A simple conversation for one can mean so much to another. For years after graduation, Travis Phelps has been visited by the man who seemed to be the only person in the world that had ever offered help and support to him, but hate has always prevaled his ability to accept his help, even in his darkest of times. Travis, now grown into a pastor, has to decide whether to keep within the familiarity in his ways- or accept the only hand that had ever been held out to him. But first, there needed to be a conversation. This Fanfiction will contain: Religious themes Religious Trauma Familial Abuse (Mental and Physical) LGBTQ+ themes Sex Mentions of Incest Racism Mysterious death these themes are not for everyone, but its part of this story. I do not condone the negative topics within this story. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT. Thank you.

Travis grew up knowing a couple things. One of those things was that being gay was a sin, and that if you were gay, or anything like that, you're going to hell. Or at least, that's what he was told. But after an incident with Sal in the boys washroom, Travis starts to think that he might have been wrong the whole time. Just a quick warning, this is a pretty heavy story and contains things like abuse (both verbal and physical), drug use, suicidal thoughts and attempts, slurs and swearing. I'm adding trigger warnings but read carefully, don't force yourself to read anything you don't want to :) Otherwise enjoy the story!

"Its just I hate myself sometimes and I really hate how I act. I'm so fucking mean to everyone, especially you and your friends, and I guess it's because your happy and I'm not. I've been jealous of you since you got here. Your perfect." "I've never been perfect, no one is. I just know which parts of myself to hide and which parts to show." ~ Travis Phelps was never much of a social person. Never had any real friends. Never had a real support system. That was until him and Sal Fisher form an unlikely friendship that makes Travis question his life and everything about it. ~ 18/41 chapters edited ~ TWs Psychical/verbal Abuse Drugs Mentions of Alcohol Implied eating disorders Religious Trauma Homophobia Slurs Suicidal thoughts/ideation (Rated mature for the above, No smut/NSFW) ~ 3/13/2023 - 8/3/2024 ~ Ranked 3 in #salvis as of 11/21/24 ~ I Can't find the credits to the cover send them to me if you know them. ~ Inspired by @Snopera 'Butterfly Weed'

[NOTICE: This book takes off a few days after Sal finds the note that Travis wrote and the bathroom scene happens. This is mainly because I don't want to do the build up to said scene, and having to write each piece of dialogue is a pain in the ass. (I've written a Travis x Sal book before, and writing that scene was HELL.) This is also for plot reasons, and what I have planned will go much smoother if I deduct the bathroom scene. AND there is no ghosts, cult stuff, yada yada. Ik that can get boring but it's really hard to make this storyline if I cant change the games original one, yknow?] Travis and his forever dammed feelings for the blue haired 'freak' that paced the halls every damn day of Travis' life. And now he knew. Even though Travis had prayed, and prayed, and prayed for him to not. It was obvious he did. He read the note, he sat down and talked to Travis about the note, he knows. There is no going back now, is there? TW's: Abuse, gore, depictions of self harm, suicidal tendencies/thoughts, and romance (not smut, they're 15&17 bro😭)

Kenneth Phelps is the lead priest at the local church and has strict rules for his family. This leads to his son Travis Phelps to hate his whole being. His problems with his father are bad but he gets to escape at school being the one who pushes people around. Until he meets Sal Fisher or "sally face" a boy with a mask who Travis often fantasizes about despite thinking it's a sin. Due to his love hate for Sal he bullies him and his friends. But Travis and sal get to know each other better and Travis might find someone who is worth sinning for. Sal fisher or "sally face" just moved to the Addison apartments over the summer. He met Larry Johnson his now best friend who introduced him to all his friend's. When school started everything was going smoothly until Travis Phelps the local priests son started bully Sal and his friend's calling them homos and an array of awful things. Despite Travis awful attitude towards sal and his friend's sal tries to befriend Travis and get to the core of his problems After they get close sal might just help Travis find someone who is worth sinning for. [contents warning *abuse, homophobia, the F slur, self harm, smut but not until part 18]

just a bunch of sal x travis stuff bc i can 🩷-fluff 🔥-smut 💔-angst ps: TYSM FOR ALL THE VIEWS <<333

This story is about a boy. A boy with blonde hair, his name is travis. Travis never belived that he was able to feel safe. To have a home that made him feel happy and wanted. He never had that special home. Even from childhood he didnt have it good, his father got worse over the years and the forced cristianity took a tole on the boy. Soon his last year of highschool, he met a boy. A boy who would forever change him. Travis met the boy and was a total nunce to him, soon though he would begin to question everything. Why he thought about him so much. Why he wanted to hug him, why he dreamt about kissing him. Why everything reminded him of sal. But as that all happened, he tried to pray and push it down. He tried to take it out on himself. Tried to take it out on sal. He tried to get sal away and distance himself and couldn't understand why the feelings only got stronger. He would soon find out and learn how to exept his sexuality. Though his father was in the way of that being fully successful.. But he managed to find his home, his safe place. tw// ed, self harm, abuse, lemons, homophobia, racism, grooming, vomit, spit, gore, trauma, troubled past, bullying, murder, alchol, alcholics, This story will have nsfw parts eventually. I had a story going but i kinda deleted it. I completely hated it so now i wanna write more angst. Please if you have any ideas on anything else i should write let me know!:)) Enjoy!!

People at Nockfell high have rumored that Travis Phelps was a homo, a fag. When A beating goes too far and a young mind breaks down in a unfair world, nobody could help him... Or so he thought. (all characters are owned by the portable moose company, credits to artist on first page, I do not know who you are but this is amazing artwork, and I do not claim it as my own.)

Travis Phelps is gay. It's one of the many things about himself that he hates, along with the chub he sees on his stomach that everyone else says isn't there and the dark roots of his hair that taint the blonde he dyes it. He calls the losers at his school "faggot" in hopes that one day he'll wake up and not be one himself. As though if he acts straight, it'll stick. After a while, the acting becomes easier, until he's almost convinced himself he really is straight. Until Sal Fisher comes to town, and suddenly, with his eye-catching blue hair and his odd face mask, he grasps Travis' heart tightly in his hand. Suddenly, it's not so easy to pretend anymore. spanish version on profile ! cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.

---UNDERGOING EDITING!!!---- Cw: gore, abuse, scars, blood, underage alcohol/drug usage, foul language, ect No smut. Fluff only. I spoke before he could hurt me again. "I know what's under the church, father." His face twisted with anger, but I kept going, tightening my grip on his wrist. "And I'm fascinated with it." "What do you mean, boy?" I looked him dead in the eyes. "I want to join the Devourers of God." (This story actually has a plot:) None of these characters, art, ect belongs to me. All rights go to the creator of the sally face games :)