Poor little you, thinking that your S/O would choose you over the world, when the moment came dread washed over you as you realized they seemed to be actually deciding whether to save you or not, but after a brief moment your eyes catch the softest smile adorning the corner of their mouths "Silly of you to think you were ever in real danger, my love" they coo sweetly in a tone that they only use with you, just like that whatever impression of an upper hand the threat had dissipated completely, you were the only one safe this entire time, your loved one made sure of that by manipulating everything and everyone.
No amount of galaxies slain and burned to cosmic ashes would make you feel as safe and loved as the fact that they risked everything just so you wouldn't even be a factor they'd need to consider saving. You were the only thing that mattered ever since the beginning.
Author notes: Happy Holidays guys! My goal is for everyday to post at least 1 thing to the blog for the holidays! I am really excited and full of ideas. I hope these headcanons measure up to last years and that you have a happy holiday season!
Tw: Fluff and possible OCC characters
Characters included: Dr. Facilier, Jack SKellington, Sally, Clayton, Long John Sliver, Cinderella, Prince Naveen (All characters and their rights go to Walt Disney)
Dr. Facilier
I would like to believe Christmas is significant to the Shadow Man. I headcanon that he enjoys the holiday because it is one of the very few times he can reflect fondly upon his childhood. I think he grew up making cookies with his ma, wrapping whatever gifts he could make for his ma mostly dolls, and holiday cheer. I canon he doesn’t like going and actually buying Christmas presents, nor does he have the funds to do so. Instead, he makes your gifts for you, whether that be holiday cookies, making you protective charms, or making you some other trinket, he is very good at gift giving. Christmas morning with him would probably be spent inside the parlor, nice and warm, while he takes the day to spend with you. Taking over New Orleans could wait another day, so long as you’re with him and warm.
Jack Skellington
The last time Jack did Christmas it… ended poorly to say the least. Christmas was supposed to be fun, merry, and jolly… but Jack had messed it up once before. This, however, doesn’t change the fact that Jack still wants to do Christmas every year with Halloween Town! He has so much fun with the residents putting their own holiday spin on Christmas. He definitely gives you creepy Halloweeny gifts, but it’s the thought that counts! Plus, he looks so happy to hand you his gift. An ideal Christmas morning for Jack is once again sitting by the fireplace and reading Christmas stories. He adores the story of Krampus and you two have to read it every year!
Sally
Sally is once again a very excited person about the holidays! Jack always plans the most horrible holiday games for Halloween Town! After last Christmas, she’s just glad Jack isn’t trying to hijack the holiday from Santa again! Sally gives you beautifully sewn clothes! Sally thinks you look adorable when dressed in something she made you, and with that grateful smile on your face, it’s addicting. I also think Sally likes mistletoe a lot, both for its toxic berries and its tradition of kissing under the branch. She has put the branch directly over your two’s head just for a kiss. Sally’s ideal Christmas morning is spent warm in bed with you, not having to go and do anything. Just in a simple state of being with the ones you love.
Clayton
Y’all, I don’t think he cares too much for Christmas. Clayton would much rather be out hunting or doing something rather than inside baking cookies, decorating a tree, or any of that over sappy holiday stuff. However, I also think he is weirdly serious about what type of Christmas tree you two have? Like you two spend hours together each year because he is so specific. At the very least, you get a damned good tree every year. I think he also likes fruitcake for some reason. I have no idea why, it’s disgusting in my humble opinion, but he just seems like the type to like the holiday dessert. He does usually end up getting you at least one gift, but it’s wrapped poorly and you can’t tell if he put much thought into it. If you were to get him a gift, I’d suggest hunting gear, he’s always using it and according to him you can never have too much, so the more, the merrier! An ideal Christmas morning for Clayton is being out hunting, a close second is you being there with him. It does really matter what you’re doing as long as you’re with him
Long John Silver (MY BABY BOYYYYYYYYY)
He’s so sweet and jovial this time of year! Long John is all about being there with the ones you love during the holidays. I think he gets very excited and would love to go gift shopping with you. He’s so happy to be there with you and celebrate. He didn’t exactly grow up doing the holiday stuff, so getting a chance to do it with you feels like a blessing. He wants to do all the holiday stuff with you and Morph. You two make cookies, decorate, and sing your own pirate Christmas shanties! It’s hard not to get in the spirit when your lover is singing about the holidays and being together. His ideal Christmas morning is waking up next to you, and spending the entire morning together opening presents, singing shanties, and forgetting he’s a pirate for a day in your arms.
