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 was disappointed with the lack of Sallyface. So I wanted to assist with this by writing my own series of oneshots. Requests are always open! And I will write whatever kind of reader x sally you want I'm not picky. So please do leave a request!

There it was...The hopes and dreams of a new beginning. I am standing in front of the apartment that I am about to call home from now on. It looks shaggy and unkept but I don't mind it. The numbers on the door stare back at me, almost mocking me and my mother about the sad past that we had back in our old place as if it knew what happened. *"204" I mumble under my breath.*

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)

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.

── as the title implies. requests are closed! sally face ─ imagines ©𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 closed.

[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]