#weird SAL

[froggie-robbie]

@/vv3spa's alfie and salfie clone high ocs that i drew !!!! i love them so much they are so cool aauauuswwasjdjs

[milfweirdal]

here's a weird sal fancam that i started making because i thought itd be funny but then it became unironic half way through

[averycutesalamander]

AHHH 11! 11! 11!

decided to combine these into one :)

11: Telling them a dumb joke just to see them smile

22: Listening to them while they vent

“And I’m guessin’ he didn’t apologize?” Boothill drawls, working his jaw.

“Of fucking course he didn’t!” you huff, gesticulating wildly. “He acted like I was the one inconveniencing him – like it wasn't his dog that was off-leash and fucking tackling people!”

“Bastard better be glad it didn't hurt ya,” he mutters darkly, “or I'd need to introduce him to my gun.”

You slump down into yourself, pressing your face into your hands and making a frustrated noise, long and loud. He places a comforting hand on your back, tracing slow, gentle circles to soothe you. Finally, you settle, sighing wearily.

“More trouble than it's worth,” you mumble, rubbing at your temples. “I just need to stop thinking about it. There's really nothing else to be done right now.”

Well, if it were up to him, he'd knock on the guy's door and deck him for being a moron, but you never like it when he tries to resolve minor disputes like this with his fists, so he'll let it go – for your sake.

He hums in acknowledgement, examining you for a long moment as silence descends between you. Your shoulders are still tense, and he can hear that your heart rate is still a bit faster than usual, so you're clearly still thinking about it…

Maybe he can give you a hand.

“What's the difference between a piano, a tuna, and a pot of glue?” he suddenly asks, utterly nonchalant.

You go still under his touch, and when you look up from your hands, your expression is completely baffled. “...Is this another one of your weird fucking anecdotes?”

“I ain't tellin’,” he says, a small note of smugness in his voice. “C'mon, guess!”

You scrunch your brows in thought. “Uh… Something about tuning a piano?”

He smirks. “Close. You can tuna piano, but ya can't piano a tuna.”

You snicker, and his heart swells at the sight of your smile. Then, you raise a brow expectantly. “What about the glue?”

His grin widens as he waggles one finger at you. “Ah, I knew you'd get stuck there.”

He watches in open delight as you pause, then burst into laughter, shaking your head and rolling your eyes in playful exasperation. “That's so stupid.”

He shrugs, unbothered. “It made ya laugh, so it did its job.”

You finally straighten your posture, eyeing him fondly for a moment, a little smile on your face. “You're too sweet,” you mumble, a gentle sort of warmth in your eyes.

He leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Only for you, angel.”

(He'll never get tired of that expression on your face – that look of complete and utter adoration, something quieter than awe but somehow just as grand. He's sure he looks just the same.)

“Hm… What's–” you suddenly snicker, biting your lip in a fruitless effort to keep yourself together. “What's the difference between a garbanzo bean and a chickpea?”

He tilts his head quizzically. “They're the same thing, ain't they?”

“Nope,” you say, broken up by laughter. “I wouldn't pay ten thousand credits to have a garbanzo bean on my face.”

He blinks at you cluelessly for a moment, the gears in his brain churning. Your smile widens even further as you watch his expression shift. In thought, he murmurs, “A chickpea on your…”

The joke hits him all at once, and he bursts into laughter, wild and hearty.

“That's awful!” he laughs, pressing one hand to his face as you snicker.

“It made you laugh,” you sing, bumping his shoulder with yours.

(God, he loves you.)

“Alright, alright,” he chuckles, then clears his throat in a futile attempt to compose himself. “So, a cat and a dog were leadin’ a caravan a’ pioneers…”

On and on and on it goes, until the memory of your irritation fades into oblivion and laughter rushes in to fill the gaps.

(He loves your smile too much to let you stay angry for long, after all.)

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[shaadowmilkcookie]

skill issue? skull issue!

if tumblr compresses it... pls open it for better quality o|-< sobsob

[porcelanitaa]

I'm so fucking mad. Why when girls like dark and morally questionable characters people assume they're trying to be edgy and not like the other girls? Stfu and let girls live.

[salty-an-disco]

omg, it's gary and princess princess from hit game saly hte princese

[mesopelagos]

played pmd:eos and lets be so for real. no one including myself is surprised at who i formed an attachment to.

[leashybebes]

wip wednesday

tagged by @bidisasterevankinard 😘

"You can come home with me," Sal offers. "I already talked to Gina. Spare room's on the ground floor anyway."

"You don't have to do that," Tommy tells him.

"Yeah? You gonna let me call Buckley?"

"We broke up, Sal."

Sal's jaw shifts in a way that shows exactly what he thinks of that. "You gonna move back to Tacoma and live with your old man?"

"Fuck off, man, you can't say that to me, it'll finish me off."

Sal doesn't laugh. "I'm not seeing a whole lotta options here, Tommy. You wanna live in the rehab centre for the next - for however long it takes?"

Embarrassingly, Tommy feels his eyes start to swim with tears. Emotional lability, he tells himself. To be expected. Not going crazy.

Wordlessly, Sal hands him a tissue from the box by the bed. He knows that Sal's not shit-talking him because Sal's a different person now, same as Tommy. But for a second it feels like kid gloves, and he feels a flash of hot anger. Mood swings, he tells himself. To be expected. Not going crazy.

"Christ," he grumbles. "Yeah. Okay. Thanks, man."

"Don't thank me yet. Gi's already working out a schedule. You'll learn how to do shit for yourself just to get her off your back."

tags belatedly added below - let me know if you want in (or out)

@silversky9 and @typicalopposite belatedly tagging you in this lil snippet, sorry for forgetting!

[mdpaws]

🎸 ⸻ wish i could call you today, just to hear a voice..

[carehounds]

Huhuhuhhahha

[cowbrain]

Cutie Pox Chronicles fanart! seriously one of my fav infection aus @casually-salad has such a fantastic art style and the characters are *chefs kiss* and the story is so INTERESTING and also. it contains. little yougurt and ruby pinch (bottom right)

i forced myself to doodle everything in (no sketches! just linework!!) to try and make a better composition than nothing at all. i just kinda picked and chose some of my fav characters/designs which was HARD bc i love everyone

[vv3spa]

various very old als (and a sal)

[yippeey]

fuck society i want to listen to the Sally Face OST from the first episode to the last

[astral-schools]

(linear) time & (empty) space

[stereorebel]

the silliest

[salty-an-disco]

do you ever think about Wraith a bit too much, and how tragic her character is and get incredibly fucking sad