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aviradasa · 9 months

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Welcome to my masterlist

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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Shows:

The umbrella Academy

Supernatural

The walking dead

Miraculous ladybug

How to train your dragon (all spin-off shows)

The dragon Prince mysterys of Aaravos

Movies

Once upon a time

Anime:

Tokyo ghoul

Death note

Van helsing 2004

Hellboy 1 and 2

Labyrinth 1986

The MCU as a whole (Marvel cinematic universe)

Same with the DC universe

Avatar 1 and 2

Pirates of the Caribbean (all movies)

Lord of the rings (lotr)

Games

Sally face

Call of duty

Skyrim

Legend of Zelda breath of the wild/ tears of the kingdom

Assassins creed 2

Stardew valley

Books

Creepypasta

(Work in progress I’m reading a lot more recently so give it time any book suggestions are welcome.I’m a huge fantasy fan!!!)

Bands:

Ghost

David Bowie

Mcr

(I’ll add more here once my will to live dies again.)

Characters I will write for:

The umbrella academy:

Luther

Diego

Allison

Five

Klaus

Ben

Viktor

Lila

Marcus

Fei

Alphonso

Sloane

Jayme

Supernatural:

Sam

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Dean

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Castiel

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Lucifer

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

(I'm only on season 5 so if you want more characters let me know and I'll do my best!)

The walking dead:

Rick

Daryl

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Glenn

Maggie

Michonne

Negan

Carl

Rosita

Abraham

Ezekiel

Carol

Miraculous ladybug:

Marinette

Adrian

Luka

Julika

Nino

Alya

Chloé

Kim

Sabrina

Jagged stone

Meeting the kids jagged stone x fem!reader HC

Rose

Nathalie

How to train your dragon:

Hiccup

Astrid

Ruffnut

Tuffnut

Snotlout

Fishlegs

Heather

Eret

Dagur

The dragon Prince, mystery of Aaravos:

Aaravos

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 1

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 2

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt3

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt4

The sight of two stars Aaravos x Startouched elf! Reader

Aaravos introducing you to his daughter pt 1

Aaravos getting ready to propose to you with the help of leola Pt 2

Teenage!leolas first partner is human! How do you and Aaravos react?

You and Teenage!leola sync up during that time of month. Aaravos is done

Callum

Rayla

Claudia

Viren

Soren

Janai

Nyx

Ibis

Amaya

Corvus

Gren

Terry

Once upon a time:

Mr.Gold ( Rumpelstiltskin )

Captain Killian ‘Hook’ Jones ( Captain hook)

Emma Swan

Regina Mills (the ‘Evil’ queen)

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow white)

David Nolan (Prince charming)

(work in progress)

Van Helsing (2004):

Dracula

Aleera

Marishka

Verona

Gabriel Van helsing

Anna valerious

Velkan valerious

Carl

Hellboy 1 and 2 (live action 2004-2008 movies)

Hellboy

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Abe

Liz

John

Prince Nuada

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Princess nuala

Labrynth 1986

Jareth the goblin king

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Thor

Loki

Tony Stark

Dr, Stephan strange

Wanda

Bucky

Natasha

Nick Fury

Bruce banner

Steven Rodger

DC:

Bruce Wayne

Barry allen

Oliver Queen

Clark kent

Robin

Starfire

Raven

Cyborg

Beastboy

Joker

Harley

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Avatar 1 and 2

Jake sulley

Naytiri

Neteyam

Lo’ak

Kiri

Miles Quaritch

Javier “spider”

Aonung

Grace

Pirates of the Caribbean:

Captain jack sparrow

Captain Hector Barbossa

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swan

James Norrington

Bootstrap bill turner

Davey jones

Lord Cutler Beckett

Calypso ( Tia Dalma)

Lord of the rings/the hobbit (lotr)

Legolas

Aragorn

Sam

Frodo

Pippin

Merry

Boromir

Faramir

Arwen

Gimli

Éowyn

Elrond

Sally face:

sal fisher

Sal,Larry,ash (separately) x reader Makeout hc

Larry and sal (separately) x Chubby!fem!Reader Hcs

Larry johnson

Sal,Larry,ash (separately) x reader Makeout hc

Larry Johnson general hcs

Larry and sal (separately) x Chubby!fem!reader hcs

Ash

Sal,Larry,ash (separately) x reader Makeout hc

Call of duty:

Ghost Mw2 and 2009

König

Soap

Price

Graves

Skyrim:

Cicero

Astrid

Arnbjorn

Farkus

Vilkas

Aela

Balgruuf the greater

Legend of Zelda Botw/totk:

Link

Zelda

Mipha

Daruk

Revali

Sidon

Urbosa

Kass

ganon

Assassins creed 2:

Ezio

Stardew valley (Sdv):

Alex

Elliot

Harvey

Sam

Sebastian

Shane

Abigail

Emily

Haley

Leah

Maru

Penny

The wizard

Caroline

Dwarf

Jodi

Kent

Krobus

Robin

Pierre

Sandy

Ghost:

Papa Emeritus 1 (primo)

Papa Emeritus 2 (secondo

Papa emeritus 3 (terzo)

Papa emeritus 4/cardinal copia

Swiss

Aether

Mountin

Phantom

Aurora (we have the same name irl lol)

Rain

Cirrus

Sunshine

Cumulus

Sodo

Dewdrop

David bowie(going by era current stage persona):

Ziggy stardust

Aladdin sane

The thin white duke

Major tom

David bowie

My chemical romance

Gerard way

Party poison

Mikey way

Kobra kid

Frank iero

Fun ghoul

Ray toro

Jet star

I will add Other characters to any of these lists if you would like to request a character go on ahead!

What I will write/Rules:

Rules:

No bullying or harrassment to anyone or groups of people in the comments. BE NICE TO OTHERS

No homophobia

No racism

No hatred

What I will write:

Fluff

Angst

No self harm. I've struggled with it in the past and still sometimes do so I won't write for it

Smut

(FOR SMUT I WILL NEVER EVER ERITE ANYTHING LISTED BELOW)

No Pe*o*hili* (this includes age play)

No R@pe

No Necro

No poop or pee shit

If there is anything else I find out exists that I don't like I will add to this list.

IF YOU REQUEST THESE THINGS YOU WILL BE BLOCKED AND REPORTED.

Lemon

Anything you want I will add

I don't write for Male readers anymore. Due to some uncomfortable and unnessasary comments and requests. I apologize for this. I will write for trans folks though

PS. When requesting please be specific to what fandom/character you want(I will do crossovers.) just so I can make sure to get everything right for ya!

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speedermanmars · 17 days

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---Masterlist---

Heroes of Olympus

Perseus (Percy) Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Grover Underwood

Luke Castellan

Thalia Grace

Nico Di Angelo

Clarrise La Rue

Will Solace

Reyna Avila Ramirez Arellano

Jason Grace

Piper McLean

Leo Valdez

Hazel Levesque

Frank Zhang

Apollo/Lester papadopoulous (idek)

Sally Face

Sal Fisher

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

Todd Morrison

Travis Phelps

Lisa Johnson

Toilet-Bound Hanako-Kun

Yashiro Nene

Hanako-Kun (Amane Yugi)

Kou Minamoto

Mitsuba Sousuke

Tsukasa Yugi

Sakura Nanamine

Natsuhiko Hyuuga

Aoi Akane (male??)

Akane Aoi (female?)

Yako

Hunter x Hunter

Gon Frecss

Killua Zoldyck

Kurapika

Leorio Paradinight

Alluka (platonic)

Ouran Highschool Host club (I forgot the last names, so I'll have to make it work)

Tamaki

Haruhi

Kyoya

Hikaru

Kaoru

Honey-Senpai

Mori

Gravity Falls

Dipper Pines

Mabel Pines

Grunkle Stan

Stanford

Wendy

Soos

School Bus Graveyard

Ashlyn Banner

Aiden Clark

Ben Clark

Tyler Hernandez

Taylor Hernandez

Logan Fields

From my own little series, now named Galewood Lorelei:

(Changed character names and details)

Enid Wright

Ivory Morris

Zackary Morris

Rubi Lawrence

Tobias Covens

Aries Deam

Diane Deam

Requests are open and highly encouraged, I have a ton of free time!! Please do not request anything NSFW, as I am technically still a minor and I am very uncomfortable with writing those sort of things!

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itsss4t4n · 10 months

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Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 18 now soo..) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

I will add a prompt list to this blog soon but again feel free to request other scenarious. Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out tho).

My writing will be for all ages but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

If you have any questions at all if i write for something, or if a topic you want me to write about is okay or not, please reach out through my asks or my inbox.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders):)))

I write both romantic and platonic for all my characters. Although Teen!readers will always be platonic if the character is an adult.

I also write poly relationships. AUs are also totally on the table (big Fan of celebrity AUs).

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even know in my opinion i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Sally face

-Sal Fisher

-Travis Phelps (male or gn readers)

-Larry Johnson

-Ashley Campbell

Harry Potter

-Fred Weasley

-george Weasley

-lee jordan

-Charly weasley

-Bill weasley

-cedric diggory

-Fleur delacour

-olliver wood

-sirius black

-remus lupin

Marauders

-James potter

-sirius black

-remus lupin

-regulus black

-Evan rosier

-Barty crouch jr

-pandora lestrange

-lilly evans

-marlene mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

-Sebastian Sallow

-Ominus Gaunt

-Gareth Weasley

-Poppy Sweetings

-Imelda Reyes

Die drei fragezeichen / the three investigators

-Bob Andrews

-Peter Shaw

-Justus Jonas

-Skinny Norris

Twilight

-Jasper Hale

-Emmet Cullen

-carlisle cullen

-esme cullen

-rosalie hale

-alice cullen

-sam uley

-Paul lahote

-charlie swan

-Leah clearwater

pjo

-Percy jackson

-Anabeth chase

-luke castellan

-clarrisse larue

-selena beauregard

-charles beckendorf

-ethan nakamura

-nico di anglo (no romantic fem readers)

-rachel elizabeth dare

-will solace (no romantic fem reader)

-travis stoll

-connor stoll

-hazel levesque (no romantic)

-jason grace

-leo valdez

-piper mclean

Magnus chase

-Magnus chase

-samirah al abbas ( no romantic)

-alex fierro

-blitzen

-hearthstone

-malory keen

-tj (thomas jefferson jr)

Kane chronicles (havent read it in a while so might be ooc)

-Carter kane

-sadie kane

-anubis

-walt stone

Bridgerton

-Benedict

-Anthony

-Eloise

-Daphne

MCU (Avengers)

-bucky Barnes

-steve rogers

-tony stark

-sam wilson

-natasha romanoff

-yelena belova

-Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

-MJ

-Wanda maximof

-Piedro maximof

-Clint barton

-scott lang

-stephen strange

-kate bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

-peter quill

-gamora

Moonknight

-steven grant

-mark spector

-layla el-faouly

Daredevil (Season 1)

-matt murdock

-Foggy nelson

-Karen page

-James wesley

X-men universe

-Deadpool

-Weasly

-francis

-Xavier

-negasonic

-mystic

-Angel

-kurt

Venom

-Eddie Brock

-Harley Quinn

-Jason Todd

-Dick Grayson (any version, young justice, robin, nightwing,etc.)

-wally west

-Artemis

-roy harper (young justice)

Disney Descendants

-Mal

-Evie

-Carlos devil

-Jay

-Benjamin beast

-Chad charming

-Audrey rose

-jane

-lonnie

-Uma

-Harry hook

-Gil

Rise of red

-james hook

-hades

-bridget

-ella

-cloe

-red

-morgie

Kingsmen

-Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

-Bette Whitlaw

-oren lennox

-shane madej (no romantic fem readers)

-June park

Jennifers Body

-Jennifer Check

-Colin gray

Ever after high

-all characters

Redacted Audios (no x reader, just ships)

-literally all characters

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deadguydeathmatch · 1 year

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The Dead Guy Death Match Bracket Is Here!

Round 1 will be split into 4 waves of 16 24 hour polls and each wave will be posted 24 hours after the previous. The first wave will start on Tuesday the 18th of April at 3pm BST

The matchups are listed under the readmore and will be hyperlinked to the polls when they go up.