Cinderella
This sweet girl! It’s been forever since she's spent the holidays with people who cared about her. Every year it’s the same, her stepfamily makes her do all the hard work, goes to some noble party, and “forgets” to buy her a gift. Every year until you. You help with chores while Lady Tremaine looks at you two in disgust and recommends you spend time with “her prettier daughters”. You rarely pay her any mind instead opting to help out Cinder decorate the tree. I think Cinder would have her animal friends make you a Christmas gift! She’d be grateful to receive anything. Her ideal Christmas is being away from her batshit insane family! Anywhere! She needs a break from the crazy and you’re her peace.
Prince Naveen
This smug little bastard… he LOVES Christmas. The gifts, the songs, the parties, just ALL of it. Naveen is very expensive in his taste for gifts. I mean he has gotten so much Gucci cologne it’s insane. He doesn’t really do the whole decorating thing either. That’s a servant’s job as far as he’s concerned. He is a very big fan of Hot Chocolate… I mean you have seen him fight people for the last cup. He does do prince things too! Like going to charity functions his parents force him to go to. Maybe even a church service. He doesn’t enjoy it as much as a Christmas party but it’s all in good fun. His ideal Christmas morning is spent unwrapping Christmas gifts and being spoiled by you. What a prince.
Can I request Nurse, Plague, and Pig (DBD) reacting to seeing their s/o undressed for the first time, please?
A/n: So as you didn't specify, I did this in a less sexual way and in a more accidental way, if you meant this differently feel free to send in another request
The Nurse (Sally Smithson)
It’s absolutely not intentional on her part
Either she phases in without realizing, or you didn’t hear her approach
The moment she realizes what she’s seeing, she freezes. Like fully still not moving a muscle, breath catching in her throat
Her first reaction is probably overwhelm, vulnerability hits her hard, both yours and her own
She looks away almost immediately, hands twitching at her sides like she doesn’t know what to do with them
Very quiet, shaky apology
If you tell her it’s okay, she hesitates before looking again, just a brief glance, like she’s afraid of staring
She’s painfully aware of every detail, but not in a hungry way necessarily
Her breath goes shallow and her voice gets even softer when she speaks
She doesn’t comment on your body directly, but she might whisper something honest like how beautiful you are without meaning to
Hands hover, never touch unless you actively invite her to
If you do invite her closer, she approaches slowly, carefully, like she’s stepping onto thin ice
The Plague (Adiris)
This is almost certainly accidental, and she’s immediately stricken with guilt for intruding on you
She turns away at once, covering her eyes or bowing her head, murmuring an apology
There’s a long pause where she doesn’t move
Adiris feels conflicted, a mix of wanting to admire you but also fear that she shouldn’t be seeing this
If you reassure her, she listens carefully asking to make sure you are truly fine with it
When she finally looks, it’s slow and hesitant, eyes running over your body softly
She doesn’t think in terms of desire first, she thinks more of devotion
She’s very aware of her own body in that moment, suddenly self-conscious, suddenly worried about contaminating you
Touch doesn’t come easily, even in this moment
Later, she absolutely prays about this moment. For guidance, for forgiveness, for gratitude
The Pig (Amanda Young)
Oh she did NOT expect that, at all
Immediate reaction is panic, freezes, brain fully short-circuits
Definitely turns away fast, muttering a very rushed, awkward “shit—sorry”
She’s flustered in a way that’s almost funny to you if she weren’t so embarrassed
Tries to act normal afterward but absolutely fails at it
Avoids eye contact for a bit, keeps adjusting her mask or clothes or fidgeting with her gear
Internally? Losing her mind. Externally? Acting like she didn’t just see you undressed
If you tease her even a little, she gets defensive and flustered
If you’re gentle about it, though, she relaxes, realizes you’re not judging her reaction
If you actually do it again (on purpose this time), she’s still awkward, still nervous, but clearly wants to be there
reader is a bit of a bitch to be completely honest. that’s what sal loves the most about them 🤭🤭🤭 (perchance some smut with it xoxo)
sal fisher
x reader 🍤☁️🦢
— super bitchy reader
a/n ; i love bullying sal <33
- being a massive bitch to sally isn’t something that he was supposed to like, but he does, and it freaks everyone out
- he used to be snarky and insult you back but after a few days he completely stopped and just let you have your way with him without much of a fight
- you love to make fun of him, he’s just so pathetic, your favorite activity is tugging on his pigtails while sitting behind him in class and then quickly looking away like nothing happened
- you and your friends snicker but little did you know, the blush under sally’s prosthetic mask intensified as he found himself liking it a little too much
- his best friend, recently step brother larry, obviously noticed sally’s jittery behaviour and at first he thought it was because he was scared of you, but thanks to some detective work with ashley it was clear that he just liked you
- they tried their absolute best to talk him out of it,
“dude, did you hit your head? you like her? she’s a massive piece of shit!”
