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criticalsyourroles · 1 month
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now i've watched a fair amount of d&d i've started to pick up on the differences between dm style i think
like brennan IS all the bad guys. every game he dms is brennan vs the players. he makes npcs and battles that make his friends throw things at him and he smirks the whole time. he makes them tell him their worst fears and then he makes them do it. and it's awful and amazing and really funny
matt IS exandria. his characters and battles never feel written or constructed, they just feel like things that already existed in the world. it's all about verisimilitude with him, and he's amazing at it. he tends to fade into the background and let the players react to the story and it makes everything he does incredibly cinematic
aabria dms like she's just another player at the table reacting to the story, right up until someone gets lulled into a false sense of security and tries to fool around and THEN she throws a curveball by making them deal with the consequences of their choices. she's like oh you think that's funny?? then i'm about to be hilarious, bitch. and she keeps getting away with it bc she's just that good!
basically, brennan's an evil bastard, matt's the world, and aabria's the queen of consequences
or:
brennan - fuck
matt - around
aabria - find out
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rebouks · 2 months
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Alex: You’re not hiding them from me or something, right? Brodie: Now why would I do that? Alex: What if he’s forgotten about me… Brodie: I’m sure he’s just busy, kiddo. Alex: Busy forgetting me. Brodie: Tch-.. don’t wander off, alright? Alex: But-… Brodie: Don’t! [Alex snorted; she’d do as she pleased, thank you very much-.. once her father was out of sight, anyway] … [It wasn’t exactly warm enough for a swim, and the pond Alex loomed over seemed awfully grotty, but still.. she would’ve preferred it if her heart didn’t do a wobbly somersault every time she neared a body of water] [Maybe one day she’d forget…]
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imthursdaysyme · 10 months
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It’ll pass series 1/5: ronance
#drawing#art#stranger things#robin buckley#nancy wheeler#ronance#look I’m sorry for this series#it’s all sad#and I’m sad#bc I don’t have a funny story to put in the tags ☹️#but I like to think they were like together#enjoying each other and the closeness of being around someone simply but never going too far#I think that Robin would say it first bc she loves so easily and so much that how can she not let Nancy know that she loves her?#how is robin supposed to keep her feelings to herself when she always felt so unloved as a child? how could she refuse to let someone know#that they were loved?#and sweet Nancy with her walks built up high and tight with guards stationed round who grew up with people yelling her they loved her#and never meaning it#so she sees beautiful Robin and her nervous smile and easy confidence in her declaration of love and thinks that she’s either lying#or soon Robin will see Nancy with her walls down and see her unguarded and think oh#this isn’t what I expected behind the walls you built up#and leave#so robin loves too much and Nancy is scared that she’ll not be enough for that love so she stops her heartbreak sooner than it can start#even though telling Robin it’ll pass is a heartbreak in itself bc Nancy fell and didn’t even know it#robin has already seen glimpses behind Nancy’s wallls and thinks it’s the lovely#but alas no communication happens#and so they part and Nancy always wonders if rob would have still lived her with her walls down#and Robin will always wonder why her love wasn’t enough#anyway#digital art
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marmiteprinter · 2 days
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They sat down together to explain it to Robin.
"Sometimes marriages just don't work out," Pietro was saying, "but we both love you and it's not your fault."
Dudley chimed in. "As you're old enough to make your own decision, we'd like to ask you whether you would like to live here with Pietro or move out with me and Rigel."
Robin considered it. She had a strong relationship with both her dads, but she was slightly more attached to Dudley and didn't want to miss out on seeing her little brother grow up.
"I think I want to move out with you, Dad," she said to Dudley. She turned to Pietro. "I'm sorry, Dad. I love you but I want to be there to see Rigel grow up."
Pietro understood and appreciated her honesty.
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angelasscribbles · 10 months
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One Night in Cordonia Chapter 9: Aftermath
Series: One Night in Cordonia, a @choicesprompts Round Robin Event.
Fandom: TRR with a little OH
Pairings: So many lol. Let's see,,, while Leo and Madeleine are about to be engaged that didn't stop Mads from being with Anton or trying to get with Liam. It also didn't stop Leo from fantasizing about Adelaide. Meanwhile we saw Bastien x Claudius, Bertrand x Drake, Olivia x Max, Olivia x Tobias, and in perhaps the only 'normal' pairing, Liam x Riley.
