#larry johnson drabbles

[ad0rebrial]

HIII js came up with this lil idea. The gang with the reader, who get super cuddly when their tired? 💗

They find it to be so adorable of you when you snuggle up close to them as you fall into a deep sleep. They can’t help but smile down at you as they feel themselves also getting tired.

None of them would mind being used as a pillow by you but trust me they always feel bad about waking you up since they need to go do something.

Well—besides Ash and Sal, they will hold that thought of getting up to stretch their legs and keep the cramps just to allow you to sleep on them.

Larry always feels bad for waking you up since he has to piss but trust me he always comes back and you can continue to snuggle with him. But if he sees you just laying your head on something else other than him when he comes back he will be jealous.

Yes he gets jealous over the fact that you are using an armrest to lay your head on.

Todd is like Larry, he will be quick with what he needed to get done before hurrying over back to you so that you could snuggle him again. If he sees you laying your head down on another object he will smile and leave you there. It isn’t worth waking you up again.

Or is it?

Sometimes they find themselves getting slightly jealous of each other. If you snuggle close with one of them while watching a movie, the rest will be sending side eyes. Of course this is nothing but just playful rivalry between the gang and it will never hit the roof. It’s just that they want to be the ones to snuggle with you! That’s all!

#sally face #sally face imagine #sally face oneshots #sally face drabbles #sally face fluff #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher x you #sally face x you #sally face x reader #larry johnson drabbles #larry johnson x y/n #larry johnson fluff #larry johnson x you #ashley campbell drabbles #ashley campbell x you #ashley campbell fluff #ashley campbell x y/n #ashley campbell imagine #todd morison x reader

[glitterforashes]

𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐩 ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

>>> drabbles for the main sally face boysss, sal fisher, and larry johnson. sal’s is inspired by bubblegum by clairo, larry’s is inspired by east liberty by partnextdoor.

𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 —

mildly obsessed with the uncertainty of ghost hunting.

too curious for his own good. literally curious george. the curiosity that killed the cat.

laid-back, doesn’t give a damn about most things.

has a very deep voice for a teenager. sounds like a literal grown man.

sometimes you can’t tell if he’s even awake.

“sal? sally? sal??” he’s just staring into the void.

“what?” he had to sneeze. that’s why he paused and went radio silent for two minutes straight.

you spend most of your time in his room, curled up on his bed reading while he sits on his bean bag chair and plays video games.

sometimes turns around to make sure you’re still awake / doing okay.

one time you put a toy rat next to him. he nearly shit his pants when he noticed it.

“(y/n)?” “hm?” “you’re fuckin’ ugly.”

doesn’t mean it. apologizes right after. he thinks he’s so funny.

grew comfortable enough around you to lift up his mask far enough to eat.

whenever you sleep over, he’ll take off his mask once all the lights are off.

loves watching movies with you, especially when there’s snacks involved.

will listen to every sanity falls album over and over again with you.

you had been switching between reading, doing homework, and playing video games for close to five hours, well into the twilight era of the night. it was 10pm when you decided to start getting ready for bed, being as both of you had school in the morning. you showered as sal brushed his teeth and combed through his hair, then switched. sal showered as you did your skincare and brushed your teeth and put your hair up. you both fell into his bed after he switched the light off, taking your respective sides. you liked to sleep next to the wall for the purpose of putting your body against it if it got too hot, and sal liked sleeping closest to the door for emergency purposes. you wore his tshirt and boxers, and he wore boxers. you turned over to face him, propping your arm underneath your head. he laid with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. “sal?” “hm?” his gruff voice always soothed you in a strange way. “can i.. touch you?” you heard the movement of the sheets as he turned his head. even in the dark you could tell he was looking at you. “what?” “can i touch you? like, your face?” sal had never let you see his face up to this point. he preferred to keep it hidden, only sometimes letting you see his lips. he was silent. “you don’t have to.” “okay. you can.” you looked at where you assumed he was, breathing in deep. “are you sure?” “yeah.” he whispered. you slowly reached out, feeling out for where his face was. you found it, your fingertips pressing lightly against his cheeks. he flinched under your touch, a sharp inhale sounding through the little space you had between your bodies. “are you okay?” you whispered, starting to retract your hands. “yes. it’s fine.” you nodded, swallowing a lump in your throat that wouldn’t go away. you loved sal. you knew vaguely of his past and understood where the roots of his insecurity started, but societally accepted face or not, nothing would change your love for him. you gently ran your fingers over the expanse of his skin, feeling his lips and cheekbones, and the dips. the missing flesh, the scars. and you loved it. loved him, loved what made him so unique. you pulled your hands away slowly, grinning to yourself. you could hear the quiet sniffle. “sal? are you alright?” “do you think i’m.. gross?” he asked. your heart broke. you moved closer and wrapped your arms around him, resting your head against his chest. his arm slung over your body naturally, pulling you closer. “no, sally. i could never. you’re beautiful.” he turned his head, resting his face on your hair. you felt the very slight puckering of his lips as he kissed the crown of your head. “thank you.”

𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 —

his mom LOVES YOU. absolutely adores you. you two have girls nights all the time.

took you to the sanity falls concert tour for your birthday, kissed you in the rain, and took you home sopping wet. your dad wasn’t pleased.

“uh— we got caught in the rain, sir.” “i see that.”

apologized for weeks. it still makes you laugh.

smokes so much weed it’s a miracle he remembers his name.

“hey man, how’s my driving?” “…i think we’re parked, man.” vibes

you’re constantly sleeping over at his place, you have a drawer in his dresser dedicated to your belongings.

is very meticulous with his hair. has a hair care routine. refuses to cut it for any reason.

has painted you on multiple occasions. boudoir shoots happen often.

“paint me like one of your french girls.”

loves watching horror movies with you.

is surprisingly very gentle and sweet, especially when you’re upset. unless it’s with travis. fuck travis. all my homies hate travis.

“hey, girl. what’s the matter?”

holds you until you feel better and is very patient

listens to the sanity falls albums constantlyyy it drives you crazy.

“larry— stop. you’re gonna green out.” he exhaled a huge cloud of smoke directly into your face, smirking. “greening out is a make-believe concept made up by losers who can’t handle their marijuana.” you swear larry only knows big words when he’s high. when he’s sober, he has the articulation of the average seventh grader, but when he’s high he turns into fucking shakespeare and it’s crazy. specifically because if he’s high, there’s a good chance you’re high, and you won’t understand half the shit he says. the sound of the tardy bell rattled against your skull as it rung throughout the entire school, screaming at you and larry to get to class before the dean came hunting you down. you took one more big drag from the blunt you two had rolled during study hall before stamping it out and throwing it in the toilet, flushing the evidence. you two shuffled out of the tiny bathroom stall, looking at each other proudly. “sniff me.” you stepped closer and sniffed his shirt, him doing the same for you. “nah, i think we’re good.”

ya’ll were not good. both of you smelled absolutely rank, so it was truly no surprise when you ended up in the dean’s office, but it surprised you to see larry sitting in the office waiting area with a bloody nose. “oh, hey man.” you fist bumped him as you plopped into the chair next to him, manspreading the entire seat. “what happened to your face?” “fuckin’ travis wanted to run his mouth. kicked his ass, but when i turned around he clipped me in the nose. kicked his ass again, now i’m here.” “word.” you were so faded it was humorous. “what about you? what’d you do this time?” “ms. fat tits sent me out because i was ‘stinking up the room’ and if i ‘wanted to smoke pot and ruin my mind’ i needed to do it at home.” you cackled, larry joining in.

