Icyelva‌:

@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?”

devourcd‌:

“  you  don’t  reckon  we  should  change  that  ?  ”   head  will  tilt  slightly  to  the  right  ,  fingers  moving  to  tuck  golden  locks  behind  her  ear  .  gaze  will  fall  from  his  face  ,  to  the  ground  .  she’s  not  one  for  getting  excited  about  festival  activities  —  but  there  were  ways  around  that  ,  certainly  .   “   i’m  not  so  sure  this  kind  of  thing  is  my  …  style  ,  but  .  being  drunk  would  help  !   ”

“ yeah, we --- wait, i can’t.” he stopped himself, internally patting himself on the back for resisting the temptation of alcohol. “ alright, well, i can’t get drunk but i can help you get drunk. i used to be pretty good at it, after all. ” he chuckled, waving down the bartender. “two -- no three white gummy bear shots.” he turned back to the princess. “these taste so good and totally go with spring vibe.”

He thought drugs were his best friend. He had no idea that they kept their enemies closer than their friends.

Hedonist Poet (via hedonistpoet)

salem really needed to remember that not everyone had as strong a tolerance as he did. "hey, only one of us is allowed to feel worthless,” he joked before realizing that gil was serious. he really did himself as so much lesser than everyone around him. “gil---” he moved the drink away from the other male, cupping his face in his hands to force him to look at him. “that’s the alcohol talking, man.” he tried to calm him. “strong and tough, it’s bullshit. if you’re in somebody’s life it’s because they want you there. trust me, the minute someone doesn’t want you, they’d let you know. and even if they are so much better there’s still something you got that they must need.”

@graveghcst.

“sometimes i wonder if i am truly needed, y’know ? like – my dad has my brothers and ellie who are stronger and tougher than i will ever be,” he chewed on his thumb as his other hand toyed with the hem of his shirt – his fourth drink sitting in front of him, “and yeah i finally have the relationship i dreamed about but am i that needed in it ? somedays i think i’m not – especially since they are too so much better than me.”

wickedissms‌:

“I know it’s not, and I don’t expect it to.” Elva sighed, “But you don’t need something to help you, you need to get at the problem from its source.” She knew there was something about Salem and being out of Halloweentown that he struggled with, but she couldn’t say exactly what it was. “Talk to your parents, ask them how to fix this. If Fairy Godmother could dampen my powers there has to be some help for you.”

“No.” He could never go to his parents. They would call his powers a gift, they would force him to embrace them. “Wait -- she dampened your powers? Why didn’t you go to her sooner?” Part of it was Salem trying to distract from his own problem but he was curious why Fairy Godmother, who seemed to know everything, hadn’t approached Elva sooner.

lilxxterror‌:

“It really is. Like the food in the school is good but some of things I had in town is so good. I mean not as good as my dad’s but still.” She said with some admiration. “I blame the weather but yes the woods are quiet.” Irey knew it was because the villains were planning something, something she didn’t really know though. “I think I wouldn’t have gone to school if it was my choice but dad thought it was something I should do. I didn’t really go Dragon Hall back on the Isle.”

“What does your dad make?” Maybe Salem should be thinking twice about being friends with the daughter of Oogie Boogie but she had always been nice to him. “My mom cooks more often than my dad but her baking is the best. I love her spider cookies.” Which didn’t have actual spiders in them, she often decorated her sugar cookies with spiders and all things creepy. “School’s boring, I never cared for it much either.”

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