#Sal fisher x reader smut

[cultrise]

OVERSTIMULATION. SAL FISHER

꒷꒦ CONTENTS NSFW, mutual overstimulation, praise, p in v, clit rubbing ᵎᵎ wc 906

꒷꒦ NOTES i wrote this while half-asleep so i might edit more through it later 😭

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your boyfriend had been stressed for a while. his nightmares have gotten more frequent and he would often wake up in the middle of the night, sweating and hot all over.

you often spent the night with him because of it, ignoring any other responsibility just to be there and soothe him when he needed it. sal felt extremely guilty for it, apologising endlessly even if he didn’t need to. but in all honesty, no one could calm him the way you could, when he woke up panting and panicking and he got pulled into your arms, head nestled under your chin as you stroked his hair “it’s alright, sally. you’re home. you’re with me. everything’s alright”

college admissions were also coming up, which put even more pressure on sal, which was stupid considering how smart he actually was and how everybody around you was convinced he’d absolutely nail it. but this poor boy was stressed beyond repair, losing sleep every night and breaking into a sweat from the smallest task.. so it was no surprise when he came to you for help.

you had already told your boyfriend countless of times that you were going to be there for him and help him out with whatever he needed, just like you did back when you were teens. however, since becoming a couple, helping sal destress transitioned to…. other ways.

you whine loudly into the pillow, face almost buried into your pillow as sal pounded into you like a desperate man, trying to release his tension. his usually pale face was flushed pink, sweat making his blue bangs cling to his forehead as he let out staggered breaths and choked moans “fu..uck, i’m so.. so sorry, baby. you feel.. ah!.. too good”

his strokes were messy, his pace was uneven, yet somehow, even in his desperate attempts to get off he was still so attentive to your body, one thumb on your clit as he matched the unsteady pace of his hips with the one of his finger. and god, did you thank yourself for properly teaching this man how to please you because your knuckles had turned white from holding the sheets balled up into your fist. he was just that good.

the covers pooled under you as sal announced his 4th orgasm, making you whine. there was something truly paranormal about the way his stamina changed when he was stressed, he could go at it for hours, until he got every worry out. and oh, was he getting them out. you were both whiny messes, unable to speak other than utter each other’s names breathlessly while you moved your hips to meet his, desperate for more friction.

occasionally, sal would slow down for a second, shaky lips to your ear as he asked you “..hah.. you okay?.. wan’ stop?” and you always shook your head impatiently, asking him to “just move already!” and as his hands grip your hips, he complies to your request.

you were past counting how many orgasms you had by then, body limp and sweaty as your pussy dripped. and sal? sal kept going. if you weren’t so fucked out you would’ve been staring at him with your eyes wide, wondering if this really was the same lanky, shy and nerdy sal you fell in love with back in high school. so you grab his cheek gently, smoothing a thumb over his bottom lip (or what was left of it, anyway).

“that stressed? sure you don’t want to talk?” and sal whines, shaking his head rapidly before begs start stringing from his mouth “no.. nonono… after.. i, shit!.. one more and…. d..one” sal closed his eyes shut tight, tears forming into his eyes as the last wave of pleasure came over him. you had never seen him so fucked out, so needy.. especially by his own hand.

“oh..oH, fuck, baby!” sally whines as you press kisses to his temple, legs squeezing around his waist as you moaned into his heated skin “come on, pretty boy. know you can do it” that nickname. pretty boy. it always had sal’s brain spinning and he captures your lips, cumming loads into you before he drops limp on top, face nuzzled between your breasts.

your hand flies to his hair, gently caressing it as he brings you into a thankful kiss, body still coming down from the original high “ ‘m sorry” sal speaks up, making you smile “did i hurt you? in any way?” always such a gentleman. even after he has both of your bodies shake uncontrollably and consecutively, he’s still the one to ask if you enjoy it. and how can your response be negative?

“no, sally. it was perfect” you sigh as you kiss him, letting him finally relax and fall on top of you, in your embrace “made me feel so good” you coo as his blush deepens, not wanting to think of how filthy he was. to his core, no matter what sal fisher went through, he was always a gentleman, a soft hearted boy that was so selfless it actually hurt.

“think we deserve a nap now” you hum as you tie up his pretty hair into a low bun “think? i’m spent. this calls for a 5 hour nap” sal groans before getting a towel and jumping back into bed “come on, let me clean you up. can’t have my pretty girlfriend all dirty”

© cultrise | don’t steal, copy or translate my works.

[cringequeenwrites]

Smoking sessions

Sal fisher x reader x Larry Johnson

Art credit to: @plusvanity

Smut-Drabble:

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

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

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

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

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

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

That’s it I go to bed now <o^o>

[xxliliana-screamsxx]

SALLY FACE HEAD CANONS 💙

(I'm bored so why not)

Disclaimer: this contains mild nsfw so if you aren't into that kind of stuff, I have some general HCs too so need to feel left out ☺️ (characters are Sal and Larry 😊)

Sal Fisher 💙

He would most definitely plan treehouse dates

(TW) If you have SH scars, he will draw little stars, cats, hearts etc. Over them💞

He tries to be the giver in the relationship, but he always ends up being the one who has his head buried in your chest

Kiss him all over his prosthetic, he loves it ❤️

If you ask if you can play with his hair, he will 100% let you

Loves it when you scratch his scalp (he has a sensitive scalp so plz run your fingers through his hair)

Back to his sensitive scalp, he wants to tell you how good it feels but he can't describe it without it sounding pervy so he just keeps quiet

Would definitely rest his head on your thighs

You have boobs? Well they're his pillows now

He is great at comforting you 💖

If you're having a panic attack or you're just worried about something, he will be there to help you through it all 😚

His scent is like lavender mixed with a dash of an old book kinda smell and cigarette smoke. Ya know? Since he's around Larry a lot he'd probably have a slight cigarette smell to him.

Larry Johnson 🤎

He's a tits guy...prove me wrong

He's definitely a giver

Smoke sesh dates 😩👌 perfection

This man doesn't give a fuck who's watching, he will gladly make out with you in front of whoever

Just like Sal, he uses your boobs as a pillow

Not so great at comforting people as much as Sal but he tries okay 😭

You know how some plugs 🔌 will gives a few girls the "pretty discount"? Larry will give you that good kush for free and not just bc you're his gf but bc boobies 🧍(can't blame him, boobs are great just not when you have to deal with them 🥲)

KISS. HIS. CHEST. 👏👏

Bro LOVES when you kiss his chest, goes absolutely feral for chest kisses bro 🫠

Loves it when you braid his hair

Will definitely show the gang after you braid his hair

His scent is like fabric softener mixed with cigarette smoke, with a hint of marijuana

NSFW HCs❤️

Sal fisher 💙

He's a switch ❤️

He's a slut for chubby girls (same)

He likes giving and making you feel good but he LOVES it when you make him feel like he's on cloud 9 😌👌

When you guys both started being intimate with each other, he was a nervous boi. Ofc you guys both started out being Virgins and it was quite obvious that neither of you had any idea how to start

Sal was very nervous his first time, so he asked for you to be on top

The boy is touch starved, so when you gave him the littlest bit of skin to skin contact, oh girl he MELTED 🫠

Ever since you guys tested the waters with what you like during sex, he has come to like being the bottom a lot but he still loves making you feel good so he'll do top service 👌

He's a whiny boy, he most definitely whimpers... don't argue with me cuz me and you both know that he would 👁️👁️

Now a question that has probably been floating in all of our minds...does the prosthetic stay on during sex??? The answer is... occasionally.

