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[krovscastlerpg]

It’s a special Valentine’s Day Ask Tuesday! To participate, just reblog this post and remember to send asks to the other players participating!

Valentine’s Day Alphabet

send some letters to find out more about my muse   !

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

B   :   BOUQUET.   does your muse like flowers? which ones are their favourite?

C   :   CHOCOLATE.   does your muse like chocolate? which one is their favourite?

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

F   :   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

G   :   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

I    :   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

K   :   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not?

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

M   :   MOONLIGHT.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

N   :   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

O   :   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

P   :   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

Q   :   QUESTION.   would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to?

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

S   :   SWEETHEART.   did your muse have a childhood sweetheart?

T   :   TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

W  :   WEDDING.   would your muse get married? why / why not?

X   :   XOXO.   does your muse use / like pet names?

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

Z   :   ZZZ.   how many people has your muse slept with?

A  Valentine’s Application

copy and paste and fill out this form in my muse’s inbox if you’d like to be their valentine!

your name:

your age:

your perfect date:

make out in private or in public?:

do you like to cuddle?:

tell me something about you:

why do you want to be my valentine?:

Platonic Valentine’s Day Meme

send a symbol for sender’s muse to do something for/with the receiver’s muse! all of these are meant to be platonic, but slap a +❤️ after it to make it romantic. and if you want to reverse it, add +🔄!

🎁 - sender gives the receiver a present

🍫 - sender gives the receiver a box of chocolates/candy

💐 - sender gives the receiver flowers

🍽️ - sender takes the receiver out to dinner

🍿 - sender watches a movie with the receiver

✂️ - sender does crafts with the receiver

☕ - sender gets coffee with the receiver

🎤 - sender and receiver sing karaoke

💆 - sender gives the receiver a back rub

👟 - sender and receiver go on a walk

🍳 - sender and receiver cook a meal together

🧩 - sender and receiver do a puzzle

💃 - sender and receiver go dancing

⭐ - sender and receiver go stargazing

☀️ - sender and receiver see the sunset/sunrise

😌 - sender and receiver have a spa/pamper day

❄️ - sender and receiver are snowed in

⛄ - sender and receiver play in the snow

🎲 - sender and receiver play a game

🚙 - sender and receiver go on a trip 

Ask meme credit(s): x x x

[gideon-rechterx]

@taryn-bannon & @vitaly-alekhin as well. HIT ME WITH IT.

[gideon-rechterx]

icebird-khion​:

“Regardless, I appreciate it. You know I don’t find you boring at all,” Khion said to Gideon with a smile. He followed after the moroi, every nerve ending under his skin thrumming with anticipation of dropping his human disguise. His smile spread from ear to ear and his blue eyes took on an icier glow as he ran ahead. As he leapt up into the air, the shift happened seamless – his skin melted away into bright blue, silver, and violet-streaked feathers and plumage, large wings manifested and beat against the air for further lift, the strength of them generating cold winds down below where Gideon likely was. His natural avian form closely resembled a phoenix in size with razor-sharp talons, save for the color that matched his winter and night related magic. Khion hovered a good few hundred feet in the air, yet still remained within Gideon’s sight as he performed some aerobatics with twists, turns, and flips all with a trail of frost leading behind him to show off – the moroi did say he wanted to be in awe. His screeches echoed, Khion almost sounding like he was singing that he could finally properly stretch his wings. He dove down to the ground where he landed gracefully, at least five times the size of Gideon perched next to him. He lowered his head in a bow with wings spread out, his eyes trained on the councilman as he offered an invitation for him to take a ride. 

He watched as Khion all but melted into something equally as beautiful as his perpetual form behind the castle walls. Gigantic, but beautiful. The other gave him quite the show as he spun, flipped, and twirled himself into the cool air, leaving frost in his wake for Gideon to admire before the other landed just by him. Moving closer, he eyed the creature before him. “I know you prefer the idea of me doing some riding, Khion but honestly.... I had a very different idea when it was presented to me.” He teased before he moved closer, letting a hand run along the feathers and stroking the other with reverence before he, against sanity and reason, climbed on. “Of course plenty of time for that later. Watching you enjoy yourself is giving me quite a different style of pleasure.”

[gideon-rechterx]

cairorenaud​:

Cairo was only half listening to what the other was saying eyes more focused on lips that would be better served silenced by his own. The medium licked his own lips lost in a different set of thoughts. Gideon wasn’t helping as he came closer to the already slipping younger man. By no means did Cairo think he could overpower a councilman, but that didn’t mean the unreasonable part of his mind wasn’t willing to try. 

