*/ ––– 𝑪𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑳 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 ,

ursula & sally skellington

[mythbiitched-blog]

oftrcgedys‌.

jack’s expression warms under her loving gaze, a content sigh slipping from his parted lips. he reaches across the wooden table, tucking a strand of her auburn locks behind her ear, shoulders shrugging in answer to her question. “i just went into town for a few hours, is all. the Halloween decor that they put on display here is…quite mediocre. have you noticed ?” he asks her absentmindedly, still quite enchanted by the queen before him. how he’d gone so long without her by his side in every possible way, he knew not. he trails his fingers from her hair to her face, his thumb grazing along her rose tinted cheek. “have you been cooped up in here the entire day ?” it’s much easier to be with sally than with anybody else. with her, he didn’t have to try so hard to make such a spectacle of himself ( not that he minded the attention it brought him ). he could relax in her presence, comfortable with the knowledge that she has, and always will love him simply for who he is, and not for what he can do. “did you remember to eat something ?” he’d had to set up a reminder on that blasted little phone that they’d provided just so he’d know when to eat something, after so long of not having to worry about it.

sally still hasn’t quite adjusted to the new world yet. everything is new to her, everything is foreign. more than anything, she is foreign to herself. she now possesses things she could only dream about having in her wildest dreams. and even though she didn’t have a physical heart back in halloweentown ( or perhaps she did , in a jar somewhere ), it still metaphorically beat for jack. as did the one currently resting in her chest. ❛ i agree that it is quite.. underwhelming. but i think we should be grateful that they’ve chosen to acknowledge it at all, ❜ sally says. ❛ all that matters is that we can celebrate halloween together, as a family. ❜ although she imagines nothing in the world of the living could hold a candle to the spirits down below. sally leans the weight of her head into jack’s touch — it is an involuntary reaction. as are the goosebumps. but this feeling is foreign to her , so she tugs the sleeve of her sweater up to investigate. ❛ not intentionally , but luna is still upset. i wanted to be here incase she acts on her desire to talk. ❜ she explains as her brows tighten. what could the bumps on her skin possibly mean ? ❛ darling , i ate yesterday, ❜ sally assures. it hasn’t clicked that its a task she needs to perform multiple times a day. it explains the minor headache. ❛ did anything come of your visit to town ? ❜

[mythbiitched-blog]

songsforanewworld‌.

bayou initially just sighed at the question. nothing was wrong, per se. she merely lacked the ability to make it more than three steps in a real heel. she glanced down to notice the giant stilettos. safe to say, she was impressed. “i just can’t do that,” she gestured toward the shoes. “apparently you need some sort of sense of balance for those, and i lack such a thing.” her voice almost came off as bitter. she never thought she was a clumsy mermaid, but all of a sudden she was a graceless human.

ursula’s eyes fall down to her feet. they go back and forth between bayou and her shoes and it doesn’t take long for her to come to the conclusion that she is not in the presence of a human. how curious. knowing she may be able to use this to her advantage, ursula turns on her subtle charm. ❛ not used to walking with legs yet, huh ? ❜ she asks, a gentle laugh attached to her words. ❛ believe me, honey — i’ve been there, ❜ ursula explains. and its true, she has. but she’s proven to be graceful both in sea and on shore. hell, she can probably fly with style, too. ❛ the only question is.. are you looking to do something about that ? ❜

[theskellingtons]

[oftrcgedys-blog]

the pumpkin king was nothing short of cheesy when it came to his dearest sally. he was also nothing if not dazzled by her at any given moment. jack sat across from her at one of the tables in their ( much too large ) castle, in a room that he couldn’t have named if he tried – he only liked it so much for the fireplace. “sally, have i told you how magnificently human you look ?” an odd compliment, but hey – he was an odd man. “you have always been, and will always be, truly radiant.” // closed for @mythbiitch

