#by issie

[irisandtheflash]

BARRY ALLEN AND IRIS WEST-ALLEN | THE FLASH, Season 9, Episode 11, "A New World, Part II"

[albon-no]

i need them to bring back a yellow team purely for graphics purposes

[kissesforjackie]

the double orpheus and eurydice symbolism!!!! what do you MEAN mark might have kept going if gemma hadn't turned around and made him realise this isn't what he wants!!!!!! what do you MEAN mark might have kept walking if he hadn't turned and seen helly behind him!!!!!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!!!!!

[issysh3ll]

Wrestle ☆ Chris Sturniolo

Summary: You challenge Chris to a wrestling match but it turns into more Warnings: Smut, wrestling, kissing, grinding, dry humping, oral sex, drool, cum shot Wordcount: 910 This is based on one of my daily drabbles. I’m going through them and slowly turning them all into fics

"You are not stronger than me!" The words leave your lips as a screech, breaking over the sound of WWE playing from the TV. The brown haired boy sitting opposite you on the couch folds over in laughter at your outrage, collapsing to the floor as you attack him with popcorn kernels from the bowl beside you.

"Kid, I could take you down with no effort." Chris declares, pulling himself back up from the floor to stand in front of you.

Realistically you know he's right. But you've backed yourself into this position and you refuse to admit defeat. So, of course, you have to double down.

"I'd win in a wrestling match. Come on." Standing from the couch, you meet Chris's surprised look with a challenge. Your bodies are close, only inches apart as you issue the challenge. You're determined to prove yourself right. Even as you see something flicker in his blue eyes, even as your chest squeezes tightly.

"I'm not going to—” Chris's protest is cut short as your hands shove against his chest, your foot hooking behind his knee to trip him to the ground. Air knocks out of his chest with a thud as his back hits the carpet.

Following him down, you drop your knees on either side of his waist and reach up to pin his hands. With one weak thrash, Chris gives up and flops his head back against the floor.

"I told you! I'm stronger." You declare, wriggling around in his lap in an excited happy dance.

A small pained groan from Chris interrupts your celebration and he screws his eyes shut, “s-stop moving around, kid.”

Worried that you’re hurting him, you quickly shuffle off his hands and go to stand up, but as soon as Chris’s hands are free again he grabs onto your hips, holding you in place.

With one brow raised in confuion, you look down at him and open your mouth to ask if you’re hurting him, but his eyes drop closed again and another groan escapes his mouth.

This time you realise it’s not pain, and when his hips roll upwards ever so slightly you feel the source of his problem poking into you through his sweat pants. A hard bulge ruts against your ass in a subtle thrust.

"Oh..." you breathe.

Muttering a quiet sorry, you try again to climb off his lap to let him recover, but his hands tighten around your hips. Blue eyes blink up at you in question.

Oh.

"Chris... d'you want me to..."

The grip on your hips rocks you subtly back and forth again as he offers a weak nod. "Yeah..."

Carefully, you replicate his earlier motion, rolling your hips ever so slightly back to meet him. The same tortured groan rumbles through Chris's chest and this time you feel the sound tug at something inside you, urging you on.

Your movements gain more confidence as you continue, pushing back onto the throbbing bulge in his sweatpants firmly, grinding down against him. With each groan he releases, something in your chest pulls tighter.

"Fuck..." Chris curses, draping an arm over his face to hide his tortured expression. His hips rut up to meet your grinding, both your movements becoming more confident. Another groan leaves Chris’s lips, more tortured than before. "Shit, this was a bad idea... I want to kiss you."

"Do it." Your response surprises you both, but you mean it. "We've come this far... may as well."

There's a beat of hesitation as your words sink in, but then quickly Chris whips his arm away from his face and tugs you down to meet him. Your lips crash together messily, hips still rocking back and forth.

The squeeze in your chest pulls tighter. Soft moans and groans rumble between your mouths as your hips begin to move more erratically. There’s a desperation to Chris’s movements now. His hands grip at you like a lifeline, his breaths break between kisses.

“F-fuck,” Chris groans again, “Shit I’m close— I don’t wanna cum in my pants.”

