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"Meet Me at Wendigo Lake" Chapter 2

A/N: Continuation of “Meet me at Wendigo Lake” :). Find this on my ao3 and quotev!!

C/W: Romantic!  

Word Count: 1.57k

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Chapter Two: Monday, August 4th

“What do you want to do?”  

The first answer that came to his head, he luckily didn’t repeat. What could you even do? Sal doesn’t have his license due to his missing eye, let alone that Nockfell is known for its emptiness. Of course, unbeknownst to you, there are more people who meet the eye, but he won’t scare you about the ghosts in the Addison Apartments. You’d already traveled out of Nockfell, and the next city over is just as empty. 

“You have to impress her!” Ashley stated as she was doing Sal’s hair, being delicate around his mask straps. A while back, Ashley had called an “emergency” meeting, aka a sleepover that she used to her advantage, despite it being used for “talking about his feelings for you. “How would I even do that?- ouch!” She tugged on Sal’s hair slightly, that he would like to say by accident, but it's hard to say. Larry chimed in, “Luckily, I’M here.” Pushing Ashley out of the way, she lands with a big THUD on the ground, letting go of Sally's hair, of course with a pull. 

“OW.” Sal rubs the back of his head, glaring at Ash, only to make accusatory claims to Larry, the duo going back and forth. “I would just say it.” Maple softly says, found in the corner of the couch with Chug asleep on her. “Chug told me, and it worked. Plus, I am more than sure they like you back.” With a smiling tug on her lips, she looked at Chug. “How can you be so sure?” Anxiety fills him. What if you don’t like him? He wouldn’t blame you, after all, no guys wear a prosthetic like he does. And underneath the prosthetic, even if you did like him, there's that hurdle. 

“You could also think of it like this.” Todd states, bringing a voice of reason within Sal’s swamp of anxiety-filled thoughts. “There's a 50% chance they like you, 50% they doesn't. Your odds are quite high.” Expect this time, when he needs it most, doesn’t quite help. “Not helpful!!” Ashley yells over Larry trying to roughhouse her, keeping her hands behind her back as she lifts her head from the carpet. “I wasn’t finished.” Todd side eyes Ashley, a slight increase in his brow at their predicament. “But, there's no denying the way Y/N looks at you. They look at you as if you are the only one around, despite how SOME people act.”, targeted towards the fighting duo. 

“HEY! We aren’t THAT bad.” But Sal couldn’t deny, especially not when Larry and Ash were all messed up from fighting across the floor, knocking some of the snack bowls with them in their tornado of chaos. “Point is.” Todd sighs, adjusting his glasses. “They definitely like you, so I agree with Maple, just go for it.” Sal would never find Todd the type of guy to go for relationship advice, but somehow, it reassured him. “..Thanks, guys.” The blue-haired boy mustered up, sitting up just slightly taller. The group looks at Sal with a shared twinkle in their eye, the type of look a parent gives when their proud. In perfect harmony, they cheer: “Of course, Sally.” 

“Well, we have two weeks, right?” Sal starts, looking up at you. “Why don’t we write a list?” His words were laced with Todd all over it, but you weren’t about to question any ideas if it was to help your next two weeks of boredom. So that's what you did. Grabbing a piece of paper out of his notebook nearby, you started exchanging ideas between you two until you had a solid list, titled: “Summer Plans”. Most of it was random talk, something that you wouldn’t be able to achieve, but in your dreams. But Maple and Ashley brought up a good point that Larry also mentioned, but it sounded a bit more creepy than romantic. 

Trying new things together. After all, you guys are still friends for now, best friends even. It would be normal to try new experiences, and hopefully, you make enough positive memories, and he can still impress you. Larry kept making kissy faces during this suggestion, as you can try something, physically closer, and lure you in with his eyes. The thought makes Sal blush, glad that he has his prosthetic on. By making these positive connections, Maple was saying to him, they will associate these with him, which in turn should make you want to be around him.  

These new experiences were attainable, such as trying new skills, unexplored places in Nockfell, especially for you. You had only moved here two years ago, leaving those small spaces left. “Sooo..what do you think?” Sal tries to hide it, but you noticed his hand scratching the back of his neck, looking away as soon as you made eye contact. You were more than excited. Sal knows you so well, adding your favorite activities into this list, especially ones that you have tried getting Sal to do with you for ages now. “This is perfect!” You exclaim, clapping your hands together as your eyes glance over the list again. “When do we start?” “U-uhm. Do you want to start now?” Sal stammered over his words, fidgeting with the skin peeling off his fingers. “Of course, silly!!” Your other nickname for him. Though he never understood why, it always came up when he was doing something stupid, always coming out when Larry and he were together.  

