#spring mischief 2025

[ggaudetmd]

That fucking horny spell was going to make Gabriel lose his mind.

Even the delicate brush of his custom-made Italian suit against his skin was enough to send shockwaves of an almost orgasmic sensation through his spine, forcing him to stand as still as possible every few seconds to try to recollect himself. Furthermore, Nöel’s little retaliation over his innocent attempt at getting to know him better was only making things worse, forcing the warlock to literally come in his pants like a damned preadolescent boy every time someone spoke his name. Honestly, he was starting to see Lucien’s point about murdering the youngest of the Gaudet twins. Shame his father didn’t kill him hard enough.

The point was, Gabriel was mentally and sexually frustrated. Luckily, his father seemed to have decided to cut him some slack at work for those two weeks, because there was no way he was going to get anything done with all of those hellish curses cast on him. But Gabriel was still a spiteful creature, and if he had a problem, he was determined to make sure that everyone around him also had a problem. So, when a guy with majestic dark hair looked at him for an instant too long—not that he could really be blamed, since Gabriel was currently a sweaty mess, his body trembling under the weight of the spell—while he was walking through the halls of the castle, the warlock made sure to use his empathic magic to try to project the emotional component of his distress onto the other’s mind. He didn’t know if his psychic attack had any chance of succeeding, with his unfocused mind and the possibility of the other being shielded against telepaths. He slumped his back on the wall, slightly panting and yet grinning devilishly. He had come to the castle to find someone to make his current predicament a bit more bearable, after all. “Like what you see?” He breathed in a huff, his skin on fire and his Incubus charm turned to one hundred. “I’m not trying to be snarky, I’m genuinely asking. I could use some help if you’re down.”

@thebloodofbriar

[thereapernoel]

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Noel had known the spell he cast, but hadn't exactly really thought through how it would affect Tiernan. He realized, slightly too late when his back hit the bed and the ghoul was atop him. "I should have changed your species." He said to those lips that were inches from his own, but he didn't exactly hate the feel of the ghoul atop him. Especially with his power back. "Maybe something half as powerful, a cambion or better yet a nephilim." Because he knew there was nothing holy in Tiernan."

@masterxtiernan

[shadedempsey]

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"No this is how I tell what kinda mood your moody ass is in."

@witchysethharper

[ggaudetmd]

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Gabriel laughed in a coquettish way, tucking a loose strand of wavy dark hair behind his ears and taking a few steps closer to the handsome stranger. “What can I say? I’m just that good at reading people!” He exclaimed with a little bow, his black eyes with shiny blue irises lingering over the imposing figure of his new acquaintance. Even wearing heels, that new body was so much smaller than what he was used to. At least he still had his long horns to make him feel taller. He laid his hands on the man’s chest, caressing his strapped pecs and making his way towards his shoulder. “I’m impressed. You look even more feminine than I do. I have to love the confidence.” He teased in a low purr, tipping his head to the side. Not exactly true, since Gabriel was wearing a short, sequin, red cocktail dress and thigh-high black boots, but what could he say? He was the son of Lucien Gaudet, the mighty high drag bitch herself. He was never going to admit it, but he was having quite a bit of fun experimenting with that weird spell.

@imgoin-ghost

[ggaudetmd]

“Oh, did I do something bad? I’m really sorry; I tripped, and this thing just fired. I’m such a klutz.” Gabriel chuckled, slapping the palm of his hand on his forehead; his signature innocent bimbo tone was made even more believable by his high-pitched and yet raspy voice. Standing at a proud 5’3, Gabriel’s current body would barely look intimidating to a child, even with his Incubus traits forced in full display. To be quite frank, he didn’t mind it at all: seeming excessively sweet and naive to get strangers to make them lower their guard was his go-to strategy. He had to admit that certain personalities in that hell-forsaken place made it so hard not to go into a telekinetic neck-snapping spree, but Spring mischief seemed like a good chance to go back to his roots. He had taken from the castle’s weird wardrobe something he could see a girl he would date actually wear: a simple yet elegant long white dress, styled with a sharp black and white fascinator, white décolleté stilettos, and a black leather cropped jacket, just to spice it up a little.

He tucked a strand of long, dark hair behind his ear, lifting himself a couple of centimeters off the ground with his magic and gliding towards the guard. He tugged at the collar of the uniform, starting to fix it with a big smile and a doe-eyed face. “Why don’t you tell me your name so I can properly apologize to you, handsome?” He asked, visualizing his Incubus charm like a mist that spread through his voice. He didn’t actually possess hypnotizing powers like a full-blooded demon, and although he could resort to his mind-bending magic to obtain the same result, he didn’t see any reason to spoil the fun by making things that easy on himself.

@mannythejaguar

[ggaudetmd]

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"Oh, come on, sweetie, do not look at me like that!" He grinned, his own body itching with the tingling sensation of the spell that was cast on him. Usually, pride was the sin guiding his every choice: if he saw an opportunity to get ahead of anyone else and prove he was the best at whatever he put his mind into, he would definitely choose to screw his opponents over rather than just screw them. In that moment, however, his Incubus' senses were in overdrive, demanding to be fed by Kaden's muscular figure until the Kresnik had nothing more he could give him. Resisting the temptation to tear his clothes off and make the cop his in every way imaginable was torture; luckily, he was kind of into that. "I promise I'm going to make this really fun for the both of us. Just say yes, and I'll make sure to be the Gaudet of your dreams." He played with the sleek black remote in his hand, turning it around with precise movements of his long, elegant fingers. He took a few steps towards Kaden, resting his arms on his shoulders and pulling him into a delicate, lascivious hug. "I've been so rude to you at the ball; let me make it up to you." He purred with half a crooked smile as he bit his lower lip. Still grinning, he pressed one of the buttons on the remote, activating the vibrator inside Kaden to the maximum intensity at his disposal.

@kresnikxkaden

[ggaudetmd]

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“Oh, do not be coy with me, Doctor Surendra, we’ve got much to discuss.” Gabriel stated in what would have come out as a cheerful yet slightly menacing tone, if he weren’t sniffling repeatedly through his words. His usually tanned complexion was slightly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and tired. He had meant to ask his colleague about his mysterious research project since that animal of Dmitri had blabbered out about it a few weeks earlier, but he never found the right chance to do it. The thought of spiking Ravi’s drink with a truth potion had crossed his mind, but he could not risk receiving a formal complaint from a colleague while his father was watching and assessing his every move. That stupid celebration would have been the perfect occasion to get the other doctor to spill all of his secrets if he weren’t turned into a human that was probably about to die. But Gabriel was nothing if not persistent, so he had decided to corner Ravi in his lab while there was no one there. “A little birdie told me you’ve been a busy bee. Since when do we do research about heart diseases here?” He asked, crossing his arms over his white coat to keep his shivering body a bit warmer. “And what’s with the twinkish look? He looks pretty.” He smiled, giving Ravi a puckish once-over, before being hit by a coughing fit that shook his whole body. Jesus Christ, how did humans do it?

@ravisurendra

[ggaudetmd]

Role Reversal

"Funny." He said, trying to break his wrists free from the handcuffs that tied his arms behind his back. The damned things didn't even budge. "Okay, mister kidnapper, what do you want from me?" He said, in an annoyed, sarcastic tone. "Please set me free, I'll do anything if you promise not to harm me."