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girlboypersonthingy · 1 month

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hi can i request for sal fisher w a s/o who likes to trace his face scars with their fingers 😎

YES YES YES I want this so bad, I wish this were me sooooo baaadddddd 😮‍💨 thanks for all the Sally face requests I’ve been getting! I’m living for it. If you’ve requested, I’ll get to it soon. Promise ✨ enjoy~

Notes: established relationship, first time saying ‘I love you’, tons of fluff, short little drabble

TW: spit (Sal drools a lil 😚)

Sal x reader- Quality Time

After a long day of you working and Sal having class, it was finally late and quiet, finally time to unwind and spend some quality time with your darling boyfriend. You sat in his bed, playing on his gearboy to pass the time as he took a shower. Gizmo is cuddled up next to your thigh, softly purring while you play your game. As you were just getting invested in the hand held game, the door swung open and in came Sal with wet blue hair dipping onto his black over sized t-shirt, wearing just the shirt and a pair of baggy blue boxers.

“Feeling better?” You glance at him for a moment then back to the game. “Yeah, I’m tired now.” Sal replies as he rubs the excess water out of his long hair with his towel, quickly throwing it aside before climbing on the bed with you. He didn’t hesitate in laying on his back and resting his head in your lap, watching as you continue your game. Besides the intense music and sound effects coming from the gearboy, it became quiet between you two, pleasantly quiet and calm.

You were so caught up in completing the level you’re currently on that you didn’t even notice that Sal had shifted his gaze from the game in your hand to your face above him, taking time to admire it all scrunched into a focused expression. He stared up at you for what felt like hours, taking in the view of you licking your lips and raising your brows. Your face is so pretty, so soft and whole, pretty much flawless in his opinion. As a smile crept up his cheeks, it was his soft sigh of contentment that made you glance down at him. From your point of view, his bare face was upside down with his head resting in your lap and his hair all pushed back- nothing was obstructing your view of his messily scarred face.

Quickly, you found yourself locked into his gaze, staring back down at him as his smile got bigger, revealing his teeth even more through the missing flesh of his cheek. Now your own lips are spreading wider, a wave of butterflies coursing through your stomach as you blink at him. “W-what?” You ask in reference to his loving stare. Sal takes a moment to answer, softly chucking first when the sound effects of defeat come from the gearboy still in your hand.

“You’re just really cute.” He finally responds, making you toss the gearboy aside and fully focus on him. You’re smiling so big now, it’s hard to keep your eyes open enough to see him. “No, you are.” And your hands find their place on his cheeks, your thumbs gently stroking his uneven skin, making Sal’s eyes gradually close as he relaxes under your fingertips.

For what felt like hours, you stayed this way- your fingers gently tracing over every scar and every part of his face that had never healed back over. Finger tips lightly ticking his forehead, your hands softly rubbing under his chin before circling back to his cheeks, all the while both of your smiles are unchanging. “Feel good, Sally?” Sal hums in response, eyes still closed as he feels himself getting sleepy.

It was relaxing for both of you- the different textures of his skin felt so unique to your hands. His bright and shiny molars caught your attention as they peak through the gaping hole in his cheek. It was then that you noticed a bit of drool pooling on the side of his cheek where his teeth were exposed, his breathing steady and nearly silent now. He was falling asleep.

“I love you.” It leaves your mouth as a breathy confession, making Sal open his eyes, one empty socket and a dull blue eye staring up at you. His expression changes rapidly from a look of surprise and excitement to one of adoration and endearment. His brows relax, his face begins to turn pink as he shifts his gaze away. He hasn’t replied yet so you nervously open your mouth again, hands still resting on his cheeks. “Sorry, you…you’re j-just so gorgeous.”

Sal turns his head to the side fast, using one of his hands to cover his crimson face. A soft groan leaves him and he pauses before speaking. “Stoooppp.” You would stop if it wasn’t for his smile showing from beneath his large hand, you could hear the giddy smirk in his voice when he spoke. So you decide to keep the sappy romance going. Carefully, leaving him time to stop you, you pull his hand away and continue gently stoking his cheek again. Silence falls between you two for a moment before Sal turns his head so he’s looking up at you again.

“I love you too.” His eyes are closed now and he seems relaxed again, his blushing cheeks having calmed down a bit thanks to your calming touch. Leaning over him slowly, you let your eyes close as you go for a kiss. Sal opens up his eye for a second to see you leaning in and he sits up ever so slightly to meet you in the middle. Your lips slowly part against each other’s, moving in different rhythms but somehow matching up perfectly. Your hands slide from his cheeks to behind his head, fingers tangled in his wet locks as you’re holding his face up to yours. You both savor the moment, hearts starting to beat faster and faster. Seconds later, you part with a soft gasp coming from both of you.

Something about you complimenting his bare face while also touching it and telling him you love him…makes him wanna put a ring on that finger immediately. He never thought he’d find a love like you and while he isn’t totally sure what he’s doing here, he wants to be with you like this forever.

