* ebony black / heart

Draco White | son of Snow White THE WITCH HAD HER LAST laugh & YEARS LATER HE HEARS IT EVERYDAY AS THE WHISPERS IN HIS HEAD.

[poiscnedprince]

mimiisms‌:

– ♔ Mentally she’s been going over the royalty that she knows in the back of her mind, trying to find one that she could place him in. It’s not exactly going that well, given his traits don’t match the ones she thinks he could be related to. All the same, Katherine is determined to figure it out one way or another and if he keeps this attitude up, something tells her it’ll be much more fun than she’d originally anticpated. “Ah see there is yer answer!” A sense of giddiness erupts behind sapphire, inching closer to his form. “If ye dun’t know than obviously tha best way ta figure et out is ta let someone like ME inta yer little noggin’, we can figure et out together.”

Even if he had inherited many of his mother’s features, his attitude always confused anyone that did not know his heritage. He steps away when she steps closer, feeling his skin begin to itch because of her proximity. “No. I am not allowing you nor anyone else into my head. Go play these games with a willing participant. I need to go,” he repeated, finally taking initiative to leave as he moved past her. He felt even being in her presence was a danger.

[poiscnedprince]

thctcharmingscn‌:

Carson perched himself on a small counter and his arms rested behind him as his eyes watched the males movements. Draco always seemed to be more fluid and effortless with his movements and his ability. His tongue slipped over his lips to wet them up before he realised his eyes may have been staring at the male for a little to long silently. “Well you’re definitely in good shape..” he pointed out. 

After realizing he would never become king, Draco threw himself into other hobbies. He had a mind for strategy and politics, but he would never be a leader, so instead he decided to train his body. His movements paused as he glanced at his friend. “Speak for yourself,” he mused as he continued beating the punching bag. “I’m ready whenever you are,” he added after a few long moments passed.

[poiscnedprince]

thctcharmingscn‌:

Carson watched the other with a stern look for a moment as if annoyed then his expression lightened. With a laugh, he replied, “it’s fine honestly. I wouldn't  be that pissed at you if you did.” He stated. “Well company is fine with me .. and I wouldn’t say a sparring partner is off the cards either, once I have recovered a little bit.” He pointed to the other. 

“Good. Gives me time to warm up.” Draco grabbed his gloves from his bag, strapping them on before he stepped up to the punching bag. After taking a moment to stretch out his arms, he started throwing a few punches to begin his training for the day. It was relaxing to let out all the built up tension in his muscles as he lost himself in the movements that were well ingrained by now.

[namtan]

[sociopathickai]

@poiscnedprince

[poiscnedprince]

thctcharmingscn‌:

Sighing at the words, he frowned. “I know that, but it’s just one of those days… you know I need someone to tell me to stop some times..” he stated. Carson looked over to the other. “It seems like I am not the only one with this idea..” he pointed out. He  bit on his lip for a moment. “How come you chose to come here today?” he wondered. 

“Yeah... sorry, I don’t mean to lecture you.” He glanced back at his bag before nodding. “I was hoping to have company or even a sparring partner. Sometimes I need someone to tell me when to stop as well or I’d do this all day,” he admitted with a small smile. Although he was hesitant to ask him to spar, having him for company would be nice while he trained.

[poiscnedprince]

thctcharmingscn‌:

Carson heard the other speaking, and slowed his pace turning a little and moving strands of his blonde hair out of his face. His breathing continued for a few moments before starting to slow as he recovered. Carson gave a small smile. “Sorry…I just felt like I needed to keep going..” he admitted to the other. 

“Give your body some rest,” he advised as he set his gym bag down on a bench. “Training’s no good if you hurt yourself too harshly in the process.” Draco wasn’t trying to harp on his friend but he was concerned about him overdoing it. Everyone in the rebellion was tense, frustrated, and constantly on edge as they waited for something to happen. People like Draco and Carson certainly worked it out through training but he knew that exhausting himself and overextending his body would just do more harm than good in the long run.

[poiscnedprince]

mimiisms‌:

– ♔ Painted lips only further stretch upward, amusement circling within. “Oh ‘ow gallant, mm?” Such a brave face, a front perhaps. Maybe if she was lucky it wasn’t, maybe he was the son of a former Knight? Although she doesn’t know many Kings that were knights, for that matter. Then again she didn’t know much about Auradon’s history outside of what she knew as a child and learned from the Isle. “Games?” Feigned offense paints her features with a hand coming to her chest, mocking innocence which diminishes a second later. “Tha’s my mum’s speciality, darlin’. Ah’m more interested in whut goes on inside yer little noggin’, whut makes ye tick.” No, he wasn’t getting off that easily.

His frown only deepened as she continued to tease him, making him feel like an insect caught in the delicate web of a black widow. Which was not an image fueled by fear. The notion of death was not something he took lightly but it was not something that scared him as much as it should have for someone with what most would deem a sheltered upbringing. “If you find out let me know. I hardly know the answer myself,” he responded, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the witch.

[sociopathickai]

Since the take over especially, Carson had been training harder than he had before. He was part of the rebellion, but that fact was kept very much hidden. Knowing a battle was likely at some point in the future, he wanted to be ready. He hit the target with his fist, it shaking slightly at the force of the impact. His breathing was slightly labours simply due to the fact he had been training a lot longer than he probably should have today. 

[poiscnedprince]

Draco had always stayed in shape but it seemed needless for anything beyond staying relatively healthy. Now it had become a necessity because he needed to be prepared for anything. It was no surprise when he found his long time friend was practicing with most likely similar thoughts in mind. “Don’t burn yourself out,” he warned the other as he took note of his labored breath.

