#krovs halloween 2024

[adrasian]

Adrasia's eyes went to Finn's hand almost in surprise, though why should he be? It was a welcome gesture, warm and gentle, and he laid his own over the familiar's, making himself offer Finn a woeful smile. His old friend deserved the truth, for telling his own. No matter how it felt like taking his heart from his chest and putting the ugly thing on the table between them. "It was... deeper. Yes." He hesitated, all the details flashing by his eyes again. "I thought it was," Adrasia amended, squeezing Finn's hand, trying desperately not to feel so strongly the ache of it all still even thousands of years after the matter. "Perhaps that is the lesson you and I both have been forced to learn, how little you can truly understand another's motivations. Or their heart."

Finn's frown deepened the longer he listened, his temper bubbling under the surface of his tensing features towards this long-gone stranger Adrasia told him about. Realistically, the guy was long dead since he was human and that was for the best really, better that Finn learned about him now otherwise he would've killed the prick himself. "Was it just the whole guardian angel bond or was this involvement deeper?" he asked, wanting to clarify. He convinced his features to soften and he placed a gloved hand over Adrasia's arm in what he hoped to be a comforting gesture. "I'm sorry, that must've hurt you terribly."

[lorenzoxreyes]

Halloween had never been one of Enzo's favourite holidays, but it was interesting just how into it Krovs got. Instead of dressing as some kind of serial killer or monster, Enzo thought it fitting to dress as something much less intimidating. With very little covering his tall, tanned form except for a few bits of white material and gold jewellery, Enzo looked every bit the Greek god he was dressed as.

He'd found various people to entertain him so far, but he was still hungry. His needs hadn't been met, not even close, and with his abilities in play he needed more to satisfy him. One of the things he did hate about being a staff member was the collar around his neck, and the way it subdued his abilities. Pros and cons, he guessed. At least he wasn't a slave.

Enzo had just come out of the suffocating warmth of one of the clubs when someone caught his eye -- someone he'd never seen before, which immediately piqued his interest. The siren followed the other along the street, quickly catching up. "Think it's safe to be out here all alone tonight?" He asked with a little grin.

@ravisurendra

[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

[officermorozov]

It was no surprise with the amount of calls going around with it being Halloween, what was surprising is the amount of people that were on more than just alcohol this time around. Of course Ransom's first time was Dempsey who he got into it with and nearly broke in two. Good thing the little shit was durable because he had a mount on him. Lucky for him Valentine stepped in and cleared things up. He, surprisingly, wasn't the one distributing this time around so got a pass.

The two broke off to take separate calls as the night grew worse, it always went that way on Halloween, some part of him liked it more than he'd admit. He liked working, arresting people, the aggression and volatility of it all. Fear and anger fed him more than he'd ever admit. He parked his vehicle at the end of the square and got out deciding to canvas on foot. The costume helped him blend in a bit more and eventually he came upon what he was looking for as he turned a corner. It certainly wasn't Dempsey this time around.

"And who might you be?" Ransom said not bothering to chase the townie that knew to run well aware of where he lived, he'd follow up after he settled this situation. He stepped to the costume clad man looking him over making his assessment. Wasn't from town, wasn't a slave, and wasn't on the council because he knew the councilmen.

@gwyndolence

[ravisurendra]

Gwyn. Taliesin had said that name multiple times. "Is Gwyn one of them?" Soren asked, then grimaced at himself, "One of the... masters up there?" Nothing Taliesin had described this mysterious man doing was cruel exactly - but reckless, absolutely. And that was only one of the names his brother had been tossing around that he knew he needed to learn. Especially if it was someone taking an interest in Taliesin. Soren thought what he'd been wearing was humiliating enough, at least if he'd been in his shoes, but he wisely decided that didn't need voicing.

Soren wasn't sure what to read in the expression Taliesin had on at the mention of the next man. Embarrassment? He continued listening and barely stopped himself from raising his eyebrows at the idea that his brother had managed to stumble into something romantic in a place like this. That...might complicate things. Rather than let the unconfirmed suspicion derail his thoughts again, Soren nodded, tried to stay all business, "If we have to, I can bring you back to the club later. See if we can find your more-than-friend. But we aren't going to rush it, there's options. You should rest first."

"Well, Gwyn wanted me to fit into the outfit, and we needed the tape to make it work, so... Honestly, I'm grateful. At least I liked the look. You should see what some people put their slaves in. Gareth puts Finn in the most humiliating things." Taliesin watched Soren's face, suddenly aware of all those cringing expressions, the way he seemed to wince whenever the word slave escaped Taliesin's mouth. He paused, scratched the back of his head, sheepish, burnt his mouth, again, on the tea.

Taliesin sighed. He wasn't quite sure how to explain what was going on with Adra. It felt... Well, there was a closeness he'd never had with anyone before, except for Soren. Now, all at once, Taliesin felt the burning sensation of shame colour his cheeks. Had he been replacing Soren all this time? "I don't know. Sometimes I feel like he's my only friend. Maybe more than a friend. The other sl- guys don't like me much, on the whole. We were going to meet in the club. Adra said he'd never been drunk. I hope he's okay."