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melancholypancakes · 1 year

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I really want to draw this with my oc doing this to sal, it’s something really emotional I came up with 🥲🥹🥹

In this mini fanfic Y/n gets to see her boyfriend Sal’s face reveal for real after dating for so long and they both get emotional…

Y/n and Sal have been dating since high school, and Y/n has never seen her boyfriend’s face before.

When she kisses him it’s from his lips when he lifts up his mask, Y/n loved Sal and he loved her but was just afraid what she would think of seeing the real him.

After the many dates they’ve been on, prom and graduation Y/n has been with Sal and being their for him emotionally and physically.

Y/n really is a sweet girl and a very sweet girlfriend to Sal but she knew she couldn’t compete with Sal on him being the best one in the relationship.

Even if he denies it, Sal is a very considerate and loving boyfriend towards Y/n that makes her blush every time no matter what.

Now, Y/n was sitting on her knees in front of sal in his bedroom, they were hanging out watch horror flicks and smoking until Sal decided he wanted Y/n to see his face.

Y/n sitting in front of sal as she raises her hand to feel sal’s face underneath his prosthetic.

Sal was cross legged sitting in front of Y/n, he gently helds her hand as to say

“Are you sure?…”

It was obvious, Sal was nervous and worried if Y/n saw his real face she wouldn’t want him anymore.

That Y/n would straight up just leave him, for someone better despite being high school sweethearts.

Y/n rubs her thumb underneath sal prosthetic to reassure him she wanted this.

“it’s okay, Sal…” she says with her silky sweet voice.

That sweet voice of hers that always made him melt, She was so kind and sweet and her voice was always calm and bring peace to him.

Y/n slowly unbuckles his mask as Sal shakes, she puts his mask down as she starts see his real face.

Y/n eyes shine like stars as she sees Sal face, his scars, his teeth, his glass eye, missing flesh and his missing nose.

Sal was getting really nervous from her staring and felt shameful.

“She thinks I’m a freak doesn’t she…”

“Of course, she does…I’m a freak…a Monster”

“Why did I do this…she’s going to leave me…”

He was no knight in shining armor and no Prince Charming but she thought he was beautiful and still thought of him as her hero even if he wasn’t perfect good looking.

Y/n loved Sal for his personality, not his face so when tears fell down as she smiled and laughed as she touched his face.

Her face was red as a strawberry, “ I can see your freckles!” She giggled as Sal is shocked and didn’t expect that reaction.

“Sal, you’re so handsome and so cute!” Y/n squeal as she smile sheepishly and now Sal was starting to blush.

“H-Handsome….cute?!” He was baffled as his ears became pink, Sal was extra nervous now.

“Y-Y/n… I know what I look like. You don’t have to lie for me-“ he was cut off by Y/n before he can ramble.

“I’m not lying Sal Fisher! I really do think you’re handsome and I like your face….it brings out your cuteness” she says.

“But…my face you don’t think I’m a freak?” He asked his girlfriend as she smiles at him.

“of course not, sally I’m not dating you for your looks!” She says as she kisses his cheek.

Sal started to cry as tears fell and that made Y/n cry with him, he was just so happy.

“I really thought…you were going to break up with me because of my face but you like my face!” He laugh and crack a smile as he cried.

Y/n held her boyfriend in her arms, Sal then looks as her and Y/n leans in and kisses him.

Sal was caught off guard when Y/n kissed him on the lips and he smiles and kisses back as he hears her cute giggles.

Y/n wraps her arms around sal’s neck as he holds her by her waist and he pulls away.

“Did you…really see freckles on my face?…” he asks sheepishly

“yes, I do handsome~” she says as she winks and makes sal blush red as a tomato and hides his face in her chest out of embarrassment.

“ how did I land a girl like you…” he says as he hugs her and she smiles. “how did I ever land a perfect loving boyfriend like you Sally?” She asks as she puts her forehead on sal’s hair.

Y/n and Sally face held each other for a long time for hours until they resume their movie date night ;)

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cactus-stories · 2 years

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BEFORE

THE RELATIONSHIP:

Spending so much time together makes you guys get very close, and you start falling in love all over again. It starts slowly, with you guys making dinner together and you making lame jokes, finally getting the man to crack a smile. You watch TV series on the couch with Gizmo, listen to Sanity’s Fall (you both cry a bit, remembering Larry, but it’s mostly because of the happy memories) and overall just try and have fun now that you’re free.

Ashley comes to visit and talks about her college being almost over, you both congratulate her and promise to try and come to her graduation.

Neil and Todd call once a week, and tell you guys about their plans for when college is over. You are both happy for them, and wish them the best, answering all of their questions about how you two are going. They joke about you acting like a married couple, and the two of you feel the heat coming to your faces.

