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So um, I haven’t posted on here in, a very long time. I’m going to kinda, purge this account? I’m going to keep some stuff (like my art n stuff) but a lot of it is going. A lot of the things on this account I’m not proud of anymore, and I’m not active here either

If you’re curious about where I’m actually active more often I’d suggest going to my Instagram, YouTube or Tiktok, all Fuzyclaw123

So basically, me and my brother were watching Jojo, and the scene Where Suzi Q was visiting Holly came up and she said “there’s only one thing we can do” and on impulse I said *whips out a glock*

Suzi Q: I’m afraid there’s only one thing we can do

*cocks gun*

#jojos bizarre adventure #jojo #jojo holly kujo #holly kujo #jotaro kujo #part 3 jojo #suzi q joestar

[ACTUAL COMIC] ok, uhh, I found this concept really cute, and I wanted to make something like it

#jojo #jonathan x speedwagon #erina joestar #jonathan joestar #jojos bizarre adventure

[ACTUAL COMIC] ok, uhh, I found this concept really cute, and I wanted to make something like it

#jojo #jojos bizarre adventure #phantom blood #speedwagon #jonathan joestar #erina joestar #jonathan x speedwagon

Neil after the incident

#sal fisher #sallyface #salfisher #toddmorrison #neilsallyface #gizmo the cat #gizmo sallyface

socialworker-rebecca

If it’s too hard to think positive, think neutral.

I’m no better or worse than anyone else.

I deserve the same things in life as anyone else.

I’m a human being.

Right now, I am feeling ________(fill in the blank).

I don’t know how I’ll feel in 5 minutes, or tomorrow.

I can’t predict the future.

Life is full of painful, pleasurable, and boring moments.

The world is full of good, evil, and gray areas.

steadfast-deactivated20191017

Now this! This I can get behind!

“What happened to your face?”

I spent a hot minute on this, I’m gonna guesstimate about 6-7 hours? But my boi sal without his mask

#sal fisher #sally face

@the-anonymous-space-cat this is a cursed fricken image

#this unholy act of god #sally face #travis phelps #travis #thats the addison tea #sal fisher #cursed #cursed image

Ahh fuk, I love them

#salvis #sal fisher #travis phelps #travis #sally face

Not a continuation of the other Salvis I swear

Travis POV

My heart pounds, it has been about 7 weeks since Sally caught me crying in the bathroom. I’m sure he was just pitying me when offering a place in his group, not like any of his friends like me. Although they allow me to sit with them, I’m scared that they will eventually remember who I am. I know Sally read my letter, it scares me to think he saw the vulnerability written there. It makes me hate me.

I walk to my locker, my eye hurts. I look at the crumpled pieces of paper scattered in my locker, all notes I was planning on giving to Sal, but at the time I couldn’t even think about giving one to him. I stare at the new note I was planning on giving him, it wasn’t much, I had pretty much used bits and pieces of my old letter to make this one.

I jump at the sound of my name, “hey Travis.” I shove the note quickly in my locker, and close it to see Sally standing about 7 inches from me. “What’ do you want,” I say aggressively, I notice his eyes crinkle angrily under his mask. I felt mild guilt, I shouldn’t be a dick, he was trying to help me. “Sorry, That was mean. Um, hey Sal” I said, albeit hesitant.

His eyes soften, I really like his eyes. “It’s ok, um, how are you?” He asks, I give a halfhearted smile turning back to my locker, “I’ve been better, I guess, I’m a bit, nervous.” I say glancing at him, I could hear a small chuckle come from him. “What” I ask in confusion, his eyes crinkle again happily this time. “The idea of you nervous, I mean I’ve seen you nervous once, and that was when you approached me to start hanging out.”

“Yeah.” I reply. “It’s about something different this time” he walks up to me and puts his hand on my shoulder. “You wanna talk about it?” I look at him, this was my chance, but I didn’t want to do it in the middle of the hallway. “Yes, but not here, and not right now.” He nods, “alright, after school then, maybe we could hang out after.” I nod giving a smile.

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I stand outside school nervously, the note sitting almost heavily in my pocket. I start to think about how stupid this is, I cross my arms in anger, he doesn’t need my anger. Before I got the chance to act on these fears Sal shows up. His hair bounces lightly as he walks over to me, I couldn’t stop the blush from creeping onto my face.

“Hey Travis, I’m here.” He says happily, his voice is smooth and deep, but not to deep. “So what did you want to talk about?” I shift my feet nervously, before looking into his eyes. They shone a bright blue, one slightly duller than the other. I take a shuddering breath, “um, I... just here” I take the note out and shoved it towards him. He looks at the folded piece of paper in my hand and reaches up and takes it carefully.

