Im Not Something Of A Scientist Myself

Otto Octavius x reader x Norman Osborn

Platonic Harry Osborn x reader

Btw I've wanted to write a part 2 for agessss. I couldn't think of anything to write for how I left it cause I whipped that shit out right after the theater. HOWEVER I have finally thought of something.. holy balls. Here it is!

Summary: With the original spell Dr Strange casted for peter being broken the past has been changed. In turn changing your and their future for the better. The goblin has not been fixed in this bc I truly don't want him to be :)

A/N: kinda proof read kinda didnt, so sorry if this is hot garbage

@jesllianaquilesrolon (for you since you asked a while ago ) 🫡

Pairings: Norman Osborn x Reader, Otto Octavius X Reader , Platonic Harry Osborn x Reader Otto Octavius x Norman Osborn

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A breath

Silence

A snore

What a weird dream this was

Wait- if this was a dream why was the breathing right in your ear. Pause even- scratch that, why did you hear whimpering and why was the room almost pitch black with a sliver of light?

How

How?

Oh?

Cracking any eye open sends all the memories back. A sharp nose next to your ear and a head on top of yours. The whimpers and snores make more sense now. And this WASN'T a dream. It was real. Reaching a hand out to be sure and curling it into the head in-front of you confirms it. The whimpers stop, and that sharp nose settles closer into your neck. While the head on top your yours snores away. Yeah these two were defiantly real. Some things change and some things don't.

Norman Osborn The Green Goblin himself

Otto Octavius The infamous Doc Ock himself

And yet they both were here. Sleeping and a death grip on you in the middle of them. Yeah this wasn't a dream. The racing thought of 'how are these two even comfortable on this hard ass bed' runs across your mind several times. Because fuck, your back absolutely killed right now, what you wouldn't do to get off this uncomfortable mattress.

Attempting to get up was a problem. Four hands- wait no eight..? Defiantly eight, there was that cool yet not cold feeling of metal all down your leg. A light shimmy and wiggle out of the six arms on your legs and ribs proved easy. But the bruising rough grip on your hips seemed impossible.

Norman Osborn the Green Goblin and these god-damn performance enhancers. The literal last obstacle in the way from getting up to move around the space. Hands picking his fingers off your hips one bye one was a tedious task, but at last they were all off. Lightly stepping over Norman and off the bed and snagging a blanket off the trunk at the foot of the bed. The unfortunate last obstacle of getting out unnoticed was the squeaky bedroom door of your apartment.

In the process of opening the door it didn't squeak or squeal 'thank god' Wait.. your door always squealed, and your bed was super comfortable. So why was the bed uncomfortable and the door silent- oh.. this wasn't your small New York apartment. This was the Osborn penthouse. 'ahh. its all making a little more sense' was a quick thought with as the door was shut mostly.

A quick look after closing the door confirmed that this was indeed the Osborn penthouse. The beautiful wood that was all the way to the ceilings. The black and white tiles at the bottom of the stairs going across the floor and disappearing into various spaces. Yeah this was wayyy more space than you could imagine. A quick and quiet trip down the stairs and straight to the kitchen was the first stop.

"oh good morning miss"

Bernerd, the sweetest man alive. The Housekeeper of the Osborn residence and the best company ever when there wasnt something to be done.

"Good morning Bernerd, I hope your morning is going well" a genuine warm smile playing onto your face as the statement leaves your mouth.

" It is thank you miss, the coffee is done brewing if you would like a cup. Cream is over there on the counter"

A smile and gesture to where the creamer is set on the counter. Two small pitchers are on the counter with the sugar bowl in the middle, and you make your way over. Grabbing a mug from the cabinet while minding the blanket over your shoulders and pouring the coffee small slivers of light peek though the kitchen. Quickly adding cream and sugar and glancing at the clock on the stove it reads,

"5:43 Am"

'Just in time for the sun rise, nice'

A small 'thank you' is tossed over your shoulder as you make your way to the glass door to the roof top, as the living room and door make their way into your vision you notice the small amount of light. The sun is slowly rising but is still at the horizon. Opening the door and quietly shutting it taking a sip of coffee you head over to the small bit of stone wall close to the edge of the roof. Lightly stepping up and sitting down criss-cross, adjusting your blanket glancing down at the coffee just pouring off steam. Quickly glancing back up at the sky the sun has seemed to start rising a bit more.

