#anon sal

[fossys]

"system members arent actually different ppl!" okay maybe for you but. two ppl can be in our front eating the exact same thing that tastes the exact same way and one of them will love it and the other will hate it. bcs for us, we r different people.

#-anon #this wasnt meant to be as angry but then i saw smth that set me off #-sal #-bookburner #<the two people im talking about #also apparently sal likes cream cheese #good to know bcs like. no one else here does- #esp including bookburner LMFAO #system #sysblr #plural #plurality #system things #headmates

[xviiint]

day 1 of me asking you to stop being a sallarry shipper

I hear and obey, master 🙏🙏🙏

#sally face #larry johnson #sal fisher #sallarry #they are soulmates #but not anymore #cuz of anon on tumblr

[elliesbelle]

Since reading ncty literally NO OTHER FIC COMPARES TO IT! I love it so much but now my standards are really high :´)

Belle sweetie I think you already suggested some other fits buuuut…do you know any other series (need something long) that’s also Ellie or Abby x reader that you liked and would suggest? Trusting only you with recs

haha well, i'm gonna plug the works of my mutuals again then!

@lonelyfooryouonly has PLENTY of amazing ellie series that are long and got a lot to read! (can't even choose a fave between them honestly)

@seattlesellie's not about love will have you crying and screaming and screaming with the s all at the same time! i still go back to it every now and again.

i'm not kidding when i say that @carmellie's see you next summer is everything to me. one time, carm released a chapter while i was at work, and i legit excused myself to the bathroom and didn't leave until i finished reading it!!!!

my wonderful love @totheblood has several series as well, superposition being one of my all-time faves (literally was already obsessed with the series before i even started publishing on here and before star and i were even friends)!

@callmelola111 has a bunch of ellie series, one of my faves is color me purple! i love flirty tension ugh

@s-4pphics has a BUNCH of ellie and abby series, literally just go through my sal love's page and you'll find so much content fr

@spaceshipellie's we were never just friends had me screaming and crying on the bus ride home, it was so so SO good

@glowstickfracture doesn't have a whole abby series perse, BUT they have so much amazing and sexy firefighter/fire medic!abby content that it's basically its own series!

sorority secrets by @cinnnamongrl was just so bellisimo chef's kiss, i did naught want it to end

my babes @phantombriide has a shit ton of smaus that are so immersive and they feel like reading a full blown series fr (and she has a new one coming out soon that i helped with so 😘)

@elliespeach's the air that i breathe isn't done yet, but it's everything to me and i'm at the edge of my seat waiting for the next chapter!

my love my life @cherriesxinthespring's seattle grace hospital is the reason i breathe, rose hasn't finished it yet but idc cause it's just so good

@coeurify's perfect girl is one of the very first elie fics i ever read and rinie is such a talented writer that you should just read everything they've written regardless

this isn't a complete list and i need to get back to what i'm doing skldfjdskls (i'm compiling this during a break from cleaning my apartment), but that's a start!

you can also check out the other list of fave ellie fics i made of my mutual's works too here.

#SORRY IF WE'RE MUTUALS AND I MISSED YOU #i can make a better list later if i remember skljfdssfldkj #looney ♡︎ #angel ♡︎ #carm ♡︎ #star ♡ #lola ♡︎ #sal ♡ #erin ♡︎ #lee ♡︎ #mi ♡ #ang ♡︎ #emmy ♡ #rose ♡︎ #rinie ♡︎ #anon #belle answers

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

I noticed that you don't get many reqs for Sally face sooooo... getting high w/ sal?

always feel free to ignore if you're uncomfortable with writing it!

-🦇anon

Omg i love this prompt....

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Thank you so much for requesting!!