The matchups were all randomised although I did make minor adjustments if I thought one was much too unfair.

Also tagging @tournamentdirectory as I haven't already

Wave 1:

Charles Foster Kane (Citizen Kane) Vs Gavroche Thenardier (Les Miserables)

Leif (Bug Fables) Vs Queen Serenity (Sailor Moon)

L (Death Note) Vs Jonny D'Ville (The Mechanisms)

Noah Czerny (The Raven Cycle) Vs Lee Everett (The Walking Dead)

Pat Butcher (BBC Ghosts) Vs Xerxes Break (Pandora Hearts)

Captain Orimar Vale (Skyjacks Campaign Podcast) Vs Laura Palmer (Twin Peaks)

Diallos Hoslow (Elden Ring) Vs Rachel Amber (Life Is Strange)

Andrei Grandier (Rose Of Versailles) Vs Constance Blackwood (Ride The Cyclone)

Spock (Star Trek) Vs Maria Robotnik (Sonic The Hedgehog)

Kravitz (The Adventure Zone) Vs Sal Fisher (Sally Face)

Mari (Omori) Vs Ianto Jones (Torchwood)

Nate (Leverage) Vs Max (Sam and Max)

Owen Carvour (Spies Are Forever) Vs Vylad Ro'Meave (Minecraft Diaries)

Neil Perry (Dead Poet's Society) Vs Sayaka Miki (Madoka Magica)

Flapjack (The Owl House) Vs Maes Hughes (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Loki (Marvel) Vs Adam Faulkner Stanheight (Saw)

Wave 2:

Obi Wan Kenobi (Star Wars) Vs Diggory Graves (Hello From The Hallowoods)

Hugo Oak (Kipo And The Age Of Wonderbeasts) Vs Leonardo Hamato (Rise Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Movie)

Chara (Undertale) Vs Magnus Chase (Magnus Chase)

River Song (Doctor Who) Vs Micheal Afton (Five Nights At Freddy's)

Catherine Earnshaw (Wurthering Heights) Vs Tara Maclay (Buffy The Vampire Slayer)

Laudna (Critical Role) Vs Aerith Gainsborough (Final Fantasy)

Mia Fey (Ace Attorney) Vs Jay Gatsby (The Great Gatsby)

Meiko 'Menma' Honma (The Flower We Saw That Day) Vs Claire Foley (Professor Layton)

Grelle Sutcliff (Black Butler) Vs Skelly (Hades)

Ethan Winters (Resident Evil) Vs Portgas D Ace (One Piece)

Polly Geist (Monster Prom) Vs Hua Cheng (Heaven's Official Blessing)

Avatar Kyoshi (Avatar The Last Airbender) Vs Galivar Kholin (Stormlight Archive)

Pink/Orchid (Animation Vs Animator/Minecraft) Vs Lewis Pepper (Mystery Skulls Animated)

Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb) Vs Stoick The Vast (How To Train Your Dragon)

Evelyn Hooper (Less is Morgue) Vs Manny Calavera (Grim Fandango)

Kokichi Oma (Danganronpa) Vs Silco (Arcane)

Wave 3:

Eurydice (Greek Mythology) Vs Rosencrantz and Guildenstern (Rosencrantz And Guildenstern Are Dead)

Jack Twist (Brokeback Mountain) Vs Charles Vane (Black Sails)

Howard Hamlin (Better Call Saul) Vs Jason Grace (Riordanverse)

Nora Hildegard (The Vampire Diaries) Vs Gerard Keay (The Magnus Archives)

Manny (Swiss Army Man) Vs Matoro (Bionicle)

Wen Ning (Mo Dao Zu Shi) Vs Kikyo (Inuyasha)

Yuri Nakamura (Angel Beats) Vs Simon Kain (Pathologic)

Deep Throat (The X Files) Vs La Signora (Genshin Impact)

Esmeralda (The Hunchback Of Notre Dame Novel) Vs Ursula Zandt/Silhouette (Watchmen Comics)

Nageki Fujishiro (Hatoful Boyfriend) Vs Tuba (Infinity Train)

Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice) Vs Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption)

Oda Sakunoske (Bungou Stray Dogs) Vs Rose Quartz (Steven Universe)

Duncan (Dragon Age) Vs Junpei Yoshino (Jujitsu Kaisen)

Quincey Morris (Dracula) Vs Connor Murphy (Dear Evan Hansen)

Deadman (DC Comics) Vs Breakdown (Transformers)

Draal The Deadly (Troll Hunters) Vs Castiel (Supernatural)

Wave 4:

Matsuri Kanroji (Demon Slayer) Vs Midori (Your Turn To Die)

Kelsier (Mistborn) Vs Peter 'Parker' Yang (Malevolent Podcast)

Tadashi Hamada (Big Hero 6) Vs Noriaki Kakyoin (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure)

Erik (The Phantom Of The Opera) Vs Matthias Helvar (Six Of Crows)

Tigerstar (Warrior Cats) Vs Boromir (The Lord Of The Rings)

Joel Miller (The Last Of Us) Vs Pedro Madrigal (Encanto)

Rufus Emeterio (They Both Die At The End) Vs King Arthur (King Arthur)

Bunny Corcoran (The Secret History) Vs Lenore (Nevermore Webtoon)

Sliver Of Straw (Rain World) Vs Bow (Inanimate Insanity)

Chidi Anagonye (The Good Place) Vs Nicholas D Wolfwood (Trigun)

Tiso (Hollow Knight) Vs Okudera (Yakuza 5)

Koki Kariya (The World Ends With You) Vs Horst Cabal (Johannes Cabal)

Mr Boddy (Clue) Vs Garret Jacob Hobbs (Hannibal)

Eddie Kaspbrak (IT) Vs Emily (Corpse Bride)

Ash Lynx (Banana Fish) Vs Ophelia (Hamlet)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things) Vs Kili (The Hobbit)

#tournament updates #tournament dates #round 1 #tournament bracket #tournaments #dead characters #spoilers #also just like the elimination round i refuse to tag every series and spoiler in this post #but i will on the actual polls

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nursegracecreates · 3 years

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The final installment in Tiger!Sal And Fox!Grace, the couple I didn't know I needed in my life

#sally face #sal fisher #sally fisher #sally face self ship #sally face fan art #sally fisher x grace

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whaleofatjme1920 · 3 years

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Anon asked: "Do you think you could do a Sal Fisher x Reader with mostly fluff/slight nsfw of them getting high together? Maybe some shotgunning + being very handsy and loving?"

Have no fear, the cool weed and Sally Face aunt is here to supply this need! This one's a freebie, but ya know... My commissions are open! Get a writing commission from Aunt Grace, why not? I promise you won't regret it 😁 (information can be found on my second blog @nursegracecreates )

High on Love (And Weed): Sal Fisher x GNReader

Word count:

Triggers: marijuana use, implied nsfw at end (minors dni)

It was a lazy evening, a calm storm quietly blowing outside, but Reader and Sal were safe and warm inside, having spent most of the day cuddled on the couch together, watching TV and playing video games. The one they'd been playing involved catching, corralling, and eventually farming wild slimes found in the odd hybrid desert/forest/mountain environment set by the game.

Always the protective boyfriend, Sally had "innocently" suggested to Reader to sleep over with him, not willing to let Reader go home for the night.

"Storms can be unpredictable, Reader" Sally had reasoned, hugging them closer to his body until an outside viewer might have had problems telling exactly whose limbs were whose. "It can be barely sprinkling, and then BAM" he clapped his large hands together loudly, "category three winds, torrential rain, and cloud to ground lightning!" Sal's arm tightened around Reader's shoulders, "No way. I'm not risking it. I've got some clothes you can sleep in and there's more than enough room in my bed."

"But Sally" Reader giggled as Sal nuzzled his prosthetic covered face into their neck, "It's barely storming at all. Just a little rain and like, one thunderclap."

"It's too risky babe" Sal said, a note of finality in his voice, though it was one hundred percent playful, "Stay here, with me. I'll keep you safe. And warm. And most importantly, distracted."

Sally paused in his nuzzling to unbuckle the straps of his prosthetic, neatly catching it in one palm as it fell from his face and tossing it onto the coffee table. His lips, now unimpeded by the thick fiberglass and acrylic facial prosthetic, found their way to the hollow below Reader's ear and he nipped at the skin there playfully. "You're all mine for the night, now" Sally whispered, his raspy voice now painfully low in Reader's ear, causing shivers to race up and down their spine. Sally brushed his scarred lips along Reader's earlobe, "Now, what to do with you?"

Reader's breath came out shakily and they tried to reply, but the small kisses and nips Sal was trailing down their neck to their shoulder was making logical thought and speech nearly impossible. At the beginning of their relationship, Sal had been so shy, hesitant even, but as time went by, the blue haired man had found a wealth of confidence when it came to wooing Reader. His attempts at flirting had gone from shy and uncertain to Lothario level smoothness, a regular Cyrano dead Bergerac.

Luckily, Neil came in and asked, "Hey Sallio, Reader. You staying for dinner? It's Mexican spaghetti tonight!"

Sally pulled back from Reader, planting a kiss on their cheek as he did, "Yeah, actually, they'll be staying the night."

"Oh?" Neil said, eyebrows raising in surprise. This was the first time Reader would be staying overnight, the couple preferring to spend nights together at Reader's apartment instead, "Well, food should be done in twenty minutes, okay?" Then he beat a hasty retreat back into the kitchen, wanting to give them some privacy. They took full advantage of that, working up an appetite in that twenty minutes by kissing as if it were required for them to breathe. When Todd called them, they had to take a few quick moments to straighten each others hair and clothes, and Reader had to make a quick stop at the bathroom to check for any marks left behind by Sal's intensity. There was only one, a tiny purple heart shaped spot that could easily be hidden if Reader tucked their hair behind their ear.

Dinner with Todd and Neil was nice; the four friends held a lively and interesting conversation covering a plethora of topics. And the Mexican spaghetti was delicious, pairing perfectly with the fried cornbread with jalapeños Lisa had sent. But while dinner was great, and Reader and Sal were enjoying Todd and Neil's company, they were both ready to get back to spend more quality alone time together afterwards.

Stomachs full, and ready to settle in for the night, Reader followed Sal into his room and he pulled out a loose tshirt and some black and white flannel pajama pants out for Reader to change into, offering for Reader to shower first. Reader took him up on it and was overjoyed to step out of the steamy bathroom smelling exactly like Sal, having used all of his products, from the crisp, clean smelling soap, to the cheap strawberry shampoo and conditioner, the smells filling Readers nose and making them feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. The fact that the clothes he had loaned them also held Sal's scent faintly made it even better.

When Reader walked into Sal's room, Sal was sitting on the floor, going through his movie collection. "Are you in the mood for drama? Romance? Horror? Comedy?" Sal's words trailed off as Reader knelt behind him and wrapped their arms around him, burying their face in between his shoulder blades. A long sigh escaped Sal and then a deep inhale as he smelled Reader, "Damn… You smell so good baby."

Reader chuckled as Sal turned to rest his head on their chest, "I smell like you, Sally. I used your shower stuff."

Sal took another deep breath and then moved his head so his chin rested on Reader's chest, peering up at them with love sick, impossibly blue eyes, one real, the other a glass ocular prosthetic. "No, you smell like you, but with my soap, so even better. Now, what movie do you want to watch?"

Reader considered for a moment, and Sal watched as they chewed on their bottom lip as they thought, "How about Labyrinth?"

"Labyrinth it is!" Sal proclaimed, pulling out the DVD and laying it on top of the TV, "Let me hop in the shower real quick and then we can start."

Sal grabbed his own pajamas from the bed and left for the bathroom, leaving Reader alone. Reader made themself comfortable on Sal's bed and gave Gizmo a wealth of pets, pats, and scritch scratches to fill the time. Sal must have hurried because he was back in less than ten minutes, his blue hair still dripping slightly onto the shoulders of his faded black Megadeath shirt, which he'd paired with light blue plaid pajama pants.

Sal breezed over to the TV and turned it on, popping the DVD into the built in player. While the previews played, Sal retrieved a shoebox from under his bed and sat down on the mattress next to Reader.