[mythbiitched-blog]

by now, sally’s explored the castle many, many times. every time she goes wandering around, she stumbles upon something new that intrigues her. today it’s the library — one of the darkest places in the home. she’s captivated by a novel she’s found ; that, combined with the roaring of the fire before her had completely covered jack’s entrance. sally’s eyes quickly leaps from the page as she hears her name. she’s slightly startled — but the surprise fades quickly. a moony smile soon replaces it. ❛ jack, ❜ she gently protests, shades of crimson filling her cheeks ( a sensation she isn’t yet used to ). she’s never been one for compliments but ones received from jack always made her bashful. sally chuckles as she slides the book closed, her chin slipping into the palm of her hand. and like always, she looks at him as though he single handedly puts the stars in the sky.  ❛ and where exactly have you been hiding all day ? ❜ 

[with-the-voice-of-an-angel]

Angel had hopped off the stage and went over to the bar after singing the last song in her set. The feel of having everyone’s attention on her was absolutely exhilarating. She ordered her drink before she noticed someone looking at her. Angel offered a sweet smile. “I hope that you enjoyed the show, darling.” She greeted the other. 

[mythbiitched-blog]

❛ oh , you were wonderful ! ❜ sally promises as her hands clasp together. her eyes wander around the lounge. a small yet incredibly delighted grin remains on the edge of her lips. ❛ this entire place is.. it’s incredible, ❜ she beams. she had never imagined that the world of the living could make her feel so — well — alive !  ❛ do you sing here often ? ❜ 

[songsforanewworld-blog1]

the gallery had only been open for a few weeks now. it was fortunate enough to garner some guests from foot traffic, but most of the time it remained quiet. anna was still trying to figure out the technology, but she managed to occupy her time with her newly curated instagram feed. ( it kept her mind away from home and wondering what her kids was up to, at the very least. ) she was so caught up in mindlessly scrolling on the computer she nearly didn’t hear the bell go off as someone entered. people were the best distraction, after all.

“oh,” she quickly sat up and returned to her cheerful demeanor. “welcome!!! please look around! just let me know if you have questions! i promise i can answer most of them.”

[mythbiitched-blog]

the tiny silver bell announcing her arrival grabs ahold of her attention, as did nearly anything that made an unexpected sound or reaction. her eyes widen as she looks up, examining the contraption. sally pushes the door open repeatedly, causing the bell to chime. when anna greets her, sally quickly retracts her hand from the door handle. an innocent but somehow equally guilty grin stretches across her face as she clasps her hands behind her back ; much like a child who has been caught red handed. ❛ sorry about that, ❜ she apologizes. her curiosity has always gotten the better of her. the halloween queen wanders farther into the art gallery ( although she doesn’t quite understand what that is ). ❛ this is a market for drawings ? ❜

[oftrcgedys-blog]

“oh, dear..” belle sighs, mainly to herself. of course, the one book that she would be looking for is on the shelf that she just can’t seem to reach, no matter how hard she tries. and to make matters worse, there appears to be no ladder in sight ! the queen turns to the person closest to her, offering a gracious smile. “excuse me, would you be so kind as to help me reach that book up there ?” she stands on her tip toes to point to the title, huffing in frustration. “i would greatly appreciate it.”

[mythbiitched-blog]

with only a portion of her attention pulling down from their place in the clouds, sally’s first instinct is to tug on her wrist — with the intent to physically offer her arm in order for belle to reach what’s needed. but when it doesn’t budge, she snaps out of her distracted trance to find out the problem. it isn’t until her moony eyes settle on her own person that she remembers that she’s flesh and bone now. ❛ oh, right, ❜ sally chuckles. ❛ surely a day will come that i remember that won’t work. ❜ she takes a step back to examine the bookcase. sally cautiously presses her foot on the bottom shelf ; she tests it to see if it breaks. when it doesn’t, she looks to the woman standing beside her. ❛ perhaps if you climbed it.. ? ❜  

[mythbiitched-blog]