Getting high with Sal

Because you were coming over tonight, Sal wanted to try something extra special

It would just be the two of you, no dad, no Larry, no Lisa, no Gizmo

....well, maybe Gizmo

And he wants to see if you two share the same connection subconsciously that you do consciously

So he begs Larry for a joint, and Larry only gives it to him on the promise Sal tells him everything that happens

You were informed of the plan, of course

So as you take the ride up the elevator to Sal's apartment, you can't contain your excitement

Everyone else is spending the night at Lisa's apartment, so when you knock on the door, it is Sal who answers, sharing the same excitement you do

You see his eyes crinkle up in excitement as he hurriedly invites you in

The two of you sit on the couch, sharing a moment of awkward silence

"So...." You mutter

"Sooo..." He copies

"Do you think we should do it in here or in your room?" You ask, worried that you might get caught

Sal thinks for a moment, before looking over to his bedroom door "In there. Dad might come back for something and we'll at least have a chance to look innocent there"

You nod and take his hand, heading over to his bedroom together

Once you get in, he begins setting up a movie for you two to watch

You flop onto his bed, breathing in the scent left on his blankets

"What'chu sniffing my bed for? Weirdo." He teases

You flip him off in response, before sitting up and grabbing the joint off his nightstand and lighting it

You take an experimental hit, coughing at the burning in your throat

Sal laughs and takes it from you, taking a hit under his prosthetic

The smoke comes out through the eye holes, making his eyes water

It is now your turn to laugh, you lean back and tilt your head "Do you wanna take it off?"

He goes quiet for a second, then shakes his head "It's fine, I'll manage"

The rest of the night is spent taking turns with the joint, and eventually it is snuffed out and tossed to the side

You are both thoroughly zonked now, Sal is laying on your chest and you have an arm around him, drawing shapes onto his back

If you are the talkative type, Sal will listen to all you have to say quietly

And if you get quiet like him, you will sit in comfortable silence, occasionally getting up to go get snacks

Well, most of the time he's quiet

Sometimes he'll shoot up, making you look at him worriedly before mumbling something about how gravity almost took him

And you will be there to drag him back down to your chest and kiss his head, telling him that you'll protect him from gravity <3

#🦇anon #sally face x y/n #sally face x you #sally face x reader #sally face #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher x y/n #sal fisher x you

[asheanon]

Off and on, as the Ashe body has allowed, I've been working on some shenanigans. One of these said shenanigans reminds me that I really need to draw some new pieces with Sal and her telescope. 🔭🌌

Which... Also reminds me of these older KH fanfic pieces that I still adore. 💙

#and now for something completely different 🏃‍♂️ #🌠 Ashe Anon | Art 🎨 #Sal 🌌🎹 #inspiration 🌈 #filling the void 🌌 #with #some more oldies #oldies featuring the KH gang and whatnot #Life has felt so “dark” lately... #but looking back at some of these is a comfort #in a way #visually #the “light in the dark” thing is happening #of course #but I remember the stories tied to them #and how they were of a similar theme too #💙🌠 #tag train incoming...! #🚂 #kingdom hearts #kh #khux #lauriam #strelitzia #oc #💨

[killemwithkawaii]

It’s 10 am, I haven’t slept, and I can’t stop thinking about what Sal and Larry’s favorite pizza would be. I think my obsession with this game has gone too far lmao

>sdlfjka welcome to the club anon! The obsession is Real but we like it that way UwU 👌👌👌

>I hc that Sal is one of those people that is capable of eating just about any food that he's served (strong stomach, high pain/discomfort tolerance, lived off hospital food for years, will inconvenience himself and lie through however many teeth he's got to spare the feelings of others), but he prefers mild flavors and soft textures. He'll eat whatever pizza you get (as long as it appears edible), but is a basic 'pepperoni/ plain cheese' bitch at heart.

>Larry, on the other hand, canonically has a weak stomach and grew up eating his moms home-cooked meals. So, I think he's a little picky with his toppings, but won't shy away from some complex combos if they appeal to him. I could see him demolishing a large meat-lovers with extra cheese by himself (especially if he's been taking bong rips between slices), but he'll audibly gag and refuse to touch the entire pie if he finds one(1) olive on there. (The 'contaminated' pizza would then be pawned off on Sal or Chug, because Lisa would kill him if she ever found out he wasted that much food.)

