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doodlenoodleboi · 5 months ago

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Hello! I have a request for Sal Fisher! Can you please write something about him with a reader who suffers from anxiety and that leads to her eating a bit faster than other people? She feels really embarrased when someone points it out. Comments like "Are you done already?" get to her, but she doesn't say anything and instead ducks her head because she is too shy and non-confrontational to stand up for herself. Thank you! <3

Sal Drabble

The vibe

Sal

It was a high school summer, these summers you could choose to either be a kid again or grow as an adult. We have a difficult time choosing these things. Why must we choose things that we don’t want to why not just live the moment?

“Hey! Hey! Bro, wake up!” I was Welcomed by the faces of my two best friends Sal and Larry, a rather interesting duo. The night before or rather shall I say a couple hours ago we had a sleepover at Larry’s house. I was tired and confused by the sudden disruption of my sleep.

“What?” I said, practically still asleep, rubbing my eyes from the crusty buildup of rheum.

“We’re leaving!” Sal said his smile evident in his voice, even though his prosthetic covered his face. I had never been out at night, especially with these two friends. Apparently it was a common thing amongst Larry and Sal. Sal even took off his prosthetic couple times. Nobody could see you in these dark streets, nobody was there to breathe in the air instead of that suffocating mask as Sal described.

Funny enough, Sal might dislike his appearance but the only thing that he truly appreciates about it, it is how it finds him real friends. Ones that couldn’t care less about his appearance. Those ones still tight, so now we’re strolling late at night down these streets I can’t remember. Soon I’ll never see the streets and will have to go away we have to be independent adults. Maybe even barely seeing each other and that sucked, just even the thought.”

The cold air braised everyone’s skin, obviously cool, but nothing close to freezing. Sal’s shoulder, blue hair covered his face for the most part. The way his face had been obscured as a child scared the creeps away but kept his friends closer. The way his right cheek torn reminded me of Mileena (MK reference).

The walk down the cold streets were quiet the only interruption being Larry every so often comments. And the sound of Sal’s skateboard against the road, streetlight and moonlight being to be only source of illumination.

I simply followed, along like a lost puppy going along with the flow, not wanting to ruin the vibe. It was uncomfortably quiet until Larry made his extroverted comment about being hungry. We stopped at a (insert place), probably close to our destination.

Larry ordered for everyone being the extrovert, he is of the group. Then we left, soon we made it to our destination. An abandoned skate park, right next to it was a building covered in graffiti. It was a comforting vibe about the place, because even if it was abandoned, I’m sure many people have still came here even though such information had been given.

I sat on the top of the Quarterpipe, a rather vacant area until Larry decides to sit next to me. I wasn’t fond of eating in front of people, maybe feel uncomfortable and watched. They could have absolutely no interest in me, but for some reason, I feel like all eyes on me. I am the best person in the world because I could be the absolute worst. I’m scared of people’s perception of me.

I started to eat next to Larry not wanting to confess that I am uncomfortable with the situation. I had been made fun of in the past because of my eating habits. As I ate my food, almost finished with it, Larry responded. (damn little lady you sure can pack it away. Jk) “Yo Bruh you look like Kirby right now, fucking that shit up.” in between the time of now and then, Larry was high, and that truly made me laugh forgetting about the previous situation given his state.

“Shut up Larry.” sal had said as he skated over to him. “He’s probably just high don’t mind him.” For a while, I would be dealing with a high Larry and a Sally who couldn’t care to do more than skate to get his mind off everything.

That night she realized she was surrounded by people. She wouldn’t have to worry about being embarrassed around. After all, they all are flawed.

(I am so sorry this was so rushed and so last-minute)

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alastor-simp · 5 months ago

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Hazbin Hotel Gang Reacting To A Sally Face Reader

❥Summary: There's a new addition coming to the Hazbin Hotel, only one thing is off about them, the strange mask

❥Tags: Hazbin Hotel x Reader, Gender Neutral Reader, Sally Face, Masked Reader, Headcannons.

❥Notes: I love Sally Face and Sal, and I wanted to incorporate a character like him in Hazbin Hotel and everyones reaction to them. The reader will be gender neutral. Enjoy

Charlie Morningstar🌈

🌈The fact that you wore a mask didn't phase Charlie one bit, she was more ecstatic that there would be a new person staying at the hotel.