Though he will take it off sometimes but he mainly takes it off when he's doing top service cuz it's gonna be hella hard to breathe with that on.

Please PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF SATAN PRAISE HIM 😩🙏

he most DEFINITELY has a praise kink, tell him how good he is, tell him that he's being such a good boy please 😩

Now for other kinks, he doesn't seem pretty vanilla but he also doesn't seem pretty kinky either. So I think he's kinky to an extent, like he'll be kinky with you only if you're comfortable with it

I feel like his kinks are edging, bondage, mommy kink. I feel like he likes receiving edging and bondage to an extent, and the mommy kink was something that he found out he had when you guys were at it

Like imagine you riding him and you keep on edging him and all of a sudden he moans out "mommy~" and it shocked both of you 💀 you guys both stop dead in your tracks and he starts apologizing for calling you mommy and ofc you kinda liked it 👀

So from then on he has gotten a mommy kink from that experience 🫠

Larry Johnson 🤎

Like I said with him being a tits guy, he ADORES your boobs.

When I say he adores them, I mean by full on worship, it doesn't matter if they're small or big as long as they are there, he'll worship them 🙏

He definitely loves chubby girls, don't argue with me about it🧍

About the body worship thing, he will spend hours on end buried in your chest

He'll run his hands over your curves and feel every curve,dip,scars, and any marks you have 🫠(I'm melting over my own HCs damn 💀)

He is a top but a service top 🔝

He's chill with whatever you wanna try in the bedroom as long as you're okay with it

I have a feeling that he would be a bottom for you if that's something you wanna try out

Not full on bottom but the type of bottom that praises you and worships you while you use them

He's good with his fingers fsfs 😩

If you have SH scars, he will kiss your scars and make you feel like the only girl in the world ❤️

I have a feeling that when he climaxes he slurs out something that just makes the butterflies in your stomach do flips like, "God you're so beautiful" "I love you" "I wanna stay like this forever"

High sex...🧍 don't lie you thought about it too

I think that in the relationship he would care a lot about you more than himself and he'd personally come to your apartment and check up on you

His kinks would be bondage, voyeur, edging

His moans are angelic 🫠😩

Okay that's all I got for now baby bats, hope you liked it and I shall disappear for the next week aka going to school and failing all classes in the process lmao. Love you all 💜

[beababoobies]

ME AGAIN!!! WITH A SAL X READER REQUEST (again) THIS TIME AIDJSJDH. a porn one at that !!!!

i need sal so bad its an actual problem

just like. imagine reader n the gang r havin a little sleepover. and reader is just so inconsolably turned on for some reason (maybe sal had his hand on their thigh when they watched a movie or smthin), so when everyone is asleep they asks sal to help them out :,,,) (his fingers r just so long n pretty,, they cant help but want them lol)

mayb he has to keep them quiet somehow, mayb covers their mouth/puts his fingers in their mouth to muffle them

hes so shy and nervous and awkward but he’s having the time of his life, watching the reader’s reactions. mayb he cant help but get himself off too, too enraptured by the way reader struggles to gasp and whine against his fingers

GOD DAMN.

would love if u wrote this mootie 🫶🏼🫶🏼 no pressure ofc ofc ofc !! (fem bodied reader pls if u dont mind <3!)

(i might write this too, i love my mind sometimes 🙏)

hey mootie!! Im giving you the fast pass because all the jjk stuff you repost got me into the series and I’m loving it, also cus you’re AMAZING! All characters are aged 20+ because this is based in chapter five of course, please do enjoy! :) (and for everyone waiting for their Hazbin requests to be filled - IT IS COMING! I am a busy woman.) 

Needy - Sal Fisher X Fem!Reader

words : 2k, warnings : SPICAYYYY!!, creampie, fingering, slightly public, needy!sal AND needy!reader, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys, c’mon), hold the moan trope

The entire gang had been having more sleepovers ever since Sal and Todd had found the new house. Larry was moving in so it was just the normal next step, and you loved coming over so much. More specifically to spend time with your boyfriend, but also just to feel like old times again. Even Ash came from the city every once and a while, and this was one of those days.

Since it was Larry’s last day living in the Apartments, you had all agreed to made the most out of that small basement apartment you had spent so much of your awkward teen years in. You had been doing all the same shit you used to all day - smoking in the treehouse, playing card games for hours. 

You and Sal huddled up around his old gamebuddy, playing the games Larry had kept long forgotten in the corners of his room, Larry and Ash painting on a shared canvas, chatting about life while Larry’s old metal mixtapes blasted in the background, and Todd and Neil cuddled up on the beanbag in the corner, occasionally joining in their conversation, but mostly just cuddled up and enjoying each others company. All of this was wonderful, nostalgic - even healing. 

That was all up until Sal quietly suggested you all watched an old horror movie, and you were all huddled together in the dark, you with Sal leaning on your shoulder on your right, and Ash on your left, giggling and nudging you like old times. Larry laid out casually on the floor in front of you all because of how shit his eyes were from years of refusing glasses. Which should’ve been fine.

In fact - it was fine. Until Sal decided it would be a wonderful idea to put his hand on your thigh. Your bare thigh, just below where your miniskirt started. And even that - even that, you could’ve survived with some unwanted heat in your panties. But no, the blue fucker jumped at one of the scenes, hand sliding up the inside of your thigh to accidentally drag your skirt up, his hand knocking against your warm core - hand rubbing up against your clothed clit as he pulled his hand away, and all you could do was pull your hand away from where it was sweetly brushing through Ashley’s hair like you used to do, straight to your face to hide the unbelievably needy whine you would’ve let out.

“you okay?” Ashley whispers softly, looking over to you and you just nod quickly, watching her go back to watching the movie before shooting Sal a venomous glance, which he avoids nervously, already feeling your stare of death shoot through the side of his head. You pierced your lips together, putting one leg over the other and squeezing your thighs firmly shut, Sal’s hand now comfortably resting much, much lower on your thigh. Practically on your calve, as he preferred not to die tonight. 

But that’s when it started, the unwanted slick already gently collecting in your panties, your mind running through all the things you wanted to do to him - what you wanted him to do to you. God, your mind was like a dog in heat. You couldn’t even bear to focus on the movie, sitting there, cautiously eyeing up your dead silent boyfriend. His shirt ridden up his stomach just oh-so-slightly from the way he was slouched back, soft happy trail of blue peeking out from under his shirt. God, what you would do to pull those stupid red torn up jeans down - not even fully - and ride him until he was shooting blanks and sobbing under you. 

