Warning: NSFW (18+):

Warning: NSFW (18+):

Alright, y'know how I've drawn Sal beefed up well.. I do like the idea of that's him in an alternate universe where he's released from prison and he's done some MAJOR changes like.. DAYUM, my man was spending his time working out or he just really got into weight training in college (I've done weight training classes before heh).

But.. hear me out on this one:

Beefy Sal holding down his s/o while he pounds into them. Beefy Sal holding you in a full nelson, making you take him in a reverse cowgirl or regular or him holding you against while he goes to town inside you. If you have guests over in the other room, not to worry! Sal would cover your mouth with his hand, such a thoughtful guy.

✯Bonus: Beefy Sal has you ride him and while riding him you squeeze his muscular tits, I'll leave it up to you on whether he loves it or not, heh~

fursona hair update! my homie dyed my hair yesterday and I'm in love <3 had to change my fursona's hair. (irl pic of me). ↓

Sal Fisher (Sally Face) cosplay at SacAnime 2024! 💙

[ the first two pictures are from day 1, the third pic is today's pic, day 2 of the con! hopefully I'll have more pics as Sal ]

I want to draw more self ship art between of my self insert/oc and Sal Fisher but.. to be honest.. I just feel embarrassed even posting art of the two together being lovey and kissy or whatever.. I just don't think anyone wants to see that, I understand following an artist for specific things/content but.. I want to post this stuff because it comforts me but I don't want to force people to like my art that consists of my self insert/oc and sal

Just found you and I love your writing so much! But it got me thinking! Sal with a teasing and cheeky s/o that just enjoy and think is cute he getting all flustered and shy ? Like, whispering/moaning against his ear, using clothing that he likes on them ( reveling or not, you choose), bending over, making flirty/suggestive jokes to him and then just enjoying he getting all hot a bother from that. Thank you alot!

warnings: nsfw

Sal was a patient guy. There wasn't a lot that phased him too much. He'd talked to ghosts, he could take some teasing. Coincidentally, his significant other happened to be especially flirty.

He had met you two years ago by chance. As luck would have it, you two had the same exact coffee order. He ended up grabbing yours, you ended up snatching it out of his hands when you saw your name peeking out on the sticker, he had basically jumped out of his skin as you cried about how tired you were from cramming, and he had offered to buy you more shots of espresso. As it turned out, you were a lot more pleasant when fully rested. You two went out for a coffee date a few days later, and it just kind of clicked from there. His mellow personality seemed to meld well with your more mischievous one. You didn't have a problem standing up for him when someone made a rude comment about his appearance, and Sal found that you and Larry made for an interesting duo.

When the two of you were in the comfort of your own home, you'd tease Sal relentlessly. A lot of the times, he'd simply chuckle and place a kiss on your cheek. Sometimes though, if the time was right, he'd be a bit more assertive.

You knew just what he liked. He liked those socks that went all the way up to your thighs, paired with those spandex-like shorts that was basically a silhouette for your ass. You had waltzed into the living room wearing just that and climbed on top of him, staring at him face-to-face as you straddled his waist. He had put down the game he was playing and gulped. Twirling a strand of his blue hair in between your fingers, you leaned down to plant a feathery kiss to his neck. Your hands had made their way down to his black sweater, lifting it up just barely and running your hands over his sides.

His eyes were darting, unsure of where to look. By now, you could definitely feel how hard he was beneath you. But when you looked at him like that, what were you expecting? You pulled away, as if you were staring at your handiwork. He had already gotten so nervous, hands fidgeting, unsure of where to put them. He could barely maintain eye contact, and he was licking his lips periodically.

"You're so cute, Sal," you purred, kissing his lips sweetly before standing. Before you could even get off of the couch, Sal had twisted his body to pin you down beneath him. His hands held your wrists above your head, and his hair was almost long enough to tickle your face as he looked down at you.

"You always..." he took a deep breath, eyes hardening. "You always do this. What are you wanting? When you do that?" He didn't wait for a response, instead biting harshly at your neck and pulling your pants down low enough to expose you. He pulled them off, throwing them to the ground.

Sal, in terms of oral sex, was definitely more of a receiver than a giver. As much as you loved his face when you sucked the sensitive tip of his dick, Sal enjoyed receiving. When he was the one receiving, he felt as if he was being selfish.

You bit the skin of your finger as he looked up at you from his position, small moans emitting from the back of your throat. He didn't spend too much time before he inserted two fingers inside of you, moving upwards to kiss you as he fingered you. He loved hearing your saccharine sweet moans as he kissed you. He was hasty, barely wasting time on foreplay before he spit in his hand, coating the length of his dick with spit before pushing himself inside of you. He watched, almost smugly, as your eyes squeezed shut and you let out a moan.

"Fuck, baby...Just let me take care of you, sweetie..." he whispered in your ear. Your arms had wrapped around his neck, pulling him close to you as he pounded into you at a fast rhythm. "You're always...always getting me so worked up. Is that because you love me, baby? Do you love it when I fuck you like this, when I take control?" His words came out breathy, but you still nodded up at him vigorously. "Let me hear it...Let me hear you say it."

"Fuck, I—! I fucking love..." Sal kissed your neck, letting you take your time. "I love your cock, so fucking much. I love it when you fuck me like this! Oh my god—!" Sal kissed you, his hands just below the curve of your back as you arched up into him.

"You're all mine," he breathed out. "Mine, mine. I get to fuck you like this..In our home, on our couch. Because you're mine, and I'm...Haah...I'm yours, darling." He showered you with praises as you came around his cock, holding you close. Still, even if he was being sweet, he didn't give you time to ride out your orgasm as he fucked you harshly before finally cumming inside of you. He kissed you as he did so, whispering small words of affirmation. When he finally pulled out, he watched smugly as his cum dripped out of you, and you laid there breathless.

When it came down to it, no matter how much you teased him, you would always be his, and he would always be yours.

GUYS. . .

I have obtained the sal fisher, sally face pajama pants!! my ass is gonna be looking so hot, I don't know if I'll serve in these 😫😭💙