‘ I   SENSE   THERE’S   SOMETHING   IN   THE   WIND … ’

i  .     accessing      information   :      the creation

what   happens   when   a   mad   scientist   finds   too   much inspiration   from   the   classic   tale   of   frankenstein   ? he   sets   out   to   create   his   own   story ,   using   the   same outline .   when   dr.   finkelstein   set   out   to   create   his own   monster ,   he   was   determined   to   do   it   better . and   he   did ;   sally   proved   to   be   a   much   more   whole ‘ living ’   being   than   her   fictional   counterpart .   pleased with   his   success   but   not   blind   to   the   mistakes   he’s made ,   dr.   finkelstein   kept   his   monster   locked   up for   experiments ,   observation ,   and   upgrades .

ii  .     accessing      information   :      blurred   lines

from   day   one   sally   has   proven   herself   to   be   far  more   sophisticated   than   other   man - made   monsters . she   had   a   brain ,   the   full   spectrum   of   human emotions ,   and   most   importantly : a   soul .   she’s   more than   a   hunk   of   leaves   and   stitches .   she’s   never possessed   a   heart   and   yet   she’s   always   found a   way   to   act   upon   its   whim .   but   despite   her human   tendencies ,   dr.   finkelstein   was   always   quick to   remind   her   that   she’s   a   monster .   an   object to   own   &   something   to   experiment   on   &   control .

iii  .     accessing      information   :      rebel   yell

for   years   sally   dreamt   of   joining   the   world ,   to   be a   part   of   it   like   everyone   else   was .   but   because she   was   so   physically   fragile ,   dr.   deemed   it   to dangerous   for   her .   so   he   kept   her   under   lock   & key ,   not   out   of   concern   but   out   of   control . but   instead   of   accepting   defeat ,   sally   began   to find   alternate   ways   of   getting   what   she   wanted ( including   practicing   potions ,   charms ,   &   other   forms of   witchcraft ) .

iv  .     after   the   nightmare   ended   :

despite   finally   earning   mutual   affection   from   the king   of   halloweentown ,   sally   was   still   claimed   as property   by   dr.   finkelstein .   while   he   was   loyal   to his   king ,   none   of   the   other   creations   he   made seemed   to   possess   the   abilities   sally   did .   the mad   scientist   within   him   refused   to   let   her   go &   he   threatened   to   destroy   her   if   she   tried   to leave   permanently .   sally’s   ability   to   foresee events   before   they   happen   allowed   her   to   know that   her   creator   wasn’t   bluffing .   much   to   her horror ,   she   could   see   the   end   of   her   existence . this   left   her   heartbroken   &   terribly   depressed ,   as she   didn’t   want   to   spend   the   rest   of   her   indefinite existence   fighting   tooth   &   nail   just   to   be   able to   live .

v  .     she   gets   even   :

although   at   first   she   lost   her   will   to   fight   for her   freedom ,   sally   eventually   snapped   out   of   it . she   constructed   a   story   of   a   fake   vision   she   had about   dr.   finkelstein’s   future .   it   was   grim ,   and dark   enough   to   convince   him   to   finally   let   her   go . after   all   it   was   for   his   benefit   now .   it   finally   marked the   end   of   sally   the   property   &   thus   sally   the individual   was   born .   soon   enough ,   sally   the   queen .

vi  .     before      sanctuary   :

she   loves   halloweentown ,   she   really   does .   but   she’s always   felt   incredibly   left   out .   after   all ,   the   creatures who   live   there   were   all   alive   at   some   point .   &   no matter   how   many   times   she   tries   to   act   human , its   one   thing   she   can   never   be .   so   apart   from making   clothing   for   the   permanently   younger   residents of   halloweentown ,   sally   was   having   a   discreet   but very   intense   life   crisis   about   her   purpose   &   existence . from   home   she   brought   a   couple   of   essential   ingredients &   drawings   she’s   made   of   her   family   &   some   dresses .