Staring, just staring entranced by the beauty of the sun rise the sound of the door opening is completely missed. The soft crunching of the grass goes unnoticed too. The hand pressing itself into your side and the head resting ontop of your snaps you out of the small trance youre in.

“Good morning my dear”

Minding the coffee in your hands and tilting your head back, the head that rested on yours has moved back to give you space. A small smile on your face as Norman stared down at you. The one thing apparent in his eyes, peace.

“I assume harry is still asleep in his room”

Giving him a small nod and looking back at the sun rise- woah. When did the clouds get so pink and orange? Letting your legs uncross you don’t miss the way he slowly walks around the wall and climbs up to curl up next to you. A green coffee cup in his hands, keeping them warm. Setting his coffee cup on the wall Norman quickly and gently hauls you over to his lap, setting you down head to his shoulder reaching back to grab his own coffee cup. A light kiss is placed on your forehead, your nose, right then left cheek then finally on your lips.

A small smile lighting up his face.

A sight not many get to see out of the older man.

Letting his free hand rub patterns into your hip coffee mug pulled up to take a drink out, you do notice the change in his eyes. A sigh tugging its way from his mouth.

“At least let me get a sip of coffee before you start arguing with me”

A small silence follows as you stare slightly puzzled, you hadn’t said anything so who could he be- oh right..

“Thank you asshole”

Finally taking a sip of the coffee he lightly rests his head on yours setting the coffee cup back on the wall. Leaving yet one more kiss on your forehead and sighing.

“He wants to talk to you, he said the talking on the fly back to the apartment wasn’t enough”

Well good to know the goblin at least wants to talk to you, maybe he likes you. Wait let’s not jump that far ahead. Lightly backing up to see Norman’s face the question coming out anyways “what does he like me or something”. At that a light chuckle leaves Norman’s mouth, a light smile resting in its place after.

“My dear ‘likes’ is too small of a term, the term here would be obsessed. And my turn is running short-“

And just like that one question is answered, but what does Norman mean his time is running short? Is he dying is he leaving or-

“Mornin’ sunshine Norman said he wanted to say hello first, kinda rude if you ask me”

‘Oh, them switching. That makes a little more sense now’

“Seems you slept well pretty girl”

The glass door to the house shuts not so quietly, a quick turn to see Otto slowly walking over sleepiness evident on his face. Though now a light smile is there. The arms lifting him up on the wall while minding the coffee in his hands too. Lightly grabbing Norman (and you in the process) to pull him back against him as he rests his back against the wall shivering slightly at how cold is it. Otto placing his head on top of Norman’s shoulder by your face and sneaking his left hand between Norman’s arm to rest on your back.

His head slightly turned to press his face to Norman’s while looking down at you as well.

“Good morning darling-” a pause to kiss you on the forehead while then turning back to Norman “Good morning to you too Norm” At that Norman playfully whacking his head into Otto’s “Good morning Goblin my apologies”

“You get used to the mixups when you share a body.. though I’ll be taking my leave for now, promised Norman I’d let him enjoy the rest of the sunrise-” as he turned his head to place one more kiss on your nose “I’ll see you soon sunshine” Stealing one glance at the goblins face before leaning back into his shoulder and Otto’s hand all that could be seen was tenderness, love and adoration. A rare sight for a crazed manic like the goblin, but not an unwelcome sight. The change easily noticeable back to Norman though. The less sharp nose the wrinkles by his eyes and the restless hand motions.

