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[girlcockmartyn]

LOUD SIGH. I WANT HER SO BADDDD. FUCCCKKK. I NEED TO EAT HER OUT SLOPPY STYLE (34 YEAR OLD MAN)

I KNOWWWWW GAWDDAMN ....... UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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hello thank you i am stealing the smajor blinkie thing have a lovely day you sexy person

YOU TOO BOSS o77

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let’s fill martyn with cum. Together

Teamwork 👍👍👍👍

TEAMWORK . which hole you want king

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can u repost the spiral eyes happy trance image thing it won't load for me :/

sure thing !!!!!

(again by hypnoskeletoon)

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age gap treebark is based and those student/professor treebark fics on ao3 are some of my faves to ever come out of the fandom

YEAHHH THE TA ONES ?? THOSE ARE SO GOODDDD

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we've gotta be weirder about age gaps . rens 7 years older than martyn . what if it was more

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Happy end of spring, treebarkers! To celebrate our three slutty, slutty years together, nsfwtreebarkweek is cumming to tumblr!

We've made a prompt list that'll go from May 26th through June 1st, but if you see this at a later date and still want to participate, be our guest! Just @nsfwtreebarkweek, and we'll reblog it.

Some tags to use are #nsfwtreebarkweek, #treebark, #trafficnsfw, and/or #suggestive, depending on the content. All we ask is that everything has the appropriate community label.

(This blog is not affiliated with the original treebarkweek)

[girlcockmartyn]

Glad we can all agree that martyn needs to be forcefemmed. Wife her up!!!

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thanks u guys for being niceys and not putting me down on the spot

spit your shit pookie

little heart forbme ................

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spit your shit pookie

little heart forbme ................

[girlcockmartyn]

can i say something insane and parasocial and weird and you guys promise not to make fun of me

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im the only person on trafficnsfwblr that is totally neutral on jimmy solidarity

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bear joel save me… bear joel… save me bear joel…

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thinks about treebark rpf . i had a dream about them last night

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I love how horny this fandom is

Keep thirsting over minecrafters guys god bless

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ALRIGHT anyone else we need at least 2 more

might do this .. suggestions on which characters for which are appreciated

original by hypnoskeletoon on twt

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Idea! Martyn the ever diligent Hand of the King is not taking a break. Ren drags Martyn to his bed and renders him unable to walk

“Martyn,” Ren hummed as his hand bustled around the basement of Dogwarts.

“I just think we can outsmart them, right? Easily. We just have to put our nose to the grindstones—”

“Martyn,” Ren had been hearing similar sentiments from Martyn for a few days now and, while the dedication was admirable, it was beginning to get a little worrisome. Martyn still didn’t seem to hear.

“Because what do they have on their side, really? Not numbers, unless they all band together, which— psh, have you seen them?— but that doesn’t mean we don’t have to strategize…”

Ren had stood now, just off to the side of the path Martyn was pacing.

“Strategy’s very important. It’s key, really. So we focus on strategy, among us and the army, and what—?”

Martyn’s effort to walk a groove into the floor was halted by Ren’s hand on his arm. He blinked up at him.

“Martyn,” he said a final time. This time Martyn heard.

“Y… Yeah?” Martyn smiled that dumb, nervous smile of his and… ugh. How could Ren resist? His hand slid up from Martyn’s elbow to his soft bicep. The latter’s gaze latched on to the contact.

“You’ve been awfully wound up lately,” Ren noted. Martyn blinked, focus regained, and gave a slightly baffled chuckle.

“Well… yeah, ‘course I have!” he raised an eyebrow, saying sarcastically “Not like we’re at war or anything.”

“You need to take a break.”

“What?” Martyn scoffed at the very idea. “My liege, be serious. There are far more pressing matters at hand than me.”

Ren made a face at that.

“I can’t name many things I value more than you.”

Ren’s gaze, visible as he peered over low shades, had Martyn seemingly locked in place. His hand struggled to say anything for a moment.

“But surely one of those things is Dogwarts.”

“Yes,” Ren admitted, “But it’s not Dogwarts without you. And a strategist’s efforts are wasted if he’s not rested well enough.”

Martyn looked aside.

“Okay,” he huffed, “So, fine, what’s this? You’re making me take a nap?”

Ren grinned. A grin which he knew showed off his sharp teeth. Martyn seemed well aware of this too.

“Not quite,” said Ren.

“Then what—...?” Martyn cut himself off as Ren started backing him up, closer and closer until Martyn stumbled and tripped into their shared bed. He blinked as Ren situated himself on top of him. For once, he was taken aback. Ren's grin remained.

“I had a different type of relaxation in mind.”