HC that Larry once saw Gizmo bring a mouse to Sal at a sleepover and freaked out when Sally just. Picked it up. And. Threw it out. Sal then officially became the “disgusting chores” boy in the building.
Sjsbsjdjs yes
Might I just add:
>Larry texting/calling Sal on the walkie-talkie in the middle of the night to escort another spider out of the basement
>Lisa roping Sal into emptying the mouse traps around the building, cleaning out the gutters, snaking drains, etc. because Larry can't stomach it most of the time
>Sal teaching Soda to be nice to bugs and worms and how to move them without hurting them
>Any time the gang is doing some exploring/ghost hunting/ cult sabotage and there's a need for someone to sift through garbage, trudge through muck, or retrieve a less-than-sanitary but essential item, there is a momentary silence before Sal sighs and volunteers himself for the job
>Mr. Addison hiring Sal to clean out the abandoned/vacant apartments in the building (he might claim Roserburg is on vacation, but you can only ignore the smell of rotting groceries seeping into the hallway for so long...)
[If you like these, you might also like this imagine: Sal is a Gremlin and Here's Why]
HC That Mer!Sal likes to use his claws. Not in a ‘make you bleed’ kind of way, but in a gentle ‘lemme scratch your head and tickle under your chin’ kind of way.
He tries to do this to show that he’s harmless to S/I, but… it comes across as very threatening. Especially when he’s doing it in the ruins of your overturned canoe. (With the knocked out cold body of your friend resting a few feet away on the shore line you were thankfully able to drag there and make sure was safe and alive before being tugged back by gentle talons)
>Um yes mer!sal def has some threatening-looking claws that i would very much like to have him gently scritchy scratchy down my backy (pls&ty) 👁👄👁
>Might I also suggest him showing you that he has no intention of eating you by lightly nomming your hand, foot or ankle with his scary sharp toothies (bonus points if you see him effortlessly tear into something shortly before or after)
>”OH FUCK DON’T EAT ME I DONT TASTE GOOD OH FUCK AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH- oh that... actually feels kind of nice...?? 😳”
Hey uh. If prompts are open, basing off the vampire request, how about Werewolf KEWK from last year keeps Sal under their body literally at all times and sleeps for days on end- and accidentally causes him to starve/dehydrate to death?
K.E.W.K: Oh yeah, prompts are definitely still open! They can be real general or specific, and they can be about anybody I listed in the content warning page! Heehee, I liked that werewolf form for me more than I admitted last year, so I had to do this prompt right away~
Goretober 2021 Day 8: Heavy Sleeper
K.E.W.K.: Aw, poor lil Sally...
L.S.S.: ... I can't believe that this one is hitting closer to home than the one you did yesterday, but it is.
K.E.W.K.: Why? Cuz it's like that time where you choked on your puke and died while we were sleeping next to each other?
L.S.S.: [Barely audible] ...I thought we agreed to tell them I O.D.ed in that one...
Ok, but HC that after Ep. 5 finished, he and Ash immediately started an entire movement for prison reform in America, especially when it comes to using solitary as a common punishment.
I could totally see it- Sal (being body rommies with Ash and therefor having a lot of time to talk with her) would eventually tell her some horror stories from when he was in prison. Now that she knows first-hand what happens when you don't act on important issues right away, Ash could feel compelled to take up such a cause. (Of course, that would be if the American government was still a thing after 1/3 of the earths population died. The US was like ground zero, so American society could have just been totally upended and prisons could be a thing of the past.)
A Double-Trouble!Ficlet Submission by @danuflowlove🔪🔪🔪
[CW: kidnapping, delusions, mental illness, mentions of abuse, threats of violence, general yandere themes]
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“I didn’t mean-“
“Shut up.” I paced by the small body hunched in the corner, pacing right back as my hands twisted in front of me.
“Oh! Are you stimming? I can help! Let me just-“
“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!” I whirled around, backing away from the somehow even smaller shadow.
“I. I’m sor-“
“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! If you hadn’t stalked me for. Fuck, I don’t even know how long, he wouldn’t have noticed either of us! I hope you’re fucking happy! You got your wish! Me being stuck with you!”
“I DON’T WANT YOU TO HATE ME!”
“WELL THAT’S FUCKING NEW! WHAT THE FUCK ELSE DID YOU TWO THINK WOULD HAPPEN?! I WOULD MAGICALLY FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU TWO WHEN YOU SHATTERED MY DREAMS AND LOCK ME IN HERE LIKE AN ANIMAL?!”
“I’M STUCK IN HERE, TOO! I DIDN’T WANT THIS EITHER.” A small sob punctuated the shaky rising of the blue boy. I eyed him, watching as he trembled in front of me, rubbing his eye. “I just. I just wanted you to be happy.”
