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we need more sally face!!!

I got you anon and everyone else who likes Sally Face, just like me 😝😝🙏

I do have a Metal Band Au for Sal (already completely figured out) 🤭 if anyone wants me to post it, let me know if you're interested

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What types of nicknames do they call you the most? + Examples {Sally Face Headcanons}

~Sal Fisher~

"Lovey? Can you come over here for a bit."

"Good morning, sunshine."

"You're doing amazing, sweetheart. I knew you could do it."

"Beloved, I finished the dishes for you so we could watch the movie when you got home. Come on."

"Are you busy, dear? I've been meaning to ask something of you."

~Larry Johnson~

"Come on, babe. We can just stay inside and cuddle. Who'd wanna go outside when you have such an amazing boyfriend by your side?"

"Your cooking will never not amaze me. Like holy cow, muffin!"

"Thank you, honey. I've been meaning to get some snacks soon, but you beat me to it."

"You're the most outstanding person I've ever met, doll."

"Come'n you can do the assignment later, hang out with me instead, hot stuff."

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for all my shigaraki simps/fans, I'll still be posting on @tomurasslutbag my side blog for shigaraki content. I got y'all, I might be slow but I got y'all still 🖤

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I live for these images of Sal <3

[ I preordered the book on Amazon!! I'm excited to get it in September - rahhh!! ]

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its been a hard week so a sal doodle is necessary

my ko-fi

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YOU CAN HEADBANG WITH ANY HAIRSTYLE!!!!

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more progress of the wip I shared a few days ago, why does Aki look so small in Sal's arms?😭 like.. omg, she looks so TINY.

( I headcannon Aki & Sal's height difference. As teens in highschool, they're both the same height just Aki is an inch taller than Sal. As adults Sal is much taller than Aki. )

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seems while Sal was doing his investigation of addison apartments, Aki lost her last quarter in the vending machine - the only time the vending machine was stocked. Rest in peace, quarter.

a rough sketch wip I did a few days ago -✯

(I have so many sketches/doodles of Sal & Aki.. I- I just have a fat crush on Sal still..)

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Hello,

I really hope this gets seen because the majority of my posts don't get seen or they just flop into the endless void. Then again.. I don't really post consistently for people that follow me to see/notice when I do post something on Tumblr. It's understandable. I want to post more, I've just been dealing with life and it's endless struggles.

For awhile now, I've been doing some really heavy thinking. I really love and appreciate all those who've followed me for just Shigaraki Tomura content but.. I'm not happy making Shigaraki content, like, at all. I love the character, he'll always be my favorite character and yes, every so often I'll draw him or make a post about him but.. I'm not happy. I don't want people to JUST follow me for Shigaraki, I mean.. I personally don't mind if they do but I want people to follow me and support me for myself. I want that folks to like/love me for what I do, I want to be able to post my characters I create and share them, yes, I can still do this but.. not alot of people seem to like that very much. It drives my motivation out of the window. As an artist, I should let this stuff get to me but.. I do. If you're wondering.. No, this isn't a late April Fools joke either. I'm genuinely just not happy with making Shigaraki Tomura content all that much nowadays and haven't been for sometime now. I've noticed I'm alot more happier being in the Sally Face fandom/community than the MHA fandom/community.

I also just want to make some changes for myself both as a person and as an artist. I want you all whether you follow me or not, to like and support me for what I do. Yes, you'll see your favorite character(s) again but.. I wanna just do me, do what I do and be happy whilst doing that. I apologize for spitting nonsense on here and rambling on, again. This has just been bothering me for quite awhile and after doing some deep thinking on things.. I feel happier getting this off of my chest.

I'll be trying to post more frequently whether it be wips, sketches, etc. I'll even be trying my best to get back into writing. I'm not great at writing full on fics but.. yeah.

I wish everyone well, I hope someone sees this. Thank you for reading. 🖤

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I keep deleting my posts bc I'm not okay. I made my SF oc a human form. I did this on picrew originally but.. edited it in ibispaint. Here she is, I guess.

I don't post much and my posts keep flopping. That's my fault though, I don't post much to begin with - I'm sorry everyone that follows me. I'm lacking on things.. alot.

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*old art* small dump lol

I hate the last pic, ew. I need to redraw my character (Sal looks good, as always). I just need to redraw everything 😭 it's so cringe ahhh..

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*your caption(s) here* lol

[ old art btw. I never finished this wip and I want to so badly ]

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hello Sally Face fandom, again! 👋🏻

I decided to try drawing more (I'm taking forever on art pieces, too much detail to add). Here's my Sally Face OC/self-interest. I lowkey wish I had piercings, rip.

(I deadass ship Sal w/ my demon oc which is this bitch here. I'll have to do some explaining w/ her) 💙

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Could you maybe write a Sally Face One Shot, where Sal developed a huge crush on reader. But he thinks she doesn’t feel the same way. So he writes a love letter in which he puts no hope in, but then she actually tells him she does feel the same.

