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I'm so tempted to spoil scenes from wild animals but I caaaaaannnnnnttttttttt I just have to finish it 😭
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today i’m in love with Brian Moser. fucking weirdo
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I'm so tempted to spoil scenes from wild animals but I caaaaaannnnnnttttttttt I just have to finish it 😭
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omg christian posted a tiktok of him going somewhere on a flight and at the location its police department costumes and film cameras and then he shows a red blazer with black pants and a white wife beater... IS HE GOING TO ACTUALLY BE IN RESURRECTION😭 he has to be.. he's even liking the comments talking about this
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guys I dunno about this I'm not seeing anything on IMDb but maybe he's unlisted? 🥲
CHRISTIAN CAMARGO IS BACK FOR DEXTER RESURRECTION!!! WE WON!!! MOSERCEST FUCKING WON!!! FINALLY NEW CONTENT FOR MOSERCEST!!!
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girls like serial killers because they know what it feels like to be angry and violent and completely unhinged
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CHRISTIAN CAMARGO IS BACK FOR DEXTER RESURRECTION!!! WE WON!!! MOSERCEST FUCKING WON!!! FINALLY NEW CONTENT FOR MOSERCEST!!!
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Bro, why does this feel like choosing a starter Pokémon?
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I'm obsessed with Brian's hands
For one stupid, thoughtless moment, you swear you nearly melt back in his touch. Nearly sink into those hands which barely touch you, and it must be imagined, how restrained they feel from taking more, from pulling you deeper into the dark of himself.
Every inch of you flinches as Brian smoothly steals inside your terrified vision, standing above where you're tied face-up. A halo of light above his darkly-curled head as his dexterous, latex-wreathed hands creak with the motion of his fingers, testing the trigger of some sort of saw, like he wants you to see as its engine burns, just for you.
“You’re shaking…” he observes; large hands a solid anchor around yours, and they clasp just a fraction firmer around your trembling.
Brian’s towering outline is black against the glow; Dexter’s syringe already primed, held loosely at his side, his agile thumb upon its plunger. And where your own hands still hold an overwhelmed tremble, his own a master’s repose.
And you want to push away from him–you do–but you’re reduced to sculptor’s clay in his artist’s hands. An unfired doll for his fingers to form, to play with; to mold into whatever shapes they like.
He leads you toward a row of rubber-ended sledge hammers. Leaving your side to take one off the rack. Testing its massive weight between his surgeon’s hands. Speculative, before breezily tossing it into the cart, which rattles beneath its bulk.
I rest my case. But also you should fully expect me to obsess over his hands some more lol
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i love roby attal sm i wish he was real
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i love when roby attal 🩷💚🖤💕💖❤️🩵🩶❤️🔥💞💘🧡💙🤍❤️🩹💓💝💛💜🤎❣️💗
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happy pride month!! here’s 2 of my fav christian photos

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i wanna suck this mentally ill man’s dick so bad but he’s not real so instead i’ll write about it
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