“No.” I bit out. “You wanted to be happy. You’re just upset cuz now we’re both stuck in this prison.”
“H-hey. Come on, I’m sure Larry-“
“Larry is a psychopath who’s mentally ill. Don’t tell me you’re already developing Stockholm, because if you are, I’ll tear your hair out I swear to god.”
Finally. Fucking silence. I turned to the boy I once considered my friend, one of two crushes. Both of which turned out to be fucking insane. Guess I’m not surprised. Thanks mom and dad for fucking me up in yet another way.
“Look. Just. Go back to sniveling, or. Whatever.”
“You’re not acting like yourself, J.” I gave a sigh as I turned my back to him, hearing him rustle with his sweater. Damn it, that’s not cute, anymore. Totally not. Nope.
“Yeah? You just haven’t seen me fucking loud or afraid.”
“You’re afraid?” My eyebrow twitched as his voice raised a bit, almost whimsical as his eye began to stare at my back. “You’re never afraid of anything.”
“You sound like you’re from a Disney movie.” I muttered, crouching down to run my hands over the basement floor. He had ripped up the carpet, and I could see the scratches left from the nails. There had to be one left.
“Well. You act like you are, too.”
“More like I’m from a Stephen King novel. Trust me, Sally Face. All the camera bears in the world couldn’t tell you everything about me.” I turned to look at the glimmer that caught my eye. Oh fuck.
The small, pigtailed boy had stepped forward. His black nails gripped the rusty nail between his fingers, shaking as he stared at my tensing jaw.
“Sal. Give. Me. The. Nail.”
“You’re gonna hurt him.”
“No shit, dumbass.”
“J, this isn’t you.
“YOU DON’T KNOW JACK SHIT ABOUT ME!”
“I KNOW THAT YOU’RE SCARED OF YOURSELF!”
I jolted back. The smaller boy had stepped forward, arms whipping back as he leaned in to my chest.
“I know you’re fucking terrified of being what your mother told you you are!”
“Shut up.”
“I know you’re scared of hurting others! I know you’re so scared those thoughts you can’t control will lead you somewhere we all regret. I know you’re just so fucking scared you’re gonna be right about yourself-“
“I said shut up, Sal.”
“And I know you’re scared right now for that exact reason. I know you’re scared you’re gonna hurt me. I know you’re scared you’re gonna hurt Larry, so you’re trying to run away. Trying to only hurt him once-“
“Sal, I said to shut the fuck up!”
“I know!”
“SAL, HE’S BEHIND YOU, SHUT UP!”
“I DON’T CARE! I WON’T LET YOU HURT ANYONE, OK?! SO JUST TRUST ME AND LET YOURSELF BE HAPPY!”
“I knew you were part of this.”
“Wha-“ he turned, staring at the brunette who now held up the keys. And his unlocked handcuffs. “J, I.”
“Save it, Sally Face. Just go.” I walked away, leaving behind the now stammering bluenette glaring at the taller.
“You- you didn’t have to.”
“They’ll be fine. Just come on. I need your help.”
“They think you’re insane.”
“And how do they feel about you?”
A pregnant silence stalled between the two as I settled down to the floor, reaching my hand into my coat pocket to feel up the collection of nails I had been gathering.
“I. It doesn’t matter. They’re afraid and. And you can’t keep us locked up if you want them to love you.”
“I don’t care if you two love me. I care that you’re both safe. And you’re safest here.”
“Thanks, asshat.” I snipped, still curled in my own, warm ball.
“You know what I meant.”
“Uh huh.”
“Both of you! Damn it!” The smaller of the two finally snapped. Can’t say he didn’t sound like me for once. “Just! Chill! Man, you two just. Hug it-“
“I WILL stab you.” I retorted, slowly lifting up to glare at the leaning, smirking man.
“I’m not scared of you.” He taunted.
“I know.” He frowned as he saw me tearing up at my response.
“I don’t need to be. You’re not like me.”
“Not strong enough to hurt someone who’s kidnapped me?” There was a bitter sort of sting to my words I was too used to.
“Not cruel enough to immediately stab others. Or. Do this.” He waved around, and I just shook my head. “I’m serious.”
“I know.”
“We love you.”
I looked away from his smile. Damn it. Soft. Boys. Agh.
“I know you love us, too.” Larry continued.
Sal sputtered as he walked past him, crouching down in front of me, arms dangling on his legs as he kissed the back of my head.
“Never said I didn’t.” I murmured.
“Never said you did.”
“You don’t love me. You’re just obsessed.”
“Think we can change your mind?”
Between Sal’s sputtering, the confident smirk I could feel against my hair, and the cold, piercing metal digging into my skin, I flipped the pocket inside out.