“right! she torments you every day! are you sure you’re feeling okay sally?”
sally didn’t exactly deny what larry and ashley told him, instead opting to just silently nodding whilst drowning out their voices and day dreaming. yes, you were awful and rough with him, but he loved it
- larry would try and guide sal away from you whenever he saw you in the hallways, but after a long while, he gave up and let sally be drawn to you like a moth to a flame, he didn’t like it, but he couldn’t stop sally from doing what he wanted
- and so, your torment continued without sally’s friends in the way
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The halls were completely empty as the bells rang and class has commenced. Sally, despite his not so best efforts, found himself stuck between your arms and his back facing the lockers behind him. He didn’t bother to move or run away,
“Hey dumbass, what’s up with you? You look more repulsive than usual,” You asked, leaning in slightly. He looks around nervously, his glass eye lagging behind his real one as he stutters.
“Huh? What’d you say? Speak up!”
He flinched, his blush hardening under his prosthetic face and reaching his ears. He looked up at you, a little nervously but a hint of excitement present in his blue eye.
“Jesus…” You caress his red ear, “You into this or something?”
He looked at you and swiftly looked back at the floor again, you followed and looked down.
Hello! Love the blog! May I make a request? A sally face request (I miss the fandom so much)
Just wanna request Sal fisher x fem reader her visiting him in prison and comforting him, like giving him a hug, petting his hair, giving him kisses on his face. Poor man looks so broken during the trial.
omg hii !!! thank you sooo much and i loveee this idea !! :) i hope i don't disappoint !
Sal x Fem!reader comfort!
spoliers(?)
->not proofread, kinda short?
Sal was currently in his cell, anxiously waiting for his upcoming tiral. He wasn't proud of what he had done but he didn't have much of a choice anyway.. Just as he was getting lost in his thoughts the door to his cell opend. Sal jumped up slightly from the sudden sound of the door and his head turned to the officer standing there looking angry per usual.
"You've got a visitor, Fisher."
Words he never thought he would hear. Somone came to visit him? That was a shocker for sure.
The angry officer put handcuffs on Sals wrist and lead him to the talking room where his visitor was waiting for him patiently. As Sal entered the room his eyes slightly widened under his mask at the sight of you, still smiling at him like he didn't do anything wrong. As Sal took a seat infront of you, the officer left the room giving the two of you some privacy like you requested.. Although he couldn't really give you too much of privacy, i mean after all this is a prison.
"Long time no see, Sal."
You spoke gently to him, you missed his blue hair and those eyes that now look so sad and tired under the prosthetic mask he is wearing.
"Yeah..i didn't expect anyone to visit me."
Your heart hurt at his words.
"I think you're innocent, Sal."
As you said those words, you put your hand over his and gently brush against it. You knew he was innocent, you just had to prove it somehow.
"Well..seems like you're the only one that thinks that"
You let out a deep sigh as you tighten the grip on his hand.
"Sal, trust me. I'll get you out of this mess."
You swore you could see the tears swell up in his eyes, but he quickly looked away. You tooka quick glance at the clock on the wall that was ticking rather loudly.
"We don't have much time left to talk."
Sal cleared his throat as the two of you got up. You didn't waste a second and quickly pulled him into your embrace. You could feel his warmth and his heart-beat. You knew he needed this hug but so did you.
"I'll come and visit you again as soon as i can."
You mumble into the hug as Sal tightness his arms around you and hums as a replay.
The door opens abruptly and the two of you let go of eachother.