vii  .     in   sanctuary :    

she’s   unsettled   in   siressa   because   she   can’t   seem to   get   a   clear   vision   of   what’s   to   come   from   this experience .   the   unknown   leaves   her   very ,   very unnerved .   she’s   fine   with   being   a   streamstress   as well   as   a   member   of   the   royal   court ,   although she   is   easily   talked   over   &   doesn’t   feel   as   though she’s   treated   as   equally .   luckily   she   provides   clever &   snarky   commentary   during   the   meetings   under her   breath .   sally   is   ecstatic   to   be   human   for   the first   time   ever   but   its   very   overwhelming   for   her .

viii  .     her      portrayal      on      screen   :      

she   has   mixed   feelings   about   the   nightmare   before christmas .   she   finds   it   entertaining   to   watch   herself outsmart   the   mad   doctor   time   &   time   again   but is   uncomfortable   by   the   idea   of   people   having   the impression   that   being   kept   in   captivity   wasn’t   darker than   it   appears   on   screen .   watching   herself   moon over   jack   would   make   her   openly   bashful .

[songsforanewworld-blog1]

it may have been bayou’s day off, but she still found herself  in the department store she worked for. she was attempting to shop for herself, admiring a set of booties she knew her new feet could not walk in quite yet. she still needed to work on her balance to pull off any heel taller than half an inch… 

as she sadly returned the shoes to their place, someone caught her attention. they appeared to be struggling to find something. although it wasn’t even her job, she still knew the entire store like the back of her hand, and she felt it only right to help. she cautiously approached. “what exactly are you looking for?”

[mythbiitched-blog]

ursula eyes the young princess with lazy curiosity ; it’s hard not to notice the melancholy in the air as she returns a pair of boots to their shelf. as per usual, she’s drawn to it — like a moth to a flame, ursula marches towards misery. ❛ and what’s the matter with you, goldilocks ? haven’t found baby bear’s porridge yet ? ❜ the sea witch asks, her head tilts as she does. on her feet are high stilettos she’s testing out. she picks up one of her feet off the ground slightly to stretch her ankle as she shrugs. ❛ meh, nothing in particular. ❜

[oftrcgedys-blog]

“…i’m having a very difficult time understanding something,” the princess begins, pursing her lips. “so i just finished this movie that i’d heard was supposed to be absolutely amazing – and it was, don’t get me wrong – i’m just..confused as to why jack couldn’t have just…climbed onto the door with rose. there was absolutely enough room.”

[mythbiitched-blog]

❛ that’s.. riveting. ❜ in her head, eloise is playing a drinking game with herself: take a shot every time a princess says something you don’t care about. unfortunately for her, had she been playing for real, she would’ve surely been in hospital by now. instead, when katia is finally finished speaking, eloise pours herself a double shot and throws it back. and then one more for good measure. ❛ is life as a.. er, door expert.. exciting ? ❜ gag. this bartender who likes to small talk routine is not going to last long with her. 

[mythbiitched-blog]

she’s on the clock but this bartender’s doing a lot more sampling than serving. she swirls her glass, sending its fermented contents around and around in its own little tornado while she enjoys the aroma. ❛ the other stuff’s fine, i guess, ❜ eloise muses. ❛ but why abandon a classic ? ❜ sure, the alcohols found in this realm were in a wider variety — but all of them paled in comparison to il vino. ❛ this job’s going to be far more entertaining than i thought. ❜ she looks to the customer with an expectant eye. eloise knows she’s supposed to offer to serve them but hell will freeze over before she does that. 

[mythbiitched-blog]

‘ MOTHER’S RIGHT HERE , MOTHER WILL PROTECT YOU ... ’

i  .     accessing      information   :      eloise

a   tree   nymph   born   in   the   grove,   living   along   side her   sisters   &   their   leader  /  caretaker ,   mother   flora. eloise   was   a   gentle ,   innocent   thing   until   one fateful   night   when   one   of   her   sisters   convinced her   to   go   to   a   human   house.   eloise   is   warned that   the   world   of   the   nymphs   may   never   cross with   the   humans   but   that   does   little   to   taint eloise’s   awe   of   the   young   girls’   beautiful   gowns and   extravagant   parties.   she   dreams   of   a   life that   is   even   a   fraction   as   glamorous.