“is something funny?” the principal asked the both of you. you straightened up and held your breath, shaking your head no. you and larry looked at each other from the corner of your eyes simultaneously and you exploded with laughter. long story short you both got suspended for three days. did you give a fuck? hell no. hence why you were now in larry’s room in nothing but a sanity falls tshirt and underwear, rolling up another fat one. “you’re my favorite person, y’know that?” “(y/n), shut the fuck up.” he shook his head, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “you’re my favorite person too.”

#sally face #fanfiction #fluff #sally face x reader #larry johnson #larry johnson x reader #humor #indie horror game #indie #x reader #drabble #dumb teenage boys #dumb teenage girl #marijuana lol #smoking #trauma

[lovebeatriceplz]

Hiii ! i wanted to know if you could make more Larry’s headcanons??? i love him so much help-

I've been meaning to do this forever but skl started and I'm rlly busy😭

My Larry Johnson headcanons pt. 3 🧚

General and dating

- Fast driver, turns those corners like it's nothing.

- Calls you up at very odd hours of the night/day. Doesn't actually have anything to say, he just wants you to talk to him.

- Enjoys comfortable silences.

- Obsessed with the feel of you, not even in a dirty way. He wants to be in your skin.

- Smells like pine needles and smoke (trust me he told me).

- Wiggles his finger in your ear when he wants you to pay attention to him.

- His humor is either eye watering, floor rolling, perfectly timed comedy or literal dad jokes, there's no in-between.

- Silent treatment does not work on him, you'll end up speaking very quickly.

- Snores like "honk shoo, honk shoo"

- Sensitive scalp, the second your hands are in his hair he's struggling to keep his eyes open.

- Teaches you (or tries to-) anything that he's good at/ interested in. So now you have basic knowledge on guitars, drums , painting, colour theory, video games and.... Hamilton??😧

- He was a theatre kid ok🙄.

- Listens to Mother Mother.

- His love languages are all of them, loves hard.

- Adores gifts, or anything that he receives from you. He's keeping it forever.

- Has ghosting phases, unfortunately. I doubt that they last long (like a day) but he always comes back around.

- Loves matching anything, clothes? Jewelry? Shoes?, he'll do it.

- Licks any part of you he can access then pretends like nothing happened.

- He wants to get close to anybody your close to, and wants to love anything that you love. It's one of the many ways he shows that he cares.

- Silly little guy <3

#i finished this in my lunch time #i probably should be studying hsb lol😭 #WAIT I HAVE A MATHS TEST AFTER YHIS?? #Bro #i don't even have a protractor😧 #wth am i gonna do #kmt #Larry Johnson #larry johnson x you #larry johnson sally face #larry Johnson hcs #larry johnson headcanons #sally face #sal fisher #sally face x reader #larry johnson x reader #larry johnson #larry johnson fluff #larry johnson fanart #sally face fanart #sally face hcs #sally face drabble #larry johnson x fem reader

[marcyyss]

HIII in new in tumblr- but i can write one-shots and stuff

Here's the fandoms i can write!!

Sally face

Characters: Sal and Larry

Amphibia

Characters: Marcy, Anne and Sasha

Genshin Impact

Characters: Albedo, Venti, Zhongli and Xiao

The owl house

Characters: Luz, Amity, Edric, Emira, Willow, Gus, Hunter and STEVE🤩 (/srs)

Needy streamer overload

Characters: .. Ame lmao

Stranger things

Characters: Eddie, Max, Will, Eleven, Robin, Nancy, Kali

The black phone

Characters: Robin, Finney, Vance and Bruce

Here's what i will NOT write about:

Smut ( maybe when im ready and only with adults characters )

Incest

Rape

Kaeluc

Canon character x canon character (sorry 😭😭 i just dont like doing those fanfics..)

Idontknowwhatelseputhere.

Here's what i will write about!

Fluff

Angst

Character x reader

Character x oc (maybe just a little bit)

THATS ALL!!!!! PLS GIVE ME REQUEST IDK HOW BUT PLEASEEE DOO 😭😭

#fanfic #fanfic request #writing #imagines #oneshots #headcanons #fluff #drabbles #marcy wu x reader #anne boonchuy #sasha waybright #marcy wu #sal fisher #larry johnson #sunny omori #aubrey omori #mari omori #kel omori #hero omori #basil omori #genshin venti #genshin albedo #genshin zhongli #genshin xiao #luz noceda #amity blight #edric blight #hunter the owl house #emira blight #willow park

[cringequeenwrites]

Smoking sessions

Sal fisher x reader x Larry Johnson

Art credit to: @plusvanity

Smut-Drabble:

None of you really spoke on what the three of you were. No one would act how they did when the sun came down, and everyone got off of work.

Larry would be the first to sit down and set everything out on the table. Rolling up a blunt in a way that seems out of character for his easy going, laid back nature. Folding the paper aggravated, yet skilled as he’s done many times before.

You would sit down beside him secondly. Sinking into the couch as you Watched Larry play with the lighter with his calloused finger tips. holding the rolled up paper to his lips. he inhaled deeply, then held his breath for a mere minute, then exhaled through his nose. The smoke vapor looked almost hypnotic to you as it danced into the air softly. It’s sight you can’t get enough of, even though you’ve seen him do this multiple times before.

Sal would be last to join. Changed into a loose wife-beater and some sweat pants. his mask off. You and Larry where the very few people who get to see him like this. it almost made you feel honored in some sense. He would sit on the end of the couch to watch Larry give you the blunt and would help you count from inhale, hold, to exhale. Larry’s hands would be lazily draped around you as you passed the joint to sal. Sally would hit it differently than larry, he would inhale, hold it, then would lay back in the couch as he didn’t really exhale, but let the smoke deep out of his mouth and nose as he talked to Larry.

Sal would reach his hand over your head to pass it back to Larry as the cycle would start over. They’d both would get more progressively handsy with you. Larry’s hands resting on your inner thigh. And Sals hand would slide up your back from under your shirt. You would let them touch you, not stopping them as they carried their conversation.

after your third or fourth hit, your shirt would have been discarded. you’d be left in just your panties. leaning back into Sal as he palmed at your breasts as Larry would slide off the couch. Lowering his head between your thighs. He Engulfed his tongue into your wet cunt. You whimper and moan into sals mouth as he explored yours with his tongue, you could feel his tongue piercing and fingertips discover your body and skin.

That’s it I go to bed now <o^o>

#sally face larry x reader #sally face larry #sally face #sally face x reader #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #Sal fisher x reader smut #larry johnson x reader #larry johnson #Larry johnson x reader smut #sally face smut

[writingbirdy]

Hi! Could you please write a drabble/oneshot/headcanons (whichever you prefer) about cuddling with Larry (fem s/o if possible but gn is good ^-^)

{The reader can be any gender you want them to be}

(I'm so sorry but I accidentally posted it before I was finished and lost the user who asked 😔)

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Larry Johnson cuddling headcannon

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If you both are watching a movie or a show he'll hold your hand and snuggle close to you

When you cuddle in bed at night he holds you close to him because you're so warm

He loves to hug you from behind if you're talking to someone or doing something

When you're sad he'll sit with you and stroke you're hair while you vent to him

After a long day of school you slowly drag yourself into your apartment and flop on you're bed. You pull out you're phone to see that larry has texted you.

Larry: hey (y/n) you want to come over?

Y/n: yeah let me just feed smokey and ill be there soon!

You but your phone in youre pocket and walked to your kitchen to be greeted by a small meow of your kitten smokey who was a beautiful tuxedo cat. "Hey girl ill just feed you and ill be going" you say to the kitten. She looks at you with a tilted head at the mention of food. After feeding smokey you put you're shoes back on and locked your apartment, walking to the elevator and pressed the button to the basement.