Word Count: 1,483
Rating: MA
Warnings: lots of mentions of sex
A/N: Thanks to @harleybeaumont for bouncing a couple of ideas with me.
This is the final "wrap-up" chapter. Thanks to the writers that participated in this little endeavor and thanks to all the readers that joined us on the journey! It's been fun and there will be more round robins in the future.
While this concludes our main series, I am hoping for the following one-shots:
Leo x Adelaide @karahalloway
Olivia x Max @alj4890
Olivia x Tobias @jerzwriter
I myself am thinking about doing a little follow-up with Liam x Riley to explore her backstory in this universe (American model, here during Leo's season, with a press secretary, how did that happen?)
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Leo and Liam circulated through the crowd gathered on the front lawn of the Beaumont estate, handing out bottles of water and answering questions as vaguely as possible.
Bertrand stood in a small group asking questions and piecing together what had transpired the night before. The last thing he needed was another damn scandal. It was bad enough that Anna De Luca had published that story speculating that they were broke, all because Maxwell had freaked out over a canceled credit card.
Bertrand had canceled the card to teach his spendthrift brother a lesson, but after years of yelling at him that his extravagant habits were going to break them, Maxwell had assumed that was exactly what had happened. There had been a very public spectacle when his card had gotten declined at the Annual Cordonian Peafowl Convention.
And now his brother was being ridiculous trying to convince him that they possessed some kind of resistance to the shagging smog that had turned their party into an orgy. Preposterous!
“So, you and I and Liam and Leo are all immune!” Max told him.
“What do you mean immune?” He sneered, “That can’t be true!”
“Oh yes,” Constantine assured him, “Exposure makes you immune and that immunity gets passed down to your children! Your father and I attend this party one time…”
As Constantine prattled on, Bertrand’s eyes rose slowly, and reluctantly, to meet Drake’s expressionless gaze. He blanched and stumbled backward knocking over one of the tables full of water bottles.
“…oh, now that I think of it, that was the summer after you were born!” Constantine slapped him on the back with a chuckle, “Never mind! Guess you weren’t immune after all.”
“Oh, thank heavens!” Bertrand was so relieved that he didn’t even care he’d blurted that out loud.
“Well, if you’ll excuse me,” Constantine waved as he strode away, “I really have to be getting back to the palace now.”
“Sir, excuse me,” Maxwell chased after the king as he made his way toward his motorcade.
“Yes, son?”
“About the bash…”
“What about it?”
“Leo said you were going to ban them in the future, but since this wasn’t our fault…I mean…it was an attack and not anything that we did so-“
“Calm down boy!” Constantine guffawed, “I suppose, considering the circumstances, there’s no harm in continuing the bashes, just up the security next time!”
“Yes, sir!” Max almost passed out from relief, “We will, sir!”
Madeline sat in one of the lounge chairs that had been scattered around the lawn, examining her nails studiously as she considered the night before. Justin may have turned out to be a terrorist hell-bent on overthrowing the monarchy, but boy could he shag! Too bad Liam had refused her advances, she’d likely never get another chance at him. For one, she was about to be his sister-in-law, and for two, he seemed quite taken with that American strumpet, Riley Brooks. Dismissing that train of thought, her mind wandered back to Justin, or Anton, or whatever his name was, she wondered if the palace allowed conjugal visits.
Penelope barely remembered her actions, she had already been piss drunk before the shagging smog after all. Still, her question remained. How would they know that they weren’t lesbians unless they tried? She watched Kiara from across the lawn, wondering how to get her best friend to reconsider their relationship.
Oliva yawned as she watched the Cordonian upper crust freaking out about their night of lost inhibitions.
Amateurs.
What on earth was wrong with indulging your kinks now and then? Prudes, the lot of them.
Before the attack had happened, she had been about to sneak away with Trystan Thorne, the exiled prince of Drakovia for a little slap and tickle when Jin had appeared demanding to know what she was doing. Not him. She had trussed him up and indulged his little cock and ball torture kink one damn time and now she couldn’t get rid of him.
Thankfully he had already been escorted from the premises. As a former spy for the Auvernese government, he’d been taken in for questioning.