It's a few days after that when you both finally do something about this almost-relationship. There isn’t any big talk, you don’t feel like you need one. You guys just click, one second you’re making breakfast while he feeds Gizmo, and the other you’re kissing him as the kettle warms up your coffee.

He’s still pretty shy overall and, even though most of his original humour is back, he’s still pretty quiet when the two of you go out. You both ignore the stares as you go grocery shopping, and manage to still have fun while you do it.

Most of your dates are at home, and that’s not a problem with you. You know Sal never liked spaces too crowded anyways, and it’s better this way, since you can see his face and kiss him whenever you want. You guys order food, put on a movie or play some game, and just enjoy each other’s company. <3

One morning you wake up, blue haired man right next to you, and feel his lips to your forehead, before a rough, low voice comes out of them. “Thanks for everything, for being here after all of that”.

Life isn’t easy, and there are still days where he shuts down almost completely, barely eating or saying anything, but you manage to get by, and you can finally show him all the love he deserves after everything he went through.

#sally face #sally face headcanons #sally face x reader #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sally face fanfic #sally face fanfiction #x reader

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coupleofasexuals · 9 months

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That's not what he had to say (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) Abort mission!!/ Éso no es lo que tenía que decir (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) Abortar misión!!

Soon I'll be starting to post headcanons and stuff in here, I'm running outta drawings lol / Pronto empezaré a postear headcanons y más cosas aquí, se me están acabando los dibujos lol

(If you like this content consider following us! We do Sally Face OC and shipping stuff <3)

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violetnuisance · 3 months

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For those it may concern, I posted the last chapter of Wait a Minute last night ^-^

#sally face #Sal fisher #Larry johnson #salarry #sallarry #larrisher #sally face fanfic

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starplatinumgold · 6 months

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“I probably just didn’t get enough sleep.” That wasn’t a lie, technically. He had spent most of the night staring at the ceiling, hands clenched into fists, while the voices of people he didn’t recognize called out to him.

Just the thought made him shiver, staring at his hands as he hunched over slightly. “Really. That’s all.”

Sal didn’t have to see Larry’s face to know he wasn’t convinced by that.

Sal has a nightmare. Larry tries to help.

Written for Salloween Day 1: Strange Nightmares

(Read on Ao3!)

#my writing #sally face #sal fisher #salloween #salloween23 #larry johnson #sally face fanfic #fanfic

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vxxlkyrie · 5 months

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@ slu9_bunni3 on instagram ^

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Sal Fisher

I agree. He gives off heavy bisexual or pansexual vibes to me, he seems like the type of person to not really care about someone's gender, if he likes someone he'll like them for who they are, not their gender.

And while we're here, I'm pretty sure it's canon that Sal uses all pronouns, or just doesnt care if someone uses more fem pronouns. I personally feel like he uses he/they though.

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Larry Johnson

Most people seem to make Larry on the more hypersexual side of things but him being aroace does seem like a possibility. Though, I feel like he's more asexual (me too and im totally not projecting onto him wdym /hj)

Pronouns wise, I feel like he also doesnt really care, so another he/they/it over here.

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Ashley Campbell

She seems more on the saphic end to me, possibly even bisexual with a pref for fem leaning people. Not much else I feel like I need to say about her :')

She's definitly a demigirl, so she/they!

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Others

Maple is 100% omni in m books, I feel like omni people need more representation in media. And Chug is the token ally of the group let's be honest. Also I feel like Neil never really realised he was gay until he met Todd, possibly even went to him for help on figuring it out.

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#sally face fanfiction #sally face #sally face fanfic #sally face fandom #sexuality #my headcanons #headcanon #ao3 writer #sal fisher #larry johnson #ashley campbell #maple cohen #chug cohen #sally face neil #pride

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supersweetlyuniquebouquetstuff · 9 months

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Comfy~

Serena holding Sal gently just as he deserves / Serena abrazando a Sal gentilmente como se lo merece (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

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dean-samw67 · 2 years

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The Girl Next Door

Chapter 1

WARNINGS: MENTIONS OF ABUSE, DRUG USE

Four years later…

The gang had graduated, they all had been prepping for the next steps in their adult lives, which was something they all talked about many, many, many times over the course of the past four years.

JJ was preparing to go to college, majoring in psychology. Ash was preparing as well, she was majoring in business to make her parents happy but anyone close to her could tell she wanted to go into art. Sal and Larry got an apartment together that was closer to the lake and were packing for their move in. It was nice having them closer to their hangout spot, also now that they had their own place, hangouts were going to be a lot more fun without parents getting in the way. Sal was taking community college classes but Larry decided to continue to work toward his art while he worked a job. Todd and Neil had moved in together as well and while Todd was going to be taking classes, Niel was working.

JJ actually kinda admired Todd and Niel’s relationship. From the moment they began dating she thought they were cute together. They were good for each other and anyone could see it. Though JJ would deny that she was jealous at times. She wanted something like that. A love like theirs.

