#imxinxtrouble

[petermotherhuggingparker]

"So what you're saying is I should keep my ears open for police sirens, then, right?" she asked with an amused raise of her brow and smile across her lips, arms folded over herself as she did a quick glance around the area before bringing her attention back to her danger magnet of a boyfriend.

Peter shined his pearly whites at Gwen, his smile becoming instantly cheesier. Yeah. For sure leaning towards the worst boyfriend of the year title. And at this point Peter was pretty sure he earned it. “Would now be a good time to tell you I love you?”

[petermotherhuggingparker]

"If I asked you where the hell we were, would I regret it?"

Peter looked over at Gwen and forced a cheeky smile. If Peter was to say that his intentions were getting him and his girlfriend kidnapped, he’d be lying. Yeah. This is defiantly how Peter wins boyfriend of the year. Or worst boyfriend of the year. It could really go either way. “Probably.” It wasn’t like Peter could give her an answer anyway.

[xwebheadx]

"Hey there, Bug Boy, you gonna leave my hanging or are we actually going paintballing this weekend?" [[ Hi, I know we haven't done much in a while but love the new theme!! ]]

Peter nodded at Gwen. “Of course we are! I still don’t know why you want to go paintballing against me, though.”

[mysteriouswebhead-blog]

The Blonde, and The Spider

With a light crash onto Gwen’s fire escape, the brown haired boy peeked into the window of his beloved, sighing to himself when he found that she was still awake, her fingers drumming on her phone screen. 

He knew what she was waiting for, a call, a text, something that would inform her that he was safe. Sucking in a breath, he slid her window open, clambering in, giving her his goofy smile despite the bruises on his face when she laid eye on him. 

“Hi.”

[xwebheadx]

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"You’re the love of my life, Gwen. I’d do whatever I possibly can for you."

[latenightspiderbites]

♔

Peter giggled, letting her into the apartment and examining the clothing she decided to choose this morning. He grinned as he noticed not only was she wearing his jacket, but his ‘The Ramones’ shirt, too. Her hair was thrown up and she was wearing a dark wash pair of jeans and shoes. It seemed like she didn’t care too much prior coming over.

"Nice outfit, love that jacket." He smirked, snickering to himself. "Where’d you get it?"

[xwebheadx]

"I'm Coming Home"

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[latenightspiderbites]

'The Vow' thread.

Memories(noun; plural) - Something remembered of the past; a recollection.

You see, memories, can be reclaimed as moments of impact; these moments of impact, that completely turn our lives upside down, make us into the person we are today. They impact us in such a way, that these memories and moments can do so many things. If you lose this, you lose.. you.

Peter was driving around with Gwen, and where they were going wasn't settled just yet. All they really wanted to do for now is just take a drive around, with the company of one another. The night sky was clear, and you could see almost every little star in the sky. He wanted to focus on her more than he did with driving, however, that'd be a very horrific move. He wouldn't want to get into an accident; espacially with Gwen. He doesn't want her to get hurt, no. Never in a million years would he want that.