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ddejavvu · 2 months

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pairing: norman osborn x reader | green goblin x reader

summary: the green goblin takes control at the most inconvenient of times.

cw: smut, minors dni, afab!reader, dubcon (personality switching mid-fuck), possessiveness, don't like don't read.

Norman, past the well of viciousness that had filled after his wife's passing, is a gentle lover. He'd been angry, bitter once, but finding love again has softened his jagged edges that he'd so deliberately sharpened. It's why the hair on the back of your neck raises when his hands suddenly clamp down with bruising force on your hips where they'd been loosely anchored before.

"Norman?" You call, your fingers pressing helplessly against the sweat-soaked temple of your boyfriend. As much as you want to press your fingertips to his brain matter, suck out the poison that lingers there, you can't. It's lodged inside of his head with barbed wire, and it's electrified now.

"Norman isn't here," It's your lover's voice, but more empty, bitter. It sings to you, the tones deceptively cheery, "You know who I am."

You don't respond, and a prying hand splits your jaw open, heavy fingers pressing down on your tongue where it lies inside.

"Say my name," He croons, "Say it, you know who I am, say my name."

You try, you really do, but Green Goblin is a mouthful even when there aren't long, thick fingers pressing on your tongue. Still, he accepts your answer, withdrawing his fingers and croaking out a thick, dark, "Good."

"I want Norman back," You plead, begging for mercy.

No mercy is granted.

"He's an old man," That same twisted, sadistic voice laughs, so far from Norman's own warmth, "He has to take breaks between rounds, honey. Recuperate, take a breather. But he wants to come out."

"I can hear him," the goblin laughs, pain his pleasure, distress his elation as he hovers over you, "I can feel him. He's begging to come out. He wants back at your sweet pussy," He coos in faux sympathy, "But it's my turn now. Let me see it, honey."

You do as you're told.

You don't have to; if you wanted to refuse, he'd do it himself. There's no reason for you to obey except- well, except because you want to. Because the look in Not-Norman's eyes, dark and lit up all at once, an eclipse of his psyche, sends a thrill down your spine.

"Oh," the goblin hums, tutting thoughtfully as he looks at your cunt. He's kneeling near your thighs now, no longer on top of you so that he can inspect the glistening mess between your thighs.

"He got you wet," Green Goblin muses, thumbing at the outer curve of your slit, watching as your tensed muscles nearly spasm at his touch, "But I can get you wetter, sweetheart."

#norman osborn x reader #green goblin x reader #norman osborn smut #green goblin smut #norman osborn fanfiction #green goblin fanfiction

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charliedawn · 1 year

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Hi! I liked your fic with Ultron, I was glad to know that you are writing for him. If everything is fine, may I request a continuation of "How would they react if you were to marry someone else?", but with Ultron?

I decided to add Venom, Otto and Norman because...I love villains. 😂

"So...You chose him ?", Ultron asked before giving a disdainful glance at your partner.

He was unworthy of you. A fleshing. A nothing. You had been created for him. And yet, you had chosen an Earthling as your spouse. How shameful...And how wrong of you.

"You will come to regret your decision...", he warned you—but you shrugged.

"You never even tried to love me. He does."

He restrained a mocking laugh at your claim before his red eyes stared at you and you gritted your teeth at his mocking expression.

"And you do ?"

A shiver ran down your spine and you tried to appear confident as you took a step forward, red eyes meeting red eyes.

"I will marry him. And there's nothing you can do to stop me.", you told him with a serious expression. But, Ultron wasn't convinced. He huffed a laugh before taking another step forward, so you had to crane your neck up to even see his expression.

"Don't. Test me.", he said in a low and threatening voice and you knew he would kill everyone in the room if you kept pushing. You hadn't even invited him. He had decided to stride in and ruin everything—like always. He had made so much ruckus that you hadn't even succeeded in uttering the two important words to seal the marriage.

You wanted to escape fate. But, Ultron wasn't going to let you go so easily. You knew that. And yet...You wanted to try. You turned back towards the priest and opened your mouth.

"I..." Before you could even say I Do, he had covered your mouth to muffle any other sound you might be willing to make. He then took your soon-to-be husband by the throat and grinned at the terror in your eyes.

