#Larry ass POV

[creative-chaos-apparently]

"Gigantor we done 'frew up."

[blueeyedgirll]

he'd loooove that - sal fisher x tough f!reader

a/n: for lack of better words when i say tough i mean like …. you defend him from bullying and kind of skip class idk. also we’re pretending ash wasn’t there when travis was harassing sal ok? ok.

this fic includes: fem reader, second person pov, bullying, skipping 10 minutes of class, use of the term “holy roller,” Travis being rude to you (i.e. b word, telling you to fuck off), cussing, vague threats of violence, Larry teasing Sal cause he likes you. read at your own risk yadda yadda yadda

You ignore your teacher’s command for you to return quickly from the bathroom as you walk down the dingy hallway. Of course, you didn’t plan to return to class at all, much less return quickly. Who cares about what happened 100 odd years ago? Whatever.

You continue down the hallway, wondering where you should spend the next 10 minutes before lunch starts, when you see two familiar looking boys down the hall. The one furthest away, Travis, the preacher’s son who gives anyone who isn’t a total holy roller shit, was clearly insulting the one closer to you.

Sal.

The thing about Sal is that the only thing you share is a math class. You don’t share a social circle, or sit at the same lunch table, or even talk outside of that math class. However, this didn’t stop you from noticing that he was very attractive. The electric blue hair, mask, and his unique style was oddly alluring.

As your feet keep moving closer to the two boys, you hear some of what travis is saying.

“Nobody likes a goody-two-shoes, Saaaally Face.”

Without missing a beat, Sal responds.

“Nobody likes a cliché bully, Traaaaavis.”

His appearance aside, Sal’s wit and demeanor was another reason you’d fallen for him. Every time you talked, Sal made you laugh in some way. He’s so funny and nice to talk to, and it outrages you to see someone like Travis being so disrespectful to him.

Before he could say another word, upon closing the distance between you and the boys, you butt in.

“Do you have a problem?” You say, staring Travis in the face and fighting the urge to sneak a glance at Sal.

“This is none of your business, bitch.”

“Don’t call me a bitch. And definitely don’t give Sal any attitude. Don’t you have a class to go to?”

Of course, this made Travis even more upset. Turning fully to you and taking a few steps forward, he raises his voice and exclaims “Go fuck yourself! I’ll do whatever I want.”

Your anger rises with his refusal. Without batting an eye, you decide that you number one, need to get Travis out of here, and number two, need to take this as an opportunity to win Sal over. You take a step forward so that you’re almost toe-to-toe with Travis.

“No the fuck you won’t. Not on my watch. I need you to turn your holy blonde ass around and go back to class before I show you what happens when snotty little pricks like you can’t keep their nasty attitude in their mouths,” you say, jerking closer to Travis with every insult. You pause for a moment, hoping you wouldn’t get the shit beat out of you.

Travis grits his teeth, calls you some very colorful names, and walks off.

Relief floods you as you take your first look at Sal. Shock floods you as you see he was already looking.

“Thank you,” Sal says.

“You’re welcome,” you respond.

“You really didn’t have to do that. I’m tough, I promise.”

“I know, but I can’t stand to see people like Travis being assholes for no reason.”

“I get that. Thank you for standing up for me. Really.”

If you didn’t know any better, you would say that the exposed tips of Sal’s ears looked rather pink.

Before you can respond, the bell rings and Sal’s close friend Larry came running up to him.

“I heard yelling, is-… Oh! Hey, man…”

Larry trailed off when he noticed you. Suddenly, he was staring at you and it made you feel the need to explain yourself.

“I… Just so happened to be walking past and I saw Travis giving Sal shit-“ When you said Sal’s name, Larry looked at Sal and smiled, as if surprised you knew his name, “- So I stepped in, I guess. He’s gone, but I’m sorry for getting all up in your business.”

Larry, after staring at Sal with a less than necessary smirk, responded “No problem, dude. Listen, if you ever want to defend Sal again, I’m sure he’d loooove tha-“ Sal interrupts Larry with a swift elbow in the ribs. He gets the point and stops.

“Thanks. Enjoy your lunch,” Sal says, and Larry follows him as he walks away.

You pretend not to watch them walk down the hall, seeing Larry punch Sal in the arm encouragingly and yell something about protective girls.

[eddieismypimp]

My love, are you okay?

Chapter 1: I haven't seen you around before

Wanings: definite grammar errors, cussing, cringe lowkey, probably major spelling errors. nothing to major or serious. That will be happening in the later chapters.

A/N: This is quite literally terrible but maybe it's because I'm rusty. I haven't wrote in a while. I hope you guys enjoy anyway and I hope it gets better in the future chapters.

My POV:

Five days. It's been five days since I officially moved to the little, weird town of Nockfell. Five days since I started my job at the record store, and five days since I've had any interaction with anyone I actually ENJOYED conversing with. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad I made the decision to move out on my own, I love my job, but I didn't realize how lonely I would be with no one here. Today has been especially excruciating considering my manager only had me scheduled today and there's only been two customers. I looked at the clock... I still had an hour and a half until I can clock out and go home to cuddle with my cat Dior. She was a cute, fluffy black cat. She's a cuddle bug too. I slumped over the desk with a groan. I would kill to be at home relaxing with Dior right now.... Just as I was daydreaming about being home in my comfy bed, watching netflix, I heard the chime of the front door. Oh thank god. I thought, standing up straight, looking towards the door. I saw a group of about 5 people walk in. "Hi guys!" I said. Getting a chorus of hey's, and hi's in return. "Welcome in, let me know if there's anything you need help with" I say. "Alright, thank you!" A guy with long brown hair responded barely even acknowledging my existence as they explored the store. "No problem!" I said, walking around the store, putting records away, pretending that I had been working the whole time. I took some time to observe the people who came in. There was a guy with long brown hair, a boy with dark skin with his arm around the shoulders of a boy with bright orange hair, a pale girl with long dark brown hair and a very pale guy with long blue hair and.... a mask? I looked at the person in interest and confusion. Then they spoke to the guy with the brown hair. "Larry look, they have it!" He said holding up a record, I couldn't see the artist though. Damn... he's got a deep voice.... lowkey got some muscle to him too... I don't know if this is my mask kink talking but he's kinda fine..."Hell yeah!" The guy he called Larry shouted, walking over to him. I decided to walk over to the two, maybe I could even make friends with them so I wouldn't be so lonely here. I doubt it though, I'm absolutely terrible at making conversation. "Hey, you guys finding everything okay?" I asked with a smile. You couldn't have thought of anything more basic? I thought, scolding myself internally. They paused for a moment, both giving me a once over. A few seconds go by neither one of them saying anything until the guy with brown hair nudges the guy with blue hair with his elbow. He cleared his throat. "Oh, uh, yeah. We're good." He says. Damn...I thought, Boring ass response. "Okay." I say with a smile and beginning to walk off, accepting the fact that these people probably did not want to be bothered by the worker. "Uh, wait.." I heard one of them say. I turned around. "What's up?" I asked politely.