#k.e.w.k. answers #sally face #sally face headcanons #sal fisher #larry johnson #sal fisher headcanons #larry johnson headcanons #tw unsanitary #tw drug use #your hcs (whatever they are) are as valid as mine anon #just wanted to contribute if you were still pondering~ 🍕

[butmakeitgayblog]

How is my favorite ball of floof, Sal?

I was just writing him today while waiting in the doctor's office 👀 he's good, he's good. Living his best life. Meeting one of his soon to be bestest friends ever

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The door swung up open before she could even finish her third knock. 

Clarke felt all the air escape right out of her lungs.

Because framed in the picturesque doorway was - possibly, potentially, easily debatable once her brain would start working again - one of the most beautiful women Clarke had ever seen in her thirty nine years of life. 

Just… not the one she'd expected. 

“Can I help you?”

Clarke blinked back at the rounded, deep amber eyes that stared at her in gentle questioning. Blinked at the sight of a messy curled bob of black hair that fell carelessly across the elegant line of petite shoulders. Dark brown skin looked almost velvety in the shadowed threshold between inside and out, and Clarke physically swayed foward on her toes just to catch a stronger whiff of her floral perfume. 

Mentally rolling her tongue back up into her skull, Clarke recovered enough to lean a sharp hook at the waist toward the left, just far enough to take another glance at the house number tacked on the side. 

‘Hm… Yep, I can still read…’

“I uh...” Clarke managed to right herself and actually stammer out loud when whatever celestial being she was gawking at only continued to look at her with serene patience, “Does, uh… Does Lexa live here?”

“Yes?”

Clarke frowned when nothing else came. “O-kay… Is she… Is she here right now?”

“Well I certainly hope so. Otherwise I'm breaking and entering.” White teeth shined in a perfectly aligned row when this riddle-baring goddess's lips bent into a teasing smile. But rather than feeling like the punchline of some joke she was being left out of, the effect of this sweet angel faced woman's charm only made Clarke smile in return. 

Before she could reconfigure the slog of words bumping around in her brain, a clatter of lazy tip-tap tip-taps grew loud enough to jerk Clarke's attention toward a rather large and decidedly hairy nose wedging its way into the exchange. A nose became a muzzle, became a panting white, black, and brown face. One with droopy eyes and even droopier jowls that nudged the door-guardian out of its way.

“Dude, c'mon.” Those ridiculously white teeth flashed in another soul brightening smile as the woman pushed herself away from where she'd been hip-checked into the door, and gave the beast-sized brute of a Saint Bernard a few scratches on the head. “Manners, my guy. What would your mother say about this kind of violence?”

Doleful eyes slid shut in a look of ecstasy at the rake of fingernails through his coat of cowlick laden fur.

A distant echo of muddled footsteps had the beautiful stranger turning, craning around to look behind her into the shadows of the house, which seemed entirely like an open invitation for Clarke to lift up on her toes and chance a peek into the darkeness beyond as well. Nothing gave itself away even as the padding of steps drew closer. Clarke rocked back onto the flat of her feet just before the door widened enough for another face to fit into the bizarre tableau, though it was the one single face that helped Clarke stop feeling like she needed to have an evaluation done of her own sanity. 

“What is the hold up out here— Clarke,” Lexa breathed as a smile lit up her blessedly familiar face. Glasses propped on top of her head and normal school attire button down exchanged for a tight knit Henley, the sudden vision of this entirely different version of Lexa added itself to Clarke's mental catalog of the woman. Lexa slipped past the mountain of a dog, giving it an absent command of ‘Back it up, big man,’ along with a snap and a point at the floor beside her that seemed sufficient enough to have him reversing several feet out of her way. She elbowed past the woman in the doorway to beckon Clarke inward with a wave of her hand. “Sorry, I didn't know it was you. Come in. You're early.”