🌈She noticed your shy demeanor around others, and decided to try to help you to open up. It took some time, but you were able to form relationships with the people around you. It quickly came out that you were kind and generous, just like Charlie, just more on the quiet side. She really admired how even when someone was being downright awful to you, you would still offer to help then or give a word of advice if they were in trouble.

🌈She always questioned how you ended up in hell, since you didn't appear to be extremely evil or murderous, so she did ask you during one of her rehabilitation exercises what lead you to hell. Once she heard about the task you had to perform, killing your family, friends, and everyone you knew to avoid the spreading of the so-called "Darkness" had her crying profusely, pulling you into a tearful hug.

🌈She saw it through the eyes of your mask that your actions were justified, that you killed to prevent a much worse fate that could have taken your family and friends from you. If there was someone who could be redeemed, it was you.

🌈The first time she saw your face was accidental, as she was coming running down the hallway, thinking of a new idea for the hotel, before rounding the corner and bumping into you, causing your mask to fly off your face. Gasping in shock, Charlie starting apologizing left and right, observing you making sure you were alright. The sight of your true face didn't shock or bother Charlie one bit, she cared more about you being okay.

🌈When you started crying, Charlie started apologizing more and more, to which you told her to stop, since that wasn't what you were crying about, you were crying cause she hadn't looked away from you, even when seeing your scarred face. Charlie began to cry as well, pulling you into a hug, "I don't care about how you look Y/N. You are my friend, always will be!" The friendship between the both of you grew more after that incident, with you being more comfortable without your mask around Charlie.

Vaggie🎀

🎀A spear was directed right at your face/mask, the second Vaggie saw you enter inside the hotel. She was suspicious of anyone who came inside the hotel, and the mask on your face only made you even more suspicious. When she saw your eyes gazing at her through the mask, showing no signs of devious intentions, she quickly calmed down, lowering the spear with a quick apology.

🎀She was happy that the hotel was getting a new resident, seeing how happy Charlie was, she still was unsure about you, probably because of your mask and also you didn't know how you ended up in hell.

🎀The both of you didn't converse much, but Vaggie's eye always saw the little actions you did around the hotel. She noticed that you were very polite with conversing with others, even Alastor. It became very apparant how similar you were to her girlfriend, being a very good listener and always trying to help.

🎀The reveal of your past came as a big shock to her, as she learned you had committed murder and the victims were your close family and friends. But, it made her stomach twist uncomfortable learning that you killed not for pleasure or because you wanted to, it was because you wanted to save them from the atrocities of the evil that was corrupting everyone on that horrible day when you were alive.

🎀If Vaggie was still an executioner angel like she was in the past, she would have killed you without hesitation, regardless of what you did , but now that she was here in hell, and upon hearing that, she couldn't help but feel extremely sorry for you. It made her question a lot about other demons in hell, if they had to do something against their will, resulting in them going to hell, when they could have been sent to heaven.

🎀The time she saw your scarred face was when she came into your room, wanting to ask you about something. Her eyes had widen a bit at the sight, since it was the first time your mask was removed. The gasp she heard from you, brought her attention back as she saw you frantically covering your face with your hands, apologizing.

🎀"Woah! Hey hey its okay." Vaggie quickly appeared in front of you, placing her hands on your shoulder, trying to calm you down. She waited patiently, as she saw you slowly remove your hands, scarred face at full display. She observed the large scar that runs across your face that exposed your teeth, and that you were missing an eye, seeing the open socket. "Oh, its..um..I have a prosthetic eye......sorry you had to see this." Vaggie quickly shook her head, moving her hair away from her other eye revealing her large X. "Look we match." She said with a soft smile, which earned a laugh and smile from you.

🎀She had no problems with your scars, saying that they look badass. The both of you became more buddy-buddy after that, with the both of you talking more and helping out Charlie. She had offered to show you some fighting skills with her spears, as a way to protect yourself if you ever got attacked outside of the hotel or in the hotel, which you greatly appreciated.

Angel Dust🕷

🕷Angel, honestly didn't really care much when he first saw you with a mask adorned on your face. He figured as much that you were another schmuck, interested in being redeemed.