You both looked over the list to decide what to do for today, as it was too late to go out at a new place in Nockfell. A comfortable silence was between you, with only the flipping of the papers breaking him out of his trance of you. You, with your beautiful hair. Your sweet smile, those soft lips that he could only begin to imagine how they would feel against his ragged ones. The sounds that fall out of them, ones that he does and doesn’t know-

“Sal?” That angelic voice, god who knew he would be so grateful for somebody's vocal cords. “Uh- sounds good!” He knew he should have been listening, but he couldn’t help it. Though with your devilish grin forming on your face, he signed himself up for something he would have preferred not to be involved in. But that devilish grin faded away into your laughter, flooding away his fears if it means for you to be happy.  

That mindset is what led him to sit upright on his bed, with his plain white mask on. “Are you sure I can do this?” You started, nervousness lacing your voice as you swallowed. “I just don't want to, you know, ruin the mask.” “No!” Sal urges, maybe abit to quickly as you back up slightly. “No, no, I promise, it's ok. I can wipe it off.” He wasn’t about to lose this moment with you. You try to start again, but he only stops you as he takes a black cylinder, inspecting it slightly too close to his eye. “What's this?” He starts, only to be stopped by you laughing and grabbing it away. “You are going to stab your eye out!!” Your hands brush during the transfer; is that what it takes? He could stab his missing eye, make you worry for a moment's notice until you remember. Or, simply just lose both.  

His thoughts stop short when he feels a light pressure on his face from the application of makeup on his face. “This is blush!” Out of the bottom of his eye, he could see a red brush handle with a black bush at the end, the part touching his prosthetic. He had already known that as Ashley had done her makeup in front of him before, but he’ll stay quiet. “What does it do?” “Well..” That had gotten you a one-way ticket to Ramble Town. You explained what blush does for your complexion, color to match your skin, and why the girls at school you dislike have a terrible makeup look. 

“.. that's what people call: ‘Blush Blindness’” you finished, clicking the blush cover before grabbing an eyebrow pen. “Do you mind if I give your prosthetic some eyebrows?” That made him chuckle, making you at first worry you had offended him until he nodded his head through his good tears. “You know, I never thought about how they didn’t have eyebrows.” I mean, underneath, he only has one, not that he’ll admit that to you. “Me neither, until being this close to you.” 

Closeness, that's what the thumping was coming from. He’d thought it was just his heart, but as he examined, you were extremely close to his chest, knees bumping into each other. “Of course- that isn’t a problem or anything!” You wave your hands in the air, pulling away from Sal. You always made it clear, even before doing the makeup, you didn’t even try suggesting Sal take his prosthetic off. Sal always appreciated that about you, how nice you were to him, even on days he felt he didn’t deserve it.  

He only nodded up and down before leaning into you slightly, forgetting how else that can be interpreted. Luckily, before he could back up after realizing, you got the hint and continued the makeup. He’ll have to tell Ash about this he sees her next, tips on how to do makeup for you. 

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“Meet me by Wendigo Lake”

Sal Fisher x Reader (Chapter 1)

A/N: I’ve been in a romantic writing mood, so this is a Sal Fisher x Reader. At first this was supposed to be a one-shot, but I’ll make a mini chapter story out of this. I plan on writing a platonic version of the group just hanging out!

C/W: Romantic!  

Word Count: 1.3k

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Summer has fallen upon Nockfell, lighting up one of the gloomiest towns you’ve ever had the experience of living in. However, the people that reside in this town are anything but gloomy, at least, your friends aren’t, and it was their goal this summer to not be a bum. It's always fun when you are all together, but it's the fact of where you live that destroys the party.

It starts lively, hanging out at each other's places every day till the sun sets, walking back to the Addison apartments with Sal and Larry reminiscing about the memories made that day. Convincing Larry to drive you all out of town for the “closest” fast food place, just to eat it all on the way home, and taking some detours, making you about an hour later than your parents' wishes. Life is full with your friends by your side, you couldn’t ask for anything more, but the high on life you feel. 

Of course, that came to a halt once personal plans came into fruition. Ashley had a trip visiting family out of state that would take at least two weeks out of their “Grand Summer Plans”, named by Ashley herself, if her parents didn’t decide on any future torture on her. Larry, however, though you aren’t surprised, has landed himself back in summer school.

Turns out, if you decide to explode paint cans onto a certain student named Travis, have a fist fight within the halls for making fun of Sal’s mask, and spray paint his personal property in the following order, summer school is in your foreseeable future. When you heard the news from Lisa as you and Sal stopped in front of their apartment, out of respect, you had to stifle the small laugh wanting to come out of you from the look Lisa kept giving over her shoulder as she named off the crimes her son had committed during the school year. Once you and Sal walked away and entered the elevator, the small space shared between you two was full of laughter as it guided you up to Todd’s apartment. 

Knocking on the door, you and Sal reached out to Todd, but the answer was the same. The sad news only continued as you asked Chug and Maple, with each of their rejections for varying reasons, only leaving Sal and you for the summer.  At least for the short time before Ashley was expected to return. You mutually agreed to head back over to Sals for the meantime, hopefully to come up with some ideas before the sun set. 

However, what you weren’t aware of was that these next two weeks were already planned, after your heart, that is. Everybody has already known about Sals' feelings towards you for a long time, ever since you ran into him. 

