nokingcharlie:
♛ — Charlie let out a big laugh, all this talk was reminding him of fun memories from back of the day. “I’m a whatever-gets-me-in-a-good-mood kind og guy but i’ll say vodka for sure.” — ♛
“Got it.” It wasn’t much longer before they finally arrive at Salem’s place and he was digging around in his designated liquor cabinet, pulling out a couple large bottles. “Beer’s in the fridge if you want to help yourself while I get this ready and make yourself comfortable!” He called out over his shoulder.
wickedissms:
Elva sighed and wrapped her arms around Salem, letting her anger fade and just taking a moment to remind him that the only reason she was mad because she cared about him. “You’re right,” She said quietly, “I didn’t give you a choice, I was so worried about hurting you that I didn’t even think there was a choice.” She pulled away but kept a hand on his arm. “I’m not forcing you to do anything, Salem, but if you really care about me, you’ll…I don’t know…get it together.” She smiled slightly, “Starting with us being friends again, okay?”
The hug was a surprise and a reminder just how touch starved he had been, he craved the touch of someone that actually cared. “I do care but --- I need something to help me.” Something to help keep away the insanity of being able to commune with the dead. His arms had come up to circle around her waist but they fell just as soon as she pulled away. “Okay but ---” It felt like he was making excuses for everything these days. “Is that really okay? Even if I do fix my shit, it’s not going to happen overnight.”
@brvinsnbrvwn // closed starter
another long night of partying and salem was completely wasted, stumbling as he walked back to his apartment. “wow --” he chuckled when he nearly ran into another guy, raising his hands to show he meant no harm. “my bad uh dude. the night’s still early but --- i went too hard.” he laughed again, shaking his head. salem probably should be more worried about being out so close to curfew but he figured he would make it home soon.
So waking up always seems to hurt.
@wickedissms
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.
What will your parents think if they heard you talked to the daughter of Oogie Boogie?
honesty hour.
“ i don’t know really but there’s worse things they could be mad about. i didn’t say anything that she couldn’t find out on her own. ”
Hey, I am sober. I’ve been sober for two - almost two days now. It feels like 45 years.
@wickedissms
The Only Living Boy in New York (2017)
the darkness takes us hostage and spits us out unmade. you try to put me back together but darling, some things cannot be saved.
the woods in me are black and deep, i can no longer be what you crave, Amrita C. (via sunrisesongs)
SALEM SKELLINGTON. Former Ghost. Son of Jack&Sally. If you S T A R E into the darkness, something will stare BACK.
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