#krovs midsummer night dream

[nottheangel-raphael]

It might not have been an all-out event with a red carpet televised around the world, but it was still an excuse to dress up his work in progress of a slave in something much more to his tastes. Raphael loved anything elegant and formal whenever he could deem it appropriate and liked any chance he could thrust it upon Charlie. He’d bought him plenty of evening gowns and cocktail dresses for a variety of reasons, considering bringing the dragon along with him to some of his business events once he’d achieved a little more of the look he wanted for his sexy little slave. Even the slightest enhancement to his ass moved Charlie closer in that direction and Raph couldn’t stop ogling his pet and his delicious curves in the glittering gown he’d chosen for him this evening. 

“How about a drink?” he suggested as he led the other almost immediately to the bar before Charlie could make a comment. Besides, he knew of the signature drink tonight and wondered if he could deceive his slave into a more...desirable state for a few hours this evening, all for his own enjoyment, of course. “Would you like their signature drink? They call it a Love Potion although I believe it is mostly vodka without any of the magic.” 

@thecharleswilson

[kresnikxkaden]

Despite attending such functions in the past, Kaden never really was much a fan of many formal events like these. Maybe it was having kids that tired him out or his more peasantry upbringing, who knew. He’d almost considered working in the village with Ransom and just skipping the event entirely, however, his master wouldn’t have it and insisted they went together with their matching color scheme. He was grateful that his suit was simpler than the ensemble Lucien wore. After a drink or two and once his master busied himself with some other company, Kaden used the opportunity to slip away and find Merek, which really wasn’t a challenge. He immediately found the psionic looking quite the vision in a red gown and approached him, taking hold of his hand. “Hello darlin’,” he greeted, bringing it up to his lips to kiss the knuckles before pulling back so he could properly admire Merek’s attire. “My stars, don’t you look stunnin’. Is there anything you can’t pull off?” 

@merekhopper

[familiar-finn]

Finn made his way across the floor with drinks in hand, careful neither to run into someone in the crowd, spill on his dress, or trip over his own feet. Gareth had asked him to get him a drink, which he very nearly considered scoffing at until he decided to get something for himself as well. He sure could fucking use it if he had to spend any time at all with his master this evening. It wasn’t hard to find the lamia at one of the tables dressed in a matching bright blue suit and that ridiculous devil-looking mask. 

“It’s common courtesy for the one typically not wearin’ the fuckin’ dress and heels gettin’ the drinks,” Finn stated, setting Gareth’s order on the table in his reach. He gratefully took a seat near his master, sipping on his own beer. “So, how long am I spendin’ some fuckin’ time with you this evening?” 

@garethbradbury

[mannythejaguar]

Manny’s Masquerade Outfit

[taryn-bannon]

@witchysethharper

Taryn had been serving for most of the night, and so his two breaks were spent sneaking off to the beauty of the grove. Perhaps he’d wound up staying a bit longer than intended, mesmerized by the sheer serenity, but he did eventually make his way back from what he was sure would be his last reprieve for the night. As he was heading back, he noticed someone off on their own, a member of the castle he’d not yet met. Moving to them, he cleared his throat. “Anything I can get for you, sir?”

[witchysethharper]

Seth wasn’t much a huge fan of these events or parties in general. He’d much rather be curled up on the couch in his sweats by now with an edible kicking in while he watched some mindless shit on TV. It also didn’t help that the Danish councilman made a reappearance after what Seth had hoped for a permanent absence from Krovs in the form of a note and a requested outfit he wear for tonight. Fuck that noise. Dude wasn’t here and Seth wasn’t having it so he’d worn a suit of his own choosing. Gotrik would never fucking know even if that calming mantra did very little to ease Seth’s paranoia. 

He stepped outside and leaned against the wall as he pulled out a joint and lit up with a snap of his fingers, watching the fire show from a safe enough distance by himself. Course that was until he noticed he wasn’t entirely alone, the realization of someone stealthily appearing right next to him causing Seth to jump out of his skin with a sharp gasp. “Jesus fuckin’––” he coughed, patting his chest to catch his breath. He cleared his throat and turned towards Lucien, arching a brow as he looked him over in his outfit. “You sure know how to walk quietly even in all that, doctor. You enjoying the event?” 

@drluciengaudet​

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael knew the moment Kris returned that his fledgling was upset with him. After all, he should have been at his door naked and ready for reunion sex within the hour of his arrival and yet nothing of the sort happened. That wasn’t right, considering Raph hadn’t done anything to deserve Kris’ wrath. Right? Right. He’d racked his brain until he finally demanded answers that it all had to do with Kris’ slaves not being looked out for on Raph’s behalf. How could he do anything when Kris never communicated this and he wasn’t the one who could read minds? He must be attracted to the dramatic pretty types who had their ways of keeping him around despite it all. 