You and Ashley were deep into sharing rumors about the teachers at your school, the possibility that two of them were in a secret relationship. Of course, it had only been a rumor up until that day when hard evidence was dropped, flowers were found on Mrs.Packerton’s desk. If it hadn't been an empty room that day, Ashley would have left those alone. But you all knew how she was, so close to the answer to give up, which was now known to your knowledge, they were from your English teacher. On your way through the hallway to head home, Ashley couldn’t stop gushing a bit too loudly in shock at the “confirmation” of their relationship. 

“Just like, I can’t believe it yknow! I mean, we all have been thinking it, but really, having it be TRUE?” Hitting your arm, shoving you slightly forward at the exaggeration of her words, she immediately pulled you back in. “And the public flowers? I didn’t think Mr.Smith would be the romantic~!” She put her arms around your waist from behind while humming a mellow tune, swaying you as if you were the pair. You laughed into her, trying to break free as your arms only grew weaker from Ashley's commentary in a deep voice, trying to sound like Mr.Smith. “Oh, Mrs.Packertone, my sweet old lady lover~.”

It reminds you of Larry's mannerisms, the way that she sings in your ear teasingly. She kept going, insisting on having you closer to her as you tried to push away, until Ashley rolled right over a pencil left on the ground. Due to Ashley's refusal of your separation just moments ago, you both fell right towards the floor, a massive SLAM with the extra weight of her body. In your mind, at least, there was nobody else there to watch that embarrassing moment as you brought your arms to the sides to support yourself up, but as you lifted your head, your eyes made contact with one familiar face and a masked figure. 

Larry, a friend you made through Ashley, was cackling at your graceful landing with his hands on his knees, bent over, pointing in your direction. While the other individual, whom you’d learnt to be Sal, stared at you in silence. At the time, you thought it was in judgment; you wouldn’t blame him after that performance, but he couldn’t even think. It was like angels were floating in his ear, singing in perfect harmony, increasing as he got a good look at all of you. Your eyes, the slight flush across your face as you proceeded to yell at Larry, only to increase as you apologized to Sal for no reason in particular. The rest of it is history, leading to where you stand now. 

As you sit in front of him, the words of your friends repeat over and over. He confided in Larry first about his feelings for you, though he didn’t have to say much in order for him to get the gist of what was going on. “Honestly, dude?” Larry said as he wiped the paintbrush across his canvas, “It's obvious.” “Obvious??” A voice crack from the blue-haired boy. “You stare at them, fiddle your fingers anytime they get close, and can never get a full sentence out. I would be surprised if they didn’t know.” Did you know? Could you tell how his hands are sweaty, or the way he fumbles over his words? The way he adjusts himself every 5 seconds to look good for you? Could you notice his thoughts now through his mask with the heat rising to his face, just even thinking you know. If you did, then that must mean you like it, right? After all, you would have left a long time ago. 

Ashley tried guiding you to that solution as she did with Larry, though that was more mutual as Ashley saw your reaction towards Sal. The way you look at him, his name leaving your lips, it was obvious to everybody but you two. But something both you and Sal share is your obliviousness, and Ashley was tired of it. She knew she was going on a trip in the first two weeks of August, and with some magic of a calendar, figured out everybody else's plans aligned the same time period. Larry didn’t want to lie to you, especially with his dignity on the line, but he wasn’t going to let his brother's opportunity slip, so he agreed to Ashleys plan. 

He was so deep in thought that he forgot you were sitting infront of him until he felt a gust of wind past his face from your waving. “Hellooooo? Earth to Sally?” Sally, why did that work him up? All of your friends called him Sally, so it's not like it's special, but coming from you, it was. 

“What do you want to do, Sally?” 

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Summer Cuts (Snape x Reader)

A/N: Short story about Snape x Reader in the summer time at Hogwarts :). I will NEVER do a Teacher x Student dynamic as that is NOT appropriate whatsoever! This is in the perspective of two ADULTS, (Like a Professor x Professor)

C/W: Romantic, maybe abit out of character? I haven't seen any HP content in a long time so I apologize if it is. Also quality gets bad at the end D:

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June 1st, 1992, 

Over the months, the weather has grown to be disgusting. The consistent heat, a pollen count so high you might as well live in Professor Sprout's garden, and the constant cries of how terrible it is outside. The humidity stuck to your skin as a reminder, prompting you to shut the windows for the night as quietly as you could. Today was busy like any other day, filling the infirmary with students from all houses with a variety of cuts and concussions. However, a common pattern throughout the school year that the files cannot ignore is the number of injuries reported by a particular professor, Professor Snape.  

With the amount of time that has passed, one would assume the children would have learnt their lessons in the potions classroom, but of course, those are only dreams as you bandaged at least 5 different students today from either glass shattering, or an explosion from unsupervised mixing of ingredients. You couldn’t begin to start tallying up how many points Gryffindor has lost from Snape, let alone taking the other houses into account. 

At the same time, from the number of students that have been sent down your way into the infirmary, you could have gotten a galleon each. An extra galleon for every reprimand the older man has given, quoted in response to the “stupidity” the child has caused. 