“You’d make me wait?” The question rhetorical since he was pushing Gideon’s back to the wall and in that same second had a hand up the councilman’s shirt running a clawed hand over the soft skin beneath, not enough to tear into it just yet. His lips against the moroi’s lovely neck and the taste of him just made Cairo’s cock all the harder. 

The two had been close, so close and yet never really collided but Gideon wasn’t about to say no with the other clearly giving in to heat. He should find some release himself, having to deal with all the paperwork left to do for the next few days. “I’m sorely tempted to try.” He murmured, before he turned his head and captured Cairo’s lips with his own. And hand slid between them to cup the other in his pants, feeling the hefty weight of his need as he managed to stroke him slowly. “That excited to see me, are we?” Another teasing joke. At this point, he was sure Cairo would’ve been thrilled to get any willing participant.

Gideon flipped the tables on the other, pinning him to the wall and tugging at the button keeping Cairo’s cock confined before letting him spring free. “Would you like to skip formalities and fuck me here or would you like me to get my mouth on you first?”

[gideon-rechterx]

rhoankennedy​:

“You don’t seem to mind it too much.”  Rhoan retorted with a shrug, quirking an eyebrow up at Gideon.  The hellhound was always a touch more bold when heat week rolled around, particularly with the people that he was comfortable around.  “Well, that’s just unfair.”  He grumbled dramatically, but held his hands up to show that he wouldn’t touch Gideon until they were alone in the man’s suite.  Once they were alone and Gideon let go of him, the slave was almost immediately right back into his space.  “Dunno.  Think it’s about the same as werewolves sort of.”  He muttered, pressing his face against the master’s neck to breathe in his scent, hands moving to grip his hips.  “Least it seemed like that back home.”

“I don’t. It requires boldness to do quite a few things. But some things require tact and calm precise notions. He offered as the other gripped at him, clearly starving. Gideon maintained himself despite smelling the want dripping off the other, lips moving to delicately drag along the other’s neck. “Hm... and here I was expecting a little more bite from you.” He teased as his hands danced deftly along Rhoan’s belt line, pulling him in so he could grind against the hellhound, feeling the bulge as he shut his eyes. “Feel free to start using your hands, Rhoan. I won’t tell you no.” 

[gideon-rechterx]

icebird-khion​:

“I see. A very belated happy Hanukkah to you then. I’d certainly love to hear about that tale,” Khion said, giving the older man a warm grin. And he actually meant that. Gideon wasn’t like many of the masters he’d met in this place; he seemed much less after the expectations this castle in general held with slaves. Not that Khion minded giving bits of himself like that, especially when it came to his plan in seeking freedom from this place, but there was also something just nice about hearing the moroi’s stories of his long life. 

Khion blinked as he watched the other, uncertain what was happening until it happened. He felt his magic return to him instantaneously, his dominion over everything cold and ice flooding through his veins once again with a proper outlet for the first time since he’d arrived at Krovs. Happiness swelled inside of his chest, the pamola deeply moved by the gesture he hadn’t really expected. He couldn’t stop the bright smile from spreading over his features. “I…yeah, I will, thank you. You won’t regret this,” he assured the councilman because he had absolutely no intention of trying anything stupid to lose the privilege he’d just been granted. “Hell yeah, I would,” he said. “Lead the way and I’ll follow above.” 

“Now, now... There’ll be plenty of time to bore you.” He murmured before he began walking. “Don’t thank me. I don’t necessarily think that the things that make us feel free should be so constrained. But then... That’s just a man who’s been on the other side.” 

He managed to walk outside of the castle gates, watching Khion with interest but without prodding the excitement too much. Once they were on free grounds, he paused. “Give them a go. I imagine it’s been some time since they’ve stretched. Besides... you told me once it was quite the sight. I’m anticipating being in awe of you.”

[gideon-rechterx]

rhoankennedy​:

“I do.  But he has a couple of meetings.  Besides, thought you might have missed me.”  Rhoan teased right back, not at all deterred by what some might have considered a rejection.  The hellhound exhaled quietly and edged that tiny bit closer to Gideon to breath in the master’s scent, impatience and need clearly written all over the slave.  “Sex.  Lots of sex.”  He replied, nipping at Gideon’s jaw.  “Less there’s something else you need.”

Gideon chuckled as the other came into his space. “You’re being awfully bold, Rhoan.” He warned playfully. He could feel the heat radiating off the other. “Hands to yourself til’ we’re in my suite. Come on. Let’s get you more comfortable.” He offered pulling the other gently by his shirt. Once he had Rhoan behind the door, he turned and loosened his tie. “So... compared to other pups... how bad does a hellhounds heat get? I thought you already liked it hot.”