Once you had reached larry's apartment you opened the door to see Lisa sat on the couch. "Hello dear larry is in his room" Lisa turns and smiles at you. "Thanks Lisa!" You say running into larry's room.

"Larry!" You yell giggling as you jump on top of him. "Ow! Shit that hurt" he laughs pulling you close and cuddling you. "I'm sorry hehe" you say kissing his cheek. You both layed and talked about anything you both could think of. New films coming out, school, future date and plans to hang out with the rest of the gang. As the two of you talked it soon started to turn night and you slowly closed you're eyes and you heard larry whisper "goodnight I love you" and you finally let sleep take over

#sally face #sally face fandom #travis phelps #larry johnson #ashley campbell #sal fisher #todd morrison #larry johnson x reader #fem reader #gender neutral reader #male reader

[s3thwrit3sstuff]

❛ master list ❜

▬ last updated: 15.03.2024

♡ ▬ NSFW content (MDNI). | ☁ ▬ means it's angst. | ↺ ▬ means it's a WIP.

Yandere Original Characters ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

Kim Seo-Yun x gn!reader | Kim Jeong-Hyun x gn!reader | drabble: ♡ "You make me feel like I am clean again"

Avatar (2009) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

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Call of Duty (2022) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

Konig x male!reader: ♡ "Oh, oh-oh"

Castlevania (2017) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

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CREEPYPASTA FANDOM ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

multi!characters x incubus!reader | drabble: ♡ "Just wanna be one of your toys, tonight"

DCU ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

JASON TODD x male!reader: "You get me so high"

Dead by Daylight (2016) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

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Jutjutsu Kaisen (2018) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

GOJO SATORU x male!husband!reader: ☁ "I WANT THE YOU WHO WANTS ME AGAIN" [1/3] ☁ "WHY AM I IN LOVE ALONE? (WHY AM I HURTING ALONE?)" [2/3] ☁♡ "PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME (PLEASE DON'T FALL)" [3/3] ☁ alternate ending [AU] ☁♡ "YOU ALREADY HAVE A PIECE OF MY HEART (WHICH I HAVE NEVER GIVEN TO YOU)" | au's and what ifs drabble ↳ ❛ __ ❜ [playlist link]

Hein Era!RYOMEN SUKUNA X concubine!ftm!reader X Heian Era!GOJO SATORU: ♡ "Darling, won't you just plead, or should I begin to bleed?"

Marvel ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

PETER PARKER x male!superhero!reader: "You're just making sure I'm never gettin' over you" [1/2] ♡ "Baby, you know that you won" [2/2]

My Hero Academia (2014) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

DABI (TOUYA TODOROKI) x ftm!reader: ♡ "Just like that, baby"

DABI (TOUYA TODOROKI), TOMURA SHIGARAKI, TAISHIRO TOYOMITSU, SHOTA AIZAWA x ftm!reader: ♡ "Breathe through it"

Resident Evil (1996) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

ghostface!LEON KENNEDY x ftm!ghostface!reader: ♡ "Comin' back for more?"

Sally Face (2016) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

SAL FISHER x ftm!reader: ☁ "I was the boy who was on your side" SAL FISHER x ftm!reader: ♡ "I'll show you how we're supposed to feel (when we meet at Orion's belt)"

LARRY JOHNSON: ↺ ♡ "'Cause it's not a figure of speech, you got me on my knees"

Slashers ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

COREY CUNNINGHAM x gn!reader: ♡ "Helping Hand"

multi. characters x transmasc!reader | dating drabble: "beautiful (darling)"

multi.characters x male!slasher!reader | dating drabble: "take my soul (need control)"

poly!BILLY LOOMIS & STU MACHER x male!reader: "Line of Sight"

poly!COREY CUNNINGHAM & OG!MICHAEL MYERS x gn!reader "Say yes to heaven (say yes to me)"

The Legend of Korra (2012) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

TONRAQ x male!reader ♡ "situation might get sticky, icky"

Teen Wolf (2011) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

MIECZYSLAW "STILES" STILINSKI x male!werewolf!reader: ♡ "Burn for you" DEUCALION x male!werewolf!reader: ♡ "Show Me How" [1/2] ♡ "Show Me How" [2/2]

The Walking Dead (2010) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

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The Witcher (2019) ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

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#★彡 s3thwrit3s — masterlist

[threads-makomo]

Hi hi! I'm Marvolo/Marv, I use he/they/it/xer/star pronouns! I'm 19 and I really wanted to start taking requests! Something happened recently with my dad so I thought maybe doing little drabbles and headcanons of some of my favorite characters might help get my mind off of things!! I'm also willing to do poly ships such as Giyuu x Reader x Sanemi as long as it isn't like minor x adult shit or just headcanons for ships that don't include reader. I'm not all that sure how to do like introductions and shit so I'm sorry if this is kinda half assed, I'll be taking requests on discord ik putting my discord on here is risky but fuck it, add me on there for requests or leave a comment on this post, pls I'm begging you 🥲

{ shits at the very bottom 💪💪 }

☆ - will do nsfw for + yandere if wanted

♡ - romantic, Platonic + Yandere

♤ - Romantic or Platonic only

◇ - strictly platonicly

Also if you don't see a character on here I probably won't be writing for them, of course some of this will change as I get further into the show or as I get more used the characters { looking at you hxh and toh- }

Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba:

Tanjiro Kamado — ♤

Nezuko Kamado — ◇

Zenitsu Agatsuma — ♤

Inosuke Hashibira — ♤

Genya Shinazugawa — ♤

Kanao Tsuyuri — ♤

Aoi Kanzaki — ♤

Sabito — ♤

Makomo — ♤

Murata — ♤

Sumi Nakahara — ◇

Naho Takada — ◇

Kiyo Terauchi — ◇

Muichiro Tokito — ♡

Giyuu Tomioka — ☆

Gyomei Himejima — ☆

Obanai Iguro — ☆

Tengen Uzui — ☆

Makio Uzui — ☆

Hinatsuru Uzui — ☆

Suma Uzui — ☆

Kyojuro Rengoku — ☆

Sanemi Shinazugawa — ☆

Shinobou Kocho — ☆

Mitsuri Kanroji — ☆

Kanae Kocho — ♡

Hotaru Haganezuka — ☆

Shinjuro Rengoku — ☆

Ruka Rengoku — ♡

Kagaya Ubuyashiki — ☆

Amane Ubuyashiki — ☆

Kotoha Hashibira — ♤

Yoriichi Tsugikuni — ☆

Yushiro — ♡

Tamayo — ♡

Enmu — ☆

Kyogai — ♡

Mukago — ◇

Rui — ◇

Nakime — ♡

Daki — ♡

Gyutaro — ♡

Hantengu + clones — ♡

Gyokko — ♡

Akaza — ☆

Douma — ☆

Kokushibou — ☆

Muzan Kibutsuji — ☆

Hunter Hunter:

Gon Freecss — ♡

Killua Zoldyck — ♡

Alluka Zoldyck — ◇

Leorio Paladiknight — ♡

Kurapika Kurta — ♡

Hisoka Morow — ☆

Illumi Zoldyck — ☆

Chrollo Lucilfer — ☆

Silva Zoldyck — ☆

Kikyo Zoldyck — ☆

Pakunoda — ☆

Shizuku Murasaki — ☆

Machi Komacine— ☆

Shalnark — ☆

Feitan Portor — ☆

Komugi — ♡

Meruem — ♡

Kite — ☆

Inuyasha:

Sango — ♡

Inuyasha — ♡

Kagome Higurashi — ♡

Miroku — ♡

Shippo — ◇

Sesshomaru — ☆

Naraku — ☆

Kagura — ♡

Koga — ♡

Rin — ◇

Toga — ☆

Sally Face:

