• Oh he is sooo awkward before the two of you start dating. Genuinely has the fattest crush and gets so flustered whenever Larry teases him about it. Larry sometimes invites you to their hangouts without telling Sal just to see how bashful he gets and make fun of him for it later.
• Overthinks basically everything. Replays every single conversation in his head. “why did I say ‘see you later’ like that? Was that too friendly? Not friendly enough?”
• He plans to confess ten different times but chickens out every single one. He’ll be talking to himself in his head like, “okay, today is finally the day.” but then you smile at him and his brain just shuts off and he blurts out something dumb like, “Uhh, just wanted to tell you your shoelaces are untied.”
• When he finally does confess it’s quiet but honest. He’s not gonna do a big speech or anything. There’s a comfortable silence as he’s sitting next to you in his room fiddling with the strings on his guitar when he suddenly blurts out, “I like you. like a lot. I didn’t really mean to. I just do.”
• When you say you like him back his brain just short-circuits. He kinda doesn’t even believe it at first. “Are you serious? like, me-me?”
• Loves quality time and acts of service. He doesn’t need to go anywhere fancy or expensive. He prefers more laid back and intimate dates or hang outs like watching dumb movies together and laughing through the whole thing or staying up late talking about any and everything.
• Lowkey romantic without realizing it sometimes. Like remembering exactly how you drink your coffee or fixing the headphones you’ve been complaining about for weeks but shrugging it off and saying he “just likes to be helpful”
• Notices everything. You could just sigh once and he’d be like, “long day?” it feels like he can just read your mind sometimes.
• Larry’s teasing gets even worse. You and Sal could be just holding hands while walking down the empty school hallways and he’d just appear out of nowhere like, “Aww! Look who’s all lovey-dovey now.”
Sallyface - Larry Johnson x reader ❤︎ Fem reader in mind, (no pronouns or gender mentioned) ❤︎ ┃Just random text with bf!Larry. Established relationship, just dabbling to see if you enjoy! ❤︎┃
Poor little you, thinking that your S/O would choose you over the world, when the moment came dread washed over you as you realized they seemed to be actually deciding whether to save you or not, but after a brief moment your eyes catch the softest smile adorning the corner of their mouths "Silly of you to think you were ever in real danger, my love" they coo sweetly in a tone that they only use with you, just like that whatever impression of an upper hand the threat had dissipated completely, you were the only one safe this entire time, your loved one made sure of that by manipulating everything and everyone.
No amount of galaxies slain and burned to cosmic ashes would make you feel as safe and loved as the fact that they risked everything just so you wouldn't even be a factor they'd need to consider saving. You were the only thing that mattered ever since the beginning.
Ur my friend, and I luv you write me a Larry Johnson x fem reader Smut *im very intenestly holing a water gnu to you haed* I love you muah 😘 go on and write ME A BANGER
Jokes on you my water gun has acidic properties, love you too my frieeennndddd
<~ Shotgunning Through Bliss ~> Larry Johnson x Fem! Reader Smut
A/N: Mmm what the nose- WHAAAA who said that?? HUH??
“C-Can you grab me my a-ahh lighter.”
“W-What? Larry what are y-you- gah!!”
Larry shifts inside you as he reaches for his lighter on the night stand, you whine gently but soon slowly continue to ride him as he looks up at you. Wasn’t your thought to have a small cuddle session, only to lead with both of you losing your pants and immediately railing each other, thank god Lisa was out.
He shifts gently to sit up, as he smirks gently, quickly holding your hips as you gasp and whine by the loss of pleasure. He leans back and reaches within his loose pants to grab a pack of cigarettes, or blunts. He sighs gently and leans closer to your neck and inhales, “Calm down baby, I just had an idea for this moment, I think you’ll like it.” you frown and try to shift a little thrust into yourself, wanting to feel him stretch you, ecstatic of the pleasure pooling over and over-
“Whoa, whoa, calm it down, your acting like your starving hehe~” You groan as his hands grip tight for you to ground on his hips, lifting your head, you pant, “Seriously Larry, I was looking forward to this allllll day, please just let me feel- huh?” You stop once Larry soon pulls out a cigarette, he smirks and he hands you the lighter. The patterns of black and red, and cute detail of what looks to be a homemade sticker of Sanity Falls in the bottom of the lighter.
