Have fun boys and girls~.((Taken from; :iconBetterthanEngland: xD ))More Like This
Me + You = Locked in a bedroom:
1. Hardcore sex?
2. Talk about life?
3. Play video games?
4. Get drunk?
5. Make out?
7. Watch porn?
8. Confide in each other?
9. Quick kiss?
11. Try and get out?
12. TICKLE WAR!?
13. Chill in seperate emo corners?
14. Make a baby?
15. Zombie Apocalypse in the dark?
19. Hope for rescue?
20. Give hickies?
21.kill each of us?
22.hang our self?
23.punch and slap each other until we're dead.?
Fanservice...?"I don't understand why I'm doing this...."More Like This
1st to comment: I will kiss you on the cheek.
2nd to comment: I will hug you.
3rd to comment: I'll answer any kind of question.
4th to comment: I will say you're sexy.
5th to comment: You can get one thing of your choosing from me.
"...now this is going too far...."
6th to comment: A sexy make out in the bathroom
7th to comment: Make me wear what ever you want for a week.
8th to comment: I'll go on a date with you.
9th to comment: I will french kiss you.
10th to comment- I'll draw you something.
11th to comment: Own-me for a night.
"I feel like killing something."
Plump Pups: National Doughnut DayMore Like This
A/N: These characters are not anthropomorphic, even in spite of sometimes being referred to as the dog they are meant to represent, they are simply human girls with some dog-like features (like ears and tail) and personality traits.
"Happy doughnut day!"
Margery's little Pom tail waggled back and forth as she placed a stack of boxes onto the kitchen table. Glory, her younger adopted sister, eyed the containers cautiously, but she was even more confused by the Pomeranian's words.
"Happy doughnut day? What the hell are you talking about?" The Doberman asked. She reached out and popped open one of the boxes, revealing two rows of delicious, saliva-inducing doughnuts, six in each row, ranging from plain to glazed to white cream with sprinkles. She assumed that the other three boxes in the stack carried similar items. Margery wore a smile that carried far more pride than it probably should have, for something she boasted yet she played no actual part in.
"Yeah, it's National Doughnut Day
Flutter ButterPrancing over to Rarity’s boutique, Fluttershy hummed a joyous tune on her way there. Delighted on this beautiful day, nothing joyed her more than spending afternoons with her best friend. Though Rarity didn’t specify why she wanted her to come over, she seemed quite adamant about her being present. During their lunch yesterday, she could see a fiery glance in her friend’s eyes the likes of which she only knew when Rarity was engaged in some form of competition with another pony. It triggered her more gluttonous side as she ate more donuts with her tea than usual for comfort; well, more than she already ate to keep her chubby figure. It got awkward at times seeing her stuff her face, but so long as it made her happy and calmed her down, she accepted it. Likewise, her presence would surely brighten her friend’s spirits and do away with her unprevailing woe.More Like This
To her surprise however she noticed the front door was open, something she didn’t do too ofte
Big Girls in Bikinis"Ugh, look at that chick over by the ice cream vendor guy!" Donna commented, as she leaned back in her lawn chair, at a resort overlooking the beach, "I'm telling you, girls like that, they should not be allowed out here on the beach, am I right?"More Like This
From the chair beside her, Josie sat up to see what Donna was talking about. The woman in question, way off in the distance, could hear none of their conversation, but it was clear she was the one the two bottle-blond beauties were talking about.
The woman was large, to underestimate things, obese for certain. She was laying out on the warm sand, sunning herself, and more to Josie and Donna's notice, she wore a great purple one-piece that did her no favors beyond keeping her thick, gelatinous body decent, clinging tightly to the rolls of fat along her side, outlining the obesity her indulgent life had left her with. They watched disgusted, as she gnawed through her ice cream bar.
"How much you wanna bet that's like, third Klondike bar
My Bookworm ~ Stalker!Germany X Reader“Why did I pick history?” You asked yourself. Another question that went through your head was why did you have to write so many essays? For this one you needed to write about Germany's inter war years and specialise on the rise of Adolf Hitler. How he used a mixture of clever politics and propaganda to start of a chain of events that lead to the beginning of World War 2. You trudged through the white streets as a fresh layer of snow had fallen during the day. Not many people had walked the long path to the library since then and you could tell from the lack of footprints. Pulling you coat tighter around you in a vain bid to stay warm you continued over to the large building. You let a small smile cross your face as you saw the doorway that lead to the lift. There were some stairs you could take, but with the snow. You just wanted to get inside as quickly as possible. The automatic door tried to swing open, but it stopped half way due to the small mound of snow. Luckily itMore Like This