"The only one who you will ever be able to say 'I do' to, will be me...Understood ?"

Your eyes watered and you nodded begrudgingly. You had no choice. Maybe Ultron had been relieved of any ounce of humanity he ever had, but you hadn't. He smirked and released your husband's windpipe, only to use a metallic claw to pin the priest to his altar.

"Now...I want us to make it official. Come on, darling...", he leaned forward and chuckled darkly in your ear. "~Say yes."

"EDDIE ! Y/N IS GETTING MARRIED !"

Eddie ignored Venom. He didn't have the energy to talk right now. He just wanted to go and crawl to die in a hole. He wanted to drown his sorrow in chocolate sirup and burgers. But, Venom wouldn't let him.

Venom appeared into view and threw the bag of nachos he had in hand to the floor.

"EDDIE !"

Eddie finally raised his eyes to look at the gooey creature before him with an emotionless expression, and even Venom was surprised by the lack of reaction of his vessel.

"What ?", he asked with an unreadable expression and Venom knew at that moment that Eddie was in no playing mood.

"...Are you...Are you really going to let it happen ?", the entity asked with a little hesitancy before staring at his human vessel with something akin to worry.

Venom had never sounded or looked so small...His head peaked from underneath his coat and Eddie's jaw twitched. It seemed that even Venom could feel the storm brewing within him. He had never felt Eddie so upset, and it worried him.

You used to always be there to keep his emotions in check, but Eddie had pushed you away by hiding his feelings from you.

And now ? He had no idea what to do. One side of him was telling him to leave you alone. The other was screaming to be let out and stop what was about to happen before it was too late.

"What are we going to do, Eddie ?", Venom insisted and for the first time, it was Eddie who summoned him—covering his body and leaning into his strength as he all but growled out.

"Bring back our happiness..."

Eddie then jumped out the window and ran with the invitation he had received that very morning in his hand. He wouldn't pass out on another opportunity to be happy. Not this time.

"...Y/N ?"

You looked at the aisle and was surprised to find your ex-husband standing there—shocked. You stared at each other for a few seconds before you had the strength to utter the name you had spent years trying to forget.

"...Norman ?", you replied—dumbfounded.

He had died 5 years ago...What was he doing here ? He looked at you and one of his old coworkers who was now holding your hand before an upset frown appeared on his face.

"You...You're marrying him ?"

"It's been five years, Norman...Five years of lonely nights. Five years of emptiness. Five years of nothing but coldness.", you tried to explain and let go of your soon-to-be husband.

Norman's eyes softened a bit as he took a step forward, but realized then that you weren't alone and everyone in the church was shocked to see him there. He had heard of the ceremony as he was walking by and thought that seeing him would change your mind. But, no. He now realized he was the one who had abandoned you. He was the one who had left you and there was things he couldn't take back.

He smiled and nodded before taking a seat and gesturing for the priest to go on.

"I won't say anything more. Proceed."

Norman stared fixedly at you and knew...He knew you still loved him by the way your fingers tightened around the bouquet in your hands and how your eyes watered underneath the veil. It was his sadistic side that made him wait, made him challenge you by his sole presence.

'Come on, Y/N. You can fool yourself. But, not me.', he thought before counting the seconds until the bouquet of flowers fell to the floor and you embraced him.

It was weakness. You knew as such. But, you couldn't stay away from Norman.

"Do you have anything to say ?", you asked after Otto entered your bedroom the night before your wedding. You looked mindlessly at the city beneath you and did your best not to look at him.

"No. I understand.", he said while shaking his head and you sighed.

"Wrong answer, Otto."

Your eyes were watery and you wondered if Otto had ever not been selfish in his life ? He had went on his silly revenge quest, leaving you behind as if it meant nothing. You were supposed to marry. And he had the audacity to show up the night before and try to tell you that he supported your decision ? He shouldn't have to. He should have been here when you needed him.

Five years.

Five years of waiting, only for him to return and dare pretend to know what it felt like.

You gritted your teeth and threw the nearest glass at his face, a glass he easily caught and set aside with a sorrowful expression.

"YOU LEFT ME, COWARD !"