Sal's POV:

Larry, Neil, Todd, Ashley and I decided to go to the record store today. Sanity's Fall released a new album a couple days ago and we were hoping the record store would have it. We were greeted as soon as we walked in. We all let out a hey, or a hi. I looked over to see who the voice was connected to and my breathe hitched. Holy shit.....I've never seen her before...she's gorgeous... "Welcome in, let me know if there's anything you need help with" She says. "Alright, thank you!" Larry responded, going to walk in the opposite direction. "Larry," I said walking up to him. "What's up?" He asked looking through records. "Bro, look at the worker, shes so hot." I said pointing to where she was standing putting some records away. She had brown skin, black super curly hair, a lip piercing, both sides of her nose done, her septum done, her eyebrow... multiple tattoos on her arms and legs. She was wearing a maroon corset, black skirt with two chains hanging from it, and black platforms. My god.. Larry chuckled. "She is hot bro, go get her man, go talk to her." Larry said nudging me towards her. "No man... she's way to hot for me." I said pushing him back. "Shut up." He said laughing. Then we split off into our own directions looking for the Sanity's fall record. After barely even a minute of looking I found the Sanity's fall record. "Larry look, they have it!" I said. "Hell yeah!" Larry said walking over to me. "Hey, you guys finding everything okay?" I heard. I turned my head. I knew it was her but I was still taken by surprise to see her standing so close. I took her in, seeing her piercings and tattoos up close. I saw a tattoo of a pumpkin on her wrist and bats going up her arm. There was alot more but those are the main ones that caught my eye. I didn't realize I was just staring until Larry nudged me. I cleared my throat. "Oh, uh, yeah. We're good." I say, internally cursing myself for that boring ass response. "Okay." She said with a smile, turning to walk away. I couldn't let her walk away, I had to say something. . "Uh, wait.." I say nervously. Nice one dumbass.. She turned around! Thank god. "What's up?" She asked politely. Think Sal, come on... "Are you from here? I haven't seen you around before?" I asked. She smiled. "No, I'm not from here," She said, "I actually just moved here like five days ago." "Oh, that's cool!" I said a little to enthusiastically, "Do you have family or friends here?" I hope she doesn't think that was creepy.

My POV:

"Do you have family or friends here?" He asked me. I smiled slighlty, glad he's attempting to continue the conversation but also not knowing if I should answer truthfully or not. Considering I still didn't even know his name. Yes he's hot but he's still a whole ass stranger. Fuck it.."Nope," I decided to answer truthfully, "I decided to move out on my own. I don't know why I chose somewhere with absolutely no one that I know." I say, nervously chuckling. He chuckled a little too. I noticed that the Larry guy had walked away to join his other friends and left the blue haired guy here alone to converse with me. "Doesn't that get lonely though?" He asked sounding genuinely concerned. I sighed. "Yeah, it does get pretty lonely, and boring," I say, "It's just my cat and I." "You have a cat?!" He asked excitedly. "Yes! Her name is dior." I said with a smile. "I have a cat too, his name is Gizmo." He said. "Awww, I love cats." I said in adoration. "I do too," He said, "So, whats your name?" He asked, he semed a little nervous or anxious. Glad I'm not the only one. "My name is y/n," I said, sticking my hand out. This feels way to formal, why the hell did I stick my hand out... "My name is Sal." He said, thankfully taking my hand in his and shaking it, making me feel less awkward. "Hi Sal." I said sweetly. "Hi y/n." He mocked in a playful way making me chuckle a bit. "Well.. if you ever need someone to hang out with or something... my friends and I would be down.." He said, looking down, putting a hand on the back of his neck. I damn near let out a squeal. Fuck yeah.. thank you god. Okay, okay y/n, compose yourself. Keep your cool. "Uh, yeah," I said smiling, "I would love that!" To enthusiastic girl come on now...He chuckled. "Cool.. can I have your number?" He asked, holding out his phone to me. "Sure." I said, taking the phone from him and putting my number in. He took his phone back. "I guess I'll be texting you." He said. "I hope so." I said, looking him up and down, trying to sound flirty. Hopefully that was sexy and not dumb as shit. "Y-yeah," He said, turning to go join his friends again. "I'll see you." "Yeah, I'll see you." I said, walking back to the register.

Sal's POV:

I actually asked for her number, fuck yeah. Go Sal. "I guess I'll be texting you." I said, trying to sound confident. "I hope so." She said looking me up and down. My god that was sexy. "Y-yeah," I said. Goddamn stuttering. "I'll see you." I said, turning around to head back to everyone. "Yeah, I'll see you." She said with that sweet voice of hers. Fuck... my jeans are tight...

