#petyrs

[undomielle]

☽ ★ moodboard: misc vintage astronomy illustrations ★ ☽

[unrealunearths]

No. I want to be the queen.

[lady-arryn]

disney princesses + smiling (requested by @petyrs)

[astronomyparkers]

congrats again! time to spice things up a bit hehehe. let's go with peter, ned, and the spice girls: "now let's see if this time machine worked." good luck!

ayyyyy fun fact guys in my show choir we did wannabe by the spice girls and i was baby spice i had pigtails and a tulle skirt and a lollipop and i made it into the yearbook

(also i would just like to apologize for how weird this is going to be)

“We should put the time machine in a DeLorean.”

“Ned, we can’t put the time machine in a DeLorean.”

Ned groaned and stared at Peter from across their work table in their school’s shop class. “Why not?”

Peter sighed. “Where are we going to get a DeLorean?”

“Dude, we’re building a time machine,” Ned raised an eyebrow, gesturing to the various metal parts scattered around them. “I think the DeLorean is the least of our problems.”

“The time machine is actually attainable.” Peter was certain it would work.  He had logged too many extra credit hours after school for it not to work. “Do you have the money for the car?”

“We could ask Tony Stark.”

“We’re not asking Mr. Stark.  And besides,” Peter grinned and tightened one final bolt, stepping away from the table. “It’s done.”

“Seriously?” Ned jumped up from his seat and raced around to the Peter’s side of the table. “Hey, do you think if we tell Ms. Ervinson that we created a time machine to go back in time and visit Christopher Columbus, she’ll give us extra credit?”

“It’s worth a shot.” Peter shrugged. “Now let’s see if this time machine worked.”

Peter entered the dates he had learned in history class and grabbed his question sheet, ready to interview the explorer on his journey to find spices.  Once the dates were programmed in, the machine shot out a purple light, which hit the wall and created a vortex.

“Badass,” Ned breathed.  He and Peter grinned at each other, and walked into the light.

They stumbled out onto a cobblestone street, glancing around at the world before them.

“You know, I definitely thought Spain in the 1400′s would look different,” Peter observed.

“I didn’t imagine it with cars, either,” Ned pointed at the cars parked on the street before them. “Guess it doesn’t work.”

“Yeah, guess not...” Peter turned to the building behind them. “Wait, do you hear that?”

“Yo, I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want...”

“Is that...” Ned squinted at the group of girls emerging from the stone building. “Is that the Spice Girls?”

“Well, it’s not the spices we had wanted to know about.”

[neganmaggie]

Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

[soulspideys]

hello hello congrats on ur first 100!! if u have time for another drabble -- but don't worry abt it if you're too consumed!! -- my name is hanna, my favorite ice cream flavor is dulce de leche, and i'm just a simple girl who likes to play soccer, live in the waves, and occasionally paint and jam out on the uke. maybe a cute lil scenario would be peter being scared of the waves and needing help lmao

you sound so cool omg i hope you like

drabbles now closed

“Come on, Pete, it isn’t even that cold!”

“I’m really okay.”

You pouted, folding your arms. Peter was sitting on the towel in his swim trunks, calmly refusing to go swimming. Your ukulele was laying deserted in the sand next to him, exactly where you’d dropped it when you’d jumped up and begged him to bodysurf with you.

“Come on, Peter. It’s really fun, and I know what I’m doing.”

“But I’m all cozy in the sun. Don’t you wanna just sit down and sunbathe and I could maybe rub some suntan lotion on you….” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

You laughed, stooping and picking up a handful of sand to fling at him. He cried out, scooting backwards. You marched over to him, grabbing his arm and pulling him to his feet.

“Come on, we’re going swimming and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

He protested weakly the whole trek down to the water, but you ignored him. Eventually you were striding confidently into the waves, embracing the chill. When you were up to your waist, you turned.

Peter was standing with his feet in the surf, looking worried.

“Come on, Peter!” you shouted, grinning. “You’re entering a whole new part of my world!”

“I can’t Hanna!” He was shuffling slowly back now. “I’m – I’m scared.”

You paused, watching him. Then you walked forward, grabbing his hand reassuringly. “Come on, I’ll help you through this. We’ll do it together.”

He nodded determinedly, and you smiled. You loved Peter’s courage; it was something that had originally drawn you to him. You walked together, slowly going deeper and deeper into the surf.

Finally, Peter was forced to tread water. He gave a frightened gasp, and you were forced to release his hand, watching him carefully in case he panicked. But he swam strongly, and a smile broke out across his face.

“I- I’m swimming! I’m in the ocean, I’m doing it! Whoooo-hoo!” He ducked under, popping back up and spewing a fountain of seawater into the air. You laughed, paddling over so that you were next to him.

“I did it, Hanna,” he panted.

You could hardly speak, your heart was so full of fondness. You pushed forward, placing your lips against your boyfriends’ firmly. “Yes you did, baby,” you breathed when you pulled away.

Peter leaned forward, and you kissed again. Then he gave an odd gulping noise and ducked under. You laughed when he resurfaced again, a smile on his face.

“Forgot to paddle.”

[rhaella]

personal moodboard: @petyrs

happy birthday nat!! <3

[apprenticemockingbird]

gimme the goods on our boy pete

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would banghogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuffbest quality: Destroying those lesser than him. worst quality: Loses himself around red hair.ship them with: Sansa in canon, Barbrey in crack.brotp them with: Varys in the show, Renly in the books (which honestly makes so much more sense)needs to stay away from: Ned Stark, forever harshing his buzz.misc. thoughts: Best character in the entire series, the only one I care for, queen in the North, etc.