Giving a small stretch (with an unfortunate loud pop of your back) has both men staring small bits of concern evident on their face.

“We need a better mattress, that thing killed my back”

Both men letting out a small chuckle before Otto speaks first “that can be on the agenda for today”

“Along with shopping, we need new clothes” which comes from by the house. Another Osborn walking out onto the rooftop and climbing up on the wall. A mug in his hand as well. “Good morning father, (y/n), Otto”

“Since when did my son become an early riser? You’ve always woken up late since I remember” A small laugh next to your ear from Otto at Norman’s statement. Harry letting out a huff of annoyance sets his mug down with the other three and lays down plopping his head rather dramatically on your knee with a light huff. His father staring down at his son as he lays to still see the sun rise with his head still.

Harry finally settling and getting a good view while laying on you joins in watching the sun rise. All 4 pair of eyes watching the horizon and through the buildings as the sun has started to rise more. The various pinks oranges and yellows peaking between the buildings of New York and reflecting off the windows and cars of the city.

Moments like this made it worth it to partly mend Strange’s spell. All 3 men contently cuddled up to you watching the sun rise. All at peace with the world. Well mostly at peace, there was still the fact of them all being villains. But for now that could be forgotten.

Otto and Norman looking between each other, you, and the sunrise. All while Harry looked back at you and his father then back to the sun rise. This was something you could get used to.

Not a word spoken for a while, just peace and the sounds of the early morning city. Until harry mumbled something about. “We need to make new suits or fix the ones we have” to you and his father. Hoping Otto didn’t hear. Somehow he didn’t. Met with a small nod of agreement from you and Norman. Before finally speaking up.

“So can you take me on a glider ride into the sunset if that thing still works right?”

A chuckle from Norman and Harry both doesn’t go unnoticed.

“If you’re up for it a glider ride will always be an-”

“ABSOLUTELY NOT YOU TWO, (Y/n) WILL NOT BE ON THAT DEATH MACHINE”

Of course that would make Otto’s peaceful sun rise Moment disappear, along with the light cackle leaving Norman and the laugh leaving Harry from beneath you. A smack from 2 arms landing on Harry and Norman’s head. “You foolish crazed goblins are not taking our sweet (y/n) on those things ever.. don’t let me catch you thinking about making another one either” Otto’s serious tone dismissed as the two Osborns insisted they wouldn’t.

The real truth? There was more than 2 gliders in that secret lab. There was so many weapons the penthouse there would never have a successful robber/ intruder with how many pumpkin bombs and other weapons there were in there. The glider suits..? Yeah Norman and Harry had more than 2. Would they admit that to Otto..? Nope, he would find out if he found out the codes to all the doors in the lab. And he’d also find out you had helped the two Osborns improve their gliders. Along with improvements to prototype suits. But with all due time that would be slowly pushed out to Otto.

As pissed as Otto would definitely be at you and Norman, but less pissed at Harry cause he was dragged along (he was not dragged along it was his ideas).

You’d be getting on that damn glider with Norman Osborn Aka the green goblin

And behind you would be Harry Osborn the Hobgoblin

And what he definitely would be pissed about?

There would be 3 goblins in New York

The 2 Osborns and yourself

The Osborns would be a little scared at how you’d handle riding the glider.

But the Green Goblin would be ecstatic, because what’s better than having a hot boyfriend with 4 metal arms?

Him and Norman watching you handle the glider

And as scared as him and outta we’re watching you as they also went out for something for their lab experiment.

The two had to stand and watch with Harry as you got rid of the security in the building with that glider. That unfortunately-

“She’s hot as hell handling that glider Octavius-“

“I hate that you’re right Osborn”

You’d always bet getting on the damn glider

With Norman or with out him

Doc ock x reader x Norman Osborn

A lil Drabble I thought of after nwh

It doesn’t really make sense or actually line up in the movie but I just thought of it

SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS

As soon they died you fled. Norman and Otto were one of a kind, they truly were. Magic was the only thing keeping you going. Which is exactly how it led you here, to the current predicament in front of you.

