#stefanovive

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Stefanov Alexander

[disease]

“IN-BETWEEN: B1” NIKOLAY STEFANOV // 2015 [b/w archival pigment print | 47.2 x 31.5″]

[speakingparts]

TIDELAND 2005 Directed by Terry Gilliam Written by Tony Grisoni and Mr. Gilliam, based on the novel by Mitch Cullin

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From his tone, the man sounded friendly enough, and so Leon moved further into the steam room. The door closed behind him, and as Leon approached the bench, he got a clearer view of his newfound companion through the steam. The first detail Leon noticed was that he was sitting naked. It was hardly surprising, seeing as they were in a sauna, though Leon found some men preferred to preserve their modesty with a towel whilst others liked letting it all hang loose. Of the two types, Leon was also one of the latter. And so, as he reached a bench adjacent to the one the other male was sitting on, Leon undid his towel. 

The question made him scoff, a laugh and a grin following. “An actor of a type, you might say,” he mused whilst folding his towel so he could place it down on the bench to sit on. Leon turned when he’d done that, facing the blond once more, his cock and balls hanging as freely as theirs. He sat down and said, “I’m a stuntman. I throw myself around all day, and then they superimpose some box office draw’s name onto my face for the final edit.” A light chuckle followed. “So, I ‘act’, I guess, but only with my body. How about you?”

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[psikonauti]

Stefanov Alexander (Russian,b.1961)

On Neptune Satellite, 2001

oil on canvas

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[nociodvelura]

[illegallyexisting]

two silly little ghosts (last guys name is Nemanja Stefanovic:3)

[guy60660]

Matei Mattev | Hristo Stefanov | Roberto Conte

[zayadriancas]

Jessie’s Girl

“Sometimes you have to choose between your professional life and your love life. Don’t make the wrong choice.”

[speakingparts]

TIDELAND 2005 Directed by Terry Gilliam Written by Tony Grisoni and Mr. Gilliam, based on the novel by Mitch Cullin

[velvetrogue]

Open Starter

Leon Stefanović - 31, bisexual, stuntman

Open to mutuals and non-mutuals

Connection Ideas - Actor; executive; fellow stunt performer; crew member; staff member; S/O of any of the above; friend & any of the above

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Hollywood contained many secrets unknown to the public at large, though in the grand scheme of things, saunas ranked relatively lowdown on the list. Dotted all over the city, and included within every studio lot, the sauna houses were where actors, crew, executives and staff could go to unwind, regardless of status. In a town where hierarchy was determined by where you ranked on the credits, a sauna was one of the few places where name didn’t matter. 

With his muscles aching and skin slick with sweat after a long day of throwing himself around on the Universal set, Leon entered the sauna with just a towel wrapped around his waist. He strolled down the corridors, looking for a steam room that was free. Unsurprisingly, the end of a working day meant the place was busy. Approaching the end of a corridor towards the back of a building, Leon finally found a room that seemed to be free. He entered, only to see a figure sitting at the back, nearly obscured by the steam. He couldn't quite make out who they were. Oh well, Leon thought. It’s this or nothing. He cleared his throat and said, “You mind if I come in? I promise I’m the quiet type. I just wanna relax after my day.”

[psikonauti]

Stefanov Alexander (Russian,b.1961)

Explosion of Supernova, 2007

oil on canvas

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@writermuses

“Only one place you’re getting pansy ass pulled punches, and that’s when you’re solo training,” Leon retorted, rarely one to let an insult lie, his tongue just as primed for a vicious comeback anytime as his fists were. Despite the shit talk, he knew War was a formidable opponent, and perhaps the most formidable he could hope to face within the confines of the gym itself. It proved to be an intense encounter, which only fuelled the taut tension of Leon’s muscles as he began warming himself up quickly on his side of the mat. As he performed the quick run of shadow boxes and light, quick footwork, he didn’t drop his gaze from War at all.

Or, at least Leon didn’t until he saw the small blonde enter his eye-line. Nora introduced herself with a confident quip, and to it, Leon nodded before turning back to his opponent. “You hear that, War? Gonna come in useful for you later,” he fired back, a clear assurance about his tone. With his brief warm-up complete, Leon approached the centre of the mat, where they’d meet briefly before beginning. As he did so, though, he flashed one last look towards Nora and said “Gonna show you how it’s really done.” 

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