Everyone had been packing their stuff up, aside from Todd and Niel who were already living together. JJ’s had a month left before she was officially able to begin moving into the dorms. Though it couldn’t come fast enough. Through high school she had taught herself how to do her makeup, which became a good thing as she had to hide more bruises.

Sal walks into Larry’s room, who was packing some of his things, “How’s it going?”

“Good. We are moving there in two weeks right?” Larry asks as he sets aside another finished box.

“Yep. Have you talked with JJ yet today?” Sally leans against the wall.

“Nope. She hasn’t come down here today.” Larry shakes his head. “And I tend to avoid her place because of her parents.”

“Well her parents just left.”

“You know that how?” Larry chuckles. “Not stalking our dear JJ now are you, Sally Face?”

“No.” Sal scoffs. “I happened to leave my apartment around the same time they left.”

Larry glances at his calendar, “You know why? It’s Friday, their date night.”

“Oh right, J said that they were doing it in hopes to fix their relationship. I forgot.” Sal places a hand on his head shaking it.

“Then let's drop in and see how she’s doing.” Larry walks out with Sal and they head into the elevator. “You told her yet?” Larry snickers as he presses the 4 button.

“Told her what?”

“You know. Your feelings. Everyone can see it.” Larry crosses his arms. “Well… maybe not everyone since they can’t see your face. But I’ve known you long enough.”

“Feelings?” Sal tries to laugh it off and quickly exits as the doors to the elevator open.

“Ah, Ah, Ah. Get back here.” Larry grabs Sally’s arm and yanks him back.

Sal groans, “We need to go see JJ.” He points toward the direction of her apartment.

“When will you tell her?”

“When you stop smoking weed. How about that?”

“Hey, no fair! You know I’m not going to do that.” Larry scoffs.

“Exactly, now come on.” Sal laughs as they walk toward apartment 400. Sal knocks on the door in a little rhythmic pattern. It was something him and JJ have done for a while now. It falls silent as the two of them wait. The quiet allows them to hear faint music coming from inside the apartment. Nothing. Larry knocks this time a little louder.

“She’s probably in her room and the music is just too loud.” He shrugs. There still is a lack of answer. Sal pulls his phone out of his pocket, ringing up JJ’s number. It rings, and rings, and rings, and rings. No answer. He looks down at his phone and sighs. “Call Ash, maybe they are hanging out at her place?”

“Why would music be coming from J’s apartment then?” Sal looks up at him.

“Maybe she forgot to turn it off. Just try.” So Sal does. He calls Ash and within two rings she answers.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Is JJ by any chance with you?” Sally questions.

“No. Is everything alright?” Ash asks, concerned.

“Not sure. We hear music from her place but no one is answering the door.” Sal answers as Larry was banging on the door with his fist now.

“Open up, JJ! It’s just us!”

“Is the door unlocked?” Ash asks over the phone. Sal tries the knob.

“Nope.”

“Larry can pick locks right?”

“Oh yeah. Larry, do you have your lockpick?” Sal glances at him.

“It’s downstairs, let me go get it.” Larry runs off to get his lockpick.

“I’m going to head over now. I hope everything is okay.” Ash says before hanging up.

“Me too.” Sal whispers. It's not long before Larry comes back he stands in front of the door knob and works at the lock.

“Got it.” Larry grunts and pushes the door open. They head inside in a hurry. “JJ!?”

“She’s in her room, I think.” Sal heads toward where the music got louder. He knocks on the door.

“JJ, open the door or we are coming in no matter what!” Larry shouts. After no answer again Larry reaches around Sal and opens the door. Both boys gasp at the sight. JJ was completely passed out on her bed, along with an open pill bottle and a few pills scattered just outside the bottle. The two of them rush to both sides of her. Sal is quick to check if she was breathing and there was a pulse.

“She’s alive.” He sighs in relief. Larry picks up the bottle and looks at it.

“God, JJ.” He looks at her. He places the bottle down and holds her head in his hands, patting her face in hopes to wake her. “Come on.” He mutters. JJ lets out a soft groan and her eyes squint while still shut.

“J?” Sal whispers. Her eyes slowly flutter open and she looks around in confusion.

“What… Why are you here?” She mumbles, her voice slightly slurred. Her breaths were shallow and it was obvious she was high off the drugs.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” Larry stands up and grabs the bottle, showing it to her.

“Hey, those are mine.” JJ tries to reach for it but her body feels heavy so she only turns over a bit, partially hanging off the bed. Sal gently grabs her waist and pulls her back onto the bed.

“Clearly. What the hell are you doing with them?”

“They help relieve pain.” She mumbles.

“These are opioids. They are extremely dangerous if not used properly by a doctor's instructions and could be laced with other stuff depending on who you got them from.” Larry lectures.

“It’s not that big a deal. You do drugs.” She scoffs.