Though you can’t deny, the stares Snape gives even make you nervous, despite them not being for you. With his flat voice and cold demeanor, it makes your hands shake just slightly when applying a bandage wrap as if he were looking down at you in shame. But they never could be for you, after all, if they were, you wouldn't retreat to his chambers after your long days beside Madam Pomfrey, especially considering the risk of rumors spreading around the castle. 

Despite the way Snape presents himself in front of the students and staff, you’ve grown to learn in private that he isn’t the coldhearted man you once grew to believe. Admittedly, it was difficult interacting with the professor at the start. With closed walls, the only conversations were passersby in your wing, indirectly through the injured student. It didn’t help that other staff members had warned you about him: rude, selfish, all the things you hate. But now, you make the final step in front of the professor's chambers, tapping on the door with your knuckles. The door opens a tad, only to see the brown iris of the man you’ve grown to form a soft spot for. Reaching out for the handle, he pulls out the door for a way of entry, a soft smile forming at his lips. 

No words had to be exchanged as you gently placed your bag at the side of the door, letting your body go, falling into the older man's arms. Feeling his hands snake behind your back, you can't ignore how cold the tips of his fingers are compared to your hot, sweaty back. With his black robe, you’re surprised he isn’t drenched, but he always has something up his sleeve. Sliding his hands up your back to your shoulders, he gently pushes you away from him, enough to be able to look at the man. “Hello, love.” A few giggles leave your lips, only to be stolen from Snape momentarily. “I assumed the weather would have taken its toll upon you, though nothing ever seems to take you down.” Lacing his fingers in your hair, he lets go and turns you ever so slightly towards the bathroom door. “I took it upon myself to run you a bath, lilac oil dropped in to help relax your muscles.” Before you could protest, you were already being guided towards his bathroom to be met with a candlelit bath. Towels laid out, and clothes to be assumed are his. Your excitement through your tired demeanor must have shown, as a low chuckle is heard behind you. “I’ll be outside waiting for you.”  

The lilac oil must have contained a few extra ingredients, which wouldn’t be a surprise from Snape's storeroom, as you feel flowy. Almost as if you didn’t have any muscles at all, with no areas for aches to hurt you. You would question the true nature of this “oil”, but this opportunity of peace is too good to waste on investigation towards your boyfriend. Speaking of the secret, there you found him lying in those silky sheets you bought him this past holiday. Though he swore there was no reason, the eye bags he once carried had seemed to fade with this newfound sleep he’d been achieving. But he’d argue the newest addition to his bed was better than anything, you. His fingers tapped on the empty space beside him with a knowing look, ready to swarm you in. “Come here.” 

It feels almost unreal being beside him, but with his fingers on your waist, it grounds you back to the moment shared only with you two. “How was your day? I hope not torturous.” “Between the heat and your students,” You tease, pointing a finger at his chest, “I would say..unbearable.” You feel his grip tighten around you. “It’s not my fault they have comprehension skills of a troll. For Merlin's sake, it's June, by now, at least a small ounce of understanding should resonate within them.” You tried to stuffle your laugh but failed as you chackled into his clothed chest, feeling the vibrations of his own against you. “They all leave shortly, Severus. Until then, you’ll have to deal with the hooligans within your classroom.” Without missing a beat, the raven-haired man replies, “And in particular, do you mean the Weasley twins, the Gryffindor house, or the rest of the frustratingly dense students I’ve been assigned?” It's a shocker, none of the other staff haven’t heard you guys yet as your laugh comes deeper from the chest this time, trying to wrap your arms around him but failing as your arms only flail due to your laughing. Of course, he is always there to catch you, pulling you in perfectly.

Eventually, you catch your breath, little gasps for air entering your lungs as you feel a pair of lips reach your forehead. “I’m not quite sure why I invite you to my chambers, when it seems you distract the pair of us from resting.” Adjusting yourself slightly up to reach the man's lips, you follow: “Despite your appearance, you seem to enjoy my incessant talking.” “It appears so.” A comfortable silence falls between you two, filling any space that you could have left open between your cuddling. Closing your eyes, you let your tiredness take over in his embrace. 

“Goodnight.”

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Brewing Up Love: 

A/N: Hey everybody! I decided I am going to start a Severus Snape x Reader fan-fic book! This will loosely follow the events of Harry Potter, as I also want to make sure I can focus on their relationship. This will be fully posted on my A03, Quotev, and parts here! Here is part of the prologue ;). Also thank you to who inspired me to do this, you know who you are!!

To note, not in anytime EVER was the reader EVER Snapes student. This is a professor x professor type fan fic, and the timeline will be revealed as the story goes. :)

Link for ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66685978

(My a03 is shnoob, my quotev is shnoob)!