"You don't mind if I smoke do you? I mean, with you in here?" Sal asked before cracking open the box, "I'll share."

"Sally, it's your room" Reader laughed. They knew that he and Larry smoked weed, however Reader had never felt comfortable enough in instances when it came up with other friends to partake with them. "Just do what you would do if I weren't here."

Sally completely removed the lid and put a small tray in his lap before reaching back into the box to pull out a sandwich baggie that had bright yellow-green weed nuggets in the bottom of it, cute little weed balls. Reader moved closer to get a better look as Sally selected four and put them in the tray, sealing up the bag and setting it back in the box. Next from the box came a grinder and Sally opened it and put the nuggets inside before closing it up and twisting it a few times until he was satisfied. Then he opened it and dumped the ground weed into the tray. Last, Sally retrieved a booklet of rolling papers, a lighter, and a small ashtray from the box and pulled two papers from the booklet. The put the book of papers back in the box and closed it up.

Reader watched, transfixed, as Sal rolled two neat joints with graceful fingers, sealing them by licking the glue strip on one side and folding it down over the rest of the joints.

"What?" Sal asked, noticing Reader's rapt attention as he put one of the joints between his lips and lit it, smiling slightly. Smoke lazily seeped out from the hole caused by scarring in his right cheek.

Reader blushed, slightly flustered and embarrassed that Sal had caught them staring so intently, and they shook their head, "Nothing" they giggled, "You just made it look so easy."

"Practice makes perfect" Sal quipped, exhaling the slightly lemon zest-y, slightly skunky smoke he'd been holding in his lungs. He chuckled, "You should've seen my first few attempts. Utter failures, each time. But I eventually got the hang of it. Want some?"

He held the joint out to Reader between his thumb and index finger as the menu selection screen came on.

"Sure" Reader said, "but fair warning, I've never smoked before."

Sally smiled gently, "Don't worry, this is really mellow. Todd's dad grew it. He said it's called Super Lemon Haze."

Reader took the joint and studied it for a moment as Sal pushed 'play' and the movie started. They brought it up to their lips and Sal said, "Just take a small hit, just a little bit. A little goes a long way when it's your first time."

Reader nodded and tried to do as Sal had done. Smoke that tasted like the smell of lemon scented pine needles filled their mouth and lungs as they took the tiniest inhale. But they didn't even have the chance to hold it like Sal had. The smoke seemed to explode in their lungs, consuming all viable oxygen in Reader's body, causing their lungs to spasm and they started coughing, the smoke exploding from their mouth. Reader tried to control it and Sal rubbed their back, trying to soothe Reader as the coughing continued until the spasms subsided.

Sally chuckled at the mortified look on Readers face, finding the whole thing adorable, "Don't worry. It happened to me the first time too. It gets easier."

Sal took the joint and took another hit. He held it for a few moments before easily blowing it out, and Reader watched in awe with watery eyes at the ease Sal handled the smoke, not even coughing once.

"Let's try this instead" Sal said, taking another hit, a bigger one this time. As he held it, he beckoned Reader closer and Reader leaned in. Sally took Reader's face in between his hands as if he would kiss them, and in a way he did. Sal pressed his mouth to Reader's and used his tongue to coax their mouth open. When they opened to him, Sally blew the smoke he held into Reader's mouth in a slow, gentle stream until they had no choice but to inhale.

Smoke filled their lungs again, but it wasn't as harsh and when Sal pulled away, Reader found that they could actually hold the smoke this time, if only for a moment. They breathed the smoke out through their mouth, only coughing once at the end and it was such a tiny one, too. Sally watched the entire time, smiling proudly.

For a moment, Reader was speechless. Then, they said, "What was that?"

Sally took another hit and answered, "It's called a shotgun." He inhaled a little more, taking the smoke deeper into his lungs and held it until his chest and stomach seemed to jump as he fought to keep it in. A few seconds later, Sally blew out a cloud of smoke, making a small strangled noise at the end. "Or at least a version of one. Real shotguns involve putting the joint in your mouth backwards and blowing the smoke out through the unit end into the other person's mouth, but… I don't want to burn my tongue. I might want to use it later." He winked at Reader, making them blush.

"Could- could I have another one?" Reader asked, not feeling anything yet, and also just wanting Sal's lips against theirs again.

Sal smiled and it was brilliant, "Who am I to refuse someone as cute as you?" He brought the joint to his lips again but hesitated, "But you should know, this is some creeper shit. You'll think it's not doing anything and then suddenly, you're stoned."

Then he took his hit and Reader met his lips with theirs, breathing in the smoke Sal blew into them gently. Instead of pulling away like before, Sal lingered, caressing Reader's lips with his in an open mouthed kiss until Reader had to pull away to breathe.

Reader's breath came out shakily, laced with blue smoke that hung between them and Sal as he smiled, no grinned at them. The world was soft focused, the only thing really defined in Reader's vision was Sal's beautiful, scarred face.

"Reader" Sal asked sweetly, "You okay?"

Reader thought, finding their mental functions slower than before, but not in an unpleasant way. They felt… Differently than they had just moments before. Everything had taken on a sort of… Dreamy? quality, and aches that Reader hadn't even been aware of were melting from their muscles and bones.

"Yeah… Just-" Reader lowered their voice to a conspiratorial whisper, "I think I'm high Sally."

And then Reader was overtaken by a fit of laughter. The laughter was contagious, spreading to Sal as well, but it eventually subsided, leaving Sal and Reader sprawled across the bed with wet eyes and cheeks, limbs tangled as they caught their breath. Their attention finally did turn to the movie as Sal took a few more drags from the joint after having to light it again, and in their highness, Reader got brave.

They plucked the joint from Sal's fingers, holding it carefully, as it was beginning to get quite short. They took a hefty sized drag from it and set it in the ashtray, holding the smoke in as they crawled over Sal's body, sitting in his lap as they leaned down over him. Reader pressed their mouth to Sal's and he immediately opened to them, accepting the stream of smoke as Reader blew him a shotgun. Sal's hands squeezed Reader's hips as he took the hit, and then he slid his tongue into Reader's mouth, French kissing them thoroughly before pulling away. Sal's gaze was soft focused as he smiled crookedly up at Reader and he reached up to caress their cheek.

Reader turned into his touch, closing their eyes and relishing in the warmth it created, not only on their cheek, but Reader swore that warmth filled every cell of their body. Sal slid his hand so he palmed the back of Reader's head, pulling them back down to him, but going up on one elbow to meet them halfway.

The kiss started lazy, but quickly kindled into something much more passionate, and Sal sat up completely to lay Reader back onto the bed, using his hands to guide Reader's legs to wrap around his hips as he hovered over then in a sort of half push up. Sal slid a hand up Reader's borrowed shirt, lightly trailing his fingertips along their ribcage to the sounds of David Bowie singing about a magic baby.

"Oh" Sal murmured against Reader's lips, "One more thing... Sometimes marijuana can act as an aphrodisiac." Then he covered Reader's lips with his again, his hand sliding further up Reader's body as he pressed his hips into Reader's clothed lower body.

"What do you say we lose some of these clothes?" Reader asked breathlessly as Sal kissed across their cheek to their jawbone and neck.

"I think you don't need to tell me twice" Sal replied, straightening just enough to pull off his shirt with a devilish grin, "Your turn."

#submission #sally face #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #tw marijuana #nurse grace #GRACE YOU ARE FAR TOO GOOD FOR ME #THANK YOU SO MUCH #I LOVE YOU #not my writing #godsent writing #excellent writing

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graysonclarke96 · 2 years

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Marvel: Young Avengers Protocol to Origins of Grayson Clarke.

Character to Actor:

The Clarke Family:

Grayson Clarke- Chris Wood

Zoey Clarke- Lily Collins

Sally Clarke- Kim Rhodes

Thomas Clarke- Christopher Cousins

The Stacy Family:

Gwen Stacy- Madison Iseman

Simon Stacy- Jacob Tremblay

Phillip and Howard Stacy- Freddie Highmore

Helen Stacy- Susanna Thompson

George Stacy- Mark Harmon

Jill Stacy- Emma Watson

Arthur Stacy- Sean Bean

Paul Stacy- Paul Walker

Miles Warren- Dave Annable

The Parker Family:

Ben Parker- Tom Cavanaugh

Richard Parker- Daniel Gillies

Mary Parker- Rachel Leigh Cook

The Morales Family:

Miles Morales- Jordan Fisher

Rio Morales- Danielle Nicolet

Jefferson Davis- Russell Richardson

Aaron Davis- Donald Glover

Young Avengers:

Rayshaun Lucas- Trevor Jackson

Kate Bishop- Hailee Steinfeld

Daisy Johnson- Shan Dodd

Bobbi Morse- Olivia Holt

The Fantastic Four:

Reed Richards- John Krasinksi

Susan Storm- Hilarie Burton

Johnny Storm- Zach Roerig

Ben Grimm- Conan Stevens

Defenders:

Luke Cage- Michael Jai White

Jessica Jones- Jessica De Gouw

Matt Murdock- Colin Donnell

Danny Rand- Josh Segarra

Marc Spector- Stephen Amell

Elektra Natchios- Julia Voth

X-Men:

Charles Xavier- Patrick Stewart

Logan- Hugh Jackman

Hank McCoy- Ewan McGregor

Ororo Munroe- Sonequa Martin-Green

Scott Summers- Sam Claflin

Jean Grey- Jane Levy

Kurt Wagner- Thomas Doherty

Bobby Drake- Brandon Flynn

Emma Frost- Josephine Langford

Piotr Rasputin- Daniel Cudmore

Warren Worthington- Alex Pettyfer

Alex Summers- Lucas Till

Sean Cassidy- Cameron Monaghan

Kitty Pryde- Danielle Rose Russell

Anna Marie- Elizabeth Gillies

Elizabeth Braddock- Michelle Keegan

Danielle Moonstar- Blu Hunt

Megan Gwynn- Natalie Dormer

Roberto De Costa- Froy Gutierrez

Illyana Rasputin- Anya Taylor-Joy

Tyrone Johnson- Roshon Fegan

Tandy Bowen- Virginia Gardner

Rahne Sinclair- Rose Leslie

Sam Guthrie- Charlie Heaton

(Various other students)

Brotherhood of Mutants:

Eric Lehnsherr- Dacre Montgomery

Raven Darkholme- Pauley Perrette

Cain Marko- Nathan Jones

Victor Creed- Liev Schrieber

Todd Tolenksy- Aramis Knight

Fred Dukes- William Berry

Dominic Petrakis- Toby Kebbell

Karl Lykos- Luke Evans

Jeanne-Marie Beaubier- Kaya Scodelario

Arkady Rossovich- Dolph Lundgren

Laynia Krylova- Tracy Spiridakos

(Various other Mutants)

Villains:

Otto Octavius- Mark Sheppard

Sergei Kravinoff- Manu Bennett

Flint Marko- Dominic Purcell

Max Dillon- Aaron Paul

Curt Connors- Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Morgan Le Fay- Katie McGrath

Martin Li- Stephen Oyoung

Lana Baumgartner- Emily Wickersham

Victor Von Doom- Viggo Mortensen

Carl Creel- Brian Patrick Wade

Wendigo King

Aleksei Sytsevich- Andrey Ivchenko

Tony Masters- Jason Statham

Edward Whelan- Julian Bleach

Zebediah Killgrave- David Tennant

Benjamin Pointdexter- Edgar Ramirez

Melissa Gold- Maika Monroe

Morrie Bench- Ben Foster

Thundra- Rebecca Quin

Sinthea Schmidt- Phoebe Tonkin

Other Characters:

Tim Elwood- Drew Roy

Grace Elwood- Lauren Roy

Ava Ayala- Tristan Mays

Felicia Hardy- Marie Avgeropoulos

Morgan Tyler- Hartley Sawyer

Flash Thompson- Michael Provost

Elena Gold- Nicola Peltz

Riri Williams- Candice Patton

Kamala Khan- Iman Vellani

Dante Pertuz- Jake T. Austin

MJ Watson- Sophie Skelton

Harry Osborn- Liam Hall

Norman Osborn- James Redford

Mendel Stromm- David Dayan Fisher

Cletus Kasady- Jackie Earle Haley

Eddie Brock- Alan Ritchson

J. Jonah Jameson- J.K. Simmons

Jean De Wolfe- Sandra Bullock

Jennifer Walters- Mary Elizabeth Winstead

Yuri Watanabe- Tara Platt

Richard Rider- Liam McIntyre

Sam Alexander- Dylan O'Brien

Eileen Harsaw- Camilla Belle

Mikhail Uriokovitch Ursus- Olivier Richters

Rachel Van Helsing- Katheryn Winnick

Jacob Russoff- Kristofer Hivju

Eric Brooks- Duane Henry

Robbie Reyes- Tyler Posey

Kari Lyngley- Katherine McNamara

Jared Lyngley- Ross Lynch

Bruce Banner- Eric Bana (Re-cast)

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hellfirenacht · 5 years

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Can’t Be Unseen Ch 3

Sal Fisher x Reader

First Chapter

Last Chapter

Ao3

Art by: @ochibi-chan, thank you so much for the fanart!