“Yeah.”
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A Note from K.E.W.K.:
>I’m LOVING this new spin on the yan!boys- Larry being the one to kidnap Sally AND [s/i] in order to keep them both safe from the outside world that treated them with such cruelty, despite how they might feel toward him for doing so? Very ‘scary’, indeed! >:3c
>And that dialogue! “I just wanted you to be happy.” “No. You wanted to be happy.” UMF that’s the good stuff right there~ 👌👌👌
>I really hope stockholm!Sally and Scary!Larry can get J to realize just how much they care about them 🥺💘 (it’s always such a bummer when your darling is unhappy with the cage you so lovingly made just for them. It’s for their own good, after all~ uwu)
D.S.: [cracks knuckles] Alright! Let’s get to taking out the trash so it doesn’t start to stink up the place~ That would totally ruin the vibe...
D.S.: I mean, you all know I always love the nicknames the Mitchies give me. That’s why I chose ‘Demon Sal’. Buuuut, ‘Drifter Sal’ does seem kinda cool... like I’m an outlaw in the wild wild west, wandering from town to town, making trouble at the local saloon... [chuckling]
I’m sure I’ll be good on hugs here in a minute, so don’t worry about little old me ;)
D.S.: But that thing ISN’T the love of their life, I am. You honestly think I would let them settle for anything less? I couldn’t let them think I was really that much of a sniveling little yes-man, I mean jesus....
D.S.: Ahh, growing pains.... People change a lot in ways you wouldn’t expect, anon, especially when they’ve been around for as long as I have. Don’t we all cringe at our (much, much, much, much, much) younger selves? I know I do :/
As for my empathy, of course I can still understand how other people feel! It wouldn’t be fun for me to do this stuff if I didn’t... :/
D.S.: Aww, don’t worry bestie! It didn’t hurt me one bit :) I am the one keeping the promises (obviously), I’m very surprised you people are down with the selfcest (which I am not interested in... unless Mitchie insists? I guess..?) and there are two foreseeable endings to this month:
1. K.E.W.K. stays sentimental for their chew toy until their dying breath, I kill both of them for some consolation catharsis, and I bury the honeymooners side by side in front of the cabin, right where I left my latest masterpiece for them to admire while they had their shitty little brunch the other day.
2. K.E.W.K. comes to their senses, ditches their doll after we’re both finished playing with it, and we go out in an ultra-romantic, mass-homicidal blaze of glory together in November. [whispering] I’m hoping we get chased and killed by the cops again.... Now wouldn’t that be full-circle! 💙💙💙
Hope that helps clear things up for you, bitch :)
D.S.: You gotta do a little warming up before a serious workout, right? Wouldn’t want to pull anything... ;)
D.S.: Oh, so they can’t love me with my flaws and all? I think your logic is the thing that’s flawed, anon... :/
D.S.: Okay, so we’ve established that you guys can technically read, you just can’t type and lack the basic sense to proof-read things before you submit them. Got it. ;)
D.S.: Eh, you’ve met thousands of Larrys, you’ve met them all.... I’ll pass.
D.S.: Whew! I’ve been having such a good time, I let the trash bin overflow... whoops~
D.S.: Um, I think it’s safe to say I made it waaay better. I mean, you all seem to be enjoying it a lot more than the boring stuff K.E.W.K. was posting before I showed up, soooo... I guess we’ll just have to agree to disagree anon.
D.S.: Well, not when it refers to me... but we’ll get them there soon. Don’t you worry ;) 💙
D.S.: Oh pssshhh, stop being so dramatic. The knock-off doesn’t even have feelings, and Mitchie is just playing coy. I know first-hand that it’s hard to admit you’re into this kind of thing at first. Poor thing had been in denial for all this time... hopefully we can have a good conversation over dinner tonight, and they’ll start coming out of their shell a little 💙💙💙
D.S.: You know, those actually don’t sound half-bad. Mitchie and I might just have to take you up on that offer... once they’ve come around, of course.
D.S.: THANK YOU. I’m glad SOMEONE is recognizing all the work I’ve put into this...
I’m already in a very good mood today, but I still appreciate you asking! :)
D.S.: Nope! All that thing is good for is taking orders and providing some mild entertainment. It can’t really do anything else... besides piss and moan and be really fucking annoying... :/
D.S.: Eh, that kind of stuff is like white noise to the chew toy... But it’s pretty hard to ignore what I’ve been dishing out ;)
PSA THAT IF YOU DON’T FEEL COMFORTABLE COMING OUT, YOU DON’T HAVE TO! YOU’RE STILL TRANS, GAY, BI, ANYTHING AS A CLOSETED PERSON. BE GOOD, BE NICE, YE!
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