Sal Fisher — ♡

Larry Johnson — ♡

Ashley Campbell — ♡

Black Butler:

Sebastian Michaelis — ☆

Grelle Sutcliff — ☆

Ciel Phantomhive — ♤

Vincent Phantomhive — ☆

William T. Spears — ☆

Undertaker — ☆

Ronald Knox — ☆

Othello — ♡

Genshin Impact:

Kaeya — ☆

Noelle — ♡

Amber — ♡

Lisa — ♡

Venti — ♡

Diluc — ♡

Paimon — ◇

Qiqi — ◇

Baizhu — ☆

Wriothesley — ☆

Neuvillete — ☆

Furina — ♡

Zhongli — ☆

Arataki Itto — ☆

Ayato — ☆

Lumine — ♤

Aether — ♤

Cookie Run:

Pitaya Dragon — ♡

Lotus Dragon — ♡

Vampire — ☆

Eclair — ♡

Clover — ☆

Tea Knight — ♡

Pure Vanilla — ☆

Dark Cacao — ☆

HollyBerry — ☆

Golden Cheese — ☆

White Lily — ♡

Sugar Glass — ♡

Crowberry — ♡

Blackberry — ♡

Yogurt Cream — ☆

Lilac — ☆

Plain Yogurt — ☆

Eggnog — ☆

Almond — ☆

Roguefort — ☆

Licorice — ♡

Red Velvet — ☆

Scorpion — ☆

Pomegranate — ☆

Dark Enchantress — ☆

Frost Queen — ☆

Latte — ☆

Ice Captain — ☆

Oyster — ☆

Steven Universe:

Bismuth — ♤

Pearl — ♤

Amethyst — ♤

Spinel — ◇

Lars — ♤

The Owl House:

Luz Noceda — ♤

Camila Noceda — ◇

Amity Blight — ♤

Alador Blight — ♤

Edalyn Clawthorn — ♤

Raine Whispers — ♤

Hunter — ♤

Gus Porter — ♤

Willow Park — ♤

Afk Arena:

Daimon — ◇

Niru — ♤

Shemira — ♤

Lucretia — ♤

Flora — ◇

Arcane:

Vander — ☆

Silco — ☆

Sevika — ☆

Vi — ☆

Jinx — ☆

Ekko — ☆

Viktor — ☆

Jacye — ☆

Mel — ☆

What I will write!!

Fluff

Platonic ships

Ships headcanons

{ Example: Kyojuro x Tengen }

Smut

Suggestive content

Yandere/Mayadere

Specific kinks for specific characters

Angst

Scenario Imagines

Literally any kink that doesn't have to do with bodily fluids { not including cum }

What I will not write

Kinks such as piss, scatt and ddlg, weird kinks in general

Fetishes

Noncon/r@p3 { furthest I'll go is dubcon }

Nsfw for minors

Bnha/mha. never.

Minor x adult, Killer x victim, shit like that

Examples: Kyojuro x Akaza, Giyuu x Tanjiro

I want to add that sometimes things may not come out as often or I'll randomly go inactive, I struggle with motivating myself to do things and I get tired and burnout of things quickly, sometimes to where I won't want to have anything to do with it for months, and I want to go ahead and apologize for that. I'd also like to add that I am aloud to decline requests, wether I feel uncomfortable with the request or if I'm just not going to be able to finish it. That's honestly all I have left to say and shit. Have a good Day and thank you for reading :]

Marv_olo

#hunter x hunter #demon slayer #afk arena #inuyasha #cookie run #steven universe #the owl house #sally face #genshin impact #writers blog #new writer boost #new writter #black butler #arcane #arcane netflix #arcane league of legends

[iuvroachfromcodq]

Just some of my writing rules/stuff in general

Fandoms and characters I'll write for(for now):

Sally face; Sal Fisher, Larry johnson, Ashley Campbell, Todd ???, Neil ???, Travis Phelps, maybe Chug, Maple, ect

Cod; Gary Roach Sanderson, Simon Ghost Riley, Johnny Soap MacTavish, Captain Price, Konig, Horangi, Keegan, Krueger, Gaz, Alejandro, Rudy, possibly Graves, Ask for more and i may give

Jujutsu Kaisen; Almost anyone besides Panda, just ask

Mha; anyone besides Stain

Creepypasta and marble hornets; Jeff the killer, Ben drowned, Ticci Toby, eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Jane, Nina,

Haikyuu; Everyone

What I write;

Self inserts, head cannons, drabbles, fics, angst, fluff, smut (if it's with a minor character the character must be aged up), ECT.

What I won't write;

Rape, pedophilia, Zoophilia, scat, detailed gore,

My favorite stuff to write

Soft fluff and smut, soft and angst head cannons, currently hyper fixating on Sally face and cod men

#cod x reader #sally face #sally face x reader #creepypasta x reader #mha x reader #x y/n

[katebushsbabushka]

Coca Cola and Lime Green

Work in Progress

Characters: Larry Johnson, OC

Notes: Just a drabble I began working on last night about Larry and Gloria. It's nowhere near done. I just wanted to share what I had so far.

Warnings: This work deals heavily with religious trauma and the detailed inner workings of a cult. Though it is not explored in this portion of the writing, it becomes a prominent theme throughout the work. Canon divergent. I took some liberties with Larry's character while trying to keep him as close to Steve's characterization as possible. Underage smoking. Friendship between a canon character and an oc.

In all honesty, he had gotten off easy. 

The air in Larry Johnson’s apartment hung stagnant and acidic both from the summer heat and the bitter smell of marijuana that still lingered in his room and in his clothes. The debilitated air conditioner gifted to his mother by Mr. Addison always crapped out at three in the morning, leaving Larry alone with his thoughts until the machine decided to turn itself back on at 3:42. 

In hindsight, he could have done things differently – not that he regretted any of his actions. Oh no, Larry didn’t regret a thing he’d done – just the order in which he’d committed the acts. Maybe he shouldn’t have stolen his history teacher’s keys and spun donuts in the school’s parking lot one week after getting caught with weed in the school’s bathroom, right after getting notified that he was in danger of repeating eighth grade for missing ten days of school. He’d deserved his mother screaming at him for the majority of the evening, calling him stupid, and asking him if he hated her and if he “had any clue how hard it was for her to make ends meet right now?” He’d taken it all in silence, not saying a word and merely keeping his head down. Larry hadn’t gotten angry until the cops showed up at the apartments the following day. Apparently his history teacher wanted to press charges for grand theft auto. 

Fortunately for Larry, he’d only taken the car as far as the school’s parking lot with no attempt to drive it off school grounds, landing him with the much less serious crime of joyriding, and, if this had been Larry’s first brush with the law, the whole incident may have been laughed at and forgotten. However, Larry’s first crime had been committed in his early childhood, which put him right in the middle of a dispute with his mother, the history teacher, and a juvenile corrections officer. 

Personally, Larry did not mind the idea of repeating eighth grade – anything to keep the adults from pulling what he deemed the “Poor Larry” Card. Poor Larry Johnson whose dad walked out. Poor Larry Johnson who moved around, bouncing between his grandparents house and couches that belonged to Lisa’s friends until he was ten. Poor Larry Johnson with his dyslexia and ADHD and depression who couldn’t learn as well as the other kids because he switched schools so often. He hated it, hated all of it. 

And, yet, as always, it worked like a charm. 

He avoided juvie by the skin of his teeth for the second time in his life only to be landed with what Larry deemed a far crueler sentence – community service hours at the location of his history teacher’s choosing. He could have screamed, could have thrown up, could have very well hit someone in the face, but Lisa saw the rage building in his features and escorted him from the corrections office before he could lash out. The car ride back to Addison Apartments was spent in silence, and Larry retreated to his room to smoke and found himself in his current circumstances. 

