#nightsbound:event

[goldfvngs]

the  founder  tapped  her  finger  against  a  glass  of  bubbly  -  her  lips  puckered  as  she  scoped  the  scene  .  “  nice  turn  out  this  year  .  all  thanks  to  well  . . .  ME  &  my  obvious  amazing  decor  &  suggestions  .  besides  rosamie  ,  i’m  the  only  one  with  good  TASTE  .  “  

[thatsympathy]

absolutely nothing had happened -- nobody had laughed at her outfit or called her out for not belonging there or even accidentally elbowed her. and yet, here she was, absolutely bawling her eyes out in the women’s restroom. and what a restroom it was. if her eyes weren’t so clogged with tears she might even take the time to admire the chandelier or marble flooring. another loud sob racked her body when she heard a knock from outside. naturally, a girl audibly crying was enough to keep people away from a normally public area. she sniffed loudly and uselessly dabbed at her eyes with a cloth (because of course they didn’t even have lowly paper towels here). “i’m s--sorry. you can come in, just...ignore me. i’m completely fine.”

[ohhdarlings]

“I really don’t care if she was just an intern, tell your staff to read the constitution before wasting anymore of mine or the Senator’s time.” Her voice never rose above a polite level, nor did the poisonous smile leave her red lips, but Charlotte was in no mood to deal with the press and whatever waste of time this gala would be. After hanging up, she considered for a half second turning her phone off. But no, never. She had things to do, and things to learn. Far too much of her time was spent faking smiles and spelling lies to spend any more of it with people she had to be nice to. 

Charlotte shook her head slightly and took a measured breath before pulling her lips back into a smile. Heels clicked across the marble floors of the council building over towards the bar. The blonde grabbed a glass of champagne and downed half of it before she noticed the person who’d followed her. “Can I help you?” 

[addlxl]

ADELINE LAWTON

                      MEMBER OF THE TACITUM CIRCLE

           FOUNDER’S GALA 2019

wearing the night sky in the form of a dress that’s more like a well fitting military coat. a slit deadly to the eye with heels that sparkle as much as the stars. trying to reach the top of the world with teased hair and dark lips.

[greystatue]

RHIANNON GREYSTONE’S GALA OUTFIT !

“ why did i choose this dress? im not quite sure, i just thought it was a cute dress, exposed my neck enough so that i could show off my pendant and my neck look longer. that’s a tip i learned not too long ago. the shoes are my favorite shoes, and i just happened to have enough time to try to do something to my hair. i mean, i could go home and change but i fear that i would be a little too late. does it look bad? ”

rhiannon has come as casual as she could, while also looking quite magnificent. she brings comfort, and is here to make you feel better in case you feel like you dressed like shit. she is here to remind you that we all have days where it has to be comfort over fashion and that is okay. though, at the same time, rhiannon can make anything look far better than it seems like on the rack. 

[swanmciden-blog]

ROSEMARY HARING’S GALA OUTFIT !

" everyone will be wearing dresses and flowing across the floor. i don’t need to glide on the floor. i need to dominate it. and what a better way to dominate the floor than wearing the pants in this relationship? ” 

rosemary is a simple girl, though her simplistic outfits drip with the ideal of power and sophistication. her head held high, make up looking edgy, she looks ready to fuck you up or make love to you at any second.

[opxliaelv]

OPHELIA ELVERTON

                              LEADER OF THE FAE FOUNDING FAMILY

                   FOUNDER’S GALA 2019

stark white flowers against the black, as delicate as the wing of a butterfly. lips red like a 1950s starlet and hair as simple and elegant as one would expect of the fae queen.

[ohhdarlings]

Constance was steadily growing tired of this, the small talk and false smiles. It wasn’t like her, this wasn’t how she reached people, not the best way to connect. But she was still the leader, and she would not let anyone think less of her children and followers because of her imperfections. Connie had made the mistake before. And wouldn’t again.

“I think perhaps, next time,” she mused, a perfectly manicured finger running around the rim of her glass, before she took a sip. “We should have a bit more structure to the evening.” This was something Constance has brought up earlier, but here they were with the same orchestra as the years before. “Maybe a bit more variety. What do you think?”

[goldfvngs]

one  arm  propped  against  the  wall  as  his  body  leaned  into  the  others  ,  an  old  -  fashioned  just  the  way  he  liked  it  in  his  free  hand  .  swirling  the  glass ,  the  male  chuckled  in  a  slightly  unsettling  way  .  man  ,  did  ira  have  a  knack  for  trouble  .  if  he  couldn’t  find  it  ,  he’d  MAKE  it  .  “  come  now  ,  so  shy  .  what  are  you  scared  for  ??  “  he  asked  in  a  mocking  tone  .  “  we  gonna  party  .  “ 

[goldfvngs]

serena  had  arrived  a  bit  late  -  in  normal  serena  fashion  .  clad  in  her  most  expensive  balmain  ,  the  blonde  crossed  her  arms  as  she  stood  over  the  foyer  –  overlooking  the  scene  .  the  crowd  amused  her  -  after  all  ,  there  was  nothing  more  entertaining  then  those  having  fun  at  her  expense  .  soon  she  felt  the  presence  of  another  ,  speaking  without  looking  to  them  .  “  why  aren’t  you  down  there  with  the  others  ??  “ 

[ohhdarlings]

As the head of a founding family, it was naturally expected that Constance arrive at the Gala before it begins. Which was a fucking drag because they all got on SO well to begin with. Let's toss in alcohol and everyone's children and also you have to show up early. Spectacular. But Connie knew she looked great, and would command the room in her yellow gown. It had taken her years to be comfortable enough in her role as a leader for something like this, but the prickle of unease along her skin as she crossed the threshold to the Council Building was hard to ignore.

But she played the part well, and really over her years as the head of the family and general community outreach, Constance was pleased to see that she knew and liked most of those who came. She felt each piece of her heart as they came, buried deep in the chests of those she loved. They each got special attention, and she kept track of them across the gala feeling each different heart beat. And she loved her family, everyone of them. But at the moment she was most focused on her little brother.

Eliot had not attended the mid-afternoon margaritas she’d hosted before the gala, nor had he given a reason as to why he could not attend. Constance didn’t like to think of herself as ‘overbearing’ or ‘nosy’ but when El got cagey like this, something was up. And that something what a velvet clad blast from the past currently hanging on his arm. You have got to be fucking kidding me, the blonde downed the rest of her champagne in one and crossed over to where he still lingered around the entrance. “Maggie, you look lovely it is so good to see you!” The sentiment was genuine, if a bit rushed. “Would you hate me terribly if I stole my brother for a moment? Minor family emergency.” And without waiting for an answer, she slipped her arm through Eliot’s and pulled him away from his ‘date.’

“Would you like to explain what the hell you are doing, dear Ellie?”

@phantsms