe.

Zen let the curtain fall shut behind him, extending his hand. “Lord Robin, is it? A pleasure.”

Lady Sakuraba -- one of the younger girls, Zen guessed; he had only met them a few times when he was much younger, as they were cousins, but distant, and without much in the way of titles or land -- laid her gloved hand daintily atop his, allowing Zen to lay a glancing kiss across her knuckles.

He didn’t, merely curling his fingers briefly about hers before dropping them.

“Lord Kestrel,” she said, more abrupt than she’d intended at the slight. Lord Honna did not bother to hide his snicker of amusement. “New, and with a favorite already? How reckless of you. I’d say you’re a betting man.”

Zen hummed, moving further into the box to look out, over the crowd where they spilled their ale and brandy on the rotting wood floor, and at the stage, where a servant was hurriedly mopping blood and sweat from the planks in preparation for the next fight. He said, “I’ve been known to take a gamble once or twice.”

“Careful, Robin,” Lord Honna murmured, his own beaked mask pushed to his brow so he could better utilize the opera glasses he’d brought, as if he’d truly done nothing more than gone out to the theater district for the night. “Lord Kestrel here knows his way around a fighter.”

“Does he? I wouldn’t have guessed.”

There. Toward the back of the stage, near where the wings were hidden: Shirayuki.

Zen’s stomach clenched at the sight of her, heart racing. Even with her hair turned a black, greasy tangle, Zen would recognize her anywhere. Gods, but it was nearly as much a relief to see her as it was an agony. He burned with the need to secret her away from this filthy, awful place. His jaw tensed, shoulders going rigid -- he had to take a deep breath, let it go. If he were the reason this whole charade fell apart then he would never forgive himself. He had to get himself under control.

Lady Sakuraba’s tittering drew him back to his companions. “Oh? Lord Kestrel, are you offended? I meant nothing by it, I assure you.”

“Not offended, no,” Zen said, glancing over at Lord Honna. He was smirking beneath his opera glasses. Leaning back against the railing, Zen mirrored it as best he could, glad his mask hid the faint sheen of sweat and flush of excitement on his face; and better, his expression, no doubt full of frustration and longing. So he said, deflecting, “Simply bored. Do you want a wager or don’t you, Lord Robin?”

“My, Lord Sparrow. Your friend is rather to the point, isn’t he?”

A clamor began below, the crowd rousing itself from high spirited murmurs to excited cheers. The next fight was about to begin. Zen looked back toward Shirayuki, and fought to keep his body loose as Obi, too, came into view. A slender knife flickered dangerous between his fingers, there then gone.

“He’s used to getting what he wants,” Lord Honna drawled.

Hardly. If Zen was used to getting what he wanted then Obi wouldn’t be about to fight -- possibly to the death, if the bodies they kept fishing out of the river were any indication -- for entertainment.

“A wager, or no?” Zen grit out, sorely missing his sword.

Lady Sakuraba sniffed, annoyed. “A wager. Just what are you willing to bet on your favorite, hm?”

Zen considered, lost to the stage, to the way Obi looked shirtless beneath the light, scars and half-healed cuts and crusted scabs on display, the crowd teeming with its own last minute bets, wild at the sight of him. Zen remembered the taste of him, the way Obi’d fallen apart beneath him -- and how much it had hurt to have him like that, as if he meant nothing more than conquest.

He curled his fingers tightly around the carved banister, and said, “Everything.”

“Really,” Lady Sakuraba trilled. “Then it’s winner’s choice, I suppose.”

“Witnessed.” Lord Honna dropped his opera glasses, leaning back to give Lady Sakuraba a look full of thinly veiled humor. “I’m sure your companions must be wondering where you’ve gone. Wouldn’t want to miss the next fight either, hm? After all, you have quite a lot riding on it. Winner’s choice.”

“The next fight? But Tomo is Lord Finch’s favorite! And -- and the other --”

“Nanaki,” Lord Honna grinned, saying the name with relish in time to the now-chanting crowd. “Nanaki is Lord Kestrel’s favorite. Perhaps you should have asked before you wagered, hm?"

Hearing him say Obi’s alias was startling enough, still, that Zen jerked back from where he’d been leaning over the edge, half-turning to look at them.

Blood drained swiftly from Lady Sakuraba’s face. Her mask, delicate and designed to reveal as much of her pretty features as possible, did little to disguise her sudden pallor. Her rouge only accented it. It was satisfying, actually, watching the way this creature was brought so low, so quickly, when she had thought herself so safe. Untouchable.

