#yandere sal fisher

[midnightlee25]

Random Yandere Headcanons: Character headcanons: Sal Fisher

He is a very caring and protective yandere only wanting the best for his darling. 

He worries for them, often trying to stay near them as much as he can to make sure they are ok. 

He doesn't mind what role he gets “stuck in” as long as he can stay close with them either as a friend or lover. 

He wants to be the one they can rely on the most. 

Going back to the always wanting to be near them part this means that with or without them knowing that he is there. 

For example, he will offer to walk them home and whether they agree or not he will still do it. If they disagree, he will just follow them at a distance to make sure they get home safely.

[killemwithkawaii]

Hello! I’ve been reading your stuff for almost a year now, and idk if your taking requests rn but do you think I could get headcannons of yan!Sal being your best friend and what that would consist of? If your able to of course. Also I love all of your work! I always come back to read it!

Aw yeah, gotta love some platonic yan~ 💖

Sal as your Yandere Best Friend (forever and ever and ever)-

[CW: Yandere, obsessive behavior, borderline stalking, self-sacrifice, emotional manipulation]

>Sal is extremely sociable and gets attached to people quickly. He’s likely to be the one to introduce himself to you and invites you to hang out with him and his other friends almost immediately. Once you guys click, you go from casual acquaintances to ride-or-die overnight. You’re pretty much stuck with him after that (he doesn’t take friendship lightly!) 🤝💙

>Constantly wants to hang around you, even if you’re not doing anything in particular, invites you along to pretty much everything, and shows up at your place unannounced for impromptu bro time. He just really enjoys your company! Because he's constantly asking what you're doing when he's not there, he knows your schedule and where you are pretty much at all times. He would feel very left out if you mention that you did something fun or important without him. (He covers it up well, ‘Oh, I’m glad you had fun! That sounds awesome, I’ll have to try that out/ go there sometime…’ but you can tell by his mood change that he’s upset about not being included 😞)

>Incredibly generous, always willing to do favors for you without expecting more than a ‘thank you’ in return, and is happy to go out of his way to help or please you. He will literally give you the shirt off his back, if it seems like you’re in need of it. After all, what are friends for? (He of course has his limitations, but you’d have to make some pretty preposterous requests for him to deny you something.) 🙇‍♂️

>Wants to do everything that you do. Take the same classes, join the same clubs, have the same hobbies, listen to the same music, and live in the same house as you, if he can manage it... He wants to appreciate what you’re all about, really get to know you on an intimate level and know who you are at your core. Doing all the same things is a great way to do that and an excellent way to spend more time with you, especially if he can get you to teach him a new skill or you both learn something new together. 🎨📸📚

>Very physically affectionate. He’s always down for a hug and likes to stay within close proximity (almost zero personal bubble, unless you make it very clear you need some space, which he will do his best to respect). He’s not keen on strangers getting to close to either of you, but you guys might as well be conjoined at the hip. 🤗

>Is quick to be your scapegoat and come to your defense. He’s great at lying and coming up with excuses to get the both of you out of trouble (or just get what you want), will always politely yet firmly speak up when you’re slighted, and he never lets anybody get away with being a jerk to you. Sal can be absolutely scathing when the situation calls for it! Assholes get roasted on the spot if they dare to mess with his BFF. (Be aware: He can take a punch, but he’s not much of a fighter, despite his willingness to get into physical danger for you. Don’t let things get too heated or you’ll have to help patch him up later.) 🩹

>Texts you often and at all times of the day because of his insomnia. If something reminds him of you, you’ll know about it. 💬

>Highly sentimental. He keeps receipts, tickets, photos, and other small mementos from the times you’ve hung out together and talks about those memories with a deep, rose-colored fondness.  🎫💭

>Always wants you to talk about your feelings (sometimes to the point of prying), loves it when you tell him your secrets, and plays therapist for you all the time. He delights in lending an ear when you want to vent and when he gets you to spill all those juicy personal details, especially the ones you haven’t really told anybody else about before. Letting him know those things about you means that you trust him enough to be vulnerable and that you two have a really strong bond. He’ll always be there for you, no matter what! ♾💙

[iamzer0]

Yᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ Pʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ Sᴀʟʟʏ Fᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sɪʙʟɪɴɢ Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜɪs ɪs Dᴀʏ 1 ᴏғ ᴍʏ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴏғ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴀ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛɪʟʟ ɪ ʀᴜɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴅᴇᴀs

Sal was your older brother and only friend. After y’all’s mom died you became really close almost clinging to each other, it was unhealthy but y’all were grieving.

You didn’t have many friends, you didn’t know why but anytime you made a friend within a week they would be avoiding you like the plague.

It was because of your brother, he didn’t trust any of your “friends” what if they tried something and Sal wasn’t there?

He chased everyone away from you.

When y’all moved to the apartments you and Sal had to share a room. You barely left y’all’s room.

You were a recluse, Sal liked that. It meant you couldn’t be hurt by anyone.

After your mom’s death you were plagued by nightmares that got worse when y’all moved to the apartments.

Because of these nightmares, you would often wake up in a cold sweat. You would drag your blanket and pillow and lay down by the foot of your brothers bed.

It was comforting, he would always join you on the floor.

He was already really protective but when he found out that ghosts were lingering around the apartments he became 10x worse.

He was paranoid that maybe a ghost would try and hurt you or worse.

He would often give you random games, movies, toys. To keep you busy in y’all’s room, so you wouldn’t leave.