That is how it went on for the rest of the movie. That is exactly how it went on when you all decided the sleeping plan. That is where your mind still was when you and Sal decided to take the pullout couch, Todd and Neil in Lisa’s old room, and Larry sleeping on his bed with Ashley on a cot on his floor. With the thinnest fucking walls known to man kind. You should know - you grew up with the same ones. 

Sal yawned as he laid next to you, mask placed softly on the table right beside the couch, as well as his glass eye floating in a cup, looking at you nervously as he pulled the covers up over himself too, gently wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into him from behind, expecting you to be asleep by now - you were a heavy sleeper, he was an insomniac. It worked out like that. Until he heard a soft, half-whine of a whisper come from you. 

“S-sal..” you mumbled softly, pressing yourself back against him, causing him to let out a soft whine of his own, hand around your waist flinching ever so softly. “P-please baby, need you so bad..” you mumbled out softly, turning around to face him, seeing the needy tears in your eyes had him melting as well, piercing his lips together as he grips softly at your side.

“N-no, you know how thin these walls are - I’m sorry about earlier, but..” he says nervously as he watches you whine and writhe softly, pressing yourself up against him, one hand on his chest. That’s when you decide to make the move, grabbing his hand and moving to in-between your legs so he can feel how absolutely soaked through your panties are, causing him to experimentally run his fingers over them, biting down on his scarred lip so hard he’s concerned it might bleed. You can’t help a choked whine and a buck of your hips against his hand at that, looking up at him with those needy eyes. Fuck. 

He doesn’t say a word as he puts two shaky fingers to your lips, and you wrap your mouth around them without question, twirling your tongue around them and sucking on them like your life depended on it, all while he shakily pulled you panties to the side, prodding his fingers at your soaked hole, a quiet ‘fuck.’ Escaping his mouth when he slides one in with ease, feeling the vibrations around his fingers as you whine. “G-gotta be quiet, please - we h have to be quiet..” he mumbles out messily as he feels his cock throb to life in his sleep shorts, smearing precum across his thigh when he feels your cunt clench needily around his fingers.

He lets out a sigh of relief when you quickly nod at him, squeezing your eyes shut as he slowly starts to curl his long fingers inside of you, the obscene squealing noise making him whimper softly, hips accidentally bucking softly against your thigh as his cock tries to find some sort of friction - daydreaming about how easily he could slip inside you right now with how wet you are - how you would feel around his cock, velvety walks clenching around him and providing him that oh so delicious friction he was searching for. 

His thumb moves to gently circle your clit as you start to find a slow grinding rhythm against his hand, practically riding his fingers as he finds that delicious spongy spot on your walls and pushes his fingers up against it, causing your cunt to give another urgent and needy clench, more slick falling into his palm, making a mess as he tries his best not to whine himself.

The slippery sounds of friction, the feeling of your thigh twitching pressed up right against his own throbbing problem, or the way his fingertips are pressing up against the entrance to your throat, the way his other fingertips are pressed up against your velvety walls. It’s driving him beyond insane, to the point he’s thinking he might cum in his sleep shorts if it continues this way. And he didn’t bring an extra pair - and it would just be a waste if he didn’t cum inside of you - not while you were practically begging for it.  

“B-baby.” He whines out, catching your attention for a second, tears of pleasure falling softly down your face as your hips still, whining against his hand from the way you stopped while being so close - it was beyond downright embarrassing how quickly you were about to cum, and you were honestly glad he stopped you. “C-can i please put it in? J-just the tip, please baby, ‘s so sensitive. Need you so bad.” He whines quietly and softly, pressing his hard on against your thigh to back up his own statement, whining softly again. “Just wann’ cum inside you, please…” he whispers, watching you nod eagerly.

Pulling his fingers out of you with an obscenely wet pop, pulling your soaked panties to the side and he lets out an erotic sigh pressing his face into the crook of your neck as he pulled his shorts down, cock slapping to attention against his abdomen, precum beading from the sensitive tip as he shakily pulled your hips up, grabbing the base of his cock and gently rubbing it against your entrance, and you could hear how wet you were when he moved his tip to part your drenched lips and drag through them, whining into the crook of your neck as you grabbed his shoulders, brain fuzzy with the way his hot tip felt rubbing against your clit, sticky with your own slick. 

He bit down hard on your shoulder as his tip popped past the tight ring of muscles of your entrance, desperately rutting against you, trying not to whine or let slip how good it felt to be inside you - the way your hot, heady slick insides felt like they were trying to pull him in deeper. His hand cupped your mouth quickly, stopping you from making a sound as he gently pushed himself further inside you, feeling you grip tightly at his shoulders, nails digging into his flesh as he broke his promise, pushing his cock inside of you, inch by desperate inch, trying not to slam his entire cock into you at once - which was unbelievably hard, considering how wet you were, and how desperate he was - his tip prodded at your cervix, making you jerk forward, groaning against the palm of his hand.

He rutted into you desperately, not daring to thrust properly, letting everyone else hear how wet and desperate you were, or even worse, how even needier he was for you, the head of his cock bumping against your sweet spot, the only sound in the air being the quiet sounds of your muffled whines, and the quiet rustling of sheets as he ground into you, abdomen rubbing against your clit as he did so, bringing you to the edge so much faster than you ever expected, cunt clenching around him, the sign that you were about to cum. He just nodded into the nape of your neck, hips refusing to stop. 

“m-me too, fuck, me too, me too ‘m gonna cum, ‘s too tight, ‘s so warm.” He half whines, half whispers right into your neck as he detaches his teeth from your shoulder for a second, before hurriedly latching them back onto your neck as you feel his cock violently twitch inside you, whining desperately into his hand as you felt yourself start to cum, cunt clenching around him desperately, slick flooding from you and creating an obscene squelching between you two as you spasmed and arched under him. 

He groaned into your neck as he quickly pulled his face from your neck, smashing his lips desperately against yours, muffling his own groans as he pushes himself as deep into you as he can go, cumming hot ropes into you as he stills, thighs twitching as he pulls his mouth from you, both of you panting and catching your breaths, feeling the warm liquid pool out of you and spill onto Sal’s abdomen as he lets out a small and raspy chuckle, still catching his breath.

 “You’re going to be the fucking death of me.” 

[dxrkskixs]

•you are…ecstasy•

Sal fisher x gn!reader

cw: drug use | use of marijuana | use of LSD | drugged sex | druggy fluff | light fluff |

Y/N was sprawled out across sal’s couch, legs twisted up in each other as they scrolled through their phone waiting for their boyfriend to come home. sure they waited whenever he went to go to his dealer but today felt rather taxing and felt like it was taking forever.

they lightly sighed through their nose as they got up and took a moment to stretch, their back and knees popping as they extended themselves to do so. They went into sal’s room before opening their shared nightstand which has pre-rolled joints inside a container just so things weren’t too disorganized. they pulled out a lighter from their hoodie pocket and lit their joint as an orange ember on the end glowed as they breathed in.

smoke filled their lungs and mouth, a nice feeling as their throat heated up a bit before getting used to the smoke. Y/N began to walk back out to the living room before the door slightly rattled and opened up, Y/N just sat back down on the couch and watched their assumed boyfriend open the door and they were right. “Welcome back, why’d it take so long?” Y/N asked before taking another puff and made a ghost with the smoke before inhaling it back in again.

