everything was blue... his pills, his hands, his jeans... ... and he's blue Completed 6-2-19✓ * sequel :" angel under the mask " out now! °this story takes place in current times, instead of the late 80's early 90's as the game takes place, and they're all seniors in high school° !!!!!!!!!!!!!! #1 in Sallyface !!!!!!!!!!!!!! #1 in sallyfacexreader ❤️ #10 in sallyface (1.17.19) #18 in sallyface (1.11.19) #21 in sallyface (12.23.18)

── i know im super late and the fandom is probably nonexistent and dead now but let me live, im going thru that post-banana fish depression banana fish ─ oneshots ©𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 discontinued / hiatus

I am not here to play the same game. I am not here to join the same fight. I am not here to witness the same blood. I am not here to breathe the same air. I am here to live me. I am here to leave me. Phillautia, is this love? ****** An aspiring young scientist, (Y/N) steps into America in attempts to study at Harvard. However, the god of misfortune takes a liking to her. With the unlucky events that follow, one after another, she opens up to her inevitable past. This is her story. This is your story. "Phillautia, I love myself." ***** WARNING: GANG VIOLENCE, UNCENSORED SWEARING I DO NOT OWN the cover photo, if you know who drew it please let me know haha. If the artist sees this, feel free to contact me to remove it or credit it etc :) I DO NOT OWN BANANA FISH (I mean, bruh...)

look don't judge me I was looking for some for..... research purposes and found a very small amount so.. I guess you can send me like request for characters or story ideas. But yeah I think thats is mainly gonna be Sal x Reader shit so

Don't listen to her. the death was instant, they said. but you can still smell the rot and shit, the smell of the car. Stop listening to her. the mans pulpy remains, the brain stuck in your hair. he was going too fast. She won't stop speaking, taunting. now here you are, in your grandmothers apartments ready to start anew. The two boys intrigue you, but will they be like every other male you have met? will they run their fingers up your spine, whisper sweet nothings- that make you want to vomit? hopefully, you can wash away your past. like that of writing in the sand; cleansed by the sea.

[ discontinued; sorry! ] I borrowed AbbieVanityCakes' approach to the Stages of Love, so enjoy your love story with each Sally Face character! Disclaimer, I do not own Sally Face! I merely like writing fanfiction about it ^^

I don't own any photos unless I state otherwise (i seriously doubt I'd put my own art in here anyways Sksksk) Idk if I'll keep it as a one shot or develop a full story so please give me feedback

[ ON HOLD ; indefinitely ] Feel free to request your very own one shot! I may do some of mine if I ever get bored, but do request! Please note that this will be a Modern AU, and there are times that I may dodge the canon plot where everything goes to shit. But if requested that I stay along the plot, I'll gladly do so! Disclaimer, I do not own Sally Face! I merely like writing fanfiction about it ^^

"A paint spray shaking in the dark brought him out of his trance. Someone was painting on the wall of an alleyway and Ash was sure he had seen her before." WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes.

An alternative ending where Eiji saves Ash at the last minute before bleeding out. Since he's powerless in a wheelchair he has help, of course.