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Sheppard Westcliff | Эми | она/её | she/her | костенины❤️‍🩹

Joined August 2016
моё желание сменить закреп меня пересилило и поскольку я своих твитторатах чё хочу то и ворочу постольку я бомбачу под этим твитом сборную солянку из всяких штук которые я делала по чернобле а что вы мне сделаете #чзо #чернобля #чернобыль #чернобыльзонаотчуждения
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Twins at the carousel #bloodymary 💫 #ironlung #projecthailmary
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бляха +30 подпимщеков и почти 3к лайков за ночь вы чё чиканутые?😭😭😭 окститесь это всё наёбка я почти не пишу по брайеонам
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#bryeon 🔞 Bryan sometimes feels rather unattractive, too soft compared to Leon's strong, lean body. Bryan sometimes feels awkward undressing in front of him, and often asks to have sex with the lights off. He doesn't like seeing, feeling, or being aware of his a bit plump,+
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The most beautiful, gorgeous, I adore you." Brian trembles in his arms with pleasure and excitement, feeling a mixture of embarrassment, amazement, and such intense arousal that it makes him dizzy. And when Leon, with a breathtaking moan, pushes himself all the way in,+
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staining Brian's hips, Brian feels simultaneously the most beautiful and the most depraved. But he loves it immensely. And then he himself comes from just looking at his stained thighs.
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я только щас обратила внимание что на обложке научного журнала в котором я уже публиковалась и для которого готовлю новую статью в числе прочих людей есть райан гослинг😭😭😭 мне нигде от него не скрыться
я весь день писала научную статью и только вечером решила ненадолго отвлечься на написание зарисовки по блади мэри. была открыта куча файлов а башка уже плохо варила поэтому больше всего я боялась что утром посреди статьи мой научник обнаружит как саймон называет грейса good boy
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Okay, now I *might* have to do something with this then... Damn. #wip #BloodyMary
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actually thinking about Simon calling Ryland a dove. firstly Grace’s so luminous pure and gentle like a wedding dove. secondly when he’s working he’s messy & looking like a disheveled ruffled hungry street pigeon that’s easily spooked by sudden noises or appearance #bloodymary
#bloodymary #phm #ironlung I suppose someone might’ve written something like this too, but anyway Well, naturally, Ryland tends to work with such intense focus that he completely ignores fatigue, hunger, thirst, or even the uncomfortable posture that has left his back aching+
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day ends exactly like this," Ryland scoffs. Suddenly, Simon pulls firmly on his shoulder, forcing him to turn around and face him. "Are you kidding me? You aren’t intrusive, or fussy, or any of those other things you called yourself. It’s just that I… I worry about you."+
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with a tender smile, beginning to stroke Ryland’s back with gentle, careful movements. "Go to sleep, little dove." Ryland settles in, feeling a profound sense of calm and security wash over him.+
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He drifts off to sleep quickly, the last thing he registers being the warmth of Simon’s hands and the soothing, rhythmic caresses that make the ache in his tired back gradually fade away.
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intrusive, way too talkative, fussy, clingy," Ryland sighs. "I’m sorry for constantly bothering you, annoying you, making you tinkering away with me all the time." "What are you talking about?" Simon exhales, astonished. "Where did you get that idea?" "Oh, c’mon. Every single+
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#bloodymary #phm #ironlung I suppose someone might’ve written something like this too, but anyway Well, naturally, Ryland tends to work with such intense focus that he completely ignores fatigue, hunger, thirst, or even the uncomfortable posture that has left his back aching+
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across his shoulder. "Please, tell me," he asks. "You know I’ll always listen and support you. It hurts me to see you suffering like this." "I just… feel ashamed," Ryland replies after a moment of silence. "Ashamed? Why?" Simon asks, surprised. "I’m well aware that I’m terribly+
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against him and wraps his arms around Ryland’s belly. "What’s wrong, my little dove?" he asks. "You don't seem like yourself today." Ryland says nothing, but Simon can sense — almost physically — that something is gnawing at him. Simon leaves a trail of light, tender kisses+
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