Welcome to the Festival of Fireflies

[lazyjustice]

Who: You! Anyone and everyone is welcome to come!
What: A Festival of Fireflies with games, food, rides and more!
Where: Genessia
When: August 15th-20th. Starting at 7pm
Warnings: Be sure to warn in your threads appropriately.


[The gates are open and the air is filled with the sound of music. Whether you're a reveler, a vendor or anything in between-- come and enjoy the festival!

The Firefly Masquerade post is here]

Comments

[orangeoutlaw]

[that's nice. Why is that nice? Ace isn't sure. But he wants to do it again, so he does. Have another fry. A shorter one this time]

Yeah? Then teach me, Taisa. [gives him a lazy smile with hooded eyes] Give me all you've got.

[justicereigns]

[Noms, and licks and kisses Ace's fingertips lightly, keeping his teeth from biting however, like a good dog.]

Okay, I will.

[It's said casually, but he flicks an amused smirk at Ace, eyes sparking as if threatening to do so in more ways than one.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[that's also good. Even better in fact. He hooks a leg around Smoker's and pretends to hesitate with a fry before eating it himself, sucking the salt off and watching him]

In that case better be prepared for me getting better than you....

[justicereigns]

Good. You can create an opposing team, and my marines will kick your ass.

[They have Coby to pitch for them. Mr. Cannonballs-as-baseballs Jr. himself.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Huh? [he was really into this huh? it was cute] Sure. [though he'd have to teach others how to play somehow.]

Let's do it, Tasia. [noms another fry and absently reaches under the table to run a hand over his leg]

[justicereigns]

The... baseball?

[alakjsdalskdjas]

[He's not distracted, fuck you! But not literally. Unless that was what Ace meant. But even then, not in a fucking amusement park with kids and people around jeez.]

[But it's almost certainly not what Ace meant.]

[Which is why Smoker is trying hard not to blush and failing miserably.]

[Guh.]

[Stupid hand on leg. He can't kick it off either. >:T]

[Stupid brat grrr.]

Yeah... I'm... looking forward to it.

[Except maybe he'll have to have Adela teach him because...]

[Reasons.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Unless you had something else in mind...

[grin grin and slides his hand to Smoker's inner thigh] Want to go for a ride?

[justicereigns]

Y-yeah... yes.

[Shut up.]

[He hates you.]

[Guh.]

Teacups?

[HE'S NOT FLUSTERED, YOU ARE.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Nah... [leans in a little]

How about the haunted house? Dark in there. [molest molest]

[justicereigns]

[Ace you're not helping!]

[Grabs his hand and moves it away >:|] And usually with people in costumes, but if you really want...

[He's not going to fuck you in a haunted house, he is just so dumb he assumes Ace wants to go in there for jump scares and atmosphere.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Don't you like costumes? [laughs and crams the rest of the fries in his mouth before getting up and starting toward the building]

I'll protect you. [he says or something like through a mouthful of fries]

[justicereigns]

You don't actually expect me to jump into your arms, do you?

[Ace, ACE PLZ.]

[He is like a head taller than you, and isn't scared of the dark.]

[Not that Ace fought Blackbeard yet but whatever.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Nah I'll just stand in front of you and take the blow...

[looks over his shoulder and grins]

But I doubt they'll be better than you.

[justicereigns]

Hah.

[One-armed choke around Ace's throat.] Just don't break anything. [Lets him go.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[He wants to pull Smoker's arm around his neck again. That's... probably a bad sign]

Sure... [flush] Just you.

[justicereigns]

I'll bend before I break. I'm not that inflexible. Or I wouldn't be here, right?

[Grabs an ice cream real quickly and scarfs down half before Ace can get at it.]

[orangeoutlaw]

I don't mind you bending either. [sneaks a hand behind and gooses]

1/2

[justicereigns]

[alskdjaoit3hyqoiRJASlidjSA]

[GLARES!!!!]

[BLUSHING FURIOUSLY.]

2/2

[justicereigns]

You haven't seen nothing yet.

Dumbass.

[HUFFS!]

[And goes on ahead.]

[Not even realizing that could be a mistake.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[follows after.

It's a dangerous thing, following Smoker. It makes him want to tackle him again. It also makes him want to sneak off and see if Smoker will come looking. But that's a dumb thing. Of course Smoker wouldn't. He'd just shrug and do something else because that was part of the game, wasn't it? To see who wanted the other more? To control the other more?

Except Smoker did like him too or so he said until he didn't. And he...he could show it... and wanted to hold hands?

Well whatever.

Ace wanted attention so he makes an attempt to swipe Smoker's cuffs]

[justicereigns]

[Smoker would absolutely go looking.]

[Dumbass.]

[He grabs Ace by the wrist and glares hard.]

Don't.

[Low growl.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[It's like a bolt going straight through him. He's seen and heard Smoker like this before but for some reason right in this instant it's exciting. To have his full pissed attention. The dangerous growl that rolls through him.

well fuck me he thinks. please

He licks his lower lip and tries not to squirm, instead, tilting his head to look up at him and grinning. His voice feels molten as it slides out of him]

What are you gonna do if I do?

[justicereigns]

[Smoker could tell the mood shift. The mischievous "I want attention," from what he'd taken as pure piracy before. His eyes narrowed all the same time and he carefully moved Portgas' wrist away. It needed to be something serious, but most of them would completely destroy the brat's mood.\

[He smirked instead and moved to nip the brat's earblobe, whispering in a smooth tone:] You should be more concerned about what I won't do, should you find out.

[orangeoutlaw]

[he breathes out without meaning to, tilting his head to the voice and letting out a little breath]

Ah...you are evil... [he leans in and slips his hand into Smoker's back pocket] What will you do if I don't?

[justicereigns]

[SMIRKS EAR TO EAR and gestures his thumb to the haunted house, dropping his voice low and trailing his tongue down Portgas' jawline, silently mentally chiding himself for doing any of this.]

I'll make sure you're damn well rewarded. With just enough of a threat to always remind you not to go too far.