( * / 𝔩𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 )

arrow shakes his head. "no. i'm not busy. i'm completely free." he did have something to do but it had nothing to do with the band or leland, so he didn't really care about blowing it off. "what do you need?"

#whydcntyoustay #c; arrow #threads ;; nyx

" good, let's have a drink at tremaine's. " meaning, let's go somewhere that she could more freely use magic. she had a few schemes in mind that arrow's specific ability would be good for.

wkdheirs

Gil watched the cherry vanish with faint amusement, one brow raised. “Rum’s great and all,” he said, voice easy, that sailor’s cadence laced with mischief. “But I don’t need it to make bad decisions. I do that sober just fine.”

He leaned back, arms crossing loosely over his chest as he eyed Anthony with something between curiosity and caution — not because he didn’t trust him, but because the compliments were unexpected. He was used to being liked, sure. But seen? That was different.

“Trauma and reputation, huh?” he echoed, half to himself. “Guess that tracks. Isle teaches you early how to wear armor and pretend it’s fashion.”

Then, quieter - true. “But yeah… Auradon’s been good. Weird. Too clean. Too shiny. But good.” He smiled, sheepish. “I like when people don’t flinch around me. And I like—friends. So I try to be one.”

His gaze flicked up to meet Anthony’s, and for a moment he held it — not teasing, not bold, just open.“Don’t know if it makes me sweet or just stupid, but… I’ll take it.”

The smirk returned, lopsided. “And hey, careful sayin’ nice things like that out loud. Pirate or not, I do remember stuff like that.”

#wkdheirs #threads ;; anthony #c; gil

" Trust me, I'm aware, " he shot back, but his words held no malice or judgment.

It was rare for Anthony to hold anyone in high regard, but their shared past made it inevitable. He had seen parts of Gil that would make him a fool to not acknowledge who he was behind the muscles and the weight of his father's legacy.

" The Isle was a cruel teacher, " he mused. " I'll have to disagree with you on the too clean part. It's refreshing to take a walk without breathing in smog. "

Anthony was a clean freak at heart and that would never change. Speaking of, he picked up an abandoned pint glass and began his meticulous routine of making it shine even knowing it would be sullied again almost as soon as he finished.

" You are not stupid, " he snapped suddenly, surprising even himself.

He cleared his throat.

" You know I do not say things I do not mean. "

"Blue. Most definitely blue." Evie smiles. "I think that would look cute on me."

#whydcntyoustay #c; evie #threads ;; harry

"Aye," he agrees as he finally selects a few different shades of blue. "Stay still."

“Oh, so what I got so far is that you’re calling me a fickle creature,” She winked, teasing him. She loves joking around, making the conversation light-hearted, so people come and talk to her. Malia took a deep breath before replying. She doesn’t know her goal, but she knows what's in her heart. That has to count for something? “When we were given the chance to be free, I took it. The majority of us want revenge for our parents, and I just wanted to run away from her.” Morgana was definitely not Mother of the Year. Hell, every parent on the Isle should never become parents. “My goal in life is to help people, sounds cliché, but I want to show these Auradon losers that we’re not our parents and we can make our own mark. I've been working back-to-back double shifts at the hospital, even to demonstrate to the head staff that I can be good. You understand, right?”

#forevvrsatisfied #threads ;; leland #c; malia

"I would be if you were my muse, but that spot is still on reserve." And he hoped it remained that way forever. He preferred to keep the source of his inspiration a more abstract target. His own feelings were complicated enough without involving another person. "Honestly, I don't see why everyone hates the comparison. Yes, my father was no gem. More of a squid, actually," he shrugged. "But feeling the need to prove myself just because people who have never cared about us before are feeling judgy - I'll pass." He was not above any other villain child, but he only did things because he wanted to. "I mean, it's pretty bogus that you have to work twice as hard just to achieve the bare minimum results as any other nurse. Well, to be fair, you're a kinder person than I, so your way of thinking will probably do you better here." The rules of the Isle no longer applied, and he saw how others, and even himself, were struggling with that.

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ @mlndless; Ulyana & Anthony ──┐

Ulyana smirks at her new recent design, damn, she is really good. Capturing the true essence of a person's character, she knows what makes people pop. When Anthony Tremaine asks Ulyana to make him some royal outfits, you know Ulyana can’t turn down money. The economy is expensive. Plus, Anthony is like a dear friend, always someone she likes, and that's part of her inner circle. “So, you are spending a lot of money to make yourself look like a prince? What do you think is missing?”

#forevvrsatisfied #threads ;; anthony #c; ulyana

Anthony's eyes slid over his own figure, taking in every stitch and every inch of fabric of his new suit. Since this will be his first real ball, the faux balls he threw in his childhood do not count, he would spare no expense to make sure he was more than well dressed. "It needs to sparkle. Not with actual glitter. That's far too gaudy, but something that will catch the light at the perfect angle." He tilts his head. "A good pocket square or better cufflinks should do the job." He knew he could be frank with Ulyana without her taking it as an insult. They both had a good eye for detail or else he would have never come to her to begin with.

"Okay. Ummm, honestly anything with vodka in it at this point."

#whydcntyoustay #c; meilin #threads ;; keon

It was almost twenty minutes before Keon came back with her drink, but the rush at the bar had finally calmed down. "Here you go. Sorry about the wait."