ii  .     accessing      information   :      things   go   wrong

before   long ,   the   humans   catch   eloise   &   discover her   magical   abilities.   they   fawn   over   her   in   awe , begging   her   to   perform   for   them   &   promise   to make   her   one   of   them.   at   first   she   is   fearful of   what   they   might   do ,   but   she   quickly   grows to   trust   them.   eloise   accepts   their   invitation   to their   ball.   but   instead   of   a   night   of   human   fun , the   humans   had   other   plans.   they   humiliate   eloise in   front   of   the   ball ,   they   pour   the   blood   of   an animal   onto   her   and   torment   her .   broken   in   spirit , eloise   returns   home   to   find   the   other   nymphs have   been   slaughtered   by   the   same   humans .

iii  .     accessing      information   :      her   vow

now   being   the   only   nymph   left ,   the   role   of   mother is   passed   onto   eloise .   she   promises   herself   & those   she   has   lost   that   she   will   find   a   way   to avenge   them   &   bring   hell   to   any   human   who dared   to   play   a   part   in   the   torment   of   a   magical being .   she   would   search   the   lands   to   find   new sisters   &   begin   a   new   coven .   but   not   before going   back   to   the   evil   humans   and   slaughtering them   all .   to   keep   the   deed   from   following   her , she   changes   her   name   to   gothel   and   begins   her journey   to   find   any   nymphs   in   other   kingdoms .

iv  .     the   years   after   :

years   pass ,   and   eloise’s   mission   to   find   any remaining   nymphs   turns   up   empty .   she   eventually finds   herself   old   &   weary .   all   hope   seems   lost until   she   stumbles   upon   a   magical   flower   that keeps   her   young .   she   utilizes   this   and   continues with   her   search ,   comforted   by   the   knowledge   that she   has   all   the   time   in   the   world   to   complete her   mission .   that   is   until   the   queen   of   corona falls   ill   &   needs   the   flower   for   herself .   what happened   next   is   a   story   nearly   everyone   knows.

v  .     during   rapunzel’s   upbringing   :

she   continued   to   search   for   her   new   family . she   made   significant   progress   during   these   years , &   managed   to   bring   together   a   small   coven   of devoted   witches   &   other   magic   wielding   beings . they   were   nearly   completed   when   rapunzel   decided to   venture   out   of   the   castle .

vi  .     gothel      almost      dies   :

surprisingly ,   rapunzel’s   hair   being   cut   does   little to   physically   affect   gothel .   the   magic   already utilized   stays   but   the   fall   out   of   the   window is   fatal .   but   while   the   heroes   were   off   celebrating the   fall   of   mother   gothel ,   the   coven   was   on their   way .   when   they   found   their   leader’s   corpse they   used   nearly   all   of   their   magic   to   bring   her back .   against   all   odds ,   it   worked .   mother   gothel was   back   &   she   got   the   hell   out   of   corona .   she continued   life   with   her   coven ,   growing   older   with each   day .   gothel’s   power   is   strong   but   she   cannot turn   back   the   clock   on   herself   without   her   flower .

vii  .     her      job      assignment  :    

she’s   pleased   that   she   gets   the   opportunity   to work   in   a   setting   that   allows   her   to   get   a   sense of   people’s   problems   &   weaknesses .   booze   ain’t a   bad   thing   either .

viii  .     her      portrayal      on      screen   :      

tangled   would   annoy   her   because   she   believes   she   was much   younger   &   more   beautiful   than   the   cartoon   showed . her   once   upon   a   time   portrayal   is   more   accurate when   it   comes   to   her   childhood   &   upbringing , although   the   second   half   of   the   story   is   made   up .

