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I just like big burly men...

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SIX 6.07

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Gaz boob study (1/?)

You know how people have a desire for others to read their work? yeah, i have the opposite of that. I post the same way a shy child shows their parents a terrible drawing they made at school.

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COOKING …….🧑‍🍳 some sneak peek 💀✨

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another old one because i have a lot on my head rn and drawing unfortunately can't be a priority

also i like it less and less the more i look at it

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simon "ghost" riley x fem!reader | cyberpunk!au | in limbo au | masterlist

Chapter Two: blue

cw: graphic violence

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There's blood on Simon's tongue when he wakes up.

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western pleasure; simon riley

part six: secrets and suspicions

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outlaw!ghost x afab!reader | masterlist | 1800's wild west

summary: you begin to adjust to your new life in the new town.

word count: 5.9k
cw: mentions of domestic abuse, death. mdni, 18+

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study of a picture i couldn't find credits for

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shiiiiiiitttt thank you pinterest

whos render is this i want more

hes so very. i want to lick him

you know when a man is all warm and sleepy? yeah.

jigsaw | thirteen | masterlist

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Simon wakes up two days later without fanfare. One second, you’re passing by his closed door at least once every hour. Using the excuse of getting water, food, or using the bathroom to quickly check on him. You don’t enter his room again—not wanting to intrude—but linger quietly.

The next, you’re wandering out into a lobby and he’s leaning against a counter. Looking pale, but alive, hunched over a steaming mug he carefully sips between dry hands. Your heart skips pathetically, the first thing you’ve felt other than dread since the moment you awoke. Feet frozen where you stand.

He freezes. Sensing your presence, his eyes fall on you and the cup pauses halfway to his mouth.

“Bird,” he greets in a rasp.

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HAPPY NEW YEARS!
and many happy new ghoap memories ahead <3

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Medieval Fantasy AU Ghost 💀

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