Her eyes lifted to take in Maxwell Beaumont giving her a surreptitious once over. She hated herself a little for the shiver of desire that ran through her. Looking away she decided that she would deal with the younger Lord Beaumont issue later. Right now she had a hot doctor waiting to be tied up.
She quietly slipped away from the group and headed for the armory.
Several days later….
“We have the men responsible in custody, sir,” the young guardsman told him, “Except one, we’re not sure  how he escaped.”
“Thank you, Lieutenant,” Bastien Lykel turned toward the window overlooking the Beaumont’s vineyards, “Call off the search. We should be able to get what we need out of the prisoners currently in the palace cells. We have their leader, Anton Severus. We don’t need the escapee.”
“Sir?”
“You’re dismissed, Lieutenant!”
The young officer scurried out of the room that Bastien had turned into a makeshift office as they continued to comb the crime scene for clues.
Not that he needed any. He knew who was behind the attack. And he knew exactly how Claudius had escaped.
The two men stood in the cool night air on the same hill that Claudius had stood on just two nights earlier as he had received his orders from Anton.
Claudius eyed him with deep suspicion, “Why are you letting me go? What’s in it for you?”
“There’s nothing in it for me, other than knowing you’ll be safe from the death sentence this way.”
“Why do you care?”
Bastien grunted, “How can you ask me that? For the sake of what we once were to each other-“
“If you gave a shit about me, you wouldn’t have left the Sons of the Earth! You wouldn’t have joined the enemy!”
“Corondia is not your enemy, and the Sons of the Earth are misguided. Anton Severus is an egomaniac and a narcissist! I joined the King’s Guard to protect my country from people exactly like him!”
“People like me?”
Bastien stepped forward, taking the other man’s head in his hands as he stared into his eyes, “You’re nothing like him! And it’s not too late for you! No one knows you’re affiliated with the Sons! You could leave! You can still live a worthwhile life!”
Claudius knocked the other man’s hands away with a shake of his head, “I don’t believe you, and I don’t forgive you for leaving. This changes nothing!”
He had come for revenge, but he was leaving with renewed angst over his lost love. He gave Bastien one last desperate look before turning and melting into the night.
Every member of the Sons of the Earth that had fallen victim to the shagging smog would be tried and convicted of attempted murder, treason, and actual murder.
On the other side of Cordonia, the Cult of Dionysus had succumbed to the experimental gas that had been meant for the nobility. Their deaths would secure the maximum sentence for the collaborators.
Before he fled into the night, Claudius had willingly given up the distributor of the gas as revenge for giving them the wrong product.
With Anton in custody, Claudius was now the leader of the Sons of the Earth.
He wasn’t sure he was ready. His devotion to the cause wasn’t as strong as it used to be. He’d been focused for so many years on exacting his vengeance on Bastien Lykel for leaving the movement, and him. But after their night of passion, he was no longer sure that he could execute any plan that might hurt his former lover.
Teagan had already abandoned the group citing gross incompetence and mediocre leadership.
When he finally made it back to headquarters, he realized he was working with a third of the original group. One-third were sitting in the palace cells and one-third had walked away along with Teagan.
He was left with green recruits and men that should have retired years ago.
With mixed feelings, he sent them all home, telling them to disperse, lay low and wait to be recalled at some nebulous point in the future.
The Sons of the Earth was officially disbanded. Taken out by a video gamer and fucking shagging smog.
Claudius poured himself a generous helping of Anton’s best whiskey and settled into the plush leather executive chair in Anton’s office. He stared out the window as he wondered what he was supposed to do with his life now.
He pulled out his phone and typed Bastien’s name into Google then zoomed in on a photo of him at the last King’s Guard’s Annual Awards Banquet, looking handsome and distinguished in a well-fitting suit.
His fingers traced over his former lover’s face on the screen as he contemplated his next move.
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tickles-ivory · 7 months
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fairytale-poll · 7 months
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LOSER'S BRACKET ROUND 1! MATCH 7 OUT OF 8
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Propaganda Under the Cut:
Queen Red Riding Hood
General Propaganda:
She's a girlboss who is sometimes a little vain but still loves her friends and will do anything to save her kingdom. Also she was in love with a guy since she was like 8 and he continuously rejected her, and then she found out he was in love with her archenemy. So yeah, she needs this.