ix  .     note   :   muse      is      not      acknowledging      her      life

now   that   she’s   young   again ,   eloise   is   dropping the   gothel   act   &   getting   back   to   what   she   wants as   her   roots .   she   is   going   back   by   eloise   & pretending   not   to   know   who   gothel   is   at   all .  this   works   because   her   children   have   never   seen her   this   young    (   but   for   drama ,   there   is a   resemblance   ofc   ) .   the   only   one   who   stands   a chance   at   identifying   her   is   rapunzel   or   her   coven .

x  .     disclaimer   :   muse      is      slightly      canon      divergent

the   mun   has   taken   much   of   eloise’s   backstory from   the   foundation   given   in   once   upon   a   time but   acknowledges   that   ouat’s   story   can’t   be   brought over   completely   as   it   contradicts   the   disney   one in   certain   parts

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♪ But you’ll find that nowadays I’ve mended all my ways Repented, seen the light, and made a switch To this ♪

The Little Mermaid (1989)

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“out of curiosity…” cleo begins. she pries her eyes off the ocean in front of her and to the nearest being. the tide washes up just inches before her toes but she doesn’t dare let it touch her- despite how badly she wants it to.. she doesn’t know if she can until triton lifts her punishment. “do you think other people’s curses carried over to this realm ?” 

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ursula can spot a poor, unfortunate soul from a mile away. the stench of desperation is an odor that’s impossible to mask. she’s drawn to it, like a moth to flame. ❛ that depends, ❜ she offers as she takes a seat next to the young cleo. of course, she doesn’t know she’s talking to a descendant of triton, but oh the fun she’ll have when she does. ❛ what exactly were you cursed with, my dear ? ❜

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Having been outside hanging around a few people that were all just casually hanging out, everything seemed to fine until she sees someone get closer, enough to be in her personal space as he whispers something and without a second thought, she makes an excuse to walk away, quickly making her way towards another person and grabbing their attention to turn them around. “If I’m bothering you, oops sorry, I just needed to get away from him, he was getting too close for my liking.” Lydia mumbles as she doesn’t look up at the person in front of her, taking in a deep breath to keep herself calm.

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her first instinct is to be annoyed. when she looks up, her eyes are cold as ice as she looks into the face of a young princess. her brow slowly arches as she apologizes for being a bother but and her mouth opens to deliver a snarky reply but it soon shuts. ursula’s head turns towards the creep. although she’s a villain, she doesn’t have tolerance for old men who try to get too close to young girls. ❛ fine, ❜ she finally replies. ❛ you can stay. ❜ 

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wandcress‌.

kill. ariel’s blood runs cold and she can physically feel her heart skip. she’s bluffing, isn’t she ? surely the first thing she does after being brought back to life wouldn’t be killing someone she hasn’t seen in decades ? well, ariel.. if you were referring to a reasonable person, you’d be correct. but you’re dealing with ursula. ursula the almighty, ursula the feared, ursula the bad. she was willing to take your life once, why wouldn’t she try again ?” 

the condescending nickname of the little mermaid nearly makes ariel growl. “and i see hell’s done wonders for your moral compass,” she retorts. she lets out a high gasp as she’s smacked across the face, her hand quickly reaching up to soothe the stinging area. there’s fire in her eyes as ursula holds her by the grin. she has half a mind to spit in her face, but she can do one better. ariel kicks ursula’s ankles out from underneath her as she shoves her backwards, buying enough time to at least climb to her feet. she takes the fork in her hold once more. it’s not much in the realm of weaponry but its the best she’s got. “quit while you’re ahead, ursula,” ariel advises. “unless you’re interested in a second funeral. ” 

unexpectedly, she topples to the ground. an involuntary groan of pain escapes her but soon enough, she’s all wicked grins and hearty laughter. ursula’s tentacles quickly reach for ariel ; one wraps around her arms. she climbs to her feet and takes the time to fix her bangs before proceeding with her ambush.

