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drluciengaudet · 2 years
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“I see.” Lucien said not sure he fully understood what Raph was getting at, but sure it didn’t matter as the Italian took his hand and placed his lips to the back of it, the French councilman unable to keep the subtle smile from his lips. He did like the character he was dressed as and even more so that this was the time of year he and Raph could take their role playing from the privacy of their dwellings to a more public area. Not stuck in their houses or suits. 
It oddly didn’t feel very different other than wearing the form fitting long dress. Lucien already pale with dark hair, though he did wear a wig to add the length. His lips painted red, nails added to match, and eyes done in dark colors to pronounce their already dark color. Lucien was far shorter than Raph, even in the heels, though it never bothered him and even less so now as he looked up to the Italian. “And you, a rather handsome Gomez, mon amour.” He smiled, ironic the two used pet names that suited their nationalities as it was. “Shall we head into town for the evening?” 
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dorian-ammann · 2 years
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   What should have been a happy moment was turning to be anything but. Dorian had been excited when Lazarus was unclaimed. It meant that nothing stood in their way now of being happy, being together. Yet for some reason it seemed that Lazarus wanted to be anything but happy despite the positive developments. When Dorian had tried to engage with Lazarus he had been moody, and distant. It had upset Dorian, and the two had seen each other since. Thinking that if he buried himself in his work, he’d be able to keep his mind off of it, and yet, he found himself growing more annoyed and jealous that Lazarus wasn’t happy, and then was distant with him, as if he had anything to do with his unclaiming. 
Now that the Halloween events were among them, Dorian still had decided to try and enjoy himself....and it had now resulted in him getting considerably intoxicated, which only feed his emotions. So he was jealous....and angry...and upset, and he decided to direct those all at Lazarus, because of how selfish he was being in Dorian’s eyes. When his eyes finally landed on the dragon, and the costume he was wearing his brow furrowed together as he made his way over, stumbling a little before he poked Laz in the chest, harder than he meant to. 
“This costume looks stupid. You look stupid in it. What are you a bunny hooker or something? Or do you just wanna look like a stupid slut?” 
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kresnikxkaden · 2 years
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Kaden had made it explicitly clear to Lucien that he would be working this evening and he didn’t have time for any of his master’s usual dramatics. That included, but was not limited to, running to his side when he was anxious, fending off Lucien’s many suitors of the toxic male personality trait, and arresting anyone for “harassment.” Already he’d gotten one call along those lines that ended up being nothing and now he received a second one. Part of him was tempted to ignore it, teach Lucien a lesson about crying wolf, but the other half of him held a sliver of concern. Halloween was already known to be a night of chaos even without these nightmare hot spots all around Krovs Town. It wasn’t like he was in the middle of an emergency at the moment, so at the very least he could check it out and, if it turned out to be another false alarm, give Lucien an earful on what constituted as a necessary call. 
He parked his police cruiser along the curb outside the restaurant Lucien mentioned. It was getting late in the evening and the majority of the crowds were starting to die out as folks headed back home or to the castle, most likely not alone. Kaden stepped out of the car and shut the door, walking up to his master in not the costume he remembered him in before he left the suite. “All right, Dr. Gaudet,” he sighed as he approached the Frenchman, adopting a foreign sense of formality with his master while he wore the badge and gun. “What seems to be the problem this time?” 
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mannythejaguar · 2 years
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There was one person in particular that Manny was looking for amidst the Halloween chaos in town. Fortunately and unfortunately, he saw a lot more of Simon in the Undercroft since his rise to guard status, which he tried to view more of as a good thing. It at least meant he could keep an eye out on his close friend and make sure that he was taken care of decently living in the Undercroft. Luckily, Simon seemed to have found his own luck with having the informal duties of an assistant that took him upstairs more often, which pleased Manny that the neko had some purpose even without Gotrik. 
He soon found the slave easily by the obvious costume, the berserker grimacing – how the castle found shit like...was it cow print lingerie? He didn’t even know. Manny pushed his way through the crowd up to Simon, grinning when he finally reached him. “Hey there, kitten, you are looking...” He paused, opening and closing his mouth a few times as he struggled to find the pun somewhere in there. He gave up after a few seconds and waved his hand. “Yeah, no, I can’t find a good corny line to go with your costume,” he chuckled. “How about a drink?” 