[squibbledawg]

what the fuck ok so last night i had a part in my dream where it just randomly cut to a first person pov of standing in the middle of these dark ass woods while holding a flashlight forwards and in the distance to the far right was larry just standing there insanely incoherently yelling/rambling angerly about something to himself in the middle of the fucking woods and then he just stops in the middle of it and stares ahead at the first person pov and then just as suddenly fucking runs at mach speed forward with his knife and then it cut off to whatever the hell else like nothing happened and it wasn't even a nightmare it just HAPPENED randomly and it didn't wake me up at all and then after my brain went on to dream about other things and i just now remembered that random ass larry moment in my dream like ok fuck just another day in the life of willy mack then i guess

TLDR i made a visual

[violetspyre]

CHAPTER 3 PART 1

Warning: spoilers! (Bologna incident) ENJOY POOKS 😍

Nobody's pov:

The next day after Sal slept peacefully thinking of...stuff he groaned rubbing his eye and looking at gizmo "morning gizmo.." He said softly as he got up moving gizmo off his face he grabbed the eyeball in the cup of water inserting the fake eyeball memories of his past trauma flashed in his mind as he grabbed his prosthetic mask, bringing it with him as he went to go brush his hair and put it into its usual pigtails he strapped on the mask and put on his usual clothes.

Your pov:

"Ughhahhahhhhh" you groaned as you slapped the alarm on your bedside table the poor thing has survived multiple hits from you for years. You stand up tired nearly tripping over your feet nearly waking you up immediately because of the shock you sighed and walked to the bathroom rubbing you eyes and walked in washing your face you stared at yourself "er.." You sighed and went to the toilet taking your morning piss.

Sal's pov:

He walked to the kitchen a small note on the fridge "looks like dad's at work extra early today" he muttered grabbing a cereal box a bowl a spoon and some milk from the fridge. Sal made his breakfast and sat down at the dining table unstrapping one strap on his mask and ate silently as he watched gizmo wait to be fed. He stood up and made some food for gizmo and then went back to sitting down eating his food.

Your pov:

You grumbled as you brushed your hair out and then walked to your closet picking out your favourite outfit there was school today it was your least favorite day Monday. The day everyone obviously hates you then sorted out a water bottle and your bag walking to the kitchen making some toast and hot chocolate sitting down you ate your toast your mum was getting ready for work and looked at you "oh hey honey" she said and kissed your forehead "I have work and I'll be back at 4 pm? I can drive you to school?" Your mum said softly smiling as she watched you. You nodded and smiled "okay mum thanks!" You said happily as you finished getting ready your mum went to the elevator and you guys went to the lobby and she started up the car you got in the front seat buckling in casually.

Sal's pov:

Sal finished his breakfast and said goodbye to gizmo as he sorted out his bag and walked out of his apartment only to see Larry waiting for him Larry nudged sal and smirked "hey dude ready for hell?" He asked chuckling at Sally as they walked into the elevator and went to the lobby walking down the path to school.

Nobody's pov:

As everyone slowly arrived at the school Y/N was very nervous she was quite shy unless someone approached her Sal saw Y/N and waved to her Y/N walked over noticing Larry's tall ass figure towering over her and Sal "Hey Sally face!" You said to Sal, Larry was obviously confused as he noticed Sal acting a bit weirdly as he spoke "Oh hey Y/N" said Sal Larry smirked a bit "didn't know you could pull a woman Sal" Larry whispered to Sal earning a elbow to the rib by Sal.

Sal's pov:

I felt my cheeks rise as I heard Larry's whisper and elbowed him in the rib. "This is Larry.. Larry Y/N Y/N Larry" Sal said introducing you two to each other Sal noticed Y/N's shy demeanor and whispered to her "don't worry Larry's friendly" I nodded at Y/N and she smiled slightly and spoke "oh uhm hello there then" she said lifting her hand waiting for a handshake Larry chuckled "Larry your Y/N?" Larry said and shook Y/N's hand I felt a pange of jealousy in my chest as I watched them touch hands.

[evilgaygothgf]

How easy would they fall in love?

How easy would the the group chat members fall in love (imo)

a/n: this is kinda short since it’s my first post here 😞

Isaac

I feel like he wouldn’t pay you much mind at first, but as soon as you laughed at something he said or did or made a witty comeback at one of the other other boys, he’d be hooked

Like you’re all hanging out at the group house and he’s trying to jump into the convo and make a comeback at one of the guys, but like everyone is loud so they can’t hear him the first time, but he looks over and sees you laughing at whatever he said

You boost his ego (as if he needs it any bigger 🙄 /j ) and he eats that shit up

He can NOT hide his feelings for shit

This guy things he’s Mr Stone Cold out here and that you don’t have a clue

But he visibly gushes like big ol googly eyes boinging out of his head at you THIS FOOL CANNOT KEEP HIS COOL AROUND YOU

Softwilly

I think this man would swoon as soon as he saw your smile.

His pov would be like those movie scenes where everything goes blurry but you, you’re surrounded by an ethereal glow, birds singing and shit.

Boy would start floating like Tom and jerry when there’s a delicious pie smell in the air all 🤤 and wtv lmaoo

Yumi

Idk but I feel like he’s a tough cookie when it comes to stuff like this

Like you’d definitely be catching feelings first in this situation

He would probably start falling for you after you’ve known each other for a good bit of time and you’ve started rubbing off on him

He realizes you’re the only person besides him with an ounce of logic when you’re around the boys /j obv

You playfully mock him like the guys do, but he likes it when you do it and just plays like he hates it

Larry

He’d be besties with you at first I think

You’d join in on his and Tanner’s antics

The three of you would be dumb & dumber & dumbest

And like one day the two of you are hanging out alone and he realizes he has feelings for you 😑😐😑😐 (pretend they’re like blinking or smth idk)

And suddenly it’s like every time you come around now, Tanner is nowhere to be seen and it’s just a “coincidence” that you and Larry have to hang out without Tanner

Boy is crushing so hard but he really drags it out before ever saying anything to you bc I feel like he would like how pure it all feels…like he’s got his own little secret to himself yknow? Little mischievous guy

Tanner

This sweet boy

Like

Not playing favorites here but like

He’s a grown ass man but he’s babygirl and I’ll fight to the death over it

He’d fold. 😐

So fast

You play into whatever mischief he cooks up and it gets him all giggly and shit swinging his legs kicking his feet type shit

He’s so obvious about his feelings for you

Y’all send 0.5 selfies back and forth to each other and he is dying every time he gets one from you

Puts it in a special album on his phone and everything

Please be good to him

Grunk

Lil Grunky boy

He’s kind of like Isaac where he thinks he seems all cool and collected, but he’s so visibly nervous when you’re around

Tripping over his words

Blushing like crazy when you talk to him

Boy is SMITTEN

He tries to treat you like “one of the bros” thinking it’ll keep his crush on you secret

But if the group chat guys find out he has a crush on you it’s OVER for him

0 secrets at that point

Every time you’re around they’re making obvious pokes at Grunk about you

Obv all in fun, but like, if this boy gets in his feels over you, you’d know so fast

Thanks for reading!