“Hey babe…yeah sorry, dude tried to up the price for his hash and acid right in front of me but i’d like to think I pride myself on my charisma” his slight new jersey accent practically had Y/N giddy where they sat, “oh you got acid this time?” they asked getting up as they pulled him towards the couch, “hell yeah! I haven’t gotten the chance to get any in a minute so this’ll be cool and I wanted you to try it with me so I got a little extra.”

he put down his bag as he pulled out about 3 containers that held weed in them and about two sheets of lsd on the coffee table in front of them, “so you wanna get high before we get tripped up or you wanna go straight into it?” sal spoke as Y/N inhaled what seemed to be the last of their joint as they leaned over sal slightly and unbuckled the bottom half of his prosthetic, and lifted it up slightly exposing his mouth as they pressed their lips onto his disposing of the smoke inside their mouth into his. Y/N took the time to unbuckle the top strap of his prosthetic as well which revealed his beautiful face, which his long messy blue hair only complimented all the more, “what strain did you get?” they announced as they stared into their lovers eyes (eye i guess?). “They’re all hybrids, I know sativa tends to make you more relaxed when it should make you more energized but I know you also like that energized feeling so i thought might as well right?” they couldn’t help but smile as they heard him talk so passionately about such a small thing.

“Well go ahead and roll one and let’s see how fucked up we can get.” Y/N said as the two giggled for a bit before getting on with their business, the acid had a cute little heart imprinted on them which Y/N admired for a second before cutting out two squares for each of them. sal reached into Y/N’s pocket casually taking their lighter “don’t you have your own?!” they said playfully sounding hurt by the fact their lighter was stolen in broad living room light.

“Mine doesn’t have any more gas so i’m using yours, what’re you gonna do about it hm?” his teasing tone was accompanied by a devilish smile, Y/N simply took one of the cut outs of acid as they held it with their index finger and thumb before lightly holding sal’s jaw “open up for me would you?” they said reciprocating that same smile back at him. He stuck his tongue out as they pressed the acid onto his tongue as a very slight and mild bitter taste rushed across his mouth but went away as fast as it came.

a few minutes passed before he lit up his joint and took a hit, his skin had already began to feel more sensitive but that was only the beginning as smoke flew into his lungs. Y/N had already put the acid onto their tongue a little bit ago as they let the drug settle “how’s it feel babe?” Y/N spoke softly resting their head on his shoulder and wrapping an arm around his waist. “fuckin’ dope, take a hit babe” sal said as he took one last puff before passing it over to Y/N.

they inhaled as the two different strains made themselves apparent as the feeling was rather different compared to earlier, “this shits nice…” the two sat together for a few minutes simply taking in each other’s company before sal lightly bumped his partners shoulder “come up” he patted his lap as they couldn’t help but oblige as they made themselves cozy as they straddled him.

“You just gonna stare or you gonna kiss me” Y/N said as they put the halfway smoked joint on the table “someone’s needy” he replied taking a handful of their hair and pushing them into his lips. His hands felt very warm against Y/N head, warmer than usual and as they grabbed his hips sal could almost feel their hands and the material from his hoodie almost separately. Everything had begun to become extremely sensitive and sal’s hair had become more vibrant than what is usually is. The warm light in the living room and all the furniture seemed to have its own outline per say as well as some kind of peppery filter as sal looked around when he had the chance too.

The two only stopped when they needed to catch their breath, sal pulled away not to breath in lost air but instead stared into Y/N’s now dilated eyes “can I fuck you?” his question sounded breathy but made them practically shiver on the inside as a small laugh made it’s way out “yeah…fuck yeah babe!” a grin was plastered on both of their faces.

sal lifted Y/N off of him as he put them down on the couch as he began to straddle them instead, his ripped jeans and underwear came off rather quickly as he threw his belt god knows where he’ll get it later. Y/N took off their hoodie and shirt that was underneath as sal helped with their pants and underwear as well, it was weird being so sensitive to the fabric as it was pulled away which also included the small gush of cold air as it washed over them, they rubbed their thigh in means to keep a little warm.

sal looked down at his cock as he accumulated some spit on it for some on the spot lube, “if it’s too much just- just tell me and i’ll slow down okay?” Y/N nodded before pulling out their legs from under him and spread them open giving him more room to work. sal pushed himself in at the sight of the invitation which was practically euphoric, sure it was a lot already when off the drugs but the LSD made everything so much more apparent so feeling every inch of sal inside was no exaggeration.

“oh- oh…s-shit!” Y/N cursed out with a moan attached to it, sal’s mouth was tucked into a fine line as he must’ve also felt just how sensitive it is. He picked up his speed rather quickly which was an ecstatic feeling to say the least, sal’s hands rested on Y/N’s upper body which was so contradictory from what they were feeling inside, so many different sensations were going through the two before sal let out a pretty apparent whine.

his pace faltered ever so slightly before continuing “i’m close…fuck i’m so close” as his pace quickened so did how hard he clashed against Y/N’s body, they had already put their balled up hands against their face to hide it from all the pleasure going through them. As much as sal wanted to see their face he was too entranced by the feeling of themselves tightening around him.

He pulled out rather quickly before finishing off with his hand as he came across Y/N’s stomach, both him and Y/N’s grunts and moans were filling the room as the two had reached rapture together. sal was breathing rather hefty as he leaned and rested his forehead against Y/N’s. Y/N’s breathing was shaky and a bit sporadic before the two began to calm down from their dopamine high.

“You’re pure fuckin’ ecstasy you know that?” Y/N muttered out as they stared into sal’s eyes “and you’re my favorite drug of all” he responded as the two fucked the night away.

[dolcecrush]

𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗡 𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘 🫧

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍

I always loved this man, he is so hot. Go out at the time of sex, you would be shy if it is your first time, when you grow up you feel confident and your shyness ends up going to shit. At first it would be slow then he would increase his speed, he loves your tits, they are so squeezable no matter if they are small or big he loves them. Your fingers are also useful. He is very good at sex, he had previously had talks with his father about it.

𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗦 : 𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗖𝗘𝗖𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗟𝗥

[dreamsnails]

SO I got the idea that you guys wanted to see some Sal X Reader smut (coughcough65notesonthepostImadesayingIwouldwritesomecoughcough)

And so I give to you: SMUT!

It includes slight hints of masochism, some dom/sub dynamic, and some behavior that I personally wouldn’t expect out of Sal, especially right away, but I thought it was kind of hot anyways -w-

Long story short me horny me gib smut. Here’s the link, I posted it on my ao3 account. https://archiveofourown.org/works/38943078

Thank you!

[ifangirlalot]

I’m not sure if requests are still open or not (if they aren’t just ignore this!!) but if they are, I’d love a really sweet top sal fisher kinda thing!

˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐘 ˎˊ˗ | starring sal fisher

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

*~smut!~* [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘]: softdom!sal x sub!reader, mentions of p in v, oral (fem receiving), praising (pronouns used): AFAB reader

First piece I've posted in a bit, no other subject than my lil mass murderer himself <3

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal isn't really a rough sex kinda guy anyways, but he also isn't super into being the bottom, so he's a soft dominant all the way. ⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He's incredibly big on dirty talk, though, even though he doesn't really seem like he would be. (It's always the soft spoken ones, bro!)

"You're being such a good girl for me." "I know it hurts baby, but you're doing so fucking good." "I'm so fucking proud of you for taking all of my cock." "You look so beautiful with your mouth around my dick, baby."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal loves when you're a mindless little sub baby for him. You sitting on the floor in front of him with your cheek against his leg while he absently rubs your hair and praises you- ugh, heaven for him.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 If you had a rough day at school or something, he loves edging you to sleep. Just using his fingers to stroke away at your insides, except he doesn't let you cum until you tell him you feel better.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Or he just lets you sleepily rut yourself against his cock while murmuring to you in a soft voice.

"Shhh, you don't need to think, just fuck yourself to sleep, little bird."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal starts getting hella cocky when you become a mindless, drooling mess from bouncing on his cock for hours on end while he just smirks and gives you compliments about it.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He loves getting head from you. The sight of you between his legs, struggling to get past a couple inches, tears streaming down your face while you whimper like a good little fuck baby and he gently wipes your tears away with his thumbs and gently talks you through it.

"Ah.. shh, there you go, atta girl.. Just a little further for me? Can you do that baby? Can- ahhh, fuck yeah, there we go, just like that.."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He also uses his dominance to help you develop a sense of self respect and make healthy habits. You made your bed today? He'll fuck you in it and make it back up for you when you're down. You brushed your teeth? He'll give you the greatest head of your life. You ate breakfast today? He'll rub your clit and tell you how proud he is of you for trying today.

[A Note From Zee]

I apologize for taking so long, I just have not been in the mindset to write recently- Hopefully I can get some more (longer/better) requests settled out this weekend.

[salfishersface]

Baby Fever || Sal Fisher

Synopsis - Sal has baby fever.

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - All characters are 18+!

Word Count - 0.6k.

{Caffeinate Me}

Part Two || Part Three

Visiting Chug, Maple and Soda was always something you enjoyed, it was so lovely. To see little Soda’s face light up when you walked in filled your heart with so much joy. Your boyfriend, Sal Fisher, loved it too. He loved giving Soda a ride on his shoulders, hearing her little giggles and squeals of delight made life not seem so bad. However, it always put you both in the same position when you got back to the apartment you shared with him, his dad Henry, and Lisa: your face buried amongst the sea of pillows on his bed, arse up in the air as he pounded into you from behind silently begging for you to let him cum inside and knock you up. That’s where you found yourself now. 

Your hands grasped the sheets below, knuckles turning white as you tried to hold in the moans that were threatening to tumble from your lips. “Please, please,” Sal begged as he bit his bottom lip, trying his hardest not to be loud and wake up his sleeping parents just a room over. “Please make me a daddy.”

“Sally!” You cried out quietly, eyes rolling into the back of your head as his cock thrusted inside of you. 

“I know, baby, I know,” he cooed, pressing his exposed lips to your bare shoulder blade. “Just a little more, you can take it can’t you? I know you can,” his voice was hoarse, but then again, he had been edging himself for what felt like hours. You nodded into the pillow, biting the skin of your bottom lip between your teeth as your third orgasm of the night washed over you. Your body shook violently, legs trembling as the coil in your stomach snapped. His lips kissed over your bare shoulders, biting and nipping at the soft flesh as his hands roamed your chest. He squeezed your breasts lightly as his thrusts became sloppier and more staggered as his stamina wavered. “Gonna cum,” he groaned into your neck. You were too fucked out to comprehend what he was saying, but you nodded in response anyway. Sal’s hands grasped onto your hips tighter as, with a few more staggered thrusts, he came inside of you. Thick ropes of creamy cum filled your cunt to the max. 

When Sal finally pulled out, he sat back and admired what he had created as if it was a work of art. “Shit,” you whispered as your entire body collapsed on the bed. 

“Put your knees up to your chest,” Sal said suddenly, tearing his gaze away from your cum covered cunt and gazing into your eyes. You looked at him quizzically, tilting your head to the side. “I wasn’t joking about wanting to become a father, you know.” 

Your eyes widened with surprise, but did as you were told and pulled your knees up to your chest. “You really want to have a baby with me?” You asked.

“More than anything,” Sal nodded. He lay down next to you and pulled you into his chest, making sure to keep your knees fixed to your chest in hopes that his semen would find its way to their desired place. You knew tomorrow you’d be in the same position since you were babysitting Soda again for Chug and Maple, but you didn’t mind. You wanted to make your loving, adoring boyfriend’s dreams of becoming a father reality and the pleasure he gave you was just a plus. “I hope it worked,” Sal whispered as he placed a tender kiss on your forehead. 

“We can try again tomorrow,” you said with a sleepy smile. 

Sal nodded, a grin plastered on his lips as he looked down on you. “We can indeed.” It wasn’t long before you both fell into a deep, peaceful sleep, ready for another day of babysitting an overactive toddler for your friends. 

[v1x3n]

okay but sal fisher from sally face (obvi) making you ride him and when u dont do it fast enough he gribs onto your hips and forces you up and down on it. his cock so deep inside of you your eyes roll to the back of your skull. the blasting music in the backround only guiding his movements, the loud beats making him fuck you onto his length at each sound. it was endless, even after you reached your end and came spurted out he hadnt stopped. not untill he was 100% finished.

[cultrise]

MIRROR SEX. SAL FISHER

♱ CONTENTS NSFW, mirror sex, clit rubbing, riding him, soft sex, a little praise, p in v ᵎᵎ wc 2.2k

ᵎᵎ check the mlist for kinktober here !

your boyfriend might not have been as attentive all the time, and that was fine.

you understood the constant struggles sal went through, with everything going on from his nightmares to the paranormal investigation he had ongoing for years. it was his thing, but lately, he had been obsessed about it.

you sighed as you walked around the house, passing by neil who was hurrying out the front door “hey! call me or todd if you need anything, yeah?” you turned around, a smile plastered to your cheeks as you saw the way neil’s dressed “sure thing, dude. have a nice date!” you coo, bending over the kitchen counter and flashing him a smile.

the tall man makes his way out of the house before stopping and rushing back in, panicked “have you seen?–“ you raise your hand, showing him his phone “this?” he lets out a relieved breath, taking the phone away from your hands “fuck.. thanks. almost forgot my own head again” you smile, giving him a slight pat on his shoulder “go. you’ll be late” he smiles back before heading to the door “oh yeah, by the way. might wanna check on sal. dude’s been in the shed for a while now. think he didn’t sleep last night”

you bite down on your lip as the door closes. in truth, you did miss out on the weight of your boyfriend’s body next to you in bed the other night. you just hoped you were wrong. making your way through the backdoor, you step out into the yard, the sunlight blinding your sight. you take in the fresh air, the warm sun, the lively chirping of the birds. your hands hover over the passcode on the door.

the door makes a creaking noise as you push it and you’re welcomed to the sight of the rusty shed, walls filled with articles, pages, and clues regarding the cult you were all investigating. it had been a long treacherous journey that was nowhere close to being over. which is why sal sat at the table, analysing some newspapers into the lamp light. you leaned your weight onto the doorframe as two tired eyes pierced at you from behind the mask.