“Uh, yeah. I hope that's not a problem.” Clarke floundered as she stepped in at the urging, eyes darting between Lexa and the dog who'd sat itself in a flop of limbs at her side, and the stranger now silently watching it all. 

“Not even a little.” The easy cadence of Lexa's words only helped to ease a fraction of Clarke's nerves. “You just said you couldn't make it for another couple hours.” 

Clarke tugged upward at the collar of her sweater that suddenly felt a touch too revealing. “I dropped Madi off with her dad a little early. Much to her numerous complaints.”

The soft tilt of Lexa's lips dipped into a frown. “Everything okay?”

“Of course. Just, getting her to understand that I actually had plans was met with great disdain. It's a theme we've developed, she and I. Ever since she's gotten her license, she doesn't seem to understand the concept that my car is not somehow now her car.”

Lexa's face relaxed into a kind of relieved understanding. “Ah, I see. A driving teenager. I don't envy you.”

“We're braver than the marines,” Clarke said amidst a roll of her eyes. 

In the quiet and fondness of Lexa's smile, Clarke let herself uncoil another fraction of an inch. She returned the soft sweetness of that green-eyed gaze with a herculean effort to not be the first to reach out. She'd pictured this moment more than a few times on the drive over - a few hundred more the previous evening, if she were being honest - but where'd she'd fantasized about just grabbing the woman and kissing her very pretty face off, possibly backing her into a hazy and ill-defined wall to have her way with her the second she would walk in, Clarke found herself rather perplexingly stuck to the spot. Unmoving in the relief of being in Lexa's space again. Unrushed and content to keep sharing smiles like a couple of idiots.

It was only an inelegant ruffle of fur and flapping jowls that broke the moment, followed immediately by a rather wet sounding sneeze prompting Clarke to finally drag her gaze away.

“You have a dog.”

Lexa glanced down at the mountain of black and tan fur at her side and back up. “I told you that I have a dog.”

“Uh, no,” Clarke laughed at that wild understatement and gestured to the device in her hand as though proof enough. “You text me an hour ago, ‘You're not allergic to dogs, right?’ And when I said no, you marked it with a thumbs up.”

Lexa seemed to pause in thought as her teeth worried at the plumped corner of her bottom lip. “... I did do that.”

“You did.”

“Okay, I think I might see where the breakdown in communication happened.”

“Solid work, Professor,” said a voice that drifted from over Lexa's shoulder.

“Your input isn't appreciated,” Lexa said to the startlingly still present but unidentified goddess hovering near the door. Forcing down a rather painful looking swallow as she nudged the glasses more securely up the slope of her nose, Lexa buried the obvious lede in the room and instead gestured to the hulking pile of dog sitting patiently where Lexa had left him. “Right, so I suppose introductions are in order then. Sal. This is Clarke. Clarke, this is my dog Sal. Sal, say hello.”

As if on cue, a giant paw went up in a clumsy mimic of a wave.

Clarke let out a surprised chuckle at the display, waving back on instinct before realizing that she was, in fact, waving at a dog. She let her hand drop. Idiot. “Hey, Sal. He's a… big guy, huh?”

“I'm convinced he's part moose,” Lexa sighed with an affectionate ruffle of Sal's ear. “In my defense, he was not this imposing when I got him.”