He also had bad nightmares about something bad happening to you.

So to soothe his nerves he would watch you sleep sometimes. It helped him sleep.

You were a curious night owl, and followed any strange noise you heard.

To avoid you wondering off in the middle of the night, he would give you some of Andersons tea laced with some night quill almost every night.

A/N: so I’m starting this new series kinda where each day I write a random platonic Yandere till I run out of ideas. Anyway love you all bye bye(^з^)-☆

[lady-nightmares-blog]

Do not look at me

I always liked to draw Sally in a way that made her scary or at least a little scary.

Let's save that he doesn't have the highest self-esteem in the world, and I personally think that he does perceive himself as a monster.

And even more so if we put ourselves in Yandere's au, but he would blame you for being so cute ^ _ ^.

I draw him this way because I feel that he perceives himself that way

[ocarasemcara]

Goretober day 2

Late because I was feeling sick. I thought this was crap, but yeah...

[lovelychowder]

Yandere sal?

(reposting because I made some small changes hehe)

[doctor-catpi]

[milkyangell]

Hey, mind if I ask you something about the request? Is there any rules about the request as well as is there any other fandoms you draw as well as original characters?

Hii I’m so sorry if I responded late but yes I do have have obvious (that aren’t so obvious) rules, like no NSFW or TOO MUCH gore, anything fetishized or weird, etc. I draw any indie (mostly horror) fandoms (ex: little nightmares, FNAF, Sally face, Franbow, little miss fortune, yandere simulator (ik the drama and it’s disgusting. I do not support the dev), bendy and the ink machine, hello neighbor) I can also research any new fandoms that I’m not familiar with although it might not be the best. I’d love to draw whatever you may have in mind. ^^

[killemwithkawaii]

Love sick Sal with a nurse darling headcanons ?

I honestly kind of think he would hurt himself on purpose to get touch by them <3

Love Sick Sally with a Nurse Darling-

[CW: Yandere, delusion, metal illness, self-harm, manipulation, unsanitary. People in the medical field, feel free to correct me if any of this is super inaccurate!]

>Sal fell in love about two minutes into his physical. It took that long for him to confirm that the nurse that had been assigned to examine him, nurse [darling], was exactly his type: They were polite, but not too serious. Strong, but gentle.... Passionate, knowledgeable, dedicated, empathetic, caring, understanding, and level-headed with a stomach of steel... Not to mention the ability to make scrubs look good. 👀💓

>[Darling] didn’t skip a beat when they entered the room and saw Sally bare-faced, sitting on the examination table in nothing but the paper gown he’d been given to wear. They looked him in the eye and smiled warmly while asking him all the usual questions and taking his vitals (though they were a little concerned about his blood pressure being high, and joked about him having a ‘shy bladder’ when it took longer than expected to get his urine sample...). Despite the butterflies in his stomach and the smell of their shampoo distracting him, he managed to make small talk while [darling] gingerly (and thoroughly) poked and prodded him head to toe. They seemed interested in his ‘unique’ hobbies, chuckled at his bone-dry jokes, listened intently to his concerns, and they didn’t judge him at all for taking medications and going to therapy for his mental health issues. When he mentioned those things to them with a hint of shame in his voice, they said that there was nothing to be embarrassed about, “Your mental health is just as important as your physical health! It’s great that you’re taking care of yourself on both levels now. Keep up the good work, Sally.” ☺📝

>That verbal pat on the back was the last nail in his coffin. Sals head was so high in the clouds when [darling] finally gathered their things and left the examination room, he almost wandered out into the hall without dressing. After getting home, He couldn’t stop thinking about his appointment- about how kind [darling] was, how good it felt for them to praise him, the tension and intimacy he’d felt while they were looking him over, how warm and gentle their touch was (and how he wished it would have lingered and not been obstructed by the glove)… he found himself daydreaming about them, wondering if they'd thought of him since they'd shut the door behind them that day, if they'd felt their connection, too, but knew it would be inappropriate to acknowledge it, given the constraints of a nurse/patient relationship... Considering this, he felt the need to start coming up with appropriate reasons to see them again, as soon and as frequently as their schedule and his insurance would allow him to. 🤔💭

>Luckily, with his range of medical needs, Sal needed more checkups and minor treatments than the average person. So, if he plays his cards right, he gets to see a lot of [darling]. On those highly anticipated days when he has a visit, he makes it his mission to be the BEST. PATIENT. EVER: He’s freshly showered, arrives 15 minutes early, never complains about long wait times, has a few interesting anecdotes at-the-ready, tries to impress nurse [darling] with his tolerance for discomfort and knowledge of his own conditions, and always has plenty of thoughtful clarifying questions about his treatments and medications. [Darling] thinks that Sal is a very responsible person who puts a high priority on his health, but in reality, it’s all just an excuse to extend their time together and hopefully get off-track with small talk that will allow him to get to know [darling] better, or will lead to more examinations and treatments that will get [darling] to touch him. Either way, it’s a win. ✅

>Sal probably wouldn't self-harm as an excuse to see [darling], or at least, if he did, he would have to do it VERY sparingly and be VERY strategic about how and what he does. Since [Darling] is a medical professional, chances are that they could easily spot the difference between purposeful and accidental injuries, even if he continuously switched up his methods. He could probably get away with an occasional self-inflicted burn from the oven, cut from shaving, irritation from using household cleaners without gloves, maybe some mild food poisoning if he has a few days to kill… but eventually, [darling] would start to notice a pattern. If he keeps coming to [darling] with injuries they suspect are from self-harm, they might refer him to a different nurse with more psychiatric experience than they have, or, if it seems serious enough, insist that he be hospitalized because he's a danger to himself. No, if he wants [darling], specifically, to dote on him without raising suspicion, he has to convince them that he’s just clumsy- any injuries or ailments he comes to them with have to be (or at least look like) an accident. 🤫⚖