You huff and quickly flick it up, “You haven’t even told me what you wanted to do.” The gentle tussle of light matched as Larry hums and leans in gently, you lean closer to him. He inhales and holds the smoke, “Now… come her’…” his voice trailing as you lean closer to his mouth, parting lips, and he groans out softly as he shotguns the smoke into your mouth. The smoke burns, but familiar.
You moans and rap your arms around him as he chuckles at your relaxed state, he hums and suddenly thrusts up into you, catching you off guard as you let out an embarrassing high pitched whine. Quickly covering your mouth as he thrusts back to his normal pace, you watch as he gently inhales the cigarette, the ash burns slowly and light just a little brighter by his inhale.
You moan softly but gasp as he suddenly pulls you close, “Open…” He demands, you whimper and gently inhale the smoke, “Oh fu- gah, you such a dick Larry- ahh~!” You collapse on his chest as he groans, his hip thumping and thrusting up into your folds with wet slaps. The pleasure spreads into your stomach as you shut your eyes and slowly shift your hip to meet his.
“Ohhh look who enjoy the ride, is the smoke helping, babe?”
“Oh god- fuck oooff, please don’t stop, don’t-“
You stifle your moans as you watch Larry with smugness as he inhales the smoke, u lean closer to him but he hums, and releases the smoke into the air around you two. Confused as you narrow your eyes but moan in shock as he suddenly sits up towards you, chest to chest. He groans out a low grumble and stares you right in the eyes, lightly thrusting up gently as you arch your back and stare back, “Larry?”
But you had no time to react as he suddenly puts the cigarette on the ash try next to his bed, his hands grabbing both of your ass cheeks, smirking a dickish grin as he moves your ass in hard rhythm down his shaft. Your eyes widen and you quickly curse him out, arms finding his neck as you moan loudly into the air and his neck.
Thank god Lisa was gone, or else this would have been embarrassing…
He moans lowly as he licks up your neck gently but huffs with keeping up his hard and brutal pace, you nail digging into his back, making scars, the smell of cigarette smoke still in the air as you both wonder off by the cigarette lightly burning itself on the tray. You grab his long brown hair, “L-Larry! Please slow d-down, I can’t k-keep UP-! Oh god! With this p-ace, ahh-!! Your mom’s going to get a n-noise complaint!”
He groans at the idea, and shifts your body away from his, staring down at his shaft going in and out of your folds, he grins, “Oh fuuck keep clenching me babe, holy shit this is so hot…!” He breathes out and suddenly flips you on your back on the bed, his pace stopping momentarily.
You moan gently as your hands to his hips, where his dick stilled inside you. You watch as he lean back on his knees, bending your legs to position in missionary, and gently grabbing the cigarette, knocking the ash off before he brings in back to his lips. He inhales, grins, and shifts towards you, “Open for me…” You moan and let him shotgun into your mouth, you feel the smoke once again and gently release a shaky breath.
But you feel him rests both of his hands on your knees, look up at him as he taps his hand where cigarette bounces on your knees. He lowly hums smugly, “You know… my mom doesn’t come home another… three more hours… you think you make time for a couple of more… relieving?” He questioned, but slowly thrusting himself harder and harder.
You begin to moan again as he places the cigarette on his mouth, gripping your thighs and staring at his disappearing shaft over and over as he grins, “Fuuuck- Larry wait please, oh god so deep!!” You moan and grip his sheets as he leans to get a more powerful angle. Soon losing himself with the pleasure and the smell of smoke and sweat filling the air.
Hopefully Lisa takes a little longer on wherever she is…
hii sorry to bug you, i have a request :0 (if they're still open). can you maybe write sal fisher x mute reader headcanons? again sorry to disturb you
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✦ 𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
>>> i absolutely adore this request and i regret that it took me 8 million years to get to it. but i had a lot of fun writing this and i hope you enjoy it as much as i do! thank you for requesting, lovely! (masterlist)
from the beginning, ya’ll were practically meant to be.
sally has never been very big on talking more than necessary
and you, obviously, can’t talk
you met through being the weird outcasted kids at school.
sally sat somewhat near you at lunch one day and that was the beginning of forever.
every day, he’d gradually sit just a tad bit closer to you, but you never said anything about it
eventually he started wondering if you just outright refused to speak
“hey, im sally.”
on the tenth day of him sitting with you, when your knees could touch if you wanted them to, he introduced himself
you stared at him, and nodded.
he was offput by your lack of response, but didn’t push it.
a few minutes later you slid a piece of paper towards him
“(y/n).” , it said.