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Brewing Up Love:  

Year One:

Prologue: The Charming Start

Helpful, compassionate, and patient, those have always been your strongest traits. Being kind and intelligent, remind yourself how you were able to get here. Most importantly, determined, not letting your father's words drag you down as you stood before the Headmaster of Hogwarts. Those were the qualities you made clear to the silver-haired man that day as he gave you a soft smile, listening to the words fall out of your mouth as if you were trying to put a charm on him to convince him to give you this job. It almost feels fake, surrounded by the endless knowledge of books that no Muggle library could offer. Opportunities that the Muggle world couldn’t offer you, so the magical world reached out for you instead.

Standing on the stone staircase, you watched the motion of his hands swivel in alignment with his scarlet quill, not missing a single word you spoke. Your experience, education, and story, all on this parchment paper, he’d forever hold despite the result of this interview. 

It felt wrong shivering there before him as you anxiously watched word for word, until he paused to dip his quill in the ink, which made you pause too. Nervous breaths leaving your lungs in a space so quiet and calm, the room is too different to hold you in it. But it never kicked you out, at least, the Headmaster never did, so you fit in somehow. A room so symmetrical calls for you to be pleasing at all angles, but with your choppy resume from the muggle world, all you could do is stand back in fear and let all your disproportions shine through. With a final stroke, his twinkling blue eyes stared into yours, almost seeming as if he was trying to find something behind them. Something missing from your resume that doesn’t encapsulate a piece of you that could only be found within, a piece that you’d rather keep to yourself. It made you want to shut your eyes and believe this wasn’t right, that if you squeezed just hard enough you’d stop hearing the subtle breaths from the Headmaster and go back to your old job despite how much you hated it, you’d rather be there then be rejected by your former headmaster.

“A healer appointed underneath Poppy Pomfrey,” Dumbledore said stubbly, finishing a conversation you weren’t aware you were having. Possibly from the shrunch of your eyebrows giving away the confusion, a small chuckle left the older man as he reached over towards the parchment in front of him, just to put it aside and reach for another paper instead. 

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I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

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Severus Snape Romantic/Dating HC’s:  

A/N: I’m back for real this time! The end of school shut me down, but I am back! I will be busy for a bit after a few posts, but my timing will definitely be better than before. I wanted to try something new as I’ve been getting into Harry Potter again soooo. To note, I will NEVER do a Teacher x Student dynamic as that is NOT appropriate whatsoever! This is in the perspective of two ADULTS, (Like a Professor x Professor)

C/W: Romantic, maybe abit out of character? I haven't seen any HP content in a long time so I apologize if it is. 

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Absolutely infatuated with you, and I mean this in an obsessive way. Although he doesnt display it 100%, especially infront of other people, he will learn every single thing about you, even the slightest of details. (Find this cute or not is up to you but I’m not sure if this is a positive thing half of the time.)

Loved you from the very first interaction you had with him. Your smile, laugh, and even the way you shook his hand as a formal greeting had him hooked. He never felt like he could feel this way again, but you set up a spark inside of him that he couldn't put out. 

The thing he loves the most about you is your intelligence. The way you understand your craft, apply knowledge behind several situations, and never seem to skip a beat grows the urge inside of him to get to know you. Get to understand what you know, basically just enabling his obsessive nature of knowing everything about you lol. 

Again, will never be a PDA sort of guy in the castle. He likes to keep things professional, especially when theres his co-workers and the children around. He wouldn’t risk having rumors spread about your relationship, (which I bet there is already), but outside of the castle, probably max PDA would be holding your hand and being seen with you at all times. 

Now, not to say that if somebody came up to you trying to get your number he wouldn’t make that super clear you are taken. A hand sliding down to your waist, pulling you in and some words exchanged before practically dragging you out and talking about how stupid they were to attempt such acts towards you like the hand holding wasn’t a clear enough sign. 

Speaking of that, he is definitely the jealous type. Watching the moves of any person coming up towards you that seems to have a romantic inclination behind their actions, making detail of what they looked like and every motion they made towards you, to ask later who it was and what business that person had. Of course, he would trust you didn’t have anything to do with it, but rather doesn’t trust anybody else. 

When you two are alone, he is the sweetest guy. Although he still keeps the majority of his composure, he can't lie and say he doesn't have a soft spot for you. Asking you about your day while holding you and rubbing your back as you go into the types of antics all the students are up to, or making you tea as he forces you to rest in the bath that he drew for you. 

At some point, you have had a night where you talk about the drama with the students if you heard rumors about them. Mainly it would just to make sure that your relationship isn’t aware by all, but you can’t lie and say it isn't a bit fun talking about the potential relations between students in the classes you teach.  

His love language I believe would be quality time. Although you cannot spend every day together as you both teach classes, on the weekends he just wants you to himself since neither of you don’t have to see the world. He gets quite frustrated when your plans are ruined, so later in the evenings, he’ll sneak on by to your room to spend the evening, not particularly caring for wandering eyes. 

Remembers every single detail about you. What foods you like, interests, even how you like your hair to be worn. Not even just in general, but on certain days if you ask him to recall he could name what color your clothes were and how you were acting. This causes him to remember certain patterns about you which helps in the long run.  

