#sally face

[jumexju]

what the frick i never thought i was gonna witness another zack liker… angels of death is so underrated

they've been arguing about who fucks better between goku and dio brando for the past thirty minutes and curly has been forced to sit and listen to these weirdos bicker the entire time

[abominableshark]

I had no choice.

[l0nelyappariti0n]

When worlds collide,,,

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I love sally face(((((

[cr1ngechan1983]

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‘ S/o with History of Self Harm’

TRIGGER WARNING 

I’m really enjoying these imagines so far!! if this is too uncomforting for u I totally understand, but if not, how would the gang handle an s/o that’s secretly had a history of self harm, & catches them hurting themself? thank u if u do this!!

I’m not uncomfortable with it, no. I’ve had trouble with this ask though cause every time I wrote it something kept happening to it. Sensitive topics below the cut! Since I had so much trouble with this ask and have written it like 3 times, I’m only doing the main 4 . I’ll do the others if I’m asked

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Reverse AU ✨

[hearts4werka]

SECRETS OF THE UNDEAD SHADOWS

“Get fucked, you bitch! I ain’t gonna do shit!“

A new series in which... you and your mother move to an apartment complex for a new beginning after a traumatic event happened in your home town and as soon as you arrive, you have a strange feeling about the place right away, you meet interesting friends and gather a ghost hunting friend group along the way and investigate the origins of all the infamous murders and crimes of ‘Veronica’s Strange Apartments’ in the town of Boston, Massachusetts. Year 1998

This series will contain… a lot of sensitive & dark topics, including paranormal activity and sexual content, mentions of a traumatic past & uncovering a truly fucked up murder investigation, please be aware of what you’re consuming on the internet!

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! English is not my first language !

- CHAPTER TWO - Strangers Next Door…

The Past - year 1998

A sudden loud thud could be heard coming from the other side of the wall and next door which immediately shocks me awake, rising from my bed into a sitting position and looking around the room cautiously as there is a possible possibility that someone could have broke into my apartment, my breath quickens intensely as my eyes scan the room before they land down on Chris who seemed to slowly be waking himself from the loud noise. “Chris, are you awake?” I call out quietly as I hear him as well sit up and his eyes find mine, the same amount of horror hiding behind them as mine. “Well, am now. And what the actual fuck was that?” “I’m trying to figure out the same thing!” I whisper-shout, feeling a cold shiver run down my spine at the horrible scenarios creating in my mind like pop-rock candy pop in your mouth whenever you place them on your tongue, being all so sudden and hard to comprehend all at the same time. “Wanna go check it out?” He asks and I glance at him as if he just cussed out my whole bloodline, “Fuck no! That’s literally the main reason why people in horror movies die first, they go towards the shit when they should be running away!” I once again whisper-shout but now at him, he rolls his eyes and get out from under his covers, not paying any mind to his messy sleeping area left behind “Fine, have fun being alone in a dark room then because I’m going.” He states and starts walking toward my room door and I hesitantly follow behind, not wanting him to go alone, he creaks the door open to check if the coast is clear, when we’re sure it is. We sneak out of my room and slip out from my apartment through the main exit door to investigate the sound further.

We peak from behind my apartment door to check what’s happening next door and our ears get suddenly assaulted by a bloody scream of a woman, I didn’t really know who could have possibly lived there since I haven’t really socialized with all of the other tenants in the apartment complex but a scream being filled with this much horror couldn’t spike anyone’s interest to help even if they don’t know the person, we both cover our ears through the duration of the bloody high-pitch scream since we were pretty close to the source of it. Suddenly, as we observe the closed neighbors apartment door and start to plan on stepping further to investigate, a woman who looks around but over the age of thirty was pushed out of the apartment, covered in blood alongside a weird mysterious liquid we could not identify as anything we’ve seen before as she holds her stomach and seems to be also holding her head to stay in place, as if it has been not fully decapitated and her still managing to stay alive somehow with such dangerous and harsh injuries, “Do you hear that?” I whisper as quiet as I can so she doesn’t catch onto our presence in the hallway, “Hear what?” “What she’s saying.” My ears quick up a soft chant coming from past her lips, quietly chanting “Let me die, please, Tagmonnan, I can’t take this torture anymore” which sends a cold shiver down my spine, Chris doesn’t seem to really pick up on the chant but I whisper the words into his ear and his reaction is the same as mine, concerned and freaked out. I softly jump as a harsh hand is suddenly lied on my shoulder, a worried whisper hitting both of our ears. “The fuck is happening here? And what are you doing here, Chris?” Both of us immediately turn our heads around to see who the mysterious person could be behind the voice and to my surprise, my eyes met the one brother I still haven’t had the chance to meet, Matthew, from what I could make out from the harsh shadows casted over my clouded vision I noticed a few piercings adoring his face with similar and almost identical features and structure to Chris & Nick’s but still had a unique twist to it, making it look different despite the similarity between the three brothers.

