( bit of a trigger warning: this is a psychotic killer. He does bad things. He abuses people. He hurts the ones he loves and slaughters the innocent... So yeah.. Brace yourself) (Also, all the photos are not mine i found them on google images.. Jeff the killer is not my creation I'm Not sure who created him but its not me, don't sue me) " I love you.." Your hips rocked on Jeff's in rhythm. You waited for him to say it back but it never happened. Jeff dug his nails into your soft flesh and counted to go harder. You cried out in pain as you grabbed the sheets, digging your nails into them, balling them up in your fists tightly, pulling them. Jeff took this as a sign of go harder. You felt tears prick your eyes. You're not sure if it was pain or sensory overload, a couple of tears ran down your cheeks and you just accepted it. " i love you!" You cried out loudly. Feeling it shoot through the heaviness of the situation. "J-Jeff.." You moaned as he pushed your face into the mattress, and continued on. Tears covered your face and you were in a considerable amount of pain but you wanted to please Jeff, so you let him continue. You always wanted to please Jeff. Ever since you first met him. "Whose a good girl?" He yanked your hair back and counted at a steady pace. " you're still with me right..?" You gave out a little whine as you layed there on the line of bliss and insanity. You panted like a dog as Jeff laid panting beside you. You quickly clung to him, wrapping your arms around his strong sweaty frame. "I love you.." You said again placing kisses on his cut cheeks and neck "Huh..?" He glanced over at you. " yeah.. Yeah.." you sat back up on his lap. It seems the only way you could get him to say it back was.. " love you too..." He ran his hands up your legs again. Was sex..

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

┆𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘐 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘚𝘦𝘦 𝘔𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘈 𝘉𝘰𝘺 𝘈𝘵 𝘈𝘭𝘭?!┆ ㅤ𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: Explicit Content such as strong language and sexual behaviour; misgendering. A slow-burn romance slice of life between you and Sal Fisher. It takes place between The Bologna Incident and The Trial. It's set in modern times and all of (Y/N)'s characteristics and personality traits are implied, except for: You are oblivious! But that's for plot purpoises so don't take it too hard on me. No paranormal stuff so our Sal (and basically everyone else) doesn't have to die + canon divergences. The title is actually a reference to the Mother Mother's song. ㅤ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝟏𝟎/𝟏𝟖/𝟐𝟐. ㅤ 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝟎𝟗/𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟑.

a girl with natural dark red lips and attachment issues meets a boy with natural blue hair who aches to be loved. (tw: this story contains themes such as depression, anxiety, mentions of suicide, explicit sex scenes, cheating and extreme violence. please do not read if you don't feel comfortable with those!)

[Sal Fisher x Female Reader] Hell Fest AU For Sally Face, Hell isn't a place, it's a feeling. The feeling of emotions clashing, the urge to scream or fight back, and making one crave for an escape. This unnerving feeling is hard to experience, but it was harder to keep it all in. After years without communication, Sal Fisher receives an invite by his friends. They will spend Halloween at the well-known horror park-Hell Fest. There, he will face his childhood friend, the reader, along with the dark past with her. Horror, pain, despair...and murder is set loose. Hell is here. *** This fanfic is inspired from the movie "Hell Fest" by Gregory Plotkin. It doesn't fully follow the movie's flow, but it would be better if you watch the movie first before reading this! I do not own any of the characters. Sally Face Characters are owned by Portable Moose (Steve Garby). Photo by sergio souza from Pexels NOTE: This story does not follow the game's timeline and will have multiple endings. It will contain gore, violence, and stalking. [COMPLETE]

When you move to Nockfell, you definitely don't expect what's waiting for you there. Even after what life has put you through, continues to put you through-Sal Fisher is definitely the most exciting thing yet. But nothing is as easy as you'd hope, and your past comes back to haunt you in multiple ways. WARNINGS; smut, violence, gore, language, sexual assault, eating disorders, underage drinking, underage use of drugs, underage smoking, etc.

Previously known as Motherf*cker! ⚠️THIS STORY IS 18+ -- When life gives you lemons, you squash those fuckers and move on- -and that's exactly the type of motto that Y/n L/n has adopted. Life has been tough and y/n's had enough of it. Day after day, she watches her old friends from Nockfell spend their days having fun with each other in the best way possible, which just so happens to be in front of millions of people. Her friends are streamers. But her friends have a new addition- some guy called Sally Face. He's the most popular streamer in the group, which also includes Larry, Ash, and Todd. Sally Face is hot. He's mysterious. He's charming. He's funny. He's dark. And the best part? He's a fucking dick. ----- Sal Fisher X fem!reader :P

"You thought the mask was to protect the world from my face. But it was always to protect you from what's inside my head." Sal x Reader x Larry **Trigger Warning** This story contains explicit content including heavy drug use, graphic violence, trauma, psychological manipulation, toxic relationships, detailed sexual scenes (BDSM, Angst themes, powerplay), suicidal thoughts, self-harm, blood, and death. Very dark and explicit - not for sensitive readers. **Short Summary** In the rundown Addison Apartments, traumatized newcomer Y/N collides with enigmatic Sal Fisher and his friends-Larry, Ash. What starts as flirtatious, drug-fueled chaos spirals into a dangerous game of power, obsession, and buried secrets. Y/N pushes every limit, but Sal sees right through her-and he has demons of his own. Amid violet lights, parties, and forbidden touches, a destructive connection ignites that could save them... or break them forever. A dark, explicit Sally Face fanfiction about control, desire, and the thin line between love and ruin. DISCLAIMER: This is a non-profit fanfiction based on "Sally Face" by Steve Gabry / Portable Moose. I do not own Sal Fisher, Larry Johnson, Ashley Campbell, the Addison Apartments, Nockfell, or any original elements from the game. No copyright infringement is intended. All rights belong to the creator. This work is transformative and for entertainment only.

Sal x Reader x Larry **TW: #smut #drug use #mature themes #trauma #self-harm #dissociation #panic attacks #violence #strong language** **Short Summary** At 18, Y/N moves into the Addison Apartments for a fresh start with no rules. When her move is delayed, she crashes at Larry Johnson's basement apartment. The story follows Y/N's chaotic friendships, attraction, and tension with Larry and Sal (Sally Face), set against parties, drugs, trauma, and the desperate attempt to outrun the past-while the shadows of the apartments close in tighter. **Disclaimer:** This is an unofficial fanfiction based on *Sally Face* by Steve Gabry (Portable Moose). All characters, locations, and elements from the original game belong to their rightful owners and are used here fictitiously and non-commercially. This transformative work claims no official connection to the canon and is for entertainment only.