“your name is (y/n)?”
you nodded.
he nodded back.
over the next few weeks, you two became closer. and not just in proximity of the lunch table.
it wasn’t long before larry, ashley, and todd started sitting with you guys as well, when sal invited them to.
you still had never said a word.
sally thought you were really shy.
one day, when you were walking home together, he asked.
“do you not speak because you’re shy?”
you shook your head no.
“oh.”
he finally connected the dots.
things became easier from there.
you two created your own nonverbal language essentially, communicating mainly through eye contact, touches, gestures, and sometimes sticky notes. but you got the gist well enough with the motions and such.
you started hanging out outside of school, sometimes you were invited to accompany the group on the ghost hunts.
you didn’t live in the apartments, you lived closer to the river and bridge, but you still went over there a lot.
the crew loved having you along on the ghost hunts, because you caught and saw things they missed when they were too busy yapping.
you also seemed to have the best communication with the ghosts, despite being unable to speak.
you became the gold token of the group quickly, larry becoming that of an older brother figure to you
eventually the others began getting better at communicating with you as well
even through the nonverbal communication, you didn’t say much most of the time and preferred to listen and smile along with their conversations
whenever you got overwhelmed in public settings, sally was the first to notice. he’d subtly interlock pinkies with you and sit a bit closer to you until you calmed down.
when anybody at school would give you grief for being mute you best believe larry and sally were the first ones to go out guns blazing (mainly larry. larry punches first and thinks later)
sally's love language is definitely quality time and acts of service, which works perfectly for ya'lls dynamic.
"i brought you this plant. i saw you looking at it the other day. you can take care of it like a pet since you don't have any."
(insert appreciative staring)
overall so cuteness so sweetness i love them everybody shut up
"guys, i don't think we should be on this floor. it was closed off for a reason and--" "oh, would you stop complaining? we could get some seriously good intel, and pick up some seriously good signals, if your hot breath would stop messing up all the signals!" you stood aside as they bickered, trailing somewhere in the middle of the group. you looked around wordlessly but not mindlessly, the eerily still and otherwise silent apartment floor giving you shivers slight shivers. every so often your arm would bump sally's. he'd never acknowledge it, and neither would you. it took all of about fifteen more seconds for you, sally, larry, and todd to approach a door all the way at the end of the hallway, all of you halting your steps completely. there was a few beats of silence understood to be the lot of you contemplating what could be inside the room, whether or not to open the door.
"hey y'know what, ladies first!" said by larry broke the silence. from the corner of your eye you could see sally get bumped forward. you heard him scoff before he reached for the handle, ghost tracker in his other hand.
as soon as his fingertips met the handle, you felt cold. "don't." a cold, genderless voice whispered against your ear, firm and hollow and angry and calm. you definitely didn't need to be told twice. just as sally was going to push the door open, you stepped forward and grabbed his arm. you felt him flinch beneath your touch, but he turned to meet your gaze nonetheless. you shook your head no at him. he stared into your eyes, reading what you were telling him damn near telepathically. sally had been on plenty of ghost missions with you before, and he knew better than to interfere with whatever ghost-speaking power you had, so after a few beats of silent communication he nodded. "okay."
"what? what happened? why can't we go in?" larry began instantly, stepping forward and past you and sally. "larry, (y/n) said no, we should probably leave it alone--"
y'know, maybe if larry practiced his "listen to todd" skills, what occurred next wouldn't have happened. larry had reached for the door and swung it open without a second thought. "see? nothing!" and he was right, nothing happened. supposedly. so he turned around to the group with a smug smile on his face only for a moment. that's when he saw the horrified expression on everyone else's faces. "what?" in the two seconds it took for (y/n) to raise their finger to point, the door slammed shut behind larry with a "BOOM!" that echoed throughout the entire corridor, a boom that seemed to disturb every other spirit on the floor.
