Sally X Reader Oneshots

🎨Painting 🖌

Your P.OV
Your boyfriend Sal was sitting across from you. You couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as you saw him looking at you.
He looked almost frantic as he let his eyes dart back and forth from the canvas in front of him to your face. You couldn't help but change your expression. "Y/n it's really hard to do your face when you keep changing expressions" my blue haired lover says quietly. "I'm sorry Sal" I say in sympathy. I tried to stay as still as possible but my mind was running wildly. Sal has gotten inspiration from Larry to paint more. I am utterly flattered that he has chosen to paint me.

Sal's P.O.V
I was becoming increasingly frustrated. A feeling that I am not all too familiar with. I'm taping in with my emotions as much as I can but this painting still doesn't seem good enough to even depict y/n. I sigh and keep going in with more detail.
-a few hours later-
Still Sally P.O.V
I'm nervous to show Y/N the portrait I've painted of her. Of course I painted her because she's my girlfriend but I mostly did it because of what my best friend Larry has said to me. I can hear his voice echo through my head "Great art doesn't need to be beautiful as long it conveys genuine emotion". And nothing could be more real or genuine than my love for Y/N. After a little more fussing over the appearance of my painting I finally call it quits I tell my girlfriend she can stop posing.

Your P.O.V
Sally allows me to move now that he's done. I get up and try to peek at the painting he's made. But he seems to tense up and block it from my sight. "What's the matter, Sal? I just sat there in the same position for 3 hours and I can't see what my portrait looks like?" I say sternly.

Sal then turns me and says "I'm not very proud of my work".
After a few minutes of convincing him he finally lets me peer at the painting of myself.
I gasp lightly at the sight of it. It's not perfect but it's good nonetheless. He added immense amount of detail and you really can tell he was in no rush. "Sally this is beautiful" I exclaimed. His ears turned bright red as i gushed about how much I loved it and loved him.

I made my way over to him and lifted his mask. I couldn't help but blush. He was a work of art but yet he was painting me. I started to kiss him. Shoving my lips against his soft ones. I twirled one of his pigtails as I did this. My other hand on his shoulder. Sal wanted to deepen the kiss slightly and I let him. I could feel his hands on my hips he was pressing on them to urge me to sit on his lap. That's where I cut the kiss off not letting it get more intense than it already was. I looked at him and he was red and slightly out of breath. He reached over trying to grab his prosthetic but you stopped him by lightly grasping his wrist and shaking your head. "Pose for me babe" you say close to his face. He stutters out a "why?" And you quietly reply "because I think you're beautiful" he was clearly getting flustered. You gave him a little peck on the lips then you sat across from him going to town on your canvas.
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Hello again it is I the writer. Sorry this one is short af
I was wondering if anyone would want me to do headcannons too ? If so then should I do it in this series or another?
Also someone plz help my soul and request