❛ check the scoreboard, sweetheart ! ❜ ursula booms. effortlessly, her voice fills the spacious hallways and echoes throughout the corridor. she pulls the queen back towards her with her tentacles, tightening her hold until its hard to breathe. ❛ i’m standing in front of you, more alive and powerful than i’ve ever been. you’re not ahead of me — you’ve never been. ❜ her second tentacle snakes its way around ariel’s throat, cutting off the air supply so ursula can ask a very important question without interruption. ❛ now tell me, dear, sweet child : how shall i kill you ? ❜

❛ should i just squeeze and squeeze and squeeze — ❜ ursula pauses, tightening her hold even more before finally allowing the mermaid to breathe. ❛ and leave your limp, lifeless body out here in the hallway for all to see on their way home ? ❜ another pause. ❛ oh, i know ! i’ll go back inside and track down your little litter of guppies.. and then i’ll bring them back here. pick them off, one by one, ❜ a devilish smile crawls across her young features but it soon turns into a condescending pout. ❛ and the last thing any of them would see is their mother mommy while she watches.. and does nothing to help them. ❜

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boundlessimaginction‌.

Eric’s knuckles paled. He expected one of the boys. Or a guard fetching him for court. Hell– even that stupid smug grin of Charming’s was more likely than the devil before him. That voice… A chill shot through his tense form leaving a sliminess in its wake as if a tentacle drug down his back. He stared, not daring to blink as he processed the woman before him. Her youthful face paired with sultry brown eyes and a cat like grin that made his stomach churn. How? How was it possible? He’d heard rumors of people long dead being brought back.But that’s all they were. Rumors. There had been no proof until now and for all he knew, it was some cruel (and dangerous) parlor trick by one of the many villains populating Siressa. He had no qualms with any though. All of his hatchets he’d buried long ago– one being in the back of this very ghost. 

“Aw. You held out for me after all these years? I’m touched,” he replied, his tone ice compared to the nausea he felt inside. “I would have thought the merguard made it very clear how I felt, but you’re persistent. I’ll give you that,” He swiveled the blade in his grip, crossing it between them and held it en garde. He stood firm, ready to strike if need be. But still, as he stared at her in that form he felt… something somewhere way in the back of his mind. What? He had no clue, though he could guess it was remnants of whatever spell she’d cast long ago. It wasn’t strong enough to restrain him, he was certain of that. But it gave him pause that he wasn’t sure he was comfortable with. “Why don’t you loose the body suit, hm? We are alone here, there’s no need to hide…”

ursula can practically hear the chill shooting eric’s nerves. it brings her a deep, twisted sense of joy to know she’s taken him by surprise. not even king triton himself could wipe the grin off her face or the amusement in her blackened heart. ❛ poor, poor eric, ❜ she cooes. ❛ so many questions clouding that teeny tiny brain of his, ❜ ursula pouts for just a second. ❛ how sad. ❜ 

❛ oh, yes. i guess you could say i’ve been dying to get back to you, ❜ she drones, eyes rolling at her own word play. she’s quite lucky that she’s able to amuse herself, even in the presence of one of her more obvious targets. the sight of the king still standing in a defense positions triggers another laugh out of ursula. ❛ i see you’re as testy as ever, princey. ❜ she flips her hands, palms up. purple smog quickly envelops the weapon.. when it clears, it has vanished. ❛ no need for blades, your highness. i’m only here to talk. ❜ out of ursula’s mouth, the title is anything but regal. she takes a confident step forward, trespassing eric’s personal space. she wills the glamour spell to fade and she’s back to her normal self—although she’s much younger and beautiful than he’s ever had the privilege of seeing. 

❛ unfortunately we just haven’t the time to kiss and make up, princey, ❜ the witch informs, sarcasm dripping from her. the wicked in her soul is on full display as she locks eyes with the king. the time for faux reunions is over ; it’s time to get to business. the once amused expression on her face quickly falls into a glare.  ❛ in fact.. you answer me one itty bitty question.. and you’ll find me out of your hair. ❜ as she speaks, a single finger caresses eric’s cheek. with a voice cold enough to freeze hell itself, she asks one question:

❛ where. is. she ? ❜