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ad0rebrial · 3 days

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Reader who loves to give pet names (Sf gang + Travis?)

=^-^= anon?

Of course! You’re already on the list! hope you enjoy!🩷🩷 Travis is already in the gang here!

The gang found you to be a very sweet and loving person. You always find a way to put a smile on their faces effortlessly with your personality that they just can’t help but allow it to win them over.

The biggest and most effective way on getting them all happy is when you call them by your infamous pet names that are only exclusive with them.

Todd’s pet name is Toddy. He doesn’t find it really fond when someone calls him that, thinking that it’s a little embarrassing but he loves it when you do so! He finds it embarrassing still but he can’t stop himself from always having a sweet feeling in his chest when you call him that.

Sal’s pet name is his classic nickname Sally. He doesn’t know why he loves it so much when you call him Sally because so many other people do call him that. It’s just that yours has a more special feeling to it and he can’t put his finger on it.

Ash’s pet name is Ashe, the E is not silent. She finds it pretty cute and she likes the nickname! When she hears you calling her by her designated nickname she just feels so happy inside and she can’t help but smile brightly when she hears you calling her name.

Larry’s name is Lar-Lar. He finds it embarrassing since his own mom calls him Lar-bear and it’s just another variation of it. But does he say anything to you about it? No. He doesn’t because he enjoys it when you call him by that nickname for some odd reason despite finding it embarrassingly loving.

Last but not least, Travis’s nickname is Trav. He’s heard that nickname a lot but with you it’s different. Basically like Sal’s in a way! Travis at first told you to not call him that but then he let it die down because how can he disagree with a nickname that you gave him when you just look so happy while saying it?

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sallyfaceproduces · 2 months

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SALLY & LARRY REACTING TO THEIR S/O HOLDING ONTO THEIR CLOTHING SO THEY DON'T GET LOST

SALLY FACE

• ugh sal is the sweetest

• he definitely was startled at first because he didn't expect it

• but once you started doing it more he got used to it

• he found himself liking it actually, but he did ask you why you did it because he's never seen someone do this or experienced it himself

• once you tell him it's so you don't lose him especially in crowded areas and you trust him he's sooo flustered lol

• like,, you trust him??? And feel safe enough to hold onto a little piece of his clothing to not get separated from him???

• Sally thinks you're the cutest ugh

• he gets so flustered and shy whenever you do this cute little habit of yours but he loves it and doesn't mind that you do it

• in a way, I feel like it also makes him feel at ease as well especially when doing all these crazy ass adventures that can get dangerous.

LARRY

• he doesn't really care tbh

• I feel as if Larry doesn't realize until a few minutes later when you first did it

• he'd probably get a little worried and asked if you were okay since he saw it as you were maybe nervous or scared

• but once you reassured him that you're alright and you just like to hold onto him so you don't lose him he gets soo happy oml

• Larry is just so happy you trust him and don't want to get separated from him

• he thinks this habit of yours is cute and probably will tease you a little bit from time and time again but he means well

• though he keeps letting you hold onto his clothing or onto him, doesn't matter to him

• he just also likes having you close to him

• it's a possessive thing, he's protective over you because he cares about you so much, and so he knows no one is trying to mess with you

• also an excuse to walk you to class lol

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cringequeenwrites · 3 months

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hi <3 id like to request larry johnson smut. i have this idea of just like laying around being lazy with him, talking about his art, music, maybe even smoking a little. as he’s comfortably rambling with you, he keeps trailing off getting distracted by looking at you. he starts grabbing at your thighs (super obsessed with them) and listing off phrases of adoration about you. just overall super lovey, entranced by you, almost can’t help himself but just being all over you. just some guilty pleasure lazy lovey smut plss 😭😭

Sorry for taking so long I was in art block for a hot minute, long intro,fluff,love making smut >>

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The Artist’s muse

Art credit: @deordah on instagram

You woke up begrudgingly to the buzz on your phone. The rectangular light emitted shadowed your bewildered, but sleepy features as you grasp your phone with your eyes still closed. Once you could lift the weight of your eyelids you could just see a text from your boyfriend.

‘Come to my room, I need your help.’

You muster a groan before slugging off the bed before putting on some more appropriate pjs to where before sliding on some fluffy slippers and exiting your apartment to trudge into his. Times like this you feel grateful that you live in the same complex as your lover.

The elevator shuddered and reeked of cigarettes and mildew finally stopped and you exited. Softly opening is shared apt door to not wake his mom up with the spare key she gave you a couple months back. In her words Larry made too much noise trying to sneak you in himself than you actually coming normally.

You lock the door behind you and shuffle to his bedroom. The deafening silence of your slippers and his music looming vibrations into the thin wall made you feel almost invisible like a ghost. The familiar smell of burning marijuana and incense filled your nose.

You open his door and slide in to close it behind you. He hadn’t notice your presence yet. You spotted his figure behind a canvas atop of his big easily that also blocked the door way. Most likely the cause of him not noticing you come in. His vinyl player playing a more low and somber tone in contrast of the typical metallic death metal.

You scooted to the side, he still doesn’t notice you. But now you see he’s hyper-focused and high painting something. You see the shapes and color of a figure but you can’t tell what it is yet. You see him put down his paint brush with his brows furrowed as he takes another hit from his blunt, reaching for his phone.