He started tomorrow at Relentless Covenant of Grace Church. Larry had been there when he was little – not often, just at the behest of his lapsed Catholic mother who insisted that it was family tradition to attend Christmas and Easter services and nothing more. The practice had ceased when Larry’s father disappeared, and Lisa never resumed the ritual after Larry began his talk of apartment building curses and how his father would be coming back. 

Apparently, she didn’t want him to be superstitious. 

The worst part about the volunteer work was waking up early. After going to sleep at four in the morning, Larry awoke to Lisa jostling him from his slumber a mere three hours later before forcing him out of bed and dragging him from his bedroom to the kitchen. “Brush your hair,” she ordered while handing him a bowl of cereal as he brushed groggily at his teeth, “you don’t need anyone complaining about the way you look while you’re there.” 

“I got nicknamed Histhpanic Jesusth at sthool, Mom,” he muttered before spitting into the kitchen sink and rinsing his mouth, “I’m sure I’ll fit in.” Lisa rolled her eyes. 

“I’m serious, Larry. You’re not going to prison before you’re sixteen.” 

“It’s juvie, Mom. Hardly prison.” 

“And I don’t care,” she snapped as Larry’s eyes drifted to the ground, “you’re not going to end up as a statistic.” Larry almost retorted that it was nearly impossible, but he kept his thoughts to himself. Larry feared no one the way he did his mother. 

Its own version of the City on a Hill, the Phelps Ministry sat atop a large grassy knoll like the throne of God, casting its judgment on the citizens of Knockfell. The building had been greatly renovated since the last time Larry walked through its door with great marble tiles marking the entrance of a great cathedral where a small one room building once stood. Gone were the corroded wooden pulpit and hardened benches, replaced with opulent carpet and burning candles on iron wicks. The place felt too fine for a church and much too fine for the place that haunted Larry’s dreams on Christmas and Easter mornings. 

One thing had remained the same, however, and that was the spider-crawling feeling Reverence Phelps gave him when he came out to shake his hand. 

Larry never liked Kenneth Phelps, a trait he evidently inherited from his father when he discovered his parents arguing one morning about holiday attendance. His father always insisted he would go by himself to represent the family and that Lisa and Larry stay home. Larry never found out the reason until he asked Lisa about the conversation on one of the rare occasions they talked about his father only for Lisa to reply: 

“Jim hated that man. Couldn’t ever blame him though. Kenneth always creeped me out.” 

Larry followed the pristine reverend to a back room while dodging various questions about hellfire and the fate of an eternal soul Larry didn’t even know for certain he possessed until he finally assured the minister that, if he worried about the state of his eternal residence, he could go talk to his correctional officer about it. Kenneth’s face hardened beneath his masking smile as he left the room upon ordering Larry to sort through boxes of tracts, and, for the majority of the morning, Larry found himself baffled by the graphic depictions of suicide victims, homosexuals, and Catholics going to hell. 

So much for Jesus loves you. 

The door opened once more, and Larry found himself too engrossed by the bizarre nature of his inventory to care if Kenneth Phelps plunged an ax into his back, but he nonetheless jumped when touched, turning in full expectation to be stabbed with a crucifix only to find a small girl crouched behind him, her hands ripping away from him in fear. 

“Who the hell are you?” he demanded, his heart rate leveling more as he took her in. Ebony curls reached down to her chest over a dress the color of snow that Larry pitied her for wearing once he saw the neckline extended nearly to her chin. While she didn’t have sleeves, her pale arms were the only part of her body her clothes left exposed. She had pretty eyes though, bright blue things curtained behind a curtain of dark lashes he would have assumed were fake if he didn’t know the Phelps Ministry was firmly against cosmetics. 

“I’m…sorry,” she replied, withdrawing her hands that Larry then noticed were covered by gloves, “I thought…maybe Father,” she murmured before dropping her head, “I’m Gloria.” He sighed, the panic finally evaporating as he turned away from her. 

“I’m–” 

“Larry. I know.”  Larry blinked at her before she seemed to realize her mistake, sinking onto her knees. “Oh. I’m sorry. Father said to watch for you, but I saw you coming before anyone else did,” she giggled, bringing her feet to sit crossed beneath her body as she rocked on her haunches. He nodded. 

“You supposed to be helping me or something?” he questioned, turning back to his organization. 

“No, I’m actually not supposed to talk to you.” Thoroughly alarmed, Larry turned to her to find her rocking still with a smile on her face. 

“Then get out,” he spat, knocking the grin from her face, “I’m already in enough trouble as it is, and you’re not going to get me in anymore.” 

“Oh, don’t worry,” she replied unfazed, “Father and the rest of the church staff went soul winning. They won’t be back for three hours.” Larry studied her, contemplating the weight of his next decision before he sighed. 

“Fine. Whatever. Just help me if you’re going to stay here.” Gloria nodded, scooting closer to him to see what he was doing before following his movements. 

#larry johnson #sally face #sf larry #sf #sallyface #fanfiction #sally face fanfic #larryface #gloria augustus

[fandomsofm]

Haha! Ya’ll thought I was dead! Jokes on you! I’m not!

Sallary werewolf AU! fanfic. Fluffy Drabble.

Puppy Naps (Are Best with Fluffy Boyfriends)

“Sal, no,” Larry deadpanned as a blue-silver wolf pouted at his feet, his single ear and tail tucked in to make himself look more pitiful.

“Sally Face, I’m not letting you out tonight! It’s the full moon, dumbass!” Sal whined, licking Larry’s ankle as he stared up at him with a wide, watery eye.

“Try all you want, I’m not giving in.” A whimper.

“Sal.” A warning.

“SALLY!” Now, a frustrated yell as Sal grabbed the brunette’s wallet, racing back to their bedroom. “C’MERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!” Larry pounded after the wolf, jumping to try and topple him over. The small canine dodged just in time, only to trip on his own tail and land on his back, wallet flying as he cried out in surprise.

“Ha!” Larry taunted as he swiped his wallet up. “I TOLD you! You should have let me groom that mess of a tail, dude!” Sal gave a groany huff as he slumped down, his muzzle on his paws.

“Babe, I’m sorry, but I can’t take you! I’ll only be gone for like, a half hour at most. Can’t you fucking wait, dude?” Sal whined, shoving his nose into Larry’s leg and peering up at him with wide, watering eyes. “Don’t you puppy eye me, blue.” Sally whimpered again. “Sal…” Another whimper and cry later, and Larry was on the floor, petting Sal’s fur down. “Damn it, Sally Face,” Larry sighed. “I spoil you too much.”

Sal whined with a small smile, thumping his tail against the floor as he leaned his ear into the massage. Larry groaned as he fell back, bringing the small canine with him.

“Sal, dude, I need to get the groceries.” Sal just shrugged, shoving his nose in the crook of his boyfriend’s collar bone as he placed his legs onto his hips. “Seriously, we have, like, nothing left.” Sal just licked the skin on his tongue in retaliation. “GAH! Fine, I’m staying home! Just stop licking me,” Larry grumbled as he pushed Sally’s head.

The wolf moved back his head with his boyfriend’s hand, placing it down on the broad chest with a hum of attracted content.

“What is it with you and my pecs, man?” Larry snorted, carding his fingers through soft fur. Sal ignored him, closing his eye as he smushed his cheek against the warm heart now beating under his ear. “Love you too, sweetheart,” the brunette sighed, giving one last smile before leaning his head back and closing his eyes. A puppy nap didn’t sound too bad.