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#anon #prof/stu au #teach me #lil sneaky sneak nothing special just a lil big guy Sal

[inkly-heart]

#I have drawn werewolf Damon before but I wanted to draw him again #art replies #ask #anon #houseofoddballs #stalker #damon #sal #rasmus #milla #doodles #br<3ken colors #oc #my art

[anxiou13sami]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ⁱⁿ ᵍᵒᵛᵉʳⁿᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵇᵒʳᵉᵈ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᑫᵘⁱᶜᵏˡʸ⸴ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ʰᵃᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᔆᵃˡˡʸ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ'ˢ ᵍᵃᵐᵉᵖˡᵃʸ⸴ ˢᵒ ᴵ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈʳᵃʷ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ ˢᵏᵉᵗᶜʰᵉˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ᵐⁱⁿᵘᵗᵉˢ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʷᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ⸴ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ⸴ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳᵖⁱᵉᶜᵉˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐᵉ ᴵ ᵈʳᵃʷ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᔆᵃᵐˢᵘⁿᵍ ᴳᵃˡᵃˣʸ ᴬ⁵² ⁵ᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳˢ⸴ ᴹᵃⁿ⸴ ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᔆᵃˡ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᵐᵘᶜʰ⸴ ʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃᵛᵒʳⁱᵗᵉ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳ⸴ ʰᵉ ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ⸴ ᴵ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰⁱᵐ⸴ ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʰʸ ᴵ ᵈʳᵉʷ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵗʸᵖᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵈʳᵃʷⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡᵒˡ⁻(✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾

#sally face #y/n art #y/n #sketches #sal fisher #sally face x reader #idk man #i am cringe but i am free #pls pls pls #like my post #pls help #i love you #help 💀 #🦈 anon #😾 #oh well 🤷‍♀️ #i forgor 💀 #cute art #when i met ya in that summer #delete later maybe #maybe more #cringetober #fem reader #fem y/n #just girly things #self ship #self insert #goth reader #my art <3 #<333

[elliot-needs-sleep]

hi! could you pls write some fluffy hcs for sal fisher seeing male/gn!reader in a skirt? ty !!

Agshafsh this is my favorite ask so far-

Skirts

Fic Type: Headcannons

Character: Sal Fisher

Fandom: Sally Face

Sal is very much a 'where whatever clothing you feel comfortable in'. He wears the same black sweatshirt and maroon pants for like... the whole game, so clothes are definitely a matter of comfort in his opinion.

Sweatpants? Absolutely. Jeans? Sure. Basketball shorts even in the dead of a New Jersey winter? Go for it but don't freeze. A skirt? Oh absolutely, go for it!

His reaction also slightly depends on the length of the skirt. Knee length or higher? He is definitely looking at your legs. Below knee length? He will definitely spin you around just for fun

He is very much the kinda guy to start dancing with you randomly whenever he's bored, and the skirt makes it more fun, because he will spin you just to see the skirt twirl and he finds it entertaining

He thinks skirts are cool and interesting and the fact that you, a non female person, are so comfortable wearing one makes him proud to know you

He will in fact steal your skirts though so beware

There's also so many different types of skirts?? He's partial to circle skirts because of the floof and twirl factor but he thinks it's interesting how many different styles exist

This guy is the best hype man ever, is always giving you compliments and hyping you up

#elliotiswriting #anon asks #sal fisher #sally face headcannons #sal fisher x reader #sally face x reader #sally face #sf headcannons #male reader #gn reader #divider by cafekitsune

[words-etched-in-her-skin]

Just had a funny little thought that popped into my head: how would our ladies react to you casually being naked in their room/home?

And on the flip side, how often do you think the ladies go naked for the day. I feel like Sal, Alcina and Daniella go a day without clothes every once in a while but I’m curious about what you think.

Much love from ropes anon💜

I mean, I think we can all agree that most of them (given they had the time to do so) would take one look at you before throwing you down onto their bed 🤣 Exceptions being Donna with how flustered she was, Bela with how sexual she was actually feeling.. and Miranda.. well, she'd likely throw you a look of utter disgust before calling you a "pathetic little human" and telling you to put some clothes on 😂😂

As for the second part, I feel like Alcina would probably only walk around naked in her own quarters, to not cause the entire castle to go into extreme gay panic 🤣 Sal walks around naked quite often and has no shame on doing so. Daniela would also if she lived alone or with her partner(s). Donna and Bela would be far more reserved about it. And both Cass and Miranda would likely only allow those they deem worthy enough to gaze upon their naked forms 😌