[hafael-archive]

[residentsofauradon]

“ i don’t think i quite   like what it is you’re   implying of me … ”

                         she admits , hooded eyes scouring the face before                          her as she attempts some semblance of innocence .                          betraying her family , accepting the hand uma extended                          could be construed as treason . but she had to survive .                          she had to choose herself . auradon didn’t need her .

“ now if you will   excuse me ──  ”

[poiscnedprince]

“those who know the least, talk the most.” the prince spoke up, recognizing the oldest child of adam and belle. it was a shock when news spread that she had allied herself with uma but draco could hardly blame her. king ben had only recently been spotted alive and well. the condition of the retired king and queen was still left to be undetermined and rumors that they were dead still circulated throughout every kingdom. whether she knew different, he understood the need to save herself, self preservation was a rightfully selfish and hard instinct to fight.

“don’t listen to the common gossip. most words are spoken out of fear or undue hatred.”

[poiscnedprince]

whiteprincss‌:

laney knew that no one in her family had approved of her allegiancies with uma because she had decided to team up with her at a chance of true love despite her knowing full well that all her crush had done to her was use her to get to auradon. she sucked her teeth as she looked up at her older brother, she knew that he probably had a point, but she had always been one to go against the rules of auradon especially when it came to julian, harry and uma. “as long as it takes probably, i’m not giving up until he likes me back and you know how stubborn i can be when it comes to love. since when did you start caring about my love life, big brother?”

“men like him don’t feel love.” that much he knew after watching julian. he thought the kid was just an annoyance at first, too eager to please but he made his sister happy and gave his parents relief to know someone much different from draco would be around to take the throne when necessary. draco had been ready to accept it when the wedding was finalized but as soon as the takeover happened, he had left his sister heartbroken and desperate to win him back even after he showed the fangs he had been hiding all along. no one with a heart could fake a love so deep and then turn their back on it as if it was nothing. “i have always cared. i care now even more since it could mean the death of you.”

[poiscnedprince]

fvllentm‌:

“Oh, how times have changed,” she murmured, allowing herself a moment of reminiscence. She could almost smile remembering how care free she once was. Almost. Swallowing the feeling, she lowered her bow before turning towards her oldest friend. “In your case, explanation is never required. Besides, I could use your company and a break right about now. I can’t tell anymore if all this extra training is amplifying my stress or calming it.” A truth she’d reveal to few aside from him.

“Not for the better,” he remarked, taking a seat on a nearby tree stump. “Stress doesn’t exactly go well with archery.” Not when you needed a steady arm and firm hold on the bow and arrow. That much he knew but it was hard to find any stress relief these days. Anyone not allied to Uma had to live looking over their shoulder, wondering if the villains or other vks would be satisfied with just ruling Auradon or if they would want more.

[poiscnedprince]

mimiisms‌:

– ♔ Ah, maybe he was smart after all. “Ah think not.” Head cants as gaze lingers over his form once more, drumming up ways he could be of use to her or in any other ways of interest. Oh ! He could definitely be fun to pester, “Yer a princling, innet ye?” Sure as hell ain’t a face she’s recognized back on the Isle and yet Katherine’s positive she’s seen him a few times on the streets since invading Auradon, which really gives her the answer she seeks. “Makes ye interestin’ fer pokin’ ‘nd prodin’.” Emphasis is made with fingers dancing across shoulder, purposefully slow steps carried around his form. “Whose little boy is ye, then, mm?”

Draco frowned when he realized she was taking an interest in him, whatever that meant for the witch. “I am,” he responded with a hard gaze as he watches her, having no reaction to her touch. The prince dislikes being touched in general but he knew she would take advantage of any weakness he dared to show. “Look, I am not interested in playing any games. I must return home,” he finished, keeping his mouth shut to her latter question. There was no point in introducing himself to the woman who seemed to have nothing but bad intentions.

[lightwoodsdaily]

[scarletwitcheries]

[poiscnedprince]

@lcneywhite​

     draco had bit his tongue about his sister’s allegiances in order to hide his role in the rebellion but it was infuriating to see her chase after a man that had done nothing but used her and made it clear he had nothing but evil in his heart. nobody but those allied with the rebellion knew of his work behind the scenes and it made his heart ache that he could not even be honest with his sister because he worried that she would betray him for the sake of her damned ex fiance. “how long are you going to pursue him before you’ve had enough of hearing from his own lips that he never cared for you?”

[poiscnedprince]

totallyxlost‌:

a sense of dread came over the younger. He swallowed thickly, dreading the words that were about to leave him. “I have not heard any news of the royal family… what if… what if our fears are just? What if they have perished?” It was a thought that he did not want to think about. It would mean their whole rebellion would be for not. “It would be chaos. All the noble families would stake claim to the throne once uma has been overthrown…. it would be a bloody revolution….” a heavy and weary side came from him. “I do not think… I can tread anymore carefully… I’ve tried my best to distract hook’s son… there is so much I can do… I fear for my family, draco. my father still lies in the dark prison… barely surviving…”

the politics of this would become ten times more complicated if the royal family was dead but draco highly doubted they had been killed. “i don’t want to make light of your fears but knowing uma, she would parade their heads around on sticks rather than keep it a secret if she had them killed already.” there would be no point in hiding their deaths, it would only serve to add to the hope that was leading the rebellion to believe they were still alive. “my family and others are loyal to the crown, it would do us more harm than good to try to take the crown even if they have passed. until we know anything for sure we have to believe that they are alive and if they are not... new plans will be put into place.” leaders were coming forth through the rebellion, draco could easily identify at least two candidates that would be viable options for the crown if necessary. “if your father has any chance at getting out this is all he’s got unless he wants to be in servitude to a sea witch for the remainder of his life.”