He didn't even flinch as you started punching his chest and screaming. He was gone. You had mourned him. All that for nothing...You finally rested your forehead against his chest and whimpered.

"I love you...And you left me."

Otto's arms wrapped around you as a shushed you softly.

"I know. I know...But, I promise. It won't happen again."

You let out a shaky breath and shook your head. The man you loved had come back, but at what price ? He wanted you to trust him. But, was it really worth it ?

You looked up and couldn't help but smile up at Otto and he smiled back before leaning forward to kiss you softly. And you let him.

Because no matter how much you wanted to hate him, your heart still belonged to him...

#fandoms #imagine #fanfic #ultron x reader #norman osborn x reader #otto x you #dr otto octavius #venom x reader #eddie brock x reader #marvel

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horneewithpurpose · 2 years

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FUUUUUUCK- honestly, give me a villain ridden with guilt whos good at heart but can’t get out of villainy due to the voices in his head/his family/his motives and I’ll suck his dick SO FAST

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vvaspoppie · 9 months

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Spider-Man Incorrect Quotes I gathered from watching Brooklyn 99:

Y/N: And why would I?

Green Goblin: Because I'm mentally unstable, high on bath salts and pointing a gun at you

Peter: Don't worry, the Doctor said all the bleeding is internal, which is where the blood is supposed to be.

Y/N: I can't believe you live nearby, and you won't let anyone crash at your place.

Harry: You people already know too much about me.

Y/N: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won't let any of us crash at your place.

Otto, in a lab that isn't his: No wonder you guys are such a mess! Look at this place. Half-eaten food, pictures of your families...

Y/N: Hey! What's wrong with pictures?

Otto: If you love someone, you'll remember what they look like.

Max Dillon: Looking back, I have no regrets

Y/N: You should

Peter: You should have a lot of regrets

Max: Yup

Y/N: There you go writing things down again. Like a nerd.

Gwen: I’m sorry, “writing things down” is nerdy? What do you do?

Y/N: I just forget stuff like a cool person.

Y/N: So we have good news, and we have bad news.

Harry: My Dad always said, "Bad news first because the good news is probably a lie." Fun fact: he made me cry a lot.

Y/N: Look, I know you think my judgment is clouded because I like Peter a little bit.

Otto: You just doodled your wedding invitations.

Y/N: No, that is our joint tombstone.

Otto: My mistake.

Y/N: Sometimes, boys... Just need to be boys.

Peter: You do realize Doctor Conners did thousands of dollars worth of property damage, right?

#pop se sierskrif #curt connors x reader #peter parker x reader #green goblin x reader #norman osborn x reader #incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #nwh incorrect quotes #otto octavius x reader #spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #platonic x reader #platonic incorrect quotes #harry osborn x reader

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myveryownfanfiction · 7 months

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

requested by @illiana-mystery Request from @urfriendlywriter: moving to gasp for air, but the other still leans in, eyes closed, lips parted, absolutely wanting more!!! A string of saliva connecting each others lips!!!

tags: @eclecticwildflowers, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @salemwitch96, @ghostlypie

warnings: swearing

Norman and I stumbled into the mansion, hands all over ever other. My fingers dug into the slick black dress shirt he was wearing and he moaned as his hands slipped down to my butt. I followed his intent and pressed my hips into his. Norman dug his fingers into my ass appreciatively.

“upstairs?” He breathed out as we broke apart for a second. I shook my head.

“I can’t spend the night.” I broke the news to him. Norman whined in disappointment. “I have to get up super early for work tomorrow and it’s not fair to you.” Norman opened his mouth to retort but I kissed him quickly. “It’s not fair to you. I’m going to have to leave in an hour or so.” Norman frowned at me before burying his head in my shoulder. I smiled as I ran my fingers through his hair, eyes closing at the way he shuffled slightly to get closer to me.

“Couch then?” He asked, pulling back and blue eyes shining. I nodded.