[drluciengaudet]

Raph and Lucien shared similar tastes when it came to many things, but there were those few they differed on. Who they spent time with when apart couldn't be more profoundly different. Though he was very aware of who it was that was on his sire's calendar and that took his time and attention no matter how trivial. There was good reason his sin was envy.

He'd been dancing with his sire, which was rare for him to do in any setting, but it was a holiday, one Raphael enjoyed when he broke off to get a drink. It was there he saw a slave, one he'd not met face to face. Lucien wasn't one to ever go to the undercroft save for the rarest of occasions never caring for the filth of it and thinking he was far above it and those that resided there.

The costume he didn't recognize, really it could be anything with how generic it was. There was a disinterest in his gaze as it roamed over the collared creature. "What is it you're meant to be, a decoration?" He posed leaning on the bar not having to give his order because the bartender knew it. He was Lucien Gaudet after all.

@adrasian

[icebird-khion]

Khion had spent the earlier part of his evening with Gwyn and Seth causing some mischief and getting lit, not necessarily in that order. He and Noel would meet up later to celebrate the rest of the evening. At some point Khion separated himself from his original company, bouncing between Cannabites and Euphoria as wherever his mood took him. Whatever he'd taken earlier in the night had long worn off with his accelerated metabolism and healing and now the pamola was coasting the rest of the evening on alcohol and cigarettes.

He knew where and when to meet Noel, which was perfect timing considering he needed a fresh drink in his empty hand. He recognized his owner immediately having seen the reaper's Joker to his Harley costume before they'd both left for the night. "There you are, puddin'," the pamola said, grinning wide and looking quite manic with the messy blue and red Harley makeup. "I've been waiting for you all night."

@thereapernoel

[kresnikxkaden]

This wasn't Kaden's first trip out to Euphoria in the evening for someone getting too intoxicated and causing problems. And it certainly wouldn't be the last. One of the reasons why he hated Halloween or any parties, really, especially in Krovs. Maybe it was the fact he knew more of the faces here personally (not by choice entirely) than he would've back home in Texas. Even then he'd collect his regular troublemakers that he wouldn't socialize with outside of a weekend evening picking them up from a bar.

It wasn't hard to spot the person described by the bouncer as he rolled up on the scene. Middle Eastern man dressed in bright pink with wings and a load of glitter looking like he could barely stand on those heels. Definitely a slave given the collar around his neck and an unclaimed one at that. Though still dressed as Eddie Munson, Kaden held up his badge clear as day for Taliesin to see that he was not a pretend cop. "Officer Valentine," he introduced himself. "What's goin' on here?" he asked, looking between Taliesin and the bouncer who'd separated him from the pack.

@taliesin-mistry

[gwyndolence]

Gwyn groaned softly at Dair's immediate reaction, obvious just how much the nephilim liked what he felt and saw with his prick throbbing up against the sith's. "Is it that good, darling?" He teased a little breathlessly, nuzzling into Alasdair's neck, sucking marks into all that glorious, soft skin. He barely had to think, just letting the eager slide of their cocks together kindle that heat low in his belly, put a quiver into his thighs. His high seemed to diffuse the pleasure of it everywhere, tingling over his skin, pulsing like a heartbeat -- like Alasdair's heartbeat in the nephilim's gorgeous, bare chest, even louder to Gwyn's ears than the pounding beat of the song they should've been dancing to. "Are you going to cum like this, sweetheart?" Gwyn purred, nipping at the curve of his ear, rubbing his face into the soft mess of his hair, beyond the pretense of using his grip on the other's hips to do anything but guide him in a slow, slick grind, "Right in front of everybody? Do you need it that badly?"

There were admittedly a lot of things that turned Alasdair on, but the longer he was at Krovs, the more things he discovered he really enjoyed.. dancing in public with his incredibly hard cock rubbing against Gwyn was one of them. Dair really did try to keep himself quiet, biting at his lower lip to stifle a moan as they danced. He was doing pretty good at disguising what they were actually doing until Gwyn freed his own throbbing length, the feeling of skin against skin making the nephilim whine softly with need against the sith's ear. Holy fuck, that was fucking hot. His length twitched and leaked against Gwyn's, the mixed precum smearing between their bodies, making them wet and deliciously filthy. "Gwyn," he whispered, breathless with lust and need, unable to take his eyes off the way they rubbed together.

[witchysethharper]

It wasn't his preferred scene –– Cannabites being his favorite for a few reasons –– but Seth had parked himself down at Euphoria for... business reasons, helping Gwyn and Khion spread that "Halloween cheer." Some tricks and treats, mostly treats. He'd brewed up a fresh batch of vertigo, one stronger now that he was no longer mortal and wound up testing the product himself and boy was it wild. He'd already come off his hit with that blessing of an accelerated metabolism. Might take another one later. Or pass it off to someone else who needed it.

