#sf x reader

[orange-demons]

Let's get some more CC Bosch content on the streets 💙

CC Bosch! CC Bosch! CC Bosch! Every time I think of CC Bosch it's always sad. also had to take some creative liberties when writing this so please don't judge too hard.

After JP muddied the Resistance's image, they've been getting a lot of criticism from people in Nayshall and even more around the world. A country of criminals, he said. How pitiful, a place rich in people and culture reduced to nothing but a place for illegal gambling and money laundering.

And a Resistance born out of forced modernization, with NGOs sucking Nayshall dry of all their resources for their own benefit.

Many shared their sentiment of not wanting these big companies taking over, but Kalima had to make sure JP and Amnesia weren't snooping around to pry more information out of them, so they had to be careful.

Because of that, she knew every single person that came in and out of the caves of Mt. Vashal. It wasn't until she came across an all-too-familiar face in the crowd. His wide green eyes peered up at her as she led another group to protest in front of the business district.

He popped up a few times after their initial encounter and even managed to sneak his way into their meetings. And every time, Kalima told him to go home, that this wasn't something for kids to be playing around by.

But he was in awe of her and the way she spoke about their independence. To be free from the clutches of big corporations trying to use Nayshall as a cover for their nefarious schemes.

Time and time again he came back to show his loyalty, not only for Kalima, but for the Resistance.

"Then how far are you willing to go, Bosch?"

Kalima listened to the trickling water and winds that passed through the cave systems. She stayed in a meditative state as she kneeled in front of the altar. A variety of fruits were placed in a basket on the steps and candles were lit in honor to signify the memory of Nayshall's founding fathers.

She didn't need to look behind her to know who was dragging their feet along the floors with metal chains clanking against each other.

He's battered and broken, but his mental state is the true liability if he is left unchecked.

Monsters. All of them.

JP is the foundation of the cruelty the world will experience.

Not the boogie-man that lived in the closet. Or the shadow you saw in the corner of the room. But a real breathing monster is worming his way into Nayshall this very second. And he will stop at nothing until this country is a shell of what it used to be.

And to bring in a kid, who's barely able to contain himself, to be used as a spectacle to garner views is the lowest form of depravity.

JP is the root of all evil.

"You just missed it. Your friend gave Rewancha a run for his money after they found out about the Championship belt." Kalima said rising to her feet, dusting the particles of dirt that managed to stick to her clothes.

"A real piece of work, if you ask me." She glanced at Bosch, taking in his appearance once more. He has moments when he's more primal in nature, with a hunched back and heavy breathing. Her eyes shot down to his pants, which were splattered with god knows what. Scars littered his body with a purple tinge seeping from the open wounds. And the chains held firm against his wrists, rattling at the slightest movement.

But the most obvious feature about him was the box on his head. A crude way to conceal his identity that Bosch picked up in Metro City.

"Are you going to wear that thing all day?" she said, motioning to it.

He hesitantly reached up to remove his headwear, giving Kalima a view of his face. The bags under his eyes served as a reminder of restless nights and the constant mental load weighing on him.

"Got anything to say?" she said, crossing her arms across her chest.

He remained quiet for the most part, despite his huffing and puffing.

"I...wanted them to know about the Resistance, if something happened to me. To know what I- ... what we've been fighting for. That's why I gave them the Data card." he replied through the throbbing sensation in his head, hoping Kalima would see his side.

"And now, look where it got us." She aimlessly gestured to the space around them. "We have someone with no business with the Resistance snooping around JP's faction. Do you have any idea the position it can put us in, especially the day before the tournament?"

"I know, I'm responsible for everything they've done leading up to this." Bosch said gruffly. Telling you was a gamble on his part, but he couldn't have that card on him for their enemy to use against the group, so he needed to get rid of it.

Well, that and for personal reasons that Kalima wouldn't want to hear.

"Then I hope you know what you're doing by dragging them into our affairs. In Nayshall's affairs."

"Right..." he muttered, holding his tongue.

He claimed he wanted to get stronger, not for himself, but for the Resistance. And he could only find true strength outside of here.

Kalima did take into consideration the bonds he would eventually form with the people of Metro City, but, there was one person Bosch was close to during his stay according to her contacts.

And that's when he became a liability. Not when he fell in the enemy's clutches, or when Bosch escaped with his modified body. It was when he met you.

You're making Bosch second-guess himself and the motives rooted in their core beliefs.

He's even gone so far as to go against her orders to not return to Metro City, when collecting the raw materials for their next big plan.

He said he had unfinished business he needed to attend to, before forcing his way on the next flight. Kalima knew Bosch was going to find a way to see you again one way or another, but now the Resistance is treading on dangerous territory. And they can't afford any more outside casualties to their already hostile image.

"So what now? Are you going to stop them? You know they're trying to deactivate the belt as we speak."

"Do you think they'll get far?" Bosch's brows furrowed, trying to focus his attention on the tunnel you entered. The whirlwind of energy coursing through his veins was making it hard to focus on small things now.

"Best case scenario, Your friend gets stopped by security before they even have a chance to reach the belt." Kalima shrugged.

"And worse?" his grip tightened on the box, crumbling its edges.

"You better hope they get stopped by security." Nothing escaped her scrutiny, especially when he referred to you in a way that had underlying connotations. So that's what this was, puppy love.

"Look, I don't care what you two had before all this." she sighed in frustration. "But you better tie up all of your loose ends by the start of the Suval'hal tournament. Because I won't let the Resistance falter because you decided to bring an outsider into our fight." Kalima said, giving him one last look before leaving with the rest of the group.

When the space was void of people, Bosch sat in his thoughts, gritting his teeth at what was to come.

But all he could do was stare at the statue of Nayshall's first founding father for guidance, as the burning sensation of his skin resurfaced once more.

#street fighter x reader #bosch x reader #bosch waraya #bosch waraya x reader #sf x reader #sf6 x reader #street fighter bosch #street fighter #street fighter bosch waraya #street fighter 6 x reader #street fighter 6

[zmbiiskullz]

larry johnson hcs!!!