She's kinda spoiled and high maintenance but gets better. I just think she's a fun character
i loved the land of stories series as a kid and i especially loved red because shes sooo full of herself and wears beautiful dresses and expensive jewelry and stuff (she became a queen lol) but also she does come to genuinely care for people and her friends and has a good heart (even if she does brag about it) she’s a very funny character x)
She’s a great example of how sudden fame and wealth at a young age can go to your head, and she gets great character development about it. She has an entire giant chamber in her castle full of baskets (it’s unfortunately quite flammable). My most favorite detail about her is when she finds a wolf pup in the woods, she assumes it’s a dog and names him Clawdius (yes, spelled like that). Everyone else knows it’s a wolf but no one wants to be the one to tell her. She learns the truth and gets over it and now Clawdius is her guard wolf. (Oh also she had the original Big Bad Wolf made into a winter coat, and that’s the original reason Clawdius came to her) I love her, she’s married to a giant frog man, she got elected queen, please vote for her.
Queen Red ftw!!!!!!
As you can see from these little excerpts [Mod's note: click on link to look at the excerpts] that I managed to gather in less than ten minutes, you should vote for Queen Red :D
YESSSS VOTE FOR QUEEN RED, SHE DESERVES THIS SO MUCH
Vote for Queen Red TLoS!!! She's a girlboss who married a frog man :D
Loser's Bracket Propaganda:
Queen Red deseves to win so much, she's been through so much shit for the people she loves.
Queen Red Riding Hood is a bimbo who has moments of truly genuine and deep analysis and understanding also c’mon, Clawdius!! Her enemy is the Big Bad Wolf Pack and yet she still has her own good beloved pet wolf
Red riding hood (tlos) deserves to win because she accidentally got her friend put on a wanted list when she was a kid then she got elected queen at a young age let the power get to her head then she fell in love with a giant frog (HUGE) character development and he made her a better person by opening her mind a little and she should win because shes come for far and she deserves it
The Path sisters
General Propaganda:
Each of these girls deal with their personal demons- in this case, "wolves-" as they grow and mature on the path of life. Each of them represent a different stage of a young person's life as they go through the world and the different ways in which that world can turn on that young person when they allow themselves to get lost in a dense forest, culminating in their reflection on the life they led.
the path is just a really cool underrated game idk man
i just really really like the path 🤷‍♂️
I will admit I'm only familiar with The Path through Izzzyzzz's seminal video on the subject but her Vibes are pretty iconic
(Scarlet) Most underrated sister imo. Her story is hauntingly sad and has themes of "lost of childhood" in a completely opposite way from the original Red Riding Hood, a good twist on the story.
(Ruby) The most well-known of the Path girls and the most goth, I get very sad when I see her. I know "teen angst" is a joke but sometimes I see reminders of just how full of despair teenagers can be. Her self-destructive tendencies and her "Charming Wolf" are leading her down a path (pun intended) that could kill her if she is not saved in time. It's so easy to dismiss teenage impulsion but only the survivors can.
(Ginger) Girl is so queer. Love that for her.