“damn, you look like shit” you state as sal scoffs “gee, thanks, babe. it’s why i wear a prosthetic” your lips open at his response before you roll your eyes “you know that’s not what i meant, sally” the blue-haired boy chuckles as you approach him. you move one hand to the back of his head, fingers unclasping his mask and setting it down on the table. you take his face into your hands and his head drops limp into them, letting himself be caressed.

your digits trace his scars and run over his tired eyelids “there’s my pretty boy” his eyes shoot open, lips moving upwards into a smirk “thought i looked like shit” your response comes in a second eye roll “i don’t know why you wear that mask around the house. it’s summer, sal, your face is all sweaty” you brush the hair sticking on the sides of his face away “habit” he replies as he sneaks a hand to your waist, burying his head into your tummy with a tired sigh.

“take a break” your voice drops an octave as your fingers work their way to his scalp “please” and he groans in response, pushing himself into your touch “fine.. wasn’t getting anywhere anyway” he moves his head to the right, watching the mess of papers and pencils on the table, all scattered words and underlined phrases that led to nothing in the end. it was frustrating, he felt obligated to help. yet every clue they had found seemed to either be erased by the members of the cult or led nowhere, which made them start over completely.

you back up, making room for him to get up. sal tiptoes, fingers reaching up to the ceiling as he stretches with a yawn, his hoodie rolling up to reveal his abdomen. you try not to stare at the happy trail peeking out from his boxers “after you” he so gentlemanly offers as you both step out of the shed, closing the door tightly behind you. and soon enough, the creak of the bed is heard as he throws his whole weight on the mattress with a content sigh.

you giggle at his behaviour, arms crossed over your chest. he gestures for you to join him, standing on the edge of the bed as he motions you to sit between his legs. as soon as you do, sal slouches, placing his chin on your shoulder and relaxing his sore muscles “missed you” he says quietly as his arms trap your waist into an embrace “i live with you, sal. how can you miss me?” you smile as you play with the rings on his fingers.

you look up at the mirror in front of the bed, watching sal’s expression shift. his eyes meet yours and your spine shivers at the intensity of his blue orbs “i haven’t been around these days. with the investigation and all. i’m sorry” your head cocks to the side, resting atop his “i understand why you do it, sally. it’s alright” he gently shakes his head “it isn’t. you’re the most important person in my life right now. there’s no excuse for ignoring you”

heat rushes to your cheeks at the serious manner of his speech, the sudden confidence rush hitting you like a truck “larry’s gonna be mad if he hears that” you smile as sally meets your expression with a grin “i’m serious, baby” your hand intertwines with his and you sigh, contented “you’re here now” cold lips touch the surface of your neck in chaste kisses “mhm”

“you need to take care of yourself more. you’re fucking up your sleep again” you scold him as he pouts, halting his ministrations “i mean it, sal” he nods, pulling away slightly, in defence “okay okay. i got it” you truly hope he does, since he has a habit of promising to take care of himself and not doing it “i sure hope so” and sal smiles, pressing a cheek to yours as he meets your eyes in the mirror again “i will do it. just not yet”

“what do you mean ‘not yet?’ “ you frown as he smiles, hands traveling from your waist to your hips and thighs “want to take care of you first” your eyes widen and your heart rate quickens at the implication “of me?” he smiles, gently pressing kisses to the space behind your ear “you know what i mean” and you feel yourself break into sweat. you want to be selfish. you want him to let you take care of you in a way only he can. but you also don’t want to rob the precious sleep time away from him.

“you should rest” you say, almost breathless as he smiles against the skin of your jaw “i’ll rest afterwards” his right hand slides up, tugging at the waistband of your pants and sneaking in between your legs. your breath hitches as his fingers find their way to your clothed clit and start rubbing gentle circles on it. you suddenly recall the first time you got intimate with him. the shy stares, the red cheeks, the stuttering. over the course of your relationship, sally had gotten way more confident, being able to keep that soft and tender heart of his intact despite the trauma he had endured.

you loved this man beyond words, he was aware of it and was sure to remind you every day that he felt the same. from small touches to telling you directly, sal was scared of making you ever think he had changed his mind in any way about you. if anything, he was probably falling in love with you more every day. and he knew the spark between you wasn’t about to die anytime soon. especially since he could feel the wetness pooling on the fabric of your panties after a few kisses and light touches.

“should’ve told me you missed me so much” sal whispers as you take ahold of his wrist, biting back a moan “you seemed tired. i didn’t.. fuck.. didn’t want to distract you from your work” you whined as he watched you in the mirror. you felt his hard-on poke your lower back “you know i’ll always make time for you” and his words go straight to your aching cunt, as he starts rubbing faster and faster. you dreaded the idea of having to clean your clothes afterwards.

your moans get louder as he settles his face in the crook of your neck again, sniffing your hair and taking your scent in “missed you so much.. fuck. how could i leave you for that stupid investigation? i’m such an idiot” he groans as his other hand sneaks under your hoodie and starts squeezing lightly at your breast. “don’t call yourself that” you scold again, before choking out a desperate moan. you were so close.

the moan makes sal’s breath hitch and his hand stops it’s movements as you look at him through the glass pane in front of you “sorry, i can’t do this anymore. need you so badly” he groans as he undoes his sweatpants, pulling them down slightly alongside his boxers. his dick springs out, tip leaking with precum as he grips your hips. you’re quick to follow his lead, removing your pants and soaked panties as you raise yourself slightly.

he guides you over him, nails digging into your hips as he points to the mirror “look at me with those pretty eyes” and you listen because it’s very rare that sal takes this kind of initiative, if any, in the bedroom. his blue eyes scan over your flushed face as he pushes your hips down, cunt swallowing his length. the friction makes you moan in unison, his cock sliding with ease between your folds.

by his stare you could tell he didn’t intend on breaking eye contact and, no matter how flustered you were by it, he looked too good to stare any other way. as your ass touches the skin of his thighs you both take a moment to adjust to the feeling, gasping softly at the way he’s feeling you up “shit.. missed this so much” sal moans as he looks down at the way you’re sitting on him “oh my god, sally, move!” you whine as he moans in approval, hands guiding your hips to ride him.

