#izzy xos

[perdumaisreveuse]

ahhh the sapphic urge to lay down together and have meaningful conversations

[lesbiansloveleatin]

asian lesbian rep <3

[youwearlavenderwell]

i'm sick of the izzy fan slander. get out of my house!!!!

[likethesnake]

current obsession: ✨my life & my man @houseenforcer ✨ #cheers

[rowanoftheunknown]

anyways imo the biggest and possibly only upside to izzy's insane death is that now the kinda racist insane izzy stans have probably jumped ship and I won't have to see them on my dash <3

[pukner]

Baz | part one

a steddyhands twt thread turned oneshot

|| Rated Gen || Stede and Ed take a brief vacation to visit Stede's family, and find a surprise.

part one / part two

They decide to visit Mary. Well, Stede decides to visit Mary.

Or, Stede gets a letter by extremely confusing means (why is fucking Jackie playing messenger) and receives word that in his absence (read: death), his wife's gone and married some bloke named Doug.

Ed doesn't feel anything about it either way, really. Stede's gone and worked himself into a tizzy (heh, like Izzy. Wait no, don't think about Izzy) and he's all guilty for ignoring his kids or whatever.

Ed doesn't get it. In his experience, the best dad is one you don't have to see.

He's a bit antsy about leaving the crew behind, to be honest. Not the most functional lot, this. Not without-- Well. Not without Iz.

Stede doesn't get it. "Honestly," he says, mouth pursed in that unhappy way of his, "Izzy was hardly the only competent member of our crew."

"Besides Oluwande and Jim," Ed says, flatly, "Yeah, he was."

"Lucius can write--" Stede offers.

"So can that molly we ran into last week. So can--"

"...molly?"

"The-- he tried to sleep with you? Asked you for a drink and then I stabbed him?"

"Oh, goodness--he was a courtesan?"

"Mate, don't say--"

Alright, so the conversation gets a bit derailed. He imagines Iz standing between them and snapping at them to Fucking Stay On Track or something, but they wouldn't be having this conversation if he was here, would they? If he hadn't slipped away unnoticed the second Stede returned--

if Ed had just paid attention, if Ed hadn't gone so profoundly off the rails in those last days before Stede showed back up, if he hadn't--

Ed tastes blood when he wakes up some nights. He wonders if Izzy does. He wonders if he's dead. He talks to Stede about it, some nights.

And he understands, is the bizarre thing. Stede looks at his worst moments, the tar leaking out his mouth, the I Maimed My Dearest Friend And Also Tried To Kill Lucius of it all, and says, "Alright, that's fine. You're terrible but so am I. We can be less terrible together."

They end up going to Barbados, in the end. He talks about Iz again, as they walk. It's a nice island. Very breezy. Sunny. It's like he's hemorrhaging all his feelings.

Stede listens, and murmurs, "I don't miss him like you do, dear, but I miss him all the same."

Then, because Stede's fundamentally a bitch, he adds, "Even though he was an irritating little man."

Ed doesn't like that. Not the thing about Iz, he absolutely is irritating and little, but the fact that he's talking in the past tense. Then Ed realizes that he did the same.

They meet Mary and her Doug. They're great. She's kind of a bitch, and Ed thinks immediately that he can never let her meet Jackie, or Anne, or Mary (the other one, Read). He also meets some broad in an eye patch that he immediately clocks as a threat.

The kids aren't home.

"You just let them run around with some stranger?" Stede says, appalled.

Stede gets appalled a lot. It's his whole thing. Ed's sort of wandering around and picking at stuff they have lying around. Paintbrushes, cushions. A doll lying on some fancy sofa.

Place looks nice. Dying was a good parenting move on Stede's part.

"He isn't a stranger," Mary's saying, in that patient tone that all women have when they're thinking of murder, "He's our neighbor--"

"Well," says Doug, coughing into his hand.

"Alright, so he lives in the woods, but he's a perfectly nice--"

"He watches the children when I'm having showings--"

"What on earth are you showing?" asks Stede, sounding unreasonably baffled.

"...my art, Stede."

"Ah. Well, what about Doug?"

"I work," says Doug, brightly.

"Some people do that, Stede," says Mary, pointedly.

"I work!"

"I doubt that," says Mary, which is fair. Ed doesn't think what they do qualifies as work.

They bitch at each other about this guy. Apparently he watches the kids. He's teaching Alma how to swordfight. And teaching Louis how to sew? What the fuck.