His barely visible black fluffy hair I could harshly make out the outline of fell over his forehead in a messy way, looking like he’s just woke up in the dark pajamas he was wearing. When he opens his mouth to talk again Chris just pulls him down next to him to hide Matt from any possible glimpse the woman could get of our presence, when he opens his mouth to ask for an explanation for all of this we quickly shush him and tell him to stay quiet with our pointer finger being pressed against the middle of our lips, he immediately stays quiet and joins us on lurking at the woman who keeps chanting under her breath and for some reason, I feel a cold pair of hands push down on my shoulders as if to shove me to the floor, I look at the guys and see their hands nowhere near my body which makes me freak out ever more than I already was, attempting to grab at the hands and push them off but I felt nothing on my shoulders but the constant weight on them stayed until I fell to the cold ground with a soft quiet thud. My breathing becomes labored as the cold hands finally leave my shoulders, the weight being lifted off them at the same time which makes me sigh in relief, my eyes look up to see the both of the guys strangely looking at me as I stay on the floor, “Viv, are you good? Why are you on the floor?” Chris asks concerned as he extends his hand to help me get up from the floor, Matt gives me a simple worried look as I get up from the floor. “I.. I don’t know actually, I’ll explain later. Now let’s focus on the task at hand.” I answer softly, feeling slightly dazed as I feel a small cold pain spread across my back, a similar feeling to the hands on my shoulders from earlier.

By the time we look back at the strange woman, she’s now gone but a bloody trail was left behind that drags through the length of the rest of the hall, all of us glance between each other with horror spreading across our faces at the horrifying sigh. “We’re way over our heads right now, we should probably go back to our apartments now and tell our parents.” Matt suggests, his voice raising to a more audible state and ready to get the actual fuck out of here, Chris seems to consider his words and nods his head positively but I show a disagreed facial expression and shake my head negatively. “We can’t tell them cause they would want to go to the police, and I know I haven’t been long here in this town but it seems we would have to handle this on our own. I don’t think a random powerful demon would come here overnight, this looks like it’s been happening for longer now and who knows if the government isnt in on all of this?” I state, attempting to prove a point that if we let anyone else know what we’re up to and that we are investigating all these strange mysterious crimes happening in the walls we sleep in each night could get us in some serious trouble, “Yeah, I kinda get where Viv is coming from. We should leave this under the covers for now,” Chris agrees, Matt also starting to consider my words and nods his head. “Okay, well I think we should go to sleep now.. I’m pretty tired y’know?” Matt adds his own word, letting out a sleepy yawn and running a lazy hand through this messy hair. “What do we think about… a sleepover?” I suggest cheerfully to lighten up the tense air surrounding us and they both nod their head and we quietly enter my apartment and retreat to my room, seeing the mess me and Chris have left behind in the still oddly empty room.

I grab some pillows and blankets from one of the boxes laying around inside of my room and create another sleeping area for Matt next to Chris’s on the floor since there isn’t much furniture inside of here, we settle down in our spots and continue to sit there and give our opinions on what possibly could have been a sensible explanation for the strange woman being attacked next door, or maybe she did it to herself? “I honestly think she did that to herself because of the chats she was saying like she was saying she wanted to die and mentioned a demon name, that’s not normal human behavior.” I conclude whatever I heard on the topic if she either did it to herself or it was done to her. When the room goes silent for a minute, Matt decides it’s his turn to voice his opinion further. “Well, I’m positive that bitch was fucking insane.” A soft chuckle is earned me and Chris, Matt joining in soon after as we nod our heads in agreement. “Yeah, obviously! She was probably possessed by that demon she was calling out to since there isn’t much evidence and just our eye witnesses, and maybe someone else who surely had to hear the loud ass noises she was makin’. “ Chris says, seeming to still be shaken up by the situation with Me and Matt both included, we started to create a plan on how we would start investigating the matter and possibly look deeper into the crime history of this building since who knows what could the landlord be hiding inside of their building. “We need a plan on how we’re gonna sneak into that room without anyone seeing us, are y’all down?” Both of them agree in unison to start mapping out a full-proof investigation, since I haven’t made any enemies with any of the other tenants and since I was new to the apartments, I would go on a hunt around the apartments tomorrow to possibly figure out something else from the people who have been living here longer than me, obviously, and besides I was happy to meet new people and find our other information that could maybe come in handy in the future of this investigation.

