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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.

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melancholypancakes · 1 year

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#sally face #sally face x oc #sal fisher x oc #sally face fanart #sally face oc #Zombie! Beth #zombie nurse #zombie oc #zombie character #bethany davidson #drawing meme #sally face angst

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that-one-rat-in-the-cupboard · 9 months

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Blue=Sally Face/Sal

Pink=Lyra/Lizzy

White=Claire(interviewer)

Orange=Larry

Green=Travis

Red=Jake/Sal's cellmate I made up

Italicized=Past

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The Interview

[Exclusive Cut]

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You spoke with a great fondness about your friend, Ashley. I understand that you two were very close. You even considered her one of your best friends, along with Larry Johnson and Todd Morrison, is that true?

…Yes…

Have you seen this?

Claire shows Sal a newspaper. Part of one of the articles is circled in red ink: ‘Prosecutor will call Ashely Cambell to testify against The Sally Face Killer.’ A single tear from Sal falls on the paper. Sal crushes the paper.

Many people are curious, was there anything more between you and Ashley? A romantic relationship, perhaps?

No. Ash was just a close friend. I was interested in someone else…

And who would that be? Could you tell us about them?

Lyra Roxley…We always called her Lizzy.

Last I heard you haven’t mentioned anyone by that name in any police interviews.

She wasn’t around enough for it to matter.

Did she know about the supposed cult? Or about the ‘bologna incident’, as you referred to it?

…Yes. She knew. She knew everything. She left all that to Todd, Larry, Ash, and me, though. We would tell her about it, but she never actually tried investigating it herself.

Can you tell me more about her? When did you two meet? How did you meet? What was she like?

We met in junior year of high school…

“Fuck! I’m gonna be late!”

She was always breaking one rule or another. Whether it was speeding through the school halls on rollerblades or not following the dress code, she seemed to break every rule there was aside from blowing up the school within her first week. I think about the moment we met every day…

“Woah-shit!”

Travis had tripped her while she was rollerblading through the halls. She crashed right into me. I remember watching her flip off Travis before making sure I was alright. I didn’t hear anything she said at first, it was all a blur, and not because she had just crashed into me.

“Hellooo! Dude, you good?”

Her eyes were black, not a really dark brown, straight black. Her hair was unruly, had a mind of its own and moved however it wanted, even if she was sitting still. She had naturally blonde hair, but she dyed the back black and bleached the front. She always had two raccoon tails on either side of her fac-

I’m sorry, raccoon tails?

They weren’t real raccoon tails. She dyed lines of black into large sections of hair next to her face. She always called them raccoon tails and I picked up on the habit.

Ah, I see. Go on.

Right. She wore these big, round, wire-framed glasses that made her eyes look bigger than they should’ve, but in a cute way. She had a couple of piercings; a septum nose ring with spikes on it, a lip ring on each side of her bottom lip with spikes on them, and a double eyebrow piercing. She always had bags under her eyes, but her energy never matched them.

“Woah, dude. What happened here?”

“I couldn’t sleep so I turned my room into one big booby trap and now I can’t move… Wanna spend the next three hours trying to disarm it so I don’t blow up the apartments?”

She always dressed up for anything, even if she was just staying home. Her entire wardrobe was just black and red. Maybe a few denim jackets or vests, but they were mainly covered in patches she made or metal spikes she painted. All her pants were ripped and I don’t think I ever saw her in a shirt that didn’t have at least one hole in it. No matter what she wore, she always had this one light grey beanie on. For some reason, everyone in our little friend group wanted to steal it. No one ever could.

Larry peaked over the armrest of his couch, staring intently into the kitchen to make sure Lyra had her back turned before he executed the perfect plan. He signaled to Sally, who was waiting in his doorway for said signal, and the blue-haired boy immediately left the room, walking right to the kitchen.

“Hey, Lizzy?”

“Yeah, Sally Face?”

“Can you grab me a glass? Larry always puts them too high for me to reach to fuck with me.”