"--sword fight!" Stede says, shrilly, "Mary, that's hardly appropriate--"

"You literally ran away to become a pirate," says Mary, flatly.

"...fair," says Stede.

They hear a lot about this guy over tea.

He helped get rid of a nasty pirate situation, apparently. He's good with a sword, despite his limp, the cane he needs. He grows excellent beets? Has a nice flower garden. Knits up a storm. Kind of a wanker, very crabby, but soft on kids. The kids love him, apparently.

"--Alma's developing quite an interest in sailing, thanks to Baz," Mary is saying, and Ed drops his fork.

Oh.

He looks at Stede, panicked, and then when Stede doesn't give him the panic eyes back he realizes Ah He Doesn't Know. Stede isn't Jack, or old Sam. He doesn't know.

He looks at Mary, just then, and spies out a sly little smile on her face. It's a schemer's smile, this one. He's seen it on Jack often enough. Oh, he can never let her meet Annie. He's already afraid of the implications of her knowing Jackie.

Stede decides, before Ed can say his thing, that he's got to meet this Baz bloke.

Ed can't speak, on account of the phantom taste of blood in his mouth. He looks down at his plate, at all the meat he's pushed to a side.

part two

[mediumsizetex]

lullabylights-xo

☆ミ✨️Some g5 ponies!✨️☆ミ

[slashingdisneypasta]

Disney Villains x Clueless!Reader || Excerpts

Plot: You had absolutely no idea about their villainous deeds… until you walked in. Part 1??

Characters Included: Cruella De Vil, Hades, Jafar, Lots-O’-Huggin Bear

Warnings: Angst. Also kidnapping, hypnosis, and attempted gas lighting/manipulation.

Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , @miss_understood , @moxiiscool , @ryantryan6969 , and @yesthetrashbin . Hey y'all! Have some drama with your August. xo

Cruella De Vil:

When you walked into Cruella’s house, using your own key (You were meant to surprise her. It was supposed to be nice!), and heard her talking to Le Pelt on the phone in her office, you were so shocked. And so was she, when she left her office and saw you there in the hallway with a horrified look on your face.

Cruella is non-too-happy about your surprise, that is for sure. As soon as she lays eyes on you and realises what you just heard, she is so frustrated. Now you’re going to make this a thing, damnit. You’re probably going to try to leave her- all because you acted stupid and tried to surprise her. Ugh! … now darling, don’t lose your little head over this, they’re just some puppies, after all- When you immediately turn and storm back towards the front door again, chucking your key at a hallway table, Cruella wouldn’t move. She wouldn’t run after you; She’s not the type. But the frustration in her voice would build and she’d give up trying to be calm and careful with you, yelling after your retreating form. Wait right there! Y/N! Turn around. You walk out that door and you’ll never work in this- or any industry, ever again! I promise you that!-

When you slam the door behind you, she will not follow you.

… But never fret, she does care… and she’ll have her admirers Le Pelt and Alonzo abduct you in the middle of the night.

Good, put the nitwit in the truck, now. Gently, you fools. Y/N- you didnt think it would be that easy, did you?? Ha! We're taking the train to Paris, soon. You've always wanted to go- so keep quiet and enjoy the ride...

Hades:

When you walked into the throne room and saw Hades holding Meg up off the ground precariously by her throat, and you heard him say something about taking over Olympus and Hercules- and Hades noticed you standing there horrified and disgusted- everything stopped.

Hades would know immediately that he fucked up. That you would have a hard time forgiving him- if you ever did at all. He would know.

Hades would be desperate. He’d be pathetic, true slimy used-cars-salesman style; Following you as you storm out of the room and down the hall to your room and begging you all the way. Offering you things which fast develop from foot rubs and chocolate coated strawberries to being Master of the Gods- Master of the World- Master of whatever you want! He tries to convince you that this is a good thing, that he’s doing it for you, so you two can be happy together.

This is all while you’re grabbing your most important things and throwing them into a sack, throwing him poisonous glares because how dare he even look at you right now that make him flinch and be quiet. If only for a second. Overall, the man cannot stop talking.

