#krovs halloween 2024

[adrasian]

Ah, there was the sensation of encroaching fullness. Adrasia hesitated with the next bite hovering on his fork in front of him, bemused a moment by how long it had been since he'd experienced the feeling. Manny's compliment made a smile flicker at his lips before he took said bite, shaking his head. Kindness was imperative to the celestial's mission, yes, but Adrasia had always felt strange about the idea of himself holding some great wisdom. He could only say and do what he felt was right. The angel was, after all, a bearer of far greater wisdom than he himself could ever conceive of. "I assuredly am," Adrasia said sincerely, "I often feel comforted in your presence. I'm glad we could find each other tonight."

"I appreciate that, thank you," Manny chuckled, his smile warming at the man across from him as he propped his chin in his free hand. He turned to look outside the window as well, grimacing slightly as he could already feel the brief sensation of Oymyakon's biting chill out there. If he didn't have any other plans tonight he could sit in this warm and cozy diner the whole night long with good food and good company. He stole another bite from the skillet, humming thoughtfully around it. Perhaps he could allow that for himself given everything he'd gone through, even if it was all in the past. "I think you're very wise and very kind," he said, watching Adrasia for a moment. "Are you finding it comforting?"

[kresnikxkaden]

Working was more fun for Kaden than any party, especially on Halloween. It seemed that he timed things out well because later in the night had more calls coming in for party goers getting too drunk and violent and rowdy. And also it seemed Ransom had been feasting on all the earlier aggression and fear and needed a patience celestial to dose him down before he did something stupid.

He'd gotten a call about a bar patron causing disorderly conduct at Euphoria –– wasn't the first time there or at Cannabites this evening. Naturally the guy was drunk as a skunk and probably dosed on other things, a mortal barely capable of standing and Kaden was sure he was hardly conscious. If it had been a supernatural being he would've brushed it off and taken him straight to the tank at the station, but humans weren't always so lucky to come out of that with no consequences. Kaden took him to Oymyakon Health Clinic instead.

Still wearing his Eddie Munson costume but with an obvious badge on his hip, the kresnik cop dragged his suspect out of his cruiser and into the shiny new building. The crisp white lighting of the entry felt slightly less cold than outside and far more sterile, Kaden's muscles tensing out of instinct being in any sort of hospital or laboratory setting. He waited patiently for someone to come out and help him.

"Howdy, doc." He assumed anyone wearing scrubs or a white coat would be such. Kaden gestured to the costumed man who wouldn't be standing if he weren't holding him up. "Picked this one up from Euphoria not too long ago. I ain't a doctor but I'm pretty sure he needs some medical attention before I take him to the station for processing."

@ravisurendra

[bradleyxharper]

While Bradley's costume wasn't the worst thing he'd ever been put in, he still felt a little ridiculous, but as he was looked around at the crowd in Euphoria, he figured that maybe it wasn't too bad in comparison to some. The Seelie spotted his roommate quite easily, who had been dressed in the same theme and looked like he needed some alcohol, stat. Bradley ordered a couple of shots from the bar before making his way over to Finn, offering him one of them.

"You look like you need it. I have no idea what it is, I just said 'something strong'," he said with a little chuckle. "Having fun tonight, Finn?"

@familiar-finn

[adrasian]

for @councillor-roland

He had stopped worrying at some point about the consequences, come the next day. Perhaps come the next hour. Adrasia's drunken thoughts were too slippery to wrestle into coherent shape at the moment and the most solid of them had been around how badly his feet hurt. He had taken to carrying one sandal, the one that had broken again after he fled, then both when that proved too uncomfortable, but the street was hardly any kinder on his soles. Why had he been in the street? For a moment's break from Euphoria's oppression, Adrasia remembered now, but it had been far longer than a moment.

He could hear low hum of party-goers still chattering as they walked through the square and the distant sound of music still pouring from the clubs. He would have to summon the courage to go back there, though the celestial couldn't remember why. He was shivering slightly, his costume half-pulled around his shoulders like a cloak, the cold stone of the fountain's edge seeping through the fabric he sat on and chilling his thighs. All he'd thought was how nice the water would feel on his feet. They certainly weren't sore anymore, that was blessing. But it was so late. He had to go back.

Adrasia summoned up his willpower, extracting his legs from the fountain slowly as if he was moving through honey. Still too fast, the lamplights were spinning dangerously. He only managed to half-turn himself, perched side saddle on the stone with his damp calves folded under him before he grunted and braced a hand against the stone. Only the click of heels on the cobbles roused the celestial from his trance, the faintest lingering caution making Adrasia try to lift his drooping head. The other was only a smudge against the trees before the sight of him coalesced to something real and solid, the celestial making a soft noise of surprise in recognition. "Oh. Hello, Roland," His voice sounded faint even to him, completely lacking his normal formality. "It's you. I think I need - to apologize to you."