“couch.” I agreed. Norman squeezed my ass again before kissing me deeply. He expertly walked me back into the library and laid me out on the couch in front of the fireplace. Norman settled over me and cupped my cheeks before he started to kiss me again. “Norman.” I moaned. I felt him gently grind his hips against mine and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“don’t do that.” Norman growled. “Make me want to keep you here all night otherwise.” I giggled as Norman ran his nose along my jawline before pressing his lips to mine again. I caught a glimpse of my watch over his shoulder before he did. I let him continue on, deepening the kiss and taking away my breath. Making a small sound of protest, I pulled away, gasping for air. Norman followed me, lips parted and eyes still closed. I licked my lips slightly, severing the strand of saliva that connected us.

“Norman.” I breathed out. “I have to go.” Norman opened his eyes and let his head fall onto my shoulder. “I wish I could stay. But…” Norman kissed me gently.

“I know.” He groaned as he climbed off me. Holding out his hand for me, Norman sighed. “One of these days we’re going to get the timing right.” I laughed as I took his hand and let him pull me off the couch.

“hopefully soon.” I teased. Norman led me to the door and gave me another kiss before opening the door. “See you tomorrow?” He nodded as he leaned against the door.

“Until tomorrow my love.” He confirmed, kissing me quickly before I broke off and rushed out to the car to head home.

#norman osborn imagine #norman osborn x reader #norman osborn #norman Osborn fanfic #Norman Osborn fanfiction #willem dafoe #willem dafoe fanfic #Willem dafoe fanfiction #Willem dafoe x reader #Willem dafoe imagine

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acapelladitty · 7 months

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Green Goblin/Reader - Office Sex 📋📈 (Kinktober #2)

Summary: A lovely commission for @nygmanotnashton this fic features Norman Osborn having some 'fun' with one of his employees (w/ transmasc reader).

It all started with a mistake.

An uttering of your name through the crackling intercom as Norman Osborn, renowned businessman and your immediate boss, called you through to his office with an oddly soft and hushed tone. An error, as it turned out, on his part as his elbow had brushed the button unwittingly; a fact you were quick to discover as you scurried through the closed door to his private office and immediately found yourself face to face with the man himself, lengthy cock in hand as he reclined in his expensive leather chair to enjoy some self-pleasure.

It was difficult to tell who was more surprised, but you had to confess that his reaction time had been much smoother as you stood there with a beet red face and a shocking heat in your groin that couldn’t just be put down to shame.

“Sorry, sir! I thoug-”

“The mistake was mine. No need to apologise, but I’m afraid you’ve caught me at a disadvantage.”

“Fuck. Sorry! I didn’t mean to- I’ll just leave.”

“Wait.”

One word, the syllable dripping from his lips as a look of hunger crossed his lined face. His suit stood in disarray, the top buttons undone and tie loosened lower than would be acceptable for polite company. Handsome. But your undoing proved to be the definite twitch of his cock as he caught you glancing at it while it remained in his palm. The interest there was undeniable as he held you in place with that single word.

Wait.

To give yourself a little credit, it did take him a few more sentences to have you spread across his desk like one of the many financial paper which now lay crumpled beneath your body; the bulk of your leather shoes digging into his lower back as Norman maintained a punishing pace as he thrust himself deep within your ass.

Your fingers curling around the small jar of vaseline he kept stored within his desk drawers, his gaze is surprisingly intense as he pins you to the wood with an impressive amount of strength. His left hand pushes against your shoulder, the palm digging in to the joint, as his right hand slips up the bottom of your work shirt to grip roughly at the skin of your hip.

“Did you think when you came to work today that you would find yourself like this?” Norman asked, punctuating his words with a wicked roll of his hips as he rasped the question. “Being fucked on your bosses desk like a whore? Like one of those pretty boys that evil businessmen like to buy and use up over a long weekend away?”

“No.” You moan, tapping the back of your head against the desk as you breathe through the discomforting stretch of your mildly-prepared ass. “But I’m not complaining.”

“Damn fucking right you’re not.”

The words are a snarl, his lips tilting into a cruel smirk which makes you shudder and clench around him. It’s thrilling and dangerous and so fucking hot that you push your ass back to meet him, determined to put on a good show. His strength continues to surprise you, making you feel vulnerable in the most delicious way as he clearly finds no difficulty in keeping you locked into place as his hand drops from your hip to trail down your stomach and upper thigh, brushing the sparse hair there.