Albus 100% has theories on you guys dating. He has pulled you both aside separately and asked about your relationship, which both claimed nothing outside of co-workers was occuring, deep down he has a growing feeling its more than that.

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This made me laugh

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What Lies Beneath Story!

To start, this is NOT my own work, this is written by tatertotz4u on A03! Its an amazing Sal Fisher x Y/N fan fic that I have mentioned on my page before, but I wanted to bring attention to it again!

The creator just updated the ENTIRE story, which is crazy and takes a lot of work! The new revamped version looks amazing, so I really recommend reading it! Its a story between Sal Fisher x Y/N, along with the rest of the gang living in NockFell following similarly to the original game with their own scenes! Its an amazing story and only me describing it doesn't do it justice, so I recommend reading it!

The A03 writers account: tatertotz4u

Link to the story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52383754/chapters/132515635

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hihi!! sorry if you are not accepting requests, don't feel any pressure to do it!! but I was curious if you'd do a part 2 to your Sal Fisher HC's!!

thank you!!!

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Sal Fishers HC’s (Part 2!):  

A/N: Thank you so much for your request! My requests are open, so don’t feel bad, thank you for being considerate about it anyway! /gen. This also gives me flashbacks because this was the post that got my blog started and I just hit 1K likes a few days ago 😭. Also, I hope this isn’t to dark from what you wanted.

C/W: Mentions of his mother, not in detail but the absence of her, mentions of a bad relationship between Sal and his dad. (Both once at the beginning). Also insecure Sal, not anything crazy just small thoughts of insecurity. 

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  This is definitely a collective HC in the fandom, but he cuts his hair. Ever since he was younger, he started learning basic skills to fill in the void of his mother not being there, such as taking care of himself and eating, as his father was distant from him. He definitely was rough back then and still isn’t the best, but he has experience in freshening up his look.

With his close friends, Sal will purposely pop out his fake eye randomly to scare them. Such as saying: “Man, my eye really hurts”, taking out the fake eye and from a first glance their first reaction is a panic before remembering. Sal doesn’t do this often as it is something he is a little insecure about, but over the years he’s become more comfortable joking as he knows they won’t run away.

Halloween time is a BLAST. Sal used not to be big on holidays, as that meant having to get ready, and awkwardly hang around the family while being dead silent and feeling judged. However, after moving to the apartments, the holiday spirit started to buy into him a bit and Halloween officially became his favorite holiday. Dressing up in a fun costume including his mask, getting candy with the gang, and importantly setting up small tricks. Not anything crazy, but don't be surprised to get a fake spider or a jumpscare around the corner with him. Honestly the time of year you see him the happiest.

Speaking of Halloween, one year when Sal was younger saw a “glowing eye prosthetic” and begged his dad for it. Even though he was against it, eventually when his birthday came around, Sal got the glow-in-the-dark eye prosthetic he wanted. Now, for Halloween, for his own enjoyment, he will wear it. (Perhaps to give a fright to people, but Sal still thinks this is the coolest eye prosthetic in the world.)

Absolutely hates swimming, the beach, all of it. Not that he wants to hate it, but everything with his mask to the texture of the sand, it's just not a good combination. Especially since I feel like with his bad eyesight, his other senses are more in tune so textures are a big thing for him. He’d rather go to Lake Wendigo (which in my opinion is cooler than who said that-)  

Taps his fingers in order when he’s thinking. Such as thumb, pointer, middle, etc, and repeats back to his thumb. It keeps a good rhythm so his thoughts stay clear instead of wandering off. You know when he’s on a good train of thought when it starts slowing down, as that's right before he shares his thoughts. Versus when it speeds up, face squinted and voice deeper when Sal is trying to find an answer. 

Having people touch him is a big deal, as it requires a type of trust that they won’t overstep his boundaries (such as taking off his mask or touching an area that sensitive to him), but once you reach that level of comfortability with Sal, he’d love it if you did his hair for him. His hair can be a hassle sometimes, even with good hygiene the factor of trying to put his hair out of the way for his mask and still look good can be frustrating on bad hair days. It's a small gesture to do for him that means the world.  

Getting to the point where you are touching his hair, you are pretty darn close, so he’d do the same to you (if you were comfortable obviously!). Sal would be nervous touching you at first, as in the back of his mind there are the thoughts of making you uncomfortable but his touch is SO comforting. Sal is so gentle, which comes from petting Gizmo, and running his hands through your hair when you are focusing or just need some comfort. Honestly, you could fall asleep to just him petting you like a cat.  

Has a small selection of foods that he likes, and has stuck with those for years. He claims to not be a picky eater, but yet you’ll see him order the same thing and politely decline any other types of foods offered to him. If you could see his face, you’d be able to see the squint in his face of disgust. 

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DANG this is actually crazy, thank you everybody!! I know this may not be a huge number to some, but I did not think my HC content would get a lot of attention, so thank you everybody!!

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Writers Schedule: 

Starting after May 16th, I am starting a new schedule to ensure that I always post! This will be every other week or so, so I won't get burnt out. This will also be good for the summer because I’ll have more time. When that time comes, I will probably be able to post more, so look out! 

