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Balthy, what are you even posting.
What the hell are you doing, man?
Not looking at shirtless pictures of you.
I’m not even gonna ask how you got these photos, because I sure don’t remember laying in front of a camera.
What? You don’t think I know how to use a camera?
Look at you, underestimating an angel!
Unfortunately, Dean won’t stop spraying that awful Axe product absolutely everywhere and I’m suffering from a horrible case of artblock.
I’ve decided I’d take a break for a while since I’ve been at this almost nonstop for weeks.
If you have any questions and aren’t demanding a photo-reply, please bless me with those now. Please, good lord.
I may throw a little sketch of some sort out there every once in a while but please do not expect much from Uncle Balthy at the moment.
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I was content to stay like this, the warm waves crashing against my tired body, regardless of the fact Dean could drown. He propped himself up on his elbows though, apparently not to fond of the dying option and I could feel him staring at me."We just-"
"Had really great sex? Yes, we did, and if you complain about it I will turn you over and start round two, lube or no."
-BalxDean X3
Still trying to name that cat.
Everyone just needs to make a pony, okay?
We’ve collected these from everyone respectfully (except for Michael and Sam) over Chatango and whatnots.
I edited in the cutie marks.
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