UNEARTHED.

[h0ttestcelebrities]

Emilia Clarke

[allaboutversace]

Emilia Clarke wearing Atelier Versace | Emmy Awards | September 2016

[venniatrix-a-blog]

               “ ----------- YOU’RE not from here, Nephilim. You’re a far way from home.” A small smile, dangerous as it is pretty, forges its way onto her lips. Dressed in royal garments from her head to toe, including the golden laurels weaved into her hair, she belongs to the fair folk. Except for one thing, the shadowhunter’s ring around her neck. heterochromatic eyes twinkle with a regal light, all of her hair neatly tucked away into a braided crown. raspberry lips press together to keep her smile all at once, the gentle marble-esque lines of her jaws exposed as she finally separates her petals to reveal pearl white teeth. The gesture is nearly too human, TOO HEAVENLY, and lacking the obvious faerie behavior.

                     FOR @nephiiliim

[remembcr-a-deactivated20161106]

erica: *tiptoes over, probably in the dark* *licks his abs* *runs out the room* -- venniatrix <3

LIGHTSABER ACTIVATED

[remembcr-a-deactivated20161106]

Kisses chu

▲ THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES  ▲ ACCEPTING

LOPSIDED GRIN and he leaned with both palmson the flat surface to support his upper half before peppering a trail of kisses all over her face, hoping she would stop STARING at him like she was going to murder him.             ‘ I’M SORRY — that I laughed && then pushed                you into a ball pit && then continued when you               sunk down and scared all the children.’

[heavenlyveined-a-blog]

             INSTAGRAM: Erica Coulter ( @venniatrix​ ) ft. Simon Lovelace ( @remembcr​ )

[sentinaels]

               it does seem like a shame to let such a fine steed go, but faerie rides are most often trained to go straight home without guidance, so drystan isn’t too worried about loss of property. the fabric of his clothes shimmers as he moves, silvery blue and moss green ; pale-gray green, the color of frosted grass. “ thank you for obliging, my lady. ” his tone does imply that it really is no choice, but seelies have always been big on courtesy. deference cannot hurt, especially for an envoy of a queen he does not trust, no more than he can rely on his own father. a shake of his head. “ apologies, but i will not. to be honest with you, you would fare better without me at your side. my sire and i have…a history. ” that is probably the simplest way to put it, even though said history involves cutting him from the faerie realm in its entirety. “ what i can and will do, however, is escort you as far as i am willing to make it. from there, i will either leave you in the company of my sister, whom the king favors more than i, or you can go on your own. your choice. ” then again, the notion of a choice is warped, and he does not doubt that as half-mortal as she is, the wisest option is obvious still.

[venniatrix-a-blog]

    she gives a kind nod, before she replies softly, her voice as light as a chime. “of course, my lord.” her voice is dry, as she knew there wasn’t much of a choice in the matter. her feet feel the earth underneath, through her shoes,  loose wisps of dark hair fluttering in the wind. “ no apologies are necessary. but your help is greatly appreciated. ” she wears her filtered mortality like a thin coat, it has always been something she graces upon quiet lightly.  as a parentless child and countless guardians, she could not understand what his relationship was to his linage, nor did she question it. “ perhaps... your sister would be more favorable than if I were to simply go alone the rest of the way. if it is not too much to ask for. ” the half-seelie presses her fingers to the hilt of her sword, feeling the rose and thorns carved into the metal before she presses the soft gem at the bottom, turning it into nothing more than a shimmer bracelet that coils around her wrist and then around her middle digit like a ring. 

[heavenlyveined-a-blog]

                     SAINTS. What we call ‘holier than thou’ people, right?  So, would it be sacrilegious for a high end strip club to carry the name? But here, the name isn’t just something artificial —– it’s literal. The girls here are so pretty and the guys are hot, they MIGHT save your soul; the drinks are strong, and the atmosphere? There’s something about it that makes everyone who enters feel right at home. But there’s no judgement here, and there’s nothing holy about Saints.

                    Sure, it may look like a luxury strip club, but if you live behind the scenes —- there’s so much more to be discovered. There’s corruption & power, drugs, sex, and other alluring dangers. dancers, staff, clientele, and anyone with their money in the right places find the rush of lies, lust, and other possibly deadly sins poised at their throats. but here, troubles are left at the door and one question is to remain: how might your soul be saved?? Because at the end of the day —– we’re all just vixens and hounds.

