#benjamin-redfield

[yipxkrovs]

Starter for @benjamin-redfield​​

“I sense that you are disappointed.” Yip entered the cellar of the Omyakon Village‘s church. Knew that he would find the Councilman of America down here in the dark. “Now that the Fae King has fallen. You have hoped for him to be a better challenge, didn’t you? Or rather, should I say a better entertainment?”

The church somehow survived the war without a single scratch on the white wall, but it didn’t escape the fate of being used by the vampire forces. Once a holy place, now a place to hold captured prisoners.

And those unfortunate among them who would be drag down into the darkness for pain and agony.

“Now that the war is almost over, what’s your plan? Still considering about going back to the state?” He asked, leaned against the wall as he watched the other man.

[thecharleswinchester]

[ gag ]

One day, Charlie would learn to stop trying to antagonize someone like Ben.  Or to learn not to rise to the man’s bait.  Today, apparently, was not that day.  The dragon had been about snap something else at the councilman, when the man moved faster than he was expecting and there was suddenly a damn gag in his mouth.  Charlie blinked and then glared up at Ben once again, trying to say something else around the gag.

[nottheangel-raphael]

👙

Raphael rarely ever did this kind of thing for anyone, especially during Valentine’s season, but Ben was special. He’d ordered two items online, and the moment they delivered, he tore into the boxes and smiled to himself. He slipped on the lacey red thong with garter, adjusting everything properly. He then covered himself with a long, tan trench coat, grabbed a second shopping bag, and headed towards the other councilman’s suite. He struck a seductive pose, immediately opening the coat the second Ben answered the door, grinning proudly at him. “Happy Valentine’s, I got you something. And it’s not just me.” Raph held out the shopping bag now with a little something he’d gotten for Ben. “You up for some fun together?” 

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(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY PROMPTS   !    

[familiar-finn]

💃

“Aww, you wanna dance with lil ole me? I’d love to, babe,” he replied, grinning, “What kind of music are we dancin’ to, Ben?”

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(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY PROMPTS   !    

[nottheangel-raphael]

Here Kitty Kitty

The next character to say “Here Kitty Kitty” in my askbox owns my character leashed, gagged, with their hands tied behind his back and blindfolded for 48 hours.

[aleixo-pallis]

🕸🏚

🕸: Does your muse make their own costumes or buy them in-store?

Aleixo buys them in store whenever he has to wear something like a Halloween costume.  He has the skill to make his own, but often doesn’t have the time and would rather not waste the effort on something he’ll probably only wear once.

🏚 : How does your muse feel about haunted houses?

Doesn’t care for them, mostly because he doesn’t understand paying to be scared.

[thecharleswinchester]

Charlie really hadn’t thought that Kris could outdo the nun outfit, but he’d been proven wrong earlier that morning when the man had arrived at Raphael’s suite with the current outfit that the dragon was wearing.  It was a costume that was clearly meant to be a sexy version of a female gladiator, complete with fake breasts as well.  Which were thankfully smaller than they had been with the nun outfit, though that did nothing for the dragon’s mood.  His master had evidently enjoyed his costume so much that he just had to share it with the other Councilmen, which was the entire reason Charlie found himself knocking on the door to Ben’s private box before he entered.

“Raph thinks you’d enjoy this apparently, so.”  He did a poor attempt at a twirl.  “There, you’ve seen it, enjoy the fighting, bye.”  The dragon said all of this in a rush as he quickly began to back himself up towards the door again. 

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[drjeremyhamilton]

With Reginald busy, he tried to find one of the handful of people he knew around here. After a while of no success, he decided to just walk around and talk to anyone he would meet along the way. Unfortunately, all they wanted from him was anything but a nice conversation. Luckily they had no rights to him so he could reject them and go back to his quest to find someone to talk to. After at least half an hour of no success, he crossed paths with a familiar face. It took him a second to recognise him as a councilman. With a smile, he approached him. "Good afternoon, sir," while he didn't expect much it wouldn't hurt to try.

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