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HI OMG TAG GAME HOW SILLY IS THAT?!

is it even mini if she doesnt have cargos on??? anyways youll always catch me slurping down a monster, pacific punch 4 lyfers 🩷🩷

tags: UM,,,, @derocatem @stale-trash @natduckie @the-travelling-witch + whoever else wants to participate!!!!!! (i always get so shy tagging people 😖)

first time starting a tag game teehee but found this picrew and just had to get the gang on it, so rb w urs!!

tags: @bunni-v1 @mini-ism @luminique @strawb3rry-saturnzbarz @pinksandss + anyone who wants to join ♡

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havent written in a while. hi wow ew

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i lpbe him a normgal anmoynt

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sexy biker bf 😭😭😭😭

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leon was so hot yall dont understand

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hi lighter jacking off ok thats the post goodnigt

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I am back...

TheWeeknd…

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but bro what about your penis blast.....

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MINII, I LOST EARLY 50/50 FOR LIGHTER ON GRACE JUST NOW :( NOW IM SAD :((

NOOOOO!!!!!

ITS OKAY TRUST HE WILL COME HOME HE TOLD ME HE WAS OUT GETTING FLOWERS AND MISSED YOU!!!

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GO, GO, GO

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Lighter asked the Proxy for help in choosing new sunglasses but ultimately chose the same pair...

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lighter rerun season has been a blessing

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wedunnit

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HI UMMM omg first tag game in a while kinda nervous oh shucks

favorite color: blue and orange

last song: 4X4 by travis scott

currently reading: none 🤓

currently watching: been meaning to get into house MD LOOOOOL

currently craving: an empty stomach so i can eat more

coffee or tea?: monster 😛 probably coffee, though

tags: (i always get soooo shy tagging omgs….) @xxgoldie @stale-trash @bunni-v1 @natduckie and whoever else wants to or um! not!!!

get to know your moots tag game ! ✶ answer the questions, then tag six people

favorite color ꕀ green and brown last song ꕀ tú by maye currently reading ꕀ the luminaries by susan dennard currently watching ꕀ the great british baking show currently craving ꕀ massaman curry. like always. and like. alcohol and a couple cigs HAHA. a break too :P coffee or tea ꕀ always tea! i don't like coffee

ty for the tag @saltcxrcle ! tagging: @lelapine @toadspondofwhimsy @outof-spite @h0neyst4rz @hhoneylemon @our-lady-of-venom

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i had a fleeting thought heres me writing it down hahahahahahahahahaha (im normal!!!) heres a drabble bro!!!! 18+ MDNI!!!!!!!

anton ivanov x reader x grace howard

no beta read we die like nicoles parents, oral sex (face/throatfucking) (male receiving), reader and tonton like eachother for sure grace was the first to notice lol, grace helps reader give a blowjob

you and anton shouldn’t be fooling around like this on a job site.

his hand was covering his mouth entirely, holding back any sort of gasp. he couldn’t afford to be heard when he should be diligently working, his presence would absolutely go noticed. he was, after all, the crew’s hype man, the go-to when you needed some help.

…but here he was, pants pooled around his ankles, one hand over his mouth and the other on the back of your head. your face was pressed deep into his crotch, lips wrapped around his thick cock. you looked damn good on your knees, mouth full of his dick.

you two had snuck off after one too many suggestive looks, too many bicep flexes and too many lip bites, carelessly hiding behind a temporary break room for the construction crew. the spot was snug enough, the only chance of you two getting caught was if someone actively sought either of you out.

funnily enough, both of you gone at the same time would be too coincidental. it’s obvious when anton is eager to please, and when you’re just a bit on edge. his more perceptive colleagues were positive he’d been seen catching an eyeful of your ass or staring hard at your lips, nothing about him was subtle.

anton let out a squeaky noise, his fingers digging further into the base of your hand, hips sharply thrusting into your warm, inviting mouth. your lips were sealed around him, chin dripping with your saliva. you could taste pre-cum on your tongue, the obscene noises of your sucking ringing out just a bit too loudly. he winced, the pleasure almost overloading his senses entirely, head falling back against the thin sheet of steel covering the exterior of the break room— it made a metallic ‘thunk!’ noise.

anton grit his teeth as his eyes rolled back, your tongue unrelenting in its ministrations. he could feel your hands grabbing onto his thighs real tight, your nose pressing deep into his groin, the way you struggled to breathe. your raspy, desperate breaths caused your throat to spasm even harder as you choked on the length and your lack of air, your spit carelessly leaking onto your face and his cock, coating it like a second skin. and that perfect tongue… he couldn’t get enough of the way your tongue ran along the rigid base of his cock, stiff and desperate for your attention, and when you pulled back greedily for air, yet you wouldn’t dare neglect the tip of it either, where’d you learn this?

you lapped at another leaky bead of pre-cum drooling from his cockhead when you were caught. undeniably, undoubtedly, absolutely caught in the act. by, arguably, the most perceptive of his colleagues. yet, she just shook her head and laughed, mocking him with a soft “took you two long enough.”

grace was humored by anton’s stunned reaction, both you and him frozen… except your dominant hand, which was still stroking him subconsciously. she waltzed over with an air of confidence, pressing her index finger to her lips and playfully chuckling.

she leaned down into a squat, her hand replacing anton’s with a lethally coy, almost artificially sweet smile, her gentle gaze holding yours as she instructed you, “go on, open wide.”

with her encouragement, you took anton’s cock back into your mouth. grace wasted no time bobbing your head back and forth, anton’s hand smacking loudly on the sheet metal behind him desperately, eyes screwed shut as he whined loudly. the sight was enough to make his knees buckle, watching you suck his cock under grace’s guidance, seeing you obey just like that…

grace continued to push your head back and forth, twisting your neck at some intervals to lap at his cock at different angles, tongue accepting as much length as possible, “there you go, sweetie, see how much he likes that?”

you whimpered softly around the shaft of his cock, your breathing ragged and heavy, eyes darting between grace’s gentle, guiding look, her eyes lidded in satisfaction, and anton’s ‘barely-holding-on’ grimace. his face was tight with tension, eyes shut desperately, as if his legs would tremble and cum immediately if he opened them.

even with her soft, sweet look, she held no mercy for you, “come on, hun, doesn’t anton taste so good?” she pushed your head deeper into his crotch, strangling you with every inch of his twitching, needy dick. a strangled groan tore from anton’s throat, the sensation making him squirm, hips bucking to meet grace’s forceful movements.

anton’s chest rose and fell rapidly through the tight, black, button-up shirt he wore, buttons threatening to pop any second. his breathing was labored and heavy, gasping and sweating. he groaned loudly, throwing his head back against the thin metal behind him again, thrusting his hips into your face, his hands both meeting grace’s at the back of your head.

with a deep grunt, anton’s brows furrowed, squeezing his eyes further shut as his orgasm washed over him. with a few desperate shakes and heavy pants, he opened his eyes to see you looking up at him with glassy eyes. as he came, the taste of his cum flooded your mouth, leaving you nearly no choice but to swallow it all down like you were starved. your throat tightened around him a few more times before they both let you come up for air, your hold on his thighs your only anchor.

she just got up from her squat with a smirk, musing to herself about ‘i knew it,’ and ‘adorable.’ she knew long before both of you really did.

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me and the 3 other anton fans cheered

happy birthday

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IM INSIDE HIM