(Ginger) lesbiam
(Robin) Little girl sees giant wolf and wants to take it for a ride. Nuff said. (Also her room is the scariest imo. A child learning about death and their own mortality is mundane but terrifying)
Loser's Bracket Propaganda:
The Path Sisters are just ones I know too much about because of watching a video essay about them and also I think they parallel the narrative of the original fairytale really well
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hbdttg · 2 years
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it’s official!! RLT is back on kevin can fuck himself, so it looks like I’ll be reactivating my amc+ subscription
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gaytobymeres · 9 months
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in high school for some reason we once did table tennis in PE (idk why) and im so bad at it but the pe teacher thought i was taking the piss cos i kept hitting the ping pong ball fucking miles away so she kept getting angry at me but i wasnt taking the piss im just fucking shit at table tennis
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flowerflamestars · 1 year
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Migration Patterns snippet
“Pretty obvious,” Tim told her. “I mean. I was in the room when you set his childhood legacy on fire and he spent the entire time staring like you were something he couldn’t wait to put in his mouth.” He reached, stole the wine. Elle let it happen. “Plus,” Tim added, wiping his lips on the back of one bruised to hell wrist, after a hefty chug, “You left together. He tucked you inside his jacket.”   A laugh, nearly silent, hidden against her neck. Jason’s mouth- Jason’s teeth- entire gesture charmingly soft and still something that left Elle shivering if she thought about it hard enough. Three knives, two guns, and Elle, precious against his person.   Held.   Elle switched legs to lean on, juddering as she went, unable to stay still. “That’s just- affection.”   Wine discarded, last of his coffee tipped dramatically to catch every dreg, Tim made an absolutely scathing sound. “Jason doesn’t touch people.”   Jason, whose sheer physicality tore open every attempt to stymie the fond, hungry desires of her heart. Never more than a reach away, those first three days they’d known each other again. Smooth confidence that made her feel a little insane- care, Jason was so fucking careful it made Elle want to break things, wrapping his arm around her in rain, pulling her out of the way of fire, one broad hand between her skull and brick.   “What?”   Tim hauled himself upright by grabbing the island. “You want a latte?”   It was not, apparently, a request that required answering. Elle stared at the sea green wine bottle, and tried not to think about the incredible color of Artemis’s eyes. The way Kori had lifted Elle straight off her feet in a hug, six and a half feet of stunning curves.   Elle liked herself just fine.   She wasn’t even jealous, exactly- embarrassed, thoroughly- explosively attracted, yes- maybe they’d let her go lay on Amazonian beaches without her more gorgeous other half, and she could finally learn how to use Messalina’s sword.   New York could have her back in any need. Jason could keep Gotham. Her heart might as well also get her home.   It might even be a nice exile. Donna was cool as hell, and Elle probably had just enough Warden inherited Greek lurking in her brain that she’d be able to read the books in their famous citadel.
Tim pushed a coffee mug into her nerveless hands. Perfect froth- little bits of culinary lavender and rose from her tea cabinet sprinkled over, clear if unneeded evidence Tim had gone exploring.   Elle took a sip. “Where’d the milk come from?”
Rather than retreat back to his hiding place, Tim lowered himself down across from her. Stared for a just a second, before his mouth twitched. “You’re freaking out.”
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heliotropion · 2 years
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SCREAMING AND CRYING. SUPERBOY WON
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no this is so important i don't think you get it--
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round-swan-queen · 2 years
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Hi everyone. Here is the 1st and 2nd chapter of our new story, "The Darkness of Narnia". If anyone wants to write the next chapter, please let us know. Here is chapter 1 is by SwanQueenScotty (me) and Chapter 2 is by TalesOfOnyxBats https://t.co/PVRwCelsZ3
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dibator · 2 months
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Round Robin Blog Fest February 2024
Adding Tension to Your Story Welcome back to another Round Robin Blog Fest! I’ve been taking some down time, but now I’m BACK after leaving my publisher of 10 years, preparing to launch a BRAND NEW BOOK, and getting set to rebrand all of my 15 novels! For today, I’m joining the Round Robin Gang to discuss the GMC Method: Goal, Motivation, and Conflict – The difference between inner conflict and…
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marmiteprinter · 3 months
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Later, Dudley sat down with Pietro to attempt to explain what had happened to him.
Pietro's face drooped with horror. "You mean... you're pregnant?"
"I think so," said Dudley, smiling. "Isn't it exciting?"
Pietro could not have looked more disgusted. "I think I'm going to be sick."
"What? Why?"
"Dudley, I already told you I wasn't ready to raise any more nooboos. I'm too old. And now you've gone and got yourself knocked up by an alien? We're going to have a nooboo in the house and it's not even mine!"
"I didn't 'get myself knocked up', Pietro. I was abducted! It wasn't deliberate! I can't believe you're reacting like this!"
Pietro shook his head. "I'm really going to have to think about this, Dudley. All I know right now is you're on your own with this one. Don't expect my help. I'm going to bed."
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angelasscribbles · 10 months
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Riley x Liam: A One Night in Cordonia follow-up/one-shot
Series: One Night in Cordonia, a @choicesprompts
Round Robin Event.
Fandom: TRR
Pairings: Riley x Liam
Word Count: 1,664
Rating: Teen
Warnings: none
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“Have a seat please, Miss Brooks,” Bastien waved the American beauty through the palace security offices' conference room door.
