#tasmania

[wayfarer-perception]

[redhhound]

the last captive thylacine died at hobart zoo on the night of september 7th 1936

[nicrwilson]

Classic Tassie rainforest scenes (14.02.23)

Payemmairrener Country

by Nic Wilson

[yesterdaysprint]

The Voice, Hobart, Tasmania, April 23, 1938

[miamaimania]

"Leap to Albert's Tomb" ~ Organ Pipes, Mt. Wellington (1974) by Stefan Karpiniec ⧗ Lyle Closs suspended between Tasmanian dolerite columns

[moonstruckme]

Hi Mae!!! Im SOO HAPPY that i've finally built up the courage to ask you for a post!! I love ur writing soo much. Could I get like a tasm!Peter Parker x reader where she somehow convinces peter to let her try on his suit and when it properly fits her she kinda looks super hot in it and Peter is all over her?? Feel free to ignore this if u want! I LOVE UR WRITING BTW. Byyyeee

Love you!! Thanks for requesting <3

tasm!Peter Parker x fem!reader ♡ 456 words

Your laughter echoes ominously from inside the bathroom.

"What?" Peter asks.

"Nothing," you say back. "I just don't know if I could fight crime in this thing. The cameltoe is insane."

He snorts. "Yeah, I don't really have that problem with it."

"I guess," you admit, as you open the bathroom door and step out, "we're not really the same size…"

Peter has no witty comebacks to that. He has no words, period.

When you asked to try on his suit, he didn't expect it to fit you. And it doesn't really, some excess fabric puddling around your ankles and hanging off your shoulders, but the places where it is fitted are distracting enough to leave Peter tongue-tied like a twerpy pre-teen.

"Wow," he manages to get out. One syllable, two distinct sounds. A feat.

You're not wearing the mask (a lucky thing, otherwise this might have proven a pretty sexually confusing experiment) so Peter sees every ounce of mischief in your eyes when you tilt your head and smile. "Can I try the web shooters, too?"

"Totally." Peter flicks his wrists, latching onto your hips on either side. When he pulls tight, you have no choice but to stumble towards him, laughing as you fall into his lap. "Another time."

"Why not now?"

"Too much power."

You grin at him, positively impish as your legs shift to straddle him more fully. "Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah. Sorry, you've got to go through orientation first."

You set yourself down in his lap. Peter's hands travel from your hips down your legs, meandering, but your bravado slips when you hear a ripping sound.

"Oh, no." You twist your neck to see your backside. You arch toward him a bit in the process, which Peter is not mad about. "I'm sorry—"

"It's fine," he says. "I'll fix it."

You still look guilty. "I didn't think it would tear."

"I tear it all the time. Trust me, this is not the worst tear this thing has seen." Peter touches your jaw, angling you for a kiss. "Anyway, it looks good on you. Worth it."

You soften. "You think?"

You let Peter kiss you a while longer. Your fingers cup his face and curl in the hair at the back of his head. He knew the material of his suit was slippery, obviously, but he never really considered how that might feel for you until he experiences the sensation of you moving smoothly over the material of his jeans. He can feel your body heat through the spandex.

"Are you super sure I can't try the web shooters?" you murmur near his ear after a while.

"Hmm…huh?"

"I just think it would be fun."

"I, uh….yeah. Yeah, whatever you want."

[steampunktendencies]

The Big Merino Ram!

A monumental scrap metal masterpiece by Matt Sloane in Copping, Tasmania. This big Merino ram is forged from old farm machinery, garden tools, and workshop steel, breathing new life into the region's agricultural past.

[tigertoons]

Thylacine mother cleans her child - 2 hours, 42 minutes