“Hehe, sure.”

As Lyra turned her back to reach into the cabinet and grab the glass, Sal signaled to Larry. Instantly, Larry leaped out from the behind the couch and raced over to Lyra, snatching the beanie off of her head…only for another one to be pinned to her hair underneath. She whipped around and faced Larry, pointing an accusing finger at him with a bright, ecstatic expression on her face.

“HA! I knew it! You can’t beat me Lar-Bar!”

Did you ever find out why she wore it?

…

Sal?

She was strong, too. Not physically. More like mentally. Some of the things she told me from her childhood…I still don’t understand how she survived it all. I can’t count the number of times she was beaten up by Travis and his gang. Yet, somehow, every time she just got back up and went on with her day. Larry always said she was a different person during the fights. I never believed him. Not until I witnessed one of the fights myself…

“Hey, freak! Why don’t you run on back to hell and leave us all alone!”

“Dude, I’m just standing here. Am I not allowed to just stand?”

“You got a problem, freak?”

“Yes, several. Would you like me to list off the mental ones or the physical ones first?”

“Lizzy, just leave it be. He won’t-”

“I got this, Sal. Don’t worry about me.”

“Hey! Are you even listening to me!?”

“Didn’t you just say you wanted me to leave you alone? Geeze, dude. Get your priorities straight.”

“Why, you-!”

Lyra wasn’t expecting the first hit, but that didn’t stop her from staying on her feet. Her hand slowly rose to her nose, feeling just beneath it as the blood began to flow. She pulled her hand away and started at the blood on her fingers. Then her eyes met Travis’ and a sinister smile grew on her chapped lips.

“You wanna dance, pretty boy? Let’s fuckin’ dance.”

So, you’re claiming she enjoyed the fights? That, perhaps, she sought them out on purpose?

She never sought them out on purpose, but if it seemed like one was about to start, she wouldn’t do anything to stop it. She definitely enjoyed them, though. She would smile and laugh like a maniac during them. At first, other people would laugh at her, too, mocking her. But the longer the fights went on, the more people realized that she wasn’t laughing to ease her nerves or act all confident. No, she was laughing because she liked it.

Liked what?

The pain. During the fights, she would lick the blood off her face, didn’t matter if it was her’s or the other person’s. She reveled in the fights. She didn’t even seem to notice there was ever a crowd. I’m pretty sure that from her perspective, it was just her and her opponent.

What did she do if someone else got into a fight?

Depends on who it was. If it was people she didn’t know or didn’t care for, she didn’t bother joining or even crowding around it like the other kids did. If it was one of her friends, like Ash, Todd, Larry, or me, she’d go batshit if she had to.

She was defensive of all of you?

Yes. Very.

Do you know why?

No. She always avoided the question when any of us asked. We tried telling her not to worry about us, that we can hold our own, but she always said-

“No…Not against this…”

-and we never knew what she meant. She was always quiet when she said it. It felt like the air around us dropped to freezing and like we were being suffocated. She always left shortly after those interactions, making up an excuse she knew we wouldn’t believe, but we knew better than to ask. The suffocating feeling and the cold would go away a few seconds after she left.

Can you tell me more about your relationship with her?

I guess. There’s not much to talk about. We became friends in junior year and remained friends for a few years. She had told me she loved me on the night of the…incident.

Lyra couldn’t stop biting her nails, picking away at the black polish. She had been video chatting with a friend from her old town when she told them about her years-long crush on Sal. They had convinced her to confess to him, and so she threw on her skates, kissed her dogs and cats goodbye, and started towards Addison Apartments. However, in her excitement to finally confess, she never thought about how she would confess. That resulted in her stalling for a long time, going so slow on her skates that the sun had fully set and the moon had taken over the sky. Still, before she knew it, she was on the sidewalk leading up to Addison Apartments. Sal was standing in the doorway, eyes wide and horrified as he stared at her, blood on his clothes and the weapon in hand.

Sal…?