“shitshitshit you feel so good,,, fuck me” sal moans, throwing his head back slightly before he looks down once again, watching the way your wetness spreads on his dick. your hand flies to your mouth as you try to muffle your moans, failing miserably. as your eyes open you can see him staring at you once again through the mirror, cheeks red. the air in the room seems to disappear as your hip movements get quicker, needier. after all, he had unintentionally interrupted your orgasm and you were in desperate need to cum.

noticing your demeanour and reminding himself of how he stopped making you feel good a few moments ago, one of his hands trails down to your cunt, rubbing at your puffy clit again. your pussy clenches around him desperately, his name coming out from your lips like a prayer “sal, oh my god… please.. shit” and he groans in approval, muttering a string of “i know, baby, i know” as he pushes his hips up so he can reach deeper into your core.

your nails dig into his thighs and he kisses your spine lovingly as your eyes roll in the back of your head. his left hand supports your weight as your body shudders, making sure you don’t fall over “fuck, sally!” you whine as you cum all over his cock and thighs, making a mess on the sheets. his hand slides up from between your legs to your hair, caressing it gently as he praises you. you watch him in the mirror with half-closed eyes, nodding at him so he continues to move inside of you.

his lips touch the space between your shoulder and neck as he looks at you, continuing to push him on his cock, desperate to get himself off. you smile at him gently, taking in the view “i love you” you let out, earning a moan “love you too… shit… you’re so pretty” sal whines as he feels himself coming undone in return. it doesn’t take long until he’s filling you up with thick layers of cum, moaning and gripping at your hips with staggered breaths.

you both fall back on the mattress, panting softly as you try to reach for your panties to put them back on. you were way too tired to clean up. you turn your attention to your boyfriend, eyes closed as he pants softly, lips formed into a tiny ‘o’. your cheek presses against his chest, hand moving his face to the side and making him open his eyes.

you caress his features, watching his gaze soften as your eye and mouth corners turn up into a smile “hey” and he mirrors your expression, pressing a kiss to your palm, pupils almost turning into hearts “hey”

© cultrise | don’t steal, copy or translate my works.

[vmpyria]

— SAL FISHER X READER: a night spent together.

romance! i love sal dearly, so this is just a self indulgent drabble, it has a bit of suggestive content at the end, but nothing major! reblogs & kind replies always help motivate me to keep writing! if you want to drop a scenario, drabble, or writing idea for sally face — come to my inbox !!

“you’re so handsome,” you said calmly, looking at him with a smile. sal stared back at you, it was night time, the bedroom light was dim and comfortable.

the year was 1996, you and sal had graduated high school the year prior. the two of you have been together since junior year, and even and the years passed, he adored you the same way as he did when he first started going out with you.

given the time, you two were in your pajamas. sal wore simple baggy grey sweats and a lose wife beater shirt. you, on the other hand, wore one of sal’s t-shirts, it was a bit long as it reached your thighs and you didn’t care on wearing pants. you simply had some panties on and nothing more. you two were comfortable.

sal’s prosthetic was off, you could see his heavily scarred features, he has taken out his glass eye a few moments ago.

he looked away after you complimented him and let out a small laugh.

“you don’t have to lie.” he replied simply, though he smiled.

rolling your eyes, you shook your head in disagreement. “wrong!” you said, patting his thigh. “you’re the prettiest boy i’ve ever seen.” you continued, sal shook his head.

“baby, my face is fucked, just because we’re together doesn’t mean you have to say that.” he said, looking back at you.

pursing your lips, you squinted and a silence came between the two of you again.

sal just stared at you as you stared at him with squinted eyes, a lopsided smile came to his lips as he waited for your next move.

“wrong!” you said again, this time your hands moved to cup his face. you stared at him with a toothy smile.

“you’re so pretty;” you said again, “and nothing you say will change my mind.” your voice statement way firm. “even if your face is scared, i think you’re pretty still. my pretty boy.” you gushed.

sal’s face heated up at your words, a bit embarrassed by your words. he was flustered, a groan left his lips while he made eye contact with you.

you felt this heat fire up in your chest, one that you only felt when you were with sal. you were so deeply in love with him, it almost hurt.

leaning down, you pressed a gentle kiss against his scarred cheek. sal moved his hands, placing them on your hips before pulling you close. he leaned in and pressed his chapped lips against yours.

moving your arms, they wrapped around his neck, your bodies pressed together comfortably as your lips stayed connected.

the kiss was soft, romantic.

after a bit, sal pulled away, he took in a deep breath and simply leaned into your neck. you let out a soft hum, your eyes shutting blissfully while his hands slipped under your shirt.

sal’s hands traveled up your waist, up to your chest.

you let out a soft sigh.

letting yourself fall back on your bed, sal rested above you, his lips now pressing against your neck.

sal’s tongue licked up your neck, his lips wrapping around your skin before he sucked, wanting to leave marks on your skin.

“sal.” you gasped, a smile coming to your lips as his eager hands slipped down to your thighs.

a hum came from him, acknowledging your call for him. “you’re so eager.” you laughed, sal pulled away from your neck and stared down at you.

his gaze as focused on you, a small smile coming to his lips as he indulged in your pretty laughs.

“very.” he simply replied before leaning back down and pressing his lips against yours again — this time with a bit more force behind his touch.

you squealed and kissed back with the same eagerness he had, your arms quickly wrapping around his neck before your fingers found themselves tangled in his pretty blue hairs — your legs wrapped around his waist.

[xxliliana-screamsxx]

‼️ ATTENTION ‼️

SUBMISSIONS AND REQUESTS ARE TEMPORARILY CLOSED 🔒

if you would like to ask for short stories/HCs/imagines etc. Don't be shy to ask :) 🖤

❣️Genres That I Write❣️

Smut ❤️

Angst😔

Drama🎭

Neutral 🙂

🖤Fandoms/Movies I write For 💜

Current status: Hazbin hotel

Stranger Things📻

Sally face🎭

House Of Wax 🕯️

Terrifier🔪

My Bloody Valentine 🫀

Fun House Massacre 🤡

American Psycho 🪓

FNAF: Security Breach🌞

Metal Lords 🥁🎸

Metalocalpyse 💀

American Horror Story 🔪🪓

Black Christmas (1974)🎄

Halloween (2007) 🎃

Creepy pasta ☠️

Scream 👻

(If you would like to add/request a fandom that is not on the list plz DM me)

[i-would-f-me]

sal fisher headcanons

i've literally never been so horrendously down bad for a character before.. so i HAD to share my head canons for sal :3

CW: NSFW AHEAD!!

fluff <3

♡ he would try to teach you guitar, even if you arent very good at it...

♡ if you have sh scars, he'd kiss them over and over and over again, no matter where they are

♡ blushes over everything you do, any little touch you give him, he gets flustered over

♡ "ummmmm... uhh- i- well.. umm"

♡ he loves giving you things. for whatever reason, he's always gifting you small trinkets to show his love for you. his favorite excuse for buying you something is "it reminded me of you!"

♡ not the kinda guy who goes for looks. no matter how 'ugly' you think you are, he'll wholeheartedly see you as the most beautiful person in the world.

♡ with that being said.. he'd definitely stop in his tracks if he saw a cutie :3

♡ (IT'S YOU, YOU'RE THE CUTIE. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS HIS TYPE. GOD, HOW ARE YOU SO PERFECT FOR HIM??)