Watch me knock you all down, Zen thought, and allowed himself to grin at her, hungry in a way that was all anger and fear and impatience.

He said, “That really is a lovely necklace, Lord Robin.”

Hand fluttering up to the emerald resting at the hollow of her throat, Lady Sakuraba swallowed, hard. Lord Honna, as if cued, piped in: “It is, isn’t it? But it would look much better on Nanaki’s throat, don’t you think? It’s about time you gave your favorite a collar, after all. Priceless emeralds aren’t a bad choice.”

“Mm,” Zen agreed. “Not a bad choice at all.”

Lady Sakuraba’s fingers convulsed around the emerald, the diamond studded strand glittering in the light at the movement.

Below, the bellow of the crowd indicated first blood. Zen turned toward the stage, eyes seeking Obi, desperate to see that it wasn’t his blood decorating another’s blade.

It wasn’t. Zen sucked in a sharp breath, knees nearly weak with relief to see the slow drip of blood as it slid from Obi’s blade, just as golden eyes scanned the gallery, seeking,  seeking. Despite himself, Zen held his breath until they found him, recognition tightening the angles of Obi’s face.

“Well,” Lord Honna said, leaning against the banister beside him. “This should be good.”

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Who: Niam  when: 13th January 2017 where: Ireland  description: Liam returns home and all truth is out 

@niall-xhoranrp

Liam: Liam came

Liam: Home earlier than he was supposed too he couldn't handle being over there the way things were it was adding stress to everything. He went inside of the house seeing Amy playing with her toys. "Hey baby girl" he smiled to her kneeling down

Niall: Niall was watching some tv as the door opened swallowing hard as liam cane inside but kept his eyes on the tv

Liam: Liam glanced over at him before turning back to Amy "in back earlier than I'm meant to be...."

Niall: Niall didnt say anything just kept his eyes on the tv

Liam: "Shall we go out today baby girl?" He spoke to Amy

Niall: "make sure to dress her well its been cold" he muttered

Liam: "I will...." he gulped standing up holding his hand out for her

Niall: niall nodded and made his way upstairs

Liam: Liam wrapped her up warm in her coat and hat lifting her to carry her. He looked up the stairs taking a small sigh

Niall: he took a deep breath feeling his stomach twist he had no idea what do so

Niall: do

Liam: Liam was hoping Niall would come but he didn't. He just took Amy out to have some fun together he kissed her so much. He was out for a few hours and came back home with her sleeping in his arms

Niall: Niall packed a bag and left a note hes at his moms planning to stay there for the night

Liam: "Niall?" He shouted out hearing how quiet it was looking around for him till he saw the note. He felt awful for what was going on he knew it was his fault. He placed Amy into the car seat Driving to nialls mums house knocking at the door.

Niall: Niall had just walked in and straight to bed. his mom opened givibg him a soft smile "hes upstairs"

Liam: Liam nodded handing Amy gently to his mum not wanting her to be around when he was with Niall. He walked up knocking at the door

Niall: Niall kept quiet holding his pillow to him with back to door obvious he been crying

Liam: He walked into the room carrying a cup of coffee for him that his mum handed him placing

Liam: If it on the side. He sat down on the edge of the bed

Niall: he looked at him not surprised he would come

Liam: He bit his lip "I'm sorry I just left...and the way I have been"

Niall: he sat up" i thought we were better that we could talk to each other, you just came home pissed and then left for days wothout a word"

Liam: "I wanted to talk to you but my head was messed up, I didn't want to take everything out on you how I was feeling so I had to leave, I was scared I'd be worse and really hurt you with words I say. Just seeing your face when I said about sex it made me realise I should go. I kicked off at everyone when I was there, to the point they nearly dropped me... I don't know what's happening to me"

Niall: "it doesn't matter liam, you didnt wcen say bye to me and when you go home it was like i didnt exist. "

Liam: "I kept looking at you before I spoke to Amy but you were just watching tv then went upstairs, I was wanting you to come out with us like that day I said we would have. I dropped everything to come home. You said you didn't care and I upset you how could I say bye it felt like I shouldn't be there"

Niall: Niall wiped some tears just looking down. "you should go home"

Liam: "I came back to sort things... going home is just going to make everything worse if keep avoiding"

Niall: "dont give me that when ur the one who just left "

Liam: "I've just said I came back to talk and to sort things, is this how it's just going to be?"

