#Krovs spring mischief 2024

[masonxthatcher]

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Spring Mischief was one of the worst 'events' that happened at the castle, and Mason hated it every single year -- almost as much as being in heat. He looked up from the couch when he heard his roommate's voice, and as soon as he heard his name, Mason was caught off-guard by an orgasm so powerful he could've sworn he'd seen stars. He gripped at the sofa as his body trembled, and he'd started to moan but managed to stifle it.. although now he'd made a bit of a mess on himself since Raphael didn't allow clothes in the suite. "Oh, fuck.. Charlie, that was fuckin' cruel," he groaned.

@thecharleswinchester

[witchysethharper]

Seth was slowly working on reacclimating back into his normal life before dying. Slowly but surely. He got his suite, office, and job back, and now he was doing the rounds of notifying those closest to him that he was back from the dead. And now that he had a minute –– despite being more honest than usual these days –– he headed off to Bradbury's suite in search of his cousin Bradley to deliver the good news.

He greeted his cousin who answered the door with a crooked grin. "Hey, cuz, you miss me?"

@bradleyxharper

[icebird-khion]

Aside from a string of terrible luck, Khion didn't seem to be affected by any other Spring Mischief magic. It didn't even occur to him that this might be a spell, his morning starting off with such normal inconveniences like burnt toast, stubbing his toe on furniture, and near-scalding water during his shower. It didn't bother him that much considering he figured things could be far worse than a few little mishaps. It wasn't like he hadn't had bad days before.

He'd traveled down to Krovs Town in search of a bar to celebrate St. Patrick's Day with some green beer. Shit wasn't too crazy likely since everyone else was still under some influence of Spring Mischief. Although by the time he left to head back to the castle, he'd noticed that he missed a downpour of rain that left the streets glistening wet with puddles scattered about. One puddle perfectly placed on the side of the road in front of where he stood and with his nose in his phone he didn't notice the car speeding through it, soaking Khion thoroughly from head to toe. His phone slipped from his hand and fell right into the sewer drain and now the pamola yelled out in annoyance. He held out his arms at his sides and shook his hands, droplets of water flying off as he scowled down at the grate that swallowed his phone. And of course this happened in public.

"Please tell me you didn't see that."

@krovscastlestarters

[mindful-mateo]

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He could sense and smell the other person much more acutely than usual and even before he spoke but Mateo was unused to that so he still jumped a little, glancing quickly over at Gareth. He recognized him, they'd had a conversation before, and obviously he was Finn's master. Also, honey pot? That was the least of his concerns right now as he assessed the master. Should he tell him what was going on? Would he even be believed? "Just...not feeling like myself." An understatement if ever there was one. "Actually...because I'm not. I'm not Finn? Someone must have done some sort of Spring Mischief and I've never woken up as someone else before, so..." Mateo trailed off, knowing he was rambling hopelessly and wondering if there was even a point. There was so much more to being in Finn's body than just looking and sounding like him, too, like all the unfamiliar abilities and so much magic. That alone was going to make him twitchy.

@garethbradbury

[kresnikxkaden]

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Kaden bit his bottom lip against a groan, Merek's touch sending sparks flying throughout each and every nerve-ending in the most pleasurable way. "Don't play coy now, darlin', I reckon you know exactly what I need." He held Merek by the waist and cupped the back of his neck with his other hand as he pulled the pyromancer in for a kiss.

@merekhopper

[mannythejaguar]

Manny didn't know what he'd done to deserve such treatment. One minute he'd been minding his business and the next he felt a strap of leather down his front connected to the collar around his neck paired with an overwhelming arousal and frustration. Sexual, of course, because what else would it be in Krovs during Spring Mischief? He glanced down as he picked up the leash in his hand and turned, raising a brow at the nearest person. "Was this your doing or..?"

@krovscastlestarters

[nottheangel-raphael]

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"Maybe you shouldn't have hit an incubus over 2,000 years old with this spell," Raphael suggested, grinning wider over Mason's apparent annoyance. "If you wanted to fuck, all you had to do was ask. You don't need to use a spell, Masey."

@masonxthatcher

[nicotine-noah]

Noah had never thought about being a woman or really wanted to be one but now that he had a female body....hell, it was kind of fun. It definitely felt weird and very different but since it was only temporary, he decided he was going to enjoy the shit out of it. He was a damn beautiful woman, too, if he did say so himself and there were definitely things he wanted to try as a woman since this seemed like a golden opportunity. Who better to try them with than Manny? Maybe something weird had happened to him but hopefully it would just make it more fun. He also loved that the collar was off, of course, because that meant he actually got to feed properly and was there ever a lot to feed on. Just walking around he could suck up all the different energies coming off everyone else. It was fucking great.

Finding Manny at one of the guard stations, he grinned. "Check me out! Recognize me, babe? Give you three guesses."

