I Love Sleep. My Life Has The Tendency To Fall Apart When I’m Awake, You Know?

wcstelavd‌:

“oh you should never feel worthless, not when you are so damn great,” gil sighed, a pout resting on his lips as he turned to face salem, letting him move the drink even though it made him pout some more. “but i once heared that saying – wine comes in, truth comes out so it must be true. i know they care but that doesn’t mean i am needed,” he responded as he met the other’s eyes. “i suppose you are right but you don’t know – maybe they just feel bad about telling me i’m not good enough. what do i have that they will need ?” he looked down as he let his hands fall to the side, “did – did anyone ever push you away because they no longer wanted you, salem ? because if so – they’re dumb. you’re great. a little bit of a mess but that’s fine – we all are, clearly,” he offered him a small smile.

if only that were true. salem was a mess that no one wanted to deal with, including himself. the skellington boy was also terrible at offering comfort, his buzzed brain trying to come up with the answers that gil wanted. “ well --- vks, i’ve noticed don’t keep things around they don’t need, yeah? and there’s a lot about you that’s super awesome, gil. ” the words started out hesitant, salem not wanting to make gil feel judged for being a vk.  “ uhh---” salem had no words for that question, hands falling from gil’s face as he thought back to all the people that had been pushed away by his addictions. “ more like --- what i did pushed them away. i’m really not that great. i’m a useless huge mess of ghost --er person,” he admitted with dry laughter.

@lovewrotes // closed starter

     “i’m sorry you got stuck here just because i asked a favor.” salem was really just looking for any excuse to hang out with someone to keep his mind distracted. he had cleaned his place up and put all of his alcohol out of site. the drugs his body had become accustomed to, he was having a harder time giving them up so he tried to limit how much he took. he still had a long way to go and he was already feeling antsy. “i didn’t think the snow would be so bad but um --- i can make you something? food? something warm to drink?”

blvcksail‌:

For just a second, Eden debated asking what was so special about Tuesdays. She quickly decided against it. “The only thing I’m considering, is whether or not you’re worth the effort it would take to drown you,” she hissed, lips pulled back in disgust as she looked over the other. It would be easy enough to cover up. 

“Doubt I’m worth the trouble. I’m quite squirmy,” he embellished with a wiggle of his fingers. Not to mention he was also the son of the famous Pumpkin King but he never liked bringing that up unless the situation was dire. “I wonder if I can drown,” he mused since he had formerly been a ghost.

lilxxterror‌:

Irey scooped up another piece of ice cream as she listened to him talk. “That sounds pretty cool.” Only she would think dead and horrifying would look better than how everything looked here. “Wow so this must be not as cool compare to that then?” She asked.

“There’s no comparison. It’s --- different worlds,” he answered shrugging as he focused again on his treat. It was his distraction for now because what he really wanted was a bottle of any alcohol he could get his hands on. “It’s like comparing Halloween and Easter,” he added, glancing over at his companion.

::please stop breaking my heart‌::

Elva covered her mouth at the confession, not realizing that was how he felt and how she must have hurt him. “Oh…Salem…I…” but what could she say? She had never liked him that way, and probably never would. Just like Charlie she saw him more as a brother than a potential…anything else. Even acknowledging him “as a man” as he put it seemed strange. “It’s not that I don’t care about you…but I like…Harry.” The guy everyone was talking about her kissing the other day, the guy she’d never really brought up because she thought they needed to work on Salem’s stuff. “But even without him. You have to know, it was never like that for me.” It was cold, but so was she, and she couldn’t let Salem hope for something she could never give him.

Did some part of the former ghost think that maybe once he confessed, she would see him in a new light? A small, fragile part did, but he was still prepared for rejection. He was not prepared to hear that she had feelings for another guy and why did that make it so much worse? “Yeah, I know.” He chuckled dryly, shaking his head. It shouldn’t have surprised him after all the rumors he heard but he barely paid attention to anything when he was on a high. “I know you’ll never... yeah.” He finished lamely, unable to keep the fake smile on his face. All he wanted to do now was drink himself stupid but if he did that and Elva found out, she would be mad at him and he was supposed to be trying to do better.

          salem could had admit, he had been a pretty awful big brother lately. one small shopping trip. he could do that while staying mostly sober. “ okay, okay. what’s it for? i need a new hoodie anyways, my other one got -- burned up,” he said with a shrug.

@graveghcst  !!

                “  please  don’t  make  me  go  alone  ,  “  barely  a  whisper  from  the  youngest  skellington  ,  looks  up  to  the  other  ;  one  moment  ,  ONE  moment  of  vulnerability  you’ll  get  from  her  ,  “  i  know  it’s  just  a  stupid  shopping  trip  —  but  i  …  i  can’t  go  alone  .  please  ,  s  .  “

wickedissms‌:

Maelficent hadn’t found him as low as before. She would have to bring him down then. She picked up a bit of snow with her bare hands, hardly registering the cold. She began to compact it into a ball. “I would have thought it would remind you of your ice princess.” She said, innocently enough. “Has her heart yet to melt for you?”

     “ Elva... ”  He had been doing his best to get better just so he could see her again, she may never love him back but he still wanted to be her friend. “Ah -- no, it’s never going to. I just --- you know, I’ll just be alone for a bit.” He forced a smile, trying not to think about the fact that he was in no condition to be with someone. To drag someone else into the mess he had become would be cruel.

lilxxterror‌:

“You probably know who they are. Some call them The Boogie Man, others who work for them say Mr. Oogie. In short, my dad is Oogie Boogie.” Irey said with a very proud smile. If he is from Halloween Town, then he’ll know exactly who she is talking about.

“Oh! That’s the dude my dad doesn’t like. He chased him out of town or something.” The big bad Boogie man. He was still famous in Halloween Town because while everyone in town toed the line of the macabre and weird, Oogie had taken it a step farther into being plain evil. They may scare people for a living but Salem saw nothing wrong with that.