“I smoke weed, Juniper. Weed won’t kill me. It’s a plant that grows in the ground. Do you know what is actually in these?” Larry holds the bottle up again. He almost never used her full first name. She just shrugs.

“It helps me stop feeling pain.”

“Oh and that makes it okay?” He crosses his arms in anger.

“It does for me.” She tries to sit up with the help of Sal.

“Oh my god! Do you want to die?!” JJ just looks up at Larry, not answering his question. Larry grabs up the pills from the sheets on her bed and walks out.

“What are you doing?” JJ forces herself up and stumbles after him. He storms into the bathroom. She chases him, Sal following behind her. As she stops in the doorway he is dumping the pills in the toilet. “Stop!” She shouts and Sal grabs her to keep her from jumping at him.

“Hey, hey.” He pulls her from the bathroom as he whispers in her ear. “Calm down. Come on.” He forces her back into her room and turns her to face him grabbing her wrists as she struggles against him. “J. Hey, look at me. Open your eyes.” He tries to keep his voice calm as she has her breakdown. She opens her eyes to look at him. They were tear filled and angry.

“He can’t just do that!”

“He was doing it to help you. We are going to take you to see a doctor. Get you some help.” He explains, keeping his voice soft. She stops fighting and stares at him with wide eyes.

“No… I can’t see a doctor. Sal, don’t make me go see a doctor. Please. Please.” She cries as she shrinks into his chest. He wraps his arms around her as they fall to the floor together. .

“You need to. You need help.” He rubs her back to comfort her.

“No. No, you… you can help me. Sally, you can help me.” She sobs. The way her voice broke when she said his name and begged just killed him inside.

“This is me helping you.” He whispers. “How long have you been taking those?” She just buries her face in his chest, shaking her head. Larry walks back in with Ash. He had explained to her what was going on. She looks at JJ sadly. Larry walks in the room and begins searching her drawers. JJ looks up from Sal’s chest.

“What are you doing?” She tries to stand but Sal keeps her down with him. Larry doesn’t answer, just keeps searching. He doesn’t find any more bottles but does find a phone buried in her undergarment drawer. “Get out of that drawer, creep!”

“I’m not a creep when I am trying to help you.” He shuts the drawer and holds up the phone. “Where did you find the money for a damn drug phone, Juniper? You aren’t even working.” JJ swallows down the lump building in her throat. Larry shakes his head and throws the phone roughly to the ground before grabbing a bat from the corner of her room and smashing the phone to as many bits as he could. JJ just stares at the broken phone, blinking back more tears. Larry throws the bat to the floor and looks at his friend. He scoffs and walks out of the room. Ash follows after him as JJ starts to cry.

“I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m scared, Sal.”

“Shhh…” He strokes her hair as she lays into his chest. “We’ll help you. I’ll help you.” He whispers.

Masterlist

Chapter 2

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girlboypersonthingy · 1 month

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Let’s make this adorable~ Sal Fisher x afab reader who’s all about romance. Loves cooking for him and sending him love letters through his locker. She’s just enamored by him and has to express it.

OOH OOOH OOOH!!! YES, LOVE IT. Gonna do some headcanons. I love this man endlessly 🩵

Notes: I write all characters as adults (besides Pidge VLD) so this will be adult Sal, therefore out of high school so I’m gonna avoid the locker talk.

Sal x reader-Hopeless Romantic 💖

Cook for him and he’s gonna lose his absolute mind. He will go back for seconds even if he’s miserably stuffed already- just wants to show his appreciation

The only ppl who’ve ever cooked a meal for him is his mom and Lisa so it truly makes him feel so special and loved.

LOVES physical affection too! Hold his hand, link arms with him, kiss his prosthetic, hug him often- he loves it all.

He’s a bit self conscious and might be timid when showing you physical affection so feel free to take the lead! Initiate the touch first and he’ll become more confident and return the gesture ten fold!

Just don’t stop touching him okay? If anything, touch him more! As long as he has you in his grasp or can feel you hanging on him somewhere, he feels secure.

Plz plz plz leave him love notes everywhere and anywhere! Sticky notes on his gearboy, long thoughtful letters left folded up on his dresser, more sticky notes on his bathroom mirror about how gorgeous he is.

And he leaves them all in their respective spots, just letting you add more. He can’t stand to remove the notes, it hurts his heart a bit too much.

If you remove them yourself and replace them with new notes, he’ll actually probably cry at the loss of the old ones. Like 🥺

“you…threw them away? Why?”

“To make room for the new ones, babe! It’s fine, Sal, they’re just sticky notes.”

“No…no they’re not. They mean everything to me.”

Starts to remove them himself and saves every single one in a shoe box under his bed.

You bet your ass Larry teases him when he finds the box and starts digging through it all while Sal is absolutely proud and happy to go through it with him, rereading all your lovely poems and compliments.

