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)

ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ʀᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ꜱᴀʟʟʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ...ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟʏ ɢᴏ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ? ᴛᴡ: ᴄᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ, ꜰᴀɴ ꜱᴇʀᴠɪᴄᴇ, ᴇᴛᴄ. (ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜰᴜʟ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ(ꜱ))

(Y/n) (L/n) has lived in the Addison Apartments for most of her life. She has to admit it gets pretty boring there, but when a strange boy with blue pigtails and a prosthetic face moves in things change. She never really was one to believe in the paranormal either until she ended up witnessing it herself.

fem narrator leaves for college and meets ash, sal, and larry. a coming-of-age story that follows the friends in their day to day lives. lots of friendly banter and romantic tension. nsfw warnings here and there. slight larryxreader tension in the beginning but i promise it's salxreader! cover is art from xabermix on ig!

[ 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 ^^

NOTE: This fic has been discontinued as I have made a new version of it. Check it out from my profile! ❝aut simul stabunt aut simul cadent❞ You remember crying out as you reach towards the door. When the lever had been pulled, your whole world crashes right before your eyes. Then you wake up, having arrived in Nockfell. ❝Pain. Death. Suffering. When will it ever end?❞ 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. [[ SPOILER WARNING: There are spoilers if you haven't played the entirety of Sally Face! ]] 𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿 : I do not own Sally Face, it is owned by PortableMoose (or Steve Gabry). All I own are my own characters, the plot, and the cover.

You are a Twitch streamer whose appearance is unknown to your viewers (hiding behind a virtual persona), Sally Face is a YouTuber whose famous for his gaming content (as well as his iconic prosthetic). The two of you are quite the duo in the gaming community- especially when it comes to being shipped by your mutual fans. Everything becomes quite a mess when both YouTubers are interested in each other, but are often foiled by miscommunication as a misunderstanding tries to tear you apart. Right, and there's that hacker who may or may not have tracked your identity and is willing to reveal it to the internet. Oh, to be an online personality. 【Sally Face Youtube/Twitch AU!】 【Characters are aged up】 【I do not own Sally Face, but I own the plot and other characters】

[ 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 ^^

Your only friend was Larry. Not many kids wanted to socialize at the apartments. You lived in room 401. 402 was always empty, until one day, someone moved in, and that person was a boy name, Sal Fisher. He wore a prosthetic mask after an incident happened when he was younger. When he moved in, You were hanging out with Larry at the time. When Sal introduced himself to Larry and you, a friendship blossomed. Though, it was more than just a friendship to you. (Sorry, I'm bad at writing descriptions) (Cover Art does not belong to me)

Change was something you couldn't deal with. You found comfort in routines, and things happening without at least a two weeks warning terrified you. When a stranger moved to the apartments, you found things changing too much. There was suddenly demons and ghosts and cults. It was all too much. But the strange boy was someone you found comfort in. He didn't change. You found yourself enjoying his presence, and not hating it. (Reader uses gender neutral pronouns, so guys, gals and non-binary pals can read! Will contain spoilers)