‘Hurry up’

‘I’m right next to you dumby.’

You waited for text to deliver, to ping his phone, and to fully read your one sentence before lifting his head up like a barn owl. You see him jump in his stool and almost fall back. “Jesus fuck, sals a bad influence on you, you know that?” You chuckle at his response and move closer, hugging his tall frame as an apology. “What did you need help with larva.” Larva was the nick name you gave him because you grimaced every time you used larr-bear. Larva being way cuter you argued. You boyfriend who had mixed feelings about being compared to a worm, got back to what he wanted to say.

“I need you to pose for me, I wanna paint ya.”

You paused and looked at him, looking in his features to decipher if he was messing with you or not. His eyes stared back at yours with honesty and the white of his eyes a more pink from weed.

He then wrapped his arms around you to pick you up. You wide eyed and flattered at first, now flustered and in the air. “How bout,no..actually hold on.” He muttered before he flopped you on the bed with heist as he rearranges the position of his easel. You were torn with emotion. Flattered that your boyfriend wanted to paint you, but tired because it’s almost two and half in the morning.

You steal the neglected blunt off his nightstand as he fumbled with his pants. Still lit and burning you inhale while just accepting what’s happing. Still half asleep as you stare off into space. “You’re so pretty you know that?” His voice dipping an octave with his brush against the canvas. “I’m tired.” You almost whispered, even talking normally felt like too much work right now. “I mean it, you’re so fucking beautiful.” You say nothing unintentionally,zoned out from sleep deprivation and the slow high as you inhaled the blunt with your lips touching the rolled up paper.

You’re unsure how much time has passed. Your mind brought back to Larry when you no longer hear the brush strokes and music from the player suddenly click off. You observe him turn of the lights, but still seeing his silhouette shuffle toward you. Climbing in the bed quietly, the light of your blunt being the only light emitting from the room.

He sits closer to you,not saying a word, but you can tell what he is doing. You give him the blunt, he cranes his head. you cup his cheek with your free hand and place the joint to his lips with your other hand. You two shared the dwindling blunt until it was just bits of burnt paper. Breathing smoke from his mouth into yours, feeling as if you’re sucking his soul.

“I love you.” He said. His head coming to rest on your shoulder as you put your hands around his neck. “I love you too, don’t ever wake me up this late again.” You hear his sudden chuckle, feeling his dopey smile on your skin. “I’m sorry, just miss you.” He continued. Pulling down your pj pants with your underwear. “You see me everyday.” You entertained him as you pulled his shirt off. “I know.” He huffed. Taking off your shirt he gave you years ago.

“I just want you here, I want your heart.. Your attention, I wanted to hear your voice. I don’t know how to put it. I even miss the smell of your clothes.”

He uttered through whispers. Shuffling his pants off to kick them away. Kissing the shell of your ear down to your neck. Hands on your waist as his legs intertwined with yours.

“I need you.”

He grabbed the lube from that laid on the covers from a couple nights before. Pouring a generous amount on his shaft. You lock his waist between you with your legs. He rubbed his cock between your folds,heat already emitting from the both of you. The squelching sound made by your mixture of slick and lube coating your lips as his tip plays with your sensitive clit. You let out a shuddered whimper from the teasing, earning a chuckle from the man above you. He then inserted the head in, pausing to give you time to adjust before sinking his length in. His thickness was something you never got used to, no matter how many times you two were together. He bottomed out with a huff. Pausing again to give you time to adjust. You ran your hands through his hair to signal him to go. He slowly thrusted but thoroughly pressed into your core when he made contact. Now spouting endless praise and encouragement to you. “You so fucking hot, fuck, your pussy is so good I could fuck you forever. Your noises are so fucking cute too. I love you so much baby you don’t even know.” He sped up to where you could hear the plaps and squelching of your skin together. Inching closer and closer before you were about to climax. “Larry I’m close-“ you could only warn too soon before you felt your legs spasm and shake as you gush around his cock. Hiding your face in the crook of his neck as he chased his high, thrust coming to a sloppy rhythm as he pumped his cum I side you, filling your pussy until it was spilling out as he pulled out.

“We can clean up tomorrow morning.” He exhaled, still lying on top of you as he drew the blanket covers over the two of you. “I love you.” You whispered with soft huffs. “Love you too.” He said, falling asleep with your arms around him.

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lovebeatriceplz · 11 days

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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

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glitterforashes · 8 months

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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.”

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0yuri-chan0 · 7 months

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~ Don't leave me ~

Wait.. Wait Sally Face fandom isn't dead? YES! No, because I love sally face like he a murderer but hes my murderer 💅 So you guys like demolished Levi Ackerman and I'm not mad about it. I know this is basic but he's gonna show you his face for the first time. Fluff with a pinch of romance because y'all eat that shit up anyways no more ranting. Enjoy!!

Paring - Sal Fisher (Sally face) x Gn reader

Warnings - None

Genre - Fluff

Yes it was true you and Sal knew eachother for the longest. It also wasn't a secret to the group you liked Sal, well everyone knew. I mean who wouldn't fall hard for the blue haired boy he was sweet and gentle, caring, selfless. Basically near definition of perfect in your eyes. But in his, not so much he didn't see himself like you saw him. He knew he fit the description of a kind soul but definitely not a beautiful one. It was all because of his face, sure you never saw it only Larry, Ash, and Todd had. And if your honest it bugged you a lot, not just because he didn't show you his face no, no, no not that. It was the feeling that he didn't trust you enough to do so. The feeling of sadness that washed over you every time you thought about it. He told you before that it was a hard topic for him to talk about. And you respected that; you really did, it just confused you why you hadn't seen it in all the years of knowing Sal Fisher. So of course you had to find out.

