Please, Let’s Not Fight...

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I’m also gonna yeet a small warmup of Sal

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a few warmup sketches I did earlier today, these are from a Sally Face AU with Angel

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some assorted Sal doodles and one shaky boi

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better luck next time

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so I’ve got some new followers as I’ve noticed, and uhhh

so

I wanna ask if anyone has any interest in reading a fanfic I’m working on, it’s not a Sal x reader but more of Sal x my OC, Angel. this blog was mostly supposed to be about her lol

just checking, I was just gonna send it to a friend but if anyone else has interest then I’d like to know

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aaaaand assorted Sal doodles

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a sleepy boye

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tiny Sal doodles

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okay so since y’all liked the Sal headcanons

I’ll give you some more lmao

• so. family is EXTREMELY important to him.

• family means the world to him and he will vehemently and aggressively defend anyone he considers family, whether by blood, by adoption, or found family.

• does not like it when people assume Larry is his partner; Larry is a brother to him, during his teen years and his adult years, and he doesn’t like the idea that people think they’re dating. it flatters him because they get along so well, but he doesn’t like it. it makes him immensely uncomfortable.

• that said, he laughs it off and politely says no because he isn’t about to start fights. just like “haha ew no that’s my brother but thanks?”

• too much of a pacifist for that.

• on that note, he feels so guilty for what went down at Addison Apartments. his time in prison is spent feeling horrible about what he did, questioning whether or not what happened really happened, essentially just him being a miserable lump.

• ESPECIALLY about Soda.

• the kid trusted him, and he killed her; he hates that about himself and, of everyone he had to kill, he hates that he had to kill her the most. he hates that the cult would take down an innocent child like that, force him to kill a child.

• some nights he has such horrible nightmares about it that he wakes up screaming and shouting, wailing over the loss of his family and friends until someone tells him to quiet down.

• if he somehow makes it out of prison, he sometimes wishes he hadn’t. even if he questions the necessity of the murders, he will always agree that he’s a killer, and that he doesn’t deserve to be here.

• HUG THIS MAN. PLEASE.

• on a less depressing note, he also considers Gizmo a family member, like a furry little son. sometimes he gets into conversations with Gizmo where Gizmo meows at him, then he meows back for a while until Gizmo turns over, leaves the room (which he rarely does), or Sal gets called away.

• HE FUCKING L O V E S THIS CAT.

• Gizmo was probably a stray cat his dad brought in.

• well.

• more like Gizmo somehow snuck into the house, his dad at him, and then Gizmo just never left, so his dad gave Gizmo to Sal as a recovery gift. not that Sal’s complaining, obviously.

• on a slightly spicier note, he’s all about taking care of other people, whether it means he helps with dishes/laundry or with scratching an itch, he’s happy to do it. he loves seeing his partner happy and if he manages to find one, he will do anything for them. he has his limits and he’ll make them known, but for the most part, he’s happy to help with whatever.

• if his partner has a kid?

• DAD MODE ACTIVATE. HOLY HELL.

• he’s always wanted at least one kid and absolutely adores his partner’s kid. he will let them have their boundaries, he won’t be a helicopter parent, but he won’t hesitate to call the kid adorable or precious.

• they WILL be loved.

• they will also learn how to deal with bullies from the best, and he won’t hesitate to tell them how. if they get called names he’ll suggest that they use the name themselves so it can’t be used as a weapon, or how to be snappy back so they won’t be so affected.

• he WILL fight for this child, no matter how old they are.

• he would like to have a kid of his own but he will be very hesitant about asking. he’s fine if his partner doesn’t want kids, he’d like to, but it’s not a dealbreaker. if they’re happy, then so is he.

• if his partner is shy, he tries his best to help them feel better about themselves, break out of their shell. he has some magical ability to befriend, so he’s absolutely gonna use it to their advantage and get them to not put themselves down so hard.

• he also has this magical ability to get along with all sorts of in-laws, man. it’s just in his nature, even if he doesn’t particularly like them.

• he still has pictures of his parents with him, too, no matter what. he loves one specific picture of him and his dad.

• his dad made himself a replica of Sal’s prosthetic for Halloween to make him feel better about it. they didn’t go trick-or-treating that year, but the thought counted. it still makes him smile even if it’s bittersweet thanks to the cult.

if anyone wants any more headcanons, feel free to send in any asks! I’m still partial to keeping it an OC blog but since people like the headcanons about Sal, I might as well do both lol.

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so I’ve seen people do hcs for Sal but it’s not QUITE what I imagine for him…

so I’m gonna do some lmao

• he’s a sweetheart. obviously. he gets flustered super easily and it’s unlikely he’s ever had a real relationship. he’s likely only had a one-night-stand at most, and…yeah that’s probably it.

• falls hard and fast, but it’s hard for him to act on anything because he’s SO sure it wouldn’t work. he’s SO certain that it wouldn’t work so he doesn’t say shit even if he’s painfully obvious about it. he doesn’t think he’s good enough for anyone to fall for, please give him a hug-

• despite him not liking himself much, he prides himself on having nice hands; he likes painting his nails, partially because fuck your societal standards, but also because he likes that it brings attention to the two things he DOES like about his body.