I love you, babe, you can’t- No, no, you’re not leaving. I’m not gonna just allow-

Okay okay okay, I get it! I get it, I shouldn’t threaten you right now, I get it. I’m sorry. You- you probably need some time to cool off, yeah?? Hey, that makes sense!! I would be the same, yeah?? You know what? Take a week- two! Take two weeks… take all the time y’like. And then when you’re ready, you’ll call me, and we’ll talk! I’ll set out a nice cheese platter, some wine,.. we’ll make it a picnic! It’ll be great! Ba- Babe, you’ll understand, you’ll agree, I promise! This is- this is the best thing for the both of us! I promise! I- I’m only thinking of you, sweetheart, of us. I promise! Baby- after I do this, we’ll have everything! I swear! Everything we ever wanted; You can get that house on the mountainside you had your eye on, doesn’t that sound fabulous??

And Zeus?!

 Zeus?! Zeus, is a needle brained moron who doesn’t deserve- Okay okay! I’m sorry! You’re right, you’re absolutely right, baby how are you always so right about everything?? We'll set him up with a nice cottage on the coast. What??? That’s a good deal! Coconuts, babes in bikinis, the sky- he'll love it! Come on-

The man would end up on his knees, reaching for you, but you just slip out of his way, flashing another terrible glare. He has talked a lot while you packed but you've said barely two words. And its terrifying to him.

Baby… sweetheart, where’re you gonna be? You- you’re comin back, right?

… Just tell me if you’re coming back, please. Gimmie something-

No.

Jafar:

When you walked in and heard Jafar and Iago cackling about marrying the princess and hurting the poor Sultan, and they saw you standing there, Iago immediately flew off leaving more matted feathers on Jafar’s shoulder than usual from the force he used to get away so fast.

Jafar groans, brushing the feathers off him and muttering. Meanwhile you’re horrified, disgusted, creeped out- and about a million other awful emotions all at once, but you stand your ground. You lift your chin and you focus on him. You ask, really? Is that true?? Are you- Are you going to do that??? Is that the plan!?

… an eye roll, is the response you get and that make you feel even sicker. How could you??? As Jafar starts to cross the throne room, at his leisure, towards you- you start to completely lose your composure; Panic building. The- The sultan is a good man! He’s been kind. He’s your friend! I- I- I don’t understand! Jafar, I- Please, explain!

He sighs at that idea and rolls his eyes deeply, getting closer, leading with his snake staff as he always does. I already tried that.

Wh- What?

You heard me, Y/N. Now stay still.

You don’t know what he means by that, but you don’t like it, it- he, scares you. So quickly you try to turn and leave the room, leave him, but he’s too close now and his fingers are surprisingly strong; Holding you forcefully right where you are. That staff’s pushed right in front of your face, the snake’s eyes beginning to glow and burn into yours. This won’t hurt at all, my dear…

… This isn’t the first time you’ve walked in, before.

Lotso:

When you walked into the library, seeing one of the new toys tied to the ‘time out’ chair that Lotso told you (No, no. Swore to you) was a joke, you were shocked. And it was dark, so Lotso didn’t see you at first.

Twitch did. But by that point you’d heard too much, eyes wide and furious. Uh… boss?

Uhuh what Twitch? I’m kinda in the middle of something here-

Your uh… your Keeper’s, here.          

Wha- my- Oh, honey! At first, Lotso tries to act like you don’t even see what’s right in front of you. Like you’re blind. Like you’re stupid. Like he can wash it all away with some papa bear charm and a kind smile- but there is something darker behind it that you see, now. What are you doin’ outta bed, sweetheart?? Its so late! You’ve had a long day. I’ll be with you in just a second, I just… When he realises that your canyon-deep glare isn’t getting any lighter, he lets it go. He lets it all go; All the sweetness and the charm that you knew him for and all that is left is… something cruel. He looks at you in a full deadpan, a cruel and disappointed deadpan that makes you actually feel cold. Physically. Alright, honey, what’d you see?

Everything!

And what do you plan t’do about it, huh?

I, I…

Hmmm?

…

That’s right sweetpea, there aint nothin’ you can do! This is my shop, now. C’mon, come with me, I’ll explain it all to ya, and you’ll see that this is the best thing for everybo-

I’ll leave.

When you say that, all the warmth in the room is sucked out- some of the other toys like Twitch and Ken look to eachother slightly wide eyed behind Lotso’s back. The look on his face turns from patronising to hard, mean, mad.

He can’t accept that. … Grab ‘em, boys.

[broidobe]

𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

requested by @rocketqueen1989x and maybe @xo-myloves??