-Thankfully, Sal does a lot of adventuring in run-down buildings, forests, and in other places where it’s easy to trip or become injured if you’re not extra careful. Knowing that he can use those injuries as an excuse to get [darling]s attention (with both medical treatment and the story of how he got his injury), he attempts more risky climbs, braves thickets of thorny overgrowth, is less careful when he runs along uneven terrain than he would be otherwise, etc. On top of the treachery, all those places are pretty unsanitary, so he makes sure to get all those cuts and scratches checked out, ‘just to be on the safe side’. If he's particularly lucky, he gets to limp into [darling]s office with a sprain or dislocation, and the jackpot would be needing stitches, since he gets to come in to get them, AND he’ll have to come back to get them removed! (Bonus points if said injury leaves a scar. He has plenty, so he doesn’t mind having another, and having something as a permanent reminder of [darling]s skilled and gentle touch on his skin makes him feel all mushy~) 🩹💖

Bonus: If [darling] is a friend who is still studying to be a nurse…

>Sal is happy to volunteer as their pin cushion/ practice dummy. He’s got a high pain threshold, so he’s able to sit still while [darling] tries to find a vein to practice inserting an IV or drawing blood, and he has the patience of a saint while they meticulously go through the protocol they’ve studied for dressing different wounds and doing various examinations. 💉🩺

>Since he’s had to go through so many medical procedures with so many different physicians, Sal can give [darling] honest and constructive feedback about their technique and bedside manner. They don’t have a ton to improve on, since [darling] is a natural-born healer, but it’s always good to get a current patient's perspective so you can do even better with the ones you treat in the future. By the time [darling] has their degree, they practically know Sally inside and out, and are very grateful to him for all his help on their journey to becoming a REAL nurse! 🎓

-He worries about [darling] a lot, especially when they’re preparing for exams or have gone through a streak of difficult days on the job. They put their all into their studies/work and often end up putting more pressure on themselves than they should, so Sal is always happy to help them go over their notes, offer to hang out and do something fun to relax, or lend an ear when they need to vent. 👂

>Once they’re confident in their skills, Sal can probably convince [darling] to do a good deal of ‘pro bono treatment’ for the minor stuff he’d otherwise try to deal with himself. He (says he) doesn't have the money to keep going to urgent care every time he needs something looked at, and [darling] wouldn’t let him go untreated, right? Of course not! It’s their duty as a health care professional to help people (and friends) in need, and it’s always good to see someone who knows your medical history (and you) well and makes you feel comfortable. And, since they're friends first and nurse/patient second, it wouldn't be totally inappropriate if their relationship evolved into something more intimate... (a little taboo, but that just makes it interesting 😉)

Additions by our resident nurse, @thegracelessfaceless:

>What Sally doesn't know, is that Nurse Darling risks their job quite a bit in order to care for and spend time with him.

>They reliably spend too much time triaging Sally, resulting in multiple events in which the Doctor and Nurse Practitioner are waiting outside just staring at the door impatiently when Darling comes out. They've had to have a few meetings about their speed when triaging Sal.

>On a few occasions, Darling has stolen samples of Sal's migraine meds or antibiotics because Sal couldn't afford that months supply. She doesn't feel bad about it, what is Sal gonna do, snort up a big line of penicillin or Imitrex? Nurse Darling thinks not

[ifangirlalot]

˗ˏˋ 𝐙𝐄𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ˎˊ˗ | idk guys, i tried-

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ 💭 ۫⠀MILES FAIRCHILD.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Lesson One &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* Top!Reader x Sub!Boyfriend &&* NSFW Headcanons

💭 ۫⠀BORIS PAVLIKOVSKY.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Foreplay Headcanons &&* Riding A Foreign &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* NSFW Headcanons

💭 ۫⠀FINN WOLFHARD.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Hopelessly Pinning &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* Hot, Heavy, and Handsome &&* Yandere!Finn Alphabet &&* "Method" Acting &&* Pussy Eater &&* Worship & Praise

💭 ۫⠀RICHIE TOZIER.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Digits &&* Bottom!Richie x Top!Reader &&* Richie Taking Shy!Reader's Virginity &&* Richie Fingering Shy!Reader &&* Sauce With The Boss &&* How Long Has it Been Since You've Eaten?

💭 ۫⠀ZIGGY KATZ.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Sauce With The Boss &&* Gettin' Jiggy With Ziggy

💭 ۫⠀MIKE WHEELER.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Sauce With The Boss &&* I'm Sorry The World Is Failing You &&* Digits

💭 ۫⠀SAL FISHER.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Softie Toppy &&* Top!Reader x Sub!Boyfriend &&* Sal x Injured!Reader &&* Sal With A Hard To Please SO &&* Is That My Shirt Babe?

💭 ۫⠀LINK.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* BOTW/TOTK!Link NSFW Headcanons

💭 ۫⠀TICCI TOBY.⠀୨୧⠀· ˚

&&* Headcanons

[lady-nightmares-blog]

[iicloudyiiddyy]

YANDERE! YANDERE! WHAT ARE YOU?