- we alllll know this man smoke a hella lot of ouid

- i feel like he'd drink but more so during holidays like christmas or new years. esp halloween

- he seems the type to wear super baggy clothes yk like nu metal inspired fashion

- ALSO he would wear a bunch of bracelets specifically a spiked cuff and prolly some friendship bracelets the group made for eachother

- he needs music 24/7 otherwise he cannot focus or do shit 😭

- honestly i see him as a good cook, especially when he's baked

- like he'll make such interesting recipes that somehow work together

- he def makes sal and his mom try, sometimes ash and todd if they come over

- when he's stressed he fosho smokes in his treehouse with music blasting and drawing in his sketchbook

- he's always laid back, he sometimes has a temper but that's only if he's stressed or if u genuinely pissed him off

- he obviously looks more like mom but i feel like he has his dad's personality, i mean his dad used to take him to concerts and i feel like his dad also taught him how to paint and draw

- he started growing out his stache in senior year of hs, one day he just got lazy to shave so he just didn't bother and he actually liked how it looked

- his plug is obviously todd's parents, he was probably curious and went to them for support😭

- after that megan incident with sal he literally was so scared to come out of his room for the night to go to the bathroom

- he was so scared he'd find a dead person's ghost chilling in the bathtub

- he def punched the curtain for the bathtub to make sure no demons or ghosts were back there

- this is his playlist for sure

anyways thats all i could think offfff

i could do sal next :3 watch out for that!!

#sally face #sally face headcanons #larry johnson #sally face hcs #larry johnson x reader #larry johnson headcanons #sf x reader #sally face x you #larry johnson x you #rex's hcs!! >.<

[sharkboywrites]

please, a sal fisher x autistic male reader

ur writing is so good and I wish I could write like you. lots of love! <3

Sal Fisher With an Autistic Male S/O

A/N: Yayyy writing for Sally Face I love this game sm, I'm considering replaying it (I need to but it on my switch tho). I just love this game and all of the characters, it holds my heart, so exited to write for it, Sorry it got a lil angsty at the end, but I guess we all know how the game ends :(

Male Reader, Autistic Reader

The two of you probably met through school

You were the 'weird" quiet kid, didn't talk a lot, needed some help in class, and all around didn't have many friends

It was the average school day, the average torture of high school, when Sal showed up

A new kid from New Jersey is what you overheard from all the other kids, but you figured with your luck a new student wouldn't take any type of interest in you

That was until you saw him

A shorter boy with blue hair and a prosthetic mask

He was in your geometry class, and since the rest of the desks and tables were filled up, except for yours because you wanted to sit by yourself and nobody else wanted to sit with you, he sat right next to you

Normally the popular groups of kids would beg the new student to sit with them, find some way to open up a seat, but not this time

But not with Sal, his prosthetic mask and rather cold and blunt demeanor putting everybody else off

Not you though, you knew what it was like to be different

You didn't mind his mask, or his personality, in fact you could relate to him, not that you started talking to him at first, you were still too scared

As the year went on, the two of you did start talking a little bit, chats about the lessons, how much you despised the teacher, and even giving each other the homework answers when you forgot to do it

You saw him in the hallways and on the way to lunch, hanging out with his friends like Larry and Ash, but you never joined them

You would probably sit with them at lunch, that is if you went to lunch

The cafeteria was way to loud, so you were able to sit in the counselors office for lunch instead

It was after Sal defended you from Travis that you actually started to become closer

The two of you talked more often, found you both have similar interests, and bonded on what made the both of you different from everybody else

You even started to get closer with his friend group and finally felt like you belonged there

It was in your junior year when the two of you got together, although you kept it under the radar for obvious reasons (Travis)

You'd spend days going over to the apartment, meeting his dad, listening to him play the guitar, petting Gizmo, playing video games, and doing the usual spooky apartment activities

You never really got into their shenanigans, sometimes Sal would tell you all about them and sometimes he would be more hesitant

But the whole bologna incident was hard to hide, good thing you never ate those sandwiches

It took a while before he took his mask off in front of you, but when he did he was a bit worried you'd leave him completely

It took a lot of reassuring and comforting that day, but he was more assured and felt a lot better, more comfortable around you

After high school you didn't live together, but you were still close

You'd come over to the boy's place as often as you could, to the point they joked that you lived there

Larry and Todd would poke fun of you and Sal about your relationship, but you would do the same to Todd and Neil

When Ash showed back up, you couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy with the time they were spending together, although you trust the both of them and would probably never admit it

Of course, with Sal doing his best to keep you out of the paranormal activity, you didn't know when things started to go down hill

When it came out about the murders, you were terrified

You testified up and down that Sal would never do such a thing, but the evidence was all there

Before he was gone, he told you that he had to do it, although you couldn't really understand what he was trying to say

And just like that, you were alone again, people constantly bugging you, trying to get information for whatever true crime podcast they were running, even though you tried to ignore it

Once again you were alone, constantly pointed and poked at, and now Sal wasn't here to comfort you

Uggh I hurt my own feelings at the end. I heard there's supposed to be a second game at some point, which I'm super exited for, ty for reading and have a nice day

#sharkboywrites #male reader #x male reader #sf x reader #sally face x reader #sally face x male reader #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher x male reader #sal fisher imagines #sal fisher headcanons

[elliot-needs-sleep]

HAII!!! If you’re taking requests at the moment could you maybe so a sal fisher x trans (FtM) reader of maybe their top surgery reveal?? 🥹

Hell yeah lets go!!

Sorry this took so long

Better Days (Are Here)

Characters: Sal Fisher x Reader

Fic Type: Short Form

Fandom: Sally Face

Larry came to pick you up, mainly because you wanted to keep your surgery a bit of a secret (Sal knew what was going on, but the actually success of the surgery was the surprise). Also, he was the only one with a vehicle.

You hadn't seen Sal in a little while. You'd been kept in the hospital for a few days while you recovered from your surgery, and were about to head back to the house you and Sal shared with Todd and his boyfriend.

----

"Thanks for the ride, dude. I appreciate it a lot." You gave Larry a gentle side hug, and he smiled.

"No problem, little dude. Glad to know everything worked out for the best!" You got out of the car, and waved goodbye as he drove back to the apartments. Time to head in.

You walked past the stairs and towards your's and Sal's shared bedroom, only to stop and pet Gizmo on your way, and then get caught by Sal.

"(Y/N), you're back!" You look up at him, and you can tell he's grinning based on how his mask is sitting on his face.