[gideon-rechterx]

ilyalenkov​:

`Ilya frowned moving so he could see the other more clearly, Gideon being one the few that he could stand within the council. “If it could have been pushed back i would have done so.” He said, if it hadn’t been so important to his job and country he would have moved it. “We’re Russians, we can handle anything. They’ll get to enjoy this week to it’s full extent now that we’re done.” He turned back to the bar once he had joined him on the stool next to him. He’d wave at the bartender for another drink. “Better than expected, just more politics.”

He took the drink the bartender offered him, leaning on the wood and nodding. “As it always seems to be. I’ll have to bring in some government officials from home myself soon. Murder in the streets. My people fighting among themselves. It’s all messy. Humans never seem to learn. And now with Iran picking fights, it’s only a matter of time before your government steps in to hand my governments asses to them. I think I need to let them this time. We’ve been to confident, too cocky for too long.”

[gideon-rechterx]

Gideon sat at his desk trying to respond to emails from others regarding the most recent disparaging news. Murder in a synagogue of all things. How lucky some were to be experiencing the heat. They could easily be distracted from the bigger things going on. As his office door opened, Gideon’s eyes glanced upwards from his typing, though he continued to write the email hoping whatever it was that was being brought to him, or whomever, it was something that could be dealt with quickly. “If you’re in need of something, you can leave word on my desk. Unless it is dire. In that case, state your business. If I can help, I shall. If it’s about the damned heat... well, nature wins out all else I suppose.”

@krovscastlestarters​

[cairogaudetdeluca]

Cairo was heading to get his suppressants for this round of heat. It was worse in reality than the simulation, but in the castle it was compounded by the desire of others. His last two years he’d been able to seclude himself. Here that was impossible. He had to work, he had to be out among everyone. Normally he could have teleported, but he wasn’t focused, not even being an expert in any magic made it flawless to execute if he wasn’t in the right state of mind. That was something both Raph and Aurelius instilled in his training. 

It was a much farther walk from his suite to his office where he’d left the suppressants. Next time he’d have to split them between his room and office, also make sure he kept a damn eye on the calendar. He was trying to stay on target, stay focused, ignore the smells around him and sounds he could pick up. Course that all back fired when he caught the scent of a familiar councilman. 

The young medium wasn’t exactly himself. Those feline features that he never let show were there now. Black ears and a black tail, not exactly as fluffy as Lucien’s with the mix of genetics. Course the Gaudet line in that half neko form wasn’t some cute thing, they were all full grown men and they reflected that with their muted feline features. Cairo included. 

“What are you doing out here Gideon?” Cairo asked, like Gideon didn’t have any reason or right to be in the hall with him. Course Cairo didn’t stop in his tracks, but was still closing the distance between them with more determined steps. 

@gideon-rechterx

[gideon-rechterx]

Gideon was heading back to his office when he saw Cairo in the halls. The other locked eyes with him and all but strode up to him with a certain look. One that had Gideon stilled for just a moment as he watched the other come closer. Gideon had to admit, he’d never seen Cairo’s form when the feline features came about, and he had to admit there was something almost adorable about it. Looking him over, he folded his arms behind his back and watched Cairo carefully, trying to decide if he wanted to tease the other or just banter with him. “Heading back to my office to do work since some of my council members are a little.... distracted presently. Do I not have permission to be out in the hall? Have I breached security?” 

He took one more step towards the other and felt the heat radiating towards him. “Then again you look like you need to cool down a little. How can I help? I have fresh drinks back in my office. Perhaps I can provide you some relief there.” The coy smile toyed at the edge of his lips as he waited for Cairo to respond. 

[gideon-rechterx]

icebird-khion​:

“If that’s the case, then call me Khion, Gideon,” the pamola responded with a widening grin. “Mr. Brookes was my father.” Or at least the man he knew as such. Khion’s birth wasn’t exactly the normal reproduction between two people as his creation occurred spontaneously through magical forces of nature. He took one last puff of his cigarette before putting it out, laughing lightly. “I am, yeah. Snow, cold, and ice are all my thing. Something so beautiful can be so deadly in those frosty patterns. I kinda wish I could enjoy it properly,” he admitted. The collar around his neck kept his wings and magic firmly bound away. “How were your holidays?” Khion asked. “You do anything special?” 