RULES

it’s advised that if you are triggered by any of the following themes, you reconsider if this verse is one you will be comfortable in; sex, drugs, alcohol, substance abuse, language, & addiction.

all muns must be over the age of eighteen due to the content of this verse.

all canon & oc characters are welcome, no duplicates unless discussed between muns.

human only verse.

make an effort to interact with all verse members! Discuss plots and associations if you wish beforehand.

bo not godmode other characters, stir up hate, or be rude ooc. you will be removed from the group.

be sure to let an admin know of any major verse happenings (character deaths, etc)

positions are open for dancers, bouncers, clients, dealers, waiters/waitresses, tech guys, high rollers & anything else that you might find in a club.

check for roles under the cut.

once accepted, tag IC interactions, like open starters, under the tag v. vixens and hounds.

OOC interactions are under the tag v. vah.

Applications should be sent HERE. I’ll IM you saying you were accepted if that’s the case.

APPLICATION

mun name & age : name : age : fc : alias ( if stripper ) : position or client : short bio :

Keep reading

[thomasangster]

Is there a rule that says a girl can’t run the Gauntlet? That’s the way it’s always been. We have female commanders in the Elven army and we have women on the high concil. It’s time the four lands have a female chosen.

[venniatrix-a-blog]

LIKE THIS for a starter in which Erica was raised to be a faerie warrior instead of a Shadowhunter?? And in the events of COHF she warns the clave about the oncoming attacks??

[warlockboner-deactivated2016093]

[heavenlyveined-a-blog]

Which group verse??? VOTE here, and let me know, since I have the time now. And if you’re interested in helping me out, let me know!!

[venniatrix-a-blog]

How to rp with me

Step one: Look for a meme I reblogged.

Step two: Go to my ask.

Step three: Send it to me.

Or you can also do this:

Step one: Open the IM thing.

Step two: Yell HEY YOU ASSHOLE at me

Step three: Plot.

[remembcr-a-deactivated20161106]

IT’S BEEN YEARS and he still was not convinced but no longer touching on the subject, his own  smile faltered almost instantly.                    ‘ I’m sorry they’re putting you through                                        this as well.’

[venniatrix-a-blog]

“DON’T BE. Loopholes have their ways, yeah?”

She flashes him a diamond worthy smile, even though she doesn’t feel her whole heart into it. He hasn’t done anything worthy for him to be punished, so she tucks her hair behind her ears, and extends a hand.

                     “Erica Coulter. AND you must be Simon Lovelace.”

[turnedmonster-blog]

send me a 📷

and I’ll use this website to generate a snapchat from my muse to yours

[ofbansheecries-archived-blog]

                                      it’s a response TYPICAL of a shadowhunter. they were always preaching about duty and the clave and their duty to the clave. of course, she, herself, had a duty to the SEELIE QUEEN but it didn’t seem as if it was quite as BINDING as the duty of a shadowhunter to the clave, ❛ trying to create peace? i haven’t met a single creature that’s satisfied with the agreement. you don’t seem HAPPY with it at all. ❜

[venniatrix-a-blog]

                    “I’ll LEARN to live with it.” She says her answer firmly, as she raises her chin. “We will learn to live with it.” Erica keeps her defiance quiet, a plan to avoid what has already been set in motion. The half-fae chuckles quietly, and shook her head. “Besides, every plan has its loopholes.”

[provethemwrxng]

Mathilde’s jaw DROPPED. She had not expected her friend to make such a revelation. She was surprised but also kind of felt angry that Erica had not shared that information with her before. They were BEST friends. ❝ Who ? And more importantly why did you not tell me ?❞ That was hurtful. ❝ It does not matter now anyway. You have no CHOICE.❞

[venniatrix-a-blog]

Erica shook her head. She pressed her LIPS together, and tucked her hair behind her ear with slim digits. She could tell Mathilde was angry, she could feel it. They were BEST friends, and she should’ve told her. But she raises her chin and looks her best friend in the eye, hues twinkling with electricity. “I didn’t know what you would think, first of all. Secondly... I know it doesn’t matter now, but it was a vampire.”