Lilxxterror‌:

thefirstmate‌:

    okay, so maybe harry had finally met someone that could actually drink more than he could. and that was saying something. he’d quickly lost count of just how many glasses had been thrown back over who knew how long. back pressed against the bed, harry let out a giggle, blinking as he tried to focus his vision. oh, yeah, he was drunk. “tha’ was… fun. didn’t think anyone could out drink me,” the first mate slurred.

      “told ya!” he exclaimed, finishing off his last drink before he collapsed beside the pirate. it was a major accomplishment in his book and he would take it for all that it was worth. “don’t uh forget in the mornin’ that ya owe me a bottle of rum,” he reminded with a cheeky grin, staring at the other male for a moment before latching onto his arm like it was teddy bear. “it was close though.”

nokingcharlie‌:

♛ — “I would have thought they would be talking about other stuff, like whatever is going with the VKs.” He replied back. “A drink doesn’t sound too bad. I’m sure those who are wanting to see what i’m up to would think I’m just back to my partying ways.” — ♛

“Because that topic is a total mood killer. Why talk about politics when you can talk about something safe like what’s up with a returning royal.” Salem knew there was plenty of gossip about him but standards were much different in Halloween Town. “Then come to my place. I have plenty of beer and other shit. If they don’t see you, they have nothing to talk about.”

wickedissms‌:

Maleficent closed her eyes and penetrated his mind. He was surprisingly gifted, probably because of all the difficult things he’d seen. Trauma was the best way to strengthen the mind from attack. They didn’t call it putting up walls for nothing. She filtered through the boring stuff, looking for connections. Elva, that was obvious, Harry hook, well he might be useful, but Uma would be the goal anyway and she already had that fish on the hook so to speak. His parents…they could be useful. They clearly loved him, how could she use him to get to them? That would be exciting. Finally she did what she said, built a barrier in his mind against the sensory input he didn’t want. She also left a little back door, one small enough for her to enter at any point. She opened her eyes, “Well? How do you feel?”

The physical touch of her fingertips, the feel of them falls away and instead, he feels like she is leaving fingerprints on his mind. Constantly, he felt a pressure on his mind from the voices and figures trying to claw their way inside without a care for what it did to him. After a moment, it all fell away. His mind didn’t feel empty but it felt free from the pressure that had been driving him into madness. It was a better euphoria than the drugs had ever given him and the bliss only broke when she spoke once again. “I feel --- amazing.” A large grin broke across his face and he pulled her into a hug before he could even register himself moving. “Thank you, really, you saved me.”

( MAXENCE DANET-FAUVEL, 20, HE/HIM )┊ SALEM SKELLINGTON is the child of JACK & SALLY and they have THREE SIBLINGS. they seem to enjoy living in auradon.  i’ve heard they’re known to be SINCERE + DEPENDENT. we’ll be keeping an eye on them to see how they’ll write their own story.

TW MENTIONS OF ADDICTION

the middle son of the pumpkin king

salem is pansexual and hyperactive af

he’s got very low and high moods due to the constant smoking and drinking he does

they are his unhealthy coping methods for dealing with the voices of the dead that constantly want to talk to him

in halloween town, he was a ghost and so as a normal human in auradon, he still has ties to the after life that let him (often unwillingly) speak with spirits

he found out that being under the influence helps keep the voice away because it weakens his mental capabilities and therefore weakens the connections

the spirits don’t scare him considering he was surrounded by all sorts of supernatural creatures in his home town but the spirits that linger behind and speak with him often had tragic or unexpected ends and take his mind down very dark roads

he keeps his ability a secret from his parents because he knows they would want him to learn how to use it when he would rather get rid of it all together

his siblings might be the only ones that know about his abilities, depending how close they are

but anyone that does know his secret, siblings included, expect him to be very clingy and constantly seeking them out for comfort

also since becoming human, he’s gotten tattoos that resemble his mother’s ragdoll stitches, they wrap around his arms, legs, throat, and even his chest (think simple black lines, nothing graphic). he’s very much a mama’s boy so he did them to honor her and because he could never get tattoos as a ghost. his mother did draw the line at getting them on his face when he told her about his idea.

his parents give him an allowance for rent but he does odd jobs here and there to earn cash for his unhealthy addictions but those addictions never allow him to keep a job for long

overall, he seems very happy and sometimes annoyingly immature but he’s a very genuine guy that uses a smile to mask a lot of pain.

WANTED CONNECTIONS/PLOTS

roommates;; could be someone he’s letting crash at his place for free since his parents pay his rent or someone that pays half the rent and he just pockets the extra cash

ex-friends;; a friendship that ended probably because they couldn’t cope with his wild ways and would rather leave than see him spiral out of control

exes;; most likely ended for similar reasons as above or they both could have been toxic partners and realized they were only dragging each other down

good influence;; he needs any good influence he can get or at least someone that’s willing to check on him once in awhile to make sure he’s alive

secret keeper;; somebody outside of his siblings that he’s trusted with his secret, the why can be plotted out

childhood friends;; bring him some friends from halloween town !

manipulator;; a vk or villain that found out about his ability and wants to use it for their own gain or they see how unstable he is and want to exploit that since he’s the son of jack skellington

unrequited crush;; somebody that he’s crushing on but either won’t let himself admit it because he knows he would be bad for them or they know but can’t return his feelings unless he’s willing to clean up his act

toxic friendship;; anyone with the same/similar bad habits as him

leave a like if you want to plot with him !

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

Ernest Hemingway (via thequotejournals)

wcstelavd‌:

“no – no, that’s not what i meant,” harlow quickly amended, shaking her head as she met salem’s eyes ( she almost forgot the color of her friend’s eyes after being away from one another for so long, she remembered a time where it was full of life ). “i know, i – i,” she paused, taking a breath as she let a small smile make way, “i missed you too, salem. so very much.”

“what did you mean?” he asks, dark eyes searching for answers he had no right to demand. a brow raises at her statement, genuinely surprised she returned the sentiment. “ the old me, ” he corrects. “ you miss the me before i got all screwed up. ” he really had drank himself stupid, saying things that were meant to hurt himself just to punish himself. it was unfair to be putting this onto harlow.

wickedissms‌:

Maleficent smiled, there was something here in this ghostly child, “Feeling homesick?” She wondered. She knew well enough that there was something wrong with him, his substance problems were no secret. “Or is it a girl?” His feelings for the ice princess were no secret either. She knew this form could be deceiving, was it enough to begin to sow some seeds of chaos?

“Are you some kind of mind reader?” He joked before shaking his head. “None --- all of the above.” Chuckling, he took another sip from his bottle, beginning to think of home. If he went back and let go of this human body, he would be free from it all. It would be too easy and that was why Salem refused to return home. “Oh, but it’s so much more too,” he admitted, wondering why he was making things so hard on himself again.