It was a normal day, well not so normal Larry couldn't hang out with you and Sal because he was with Ash at the towns oh so very small mall. Todd said he couldn't hang out because he had a science project which was fine before, you and Sal would hang out all the time doing whatever without the gang. You didn't know why this time was any different. It was awkward you both sitting in his room watching TV as gizmo layed on the bed next to you. Sal on your other side playing on his gear boy. You couldn't help but look at him stealing a couple of glances his way.

Not wanting to get caught staring at him like so many times before. You averted your gaze back to the TV. Now acting like nothing was wrong, it was eating at you and on top of that you didn't think he'd trusted you to show his face. You usually were a outgoing person, a person who voices their concerns. Being quiet was unusual for you and of course Sal noticed, I mean if he did he didn't say anything. You couldn't just blurt out "Sal why don't you show me your face? Do you not trust me?" That would make him anxious and you didn't want to do that to him. I mean who would do that do him? Not you. You looked back at him playing his gear boy. His long slender fingers pressing buttons skillfully might you add. A soft sigh escaping your lips. Trying to hype yourself up to ask him or at least express your feelings. Basically in that moment you were trying to grow a pair as fast as you could.

You opened your mouth and closed it. You needed something to say it could be like 'Sal I need to ask you something' then ease you way into telling him. That was your best option and only option, so you really didn't have a choice. "Sal." You called his name in a soft manner. He only hummed in response not looking away from his gear boy. "Why don't.. Am I the only one who hasn't seen you're face, Sally?" His fingers stop moving in result his character died. His screen showing a red 'Game Over' his head turned to you his eyes focussed on yours.

Did you mess up? Maybe but you really can't think at the moment. You turned your gaze to the floor and exited a deep breath through your nostrils. "What I mean is like. I feel like.. I know I'm. Probably the last to see your face in the gang and I know it takes a lot of trust to let me see it." And there you go, you were rambling nervously because he was looking at you. Your stomach doing flips and heart beating so fast it might give you a heart attack. "You want too see it.. My face?" Now those seven words stopped you from talking. Lifting your head up you looked him in his one good eye the other a prothsic. You nodded your head slowly. "I don't want to force you to show me your face. I want you to be positive you want to." You started picking at your hang skin on your pointer finger. "I want to" Was all he said before he uncliped both the buckles. He held the mask up on his face with his hand and looked down. The gear boy clearly discarded on the bed.

"Don't be scared of me [Y/n]" He said in a shaking voice already very nervous. You sat on your knees facing him on the bed you raised your hand slowly hooking your fingers under his mask. Your pace slow giving him time to pull away if he wanted. He didn't "I would never be scared of you Sal. Your my best fucking friend." He let out a sharp breath when you lifted his mask. His heart was pounding his plams sweaty. He quickly grabbed your wrist with his free hand. "Promise me you won't leave me.." His voice wavered while he spoke. Your gaze soften and a pleasant, calming smile appeared on your face. "I wouldn't dream of it." You truly did love Sal. You looked him into this eyes while he retracted both of his hands back to his side.

You slowly pulled his prosthetic away from his face. Once you saw his face your grip tightened on the plastic mask. His face had a lot of scarring. His nose was deformed as well as his jaw. His jaw was crooked his cheek torn showing some of his top teeth. You could tell chunks of meat were removed from his cheeks. You could clearly tell his left eye was a prosthetic, it being more dull and only staring straight ahead instead of looking at the ground like his other eye was. You brought your hand to his cheek gently. His flinched soon his eyes finally meeting yours. "You're beautiful.." Was all you could say your thumb stroking his cheek gliding over his scars gently. Tears falling from his eyes with ease his hand grabbing your wrist once more. "You really mean that?" He asked in disbelief once you muttered out those two words.

You nodded and leaned forward your lips connecting with a bit of difficulty. You knew this man was touched starved so you let him get use to it. His lips were kinda chapted and the kiss was kinda clumsy but it felt so good at the same time. You felt him visibly relax as you pulled away with a small smile on your face only to be pulled back by his hands behind your neck reconnecting your lips to his. The kiss got more desperate, and more needy.

You finally pulled away with a airy chuckle. "I mean it." He smiled it honestly amazed you how you never saw him smile but it was better then you imagine. "I want... Will you be lover?" You grin and kissed his forehead. "You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear those words." He laughed and grabbed your waist pulling you closer to him. "How long?" He said with a raised brow. "Too long" you mused and kissed him again.

At least you finally know what's under the mask and its beautiful...