'He has no nose.' was the first thing that came to your mind as you found yourself staring in shock at the face of your date clearly for the first time. For as many scary movies you’d seen with Sal and Larry, his face was nothing like the special effects makeup you had grown used to. Sal’s face was real, and it shocked you.

While you had caught glimpses of him before, it had only been his chin and mouth. You knew that there had been a chunk of his jaw that was misshapen, you saw the deep scar on his mouth as well as the slight discoloration where skin grafts had taken place.

You weren't prepared for the lack of nose, or the rigid scarred skin that covered most of his face. It scared you- not in a way that would have you running in fear, but in a way a friend would jump out from behind a wall. A moment of horror before realizing that there was no danger, realizing that it was still your friend.

The shock lasted all of a moment until the kid spoke up again quietly, holding Sal's prosthetic in his hand.

"Oh..." was all he said before Sal snatched his face back.

"Hope you're satisfied." Sal mumbled after he clicked it back into place. You looked away, but you already knew it was too late.

Sal had seen the look on your face when you had seen his, and it wasn't a good one. Guilt washed over you in seconds, replacing the shock. This isn't what you had wanted. Yes, you did want to see his face at some point, but not like this. Not when it wasn't on his terms in a way where you could make him feel safe and have it go as slow as you both needed. But it was too late, you had both seen everything.

You fucked up.

He started walking away quickly and you almost had to jog to catch up to him. It was quiet between the two of you but unlike previous times where the quiet had been comforting, this time it was tense and uncomfortable. You couldn't believe how badly you fucked up at such an important moment. You could only imagine how hurt he must be right now, when all you wanted to do was apologize.

His hand wasn't in yours anymore, and it felt empty. You opened your mouth a few times to say something, anything, to try and convey how sorry you were and that you never wanted to hurt him and that you were just shocked and to please just talk to-

"Every weekend, right?" he asked, still looking straight ahead.

"...What?"

"This happens every weekend until Mid-November. That's what you said, right?" You tried to get a read on his voice, but you couldn't. The challenge that you loved was now just a confusing mess.

"Y-yeah."

"Let's go again next weekend." Sal said, his voice softer and not so distant. Your heart leapt in your chest and your breath caught in your throat. Had you not fucked up so badly after all? Despite what had just happened, had today been enough for your feelings to reach him?

"I- y-yeah sure!" you said quickly, staring at him, though he continued to stare ahead, not glancing at you at all. That should have been your first clue.

"Yeah, I think Larry and Ashley would really have a lot of fun." Sal continued. "We didn't have a chance to check out many of the art exhibits and I think Larry would be a better ride partner than me."

Oh.

This was his way of letting you down gently. It's not like it had been your plan to confess tonight, but it looked like he wasn't even going to give you the chance. Knowing Sal, he was probably doing this to save you the embarrassment after everything that had happened.

Sal Fisher didn't feel the same way about you. You knew that this was always going to be a possibility, but you didn't think it'd hurt this bad.

Who knew that the Sally Face Killer's method was to stab you in the heart?

Still though, you had a reputation to uphold, if he was doing his best to let you down easily, the least you could do was take the rejection with grace. You'd save the crying for when you got home, in the privacy of your own bed.

"Yeah, with all that headbanging he does, a few rides on those spinning things should be a piece of cake." your voice cracked slightly at the end, and you tried to hide it with a cough.

Addison Apartments was coming up close on you both, and you felt relieved.

"Thanks for inviting me out today." Sal said as you headed in. "I'm gonna go check on Larry."

He was gonna go tell Larry about how badly you fucked up.

"Alright." you replied. "I'll, uh, see you at school then."

For a few moments you were alone on the first floor as Sal used the elevator to go down. He had thanked you, but it didn't feel genuine. He was usually the first to tell someone if he had fun but those last few moments had completely tarnished everything. It wouldn't even surprise you if he shoved the stuffed animal somewhere he would never have to look at it again.

The elevator finally dinged and you were thankful that no one was inside. It was when the doors finally closed that tears started to form in your eyes. Your parents would be out late tonight- Saturday was their date night. You could go to your room and cry all you wanted without having to worry about them asking intruding questions.

Walking into the kitchen, you kicked off your shoes and headed to your room quickly, shutting the door behind you. How had today gone so wrong? How could you have reacted so poorly to seeing your friend and crushes' face?

And now that you had seen his face, what did that mean? Of course, it was too late to do anything about your feelings at this point, Sal had seen the look on your face when you stared at him. There was no coming back from that. Actions aside though, what did seeing his face really mean to you in terms of how you felt about him?

You laid down and closed your eyes, tears still running down your face. Taking deep shaky breaths to try and calm your nerves, you brought the image of his face to mind, at least what you could remember what you had seen today.

It was best to think of one piece of his face at a time, starting from the bottom up. You had seen his chin before, that wasn't anything that bothered you by now. His lips were thinner than you had thought to begin with, though that was probably because the few times you had glimpsed them, it had been shadowed by the prosthetic. The upper lip was slightly misshapen, as if a part of it had been torn and sewn back together. His lips still looked soft though,

The nose. Okay, that was something that would take some getting used to. You think there was a slight bump where a nose would normally be, as though the doctors had attempted to keep some of the cartilage in place. The more you thought about it, the more okay it became.

Skin, you didn't have a problem with. It was patchy and uneven in texture and color but it was okay. There were scars all over his face, from deep looking gashes to sharp thin lines. The skin was pale or red mostly, unsurprising as you were sure that the prosthetic didn't allow much sunlight- not that he would ever take it off outside anyway. His skin also seemed thin and delicate. You briefly wondered what it would feel like to touch his cheeks and feel the different textures of his face. Would he even allow someone to get that close?

His eyes were the least surprising to you. His eyes had darker circles than you had noticed before, but they were still the same eyes. Or eye? For the sake of argument, you went with eyes. Underneath the prosthetic you sometimes had trouble seeing his eyes, but sometimes when the light hit him just right you were struck by how blue they were. You had grown to love that shade of blue.

Blue hadn't meant much to you until you met Sal Fisher.

The overall expression was... blank. Almost as neutral as his prosthetic. You wondered if it was because he didn't want to show any emotion while so vulnerable or because for so long he never needed his face to communicate.

As you pieced together his face in your mind, a pain shot through your heart as you realized something important.

No matter what his face looked like, you still desperately liked him.

The next hour was dedicated to clinging to your pillow and crying ugly tears. The next was dedicated to looking over your phone and trying to decide if you should talk to Larry or Ashley about what happened.

You couldn't tell them the whole truth, you decided. They had both seen Sals' face before and had been so kind about it. The way Sal talked about it, they didn't even blink at the sight of him.

You felt awful.

Your phone dinged.

AshleyFace: So how'd it go?

Here goes nothing. You were glad you were home alone in your room and not around anyone else.

BlankFace: Sal was a complete gentleman and let me down gently. I'm glad I had a chance to go out with him though, I don't have any regrets.

You had so many regrets.

AshleyFace: He turned you down? I'm so sorry. I thought you two would have been a cute couple.

BlankFace: It's okay, at least now you and I can finally be together ;)

AshleyFace: Ha ha. I don't think my girlfriend would like that too much.

BlankFace: I meant me and Todd.

AshleyFace: He's still super gay and I think he's got a date with someone coming up.

BlankFace: ....Chug?

AshleyFace: You know he's got a huge thing for Maple LOL

BlankFace: Is everyone hooking up except me??

AshleyFace: Larry?

BlankFace: I don't think I have the heart to come between him and his right hand. I'm a flirt, not a homewrecker.

AshleyFace: LMAO

You smiled as you hunched over your phone. You couldn't bring yourself to tell her exactly what happened, but at least you were able to talk to her a little bit. Acting like you were okay made everything else a little bit more okay.

What you both saw couldn't be unseen, but you could at least try and move forward. You just hoped that you hadn't lost him as a friend.

...

School on Mondays always suck, but school on Mondays after a terrible first date with a close friend sucked way harder than anything else. You shoved your bookbag into your locker and headed towards the cafeteria where most people gathered before class started. Normally you would have walked together with Sal and Larry but you had dragged your feet all morning, and told the group chat to go on ahead before you. Sal always liked being more early, and though Larry wasn't exactly a morning person he'd always show up to school with his best friend.

You looked over at the table where you all met and froze for a moment. You hadn't spoken a word to Sal since Saturday and a knot formed in the pit of your stomach. It was a nauseating feeling to think about going over there and acting like nothing had happened at all this weekend.

It was easier to just head towards Homeroom, a quiet period where you didn't have any of your friends to talk to. You decided that it would be better to lay low for a while.

Laying low wasn't super hard. You had art with Ashley and Larry (though Larry was seated at the opposite end of the room, making it slightly easier to avoid any questions), and Ashley wasn't one to pry unless she was convinced that something was wrong. You had never really told anyone the extent of your crush on the boy with pigtails, so making her think you were really okay was surprisingly easy.

Though Larry was usually one to drop subjects if asked, you found it harder to avoid any questions from him. He pulled you to the side between classes and tried to ask what happened.

"He's not interested." you replied, trying to shrug it off. "It's no one's fault."

"It... might be mine." Larry suddenly said. "I think I might have said something to make him think that it wasn't a real date."

Oh the irony. You almost wished he was right and that was the reason things were now awkward between you and Sal. You shook your head and place a hand on his shoulder.

"If that's the case, then it's double clear that he wasn't interested." you said with a small smile.

"Looks like my crush was dead on arrival, huh?"

"I'm really sorry about it." Larry frowned.

"Dude, it's fine." just had to shake him off the trail of your shattered heart now. "Now that's Sal's off the list you better watch yourself- you're third in line."

"Third? Wait, who's second?"

You just smiled and winked at him as you ducked into your next class.

It seemed like Sal hadn't told Ashley and Larry about what happened at the end of the date. It was a relief, really. You still weren't ready to face them about how you had treated the guy you had a crush on.

Science class was torture. It was the one class that you had with Sal, though you didn't sit near him. He was seated near the front and you sat a few seats behind him. On one hand, it meant that he wouldn't be looking at you but on the other, it meant that you got to spend the rest of the hour staring at the back of his head. It wasn't something that normally distracted you, but today it made focusing nearly impossible.

When the bell rang for lunch, you took your time packing up as you tried to figure out if Sal was going to approach you or not. He briefly glanced over at you, making you feel like a deer in the headlights for a moment. But he continued out the door without saying a word.

Suddenly you didn't have much of an appetite.

Still though, you grabbed your bagged lunch from your locker and walked towards the cafeteria, hesitating a moment before walking in and then walking right back out. You suddenly decided that your homework wasn't gonna do itself, so you got a permission slip from one of the teacher on lunch duty and made your way to the school library. You weren't allowed to eat in there, but you weren't hungry anyway.

The library is where you spent lunch for the rest of the week. It was the one period you had where you felt okay, without the crippling guilt. You could hide in a back corner with your nose in a book, or study, or draw, and the world would leave you alone.

"Are you avoiding Sally Face?" a voice said from behind you, causing you to jump. You had been so deep into a book that you hadn't heard anyone coming towards you.

"Ah, what?" you turned to see Larry. "I uh... what?"

