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[theartofruling]

Robin was over this night. There was way too much pretentiousness in one room. Too much flashiness and too many people trying too hard all for the sake of being noticed. She preferred the Widowed Oak any day. People drawing your likeness, giving readings. She didn’t need anyone to tell her that her life was not that great. It had started out day one that way. Just when she thought that she’d find a quiet corner to fall into the shadows of where she didn’t have to smile or pretend she knew what anyone was truly talking about when they started in on all the good these alliances would do, she realized her mistake. 

She rounded a corner and there he was. The man that had broken her. Demolished her. When she only had him, when her heart had never known love but found that love was Nate Dubois, he crushed her. He showed her that love meant nothing and heartache was all that this life could provide. Love was never enough to stop another from infidelity. “Can this night get any more unpleasant and fucking pretentious? Yes yes it can it seems.” @wickedgxmes​

[wickedgxmes]

@damagcs​

“Captain,” Nate teased, giving the other man a short nod of his head as he saw the Captain of the Winter Court filling his plate in the midst of the Banquet Hall. “I’m glad at least one of us is able to indulge himself. In fact, you should have a glass on me whilst I am wasting away on duty,” The joke came easy to the him complete with a charming smile that would typically only befitting when speaking to that of a dear friend. Even though Laszlo might have best been described a friend of connivence seeing that both would happily turn on each other at a moment’s notice if their high lords commanded it. 

[lepinedoree]

@theartofruling​

A party like this was hard to pass up, professionally speaking. The excuse to dress up, adorn herself with more than enough jewel encrusted roses to let everyone know just where her loyalties lie made her pastel wings twitter with delight.  So much wealth and power concentrated in one place..how this seemed like a good idea to anyone other than a thorn was beyond Idalis. Having so many marks in one place, with liquor flowing, would draw opportunists like moths to flame. And here they all were, so concentrated..corralled, one might even say. So much temptation would have been impossible to resist, if not for her date. Rather than try to hang on the arm of anyone she could convince to want, Idalis was happy to walk, arms linked with Jacen. The nymph was truly gratified when the Wild Hunt Fae had asked her to attend with him, and it was impossible to try and work when she could enjoy Jacen’s company. 

She plucked two flutes of champagne from a passing server. Beaming at her date for the night, Idalis offered one to Jacen and lifted the other in a toast. “I hope you’re having fun,” she couldn’t help but say. “I was wondering if you’d want to dance. Or we could see what the wait for a carriage would be?” It was an easy suggestion for the nymph to make as she looked up, soft brown doe-eyes assessing Jacen’s features. Idalis didn’t want to keep him from anything he wanted to do (or make him do anything he didn’t want to). Her smile turned a little shy as she realized that most of the time they’d spent together was either the forest or the gardens. “I guess a carriage ride through gardens..might be a little boring,” Idalis added a moment later as she slipped her arm around Jacen’s.

[sangue-e-luce]

The wedding of Gabriel Beaumont and Sophia Wren 

------Brayden’s outfit------

Brayden’s goal in life is to get as much attention as possible. Even if that means showing up to the royal wedding with an outfit that would stand out the most. Since he was forbidden from wearing white, he chose the next best thing, sparkles.  He knows that this outfit will probably annoy Gabriel, but he doesn’t care. As long as all eyes are on him, and he’s not the one getting married he is going to have a great time at the wedding. 

[voxdaemonica]

Astralis Event #1 - A Rose By Any Other Name - Celine’s Outfit

The plan to infiltrate the wedding of the Night Court and the Garden was one of Celine’s redeeming achievements. After weedling away valuable information from the fae, she fed it back to her leaders to ensure that the Resistance had a prominent, but invisible position among the event. Still, when someone proposed that she disguise herself as a servant, more than a few laughed openly at the idea. While she can maintain such a guise for a short amount of time, her combatative and dominant nature makes it impossible to keep it up forever. And so, she has instead decided to attend as a courtesan of sorts; one who caters to the depraved needs of those who enjoy that sort of power play. She has donned an unusual choice of outfit for that very role, opting for a powersuit that shows off her impressive figure and a draping body chain that leaves no question as to what her profession is.

Celine’s main purpose for being there is to keep the other Resistance members in line, making sure that anyone who’s close to blowing their cover is spirited off and out of sight. It’s a fitting role for a mistress, and one that she is viciously looking forward to. However, she cannot deny a certain...anticipation for seeing one particular nymph off for the last time. Not that she would ever admit that out loud, of course.

[rcsewatrs]

― 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 #𝟏

𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦, albeit thanks to his lord’s decree that he ‘branch out’ it seemed easier said than done. zol had a tendency to blend in rather than stand out ― yet in a crowd full of those keen on doing quite the opposite, any attempts at being minute would have a stark reaction. he supposed, for the sake of the event at place, that he might once be civil ― and rest assured, however, his purpose there was for secrets and nothing more.

[covrtofnightmares]

➤ Introducing. . . HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS LAURENT MORNINGSTAR, THE SERPENT OF THE FOREST

Exiled. Traitor. The snake in the grass. The lost prince. The bastard king.

Laurent Morningstar has been publicly defiled and slandered for most of his immortal life; considered a traitor by his own people and known throughout Astralis for his serpent-like behaviors, the exiled Prince of Wolves has taken his fractured reputation and made a legacy for himself. Attending the Beaumont-Wren wedding as the serving Spymaster of the Day Court, it is Laurent’s responsibility to gather intelligence and feel out the guests among the various courts and factions that make up the fae realms. 

Dressed in a style fitting for someone as openly promiscuous as Laurent, the Spymaster has chosen to don a regal, open robe and high-waisted trousers, made of the Day Court’s finest materials. A light golden ring with an ocean-marble design imprinted on the inside dons one of his fingers, glittering under the Night Court’s luminous chandeliers. The entire ensemble is paired with a golden crown, embedded with emeralds and featuring intertwining snakes. Lucien might have chosen to reject him, but Laurent stands in defiance of his younger brother’s orders this evening.

Laurent Morningstar is a prince, and he’ll be damned if he’s treated as anything less this evening.

[fatedfvllen]

A Rose By Any Other Name / Event One : Cian O’Gorman Esq. Attire

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.

             - W. Wordsworth