And also, hello! And much love to you! ♥️

#depravity answered #ropes anon #resident evil village #alcina dimitrescu #lady alcina dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #donna beneviento #genderbent sal #mother miranda #this was fun tho #thank you 😂 #re8 headcanons #re8 asks

[carehounds]

tertiary gang hanging around (they deserve all the good vibes 💖)

sleepy day

#tertiary #sal #jay #dandy #art #<- :) #anon #puppetmail #neighborhood au

[lovecolibri]

Well. I started. Stopped. Panicked because I had to decide if I was going to do alternating POV before I could move forward. Started again. Left to eat. Came back. And overall wrote about 1800 words. Here, have some of the unedited mess that is subject to change any time in the next year it will probably take me to finish writing this.

*throws two fic snippet and runs away*

Buck

New Recruit (“Eddie” his brain helpfully supplies before he shoves the thought away, damming his perfect recall memory) is nodding along and Buck turns to glare a bit at Bobby for bringing that up. Bobby just looks at him with a deep (“fatherly” his brain again tries to supply before he shuts it down, harshly) concern that Buck doesn’t quite know what to do with, and shrugs like Buck’s health is more important than Buck getting back on the team.

Buck firmly disagrees. He’d rather go out in a blaze of glory, than sit at home, wasting away to nothing, his only purpose ended before it truly began. He sees Bobby’s eyes narrow slightly as if he’s heard Buck’s thoughts, or maybe just read them in the pleading look on Buck’s face. But just as Bobby’s mouth opens to say something, a hand claps on his shoulder and a firm “Thank you, Cap. I’ve got the chart and the briefing, I think Mr. Buckley and I can take it from here,” echoes through the room.

Buck’s eyes narrow again at the casual use of “Cap” from some newbie, while Bobby’s mouth closes into a firm line. However, Bobby just nods and gives Buck a shoulder squeeze before turning to head out of the med-bay.

He’s stopped short when he opens the door to find a startled Hen and Chim on the other side, clearly having been listening in.

“Dr. Wilson, Dr. Han, those ballons and streamers aren’t going to hang themselves. Back to work!” Bobby says, with a clap of his hands that startles Hen and Chim from trying to see around his shoulders to size up whatever is happening in the med-bay lobby.

Buck tries to stifle a snort at the sight, the (now limp) ballon Chim is still holding, and arm covered in strips of tape making a matching ridiculous picture with the dangling rolls of streamers lining both of Hen’s arms, their chagrined faces looking more like scolded 3rd graders than brilliant scientists with doctorate degrees.

A steady line of heat appears at his side, and he hears a voice in a quiet undertone with a hint of a smile question, “Are they always this nosey?” Buck can’t hold in a small chuckle at the scolding from Bobby following Hen and Chim out of the doorway and down the hall. He replies “Worse, usually,” in the same conspiratorial tone before he glances to the side in time to see a small smile bloom on the face next to him and remembers he’s sworn to hate the man.

*****

2. Eddie

“What the hell do you mean he didn’t clear me?!”

Buck’s voice is too loud and bordering on panic, an accusatory finger pointed in Eddie’s direction. He folds his arms and tries to keep his face impassive, but it’s honestly hard to watch someone’s heart breaking in front of you.

“Buck, breathe, you are not being benched, you’re not being kicked off the team, just take a seat and listen.” Bobby’s voice is soothing, his movements measured like he’s trying to settle a frightened animal. Buck’s eyes are wide and almost unseeing, a look Eddie recognizes from his time overseas, and he feels another little crack inside at how lost this man he barely just met seems. He himself knows all about being lost and looking for a team. A family. Knows all about breaking down and lashing out when it’s taken from you.

Bobby finally corrals Buck to a bench in the locker room, sitting next to him, arm across the young man’s shoulders holding him to his side, as Buck sobs once into the hands over his face.