Its finished! I had a hard time with this for no reason. Thank you for reading. I have another problem the you guys can solve 🙏 I have no clue what to write next so my request are open to you! Please use it 👀

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signed-loni · 1 year

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Okay, so my lil request is like sal and y/n sleep over. There all nice and cuddles up and enjoy their night. but when tention hits the rom it's a crumbling set of emotions. like emotions all over the place as they make out. but that's cut kinda short when ash and larry walk in with drinks and they're high as the roof. Basically a friendly lill cock block if u will

Heehee. Yes🕺🏻

ALSO I APOLOGIZE FOR TGE LATE RESPONSE, I have been having to motivation to write, so please enjoy :)

(Since its gonna take place in highschool, no mentions of alcohol. Obviously, not their freshmen year, you guys are in your senior year. You and sal ate both 18.)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⚠️: 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐮.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏,𝟏𝟗𝟕

@plusvanity

You and your friends, Sal, Larry, and Ash, were all walking to your class the three of you had together. Math was always easier for you nowadays since you had friends to talk to in class with.

Mrs packerton had her back turned to the class and you were writing in your notebook everything she was jotting down on the chalkboard. “Any questions?” She asked, turning around to face the class. The room was silent for a moment. “Alright! I’ll be at my desk, you all figure out this problem.” She wrote a quick problem down that would surely take the whole class about 10 minutes to complete. Quickly, you copied the problem into your book, starting to figure it out, when you felt something hit your arm. It didn’t hurt at all, felt crumpled up though. You glance at your arm a d too the floor, where you see a crumpled up piece of paper. Picking it up, you read the words

-“Wanna come over for a sleep over? Larry and Ash are coming to”

-You knew it was from your beloved boyfriend sal. You two had been dating for about a year or two now, and you didn’t actually have a sleepover yet, despite the fact you lived in the Addison apartments along with Larry.

-Quickly responding on the paper, you threw it back to sal

-“Of course! I’ll just have to ask my parents lol.”

-Sal silently sighed and nodded to himself. Your damn parents always were so strict. It bugged him sometimes to say the least, but he never pushed you to go against your parents word. They weren’t pushy about you going out with Sal, going on dates, hanging out with him and Larry, going to the fifth floor (surprisingly) but whenever it came to you asking to sleep over? No.

But,sal digresses.

Finally, your mom picks up. “Hello?” She asks. “Mom,” you start, carefully. “Can i sleep over at Sals house tonight?” You blurt out. Your mom is being quiet so shes thinking. Thats kinda surprising, she always just straight up says no. “My friends Larry and Ash are gonna be there to so it wont just be me and him!” You quickly say to convince her further to let you go. “Sure honey, go have fun.” She says sweetly. “Really? Thank you mom!” You say, hanging up so she doesnt change her mind-You quickly text Sal, Larry, and Ash in the group chat you guys had that you could go. -You rush home to pack a bag, and you’re out as fast as you were in. You walked to the elevator and took it up to sals floor. The elevator door opened with a loud ding! and you were on your way to his apartment.-You knocked on the door and sal let you in, opening the door a little wider for you.-You went into his room and processed everything, seeing as though it was youre first time in his room, you were fascinated by everything. His posters and paintings on the wall, the old record player he owned, the records he owned (all heavy metal of course).

(Sals mask is off in this part).

Its about 9:00 now and your other friends still aren’t there. You don’t mind of course, you just wish they would have let you know ahead of time that they were gonna flake out. You don’t mind only being with Sal of course, but you did kinda want to have an actual sleepover with your friends-

You and sal lay on top of his bed, watching a scary movie, you cuddled on his stomach with his hand on your head, playing with your hair. You get sorta bored and you start moving around a but. You sit up and sals hand falls off of you and onto your lap (accidentally, sal wouldn’t touch you there without consent). You look at Sal and he looks away, pulling his hand back. “M’sorry” sal uttered. “I-its okay. Don’t worry about it.” You said back with a little smile. That same fucking smile that makes sal go crazy. That same smile he loves to feel when he locks lips with you. That same smile that got him to fall in love with you.

-Sal started to stare, and once he noticed, he quickly turned red. Tension hit the room as soon as he looked away. Accidentally touching hands and locking your eyes together. You did it once more before sal finally couldn’t take it.-Sal quickly looked hack at you and turned your head towards him, pulling your faces closer together. And once you nodded, sal immediately pulled you into a kiss. Not even 1 minute in and you guys were already making out. Keep in mind, you guys don’t check the time frequently, and it was about 9:10 since you guys started making out. The kiss went on and on for a while, pulling away only to breathe.

-Sal got on top of you and kissed even more passionately. It was starting to get sloppy. Tongue slipping out and falling back u to yours.

-Once he got on too of you, you could feel his growing boner. And it was getting harder by the second😭-

His hands found their way to your hips, bringing you even closer to him than you already were, if that was even possible. His fingers went up and down your thighs and found their way to the waistband of your pajama pants. -As soon as he got your permission to dispose of your pants, Larry and Ash burst in,higher than the roof. -

“Fuuuuuuck..” larry slurs. “Woah woah woooah, were you two about to fuck right now??” Ash giggles as she sees sal on top of you. “Sal quickly grabs his mask and straps it onto his face and gets off of you. You sotuate yourself and sit up along with sal. “N-no, we weren’t..” sal responded. “You fuckin liars, we toootaly saw you on top of them.! You cant hide it from uuus” Larry says, falling onto Ash slightly. “What the fuck are you guys on?” You say, half embarrassed, half genuinely confused. “Heh, a lil weed, mayyyybe crack” ash says dizzily. “You guys need sleep” sal responds. “Yea yea, sleep schmeep whatever.” Larry says and he collapses on the ground, taking ash with him. And just like that, boom. They’re asleep.-

You sigh and fall back onto the wall, looking at sal, visibly red. You smile and give him a kiss on his prosthetic and fall back onto his bed. “I love you, Sally face.” You say sleepily. “I love you to, baby” sal responds, falling back onto his bed with you, taking off his prosthetic and wrapping his arms around you.