(y/n) looked at sally, sally looked at (y/n), they both looked at todd, they all looked at larry for one, two-- then they were all sprinting back to the elevator and slamming the first floor button so hard it's a miracle it didn't pop out of the socket. and just before the doors came to an agonizingly slow close, (y/n) could have sworn they saw something running towards them. hearts pounding and chests heaving, they all looked at each other, not speaking. "great going, larry." todd piped up after a moment. larry shook his head and huffed, still out of breath. nobody else said a word until they reached the fourth floor. larry opened his mouth to speak first, but was interrupted by the feeling of something touching his palm. he looked down to see a red sticky note and messy writing, and (y/n) staring irritated at him.
sal almost always smells like zaza and cologne. actually no he probably uses the bubblegum hello kitty perfume. it just smells so yummy to him
he doesn't like 'proper' dates that much tbh. he wouldnt wanna go to a restaurant bcs of his prosthetic - so it's probably you guys at home in a pillow fort watching final destination.
he definitely goes to music shops and spends hours there. he'll spend a good 2 hours or so looking through what vinyls they have, maybe looking for CDs, too.
whenever they have the newest sanity's fall album in stock, he buys it straight away. he loooves that shit. (don't blame him, me too.)
sal brings a small digital camera with him everywhere; he takes pictures of interesting things he finds, memories, ghost stuff, evidence/findings, whatnot.
he paints his nails a lot. mainly black, but sometimes he goes for a bit more colour. (red, blue, that's.. kind of it.) he's constantly redoing them because he chips off the nail polish absentmindedly or when he's bored.
he sleeps weird. he falls asleep on the couch and wakes up facedown in the bathtub. he's definitely one of those people who falls asleep and then wakes up on the other end of the bed or on the floor.
his spotify playlists r so fucking long. like 30h minimum at most. there's no such thing as a playlist that's too long, wdym?
he fucking loves nintendo games. he knows all the secret power up and hidden locations in the mario games.
not too happy w this one cus its short af and feels kinda fanon but eeeehhhhh i hope u enjoy this @ihateyouz!!
A/N: This was requested to us over on our Wattpad! Sorry, the first 200 and something words are just Sal falling for Ash, the other 1000 words are about Y/N tho I swear. Sal is so ooc omg, I haven't played the game in a hot minute so he's not at all accurate lmao.
Sal's POV:
I knock on Todd's door, I hear muffled words before he opens the door. He greets me as he opens the door. "Sorry it took me a minute to answer, I was wrapping up a tutoring session with Ashley, have you two met?" "Hey I'm Ash" I turn to see a beautiful girl, I feel my heart thump as she continues. "You must be Sally Face. I've heard so much about you!" I cough before responding "I.. Um.. me? You have?" "Yeah! All good things I swear. I'm glad I finally got to meet you."
"Me too. Er, you too. Um, I mean, it's nice to meet you as well." She sends a sweet smile my way. "I'd love to stay and chat more but I have to get going. Thanks for helping me out today, Todd." She walks to the door. "Enjoy the weekend, boys!" The door closes as I reply "You too".
"You alright Sal? You seem a bit anxious." "Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm good, I'm cool." I turn back to the ginger boy. "Okay so what brings you this way?" I completely disregard his question "Ash seems nice, is she a freshman too? What's she like?" "Her full name is Ashley Campbell. She's a freshman, like us, she also has a twin brother. She's overall a nice person." I don't seem to hear anything after that, until Todd asks "You didn't come here to talk about Ashley, though, so what's up?" "Oh, right..."
Timeskip
I was on the way to the basement, letting the elevator take me down. Larry had let me know Todd was over and asked if I wanted to hang out. It had been a while since the three of us hung out so I obviously accepted, what I didn't expect was to open the door and see Ashley sitting on a beanbag in the corner. My eyes trail from her to the figure standing beside her, his (E/C) eyes somehow more beautiful than Ash's. I felt like time had stopped.
"Sal?" I hear Larry call from beside me, I turn his way, clearing my throat. "Uh, I- yeah?" I hear the others chuckle before the taller boy walks over to me, hand out. "I don't believe we've met, you must be Sal. Larry and Ash can't keep their mouths shut about you." I look up at him, 'God, he's even more attractive up close'
"You.. Er I'm- Yeah, That- That's me."