Some such potential target rolled right up to him at the bar, the cute little nephilim with a mild attitude problem. Seth smirked the slave dressed in nothing but gold shorts and raised a brow as he looked him over. Like he could really say much with his own costume though he had a lot more covered. Seth was propped with his elbows and back against the bar counter while he took a hit off his cherry vape –– apparently now his classic signature worthy of a nickname from Gwyn. "You sure you're old enough to drink?" he teased Alasdair. "What're you supposed to be? Looks almost like Rocky with those gold booty shorts."

@alasdairxbishop

[councillor-roland]

closed starter for @dmitri-shenker

It was fairly late, or early depending on your definition, well past midnight in any case. The party was still in full swing and likely would be until the sun came up. Roland had enjoyed himself and was rather pleasantly buzzed on the various blood and blood alcohols he'd sampled. While he'd had various tumbles and trysts throughout the evening he was in the mood for another, moving through the crowded streets and looking for likely candidates. He happened to see spot a Dalmation costume and a guard walking beside the man wearing it and grinned. Of course he was aware that there was one slave in the Undercroft who was supposed to be constantly accompanied and had heard plenty about him from Rhys besides. Now was as good a time as any for them to meet, at least in Roland's mind, so he made his way over to see the defiant pup for himself.

"I see someone's chosen to dress you appropriately." Roland mused, old fashioned heeled shoes clicking on the cobblestones as he approached, smirking. It was purposely antagonistic but Roland liked a challenge, it kept things interesting. Besides, the idea of riling the werewitch a little amused him. "Perhaps I'll hold your leash for a while and give your escort a break. What do you think of that, petit chiot?" The wig and gloves that went with his costume were long gone but he still cut a fine figure and didn't look incomplete.

[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]

The instruction poured over Adrasia's mind like honey, further muddling his thoughts, melting the natural opposition that had him locked up as tightly as he could with the drug in his system. His costume had fallen away entirely, the celestial sprawled back against the purple cloth as Raphael pressed between his bare thighs, now splayed loose and wide. "W-Wait," Adrasia gasped, though it was far too late. His head fell back with a low sound of shock as the ghoul filled him, hands squeezing at Raphael's waist at the pulse of heat the motion pushed through him. He had tried shove him away before and once that had failed the slave found he couldn't detangle his fingers once more. He clutched to the ghoul's frame instead, shuddering, Raphael an anchor and the sea drowning the celestial all at once.

"Never?" Raphael tsked, almost sounding shocked. Maybe he shouldn't have given the general celestial nature. Regardless, that didn't stop him. In fact, it only encouraged the ghoul further who wanted to take another piece of divinity from this symbolic creature of purity and innocence. It didn't matter if anyone else had already toyed with Adrasia here at this point; in Raph's mind he'd be the first to truly deflower this angel by fucking him as his natural and moral opposition. "Well, I'll be gentle." His fingers withdrew from the slave and he worked his jeans open, using saliva to wet his aching cock craving a hot little fuck hole to fill. "Relax," Raph instructed Adrasia again with another hit of persuasion, guiding himself in between those legs and into that tight ring of muscle.

[lorenzoxreyes]

The idea to dress as something scary had entered Enzo's mind when it came to Halloween, however the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to be something which he could play up a little. A male Aphrodite -- or Eros, really -- had sprung to mind. Dressed in very little except a few floaty bits of a material coupled with some pretty gold arm rings, a gold laurel wreath headpiece and jewellery, Lorenzo set off in search of some people to toy with for the evening. He rarely used his abilities to get what he wanted, figuring he didn't need them to woo anyone he was interested in, but tonight everything was in play. What was scarier than having very little control over your own actions?

Enzo had made his way inside Euphoria, easily spotting his fellow guard in the crowd. Manny's costume was definitely different, and Enzo found himself laughing at it. "Someone's watched too much of 'The Office'," he chuckled as he approached. "Having fun, Manny?"

@mannythejaguar

[masterxtiernan]

Tiernan had found a few people to spend his time with throughout the evening, all ones that he'd hoped he'd bump into at the Halloween celebrations.. but there was still one he hadn't seen in the crowds of costumes. He and Kaden had minimal interaction before, but the hate sex between them had been pretty incredible. Didn't hurt that Kaden wasn't too bad on the eyes.

The ghoul had picked up on the kresnik's scent and followed it for a short while until he'd rounded a corner, seeing Kaden walking on his own. "Heading somewhere nice, Valentine?" He called out, his shadows following and curling around him as he walked towards the kresnik.

@kresnikxkaden

[officermorozov]

Halloween was never Ransom's favorite time of year. Work was busy and it was tied to his birthday, which was now common knowledge for a number of people he didn't want it to be common knowledge for. Kaden being around was helping his control that had been slipping regularly as of late. Not that he was in control of his powers any better, but he was in control of his mood with the patience celestial around in regular intervals.

He put the coffee pot back on the heater and strolled over to Kaden's desk. The costume he was in wasn't much different than his actual uniform and reminded him of an old one he used to wear. "Can you remind me why I agreed to this again?" He asked looking at Kaden who was in a much worse one than himself. He knew the characters. Ransom didn't live under a rock, he'd seen the show and he liked the character he was in truth. "Going to play me a song later?" He teased the other taking a drink of the warm brew, better than any he had at his old precinct.

@kresnikxkaden