In one quick movement you shuffle off Chris’s lap and move between his legs instead. Your fingers hook under the waist of his sweatpants and hastily tug them down. A throbbing length bobs out, smacking against your chin as you grin at the sight before you. “So cum in my mouth instead.”

Your words elicit a loud moan from Chris. His hard length twitches as your tongue pokes out, licking against his tip. With a grin, you pump your hand along his length, holding your mouth open to receive his load.

Almost immediately a thick stream of white cum spurts out of Chris. The salty liquid coats your tongue, spraying into your mouth as he throbs in your grip.

Once his twitching relents and the final drops of his cum have been painted over your tongue, you release him. With a massive grin on your face you hold your tongue out, letting him see the mess he’s made of you as it dribbles slowly down the wet muscle and over your chin.

“Fuuckkk. That’s so hot.” Chris groans, slumping back down against the floor again.

“Mhmm.” You mumble, your tongue still hanging out.

Grabbing a tissue from the box at the end of the couch, Chris holds it out for you to spit. Once your tongue is clean again and is returned to your mouth, you respond properly.

“Does this mean I won the wrestle?”

Masterlist

[empidonax]

My rat Issy just full on conked out on my shoulder last night ;___; usually he crawls into my hood and chills there but last night he was fully content to just fall asleep right there!!!! It killed me who gave him the right to be so freaking cute!!!! I love rats so much!

[eyeseechan]

watched re-animator like two weeks ago and since then herbert west has been tumbling around in my head like a dryer ball that progressively retains more and more lint until the dryer catches on fire and explodes into a million pieces burning down my house and i stand in the wreckage realizing my life is irrevocably changed forever.

[kirbyofthestars]

issi…….

[sharpjay217]

So Xisuma pronounces his own name as "Iss-oo-ma", right?

And we like to have Ex call him nicknames other than X (usually Suma) because of how confusing that would be, especially if they're brothers?

Anyway, what if Xisuma's childhood nickname was Issy.

[thunderstruck9]

Issy Wood (American, 1993), Sore awards 1, 2022. Oil on linen, 125 x 205 cm.

[tiredmamaissy]

Clingy Neteyam: part two

MDNI 🔞 adult!neteyam; dub con but not really?; exhibition kink; there’s a name for this kink but I can’t remember it for the life of me

continuation of this blurb

“Take me” The words echo in your skull, bouncing from one boney wall to the other - reverberating in the most melodic voice.

How could you not?

“Hurry up and fuck me then.” You mumble through gritted teeth, rolling onto the tips of your toes to position yourself just right to get fucked out.

“Yeah? Shit.” He huffs out a hoarse voice, thrusting so suddenly his cockhead slips past your tight opening and glides over your puffy clit. “So fucking wet I can’t even shove it inside you” He presses his cheek against yours as he gritts out the words, shaky and gruff from him jamming a hand between your private parts to reposition himself.

“Please.” You whine the word a little too pathetically, arching your back as much as you can to push your opening back onto his tip. It’s throbbing and swollen, his arousal so intense you can feel it in the way his cock thumps against you.

“Hah. What’s got you wound up? Hm?” He chuckles breathily, corner of his mouth pulling into a smirk. “Don’t tell me it was those two over there.” You glance to your right, witnessing the female Na’vi taking her mates knot with glee. “Gonna be a good girl for me and take my knot like that, yes? Fill you up?” He growls into the shell of your ear, using his tip to play with your sticky folds - teasing you until you’re light in the head.

Whilst he was partially right, seeing those two at it like they were both in heat ignited a flame in your core, but truthfully what got you so worked up was the way he wouldn’t take his hands off you. So needy. So clingy. You quickly turn your head away, dropping your gaze to your toes burying their way into the rich, fertile soil beneath you.

“Or is it just me? Is feeling my hands all over you like this making you all needy?” He husks directly into your ear, “All hot and-”

“Gonna keep talking or are you gonna fuck me?” You pant flush against the tree, writhing underneath him as you cut him off with a quick, breathy taunt. “‘Claim me’?”