You didn’t respond?

How could I? I didn’t have time to explain to her. The police were nearly there. She ran once she realized where the sirens were headed.

If all she said was your name, how do you know she was going to confess?

Um…she dropped a note when she ran. I had just enough time to look down at my feet where it had fallen and read it before I was arrested.

What did it say?

I don’t remember all of it, but I do remember one line. ‘I swear on my life and the River Styx, you are my Sun, and I am Icarus’.

Where is she now? Do you know?

…

Sal?

…

Mr. Fisher, can you answer the question? Where is sh-

She’s dead.

…

…Are we done here? I believe I have a trial to get to.

Yes. We are done here.

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So…

What, Jake?

How did it actually go down?

How did what actually go down?

That girl you talked about in the interview. How did she really confess.

How do you know about that?

They aired it after your trial. Todney convinced the guards to let us watch it. So, what really happened that night.

If you saw the interview, then why are you asking?

Because you lied.

…

Don’t try denying it. You said she wasn’t prepared to see you when she left, but she somehow had a love letter with her that she just so happened to drop at your feet even though she was at the very end of the sidewalk?

…

I doubt she’s dead, either. You hesitated before saying that, but not in a ‘I don’t want to face this again’ way. You hesitated in a ‘fuck, I need to think of a lie fast’ way. So tell me. What really happened that night?

…

Come on, Sally. We’re alone in our cell and I’ve got a life sentence. No guards, no cameras, no one to spill this to the news. So tell me. What happened?

…She didn’t confess to me that night. She knew what I was going to do and was trying to stop me in time. She was going to do it herself but she was too late. She tried to stay with me, but I wouldn’t let her stay. I told her to run. To leave me and never look back. That’s when she hugged me and said the Icarus thing.

So you guys already knew you liked each other before then? Were you like, partners in crime or something?

Heh, funny you say that. We used to have this thing we’d say all the time, just us. One of us would say-

“Partners in crime-”

And then the other would say-

“And trouble til the end!”

That’s adorable. It makes me want to throw up. So, if she didn’t confess that night, when did she?

That’s a bit of a long story…

And we got nothing but time.

You won’t believe me.

Who has up to this point?

…It happened during the last week of our senior year of high school. It was her, Larry, and me all in Larry’s room. We were hanging out for a while, but we were all very tense about finals and having to study and what we were going to do after school was over, there was just a lot of stress and nowhere for it to go. Larry had tried stealing her beanie again…

“Come on, dude! We don’t care if your hair is all messed up, just let me see!”

We had all been drinking, especially Larry, so we were all a bit more on edge than we would have been otherwise, and I think that’s why things ended up the way they did…

“Larry, stop! You don’t do this shit to Sal!”

“This is just your hair! Why won’t you let anyone see!?”

“Larry, dude, chill ou-”

“No! Since the moment we met her she’s been hiding it from us! What if it’s something to do with that stupid cult? What if she’s got a mic under there or some shit!?”

“Larry! You can’t just accuse her of-”

“You can’t just defend her because you’re in love with her!”

“Larry!”

“I don’t care! I’m done with this cult shit! I’m done with all of it! I’m getting to the bottom of it and if that means outing Lizzy as a spy, then damnit I will!”

“Larry, wait-!”

“Dude, stop!”

Lyra wasn’t quick enough to dodge, and the next thing everyone knew, her beanie was in Larry’s hand. The lights flickered and the CD that had once been playing music began spewing static. Larry’s feet were glued to the floor as he looked around frantically. The small bit of sun peeking through the curtains was washed out by swirling dark figures. Sal began to panic and backed into a corner as the figures engulfed Lyra. Larry stared on in horror, immediately sobering up as he saw the shadowy figures swirl around her. It was only when one zipped past him toward her that he was knocked out of his shock and started frantically stumbling backward, tripping over an empty canvas and joining Sal in the corner. Just as fast as it had started, it ended. The lights flickered on, the shadows dispersed, and there was Lyra, all the same…almost. Shadows shifted and danced over her head and behind her. The ones over her eyes wrapped around her head and resembled bandages. The ones over her mouth formed an ‘X’. The ones over her ears looked like scribbles you may see in a notebook. The ones on her back looked like four sets of wings, two smaller sets under the biggest ones and the smallest set right above the big ones. There was also a long, whip-like tail that trailed from behind her.