Don’t be afraid to call him cute pet names or show PDA in front of his friends. He lives for that shit. Lowkey loves when Larry and Todd snicker and make faces at him after you kiss him or call him ‘honey’. He doesn’t care, it just makes him feel even more giddy and in love with you.

MIDDAY NAPS IN HIS BED WITH GIZMO CUDDLED BETWEEN YALL OMFG BEST SLEEP OF HIS LIFE

Kiss the inside of his prosthetic right in front of him and let him know it’s so he’ll always be able to kiss you even when you’re away from him

Bonus points if you wear lipstick so he can see the kiss mark before he puts his prosthetic on.

Imagine he takes it off later around Larry and Ash and both of them are like “uh, Sally, you got a little something…on your face.” And he’s sitting there with a dopey grin and blushing cheeks like “yeah, I know~”

GOOD LORD, when yall are alone, feel free to pull his prosthetic off and just go ham with the face kisses. You don’t even need to ask to take his mask off when it’s just you and him, just yank it off and make out with him already

Gift him stuff! Doesn’t matter what it is- could be a dozen fresh roses, a lollipop from the dollar store or a shiny rock you found on the ground while walking to his house. He’s like a crow, he’ll hoard it all no matter how small.

All in all, he loves having an ultra loving and affectionate partner, just give him time to warm up to it and he’ll gradually start returning the favors.

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rckst-r · 2 years

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†𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭†

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 ⬎

—𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘴/𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

—𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦

—𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵

—𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤. 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴

—𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘦𝘴/𝘯𝘰𝘴

—𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸⬎

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 ⬎

𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞

—𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳

—𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯

—𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭

—𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴

𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬

—𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘥

—𝘢𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘳

—𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯

—𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘴

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐰 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲

—𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹

—𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘭

—𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘺

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

— 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯

— 𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯

— 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘺𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 ⬎

—𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦, 𝘤𝘯𝘤

—𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱-𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺

—𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 10 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵

—𝘱𝘦𝘥𝘰��𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘭𝘰𝘭𝘪, 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺

—𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮/𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦

𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 ⬎

—𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨

—𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴

—𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨

—𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 ⬎

—𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

—𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵

—𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵

—𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮/𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴

—𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯/𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯

—𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯/𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

—𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

—𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺

—𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 & 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴

—𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴

—𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤, 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴

—𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⬎

𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞

—𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐰 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲

—𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵

𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬

—𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

—𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵

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coupleofasexuals · 9 months

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One more Sally before I start posting OC stuff kekeke this one I did on college ! / Un Sally más antes de empezar a publicar cosas de OCs kekeke éste lo hice en la Uni ! (⁠/⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠(⁠-⁠ω⁠-⁠)

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katebushsbabushka · 2 years

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Coca Cola and Lime Green

Work in Progress

Characters: Larry Johnson, OC

Notes: Just a drabble I began working on last night about Larry and Gloria. It's nowhere near done. I just wanted to share what I had so far.

Warnings: This work deals heavily with religious trauma and the detailed inner workings of a cult. Though it is not explored in this portion of the writing, it becomes a prominent theme throughout the work. Canon divergent. I took some liberties with Larry's character while trying to keep him as close to Steve's characterization as possible. Underage smoking. Friendship between a canon character and an oc.

In all honesty, he had gotten off easy.

The air in Larry Johnson’s apartment hung stagnant and acidic both from the summer heat and the bitter smell of marijuana that still lingered in his room and in his clothes. The debilitated air conditioner gifted to his mother by Mr. Addison always crapped out at three in the morning, leaving Larry alone with his thoughts until the machine decided to turn itself back on at 3:42.

In hindsight, he could have done things differently – not that he regretted any of his actions. Oh no, Larry didn’t regret a thing he’d done – just the order in which he’d committed the acts. Maybe he shouldn’t have stolen his history teacher’s keys and spun donuts in the school’s parking lot one week after getting caught with weed in the school’s bathroom, right after getting notified that he was in danger of repeating eighth grade for missing ten days of school. He’d deserved his mother screaming at him for the majority of the evening, calling him stupid, and asking him if he hated her and if he “had any clue how hard it was for her to make ends meet right now?” He’d taken it all in silence, not saying a word and merely keeping his head down. Larry hadn’t gotten angry until the cops showed up at the apartments the following day. Apparently his history teacher wanted to press charges for grand theft auto.

Fortunately for Larry, he’d only taken the car as far as the school’s parking lot with no attempt to drive it off school grounds, landing him with the much less serious crime of joyriding, and, if this had been Larry’s first brush with the law, the whole incident may have been laughed at and forgotten. However, Larry’s first crime had been committed in his early childhood, which put him right in the middle of a dispute with his mother, the history teacher, and a juvenile corrections officer.

Personally, Larry did not mind the idea of repeating eighth grade – anything to keep the adults from pulling what he deemed the “Poor Larry” Card. Poor Larry Johnson whose dad walked out. Poor Larry Johnson who moved around, bouncing between his grandparents house and couches that belonged to Lisa’s friends until he was ten. Poor Larry Johnson with his dyslexia and ADHD and depression who couldn’t learn as well as the other kids because he switched schools so often. He hated it, hated all of it.