"We haven't seen you all week." he continued. "Sally Face is starting to think you're avoiding him."

"I'm not!" you said, defensively. "I've just got a lot of school work that I need to catch up on."

He just shook his head. "You haven't been walking home with us either."

You didn't have a rebuttal for that one. "I... I just..." you sighed. "Things got weird between us after last weekend."

"Listen, I kinda get it. You liked Sal more than you let on, yeah? And it's weird now that you know he's not interested but, dude, you can't just keep ignoring all of your friends. You do still want to be friends with him, right?"

You nodded.

"Then stop being a coward, and walk home with us again. If you wanna keep hiding in the library at lunch that's fine but... we all miss you."

There was a slight pang in your chest at the words.

"Even Sal...?" you asked quietly, unsure.

"Of course he does. He's the reason I'm talking to you right now. He wanted to talk to you himself but he didn't wanna make your uncomfortable and shit."

"Really...?" you couldn't help but be surprised. "I thought I blew it..."

"Just 'cause he didn't feel the same way doesn't mean he doesn't still like having you around."

"I'm an idiot I guess."

"Well yeah, duh." he laughed. "Now you're gonna come home with us today, no buts."

"But I like butts." you shot back with a smirk.

"There it is." he laughed again. "See you after school."

"Hey, Larry?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

...

It became an unspoken agreement that you and Sal didn't talk about the date, and what had happened. It was okay though, you didn't want to face him in a manner of speaking. You three started walking to school again, though it was a few weeks before you really felt okay being so close to him.

Larry was the real champ about it though, he never let the conversations become awkward between the three of you. He always had some topic to talk about, or some song he wanted to share on your morning commutes. You didn't know what you did to have such a great friend but you were thankful.

Sal started to slowly talk to you again as well. Despite what Larry had said it was hard to read Sal, or maybe you just weren't ready to read him yet. Talking was slow at first, his questions about science homework, asking him to grab an extra fork at lunch because you forgot to grab one, small talk. But as the fall semester crawled by, you found your friendship starting to stand on solid ground again.

Flirting with him never felt the same though. It didn't feel right to flirt with someone who had turned you down. At the same time it felt as though he was also keeping his distance from you. You really couldn't blame him. If someone looked at you in shock and horror upon seeing your face for the first time, you wouldn't exactly want to be close to them either.

Sometimes when you two were left alone for more than a few minutes, you considered bringing it up. You'd get so close to opening your mouth to talk to him but the words would die in your throat. On the one occasion where the words started to make their way out of your mouth, Todd had shown up to introduce you to his new boyfriend, Neil.

Timing was really not your thing, huh?

November came and went and your whole group buckled down to study for finals. There were many long nights where you were all crowded into Larry's basement, papers and books strewn everywhere as you all attempted last minute cramming and tutoring on each other. There was more than one night where Lisa would come home to see a handful of kids passed out in her living room, surrounded by notes, or still awake and color coding flashcards.

On one such night, you noticed that Sal was chugging an energy drink that Larry had given him through a crazy straw. One of the two that Sal had bought for you on that night.

You couldn't tell if it hurt or helped that he still had it.

Finals ended with a fizzle rather than a bang. You were very unsure about science, but you were confident enough that you at least passed the rest of the tests. By the time the bell rang to let you all out on the last day, everyone had collectively agreed that they were done talking about tests.

Making your way back to Addison apartments was proving to be more difficult than expected for the three of you. It had snowed the day before and rained a little at night, making the sidewalk a long tail of ice and slush. Normally this wouldn't have been a problem, as you all had snow boots, but you had all collectively used the last three brain cells to finish up with school for the semester. This, combined with the lack of sleep from cramming, had left you all feeling slightly delirious and deciding that the three of you slipping and stumbling around was the funniest thing to ever happened.

"Nope! Nope! Nope! Bad step!" you laughed, stumbling forward after stepping on a hidden patch of ice. You managed to not fall flat on your face this time but you were sure it was going to happen eventually.

"Larry you should take one for the team and go first." Sal said. "We'll follow behind in your footsteps."

"No way, Sally Face." Larry replied. "If I go first and fall backwards that's a whole domino effect where I end up on top of you both."

"My one fantasy." You said with a dramatic sigh as Larry turned and winked at you.

Dragging Sal into your flirts was okay if you roped someone else into it as well.

"I'll go first!" You volunteered, stretching your legs out to take a big step forward.

"You've fallen more times than anyone!" Sal said with a shake of his head.

"Details, details." you said with a hand wave. "Besides, we're almost there! I can see the apart- OOF!"

Your foot landed on another patch of ice, causing you to fall backwards. Larry, having been right next to you by the point, grabbed onto your arm tightly to try and steady you, but the force of your fall was too much. Something softer that the ground was suddenly pressed against your back, as Larry was pressed against your chest.

"Ow."

"Oof."

"Fuck."

Your fall had both pulled Larry down and knocked Sal over as well. Sal had landed on his butt after unintentionally catching you on the way down, and Larry had ended up on to of you, having landed on his knees pretty hard. The three of you were a little confused for a second, before you decided to break the tension.

"My other one fantasy."

Larry let out a laugh that was more like a snort as he made his way back onto his feet. Behind you, you could hear Sal let out a small laugh as well. It took some doing, but eventually you all managed to stand back up, brushing off the snow and dirt from your clothes.

"Anyone hurt?" you asked.

"Scraped knee and hands." Larry said.

"Scrapped elbow." you replied.

"Scrapped butt." Sal added.

"Want me to kiss it better?" you and Larry both said at the same time before all three of you started laughing again.

Through the power of teamwork, the three of you managed to make it to the apartment complex with much fewer casualties. Larry left you two alone quickly, stating he wanted to get his hands cleaned up so his mom wouldn't worry. It seemed weird that he was in a rush to get going, but then Sal spoke up.

"Hey uh, do you want to take a walk?"

You looked at him slightly surprised at the invitation. When was the last time you had been alone for more than a few minutes to talk?

No, you already knew the answer.

"Sure." you agreed, and he lead you around the building, starting a trek of doing laps.

It was quiet for a while, with nothing but the sound of your shoes crunching against the fresh snow. A cold breeze made you hug yourself and adjust the scarf around your neck so that it covered your mouth. Dumb you had forgotten to bring lip balm, and you really didn't want to get chapped lips. The sound of your name from right next to you bought you back down to Earth.

"Are we... okay?" Sal asked, still looking ahead as he spoke.

You weren't sure how to answer that, or even if there was a good answer to be given.

"I... huh?"

"That night at the festival," Sal continued. "You saw what was under my prosthetic."

Oh. Oh no. You weren't ready for this conversation. You weren't ready to talk to him about this. Panic bubbled in the pit of your stomach. There was no going back now.

"Yeah... I did." you said quietly. "I'm sorry."

"You didn't rip my face off."

You shook your head. "No but... I..." you took a deep breath, willing the small lump in your throat to go away. "I shouldn't have reacted like I did."

"Is that why you've been avoiding me?" His voice was soft, comforting, non-judgmental. It made you want to cry even more.

"No... well, not fully." you started, and after a moment of silence you continued. "I saw your face and reacted badly and I hated myself for reacting badly because Ashley and Larry both saw without freaking out or saying anything and I couldn't be like that for you so I just thought it’d be better to stay away."

You finally took a breath after spewing up the word vomit. You didn't mention him not returning your feelings as you hoped that went without saying.

"I'm used to people looking at me like that." He was trying to make you feel better, but the words just cut into your heart. Your eyes felt hot as they started to water, but you were trying hard not to let any tears escape.

"You shouldn't though!" you snapped back. "You... you're a great guy and I like you a lot and you shouldn't have to deal with stupid people like me not knowing how to react to your face!"

He stopped walking and looked at you. Tears were escaping your eyes now, and you were shaking hard. He reached up and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Do you still want to be friends?" he asked softly.

You nodded and he pulled you into a tight, warm hug. Your nose was smooshed up against his ear muffs, and you were sure that some of your tears were landing in his hair but you felt okay for the first time in months.

It was scary how empathetic and kind Sal could be. Always willing to give people as many chances as they needed to grow. You hoped that one day you could show someone even a fraction of the kindness that he had shown you.

"I missed you." He said, not letting go of you.

"I missed you, too." you whispered back.

You two stayed like that for a while. Even though it was freezing outside, his hug was so warm. It was you who ended up pulling back first, not wanting to accidentally get some snot into his hair.

"Now that things are better I wanted to ask you something." Sal said, starting to walk again, you fell into step with him.

"What's up?"

"Dad's wanting to have a small holiday party next week." Sal explained. "Nothing fancy but he wants you and Ashley and Larry to come by and roast marshmallows and watch Rudolf."

You couldn't help but smile. "That sounds like a lot of fun, actually. I'd love to drop by."

The two of you were in front of the building again, and he lead the two of you inside.

"Cool, the party starts at six next Friday." He pushed the button for the elevator.

"Six on Friday. Gotcha." you pulled out your cell and made a note of it."

The two of you said your goodbyes as he made his way to the basement to invite Larry and you made your way back up to your room.

Things were finally starting to feel normal again.

...

LarryFace: so did you 2 kiss and make up yet?

BlankFace: Too soon. But we did make up.

LarryFace: u goin to the party then?

BlankFace: Yup! You?

LarryFace: ya me and mom are gonna be there

BlankFace: Cool! See you there then!

Next Chapter

#sal fisher x reader #sal x reader #sally face x reader #sally face #nacht post #nacht fic #cbu

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weolcantramp · 7 years

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The Midheaven: How You Will Be Remembered

The Midheaven (MC) is commonly thought to describe one’s career path. Although this is a decent indicator of one’s overall path, it can be hard to relate to a specific career so early in one’s life. So, if you don’t relate to your Midheaven like, “Oh, you have a MC in Aries, so you’re probably going to be a police officer, solider, or athlete" then maybe try thinking of the Midheaven as how you will be remembered or what you are generally associated with. (Always trust your dominant sign to describe you the most- *a post similar to this coming soon) ✨No matter what career you decide, you will be remembered by your peers, co-workers, friends, and family by traits from the sign, aspects*, and planets* bestowed upon your 10th House.✨

♈ Aries MC: will be remembered for their courage, boldness, intimidating/unsettling nature, and/or originality. (ex. Stephen King, Meryl Streep, Kanye West, Joan of Arc, Bill Gates, Angelina Jolie, Madalyn Murry O'Hair, Pablo Picasso, Rachel Maddow, Will Smith, Franz Kafka, Tyra Banks, Aleister Crowley, Tina Fey, Francisco de Goya, Julia Roberts, Chris Farley, Joseph Goebbels, Marvin Gaye, Iggy Pop, Kate Moss, Alfred Hitchcock, George Wallace, Hank Williams, Ayn Rand, Rob Zombie, Alexandre Dumas, John Steinbeck, Anne Frank, Twiggy, Jack Black, William Blake, Celine Dion, Galileo Galilei, Al Gore, Emmylou Harris, Las Vegas-Nevada, Manhattan-New York)

♉ Taurus MC: will be remembered for their extravagant style or possessions, their values, and/or “diva” attitude. (ex. Henry VIII, Andy Warhol, Marilyn Monroe, Tina Turner, Pope Francis, Jackie Robinson, Selena Gomez, Drake, Donald Trump, Freddie Mercury, Agatha Christie, Muhammad Ali, Frida Kahlo, O. J. Simpson, Justin Timberlake, Marlene Dietrich, Malala Yousafzai, Christopher Columbus, Michael Bay, Luciano Pavarotti, Nicole Richie, Woody Allen, Marilyn Manson, Maya Angelou, Martin Scorsese, Bernie Madoff, Ringo, Josephine Baker, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Sarah Palin, Josh Groban, Chris Brown, Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen, Norway)

♊ Gemini MC: will be remembered for/through words (writing, phrase, acting, thoughts, speech), their cleverness, and/or mental/emotional detachment. (ex. Jean-Jaques Rousseau, Albert Camus, Madonna, J.R.R. Tolkein, Donna Summer, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Chelsea Handler, Alex Trebek, Kurt Cobain, Julie Andrews, Oscar Wilde, Jay-Z, Richard Nixon, Harriet Beecher Stowe, Tom Hanks, Kris Jenner, Walt Disney, Miss Cleo, Mark Zuckerberg, Steve Jobs, Hugh Hefner, Lizzie Borden, Jane Austen, Charles Dickens, Kathy Bates, Winston Churchill, Melissa Ethridge, Ernest Hemingway, Margaret Mitchell, Paul Simon, Greece, Tokyo-Japan)