Woah, woah, woah. I thought that demon dude was a guy. And you said there was only one of him!

There is. If you let me finish the story it’ll make sense. Hopefully.

Okay, okay, fine. Keep going with your little fairytale.

Everyone was frozen in place, all out of fear. Lyra knew this was bound to happen, she just hoped it never would.

“L…Lizzy?”

She couldn’t say a word. So instead she jumped up from her spot on the floor and ran. Larry tried going after her, but when he left his room and saw a completely empty living room, and no doors left open that Lyra could have ran through, he started to panic.

“Fuck, man. This isn’t good. What do we do!? She just disappeared!”

“I-I don’t know! Where do you think she would’ve gone?”

“She always said Wendigo Lake calmed her down when she was stressed. Said she liked to swim there when it was nighttime.”

“It’s still light out, but it will be getting dark soon. You go check there and I’ll check the apartments. I doubt she left town.”

“Oh god, what have I done? Why couldn’t I have just left her alone!?”

“Worry about that later, Larry. We need to find her first and make sure she’s okay.”

“Right. Find her first…I hope that’s soon…”

We looked for her for hours, but couldn’t find her. We were so tired by the end of it that we just ended up crashing in Larry’s room together, hoping we’d find her the next day. Larry was out the moment his head hit the bed, but I couldn’t sleep. I was too worried about Lizzy. I needed to know where she went, if she was okay. I ended up going outside for a breath of fresh air. I was out there for maybe five minutes before I heard crying coming from the tree house Larry and I hung out in all the time. So I climbed up into it and…

“Lizzy?”

“Ah! S-Sally! I-I-fuck! You can’t see me like-I-I need to-”

“Don’t leave! …Please, don’t leave.”

“But…aren’t you mad? Don’t you want me to leave? I look like…him after all…”

“I don’t care about that right now. I just want to make sure you’re okay…”

“...”

“Lizzie?”

“I’m okay, Sally. Thank you.”

“Yeah, yeah, of course. Um, do you mind if I sit next to you?”

“It was your’s and Larry’s treehouse before I came along. Do whatever you like.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

“...”

“I’m sorry…For what happened earlier.”

“What?”

“You know, the flickering lights and the CD static?”

“Oh, that…”

“Yeah…that…”

“What was that?”

“...The beanie I wear has a sealing and protection combination rune embroidered on the inside of it. As long as I’m wearing it, it hides the…shadowy parts of me…That’s what happens when it’s taken off unexpectedly…”

“...”

“I know you want to ask me, Sal. It’s okay. You can ask.”

“Are…are you related to the Red Eyed Demon?”

“Yes.”

“...”

“I’m his daughter. I was conceived after he became the demon. The cult had offered him one of their women so he could have an heir. When I was born with no physical signs of being a demon, he abandoned me and killed my mother. He didn’t care what happened to me, so the cultists shoved me into the arms of another cultist, a man named Taylor. He became my adoptive father and left the cult not even a few months later. We were on the run most of my life, but we didn’t have a choice… He died a week before I moved here. He had made the beanie for me when I turned ten and started to develop the shadows. I only had to wear it in public. When we were alone, I could have it off as much as I wanted. He made sure that I wouldn’t be ashamed of the shadows, but he also made sure I understood where I inherited them from, and why I had to hide them…”

“So…Your father is…the Red Eyed Demon.”

“...”

“...It was amazing knowing you, Sally. I’ll miss you a lot.”

“W-what? What are you talking about, you’re leaving?”