And, yet, as always, it worked like a charm.

He avoided juvie by the skin of his teeth for the second time in his life only to be landed with what Larry deemed a far crueler sentence – community service hours at the location of his history teacher’s choosing. He could have screamed, could have thrown up, could have very well hit someone in the face, but Lisa saw the rage building in his features and escorted him from the corrections office before he could lash out. The car ride back to Addison Apartments was spent in silence, and Larry retreated to his room to smoke and found himself in his current circumstances.

He started tomorrow at Relentless Covenant of Grace Church. Larry had been there when he was little – not often, just at the behest of his lapsed Catholic mother who insisted that it was family tradition to attend Christmas and Easter services and nothing more. The practice had ceased when Larry’s father disappeared, and Lisa never resumed the ritual after Larry began his talk of apartment building curses and how his father would be coming back.

Apparently, she didn’t want him to be superstitious.

The worst part about the volunteer work was waking up early. After going to sleep at four in the morning, Larry awoke to Lisa jostling him from his slumber a mere three hours later before forcing him out of bed and dragging him from his bedroom to the kitchen. “Brush your hair,” she ordered while handing him a bowl of cereal as he brushed groggily at his teeth, “you don’t need anyone complaining about the way you look while you’re there.”

“I got nicknamed Histhpanic Jesusth at sthool, Mom,” he muttered before spitting into the kitchen sink and rinsing his mouth, “I’m sure I’ll fit in.” Lisa rolled her eyes.

“I’m serious, Larry. You’re not going to prison before you’re sixteen.”

“It’s juvie, Mom. Hardly prison.”

“And I don’t care,” she snapped as Larry’s eyes drifted to the ground, “you’re not going to end up as a statistic.” Larry almost retorted that it was nearly impossible, but he kept his thoughts to himself. Larry feared no one the way he did his mother.

Its own version of the City on a Hill, the Phelps Ministry sat atop a large grassy knoll like the throne of God, casting its judgment on the citizens of Knockfell. The building had been greatly renovated since the last time Larry walked through its door with great marble tiles marking the entrance of a great cathedral where a small one room building once stood. Gone were the corroded wooden pulpit and hardened benches, replaced with opulent carpet and burning candles on iron wicks. The place felt too fine for a church and much too fine for the place that haunted Larry’s dreams on Christmas and Easter mornings.

One thing had remained the same, however, and that was the spider-crawling feeling Reverence Phelps gave him when he came out to shake his hand.

Larry never liked Kenneth Phelps, a trait he evidently inherited from his father when he discovered his parents arguing one morning about holiday attendance. His father always insisted he would go by himself to represent the family and that Lisa and Larry stay home. Larry never found out the reason until he asked Lisa about the conversation on one of the rare occasions they talked about his father only for Lisa to reply:

“Jim hated that man. Couldn’t ever blame him though. Kenneth always creeped me out.”

Larry followed the pristine reverend to a back room while dodging various questions about hellfire and the fate of an eternal soul Larry didn’t even know for certain he possessed until he finally assured the minister that, if he worried about the state of his eternal residence, he could go talk to his correctional officer about it. Kenneth’s face hardened beneath his masking smile as he left the room upon ordering Larry to sort through boxes of tracts, and, for the majority of the morning, Larry found himself baffled by the graphic depictions of suicide victims, homosexuals, and Catholics going to hell.

So much for Jesus loves you.

The door opened once more, and Larry found himself too engrossed by the bizarre nature of his inventory to care if Kenneth Phelps plunged an ax into his back, but he nonetheless jumped when touched, turning in full expectation to be stabbed with a crucifix only to find a small girl crouched behind him, her hands ripping away from him in fear.

“Who the hell are you?” he demanded, his heart rate leveling more as he took her in. Ebony curls reached down to her chest over a dress the color of snow that Larry pitied her for wearing once he saw the neckline extended nearly to her chin. While she didn’t have sleeves, her pale arms were the only part of her body her clothes left exposed. She had pretty eyes though, bright blue things curtained behind a curtain of dark lashes he would have assumed were fake if he didn’t know the Phelps Ministry was firmly against cosmetics.

“I’m…sorry,” she replied, withdrawing her hands that Larry then noticed were covered by gloves, “I thought…maybe Father,” she murmured before dropping her head, “I’m Gloria.” He sighed, the panic finally evaporating as he turned away from her.

“I’m–”

“Larry. I know.” Larry blinked at her before she seemed to realize her mistake, sinking onto her knees. “Oh. I’m sorry. Father said to watch for you, but I saw you coming before anyone else did,” she giggled, bringing her feet to sit crossed beneath her body as she rocked on her haunches. He nodded.