#drabble #sally face #sally face fanfiction #sally face fandom #sal fisher #larry sally face #larry johnson #fanfiction #writing #werewolf #werewolf au #alternate universe #sallary #larisher #shhh #shut up #i will go down with this ship #shippy stuff #snuggles #snuggled #naps #Werewolf!Sal #try me #is cute #m writes #fluffy #fluff #cuddles #naptime #larbear

[ad0rebrial]

HIII ,HELLO, I was wondering if you could make Sal/Larry (separate or just one of them) reacting to the reader, possibly fem! Getting suspended for beating up someone who was saying rude things about the boys?

Larry would be SHOCKED.

You? Beating up someone? For him? Holy shit dude that’s like so sick and COOL.

He would definitely be in shock first but then he would freak out in joy before hell, you knocked someone out just because they made a Pinocchio joke about him like that’s a whole entire proposal right there for him.

He NEEDS AND GOTS TO BAG YOU-

As soon as he gets home he immediately dashes to your apartment cause WHAT?

He is asking you so many questions about the fight. Like—did you uppercut this person? Right or left hook them? DRAG THEM? Like you gotta tell him all the details about this.

Other than the giggles and laughs, he is touched by how you defended him over something like this. He’s heard that stupid joke for a long ass time and he grew to not care about it anymore but just hearing about you fighting someone over it just makes his heart warm up and beat faster.

Sal has been bullied a lot throughout his life and he has grown to ignore and just get over it. He’s heard a lot worser than whatever someone else has to say about him that he’s already cried over so…

But when someone made a joke OUTLOUD saying that he looked like Jason Vorhees without his mask and he saw you literally fold this person up like an omelette in the matter of seconds?? HOLY SHIT?

He is quick to grab ahold of you and prevent you from damn near killing the person and causing even more damage than you already did.

He’s sad when you got suspended but he is also very respectful of you for doing that. That insult was definitely something new but it wasn’t enough to hurt him that much. I guess you’re able to see how that could still affect his emotions. He felt good knowing that you did something like that just to make sure that he was okay even when you didn’t have too, he thanks you for that but encourages you to try another method of defending him because he doesn’t want you getting into more trouble…

#sally face #sally face imagine #sally face oneshots #sally face drabbles #sally face fluff #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher x you #sally face x you #sally face x reader #larry johnson drabbles #larry johnson x y/n #larry johnson fluff #larry johnson x you #larry johnson imagines #larry johnson x reader

[sallyscenes]

100 followers special!

Thank you for 100! I’ll be doing a one day prompt day!

What’s One day prompt day?

One day prompt day is a special day where I will list about 60 prompts to choose from (ideas are mine) and you can mix and match, you can choose up to 3 prompts to mix together

You can also choose the character for your prompt(s)! So no further a do! The prompts are listed below and remember I’m only doing it today! Until 02/09/19!

I will be holding another one when we reach 200, with new prompts ^^

Try to keep the prompts at the same genre, so that it’ll be easier and faster to write than say, 1 and 17, they’re complete opposites and will be longer and harder to write for.

Example: Can I request for 34 and 39 for Sally?

Listen to this while browsing for prompts! :)

1~15 will be fluff!

1~ “You’re like a huge teddy bear! So cuddly”

2~ “If you say yes to being my girl then you’ll have an endless supply of kisses and hugs. Deal?”

3~ “Can I do your make up?”

4~ “Your lips are sweeter than all the candies combined babe”

5~ “It’s not a crime dancing, as long as you’re dancing with me”

6~ “Your life will be a lot better with me in it ;)”

7~ “I should call the cops! You stole my heart!”

8~ “Can we cuddle forever? You don’t need to go to work”

9~ “Yeah yeah chocolate is sweet but have felt my love? That’s even sweeter ;))”

10~ “I feel like I’m in love all over again, do this more often please”

11~ “I like you, no scratch that! I love you!”

12~ “Do you think that even ghosts can feel my love for you?”

13~ “Do you know what’s lame? You not smiling, so smile more!”

14~ “According to my calculations, you are the only one for me”

15~ “Do you like that guy more than me? Not that I’m jealous or anything!”

16~31 will be angst ;-;

16~ “Was I ever enough?”

17~ “I knew you never loved me”

18~ “Can you hear that? The sound of my heart breaking?”

19~ “You’re misunderstanding everything!”

20~ “Sometimes I ask myself, why did I even waste my time on you?” ouch

21~ “Friend? Yeah I guess friends fuck each other now!”

22~ “Get out of my sight”

23~ “Please don’t leave me”

24~ “You promised to never hurt me, to make me happy always. You lied”

25~ “You know what? I’m tired, I’m tired of you, I’m tired of us”

26~ “Sorry, you’re just gonna waste my time again, just go and find another person to mess with”

27~ “You were the reason this relationship didn’t work out”

28~ “I gave you everything, I even gave up on myself. I guess I was just stupid”

29~ “Don’t contact me or try to contact me, I’m done with you”

30~ “I feel like dying”

31~ “I guess I’m sleeping alone this time”

32~45 will be lime!

32~ “Someone’s been naughty”

33~ “You just couldn’t wait huh?”

34~ “Couldn’t help it baby, you looked too good to resist”

35~ “All of this? For me?”

36~ “I won’t be gentle this time angel”

37~ “You think I’m an easy person huh?”

38~ “You did this, now you have to pay for it”

39~ “We’ll get in trouble if someone hears, so better keep that pretty mouth shut”

40~ “Keep teasing and you won’t have that Gucci bag you wanted”

41~ “I thought I said I like red? But this is much better”

42~ “Don’t be shy, sit on my face baby girl”

43~ “Being bratty doesn’t suit you, doll face”

44~ “And this is why you don’t go flirting with other guys babe”

45~ “I could’ve beaten the shit out of him, but I’d rather save my energy into punishing you”

46~60 will be funny!

46~ “Are you checking me out?” “No I’m checking your dog out”

47~ “Why does it smell like trash here?” “I think you’re just smelling your self”

48~ “Don’t you think he drank too much apple juice?” “That’s not apple juice..”

49~ “If was survival of the fittest I think you would have lost first”

50~ “I heard you say daddy in your sleep, wanna explain?”

51~ *Sniffs you* “You smell nice”

52~ “I think our couple name will be dumb and dumber! Like spongebob!”

53~ “Hi can I order a Big Mac and your phone number?”

54~ “I think you like that dog than me ;-;”

55~ “Do it for the Tik Tok!”

56~ “Hit or miss?” “..I guess they never miss huh?”

57~ “I’m already Tracer”

58~ “Ruh oh Shaggy’s coming”

59~ “I’m a flat ass but I still get the-” “SAUSAGE!!”

60~ “I came here for the food not the disrespect”

Whew! That lime made me blush and sweat like crazy😝

But hopefully you guys like the prompts, I know they’re lame 😂

~Mod Kopi out

#ashley campbell #larry johnson #larry x reader #sal fisher #sal x reader #sal x reader imagines #sally face #sally face imagines #sally face scenarios #sally fisher #prompts #sally face prompts #sally face drabbles #travis x reader #travis phelps

[fakexface]

Go.

"Let's go."

Sal looked up from the book he'd been reading, studying Larry- or, rather, the back of easel that Larry was painting. "Go?" He echoed, closing his book slowly.

"Yeah! Like, on a trip. Or a permanent roadtrip. Away from here," Larry set down his paintbrush and stood, stretching his arms up over his head. He had paint on his cheek, a vivid stripe of red that made Sal think of blood. "We're graduated! What's stopping us?"

"Money."

"Besides that!" Larry turned, a smile curling his lips that had Sal's breath catching in his throat. "We have the world ahead of us, Sally Face. Let's go have a fuckin' adventure."

Sal smiled behind the prosthetic and nodded as Larry sat back down on his stool. "Yeah," he murmured, an odd sort of longing filling his chest. "Alright. Where to?"