"Alright, visit time is up."
The police officer said as he got a hold of Sal and lead him out of the room. You and Sal shared your last glances as he left and the feeling of emptiness came rushing back to you without him being here.
Could you maybe write a Sally Face One Shot, where Sal developed a huge crush on reader. But he thinks she doesn’t feel the same way. So he writes a love letter in which he puts no hope in, but then she actually tells him she does feel the same.
Does that even make any sense?😭
Yes…it makes sense and I’m weeping over this omggggg 😭😭😭 bruh this had me screaming and kicking in bed as I wrote it omfgggggg. Sal is pretty smart so I know this mf would write some pretty, thought out, poetic type shit
Notes: gn!reader, established friendship, friends to lovers trope
TW: none, just so fucking sappy and fluffy
Sal x reader- Sincerely Sally 💌
Dear (Y/N),
I want to start by telling you that you’re an amazing friend. I’m beyond grateful we’ve met. You’ve always made me feel so comfortable, so wanted, so important. No words could ever truly explain my feelings for you or the thoughts behind them, but I’m going to try.
Since we met, I’ve seen nothing but good in you and I think you’ve made me good, too. You make me feel good. You make me a better person. I don’t know who I’d be without you, but I know who I want to be now.
I want to be the one on your arm when we walk into a room.
I want to be the one you wake up to every morning and fall asleep next to every night.
I want to kiss you every time we say ‘good bye’ and every time we say ‘hello’ again.
I want to be the one you point to with a smile and say ‘him’ when talking to others.
I want to be the one to hold you when you cry.
I want to be the one to hug you when you’re excited.
I want to go every where you go.
I want to slow dance with you.
I want to head bang with you.
I want to paint with you.
I want to sing to you.
I want to hold you.
I want you.
I love you.
I’m in love with you.
And I’m sorry.
Sincerely,
Sally <3
Sal felt like a total loser while sneaking over to your place, which was just down the street from Todd’s house, and slipping the letter in your mailbox. He felt like he could puke just from writing the letter, there’s no way he could ever say these things to your face. He couldn’t help but hesitate, staring at the mailbox as his heart beat rapidly in his chest. ‘They’re going to hate me. I’m gonna ruin everything. What the hell am I doing?’ Sal thinks to himself, staying frozen in place for a good few minutes as thousands of thoughts race through his mind, shaky hands stuffed in his hoodie pockets.
He jumps a bit when he notices the light in your bedroom flick on through your window. He ducks his head and turns to leave, not wanting to get caught lurking around your house in the middle of the night. As he rushes back home, the panic begins to set in because now he realizes he left it…he left the letter behind. It was done. No turning back. He felt sick to his stomach and like he was already grieving the loss of your friendship.
Sal tip toes back in the house, praying neither Neil nor Todd would catch him sneaking in so late and ask questions. He trudges to his room, shedding his clothes before flopping onto his bed. Sal lays on his side and after taking his prosthetic off, stares at the wall for hours thinking about all the ways this could go wrong, all the ways you could reject him, every excuse and lie he could use later to act like it wasn’t even serious, like it was a dumb joke or something. Finally, after his brain had tortured him enough, he drifts off to sleep just before the sun begins to rise.
~next morning~
‘Holy shit…’ You think as you hold the piece of lined note book paper in your shaky hands. “No way…no way!” A giddy smile grows on your face as you clumsily drop all the other mail you had in your hands, besides Sal’s letter, on the ground and take off running for him. It was early in the morning and you were in pajamas still but nothing could stop you now. His house was not far at all and you were too excited not to immediately run to him and profess your love for him.
You and Sal had been friends almost as long as he has with Larry and Todd. You’ve slowly fallen in love with him just as hard as he has with you- the issue is that you are both dummies and think the other person sees you as a friend and a friend only. You’d find yourself dreaming of Sal, not knowing he was dreaming of you too. You’d absentmindedly doodle his name on piece of paper and blush, he’d find a strand of your hair on his shirt and smile so big under his mask. You two have been pining for so long but both so afraid to wreck the relationship you already have. Eventually, Sal felt like he couldn’t get anything done, couldn’t focus on his studies or the ghosts or even eating throughout the day. His brain was full, flooded even, with thoughts of you. He just had to get it out, he had to say it to you now or he would be haunted by it forever. Unbeknownst to Sal…you felt the exact same way.
