Salem Could Only Keep Up His Happy Facade For So Many Hours In The Day. It Was Worse Now That He Was

nokingcharlie‌:

♛ — “i rather they talk about politics then have them spilling rumors saying I left because I beasted out and hurt someone or my parents sent me away from the kingdom because I was and I quote too much too handle.” Charlie wasn’t one to turn down an offer when it came to things like that, heck half of what he did when he was away involved things of that nature. ”You really offering, because I would say if you are lets go right now then. “ — ♛

“ okay, okay. no more rumor talk. ” he clapped a hand on the royal’s shoulder. “ i never kid about alcohol, it’s a problem but not really. ” he chuckled, glad to have found a drinking buddy for the afternoon. “ c’mon, i have got plenty of choices. mostly beer but if you like the hard stuff i have a few things. ” he let the other go, leading him back to his apartment.

Getting drunk with a prince? Must be a royal of a great time.

honesty hour.

      “ i can’t drink and tell. what happens between royals stays between royals. ”

wickedissms‌:

“Yes…the lonely little princess from Arendelle.” Maleficent could see that girl was a ball of chaos all on her own, no prodding needed. “Alone? Why not try and win her over?” And cause them both more pain in the process, “Love means fighting for the person you care about, doesn’t it? Who is she in love with that is so much better than you?” She skipped forward, “Did you think about my offer?”

“She’s not that lonely.” She had Harry if they were still together. “Win her over?” He laughed, shaking his head. “He's already better because he’s not me. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a little screwed up.” And damn did it hurt to admit that out loud. “Offer? Sorry --- I uh, was really drunk. You’re going to have to remind me.”

nokingcharlie‌:

♛ — “You’re telling me. Feel like everyone suggest I do something about my drinking but why should I if I enjoy it.” Charlie nodded as he walked with him to his place. “Beer sounds good but I wouldn’t mind taking a look at what hard stuff you have.” — ♛

“That’s the spirit!” He clapped him on the back, continuing further and thankful they didn’t have much farther to go. “Are you a tequila guy? No -- vodka! Is vodka your style?” He asked playfully.

       the halloween prince was letting himself ride high on the good feelings of the festival. slightly tipsy but not wasted, he was trying to get better after all. “ damn, you caught me on the one day i don’t have my old friend jack daniels with me ! ” the male chuckled, offering his sympathies. “ but enjoy the good mood and let go. have you seen the face painting booth, yet? they got some wicked stuff going on, i’m thinking of asking to get a skull painted on me. ” a fitting tribute to his father.

          in  clutch  :  a  small  designer  wallet  in  her  right  hand  ,  and  a  tall  glass  of  pink  moscato  in  her  left  …  though  it’s  EMPTY  ,  by  now  .  the  spring  festival  ?  it’s  supposed  to  be  fun  .  it’s  supposed  to  be  happy  .  but  for  someone  like  charity  ?  it’s  only  BORING  .  there’s  talks  of  unity  ,  and  of  banishing  tensions  between  vks  and  aks  .  and  perhaps  all  that  is  good  ,  it’s  just  …  charity  doesn’t  care  .  after  all  —  it  hardly  concerned  her  .  she’s  an  ak  .  she’s  royalty  .  so  ,  cue  dramatics  !  she  wants  to  have  some  fun  of  her  own  .   “   SIGH  .  if  i’m  going  to  get  through  this  ,  i  don’t  need  another  drink  .  i  need  another  bottle  .   ”

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lilxxterror‌:

“It’s not exactly at the best of standards. Alot is just pretty okay and the stuff that was considered really good was very expensive.” She remembered how she stole some food once and they almost caught her but she managed to get away. Taking a bite of her pancake. “Maybe in the dungeons or in the woods. I know when I’ve come from visiting my dad I saw like a spider web. Maybe not in the school though. I swear its like that place is spot clean.” She said dramatically but she doubt that anything like that would be hard to find.

“That’s the irony here, the cheap stuff is better than the expensive stuff.” Salem would take a fast food burger any day over some five course meal filled with all kinds of weird food. Weird in a not good way to the Halloween prince. “The woods are fun. Quiet, these days.” Not just because of the cold, but because people were afraid of what was lurking within the woods. “But you’re right about the school. I lived in Halloweentown until my parents figured it’d be better if I attended high school here.” And now that he had graduated, he was doing nothing to make it all worth it.

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.

you’re a dying thing that never quite dies. still desperate, still trying to keep going, to keep flying— to prove you’re alive.

the difference between surviving and living | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

Hey, I am sober. I’ve been sober for two - almost two days now. It feels like 45 years.