“Huh? No. I just…you don’t want to be around me anymore, right? I’m directly related to the very thing you have been trying to take down since you moved here four years ago! There’s no way you’d want to be around me anymore! …right?”

“Lizzy, I love you. You obviously don’t want your father to take over the earth. If you did you would have killed me and Larry and Ash and Todd and anyone trying to stop him by now. I trust you, Lizzy. You’ve stayed with us and believed us since you met us. Do you know how liberating it was to finally have someone believe us without needing proof? Though, now I get why you didn’t need any proof…”

“You love me?”

“Uh…ah, yeah. I did say that, didn’t I?”

“...”

“I understand if you don’t like me back. I mean, who in their right mind would?”

“...”

“It’s not like I’m like Larry. Muscular, handsome, normal…”

“...”

“Say something, damnit.”

“I love you, too.”

“...”

“Can I kiss you?”

“...Yes.”

So, this demon dude you keep talking about, that you want to kill, not only has a daughter, but you fell in love with said daughter?

In my defense, I didn’t know she was his daughter until after I realized I loved her.

Still, dating the daughter of a demon you want to kill is probably the biggest ‘fuck you’ you could give to the universe.

Maybe, but all I cared about at the time was finishing school. The cult had kind of gone to the background of my mind for the time being.

Hm…Question.

Shoot.

Why are you suddenly so willing to talk about this chick when you haven’t mentioned her at all til the interview?

I was just sentenced to death row. I’ve got nothing to lose. No one but the people that were there for it believe me. I doubt anyone will believe this, even if you tell anyone.

You don’t know that.

Do you believe me?

…

Exactly.

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#sally face #not canon #sally face x oc #larry johnson #ashley campbell #short story #kinda unfinished???#i fucking love this game so much #sally face spoilers

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cherrytinz · 17 days

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his blood pressure went down so now his girlfriend is trying to revive him 💙🕯 ⛧🖤

the "hot witch" is my oc, Lucy Fernsby

#sal fisher #sal fisher x oc #sally face oc #sally face fanart #sally face #sf #sal fisher fanart

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mamaizuwu · 5 months

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TINKERED AROUND A BIT WITH ARTSTYLES AND DESIGNS FOR MY SALLY FACE BLOG AND I FOUND ONE STYLE I RLLY LIKE AND CURRENTLY DREW SAL IN SAID ARTSTYLE

(I promise I'll draw Larry, Ash, and lionel soon 😭😭)

BUT ANYWAYYYSSS HERES MY BABY BOY SAL 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

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coupleofasexuals · 9 months

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LA BANDA ESTÁ LISTA! / THE GANG IS READY!

Ashley, Todd, Sal, Serena, Larry, Nina, Travis <3

Me alegra mucho haberlos terminado!! Aunque no lo crean, 7 sprites diferentes son un montón de trabajo, pero estoy muy contenta de tener a todos mis niños listos para hacer lo que yo quiera con ellos MUAJAJA / I'm so happy to have finished them!! Believe it or not, 7 different sprites is a lot of work, but I'm very happy to have all my kids ready so I can do whatever I want with them MUAHAHAHA

Bueno, en realidad sólo los quería para responder a asks (En caso de que nos lleguen) y que tengan todos el mismo estilo, básicamente fue un capricho mío jeje pero me divertí bastante haciéndolos y aprendí un montón también (Ya que no tenía mucha experiencia dibujando a hombres) / Well, seriously now, I only wanted them to answer asks (in case that we receive any) so all of them would have the same style, basically it was an unnecessary thing I wanted to do hehe but I had a lot of fun making them and I learned a lot too (Since I didn't have much experience drawing men)

Cabe destacar que me tomé algunas libertades creativas sobre los diseños como pueden notar, en un intento de estilizarlos y adaptarlos más a mi gusto y estilo jiji !! / I must add that I took some freedom towards the designs as you can see in a attempt of stylizing them and adapt them to my liking and style hehe !!