[ghoulishtomato]

lOOK AT THIS NATM MERCH

THESE WOULD BE FOUND IN SOME RANDOM ASS THEME PARK IN MALAYSIA (READ ABOUT IT HERE: natmsearch.neocities.org/themepark )

LARRY WITH THE SMITHSONIAN OCTOPUS 💛

Put them in the pocket TOGETHER and this shirt would be perfect (Idk why they wouldn't have done that already, even from- like- a not insane shipper POV... Octavius is kinda just T-posing in a void right now 💀) BUT LOOK HOW CUTE THEY ARE

These specific ones are all for children technically, but I'd wear them ANY DAY

EVEN AMELIA GETS A SHIRT- ALL OUR FAVES

And a simple Rexy one I think for adults. There's also one that looks like it's got a silhouette of Dexter on it, but I didn't see a full front pic of that like this.

AND ALSO TABLET MUGS

PLEASE check out the website link up top, oh my god you won't regret it

[reservoirreputation]

Idk how long ago you reblogged that fandom ask game thing, but 7, 12, 14, 15, 17, 18, 22, 24, 25 (all character-specific questions are for both Larry and Freddy) (I apologize in advance)

I believe I've found the one!

7. Regarding clothing, I think Freddy loves that leather jacket of his and just *believes* he looks so cool in it (he does). For Larry this is slightly cheating but his signet ring. That thing never leaves his hand throughout the whole movie (perhaps drawing our attention to Freddy's fake-ass ring? 👀).

12. Craziest/funniest AU, Freddy's fake-ass ring as told from the POV of the ring. That one will be crack treated seriously on my part, I'm gonna try and give that one a Bronte-style gothic backstory and everything. Another that would be seen as crazy, depending on your mileage for RPF, would be a ResDogs fic based loosely on the premise of Supernatural's The French Mistake, as in it's the actors of the movie interacting with the characters and vice versa.

14. Didn't even consider Orange/Pink at the start but here we are...

15. I've decided to stick to present tense all the way, now. I have dabbled in it and past tense in previous fics, but prefer present.

I used to think the more detailed a piece of writing is the better, but now my stuff is streamlined, bare bones info; if the setting is one we (or the characters) will be sitting with for an extended period of time, explain it in detail. Otherwise, don't sweat it. Those nitty gritty details will just bog you down, and unless it is plot. Relevant. I don't bother with it.

Style change in how I prepare to write/post a fic; I hold myself to the promise that I won't start posting a multichapter fic until it is 95% done. This is a lifesaver. I cannot stress enough how well this has worked out for me, especially in contrast to how badly I've been burned by being impatient in the past. It is a recent change for me, compared to how long I've been writing for, but it is also one of the biggest contributing factors to me getting so many fanfictions completed.

17. Freddy would be living for all of the comic book movies. He's got a clear preference for Marvel, but loves them all, especially compared to how little content there was when he was a kid. He's got a soft spot for the early 2000s movies (like a lot of us do) but also loves how far the genre has come.

I see Larry not being able to stand gangster movies, because they never get shit right. And when they do, it's because someone was a damn dirty snitch, and it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. I can see him liking old Hollywood romantic comedies, some real escapism stuff. I think he's willing to dabble in a little bit of everything, and will humor Freddy when it comes to his picks for movie night.

18. I'm doing this on PC : D

Hang on

Tried it on discord mobile for more *spicy* results and just got stuff like 'is' and 'and' 😩

22. Headcanon for Freddy; only child, always wanted to be a cop, parents disapproved. He's either agreed to undercover work because his parents are dead, or he's not on good terms with them. Seeing how his parents dislike his career choices makes him wonder if they'll disagree with his 'life choices' and makes him close himself off almost entirely. He otherwise had a good childhood, and has hung onto many of those childhood interests, like his comic books and posters and figurines and his awful diet. There's a sense of freedom likely, in being able to be true to himself now more than ever but not throwing away what made him happy before.

Larry; I think he really wanted to embrace the greaser look of the 50s, but couldn't afford many of the clothes/products. As a grown adult, he gets to do what he wants, when he wants, including emulating the trends he was so fond of as a teen. It really represents the height of cool/generational discontent that many people his age experienced, but especially for Larry with his home life. I think a young Larry Dimmick made his California Dreamin' play and met up with the first guy that would give him a job, that being Joe Cabot, and has been loyal to the guy since. After all, only father figure is best father figure.

24. Favorite thing about Freddy: we both have similar lifestyles and want to fuck that old man.

Favorite thing about Larry: Look at him. Need I say more? Oh, and we both want to fuck that young man.

25. Least favorite thing? Your honor, my men did nothing wrong. Yes they did all that, but I don't care. Yes they contradict each other, like I said I don't care. They match each others freak and look beautiful together. I accept Freddy's 'on my dick' so I can have him at his 'I'M DYIN' HERE'. I accept Larry casually discussing chopping digits so I can have him at his 'who's a tough guy?' I like my fictional men well-rounded and a little toxic.

Least favorite thing they did; die.

[larrysgalkate05]

Larry Stylinson Stories

One Last Dance (Larry Stylinson)

⚠TIRGGER WARNING: DEATH, PAIN, CRYING, SWEARING AND DEPRESSION⚠

Word Count: 294

Harry Styles X Louis Tomlinson

Harry's POV

Everyone knew I was dying, my family, his family, the fans, the record label they knew I was dying because of Cirrhosis. Cirrhosis is unreversable liver damage that is terminal. I told Louis as soon as I found out and of course he was a bloody hot mess but god he was my drama king. I was woken up by my registered nurse Kate who was taking my blood at 6 am, bloody hell its too early for this bullshit. "Good morning Mr. Stylinson how are you today" Kate asked cheerfully like it I wasn't dying today "I'm dying today so not very good. Where's Louis?" I wanted say in a grumpy tone but I couldn't because last night the doctors put me in a coma. I haven't progressed in 5 months so the doctors think I am a lost cause. She rolls her eyes and puts on a fake ass smile while saying "He's coming with your other friends" she then leaves without giving a band-aid, Just then My amazing husband of 2 years comes in with Niall, Liam, and Zayne not so far behind him.