☾a night of unrestrained passion unfolds as guns n’ roses indulge their wildest desires with you, turning chaos into an intense symphony of hedonistic pleasure☽

☾warnings: smut, gangbang, graphic descriptions, p in a, themes of dehumanization, rough☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚guns and roses masterlist

as you step into the motel, guns n’ roses are waiting for you, their eyes fixed on you with a hunger that makes your skin prickle. axl rose, slash, izzy stradlin, duff mckagan, and steven adler - all five of them are ready to unleash their wild side on you.

as you approach them, axl's voice growls in your ear, "we've been waiting for you, baby. we're gonna make you scream our names." his hands grab your hips, pulling you close as he crushes his lips against yours. the kiss is rough and demanding, his tongue invading your mouth as slash joins in, his hands roaming over your body.

slash's fingers tease your nipples through your clothes, sending shivers down your spine. izzy's hands slide up your thighs, pushing up your skirt as he whispers dirty nothings in your ear. duff's fingers dig into your ass cheeks, squeezing hard as steven’s drumsticks tap out a rhythm on the nearby table. 

the room erupts into chaos as they descend upon you like wolves. clothes are ripped off, and soon you're standing naked amidst the whirlwind of bodies. axl's mouth latches onto one nipple while slash takes the other between his teeth. izzy buries his face between your legs, licking and sucking at your clit as duff and steven take turns fondling and kissing every inch of skin they can reach.

you feel like a rag doll being passed from one pair of hands to another - each one more skilled at driving you wild than the last. fingers probe every opening; mouths devour every inch of skin; tongues dance across every sensitive spot until you're nothing but a quivering mess of desire.

as they work together to break down any shred of resistance left within you, it becomes clear: tonight is about excess - about abandoning all restraint and indulging in pure hedonism.

axl spins you around to face him once more; this time he lifts one leg over his shoulder before slamming into you with a force that leaves breathless gasps hanging on both sides of this writhing mass. you wrap an arm around slash who pulls himself tight against your side so that when axl drives deeper still there’s double pressure focused intensely within just inches from uncharted territories inside...

as izzy's cock delves into your ass, stretching and probing, you feel a wave of intense pleasure wash over you. duff's hands grasp your breasts, squeezing and kneading them as steven's mouth latches onto your neck, sucking and biting.

the room is a blur of sounds and sensations - the clash of bodies, the scent of sweat and sex, the pounding rhythm of flesh against flesh. axl's cock drives deeper into you, slash's hips grind against your side, and izzy's fingers dance in your ass.

you're a vessel for their lust, a playground for their desires. they take turns using you, passing you from one to another like a toy. duff takes axl's place, his cock thick and heavy as he plunges into you. Steven takes over where izzy left off, his cock probing your ass with a fierce intensity.

slash spins you around to face him, his eyes blazing with desire as he lifts you up onto the table. his cock slides into you with ease, filling you to the brim as he begins to pound away with reckless abandon.

the others gather around, watching with hungry eyes as slash uses you like a doll. axl takes your mouth again, his tongue dueling with yours as duff and izzy fondle your breasts and steven laps at your clit.

you're nothing but a quivering mass of flesh now - no thoughts left except for the primal urge to be used and abused by these five men who are hell-bent on driving you over the edge.

just when it seems like it can't get any more intense - when every inch of skin is being used or abused in some way - they all come together in perfect syncopation: slash pounds deep into your pussy; axl shoots down your throat; duff unloads across one breast while izzy decorates the other; steven coats one hand then uses those same sticky digits inside both holes making everything that much slicker...

your vision blurs; sounds fade away except for labored breathing all around...

[cliopadra]

Hi hello! Is everything all right? Please remember that your fans arę waiting for another Dizzy Izzy drawings & comics, and new sezon OFMD is already here.... I look for some of your new sharp humour every day!

XO

Thank you and thanks for checking in, but unfortunately, my mental health hasn’t been the best since a bit before OFMD2 started airing and I’m using what energy I have on my job. Art, as it’s just a hobby, is gonna have to wait till I feel a bit better. Sorry.

Also, when it comes to OFMD fanart, I’m not planning to draw anything until the season is done airing anyway. I feel like I need to know how this part of the show will end before I sit down with anything, even doodles.

[therockstarsmuse]

Me and Izzy after going at it all night

Xo

[dwsavideos]

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A post shared by Isabelle McCalla (@izzymccalla)

“Grant. You big dummy. Thank you for becoming the big brother I never had over the past 8 months. Thanks for falling in love with me onstage, and calling me lazy offstage. Thanks for the fist bumps, the subtle game of tag, the alleyway screams, the commiserating about our perpetual vocal fatigue, the squeals in Zostan, and the occasional genuine moment where you admit that you actually do love me . On behalf of Purple Carpet v. the People, Paul and I hate to see you go, but are so excited for what's next for you and your family. Don't forget to learn "Easy" for Juniper! And if you get bored without your annoying lil sister, you can try calling me but I probably won't pick up.