♡ if you ever mention something in a conversation (a band you like, a cool movie you just watched or a book you read, etc.) he's definitely going home and learning all he can about it.

♡ wholesome romance like those in the romcom movies

♡ "i love everybody because i love you" /ref /ly

♡ would totally let you paint his nails, do his hair, anything like that. he loves when you make him feel pretty <3

♡ doesn't want anyone to know this, but he loves wearing your clothes. like, you know the whole "wearing you bf's jacket/hoodie" thing? that's what he wants, but with your clothes.

♡ obviously he won't deny you his hoodie, but deep down he's waiting for you to give him yours

♡ LOVES giving long, deep, passionate hugs. hugs and cuddle sessions that can go on for an hour. he loves squeezing you against him, it makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside; being so close to someone he loves so much

♡ he WILL sniff you. he can't get enough of your scent. at first he was scared you would think it was weird, but now he does it freely. he's a very sensual person, and because of his disability (possibly impaired sight?), he often relies on his other senses to soak up every little piece of you.

♡ he loves wrapping you in his arms, cradling and comforting you if he knows you need it.

♡ he's excellent at reading you. he feels like he knows you best. despite being someone who can't really show his emotions through his expressions, he's amazing at reading yours.

♡ you don't even have to tell him anythings wrong. he knows when you need a hug.

nsfw :3

♡ definitely has a mommy kink. argue with the wall.

♡ it just slipped out one day.. you were riding him, making him feel good and warm, and all of a sudden he let out a small "m-mommy..!"

♡ that being said, he LOVES having you on top of him

♡ while you're straddling him, he grabs you by your hips to make sure you're not going anywhere

♡ very shy + whimpering mess

♡ the kind to not know where to put his hands

♡ that doesn't mean he sometimes doesn't have a dom side to him...

♡ he's definitely a giver. he prioritizes your pleasure before his own

♡ he's insecure about his ability to turn you on, make you cum, etc. he always tries his hardest to make you feel good, and lets just say it always works :3

♡ jerks off to the thought of you more than he would like to admit

♡ has a VERY vivid imagination.

♡ oh god the things he thinks about doing to you are almost to embarrassing for him to admit

♡ very sweet and loving the whole time. he's huge on praise, and would rather die than ever make you uncomfortable. your sessions are filled with millions of

"are you liking that?" "you're doing so good for me." "are you okay with this?" "you feel amazing (y/n)"

♡ he needs 100% confirmation on your dirty suggestions. you could make a hint, but won't act on it until he's absolutely sure you mean it (obviously you always do, but god is this boy insecure.)

♡ doesn't seem like it, but will fuck you like a rabbit. it's always the quiet, sweet boys who are the dirtiest behind closed doors :3

♡ likes being bitten. idk. idc. IDGAF.

[ad0rebrial]

Haiii >_< !!

I was wondering if your taking requests? If you are then can you do a sal smut oneshot I think it’s called? If not it’s alright just wanna make sure ^_^!!

Of course I can! Thank you so much for requesting!🩷🩷🩷🩷

TW:Handjob, Making out, Praise kink, begging, mention of drinking, Public.

Sal whimpered against your lips as your knee was pressed right up against the raging boner he had right now. His maroon jeans were straining against it painfully. Your lips were firm against his own as you kissed him so passionately.

“Y-Y/n—“ Sal’s voice was muffled due to your kissing. “Mm—W-What if my dad walks in—?”

“He won’t, he’s practically drunk out of his mind on that couch. Dont you worry about a thing.” You said. The tone of your voice was so arousing for Sal to the point where he just couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. Your hand trailed down from his chest to the raging boner behind his pants and his breath hitched. “I hadn’t even hardly touched you and you’re already so hard for me?” You questioned. Sal mumbled out an apology before he let out a gasp at the sudden feeling of your hand going down his pants. Your fingers rubbed up against his clothed dick and he whined out in pleasure. He clung onto his bed sheets before he leaned his head back in pure bliss.

“Y/n…!—“ Sal gasped out when he felt your hand wrap around his shaft. You gently planted a hand over his mouth before you began stroking him at a fast pace. Sal moaned behind your hand as he let out whimpers and whines (which was the prime reason as to why you covered his mouth)

“You’re so pretty, Sally.” You cooed with love in your voice. “You’re my pretty boy. Y’know that?” You always loved calling him pretty. It’s the truth so you’re gonna speak on the truth. You also enjoy whispering such sweethearted things in his ear because you know that it makes him feel good about himself. But it also makes him cum quick. “What’s wrong?” You asked when you heard Sal whine.

“C-Can I…? Can I c-cum…?” He muffled out behind your hand.

“Ohh…I’m not so sure, honey.” You replied with a soft shrug of your shoulders.

“Please…? I-I’ve been good…Please can I cum?” Sal begged again. You smiled at him before planting a kiss on his head.

“You may.” Right after you spoke those two magic words he finally released. He buried his face in your neck as he shuddered at the pretty harsh orgasm he faced. “See? I told you that your dad wouldn’t know or hear a thing.” You said in a smart-like tone. Sal let out a groan. Even though you couldn’t see his face you know that he was eye rolling you in someway as you laughed.

[hearts4golbach]

Masterlist.

About Me.

Fandoms/people I write for.

My Wattpad.

Sally Face.

masterlist.

Jake Webber & Johnnie Guilbert.

One Shots. (J.W/J.G x Fem!Reader.)

-Jake Webber.

Busy. (Jake Webber x Fem!Reader.) -smut.

The 7Eleven. (Jake Webber x Fem!Reader.)

-Johnnie Guilbert.

The Sink. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.) -smut.

Disco Stick. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.) -smut.

Somethin’ Stupid. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.)

Blushed. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.) -smut.

Keep Quiet. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.) -smut.

Sweater Weather. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.)

Tease. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.) -smut.

Slumber Party. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.)

The Fretting Hand. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.)

The Night Shift. (Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.)

Chapter 1.

Chapter 2.

Chapter 3.

Chapter 4.

Chapter 5.

Chapter 6.

Chapter 7.

Chapter 8.

Chapter 9.

Chapter 10.

Chapter 11.

Chapter 12.

Chapter 13.

Chapter 14.

Chapter 15.

Chapter 16.

Chapter 17.

Chapter 18.

Chapter 19.

Chapter 20.

Chapter 21.

Chapter 22.

Chapter 23.

Chapter 24.

Chapter 25.

Chapter 26.

Chapter 27.

Chapter 28.

Chapter 29.

Chapter 30.

Billie Eilish.

One Shots. (Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader.)

Paparazzi. (Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader.) -only posted on wattpad-

Double-Winner. (Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader.)

Real/Fake. (Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader.)

Coming soon.

Sam Golbach & Colby Brock.

One Shots. (S.G/C.B x Fem!Reader.)

-Colby Brock.

Mama. (Colby Brock x Fem!Reader) -smut.

Peanut-Butter and Pickles. (Colby Brock x Pregnant!Fem!Reader.)

-Sam Golbach.

coming soon.

Falling in Reverse.

-Rating Ronnie Radkes Outfits.

part 1.