His calloused fingers stop their journey to tease the short length of your clit, the nub engorged and heightened due to the heat which flows through your veins. The sensation is almost too much and a strangled cry leaps free of your throat when his thumb brushes against the head, his cock so deeply buried within your ass that you can already feel tomorrow’s ache.

“Such a handsome boy.” Norman growls as his expression twists into something predatory, a mania alighting behind his eyes which sends a thrilling shiver down your spine. “So tight and hot around me; able to take every inch of his bosses’ cock, even as he squirms.” At the final word, he thrusts his hips flush against your ass, and you whine pitifully through clenched teeth as you adjust your hips to better adapt to the uncomfortable stretch. The vaseline helped but he was shockingly huge, definitely the biggest you’d had before, and the adjustment was only bearable due to the wicked attention he had been so willingly showing your clit and other hole.

Tension building in your core, his thrusts grew more sloppy as you clenched harder around him to pull him to his own release. The perfect employee, one who was happy to ensure the boss was pleased with his performance.

“Might keep you here.” Norman threatened, the hand which was on your shoulder suddenly shifting to wrap itself around your throat. A move which forced a pathetic moan from your lips as his rough palm pressed against your windpipe threateningly. “I could use a little toy to fuck and keep me occupied during those long, boring meetings. I could have this throat trained up in weeks, days even- if I wanted.”

The threat draws another stutter whimper from you, one which rises to a strangled whine, as he presses down hard on both your throat and your clit, the pressure enough to snap that band of arousal and you come, hard. You ass spasming around him, your free hand comes to grip his wrist as it remains atop your throat as you buck against his cock. The roar of blood in your veins has your eyes fluttering shut for a moment as you moan out your orgasm, riding the residual waves of pleasure as he continues to thrust away roughly within your ass.

“Enjoy it, handsome.” Norman releases your throat slightly and his words have a teasing heat to them which is definitely pleased as he notes your enthusiastic reaction to his cock. “Because I’m not through with you yet. I haven’t enjoyed a hole this sweet in a while and I don’t plan on stopping until you’re a sobbing, fucked-out mess.”

A crack of his palm against your ass makes you cry out as you realise his threat was very real as his pleasurable assault shows no hint of slowing down.

“Let’s call it punishment for interrupting your poor boss while he was hard at work.”

#green goblin #norman osborn #green goblin x reader #norman Osborn x reader #marvel #spiderman #norman osborn x you #green goblin x you #willam dafoe #goblin

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edith-hyde · 4 months

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Norman Osborn X Female Reader

I Forgot My Umbrella - Part 44

Word Count: 1548

Summary: When trouble appears, an unlikely savior comes to the rescue. But at what cost?

Warnings: Age gap. PG/PG-13.

A/N: The end of last year was certainly... something. I cannot promise a proper schedule, but I will do my best. If you want to be tagged for the next chapter, let me know!

Tagging: @druigswh0ree @digital-demise @maskmare931 @b1ueoff1ine @imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky @wtfhasmy-lifecometo @ghnaim24 @sitkafay @itsflowertrashsselfshipblog @that--thing @winterinhimring @goodnightboi @moonsienoonsie @madzillo

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Norman awoke early in the morning, unable to sleep soundly due to his worries. The fear he felt for you twisted in his mind. And that fear was a portal for an unwanted guest.

‘We should go now. Be there before the little twerp even shows up.’

Norman groaned, rolling over to check the time. It was only 7am. He still had another 3 hours before he promised to arrive.

“She will be alright,” Norman promised himself and the Goblin.

‘Don’t be so sure, Norman. Anything could happen between then and now. You cannot leave our precious Y/N alone. She’s ours to protect.’

Norman rolled his eyes.

“From what she describes, this Dan miscreant is a pathetic waste of space. There is very little chance that he actually poses a threat of any kind.”

‘Are you willing to take that risk?’

No.

Norman was not.

Throwing his covers to the side, Norman got in the shower. He hoped that you wouldn’t mind him coming early. He’d probably just wait in his car outside.

Yes.

That would suffice.

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You were awoken by the sound of banging. Bolting upright from your bed, you scurried into the front room to find Tracy hiding by the phone as someone knocked angrily on the door. You barely had time to process what was happening before an venomous shout reached your ears.