🕷You did have him curious with how you looked like, he thought you were probably drop dead gorgeous under that mask, hiding it away from everyone to avoid getting jumped. He had attemped to pry the mask off to get a selfie with you, which earned him a loud "NO!" and a hard push away from you. Damn, alright, no takey off maskey.

🕷He did apologize in his own weird way by having you hang out with him and letting you meet his adorable pet pig, Fat Nuggets. He could not stand how shy you were, like it made you stand out a lot, especially being in hell, he knew you would end up in the wrong hands, aka Valentino. He dragged you to clubs and stuff to try to loosen up a little and go with the flow, he even asked Cherri Bomb to hang out with you to help break that shy demeanor.

🕷️It took him a while to realize that you weren’t like a lot of the other demons her encounter. You had a kind heart and cared a lot for your friends. He was quick to comfort you when you had told everyone why you came to hell after murdering your family. He has been in hell for a while so he was use to all the stories and gossip of what this person did to get to hell and yadda yadda, but hearing your story felt like a knife to the heart

🕷️He was your emotional support friend after this, making sure you were okay and try to prevent things that would cause you to remember your past. You did the same to him in return after he had a rough day dealing with Valentino. You had introduced him to heavy metal music which was a good stress relief to scream out all the anger he had. It wasn't his vibe, but he appreciated it. He reminded you a lot like your step brother, just a bit more feminine then gothic.

🕷️The both of you were chilling in his room, listening to some music, when Angel brought up the topic about your mask, “Hey Y/N, so…uh…what’s the deal with that whole creepy mask shtick?” He noticed your body tensed up at that, not expecting him to ask that. Heaving a sigh, your hands began to unclasp the belts that were tied around your head, letting the mask fall to reveal yourself.

🕷️Angels felt his heart stopped at the reveal, scanning the amount of scars and missing parts on your face, wondering what the hell happened to you. Slowly inching closer, his hands had move to your cheeks, tracing them softly. “It’s a prosthetic mask, Angel. I…I was shot with a shotgun in the face when I was child…and um..” You couldn’t even finish your sentence when Angel wrapped his four arms around you, pulling you into a hug. “I gotcha Y/N…I gotcha.” Angel and you both hugged in silence, his hands rubbing your back while he peppered certain parts of your face with kisses, making you red.

Niffty🪡

🪡Being the curious one that she was, she whipped around you, checking you out and wondering about your mask. The billion questions she asked you regarding your mask, made you very uncomfortable, resulting in you avoiding her.

🪡It had escalated to her popping up on your shoulder, trying to remove your mask, which you did not like. After a direct scolding from both Charlie and Alastor, she had stopped with the mask antics. She was a kind demon the more you interacted with her, despite having some psychotic tendencies. Her way of apologizing for before was baking your favorite dish and making you a cockroach crown, which was kinda cute and disturbing at the same time.

🪡Upon entering your room to clean it, she noticed the big electric guitar that was lying on the bed. Grabbing it and bringing it you, she asked what it was and could you play it. You had played a couple notes which really peaked her interest, eye sparkling with excitement. You had offered to teach her how to play, but baby steps as you didn't want her to go to extreme and smash the guitar.

🪡Her impression of you changed dramatically when she discovered about the murders you had performed, her smile going wide and she was jumping up and down with excitement. She figured you were the same like Alastor, which is why she was so excited. She was a bit confused about the reason for why you killed, not understanding what "The Darkness" was, but she didn't comment on it.

🪡Coming into your room in the morning to bring you breakfast, she noticed you weren't there, but your mask was, laying by itself on the bed. Rushing over to grab it, she admired how it looked, while also cleaning it a bit, since she was a clean freak. She turned to see you walking out of the bathroom, and continued to stare at you. Once you realized that Niffty was there, you rushed over to grab you mask, struggling to put it back on. "O-oh! Niffty! I'm sorry, I'll put this back on. I'm sorry for scaring you."

🪡You didn't hear a reply back from her , but you felt the sensations of someone standing on your shoulder. The mask was quickly ripped off, with Niffty looking at you with a smile, eye shining. "Ohhh, You look cool, like a bad boy/girl!" Seeing how sweet she was gazing at you, you called down, patting her head with a smile on your face, “Thanks Niffty.”