“Khion.” He sent back with a small smile. “I went back home. Celebrated. While I’m not a man firm in religion, I am a man firm in tradition. Hannukkah remains quite special to me. Recovering Jerusalem was a big win in my country. Perhaps one day you’ll get to hear all of my stories.” When Khion mentioned being unable to truly enjoy himself, Gideon sighed before he pulled out his phone. A quick text, a transfer of funds.... He looked up at the other and moved to put his hand on the collar, lowering the lock it had on Khion’s magic. “While my travels were fun, consider this the something special. But let me remind you... This is me giving you berth I don’t often hand out. Use it wisely. I’ll have to move it back up when you have to go back from our rental.” He explained letting his finger tips graze along Khion’s jawline. While Gideon now sat in a place of power, his original place was quite like the others when he was alive. “Would you like to go outside the castle to the village with me? Spread your wings a little?”

[ilyalenkov]

He very much knew what this week would entail, and usually he’d spend it within his own rooms away from the madness. Usually, however, his business has pulled him from the safety of his rooms this day. Not that he was gettng much of anything done with Rhoan around, nearly humping at his leg at any opportunity that he got. The vampire had booked out the game room for a few hours that afternoon, meeting with some important people in regards to the country he overlooked. When the meeting was finished he decided to hang near the bar, a half empty glass sat on the bar top as he thought over everything that had been talked about prior. Not anticipating someone would come up to him, he made it so he was as unviting as possible so he wouldn’t have to mingle. 

“If you’re going to stare might as well say something, or move along. I’ve no patience for games.” He’d say fully away of the irony of where they were, the games surrounding them would have others thinking otherwise. 

@krovscastlestarters​

[gideon-rechterx]

“Oh please, Ilya. Keep that sour tone.” Gideon half chided as he sat beside the other councilman. “You must be mad bringing people here when the wolves and other creatures are practically mounting light posts when they can’t get a fix. People from my country would never come again if they came now.” He offered as he unbuttoned his jacket to settle onto a stool. “How’d it go? Everything running smoothly in your neck of the woods?”

[rhoankennedy]

Rhoan had been dreading the upcoming heat, knowing just how damn close it was with how moody and territorial he’d been getting over things.  The hellhound had been slightly less concerned about the whole thing after Ilya had claimed him since it meant he wouldn’t wake up completely surrounded by a bunch of other poor bastards going through the same thing, but he knew it was still going to be rough.  At least he’d had his master to keep him well and distracted for a majority of the morning, but once Ilya had left the suite, the omega knew that he was going to have to go in search of someone else for the day.  Preferably an alpha, though the hellhound sure as hell wasn’t going to be picky with what he could get.

It took very little time for Rhoan to find someone, the hellhound almost immediately getting into their space, want and need practically radiating off him.  “Hello.”  He greeted with a little smirk, tilting his head.  “Think we could help each other out here for a few hours?”

@krovscastlestarters​

[gideon-rechterx]

Gideon found the castle more amusing than usual when heat week hit. People were more than willing to toss their inhibitions aside to please some carnal desire and while he usually didn’t bother, he did notice the other in his space. Quite well into it as a matter of fact. Tilting his head in return and smirking, he pressed a finger to Rhoan’s chest. “I believe you have a master that can help you with that now.” Teasing of course. Rhoan was a sight to behold in his own right but watching him be needy compared to how he’d been when he first got here was surely quite the amusing change. “But I’m sure I could be persuaded. What’s in it for me?”

[icebird-khion]

Winters in Russia were brutal. It reminded Khion of home back in Hell, although Oymyakon certainly took the cake for having the coldest season. Fortunately, Khion preferred the cold, darkness and ice empowering him even if he couldn’t use that energy with the godforsaken collar around his neck sealing his abilities and true form away. At least he still retained his natural immunity to his element, which meant that he was one of the very few slaves outside in the garden today enjoying the snow-covered ground and frosty air. He’d bargained for a cigarette from one of the guards, enjoying the peace and quiet as he leaned against a tree and smoked. His bright eyes rose as he heard footsteps crunching through the snow and he smiled as he recognized Gideon Rechter. 

“Councilman,” he greeted him with a polite nod and a charming grin. “Nice to see you again. Enjoying the weather today?” 

@gideon-rechterx​

[gideon-rechterx]

Khion was easy to marvel over. Especially in the chill, which was his element. Approaching, slowly, he took the time to notice how at ease the other looked. Although being addressed as councilman brought an amused feature to his face. “And here I presumed we could be cordial enough for you to call me Gideon, Mr. Brookes.” He looked around at the snow and the frost and nodded. “I enjoy the winter months. Water in all of it’s forms is appreciated. Particularly when it turns into frost. Beautiful patterns can be made from harsh things.” Nodding to Khion, he returned the question. “And you? Feeling at home here in the freezing temps?”