“But I passed,” Buck says, voice breaking on the word. He looks up with huge, glassy eyes, face open and heartbroken, and Eddie has to grit his teeth and call up all his resolve to not take back his professional, medical opinion. That Buck isn’t ready.

“I passed the physical exam, Bobby! I passed with flying colors, and I even beat the record on the timed course. MY record that set at the academy!”

He’s looking angrier now, pulling away from Bobby’s arm around his shoulder, and hopping up to pace around the small space. Eddie doesn’t miss the skip-step Buck makes on his bad leg when he jumps up too fast and that more than anything steels his resolve.

“Yes, Buck. You passed the physical exam and set a record on the timed course. You were also limping by the time you got home,” Bobby replies and Eddie himself flinches at the hurt look Buck shoots at Bobby.

“Who told you- oh. Maddie,” Buck sighs out, resigned, and Eddie feels an unfamiliar and entirely unexpected twinge of *something* at the name of this mystery woman that clearly is around Buck enough to have monitored his condition and noticed something he’s sure Buck would have tried to hide. He firmly puts that feeling into a box in his mind without inspecting it too closely.

Bobby nods. “Maddie,” and he pats the bench next to him. Buck collapses on it like a puppet with its strings cut.

Buck swallows hard and looks up at Eddie, and Eddie tucks the image of Buck’s tilted chin, bobbing throat, and teary eyes into the same box with the strange feeling.

“Why-“ Buck stops to clear his throat, wipe his eyes and straighten up. “Why didn’t you clear me?” he asks. He looks steadier, like he can hear the answer now without completely losing it, grounded by Bobby’s hand on his shoulder and Eddie aches a little. He puts that feeling in another, different box.

“Well, Buck,” he says, sharp on the “b”, the tone putting some steel back in Buck’s eyes which Eddie feels far more prepared to deal with than the kicked puppy look. “There’s swelling around the incision site, some localized dermatitis, the aforementioned pain after exertion that’s documented in my briefing notes, and I noticed some mild joint pain today during your exam.”

Eddie…Eddie tries not to think back on the exam. The way Buck was so tense at first but slowly relaxed as Eddie maneuvered his limbs, how Buck was so responsive to his commands even if he was a little bratty about it, it all gets frantically shoved into The Box.

Buck has the kicked puppy look again and Eddie sighs internally.

“But-but you said everything looked so good!”

“It does look good Buck. Your injury was not that long ago and overall, you are in incredible condition after the ordeal you suffered.”

“Then why?”

“Because “looking good for the time out from injury” and “looking good enough to get back into hardcore body stress test chambers” are two different things.”

“I-“

Eddie holds up a hand to stop whatever spiel Buck is about to go off on, not the least because he’s afraid Buck just might be able to convince him, if only to stop him from looking so sad.

“I want to work with you in the gym starting tomorrow morning, first thing. We will do pre and post workout check-ups, plus an end of day check-up. Any testing you are involved in will be pre-approved by me, again with pre and post check-ups. If there is any lifting, or strenuous movement during your regular daily activities, I will need to be there to supervise and I will need to supervise any regular exercise regime you do while you’re here.”

Buck is looking more and more angry as Eddie speaks and something loosens in his spine he wasn’t even aware he was tensing, already prepared to battle more begging. The anger was easier, more familiar. Eddie could handle anger.

“So you’re here to be my babysitter?” Buck asks, incredulous and looking between Eddie and Bobby defiantly. “Great. Just great,” and with that, Buck storms out of the locker room.

Eddie looks after him, then back at Bobby. “Sorry, sir. I wasn’t sure what else to do with him that wouldn’t require totally benching him from the project.”

Bobby lets out a long-suffering sigh that only a father can make, and claps Eddie on the shoulder on his way past.

“I trust you made the right call, and honestly, I’d rather have him here where his workouts and progress are kept up with by one person instead of shuffled off to whoever is in that day.”