Regardless, it seemed he’d be going on a forgiveness tour despite doing nothing wrong for the foreseeable future. He found his fledgling dressed to the nines and approached him with a glass of the finest blood wine the bartender had in stock. Money was never an issue for Raphael De Luca who didn’t bat an eye at handing his credit card over for something others might spend months saving up for. “You look lovely tonight, darling,” he complimented the younger hybrid with one of his winning smiles. “Some wine?” he offered out the glass. 

@kristofer98435

[nottheangel-raphael]

At long last, Raphael finally found Lucien within the chaos of the party. No surprise the French councilman seemed to find himself a quiet corner to occupy and he watched him from afar for a few moments, waiting for his slave Kaden to disappear. He much preferred more private interactions with his favorite colleague. And there was also that business with Cairo apparently being one-third his son created by Lucien, a detail he distinctly remembered shared from the raven himself that one time they consciously time traveled into the future and back. Naturally, he had loads of questions and no idea where to start with them, still processing that bit of information he didn’t dare let onto knowing this day. He knew Lucien Gaudet long enough that bringing it up himself wouldn’t go over very well in any way, shape, or form unless he wished to manipulate the other with his advanced persuasion. Not an ideal situation he wanted to find himself in – he’d rather wait for the other to bring it up first. Until then, nothing had changed and he could easily keep up the act.

Once the kresnik finally wandered off, Raph ordered two new glasses of blood wine and walked over to the pretty thing. “Dr. Gaudet,” he greeted him, offering him one of the glasses. “You are looking beautiful this evening, as always. I thought you might like a drink.” 

@drluciengaudet​

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael always loved a good party and tonight’s was no exception. He’d grown up wealthy around money and upper society and thus felt more comfortable in these scenes of extravagance. It wasn’t like any event he’d attended in Italy or otherwise, where they had red carpets and Hollywood glamour praised by tabloids and camera flashes, but it was still the same atmosphere. Well, at least with the masters and fellow councilmen. He’d arrived with his slave dressed in shiny gold, rather proud to show off Charlie on his arm despite his slave’s grumblings. At some point he released him to go mingle on his own so that Raph could do the same with some of his colleagues. Most importantly, he hoped to find his fledgling of whom seemed to be pissed with him for some strange reason but no matter – the ghoul knew from Kris and Lucien how to properly earn forgiveness. A glass of blood wine might be a good start on that, which was where he found one of his fellow councilmen. 

“Ciao, councilman Lenkov,” he greeted Ilya. They knew each other as well as they did from council meetings with little one on one time. Perhaps this evening might be a good chance for that. It was always good to get to know who he worked with. “The ballroom looks rather magical this evening, no? Are you enjoying the celebrations so far?” 

@ilyalenkov​

[kresnikxkaden]

Despite attending such functions in the past, Kaden never really was much a fan of many formal events like these. Maybe it was having kids that tired him out or his more peasantry upbringing, who knew. He’d almost considered working in the village with Ransom and just skipping the event entirely, however, his master wouldn’t have it and insisted they went together with their matching color scheme. He was grateful that his suit was simpler than the ensemble Lucien wore. After a drink or two and once his master busied himself with some other company, Kaden used the opportunity to slip away and find some friends to mingle with for a bit. 

It wasn’t hard at all to find Shade and boy there wasn’t enough alcohol in his hand to justify what he saw the former slave was wearing. Even his country ass dressed up and knew the dress code here. “What in god’s name is that you’re wearin’?” he asked, unable to help the bit of laughter that escaped. “More importantly, how’d they even let you in here dressed like that?” 

@shadedempsey

[witchysethharper]

Seth’s Masquerade Outfit

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael’s Masquerade Outfit

[familiar-finn]

Finn’s Masquerade Outfit

[taryn-bannon]

@elliot-crawford

While Taryn was never particularly closed off, he felt incredibly exposed in this instance. Eyes were on him, and it felt like some were literally devouring him but he did his best to try to be appeasing to most everyone around him. He found himself weaving in and out of people within the feast area, making sure people had enough to drink before he finally headed for the calm quiet of the grove for a little while. The toga-esque outfit draped over him did little to warm him as the breeze came off the pond, but still it was quiet here. Before long, though, he felt eyes on him once more and turned, surprised (and pleased) to see Elliot staring back at him. A small half-smile came to his face as he nodded to the other. “Enjoying the party?”

[kresnikxkaden]

Kaden’s Masquerade Outfit