‘But they’re supposed to be dead’

It was all Over the news, every channel available . A man with robotic arms coming from his back and a man with a glider. There was no way it was them, it had to be someone else. Right?

Quickly getting up and throwing on combat boots and a jacket the tv was turned off and the door was locked before you flew down the stairs.

A brisk walking pace took you out the door of the apartment complex and to the front of the building shown in the news. Blown up in the front and wires everywhere, a true tragedy but not one that could be pondered on for too long.

Walking away from the news crowd and up onto a near by roof top you’re met with silence. Not quite silent but quiet enough that it would count. Slowly lowering down into a sitting position on the building and letting your hands move into shapes flowing into each other a light Began to emit from them.

It was the one thing that fascinated Norman and Otto both, your magic. Not all that special really just what you had learned to survive. But it fascinated both scientists when you showed them for the first time.

Not only fascinated them, calmed them.

It was a sight you could never forget, one you hoped to never forget.

As more shapes came from the movements of your hands your eyes shut in concentration, in search for familiar energy.

Being so wrapped up in searching for that energy the glider landing on the roof behind you and the sound of claws scraping up the building was lost to your ears. Though a certain sound pulled you out of the trance of magic

“Hello darling ”

“Hello my dear”

Eyes flying open and magic fizzling out you were quick to turn around and look to see if it was really them. The metal arms slowly circled you as if they were observing you and their owner was walking toward you accompanied by the owner of the parked glider.

Slowly moving toward the two men you reached a hand out to their cheeks, resting them there for a moment. A light smile forming on Normans face as well as Ottos gives you all you need to know as you pull them in for a hug.

Chest spilt between Norman and Otto you move your hands down to their shoulders and bury your head into their shoulders, letting out a small sniffle.

“My dear I do hate seeing you crying”

That sentence you feel in your chest as Norman says it. Followed by Otto,

“We’re here and we’re real, it’s us”

And the tears flow a small bit, you know Otto and Norman can tell and you feel small circles in the middle of your back from both of them.

Slowly you sink down to the roof and Otto and Norman come with you until it’s a small huddle on the roof.

Looking up you see the look that was always in their eyes when you were around them,

adoration

and a more soft looking gaze.

Something very few people saw from these men.

A look from Ottos eyes to his lips is more meaningful than the question itself as you both lean toward and place a soft kiss on each others lips. Pulling back and leaning against each others foreheads breath hitting each others lips. Then slowly turning to Norman you do them same and pull both men in,resting your forehead on both of theirs and just sit.

With a slight shake to your voice you start speaking softly

“Don’t, please don’t-”

But before you can finish both men cut you off

“We won’t, never again, we promise”

A light smile ghosts onto your lips and it spreads to Norman and Otto as well. The one thing that never failed to make them both smile

Pairing: Norman Osborn x fem reader

Warning(s) : smut, bathroom fingering, fluff at the end

I didn’t proof read this so sorry for any mistakes :)

Imagine dating Norman Osborn

Not a single public source knows that the oscorp founder and owner is seeing someone

Not even his own son

For a good reason though, seeing as you’re around the same age as his son Harry

But that doesn’t make anything less appealing to you or Norman

And that doesn’t make seeing each other easy

With you going to college while Harry works with his father it makes it impossible to see Norman at work

And that’s how you ended up in one of the bathrooms at Oscorp , one of Norman’s hands over your mouth muffling your moans and the other fingering you open. His fingers knuckle deep in your cunt while grinding the heel of his palm on your clit, leaning down to nip at your neck too. Lips trailing from the base of your neck to your ear lobe before taking it between his teeth.

