Exulibus Angelus

Puella nihil magis.

[jaysseverland-blog]

Chase <3

I’m gonna send as many as I can. @demonicpeterpan

[demonicpeterpan-deactivated2016]

ooc: He’s in hospital garb, how fitting.

ooc: And this actually looks like they’re on Severland island. lol  Look at that machete. 

[jayvanderelst-blog]

the last one was absolutely necessary 

[dennys]

This is the golden cake. Reblog the golden cake for outrageous fortune in 2016.

[omgthatdress]

Saoirse Ronan looks like she skinned a mermaid to make her dress and I love it.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

She did because this is Jay @demonicpeterpan

[severlandrp-deactivated20160531]

Tinkerbell is now on reserve. :)

Also to everyone who is new to role-playing on Tumblr.  If any of you for some reason change the url for your blogs because you want a different name or something please inform me.  If you change the url, it will not pass over to our Master List.  So just send me a quick message if you do end up changing your url at any time and I will update your Follow link with the new one.

We are finally going to host the Soul Harvest this week!  It is going to take place on Friday at 8:00pm EST.  This event is mandatory when it comes to voting.  However, you do not have to be present for the actual scheduled event.  To brush up on how this event works here are the rules: Soul Harvest Rules.  (Anyone currently on hiatus is excused.)

A brief overview of the Soul Harvest.  Submit your vote for any character to Pan’s Shadow any time this week before the cut off time on Friday.  At 8:00 pm, Pan’s shadow will post all the votes on the dashboard as well as a tally and of course the person who becomes a Enslaved Soul.  If anyone has any questions about this event just let me know. :)

~ Admin

[prettybuttercup]

Severland Characters - Peter Pan; sassy, conceited demon

( @demonicpeterpan )

Please don’t repost, that would make a terrible human being.

[demonicpeterpan-deactivated2016]

“I’m flawless.”

“As usual”

[wulfert-deactivated20230629]

The blood is rare, and sweet as cherry wine.

[atzera]

Saoirse Ronan photographed by Ben Rayner for TIME OUT New York, 2016.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

“Master T?” Jay’s smirk evolved into a full grin. “Master Twat, that is. Tell me, do you just sit in here all day and think of things to call yourself that gets you off, or do you actually get any action besides your own hand?” Jay cocked a hip and cut her cousin off before he could reply. “Show me what you want. If it’s anything less than spectacular, I will personally scalp that cocky head of yours and shove the carnage up your ass. You’re flamboyant enough to pull off a tail, as it is.” 

[ap-o-ll-o]

“ marred grace “

[ap-o-ll-o]

Jay had sensed the absurd little boy eyeing her as she had conversed with Tobias. Light as a feline and quick as a shadow, she trailed the boy, sensing the storm of emotions and thoughts that raged inside of his brain. Jay stood centimeters behind him, snaking an unseen arm around to the boy’s front to grip him by the neck and force him to face her. Jay was a huntress who did not like being hunted, and this foolish boy, whose hair gave the distinct impression of him sticking a few fingers into an electrical socket, and made a lame attempt to garner her attention. Now he had, and Jay relished that he would not appreciate it for long. Her palm pressed into the ridges of his throat, while her fingers curled bruisingly around his jaw. “What are you exactly?” Jay all but hissed, her eyes boring into the wide irises of the boy she had ensnared.

By reflex, the lad’s hands were about to fight back the sudden brawny grip on his neck, then all at once, just as Charlie was forced to face the stranger, surprisingly his eyes snapped in astonishment; he nearly swoon.Good gracious it’s her!~ The beautiful young woman his eyes sneakily peeped at for a hundred times maybe. Who would have thought his wishes could still be granted. What a grace. ~whistles~

Charlie’s heart beat promptly beating loud as his widely opened eyes fixes at the others, gazing the ravishing masterpiece so close, she’s close..too close that he could ever think of.  The ambiance is like ploddingly dancing in the melody that girds his ears as sparks glitters around the unfazed features of the young woman. Alright, he’s not dreaming.

“Hh—hi ..” Charlie feels like coughing as the stranger put him in a choke hold. “Would you..” He reaches the fingers curled around his jaw, and gently take hold of it to place it down as a pleasing smile curves his lips with his eyes enduring a glint of humor. “I’m..you can call me a.. a uh..warden. A new one. /gulped/ the name is Charlie Light by the way. But if you’d not mind to give me an hour with you, I’ll tell you a story that you’ll find me a lot more interesting.”

