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Osborn family wholesome moment

(Edit : typos fixed stop bullying me I finished this at 1am)

a lil bit of ophelia x johnny

     Tony Stark was dead. It was both a relief and a hindrance, as now her options were rather limited. Vision was in pieces, eyes white and lifeless, and S.W.O.R.D could frankly do nothing to stop her from taking him for a proper burial and funeral. But the more she thought about it… the more she wanted it fixed. She wanted Vision back. He was a synthezoid. He could be brought back with a little technology. Now that Tony was gone, Stark Tower was turned into OSCORP, as it had been trying to do since Tony sold the building. His death just made it easier to switch it all over. And, to Wanda’s understanding, the next big genius running this place was some kid named Harry Osborn. He was her only option. 

about Peter and Harry

❝  i need you.  don’t you get that?  ❞

❝  i’m right here.  i’m always here right in front of you but you never see me!  ❞

❝  you’re my person.  ❞

❝  no,  i don’t wanna have to talk to anyone else right now.  i just want you.  ❞

❝  i know you’re busy and i don’t want to bother you i just—  can i just sit here with you while you work?  ❞

❝  are we okay?  ❞

❝  honestly,  i’m always there.  in my head.  the scars on my body might’ve healed but i never really walked away from it.  ❞

❝  do you want me to make the others leave?  or we could go,  get some fresh air.   ❞

❝  look i’m not coddling you,  i’m just trying to help.  i wanna take care of you cause i,  you know— care about you.  ❞

❝  alright,  here’s your coffee.  are you ready to talk or should i find something to ramble about for a few minutes?  ❞

❝  eventually,  you just gotta learn to let go of the past.  it’s always gonna hurt,  but you can choose when to start focusing on something other than the pain.  ❞

❝  hey,  just breathe.  look at me— look at me.  in and out.  breathe with me okay?  ❞

❝  keep your eyes on me—  just focus on me.  we’re gonna be okay.  ❞

❝  no,  i’m not okay.  nothing is okay.  it never is.  but that’s just how i function most days.  so i’ll be fine.  ❞

❝  i’m not gonna pretend anymore.  i’m still fucked up from it all and i don’t know when it gets better.  ❞

❝  if you keep waiting until you’re done ‘working on yourself’ before you let yourself be with the person you love,  you’re never gonna be with them.  and they’ll find someone else who is brave enough to give them a chance to love them exactly how they already are.  ❞

❝  why do you stick around?  what is it you think you see in me?  ❞

❝  not everything needs an explanation.  i care about you.  i don’t have to sit here and figure out why.  i just do.  so maybe you should try just accepting it too.  ❞

❝  i don’t need your permission to fall in love with you.  you don’t gotta love me back,  but it isn’t gonna stop me from being here when you need someone.  ❞

❝  you love me too much.  i know how that sounds but—  fucking hell.  you shouldn’t care that much about someone like me.  ❞

❝  i don’t care if loving you hurts me.  the world already has enough pain to dole out for no reason,  at least i’ll have gotten these scars from something beautiful.  ❞

❝  if people can hate for no reason,  than i can love for no reason too.  ❞

❝  one day you’re gonna need me and i’m not gonna be there to fix it.  ❞

❝  no,  i can’t fix everything for you this time.  it’s your mess.  clean it up.  ❞

❝  i dunno who taught you that love comes with conditions and limitations,  but mine doesn’t.  not when it’s you.  ❞

❛ Everyone has thought about killing someone, one way or another. ❜

❛ I imagine what you see and learn touches everything else in your mind. ❜

❛ Don’t psychoanalyze me. You won’t like me when I’m psychoanalyzed. ❜

❛ I don’t find you that interesting. ❜

❛ Last time he sent me to a dark place I brought something back. ❜

❛ You’ve been terribly rude. What’s to be done about that? ❜

❛ Did you really feel so bad because killing him felt so good? ❜

❛ Killing must feel good to God, too… He does it all the time, and are we not created in His image? ❜

❛ It isn’t very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living. ❜

❛ So killing somebody, even if you have to do it, it feels that bad? ❜

❛ You beginning to appreciate my lack of sympathy? ❜

❛ Abandonment requires expectation. ❜

❛ Passion’s good. Gets blood pumping. ❜

❛ Human emotions are a gift from our animal ancestors. Cruelty is a gift humanity has given itself. ❜

❛ It’s getting harder and harder to make myself look. ❜

❛ It’s a really very dull story, though, isn’t it? The ending is always the same, and that same is that it ends. ❜

❛ I didn’t count on changing as much as I did. ❜

❛ I can give you the majesty of your becoming. ❜

❛ The effect I was hoping to have was her death. Mission accomplished. ❜

❛ Here we are. A bunch of psychopaths helping each other out. ❜

❛ Words are living things. They have personality, point of view, agenda. ❜

❛ Being alone has a dull ache to it, doesn’t it? ❜

❛ I see enough of you to see the truth of you. ❜

❛ Psychopaths are not crazy. They’re fully aware of what they do and the consequences of those actions. ❜

❛ You spend a lot of time building walls. It’s natural to see if someone is clever enough to climb over them. ❜

❛ It’s nice when someone sees us. Or has the ability to see us. ❜

❛ I was worried you were dead. ❜

❛ I feel like I have dragged you into my world. ❜

❛ I don’t care about the lives you save; I care about your life, and your life is separating from reality. ❜

❛ You didn’t secure your legacy ; You murdered it. ❜

❛ Insane isn’t really black or white, is it? ❜

❛ We can tell no one. What we are doing here is the right thing. ❜

❛ Everybody decides their own versions of the truth. ❜

❛ I know what monsters are. You’re a victim. ❜

❛ You must overcome these delusions that are disguising your reality. ❜

❛ I feel like I’m fading. ❜

❛ Stability requires strong foundations. My moorings are built on sand. ❜

❛ I know what kind of crazy I am and this is not that kind of crazy. ❜

❛ I may be crazy, but you look ill. ❜

❛ I feel like hell. Actually, no, I feel, uh, fluid, like I’m spilling. ❜

❛ I feel like I’m losing my mind. I-I don’t know what’s real. ❜

❛ I don’t know if I will ever be myself again. I don’t know if I’ve got any “self” left over. ❜

❛ Madness can be a medicine for the modern world. ❜

❛ This wasn’t supposed to be my life. ❜

❛ Some places are stained now. Some people too. I know I am. ❜

❛ I was curious what would happen. ❜

❛ I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life. ❜

❛ I thought I would get better. ❜

❛ I could use a good scream. I can feel one perched under my chin. ❜

❛ Guess you dodged a bullet with me. ❜

❛ I know who I am. But I am not so sure that I know who you are anymore. ❜

❛ I am who I’ve always been. The scales have just fallen from my eyes. ❜