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unladyboss · 3 months

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I KNOW TWO PEOPLE WHO THINK EACH OTHER ARE CUTE, WHEN I SEE IT

I see it

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ermalilee · 1 year

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Thinking about carmy rn…

I know I watched it a while ago but with the recent news I can’t wait for season 2 June is so far away

Cousin is my fav

Need more Sydney and Marcus scenes!!!

#the bear #Carmen #carmy #the bear fx #the bear tv #the bear hulu #cousin #jerimovich #richie jerimovich #sydney #Marcus #yes chef

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bedknees · 3 months

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#the bear #the bear fx #jeremy allen white #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #ebon moss bachrach #richie jerimovich #willy wonka #read it in richie's voice and everything lmaooo #twitter #1k #2k #3k #4k #5k #10k

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jawthirsttrap · 3 months

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Picture by Matty Matheson

#jeremy allen white #ayo edebiri #ebon moss bachrach #the bear #the bear fx #carmy berzatto #carmy the bear #the bear season 2 #sydney adamu #richie jerimovich

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irlplasticlamb · 3 months

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i love you dude. let it rip.

prints + merch + commission info

#vic.txt #my art #the bear #the bear art #carmy berzatto #carmy the bear #syd adamu #richie jerimovich #ayo edebiri #jeremy allen white #ebon moss bachrach #sydcarmy #art #fanart #illustration #artists on tumblr #digital art #character art

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animusrox · 10 months

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The Bear 2.08 “Bolognese”

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sophsun1 · 3 months

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The Bear + Richie's Growth

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siobhans-roy · 8 months

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THE BEAR 1.08 "Braciole" 2.01 "Beef"

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userparamore · 9 months

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6.5K CELEBRATION: 📼 + THE BEAR ↳ for @djo

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tomcriuse · 2 months

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The Bear 1.01 'System'

#actually an ICONIC line #tvedit #bearedit #the bear #richie jerimovich #ebon moss bachrach #userbbelcher #cinematv #tuserlou #usersavana #usermorgan #usersaoirse #tuserhan #useraurore #userrobin #usersugar #*mine

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murdrdocs · 3 months

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explicit sexual content MDNI

you know when you’re laying in bed on your stomach, scrolling through your phone, one leg bent at the knee in a 90 degree angle and the other outstretched completely? yeah thinking about being used in that position.

your shorts are already tiny enough to barely cover much when you’re standing and walking around. so when you’ve been laying down for nearly an hour now, rolling around in search of the perfect position for your mindless scrolling, the fabric has ridden up to cut between your cheeks, exposing the bottom of them.

subsequently, your shirt has lifted, exposing your sides and back, and although so much of you is covered, it appears the opposite.

he feels as if it’s the opposite.

laying beside you on his side, no longer focused on whatever he was supposed to be doing before your figure caught his eye. he’s been silent for a while, letting his eyes rake over your figure. letting the sight of you relaxed like this entice him. convince him that he needs you.

which, with the way you’re laying, legs already spread and inviting him in, he thinks you feel the same.

he starts off casual, innocent. he lets you warm up to his touch.

you hum a little appreciatively whenever his hand lays flat against the exposed skin of your back. your hips wiggle a bit when his palm glides down to rest over your ass. your legs spread more whenever his large hand situates itself between your legs, fingers resting against the taut crotch of your shorts.

you don’t tell him to stop. you don’t tell him to keep going. but your back arches and you move just a little closer.

your head, previously having been faced the opposite direction, turns to look at him once he starts to trace the outline of you with a light touch. barely enough to provide stimulation, but the memory of what he could do to you is what drives you to want more. not the preview of what will inevitably come to be.

you watch him, he watches you, and then you reach down to slide your shorts and panties off in one motion. you go to change positions, too, maybe lay on your back to give easier access, but he shakes his head and kisses his teeth.

“back on your stomach. like before.” it’s a request, there’s room for denial, but with the speed at which you follow it, it could easily have been identified as a command instead.

either way, you end up just as you were before. your eyes flutter shut at the first touch. firmer than before, but still gentle in nature, once more a glide through your slit before ending at your entrance.

by the time he has two fingers buried in you, you’ve thrown your leg over his hips and dug your nails into the forearm not flexing with the effort of fingering you. you’re watching him again, but he’s focused on your cunt swallowing his digits this time, the lewd sounds of it all echoing around the bedroom now that the clacking of your nails against your phone screen isn’t present.

he seldom blinks. his lips are parted, gentle breaths leaving them periodically, and if your own lips weren’t so preoccupied with spewing out thankful praises then you would’ve kissed him.

the heel of his palm digs into your ass as he crooks his fingers a little more aggressively. he searches for a second, eyebrows furrowing in determination, and you do your part by lifting your hips and twisting them a little and then there. there it is.

your hips are already lifted so it makes it all the more easier to slide your hand down and press against your clit when he tells you to.

after that it doesn’t take long. just a little while longer and your toes are curling and your back is arching and you’re burying your face into the pillow beneath you.

his fingers stay within you at first, pumping at a more languid pace, and then once you’ve stopped twitching he pets your head soothingly. he peppers kisses into your scalp, and your eyes are suddenly heavier than they were previously.

you peel your head out of the pillows to ask him, “what was that for?”

he pulls you closer into his side with one hand, urging you to press your back to his chest.

“those little shorts.”