Husk🍺

🍺Husk had a gift a reading people, but he had a difficult time when he met you. You gave off a weird feeling that he couldn’t pick up on, maybe it was cause of the mask on your face, or something else.

🍺He kept an eye on you though, to make sure you weren’t planning something, despite being dragged here by Alastor, he still wanted to help Charlie a bit, so he wanted to make sure no one was gonna mess it up. He quickly picked up that you were kind of a wallflower, you were just there, but he saw how considerate you were of others and how you were polite you were, which shocked him a bit, thinking he had drank to much.

🍺The both of you had a simple chat from time to time when we you were at the bar. The both of you bonded over music and games, despite yours being more electronic based and Husk having a preference for card games like Blackjack. Seeing how your eyes shined from the mask made him a bit happy, he even offered to teach you.

🍺He knew the actions that demons had performed to get a one way ticket to hell were atrocious or downright evil, but the time when he heard about what you did to get into hell, made him drop his beer. No one should have to do something like that, and the fact there was absolutely nothing you could do at all made it more fucked up. Husk didn’t know how to comfort you, so he decided to just wrap one of his wings around you, patting your head saying “Sorry kid.” He formed a closer bond with you after that, literally him and Angel acted like your paternal figures, checking up on you and chatting about random shit at the bar.

🍺After a eventful drinking contest one night, both you and Husk were passed out drunk on the bar table. Groggily walking up, Husk removed his head from the table and stretched, eyes scanning over to check on you. His eyes widen a bit, noticing that your mask had unclasped itself, showing your real face. He noticed the scarred tissue and the part where your teeth were exposed on your lip, “what the hell happened to you?” He thought, but he knew questioning you about it wouldn’t be a good idea.”

🍺He patted your head, which woke up up, eyes fluttering open slowly. As you sat up, head pounding from all the alcohol, you quickly realized that your mask had come off, causing you to let out a shriek, grabbing the mask quickly and trying to put it back on, “oh Husk…um…it’s…uh…did you….ummm…..how much did you…….” As you rambled on, Husk called your name, which alerted you enough to stop. “Hey kid. It’s okay. Calm down. Whenever you feel comfortable talking about it, I’m right here for ya.” He gave you a smile and rubbed your head, which you accepted, muttering a “thank you.”

Alastor🦌

🦌Al's eyes immediately were drawn to you the second you entered inside the hotel. Well well, who were you? The mask only intrigued him more, questioned going around his head wondering who this masked sinner was.

🦌He was always teasing you, poking your mask from time to time with his microphone, to even drawing a smile on it since he always says your never fully dress without one. You knew he meant well and was just being silly, but his habits involving your mask were getting annoying. He cooled it down after a talk from Charlie, but that wasn't gonna stop him from being closer to you, after all he found you mildly entertaining.

🦌He did admire how affectionate you were with others, including himself. Him being the radio demon, the most powerful overlord in hell, he expected you to fear him greatly, but you just carried on being near him, being kind and always read to have a nice chat.

🦌The both of you talked about music from time to time. You had force him to listen to the band you liked "Sanity's Fall" saying how good it was. Alastor still could not understand the appeal of metal music, but he admired your fondness for it, laughing a bit when you shook your head to the beat and loud screaming.

🦌Alastor still couldn't figure out how you ended up in hell, seeing as how you were so different from the other wayward sinners he had encountered. It took some prodding, but he eventually found out from you that you had committed murder and was nicknamed "The Sally Face Killer", His smile widen, realizing you had indulge in a little killing, reminding him of his youth. The feeling was short lived though when you further explained that the killings you performed were of your friends and family, due to the influence of an entity called the "Endless One" and a cult called the "Devourers of God." The smile on Al's face almost disappeared upon hearing that, powers surging and static increasing in the air, he wanted to find all of those cult members and that entity and broadcast their screams in hell.

🦌The day he saw your true face was when he was teaching you how to dance, honestly you had no idea how much stamina he had. The quick turns and sudden movements cause your mask to go flying, hitting Al's chest. Al stopped moving entirely and saw you crumple to the floor, hands covering your face, yelling "Don't Look!" Al was unsure of what to do, as he was not well tapered in the acts of comforting. Bending down, Al had placed his hands on your shoulder, trying to appease you, "There is no need to hide yourself from me! Come now! Show me your face!" His tone was kind, static missing from his voice. After a few minutes your hands had removed itself from your face, showing Al the face hidden behind the mask.