He grins, thinking if he could just reveal he was a light prince from Olympus, though he’s now an outcast, (that’d be funny), or lately just a fish catch? Taken by a conceited blonde weirdo who’s probably waiting for him any time soon. Very..lame indeed. He sighed softly, having an identity crisis.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

Jay’s mouth fell slightly open in utter bewilderment as her eyes flicked between the boy called Charlie’s fingers clutched around hers and his eyes. For the first time in centuries, Jay had been caught completely off guard, if only for a moment, her spluttering stuck in her throat. Regaining her composure, Jay’s mouth closed and tilted into a small, sweet smile. ~This idiot..~ She thought with venom as she reached a hand up to softly twirl a lock of her hair around her finger, maintaining the facade of utter sugar. If this boy were stupid enough to fall into her hands, she would be more than satisfied to add him to her collection of toys. “My name is Jay... Jay Vanderelst. Who are you exactly, Charlie?”  Jay’s voice was pure syrup, as she shyly glanced at him through tangled eyelashes. ~If you think I won’t castrate you the minute you’ve finished, and cemented your toddler penis to your forehead, then you have another thing coming, my pet~ Jay’s thoughts were savage, her desire to crush coursing through every vein. 

[vraimentality]

Always keep your profile game strong, no matter how much your kidneys try and kill you.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

post-surgery aesthetic 

[ap-o-ll-o]

“ marred grace “

Charlie’s been rather bored after he lazily strolled the lavish place around quite a couple times. For the past hours, he observed the peculiar dorms lined up and parallel beyond the slightly reticent hall, dominated by eccentric kinds. One time, he passed by an open door, spotted a beautiful lady out of the corner of his eye. Very enticing that Charlie had to peek oftentimes to remember that appealing face. But knowing she’s talking to someone, the lad felt conscious to step in, and throw any greetings; at the meantime he was somewhat aware that he was sauntering a female dorm.. so he better swoosh off before they would notice him. Nope. Not really. He wants attention, especially that gorgeous chick. Disregarding the trial, he might be closer to heaven right now~

“Oh damn.” Charlie wondered if he could ever become readjusted to this sort of life. It’s absurd, his realization only came late as if he was half way down the sidewalk. Now that he’s outside, escaping has never been his choice, evading a mystery would be foolish..

Honestly, the lad seemed more surprise at this very moment than by the time he was captured by a strange regal blonde. Charlie laughs, practically despising himself even more as he scratches his curls. What would the gods think of him now? Stupid. That’s all.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

Jay had sensed the absurd little boy eyeing her as she had conversed with Tobias. Light as a feline and quick as a shadow, she trailed the boy, sensing the storm of emotions and thoughts that raged inside of his brain. Jay stood centimeters behind him, snaking an unseen arm around to the boy’s front to grip him by the neck and force him to face her. Jay was a huntress who did not like being hunted, and this foolish boy, whose hair gave the distinct impression of him sticking a few fingers into an electrical socket, and made a lame attempt to garner her attention. Now he had, and Jay relished that he would not appreciate it for long. Her palm pressed into the ridges of his throat, while her fingers curled bruisingly around his jaw. “What are you exactly?” Jay all but hissed, her eyes boring into the wide irises of the boy she had ensnared.

[justdiethanks-deactivated201605]

jayvanderelst

Jay sensed Tevares probing at her, trying to figure out what side of the scale she leant towards. It was just like him to read into her every movement, to evaluate and question every word that fell from her lips. They could often find themselves uncertain of one another, but at the end of it all, Tevares knew Jay and Jay knew Tevares. “Oh Tev, darling,” Jay chirped, “I’m not merely thinking. I’m stating the obvious.” Jay tapped her fingers against the frame of the door, her nails making small, threatening sounds at the contact. “You want to send this derelict, imbecile-laden place sailing into the brimstone of hell on a silver platter, while screams echo throughout the galaxy.” Jay suddenly dug her nails into the wooden frame and dragged them down, deep grooves following their path. “Your blood is my blood. My power is your power. Imagine the calamity of them combined.” Jay shrugged, and turned to disappear around the corner again. “If you can leave your fickleness and proclivity for tantrums at the door, come find me. You know where I stand.”