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Monday: No posts 

Tuesday: Sally Face

Wednesday: No posts

Thursday: Arcane

Friday: HxH

Saturday: Filler day 

Sunday: No posts 

This may change overtime, but for now this is what I see going towards the future. 

Saturday is a filler day in case I miss any of the other days, so those posts should be released on Saturday. I'm also thinking it could be used to post on my A03 or Quotev, but I'm not sure yet.

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Sally Face HC’s (Valentine's Day Edition)

A/N: Back with more Sally Face HCs! I realized I never did anything for Valentine's Day, so I’m making content for everybody I write about for it! Sorry this is 2 months lateeee :D. JayVik coming soon ;)

C/W: None!

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Sal Fisher:  

So nervous about Valentine's Day. Even if you guys have been dating for a while, we all know that deep down he is always going to worry, just the slightest. 

He is not a man of words, but instead through actions. You may not get a card with words upon words on how he cherishes you, but you’ll know through how he gets you your favorite food, or as a gift that plush that you’ve secretly been eyeing for the past few times you’ve been at the mall when you thought Sal wasnt looking. 

Although he is always gentle, especially today he is your knight in shining armor. Making you breakfast, letting you take your time on getting ready, anything and everything that he can do to make your day 10x better he is more than willing to do. 

Doing the little gestures that may feel small to some people feel so big to him, so he makes sure to double up on those as well.

 Even though he’s not good at words, he can muster up a song. (The real truth though is that he has been working on it for months to surprise you, but he’ll keep that part a secret.) 

A lot of his gifts for this day are homemade, so things like a camera album, and Mason Jar bouquets are his specialty. (And you eat it up every time 😋). 

Definitely conspired with Larry to make sure he got the best gifts possible for you. Being worried that you wouldnt like them, Larry comforted him into confidence. Sal also would ask your friends if you were looking at anything special, so whenever you would come around they would all smirk and Sal would awkwardly change the subject, hoping you wouldn’t catch on.  

 He would take you out to Wendigo Lake, as you guys aren't fans of crazy places like a restaurant, especially on the night of love. Setting up a whole picnic for you, you’d sit beside the water as you chat the night away eating, joking about how you’ll push each other in. 

Larry Johnson:  

Although Larry can be seen as the laid-back one, he definitely has his worries too! Sal and Larry would bond over being nervous of you guys not liking your gifts, but they comfort each other into believing you will like them. (At least, he hopes.) 

Much more of a words of affirmation and quality time, so you will get a long sappy message about how much you mean to him. Whether that be a letter or message, I can personally see him doing both. 

He’d get gifts surrounded more by things you can do together, which would be arts and crafts! Such as making bracelets, rings, or a jar with love affirmations so you two never forget :). 

In secret, Larry made a painting just for you that he’s been hiding ever since you noticed the canvas in the corner of his room covered in a drape. He’s honestly surprised he was able to keep you away from it for so long. (Spoilers, it's of you, his muse.) 

Planned out a date for you two together, but not out at a restaurant. Instead, he’d be more interested in spending it out and about, wherever you want to go is a place he wants to be. Whether that be cuddling on the couch, or watching a movie, that is perfect paradise. 

Honestly, he won’t say this out loud, but he is such a romantic.  

Ashley Campbell:

You know our girl has had this planned for ages. Honestly probably started scheming even before it was in the realm to worry about.  

Is SUCH a big gift giver, so she will go all out for you. Card full of loving messages, your favorite candies, plushies, and everything for a perfect Valentine's basket! 

She won’t let it stop there however, she wants you to feel loved and special, so a reservation out somewhere is just the thing. Especially out of the city so you two can have a romantic “riding on her motorcycle” moment. 

You’d leave the restaurant early, however, since you have the whole night together, why not explore all around the city? You hit the landmarks; stores, shows, parks, anywhere your heart takes you.  

Once you both are all tuckered out for the night, you’d go for one last drive around. Not anywhere, in particular, just looking around the beautiful scenery before heading back to Nockfell.  

Take a pit spot at the Wendigo Lake to sit and rest. Cuddle up by the moonlight, looking into the water while holding hands and embracing each other before having to split for the night. You remember that night forever :).

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Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

❤️

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JayVik HC's (Season 1):

A/N: In my hiatus, I watched Arcane, and now it has taken over my entire brain so I will be writing about it. I love JayVik so much 😭. 

C/W: This is season one exclusively, and I plan on writing about the entire show in the future! (Along with more characters!)

Leave any suggestions if you want to see something specific!  

 Jayce is definitely the type of person to write little notes for Viktor and plant them in with their work. Next to the note of: “Reminder to fix this problem”, it's a cute note with a heart and a drawing of Viktor from the night before. 

Jayce keeps blankets in the corner for the two of them to cuddle up when it becomes late at night, doing experiments in the lab, since those two never go home.