#sally face #sal fisher x reader #sally face x reader #sal fisher #sally face game #larry johnson #ash campbell #ashley campbell #sally face comfort #sally face fluff

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xxliliana-screamsxx · 9 months

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SALLY FACE HCs #2🎭

FEM! READER

(Author note: I'm feeling a lil sad n lonely so I'ma make something fluffy 🥹 I'm one sad MF I swear 😭💀) also these headcanons only include Larry and sal, I would include Ashley but I suck at writing F/F relationship HCs😭 quite shocking coming from the pansexual gal ik. Plz don't hate me if these HCs are choppy I can't write worth shit plus it's 1 in the morning and I'm tired as hell but I don't wanna disappoint you all 🥲 ANYWAYS ENJOY ❣️

(headcanon description: This is more of how they would react to you being distant from them and insecure about yourself)

Sal Fisher🎭

He's used to your normal bubbly personality and kind heart but he noticed something different..

He won't stop asking what's wrong bc he's afraid that he may be the cause of your distance (same 🥲)

Ofc since you're not talking to him he'll give random gifts left n right to apologize for whatever he did even if he didn't do anything to you🥹

Eventually when you tell him why you're being distant he immediately comforts you and does everything in his own power to make you feel better ❤️

He was a tad bit upset that you didn't tell him what was wrong sooner but he can't stay upset when it comes to you 💕

Though you may think you're ugly and imperfect he thinks otherwise

"I don't understand, how could you love someone like me? You said while looking in the mirror observing your body. "What do you mean? What's not to love about you". "Well for one, my thighs are too big, I have a belly pudge, and my acne scars are ugly" you say in disgust of yourself. "Hey, no matter what, I will always love you and besides who cares about your belly pudge? The bigger the woman the more woman to love ❤️"

He absolutely adores you and shows it whether it's through gifts or physical contact 💕

If you have Belly chub Oh my lord he's head over heels and will make sure you know it 🥰

He will love you til all those insecurities and negative thoughts are gone❤️

(if you ever came across those memes that say "fuck it, wrap me in a blanket, feed me cake and tell me I'm pretty" he'd most definitely do exactly that😚)

Larry Johnson 🚬

This man almost IMMEDIATELY catches on with your distance between you and him

He'll sit you down and talk to you and ask what's wrong and when you reply he'll hug you and hold on to you like you're gonna turn to dust if he doesn't lol

He understands your insecurities and will do everything he can to help you get into a better mindset 💕

He doesn't like seeing you upset so ofc the constant love and affection is a normal routine for him, he'll do anything to keep you happy 🥹❤️(I'm sobbing rn)

As much as you hate your body, he loves it. And I don't mean in a sexual way but more of a loving way ya know?

He hates seeing you cry, he'll hold you and for hours maybe even days if he has to, just to get you smiling again 💕

(ya know those long ass love letters you see on TikTok, he'd take the time out of his day to make you one of those❤️)

I'm truly sorry to whoever requested this 😭 I forgot their @ but hopefully they see it 😭🙏 also sorry for the crappy writing 😞

#sally face headcanons #sally face #sally face x reader #sal fisher x reader #larry johnson x reader #sally face game #fem!reader #fluff

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vxxlkyrie · 4 months

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Holiday Special

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Masterlist

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Snowball Fight

Can be platonic or romantic!

GN!Reader

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"Have you seen my scarf?" You ask.

"Oh yeah, my mom put it on the coat rack earlier." Larry said, handing you your scarf.

The two of you had decided to go out to the treehouse, maybe build a snowman or two. It was the middle of winter so getting to the treehouse was going to be annoying, even if it wasnt thar far, the snow and ice made everything annoying this time of year.

You were never really a fan of snow, sure you thought it was pretty but actually walking in it was something else. It was cold and wet and just an inconvenience most days.

Larry was walking quickly to the treehouse, not noticing you taking slow, heavy steps to make sure there were no ice patches under the snow.

Suddenly, something cold and hard hit your shoulder. Larry erupts with laughter.

"I got you!" He yelled from the base of the tree house. You grumbled and leaned down to grab a handful of snow to launch back at him. Forming it into a compact ball, you chucked it in Larry's direction.

"You missed!" Larry yelled over, you were about to throw another snowball in his direction when you see a glob of white quickly flying at you. The snowball hit you right in the nose, sending you down into the snow.

"OH SHIT!" Larry yelled. He rushed over at you.

"Y/n are you okay? I'm so sorry dude, i was aiming for you chest." He said as he offered his hand out to you. You grabbed his hand with one arm and smashed a handfull of snow into his face with the other.

"GOTCHA!" You yelled, quickly getting up and trying to run away while he was stunned by your surprise attack. Trying your best to run to the treehouse without slipping and falling on your ass, you make it. You run behind the tree and start making as many snowballs as you can.

You can hear snow hitting the tree trunk behind you, sometimes you can see some of them flying past you.