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CLINGY- Most likely of them all to become a stalker, too emotionally attached, it’s a must to have you in their life. They just can’t do it without you! I need hugs and I need kisses and I need you to look at me! Tsk. Tsk. Such Needy little things. 

“Where you going? In town near the shore? Oooo! Let me come!”

Ready to create shrines (already did) about you. Wants you. Needs you. Craves you. Your attention on  is more of a life source than food and water for them. Has videos & pictures of you. (They touch themselves to it) anything to remind them that you are with them, not with that bitch. Always trying to take you away from. Someone should teach her a lesson. They will throw a fit if you tell them that you can’t hang out with them today or that you are to busy and it’s because they will cling on to anything that tells them that you choose them, that you hang out with them because you like it, because you love it, I mean what could be more important than them?

-> Hange , Sasha , Krista (AOT) Hinata , Nishinoya , Yachi, Atsumu (HAIKYUU) Hinata , Ten-Ten , Konan (NARUTO) Gon , Pakunoda (HUNTER X HUNTER) Tanjiro , Mitsuri , Rengoku (DEMON SLAYER) Izuku , Kirishima , Twice (MY HERO ACADEMIA)

————— OBSESSIVE - They are nothing but a slave to their own obsession. They revolve around you. How you sleep, what you eat, and what you say can drive them in a tizzy! Even the smallest of things can make them stay up at night and fantasize. Everything about you is in and on their mind. Your smell. Your eyes. Your body. Your touch. Must know about you. You’re their passion, and the root of their curiosity. They steal your worn-out clothes, your perfume, your panties & your pens. Anything to get a glimpse into who you are, to aid there dirty fantasies. 

-> Jean , Falco , Erwin(ATTACK ON TITAN) Tanaka , Kenma (HAIKYUU) Kiba , (NARUTO) Nobunaga (HUNTER X HUNTER) Akaza , Muichiro (DEMON SLAYER) Sero (MY HERO ACADEMIA) Sal Fisher, (SALLY FACE)

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POSSESSIVE- Yours. Hers. His. Theirs. Mine. They get off so bad with these words, rubbing their thighs together at just the mere thought of it. They must dictate and decide everything for you, you are theirs after all. You can eat this and this, don’t even think about trying that though and stay away from your Aunt Susan. Why? Cause I said so now do it. They want to direct the things you do. Make the things you do because of them. Power and ownership is what makes them choke you , watching as you sputter and struggle and only when they think that you’ve learned your lesson in disobedience that they stop. Just give it up, the sooner you stop fighting them and their decisions the better. 

“ Good girl, now who do you belong to? That’s right. That means when I say for you to take my cock you fucking do it.”

-> Levi , Ymir (ATTACK ON TITAN) Kageyama , Tsukishima (HAIKYUU) Madara , Sasuke, Neji , (NARUTO) Chrollo , Machi , Kurapika , (HUNTER X HUNTER) Obanai , Sanemi , Muzan , Kokoshibu (DEMON SLAYER) Shigaraki , Aizawa (MY HERO ACADEMIA)

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SUBMISSIVE -  You need a dog? I can bark. You need a shoe cleaner? I have a mouth. They are by your feet within seconds of you uttering their name. They love serving you, being needed by you. I mean as long as your there they are fine with literally anything. Willing to do anything. Would give you everything if you so much as asked.     

“Please! Please, tell me you want me! Tell me you love me!”

Will give up their dignity, pride and humanity for you. All you have to do is ask. Their worst nightmare is you throwing them out. Deciding that you are better off without them. Your aren’t and they will prove it to you. 

-> Armin , Floch , Gabi (ATTACK ON TITAN) YACHI, Terushima, (HAIKYUU) Sakura , Minato (NARUTO) Leorio, (HUNTER X HUNTER) MITSURI , Enmu (DEMON SLAYER)

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MANIPULATIVE - Gaslight, gate-keep, girl boss, blackmail. Will use every single tactic and ploy in the book to get you to stay.

“How could you! You did this to me! Made me so weak and useless without you! I can’t breathe when you aren’t around! I’ll fall apart without you! It would be all your fault!”

They know what they are doing, know that you are too sweet to leave in fear of what would happen to them. So you stay and let them rule and command your life, you would be falling apart of the amount of emotional torture and manipulation that they put you through and they would be all shits and giggles. You aren’t leaving. You’re going to stay here with them through heaven and hell. 

-> Eren, Connie , (ATTACK ON TITAN) Kuroo, Oikawa (HAIKYUU) Naruto, Shikamaru, Itachi (NARUTO) Phinks (HUNTER X HUNTER) Uzui, Shinobu , Daki ( DEMON SLAYER) HAWKS , toga (MY HERO ACADEMIA)

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SADISTIC-  You thought possessive YAN! was bad? Oh…sweetheart here they come…the minute they set their eyes on you you were theirs, and to ensure that they spread lies and cause rumors. Anything to get you alone,by yourself and hurt. Come crawling to them. Stay with them. Never leave them, you have no one else anyways. They will play nice with you, let you think that they are here to protect you that you are safe when you are the farthest thing from it. They will coo at you saying how cute you are, all small and fragile with only them by your side before smashing their fist on your head, they shudder at your pain.Not cause it grosses them out. No! No! Quite the opposite. They are drooling for your despair. Seeing you like this on your knees, tears streaming down your face as you sob in pain. God. How could they not want you? 