He unfolds it slowly, as if he were afraid he was going to tear it. It took him a while to read it, even when it wasn’t that long, and after a moment his shoulders slump. I knew it, I fucked up one of my first real friendships cause I caught feelings. He looks back at me, his eyes under his mask sparkling sadly. “Do you mean it?” He asks lightly, I nod, my heart racing a mile a second. He looks down at the paper again, then once more at me.

“Travis, you’ve only seen this mask, not me, I’m glad we did this here and not in the hallway.” I give him a confused look, “why would that matter? I like you for you, you’re face shouldn’t be an issue.” I reply slowly, he just shakes his head, “you don’t understand how it is, everyone who hasn’t known me has reeled away from me because of how I look, and sometimes even my friends have. They just see the scars and run, I’ve even made someone scream before.”

I notice his eyes tearing up, it’s hard to notice underneath the mask, he took in a sigh, before, making direct eye contact. “You know what Travis?” I cringe, but ask “what?” He walks just the tiniest bit closer “I’ll give you a chance, on one condition.” My heart leaps to my throat, “what would that be?” I ask curiously, I could see his eyes shift underneath his mask. “You need to see my face, and I will give you a chance based on the reaction. If it truly doesn’t matter, you won’t change your mind.”

I nod in understanding, it’s only fair. I had created his face based on his eyes, it wasn’t anything special, but I know it won’t be anything close to my imagination. He takes one more large sigh before unclipping the bottom clips, then the top. He hesitated before taking it the rest of the way off.

My breath caught in my throat at the sight of it, on the right side of his face, he had a large scar going from the bottom of his chin all the way up to his eye, making it to where he couldn’t close his mouth all the way. he had two smaller scars on the left side of his mouth. He didn’t have a nose, and he had large claw marks going up each side of his face. Something I didn’t know about his eyes is his right one droops because of the scar. Most of his face looks like scar tissue with a small amount of his face his skin color. I wasn’t going to lie, I could see why people would run.

I stayed silent for probably longer than I should have, but he was being patient. I eventually got the knot out of my throat, “I’m not gonna lie, it’s something I’d definitely have to get used to.” He looks down, and for the first time I could see his expressions, he starts to bring his mask up, “you don’t have to put that on yet,” I say quickly, he looks back at me suspiciously, before nodding, and clipping the to top clips to the side of his bag, before gesturing for me to follow.

We walk over to a bench and sit down, he seems jumpier, as if all his confidence leaks away as soon as the mask comes off. After a moment, he starts to laugh, I look at him in confusion, his face contorts differently because of the scars, but he still looks joyful all the same. “What?” I ask, it takes him a moment to calm down, “I just find it hilarious that you’re the one to have a crush on me. I mean I don’t mind it, but it wasn’t necessarily a secret now that I think of it.”

I blush deeply, “how was it not a secret?” He looked down sheepishly, “I read a note on the floor next to the garbage can, and it was in your handwriting. I had a feeling it was one of us cause we were the ones you bullied most.” I chuckle, “I heard someone open the paper.” We sit there for a bit more, before I had to go. “I had fun” I say quietly, he nods, “I’ll let you know tomorrow” I nod, before kissing his forehead. He seemed startled by it, but leaned into it as if he craved the small touch. “See you tomorrow.”

The next day Sal told me he’d give me a chance

#sally face #salvis #sal fisher #travis phelps #travis

Salvis (Travis x Sally) cause I suck

Larry, me, Todd and Ashley were standing by our lockers when Travis approached us. It has been 3 weeks since I found him crying in the bathroom. He had his arms crossed, and his posture gave off a more submissive vibe than usual. He walked up to me, but he stopped about a foot or two from the group, his eyes shifting between us.

“H-hey Sally.” He said uncertainty, he was extremely nervous. I walk a little closer to him, branching from my group so he would feel calmer. “Hey Travis, how are you?” He gave a nervous smile, “I’m, better, I actually came ask if I could, um, hang out with you?” He stood a bit taller in anticipation, I was taken aback. Surprise leaks through my mask.

It took me a moment to respond, but that moment made him shrink back, “sorry this was a stupid fucking idea, I’ll go” he said quietly, he was so quick to back off. He shrinks away while turning, “wait, Travis, don’t run off, I was just surprised, I really meant what I said.” He stopped, turning his head back to me. He gave a shuddering sigh before walking back to me, “s-sorry, I wasn’t implying that you lied.” I tilt my head, so that it gave the impression of me smiling.