Bouncing up to his doorstep with an uncontrollable smile on your face, cheeks aching and turning red, you knock on the door and ball your fists up out of excitement. Finally, Todd answers the door, smiling at you before greeting you. “(Y/N)! What are you doing here so early? We-“ “Sal! I-I’m sorry. I need to talk to Sal.” You interrupt, your crazy smile making Todd chuckle softly just as Neil comes up behind him. “Morning, (Y/N)! Sal isn’t up yet. He’s still-“
You weren’t trying to be rude, you adored Todd and Neil but you were currently completely 100% hyperfixated on the sleeping blue haired poet behind the door at the end of the hall way and you just had to see him immediately. “I-I’m sorry…” You laugh softly as you push past them, sprinting for his door, gripping the knob excitedly before swinging the door open. The sound of the door swinging back against the door frame stirs Sally from his sleep, making him groan and glance over at the doorway. Before he can react to you being in his bedroom, in your pajamas still with bed head and an adorable love sick smile on your face, you’re jumping into his blankets with arms wide open. As you practically belly flop on top of him, he huffs softly then chuckles, groggily blinking at you.
“Uh…morning…” He mumbles just before you place the folded love letter on his chest, giving him a small smirk. His eyes open wider now, his prosthetic eye not in its usual socket. Sal scrambles nervously to sit up more, his breath hitching in his throat. He was so half asleep for a moment there, he had forgotten all about the letter he planted in your mailbox last night. “Oh I uh….yeah uh-uhm-“ Sal can’t seem to move his mouth correctly, can’t focus his brain on the words he wants to say. And he just breaks down even more when he realizes you’re in his bed, still in pajamas with the cutest messiest bed head. He can’t deal with the cuteness and his gnawing anxiety…So you speak up instead.
“I love you too.” You smile sweetly before pulling yourself up closer to his scarred face and rubbing your nose against his. Sal lets out a whiny little hum as he lets his nervous hands very slowly move up to rest on your back, smiling like a sappy dork as he hugs you softly. He’s not sure what exactly he was expecting to happen after giving you that letter but this is most definitely the best case scenario. “Let’s just…fucking kiss already.” You say with a cheeky smile, eyes half lidded as you lean in closer. Sal sucks in a breath before letting his eyes close along with yours, pursing his lips out as his hands move up your arms and to your cheeks. His big palms caress your face so perfectly, his thumbs sliding back and forth over your skin as you lock lips, gently moving your mouths together as soft sighs leave both of you.
As his hands pull your face closer, your hands wander up and down his bare arms, legs tangled up in his blankets along with him now, you couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh against his lips. “I’m glad you finally told me…that letter was so beautiful.” You whisper, lips gently ghosting against his now. Sal keeps his eyes closed but smiles brightly. “I wrote 153 of those letters.” He confesses, face burning bright red. “No you didn’t.” You scoff, looking down at him, finding this fact hilarious and also adorable and flattering.
“Oh yes he did!” Todd and Neil are leaning in the open doorway. Oops…you got so excited you didn’t shut the door behind you when you ran in. “Proof!” Neil laughs out loudly as he points to Sal’s trash can in the corner of the room, overflowing with balled up pieces of paper. You laugh as you look over, Neil and Todd laughing along with you. Sal drapes an arm over his face, trying to hold back his flustered smile and embarrassed expression. “Stoopppp.” He complains before you’re standing and playfully glaring at the two boys in the doorway. “That’s enough teasing. Shoo!” You grin at Todd before shutting the door on them and turning back to Sal.
“153, huh? Wow. That’s some dedication, lover boy.” You climb back into his bed, sitting cross legged beside him. “Why didn’t you just tell me in person, Sal? Would’ve been way easier.” You scoot closer to him and run your fingers through his tangled hair. “Uh, I totally disagree. I nearly had a panic attack just putting that letter in your mailbox and then having to walk away from it.” A laugh rings out from you as you toss your head back. “Ha! So, What? You’re afraid to say you love me but not afraid of ghosts or demons or cults?” You taunt him before leaning over to rest your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes for a second. “You’re strange. And I love that about you.” You rest there with him for a moment before a fantastic idea hits you, making you sit up and gasp excitedly.