Does that even make any sense?😭

Yes…it makes sense and I’m weeping over this omggggg 😭😭😭 bruh this had me screaming and kicking in bed as I wrote it omfgggggg. Sal is pretty smart so I know this mf would write some pretty, thought out, poetic type shit

Notes: gn!reader, established friendship, friends to lovers trope

TW: none, just so fucking sappy and fluffy

Sal x reader- Sincerely Sally 💌

Dear (Y/N),

I want to start by telling you that you’re an amazing friend. I’m beyond grateful we’ve met. You’ve always made me feel so comfortable, so wanted, so important. No words could ever truly explain my feelings for you or the thoughts behind them, but I’m going to try.

Since we met, I’ve seen nothing but good in you and I think you’ve made me good, too. You make me feel good. You make me a better person. I don’t know who I’d be without you, but I know who I want to be now.

I want to be the one on your arm when we walk into a room.

I want to be the one you wake up to every morning and fall asleep next to every night.

I want to kiss you every time we say ‘good bye’ and every time we say ‘hello’ again.

I want to be the one you point to with a smile and say ‘him’ when talking to others.

I want to be the one to hold you when you cry.

I want to be the one to hug you when you’re excited.

I want to go every where you go.

I want to slow dance with you.

I want to head bang with you.

I want to paint with you.

I want to sing to you.

I want to hold you.

I want you.

I love you.

I’m in love with you.

And I’m sorry.

Sincerely,

Sally <3

Sal felt like a total loser while sneaking over to your place, which was just down the street from Todd’s house, and slipping the letter in your mailbox. He felt like he could puke just from writing the letter, there’s no way he could ever say these things to your face. He couldn’t help but hesitate, staring at the mailbox as his heart beat rapidly in his chest. ‘They’re going to hate me. I’m gonna ruin everything. What the hell am I doing?’ Sal thinks to himself, staying frozen in place for a good few minutes as thousands of thoughts race through his mind, shaky hands stuffed in his hoodie pockets.

He jumps a bit when he notices the light in your bedroom flick on through your window. He ducks his head and turns to leave, not wanting to get caught lurking around your house in the middle of the night. As he rushes back home, the panic begins to set in because now he realizes he left it…he left the letter behind. It was done. No turning back. He felt sick to his stomach and like he was already grieving the loss of your friendship.

Sal tip toes back in the house, praying neither Neil nor Todd would catch him sneaking in so late and ask questions. He trudges to his room, shedding his clothes before flopping onto his bed. Sal lays on his side and after taking his prosthetic off, stares at the wall for hours thinking about all the ways this could go wrong, all the ways you could reject him, every excuse and lie he could use later to act like it wasn’t even serious, like it was a dumb joke or something. Finally, after his brain had tortured him enough, he drifts off to sleep just before the sun begins to rise.

~next morning~

‘Holy shit…’ You think as you hold the piece of lined note book paper in your shaky hands. “No way…no way!” A giddy smile grows on your face as you clumsily drop all the other mail you had in your hands, besides Sal’s letter, on the ground and take off running for him. It was early in the morning and you were in pajamas still but nothing could stop you now. His house was not far at all and you were too excited not to immediately run to him and profess your love for him.

You and Sal had been friends almost as long as he has with Larry and Todd. You’ve slowly fallen in love with him just as hard as he has with you- the issue is that you are both dummies and think the other person sees you as a friend and a friend only. You’d find yourself dreaming of Sal, not knowing he was dreaming of you too. You’d absentmindedly doodle his name on piece of paper and blush, he’d find a strand of your hair on his shirt and smile so big under his mask. You two have been pining for so long but both so afraid to wreck the relationship you already have. Eventually, Sal felt like he couldn’t get anything done, couldn’t focus on his studies or the ghosts or even eating throughout the day. His brain was full, flooded even, with thoughts of you. He just had to get it out, he had to say it to you now or he would be haunted by it forever. Unbeknownst to Sal…you felt the exact same way.

Bouncing up to his doorstep with an uncontrollable smile on your face, cheeks aching and turning red, you knock on the door and ball your fists up out of excitement. Finally, Todd answers the door, smiling at you before greeting you. “(Y/N)! What are you doing here so early? We-“ “Sal! I-I’m sorry. I need to talk to Sal.” You interrupt, your crazy smile making Todd chuckle softly just as Neil comes up behind him. “Morning, (Y/N)! Sal isn’t up yet. He’s still-“

You weren’t trying to be rude, you adored Todd and Neil but you were currently completely 100% hyperfixated on the sleeping blue haired poet behind the door at the end of the hall way and you just had to see him immediately. “I-I’m sorry…” You laugh softly as you push past them, sprinting for his door, gripping the knob excitedly before swinging the door open. The sound of the door swinging back against the door frame stirs Sally from his sleep, making him groan and glance over at the doorway. Before he can react to you being in his bedroom, in your pajamas still with bed head and an adorable love sick smile on your face, you’re jumping into his blankets with arms wide open. As you practically belly flop on top of him, he huffs softly then chuckles, groggily blinking at you.