• he’s not as happy with it but he’s pretty damn thin because of a fast metabolism. if he skips a meal though, he’s gonna have problems.

• he likes that he’s thin enough to fit in small places, even if his bones can show through his skin at times. he sometimes forgets to eat because he’s so focused on something, so he has to have Ash, Todd, or Larry remind him to or else he’s gonna collapse from starvation if he’s not careful.

• bisexual (femme lean), biromantic (femme lean), and polyamorous.

• he prefers monogamy but as long as he’s with his partner, he doesn’t care. as long as he feels loved, and as long as his partner is happy, he couldn’t care less if they have another significant other. the smile on their face is enough to make him happy, and it always reassures him that things are okay even if he feels jealous from time to time.

• he has a huge heart, and he knows he isn’t gonna be replaced by anyone with just a bit of reassurance, not if someone chooses to date him in the first place.

• genderfluid as FUCK.

• likes wearing traditionally “girly” clothes. he doesn’t care what anyone sees him as but he likes being called by traditionally “feminine” descriptors; call him pretty, beautiful, etc., and he’s having a fantastic day.

• traditionally feminine clothes tend to give him more of a chance of being referred to as such, even if his voice “doesn’t match”. a single “you’re so pretty!” makes him smile the rest of the day, even if somebody else says otherwise.

• generally just doesn’t give a shit what he wears. he’ll wear jewellery or “girly” shit just because he wants to, regardless of how it’s received.

• doesn’t like shopping in public though. social anxiety be damned, he just doesn’t like it.

• he’ll do it with friends/a partner, but…ehhh. otherwise he doesn’t like doing it alone.

• despite being fairly confident about his hands and whatnot, that’s about it. without anxiety or depression medication, he’s a miserable lump and near-inconsolable. hides away in his blankets and just…kind of spends the day crying it out.

• it’s best to just text and ask if he wants company, and when he says he does, then go in. he knows how to handle himself but if he feels he’s a danger to himself, he’ll text and ask for help, same rule applies with nightmares.

• does NOT like asking for help though.

• gets EXTREMELY panicky if someone sees him without his prosthetic, he HATES letting people see his true face.

• he will cry if you accept him. he can’t believe how anyone would accept him with his “wannabe Freddy Krueger face”, in his words.

• but he’s only crying because he’s so damn happy.

• call his face beautiful and he’s putty in your hands. only a couple people have tolerated his face enough to treat him like a normal person, that being Larry and Ash, but hearing that someone thinks his face is beautiful? with missing cartilage around his nose, the right side of his face missing an eye and missing lips to the point where his teeth are CONSTANTLY visible? dent in his jaw? scars all over? it’s hard to believe for him, but he’s just so happy and flustered.

• “why would they think it’s beautiful?” he’d think to himself, but he’d just bashfully thank the person and put his prosthetic back on.

• bonus points for if you DRAW it.

• he loves the idea of being so beautiful to someone that they draw his true face.

• INSTANT. CRUSH.

• if he wasn’t crushing before then he’s DEFINITELY doing that after finding that out.

• on that note, he’s very love and touch starved. he loves just being held onto, hell, he’ll get flustered if someone just holds his hand. not in a life-or-death situation, per se, but still.

• he also loves helping people style their hair. he does it himself, after all.

• in general, he likes meeting new people despite the anxiety.

• after he’s accustomed to somebody though, once they’re his friend?

• fucking. memelord.

• imagine Shane and Ryan from Buzzfeed unsolved, and he’s a mix of those two. more on the Ryan side but still.

so I hope you enjoy these! the fandom seems to collectively agree on stuff but these are my personal hcs.

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everybody thinks I’m crazy,

and one day, what they say may come true.

though the truth is dark and hazy,

we can fight through the lies

and destroy the red-eyes!

it’s the end.

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“ it’s a prosthetic. ”

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christ it’s been ages since I posted here-

I’ll be doing some more stuff here, just gonna. reblog

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Make Your Muse!

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tagging: anybody!

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[ sick ] Your muse cares for mine while they are unwell. (because uh YES)

Painful Prompts.

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PuT mE oUt oF mY mIsErY … Is what Sal WANTED to say. 

Sal was currently slumped over in bed with a miserable look on his face. His mask hung on his bedpost and his fake eye was in a glass of water on his side table. His hair was in a fluffy mess from his shower the night previously, making him look a little feral.

Sal let out a soft sigh as he opened his eye, half-lidded. Being sick was never cool unless it was during school hours and of course he happened to be sick during a break. This illness wasn’t anything too crazy, it was just a little cold that hit Sal HARD.

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“C-careful, love!” Angel quietly warns, letting out a small laugh and gently pushing the bowl down, just gently enough to keep him from inhaling it. “You don’t n-need to burn yourself t-too. Burns and colds n-never end well,” she says. Her own face is completely uncovered thanks to her bangs being a part of the bun, a small hum let out as she lets him resume properly. She smiles when he requests cuddles though, nodding and getting off of the bed, taking the bowl briefly and setting it on the table next to them. She gets under the covers with him, gently pulling him closer so he can curl up with her.