[mayorofkrovstown]

   Richard was going for a walk in the gardens that surrounded his home, a little bit of magic he had used so that he had patches of green in this cold tundra. He had invited one of the councilman to join him, he planned on bringing up several ideas he had for the town, if they could really set into an era of expansion, they could really create a healthy and vibrant community that could allow the castle to prosper. Smiling when he saw them approaching. 

“Gideon, so glad you could join me here, I know the trip from the castle can be quite time consuming for someone important, but I promise this meeting promises to be just that, promising for our little community here.” 

@gideon-rechterx

[gideon-rechterx]

Gideon let himself into the home and sought out Richard as he made his way out to the gardens. It was always interesting when someone was sure that because Gideon appeared to be the most calm of the council members that they thought he would be easiest to approach. Looks could be deceiving but he was always willing to give someone a fair chance. A small grin hit his features as he stood with hands behind his back. “Oh, well. In that case, consider me ears. Are we staying here in your garden? Or would you like to get something to eat.”

[gideon-rechterx]

Gideon made his way down to the undercroft with two intentions. One was to get the other in some clothes. The second was to get him out so they could spend some time together. Get more familiar. The last time, Gideon had pondered on it but business always seemed to call. Not today. Today his attentions were on Sidney. "Hello." He greeted, stopping in the other's bunk area. He placed a bag on the other's bed. "Things I think you'd look nice in. If you'd like to wear them." He offered, folding his hands before him. "I want you to spend a few days with me. Get to know one another. Are you in?"

@sidney-taptiklis​

[gideon-rechterx]

witchysethharper​:

“Really?” Seth sounded surprised by that, blinking twice at Gideon. He honestly couldn’t believe that with how calm and collected he acted. Course Seth only knew the councilman personally a very short time so that was just going off what he had seen. “It’s… not easy,” he admitted, dropping his gaze to the floor. The thought of something to eat on its way had Seth’s temper waning further although his hunger remained intact. “All this, I mean. It’s different. A big change.” And Seth never liked changes. “And man I really fucking miss pizza and mac and cheese and beer.” 

Gideon’s face calmed and smoothed as the other expressed frustration. “Sometimes I find that when I really miss something I crave I can almost taste it when I make someone eat it before I feed.” He offered with a slight grin. “I’m not perfect Seth. Someone injured gets too close when I haven’t fed for a while, and it can get ugly. The difference is that I don’t want to be this monster. I would like for people to trust me. And trust that I can be counted on in stressful situations. It’s not just here I have to maintain myself. I have a whole country I call home, too.” The door clicked open, and the two slaves came in, Gideon instructing them to the couches. “Don’t make a mess, please.” He added as he moved to sit once more. 

[stigranselm]

It had been some time since Stigr’s last visit to the castle, that trip having been cut exceptionally short when he was called back to business a month into his stay.  The councilman had been kept away due to various reasons, his country and the businesses that he ran keeping him distracted, but Stigr was finally back after two years of absence.  It seemed that he’d chosen an interesting time to return, the full moon affecting a good majority of the castle.  Stigr was sure it would be very entertaining to witness, but for now, he was more focused on getting his suite into order, the vampire always very particular about his personal spaces.

He’d asked for a slave or staff to be brought up to help him get things settled and assumed that they were the ones who walked through the door he’d left open.  “Good.  About time.”  Stigr commented quietly, not bothering to look up from where he was arranging things in the kitchen.  “I’ll need you to take those bags by the door to the bedroom.  I should be there shortly.”  When he didn’t hear them doing as instructed after a minute or so, the councilman glanced over, impatience flickering very briefly across his features.  “Well?  Do as you’re told.”

@krovscastlestarters​

[gideon-rechterx]

Gideon had heard the councilman of Sweden had returned. However, what he hadn’t done was come to see him just yet. Unfortunately a few matters for his own country were at the forefront of his mind of late. The tensions in Ukraine were sparking their own issues in his country, so often war ravaged. He made his way in following a staff member who was.... unfortunately without hearing. The councilman’s ire was not to be trifled with and Gideon stepped in the way, signing to the staff before him. Nodding and practically running, the other began putting things away. Gideon turned and grinned to the other.

“You’ve been away too long, my friend. We’ve begun to hire staff who are differently abled. We’re an equal opportunity employer now.” He joked as he offered up a bottle of blood wine from his own reserves. “It’s been a while. What could have possibly kept you from us for so long? Don’t tell me Sweden has been facing as much war as my country.”