“Fuck. Haa. I don’t know if you deserve it, little one.” He grunts, gripping the back of your neck to hold you still while he tries to slide himself inside you.

Eywa.

There’s just something about getting him so worked up as he tries to sink himself inside you to no avail. To the point where he’s panting heavy, hot breaths into your ear as he bends his knees to get a better angle, only for you to move a little to the left and have him lose any leverage he’s got on you. Every time you feel that mushroomy head poke at your entrance you’d straighten your spine and deny him the pleasure of your tightness.

“C’mon, mighty warrior. Fuck me already.” You giggle, slipping over to the right so his cock slides right past the base of your tail. Slick is smearing all over, leaving a glossy layer of your stickiness all over the both of you. You can tell he’s into it, all from the way he’s grunting and chuckling as he tries to pin you down and ram himself inside you. All from that smug look on his face. And the funniest part of it all -

You’re into this the most.

The one who was afraid someone would see. Yet now you’re here making this man work for it. Uttering unadulterated filth loud enough for anyone hear. Spreading and closing your legs to tease your mate who’s desperate for your tight, wet cunt. All while pinned to the first tree you backed up into when you tried to run away from it all. And when he caught you it only made the ache between your legs throb even more.

You smile to yourself, ears perking up when as your eyes glaze over with want. You hold still for a moment, tricking him into thinking he’s won. Into thinking he can finally fuck into you like an animal in rut. When you feel his swollen tip prod between your pussy lips, you feel his grip loosen around your neck. And that’s when you slip away, wrenching his hand off your hip and darting for the next tree.

He lets out a boisterous laugh as he quickly rakes his fingers through his swaying braids. His hand drops from his head to his thigh. He’s frustrated. Fed up. His laugh fades out into a growl, rumbling low in his chest as he immediately follows behind you, band of his loincloth flipping back up to sheathe his painfully hard cock, tip leaking precum into the thin cloth’s band. Lip folding over his bottom teeth, he bites down onto the thin flesh as he nears your small frame.

You look behind you, canines on full display from the way you’re grinning. Big mistake. He’s caught up to you now, hands splayed out to grab onto what he can as he pounces on you and knocks you to the ground before you can get to the next tree. Your grin grows wider, so wide it’s catching - spreading to his face as the predator finally catches his prey. He moves quickly, pinning you face down onto the floor by a hand to your head.

You’re writhing and squirming underneath him, hands tucked under your chest as you grind into him at a pace that is impermissible for him to have his way with you. He fights with you for a bit, one hand firmly securing your face to the floor and the other fighting with your lifting hips and closing legs. He’d spread your legs and push down your hips then reach for his tewng just for you to giggle and snap your legs closed before he can even pull it down.

“Fuck.” He huffs out, shuffling his knees closer to yours to wrench your legs open and keep them that way.

He pushes you further into the ground by the dip for your back, quickly moving his hand to tug down his loincloth just enough for his throbbing cock to flip up. And when you feel his warm bulge slap against your pussy, you stuck in a quick breath of air, now fighting with your own body as it tries to submit to him. Before you can even think about your next move, Neteyam slams his cock inside you in one hard thrust, stretching your gummy walls to full capacity before they can even adjust.

“Ugh - fuck yes.” You mutter under your breath as you finally feel him fill you up, eyes welling with tears of pleasure.

“Got you.” He growls through a smirk, beads of sweat rolling off his face onto your back. He glances down at you taking his thick cock, knot already emerging from now riled up you’ve gotten him. The feeling of him filling you up like this, pinned down with nowhere to go has your body submitting even more. His strength is unmatched, grip firm and unmoving. You can barely think, much less keep up with this little game.

“T-Teyam.” You moan shakily, straining to close your legs just for him to spread them wider.

You just want to give up and let him pound you. To rut into you like you’re nothing but a vessel for his seed. But you continue to fight with whatever strength you’ve got left - which isn’t much. He finds your futile efforts laughable - a little weak thing like you putting up such a fight.

“C’mon. Is that all you got into you?” He chuckles, sinking into you even deeper, growing knot pushing against the resistance of your tight hole. “I was just getting started.”