She pulls him in so his head’s resting on her shoulder and his arms can wrap around her waist, one of her own arms wrapping around his waist to give him support while she sets the bowl in her lap. “I-I hope you don’t m-mind me babying you j-just a little,” she comments, picking up the utensil and starting to feed him. She honestly doesn’t mind doing so, just wanting him to do as little as possible for the time being so he doesn’t overexert himself too much. Since he’s right in the thick of the cold, what’s really important right now is just getting rest. She’ll focus on helping him get back to normal activity soon enough, but she’ll be okay with (and even enjoy) being in “mom” mode for a bit.

“And I d-don’t mind if you b-breathe on me. It’s u-unlikely I’ll catch this, l-love. It’s pretty difficult t-t-to get me sick. I-I’d be more cautious f-for Molly’s sake, but s-since Skylar doesn’t get sick e-easily either, there’s not m-much of an issue,” she explains, smiling and setting the utensil down to lightly boop what’s left of his nose. “Y-you’re not the one th-that’s supposed to worry a-about us right now. W-worry all you like wh-when you’re well, but wh-when you’re ill, leave th-the worrying to me,” she says jokingly, though she is partially serious. She kisses the top of his head softly, glancing at the door as a familiar-looking cloud of a cat barges his way in, meowing incessantly at the couple. Angel laughs and pats the bed softly, Marty soon hopping up onto the bed and curling up against Sal, purring a bit. He grooms himself a little while Angel gives Sal another spoonful of soup (though she makes sure he’s not talking when she does so).

“W-well look who’s come t-to the party~” she comments with a giggle.

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[ sick ] Your muse cares for mine while they are unwell. (because uh YES)

Painful Prompts.

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PuT mE oUt oF mY mIsErY ... Is what Sal WANTED to say. 

Sal was currently slumped over in bed with a miserable look on his face. His mask hung on his bedpost and his fake eye was in a glass of water on his side table. His hair was in a fluffy mess from his shower the night previously, making him look a little feral.

Sal let out a soft sigh as he opened his eye, half-lidded. Being sick was never cool unless it was during school hours and of course he happened to be sick during a break. This illness wasn’t anything too crazy, it was just a little cold that hit Sal HARD.

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Angel isn’t personally really too fond of the idea of using many medicines (mostly because of her own issues with testing on animals), but when it comes to illness, she’s sure as hell not about to let them go unused. She’d already given Sal some cold medicine to at least help with some of his symptoms, but it was hitting a lot harder for him than he or she would’ve expected. Since Angel and Skylar have very strong immune systems, Angel doesn’t really fear getting sick because of being around Sal. She’s still protective of Skylar and restricts him from too much activity around the blue-haired, currently unmasked male for the sake of being cautious, but he’s not barred. It would be cruel to keep Sal’s own not-yet-official child away from him completely.

With that being said, however, Skylar is currently away at Molly’s so he can be tutored properly, and so Angel can focus on Sal for a while, since he’d need to be sleeping soon enough. Currently busy with finishing cooking her own recipe for chicken noodle soup, Angel hums softly, quickly tasting the broth to make sure it’s the right flavour. After adding a little more salt and testing it again, she’s satisfied with the result, shutting off the heat and pushing the pot to the unused burner to let it cool. Grabbing a bowl and a ladle, she serves some soup in said bowl, grabbing a glass of water and walking toward Sal’s room, her hair put up in a messy, giant bun while she wears a white apron and basically anything else that would make her look like the standard “mom”; high-waisted blue jeans, white flats, and a black sweater with the sleeves rolled up. She’s become less self-conscious of having him see the bandages...she’s anxious with anyone else, but she feels safe about it with him.

She opens the door, smiling a tiny bit as she enters. “G-good morning, sleepyhead,” she greets softly, shutting the door with her hip and walking over to the bed, handing him the still warm bowl, though there’s also a small potholder under the bowl so he doesn’t burn himself. “It’s n-not going to t-taste like the actual s-soup, at least...I d-don’t think. But hopefully th-the warmth will help,” she says, setting the glass down on a small table she’d placed next to the bed so he could just reach over and get what was on it, since the glass with his eye is at a much higher place. Despite what she warns about, the soup...actually really does taste and feel like non-vegan chicken noodle soup. She could probably put hers in front of someone and trick them into thinking it’s not vegan.

“Do y-you need an extra b-blanket or something else? I-I know you don’t l-like to ask for th-things...but you’re sick, y-you’re my partner, and I-I’m going to help,” she states, smiling and leaning over to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

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❕ (roast my tiny ass **I’m ready for it**)

Send  ❕ for my first impressions of you, the mun, vs now

BRO I FUCKIN LOVED YOU IMMEDIATELY. You're trash like me and I just *sobss*

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>> TRASH GANG TRASH GANG TRASH GANG-

>> SAME THO BRUH