#claimedlight. / peter parker.

[deservedboth]

HARRY OSBORN  &  PETER PARKER, @claimedlight​​. location:  downtown.

BEING CHILDHOOD FRIENDS MEANT TWO THINGS:  peter parker is the only person with the ability to get harry osborn to ditch his routine for the day, and harry osborn has an absolute weak spot where peter parker is concerned.  which explains why he’s here walking with him when it’s cold and gloomy out.  but regardless of the weather,  he’s willing to drop all responsibilities for the day in a heartbeat,  greedy to spend as much time with his best friend as possible.  he’s missed him,  especially now with everything that’s been happening--  no.  he can’t think of that now.  he’s not going to let this ruin his day out with peter.

HARRY LOOKS OVER AT PETER,  ENTIRELY FONDLY,  as he nudges him gently,  “  so run by today’s plan with me again  ?  we’re gonna get lunch,  get our last minute halloween costumes,  and then what  ?  ”

[plumdrunk]

tony  stark  ft.  peter  parker  /  @claimedlight.

the  kid  seemed  as  clumsy  with  his  tools  as  he  had  been  as  his  age.  but  tony  would  rather  be  caught  in  his  underwear  on  the  first  day  of  school  than  admit  so.  a  decent  sized  window  opened  up  to  the  little  garage  attached  to  his  shop  and  he  found  himself  quietly  observing  from  his  office.  he  should  have  been  watching  the  cameras  for  shoplifters  but  there  had  been  very  few  in  alucard.  tony  felt  grateful  that  he  had  rarely  needed  to  chase  delinquents  from  his  shop.  for  now,  he  sat  observing  his  newest  employee  as  peter  installed  some  after  market  radio  on  an  ancient  car.  it  wasn’t  until  he  noticed  the  kid  had  misplaced  a  certain  screwdriver  and  was  frantically  searching  for  it  among  the  mess  he’d  made  that  he  decided  to  step  in.

“  to  your  left,  parker!  ”  he’d  peaked  from  around  the  door,  gesturing  to  the  tool  just  out  of  reach.  amusement  flickered  across  the  features  of  his  face,  “  you  know  i’m  not  payin’  you  to  reorganize  my  tools,  don’t  ya?  ”