#suitcdbaby

fmk !!! // accepting@suitcdbaby asked al 

                        honey, none of them boys could handle me, first of all, so this is just silly. but. if i’m gonna have to answer, i guess…

fuck: the big metal one. i have to admit, i’m curious if he’s metal all over, and if he is, how that works. also, he’s a big fella.

marry: the strange little indian boy. at least, as long as he can cook and give a good foot massage.

FISHBOWL MANIA // WHY

Penny ( left ): 6′4 Cher ( right ): 5′0

There was a lot of papers around the room. And with all this mess happening at the same time, there he is. In a nice little lab coat and heavy eye bags on his pretty eyes. 

Doe irises examine the female for a moment, she looked like she was shivering, tongue gliding over dry lips as he brings the blanket tighter around him.  The sudden drop of temperature wasn’t helping matters even if they were sitting next to each other on Peter’s couch.  Night had fallen a while ago, it’s the only time they get to do anything together, and Peter felt fatigue pressing on him for a little while now.  He remains awake though, Cher wanted to talk so he’d listen, and he’ll just sleep in late tomorrow.  It’s nothing he hasn’t already done.

He finds however that when she moves towards him, closer than usual, that he gives her a curious expression.  Eyebrow raises as she lifts the blanket up and curls up next to him, a warm rush of feelings run to his cheeks that he ignores, and he makes room.  He lounges against the couch, tired from the day and thankful that his work as Spider man finished earlier than anticipated.  He stares at the female, heart beating to a tune that feels sped to max speed, and he attempts to start conversation.  He opens his mouth, attempting to think of something to say but the cleverest thing he can come up with is sadly disappointing.“ H-Hi. “