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zanephillips · 9 months

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BILL SKARSGÅRD as CLARK OLOFSSON Clark S01E03 "They See Me as a Mix of Pippi Longstocking and Al Capone"

#bill skarsgård #bill skarsgard #clark #clarkedit #clark olofsson #billskarsgardedit #bskarsgardedit #tvedit #actor #men #mendit #gifs #mine #*

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cristinaricci · 2 years

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BILL SKARSGÅRD in CLARK (2022)

(1.01) Being the Best at Being the Best Was Not My Thing, So I Decided to Be the Best at Being the Worst

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b-skarsgard · 1 year

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via @/ruta.pudvelskyte_makeup on IG

#bill skarsgard #bill skarsgård #instagram #clark #behind the scenes #clark olofsson #tw: blood

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pascow · 2 years

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Bill Skarsgård as Clark Olofsson → Clark (2022).

#Bill Skarsgård #bill skarsgard #clark #clark netflix #clark olofsson #clark spoilers #tv show gifs #tvedit #gif edit #bskarsgardedit #netflixedit #gifs by christine

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mysticmunson · 2 years

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made this half asleep last night so enjoy

#bill skarsgård #bill skarsgard #bill skarsgård gif #bill skarsgård imagine #bill skarsgård smut #bill skarsgård x reader #bill skarsgard smut #bill skarsgård icons #bill skarsgård pennywise #eloras memes #clark 2022 #clark olofsson #villains #deadpool 2

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bskarsgardlove92 · 1 year

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Posted by Ruta Padvelskyte, Make Up Artist for "Clark"

Part 2

#bill skarsgard #bill skarsgård #clark #clark olofsson

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b4dposture · 1 year

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Bill Skarsgård in the news… 📰

1,2) Hemlock Grove - 2013

3) Clark -2022

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sweetbillwriting · 1 year

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Illegal

#tooo fucking hot #I want him in that hairstyle all fucking time #bill skarsgård #bill skarsgard #2022 #clark #clark olofsson #fic inspo?

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hiddlelecki · 4 months

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Just a practice piece so I could retry the Faber Castell 9000 pencils..

I bought them way back in the day..I only ever used them once, on Bristol, and hated them at the time.

But I actually really like how they performed here on my Strathmore drawing paper..and now I’m having regrets for not trying them again after all this time.😆

I’m still going to use my Derwents for my stylized stuff..since those give me the desired effect for those pieces…But damn, I really am liking these! Smooth blending and the lead is strong enough to the point that I’m able to get super fine details into even tiny spots on a piece this small? Mind blown.😭

Did I just change my pencil preferences for detailed drawings?…🙃✍🏻

#bill skarsgård #bill skarsgard #clark #clark olofsson #fan art #traditional art #pencil on paper #hiddlelecki rants

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nestito702 · 5 months

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BILL SKARSGÄRD

As Clark Olofsson in CLARK: Season One (2022) dir. Jonas Äkerlund

#bill skarsgård #CLARK #Clark Olofsson

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interestsinarmor · 1 year

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ROMAN GODFREY//REDBONE

{SMUT}

They've always warned me about a full moon. Whatever usually roams in the freedom of a dark night becomes illuminated by the most important celestial body. This town hold more in the dark than light, unraveling with each wax and wane.

Curiosity bit. An inexplicable lust led me to the dark depths of the woods, with only moonlight as guidance. Bare feet gripped around the torn leaves and coarse dirt. I couldn't describe the pull the woods had on me.

Scent guided me as my eyes adjusted to the low light of night. Through the brush and leaves I was able to see the luminous orb granting me navigation. Deep inhalation allowed me to breath in the spirit of the forest.

I felt connected. Nothing but bare flesh and cloth adorned my body, ready to be intertwined in the most spiritual way.

Cigarette smoke pricked the innermost part of my nose as my connection to nature was disrupted.

As if a warning, the smoke smell was followed by the eerie rustle of leaves. Removing myself from only my senses, I came back to reality and examined my surroundings.

As I reacted, so did the rustling. My movement prompted a calculation, a reaction from the being stalking me like prey. Something had their eye on me, and it wasn't just the moon.

My body subtly twisted to accommodate more peripheral vision. Careful not to make sound, my feet swiftly lifted from the ground as I adjusted my footing.

It grew closer.

The rustling soon became the sound of desperation. Inching closer in a feverish state.

I stood there in the flesh. My only comfort was the nature surrounding me. My linen dress not only clung but flew with the gentle night's air. I felt my pulse in every inch of my body while I froze.

