At first, he thought it was some kind of joke — rocks, bracelets, and sketches kept showing up in his locker like clockwork. But as the weeks passed, it became clear that someone was leaving them on purpose. They kept gifting him things, like a penguin offering pebbles to its mate. He finally met her and realized that maybe, just maybe, he didn't mind being courted after all.

Poppy Lee made the move to Nockfell for a new beginning and a sense of belonging. That beginning starts by exploring her new adult life in college. With the help of her new roommate Ashley Campbell and her friends, Sally Face, and Larry, maybe she'll be able to reignite her love for dancing and music. Possibly even more than that. [Story is also on Wattpad under the same title]

Entre noches frías y cielos callados, compartieron secretos nunca olvidados. La nieve caía, pero ardía el calor, de un cariño forjado de lucha y dolor. En la oscuridad donde todo se desmorona, sus manos se encuentran, su vínculo corona. En el eco de la noche, se hallaron, dos almas rotas que el silencio abrazaron. Sal con su máscara, sombra y dolor, Zeta cargando un mundo sin color

That's how she spend majority of that night - sitting on the teen's bed, stroking his face lightly with her thumb as she rocked him back and forth with a soft hum of Sanity's Fall latest song on her lips.

Sally voulait simplement passer du temps avec son meilleur ami mais c'était jusqu'à ce qu'il surprenne Larry dans une position précaire.

Recueil d'OS en tout genre autour de Sally Face. / OS 11 : Des cauchemars, encore et toujours. Ou des souvenirs.

Set prior to the events of Sally Face, Larry Johnson must perform community service hours at the Phelps Ministry to avoid juvie. During his time at the church, Larry meets the adopted "daughter" of Kenneth Phelps.

I really like you,' she said as they had lain together on the ground post snow fight, breathing hard, too exhilarated to be anything but honest. And then it was out and she couldn't take it back, and everything was wrong in the span of an instant. Tumblr prompt: I just told you I liked you but now I'm shy and say "never mind, forget it" and why are you looking at me like that?

The Phelps Ministry is the only officially recognized church in Nockfell. If you're Christian adjacent and even mildly observant, your choices are there or the next town over, and frankly the Holmses aren't willing to go to THAT much trouble. As a result, Travis and Megan sort of know each other. They aren't friends, not really. Not at first.

Here is a detailed account of Keneth Phelps being an intolerable bastard towards his son, Travis.

Travis has had some problems. It isn't new, but he could sure use a friend. Sally Face seems like his best option, but that is certainly personal opinion. This is Travis x Sally Face. It will mostly be fluff, but if you want I can write smut. You bloody Heathens. Officially under construction

Hey small children! Don't read! Thanks! (Also if you don't like smut just- please spare yourself, thank you-)

One summer our protagonist, Todd Morrison, and his group of friends are sent to a summer camp deep in the woods. Much to Todds disdain, hes put in a separate cabin where the only person he recognizes is Travis Phelps. Something about the woods dont seem right, but despite the eerie feeling of incoming terror, Todd tries his best to make it through summer.

One fateful encounter leads to the next, and Sal finds himself being able have a rather nice conversation with Travis. (Sally Face One-Shot)

Basically, Ash arrives in time with the newest evidence to save Sal from his seemingly inevitable execution. (Sally Face One-Shot)

Death surrounded Sal, filled with pain and sorrow. But death is inevitable. Sal knows this. But now he has to embrace this, as his time is near and he can't do anything about it. Because now he has to lay fate into the hands of the living. To find the truth. (Sally Face One-Shot)

Un ángel de cabello azul se cruzara en la vida de Travis Phelps. Queda en sus manos si aceptar su ayuda o no. Mientras tanto, descubrirá cosas que no tenía permitido sentir.

The Addison Massacre. It happened about 15 years before I was born. All the tenants that were residing in the Addison Apartments, and most of the Addison family, died from stab wounds. No killer was ever found, and some people even theorized that it was a suicide pact. Hi. My name is Larry Johnson, and my life sucks.

What was originally meant to be a casual attempt at friendship turns to something a bit more. I couldn't find many fluffy stories, so I decided to write my own! (Also posted on AO3)

Having Sal share Ash's body with her means that he can see everything. Including her memories and feelings. (Rated for language. Request for user 4628137293.)

After six years, Sal is finally being released from prison.

There's nothing quite like seeing your mother on Christmas Eve. Especially when your mother's been dead for years.

"You're his only emergency contact who's alive... or fit for society." (Written in an AU)

They were just sharing a cigarette.

Just an idea I got from someone on Discord yesterday. Basically, Gizmo wanted Sal and Larry just to fucking kiss already.