They don’t dilute themself into thinking that this is for you or your safety. No, this is for them. They not only blush at the thought of you in pain but also for the fact that it’s because of them. They get off seeing you beg and babble. Gasp and scream for them to stop as you collapse on their cock. They giggle at your fruitless efforts, silly thing, you should know by now that your crying only makes them want to do it more. The power goes to their head, intoxicated at seeing you whimper in fear of them. They love you so much . They want to see you so helpless and out of power. To have your pleasure, pain and thoughts in their hands is nothing but a dream for them.

-> Levi, Zeke (ATTACK ON TITAN) MADARA (NARUTO) FEITAN (HUNTER X HUNTER) Sakusa kiyoomi?? (HAIKYUU) MUZAN (DEMON SLAYER) Dabi, Keigo (MY HERO ACADEMIA) ( ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ I ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʏᴀɴ sᴏ ʜᴏᴛ)

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DELUSIONAL - Anything and everything is the problem but them. It must by the color of his shirt that’s making you look at him with such disgust. Green isn’t his color.. everyone knows that... You love them though. It’s the only explanation for how you act, running away when seeing them, you should be more forward with your feelings! They feel the same way! You’re just playing shy when you were dodging their kisses. 

When you were yelling on how much you don’t want this. Tut, tut. Playing hard to get? We love each other. We’re made for each other. I love you and you love me. Now stop beating around the bush and come here.

“I only hurt you because of my love. My feelings. You feel the same way. You should understand. I’ll make you understand.”

-> Marco, EREN ( ATTACK ON TITAN) Sugawara , Yaku (HAIKYUU) ALSO SAKURA , Lee , Gaara (NARUTO) Shizuku , Cheetu ( I’m sobbing I dont know why I find that cheetah ant so hot)(HUNTER X HUNTER) Tomioka (DEMON SLAYER)

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SAFE GUARD-   Extremely overbearing. Must know where you are at all times, has to not only be aware but also have an opinion in what you are doing. 

“You want to go where? Why? Here with me is perfect. Fine. Stop crying you can go, but I’m coming with you.”

Just accept it. You aren’t shaking them off. They watch, study & perceive, if not for you then for them, for their peace of mind . They love being your knight in shining armor (even though you didn’t need one) your protecter.

They keep you ‘safe’, and that fact alone is their pride and joy. I mean, what would you do without them? You need them. They don’t need you.( that’s what they tell themselves) you should be more grateful.

-> Mikasa , LEVI (ATTACK ON TITAN) Daichi , (HAIKYUU) Itachi , kakashi (NARUTO) Machi , Uvogin, killua, illumi (HUNTER X HUNTER) Akaza , Gyomei (DEMON SLAYER)

( ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs ᴛᴏ @cafekitsune ♡︎) ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ɪғ ᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ ᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙʟᴏɢs ʙʏ ʟɪᴋɪɴɢ, ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢɢɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ! I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ! Dᴏɴᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴇɴᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇǫ!

[importantgalaxyrunaway]

glad to see the sally face fandom is alive on tumblr!

[walmarttrashbag]

sick rn but I still need requests cause I have nothing to do

I do Finn Wolfhard and his characters

I also now take requests for Sal Fisher/Sally Face and Jeff The Killer

If you have other characters you might wanna read dm me and I'll see if I know enough about them. No yandere please, I had someone have me constantly do yandere and now I'm sick of it entirely.

[s3thwrit3sstuff]

❝ I was the boy who was on your side❞

Sal Fisher x transmale!reader | nsfw, angst | reader has had top-surgery & bottom growth | dom. switch. reader | wc: 3k | not proofread

warnings: talks of death, think of Sal as an ex that won’t leave you alone, fingering, shower sex, Sal exhibiting yandere tendencies, mentions of r! taking medication

there’s someone else on your bed. someone whose heart beats steadily in their chest and yet you still feel Sal’s eyes watch you from the corners of the room. worse yet, you feel his ghostly touches on your skin. you crave him even when you can’t touch him, he would apologize but he made a promise to stay by your side no matter what.

authors note: i have no reason for writing this tbh, just wanted to. i hope it's enjoyable tho!

“Do you know what the French call orgasms?”

The sly curl of his lips allows air to be breathed into your lungs. His hands rake down the curve of your back as his teeth chew on his kiss-bruised lip. “The French don’t concern me,” you said. “They should," Calum says with their brows arched haughtily. Leaning up and lifting himself onto his elbows, Calum's aquiline nose bumps into yours. “They’re quite the romantics," Calum frowns as your eyes roll upwards.

“Rude!” his scoff manages to wring a burst of laughter. It’s cut short as he uses this moment to spring upwards, making your body twist in a quick flurry of limbs and sheets that ends with the both of you laughing. The bed squeaks at the force, spring coiling in protests that land on deaf ears. 

Calum's warmth is welcomed. His kisses sweetly call for those praises to be poured from your lips as his hands climb up your forearms until his fingers thread between yours. They grasp firmly. A whisper of his name from you has him grinning toothily, his teeth brushing against your hips as he lowers and lowers and lowers. . .

The sight of his white hair between your legs wasn’t unfamiliar. Nor was it unwanted. His dexterous muscle works on your pulsing cock with fervor. “Fuck, Cal”, he merely hums in acknowledgment. “La Petite Mort”. “. . .Gesundheit?” Calum sucks on your dick meanly. His teeth uncovered and his tongue merciless. The sharp ache of it has you inhaling sharply, thigh tensing and back bowing; the pleasure was enough to ebb all of it away but Calum's wet pout has you puffing out apologies. “It’s French, dumbass”, using his hands now. Calum jerks you off. His knuckles sweetly rub along the sides as lewd noises fill the air. Your body grows lax once again, eyes fluttering shut as you melt on the sheets.