"Yeah, Larry came to get me." You smile back at him, slowly getting up from your position on the floor. You were sore, ridiculously so.

"You pick up your prescriptions yet?" He tilted his head, and you nodded, holding up the tote bag you had brought with you to the hospital.

"Yep, got everything I need! I have to go back in a week to get the drainage tubes removed and from there we'll figure out when I need to come back in again." He nods, grabbing the bag from you and putting it beside the door to your room.

"What were the instructions you were given?" You follow him slowly into the kitchen, sitting down at the table as he put the tea kettle on to boil, grabbing two mugs down from the cabinet.

"Take it easy for the next couple of days, no lifting anything above 5 lbs for the next week and a half, and I can't lift my arms that far so I'll need help with getting dressed and bathing." There's a brief silence as he watches you for a second.

"I'm so proud of you. You took a huge step. And I can't wait to see how things work out in the future for you." His voice was soft as he spoke to you, back turned as he started making your tea.

----

It was nice, you decided, as you sat across from each other in a comforting silence, drinking your tea and watching the sunset through the kitchen window.

You liked this. You hoped you could sit across him watching the sun set together forever.

#elliotiswriting #anon asks #sally face x reader #sally face #sf x reader #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher

[chaos-writes]

Poly! Smiling Friends x reader: movie night

They all like to surprise you, so, one day after working overtime at the Smiling Friends office per Mr. Boss's orders, you decide to tell the group chat that you're walking home from work to help unwind.

The Boys know exactly what to do. They hurry together, shuffle the couches in the living room to look like a big bed, then take one of Charlie's mattress toppers and put that on top of the couch cushions.

Alan and Charlie set the sheets, blankets, and pillows while Pim gathers the snacks in the house and Glep orders your favorite kind of pizza.

By this point, the makeshift couch-bed is loaded with soft and squishy pillows, blankets, and Charlie snuck in a few spritzes of his cologne on the pillows.

Pim also baked his chocolate chunk cookie recipe, which he did as soon as he got home. His recipe has caramel, chocolate chunks, and a little extra brown sugar swirled through the cookie dough, and right before it goes in the oven, it is sprinkled with flaky sea salt. He made two batches bc he knows how popular they are (its also how he got promoted in the office but thats a secret between pin and Mr. Boss lol)

The house is filled with hurried footsteps as they prepare the final details, putting your favorite movie on on the living room TV, the blinds and curtains closed, a fan turned on, and your fav set of extra soft pajamas and some fuzzy socks laid out next to the front door.

Everyone was standing by the front door, waiting for you. Pim, however, kind of spoiled the surprise because he just couldn't wait, as soon as he was able to see you on the sidewalk in front of the house. He grabbed the cookies he made and ran out to you and as he was shoving his cookies into your arms he couldn't help but wrap you up in a tight hug. He led you inside and everyone gave you a group hug while you munch on your cookie.

Even Alan hugged you, which can be rare.

Charlie grabbed your pajamas and led you upstairs and ran a bath for you. You set up a candle, some meditative music, and turned on a dim lamp to avoid any bright, flourescent lights after a long day. Charlie spent the hour next to you, quietly talking with you and holding your hand. He also helped wash your hair. The others (except for Glep, he's sneaky) decided to wait downstairs for the pizza to come to fix you up a plate.

Glep snuck away at the earliest convenience to run upstairs and scare the crap out of Charlie when he wasn't looking, which sent you into a giggle fit. Glep sat himself on your lap and "skjbhsjknsbkshjskn" about his day and about how you did so good at work handling all the files and documents that his work load was a lot lighter, Yada Yada Yada. He is an amazing silence filler.

After your relaxing bath, Charlie helps you get out and dried off, and finally helps dress you in your pajamas. He ends up carrying you piggy-back style to the living room, where the other three are waiting patiently for you.

Alan props himself up against all the squishy pillows and sits you in between his legs leaning up against him. Pim hands you your plate of food and sits off to your left, with his arms wrapped around your left arm. Charlie lays down to your right and keeps a hand on your leg. Glep sits in between your legs and helps balance your plate (he also sneaks a few bites of your food, but he's too cute to be mad at 🥰)

You all fall asleep together in a big, warm, snuggly pile. It's a perfect way to end the work week and kick off a nice, peaceful weekend. Well, as peaceful as it can get with 4 boys around...

#poly!sf x reader #smiling friends #sf glep #sf charlie #sf pim #sf alan #sf x reader #x reader

[licollisa]

In which Swapfell Sans is your mom friend.

#THIS HANG-OUT IS GOING GREAT. I AM GOING TO GET A GOOD GRADE IN FRIENDSHIP #SOMETHING THAT IS BOTH NORMAL TO WANT AND POSSIBLE TO ACHIEVE #you can see this as a start of something romantic. platonic. or brother in law even. #hello canon undertale fans i want to know your opinion of this comic. did i sway you #swapfell #swapfell sans #swapfell papyrus #sf sans #sf papyrus #sans x reader #reader insert #lico arting

[forteafy]

seb x reader with prompt " kissing their helmet for good luck before the race" any seb era (you choose) i hope you like the prompt :) <3

♡ Helmet Kisses [1.1K] I couldn't decide which era of Seb I wanted to do; so here's all three!

♡ Red Bull Racing Era

Back in his Red Bull Racing days, Sebastian was known for having a string of lovers; different girls would show up to the race every so often, but never in the Paddock.

Until of course, you came along.

You were the rationality to his chaotic energy, the calm voice in his head before he’d scream down the radio on a particularly bad race. 

Also, the first girl he had in the Paddock. 

Let’s start by saying the team adored you. Finally, Sebastian would show up on time to meetings and wouldn’t start causing chaos during one of Horner’s speeches. 

On the race evening, prior to his second World Championship, he’s all smiles, before walking onto the grid, hopping into his car. 

You at this point, were shyly standing alongside some of the other garage guests; you weren’t too sure what the media would think of ‘Vettel’s new lady, the one who’s stuck around.’

Until there’s a sudden motion from one of his mechanics, motioning at you. 

For a second, you don’t think to move, until he shouts your name, waving wildly for you to come over to the car. 