“Uh…morning…” He mumbles just before you place the folded love letter on his chest, giving him a small smirk. His eyes open wider now, his prosthetic eye not in its usual socket. Sal scrambles nervously to sit up more, his breath hitching in his throat. He was so half asleep for a moment there, he had forgotten all about the letter he planted in your mailbox last night. “Oh I uh….yeah uh-uhm-“ Sal can’t seem to move his mouth correctly, can’t focus his brain on the words he wants to say. And he just breaks down even more when he realizes you’re in his bed, still in pajamas with the cutest messiest bed head. He can’t deal with the cuteness and his gnawing anxiety…So you speak up instead.

“I love you too.” You smile sweetly before pulling yourself up closer to his scarred face and rubbing your nose against his. Sal lets out a whiny little hum as he lets his nervous hands very slowly move up to rest on your back, smiling like a sappy dork as he hugs you softly. He’s not sure what exactly he was expecting to happen after giving you that letter but this is most definitely the best case scenario. “Let’s just…fucking kiss already.” You say with a cheeky smile, eyes half lidded as you lean in closer. Sal sucks in a breath before letting his eyes close along with yours, pursing his lips out as his hands move up your arms and to your cheeks. His big palms caress your face so perfectly, his thumbs sliding back and forth over your skin as you lock lips, gently moving your mouths together as soft sighs leave both of you.

As his hands pull your face closer, your hands wander up and down his bare arms, legs tangled up in his blankets along with him now, you couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh against his lips. “I’m glad you finally told me…that letter was so beautiful.” You whisper, lips gently ghosting against his now. Sal keeps his eyes closed but smiles brightly. “I wrote 153 of those letters.” He confesses, face burning bright red. “No you didn’t.” You scoff, looking down at him, finding this fact hilarious and also adorable and flattering.

“Oh yes he did!” Todd and Neil are leaning in the open doorway. Oops…you got so excited you didn’t shut the door behind you when you ran in. “Proof!” Neil laughs out loudly as he points to Sal’s trash can in the corner of the room, overflowing with balled up pieces of paper. You laugh as you look over, Neil and Todd laughing along with you. Sal drapes an arm over his face, trying to hold back his flustered smile and embarrassed expression. “Stoopppp.” He complains before you’re standing and playfully glaring at the two boys in the doorway. “That’s enough teasing. Shoo!” You grin at Todd before shutting the door on them and turning back to Sal.

“153, huh? Wow. That’s some dedication, lover boy.” You climb back into his bed, sitting cross legged beside him. “Why didn’t you just tell me in person, Sal? Would’ve been way easier.” You scoot closer to him and run your fingers through his tangled hair. “Uh, I totally disagree. I nearly had a panic attack just putting that letter in your mailbox and then having to walk away from it.” A laugh rings out from you as you toss your head back. “Ha! So, What? You’re afraid to say you love me but not afraid of ghosts or demons or cults?” You taunt him before leaning over to rest your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes for a second. “You’re strange. And I love that about you.” You rest there with him for a moment before a fantastic idea hits you, making you sit up and gasp excitedly.

“Can I read the other ones too?!” Before Sal can answer, you’ve jumped up and ran to the rejected pile of love letters in the corner. “No! (Y/N)! No no nononononono!” Sal jumps up and runs to tackle you, his face blushing so red from his ears and down his neck. You laugh loudly as he wraps his arms around your waist and tries to pull you away from all the other embarrassing things he wrote and considered saying to you. “They’re…in the trash…for a reason!” He laughs and huffs as you you push forward, trying to reach even just one crumpled up piece of paper. “Pleeaaassseeeee?” You plead but your strength leaves you as Sal tickles you and has you cackling on the ground instantly.

And the next 10 minutes are spent wrestling with him on the floor of his bedroom while laughing like drunk idiots and occasionally pressing a kiss to the other’s lips. Eventually, you do get ahold of a few of the discarded love letter drafts and they are either like Shakespeare poetry type shit, or so fucking dorky and corny, full of puns and shit. Larry probably tried to help him with that one lol

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ponytown has officially made me addicted to it. I love playing that silly little game so much, it makes me happy 🫶🏻

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Twice>>>Shigaraki 🤷‍♀️

Literally anything>>>you

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he looks so gorgeous, love the art style so much!! 🥰❤️🖤✨

piss fart lmao

It's with drawings like these that I realize that I actually have made progress with my work :) even if the one I picked for this is literally infantile from like 5 years ago LOL

I tried to make this resemble the original and boy was it hard. even if it is just a colored sketch.. since the colors I picked were just... they're too much, man. I tried to make it work.

I was also apparently proud of the 2018 one when I made it since it was in the file name........