I Rely A Bit Too Heavily On Alcohol And Sarcasm.

wickedissms‌:

“Don’t be so coy,” Maleficent chuckled, “I heard they were engaged.” She finally got the information she needed, and it was better than she could possibly imagine. Something with his senses, and not something small either, something she could fix, or give the appearance of fixing. But the spell could do more too, he could become a literal pawn in her hands. It gave her access to everyone, the other Auradonians, Halloweentown….everything! And, if she could harness his power…well the Horned King would be very jealous if she raised an army of the dead without him. “Is that all?” She said, eyebrow raised, “Well that’s not too hard to fix.”

“That’s... even if that’s true there’s gotta be a reason. Elva’s not an idiot.“ She was the smartest person that he knew which may not say much these days. Most of his “friends” were only around him for the parties. A brow quirked when she made light of his ability but hope, true hope, he felt it for the first time in a long time. “So, you can fix me? Please, do it. I’ll do anything, I swear on my grave.” If she could really do this then he would be free. He could give up his addictions and be the person he used to be.

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Salem: dude...

Salem: i need to be drunk

Salem: or high

Salem: or both 🤔

thefirstmate‌:

      something had clearly happened. not that harry was even remotely aware of anything that could have possibly triggered this episode. he was hardly the person that was going to be a good influence on him, however. “moving on, eh?? alright, then, cheers. pretty sure i’d be willing tae drink tae ‘bout jus’ anything.” any excuse to have a drink, really. 

    “you’ll probably beat me this time,” he remarked as he brought the bottle down from his lips. he was already high but his heart felt like broken glass, he planned to drink until he felt nothing. “anyways --- ‘nough of the sappy bullshit. what’s up with you? any new pirate adventures going on?”

     “dude, wait. can you actually talk to birds? because apparently that’s like a normal thing around if you’re a fairy tale princess or related to one.” leave it to salem to show no concern as to why a stranger was asking about his home town and instead begin a tangent on talking to birds.

      it wasn’t every day that the first mate came in contact with someone that came from halloween town. out of every place in auradon, that would be the very least hated place. seemed pretty interesting, at the very least. “so, a lil’ birdy told me ye come from halloween town. curious ‘ow that place really is. i’ve only ‘eard stories.”

@graveghcst

( @wickedissms ) continued from HERE.

     seriously? he was more than grateful that they were working towards being in a better place and that he had a chance at being in her life, but he wanted more. he had to take a chance but her obliviousness felt like i slap in the face. “i’m not high enough for this,” he muttered under his breath. “you really don’t get it, elva. i don’t just love you as a friend i’m... i’m in love with you. i don’t expect you to love me back in that way but come on, can’t you at least let me keep whatever pride i have left in tact by acknowledging me as a man.”

lovewrotes‌:

           FIND  HER  clinging  to  the  wall  ;  as  if  floor  lava  and  she  too  afraid  to  take  a  step  CLOSER  off  the  rug  .  “  not  you  ?  what’s  …  what’s  stopping  you  ? “  is  the  only  thing  elly’s  caught  ,  repeating  after  him  in  a  certain  kind  of  CONFUSION  .  and  it’s  this  :  doesn’t  want  to  imagine  him  as  something  less  than  her  expectations  ,  chalk  it  up  to  some  romanticized  version  of  him  in  her  head  .  “  i  mean  .  YEAH  .  you  made  it  worth  it  ,  i  guess  .  don’t  …  don’t  usually  come  to  these  things  .  “

     his gaze drifted to the floor, head tilting to the side in contemplation. his addictions were known to everyone but his parents, how he was managing that was a miracle, but most wouldn’t care to ask about him unless they knew of his father. “ lots goin’ on up here, ” he tapped his temple, meeting her gaze once again. not a lie, not the full truth either. “ cool. i’m glad you came then. ” he flashed her a genuine, almost sweet smile.

“I’m still dead, I can’t stay like this forever, I don’t think so anyways.” He shrugged, very unconcerned about his state of life or afterlife. “It’s more like I’m possessing a body made especially for me.” The wonders of magic. While he would have been perfectly happy to inhabit Auradon in his ghost form, an agreement had been reached that it was better if he was not in such a disfigured form.

@graveghcst

“So, explain to me again how one just goes about un-dying. As far as any of the spirits back at the mansion are aware, death is a fairly permanent state of being.” It was a concept she simply couldn’t seem to wrap her head around. “I, for one, know that there are several happy haunts who would much rather maintain their lack of life.”

blvcksail‌:

“So, you’re what? A ghost? Vampire?” Or would a vampire just be in a state of perpetual drowning? The thought was a distracting one, and was quickly tucked away to be researched at a later time. “Fuck it, just tell me what you are. Nobody likes a guessing game.”

“I’m not playing any games,” he corrected. “I never said I would tell you.” Antagonizing a pirate was hardly wise but Salem always had to make things difficult for himself. Probably some twisted form of self punishment but he was not a specialist on psychoanalysis so he left that thought alone.

devourcd‌:

selfish  tendencies  come  out  to  play  —  she’ll  think  of  herself  alone ,  as  she’s  done  a  thousand  times   ,  “   ugh  ,  you’re  a  TOTAL  life  saver  ,   ”   wide  smile  ,  yet  ,  today  …  it’s  weighing  differently  .  (   perhaps  it’s  all  FINALLY  catching  up  with  her  ??  )   “   well  ,  that’s  no  fun  —  !  i  love  free  drinks  ,  but  …   ”  a  pause  ,  change  of  heart  .   “  we  should  do  something  fun  for  …  both  of  us  .   —  ‘s  there  a  reason  you  can’t  have  some  ,  anyway  ?   ”  overstepping  boundaries  …  it’s  just  something  she’s  good  at  .

the former ghost boy nodded, confident he knew his drinks well enough to pick out something the other would like. he watches as the bartender prepares them, finding it interesting how drinks are made since he often learned how to make them on his own. “ hm? ” his gaze shifts back to her. “ uh, a promise. i’m having enough fun ---  ” he paused when the shots were finally placed in front of them. “ anyways, try it! ”

icyelva‌:

“I’ll be the judge of that.” Elva chuckled despite herself. She glanced behind them. “Just stay with me for an hour and they’ll lose their nerve, everyone does around me.” And they should, she was dangerous. She sighed and tucked her arm into Salem’s. This way it could just be for the act, she didn’t have to admit anything to him. Definitely not that she missed him.

I don’t. The words wanted to come out with the same ferocity he used to chase a high but coming from him, he knew they would offer no comfort. He was too much of a mess to be a good friend anymore. “I doubt they’ll follow me for that long, I’m not worth all that trouble. Ten minutes tops."