Louis smiles and kisses the top of my head ever so gently as I wince in pain mentally knowing today I would be gone at the end of the day. He knew it too. "Babe I know what today is please wake up so I wont have to say goodbye I'm so lost without yo-" He stopped and broke down crying. Liam hugged Louis as Niall also cries into Zayne. Just then I knew it, It was my time to go, I then flatlined and went to heaven with my Gran.

[goongiveusnothing]

I find it funny that many harries and Larries are saying that Taylor was standing for Harry cause she felt this way when she was young but it’s not the same situation. When Kanye did his thing, I feel like most people agreed it was wrong and were on her side, her career was still just getting started. Whereas here, Harry is an established name who has had an pretty long and successful career at this point, he’s been Hollywood’s Golden Boy for a long ass time and from what I can tell, outside of his fanbase, the general public just doesn’t give a shit about him and are tired of seeing the industry just hand everything to him leading to him winning - even in a metaphorical sense - where he shouldn’t be. I’m always kind of shocked by how much the at least online general public seemingly does not like him.

harry is incredibly cringe to the normal people online.

his fanbase are exclusively 99% white middle class to very rich young or slightly older ladies. that's basically it. he has no queer fanbase the way many stan communities have. he has no real POC fanbase the way other stan communities have. the muslim community does not enjoy him the way they do say shakira. he isn't huge with normal people in latin america like bad bunny. a lot of the kpop fans i see absolutely hate him.

he is an exclusively white female and mostly middle upper class product. to people outside of that he's unbearably mediocre and bland, and yet to his fanbase, they think he shits popsicles. so basically on tiktok? he's golden. in the open light of day to regular people? it's like ugh, mortifying.

so i can see why taylor, who fits in that category, and tends to have quite a white orientated wealthy POV on the world would sympathise tbh.

i think he also continues to push this idea that he's still a child into the public sphere, and still gets seen and treated like he is a child. so there's also that in his favor.

[hazzascul]

This is my first post, and I may come of as strong, and straightforward but it's stuff which has been waiting a looooog time to get out.

So, I really wanted to address the situation or 1d, the reunion and Larry.

Sometimes, things are not as they seem.

And its so f*cking often that it seriously terrifies me. You never know what someone is going through or how your words may effect them.

This is in context of 1d,mainly Larry, mainly Harry.

Over the top, it looks so much like this is a perfect band, who are perfect frends in the real world, where they have all this fame and win all those awards. But do we ever think about how they feel? Personally, when I joined the fandom, I didn't. I desperately wanted them to get back together, because I felt like they owed it to us, coz they made a promise. But now, 3-4 years later, I'm not mad at them, I'm mad at me. Because it never occurred to me that maybe they didn't wanna do that!

Today, seeing who they are and how far all of them have come truly amazes me and makes me so proud.

Yeah, nobody's prefect, and perfect is boring. Your imperfections make you who you are.

Being as young as they were, especially Harry, I mean 16! F*cking h*ll, I'm 16! So I kind of understand his background, and his pov in what he did and why he did it. I feel like it's such a, crucial age to be growing up, I feel like everything that happens around me, influences and affects me. And him having all this fame and attention and everything, obviously it goes to your head, and changes who you are. I am a people pleaser, I don't like it when people are not satisfied with what I'm doing, and I'll do my best to please them, no matter how much time, effort and energy it takes.

I feel like Harry is kind of similar in that aspect. He was and is such a people pleaser and then suddenly one day he had a world to please! He had to impress people, and had this constant pressure of not fucking it up in front of thousands of people yk? And that's not f*cking easy! He makes it seem like it is.

I specifically hate management for what they did to hary and louis, obviously all the boys suffered, and maybe I'm biased cause I am a huge Larry girl, but still. It was so much like, there's 5 boys, who have no background, no identity, no idea of what it's like to be out in the world, no experience basically. And they took sm advantage of that. They shaped certain images of how the boys are and how they will or not do stuff according to how they want them to look like!

Harry was called a womanizer when he was 16! He was asked uncomfortable questions in interviews and even tho he laughed it off, it was very serious! He was constantly shown with women older than him, with huge ass age gaps, and we don't even know if those relationships are true, but it still paints a picture of him. They s*xualised him so much, to the point where it became normal to ask offending and personal questions casually in interviews.

You could Definitely see how the boys changed over the years, especially Larry. I'm a huge Larry, ngl, and they weren't allowed to show affection or be together or whatever, and louis had to maintain a fake relationship was so many years, I mean that relationship is faker than Kim k's ass, they had to do pr stunts, just to keep those rumors away about them being gay. I mean- Ofc how did they even have the audacity to shake hands or smile at each in public or sit next to each other?!

Its not wrong. Its who they are!

But I also feel like fandom did make a huge deal out of it, but that was natural, really.

Over the years, Harry most probably felt like he had to make people happy, and he probably made very irrational decisions. But everyone makes mistakes right? He was allowed too.

It's so many years after that now, and it still reflects in his actions and decisions. He is so much more private about stuff now, I don't think he was like that before, but now he is. And that's partly because he doesn't know what how people get affected or twist his words and make a big deal out of it.

After the pandemic tho, he finally looks happy, like he's finally figured out what he likes, and what he wants to do, and not care about what people think of his actions. Even tho all of their contracts are still on, and Modest! can still control them (honestly f*ck s*Mon cowbell, the parasite), it finally feels like they have all found themselves again. All of them look happy, although zayn and Liam are still struggling with stuff. Louis, Harry and Niall have come so far, have put out such good music and found themselves a safe place.