In addition to himself and his second in charge, Mara Levidis, the younger prince had requested to join the interview. He had no idea why.
Riley looked around the room nervously until her eyes fell on Liam, then her face broke out in a heart-stopping smile.
At least it stopped Liam’s heart. He couldn’t speak for anyone else in the room. He admitted to himself that he was only there for his own selfish purposes. This woman did things to him that no other woman did, and he had to know if she truly liked him or if the strip tease had been nothing more than the result of the shagging smog.
“Liam, so nice to see you again,” She took the seat he jumped up and pulled out for her, “I’m not sure why I’m here though.”
“We just have a few questions for you,” he told her gently.
Bastien took his seat across the table from Riley, Mara to his left, and Liam at the head of the table to his right. He sat a small recording device in the middle of the table, pushed play, and began. “Miss Brooks, my name is Bastien Lykel, I’m a colonel in the Royal Guard, this is Lieutenant Colonel Mara Levidis and Prince Liam Rys. We’re here today to ask you a few questions about the night of the Beaumont bash.”
“Oh….sure,” she glanced at Liam in confusion before moving her gaze back to the colonel, “But I already gave a statement the morning after the bash.”
“You did,” Liam assured her then reminded Bastien, “She did!”
“Yes, be that as it may, that statement covered what happened that night specifically…”
Riley’s eyes shot to Liam’s, pink blooming across her cheeks before she dropped her eyes to her lap.
“…what we really need to know is the nature of your relationship with Anton Severus.”
She lifted her eyes in confusion, “I’m sorry…who?”
Mara flipped a photo across the table, “I believe you know him as Justin Brown, your press secretary.”
“Oh yes, I know Justin! But…did you just say his real name is Anton something or other? What’s going on?”
“This man was the mastermind behind the toxin that was deployed that night. What do you know about that?”
“What? Nothing!” She shook her head vigorously in denial, “This must be some kind of a mistake! Justin isn’t a terrorist! He’s a nerdy PR specialist who likes karaoke and Firefly reruns!”
“Yes, well,” Mara pulled the photo back, “That’s what he wanted you to think.”
“Where were you when the gas went off?” Bastien demanded.
“She was with me!” Liam cut in before she could answer.
“With you?” Bastien turned to Liam in astonishment, “Doing what?”
“Well…” It was Liam’s turn to pinken, “We were…that is….I mean, she…um…”
Bastien’s face slowly morphed from stern to shocked, “Oh! I get it, sir, no need for further explanation!”
“Right, well, as you know the assailants were all wearing gas masks and entered the premises after the gas was deployed. Neither of those things is true of Riley, so she couldn’t have been involved. Anton used her to get closer to the nobility, that’s it.”
Bastien wasn’t completely satisfied, “I have a few more questions.”
“Like what?” Liam demanded.
Directing his question to Riley, Bastien asked, “How did you meet Anton?”
“He approached me actually,” Riley answered, “He offered his services at a discount.”
“And why would he do that?”
“He said he was a fan.”
“Right. What do you do again?”
Riley cut her eyes at him. He knew damn good and well who she was and what she did. The whole fucking world knew. “I’m a fashion model, actress, singer, songwriter, and photographer.”              
“And you needed a PR specialist for what reason?”
She brought a hand up to cover her eyes as she heaved a deep sigh. Again, he knew damn well why. It was the same reason she was in Cordonia in the first place. She had come to this God-forsaken postage stamp-sized country that no one had ever heard of precisely because of that reason. “Because I was involved in a sex scandal and needed to rehabilitate my image.”
She truly hadn’t known the man was recording their escapades. Or that he was married. Or a U.S. senator. But the world refused to believe any of that, painting her instead as a home-wrecking, gold-digging whore. Which was exactly how his wife had seen it when she found the video and used it in her divorce proceedings. Someone with access to the files must have recognized her and realized how much the tabloids would pay for it and so the video had been leaked.  
She had fled to the tiny Mediterranean country of Cordonia in hopes of staying out of the limelight until the next scandal made the public forget about hers.
Justin had offered a way for her to seize and control the narrative. He’d had a whole plan. One that she now realized was probably a load of bullshit designed to trick her out of her money and into opening the door to the aristocracy for him.