The rain pelting on the windows does little to muffle your noises (though you sincerely hope your neighbours find it sufficient) but the repetitiveness of the raindrops drizzling on glass sinks you into a memory long forgotten. Foggy mornings, squeaky shoes on vinyl floors with equally as squeaky locker door hinges; a hushed whisper of excitement; painted nails with guitar string scars slipping up your shirt as blue eyes dance across your face. “This is where you want to spend your free period in? The dirty bathrooms?” “What?” You remembered saying with your arms wrapped around the neck of the boy you once loved so dearly. The feeling of his choppy haircut along your wrist whispers for you to smooth it out from underneath the straps of his face prosthesis. 

“You too busy or something?” Sal rolls his eye but you still catch the crescent shape it squished into as he smiles. “Sally Face, you got somewhere to be? Can’t even spend your free period with your boyfriend?” he squeezes you closer, slotting you directly against his frame. His belt buckle digs into you a bit but his slender fingers grab a handful of your ass and all is forgotten. “ ‘Didn’t say nothing like that”, his digits stutter as he feels the loosening of his mask but he catches himself as you gaze at him with nothing but adoration. “Good man, Sal”.

The memory fades away as your eyes open, tears brimming and darkening your lashes but not once falling as you groan. Spine twisting, your neck arches as Calum rubs your cock with his thumb while he tells you how delicious you taste. “It means The Little Death, that post-orgasm tingles of unconsciousness."

The idea of an orgasm being linked to death made a delirious giggle slip out. Throwing an arm across your eyes you simply squeezed your thighs together to force Calum's head closer to your boycunt. “You gonna kill me, baby?” Calum's mouth is full of your dick but he doesn’t seem unwilling. The corners of his mouth lift in a grin and he gets to work. 

“Oh shit," your teeth chew on the insides of your cheeks and your arms fly to grasp on the bedsheets as your head turns. Calum's holding your thighs, grip bruising as he devours you like a man starved for weeks. Your vision is hazy. The warbling of shadows slink and rise thanks to the rain, the warm light of the streetlight, and the occasional car that drives past distorts you further as pleasure runs through you like blood through a body. A steady pumping that fills you with warmth and life - not at all anything like death. The French were stupid, you decided. Sex is alive. A beast that languidly stretches itself on chaise lounge chairs with claws so sharp it burns as it cuts; even in passing one-night stands. The beast all but burns.

It's a flame. It’s not death, sex is alive. Mighty and virile. Calum's head between your legs is proof of that and the way your body trembles is proof of that.

Bright lights steer the noise of rubber-crushing gravel onto your street, the ambiance of it allows a face to appear in the corner of your room. For a second, your heart stops and you think that maybe you’d offended Death within your thoughts because sitting in the armchair was Sal. He’s dressed in that sickening shade of orange, his hair looking more green than blue as his mask tilts listlessly. His hands are bound in chains that glint from what little light was flooding through the room but his eyes? They glow in the darkness; they feel accusatory. Panic grips you and you scramble to sit up. Calum chases after you like a hungry dog, tongue out and everything, and gazes up with confusion. Your chest was heaving as you stared at the corner and he kneeled on the bed to squint his eyes at it. The armchair had been picked off the street. Ashley and you revamped it. She said it’d make the room homier while you mused the idea of it being a reading nook. Ultimately, it became nothing more than a place to pile laundry and Calum's guffaws make your cheeks burn in humiliation. “You thought it was a dude sitting there?” “Fuck, maybe? Don’t laugh!” 

Calum grunts as you shove him backward, merely wrapping his arms around you, and his touch burns. Like warm metal scraping on the skin, your gums ache from the sensation. He thinks nothing of it when you push to pin him down, folding his legs until his knees meet his chest. His cock jumps to greet you while he purrs in delight at this familiar position. “You going to fuck me with your dick, scaredy cat?” The pout on your face makes him coo, reaching between his legs to cup your face and pull you down. Once your tongues are tangled and the taste of you mixes with saliva, you dare a sneaky glance toward the corner again. Nothing. No sickly orange or drabe blue-green or accusatory eyes. Just a pile of clean laundry in desperate need of folding. Calum bites down on your lip and you grunt in reply. His bright brown eyes are filled with mirth. He’s caught you sneaking a peek and he is none too shy to tease you about it.

“Hey, I get those jumpscares too sometimes. It happens. Nothing to be embarrassed about, Daddy-o”, he assures with gentle caresses along your jaw and ear.

“Juuust maybe a sign for you to get some chores done so you don’t get a heart attack again, ya’ know, food for thought”. You shift your hips and line your throbbing dick to his sopping hole. The heat of him around your tip has your back rippling and he urges you on with whiny, keening, noises. Calum's at your mercy, filling up with your dick as you mount him. His eyes close and the lovingly bruised neck he has stretches. Your mouth hangs open, and the heat between your legs and the tightness of Calum's have your vision turning fuzzy.

Another car passes. The light washes out Calum's olive-toned skin and for a split second, it’s Sal on the mattress. With his soft tummy and blue-tinted happy trail, the healed acne scars on his chest, and his beautiful face twisted in pleasure. 