I right now seriously feel like being in 1d was like a traumatic past experience for them, from which they are finally moving on. Obviously, like all of the boys constantly say, all of us including them are glad that something so epic and unforgettable like 1d happened, but it is better left in the past.

I truly feel like forcing a reunion on them is gonna ruin things, because they have a past that they can't just forget about, they have to figure out so many things, and do so many things and achieve so much more because they deserve the world just like you do.

I know that all of us think that supporting them and encouraging Larry or the reunion and stuff is good and nice, but it can build up a lot of pressure guys. Seeing such a huge fanbase for Larry, people often question or directly consider or assume their s*xuality,which is neither fair nor nice.

Sometimes it's nice to back off and give them their space, and let them figure things out on their own, with their own time.

It can happen a lot sooner than you think and if it doesn't happen, don't be mad at them please, because they're doing what makes them happy, and you can't be selfish enough to take that away right?

They've come so far, and all of us are so proud and so happy for them, do we really wanna mess that up for them?

This is a very unpopular opinion guys, and I meant no offence to anyone, but s*Mon cowbell, he can die for all I care. Please don't mind the strong language.

Treat people and yourself with kindness, because you deserve it!

Don't be afraid to seek out to me!

All the love,

Kats ❤️

[absolutelybatty]

POV: You landed a hit on Larry! Too bad its your last one.

[transgenderknothead]

The Funeral

Warnings: Spoilers, Death, mentions of depression, suicide, funeral, Travis’s dad(brief mention), ugly crying, descriptions of a dead body(in casket)

AU: Sal never killed anyone, no one went crazy, no cult, Larry’s body is still there after he dies

Pairing: Larry x Twin!reader, Sal x StepSibling! reader, Travis x Best Friend!reader

Pronouns used: They/Them

POV: Y/N

None of us could believe he’d done it. My brother had suffered depression since his early teen years, but now, he was gone. I curled into myself in the corner of the room, trying to make myself as small as possible. I hid my face behind my knees in an attempt to hide my tears, but Travis noticed. Of course he would, he’d never gotten along with my brother but he was my best friend.

“Hey,” he spoke softly, unusual for him, “listen, I’m not sure what to say, I’ve never had a death this personal to someone I knew.”

I lifted my head to give him a half-assed smile. I leaned onto his shoulder, letting out a breath.

“I don’t know what I’m gonna do,” I admitted, “I can’t remember a minute we weren’t either sitting in our room or up in the tree house together.”

“Yeah,” he placed his hand on my back awkwardly. I knew of course, about him, I was the only one that knew. His dad watched us from across the room, making eye contact with Travis before he nudged me to sit up.

“Fuck, I’m gonna miss him,” I rested my hands in my face. He stayed silent this time, just rubbing my back. 

“Did he leave you a note?” it was an innocent question, but it brought tears to my eyes.

“Yeah, I’m gonna read part of it for my speech.”

“Would you rather I go get Sal? He’s probably better at this than I am,” He spoke after a moment.

“Yeah,” I laughed a little, more tears slipping out when I looked over at the casket. Travis got up next to me and disappeared into the small crowd of people who knew him from school. Sal walked towards me, his prosthetic left at home. The area around his scars were puffy, probably from scratching out of habit.

“Hey Y/N/N,” he greeted gently, “God, you’re worse than Lisa.”

I hadn’t even thought about how my mom was feeling, she was probably breaking down somewhere near Harry. Sal sat with me, pulling at the collar of his suit. 

“I can’t do this,” sobs escaped my lips.

“Have you seen him yet? It might help accept it, it helped me with my mom.”

I shook my head, Sal standing and pulling me to my feet. He carefully guided me over to the wooden box, and looking at my brother laying there broke me further. His skin has turned ashy, his eyes sunken in. If not for those features, and the lack of snoring, I would have thought he was asleep.

“Hon, their ready for your speech,” Mom put her hand on my shoulder, puffy eyes and all she still smiled at me. I stood on the podium a moment, trying to find the words.

“My brother,” I started, “most people who commit suicide don’t leave notes, but he left two, one to me and one to Sal, I would like to read just a little bit of mine, censored of course we all knew Larry. Y/N, I’m sorry. I am so sorry I left you like this, I’m sorry I couldn’t go on, and I’m sorry that I stared you in the face for months, and pretended to get better. You have to keep going though, move on, get out of this town, you’re gonna do great things. I’m sorry I won’t be there to see them.”

I left the podium, silently reading the rest to myself, the other’s didn’t need to hear it. I love you, I promise I do. And I hate having to leave the same way Dad did, but I cannot keep going, and you cannot keep being held back. Your favorite brother, Larry. Goodbye kid, take anything you need from my closet to help get through this.

[simmywrites]

Eggs

                                             Larry Johnson x Reader

                                         Warning: Swearing & Crimes

                                     LOADING… LOADED! POV: Y/N L/N

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I said, looking at Larry. “Not if we get caught.” He responded with a huge ass smirk on his face. I was pretty sure we could get arrested, so I looked at him with a look of pure disappointment, “You are a dumbass sometimes, you know that?” He started chuckling, “Love you too, sweet cheeks.” That’s new. Usually he just calls me ‘babe’ or something like that. Eh, a nickname is a nickname. “Uh, Babes? Could you help me?” 

I stop swimming in my own thoughts for a second and I turned to him, “What happened Lar- Oh my god. How the hell did you manage that!?” He got himself caught on the fence. By his shirt. “Magic?” He sighed, “I don’t fucking know either, so just please help me down.” Oh jeez, how did I fall in love with this man again? “Okay, i’ll help but after we egg this god forsaken church, you’re buying me dinner.” He nodded and got to work on freeing my adorable idiot. After I freed him from the fence, he succeeded in jumping over whilst I waited for him. “Let’s go egg a homophobic ass church.” He said, grabbing the pack of eggs we bought from a grocery store that is literally 5 blocks away. He got closer to the church and threw the egg with such strength oh my god, anyway we threw more, until I made one mistake. I was throwing the eggs until I misfired and I threw the egg at a window, breaking it. “Oh shit.” I mumbled “Nice shot.” Larry praised. “Larry.” I turned to him “Yeah?” He said. “What time is it?” “11:42pm, why?” Shit. S H I T. “They would have started preparing for midnight mass, Larry, we should start running.” As soon as I said that, Travis came out of the church. 