“Since we’re going to have Viv now occupy some of the neighbors, me and Matt could sneak into the crazy lady’s apartment next to yours, I’ve got walkie talkies back in my room so we can use that for communication but we kinda would have to stay in the same range so the signal doesn’t cut off.” Chris adds, his eyes roaming the room as if he wanted to find something as a sudden cold breeze waves over our exposed skin, my window certainly wasnt opened and I’ve read into this in the past on my moms work computer back at our old place that this could mean a possible entity or ghost was passing by us, maybe it could be the demon or something worse? I decided not to overthink it as it seemed to be the smallest issue right now and went back to the plan at hand. “I’m fine with that,” I state and we look over to Matt for his response to the plan, “Yeah me too, you guys really got me into this shit so it’s okay with me, was wanting to go into that room ever since I saw you guys outside peakin’ at it since I got woken up by that loud ass noise.” Matt states and rubs his sleepy eyes, everyone’s faces were shadowed with tiredness from all of these events coming to sit as a weight on our back and be our responsibility now to keep the other tenants save from whatever is happening here, we just know one thing that we cannot tell not let anyone in on this who we don’t trust, visible theories rise in my mind as I start analyzing Matt’s words carefully. “Since you heard that noise, there could be a possibility that we might have not been the only ones who woke up to the noise,” I speak the most vivid thought that was swirling around in my mind alongside other theories, some seeming also ridiculous as well as reasonable at the same time but I couldn’t determine which ones were and which ones weren’t with the constant feeling of pressure on my back. “That just makes this whole thing go deeper and deeper, and currently I’m not awake enough to be brainstorming this any longer now, can we talk more about this in the morning?” We seem to come to one agreement after Chris’s statement, tomorrow we’ll wake up early in the morning and discuss this forth we as all of us look like we’re going to pass out any time soon, laying our heads down on our pillows and throwing on whatever each one of us had for warmth over our bodies and slowly started to doze off, though it seemed like me and Matt had different plans.

After it was obvious that Chris went to sleep, his soft snores proving our point, I hear someone call out my name in a quiet whisper. “Pssst, Viv, you still awake?” My eyes involuntarily open as I realize it thankfully wasnt any demon but rather Matt speaking from a small distance while still lying down in his sleeping area, “Yeah, cant really sleep, I’m assuming you too?” “Yup, it seems like so, but wanna talk more about this plan? I still have so many questions in my mind it feels like it’s going to burst with how many there are.” I chuckle softly at his words, agreeing and that I also had roaming questions left inside of my mind and with that all said, we went on to talk and elaborate further on the plan for almost an hour, shared some laughs and got to know each other a little better and found out that we share a lot of the same interests like me and Chris do, he also let me in on a little secret he had which was a secret crush on a girl in his class as he was thinking about asking her out on a date but she was the complete opposite of him and they didn’t share much in common but that is what pulled Matt in the most, as from what he said and what I could decipher from the infatuated words he shared about her, it warmed my heart how fast he trusted me with this information and told me about all of the emotions he was feeling towards her. Soon we got tired enough that we soon fell asleep into deep slumber, going into the same sleeping state as Chris currently was in, sleeping completely silently and peacefully.

The Present - year 2007

I squeeze and clutch the purple crystal close to my chest, my eyes involuntarily shutting closed as I transfer from the black void into the real world after I’ve heard someone call out my name, appearing inside of an old tree house where all of my old belongings are along with myself, when I open my eyes after I feel like I can, to my surprise I see Chris’s older brother Justin who looks shocked and terrified. When I feel I have a chance to finally talk to someone who knows where the triplets could possibly be located right now, “Justin?— Please listen to me right now, you’re my last chance to actually make things right! The shit we got into is much deeper than we ever thought!” I exclaim desperately, hoping he will listen to what I have to say, he only looks at me and starts to raise his voice until it turns into a scream, seeming like his brain just couldn’t comprehend what was happening and was resorting to react with fear and irrational thoughts. “Wha- who the fuck are you? G-get away from me!” He shouts as he backs away, inching closer to the opened trap door which is the exit leading down to an almost guaranteed death, my hands raise in a desperate gesture to attempt at trying to calm him down, my tone of voice, twisting with each panicked word coming out of my mouth.

