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wickedissms‌:

“Something like that,” Maleficent smiled slightly, she moved a little closer, she’d never been a seductress, and she wasn’t now, but she knew this form had a coy sort of charm. “Tell me about her, tell me what bothers you…” She tilted his chin towards her, “I can do more than read minds you know…”

If any warning bells were going off, he registered none of them, totally unaware that he was potentially being played by the mistress of evil. “She’s... smart, self-sacrificing, strong, warm and ice cold. She’s everything I don’t deserve because I would just ruin her and get us both hurt.” Physically and emotionally. “Not that she would ever give me a chance,” he admitted, eyes flickering up to meet hers. “What do you mean?” He asked in a soft voice.

I never intended all this madness

sweetmvsics‌:

      girl will blink  ,   she’s not so much to a man of  this little  words  ;  but  NO WORRIES  .   she can talk enough for the both of them  .     “  then that means you’ve started your recovery road to 100%  .   judging by how much you were drinking  …  it might take you a whole day  .  ”    but she had only  JUST  met him  ,   so she could be wrong  .   she  probably  is  ,   sia has a tendency to be wrong at times  .     “  mhmm !  got some advil in my bag too  ,   if you need it  .  ”  

     a wince comes with her words, it’s one thing to admit to himself he has a problem, it’s another for someone else to possibly notice it. a complete stranger at that. “ no -- thanks. water’s fine. i don’t do well with medication. ” more like he had a problem staying away from it. not that advil was something he went to for recreational use. “ why --- why are you going out of your way for me? ”

wickedissms‌:

Elva stood awkwardly for a moment, not knowing what to do. “Salem…I do love you, just not like that.” She tried to search her feelings, to find something that might give him hope, and even felt guilty about that. She was supposed to be with Harry, she wasn’t supposed to be trying to make Salem feel better. Still, Salem was her best friend. She wanted him to be happy. “I wish I could say something to make this better. I’ll always be here for you, that hasn’t changed. And nothing has to change between us unless you want it to.”

“I --- I don’t know what I want.” This was a mistake. He knew the chances of rejection were high and he was trying to keep himself stable enough to not need the drugs and alcohol anymore. This was doing the opposite of that and no, Elva was not to blame in the slightest but right now, he couldn’t be near her. “I um --- I should go and clear my head.” He ran his fingers through his hair, blowing out a frustrated sigh as he tried to muster up some semblance of a smile.

atlashawkins‌:

“That was amazing. I wish I could play the violin. I can only play bass. I loved your performance. The song was really beautiful.” She says, bouncing excitedly. “Want a beer?” She had a fake id and the people here knew her, they usually would let her drink.

“Ah, yeah, I don’t know anything about those sorts of instruments.” For him, playing the violin was like riding a bike. It came naturally to him but in reality he had no memory of learning it when he was alive for the first time. “Ye -- ah, no?” He sighed, shaking his head. “Not right now. I don’t know what I want.”

thefirstmate‌:

     not quite the reaction harry had grown accustomed to in auradon. “aye, that would be right.” now the boy had his full attention. it wasn’t every day that someone actually challenged a pirate of all people to a drinking contest. “really think ye can drink a pirate under the table?? alright, i’ll bite. ye got a deal. an’ i’ll be looking forward tae ‘earing all o’ ‘bout halloween town.”

     the former ghost grinned when his offer was accepted. drinking against a pirate would certainly be a challenge but not one that salem couldn’t handle. “i think, never say never.” he chuckled, shaking his head excitedly. “sure. okay, so should we find a bar then?” or the skellington boy had plenty of alcohol at his place if the pirate rather do the contest in private.

lilxxterror‌:

“Me!” She said gleefully as she stood in front of him. Not a smart thing to do considering here she was walking alone at night in the woods but she knows nothing would dare to hurt her.  She can tell he was on something by the grin on his face. “I’ve heard stories about that place, very interesting stories, that makes me wish I could have the chance to visit one day.” Irey remembered hearing things from Lock, Shock, and Barrel when they talked about Halloween Town and it just made her want to go badly. 

His eyes followed her movements, easily able to keep track of her in the dark. Maybe it was a Halloween Town thing since they lived in grey days and dim light all the time. “It’s the best place. I’m going to go back someday for good.” Someday when he could figure out his mess and get his life cleaned up.

wcstelavd‌:

“well, i wouldn’t say the best but thanks for saying that and for thinking it,” he shrugged, smiling at his friends before letting out a loud laugh and sticking his tongue out at salem. “oh, hush – they won’t do anything to you,” he shoved salem away playfully, innocently thinking all his lovers would do is the same thing that happened on their first time and not what harry also did afterwards to the person who shared a kiss with gil. “besides, you’re too pretty for me,” gil winked at salem, a giggle following his words. “i am very lucky to have them, they are my world. one day you will have that too, i am sure of that, salem.” his smile softened at the thought of his partners and his eyes grew hopeful for salem.

salem shook his head, resigning himself to the fact that gil was not good at taking compliments, but neither was he. “always too drunk to care, anyways.” he shrugged with a crooked smile. he also believed harry would at least give him the benefit of the doubt since he considered the other pirate a nice drinking buddy. “pretty?” he questioned with slurred laughter. it was odd to be described as such since he had been so proud of his grotesque ghost form back home, making his perception of beauty rather warped. “that’s a beautiful thought,” he offered instead of denying his words, it was hard to be self-deprecating when gil was looking at him with pure hope. “anyways ---” he yawned. “you ready to turn in? it’s late and you’re way too drunk to walk back so stay in the guest room, yeah?”

ofjackskellingtcn‌:

@graveghcst

“Salem my son. How are you doing?” 

“Dad!” For the first time in awhile, Salem was genuinely excited to see his dad. “Pretty great actually. I didn’t know you were in town.”

So waking up always seems to hurt.

@wickedissms