“Ay! What do you f*****ts think you’re doing!?”  Larry crossed his arms and said, “Arruinando tu iglesia, pendejo.” (Ruining your church, asshole) He kind of shouted the pendejo part but eh, I don’t judge. “What?” I looked at Travis and said “The joke is less funny if I explain it, Phelps.” Travis started shouting and then his father came out and chased me with a vile of holy water. “Let me save your soul child!” I continued running but I turned to him and said “You can save your mom, bitch!” I flipped him off and he threw the vile at me, missing completely. “Larry! Let’s go!” He turns to me, “Ok!” He flips off Kenneth and Travis, so double birds. We managed to get out of there, and I got dinner from Olive Garden which was their garlic bread. That was probably the best night of my life. 

(Hey Guys! Simmy Writes here! Ok so, some explanation why I have been gone for some time. I have on planes nonstop, so I haven’t been able to write much and also no requests have been requested of me so writer’s block has been kicking my ass. This is my first Sally Face post so please be nice, constructive criticism is welcomed, hate isn’t.)

[atravisphilepsclicker]

Can I get comfort from sal? So trans male reader keeps his binder on to long to the point of bruises and pain? You can chose headcanons or a one shot it’s up to you •3•

Summary: Sal comes home from his supermarket job to see you were in your shared bedroom in your shared apartment and asks how long you kept your binder on after you answer him he tries to help you with the pain.

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Word Count:1654

Pronouns: he/him

Gender: trans male

Warning: mentions of dysphoria, bruising, back pain and small injury

Modern AU

You both are in high school and Sal has a part-time job at the town Walmart.

Y/N = your name

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3rd Person POV

Sal stood in front of the apartment door with the card key in his left hand and was texting the group gc ( with him, todd, larry, ashily, maple and chug ). He turned off his phone and slid the key into the card lock and a small light turned red to green showing that it was unlocked.

Walking into the apartment Sal was met with silence. It didn’t worry him but he wondered where you were when he came home from work you usually were sitting on the couch doing something to pass the time as you waited for him but you weren’t there to give him his usual greeting of “ Hey, Sal, “ or “ Hey, blue! “

Sal then locked the door, took off his shoes, and put them on the boot rack on the door’s left side. Sal stood upright and walked into the living room and that’s when he heard it, “ Oh you’re home, Welcome back! “ Sal heard you greet him from the bedroom. The bedroom door was half open leaving him being able to see you laying on the bed in the room. Sal walked over to the door and opened it and leaned on the door frame.

He looked at you, you were so handsome laying there your legs laying straight on the bed as you scrolled on your phone. You had a tired look on your face and you bet your ass your amazing boyfriend Sal noticed and frowned, furrowing his brow. “ So how was your day today? You look tired. “ Sal asked with a slightly worried tone. You look at him with a small smile and turn off your phone, putting it on the nightstand beside your side of the bed.

“ It was fine I haven’t had a lot of sleep since I was trying to finish the dam book assignment T/N gave us. I did ask todd to help me after I finished pulling out my hair a little. So it’s done now and I won’t have to return to hell for a few days till our next assignment. But other than that I’ve had a fine day. “ You told the blue-haired male that was now on sitting on the bed beside you legs crossed with one hand holding his face listening to you.

You looked at him and asked, “ So how was your day at work? I guess the boss gave you overtime at the store again? “ You asked since he came home 2 hours later than his work schedule had said. “ Yeah, sorry! I tried to get off earlier but she just gave me so many things to do! “ He said annoyed. You leaned on one side wincing at the bit of pain moving gave you and Sal noticed. Sal was not a genius but when he saw you do that it didn’t take long for him to remember the last time a few months ago you didn’t take off your binder for longer than it intended. “ Hey, love how long have you had your binder on? “ He asked with tones of worry in his voice. You saw his eyes through the mask, they looked worried for you, the love of his life.

You sigh and close your eyes not wanting to see his reaction, “ 12 hours. “ You say quietly, almost in a mumble. “ Take it off. “ Sal told you with a stern pained voice. You were hesitant not wanting to have terrible dysphoria again, I mean that the entire reason you have had that on for so long and you both knew it. It took a little time to think but you finally surrendered. “ Fine…” You said with an upset sigh. You sat up quickly sending a jolt of pain down your spine making you lay back down and groan in pain. Sal quickly moved over to you and held your arm with one hand. “ Do you need me to help get up? It must be really painful to move. “ Sal asked rubbing circles on your arm. You make a pained smile, “ That would be really nice of you blue, thank you. “

Sal moved, straightening his back. “ Okay, first let’s sit you up just tell me when you’re ready to move and ill put my hand behind your back and push you up slowly. “ Sal told you. You waited for a minute for the pain to die down a little and told him you were ready. Sal slid his hand under the lower side of your back knowing your upper back must be in so much pain right at the moment.“ K, one...two...three! “ Sal started to move you up slowly and steadily.

Once you sat up Sal helped you lean your back on the backboard of your bed. After that Sal got off the bed and stood beside you. “ You alright? “ He asked squatting down to lead his head in your lap. “ Yeah, I’m fine just in a little bit of pain but no worries! “ You answer as you twirl a few of Sal’s soft blue locks in your fingers. “ Well...if you’re sure you’ll be fine then do you think we could try to stand you up and get that binder off of you? “ He asked in a caring tone. “ Yeah, we could try but I think I might fall over if I do. “ You cucked. SaL then stood up and held both of your arms. “ You know you don’t need to hold me like this right? “ You say as you steadily move up wincing at the pain your binder gave you to move. “ I know I just want to make sure you’re safe and won’t get hurt more than you already are. “ He started concentrating on getting you to stand up. Once you finally stood up he started getting your shirt off as you looked away embarrassed and disgusted. “ Why are you okay seeing my disgusting body? “ You aked as Sal threw your shirt on the bad behind you both. He looked bad at you and put his hand on your face and started rubbing small shapes with his thumb, “ Because I love you, and your handsome body, love. You are anything but disgusting! You're my handsome attractive boyfriend and that's what you'll always be to me, even if you hate how you look ill help you show that you're beautiful! And hey, we can always start saving up for surgery to get them removed if you really want. I’ll do anything to make you happy and I want you to know that but for now, we just need to get that binder off of you. “ He told you. You started to tear up as he started taking it off of you and finally broke down as he also put that down with the discarded shirt. “ Thank you. I love you! “ You cried on her shoulder.

