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darlingshane · 3 months

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Jon Bernthal + Walking (suggested by @anna-hawk)

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texaschainsawmascara · 8 months

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Angelina Jolie, 2000

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chellestrash · 8 months

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ethan sawyer icons

#yeah i made some new ones cause i miss him #jon bernthal #ethan sawyer #those who wish me dead #jon bernthal icons #ethan sawyer icons

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lucy-sky · 1 year

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@giftober 2022 | Day #27: “Touch”

#giftober2022 #jon bernthal #cinemapix #filmtvdaily #filmtvcentral #dailyflicks #twd #american gigolo #sharp stick #sweet virginia #the unforgivable #the punisher #those who wish me dead #*#**#darlingshane #userkk #userkimb #stephibee

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hcnnibal · 1 year

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i was put on this earth to love patrick blackwell

#those who wish me dead #patrick blackwell #blood tw

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chelseasdagger · 2 years

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JON BERNTHAL as DEP. ETHAN SAWYER | THOSE WHO WISH ME DEAD (2021)

#i literally opened the movie to get screencaps and saw this again and i had to i'm sorry #jon bernthal #jonbernthaledit #ethan sawyer #those who wish me dead #dilfsource #filmedit #tw gun #< just to be safe #made this for my three efan girls ily :*#*mygifs

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featherofthegods · 8 days

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#Those Who Wish Me Dead #Hannah Faber #Ethan Sawyer #Angelina Jolie #Jon Bernthal

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kwistowee · 2 years

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Jon Bernthal looking amazing as officers of the law...

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denim-devil · 1 year

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I HATE (with a burning passion) how small the Jon Bernthal x Male reader “community” Is…*cries

#male reader #x male reader #jon bernthal #the punisher #frank castle #julian kaye #american gigolo #fury 2014 #grady travis #ethan sawyer #those who wish me dead #smut #fluff #angst #shane walsh #the walking dead

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down-in-dixie · 9 months

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#my gifs #those who wish me dead #angelina jolie #twwmd gifs

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adorelights · 11 months

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Happy Birthday Angelina Jolie

4th June 1975

#angelina jolie #girl interrupted #lara croft #shark tale #mr & mrs smith #wanted #kung fu panda #changeling #salt #the tourist #maleficent #those who wish me dead #eternals

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darlingshane · 1 month

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Jon Bernthal | Forehead Touches

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stephibee · 2 years

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#my gifs #jon bernthal #jbernthaledit #those who wish me dead #cinemapix #dailyflicks #filmtvcentral #darlingshane #punksimulation #userdoraff #userdorff

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chellestrash · 7 months

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Off duty

Ethan Sawyer x F!Reader

summary: Ethan with a beard? Maybeeee?

word count: 1.5k

warnings: smut, oral (female receiving), teasing, pet names

a/n: if you saw any typos...no you didn't. this is my fifth fic this week for @bernthirst-events help!

The scent of the fresh mountain air fills your lungs the second you begin to stir in your sleep. Snuggling closer into one of the big pillows on the big wooden bed, you exhale quietly, keeping your eyes closed for another moment, hoping to be able to rest for at least a little while longer.

Your muscles relax, your body slowly letting you drift off back to sleep before suddenly, you hear the footsteps. Despite keeping your eyes closed, your eyebrows pull together at the sound, but you wait patiently, still not fully convinced whether you should try to get up or allow yourself to rest some more. After the sound of footsteps approaches your side of the room, you feel the mattress dip under the weight of Ethan's body when he sits down next to you at the edge of the bed. It's good to have him back. His work trips never took more than a couple days but this one, for some reason felt particularly long.

Still not moving, you wait to see what he does. His face blocks out the light from the balcony when he checks if you're awake before you feel his fingers brush over your back through the fabric of your shirt, well... his shirt you chose to sleep in. Not getting a reaction out of you, he sighs quietly, whispering a gentle “baby?” before pressing his palm against your lower back. Watching your body raise and fall quietly with your steady breathing, he waits another moment, hoping you'll come to him before leaning down closer to you.

Bunching up the fabric of the shirt and pulling it up your body he exposes your back, the cold air from the open window hits your skin, and it's a split second before you feel the contrasting heat of his lips in the same spot. The kisses continue, over your back, up to your spine and then neck, one final kiss behind your ear, and you finally, finally give him a response.

A deep breath, followed by a loud hum as your body moves on the bed, attempting to find a slightly more comfortable position.

“Oh, oh shit, I woke you up?”

He whispers, lips brushing over your earlobe gently, a tickling sensation runs through your body, and you groan, disproving.

He knew he woke you up, it was his plan from the beginning you knew it, and you were pretty sure he knew you were aware of it.

“Sawyer I swear-”

You start and feel his deep, grumbly chuckle against your skin.

“Yeah yeah.”

He mumbles, digging his arm under your sleepy body before he turns you to lay on your back. You keep your eyes closed, shutting them tight and turning your head away from the source of light, finally settling on covering half of your face with the back of your arm.

“C'mon baby, I need a kiss goodbye. Gotta leave for the station”

You shake your head, a loud grunt, disagreeing with his words, your way of protesting against the Sheriff's decision to send Ethan back to work the same day he got back from the field. 'Some paperwork' he explained over the phone on his way to you the night before but, it still didn't sit right with you.