He lightly laughs, 'I wish I could listen to that forever' he slightly tilts his head as he responds. "I'm Y/N," he quickly gestures to the brunette girl. "Ashley's twin." I nod slowly. "It's-Uh, It's nice to meet you." I finally shook his hand. "Nice to finally meet you too, Sal" I feel my face turn hot and I'm suddenly thankful for the mask covering my growing blush.
An awkward silence fills the room before Larry cuts it. "Okay, you two weirdos can stop shaking hands now." He lets out a hearty laugh as I quickly retract my hand from his warm ones. The (H/C) boy walked over to his spot next to Ashley as I sat next to Larry on the bed. 'I can't seriously be feeling this way for another boy, not that there's anything wrong with it. I'm just not gay.. right?'
Timeskip
It's been a few months since I met Y/N. I really expected my feelings for him to die off as easily as they did with Ash but I still feel just as strongly, if not more for him. 'I should probably talk to someone about this.' The first person that came to mind was Todd. He's had the most experiences with these sorts of feelings.
I quickly make my way to the 2nd floor, walking in, I greet his parents and bee-line for his room. I didn't bother knocking, the ginger boy sat in front of his computer. "Oh, hey Sal. What brings you here?" He turns the chair to face me. "Todd, I need some advice." His eyebrows furrow. "What sort of advice? What did you do?" I shake my head. "I haven't done anything. I need help figuring out some feelings." "Feelings? You're better off talking to Ash about that." I immediately shut down the idea. "Definitely not." He starts to smirk as questions me. "Why? Is she the one you have these 'feelings' for?"
"No, Um. Actually, I think I'm into her brother."
Todd's eyes grow to the size of saucers. "Y/N?!" I meekly nod. "I didn't know you liked boys." Todd laughs a little. "I didn't either." I exclaim. "That's why I need your help." Todd nods a few times before asking. "So what exactly do you need help with?" I go to respond but then pause, "I'm not sure. I guess I just wanna understand these feelings. I've never really felt this way for anyone before, and especially not for a boy."
"Sit down" He brings his arm out and gestures to the chair. "Let me help you out."
Timeskip
Yesterday's talk with Todd really helped me out. Though the idea of liking a boy is still pretty new to me, I think I'm ready to at least give it a shot. He told me that I should ask him out, that he thought he was pretty obviously gay. I couldn't be a hundred percent sure but I trusted Todd, and Y/N. I was sure that even if he were to reject me, he wouldn't make it a big deal, and would let me down slowly.
I take a deep breath before sending Y/N a text, almost instantly getting a response.
'want 2 hang?'
'ye whose place?'
'mine'
'lemme grab ash'
'hoping itd be jus u?'
'k all gud sys'
I stuff my phone into my back pocket before glancing up at the bathroom mirror. I fix up the pigtails before waiting in my room. It doesn't take long before I hear a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in." The door is slowly swung open, Y/N walking in and greeting me. "Hey man, why'd you call me over?" 'I really had to do it now, no backing out.' I shrug. "I kinda needed to talk to you." His wide smile slightly dropped. "What's wrong?" I shake my hands. "Nothing's wrong, I just.." I pause as he walks over to me, sitting on the bed, beside me.
He looks at me like he's waiting, not impatiently, just curious. I can't control the loud beats fastening, the loud thumps making their way up my throat. "Uhm-" my voice cracks, my head turning away in embarrassment. "You're all right, take your time Sal." His hand lays on my own as he gives it a reassuring squeeze. It wasn't the first time he had comforted me like this, it always made my heart jump but it really wasn't helping right now.
I don't know how long I was thinking before his gentle voice cut through my thoughts. "Sal?" My head turns back to his, quickly spurting out, "I-think-I'm-in-love-with-you!" I close my eyes tight as I wait for his response. It takes a few seconds before his thumb starts massaging my still held hand, his other resting on the porcelain mask at my cheek. I slowly open my eyes to see him grinning. "I feel the same, Sal."
My eyes widened. "You do?" He chuckles before nodding. "Have for a while. I was planning on asking you out too. Guess you beat me to it though." I lightly laugh as I lean in for a hug, his arms wrapping around my torso. "Does this mean we're- y'know?" I feel him nod against me, "If that's something you want?" "Obviously" I reply. We both share a laugh before he kisses my covered forehead.
A/N: After reading through it, it feels a little rushed, sorrryyy.