Riley herself hadn’t been a suitor for Leo’s attention or affections, she had merely joined the social season as a guest and friend of Maxwell Beaumont, whom she had met several times while vacationing along the French Riviera. They had bonded over their similar taste in men. Like the handsome young prince that was currently making her blood sing through her veins.
“I think this line of questioning is over,” Liam asserted, “She had nothing to do with it and she doesn’t know anything about Anton’s true identity or intentions.”
“Fine,” Bastien pushed away from the table, “But if you think of anything….anything at all, please let us know.”
“I will.” Riley watched as Bastien and Mara exited the room.
“Would you like some water?” Liam asked, already on his feet, pouring her a glass.
“Thank you,” her cheeks heated as her gaze dropped to the tabletop.
“I’m sorry if they were a little…harsh,” he apologized as he retook his seat, “It’s their job.”
“No, it’s okay, I get it,” she lifted the glass to her mouth and took a long sip as she tried to figure out why the prince was still in the room with her if the interview was over.
“Riley,” Liam shifted in his chair as he formulated his next words carefully, “May I ask you a question?”
“Of course,” she finally lifted her eyes to his and was completely taken aback to see the same nervousness and uncertainty she felt reflected in him. “What is it?”
“Ah….I hope this isn’t too forward of me, but I was hoping you could answer a question for me about that night.”
Riley went rigid in her seat fighting the urge to bury her face in her hands, “What about it?”
“The…um…dance you did…”
She dropped her gaze again, her face burning with emotion. She wanted to fall through the floor. She could barely muster up a whisper as she willed herself to stay calm, “What about it?”
“Was it just because of the gas or…”
“Oh!” she wished the floor would open up and swallow her, “I never would have done such a thing if not for the gas!” He knew about the sex tape. The entire world knew about it. Did he think she just took her clothes off for anyone? She wanted to disappear.
“Right, of course not,” disappointment pinged through him. He struggled not to show it, but she saw it.
“Wait…were you hoping that I was the kind of girl that would do something like that in public?”
Liam froze, eyes wide as he studied her face, “No…not in public….”
“So, you were hoping that I’d do it in private?” her mind whirled to catch up then understanding dawned, “for you?”
Mortification rushed over him as he tried to salvage the situation, “I’m so sorry! It was an inappropriate question! Of course, it was because of the gas! You’re not interested in me! I should have never-“
“Liam!” She leaned over and laid a gentle hand on his arm. A soft smile played on her lips, “I am interested in you! I meant that I would never have done a strip tease in front of the entire court if it hadn’t been for the gas. But the person I chose to do it for? That was one hundred percent me!”
The smile that broke out across his face was so brilliant that it could have lit the entire country, “Really?”
“Really!”
“I cannot express how gratifying it is to hear that! Would you care to join me for dinner tonight?”
“You’re not bothered by the scandal? My reputation doesn’t concern you?”
“No. First of all, I believe you that you were lied to and recorded without your consent. Secondly, even if you had willingly been recorded, what you do with your body is your business. I notice the only one being shamed is you, not the man in question. Huge double standard if you ask me.”
She rewarded him with a smile of her own, “That’s very enlightened of you.”
“I’m very enlightened! So? Dinner?”
“Absolutely! I would love to join you for dinner!”
“Excellent!” Liam stood and helped her out of her chair. Offering her his arm, he asked, “We have some time to kill before dinner. Would you care for a tour of the palace?”
“I would like that very much!” Riley took his arm with a coy grin, “Will your personal quarters be included in this tour?” She felt satisfaction curl through her at the way he flushed to the very tips of his ears.
Maybe accepting Maxwell’s invitation and fleeing her own country hadn’t been the catastrophe she originally thought.
Cordonia was starting to grow on her.
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Lets Write a Batman Fanfiction:
The rules are simple. Read the following paragraph and reblog on how the story should continue. Then someone else continues it from there however they like. It can be fun, horrifying, romantic, or however you want to approach it.
The Bowery was still a flooded mess a month into the recovery efforts. Stepping through the streets, the water would measure up to your knees. He wasn’t himself in that moment; he wasn’t Bruce or Batman. He was a figure wandering through the detritus, searching for something he’d heard over the police radio.
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