It sounds a lot like “I’d rather have him home where I can keep an eye on him” and Eddie doesn’t know what to do with that.

Bobby looks a little harried but still gives Eddie a tired smile. “Come on, the cake will be here by now, and the carbs and sugar should help Buck’s mood. I’m sure he’ll be over it in no time.”

Eddie isn’t so sure, but the buzzing sound of people and low music is drifting in from the main lobby area and Eddie feels the pull of “team”, “family”, “belonging” and wants it with an ache so deep it almost scares him. He forces a smile back at Bobby and follows him down the hall.

This is a job to pay for what Christopher needs, without being in a warzone and nothing more. None of these people would want him if they really knew him. Knew what a mess he was. Internally, he opens another box in which to put all the wanting.

#911 #buddie #buddie fic #countdowns #sleeping at last anon #SaL anon look! I worked on it!

[elliesbelle]

you are 26 and a teacher why are you on here

you’d be so surprised how many of us creators on here are 20+ and teachers lmfao

#rinie sal and i are ALL in our twenties AND teachers lmfao #and y’all read our shit anyway 🤷🏽‍♀️ #anon #belle answers

[asheanon]

Sharing this old thing over here as well, since, apparently, the Xitter likes it!

It's a mood. Just… sending out all the good vibes that I can and casting some hopes and wishes out into the sky. For everyone I can think of, including myself. That sort of thing. ☄️💜

And as I mentioned in the comments there: I know that's Sal there along with a respective story (FFVII fanfic "The Anomaly") but I sometimes think it's fun to imagine this being a sort of YCH (your character here) situation as well.

Like, feel free to imagine your favorite sharing a hug with Seph for any reason too. It's always allowed anyway, but still. 🫂💜

#filling the void 🌌 #with #🌠 Ashe Anon | Art 🎨 #feat. #Sephiroth ☄️⚔️ #and #Sal 🌌🎹 #feeling less big sad today #plus #I think I may have found some words #now that I've acquired some style to accompany them! #📖🐌 #(tag train incoming) #🚂 #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #sephiroth #oc #oc x canon #💨

[killemwithkawaii]

It’s been awhile djdjdj

I saw a reel on Instagram of a guy getting kisses by his girlfriend while she’s in her lap as he stares in shock with his face covered in lipstick,,

Thinking about me doing that with Sal when he unmasked cause he’s so handsome 🥺

-🐝

👀 you know, I haven't worn lipstick in probably over a decade, but I miiight break my streak to get in on this very romantic vibe💄💋💋💋

Other lipstick related things to consider:

-Leaving a single kissmark on the outside of his prosthetic when you kiss him goodbye (maybe on the first date?? And he keeps looking at the mark when he gets home like 'wow, that really happened...! 🫠💕💕💕')

-Leaving kisses on the inside of his prosthetic or other masks for him to find when you're not around (and he can keep your kiss on his face all day! 🥰)

-Kissing a strategic part of his mirror, so that it looks like the mark is on his cheek (or elsewhere 😏) when he looks at his reflection. Seeing that reminds him of how much you love him and how handsome you say he is- it gives him a really nice start to his day!! 🥺💘

-If you have a million tubes of lipstick, he might be tempted to take one of the well-used ones as a memento... 👀👉👈💄❤️

-Leaving trails of kisses all over him, and I mean all over! Leave no place unkissed!! (You might need to reapply a few times 🤭💄)

-Helping HIM apply lipstick so he can give YOU kissmarks for a change uwu 💕

-KISS FIGHT KISS FIGHT ITS A TERF WAR GO GO GO 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

#k.e.w.k. answers #sally face imagine #sal fisher #sal fisher x y/n #sal fisher x reader #🐝 anon #tw unsanitary #tw yandere #lime #??? #idk we are very vaguely implying 🤷🏻‍♂️ #valentines day is so soon im swooning u//v//u💘💘💘💘