♋ Cancer MC: will be remembered for their emotional impact, sensitivity, and/or parental care/control. (ex. Beyoncé, Matamha Gandhi, John F. Kennedy, Venus Williams, Britney Spears, Arthur Rimbaud, Elizabeth Warren, Denzel Washington, Jeffery Dahmer, Sun Yet-sen, Bob Hope, Stevie Wonder, Anderson Cooper, Cat Stevens, Anna Nicole Smith, Joe Jonas, Rock Hudson, Alice Cooper, Woodrow Wilson, Barbara Walters, T. S. Elliot, Coretta Scott King, Albert Schweitzer, Ted Cruz, Monica Lewinsky, H.P. Lovecraft, Anaïs Nin, Katie Couric, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Carole King, Neil Diamond, Harper Lee, Giacomo Puccini, Sidney Poitier, September 11 attacks, United Kingdom)

♌ Leo MC: will be remembered for their theatrics, arrogance/vanity, power, and/or regality. (ex. Grace Kelly, Prince, Isaac Newton, Adolf Hitler, Katy Perry, Charlie Chaplin, Aretha Franklin, Sigmund Freud, Jacqueline Onassis-Kennedy, Stanley Kubrick, Courtney Love, Mark Twain, Chaka Khan, Napoleon Bonaparte, Kathy Griffin, Jim Carrey, Alfred Nobel, Eric Clapton, Annie Oakley, Martha Stewart, Divine, Louis Pasteur, Robin Williams, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Chuck Berry, Vladimir Putin, Clint Eastwood, Missy Elliot, Frank Sinatra, Mel B, Edgar Allan Poe, Los Angeles-CA)

♍ Virgo MC: will be remembered for their scandals/controversy, never-ending toil, physicality/health and/or attention to detail. (ex. Hillary Clinton, Bruce Lee, Kim Kardashian, Ellen DeGeneres, Brad Pitt, Nelson Mandela, Bette Davis, Justin Bieber, Elvis Presley, Erykah Badu, Jimmy Page, Eartha Kitt, Leonardo de Vinci, Bob Marley, Joan Crawford, Margaret Thatcher, Eminem, Friedrich Nietzsche, David Lynch, Chaz Bono, Marlon Brando, Björk, Ozzy Osborne, Emily Brontë, Bernie Sanders, Georgia O'Keeffe, Diana Ross, Kahlil Gibran, Russia, United States)

♎ Libra MC: will be remembered for their inner/outer beauty, adaptability, and/or desire for or appearance of stability. (ex. Elton John, Jane Goodall, Malcolm X, Coco Channel, Kylie Jenner, Ronald Reagan, Princess Diana, Michelangelo, Oprah Winfrey, Bob Dylan, Winona Ryder, Jimi Hendrix, Mother Teresa, Elizabeth Taylor, Cristiano Ronaldo, Angela Merkel, Tom Brokaw, Alan Watts, Charles Darwin, Brigitte Bardot, Patti Smith, Chuck Norris, Linda Lovelace, Ray Charles, Lionel Messi, Eleanor Roosevelt, Lewis Carroll, Noam Chomsky, Lucille Ball, Venice-Italy)

♏ Scorpio MC: will be remembered for their physical attractiveness, taboo activities/topics, and/or natural talent. (ex. James Joyce, Billie Holiday, Taylor Swift, Barack Obama, Carrie Fisher, Jim Morrison, Selena, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Queen Elizabeth II, Ariana Grande, Marie Curie, Anthony Hopkins, René Descartes, Nina Simone, Willem Dafoe, Paul Newman, Mariska Hargitay, Thomas Jefferson, Ray Bradbury, Joseph Stalin, Larry King, Duke Ellington, Joan Jett, Buddy Holly, Megan Fox, Johnny Knoxville, Daniel Day-Lewis, Gwen Stefani, Francis Ford Coppola, Sophia Loren, Marcus Aurelius, China)

♐ Sagittarius MC: will be remembered for their joviality, reckless/wild free spirit, sense of humor, and/or philosophy/spirituality. (ex. Al Capone, Deepok Chopra, Shia LaBeouf, Audrey Hepburn, Harvey Milk, Johnny Cash, David Bowie, Bettie Page, Pablo Neruda, J. K. Rowling, Christina Aguilera, Michael Jackson, Henry David Thoreau, Adele, Janis Joplin, Maximilien Robespierre, Ellen Pompeo, Whitney Houston, Paul McCartney, Evel Knievel, Bruno Mars, Jimmy Fallon, Peggy Lipton, Karl Marx, George Takei, Ryan Gosling, Whoopi Goldberg, Vincent Price, Rio de Janeiro-Brazil)

♑ Capricorn MC: will be remembered for their accomplishments/legacy, conquering of odds, and/or persistence. (ex. Martin Luther King Jr., George Washington, Rihanna, Isadora Duncan, Benjamin Franklin, James Dean, Nikola Tesla, John D. Rockefeller, Serena Williams, Joan Baez, Snoop Dogg, Alexander the Great, Barbara Streisand, Ron Howard, Stevie Nicks, Bette Midler, Joan Rivers, Immanuel Kant, Queen Latifah, Johann Sebastian Bach, Walt Whitman, Che Guevara, Liza Minnelli, Amelia Earhart, Mariah Carey, John Lennon, George Lucas, Donatella Versace, Louis Armstrong, Pakistan)

♒ Aquarius MC: will be remembered for their rebellious nature, involvement in a social organization/group, and/or unpredictability. (ex. Miley Cyrus, Tim Burton, Voltaire, Mick Jagger, Carl Sagan, Rita Hayworth, Neil Armstrong, Amy Winehouse, Pamela Anderson, Carlos Santana, Edward Snowden, Leo Tolstoy, Mae West, Orson Welles, Charlie Sheen, Eva Peron, Miles Davis, Bruce Springsteen, Johann Kepler, Suddam Hussein, Ruby Rose, Gerard Way, Helen Mirren, Howard Stern, Arthur Conan Doyle, Mary Shelley, George R. R. Martin, Kristen Stewart, Jean Piaget, Ronda Rousey, Willow Smith, Florida, India)

♓ Pisces MC: will be remembered for their delusional optimism, supernatural success, and/or they are often idolized. (ex. Vincent Van Gogh, Albert Einstein, Irene Cara, Cher, Salvador Dalí, William Shakespeare, Edie Sedgwick, Fidel Castro, Lady Gaga, Dalai Lama XIV, Steven Spielberg, George Michael, Marie Antoinette, RuPaul, Judy Garland, Michael Phelps, Sally Ride, John Cena, William Faulkner, Victoria Beckham, Lee Harvey Oswald, Douglas Adams, Jean Renoir, Buzz Aldrin, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Farrah Fawcett, Osama bin Laden, Sam Cooke, Michael Jordan, Switzerland, North Korea)

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thegracelessfaceless · 3 years

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в𝒶乃𝓎, чᵒ𝓤'𝔯𝕖 ⓐ 𝕙𝓐ùᶰ丅εᗪ 卄𝐨𝓊Ｓέ

Happy Salloween, everyone. I'm gonna share last Halloween with you guys, my Halloween with Sally 💖. I know it was yesterday, but Tumblr pulled a mean trick and eat the whole post as a treat. I hope you guys like it.

Tw: marijuana use, discriptions of gore, ghosts, su1c1d3 mentions, deaths, real ghost stories

"I'll be the only one who likes the things you do

I'll be the ghost inside your head when we are through

Sometimes you scare me, but I come around to you

I'll say hello

And I'll find a way to scare you too"

Baby, You're a Haunted House (Gerard Way)

The sun was coming up as we left the 24 hour diner we'd stopped at before making the final part of our trip. Twenty more miles until Alton, Illinois. We were exhausted and ready for bed, worn out from the long drive.

2020 was hard on everyone, and Sally and I were not exempt. We were starting to go a little stir crazy. The lockdown schedule of home, work, home, work, grocery store, home was getting to us, especially adventurous Sally. So he'd pulled a lot of strings where we both worked and got us a three day Halloween weekend.

For that weekend, Sally had planned a "romantic weekend getaway in America's Most Haunted City, Alton, Illinois", his words exactly. So we'd packed a few days worth of clothes, some of Sally's ghost hunting gear, and a few other things and hit the road after taking Punky and Olivia to stay with our friend, Crow, Thursday night after work.

I'd been on several ghost hunts with Sally, all local places in the state, or places reportedly haunted but with no proof, abandoned houses, hospitals, and factories. He always, without fail, managed to scare me, and I'm not one to scare easily, always looking for hard evidence. Proof was easy for Sally to supply when it came to the paranormal. He'd brought his collection of ghost hunting gear from his reality and added to it, buying new tech online and working on things with Todd over the phone. In fact, they'd just finished something just Wednesday night.

Sally got in the driver's seat, I was feeling pretty groggy, having taken on the brunt of the driving, switching with Sally for only one hour while I napped. The pancakes, bacon, and eggs with hot chocolate Sally had ordered for us had not helped wake me up. A food coma was coming for both of us when we got to the hotel, especially since we were going to smoke once we got closer. Sally already had the joint sticking out from behind his ear under his backwards cap.

Sally had spent a large amount of money booking an all access weekend stay at Mysterious Mineral Springs Hotel. It was easily one of the most haunted locations in Alton, home to numerous mysterious deaths and suicides, both adults and children. We were both intrigued, but Sally was practically bursting at the seams, despite his tiredness. I'd made him promise that we would sleep until at least two before we got started exploring, both of us needing the rest.

Sally's hand found my thigh, giving it a squeeze before returning to the wheel. He was a very careful driver, my Sally, anxiety high because the fact that he had one eye meant he couldn't perceive depth very well. I put my hand on his thigh instead, blinking sleepily ahead through the front windshield.

"Are you excited?" Sally asked, trying to keep both of us awake. Music wouldn't do it anymore. Sally had filled our lives with music, something always playing from indie rock in the morning to lofi while we slept, and all the metal and 90's rock you could take in between. Even now, a metal remake of Radar Love was finishing up on one of Sal's infinite Spotify playlists.

"You know I am, Salamander" I yawned, "Just gotta catch some sleep first, and then we can see" I yawned again, wider this time, "all the ghost Alton can throw at us."

Sally laughed, quickly handing me the joint and lighter as he took the exit ramp for Alton, "Fair enough, peaches. We'll check in and get some rest."

He followed the GPS as we smoked with the windows down and it saw us to the grand, old hotel in a few minutes. We finished smoking after parking around the side, facing the hotels limestone wall, embedded into a hill. We walked around to the entrance, looking up at the indeed mysterious hotel. As before mentioned, the multiple story hotel was built into a hill, its limestone walls off white with age. Recent restoration however had made it so the front of the hotel was faced in red brick with white wooden balconies. Technically the hotel was now a tourist location, museum, and mall. But for a certain price, you could spend the weekend there, with access to almost every area, the abandoned parts cordoned off. It was gorgeous, but I was exhausted, Sally took, and we promised to appreciate the hotels beauty later, after some sleep. We walked straight to the check in counter and Sally got our key. Then we headed up to the third floor to our room: The Jasmine Room.

Upon seeing the bed, we both abandoned our bags on the marble floor, and after making sure the door was locked, with an old fashioned key, we crawled under the blankets, still fully clothed and slept.

When I woke up, Sally was coming in the door, carrying a bag. I sat up and stretched, smiling at Sally as he sat the bag on the dresser across from the bed and started unpacking it. I got out of bed and passed across the decorative rug to join him and see what he'd brought as he took off his prosthetic.

"They have a complimentary snack room! So I brought some munchies up" Sally said, pulling out chips, cookies, candy, crackers, jerky, fruit, cupcakes, basically any prepackaged snack you can think of. "And I got you a chocolate milk now, and some water, juice and soda for later." He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss, "Good afternoon" and then he set about dividing the drinks between the mini fridge and his gear bag after handing me the milk.