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

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clockypastaa · 4 months

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So, I wanted to make an oc for Sally Face. Obviously since the second part isn't out, my brain wants to add stuff to fill my brain 🤩

This is Larry's daughter that he never knew existed, she was conceived in a one night stand. This was before he, ya know, died. Marie was born in the early 2000 though. Shes an intelligent girl, she learned a lot of things due to her photographic memory.

She lives with her mother, grandparents, 3 uncles and a aunt. Despite being very intelligent and well mannered, kids her age (especially girls) poke at her and blamed her being different the reason her father left her. (Despite her not really knowing the real reason and that her father is dead lol). So this caused her to think, think and over think to a point shes overwhelmed and every possibility leaves her at the thought not having a father around. So she spends tons of time in her room, reading and talking to her pet rat named Albert. She does get involved with the mess that is happening in Nockfell but I'm still thinking how exactly.

Anyways not a fan of oc x canon when it comes to ME making it but this is mostly focused on Marie not her mother. I know this is cringy and bad, but ik trying to fill my Sally Face hunger here 😭

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kewkcommissions · 1 month

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A sketch commission for @missrosiesworld of her OC, Gabriela, and Sally hitting the dance floor (and sending sparks flying) during Lisa and Henrys wedding reception 🌻💛

#k.e.w.k. draws #k.e.w.k. does commissions #sally face #fanart #sal fisher #sal fisher x oc #(you just know Sal is gonna fight tooth and nail to catch the bouquet after this sdlkfja)

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zdux · 1 year

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Hey! I hope you’re having a good day, I was just wondering if you’d possibly be able to write Sally Face (and any other characters you’d like to add) with a S/O that went through something similar to Coraline? But they escaped with one eye (so the other is a button of some kind) and they explain to Sally/the others what happened?

If you can’t do it then that’s alright! Thank you though :)

Honestly, sure! It's been a while since I've written Sally Face, so why not?

Sally Face X "Coraline" S/O

Sal's world was already full of the strange and unusual, so he was more "oh shit not again" than scared when you came back with one of your eyes turned into a giant button

He takes it really well, when you sit down and explain to him what you went through. He wraps his arm around you to silently let you know that you're safe now.

He's used to strange stares, growing up with his prosthetic, so he isn't off put by it in the slightest. He even offers to help you if you want to either cover it up with an eyepatch, or if you want make it a statement, go out of your way to highlight it.

If you get nightmares or flashbacks from being in the "other world", he'll stay up to silently comfort you. If you need him to talk, he will, but after being tossed around in so many strange and dangerous situations, he tends to find the most comfort in loving silence.

If you're okay with it, he gets another mask and decorates it to match your eyed, buttons, sewing details, etc.

He follows your lead on this one; if you were traumatized and don't want to think about it, he will try to help you heal. If you are proud to have survived and want to show off your "battle scar", he will totally embrace that.

Honestly, part of him wonders if the Beldam and her world are somehow connected to the cult, and if they even know about it. She seems dangerous and powerful, and there's been a few sleepless nights where he stays up worrying about it. He trusts that you sealed her away, but after dealing with the cult for years, he doesn't trust magical seals staying sealed anymore.

It's a bit short, but I hope you enjoy it! It's been a while since I've written anything Sally Face, and

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supersweetlyuniquebouquetstuff · 10 months

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IF YA LIKE SALLY FACE AND OCS THEN THIS IS YA BLOG BOI

I MADE ANOTHER BLOG (yeah why not) with one of my friends and we'll be posting stuff soon! So yeah if you like Sally Face go follow babey :3

I'm not dead anymore, probably (If Sally lets me stop obsessing over him for a second) I'll come back here and do pending stuff and so so yea !! meanwhile, you can go check who's responsible for my brainrot ksdsdksds (@coupleofasexuals)

Go follow pls thankchu, see ya soon !!

