Wickedissms‌:

“how’d you get this?” from fil

     Salem watched as Gil traced over the scarred skin of his left palm. “Broke a glass... cut up my hand pretty badly,” he explained with a shrug. “But, it’s nothing serious now.” He pulled his hand away as he moved to his kitchen. “So, you want a beer?”

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Salem: dude...

Salem: i need to be drunk

Salem: or high

Salem: or both 🤔

you’re a dying thing that never quite dies. still desperate, still trying to keep going, to keep flying— to prove you’re alive.

the difference between surviving and living | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

lilxxterror‌:

“You should take me with you when you go back. I want to see the place where my dad and my other, i guess you can say, relatives are from.” She knew once the goal was completed here, she rather leave to Halloween Town then stay here or go back to the Isle.

“I can’t do that,” he spoke, still smiling. “Who’s your dad?” His own dad had told him to be careful of who he let into Halloween Town, it wasn’t exactly a safe place for humans. Most of the citizens themselves would do no harm to an outsider but being scared to death was quite a real possibility.

@icyelva

The timing was terrible but Salem had no choice but to walk up to the closest person nearby and that happened to be Elva. A girl he was crushing on hard but she wanted nothing to do with him. “ ‘M sorry, please just pretend to talk to me for a few minutes. I’ll leave as soon as I can,” he spoke in a low and hurried tone, glancing behind them every so often.

wickedissms‌:

“She’s in love and he’s a liar,” Maleficent suggested, as though that explained everything. She wasn’t wrong about the latter part. “You could ask him yourself, he’d probably forget you even know Elva.” She touched his cheek, invading his space like she planned to invade his mind. It was hard to contain her glee. Never had things fallen into place so easily. He was practically begging for her to take advantage of him.  “I can, but it will require you to trust me.”

“She’ll freeze him to death if that’s true but I will ask him.” His thoughts were straying until she brought him back with a touch of her. It was sad how starved he was for real human contact. “Okay, yeah, I’ll trust you. Please, I just need the ghosts to be gone. I want to be better again.” Begging at this point, he wasn’t ashamed, he had gotten used to and forgotten that feeling one too many bottles ago.

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harry: you know i'm down for getting drunk

harry: my dorm is free. i never use it so

salem: i would say my apartment is better but...

salem: it's trashed

salem: any drink requests?

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