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masterxhunter · 1 year
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“A sexy pirate? How could anyone not.” He chuckled, of course he was going to find any excuse to get his hands on the taller man. Clearly the other didn’t mind it, so he stepped up to him in the red outfit he wore and began to free the other of his costume. “Kudos to the costume, really makes you look spectacular, you know?”
Looking down at Ember, Hunter smirked a little, watching as the slave started to help him out of his costume. “Do I not always look spectacular?” He asked teasingly, moving his hands up to cup either side of Ember’s face, dark eyes flickering over the slave’s pretty features. “Did you pick your costume or was it picked for you?” He asked, appreciating the view but Hunter preferred slaves dressed in a lot less fabric. At least Ember’s costume was easily accessible. “I like it. I might even leave it on you while I fuck you,” Hunter purred against the slave’s lips.
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vitaly-alekhin · 2 years
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Chuckling, his arm snaked around the councilman’s waist. “Slumming it with a dog... people will talk.” He teased as he leaned in to steal a slow kiss from the other. “But it is very sturdy. Take me to your room. We can test it.” He offered, looking down at the man before him. “However... I think your costume may not live up to my hunger. A shame. Looks very nice on you.”
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ashandblcod · 2 years
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bradleyxharper · 1 year
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“I can see that.  That costume still looks damn good on you, though.”  Gareth had briefly considered picking out Bradley’s costume, but had been curious what the younger man would go with.  The sexy devil outfit was simplistic, but the lamia still enjoyed the look of it on his boyfriend.  “Mm, you know me so well.”  He plucked at a part of the costume before he tightened his arm around Bradley.  “I doubt you’ll be in that for much longer, anyway.”
“Next year, we’ll co-ordinate,” Bradley chuckled, pressing in closer to Gareth in his sexy pirate costume. Well, it was literally just a pirate costume, but Gareth looked sexy in basically anything. “Perhaps I should’ve been a Siren, to lure you in and keep you all to myself,” the faerie purred as he leant in, smirking slightly before capturing the lamia’s lips in a kiss that only deepened with Bradley’s desire to get his boyfriend out of his costume. “But I think being a horny little devil was very fitting for me,” he murmured, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of Gareth’s pants and wrapping a hand around his cock just to tease him a little.
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masterxtiernan · 1 year
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Mm, that was maybe not the best line I could’ve used, but in other words, you are lookin’ fine as fuck, no surprise,” Finn replied, leaning back and smirking as he deliberately looked Tiernan over. “Think you should buy me a drink as thanks.”
“Thank you, Finn,” Tiernan chuckled softly before giving his favourite familiar a little smirk, his eyebrow raising slightly when he noticed the slave checking him out. “Oh really, is that how it works? You compliment me and I buy you a drink?” He asked with a little grin, stepping in closer to Finn and slipping an arm around the other’s waist. “I think I’m agreeable to that,” Tiernan purred, leading Finn towards the nearest bar. “What’re you drinking?”
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masonxthatcher · 1 year
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“I think you’ll like it,” Raphael said, knowing full well he said that every year and Mason certainly did not agree. Not that he cared since he’d get his way regardless. Smirking, the ghoul pulled out a not-so modest version of a prisoner’s outfit and held it up for his slave to see. “I thought this would be ironic. I have a cop uniform and a matching prisoner for Charlie. You like?”
Sighing heavily, Mason watched as Raphael pulled out the costume. He had no idea what he was expecting but the prisoner’s outfit seemed about right. “Oh, brilliant,” he muttered dryly, but he didn’t see much point in arguing with his master. Raphael tended to get his own way one way or another. “Funnily enough, Raph, no, I don’t like.. but I guess I don’t have much of a choice in the matter?” He asked rhetorically, arching an eyebrow at the ghoul. “I suppose it could’ve been worse.. somehow.” 
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“Mm, no,” Raphael hummed, not at all fazed by Charlie’s misery here. It certainly wouldn’t change anything anytime soon for the ghoul who loved toying with his slaves. His grin widened once his pretty little dragon started singing a different tune. “That’s what I thought,” he chuckled low, stepping back. He put the sunglasses that came with his costume back on and pointed at the brick wall beside them. “Up against it, prisoner,” he ordered. “Face first, hands up, and spread those legs of yours. I need to search you for any contraband.” 