“ Shhhh it’s okay….how about I give you a nice massage to relieve some of the pain? “ Sal asked calming you down slightly. You sniffed a bit and then looked at him with tear stains down your face. “ Yeah, that would be nice….” You said as you lay down in the middle of the bed. Sal sat down beside you and rolled up his sleeves. He first put his hands on your shoulders, thankfully they were warm and he started messaging the notes out. It felt good and you gave a big sigh. He then moved to where your bruises and cuts are from the binder. His hands became softer on your skin and he was careful to relieve some of the pain not give you some more. You felt a wave of relief when the pain died down you didn't even notice when Sal stopped till he said something to you. “ I'm going to get some ointment to put on the bruises! “ He told you walking out of your bedroom.

You stare at the wall in front of you as you listen to his movement, him opening the bathroom door then him opening the cupboard and moving some things around till he found the ointment. You looked over at the door as Sal walked in medicine in hand. He sat back down beside you were still laying on your stomach. “ This is going to be cold on your skin. “ He said opening the medicine and putting some on his finger. He put some on a large bruise and yeah, he was right, it's fucking cold. You wince at the cold feeling on your skin but you soon get used to the feeling as Sal rubbed it in more.

Soon enough he was done and you were tired mentally and physically. You look at your wonderful boyfriend beside you scrolling on his phone. “ You think we can cuddle? “ You ask looking at him with i tired and pained face. “ He turned off his phone and looked at you with beautiful and caring eyes. “ Sure, love! Let me just take off my mask. “ He told you unclipping the clips under his hair. You didn't even really notice he still had it on but was happy he's still comfortable taking it off around you. After setting his mask down on the nightstand he layed his back on the backboard and moved his arms out waiting for you to come in his arms. You crawled over to Sal and went into his comforting arms. You both stayed there in the quiet only sounds of small movement and breathing in air. Soon enough your eyes started getting droopy and you started letting out cute yawns. You hear Sal chuckle and you say a quick shut up before your eyes closed for good and you fell fast asleep going into an amazing and magical dream.

Now you both were together and that wouldn't change ever even if either of you struggles with things or life throws things at you you'll always be there for each other, from now and forever.

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Pictures

Sal Fisher- https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/496873771387590071/

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Sorry if this was terrible! I honestly loved writing this but was having some trouble getting my ideas down on the computer so it might seem quite bad, but hopefully, this helps even a little and have a great day/afternoon/night and remember to stay hydrated!

[h0rr0rfever]

Sally face x reader (new boy in town)

Y/N pov:

Tw: cursing, drugs (weed)

I was sitting there on my bed, watching trippy videos as my high started to kick in. My mouth felt dry. I hated cotton mouth. 

Sadly, I had no water to cure my desert like cavern, even temporarily right now, and I was wayyy too lazy to get up and get water. 

I laid on my stomach staring at my screen intently as I watched all the stories and hidden meaning behind these videos. I felt so good. There was absolutely no worries that were engraved into me right now at this very moment as I was lost in lalaland.

Suddenly, my trance was uplifted when I noticed a text. I was still really fucking gone so when I tried to read the name I read it wrong.

“who the fuck is Leeri” I stated, thinking out loud before giggling to myself.

“Hehe. Leeri.” I said again with a chuckle.

I opened the text and saw something interesting. 

Larry: Yo, come downstairs to the basement.

Y/N: uhh, why? Lol.

Larry: Someone new just moved in, and they're really fucking rad dude.

Y/N: Okay den Leeri, I turst you :)) (spelt incorrectly on purpose cuz Y/N is still gone gone)

Larry: You’re high off your ass right now, aren’t you? Bring some of that dank over dude.

Y/N: Yuhh whatever you say bro.

I turned off my phone and grabbed my cart pen. Luckily I had just bought a new one so that I’d have enough to share. I grabbed the keycard Lisa had given me when I just moved into the Addison apartments and suggested that I’d go talk to her son Larry, and after that, the both of us we became the best of friends

I hid my dap pen in between my breasts just in case anyone walked by. It wasn’t exactly irregular for a teen to be doing this kinda stuff at this age, but it wasn’t exactly tolerated.

Once I finally went down the elevator and reached Larry and Lisa’s apartment, I opened their door and headed towards Larry’s room. I heard sanity falls blasting and turned the door knob until the door creaked open. There, I saw Larry and some other girl with pigtails and blue hair head banging. 

I snickered and stumbled a little bit. My legs were weak and everything was spinning. I was in cloud 9 right now. 

Suddenly, I heard the music stop. I looked up and saw the two looking at me.

“Hey butthead,”Larry said with a chuckle

“sup Beavis” I replied back cunningly with a smirk.

Larry chuckled and composed himself right after.

“Y/N, meet Sal, Sal, meet Y/N” Larry introduced the both of us.

she turned to me and went in for a handshake, but I just stared at her hand intently and went in for a hug. I embraced her and she seemed taken aback but nonetheless, she still hugged me back.

“welcome to the gay club, Sal.” I said whispered.

“thanks, I am quite delighted to be in such a suitable club for me.” Sal responded jokingly.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

“Sal, no offense but you have a really deep voice for a girl.” I said with chuckle at the end.

Larry snickered before he burst out laughing, and I looked at with confusion quite evident in my face.

“waaat?” I responded confused as fuck.

“Y/N, sally is da homie, he’s a guy dude.” Larry said while wiping a tear from his eye after laughing so hard.

‘huh- oh- OHHHHHHH” 

I was completely embarrassed.

“I’m so sorry for assuming Sal, you just looked so pretty.” I laughed out

“it’s fine, I know I’m glamerous” Sally said playfully whilst sashaying his blue pigtail.