You can feel your heart race, feeling like the eyes of every driver, mechanic and fan were on you. The only solace you had was Lewis and Mark, having been introduced to Sebastian’s close friends earlier in the weekend. 

When you reached the Red Bull, the mechanic pats your back. You barely notice it, attention drawn to your boyfriend’s helmet-clad head. 

‘You didn’t give me my good-luck kiss!’ He huffed, lifting his visor so his blue eyes could meet your own. 

You can’t hold back the laugh this time. ‘Didn’t you win here without me last time?’ You question the logic. Sebastian simply huffs, not wanting to listen to logic, instead, folding his arms and pouting like a child. 

You end up caving, leaning over the side of the RB7, pressing a kiss to the side of his helmet. 

You don’t miss the cheering from the rest of the grid as you duck your head, cheeks blushing from the interaction as you walk off the track.

You also don’t miss Sebastian’s shout of ‘I want a proper one when I win!

♡ Scuderia Ferrari Era

You hadn’t been able to attend the opening race of Sebastian’s first year with Ferrari; something you’d felt awful about, knowing it was his dream to race for them. 

So here you were, clad in red, engagement finger resting on your left hand, ready to support your husband-to-be. 

He’d been aggravated, Lewis and Nico finishing 30 seconds ahead of him in the opening race had driven him insane. 

He knew he could do better.

So, when he came into to garage, clad in his red fireproofs, (ones you could have fantasies over,) his game-face was on.

You knew better than to interrupt the ins and outs of setting up the car. 

Sebastian had barely spoken to you that morning; he’d held your hand firmly when walking to the car that morning. 

Even in the car, your usual chat and singing along to his ancient music was replaced by a silence. 

The only form of comfort you had been able to offer him was a hand resting on his leg as he drove; a silent promise you would be here for him, not matter the result.  

It wasn’t until one of the mechanics walked past, holding Sebastian’s helmet, that you spoke up, asking if you could give it to him.

He obliged; in his mind, anything to cheer up their driver before the race would be a good thing. 

You had held out the helmet, his eyes widening when he saw that it was you handing it to him. 

Before handing it to him, you lifted the helmet to your face, kissing the part of the helmet where his lips would usually be on his face. 

You grinned, handing him the helmet, winking as you handed it over.

‘That’s your good luck kiss. Go out there and get that win.’ 

There was a massive cheer around the garage as they finally saw Sebastian break into a smile, the first one of the day.

Even Kimi had started grinning, knowing how in love his teammate was. 

After the win he scored that afternoon, the mechanics insisted you joined them for as many races as possible. 

♡ Aston Martin Era

Of course, you were there for Sebastian’s final race. The day had been overwhelming. 

Even though you hadn’t been by his side for the entirety of the day, you had been around the Paddock; your three-year-old daughter clad in Aston Martin merch.

The whole family had to be there for Sebastian; it was his last race after all.

It had been more emotional for you that you’d realised. 

Charles had come up to you, tears in his eyes as he thanked you for looking out for him all those years, even after Sebastian had left Ferrari. 

You didn’t expect the warm hug from Christian, who wished you both the best and had promised the second your daughter got into karting, he would be signing her to Red Bull. 

Of course, Sebastian had given both his girls a kiss before stepping into his car, nestling in his seat for the last time. 

You’d sat in the garage, your daughter on your lap as you pointed to where he was listening to his mechanic; her eyes widened upon seeing her father in the cars she’d seen all day. 

His race engineer nudged you, motioning towards your husband.

‘Go on. Give him one more for old times’ sake.’

You laugh, getting up from your chair and scooping up your daughter, walking through the grid. 

She of course, gives her Uncle Mick a wave, having spent most of her afternoon coaxing him to play imaginary games with her. 

Sebastian clocks the two of you coming across the grid, even though he’s strapped in, he turns his head. 

You can’t see the grin on his face, but you know it’s there. 

Leaning over and kissing the side of his head, it’s as if all of them years had been taken back, back to when you and Sebastian were just kids; the first time you’d ever been seen with him. 

You seem to fly through the years with that one kiss, before leaning up, ready to walk away, until the wiggling girl in your arms whines. 

Giving her a questioning look, she leaned down, arms guided by you, as she pressed a sloppy kiss to her father’s helmet. 

Sebastian’s heart melted.

His girls on his final race, he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

☽ [If you have a headcanon/drabble idea, thought or request, feel free to send it here!] ☾

#SV5 #Sebastian Vettel #Sebastian Vettel x Reader #Sebastian Vettel Imagine #Sebastian Vettel One Shot #Sebastian Vettel x Y/N #Sebastian Vettel x You #Sebastian #Vettel #F1 #Formula 1 #F1 x Reader #Formula 1 x Reader #Red Bull #RBR #Aston Martin #AM #SF #Ferrari #Scuderia Ferrari

[teasteeper]

15:42 ♱ 18+

you're squirming against the cool sheets, which feel all too uncomfortable on your burning skin. you press your knees together hard for some friction, digging your heels into the mattress and arching your back, tiny strangled whines leaving your throat as arousal swirls in your tummy.

hendery's dark, narrowed eyes meet your wide and watery ones. he's simply studying you, kneeling before you on the bed and ghosting his slender fingers up and down the side of your thigh, watching you gnaw on your plush bottom lip, your cheeks flushed hot pink. your chest heaves with shaky breaths, and he reaches a big hand forward to tug at one of your perked nipples.

"cock- your cock" your voice is so weak and desperate, hendery can feel his heart swell against his ribs, "fuck me, please"

he offers you a quiet moan that's more of a sigh as he takes his hands off you, closing his fingers around the silver chain around his neck and pulling it over his head.

"c'mere"

you lift yourself to sit up, feeling his knuckles brush your hair as he puts his necklace on you. it somehow feels longer around your neck than his, the pretty crucifix pendant resting between your breasts, the cool metal making you shiver.

"beautiful"

he leans down to kiss you, making you fall back against the pillow. you don't fight his hand pushing your thighs apart, laying between your legs to line up his cock to your soaked centre.