“Justin, calm down man. You’re going to give yourself a heart attack if you keep freaking out, look, you need to get the guys here, this is my only chance before I end up in the void room and they need my help!” I quickly spit out a small explanation, just praying he does not fall down that trap door, “I don’t even know you, ..ghost-lady thing! I’m probably on some heavy shit right now and don’t realize it, and what makes you think I will help you with whatever witch bullshit—“ before he could step any closer to the opened hatch I close it just in time and roll my eyes at his frustrating comments, we’ve never actually had a chance to meet each other in person but I’ve seen him around the apartments whenever he would stop by the weekends to visit his family for ‘financial support’ as Chris told me in the past, I miss them. “Just stop being so frustrating to work with and cooperate with me for gods sake, this could get you and all of the other tenants inside of the apartments murdered if you don’t.” I reveal a small detail to possibly get him to get scared and listen, I’ve already achieved him shitting his pants but I can’t follow him around and write him small letters that he would just throw out and ignore, my soul is tied to the place I’ve died at and everyone’s soul is that way, thats an explanation to why the apartments can be so long as some of the ghosts havent passed on from the rooms they were murdered at.

“Why would I believe whatever a ghost in my mind is saying?” He says defensively, still believing that he could just possibly might be high on whatever drugs right now which just makes me more frustrated but I remain calm as that is the key to make him listen to me, it’s seriously my only wish for the possible last moments before the crystals magic fades and I wouldn’t be able to transport into the real world and could be stuck in the void room for all of eternity. “Oh my fucking god, you’re not on any goddamn drugs! For gods sake, listen! You need to get the guys here before the crystals magic fades or I won’t be able to help them if I’m gone in the void room and we need to work together in order to stop this! I’m not going to fucking repeat myself again.” I urgently demand, fed up with all of his bullshit and he seems to be silenced from my words and shutting his mouth from any bitchy remark he wanted to make, finally he shut his mouth willingly. “Okay okay, calm the fuck down, ghost-lady. I’ll see what I can do.” He states in an almost annoyed tone, as if he has a reason to be annoyed right now. No wonder he and Chris never got along with each other even after all of these years, I huff and wait for him to do something but he just stands there awkwardly and kicking air with his foot, “I would prefer if you did something right now, there’s not much time left!” I exclaim in a calmer way this time with slight hopes he will actually do something than just getting my hopes up, he rolls his eyes and sighs before turning around and opening the hatch to exit the tree house, I quickly notice a small smirk playing on his lips as he climbs down and then yells while laughing like some kind of villain. “Get fucked, you bitch! I ain’t gonna do shit!” My blood boils as the words hit my ears, feeling the crystals magic slowly fading away alongside myself. I curse softly underneath my breath as my form slowly becomes more unrecognizable until I end up in the last place I would want to be in, the void room.

— 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄���𝐀𝐃 📝 : hii everyone and this is the next chapter of this new series! This is coming out a bit later than it was supposed to because I’ve gotten pretty sick lately and I’m feeling like complete shit rn but I’ll be fine so dw guys, I’m so happy to be writing this series as it really brings me joy to see you guys enjoy it as much as I do!

Ofc creds and thanks to the lovely @/colorthecosmos444 for letting me use emo!matt in this series, it’s such an honor 💗

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[phanyaoi]

i know teen nerd dan would go batshit insane over sally face

[codybees]

Bangs Larry hallo

[kn-1013]

see, i like the travis age regressor headcannon a lot, but people turn sal way too much into the world's most perfect caregiver, when i know damn well that guy can barely take care of himself, and would probably be taking care of travis to distract himself from his own problems. on top of that, due to the considerable amount of neglect that henry gave him particularly before nockfell, there's probably a significant amount of things that sal can technically do, but he's doing them wrong because nobody was there to teach him how to do them.

for example, things like: using too much detergent in the washing machine or washing whites with colors, throwing pizzas into the oven directly onto the pizza rack instead of on something more stable, chopping vegetables incorrectly or unsafely, using dish soap instead of shampoo, using metal mixing bowls or oven pans on the stove instead of proper pots and pans if none of the dishes are clean, even reusing somewhat dirty dishes at times, repairing clothes with incredibly janky sewing, wearing dirty clothes repeatedly, not taking proper care of cuts/bruises because he doesn't really know how, etc.

i think it'd provide a really interesting dynamic for the two of them if travis did know how to do these things properly, because despite his father being abusive, he still needs his kids to know how to take care of themselves somewhat. they all know how to cook, how to sew, how to operate the washing machine properly, how to take care of cuts/bruises, etc. this is not only more realistic to sal's life experiences and realistic to travis's probable experiences, it also provides a much more give and take kind of relationship between the two, where travis has to help sal take care of himself properly just as much as sal is taking care of him when he needs to regress.

it's also really funny to imagine travis deep in the throes of age regression, but immediately snaps the fuck out of it when he sees sal using a metal mixing bowl to make them both mac n cheese for lunch and he has to ask his babysitter what the actual fuck he's doing, or travis feeling a bit disconcerted at the fact that the fishers are currently using dish soap to wash themselves. ("so THAT'S why his hair is that weird texture...")

idk some food for thought on the travis agere headcannon.

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