Niall: "what did you expect? me to jump in your arms? ive felt like shit since you left"

Liam: "I didn't expect that but I thought we could talk about it. I had no choice but to leave they lost everything.... all my music went, I had to record them all again, I was supposed to be there a few weeks but I've worked all day and all night non stop to finish to come home to you" he looked to him "I'm sorry I've made you feel like shit, and I'm sorry how bad I am to you, and how I treated you, I shouldn't of I know"

Niall: "and it didnt accure to you to tell me that before you left ir give me a call? u cane back pushed me away and left . did you think i was honna figure that out myself? "

Liam: "I wasn't going to go I was going to quit everything, so we can have a normal life, as if it was a sign to say don't do it, but it was swirling around in my head, I just didn't know what to do and I panciked"

Niall: "you should of called.. we went to therapy liam because we needed ti talk to each othet and you just did the oposit, ive been blaming myself for days thinking i did something ready to pack my bags when you came home because i thought you wanted me away"

Liam: "I didn't want to talk to you over the phone I wanted to talk properly, you haven't done anything, it's my fault, all of it" he looked down "I do want you around, I just didn't want to be horrible to you"

Niall: "you wouldnt of been if you talked to me"

Liam: "But I couldn't without feeling angry, and I didn't want to take it out on you"

Niall: "can you stop with the excuses"

Liam: "They aren't excuses Niall" he sighed softly

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Niall: he looked away staying quiet

Liam: "It doesnt matter what i say you just going to say they are excuses"

Niall: "fine push me away again, don´t talk to me, but if you´re not going to say anything or try to understand how messed up it´s been you might as well go home"

Liam: "Im not even pushing you away, i was telling you but you keep saying its excuses, so i said doesnt matter what i say your going to keep saying it and im trying to say it, im trying niall, i seriously dont know what you want"

Niall: "I want you to at least understand what you did and try to make sense of it all instead of explaining to me what happened try to make it up to me, i´m sat here and I feel so far away from you, how about kiss me or touch me or let me know you still want me. Or tell me whats been going on because it kills me, I don´t know how to react"

Liam: "I do understand what ive done." he climbed up onto the bed crawling over to him. He lifted his head up "I aways want you, and always will, nothing for you has change ever, i still love you as much as i did when we first got together" he stroked his cheek kissing him softly

Niall: he looked at him with his tired eyes from crying kissing him back carefully. "please don´t leave like that again."

Liam: "Im not going to leave like that again, im staying here now, just me you and amy"

Niall: he nodded kissing him softly again " whats going on liam?"

Liam: "What you mean whats going on?" he bit his lip looking at him

Niall: "with you music" he asked looking concerned at him

Liam: "i ws nearly finished everything getting it ready for release, and they called me up saying theylost everything, all the recordings i worked hard on, it was either re do everything or not release anything"

Niall: "babe i´m so sorry " he stroke his cheek

Liam: "its just stressing me out really bad and i just dont know what to do anymore, im tired and sick because of how much ive been working this week its just so hard"

Niall: Niall moved climbing up into his lap stradeling him so he could get a good grip on him hugging him tightly

Liam: Liam wrappd his arms around him hugging into him nuzzling his face into his chest he just sat quietly hugging him

Niall: "I would of been there for you babe" he said playing with his hair

Liam: "I know, i just didnt want you caught up in the middle of it and see me that way"

Niall: he looked at him " i rather see every part of you than be pushed out baby"

Liam: "I know i'm sorry i just didnt think... thats my problem i dont think i just do it"

Niall: he chewed on his inner lip p"hows things now?"

Liam: "I managed to record a fair bit but i didnt want to stay over there, i feel better"

Niall: he nodded" okay" he kissed him softly " i love you

Liam: He kissed him softly in return "i love you too"

Niall: "good" he smiled softly

Liam: "how are you feeling? he asked softly looking at him

Niall: "i got a headache, but im good now when im back in your arms"

Liam: "Do you want some tablet or anything?" he stroked onto his hair

Niall: "yeah" he nodded " can you get me one?"

Liam: "Yeah i will ask your mum and get you some water and stuff"

Niall: "thank you" he kissed him again softly " do you want to go home or can we stay here for the night?"