“N-Neteyam. Ple-ase.” You blubber out, feeling too much but not enough at the same time.

“Begging for it now, huh?” He pants, keeping still until his heaving chest calms down. “Tell me. Tell me what you want.”

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Next part ->

This is a reupload my bad guys 😭 (also to the anon who sent in the question)

[albon-no]

Had the thought “Charles lecola” the other day and was like. Yeah I can run with that

[kissesforjackie]

i deadass thought this was boygenius for a second.

[issysh3ll]

Snowball ☆ Matt Sturniolo

Summary: Matt lets you try something new Warnings: SMUT, kissing, blowjob, snowball kiss, cum swapping, consent included :) Wordcount: 720

Stumbling and fumbling your way into the bedroom is easy. Matt's arms are wrapped around your waist, holding you to him with your lips locked in a heated kiss. Messy moans and whines escape between breaths as your hands claw at each other, your bodies demanding to be closer. Clothes are long forgotten, shirts discarded along the path to the room, pants meaningless with the way you can feel Matt's erection pressing against you.

The minute the bedroom door swings closed, you wriggle out of Matt's hold and drop down to the floor, your hands dragging down his chest until your knees are on the ground. More fumbling ensues, your fingers rushing to tug his pants down, taking his boxers with them.

A loud slap sounds as his cock snaps up from his waistband, hitting against his stomach. But the sting of the sudden contact is quickly eased as your lips pepper it with soft kisses, tracing up and down, around the tip, across that sweet little spot on the underside. Every tiny kiss you give him elicits a sharp breath or a quiet moan.

"I want to try something," you say, your hand wrapping around his length as your kisses grow sloppier.

Matt responds with an eager series of nods, "yeah, anything."

"Kiss me when you're done." The suggestion is met with another eager nod and his cock twitches in your grip, a small bead of pre-cum starting to bloom at the tip.

Unable to wait any longer, your tongue flicks out, guiding his length into your mouth and your groan around him immediately. Something about his thick length resting on your tongue so vulnerably just feels right to you, and you know he feels it too.

“Shiiit. Yeah, just like that” The words leave Matt’s lips on a shaky breath. His dazed blue eyes are fixed on you, watching closely as your lips slide up and down around his throbbing length. The ache in your jaw is worth it for the way his eyes look drooping closed above you.

Your hair is tangled between his fingers, his grip twitching and tightening with each little flick of your tongue over his tip. The floor below your knees is almost certainly forming bruises, but you don't care. Matt's abs tense and shiver as you move along him, your nose brushing over his pelvis.

The sight of him like this is beautiful. His eyes droop and hang half closed, his jaw slack with quick heavy breaths passing through his lips, a small line of drool forming at the corner. It’s all you need to spur you on, sucking him in further as you hollow out your cheeks.

“Oh f-fuck,” Matt gasps, the added suction making him jolt forward slightly, his fingers tightening in your hair. “I’m close.”

At his warning your mouth waters with anticipation, your tongue moving in circles over him and your cheeks sucking inward. Your gaze is locked on his face, ready to watch the way he falls apart. Eager to taste him.

With a stuttered groan, a spurt of his hot, sticky release sprays into your mouth. Load after load shoots onto your waiting tongue and you hold it all in your mouth until his twitching eases and you can slowly let your mouth off him with a pop.

Standing from the floor, you come up to meet his eye line. Matt smiles back at you with a blissed out look, his hands releasing from your hair and instead reaching for your face, drawing you in for a kiss of appreciation. As your lips meet his, a small smile break across your face and you allow his tongue to dip between your lips, into your mouth.

There’s a loud moan as Matt’s tongue is met with the puddle of his release still waiting in your mouth. His grip on your face tightens, tugging you further into the kiss. Tongues are tangled between your mouths, swapping over each other and rolling the pool of salty cum between you.

Together you both ease out of the kiss, the remains of your shared reward coating your lips and tongue as you grin down at him.

“Fuck that was so hot.” Matt pants, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “That’s gonna start happening more often now.”