"C'mon Y/n! Afraid I might i'll hit you again?!" Larry shouted towards you. You swiftly came out from behind the tree and chucked a snowball at Larry.

The two of you didnt even realise how much time you had spent pelting snowballs at each other until Lisa had come outside, telling the two of you to go back inside before you got sick. It was like the two of you zoned out, when you heard Lisa you realised how dark it had gotten outside. Had you really been in a snowball fight for that long?

The two of you went back inside to be greeted by hot chocolate on Larry's bed side table. You thanked Lisa and sat on the bean bag in Larry's room. The two of you spent the rest of the evening watching shitty horror movies until you went home.

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kiwi-channn · 3 months

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Masterlist

Simon Ghost Riley 💀

Feel your love (part1 - part2 - part3)

Spoiled kitty

In your warmth

Comfy evening

Just a drawing (part1 - part2 - part3 - part4)

Stubborn love

Falling petals (part1 - part2)

Captain John Price 🚬

Scared to love (part1 - part2)

Fourth of July (soon)

Larry Johnson 💤

Lost crush

(p.s. a little intro about kiwi-channn : I am a 22 fem.. and I loveee cod... So much... And also loves Sally face game, a few other games too, anime, manga, cartoons ... And I love marvel and DC.. I also practice English through writing actually, as it's not my first language :⁠-⁠D so excuse my mistakes... Another thing is that I only write angst or fluff or whatever.. just nothing that minors can't see)

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ad0rebrial · 14 days

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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

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sallyfaceproduces · 2 months

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NAVIGATION

MASTERLIST

GUIDLINES

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cringequeenwrites · 5 months

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Imagine coming back from working at your shitty customer service job. to see Larry slouched back on your couch watching cable on your shared box tv. The smoke from his blunt flowing out slowly into the air. You see him take in a breath as more streams from his nose this time. The rains down pour tapped on the window as you freed your sore feet from the confines of your shoes, the hours of standing now taking a toll on the soles.

You could only shuffle to your shared bedroom to put on one of his t shirts in place of your work uniform. Shuffling back out to the living room, Larry acknowledged your fatigued state as he leaned back and patted his lap. Signaling you to come over.

You softly sit down in his lap and lean into his chest with an exasperated sigh. Larry grabbed the blanket the was crumbled into a ball to cover you. Going back to rolling up another blunt to replace his now burnt out one. You watch his movements from where you laid on top of him. His fingers folding, then rolling up the paper. Thunder echoing outside, tv infomercials faintly murmured as you watched him play with the lighter, then bringing the blunt to his lips. The read glowing from the burning paper and herb. Larry clocked eyes with yours, then proceeded to exhale the smoke into your face. You breathed in looking at him lovingly as he cracked a smirk. Leaning down to peck a kiss on your lips. A safe comfort he brings you, can only be brought by him and no other.

#sally face #sally face larry #larry johnson #Larry Johnson x reader #sally face Larry x reader #larry x reader #Larry Johnson fluff #Larry Johnson Sally face

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lebenspurpur · 2 years

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It vibrates pt. 3

part one, part two

AN: This is just gross morning sex, but I feel like that's what you get with Larry. Kinda forgot this whole storyline focuses on his vibrating tongue piercing, so I kinda fixed that, hehe.

Warning: oral sex (reader receiving), gender of reader not specified, this is probably not good

word count: around 1,700 words

Shivering a little, you pull your makeshift blankets closer to yourself. The warmth of the day before seems to have passed completely, giving way to the fog seeping through the early morning hours of the day.

You had warned Larry of this morning yesterday. As nice as sleeping in the car was, you'd always wake up way too early due to the lacking protection of the gloomy sunlight. He had just laughed it off, like usual, but now, your prophecy seems to catch up with him.

You shuffle a bit closer, stifling a grin when your skin brushes against his. Larry is whining breathlessly, brown strands of hair sticking to his face and the pillow. You make it your task to gently tuck them away while you watch him slowly wake up.

Your fingers brushing against his cheek make his eyes flutter a little and soon, he's groggily glancing up at you. His arm wraps around you while he groans hoarsely, eyes shutting again.

"Morning.", his voice is quiet and throaty, muffled against the pillow as he opens his eyes again. A slight smile plays with the corners of his mouth, making his dimples show a little.

"Morning.", you reply just as quiet, smiling at his disheveled state. You doubt you look better.

It's silent for a bit as Larry tries to fully wake up, brown eyes always focused on you, even if they're still fighting the urge to sleep. They're smeared with eyeliner he didn't get to clean yesterday.

The memory of yesterday makes your smile grow bashful, and you avert your eyes from Larry's continuous stare. Cheeky as he is, of course Larry wouldn't let that drop.

"Oh, so now you're growing shy?", his eyebrow quirks up as two of his fingers find your chin and lift it, "Didn't seem that way yesterday."

"Shut up.", you mumble lightheartedly, slowly raising your gaze to look at him through lidded lashes. The booze strengthening your courage yesterday is gone now, leaving you weak and even better, half naked in Larry's car under one blanket, together.

Chuckling, Larry nudges his head forward, bumping his nose with yours. He seemingly doesn‘t have a problem with the lack of alcohol. Cocky as always, his fingers wander from your chin to your cheek, cool palm cupping your skin. He didn't take off his rings yesterday, and the cold metal gliding against your face raises the soft hair on your back.

