"How'd You Get This?" Salem & Adelaine!

lilxxterror‌:

“It really is. Like the food in the school is good but some of things I had in town is so good. I mean not as good as my dad’s but still.” She said with some admiration. “I blame the weather but yes the woods are quiet.” Irey knew it was because the villains were planning something, something she didn’t really know though. “I think I wouldn’t have gone to school if it was my choice but dad thought it was something I should do. I didn’t really go Dragon Hall back on the Isle.”

“What does your dad make?” Maybe Salem should be thinking twice about being friends with the daughter of Oogie Boogie but she had always been nice to him. “My mom cooks more often than my dad but her baking is the best. I love her spider cookies.” Which didn’t have actual spiders in them, she often decorated her sugar cookies with spiders and all things creepy. “School’s boring, I never cared for it much either.”

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.

@lilxxterror // closed starter

    “what? a guy can’t eat a dozen pancakes in peace?” he asked jokingly. they were at a light night diner, mainly trying to wait out the bad weather but salem had a bad case of the munchies. the twelve pancakes he devoured attested to that and the waiter gave him a slightly concerned look when he ordered a bowl of fruit to continue eating. “i used to think food like this was gross. i didn’t need to eat in halloweentown but all the food back home had spiders or toad’s breath in it. i wonder if they could make spider pancakes.”

@wcstelavd

who is the tiny one? 🥰

ofjackskellingtcn‌:

“Oh nice. You know you can come visit home right? I haven’t seen you at home in forever. Although I guess that doesn’t mean you haven’t been home. Anyways, i’m glad you’re well. i ‘ve missed you.”

“Yeah, I know !” He assured, a little too eagerly. “But I’ve just been busy here, ya know. I can never get enough time off to make a trip home.”

“People are curious, man. They want all the gossip.” He chuckled, talking casually with the elder brother of the king. “In my opinion, you should go for a drink to take your mind off it if it’s that stressful.” Of course that would be the Skellington boy’s first suggestion.

♛ — “People are … testing me today.” Charlie rested his forehead in his left hand, a look of exhaustion on his face. “I regret telling people that I’m back at Aurodan as the new coach for both the Tourney and Fencing teams. It’s raising alot of questions as to why I even left in the first place.” — ♛

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 love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?

Ernest Hemingway (via thequotejournals)

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