Not Beating The Robofucker Allegations Tonight

the gods know what you’ve done.

Smoking sessions

Sal fisher x reader x Larry Johnson

Art credit to: @plusvanity

Smut-Drabble:

None of you really spoke on what the three of you were. No one would act how they did when the sun came down, and everyone got off of work.

Larry would be the first to sit down and set everything out on the table. Rolling up a blunt in a way that seems out of character for his easy going, laid back nature. Folding the paper aggravated, yet skilled as he’s done many times before.

You would sit down beside him secondly. Sinking into the couch as you Watched Larry play with the lighter with his calloused finger tips. holding the rolled up paper to his lips. he inhaled deeply, then held his breath for a mere minute, then exhaled through his nose. The smoke vapor looked almost hypnotic to you as it danced into the air softly. It’s sight you can’t get enough of, even though you’ve seen him do this multiple times before.

Sal would be last to join. Changed into a loose wife-beater and some sweat pants. his mask off. You and Larry where the very few people who get to see him like this. it almost made you feel honored in some sense. He would sit on the end of the couch to watch Larry give you the blunt and would help you count from inhale, hold, to exhale. Larry’s hands would be lazily draped around you as you passed the joint to sal. Sally would hit it differently than larry, he would inhale, hold it, then would lay back in the couch as he didn’t really exhale, but let the smoke deep out of his mouth and nose as he talked to Larry.

Sal would reach his hand over your head to pass it back to Larry as the cycle would start over. They’d both would get more progressively handsy with you. Larry’s hands resting on your inner thigh. And Sals hand would slide up your back from under your shirt. You would let them touch you, not stopping them as they carried their conversation.

after your third or fourth hit, your shirt would have been discarded. you’d be left in just your panties. leaning back into Sal as he palmed at your breasts as Larry would slide off the couch. Lowering his head between your thighs. He Engulfed his tongue into your wet cunt. You whimper and moan into sals mouth as he explored yours with his tongue, you could feel his tongue piercing and fingertips discover your body and skin.

That’s it I go to bed now <o^o>

ngl when i first cut my hair it made things worse because it emphasized my feminine features, I keep my hair long now because somehow it frames my face and makes me look more masculine. still dont pass, but I will soon with healthcare

Being trans has two sides.

One side says I need to look like a mixture of Hunter Sylvester, Larry Johnson, and Heavy.

The other side says "If you grow your hair out you look too girly"

And its ANNOYING

hiiii!!! it's me againn💃💃

my work ate i think all of my time☠️ BUT i finally ended my FAV #salvis art!!

my hyperfixation will never die lol btw i would like to see ur comments/reposts! it really motivates me sooo much💔

thanks for reading! love u!

Nevermind i'm scared sorry

I don't believe we've met

"Hello."

MY SHAYLA!

"it was in 2020" oh so like a year or so ago. a couple years. im sorry 5? did you just say five? five years ago ?

I do 😩

What if Sally face was actually freaky face and Sal sucked toes and threw it back

status update hope my next breath is my last 🫶