[ravisurendra]

It wasn't so strange to feel a little dreamy after a good lay, but Soren felt he nearly had to pinch himself to keep from from drifting off with Enzo pressed so warm and comfortably up against him. If it was a more excessive tiredness than was typical, the human barely noticed. Enzo's fingers petting little shapes over his skin felt wonderfully familiar, almost domestic. Strange. "Glad to live up to your expectations," Soren mumbled jokingly, shifting just enough onto his hip that he wasn't totally crushing the other man underneath him, still not totally willing to pull out yet. Luckily, it didn't seem like Enzo was going to argue for it anytime soon either. "Take your time," Soren said, like he wasn't the one two seconds from a splitting yawn, "I'm not rushing." He had things he needed to do tonight, he vaguely knew that, but for the briefest moment none of them seemed so important as keeping Enzo cuddled close to him just a bit longer.

Feeling Ravi crash over the edge into mind-blowing pleasure with him had Enzo moaning against the other's lips, enjoying every shallow thrust of Ravi's hips as he filled him completely. He never wanted him to pull out, wanted to stay with the other's spent, twitching length buried inside him. He was a mess and he just didn't care, his breath heavy as he slowly started to come down from his high, just enjoying the feeling of Ravi's mouth against his cheek and neck. He let his legs relax, briefly allowing the human to escape if he wanted to, but slipped an arm around the other's waist, letting his fingers trace idle patterns against the small of Ravi's back. "Oh, yeah.. just alright.." he teased, a breathy little laugh leaving him as he held the human's warm, relaxed weight against him, not wanting him to move any time soon. Enzo was used to good sex, loved it even, but he hadn't experienced such intense sex in a long time. "We should shower.. but not just yet.."

[merekhopper]

Deciding to take a bit of a break from Euphoria after spending a good bit of the night there, Merek had made his way into Cannabites. It wasn't really as much of his "scene" as the club was, but the pyromancer was doing his best to check in on a good majority of the masters to make sure they were all enjoying themselves. He'd been chatting with some of his fellow staff at the bar when he recognized the councilman who walked through the door. Aside from work related things, Merek really hadn't had much of a chance to talk with Aneirin. "Evening, councilman." He greeted him with a warm smile as the man started to walk passed him. "I must say, you look quite dashing in that pirate costume."

@aneirin-ap-mouric

[masterxtiernan]

It was good to see some familiar faces as he made his way through the various venues, making sure to keep an eye on his slave every so often. He didn't want or need Kell getting himself into any trouble. Tiernan, dressed in his Devil outfit, entered one of the clubs and immediately found his eyes drawn to a very bright costume. It took a second to realise who it was, but once he'd figured out it was Finn in the strange costume with silver-pink hair, Tiernan smirked to himself and wandered over.

"Mr Winchester, it's been a while, darling," the ghoul greeted the familiar, looking over the other's costume with a slight look of confusion. "You'll have to forgive me, Finn, but I have no idea who you're supposed to be."

@familiar-finn

[nottheangel-raphael]

Since Raphael and Lucien had agreed to meet up later once both done occupying their slaves for the evening, that left the ghoul with plenty of time to spare in making his rounds, both inside and out of his club Euphoria where he planned to spend most of his evening as the owner.

It wasn't hard to notice the celestial slave he'd had so much fun with last time, Adrasia dressed in a cloth that hid very little of his divine body and the slave seemed to be struggling with keeping up. He was about to have some new struggles as Raphael popped open a portal to collect the wings he'd plucked off the younger's back not too long ago and had them made into a costume piece. For now he removed his polo shirt and letterman jacket as he donned the white wings as if they were his own and moved towards his prey with a charming smile plastered on his features.

"Aren't you looking just absolutely heavenly this evening," the ghoul all but purred, immediately right in Adrasia's space. His dark eyes flickered deliberately over every inch of the exposed skin, lingering on what wasn't shown, and back up again. "You almost remind me of Dionysus. Is it ironic, angel, that you're dressed as a god?"

@adrasian

[gwyndolence]

This was an all-together different type of risk than the one they'd taken on the dancefloor; any second the door could swing open and someone walk in on the nephilim so eagerly sucking Gwyn's cock, no chance of disguising things. That thought just as much as Alasdair efforts got the sith fully hard again remarkably fast, even by Gwyn's standards. "That's it, love," He crooned, gently scratching his nails over Alasdair's scalp, leaning back against the sink and letting the gorgeous boy in front of him do all the work, "See how good you taste? Get me nice and clean again." Another heady pang of arousal sparked through him at the sight of Dair reaching for his own cock. "So insatiable," Gwyn said fondly, one hand sliding down from the nephilim's hair so he could feel the shape of himself pressing against the inside of Alasdair's cheek, "Should we invite the next stranger who comes in to use your lovely mouth when I'm done with it?"