Thick nails with a rough grip made contact with the contrasting softness of my skin. Each fingertip dug deeper into my sides as two hands make forceful connection with my hips.

My eyes burned with the harsh smoke blown into my face. Leaning back into the figure that holds me, I made eye contact with Roman. I began to melt into him as he continued to grab my hips from behind.

I felt the mild heat of his cigarette in his left hand. With the release of his grip, he took a slow drag, once again blowing the cigarette smoke.

"I could smell you from afar," I burned through my blasé veneer as my heart thumps with anticipation, sending blood and heat to my cheeks.

His hand travels from my hip, roughly caressing my side as he landed at my chest. Through the soft fabric he pinched my soft nipple before gripping onto my jaw.

"I could smell you too," He spoke with an endearing stillness. He took a chunk of my hair and tugged, forcing my gaze upwards towards him.

Behind me he stood, pressing his pelvis against my back. The height difference between us gave in to some misalignment, so extended myself to the highest extent to reach his lips.

He gave into my subliminal demands, reaching lower to brush against my mouth. His fingers still intertwined with my hair, I grabbed at Roman behind me as I began slowly rubbing his thighs.

The cigarette remained lit and Roman broke our kiss. My lips closed out of confusion. He looked directly at my mouth, parting them with a cigarette, as if to ask me to take a drag.

Each inhalation produces a thin cloud of smoke engulfing us. His strong hands release and attach between each of my breaths. Making note of the barrier, Romans hands broke from my hair and traveled to their original destination, this time following skin.

Soft pricks of cold air and Romans warm hands send shivers down my spine while he caressed his way up my dress.

Soft chuckles escaped from Roman as I leaned further into him, letting the cigarette and forests air take me in.

I took one last drag only to utter, "Blow Me,"

"If you say so, y/n,"

He dropped the cigarette, extinguishing it with the rough twist of his foot against the brush filled forests grass.

Having both hands free, the same cool breeze that surround me emerged as Roman lifted my fragile dress. With each inch he traveled, the more desperate his touch grew.

He stood behind me, his hands dropped from my hips as I felt his breath travel down my backside.

Firm kisses where planted along my thigh while Roman begged on his knees. Soft whimpers reverberated against the soft flesh of my skin. Sloppy bites and tongue swirls trailed along m.

His merciless fingers tugged at my panties.

With deep inhalation, his satisfied tongue started at my knee and trailed up, countering the downward pull of my underwear.

Mid-thigh, his tongue was pricked with the translucent, deep red fluid dripping from between my legs. His curiosity didn't stop. He latched onto my clit, hands rubbed my sensitive thighs.

Tongue laps and feverish sucking made me roll my head back. The excruciating bliss was countered with gripping fingers and rough strokes. Roman ensured there wasn't a single angle my core wasn't attacked from.

Wetness grew and spread down my legs as my blood, body and moonlight engulfed Roman.

Shamlessly he lapped my thighs and core to clean up any remaining blood. He showed no remorse for leaving me shaking.

Unabashedly, I gripped a handful of Romans hair and arched as far back as my body took me. I rolled back to bask in the moons light.

Gentle breezes and primal waves of pleasure passed my body as an ache grew and tensed in my stomach. Roman took notice.

Pulsation increased while he continued to milk me for every last drop. The mixture of my blood, wetness and saliva created a pleasurably slick veneer, gliding his tongue from my opening to clit.

After a few laps around my folds, he focused in, sucking and moaning against me.

My body gave in and melted in ecstasy.

The orgasmic release vibrated against Roman's lips as I unfolded. His tongue continued to work me until the sensitivity became unbearable. Roman's once demanding licks grew into soft brushes against my clit and I came down from his induced high.

I descended back into my body, ceasing to float in pleasure. While my hands untangled from his hair, I looked down to reveal his satisfactory smirk, covered in my blood and wetness.

"You look nice with my cum on your face, Rome,"

A gentle smile spread across his face, kneeling below me.

He released his grip from my thigh to spread around the fluid on his face, taking a quick swipe in his mouth to taste what I had brought upon him.

"It'd look even better on my cock, y/n,"

#bill skarsgard #bill skarsgard imagine #bill skarsgard x reader #bill skarsgard smut #bill skarsgård #fanfiction #smut fanfiction #fanfic #female reader #oneshot #smut #hemlock grove #clark olofsson #bill skarsgard fanfiction

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zanephillips · 1 year

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