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familiar-finn · 1 year
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“I wasn’t bein’ literal,” Finn grumbled, rolling his eyes. Last thing he genuinely needed in his life at this point was having Gareth haunting his sleep as well as his reality. “I think it’s absolutely fuckin’ stupid, but at least it gives me something to beat people with.” He was joking. Mostly. Not that the familiar had any qualms about getting violent with a lacy joke of an umbrella if shit came down to it with anyone getting too handsy for his liking. He made a face as he was tugged against his master, standing at about the same height as him now in the ridiculous heels. Finn grit his teeth before he sighed. “May I please have a drink, daddy?” he asked, even going the extra mile of pressing himself flush against the lamia and teasingly trailing his fingers down the exposed port of Gareth’s chest. The familiar smirked coyly. “Promise I’ll reward you just how you like.”  
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kresnikxkaden · 2 years
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Kaden was never a fan of Halloween. The dressing up in costumes, going door to door for candy, attending parties never appealed much to him. Sure, he entertained it for his kids as they grew up and trick or treating had been all the rage. He liked spending time with his family and being there for them. However, the moment they were all in their early teens and old enough to go on their own with their friends, Kaden chose to work these nights. A lot of stupid shit happened on Halloween since young adults were out getting drunk and...well, stupid. Why stay home when he could be out there doing his duty on keeping the streets safe for his own kids and others just trying to have fun? 
Nothing changed in Krovs either, as much as it seemed to upset Lucien. Last year he didn’t really have an excuse or choice in participating with his master, so he was grateful to Ransom and the police department here for having one this time around. Especially with those ridiculous nightmare hot spots set up in town that he could see the magical energy rising out of the streets on. No way was he stepping in those and he’d try to keep others wary of them out as well. 
The kresnik patrolled the other side of town while Ransom took charge on the opposite end. Nearly every bar or restaurant was packed full of castle residents and villagers alike, music battling it out between businesses as they echoed even outside from the obnoxious volume. A few costumed pedestrians were out and about, some stumbling drunk while others appeared to be just getting started. He found one individual in... quite the costume. Some kind of sexy rabbit yet it was far from some of the worst things he’d seen in this place. “Evenin’, sir,” he greeted as he walked up to him. “You enjoyin’ the festivities this evening?” 
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ilyalenkov · 1 year
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“Incredibly so.” The vampire said, his attention wasn’t so easy to grab as he was incredily picky with whom he spent it on. Rhoan had been fun the last time he’d spent time with him, and thus he wanted more of his attention. Especially as he worse something that did well to show the best parts of him. He’d tilt his head as he looked him over, it may not have left much to the imagination but he looked so good in it. “It leaves enough.” He smirked, closing the distance between them immediately, hands moving to one of the straps as he trailed his fingers along the skin hiding beneath it. “These seem sturdy enough to hold on to.”
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drluciengaudet · 2 years
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Merek was one of the very few with a way of slowing down Lucien’s mind and it still hadn’t fully rebooted. It took him so long to figure out if the chief of staff was mocking him or serious. He was like Kaden in ways and so different in others. Of course the Frenchman was immediately frowning. He understood the concept of a pick up line, but the idea was idiotic to him. Painting an unrealistic scenario to force conversation. It suited Merek’s personality who was both unrealistic and annoying. He was about to remind the other of that fact when he was complimented by the psionic. Flattery would get Merek everywhere, his appearance only added that flattery. Lucien blushed slightly never actually hating when Merek noticed and so easily said aloud the things he wanted to hear. The Frenchman didn’t even step back when the younger came into his space, only raising a brow at the bold touch so focused on that it took a few moments for him to really hear what Merek had insinuated. That subtle heat was replaced by a flash of it before he could catch himself. Never as good of a poker face as he needed. “As if I would wear such a thing for any at the castle.” He huffed. Though purple was not his color of choice. Lucien fond of black and white if he was dressing for himself. “And who did you dress up for?” He asked with an accusatory tone. 
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vitaly-alekhin · 2 years
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Vitaly heard the pickup line and fought the urge to look up at the other. Dressed in his own costume, his form bare from the waist up and painted a ghostly white with streaks of vivid red, he was sure he did look particularly haunting. “Yes, am very sure I’m more like nightmare. But what can you do?” He finally glanced up with a semi-amused grin as Finn stood before him. “And you? Made to prance around like bait on a stick? Is very nice, but leaves little to imagination.” A teasing notion for certain. “You feeling ill again?”
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