“I’d cum soon princess my lunch break is almost over”

That’s all it takes, and Norman knows it too

His fingers stay in place until you’ve caught your breath and once you have he slides them out of your cunt to suck them clean. Letting out a quiet groan as he puts them in his mouth and gets a taste of you, his other hand coming off of your mouth to pull your head into his chest for a moment.

His hand rests on the back of your neck while you both lean back against the bathroom wall in a comfortable silence. If time allowed Norman would sit with you longer and hold you close, but time didn’t allow.

Looking up from his chest you’re met with older blue eyes looking down at you and observing, searching almost.

A smile

The one thing on normans face that wasn’t usually there

Slowly trailing a hand up Normans chest causes him to move his gaze more toward your face, stopping your hand at his shoulder and leaving it there for a moment seems best

Nuzzling closer into Norman’s frame while getting dressed again you wrap both arms around his shoulders and pressed the side of your face into his neck. Letting a smile find its way onto your face you mumbled into Norman’s chest loud enough for him to hear

“Five more minutes please”

And Norman was content to have five more minutes with you, work could wait

“Yea-“ he started to say as he shifted to get you both more comfortable

Ryuk x reader

A/n: yea this idea has been in my brain for days, so have a snack Ryuk simps

The house smelled of apples and cinnamon

A smell the shinigami could appreciate. A smell he could never tire of. As he glided through the front door of the house the smell became stronger. He reached the kitchen before light, not a big shocker. But he gently set him self up on the island in the center of the kitchen. Ryuk let about a small sigh as he watched you baking. Watching the human in front of him baking an apple pie brought him joy.

Light walked into the kitchen after taking his shoes off and sat at the island.

“Hey (y/n) are you seriously baking again?”

The playful tone in his voice was evident. He always made fun of the fact you baked all the time, and in turn you made funny of him studying all the time. The question countered a response just a playful

“ and are you studying again light?”

A light snicker left Ryuk who was now hovering over the bowl of diced up apple chunks In your hand. Ryuk seemed to like hovering when you baked, not a big surprise considering he loved his apples. Looking up at ryuk a small smirk found its way onto you face. Reaching over the counter you looked for an apple for Ryuk. Though you knew he would wait until the pie was done to eat an apple you doubted light was giving him an apples.

As you reached across the counter your hand landed on the surface of a large red apple. A quick flick of your wrist after you grabbed the apple and it was heading towards Ryuk.

Of course he caught the apple being that he has fast reflexes. But as you looked around the all that could be noticed was the calm air and the occasional sound of Ryuk eating an apple while light was turning pages in his book .

Sorry I love this picture

Anywho...

Ryuk just gives me serotonin

So lets kick things off here

Ryuk meets you because of light (obviously)

But what light didn’t expect was ryuk to take an interest towards you

Doing the simple stuff embarrassing your school bullies and making things float to try and make you laugh

He knows you can’t see him but it’s always funny to see your reactions

When light tells you he’s Kira and needs you to help you’re all in

Being that you also help him in choosing victims he lets you touch the death note

What Ryuk didn’t expect was when you ran and hugged him after you touched the death note

And obviously it confused the fuck outta him

Like m a j o r l y

When you explained that you could feel his energy when he followed you around it only confused him and light more

So when you explain you can feel people’s good and bad energy they start to understand

But what Ryuk likes is that you pay attention to him a lot more than light

And actually give him apples even when he doesn’t ask for them

So when light goes into confinement along with misa you get the death note

You spend a lot more time with Ryuk and he takes a greater likening to you

And the same goes for you taking a likening to him

You happen to love baking so you happen to have apples in your house all the time

Which means happy Ryuk

Ryuk tends to find him self laying on you like a house cat when you sleep becaus he feels the need to be close to you

But when light gets out of confinement and gets his memories back he asks for the death note

Which means less time with Ryuk

And ultimately I believe after light dies you would get the death note and Ryuk would just chill with you till you die

I fucking love Willem