You're still processing the warmth, the intimacy that comes with his touch as his head moves further towards you, ghosting his lips over yours.

Overwhelmed but excited, you fall victim to his maneuvers and, closing your eyes, lean into the kiss. It's breathy, and soft and tired, and neither of you care to put much effort into it. The intimacy of existing next to each other, sharing the same air, is enough to make it feel good. Plus, there's his tongue piercing, sending small electric shocks through your body whenever you feel the cold metal hit your tongue.

Lazy kissing soon turns into little pecks down your neck as you relax into the pillows with a sigh. Larry's hands, big and warm and familiar, glide down your waist, eager to feel as much skin as they can.

His lips latch onto the soft skin of your collarbone, and he hums as he sucks a bit of flesh into his mouth, smiling when your breath hitches a little. His hands wander from your waist to your stomach, stopping as they encounter the edge of your shirt.

"Is this okay?", Larry lifts his head a little, establishing eye contact, still smiling as he sees your blissful expression. You nod with a sweet smile, hands finding his hair and gently scratching his scalp. Larry's eyelids flutter at the sensation, and he groans quietly, making your smile grow even wider. He's putty in your hands.

His head sinks down again, and he pushes your shirt up, latching his lips onto the soft skin on your stomach. A hitched breath escapes your lips, and you push your arms up, beckoning him to pull the piece of fabric off of you. A shit-eating grin grows on Larry's face and in a torturing slow pace, he rakes the fabric up and over your head.

"Someone is very eager, hm?", he asks, lips pink and wet from his spit, and for a second you're so focused on them, you don't understand his question. When you do, you try to pout through your smile, though you fail horribly. Your hand finds one of his necklaces, and you pull him down for another kiss, grinning when he leans into it.

"I've been waiting for this for a loooong time.", you whisper against his lips, grinning at the way his breathing hitches when you say it.

"Don't want to make you wait then.", his hushed talking sounds eager, and you don't have time to answer as his lips find your breast and gently close around a nipple. The piercing is a nice sensation paired with the soft muscle of his tongue, and you feel the small bundle of nerves hardens.

Your back arches a little as he holds your waist again, steady and grounding. It's a nice change, with the uncontrollable warmth pooling in your torso. Larry's eyes focus solely on you, nearly glowing admiration as he glances up at your expression.

"You're mad pretty, you know that?", the sentence is hushed against your skin while he leaves soft kisses on your breast, trailing down.

You're not used to him being this intense. Well, that's a lie, but right now, with him, shirtless, on top of you, it just feels different. This intimacy he's showing, is going to drive you mad.

Thoughts are blurring in your mind as his hands smoothly glide down your torso, stopping at your underwear. His eyes glance up.

"This okay?", he sounds eager now, and you breathe out a "yes, Larry, please".

With a fluid motion, your underwear is gone and Larry's eyes widen as he takes in your body beneath him. You feel exposed under his gaze, but as you move your arms to cover yourself, the man above you stops them.

"Nuh-uh, I want to see you."

Larry's touch moves down to your legs, stopping millimeters before your sex, making you whine. His lips curl into a mischievous smile before his hand finally moves forward. A breathy moan escapes your lips. The fire in your belly has long been ignited, but Larry's work on you quickly flares it up even higher.

It's nearly embarrassing how close you already are. But the car is getting hotter and hotter, and Larry seems so very eager to bring you to finish. Nearly as if he read your mind, his fingers stop. You cry out, pathetically upset at his actions.

That is, until he lowers his head and moves down, eyes focused on your lower regions.

"You'll finally show me your piercing?", you mumble through a grin, feeling excited as you await his next move.

"Next time."

The promise of a 'next time' makes your head spin, but you don't have time to focus on it. Larry's breath ghosts over your sex. You want to close your legs, create friction, but the metalhead between them is stopping you from doing so.

His tongue darts out and an embarrassingly loud moan leaves your lips. You clamp your lips shut to prevent that from happening again and feel Larry chuckle as he goes down on you.

Honestly, you would have never imagined he was good at stuff like this, but god, were you wrong. After all, he never seemed one for hookups. Maybe you should've played closer attention to his previous relationships.

Tightening your legs around him, your fingers find his hair. You're torn between pulling on the brown strands or pushing his head closer. Larry's muffled groans tell you to pull, though, so you do just that.

The metalhead's mouth grows more furious at your actions, and you swear you see stars as his fingers join his tongue. At this rate, he's going to make you come in mere seconds.

Larry seems to read your mind. Smiling, he lifts his head and glances at you, fingers continuing their assault.

"You're close, hm?"

He looks really proud of himself, and a part of you finds that unbelievably adorable. The other part is incredibly pissed that he moved his lips, and so you whine a little, eliciting a chuckle from the brunette.

"Come on.", Larry's fingers grow faster as his eyes lock on yours, "I know you can do it."

His lips lower to kiss you, and you groan as you taste yourself on his tongue. It's all so much, his mouth, his fingers, his warm skin rubbing against yours, and you don't know how much more you can take.

"Let go for me.", the sentence is whispered against your lips, eyes adoringly glancing in yours, and that's the last straw.