Love you forever, JJ

Xo Marlena”

Izzy McCalla’s Instagram post for Grant 🥲

[coldflowers111]

Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! <333

love u izzy <33

@girlblogger-2004 @dark-nymph3t @elissbabby @xtiitaniia @strwbry-luv @cuddlebnnuy @callmedolleyes @lipstickstainedcigarette @littlecoquettedolly @actuallyblonde-xo 🩷🩷🩷

[xcorikhang]

Merry Christmas 🎄🎁

xo Cori

@beck-hartman

Okay, so my original plan was to pay for a Shudder subscription because I know you love horror stuff but I couldn’t find a specific gift card for that. So here is a Visa instead. It’s got $80 so feel free to use it as you please, though it was intended for Shudder.

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@darpow

I saw this sign when looking for gifts and immediately thought of all the work you do, both teaching and with the historical society. I hope you realize how cool that really is. I also got you a heated mug that you can use during those long nights grading or early mornings to stay warm.

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@mcndyhcrtmcn

What could ever be better than makeup, perfume and a new purse? I hope you find a scent that you like a shade that suits you perfectly among every item in the purse! I hope I remembered correctly that you liked metallics. If not, maybe you and Izzy can trade.

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@isabelarcmero

New year, new you, new perfume? I’m the purse you’ll find four minis to find a scent you enjoy. There’s also a few lipsticks in there to start the new year fresh. I have a feeling you’ll love your purse but be warned I told Mandy you two can trade if you like each other’s better lol

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@docolives

My sister from another mister, my other brain cell, my best friend. A new going out purse to kick off the new year! In the purse, you’ll find a few perfume minis and lipsticks to play with. See what you like. The other box is something I almost kept for myself sooo.. appreciate it! It’s a dusty pink leather jacket that I think was just made for you! And if you hate it, I’ll happily keep it! I might just borrow it anyway… what’s mine is yours and yours is mine? lol

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@jaceeverett

I’m going to be upfront and start by saying, I suck at shopping for dudes. You can ask my brother, his gift included socks. All of that to say, I tried my best and went practical more than anything. With as much time as you’re outdoors, I figured you would probably appreciate things to keep you warm. Ergo, a new yeti for hot coffee, some new beanies that’ll do a much better job than my Santa hat, and a new jacket. I hope you like them!

[likethesnake]

my goal is to outdo me, not y’all. #nxt #work

[carelessflower]

MALEC IN PARIS

The morning came quickly, the sun shone through their shared bedroom, as the sun beams rested on the two sleeping bodies underneath the white duvet.

Yawning and stretchig Alec awoke, he looked around, realizing he was in Paris and not at home. He looked at his phone, and noticed unread messages from his siblings and his mother. Getting up, he noticed a yellow sticky note on the wooden bedsidetable.

GONE OUT. Meet me by the Eiffle tower at 12. - STN.

He heard his stomach growl, as a knock on the door, followed by "breakfast." Alec opened the door, which was greeted by a man, holding a tray with a note on the side, and two plates. Alec thanked the staff, and placed the tray onto the table.

He took the note, which read.

Enjoy your breakfast, he defo likes you. XO - STN

Magnus yawned, Alec put the note in the bin, before Magnus could see.

"Nice sleep Alexander." Magnus repsonded, he was in his blue pyjamas, and he was shirtless. Flusteted, Alec removed the metal cover which revealed crepes and french toast with cream and fresh fruit.

"You can have the crepes." Alec said grabbing the french toast.

He took his phone and looked through the messages.

Izzy: Are you gonna ask him out?

Jace: Have fun!!

Mom: have fun in pensilvaynia!

"Dont text now, its 3 am over there. Wait until its 7 am over there." Magnus repsonded, taking a sip of his fresh orange juice.

"Stanley is gonna meet us at the Eiffle tower at 12. So what do we do until then?"

"Explore." Magnus grinend, as he grabbed a top from his suitcase.

"Do you want to go to this cafe, apparently its the best in Paris,." Alec said.

"Later, we can walk around, and go." Magnus ruffled his hair, as he took his phone.

"Get dressed. Ill meet you in the lobby."

cant wait to see what happen next (will magnus be abducted by demon aldkjdhkljf)