"be good. need you to take it all" he whispers against your parted lips, giving you another kiss to swallow your moans as he buries his length in your cunt. his deep thrusts hit the spongy spot inside you over and over, sending shocks of warmth through you. it makes your head fuzzy, scratching your nails down his flexed biceps on either side of you, staring up at his face.

his pale skin glows with a thin sheen of sweat, dark brows furrowed and pretty lips parted, his deep sighs fanning over your cheek. but his eyes are fixed between your breasts where his pendant sits. your pathetic whining snaps him out of his trance, looking up to your flushed face. he swallows thickly, eyes flitting over your face to take in your kiss swollen lips, lashes wet with unshed tears and pupils blown wide before meeting your lips in another kiss.

hendery can be so soft like this, all lazy thrusts and messy kisses. his chest is flush against yours, moaning into your mouth at the feeling of the cold chain on his skin. he melts at the sight of you in his clothes, even more when you wear the chain that means so much to him. he's adorning one of his prized possessions with another. you look so much like you're his, and it's enough to drive him to fuck you for hours, his pained moans getting raspier, dark hair falling over his eyes, pretty lips wet and swollen.

"y'so pretty when you take it. you know it, don't you. pretty fucking girl"

"my baby.. all mine. say it to me. mine mine"

#oh we are so back #famous last words #NOT sf!hen #timestamps #hendery #wayv #nct #hendery smut #hendery x you #hendery x reader #wayv smut #wayv timestamps #wayv hard thoughts #wayv hard hours #nct smut #nct timestamps #nct hard hours #nct hard thoughts #mine #kpop smut

[girlboypersonthingy]

crawls into ask box

hi can i request for sal fisher w a s/o who likes to trace his face scars with their fingers 😎

YES YES YES I want this so bad, I wish this were me sooooo baaadddddd 😮‍💨 thanks for all the Sally face requests I’ve been getting! I’m living for it. If you’ve requested, I’ll get to it soon. Promise ✨ enjoy~

Notes: established relationship, first time saying ‘I love you’, tons of fluff, short little drabble

TW: spit (Sal drools a lil 😚)

Sal x reader- Quality Time

After a long day of you working and Sal having class, it was finally late and quiet, finally time to unwind and spend some quality time with your darling boyfriend. You sat in his bed, playing on his gearboy to pass the time as he took a shower. Gizmo is cuddled up next to your thigh, softly purring while you play your game. As you were just getting invested in the hand held game, the door swung open and in came Sal with wet blue hair dipping onto his black over sized t-shirt, wearing just the shirt and a pair of baggy blue boxers.

“Feeling better?” You glance at him for a moment then back to the game. “Yeah, I’m tired now.” Sal replies as he rubs the excess water out of his long hair with his towel, quickly throwing it aside before climbing on the bed with you. He didn’t hesitate in laying on his back and resting his head in your lap, watching as you continue your game. Besides the intense music and sound effects coming from the gearboy, it became quiet between you two, pleasantly quiet and calm.

You were so caught up in completing the level you’re currently on that you didn’t even notice that Sal had shifted his gaze from the game in your hand to your face above him, taking time to admire it all scrunched into a focused expression. He stared up at you for what felt like hours, taking in the view of you licking your lips and raising your brows. Your face is so pretty, so soft and whole, pretty much flawless in his opinion. As a smile crept up his cheeks, it was his soft sigh of contentment that made you glance down at him. From your point of view, his bare face was upside down with his head resting in your lap and his hair all pushed back- nothing was obstructing your view of his messily scarred face.

Quickly, you found yourself locked into his gaze, staring back down at him as his smile got bigger, revealing his teeth even more through the missing flesh of his cheek. Now your own lips are spreading wider, a wave of butterflies coursing through your stomach as you blink at him. “W-what?” You ask in reference to his loving stare. Sal takes a moment to answer, softly chucking first when the sound effects of defeat come from the gearboy still in your hand.

“You’re just really cute.” He finally responds, making you toss the gearboy aside and fully focus on him. You’re smiling so big now, it’s hard to keep your eyes open enough to see him. “No, you are.” And your hands find their place on his cheeks, your thumbs gently stroking his uneven skin, making Sal’s eyes gradually close as he relaxes under your fingertips.

For what felt like hours, you stayed this way- your fingers gently tracing over every scar and every part of his face that had never healed back over. Finger tips lightly ticking his forehead, your hands softly rubbing under his chin before circling back to his cheeks, all the while both of your smiles are unchanging. “Feel good, Sally?” Sal hums in response, eyes still closed as he feels himself getting sleepy.

It was relaxing for both of you- the different textures of his skin felt so unique to your hands. His bright and shiny molars caught your attention as they peak through the gaping hole in his cheek. It was then that you noticed a bit of drool pooling on the side of his cheek where his teeth were exposed, his breathing steady and nearly silent now. He was falling asleep.

“I love you.” It leaves your mouth as a breathy confession, making Sal open his eyes, one empty socket and a dull blue eye staring up at you. His expression changes rapidly from a look of surprise and excitement to one of adoration and endearment. His brows relax, his face begins to turn pink as he shifts his gaze away. He hasn’t replied yet so you nervously open your mouth again, hands still resting on his cheeks. “Sorry, you…you’re j-just so gorgeous.”

Sal turns his head to the side fast, using one of his hands to cover his crimson face. A soft groan leaves him and he pauses before speaking. “Stoooppp.” You would stop if it wasn’t for his smile showing from beneath his large hand, you could hear the giddy smirk in his voice when he spoke. So you decide to keep the sappy romance going. Carefully, leaving him time to stop you, you pull his hand away and continue gently stoking his cheek again. Silence falls between you two for a moment before Sal turns his head so he’s looking up at you again.

“I love you too.” His eyes are closed now and he seems relaxed again, his blushing cheeks having calmed down a bit thanks to your calming touch. Leaning over him slowly, you let your eyes close as you go for a kiss. Sal opens up his eye for a second to see you leaning in and he sits up ever so slightly to meet you in the middle. Your lips slowly part against each other’s, moving in different rhythms but somehow matching up perfectly. Your hands slide from his cheeks to behind his head, fingers tangled in his wet locks as you’re holding his face up to yours. You both savor the moment, hearts starting to beat faster and faster. Seconds later, you part with a soft gasp coming from both of you.

Something about you complimenting his bare face while also touching it and telling him you love him…makes him wanna put a ring on that finger immediately. He never thought he’d find a love like you and while he isn’t totally sure what he’s doing here, he wants to be with you like this forever.