“Not too rough. I’m fragile," Sal jested. Even in the dim moonlight, you can tell he’s attempting to cover his facial scars by pressing them into the pillows. Despite how uncomfortable it might be on his sensitive skin. Your frown makes him sigh. It cuts off with a grunt as you slam your hips onto his. "Let me see my beautiful baby." He shivers at your whisper. God, your voice was like lighter fluid pouring over him. Your touches were the fire that ignited his very soul. Every pore and fine hair wants nothing more than to be covered in you; devoured by you. Sal can feel your fingers travel and trace his collarbones, gulping thickly when it encloses around his neck. A sharp intake of breath is all your doing as you squeeze him there. "(Y/N)..."

"Sal." His eyes flutter and your gaze is so overwhelming. He turns to face you, his hair spread out beneath him like a lion's mane. God, he was ethereal. You don't fault him for not thinking the same — the monster that took his mother away from him deserved to burn in hell.

But your Sal was yours. As you cup his face, you can practically feel his heart pounding in his head. There were flashes of teeth where lips should be, and a chunk of his jaw bone was gone which left his face unsymmetrical. His glass eye wasn't as glossy as his real one and you kiss the tears that fall to comfort him. His breath stutters as he feels the strap-on you wore move in tandem with your sweet kisses. Sal grasps at your arms, his painted nails digging into your flesh and you coo at him as you pour your soul into him.

Kissing Sal felt like kissing sunlight. Kissing Calum felt like nothing. Just a pair of lips pressed to yours, opening with his jaw so his tongue could meet yours. His breath puffs into your mouth as your hips grind up into his awaiting cunt. "Fuck, your dick feels good," he grunts out with his head tossed back. He feels like heaven as his sopping entrance squeezes and takes your t-dick. "Yeah?" Calum nods. As if you needed any convincing. The squelching noises your bodies make when you pull back and push back in is enough. Calum's hips canting and thighs twitching were just icing on the cake. "You take me so fucking well. So fucking pretty," your eyes close as your dick bumps with his. They throb together as they slide against each other. It has Calum biting on his lip so hard it threatens to bleed. So you sink back inside of him and he groans. "That feel good?"

Fingers trace your shoulders. Barely there are touches that make the hairs on the back of your neck stand in attention. Your body knows who he is even if your mind tries to deny it. Calum's voice is muffled by the pelting rain and cars passing by. Sal's hand moves to grasp your shoulders, and then the press of his face prosthetic to your nape makes your hips stutter. Those cold lips trace the column of your neck.

His breath makes your ears warm up.

Those familiar hands, with those calloused digits, slip to hold your waist. They settle into your shape, thumb stroking over where your hipbones would be.

"You want me to touch you there, baby?"

"Yes, please, yes," you whimper. Calum is at your mercy as you hand your head down.

He calls out your name as your dick slips out of him but that's cut short by his growl of approval when you start grinding your cocks together.

Sal places his chin to peer down. You can hear the smile he has on his face as he whispers about how hard you are. "Almost there, yeah? That feels good? Fuck, I missed this, missed you. Yeah, come on."

Calum's mumbling about being close and you're on the edge too. Your ghost, your Sal, wraps an arm around your waist and tugs you back towards his chest.

He's there. You can feel him. Feel his body curl over you as his digits slip into you; your walls mold to his shape and they seem intent on not letting him go.

It's so cold, so spine-chilling, but so fucking hot.

Calum moans in pleasure. The sight of him writhing and moaning as he jerked himself off through his orgasm would've made anyone's mouth water.

Your eyes were closed. All you could do to still feel Sal was to drown in his touch.

"Oh fuck —" Sal groans into your ear. Your body shivers, limply leaning against his as he lets you ride out on his fingers. He pumps them, slowly decreasing his pace as you plead for him for more.

Calum grunts as you are laid beside him. The arm that slips over the back of your shoulder forces your eyelids apart. He flinches as you scramble to sit up, once again following your lead and glancing around the room.

"Christ, (Y/N)! Is your house haunted or something? You're starting to scare me," he laughs breathlessly. Your stunned silence does not ease him. When you shove his hand off your shoulder, he furrows his brows and watches you stand to go to the bathroom.

"(Y/N)? Did you take something at the club? Seriously, are you okay?"

"He's a little chatty, huh?"

"I'm fine! I'm fine. I just, I just need a minute..."

His blue eyes narrow as you reach for the bottle of pills you stored in your medicine cabinet. You knew you shouldn't have put it out of sight — object permanence was not something that existed in your brain. If it's out of sight, you tend to forget about it real quick.

"Don't."

You can see his arm on the edge of your sink, his face appearing as he cups your cheeks. The bottle shakes as you back away from him. Sal follows and once again wraps his arms around your waist so you stand still.

"(Y/N)?" Calum calls out.

"Don't."

His eyes were pleading. His tone was nothing short of a beg.

Calum's footsteps grow closer to your bathroom.

Sal strokes your cheekbones as he watches you pop a pill back into your mouth.

"(Y/N)...baby..."

"(Y/N)? Baby?" Calum is there when you open your eyes. He glances at the pill bottle in your hand and you shake your head.

"Sorry, I just...I forgot to take these." Calum busies himself with turning the showerhead on, trying to find the right words to prod for answers. You're thankful for that; you needed to collect your thoughts as well.

"Are they prescribed?" he tests. You nod wordlessly, placing the bottle down next to the sink.