"Well," Larry drawled as he studied the painting. "You could take me to Jersey. Show me around. Or we could go to Colorado, or all the way to California! Or New Orleans for Mardi Gras..." He rambled on as he painted; the front of Addison Apartments stood immortalized on the easel, a figure standing in the door way. The sunset was vivid reds and oranges and yellows behind the apartments, or maybe it was the sunrise? He wasn't sure. He just felt the need to paint this scene that wouldn't leave his mind.

Larry didn't know why he felt like crying.

Sal didn't understand the sudden wave of anxiety that crashed over him.

Wordlessly, both boys sat, overwhelmed and confused. Dread settled over them.

"Sally Face?"

"Yeah?"

"We're gonna get out of Nockfell, right? One day?"

"Yeah, Larry Face, we will."

"Promise?"

Sal didn't know why it felt like he was signing his life away. "Promise."

#sally face #larry johnson #sal fisher #sally fisher #drabble #lowkey salarry if you look close #listen i needed to write a sad #and i cant write sad in empire of dirt yet #so #have this #i listened to The Night We Met while writing thiz

[sallywiththeface]

The Eye of the Beholder

Sal/Larry Tags/Warnings: angst, fluff, anxiety, facial dysmorphia, potential body horror? (Just a description of Sal's disfiguration and some of the medical procedures and reconstruction), mutual pining, first person perspective, PTSD. This is just a drabble I wrote last night based on some headcanons and ideas that have been building up for me. I'm also welcome to critique and feedback! This is likely a WIP and I'll probably add to it and delete this original post later to repost the new versions as I go along, but we'll see. Enjoy! 🖤 ---------------------------------------- I stare blankly into the mirror in Larry’s bathroom, lost in my own reflection. This happened often, I'd lose track of time, gaping at the glass as I searched over and over for anything left behind from before the incident. Wishing I could find anything to remind me of how I used to look. I'd forgotten my own face not long after I'd lost it. I'm ripped from my trance as a knock sounds at the door “Sal? You still alive in there buddy? It's been like 20 minutes.” Larry's familiar voice almost immediately soothed my nerves, easing the lump of anxiety I'd felt rising in my chest. “Yeah uhm...I'll be right out.” I fasten my prosthetic back into place and come out, sighing softly and attempting to appear as calm as ever. Despite having no way of seeing my expression, Larry always saw right through my facade, he could read my body language like a book. “You look on edge, you sure you're alright?” I try to nod silently but make a resigned grunt instead before speaking, “Honestly, not exactly. Had a small identity crisis in the mirror again-” Larry pulls a sympathetic face and pats the spot next to him on the couch. Lisa wasn't home at the time, so we felt more comfortable being in the living area than normal, “You wanna talk about it?” I nod and take a seat. I'm not usually so open but something about Larry's presence was comforting in and of itself, allowing me to actually be trusting for once. “I made the mistake of removing my prosthetic and I got lost staring at myself again. It feels like I'm looking at a stranger, but I also don't even remember well enough what I looked like before aside from the few pictures we had of me back then. It's like the trauma wiped my ability to recognize myself.” Larry nods silently, simply listening to me without judgement or pressure. “I can't imagine how that feels, but I'm sure it's really confusing and frustrating.” “You have no idea man, it's the strangest thing.” I pause, mind suddenly going off track as I realize that my best friend has never gotten to see my face in all the time we've known each other. We drift into a comfortable silence as I continue to think, and Larry watches me in mild confusion, but waits patiently. Moments pass that feel like hours before I speak “You've never seen my face.” I blurt awkwardly, mouth running without my consent. Larry's eyes widen for a moment before returning to normal “I...yeah I haven't. I figured we'd get to that when you're comfortable. There's no rush.” “Do you want to see my face, Larry? It's not like I don't trust you at this point.” Larry blinks, seeming slightly taken aback “If you're ready to show me, I'd love to see what my best friend looks like, yes.” I bite my lip behind my prosthetic, mustering the nerve to actually go through with showing him. I remind myself that he wouldn't be like the others, he would never belittle me. “Just a second.” I turn away from him and start unfastening the straps, taking a deep breath to steel myself. “Take your time, Sal. Whenever you're ready-” I smile softly to myself, slipping my prosthetic away and placing it on the table next to the couch. “Just...don't freak out.” “Aw cmon Sal, you know better.” He was right, I did. I slowly face him, watching his expression shift through emotions as he takes in the details of my face, compassion, sadness, pain (he probably was imagining the attack as I'd described it). His gaze roves from my eyes to my mouth, where the deep pit of a scar on my left cheek reveals a hole in my face that had never healed properly, my canines exposed if you looked closely enough. His eyes then shifted to take in the rest, my poorly reconstructed nose, my taut and stretched eyelids, the teeth marks and shredded scars, traces of skin grafts covering every inch of my visage. There wasn't a trace of pity in his expression, and for that I was thankful. Then he surprised me, and smiled. “So this is the real you, Sally Face.” In my shock, I could feel myself blink back tears. Larry's brow furrows in concern immediately “What's wrong?” I laugh quietly and shake my head “These are tears of relief, Larry.” I wipe at my eyes with my sleeve, smiling at him. There was a look on his face I’d never seen before, a soft and compassionate smirk. “You have a nice smile, you know? I'm glad to know what it looks like finally.” “Oh don't patronize me now Larry, I look like one of those toddlers that's shoved their face into spaghetti-” he looks mildly offended, “I'm serious. It's a genuine and sweet smile.” I roll my eyes “If you insist, Larry Face.” I reach for my prosthetic and Larry looks disappointed “Uh, if you don't mind, could you keep it off a bit longer? I understand if not. It's just nice to see your expressions-” I stare at him, so he really was serious, wasn't he? “Sure, I suppose.” He cracks a wide smile “You know, you should let me paint you sometime. The you behind the prosthetic.” I raise an eyebrow at him quizzically “This grotesque mug?” He looks offended again, “You're too hard on yourself about it. I think you see it as worse than it is because of the things people have said to you.” Ouch. That one hit the nail on the head. “You're...probably right, but it's something I do to cope, I guess.” He nudges my side with his elbow “I guess that means I need to start loading you with compliments to make up for the damage they caused then, huh? And not just fake pity compliments either. I'm not about that, it's gotta be authentic.” “Why are you so nice to me, dude?” “I figured it’s about time someone was.” I shake my head with a small smile, leaning my head against his shoulder “That's cheesy. You're a dweeb.” “You know it, Sally Face.” _________________________________ Larry had the most fascinating expressions when he was drawing, and he had uniquely handsome features. Not in the conventional sense, he had a long pointed nose, eyebrows that were bit too thick by most people's standards, and his hair was rarely clean; yet he also had a sharp jawline and broad shoulders atop his thin frame, his skin dusted in freckles and beauty marks, including the darkest one under his right eye. To me, he was just gorgeous, and even if he never washed his hair, I wanted to tangle my fingers in it and never let go. I was always zoning out and staring at him while he was sketching something across the room, hair falling into his face. I had no idea what he was drawing, but occasionally he'd glance up at me and I would quickly avert my eyes, as if that weren't just as obvious as my gawking. Real subtle, Sal. I had realized not long after showing him my face weeks before, it was unavoidable at this point. I had a huge crush on my best friend. My best friend who was, presumably, not into guys. What a mess. Part of me wanted to tell him because I knew he wouldn't be grossed out or hate me, but there was still a chance it would change things, that we'd become distant. What if he didn't want me to stay over as much? What if he was grossed out by it but would be too nice to tell me so? What if I'm just freaking myself out over nothing? The latter is the most likely, but that doesn't make it any easier to form the words, ‘Hey man, I've been thinking about kissing you a lot lately.’ Or ‘Hey man, I’d really fucking love to fall asleep in your arms instead of just lying next to you.’ When did this attraction even start? It's not exactly shocking but damn. I sigh, the sound drowned out by the sound of ‘Singular’ by Sanity’s Fall playing loudly. I wish it could drown out my thoughts and help me think about anything else. Lately these thoughts would always flood my mind around him. It was becoming overwhelming and I knew if I couldn't figure out how to say it soon to get closure, I'd explode. I gnaw my lip and stare over at my prosthetic, lying on Larry’s dresser. Fuck it. I reach over and turn down the music, causing Larry to look up at me. “Something up? You seem like you're a million miles away right now.” “I have something to tell you. It's not easy to say either, but if I don't say it soon I'll snap.” He blinks and closes his sketchbook, giving me his undivided attention. “Go for it.” I bite my lip again and search for the words, picking at the fray in the knee of my jeans. “I hope this doesn't make anything weird, but I think I might-...” I drift off, words catching in my throat, “-no, there's no might about it, I have more than platonic feelings for you Larry. God I hope that doesn't make you uncomfortable or that it doesn't change anything, and I understand if you don't feel the same at all. I just needed to get it off my chest, honestly…” I stare at my hands, afraid to look at him. The silence hangs in the air like smog, and I can hardly breathe. Just as I think I'll crumble under the tension, he speaks, “Why would that change anything or make me uncomfortable, Sal?” My gaze lifts and I finally see his face. Once again he surprises me by smiling, “You're still my best friend. Maybe I'll need time to process this new info and determine how I feel, but I promise you that it won't change anything for the worse.” And once again, I find myself blinking back tears of relief, only this time I can't hold them back. Tears roll down my cheeks and I choke out a single laugh, the sound catching in my throat from my shortness of breath. “You know Sal, you're not the only one questioning our relationship here. I haven't been sure and I'm still confused, but I-... hell I don't even know myself, really. All I know is sometimes I think things that aren't normal to think of someone who's just your friend.” I stare at him, mouth slightly agape, “Like what?” He glances away nervously and runs a hand through his hair, “Things like, wanting to hold your hand, or hug you for longer than usual...and kind of wanting to kiss you.” His voice grew so quiet near the end that I was almost convinced I’d misheard him, but no. He had really been thinking the same sort of things I had. Before I could stop myself the words left my mouth, “Me too.” We exchange a look in silence, the ten or so feet between us seeming to close in as we hold eye contact for much longer than normal. He stands slowly and sets his sketchbook aside, hands shaking ever so slightly, the only sign of his nervousness. My eyes track him as he hesitantly crosses the room before looming over me. “Can I kiss you?” He asks quietly, the words coming out as barely more than a whisper. I'd never seen him so timid. When I finally process his question my face heats and I nod, muttering softly, “Yes.” Both of us lean in slowly, each second seeming to drag on forever before our lips finally connect. The kiss is brief and innocent, lips pressed together for just a moment, yet when we withdrew from it we both were glowing red and staring at each other silently. I wonder if he can hear my heart drumming against my ribcage, but find that I don't care. We both smile sheepishly and laugh as I hide my face in my hands and he sets his hands on my shoulders gently, “For now, we'll just take our time to figure out how we feel before we rush in any further, sound alright?” I look out from behind my hands and nod, unable to stop smiling. _________________________________ I had finally agreed to let him paint me. After weeks of Larry occasionally pestering me about it, I begrudgingly decided to let him. I didn't really think I was anything worth painting, but he had told me that was just what I'd been conditioned to think of myself by the bullies. I'm now sitting with Larry in his room, relaxing on his bed as usual while he sits across from me and sketches the layout of his painting, looking between me and the page every few moments. The silence starts to bother me, so I speak, trying my best to not move, “Why is it you want to paint me so badly?” He smiles, looking down at his work, “Glad you asked. See, I think you represent a special kind of beauty.” I stare at him, expression blank, “I mean it. To me you're pretty because you're just Sal. If I must, I could even list things about you that are physically beautiful.” I snort quietly, nearly rolling my eyes but deciding against it, “Try me.” He looks up at me and meets my eyes, “Your hair is pretty and soft, your eyes are the most stunning blue, the crinkles in the corners of your eyes when you smile are precious and I can even see them when you wear your prosthetic. Before you stopped wearing it all the time that's the only way I could tell you were smiling. You have delicate hands, and a cute frame, I could keep going if you need me too-” I realize as he's speaking that my face feels warm and he laughs, “Don't look so surprised Sal. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It's all subjective. Like a work of art, and that's why I think you're a perfect subject to paint.” I stare at him wordlessly and without thinking I shift to lean over and kiss his cheek before returning to my former position. “Thank you, it means so much coming from you.” His cheeks flush ever so slightly and he returns to sketching with a smile, both of us sitting in almost silence once again as we listen to the music playing quietly from across the room. Lisa was home, so we kept it down. As if on queue when I thought of her, Lisa knocks and pokes her head into the room, glancing between us and at Larry's sketch. A soft smile crosses her lips as she speaks, “Dinner’s ready if you boys are hungry, not to interrupt your artistic flow, Hon.” “Thanks, mom.” We both answer simultaneously. She laughs and steps back out. I'd accidentally referred to her as mom once and it had just stuck. I had a sinking suspicion she knew about the recently changed nature of our relationship, but if so she didn't seem to mind at all. Larry and I had discussed how to tell her properly, but hadn't gotten around to it. “We should tell her tonight.” I say as Larry makes finishing touches on the sketch, so we could take a dinner break, “I mean, what better time to bring it up than over a meal?” He nods agreeably and closes his sketchbook, “Alright. I think we're ready for that. It's not like she'll have a problem with it. Mom’s told me about her past girlfriends from her school days.” I raise my eyebrows and smirk, “Oh?? So you're mom’s not just into guys? The more ya know, I guess.” We make our way out to the living room. We usually would eat in there over the coffee table. Somehow it made the atmosphere of meals more relaxed, and I feel my slight nerves about telling her calm down. We take our seats on the couch, each picking our plates up from the table and thanking Lisa before we start to eat. After a few minutes of small talk and silent eating, Larry clears his throat and sets his fork down, “So, Mom, I-...we have something to tell you.” She smiles knowingly but only says, “Oh? What's that?” “Sal is...kind of my boyfriend now.” Lisa smirks and chuckles to herself, “Henry owes me 10 bucks. He thought it would be a few more months before you told one of us.” I choke on a bite of chicken, laughing when I recover, “You and dad placed bets on this???” She snorts, “Sal sweetheart it's been obvious for a while now.” I resist the urge to hide my face in my hands and Larry groans, “Mom what the hell.” She laughs again before sighing happily, “In all seriousness though, I'm happy for you two and I support you to the ends of the earth. You're good for each other. Sal is one of the best additions to the family I could hope for, and if you're happy I'm happy, son.” She and Larry exchange a loving look before she turns to me, “Just take care of my boy, Sally.” I smile and nod, “I wouldn't have it any other way.”

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Sally Face (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Sal Fisher/Reader, Larry Johnson/Reader, Ashley Campbell/Larry Johnson Characters: Sal Fisher, Larry Johnson, Reader, Ashley Campbell, Neil (Sally Face) Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Fluff, Angst Series: Part 1 of The Sally Face collection. Drabbles, stories, and head cannons Summary:

Things were never easy were they? Even when they were kids just trying to get by in school they always had a knack for attracting the strange and dangerous. Through all the struggles however, they only grew closer and in the end that lasting bond forged by shared traumas and intimate nights of open raw emotion was what gave them the strength to prevail. If only things had ended differently.

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