🦌His crimson eyes scanned over every feature on your face, observing the large scar that cut your lip and the missing cartilage from your nose. He was completely silent which mad you nervous, until he spoke, "Who did this to you?" Looking at his eyes, he was serious, demonic symbols surrounding him. Heaving a sigh, you told him the tale of what happened, how you were on a picnic with your family, and came upon a man wearing a dog mask. Being a child you had no idea what was happening, even when the shotgun was being drawn towards you. Next thing you knew your mother had jumped in to save you, resulting in her death, as the bullets pierced her stomach through her, and hitting you in the face, disfiguring you permanently.

🦌Alastor eyes had turned soft when you told him everything, hands that were placed on your shoulder, had wrapped around your back, pulling you into a awkward hug, since Al still wasn't use to actions like this. "I'm sorry for the misfortune that has fallen upon you. It is heart-wrenching that your mother met her tragic end, she did it to save your life. You are here alive now, because of her. As for your mask, there is no need to hide your scars, embrace them." Al couldn't see your face anymore, but he heard the little laugh coming from you as you pulled away from him, smiling at him for the first time.

🦌He and you had become more friendlier with one another after that, bringing you inside his radio tower during his broadcasts and even introducing you to Rosie, who immediately adored you. Unbeknownst to you, Al made it his mission to locate anyone who was apart of the cult, including the foul man who killed your mother. He couldn't wait to tear them apart limb from limb.

Sir Pentious🐍

🐍Well, Sir Pentious didn't know what to make of you when you first stepped into the hotel. He was been in hell for a long time, so he was use to seeing strange and uniquely shaped demons, but never has he encountered one wearing a mask.

🐍He did see how comfortable Charlie and Vaggie were when talking to you, so he decided to be a proper gentleman and introduce himself to you, "It issss a pleasssure to meet you. My name is Sssssir Pentioussssss." The both of you extended hands out and shook them, before removing them and going back to awkward silence, well it was a start at least

🐍His egg bois were just as curious as well, popping up whenever you were around and asking you a whole bunch of questions and giving you compliments saying your mask was cool, it was sweet, but the questions were overwhelming at times. Sir Pentious would always come and reprimand them, extending an apology out to you.

🐍He noticed you weren't very expressive, since the mask concealed his face, but he did recognized your eyes widening a bit in amazement whenever he was experimenting on a new gadget or weapon. You did tell him you were a nerd, which confused him since he wasn't use to terms like that, is being a nerd cool?

🐍The two of you bonded more and more the longer you stayed at the hotel, and Sir Pentious very much enjoyed your company since he still felt like the odd one out since he was on a mission to destroy the hotel and Alastor before, but you were odd too. You wanted to introduce him to video games since it was something you enjoyed playing when you were alive. It was funny seeing him attempt to learn the controls and how to mash buttons, but he quickly got the hang of it thanks to you.

🐍He was shedding tears when he heard about your past actions when you were alive, having been given the name "Sally Face Killer", and was forced to do horrific deeds resulting in the killings of your family and dear friends. His tail immediately coiled around you, offering his support in the group hug that was initiated by Charlie and the others.

🐍The day he saw you without your mask is when the egg bois had made you accidentally trip, causing you to fall, landing face first to the ground. Panicking, Sir Pentious waved his hands in the air in shock, before bending down to help pick you, "Are you quite alr-" Sir Pentious didn't even finish his sentence, when he saw you lift your head up, showing your real face with the shattered mask on the ground. Realizing that the mask was broken, your hands flung to your face, yelling out multiple apologies to him.

🐍You heard not a peep from Sir Pentious, but you felt a large tail wrap around you, pulling you closer towards him, giving you a reassuring coil hug, "I'm sssssorry" That was all he said, as he continued to hug you, which you responded back, by wrapping your arms around him. After the hug, Sir pentious brought you to his air ship where he would make you a different mask if you wanted, going on and on about adding defense mechanisms to it, which made you laugh.

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