@mannythejaguar

[krovscastlerpg]

Please reblog this list of anons in order to participate in the event. For players with multiple characters, please only reblog these posts ONCE on your main character account and tag your other participating character accounts in the caption below in order to avoid spamming the dash with the reblogged M!A lists.

Remember to send out anons to other players participating too!

Rule #63: Muse has been physically transformed into the female version of themselves. The effect lasts for 72 hours.

Leather: Muse must wear a leash and collar, becoming extremely horny as a result. If another mun sends this off anon, the muse must be their character’s slave for the duration and do whatever they ask. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Hate Fuck: Muse has this sudden and deep desire to fuck the person they hate the most or whoever anon specifies to be the target of the muse's newfound ire for them. Hey, passion is passion, whether it's loathing or loving. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Role Reversal: Muse's personality becomes the complete opposite of how they usually are. Hard-working becomes lazy, a kind person becomes mean, someone patient would be short-tempered, good becomes evil, and so on. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Roleplay: Muse is now dressed in a sexy costume and can’t remove it. This can be specified by the anon or chosen by the mun. The longer they are dressed that way the more they take on the persona of what they are dressed as. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Take It Off: Muse takes off an article of clothing every time their name is said. They can’t put their clothing back on for one hour after removing it. The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Unlucky: Muse is plagued with some seriously bad luck. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

Weathervane Mood: Muse's emotions now dictate the weather around them. Feeling sad might cause dark clouds and a downpour, anger could create wild thunderstorms and winds, happiness would bring on sunny and warm days, etc. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Say My Name: Muse will have a sudden orgasm every time someone says their name. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

Honest Abe: Muse is unable to tell lies and will be forced to speak the truth with any question they’re asked. The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Freaky Friday: Muse has swapped bodies with another character of anon’s choosing (both muns of the characters involved must agree to this FC swap before answering anon on the dash). The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Irresistible: There’s just something about the muse today. Anyone who comes across the muse will be unable to control themselves. No matter who they are or how they feel, they’ll be compelled to try to get some personal time with the muse. And it’s not for an interview. The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Bound: Muse will be physically chained/handcuffed to [anon decides] and can't break free until the spell ends. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

Mask Off: Oh no! Does your muse have a human disguise hiding their true form? Not any more! Any disguise hiding a supernatural’s true form is now broken with no way for the character to restore it until the spell ends. The effect lasts for 72 hours. 

Bleeding Out: Anon specifies a sudden injury that can be anything from as minor as a paper cut to something more severe and life-threatening that manifests on the targeted muse's body. If anon doesn't specify an injury and the muse already possesses healed scars, those scars will rip open fresh as the day they were received. Muse will not die (even though they may feel like it) from these wounds and will heal back to normal once the spell ends. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Body Mod: Muse has a specific physical trait changed, added, or removed by anon’s choice (eye color, height, scars, hair length or color, size, etc.). Anon can request anything as minor or as weird as they like. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

Spring Fever: Muse, regardless of their species, has been afflicted with the stereotypical symptoms of the common cold –– sneezing, coughing, congestion, runny/stuffy nose, chills, headache, fever, etc. Muse can only recover once the spell ends. The effect lasts for 24 hours.

Kinky Boots: Muse is now dressed in some sort of fetishwear (crossdressing, bondage gear, chastity devices, body harnesses, anything leather or latex or other material, etc.) either at the anon’s specification or left to the mun’s choosing and can’t remove it. The longer they are dressed this way the more aroused they’ll feel. The effect lasts for 72 hours. 

Flesh: Muse is insatiably horny and sensitive as if their whole body has become an erogenous zone. They also crave rough sex (being thrown/throwing their partner against a wall, biting, scratching, etc.). May need repeated rounds until feeling satisfied. The effect lasts for 48 hours. 

It’s Not the Midas Touch: Everyone that the muse touches will have a sudden (terribly timed) orgasm. Oops? The effect lasts for 24 hours. 

Species Change: Muse now has all the traits and abilities of a different species specified by the sender. Unspecified can be left up to the receiver to decide at random. The effect lasts for 48 hours.

[masterxtiernan]

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As the seconds passed, the spell took a deeper and deeper hold on Tiernan, and his need to just take Noel then and there was becoming overwhelming. He wasn't even trying to fight it anymore, completely giving into it as he started stripping the reaper, not being gentle as he practically tore at any layers of fabric he could get to, enjoying the feeling of Noel's nails dragging against his skin. Tiernan growled softly against the reaper's neck, one hand threading into Noel's hair as his other hand found the back of the other's thigh, pulling his leg up so he could press against him. "This one.. is perfect," he groaned, his hips rocking a little in time with the way Noel was stroking his cock, already feeling so oversensitive but he was determined to last. "Need.. to fuck you," he purred against Noel's neck, the hand in the reaper's hair moving down to his perfect ass, his fingers slipping between those pert little cheeks to find the other's tight hole to tease him.