Now that I was rested, I could appreciate the beautiful, old fashioned hotel room. It only had minimal modern technology, a phone, mini fridge, no television. Light blue Oriental rugs that matched the paint on the walls covered white marble floors. Light wood dressers with a white painted wrought iron full size bed. Decorative glass lamps that filled the room with soft yellow light, the window covered by blue damask drapes. I noticed a placard on the wall next to the door and I walked over to it. Sally joined me as I read it aloud:

"'The Jasmine Room's most notable guest, The Jasmine Lady, stayed here in the 1920's. She came to The Mineral Springs Hotel to meet her lover and the affair was discovered by her husband. She was either pushed, or fell down the stairs outside this room where she tumbled to her death at the bottom. People claim to smell her jasmine perfume in the halls, earning her name.' Spooky." I looked at Sally, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Sally grinned and pulled his GearBoy out of his hoodie pocket, "I've already been poking around. There's a man named Clarence Blair in one of the pools. Poor guy drowned at swimming lessons."

"Let me shower and get dressed first!" I said excitedly, going to my bag and pulling out some clothes and our toiletry bag, glad I'd packed all black everything so I didn't have to worry about matching. "I feel and smell like car trip."

I showered and dressed in record time and joined Sally in the room proper. He'd already put his prosthetic back on and was waiting. He pushed the button on the GearBoy.

At first, nothing happened, and Sally sighed in disappointment.

"It's okay" I said encouragingly, "we'll try again later. Or she could be on the stairs."

The scent of jasmine flooded the room, coating our tongues and throats, I almost gagged from it. The lights flickered a few times and a scream sounded. A pillar of bones rose from the floor, rearranging into a skeleton in fast forward. I watched as internal organs filled the ribcage and pelvis, quickly followed by a layer of bloody tissue that welled up from the floor like the bones. Black veins covered the gore, followed by pale skin, the body slightly transparent. A green flapper style dress complete with beads and sequins covered the body and long black wavy hair sprouted from the head. Large, cloudy blue eyes opened to look at us from a head that was caved in on one side.

"My heavens! What an eerie Halloween mask" The Jasmine Lady, because there was no doubt who this was due to the jasmine scent still coating my tongue, said with wide eyes.

"It's a prosethtic" I said to her.

The Jasmine Lady had the grace to look embarrassed, "Oh, dear, I'm so sorry, sir."

"It's okay" Sally chuckled, "It is Halloween. And really, I get that all the time. Don't worry about it." He put his arm around me, "I'm Sally, and this is Grace."

The Jasmine Lady extended her hand to shake ours and her hand passed through mine first, leaving it feeling wet and cold. I fought not to recoil as she pulled her hand back, "I'm terribly sorry. You have to understand that this is... Very odd for me. Normally the living can't see us like this. My name is Adrianne. Adrianne Ditmore."

"Nice to meet you, Adrianne. I love your dress, it's beautiful."

Adrianne smiled and smoothed down her emerald green dress, eternally beautiful for a lover she'd never get to hold again, "Thank you. It was Thomas' favorite color." Her smile fell a little making her look forlorn.

"What happened, Adrianne?"

Adrianne frowned, "Charles found out I was meeting Thomas here. He... He stormed in here. He was crazy, increased! We quarreled and ended up at the head of the stairs. I stepped off backwards and almost fell down them, but Charles caught me by the wrist." The ghost looked absolutely sorrowful now, "But he just told me goodbye and then let me go. He even gave me a little push when I started to get my balance back." Adrianne sniffled. "Bastard."

I picked up Ash's old Polaroid camera from Sal's gear bag, "I'm so sorry Adrianne. I wish we could make it right."

"It's alright, doll" Adrianne said, "He's surely dead now too. There's nothing more to do." She gestured at the camera, "Would you like to take my picture? I'll stand still for this one, since we're aquainted."

"If you don't mind" I said, "I understand it's not exactly comfortable for you guys."

Adrianne smiled like she thought I was being silly, "I'm pretty used to it now. I'm kind of a celebrity around here."

"True... Thank you, Adrianne."

"It's been nice talking to you. Maybe you could make some time for us later this weekend?"

"I'm sure I can find the time" Adrianne said as she straightened her posture and posed so her head wound showed in all its gory glory. She smiled a secret smile as if she knew all the answers to the universe. And maybe she did. I snapped the picture and Adrianne dissipated, the process of her manifestation reversing as she sank into the floor. I laid the picture on the desk to develop.

Our day continued like that, Sally and I exploring the hotel and using the GearBoy in trigger spots. Sally took me to the pool and introduced me to Clarence Blair. He had dove into seven feet of water and hit his head on the bottom and drowned. We found a little girl named Cassie Mason in the second pool area. She had been running poolside and slipped. The second pool was bragged to be the biggest in the state in 1914. Another little girl, Thomasina, was in the lobby and she asked us to play a game called "Pop the Potato with the Pebble" which involved her declaring items on tables and desks in the lobby as "the potato" and then we would try knocking it over with marbles from a decorative water plant nearby. I put some of the marbles in my pocket, thinking I might be able to use them later.

Of course, we visited the shops and attractions one the ground and first floors, as well as the Torture Museum on the second floor, always romantic. We took a leisurely stroll through it, marveling at the barbarianism and cruelty of the human race. We'd heard a man shot himself in the bar during the Great Depression, but couldn't get him to manifest.

Because we lost track of time, we ordered a pizza and Sally ran downstairs to pick it up when it was delivered. We ate and then set back out into the hotel, anxious to see what we would find at night. Before I knew it, Sally found the abandoned area, the only place we weren't supposed to go, as the wing was in extreme disrepair.

My heart jumped in my chest, this could be my chance to get Sally back for all those jumpscares. I followed him as he passed under the thick velvet ropes that cordoned off the area. The hall was, indeed in disrepair, wallpaper falling and hanging in strips, the musty scent of mold in the air, and there was no power. We only had the glow of the GearBoy and the faint moonlight filtering in from windows in random rooms that had no door or were just open. We found a spirit in a room wearing a brown tattered dress who only whispered the name "Molly" before she melted into the ground, seeming afraid, which worried Sally.

We continued on to another room with Sally concentrating on the GearBoy's screen. I took his distraction as a chance to slip away and out of the room silently, on his blind side. I found a deep alcove diagonally from the doorway and backed into it, letting the shadows cover me.

"Hm" Sally said from inside the room, "Nothing in here. Do you want to keep going, Grace?"

When I didn't answer, I heard Sally turn around, "Grace?"

I quietly pulled a marble from my pocket and threw it into the room next to the one Sal was in.

"Grace, did you go into the next room?" I listened as Sally came out and went after the sound. I smiled as I tiptoed behind him, following his path exactly, glad the black clothes helped me become one with the shadows.

After I got into the room, I threw another marble into the left back corner and Sally followed it. I took the opportunity to get behind him, using his blind side so I wouldn't be seen. I tossed another marble towards the doorway.

"Grace? Seriously, I'm starting to worry." Sally said, anxiety betraying his words. He was scared, about to panic.

I snuck up behind him and grabbed his shoulders and Sally let out a loud, long yell as he spun around. In the green glow of the GearBoy I saw Sally looking down at me with a shaken expression. A moment passed and he started laughing, wiping away tears that were forming in his eyes. "Okay, you got me. Guess that's what I get for all those times I scared you, huh?"

I leaned up and kissed him, "Exactly, so just remember, you might be able to scare me, but I'll always get my revenge."

#sally face #sally fisher #sal fisher #sally face self ship #sal fisher self ship #sal fisher x grace #tw marijuana use #tw gore #tw ghosts #tw sui mention #tw real ghost stories

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nursegracecreates · 3 years

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Tw: spoilers for the Portable Moose game, Sally Face, self ship 100% self indulgent

Ever wonder how Sal and I met? Now you know 💖

It was a bitterly cold December afternoon, one of those days in the middle of the month where the days seem to blur together. I'd been feeling restless and decided to go to the park, despite the cold, just to get some fresh air and feel what little sun there was on my face. So I layered up, temperatures were at a record low, around 10° F and dropping (it was -4° by January), and drove to the city park, gravitating towards the swings.

I sat and swung lightly, not really gaining any air, just dragging my feet across the pebbles under the swing set. I stared across the street to the railroad tracks, letting my mind empty. After some time, someone sat on the swing next to me and quietly did the same as me until I looked at them.

He was not dressed for the cold, only wearing tight black ripped jeans, a black hoodie, and a black beanie pulled down over long blue hair the color of shocked cornflowers. He wore a thick white and pink mask with two leather straps holding it to his head, and I could see the glint of a dark blue eye through the eye hole on the left side. His large hands held on to the swing chains with thick but long fingers, covered in fingerless gloves.

"Hi" he said in a pleasantly deep voice, sounding relaxed and at ease, and I stammered, embarrassed he'd caught me staring.

"I- I'm so sorry. I was staring" I said, trying to look anywhere but at the stranger sitting next to me and he laughed, a deep rumble that struck me as familiar, "It's just... Do I know you? I feel like I do."

The man let out a chuff of laughter, "Something like that. I'm Sal. Sally Fisher." He offered me his hand and I shook it. But when his fingers touched my bare skin, I felt a sort of rippling sensation, followed by heat where our skin touched. I jumped at the sensation, but Sally held fast to my hand, his eyes watching me closely. I noticed one of the blue irises and pupils was off center and looked duller, and I realized it was an ocular prosthetic. So the mask must also be some type of facial prosthetic. But... From what I remembered in medical school, facial prosthetics have come a long way. This one looked like it was made in the late 80's or early 90's. Strange.

"Nice to meet you, Sally Fisher. Is that a little bit of a Jersey accent I hear? You're far from home."

Sal's mask rose a little and I saw the sides of his eyes crinkle in a smile, "You can say that again, Gracie Face."

I stopped my slow swing, posture stiffening as my stomach flipped. I hadn't told Sally my name. "I never got around to telling you my name, Sally." I started to get up from the swing. "How do you know it?"

"Wait, wait, please just sit back down!" Sally sighed, "This is gonna make me sound nuts, but just hear me out, Grace." I watched him warily, but he just sat in his swing, his palms open and turned up on his knees. The look he was giving me was pleading, what I could see of his brow furrowing, so I sat back down.

"Okay, but it better get good fast. I'm jumpy now." I said, a little uneasy, but too curious to walk away. Why did Sally know my name? And why did he feel so familiar?

"I'm just gonna start from the beginning then. When I was seven, I was out with my mom and saw a dog. I wanted to pet it, and ran to the bushes where I saw it. It took me a long time to realize, but that was no dog. It was a man in a dog mask, and we'll get back to that later. He pulled out a shot gun and pointed it at me. Mom stepped in between us just as he fired. But the shot ripped through her and into my face, along with some bone fragments from Mom." Sadness laced Sally's voice, "That's why I wear this" Sal said, giving his mask a flick, "It's a prosthetic" and I swore I'd heard those words before. "The doctors did what they could, but... It isn't pretty under here. Anyway, I moved to Nockfell, Pennsylvania from Hoboken when I was fifteen." Sally's prosthetic rose, he must have been smiling again, "I made the best friends I've ever had there: Larry, Todd, Chug, Maple, Ash... Even Travis. And the people who lived in the apartments at Addison's were like my family. Hell, Larry and his mom became family. Lisa married my dad. But, weird shit happened there. The whole town was weird. And me and Larry and Todd got to the bottom of it eventually."

Sal took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "Kids started going missing. Adults too. One day, it was bologna day at school. I was 16. The bologna there was just... Disgusting. None of us liked it, except for Travis... And Chug, but he ate everything. I still won't touch the stuff. Larry always thought it was made of goats... Or shit. He switched between the two. So we went through this process of getting extra bologna from the lunch lady so Todd could test it. We found out that our math teacher, Mrs. Packerton told the lunch lady she made it herself on her farm. But Packerton lived at Addison's next door to Todd's, not a farm." Sal brought a hand up and rubbed the back of his neck, "Me and Larry, we, ah, broke in to Packerton's place. I brought my Gear Boy because Todd modified it so it detected the presence of ghosts, our apartments were full of em, and gave them an energy surge so they could manifest. We found a goats head in the freezer and, crazy as it sounds, it helped me unlock one of the bedrooms, well its ghost anyway. The whole place stunk, like old ass and pee, it was pretty gross. We found Mr. Packerton in that bedroom, strapped to a bed on life support. My Gear Boy went off and I spoke to his ghost. He knew nothing except that his wife had done that to him, and he asked me to pull the plug."