“I’m sure you didn’t, I can understand how hard this is.” He scoffs, while nervously glancing towards the rest of the group, they seem confused on why I was talking to Travis, the kid who pretty much tormented me most of my Highschool years. “You can sit with us, I’m sure I can persuade them into letting you.” He starts to stand straighter, and his arms aren’t as tight against his body, “I don’t want to intrude, I’m sure they hate me.”

My shoulders slump a bit, but I walk all the way up to him and sling my arm around his shoulders bringing him down to my height. He yelped in surprise and mild anger, “What are you doing?!” He hissed in my ear, but I ignore him, “hey guys.” Travis looks panicked, but he just trails along with me as his shoulders clamped tightly in my arm.

I see all there expressions at once, they all have confusion and anger. Larry and Ash display more on the anger side of the spectrum. I smile politely and get right up to my group with Travis, “guys I think we all know Travis, he and I had a conversation about three weeks ago” I look down at him, his face was turning a bright red. I continue, “and, I offered him a place within our group if he needed it. So, what do you say? Do you mind if he sits with us at some point?”

They all stood there for a considerable amount of time, I could feel Travis shifting next to me. Ash was the first one to answer, “I guess so, I’d like one less enemy.” She said quietly, I nod and look at Larry, he was the one who’s reaction I was scared about. He eventually sighed, a sour look on his face, “as long as you’re fine with it, I guess I am.” Todd was the last to answer, he was one of the few people who Travis picked on. Mostly me but Todd was another large target.

“Fine, but I’m not going to trust him as easily as you seemed to Sal” Travis looks down, but he looks grateful, “Thank you, I know I’ve done some horrible shit to you guys, but I’m going to do my best to atone for that.” He says quietly. They all are taken aback by his actions, but they already seemed to accept him more. He looks at me, and I look back, my mask blocking the smile on my face, but he smiles weakly in response.

“A-at some point I’d like to talk to just you.” He whispers once the rest of the group are distracted talking to each other. “I don’t know, I just want to talk about something I don’t really feel comfortable sharing with anyone but, I feel like I can trust you.” I smile and nod, “just name a where and when.”

After about a week Travis was starting to get more accepted by everyone at the table, he sat by me mostly, oddly close. But he started talking more after the first few days, but in general he only made offensive remarks under his breath, and then cursed himself for it. It was about two more weeks before we had that conversation.

I sat quietly outside wait for Travis, Larry had gone home earlier. I jumped at the sound of footsteps, I turn to see Travis shifting lightly. I could feel concern growing when I notice a black eye that I hadn’t noticed earlier. But I pat the spot next to me, and he sits down, he put up his front like usual, but I could sense what he was going to say was going to bring those fronts crashing down. “How was your day?” I ask quietly, he chuckles nervously.

“It was better than most I guess.” I nod, “What happened to your eye?” I as curiously, he scoffs, “I guess that’s what I wanted to tell you, I don’t really trust anyone with this so...” he sighs and pauses, I don’t rush him. “You remember the day I, punched you.” I nod, and in my head sarcastically reply, ‘how could I forget’ “well, I did that because you mentioned my dad, I know that’s no where’s near an excuse, but that’s where I keep getting these stupid black eyes, and other bruises.” His gaze shifted down.

“Your dad hits you?” I reply with mild anger, no wonder Travis was so, aggressive all the time. That and the pressure his dad puts him under. He looks at me “y-yeah, I didn’t want to tell anyone cause they would try to get someone involved, and I just don’t think I could handle that. He would kill me.” He pulls his legs up and sits with his knees against his chest. I want to do something, but don’t know what.

After a moment he chuckles dryly, “you probably think I’m pathetic don’t you?” I let out a sigh, “no, I don’t Travis, I find your father pathetic. Picking on a child. I just don’t know how to help you.” He looks at me a smile playing on his lips. “It’s ok Sal, I’m just glad you’re listening.” He looks a little bit more nervous than before, but after a moment, Travis leans over and kisses my cheek, before turning red and saying “I-I’ve got to go, I’ll s-see you tomorrow.” Travis got up and walked away briskly. I was to stunned to think.

I smile, the letter, making more sense. “Oh Travis, stupid falling in love with me” I put my hand on the place he kissed feeling my face heat up.

Yall imma make another comic about them cause I love this ship with my whole ass heart

#sally face #sal fisher #travis #travis phelps #salvis #larry johnson #todd #ashley