this shot shows their dynamic perfectly

seen from Malaysia
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seen from Russia
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seen from Jamaica
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seen from United States
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this shot shows their dynamic perfectly
You hated the kids who bullied you in the orphanage, the thugs who wanted to grab your business, rich folks who poison our city! I remember everyone who made you suffer. And God is my witness, I was patient for far too long.
And when creation goes to die You can find me in the sky Upon the last day And you will be okay https://youtu.be/A5or5PyS3KQ
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Ever since the letter came, it's been the same cycle: find a man, get drunk enough that he starts to resemble someone else, and then bring him home, only for Sergey to change his mind and not go through with it. Some of the men, however, don't want to take no for an answer and Bird can't ignore it any longer.
And now I post the actual fic lmao, another movie verse Sergey/Bird but it’s actually serovolk but it’s technically not mindfucky fic, featuring unhealthy coping mechanisms, a situation that escalates, and protection and possessiveness in equal measure
Sergey wakes early to the sensation of a mouth on his cock and his own face between his legs. He can’t help but moan, blearily glancing at the clock. 5 am. He then groans for an entirely different reason
Bird pulls off and laughs. “Don’t you know the early bird always gets the worm?”