"Did you?" I asked and Sal nodded. "You did what he wanted" I reassured him.

"Yeah. I couldn't just leave him like that. Anyway, Ash came then and made us think we were gonna die. She came in and found us hiding behind a dresser. Larry even tried to be a shield" Sally laughed, "We unlocked the next room and found the missing people. Or at least their flesh. There was a meat grinder and a deep freezer full of just flesh, no bones, peoples faces and skin" Sally shivered, "Then Ash fell down a chute and we had to go get her. We found a temple under the apartments, for a cult called The Devourers of God, DOG. Todd stayed behind while Larry and I found Ash. The chute went down there, and Ash landed on a pile of bones. That's where they went. Over the years, we uncovered more, and found out that a lot of people in town were part of it. We banished a demon, I graduated early, moved in with Todd and Neil. And I met Grace at college. We had psych 101 together and got paired up. It was love at first sight for both of us. We were just starting to talk about moving in together when everything went wrong. The ghosts at Addison's were gone and Larry came to get me. Things were... Off that day." Sally's voice cracked with emotion, "Larry killed himself, texted me and told me I'd be too late. And I found him. I ended up facing down the demon the cult had summoned, thats why everything felt wrong. And after I defeated it, I was told that the residents of the apartments, my friends, my family, were beyond saving. The darkness that was called devoured their souls. I had to kill them. All of them, even Lisa and Dad. And Soda." A sob came from behind Sal's prosthetic and I took his hand, wanting to comfort this strange man in his loss, his trauma. He held my hand tightly and I saw him blink away tears as he continued, "Of course, I got put in prison. And while I was there, Todd and Maple slowly went insane. They were corrupted too, taken over by the darkness because I didn't think they would be effected. Maple didn't grow up in Addison's, only moving in when she married Chug. And I thought Todd would be safe since we moved out. I understood Larry took himself out because he knew I wouldn't be able to kill him. Grace and Ash tried to help me. They tried everything they could think of, especially after Ash tried to help when she testified in court. She only did what she thought was right. I can't blame her."

Sal took both of my hands, our swings now pulled so we were side by side. "They gave me the chair. And I bravely went to it three years later, certain that I'd done right, and hoping for a miracle, but not expecting one. I was 28. Grace overdosed on sleeping pills minutes after they pulled the switch, she left a note saying she didn't want to live if I wasn't alive." I could see tears in Sal's eyes. He was openly crying now and I didn't blame him. How much heartbreak can one soul take? "Ash tried to stop my execution, a last ditch effort. But the executioner was stupid or something and she got to watch me fry instead. Except... After three two second intervals of electricity, I lived."

"What?!" I exclaimed, "No way... The chances of that are astronomical!"

"But here I am" he said, squeezing my hands. Strangely, I didn't feel uncomfortable with Sally's closeness. In fact, I felt better than I had in months, seasonal depression lifting in his presence. "True, it broke my right hand and arm. And my left femur. And I had torn muscles and burns everywhere. But the state didn't really know what to do with me, and while I stayed in the hospital, they had another trial. The judge said that technically, I had served my sentence and he let me go, a free man, promising to word sentences different from then on." Sal looked down as he played with my fingers and I let him, his touch feeling right, "I had to stay in the hospital for a month and I got bored. I started meditating and one night, something new happened. And this is where it gets crazy... Well crazier." The look of his eyes was self depreciating, but he continued, "I shifted... Realities, dimensions, just like Larry's dad talked about. After wandering around, I found that I'd been transported to a cartoon Nockfell, and saw a rubber hose Sal and Grace. And when I got back to my reality, I swore that I'd find a reality with a Grace and no Sal. It took me two years to get here. Where's yours?"

I grimaced and replied, "I never met him."

Sal rubbed his thumb over my knuckles and I felt comforted. He leaned close, close enough that I'd have felt his breath if it wasn't for his prosthetic. "Do you know what kismet is, Grace? Do you believe in it?"

I thought about it, remembering a quote from the 1968 version of The Producers, "This is fate! This is destiny! This is kismet!"

On one hand, yes, I did believe in fate. But on the other hand, how would you react in this situation?! Complete. Madness.

I nodded, "I do... But Sally, surely you have to know how this sounds."

I thought about it, "Hmmmm... Do you have a phone? Like a cell phone? Do they exist where you come from?"

"I know!" Sally exclaimed excitedly and I listened as his Jersey accent became more Jersey Shore than the south Jersey accent Sal had (click here for an example, but make it Corey Taylor talking with this accent). He popped up from his swing, pulling me with him. Sally stood only a few inches taller than my 5'4", maybe 5'8". "Look is there a way, I can prove it to you?"

"Of course" Sally laughed. He dug in his pocket and produced an ancient flip phone, the kind that are practically indestructible. He opened it, thumbs poised to type and he looked up at me as I looked at him in shock, "What?"

"What the hell is that relic?" I asked, gesturing to his phone.

"Relic?"

"What year is it? For you."

"2006, why?"

I pulled my phone out and handed it to him so he could see the date, "It's 2019, Sally. These are phones now."

Sal spent a few minutes inspecting my phone, "How does it work?"

"It's a touchscreen. And they're called smartphones, like mini computers, basically." I watched as Sally's eyes lit up with interest as he guessed my passcode.

"You and Grace have the same birthday" Sal explained as he opened the camera, "Awesome... Camera sure is better. Let's take a picture."

Sal positioned himself to look over my shoulder, hugging me from behind as I snapped a selfie. Then I saved it, "Do you want one?" I asked.

Sal nodded, still looking at my phone screen as I held it. "Come on then, let's go."

We walked the couple of blocks to the dollar store, enjoying a brief outbreak of sunshine. I bought him a burner phone and we took it to a diner to set it up and talk where it was warm. Apparently, Sal was right about me being just like his Grace. He ordered a cheeseburger and fries for both of us, mine just the way I liked it, and a cherry vanilla cola with real cherries before I could even open my mouth, answering smoothly when the waitress took our order. He wouldn't let me pay for it either, insisting as he pulled out his wallet, paying with old bills.

"So when you get back... Home, you'll call to see if your new phone works. I saved my number in it, and mine has yours." I explained to Sally after teaching him the basics of smartphone use. "Then you use the camera to take pictures and videos of your proof and send them to my number." I showed him how to send media by sending him the selfie we took. "Then when you come back, we talk."

Sal looked at me in a considering way, "Okay. Do you want to head back to the park? It's getting dark." We'd spent hours at the diner, talking about all matter of things, almost like a date. It was the strangest first date I've ever been on.

I nodded and we stood, leaving a tip on the table as we left. We returned to the park and Sally walked me to my car.

"You'll be careful driving home?"

"Of course" I replied, giving him a quick hug, "It's not very far away at all."

I moved to pull away, but Sally held on, "Just a few more minutes, please. I've missed you so much." I nodded, weirdly knowing what he meant, and let him hold me, trying to comfort him. After a few minutes, Sally reluctantly let me go and I smiled for him, making him laugh tearfully, his eyes wet.

I turned to open the car door, and Sally pulled me back. He hesitantly leaned in and pressed his prosthetic's lips to mine. We stayed like that for a few moments and then let me go, laughing dryly, "I don't want to let you go. It took two whole years to find you."

"I know, but I need proof, Sally-"

Sally opened my door, "I know. It's how you've always been. You should have seen the first few ghost hunts. I'll get your proof, and then I'll be back."

"You'll call when you're home?"

"If it works. If not, I'll take videos and pictures anyway, and I'll meet you here at four in three days." He closed the door gently and patted the roof before walking away into the twilight. He disappeared when I blinked, and then my phone rang.

I scrambled to answer it, seeing the selfie I'd taken with Sally on the screen, his prosthetic covered face looming over my shoulder as he hugged me from behind. I answered and heard Sally, his deep voice tinny and distant, the connection bad, but there.

"Hello? Grace?" Sal almost yelled, "Gracie, can you hear me?" He sounded louder, not slightly muffled by his prosthetic. He must have taken it off, "Grace?"

"I'm here, Sally, I can hear you" I said, starting the car for the heat.

"Are you sure? You sound so far away."

I laughed, "According to you, I am far away. Thirteen years to be exact. The connection's just bad. Don't move. I'm assuming you made it home?"

"Yeah, and the paper just got here. It's morning. Hold on, I'm gonna take a picture."

I waited while Sally took a picture and sent it. His hand was resting on the newspaper, pointing at the date. I'd know them anywhere, already. "Monday, December 18, 2006" with the headline, "Beloved Cartoonist, Joseph Barbara, Dead at 95."

"Did you get it?" Sally asked, coming back on the line.

"Yeah" I said, putting the phone on speaker as I parked in front of my house. I pulled up a browser page and fact checked. Joseph Barbara did die on December 18, 2006. "Is the news on, Sally?"

I heard Sal walking, static coming through the speaker, and then it cleared. I heard voices, a morning news show. I got out if the car, and headed to the door "Yeah, it's just wrapping up."

I heard the shutter sound from Sal's phone as it took a picture, and listened to a female newscaster talk, barely making out something about Rob Lowe (sorry guys, there was literally no news that day). His text came in and I opened it, seeing he'd taken a picture of the screen. "Rob Lowe promotes new book 'A Perfect Day" and the date, Dec 18 2006, 09:24 am. Sally had even had the forethought to hold the newspaper up next to the screen.

"Holy shit" I said, not believing my eyes.

"Sal? Who are you talking to?" a female voice asked.

"Grace" Sally said softly, "I'll tell you about it later. But Ash? Can you tell Grace what the date is? And then go get Todd."

"Sal, what are you talking about?"

"The date, Ash" Sally said impatiently, "with the year."

"It's December 18th, Sal, of 2006. What-"

"Thanks, Ash! Now, go get Todd?" Sal's voice got louder, "Grace? You still there?"

"I'm here" I said, amused by all of the drama going on on Sal's end.

"Did you hear Ash?"

"Yeah" I said softly as I let myself in, "Okay so maybe proof is starting to stack up. Sally" I paused, "This kind of shit only happens in movies and video games. How do I know it's real?"

Sally was quiet for a moment, "You just have to trust me."

"Trust you? We just met today!"

"I know! But it doesn't feel like it does it?" Sally asked, emotion bringing out his accent again, "I know you felt it when I shook your hand. You jumped. You felt like, a ripple, didn't you?"

"Yeah" I breathed, remembering, "and then where we were touching got warm."

"It's kismet" Sal said simply, "You can't explain it, it just is. Unless something goes wrong, every reality has an us. Always." He sighed heavily, "I lost my Grace. Kind of. You're her, definitely. You're just... From somewhere else. Please, Grace, you just have to trust me."

"I want to!" I said, "But this... This is a lot!" I laughed, "I need some time to process it."

"Of course" Sally said in an understanding tone, "It's easy to forget that you're not in the loop. Why didn't I think of that?!" Now he sounded slightly ashamed, "You need time to think, you're right. Our situation, it is pretty complex."

"Sal? Ash said something big is happening?" a calm, monotone male voice said.

"Yeah, Todd, hang on. Gracie? I need to go."

"It's okay, Sally" I said, "We can still text."

"I'm so glad texting is still a thing. That sounds great. And Gracie? Take your time. I'll be here, no worries. I can wait a little longer."

"Thanks, Sally" I said, "Text me when you can, okay?"

"Okay" Sally hesitated and then said, "One letter, four letters, three letters."

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Just something we used to say. I'll tell you later. Talk to you soon." And then he hung up.

I sat down on the couch and stared at my phone for a minute, trying to wrap my head around the day. I let my phone fall from my hand as I let out a long breath.

My phone vibrated, receiving a text and I picked it up to open it.

":) 💙"

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