Heat shoots through your system and white, blinding pleasure fills your eyesight as you come, legs thrashing weakly against Larry's. Your eyes close involuntarily as your back arches off the blanket, contorting in glee. The man above you is riding you through your high, drinking in your whimpers and moans, admiring your blissful expression.

It takes a while for the high to subside and your brain to return to normal. You feel Larry's fingers move back and drowsily, you open your eyes, which you don't remember closing, to look at him.

He's smiling and, showing a grin yourself, you raise your arm to hit him. It's rather weak, all your muscles feel like structureless jelly.

"Don't look at me like that."

Your voice is hoarse and quiet, but Larry laughs nonetheless and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. The loving gesture is enough to make your grin widen, and you resist the urge to take his hand. He moves back, and his hands cup your waist again.

"Okay", his eyes glint deviously, and you fear for the worst, "I wasn't done with you, anyway."

You don't have the time to answer as his lips crash into yours again, taking your breath away.

#larry johnson #larry johnson x reader #sally face #sally face x reader #horror #horror game #larry johnson smut #sally face smut #smut #smut and fluff #metalhead #sally face larry #sally face fanfiction #sal fisher #ashley campbell #travis phelps

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glitterforashes · 7 months

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𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

>>> sally fisher and larry johnson as per usual, fluff, comfort for sal, usual tomfooleries for larry, lake hc’s. enjoy!

𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 —

doesn’t like to swim, just sits on the shore

will get in to about waist length if you ask nicely

hates being splashed. will immediately get back out

brings his gameboy in case he gets bored

usually only goes with you, larry, ash and todd. wont go alone or one on one with anyone.

doesn’t wear just swim trunks, wears a tshirt over them

refuses to get his hair wet like a little girl

burns. so bad. needs to be absolutely slathered in sunscreen to not go up in flames

“sally, get in the water! it’s so waaarm!” you whined at him, wading through the lake that was surprisingly clear. even if you went deep, you could still see your toes beneath the water. “no, i’m good.” he called back to you, face hidden behind his beloved gameboy. you, todd and ash all stood about waist length in the water, just wading around and talking. sally refused to get in, and larry had run back to ash’s car to get the cooler. something was clearly wrong with sally. usually he’d get in, even if it was only to his ankles. with a pout on your lips, you slicked your hair back and climbed out of the water, set on finding out what was bothering your beloved boy. you plopped down on the rickety lawn chair next to him, crossing one leg over the other and facing your body towards him, giving him your utmost attention. “what’s the matter, sal?” you asked softly, gently running your fingers against his pale arm. “nothing. just don’t feel like swimming today.” he mumbled, keeping focus solely on the game. you looked at him, studying his face. “sal, i know there’s something wrong. what’s bugging you?” his shoulders slumped as he sighed, lowering the game boy. he looked over at you, vulnerability in his eyes. “are you interested in todd?” he asked, searching your face. your eyes widened. “what? no. where did that come from?” “just.. you two have been spending a lot of time together. it’s okay if you don’t want to be with me anymore.” your shoulders slumped and you reached out, gently brushing a few strands of hair away from his face. “no, sally. you’re the only one i want. besides.. i’m pretty sure todd swings the other way, if you know what i mean.” sal chuckled a bit, seeming to loosen up. “yeah. okay. sorry, (y/n).” you shook your head and leaned in, pressing a chaste kiss against the cheek of his mask. “nothing to be sorry for, sally-wally.” your laugh echoed across the lake as he physically cringed, you could practically see his face through the mask. “please. never call me that again.” “okay, sally wally pooh.”

𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 —

wears big goofy goggles and swims down to the deep parts of the lake to find cool rocks for you.

religiously wears a goofy pair of duck print swim shorts.

ties his hair up in a bun, you love it.

REFUSES to wear sunscreen, always gets sunburnt. turns tan the next day, but complains about the sunburn until then.

likes it when you make sandwiches for him and bring them to the lake. tears them up. absolutely devours them.

sleeps on the ride back home.

likes going to the lake one on one with you, but will also go with the others.

likes to use water guns when the others are around.

“larry, please just put sunscreen on your shoulders if anything.” “no, (y/n)! sunscreen is for losers.” you hovered over him as he tugged goggles onto his face, heavily insistent on burning to a crisp. “sunscreen is not for losers, it’s for people who don’t want to get melanoma and look like a raisin by the age of twenty.” he huffed and spread his arms out finally, doing a little turn so you could coat all the visible parts of his body in sunscreen. luckily, it was the spray on kind, so his complaining was minimal. after that dramatic scene, you two were splashing about, scaring every fish within a ten mile radius. “larry! stop it, you’re getting water up my nose!” you screeched, coughing up and blowing out water from basically ever sinus you possibly could. he laughed as he bombarded you with comically large splashes, absolutely drenching your face and hair in the span of four seconds. that went on until you got close enough to grab a handful of his hair and shove his head under the water, effectively stopping his attacks and almost drowning him. you two went home soggy, tired, and hungry, collapsing onto his bed. lisa found you both hours later and snapped a picture. now, hanging on larry’s fridge is a candid shot of you and him, sprawled out across the bed, sheets wet, tangled in each others limbs. larry has his head at the foot of the bed and one of his legs hanging off the side, while you have your head resting against his abdomen and your legs propped up against the wall. however, the part lisa liked the most was the fact despite being asleep, you two had managed to find each others hands and interlock pinkies.

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