#sally face fanfic #Sally face #sally face x reader #sally face x y/n #sally face x you #sal x reader #sal fisher x reader #sal fisher #sal sally face #sally face sal #sally face fanfiction #sf sal #sally fisher #sally face fluff #sally face fandom

[devourers-of-god]

Hello again! As I understand it, applications are still open aha... I hope I haven't tormented you (sorry, I'm just wildly delighted with your work, and there are too many ideas in my head)

In general... it seems to me that it is quite difficult for Sally to open up to people, despite the fact that he is a very kind boy. It seems to me that he may be shocked by excessive tactility and emotionality

So, what about an overly active f!reader who likes to hold hands with friends, and hugs at a meeting, and kisses on the cheeks (sorry, this is literally me, and at the same time all my friends are not particularly tactile, aha ...). I was thinking that the reader might like Sal... how do you think he would react? And yes, it can be either fan fiction or headcannons, whatever you want aha. I will read everything with pleasure!!!

HI!! thank you SO much for the compliments, you are the sweetest! You are SO right about Sal D: ANS ALSO you do not torment me !!!! the requests are slow these days and im sooo happy you're taking the time to ask me stuff !I will do a one shot for this lololsorry this took a while to write, I had exams, school and work :P BUTTT I got my drivers licence LOLLL okep thanks for your request!!! and if you ever have more ideas, it will be my pleasure to try and portray your ideas with my writing!

SAL X OVERLY AFFECTIONATE READER

Warnings: None, fluff ? u guys are not dating lololol

Type: Oneshot

Oneshot -

Everyone described you with few words; bubbly, a social butterfly and VERY affectionate. You were not shy to pour your heart out to someone when needed, but you also were the first one to help a friend in need.

You always thought that being this touchy and nice to people was just common manners, until you be friended Sal Fisher.

Sal Fisher was an interesting individual, his everyday life was affected by years of torment explained by his flashbacks. He wasted a lot of his youth because Sal was isolating himself, not talking to anyone, not even his father. Even though his ''beloved'' father wasn't trying to help him to begin with. Though, this caused the young boy to develop an awkwardness to someone's touch and Sally could not properly explain to someone how he felt, he couldn't quite put words on his true feelings. Being touched, brushed or even just the thought of all this, made Sal feel something he couldn't even express. Sal was hollow, basically a shell of a human.

You luckily moved to Nockfell, the infamous town that your family wanted to move in so bad. You and your family landed in the Addison's apartments, there you met the tall Larry Jonhson. It was easy to get along with this guy anyway, you found yourself very lucky that day because the metalhead introduced you to Sal Fisher. You two will eventually end up together, but you don't know that yet.

For you, it was love at first sight. You Immediately complimented the way Sal presented himself. Basically showering him with compliments, especially his mask and hair. It wasn't your fault that you're this friendly, its the usual y/n. Sal Fisher felt almost claustrophobic by your gestures, weirdly appreciated that. You were not aware but this boy is secretly craving compliments, being this lonely for this long had affected the poor boy.

As the weeks passed, you and the blue haired boy hung out often, which made you delighted. You two were eating lunch together while the others had an art project to complete. Mr. Fisher and you were discussing when suddenly Sal made you laugh, your reflexes got the best of you and pushed him gently. Sal smiled to himself as his face turned crimson. ''God you are so funny, you need to stop my cheeks are hurting!!'' You confessed as you chuckled lightly. ''Pretty sure my name is Sal ,y/n'' your crush responded. You punched his shoulder gently, just as a way of saying to shut it. You knew that Sal was not introduced properly to your love language, but luckily you asked his closest friends about all of this. They approved to you that the masked boy isn't disturbed by it. It motivated you to not hide your true self, since your upcoming boyfriend is fond of it.

In an instant, the bell rang. You got up quickly and held Sal's hand to make sure he's following. You didn't want to lose him in the crowded halls right? Or did you just want an excuse to hold his hand? Sal figured this out but never told you.

Arrived to his locker, you were so happy that day and your nature took over suddenly, you peeked a small kiss on the cheek of Sal's prosthetic. '' See ya Sal! Goodluck with your math test-'' You yelled out as you escaped. You were proud of yourself too, you really liked Sal and the only way to show it is with affection and physical touch. You could not believe you actually did that. The next class felt like it was the longest ever, the school system was seperating you from your future lover.

Meanwhile, Sal's train of thoughts was going faster than usual. He froze in place for a good 5 minutes with his face hotter than when he had the flu. He thought to himself that you might like him, but Sal reasoned himself after saying that you probably do that to everyone. He wasn't so special, he thought. Normally, affecting gestures are not welcome for Sal Fisher, but you stood out. He actually felt great in your embrace. Even though he's not quick enough to hug back sometimes, he melts every time.

''Man I know you like her, you don't even let us touch you dude.'' Larry said after Sal reported everything of today. Sal closed his locker door a bit louder than he should've.

''Fuck off Larry. She's just different I guess.'' Sal retorted, what's left of his face turned a tint of pink, ballet pink to be exact. Sal thought to himself that he was pleased that the school day finally ended, they could finally go home and play som- Sal's thoughts were cut off by you hugging Sal as a way of greeting. He felt his legs soften beneath him. Sal's heart skipped various beats. '' Hi Sal!! Oh hi Larry! What are you guys up to after school?'' You smiled wildly as you got closer to Sal, which made him shiver. Larry started to smirk in a more of an evil way ''Oh I'm actually busy tonight but I know that Sal wanted to hang out with you y/n'' Sal bumped into him ''accidentally''.

Your cheeks flushed as you looked away ''I would love to! My parents are picking me up today so- text me okay?'' You ended your sentence with a small wink directed to Sal. You quickly left to go in your guardian's car. Suddenly you didn't feel like walking like everyone else, you were so happy you skipped your way to the car. Sal's jaw was hanging since Larry opened his ''dumb mouth'' as Sal would say.

''Youre welcome my man!'' Larry chuckled.

'' Get lost.''

HELLO!! hope you liked it :) I don't know why, im less satisfied with this.. if there's anything you guys think I should add please feel free to share your thoughts with me!! Per usual, stay safe and MY REQUESTS ARE ALWAYS OPEN!!!! its currently almost 1 am lawd goodnight friends :) P-S: we're almost at 150 followers!!!!!! very exciting :DDDD thank you!!