Masterlist

[issi-loves-dannyric]

Your beauty never scared me - Charles leclerc x reader

Warnings- none except for bad grammar

Charles has been around many models but none of them compared to y/n.

Y/n and charles had been best friends, so when he got into f1, she was happy for him. going to races until it became hard on her, Deep down he understood but he was hurt nonetheless. His head telling him, "She's supposed to support me every race, she's my best friend " leaving a bitter feeling in him.

After that conversation Charles gave up on asking her to come to races and started to avoid her.

And the truth of the matter is I never let you go

Y/nofficial

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One of the two pieces I’ve been working on. Second piece’s inspiration left so might not ever get it.

User1: I need to be talented like you

LandoNorris: absolutely beautiful

Y/nofficial: Thank you Lan❤️

User2: YN wym inspiration left???

-User3: that’s what I’m saying

-user4: her and Charles haven’t been seen together in a while…

-user5: maybe they been busy(I’m crying)

Danielricciardo: stunning ❤️

Y/nofficial: thank you Danny❤️

Carlossainz55: Miss you but love seeing more of your art.

Y/nofficial: pick one sir☝️

Carlossainz55: just one race won’t hurt, maybe will bring back your inspiration.

Y/nofficial: soon 🙄

User6: y/n back in the paddock soonn

User7: more y/n Charles content

User8: girl is delusional (me too)

-There was no text or anything from Charles, it’s my fault for not being able to manage my time well but when I’m with him, it’s just easy to forget time even exist.

Y/nofficial: couldn’t leave you guys hanging while it was almost done. My inspiration changed so I changed the painting a bit. One for my person collection now.

User1: I’m not crying, I’m not crying

User2: WYM CHANGED

User3: did her aesthetics change dramatically?

-user4:yeah…

Carlossainz55: Amazing❤️

-liked by Y/nofficial

LandoNorris: You amaze me❤️

Liked by Y/nofficial

User5: maybe I’m delulu but Y/n hasn’t responded to other drivers

-user6: don’t make me cry (already am)

User7: WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT HOW THAT WAS THEIR HUG WHEN HE WON HIS FIRST GP

-user8:WAIT

-user9: she was working on painting their hug before he ditched…im crying so hard

The knock on the door interrupts me staring at whatever show was on. Opening the door, I move to side letting him in.

“For you” he says while holding out peonies, taking them from him I walk into the kitchen to set them up.

“I’m sorry for how I acted.” He starts carefully watching as I grab a glass vase.

“Yeah you’ve said you’re sorry but I want to know why instead of talking…you ignored me completely.” I calmly tell him, walking past him with the vase I start shuffling the flowers around to avoid looking at him.

“I missed you”

“You texted me everyday” I reply finally leaving the flowers alone, looking at him.

“I missed having you there”

“I’m still confused” I confessed finally just walking away from him back to where I had been sitting.

“I know, I’m sorry” he pauses sitting down next to me“I just…just have feelings for you so I was overthinking if you actually were working on painting or on a date.”

“Charles you should’ve said something”

“What do you mean”

“The painting I did was of your first F1 win”

“Yeah”

“The picture people took of our hug…” trailing off hoping he catches on soon

“Charles oh my god” I sigh looking at his confused puppy dog eyes, “ I have feelings for an idiot” smiling as he connects the dots. Putting his hand under my chin, he presses his lips to mine.

“I’ve wanted to do that for the past year” he says pulling away.

“Could’ve done it sooner” I reply.

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Charles_leclerc: Her beauty never ever scared me

Y/nofficial: My love❤️

Carlossainz55: Finally

-danielricciardo: finally

-LewisHamilton44: finally

-charles_leclerc: shut up

Y/nofficial: You will never walk alone, you can always reach me

Charles_Leclerc: my love why that picture

-y/nofficial: I do what I want

Carlossainz55: finally

-danielricciardo: finally

-lewishamilton44: finally

-landoNorris: finally

-Charles_leclerc: shut up please

A/n: wrote this on my phone but will edit on my pc when I’m home from work

[brawngp2009]

200 CELEBRATION:🔮mystery item🔮 for @deafleppard 🧡

[spacevixenmusic]

Model: Dominican Poison