@coupleofasexuals

oh me oh my I sure hope he doesn't *puts on lipstick*

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dean-samw67 · 2 years

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The Girl Next Door

Chapter 2

Regardless of her parents' protests, the boys had JJ staying in the basement with Larry and Sal for the night to keep an eye on her. The next morning they brought her to the hospital in order to figure out what needs to be done to help her. The boys were with her in the hospital room waiting to be seen by a doctor after the nurse ran any tests that were needed.

JJ had told the nurse that she was only told it was a pain reliever and she didn’t know it was anything else, in hopes that it wouldn’t land her in too much legal trouble. Sal couldn’t help but notice every time JJ would flinch or pull away if the nurse reached for her or touched her. He could see her hands shaking wildly in her lap as she picked at the skin around her nails. He reaches over and grabs her hand with his.

“Calm down. You’re okay.” He assures her. She looks up at him as she licks her lips in an attempt to dampen the cracked skin. Her eyes were clearly full of anxiety and fear. Sally wanted to know what caused her to seem so scared here. He did consider it could just be the withdrawal from the drugs settling in. A knock on the door made her jump as she looked over as the doctor steps in.

“Juniper?” He asks and Larry offers the nod that JJ didn’t. “I’m Dr. Schulz. So you got into some stuff that wasn’t good for you, huh?” He asks as he takes a seat in the chair that was in front of his computer. This requires him to get a little closer which causes JJ to turn her hand over and intertwine her fingers with Sal’s and squeeze his hand. She remains silent after the doctor’s question.

“Yeah. She has been taking opioids. We aren’t quite sure how long. She won’t tell us much.” Larry explains. Sally only offers comfort to JJ as he strokes his thumb over her hand.

“Well according to her tests I could only assume it has been a long time. It has me a bit surprised that she hasn’t overdosed with the amount that has been found in her system. Dr. Schulz looks down at his clipboard. “But you are one lucky girl. I would suggest looking into rehabilitation. It will allow you to meet others that have also struggled and work with doctors that will be able to help you as you go through withdrawal.

JJ shakes her head at this option. She refused to go back to any medical facility like things that would last longer than a few hours. Not after the mental hospital her parents sent her to.

“I really think it may be the best option for you. It’ll help you progress faster than attempting on your own.” The doctor sets down his clipboard and sets it on the counter. JJ simply just gives another shake of her head.

Sal sighs and looks at the doctor, “What would at home recovery require?”

“I don’t suggest-”

“Please just answer.” Sal huffs.

“Well, she would need to start counseling. Need to have someone who is willing to take care of her, especially in the beginning. And we would have to give her medication that will help the symptoms of withdrawal.” Dr. Schulz explains.

“How long do you anticipate an at home recovery to take?” Larry questions.

“It all varies. A lot of it depends on how long she was taking it. I would assume it would take about 90 days for her to start feeling 100% normal again. She probably will start to feel symptoms begin to lessen around 30 days.”

“I think that’s what we will do.” Sal nods.

“Are you certain? It will be hard and she will probably need to have someone with her at all times until recovery is over.” The doctor looks at him. Sal offers a nod and the doctor nods back.

“Let me print off the prescription for you and you should be all set.” The doctor clicks on the mouse for the computer a few times before he exits the room.

“Dude, do you think this is best for her?” Larry looks over at the blue haired man.

“I’m certain. Between me, you, Ash, Todd and Niel I think we have her covered. She’ll be monitored at all times. And when she starts school she will be surrounded by people in class. When she’s not in class one of us will be with her. We will talk with the superintendent to see if there is any way to ensure her and Ash share a dorm.” Sal explains as JJ’s grip on his hand loosens.

“God, dude! She has you wrapped around her fucking finger. This is what she wants because the moment she has a chance, if one of us accidentally falls asleep, or needs to use the bathroom, or just look away too long, she will be out there looking for more.” Larry stands up quickly, in a fit.

“You really don’t believe in me that much?” JJ mumbles as she looks up at her best friend. His face drops as he looks her in the eyes. “I’m sorry, Larry. I know you are mad at me. Maybe even hate me. But I just wanted a break. I needed something, anything that could make me feel okay. With what they were doing-” She stops herself and bites her lip.

