peterbthedog

[peterbthedog]

Haha, yeah. I’m typing it myself actually.

but it’s going good for the most part. Just came back and got a LOT of catching up to do while I was gone, bwoof

woof.

Hey man.

@peterbthedog

Well, look what the dog drug in! Hey man, how's it going? Good to see a fellow B-Plus Parker on here... ...Wait, how are you typing with paws? Are you dictating this to someone? Speech-to-text?

[peterbthedog]

Hi.

I’m m going around reconnecting with everyone since I’ve been away for awhile.. did I miss anything? Bork?

B W O O F

Hello!

@peterbthedog

Hey, kid.

[peterbthedog]

Thanks. You’re pretty nice yourself

[peterbthedog]

^_^ woof. Yeah

[peterbthedog]

changed my @ from peterbthegayone to Peterbthedog.

So if anyone tags me and wonders why it isn’t working or if it’s different,that’s why :)

Bwoof

[peterbthedog]

Gently puts santa hat on your head :D

~ @moon-barnes

:0

IT KRIIIIIMAAASSSS!

Woo!

[peterbthedog]

✨The holy tocos ✨

Thanks for the tacos. I can tell we’re going to get along fine :)

Everyone else is doing theses things huh? Do I need an introduction?! can’t I skip it like it’s unimportant Dialogue? No? Alright fine but buy me dinner first~

*ahem*

Hello! I am Peter Benjamin Parker the Third. You may confuse me with the other Peter B. well I’m not him! Tired of being compared to that inconsiderate parent who endangers their own pup- erm.. Kid! If I DO get compared to him,however .. I just play it off and pretend to be him for the sake of it..ᴬ���ⁿᵒʸᶦⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ᶠᵘ⁻

ANYWAYS! I am about 4 months sober from smoking! .. what? What do you mean spiders don’t smoke?! I do! well I DID.. NOT THE PONT!

Ears..wings.. you wonder if they are a costume or part of me? Stick around and find out. We got the rest of our lives to find out!.. well if you live that is!

My best friends are Rei and Miguel. I borrow Rei’s stuff because I like it.. well “borrow”. And as for Miguel, me and the big guy go back! I know a thing or two about his spider instincts. I can communicate with him when he’s spiders out.. well that IS if i don’tanger him. But there are times where people mess with him just because of how his brain works and that kinda ticks me off! Miles I would consider a close ally,and a friend,but he already has a group so I tend to stay out.

I’m a nice guy and all,I do have my temper moments,don’t mean to snap.. but if I do it’s because you ticked me off.

Any other stuff just ask me I’m kinda getting tired of talking too much.

Now let’s get tacos already I’m hungry

[peterbthedog]

What a universe we live in, huh.. I admit it is comedic in a way.

Woof woof Peter barker

…

i’m not a dog

[peterbthedog]

*sigh*

Love how everyone is now calling other Parkers MY last name.. bwoof.

Woof woof Peter barker

…

i’m not a dog

[peterbthedog]

drop this sunflower🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! lets spread a little sunshine ☀️

awww!

Thank you!

[peterbthedog]

You’re welcome :)

*bites into mine*

> a memory

[Free to interact] [Lyrics]

Moon would be found sunken in the grass, looking up at the black ink above her. The moon shun down upon her, along with tiny white dots—stars.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a beat or two she exhaled the air, sighing. Her eyes remained closed.

A gust of wind flew past. Nothing too strong. Just a simple cold breeze.

Along with that breeze came a memory.

‘Look at the stars in the big, black ink!’

The two girls walked around the flower field, pointing out star alignments that made out certain shapes and objects.

‘Tell me what you feel, and tell me what you think.’

A gunshot rang. The younger out of the two was forced to run.

‘Is it cold outside?’

She collapsed onto her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks and breaths coming out short and quickened. A cold gust of air blew.

‘Is it cold out?’

Moon sat up and let out a shaky breath, the cold air starting to feel even more colder.

[peterbthedog]

yeah, it’s delicious.

*takes a napkin and grabs one for her and hands it to her before grabbing one myself *

> a memory

[Free to interact] [Lyrics]

Moon would be found sunken in the grass, looking up at the black ink above her. The moon shun down upon her, along with tiny white dots—stars.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a beat or two she exhaled the air, sighing. Her eyes remained closed.

A gust of wind flew past. Nothing too strong. Just a simple cold breeze.

Along with that breeze came a memory.

‘Look at the stars in the big, black ink!’

The two girls walked around the flower field, pointing out star alignments that made out certain shapes and objects.

‘Tell me what you feel, and tell me what you think.’

A gunshot rang. The younger out of the two was forced to run.

‘Is it cold outside?’

She collapsed onto her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks and breaths coming out short and quickened. A cold gust of air blew.

‘Is it cold out?’

Moon sat up and let out a shaky breath, the cold air starting to feel even more colder.

