Happy 46th Birthday

Oscar Isaac 😔🔥

I made this portrait a while ago but I absolutely love doing black and white portraits :3

Il materiale di origine: @braxtonpope (Instagram)

Oscar turned around and gave Elvira the sweetest look during the standing ovation of The Card Counter premiere last night…🥺♥️

More Moon Knight for the tl.

This one was a challenge, the face was complicated and the shadows were very strong which is a bit hard to do with tempera , and to top it all off i had the brilliant idea to paint it in my sketchbook which has pretty thin pages. So it was an adventure what can i say. I donno if i really caught his face that well but i tried my best.

doodle for my friend who put himself through rewatching TROS

moon knight pls come home it's been *checks watch* THREE YEARS??

Yes, this is indeed an Oscar Isaac’s ass appreciation post 😌

Photos under the cut you animals 🫣

"You know I love you, right? Good, cause I'm about to fuck you like I don't."

Which Oscar blorbo(s) could say this? 🧎‍♀️

Ooooo okokookokkkkkk 🫠

I think this could actually work for several blorbos but the first one that came to mind for me was Santi. I'm gonna go with him, if only so I don't spiral down a horny rabbit hole lmao.

rated M, obv.

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Santi presses you into the mattress, his body cradled between your bare thighs as he skates his hand up your side, settling it on your breast. He licks inside your mouth, stealing your breath, pulling the most delectable sounds from deep, deep inside you. He groans, feeling almost frantic, like he hasn't seen you for weeks (hasn't had you for weeks), like he wants to crawl inside your body and never leave. His need for you gnaws at him, practically clawing its way through his gut.

He has to have you. Now.

"You know I love you, right?" he pants, pulling back slightly to meet your eyes. He can't imagine how he must look just now, probably half crazed.

Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath. Smiling, you reach a hand up and push your fingers through his curls.

"Of course I know, baby."

He swallows hard, eyes fluttering slightly at your touch. He still isn't used to it, how you make him feel, even after all these years. Santi gazes down at you, eyes dragging over the curves of your face. You're perfect, and so beautiful--almost ethereal with the way the moon light makes your skin glow--

And all his.

You shift beneath him slightly, causing his cock to brush against your soft, slick folds. He chokes on a groan, pleasure racing up his spine like lightning. He can't wait anymore.

He moves, adjusting himself above you as he takes your hands and cages them above your head with his own. His breaths puff against your cheek as he leans in, your heart thudding in your chest in anticipation.

"Good," he rasps, nuzzling his nose against yours almost sweetly despite the look in his eyes. "Cause I'm about to fuck you like I don't."

#he's so cute (▰˘◡˘▰)