“You supposed to be helping me or something?” he questioned, turning back to his organization.

“No, I’m actually not supposed to talk to you.” Thoroughly alarmed, Larry turned to her to find her rocking still with a smile on her face.

“Then get out,” he spat, knocking the grin from her face, “I’m already in enough trouble as it is, and you’re not going to get me in anymore.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” she replied unfazed, “Father and the rest of the church staff went soul winning. They won’t be back for three hours.” Larry studied her, contemplating the weight of his next decision before he sighed.

“Fine. Whatever. Just help me if you’re going to stay here.” Gloria nodded, scooting closer to him to see what he was doing before following his movements.

#larry johnson #sally face #sf larry #sf #sallyface #fanfiction #sally face fanfic #larryface #gloria augustus

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Chapters: 17/? Fandom: Sally Face (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sal Fisher/Larry Johnson Characters: Sal Fisher, Larry Johnson, Ashley Campbell, Todd Morrison, Neil (Sally Face), Lisa Johnson, Chug (Sally Face), Maple (Sally Face) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Supernatural Elements Summary:

Sal Fisher, a late-starting college freshman with a coffee problem and a notable lack of friends, moves into Addison apartments to attend Nockfell University and takes on all-nighters, noisy neighbors, and...vampires? Join Sal and the first friends he's ever actually had on the adventure of a lifetime, or possibly just to order pizza and hate-watch Lifetime original movies. But there's something dangerous lurking in the background of Nockfell, and Sal is at a greater risk than anyone realizes.

#sallarry #salarry #sally face fanfic #dont like dont read

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bomber-grl · 6 months

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SAL FISHER RELATIONSHIP HC ! ₊˚⊹

₊˚⊹ PAIRING(s): Sal fisher x Gn!reader

He’s so sweet it hurts

Honestly, Sal is the best boyfriend ever, he’s always there for you and he always knows the perfect things to say when comforting you.

The two of you met because of the ghosts and the whole cult thing while at high school.

You were the more outspoken one out of the two of you since Sal was mostly against violence even when Travis was brought into the convo.

I can definitely see Sal being the first one to approach you.

It all started when Sal started becoming increasingly interested in you to the point that Larry and even ash started teasing and encouraging him to talk to you.

He would fluster, occasionally and say the wrong words out of nervousness however with luck, he managed to get your number.

It was hard not to fall for him, especially with how lovable he is.

He’s so genuinely nice and actually cares for others.

Of course, you eventually see his face, and although he was neutral about it since he trusted you he was still a bit nervous.

Definitely warms his heart when you not only accept his face but also kiss it.

He flusters and stutters so badly afterwards.

Continuing from that, he’s definitely the type to tease lightheartedly

Definitely not in the beginning though

So when you first started teasing and provoking him, causing him to get super flustered

He wouldn’t really know what to do except accept it, so imagine your surprise when he turns the tables once day and makes you a blushing mess

Most times when you hang out, you usually hang at the apartments in his room, or when sals an adult you’d hang out in his room in the house

During these hang outs you guys would usually listen to some music or just enjoy each others presence

Most times it’s just you and sal cuddling and ngl he smells rlly good

Like I’m not even joking and when you mention this, he can’t help but laugh and just tells you do too

However, when you guys hang out with Larry (which is more often than not) you guys end up in more than sus situations 😭😭

The. Larry is all like “I’ll leave you guys at it” and dips

Like??? We’re not doing anything 😭🗣️

Anyway

While you’re at high school ofc Travis has something to say, and if you’re a guy then he obviously calls you the f slur and a lot of homophobic nonsense

And if you’re a girl Travis still calls y’all homos in a negative way, and always says shit about you two

And I don’t think I need elaborate further about how Travis would probably hate crime you if you were non-binary, gender fluid, or basically anything under the trans umbrella

(Basically any gender identity that isn’t your assigned one 😭

Larry, ash, and Todd all get pissed at Travis , and they always come to the both of your guy’s defense

And ofc Sal is bit lenient towards Travis, well only ever when Travis is talking shit about him

If Travis talks shit about you he’d be pissed

But ofc younger Sal is less violent and more open so he’d obvs be kinder

Anyway, we all know what happens at the apartments and if you live there-

Let’s just say it pains Sal so much to have to kill you

I mean him having to kill all the people he grew up with and the people he cares for is horrible but he knows he has to

However, if you don’t, well let’s say you know about the cult and why he did it

Still doesn’t stop you from trying to find a way to get a lower sentence and from trying the convince ash of the truth

When sal dies, let’s just say you feel so alone

Of course you have ash by your side but it’s just horrible

Eventually you’re the person that sals soul would enter and you’d defeat the cult that way

But let’s all pretend that they were able to defeat the cult without having to kill the innocent tenants

Making sal a free man

Well if it were that way, you and Sal would be together for a long time, and if you both wished it, married too

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Art credits : @/toasterdoodle22

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