[peterbthedog]

*hands her the other cup of hot cider and opens the box up for her*

It’s a fall comfort food. Nothing beats apple cider doughnuts with hot cider. Plus it doesn’t taste fully like cider it’s like apple pie tasting a bit.

> a memory

[Free to interact] [Lyrics]

Moon would be found sunken in the grass, looking up at the black ink above her. The moon shun down upon her, along with tiny white dots—stars.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a beat or two she exhaled the air, sighing. Her eyes remained closed.

A gust of wind flew past. Nothing too strong. Just a simple cold breeze.

Along with that breeze came a memory.

‘Look at the stars in the big, black ink!’

The two girls walked around the flower field, pointing out star alignments that made out certain shapes and objects.

‘Tell me what you feel, and tell me what you think.’

A gunshot rang. The younger out of the two was forced to run.

‘Is it cold outside?’

She collapsed onto her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks and breaths coming out short and quickened. A cold gust of air blew.

‘Is it cold out?’

Moon sat up and let out a shaky breath, the cold air starting to feel even more colder.

[peterbthedog]

*5-10 minutes pass.*

*walks to the table with the small box of doughnuts and two cups of cider ands sets them down carefully on the table*

> a memory

[Free to interact] [Lyrics]

Moon would be found sunken in the grass, looking up at the black ink above her. The moon shun down upon her, along with tiny white dots—stars.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a beat or two she exhaled the air, sighing. Her eyes remained closed.

A gust of wind flew past. Nothing too strong. Just a simple cold breeze.

Along with that breeze came a memory.

‘Look at the stars in the big, black ink!’

The two girls walked around the flower field, pointing out star alignments that made out certain shapes and objects.

‘Tell me what you feel, and tell me what you think.’

A gunshot rang. The younger out of the two was forced to run.

‘Is it cold outside?’

She collapsed onto her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks and breaths coming out short and quickened. A cold gust of air blew.

‘Is it cold out?’

Moon sat up and let out a shaky breath, the cold air starting to feel even more colder.

[peterbthedog]

yeah it is! take a seat I’ll go get us the doughnuts and hot apple cider :)

> a memory

[Free to interact] [Lyrics]

Moon would be found sunken in the grass, looking up at the black ink above her. The moon shun down upon her, along with tiny white dots—stars.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a beat or two she exhaled the air, sighing. Her eyes remained closed.

A gust of wind flew past. Nothing too strong. Just a simple cold breeze.

Along with that breeze came a memory.

‘Look at the stars in the big, black ink!’

The two girls walked around the flower field, pointing out star alignments that made out certain shapes and objects.

‘Tell me what you feel, and tell me what you think.’

A gunshot rang. The younger out of the two was forced to run.

‘Is it cold outside?’

She collapsed onto her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks and breaths coming out short and quickened. A cold gust of air blew.

‘Is it cold out?’

Moon sat up and let out a shaky breath, the cold air starting to feel even more colder.

[peterbthedog]

*a little bakery cones into view. With that, the entrance door was opened and Moon was gestured to go inside*

After you Moonie.

> a memory

[Free to interact] [Lyrics]

Moon would be found sunken in the grass, looking up at the black ink above her. The moon shun down upon her, along with tiny white dots—stars.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a beat or two she exhaled the air, sighing. Her eyes remained closed.

A gust of wind flew past. Nothing too strong. Just a simple cold breeze.

Along with that breeze came a memory.

‘Look at the stars in the big, black ink!’

The two girls walked around the flower field, pointing out star alignments that made out certain shapes and objects.

‘Tell me what you feel, and tell me what you think.’

A gunshot rang. The younger out of the two was forced to run.

‘Is it cold outside?’

She collapsed onto her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks and breaths coming out short and quickened. A cold gust of air blew.

‘Is it cold out?’

Moon sat up and let out a shaky breath, the cold air starting to feel even more colder.

[peterbthedog]

Oh you will! These types of fall pastries are so good,you’d wish your food phobia was non existent

So doughnuts it is!

> a memory

[Free to interact] [Lyrics]

Moon would be found sunken in the grass, looking up at the black ink above her. The moon shun down upon her, along with tiny white dots—stars.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. After a beat or two she exhaled the air, sighing. Her eyes remained closed.

A gust of wind flew past. Nothing too strong. Just a simple cold breeze.

Along with that breeze came a memory.

‘Look at the stars in the big, black ink!’

The two girls walked around the flower field, pointing out star alignments that made out certain shapes and objects.

‘Tell me what you feel, and tell me what you think.’

A gunshot rang. The younger out of the two was forced to run.

‘Is it cold outside?’

She collapsed onto her knees, tears pouring down her cheeks and breaths coming out short and quickened. A cold gust of air blew.

‘Is it cold out?’

Moon sat up and let out a shaky breath, the cold air starting to feel even more colder.