“Can I read the other ones too?!” Before Sal can answer, you’ve jumped up and ran to the rejected pile of love letters in the corner. “No! (Y/N)! No no nononononono!” Sal jumps up and runs to tackle you, his face blushing so red from his ears and down his neck. You laugh loudly as he wraps his arms around your waist and tries to pull you away from all the other embarrassing things he wrote and considered saying to you. “They’re…in the trash…for a reason!” He laughs and huffs as you you push forward, trying to reach even just one crumpled up piece of paper. “Pleeaaassseeeee?” You plead but your strength leaves you as Sal tickles you and has you cackling on the ground instantly.
And the next 10 minutes are spent wrestling with him on the floor of his bedroom while laughing like drunk idiots and occasionally pressing a kiss to the other’s lips. Eventually, you do get ahold of a few of the discarded love letter drafts and they are either like Shakespeare poetry type shit, or so fucking dorky and corny, full of puns and shit. Larry probably tried to help him with that one lol
hii omg!! i saw your requests were open for sally face and i have one!! if you can, can you please do one where maybe sally meets the reader for the first time and is instantly crushing on them? maybe sal is quick to text larry about what just happened and larry is playfully teasing him? the request is so mundane and boring LOL i apologize but yeah!!
Omg hello! ~ YES I totally got you!! I’ll do a partial text/partial social media for this one (: ⭐️
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The crosswalk button was cold. Naturally. Winter seemed to be creeping up quickly, and walking places became more and more difficult because of it.
But Sal didn’t mind, not really. He enjoyed the cold weather. The crisp air hitting his skin, the multiple layers of clothing keeping him warm. He even secretly liked that people started putting up Christmas decorations in November, but it’s just easier to complain along with everyone else.
Today, he was walking back home from “Color Theory Co.” the art supplies store up the block from where he lived. Larry’s been holed up in his room for some time working on a painting, and it’s piqued Sal’s interest. So he figured he’d join his friend in whatever painting endeavor he was on.
As Sal stood waiting for the crosswalk to change, Sanity’s Fall blasting a little too loudly in his headphones.. he feels the presence of another person on his side. Someone else waiting for the crosswalk as well as him. He glances awkwardly out of the side of his prosthetic trying to get a good look, but he can’t seem to grasp the persons full appearance.
Hands tucked into his hoodie pocket, he gives up and just continues to wait for the crosswalk to turn.. when he feels a faint tap on his shoulder. He jumps slightly, not expecting it - but quickly removes one of his headphones and turns around.
Sal’s eyes went wide for a split second, when he locked eyes with the person standing next to him. He had never seen something so beautiful in his life.. never seen something that invoked this sort of feeling in him.
“I really like your hair.. sorry I just had to tell you” They said, almost sheepishly, but they couldn’t have been more nervous than Sal was in that moment. It takes him a minute to respond.. he just.. stares at them curiously, trying not to look awe struck.
“..Thanks” He says, nervously putting his head down for a moment before facing the road yet again. What should he do? Continue the conversation? Nah, it was definitely a one off comment - the moments over. Sal curses himself in his head for not saying something else..
The person next to him thinks for a moment, rolling their eyes around trying desperately to come up with something to keep the conversation going.. after all they WERE the ones to spark the interaction.
“What kinda music you got playing?” Sal hears.. and again he’s shocked. This kinda stuff doesn’t normally happen for him. Maybe they’re curious because you can totally hear the music from miles away, even though they’re just playing in his AirPods. Sal turns again to face the stranger, taking the opportunity to really soak up the little details about them.. Everything about them was so intriguing, he didn’t want to look away again.
“Uh.. Sanity’s Fall. Metal band my brother got me into.” He replies, again a bit sheepishly. The strangers eyes get wide at the mention of the band name “No way! I TOTALLY dig sanity’s fall!” They smile at Sal, and admittedly he feels something tighten in his chest that he never has before. His body is now fully turned to face the stranger. He’s smiling under his prosthetic, and even though you can’t fully see it, you can hear it as he speaks.
“Yeah, they’re pretty awesome. I could blow my ear drums out right now and it’d be worth it.” Sal says, chuckling between his words. The strangers eyes just smiles at him as he continues to talk. “I’m y/n by the way. It’s cool to meet likeminded people.” they say, holding a hand out for Sal to shake, which he takes. He can’t help but notice how soft their hands are before reluctantly letting go.