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[orange-demons]

Luke s. x bimbo!fem!reader

not a luke girlie, but I think out of everyone in street fighter 6. he's the only one to fully appreciate a bimbo gf.

When Luke first sees you, you were being harassed by a couple of thugs near his gym. 

And of course, being an outstanding samaritan and having a chance to impress himself in front of a hot girl, he did what anyone would do and kicked their asses.

After he scared them off he went to check if you were fine. To which you wrapped your arms around him to thank him.

That’s how you met.

He likes to show off in front of you, whether in the arena or on the streets.

He also spoils you rotten, that Louis Vuitton purse you were eyeing, purchased. The Dior lip oil that was out of stock, yours. That cute mini skirt you pointed through the window, now lies in your wardrobe.

Luke loves it when you cling on his arm, it really strokes his ego.

When you told him you had a dog named Cupcake he fully expected a tiny spoiled chihuahua. The type that's way too pampered to move. Not a 100lb Rottweiler who serves as your attack dog. She scared the hell out of him when he first came over.

She's fiercely protective of you and only you, so she doesn’t take a liking to Luke no matter how much he tries. 

You like to see if your new lipstick is smudge-proof by kissing him. You would sit on his lap and pepper his face with kisses, not like he’s complaining.

You insisted on wearing matching lockets, so Luke keeps his on the chain holding his dog tags.

You made it a point to have your picture on one side and his on the other. So when you closed it, you both would be kissing.

Well...at least that's what you said.

Every time he enters a tournament before he goes into the ring, he kisses his locket good luck.

He’s the type of guy to say wear what you want, I can fight.

But if he notices someone who can’t take their eyes off of your low-cut top, he’ll pull you closer by your waist.

You randomly asked him one day how it feels to be put in a headlock, because you saw him do it to one of his students when you went to visit him at the gym. So he decided to give you a demonstration.

His forearms weren't tight enough to restrict your airflow, but you could definitely feel your cheeks squish and your lips puckering. Maybe dying like this wasn't too bad.

Luke laughs at you for liking this too much. 

You like to show him the cute charms on your nails every time you get them done.

One time when you both were making out, you noticed one of your gel nails was broken, and that was the only thing you could focus on for the next hour, despite him whining for you to keep kissing him.

He knows you don’t like it when he tries to hug you when he’s all sweaty because you don’t want his sweat to get on your outfit.

but he still does it anyway even after you push him away.

He's never cared much about the latest fashion trends or the makeup drops from famous influencers, but he’ll allow himself to be dragged to the mall if you beg him enough.

He’ll hold all your bags with no complaints.

He definitely gives you princess treatment. Like massaging your legs when your feet hurt from wearing heels all day, or even paying for all your shopping expenses when you refuse.

When you come home from a successful haul you're always eager to show him. And he will tell you which ones he likes the best.

He says to give him a little twirl.

You complain to him about how much you don’t want pizza because he eats it all the time.

Every time Luke is able to customize a character in game, he makes them look like you. 

He does his best to have them adopt your style and mannerisms.

Luke knows he doesn’t need to protect you 24/7 because you’re capable of handling yourself, but he still wants to teach you a couple of moves in case something does happen.

He taunts you a bit so you can pack more to your punch.

And let me say, you have a mean, right hook. Knocked Luke in his jaw.

He actually thought it was pretty hot, especially when you were fussing over him. 

When you guys travel, he gets to relax in your pink car. The seats are lined with fur and filled to the brim with stuffed animals. Fuzzy dice hanging from your rearview mirror and snacks in the hidden compartments of the car. 

He makes you drive because he can’t see through the gaps in the plushies like you do and gets too distracted by them. 

You text constantly since you both have different routines. But you mostly send pics of yourself when you're in dressing rooms. 

You: [sent pic] Does this skirt make my butt look big?

Luke: I think you should go shorter. 

So you do.

Playing co-op with this guy is easy for you. Mostly because he’s good enough to carry both of you through an entire game. 

It’s different if you're competitive, because he is too. So he won’t let you win so easily. 

But if you decide to opt-out, he’ll sit on the floor while you passively braid his hair. You even stick a couple of hair clips in his hair with small charms on them.

As much as you love Luke, you hate sleeping over his house. He doesn’t have anything to eat in his fridge other than protein shakes and red meat.

And showering was a different story. Body scrubs, lotions, scented shampoos, and conditioners are nowhere to be seen. You have to tuff it out with the 3 in 1 men’s shampoo, conditioner, and body wash.

But you do like snuggling with him in bed because he gives the best hugs, so you guess you can deal with it.

love potions (feat. princess paparazzi)

#street fighter 6 x reader #street fighter x reader #street fighter #luke sullivan x reader #luke x reader #luke sullivan #street fighter luke #street fighter luke sullivan #street fighter luke x reader #street fighter luke sullivan x reader #sf #sf6 #sf x reader #sf6 x reader #x bimbo!reader #bimbo reader

[andreaheartscats]

Sal Fisher as your boyfriend

🩵

-> showers you with love and compliments whenever he gets a chance.

-> doesn't like to admit it but gets really jealous when you get paired up with a random guy for a school project.

-> nap dates RAAAH!

-> loves when you wear his hoodie, it makes him feel somehow proud of himself and also you look pretty adorable in his clothes

-> he is a SO SO gentle with you and acts like you are made out of glass.

-> tried to act overprotective and tough but ti be fair he just looks cute

#sally face #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sally face x reader #sal fisher x y/n #sal fisher x you #fiction #fanfic #i love sally face #headcanon #video games #x reader #fanfic writing #sf #sf fandom #sally face fandom #writter #writting #writer #writing #writers on tumblr #video game #games #headcanons #sally face headcanons #sf headcanons

[lovebeatriceplz]

hii idk if u take requests but if u do could i ask for more larry hcs please? i adore with all my heart the previous one you made im still crying i love him so much .💔😭

( so reall😭 he's hubby material)

My Larry headcanons pt. 2

General and dating

(WOAH😍)

- He did all his piercings himself and actually did really well, they look professional.

- Loves those psychological thriller thingys, his favorite series is probably like black mirror idk.