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ @mlndless; Willa & Harry ──┐

“Attention Auradon citizens, please sign this petition to change the history books. WE MUST TELL THE REAL HISTORY OF AURADON!” Willa screams with a microphone, gathering everyone's attention. Slowly, some came by and signed the petition, while most ignored her. Willa gave the petition to someone to walk towards someone who caught her eye. “Well… Well… Well…” A guy from the past. Harry Hook. The history between Harry and Willa is not the best, but they were a siuationship. She would always go by the docks because she had an alliance with Uma, and they crossed paths. Really just friends with benefits… without being friends. “Harry Hook, what brings you to the University. Last time I checked, you are unemployed and not a student?”

#forevvrsatisfied #c; willa #threads ;; harry

Harry was departing from campus since he had failed to persuade Gil to skip another one of his classes. He knew he should find other ways to fill his time when Gil was busy, but he could only pester Uma for so long before she threw him off the ship. There was the thought that he should consider a job, but he was too likely to hook anyone who was not Uma if they felt they could boss him around. His sulking was interrupted by a familiar face. " Yer checkin' on me ? Ye shouldn't 'ave, " he remarked in favor of giving her a real answer. " What's t'at fer ? " He nodded to the microphone.

gntlesurvived

del: i think that a lot of us vks are smarter than we're given credit for though del: i mean, you should have seen the shock one of my professors had when i answered a question correctly!

#gntlesurvived #t; delilah #texts ;; anthony

anthony: That goes without saying. anthony: There were plenty of ruffians on the Isle, but the older generation has ignorantly lumped us all together. anthony: It's insulting to those of us who have class.

uma smirks. "that's actually a pretty good idea. i think that would be the best idea."

#whydcntyoustay #c; uma #threads ;; harry

"happy to please, cap'n. aside from tremaine's place there's siren's lounge or lazy caterpillar. yer choice."

Malia had no idea what to expect when she was invited to King's Castle. It was an honor and a privilege. She wasted no time getting dressed in the nicest outfit she could afford. This means everything; she could finally show King Ben that not all villain kids are destined for evil. Putting a lot of work overtime, she showed everyone at the hospital that she may be the daughter of Morgana, but she is nothing like her mother. She is here for her own destiny and to control her own life. “Your Mastery, let me say it’s an honor to be invited to this lovely home of yours,” Malia said as she walked through the doors. Granted, she was lost trying to find the office Ben occupied, but with luck and help, she was able to find it. With the biggest smile on her face, she held her breath, trying to help ease all the anxiety going on in her head and the butterflies in her stomach. Is it normal to be nervous? “What– I mean, how can I be of service?”

#forevvrsatisfied #c; malia #threads ;; ben

Ben set aside his paperwork, now only a piece of parchment and a quill in front of him. " Please, call me Ben. " He asked earnestly. His council disapproved of the lack of formality, but Ben hated the line he was expected to draw between himself and the citizens of his kingdom. He was well aware of the responsibilities that rested on his shoulders, but he firmly believed that creating distance would serve no greater purpose than to fuel his own ego. Something he had no desire to do.

" I know your time is important, so I will get straight to the point. It has come to my attention that our healthcare system might not be equipped to handle the needs of our transitioning citizens. " He paused before continuing. " And I wanted to ask the opinion of someone who would have a more personal insight of the situation. "

gntlesurvived

" so you think it's real ? " del planned to steer clear just in case, but she wasn't sure how much of it she'd actually believed. growing up with her mother, she'd been hesitant to believe things. gothel lied a lot. though she hated the preppy princes and princesses, delilah was more comfortable being in auradon rather than under her mother's roof. time at home on the isle had always been spent doing gothel's bidding all while the woman fed her lies that unfortunately delilah had spent years believing.

"i guess it's best to avoid all that in case it does end up being true. " del shrugged, shoving her hands in her pockets. " i wouldn't want to be the unlucky soul that gets hurt because i didn't listen. " she was smart enough to know that you avoid things like that even if it were fake. the worst that could happen while steering clear was you just don't go there for a while. if it turned out to be true and you didn't steer clear, well you just made your own grave.

#gntlesurvived #c; delilah #threads ;; harry

" ah know et is," he responded promptly, toying again with the edge of his hook. his father would never let an emotion like fear be read from his features unless he was telling the truth. the old captain was a swindler, but harry knew him well enough to know when to take the old man seriously.

" how many lil' princesses and princlings do ye think will take ah chance ? probably tha most exciting thing they've seen en their lives. "

he chuckled darkly at the thought of hearing some royal being maimed due to their own naivety.

" but, there is one t'ing ah find strange, " he spoke out loud, but in a self-pondering tone. he tapped the handle of his hook as the gears in his head turned.

evie shakes her head. "i promise, i won't complain. i'm eager to see what you do."

#whydcntyoustay #c; evie #threads ;; harry

harry started picking through her makeup collection, occasionally asking about a brush or tool he did not recognize. "red er blue?" he questioned as he picked through the assortment of eyeshadows.

@mlndless

arrow smirks when he notices nyx. he's grateful to her for fixing his bracelet, happy he can still use his powers. "nyx! wait up!" he runs to catch up to her, deciding not to change his appearance with other people around. "where are you headed?"

#whydcntyoustay #c; arrow #threads ;; nyx

nyx smiles brightly at her confidant. " nowhere of importance, " she answered. arrow may be one of the few allowed to know her secret, but she still had a figurative mask to maintain in public. " are you busy at the moment ? "

gntlesurvived

hayden : ugh i know, but i thought maybe there'd be a slim chance hayden : stop with that emoji, it's the opposite of you