"...Can I ask what they're for?"

You twist the faucet and lean down to splash your face with cold water. He's patient as he stands under the shower. When you straighten up, he reaches his hand out. You take it. His body slots against yours as he kisses your neck and collarbone.

"You don't have to answer — "

"No, no, I...I can answer. They're just for my depression. I kind of had a rough time in college, uhm, it left me in a bad spot." Calum apologizes.

Why is he apologizing?

You catch his lips, murmuring ' It's okay ' as you do. He whimpers in your kiss, wrapping his arms around your neck as you push him to the wall. His legs spread as your knee separates them as he grinds down so sweetly on your knee. You can't shake the feeling of eyes on you. The steam is building up, making the mirror fog up and your heavy breathing isn't helping.

Calum is so pliant this time. No quips or protests. Maybe he feels bad for accusing you of something. Or did he feel bad because you admitted to having a shitty mental state?

He cums on your leg so you praise him for it.

"Do you want me to help you wash up?" You shake your head. He fails to mask his guilt. You're glad he left you alone in the bathroom because the second he closes the door behind him, you're on your knees.

The palms of your hand dig into your eyes as you curl over on the floor. He's there. You know he is. Just watching you from the furthest corner of the bathroom. Kept at bay by some stupid placebo effects.

Ashley would scold you. Probably tell you to tell your therapist that you've been hallucinating your ex-boyfriend.

You know you're not hallucinating though.

You know what he is.

"...I do miss you, I wish you'd stop letting him come over."

"I don't remember you being the jealous type," you reply dryly. Your tears are blending in with the water that cascades down your pathetically curled-up body.

"I love you, (Y/N). We made a promise that we'd never leave each other, remember? So I'm not leaving."

Calum pretends not to hear your laughter. He stares at your bathroom door in worry as he hears it turning into sobbing. His heartstrings were being stretched thin as your sobbing turns ugly.

Every inhale and exhale, rubbing your throat raw as it echoes from the bathroom.

But as Calum stands he's met with the sight of a man dressed in an orange outfit and a haunting mask. The shock was enough to have him fall onto his ass and as he crawls backward, that sickening clinkclinkclink of the man's chains follows.

"What the fuck!? What the fuck!?"

Sal tilts his head, breathing heavily as he wordlessly stares Calum down. Calum turns onto his hands and knees, stumbling over his own feet as he slams your front door open.

Sal shushes you as he gathers you into his arms. Cupping a hand over your eyes he squeezes you close between his legs on the floor of the shower.

You can hear the door slam open, banging onto the wall, but Sal's grip just tightens.

"I've got you. Shh, don't worry, I've got you, baby. Just stay with me."

[itsss4t4n]

Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 19 now and write very rarely) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out or somewhat implied stuff tho).

My writing will be mostly pg 13 but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics, and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders). If its not included I will default it as gender neutral. :)))

I also write poly relationships and AUs.

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher, love triangles.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even though, in my opinion, i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Heartbreak high

Harper Mclean

Quinni Ghallager-Jones

Darren Rivers

Spencer "Spider" White

Anthony "Ant" Vaughn

Malakai Mitchel

Sally face

Sal Fisher

Travis Phelps (male or gn readers)

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Charly Weasley

Bill Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Olliver Wood

Draco Malfoy (+6th year only)

Theodore Nott (+6th year only)

Marauders

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Evan Rosier

Barty Crouch jr

Pandora Rosier

Lilly Evans

Marlene Mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

Sebastian Sallow

Ominus Gaunt

Gareth Weasley

Poppy Sweetings

Imelda Reyes

Die drei fragezeichen / the three investigators

Bob Andrews

Peter Shaw

Justus Jonas

Skinny Norris

Twilight

Jasper Hale

Emmet Cullen

Carlisle Cullen

Esme Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Alice Cullen

Sam Uley

Paul Lahote

Charlie Swan

Leah Clearwater

Jacob Black

Pjo

Let me know if you want book or show

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Clarrisse La Rue

Selena Beauregard

Charles Beckendorf

Ethan Nakamura

Nico di Angelo (no romantic fem readers)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Will Solace

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Hazel Levesque (no romantic)

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Piper Mclean

Magnus chase

Magnus Chase

Samirah al Abbas ( no romantic)

Alex Fierro

Blitzen

Hearthstone

Mallory Keen

TJ (Thomas Jefferson jr)

MCU (Avengers)

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Sam Wilson

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

MJ

Wanda Maximof

Piedro Maximof

Clint Barton

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Kate Bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

Peter Quill

Daredevil (Season 1)

Matt Murdock

Karen Page

James Wesley

X-men universe

Deadpool

Wolverine

Francis

Xavier

Mystic

Angel

Kurt

Venom

Eddie Brock

DC

Harley Quinn

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson (any version, young justice, robin, nightwing,etc.)

Wally West (youngJustice)

Artemis (young justice)

Roy Harper (young justice)

Disney Descendants

Mal

Evie

Carlos devil

Jay

Benjamin Beast

Chad Charming

Audrey Rose

Jane

Lonnie Fa

Uma

Harry Hook

Gil

Rise of red

James Hook

Hades

Bridget

Ella

Cloe

Red

Morgie

Kingsmen

Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

Bette Whitlaw

Oren Lennox

Shane Madej (no romantic fem readers)

June Park

Jennifers Body

Jennifer Check

Colin Gray

Ever after high

all characters

Redacted Audios

(no x reader, just ships)

literally all characters