Tevares’ eyes shot to Jay’s nails tapping on the door.  By the way they were making small scratching noises, he could tell they were itching to sink themselves into someone’s flesh.  Tevares could wholeheartedly relate.  The magic that restricted students from violence set him on edge and he found himself twitching every now and then, erratic impulses to smash a window or snap a neck, screaming inside him.  

Jay was correct about the first part: “You want to send this derelict, imbecile-laden place sailing into the brimstone of hell on a silver platter, while screams echo throughout the galaxy.”  The demoness’ poetry always brought a tiny smirk to Tevares lips.  She had such a way with words.  However, she still wasn’t grasping the point that Tevares was trying to get across.

A sudden grating noise made the hairs on the back of Tevares’ neck stand on end.  His features scrunched into a small wince at how unpleasant the sound was. He glanced over at the door where five ragged claw marks were left behind in the stead of Jay’s nails.  “You’re mistaken,” said Tevares boldly, roping her back into their conversation before she could disappear.  He remained perched on the edge of his bed frame, sucking his finger dry of blood. “Why gain what we already have?”

He glanced up then, locking his gaze with hers.  He didn’t want an answer.  He wanted her to wonder what he meant.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

Jay felt the pull to remain in the room with a tinge of annoyance. Tevares loved remaining in control of any given situation, and thus would not allow her to lead any conversation. However, Tevares’ lofty words did strike a cord with her, as she turned to meet her cousin’s fixed gaze. “Typical. You have to know something I don’t.” Jay sighed and folded her arms across her chest, her steely gaze unwavering as she considered her cousin for a moment. “You’re trying to goad me into asking what you mean, so that you can retain control over whatever it is we’re going to do. I won’t beg you, Tevares. I don’t beg. Either tell me what you mean or go on renovating your room into a ‘human brothel,’” Jay wiggled her two fingers in quotation marks in the air, “and waste your potential.”

[sersh]

Saoirse Ronan on the red carpet at the 73rd Annual Golden Globe Awards held at the Beverly Hilton Hotel on January 10, 2016 in Beverly Hills, California

[inquisitiveg]

Saoirse Ronan attends the 73rd Annual Golden Globe Awards on January 10, 2016 in Beverly Hills, California.

[vikander]

Saoirse Ronan attends the 73rd Annual Golden Globe Awards held at the Beverly Hilton Hotel on January 10, 2016 in Beverly Hills, California.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

Jay spun sharply around, her eyes glinting with amusement. Without hesitation, she bounded forward and pulled Tobias by the front of his shirt down to her level, her lips very nearly brushing his. “Let’s see if you can keep up, shall we?” She nearly sang before releasing him and turning on her heel to disappear. 

[tobias-mace-blog]

Tobias waited a few moments, wondering whether he should just let her go, but decided he wasn’t going to. What did he have to lose? He moved after her quickly, closing the distance easily. He grabbed her wrist to spin her around as he pressed her up against the wall, closing the gap between them to kiss her hard. Feisty and beautiful.

[jayvanderelst-blog]

Jay could not deny the small gust of surprise that had caught her from being pushed up and kissed. She allowed the boy four seconds- four mississippi’s, of bliss before breaking the meeting of their lips, not missing the way a noise of impatience gurgled in the back of Tobias’ throat. Jay snuck her hand between them and snaked it up to cup his face. “If you ever feel compelled to do that again..” She said, her voice low and ragged. Her other hand made its way up to Tobias’ face and she locked his head between her hands, half clawing his face with her nails, serving as her warning. “I shall bite your tongue off and shove it down the hole in your pathetic dick that you seem to use as your brain.” 

[jayvanderelst-blog]

“And you think you’re worthy of that, are you?” Jay purred, turning her torso ever so slightly to keep Tobias’ greedy fingers from getting too close to her skin. “Did you not get your fill of your own anguish when you were a pathetic little human, or are you just that masochistic?” 

[tobias-mace-blog]

Tobias laughed, pulling his hand away from her. “You are a lot of fun, Jay,” Tobias told her, moving to circle her himself this time and stopping behind her as he whispered in her ear. “I’ll enjoy playing these games with you.”

[jayvanderelst-blog]

Jay spun sharply around, her eyes glinting with amusement. Without hesitation, she bounded forward and pulled Tobias by the front of his shirt down to her level, her lips very nearly brushing his. “Let’s see if you can keep up, shall we?” She nearly sang before releasing him and turning on her heel to disappear.