Should Alasdair have done the sensible thing and cleaned them both up properly? Probably, but sucking cock was way more fun. He moaned softly around Gwyn's length at the praise, enjoying the feeling of the sith's fingers in his hair, the sensation only heightened by the drugs still very much coursing through his system. He felt fucking incredible, and he just wanted to make Gwyn feel the same way. Dair could feel the way the sith's cock twitched with renewed interest in his mouth, the nephilim humming softly as he enjoyed the taste of their mixed seed still coating Gwyn's length, licking and sucking at the smooth, hard flesh like he couldn't get enough. It was fucking filthy but he loved it. Slowly trailing his fingers through the cum still dripping down his thigh, Alasdair used it to slick up his own sensitive, spent length as he started to stroke himself, moaning in complete pleasure around Gwyn's cock.

[nicotine-noah]

closed starter for @adrasian

Dancing was fun at the best of times but it was even more fun with all the drugs and booze coursing through Noah's veins. He'd long ago lost track of everything he'd taken, just relishing in the fact that he could take things at all and finally be messed up enough for that undercurrent of anger he always had to go away for a while. He absolutely intended to get as fucked up as possible but he wasn't yet at the point where he couldn't remember anything (though he was very much aiming to get there). He was feeling pretty damn good, though, crushed in among the other dancing bodies, the bass thrumming in his chest and his head spinning just enough to make it amazing. All the exposed skin from his costume made it even better, as someone's hand trailed over his hip and someone else's lips touched his neck. The name of this bar was accurate as hell because euphoria was definitely what Noah was feeling right now.

He actually did need a break, though, as much as it felt like he could've kept dancing forever. Noah also needed another drink. He managed to make his way to the edge of the dance floor and stumble his way free of the crush of bodies only to bump into someone, spin, and trip falling sideways into a booth. He landed on his back, arm banging off the table which stung brightly for a moment before he burst out laughing at how ridiculous that was. Well, at least he was sitting down now. Hauling himself into a sitting position he blinked as he noticed there was already someone in the booth and across from him. "Hey." He grinned, squinting and not recognizing the person. "Some fall, huh? My ears crooked?" He reached up to adjust the ears on their headband, unknowingly making them a lot more crooked than they had been and laughing again. The guy seemed familiar and Noah dropped his hand from the headband, turning to face him properly. His ears were ringing from the music and his vision was a little blurry but the face finally came to him and he slapped the table as he remembered. "You're the pushy angel!" Far from sounding offended by that, Noah was delighted he'd remembered. "You drinkin' vodka?" He leaned across and grabbed Adrasia's glass (after a couple failed attempts) and took a sip, making a face and nearly spitting it back out. "Water? The fuck kinda bullshit is this?" He put the glass back down, clearly disgusted, and enthusiastically waved over a waiter. "Hey! Yeah, we need shots like now. Like...four shots of..." he squinted at Adrasia again, trying to think of something fun but it was kind of hard to think at all. "...tequila! Lime and salt too."

[familiar-finn]

Yeah, Euphoria still wasn't Finn's favorite place to be. Not his vibe. But he was here because apparently it was Gareth's vibe and he'd been required to accompany his master for some part of the evening given the whole costume theme schtick. Finn supposed his costume could've been worse; at least it covered the majority of skin. The boots, though, were about as comfortable as they looked and the familiar took high advantage of any time sitting down this evening that he could. Which currently had him sitting at one of the many bars in Euphoria.

Naturally it seemed wherever Gareth went so did Hunter follow his sire. Of course the young bastard chose this exact bar out of the few in the whole place, probably because Finn stood out under the neon flashing lights dressed in bright pink with silver-pink dyed hair. And of course Hunter chose to dress in as little himself to show off all his stupid fucking muscles on that tall frame. He immediately greeted Hunter with a glare, a Guinness in hand.

"Oh, fuck off, Calligan."

@masterxhunter

[kellbishop]

The outfit that Tiernan had picked for Kell to wear for Halloween had been better than the human had expected, but he wasn't overly thrilled about it either. It would hardly be the first time that he'd worn something like angel wings or been put in a costume that left very little to the imagination, but the boxers that he was wearing didn't do much against the cold and Kell didn't much care for the leash that his master had attached to his collar either. He'd grumbled a little at the ghoul but hadn't put up that much fuss getting into the costume, just relieved once they gotten somewhere warm.