Liam: "We can stay here, dont want you moving too much when you got a headache and amy is sleeping so i think its best to keep her settled" He kissed him softly standing up

Niall: he nodded laying down sighing as he looked up the ceiling hating a his head

Liam: Liam went to get him some tablets and some water, and something to eat incase he hadn't eaten before taking some tablets. He went back upstairs after making sure Amy was okay but she was still with Nialls mum so he didn't have to worry. He walked back in placing the water down sitting back on the bed. "i got you something to eat i dont want you feeling weak with the tablets" he handed him the small plate first

Niall: he sat up "thank you" he took the water and the tablett and swallowed it down

Liam: "Why don't you take a nice bath to relax yourself and your head might ease a little"

Niall: "im too tired to bath" he pouted" cant we just lay here? can rest my head on your chest and feel you close again"

Liam: "Okay no bath" he smiled taking off his clothing to his boxers to sleep in because that's all he had. He climbed under the covers opening his arms "its freezing in here, how are you so warm"

Niall: "im sweating" he said placing his head on his chest

Liam: Liam reached grabbing a wet sponge to press to nialls head "babe I don't think you are doing good, but your like my hot water bottle"

Niall: "im sweating all over you" he sat up a little "im sorry"

Liam: "Keep this on your head" he placed the sponge on his forehead "you should get checked over"

Niall: "no im fine might be a fever but its all ok" he laid on his back

Liam: "If it gets worse or you feel worse please go..." he looked down at him still cooling his body

Niall: he nodded"i promise" he gave him a small smile "i love you"

Liam: "Thank you" he was worried every time Niall was sick he hated it and wished he could do more. "I love you" he whispered stroking his cheek

Niall: he closed his eyes enjoying his touch not taking long before he ended up falling asleep

Liam: He made sure he was asleep kissing his forehead softly "sleep tight my baby" he whispered laying down beside him drifting not long after

Niall: Niall kept waking up feeling shit during the night finally able to sleep well in the norning

Liam: Liam kept checking on him when he woke. Making sure he was okay. He woke early in the morning laying quietly

Niall: niall woke up a bit after liam running his hands over his face

Liam: "Morning" he whispered "how you feeling?" He asked almost straight away showing his worry

Niall: "i bit better" he said quietly looking at him

Liam: "good, glad you feeling a bit better" he kissed him softly

Niall: he kissed him back giving him a small smile

Liam: "You look all tired baby" he pouted to him

Niall: "i haven´t slept well" he cuddled closer to him " how are you baby?"

Liam: "Is there anything i can do for you" he rubbed onto his back soothingly. "I'm okay now im back here with you"

Niall: he gave him a soft smile " just be here with me?"

Liam: "I'm not planning on going anywhere" he grinned kissing his head softly

Niall: he smiled enjoying his lips on his skin " you know if amy is awake?"

Liam: "No she was sleeping in your mums room with her so didn't dare go in incase I woke your mum, she might of shouted" he laughed softly

Niall: he smiled up at him taking his hand in his " I don´t think my mom would of liked that"

Niall: "she likes you , but not uninvited to her bedroom"

Liam: He linked their fingers playing softly with nialls "she would die if she woke up and saw me in there, and I don't want her to hate me"

Niall: "my mom would never hate you.. unless you hurt me or amy which i know you´ll never do" he kissed his hand

Liam: "I could never hurt you both, I'd hate myself and couldn't live with it" he smiled softly "did I hurt you when I left...."

Niall: he looked at him swallowing" you did...i thought it was me, it hurt me you didnt talk and that youd just leave without saying bye, even if i was angry, you didnt call either and i thought me calling would make it worse ,"

Liam: Liam nodded "I knew I did, I hated myself for just leaving, I wanted to call but I was scared you wouldn't want to talk to me after what I did and how I treated you, I was so horrible to you, I still have forgive myself for doing it, but I'll never do it again, I wanted you there, to help me, pick me back up when I fell, but I didn't give you that chance"

Niall: "let me help you now" he stroke his thimb over the back of his hand" and promise not to do that again"

Liam: A tear slipped down his cheek he finally let himself break not often letting himself cry he always was strong for Niall. He nodded "I don't know if I can do it Niall."

Niall: Niall sat up as he saw him cry wiping his tear before pulling to him " yes you can baby, i know you can"

Liam: Liam cuddled into him "but I see you and your amazing and you shine so much out there, what if people still don't like me? Or the style of music? I worry every time I go in there