“What do you mean? Who? What were they doing to you?” Larry had a feeling she meant her parents but never wanted to assume.

“Nothing. I just mean… I needed something and that was there. I know it was stupid. I get it. But don’t leave me right now. Now of all times is when I need my best friend, my brother…” She was fighting back tears, something she seemed to do often at the moment. He lets out a defeated sigh as he steps toward her and holds her in a hug. JJ lets go of Sal’s hand and places both of them on Larry’s back.

“We’ll get you back to normal. I promise.” He pulls back and looks at her before stepping away. The doctor knocks before opening the door and JJ flinches, gripping Sal’s wrist.

“Here is her prescription. She needs to take one tablet a day. It should last her about three weeks before she should come back to get the prescription refilled and have a check up.” The doctor explains as he hands the paper to Larry.

“Thank you.” Larry nods with a slight smile.

“See you in three weeks, Juniper.” He waves before leaving.

“I have to come back in three weeks?” JJ’s head snaps over to Sal. He walks in front of her and takes both her hands, helping her off the medical table.

“It’ll be fine. We will be here again.” He drops her hands as he looks down at her. He was just a little taller than her now, unlike when they were kids, but not by much. She gives him an unsure nod before they lead her out to go and get her prescription.

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Once they were back at the apartments Larry and Sal brought JJ up to 400. JJ pulls her key out and unlocks the door, walking in. Her parents were on the couch, she tries to not look them in the eye as the three of them walk to her room.

“Whoa, there! What the hell are you doing?” Her dad speaks up. Sal places his hand on JJ’s back and continues to lead her away and into her room. “I’m talking to you!” Michael stands up and follows them.

JJ opens her closet and pulls out a duffle bag, opening it up she begins packing up anything she will temporarily need until she can come back and get the rest of her things. She just needed to get out or there was no doubt she would relapse.

Michael roughly grabs her arm, yanking her toward him, “What did I-” In the blink of an eye JJ spins around and punches her father right in the jaw, causing him to stumble back. Sal and Larry stand in front of JJ as she goes back to packing. “You can’t do this…” Michael's voice was a low growl.

“She can. She is a full grown adult.” Larry glares at JJ’s father. Sal glances back to make sure JJ was okay. She throws things from her dresser into the bag. Packs a few things that she knew she would need to keep her entertained, like books, a sketch pad and a bit of her makeup. She grabs her phone charger and walks out, around all three men.

She hurries to the bathroom, past her mother and grabs her toiletries, like her toothbrush, some pads and tampons, her deodorant and perfume. Once she grabs her last few items she zips up the bag and walks out. Her mother was now standing up, confused as Sal and Larry walked out, her father in tow. Michael reaches forward and grabs the bands of Sally’s mask. Sal is quick to place his hands up to hold the mask on as JJ throws her bag to the ground.

She storms up to her father and bites his wrist so he would let the clamps go. He exclaims in pain as his hand recoils back. JJ places her hands on his shoulders and knees him in the groin, causing him to sink to the floor. Jessica rushes to her husband's side in a hurry.

JJ squats down and gets in their faces, “Hurt me all you want… but do not touch the people I care about.” She stands back up and turns as Sal finishes fixing his mask. She walks past them and grabs her bag, opening the door. The boys walk out and she follows, slamming the door behind her. “That felt good.” JJ sighs as they head to the elevator.

“You bit him.” Larry says like she was crazy.

“He grabbed Sal’s mask.” She shrugs.

“It was pretty badass.” Sal looks over at her. She giggles to herself as a soft blush settles on her cheeks.

“Thanks!” Her smile was as beautiful as Sal could always remember. It made his heart swell and butterflies form in his stomach.

“Well let's go get you set up for the night. It's going to be a long night for you. We’ll make sure you take your meds and hope it helps enough for you to sleep.” Larry presses the button for the elevator.

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