An hour or so into stepping into Euphoria, Kell had given Tiernan the slip when his master was distracted by someone else. The human settled the leash over his shoulder, sure that the rule about not losing his collar also applied to it, and made his way to the bar. Kell was brought up short, however, when he caught sight of Gwyn and the costume that the master was in. He whistled playfully, changing direction to walk toward the sith instead. "Well, don't you look amazing." The slave complimented with a small smile. "Why do I feel like you can pull off any look?"

@gwyndolence

[adrasian]

For a paralyzing moment, Adrasia couldn't have managed the words Hunter wanted from him even if he actually meant to say them. The vampire felt huge inside of him, his body still vainly trying to tighten up around the intrusion, his heart hammering in his chest. It felt neither painful nor pleasurable, just pure exertion, a stretch near to its limit. "Please," Adrasia gasped one more time, an ache building in his hands from how tightly the slave was gripping to the back of the sofa. He wanted to beg for mercy, nothing more or less. But even with his head spinning, the angel could wager that Hunter wouldn't stop until he got what he desired. His squeezed his eyes tightly shut, as if that would banish the man forcing such unnatural words off of Adrasia's tongue, his voice shaky, "Please breed me."

Getting Adrasia to actually repeat his crude words would likely be a miracle, but Hunter was determined to try his hardest to wring them from him. He wanted to hear that level of filth pour from the angel's lips then feel his skin burn with shame. "You can do better than that," he purred against his ear as he kept the harsh pace. "Beg me to breed you, little angel," Hunter murmured, shoving his cock into the celestial as deep as he could, holding him in place, his hand wrapped firmly around the other's neck. "Use that beautiful voice to talk dirty to me, and maybe I'll make this quick for you," the vampire chuckled, circling his hips so Adrasia could feel every thick inch of him.

[cairorenaud]

Cairo's first stop was Euphoria to visit with his Father. It came as little surprise that Lucien and him had some elaborate theme running and he shared his costume and the part it played to antagonize the cambion in town for his own amusement. Another playful trait from his father. The two shared a drink and their plans for the evening, the tricks and treats before he excused himself when he saw one of his favorite treats enter the club from the VIP section. Raphael's area had the best vantage point, as it should.

Cairo stepped through the teleport and was soon next to Gideon at the bar with his own drink after the other had ordered. "And who are you this evening?" He asked, despite his costume, Cairo wasn't big on the lore, he didn't even know much of the character he was, just that it would annoy Shade and that was his only goal. "Though I do like the way the costume fits." He added letting his eyes roam over Gideon's ass which was accentuated perfectly in the suit.

@grechtcr

[adrasian]

for @familiar-finn

Normally Adrasia wouldn't have stepped foot in a venue like this, but it was the easiest option he had at the moment and the celestial was feeling a bit desperate. Compared to what he'd seen others wearing, the costume Adrasia had been outfitted with had quite a lot of fabric to it -- the problem was that none of it was fastened properly. He was almost certain that was no accident. For now, it meant his top priority was privacy and something reflective to make sure nothing was hanging out that the celestial wanted to stay unseen (not that he could miss that type of slip-up with the chilly air nipping at any exposed skin).

Perhaps Finn had been seeking a moment's escape from the chaos too, Adrasia first spotting the familiar in the bathroom mirror as he was midway through hiking his toga up his bare shoulder again, grimacing immediately as they made eye contact in the glass. "Don't say a word, please," He grumbled, abashed even in his fit of pique, "I only wish -- what on earth are you dressed as?" Adrasia cut himself off, brows shooting up as he turned around fully to stare at his friend and the truly baffling costume he was squeezed into.

[gwyndolence]

for @taliesin-mistry

"I don't think they should be too high. You've worn heels before, haven't you, darling?"

Gwyn squinted down at the contents of the makeup bag he'd dumped over his bed, posing the question casually over his shoulder as he rifled through the phenomenal amount of eyeshadow pots he'd totally forgotten he owned. Taliesin had been banished to the bathroom almost as soon as the guards had delivered him to try on his costume before the sith got his hands dirty doing the pretty human's makeup. Dair would be joining the party eventually, but seeing as his costume involved little more than a shiny pair of gold shorts and his own good looks, Gwyn had thought it all the better to pat the nephilim on the ass and give him the early evening to himself.

For now, they had the suite to themselves and Gwyn could properly appreciate the sight of Taliesin wiggled into the skimpy pink one-piece he'd be wearing for the night, grinning and giving him a wolf whistle as he patted the bed beside him. "What do you think? Leave the shoes off for now, actually, let me make you gorgeous first."