Words: 766 Peter Parker x Reader Request from @allineedisconnor “One where it’s like lazy days with peter and like maybe you lie on his lap and he plays with your hair or vice versa.”
People always thought they knew everything there was to know
about Peter Parker. In High School he had the reputation as a bit of a klutz.
Always fumbling with something, dropping his textbooks or adjusting his
glasses. Once you got to college Peter had built up a new status as a bit of a
know it all. His classmates said he asked too many questions. He couldn’t help
but to correct professors when he thought they were wrong. After becoming Spiderman
the world thought they knew him as the wisecracking web slinger. But only you
knew the real Peter Parker.
It was three in the morning when you heard a commotion from
your living room. You’d been awakened from a dead sleep and knew it was your
boyfriend coming home late from a night of day saving. You stumbled into the
room, half-asleep, to find Peter laying on the floor in his Spiderman suit; his
mask half on his face. You ran to him and tugged his mask off.
“What happened?” You asked frantically.
“I tripped on the cat.” He groaned. He lifted a shaky hand
to point over at your TV stand. Your black cat Whiskers’ bright green eyes
could be seen peeking out from behind.
“Oh my god!” You smacked him playfully. “I thought you were
actually hurt. C’mon, let’s get to bed.” You got back on your feet and headed
towards the bedroom.
“Mmkay.” He mumbled from the floor. “Hey, [Y/n]?” You looked
back at him over your shoulder.
We’ve always had a soft spot for the sidecars made by @uralmotorcycles. Yes, they’re relics from a bygone age, but they’re also practical and charming—like the old ‘Series’ Land Rover parked next to the Moto Guzzi in my garage.
Now Queensland man Peter Adams has built a Ural we couldn’t resist showing. It’s designed to transport his Boxer dog ‘Argo’ and a surfboard.
Peter started his career in boat building, and then moved on to the design and manufacture of light aircraft. So he knows his stuff when it comes to engineering.
Anyone else fancy taking the dog and surfboard down to the beach?
Hit the link in our bio to find out more—and pore over the hi-res images.
#sidecar #surfboard #boxerdog #motorcycle #bikeexif
Remus is built of nights kept awake and burning candle light. He’s built of old records no one has heard of and the phases of the moon. He smells like chocolate and the the ground after it rains. All the boys smell like the ground after it rains.
Peter is built of slightly bruised knuckles tapped against oak tables and glass upon glass of butterbeer. He’s built of bad jokes and picnics in unusual places. He smells like butterscotch and the faintest touch of iron and wine. He is observant and he gives the best advice when no one asks.
Sirius is built of rebellion and midnight walks. He is built of the inner courage we all repress and the freedom we desire. He smells of cigarette smoke, firewhiskey and oil from his motorcycle. His friends are his family, their problems are his and his are theirs.
James is built of school boy charm and laughter best seen in the eyes. He’s built of unwavering loyalty and moments that make the pages of one day dusty but loved books. He smells like autumn leaves and the wind in his hair as he runs from responsibility with the world at his feet.
Teenage boys were built for pranks gone wrong and friendships that last a lifetime; but they were thrown into war that’s make of smoke and death and they have blood on their fragile hands now they smell like copper and dust and death(x).
Architect Peter Bahouth built a series of houses in the trees connected by wooden bridges in Atlanta. Inspired by his love for nature and his childhood memories of boyhood treehouses, environmentalist Peter Bahouth created this grown-up fort in his Atlanta backyard. The three rooms of this treehouse have been named ‘Mind,’ ‘Body’ and ‘Spirit’ by its owner. A suspension bridge connects the living room to the bedroom that includes a platform bed which slides out for a better view of the tree canopy.