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Milkshake | A Valentine’s Day One Shot

I know it’s a day early but here we have one in which Harry fucks up because I hate Valentine’s Day and we don’t need any extra sappy-ness, ok? It’s hard enough being permanently single without having a special day to rub it in my face.

“Date night Tuesday, yeah? For Valentine’s Day?” Harry says as you lie your head on his chest. There’s a show on the telly at the end of the bed but neither of you are really paying attention, more interested in the whispered conversation you’re having. He’s been home for a while but soon he’ll be gone again and you wish you could keep him by your side like this forever so he could never leave. But Gucci clothes don’t buy themselves, do they? Oh but yes they do, you reason, when they’re sent to him for free.

“Gotta be seen to be wearing ‘em, makes everyone money,” he justifies with a small giggle.

“Yeah but I still don’t understand why they give the free stuff to the very people who can afford to pay for it? This is how rich people stay rich, you know? They don’t have to buy anything for themselves. I read that Lady GaGa got given a £10k place to stay for the Super Bowl for free by Air BnB, I mean, what the fuck?”

“Are you saying you don’t like the dress YSL sent you?”

“That is completely beside the point, Harry. Entirely. I can’t afford it, you can.”

“Oh, of course, sorry, I forgot you can’t afford anything with your multi-millionaire fiancé,” he rolls his eyes.

“Nope. What’s yours is yours until you get that ring on my finger,” you tease.

“Still think we should skip the big wedding and jus’ go t’ Vegas.”

“Your mother would kill us both,” you laugh. “And why Vegas, of all places? Could go anywhere in the world on our own and you choose Vegas?”

“When we’re in LA sometime…quick flight to Vegas, married an hour later, done.”

“Gosh, remember when I thought you were romantic?”

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My friend and I were making shitty sonic ocs in class. Then this amazing old rat was born! Meet Randy the Rat! He’s supposed to resemble those “back in my day” old angry, crotchety people and he’s always roasting my characters XD

HE wears a hospital gown and slippers with a cane. With the Chaos Emeralds, he grows a mullet, cleft chin, and very nice eye brows

…. What have I done??

mysweetdragonfly  asked:

Peter Parker #4 from smut list

A/n this isn’t actually smut sorry but It’s more of implied smut.

4.“I’m about to take a shower – join me?”

“Can we stop please ! ! !” Peter breathed heavily as you pinned him down for the sixth time in the past hour.

Ever since you guys have become avengers Steve and Tony had encouraged you guys to train together. Seeing as you guys were the youngest and they wanted you guys to bond more. It’s funny you have known Peter since kindergarten but never actually talk to each other until you guys were recruited by the avengers. So from seeing each other at school and training at the avengers compound you guys progressed from friends to boyfriend and girlfriend.

“Can we actually end our training to the day?” you got off of him and walked towards the towel that was on the chair. “I have to study for that chemistry test tomorrow.”

“Oh crap that’s tomorrow ! ! !” Peter scrambled to get up.

“Yeah. Mrs. Hollingsworth said this was going to be worth half our grade.” you laughed at the boy who is freaking out. “Do you want to come over and study? My parents are out of town so it’ll be just be the two of us.”

“Yes please. I think I might actually fail the test.” Peter draped his arm around your shoulder.

“Alright let’s go.” you gave him a quick kiss before you guys proceeded to leave the training room.

*peters pov*

“Wow I can’t believe you actually rewrite all your notes four times.” I laughed as went through y/n super organized notes for the tenth time.

“Shut it Parker. Rewriting them multiple times is actually helps.” She hit me with a pillow. We have been studying for the past two hours. “Well I’m about to take a shower so I could wash away the sweat from earlier. Do you want to join me? ” my jaw dropped at her question because we’ve never seen each other naked. Don’t get me wrong I’ve been dying to see y/n naked but I didn’t want to pressure her. So her asking me if I want to join her in the shower came as a surprise to me.

“I-I-I- sure” I stuttered as I got up.

“I was joking babe.” she laughed and I couldn’t help but blush from embarrassment. “Unless you really want to”.

“I do actually. I’m sweaty as well and if we shower together we’ll be saving water.” I boldly said and caused her to raise her eye brows.

“Nice excuse babe.” she started to remove he clothes. “But I’m warning you. There is a slight chance that I might feel frisky in the shower so you might have to stop me.”

“What if I don’t want to stop you” I laughed nervously.

“Well then, you might get lucky in the shower” she smiled at me as she placed a kiss a few inches away from my lips. “Do want to get lucky in the shower Peter?”

“More than anything” I grabbed her hand and dragged her into her bathroom where it took us almost an hour to get clean. Mostly because we couldn’t keep our hands or lips off each other.

Looking out of my window…knowing for a fact that my dreams will become a reality

anonymous asked:

am i a trans if i constantly compare myself to females looks wise but i still want to fuck them? like if i see a bitch with nice skin and eye brows im like wow how do i get my skin to look like that, how do i get eye brows that clean., what her booty look like

this is hands down the messiest ask I have ever received