“Oh really? You want me to be late?”

He attempts to bargain, but you turn your face away, feeling more and more awake now but still not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

“I'm asleep Sawyer.”

You mumble, stirring underneath his body, trying to push him off. One arm still thrown over your face, the other pushing against his chest.

“Ahh bullshit, c'mere.”

He leans down over your body once again, moving your arm out of the way. He starts with kisses on your collarbone, moving up your neck and then over your jaw, cheeks, and lips.

You frown, not used to the slight pricking that accompanied his kisses this time. Tilting your head back slightly and off to the side, you encourage him, inviting the slower and deeper kisses. The unfamiliar stubble scratches over your sensitive skin, and you grunt softly, your hand on his cheek as you push his face away, finally opening your eyes to inspect.

“Oh shit, look at that people, she's awake!”

He teases, and you snort, rolling your eyes you breathe out a quiet laugh, eyes glancing around his face while your thumb rubs over the hair. The confused look on your face gets a reaction out from him, and he frowns, his fingers wrapping around your wrists gently.

“What?”

“What's this about?”

You ask quietly, and he tilts his head to the side slightly, squinting his eyes, not sure what you're asking about.

“What's what about, baby?”

You push your thumb harder against his cheek, inspecting the short beard.

“You didn't shave?”

He frowns, but his body relaxes the second he realizes it's nothing serious, his nonchalant demeanor back almost instantly.

“What? You tryna' tell me you don't like it?”

Ethan brushes his fingers over his chin with a frown.

Cupping his face with both your hands now, you inspect the look further, it's not a big change, nothing drastic, it's just a beard but you're not used to facial hair on Ethan, you haven't seen him growing it out like this before. You smile gently as he leans into your touch.

“No, I like it.”

Your thumbs brush over his face again, and he turns to kiss the inside of your palm.

“Wanted to try something new.”

You nod at his words.

“It's cute, Deputy, you gonna grow it out?”

“Maybe, depends.”

He whispers, his body slowly leaning down to rest on top of yours.

“On what?”

“You.”

You breathe out a quiet laugh, pushing his head down onto your chest.

“Yeah? That's so considerate of you officer.”

“Mhm”

He nods, confirming how incredibly generous he is.

“I mean, it's gotta be your decision.”

He starts after a moment, looking up at you.

“Yeah?"

"Mhm, you're the one who's gonna feel it when I do this.”

Ethan pushes off of you and pulls himself up higher. His face is now above yours as he moves to press a kiss against your lips, the thick hair brushes over your skin, you don't mind it.

“And this.”

He moves lower down your body, kissing over your neck now.

“And this.

A whisper as his lips brush over your collarbones.

He continues, down your chest and stomach, pushing the fabric off the shirt up to work his way down between your legs now.

“Through, you said you're gonna be late?”

You tease, knowing very well work was the last thing on Ethan's mind at that moment. Watching as he glances up, pushing your legs open slowly, you nod, giving him the permission he's waiting for.

Ethan grunts, kissing the inside of your thighs, his warm, soft lips contrasting with the rough prickle of the hair. Hand rubbing up and down one leg, lips on the other. Your hips push up slightly, chasing the sensation the second he pulls away.

“Ethaaan.”

You whine and he chuckles.

“So the beard works?”

“Oh, it so works.”

He scoffs, his lips pressing against your thigh again before he nudges your clit with the tip of his nose through the fabric of your panties. Moving his head from side to side, slowly he brushes the rough hair over your skin, quickly following with gentle kisses.

“Ethan.”

You push and he breathes out a quiet laugh.

“Okay, baby, but you can't blame me if it hurts later.”

You spend the rest of the morning with Deputy Ethan Sawyer's head between your legs. Pushing them together, squeezing the sides of his face tighter as he works his tongue over you again and again. The short hair rubs over your skin, it's a slightly burning sensation, but he does his best to soothe the area, kissing and licking over the insides of your things, humming gently against your body the second your fingers tighten the grip around his dark curls.

Ethan lets out a grunt, and you look up at the sound, catching him pushing his hips down against the mattress. Your hips buck up at the sight, and you throw your head back, thinking about how his body reacts to you, how he grinds into the bed while eating you out.

A whine slips past your lips, and he chuckles softly, the rumble traveling through your body.

You hum quietly, reaching out for his hand, and he holds it tightly, intertwining your fingers together.

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After taking care of you, making sure you'd really feel that beard between your legs, Ethan rests his head on top of your lower stomach, right above your center. You push your hand through the tick, dark curls, and he hums gently at the touch.

“Thank you, Deputy.”

He nods.

“M gonna call off work.”

He whispers against your skin, his eyes shut, the hair around his lips and on his chin still shiny from you.

“Okay baby, I get a whole day to look at your cute new beard then?”

“Yes ma'am.”

He answers quietly, eyes still closed.

“Nice, I'll write it down on my to-do list.”

“Okay… I'll write YOU down on mine.”

You scoff. Rolling your eyes, fully aware he genuinely means it.

#ethan sawyer #ethan sawyer x reader #beardthalbash #those who wish me dead #ethan sawyer fanfiction #jon bernthal #jon bernthal fanfiction #jon bernthal character

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