@thereapernoel

[councillor-roland]

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"I suppose there is a certain appeal." Roland agreed, grinning, though closed that teasing gap almost instantly to grab the back of Merek's head and pull him into a rough kiss. It was even better than usual with the spell, every touch more exquisite and making him shiver even harder. Roland had less patience than usual, though, and used his speed to slam Merek back into the wall even as he ravaged his mouth, dragging his claws down his chest to cut clothing and skin alike.

@merekhopper

[masonxthatcher]

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Upon hearing his name, Mason lifted his t-shirt off over his head, discarding it by tossing it to the floor before he sighed, turning to look at who had been responsible for triggering the spell. He smirked at the offer, the councilman's nails dragging down his spine both painful and hot, the werewolf's body responding pretty much straight away to the contact thanks to Raphael's modifications. "Oh yeah? Help me how?" Mason asked with a little smirk, dark eyes taking in the sight of the councilman.

@councillor-roland

[witchysethharper]

Perhaps it'd been poor timing to plan that "fancy dinner" during the week of Spring Mischief. How neither Seth nor Rhys caught that while dutifully working on the many wands needed the days leading up to this moment. Regardless, life went on and fortunately Seth currently wasn't under the influence of anything that would cause him to orgasm or remove his clothes in public at the drop of his name or anything like that. For the most part this dinner would proceed without much awkwardness that could be blamed on Spring Mischief. Save that magic currently negated the human disguise he'd recently taken up since his return.

It wasn't like Rhys hadn't caught a glimpse of his new face when he'd been summoned from Hell. And it wasn't like Seth was bothered by it either. He'd spent a decade in another realm with it he was long used to it by now. It wasn't much different from how he looked before death either, only with pointed ears, fangs, red eyes, and fiery gold hues flickering across his skin like sunlight threatened to burst from within. Oh and the wings hidden as a tattoo underneath his clothes. He still had no idea what that made him except some kind of hybrid of faerie and demon but again... things to figure out later. Eventually.

He walked briskly into Le Clair de Lune dressed in black pants, white shirt, and his nicest leather blazer, and met Rhys by the host's table. "Hey, sorry, I'm a few minutes late. Got caught up in something. Is our table ready?"

@rhysdasior

[familiar-finn]

Finn had no idea what came over him. One moment he was minding his business and then the next he had this uncontrollable urge to ride Hunter's dick till he saw fucking stars. It wasn't love by any means –– he still hated his master's fledgling with a passion that now apparently meant literally.

He turned on his heel and changed his course of direction straight for Hunter's suite, banging on the door until the bastard opened up. "Fuck you," Finn growled as he dragged the taller man down by the neck for a heated kiss, shoving him inside and kicking the door shut behind him. He slammed Hunter up against the nearest wall, lips still locked together in something rough and hungry till Finn broke away, dragging Hunter's bottom lip between his teeth as he did. He grabbed two fistfuls of the other man's shirt and tore it off. "Don't think this means I forgive you or whatever, I still fuckin' loathe you. Hurry up and get your fuckin' clothes off."

@masterxhunter

[mindful-mateo]

This was absolutely wild and Mateo didn't really know how to handle it. For nearly a hundred years he'd, he assumed like most people, had only spent time in his own body and now he was in someone else's. Not just anyone else's, either, but Finn's. He'd managed to get out of the suite, thought not before a run in with Gareth, and the only thing he could think to do was try and find Finn. Was Finn in his body? He also wanted to be careful with Finn's body. Luckily they were basically the same height so that wasn't an adjustment it was just....everything else. He was used to having good eyes but not for the rest of his senses to be advanced so much and Finn clearly had a lot of magic and the fact that he could feel it made him twitchy on top of everything else.

Trying not to feel too panicky or ridiculous, he managed to track who he hoped was Finn down though he supposed there was no guarantee Finn was in his body. "Finn?" Hearing Finn's voice come out of his mouth was still strange...though it wasn't really his mouth he supposed. "Is that you in there because I'm...in here? This is...this is very weird."

@familiar-finn

[kresnikxkaden]

Kaden had no idea what came over him in that moment as he stormed through the castle halls in search of Tiernan's suite. Sure, he didn't like the Irish councilman –– he didn't like many of the councilmen, to be fair. But would he have ever admitted to hating him? Loaded question. His dislike towards Halloran grew exponentially ever since the ghoul tossed accusations towards Arnon that ended with the halfling now in the bastard's possession as property. Okay, maybe he did hate Halloran with every fiber of his being though did that really justify or explain what the kresnik was doing now? Normally he'd say no.

Spring Mischief always had a way of distorting one's perceptions of reality with the variety of enchantment spells at everyone's disposal. This had to be one of them as Kaden now arrived at the Irish councilman's suite door and pounded on it with his fist yelling the bastard ghoul's name. "Answer the gosh darn door, Halloran, now. Or I'll rip it off the hinges."

@masterxtiernan