-Pet names. Calls you sweetheart ( jokingly) and he also calls you dude (romantically).

- This is literally canon😭, but he has his hands in his pockets all the time. HORRIBLE, horrible posture. He probably suffers from back pain.

- He giggles, I'm telling you his laugh is the cutest thing ever.

- All of his paintings are centered around you. It might not be direct, or a painting of you specifically. It could have been something you said, or something reminded him of you. You're his muse.

- He really likes birds. Sings back to them if no one is watching.

- He's never disagreeable, once it's you. You could tell him to do anything and he'd do it.

- A theater kid at some point.

- That's the reason why he communicates in screams ( no just hear me out-". He screams as a response. Ask him something? He'll probably scream then answer afterwards.

- Smiles around you more because he loves when you gush over his lil tooth gap.

- What's the opposite of a picky? That's him. He'll eat anything that is provided, anything that's edible (and inedible, sometimes).

- Is up in your personal space 24/7

- He is also...a whimperer, take that however you want to (pls💀 I'm out of ideas)

#yikes #but um I'm in love with him #larry Johnson #larry johnson x you #Larry Johnson hcs #larry johnson x reader #larry johnson sf #sally face #sally face hcs #sally face x you #sally face x reader #sf #sal fisher #ashley campbell #travis phelps

[elliot-needs-sleep]

hii i requested the larry alphabet, and realized i didn’t have an anon name lol. i wanted to request literally anything larry johnson x reader. fem is appreciated, but just let ur heart run wild :) -larry’s fangirl anon

Welcome to the anon club!!! We're glad to have you 😊

I'm in a silly goofy mood right now, so this should be fun at least

Fights

Fic type: Short form

Characters: Larry, Travis (mentioned briefly), Sal (end appearance)

Fandom: Sally Face

Prompt: "You need to stop doing stupid shit"

"Really, Larbear?" You stood in the doorway to his bathroom, and he looked up at you in the mirror as he gently dabbed at his bloody lip.

"What? Travis said something fucked up to Sally Face and he deserved a good punch in the face. How was I to know he knew how to throw one back?" He snorted slightly, shaking his head, and you rolled your eyes. "And then Ash convinced me to slide down the banister, and of course I had to slip and somehow manage to land face first on the stairs."

"Hun, you need to stop doing stupid shit. You're gonna need stiches one of these days!" You sat him down on the edge of the bathrub, taking the tissue from him and gently dabbing at the twin cut on his cheekbone.

"Why do that when I've got a cute girlfriend who can help patch me up afterwards?" He gave you a cheeky grin, and you rolled your eyes at him again.

"You're so dumb sometimes, you're lucky I love you so much, hun." You kissed his forehead, and he chuckled slightly.

"I am so lucky, I already know." You step away to grab a bandaid from the first aid kit, but he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his chest, almost tipping you both into the bathtub.

You both don't notice Sal enter the doorway as you laugh, but him fake gagging only makes you two laugh harder, inevitably causing Larry to slide backwards, dragging you with him as he does.

When you three caught your breath and you helped Larry out of the bathtub, you smiled softly. Sometimes your boyfriend did stupid things, but he was right, you were always gonna be there to patch him up and laugh it off.

Mostly because you knew that Sal wouldn't let him do stupid things without joining in, at least, so you could laugh at him as well.

#elliotiswriting #anon asks #larry's fangirl anon #larry johnson x reader #sf larry johnson #larry johnson #sf #sf x reader #sally face x reader #sally face #divider by cafekitsune

[vaggiess]

But he'd hug me if I'm sad fr

He had no choice. smh

#sally face #sal fisher #sally #my art #sketch #sally fisher #sally face game #sal sf #sally face fanart #sally sf #sal fisher x reader #the trial sally face #sallyface #my art style #my baby

[tonicandjins]

23 moments with donghyuck

in honor of donghyuck's twenty-third birthday, i present to you,

23 moments with donghyuck

if walls could talk

➼ The first mission with the notorious Lee Donghyuck involved looking for the hoodlums who attacked Na Jaemin during his trip to Beijing. | mafia au

amortentia (the room smells like absolute shit)

➼ The room smells like the Quidditch pitch when you arrive fifteen minutes into the class. | harry potter au

frequent flyers

➼ Donghyuck looks enthralling like this: beautiful even after all these years, charming like he’s the day he turned 21, grown, earnest, and at ease. It’s agonizing to look at from where you sit across the room—hands wrapped around her waist, eyes closing as he leans in, drunk, drunk, drunk like the night you’d left him, heart void of you.

all of the girls you loved before

➼ “Lee Naeun, Kim Haerin, Im Jieun, Lee Naeun again, then Park Yesol,” you enumerate. “You were a ladies’ man!” | all of the girls you loved before by taylor swift au

"it's swowwen."

➼ You find yourself running from your unit’s floor down to the main entrance. Donghyuck needs to be taken care of today, and with Dream’s schedule, none of the managers will be available to tend to him today, which is why they ended up deciding to send him to your apartment for the day.

the first time (coming soon)

smoke in your lungs (coming soon)

that one afternoon in jeju (coming soon)

lights, camera, lee donghyuck (coming soon)

➼ It’s a universally known truth that successful empires come from humble beginnings. In interviews, Donghyuck's grandfather talks about hard work and creating your own vision, which he says he’d learned from his parents who learned it from their parents. He emphasizes the importance of ethics in business and networking, expanding one’s territory by partnership. He brags about working at a young age, getting a degree and an MBA, and how he’d imposed and required higher education for his own children. What he doesn’t talk about is all the arranged marriages the entire Lee bloodline had signed up for—had committed to—to keep the entire expanding like the fucking universe. It just keeps going; there’s no stopping.

starbucks lovers (coming soon)

before the coffee gets cold (coming soon)

i don't wanna be your friend (i wanna kiss your neck) (coming soon)

outer space (coming soon)

#nct dream au #haechan au #haechan smut #haechan fluff #haechan angst #donghyuck angst #donghyuck smut #fwb haechan #f2l haechan #haechan #nct haechan #sfs #request now~! #nct dream #nct dream scenarios #nct dream fluff #haechan fic #haechan imagine #haechan scenario #haechan x reader #23mwd