“I’m Sal.. it’s good to-“ but he’s cut off by the sound of a car honking. In the middle of their exchange, the crosswalk light changed and there’s now a few cars honking and waving them on before it changes back. “Shit, I uh.. I guess this is us.” Sal says with a hint of disappointment in his voice.. but y/n thinks quickly.
“Wait, I have an idea.” They say, reaching into their backpack and pulling out a marker. Without word they take Sal’s hand and write a phone number onto it, smiling brightly as they do so. The whole time, Sal just stares at them in total disbelief that this is happening.. and also because he feels a little queasy from the spinning happening in his stomach right now..
“It’s good to meet you too.”
A/N - and there you have it! I hope you enjoyed reading and thank you SO much for putting in a request. These are genuinely so so fun to make bc I have an unhealthy obsession with the sally face cinematic universe.
Omg.. imagine Pierrot!reader who is really committed to the bit and everyone (Welcome Home Characters) have been trying to get them smile, and when they finally do smile at a joke, they quickly apologize and go back to their sad looking face
Pierrot!Reader: Oh my! I am deeply sorry dear, give me a moment to go back in character.
You can make them yandere's or nah, I won't mind at all! ^^ I love your writings in all of their available flavors! <33
Today I learned what a Pierrot is! Also, autocorrect kept capitalizing the "p" in Pierrot so I guess that's how it's supposed to be spelled. Not relevant but I thought it was interesting!
Wally, Julie, Sally and Barnaby & Pierrot reader
Wally
★ When alone, he spends time thinking about your dedication to the Pierrot persona. Talking to the other neighbors about it. "Why do you think they stick to the sad clown act?" he asked them, hoping someone might have an answer. They don't get it but if it makes you happy, then what's the harm?
★ Wally occasionally leaves small, thoughtful gifts for you, such as a flower or a handmade trinket. A painting of you, perhaps? He hopes these acts of service will show you that he cares and that it’s okay to be happy sometimes.
★ The first time you smiled in front of him was unexpected, he wasn't trying to get you to smile. The two of you were just sharing stories of how your respective days went. Wally said "and then Barnaby remembered he could reach the top shelf." Then you laughed! Although it was a brief moment, it caught him off guard.
★ You caught yourself and apologized for breaking character. He tried not to make a big deal about it. If you ask him to keep this between the two of you, he won't tell a soul.
Juile
★ After first meeting, she bombards you with questions, trying to find the reason for your sad facade. "Why do you always look so sad? Isn't it tiring?" she asks, genuinely confused by your commitment. She sees it as a challenge to make you smile!
★ Julie never gives up on trying to make you smile. She enjoys the challenge and is always coming up with new ways to bring a bit of joy into your life. Don't get it wrong, she likes your company, even if she doesn’t fully understand why you stay so committed to the sad clown act.
★ The day you finally slipped and let a smile out at one of her antics, she began to cheer and jump up and down. Rest assured she will treasure this moment! "You smiled! I knew you could do it!" Frank is going to hear all about this latter!
Sally
★ Sally admires the dedication to your character but believes everyone deserves to have a bit of happiness in their act. You have a lot of grey in your outfits, why not try a nice pink instead? it'll help you stand out on stage! She creates elaborate acts/plays for the two of you with the hope of coaxing a smile out of you.
★ In all honesty, she is a little jealous about your ability to keep up the act. You manage to stay in character so flawlessly, someday she'll be able to pull of such a convincing performance, just like you!
★ The day you break into a smile because of one of her acts, she has a :0 look on her face and is too stunned to say anything. Only for you to quickly apologize and revert to your solemn demeanor. Oh well, a win is a win!
Barnaby
★ He is genuinely curios about your Pierrot persona. He thinks your commitment to the bit is admirable and tries to understand how it makes you happy. He's constantly making silly faces at you, hoping to see a crack in your sad facade.
★ He also enjoys having more mature conversations with you. He asks questions and pays close attention to your answers, hoping to learn more about you beyond the Pierrot persona. "No offence, but why do you stick to the sad clown act when your happy?"
★ Barnaby takes it upon himself to balance out your sad act! He tells you a series of terrible, corny jokes, determined to get you to smile. When he finally succeeds, your immediate apology and return to a sad face leave him both amused and confused.