When they just had crushes on each other, they acted differently. Jayce, although trying to hide his feelings, made it so obvious that he did. Staring at him, subtle touches on Viktor, doing everything that a boyfriend did, just without the label (and even before the crush, this was their entire relationship. 

Versus Viktor, going from joking with him to silence as he didn’t want Jayce to know. Not wanting to risk his current relationship with Jayce, he would disappear more often and try to ignore all of the touches Jayce gave him that set his heart on fire. However, once he started to notice how much Jayce stared at him, it clicked together and started to open up to Jayce again, waiting for the moment he would finally ask. 

Despite how much Viktor plays off, he doesn’t want Jayce joking around with him in the lab and being “coupley”, subtle displays of affection between them make him so happy. 

Subtle PDA people. Not anything crazy, but Jayce gives him his chair and lets him lean onto Jayce, etc etc :D. 

Jayce is a physical affection and acts of service type of lover. You’ve seen him YEARN. He is not shy to give hugs, rest his hand on him, and give kisses anywhere. For acts of service, he will make sure that he’s well fed, take care of things Viktor struggles with, etc. (Also quality time, where Viktor goes, he goes.)

Viktor is a quality time and words of affirmation person. Despite him being formal, that only makes it more special when he does. He watches Jayce, every move and every single part about him, so it isn’t hard when those two are alone, Viktor's able to let every thought he has had about him run loose. Also, spending as much time as they do is what caused them to be so in love in the first place 😭. At first, Viktor loved his time alone, but now his “time alone” includes Jayce.  

Inside jokes between them go CRAZY. And I mean not only funny, but by outsiders, the couple is deemed crazy. Not only are they making hextech in a lab for hours that nobody truly understands, but they are up till 3 AM, so you know they are delirious. Half of the time, they don't even remember where the joke comes from, but still think they are funny asf.  

Since Jayce is scared of the cold, he is always making sure Viktor is warm, especially in the winter time. He makes him soup, keeps the blankets in the lab, and checks up on him every few minutes to make sure he doesn't get cold.  

Hextech is their baby, and they address it as such :). One night, while they were delirious, they were joking about naming it, when in reality they meant it :)

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Back from hiatus!

Hey guys, Im back! I've been gone for awhile due to my personal life, but Im back! My posting schedule will start off slow since my life is still a bit hectic, but once this month passes it should be back to normal!

To make up for it, guess who got into Arcaneeee....so those will be coming out soon... (you can see the hints in the tags :D)

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Sal Fisher Dating HC's:

A/N: Back with more Sally Face! <3

C/W: All fluff!! 

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SOOO attentive! He will listen to anything and everything you have to say, even the nonsense rambles. He loves LOVES hearing you talk, so keep it up!! (Yapper x Listener dynamic). 

Remembers every little detail of you like he lives in your mind (you definitely live rent free in his!!). Even something small like your favorite sweater he’ll remember, and make sure its clean so that way you can wear it.  

He also is attentive on things that you have, such as if you have a favorite scent. If you run out, he would notice and buy you another when the time is right.

He isnt the type of guy to “boast” about his relationship, since he feels like those little details of you guys are private. However that doesnt mean he is afraid to show you off or talk about it, when given the chance and seen appropriate he has no problem talking all about you. 

(With modern day), his phone screen is definitely a picture of you holding Gizmo. 

100% talks about you with Larry. Him and I are extremely close to the point Larry knew Sal had a crush on you before he did. Larry is asking him every so often how you guys are doing, and thats where Sal gets to dump out his romantic feelings for you without having it feel weird. 

His love languages would be gift giving, quality time and acts of service. He struggles to find the words to show how he cares and I feel like he would be very awkward with physical touch (atleast at first) because hes worried on messing up, so gift giving is his way showing he is VERY intrested in you. He also LOVES taking care of other people, so being able to show the person he loves that he cares AND gets to take care of you? Win win. The icing on the cake; being able to spend hours with you whenever it be out and about or just in silence it means so so much to him.

If you struggled to sleep one night, he would be on his way to be beside you and sing to you to sleep. Especially if you had nightmares he would be so delicate with you. Clean blankets, water, anything you’d need he’d be right there for you. 

Would make little songs for you on his guitar and play them for you as a gift.  

As said before, he wouldnt be physical affecienate right away in fears of you leaving or making you uncomfortable. Once he knows that you are comfortable, he is the most clingy person on planet Earth. Hugs from behind, kiss on the hand, you name it. 

LOVESSS when you kiss his mask. He definitely feels bad that his face is scarred so its not the “normal way to kiss”, but by treating it like that makes him feel so much better. 

Writes you so many love letters. Although he struggles to vocalize his words, putting it down on paper perfectly describes how he feels. You have to keep an entire keepsake with how many letters and other gifts he gives you.  

ALWAYS texts good morning and goodnight. No matter what is going on he will always do his very best to keep up with you. 

Loves you so dearly <3. Always the first thing he thinks of when he wakes up and before he sleeps.

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A03

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Check out "Blood Shot" on A03 now!! (Yes its on my profile, but if you don't want the cut off into 2 parts I recommend this!)