nokingcharlie:
♛ — “I would have thought they would be talking about other stuff, like whatever is going with the VKs.” He replied back. “A drink doesn’t sound too bad. I’m sure those who are wanting to see what i’m up to would think I’m just back to my partying ways.” — ♛
“Because that topic is a total mood killer. Why talk about politics when you can talk about something safe like what’s up with a returning royal.” Salem knew there was plenty of gossip about him but standards were much different in Halloween Town. “Then come to my place. I have plenty of beer and other shit. If they don’t see you, they have nothing to talk about.”
lilxxterror:
“It’s not exactly at the best of standards. Alot is just pretty okay and the stuff that was considered really good was very expensive.” She remembered how she stole some food once and they almost caught her but she managed to get away. Taking a bite of her pancake. “Maybe in the dungeons or in the woods. I know when I’ve come from visiting my dad I saw like a spider web. Maybe not in the school though. I swear its like that place is spot clean.” She said dramatically but she doubt that anything like that would be hard to find.
“That’s the irony here, the cheap stuff is better than the expensive stuff.” Salem would take a fast food burger any day over some five course meal filled with all kinds of weird food. Weird in a not good way to the Halloween prince. “The woods are fun. Quiet, these days.” Not just because of the cold, but because people were afraid of what was lurking within the woods. “But you’re right about the school. I lived in Halloweentown until my parents figured it’d be better if I attended high school here.” And now that he had graduated, he was doing nothing to make it all worth it.
wickedissms:
“Well, you should stop now.” Maleficent pushed him away, a grin on her face. “Obviously you won’t tell anyone about what happened,” she continued to exert her influence. “I wouldn’t worry about the drugs.” They were better to his mind weak and ready for entry, “Go and get your girl, or at least tell her about her unfaithful pirate.”
“Everyone needs a good hug now and then.” He chuckled, stepping back anyways when she pushed him. As calm as he felt, he still knew not to push his luck with the sorceress. He cocked his head in confusion, wanting to argue the point but he simply nodded with a small smile. “Yeah, I should tell her the good news. And again, thanks. This is... unbelievable.”
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
Ernest Hemingway (via thequotejournals)
wickedissms:
“Oh please, you have to know…the way he looks at Uma. You can hear them from the dock…and sometimes Carlos De Vill is there too.” She hoped her casual tone made it sound more humiliating for Elva. “There is no progress without breaking down walls,” She said sagely, a true sentiment but not one she usually followed. “I can’t help you if you dot tell me,”
“She’s his captain... De Vil?” Salem shook his head, not wanting to think badly of Harry because he was a cool guy to hang out with but Elva was his best friend. Feelings or no feelings, he never wanted to see someone hurt her. “I can see ghosts. They talk to me, yell at me or sometimes just scream. I don’t know it depends on how they died I guess. It’s just too much sometimes.” All the time. “Sometimes I can even feel they’re pain and I-- I am not strong enough to handle all that.”
ofjackskellingtcn:
“Oh nice. You know you can come visit home right? I haven’t seen you at home in forever. Although I guess that doesn’t mean you haven’t been home. Anyways, i’m glad you’re well. i ‘ve missed you.”
“Yeah, I know !” He assured, a little too eagerly. “But I’ve just been busy here, ya know. I can never get enough time off to make a trip home.”
halloween aesthetics ⋆ ghosts
Hey, would it be so bad if I stayed, I’m just a ghost out of his grave.
mother mother › ghosting.
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.
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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