“I know you’re in there Tracy! Come on! You called me!”

Dan was here.

Tracy looked at you with fear, too frightened to say a word. You snuck across the room to her, afraid that Dan might hear you.

“I am so sorry,” she whispered, “I am never drinking again so long as I live!”

“Shhh. If we wait him out, he’ll probably leave.”

The two of you stayed against the wall, eyes on the door. Dan shouted a few more times before you heard his footsteps leave off down the hall. After waiting for a long moment, you smiled.

“See? He can’t do anything-”

CRASH!

Glass showered into the room as a brick smashed through your window. Tracy screamed, grabbing onto you as Dan climbed in off the fire escape.

“This is ridiculous!” He snapped, “Why didn’t you answer the door?”

“What has gotten into you?!” You demanded, “Are you crazy?!”

Dan fixed you with a glare and in that moment you realized a horrific truth- you had never really known him. Right now, looking into those eyes, it was clear that he was capable of anything.

You stood between Dan and Tracy, slowly moving towards the door. Dan picked up the brick and pointed it at you.

“I am sick and tired of you messing everything up.”

“Me?” You squawked.

“Yes, you. You messed up the whole dynamic. First you turned Kevin against me, and then you took Tracy!”

“You did that to yourself,” you snapped, “Don’t blame me for your own stupid behavior.”

“I won’t let you take her from me,” Dan snarled.

Then he charged.

“Go!”

You shoved Tracy ahead of you toward the door. Dan swung down at you with the brick, but you rolled out of the way. Frantically, you kicked upward between his legs causing him to double over. Tracy had gotten the door open and was standing there, hand outstretched to you.

“Come on!”

You scrambled to your feet, desperate to reach her. But the brick came sailing past your head. You were quick and dodged it.

Tracy was not so lucky.

The edge of the brick clipped her temple and she fell back into the hallway on her knees. You screamed in horror, trying to gather her in your arms to see if she was okay. But Dan came up behind you and grabbed a fist full of your hair. He yanked you back and then did the unthinkable.

He hefted Tracy up and threw her down the stairs.

You stared in horror at Tracy’s seemingly lifeless body laying broken on the floor. She had to be breathing… Please God let her still be breathing.

“Now look what you made me do,” Dan growled, “This is your fault.”

He yanked you back into the apartment by your hair and slammed your head into the wall. It wasn’t hard enough to knock you out immediately, but your vision blurred as your thoughts ran together. You wanted to scream again, try to alert your neighbors. But you couldn’t form words.

“You always acted like you were so much better than me,” Dan said, “Like you couldn’t even give me the time of day. Ya know, the only reason I went out with Tracy was because you were too much of an arrogant bit-”

Dan’s rant was cut short by a hand grabbing his throat. He released you, allowing you to fall to the ground. Looking up, you smiled at your savior and finally managed to whisper something before you passed out.

“Norman.”

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Norman was on sabbatical.

The sight of you held in Dan’s grasp was enough for him to relinquish control to someone actually capable of protecting you.

“Are you prepared for the kind of death you’ve earned, little man?”

Dan’s eyes bugged out of his head as The Goblin’s grip got even tighter. Raising him up into the air, Goblin slowly walked him towards the window.

“What… what are you… gah!”

The Goblin stepped out onto the fire escape and pinned his prey up against the banister.

“Any last words?”

“Please! Please don’t kill me! This is all a misunderstanding!!”

The Goblin leaned forward into Dan’s face, teeth bared.

“You never should’ve touched her.”

Then Goblin smiled wickedly.

“Have a nice trip!”

And with that, he flipped him over the railing.

Dan screamed the whole way down and the Goblin waited for the satisfying wet SPLAT of his corpse hitting the concrete. His brains sprayed the ground in an almost artistic way.

“Beautiful,” the Goblin mused.

“Nor-Norman?”

The Goblin shuttered at the sound of your voice. Thankfully, his back was to you, so you couldn’t see his face. This gave him time to compose himself, loosen his tie and shirt, and turn to you looking properly disheveled. As if Dan had actually put up a fight.

He had to play his part after all.

“Y/N?!” He said in an almost perfect imitation of Norman, “Are you alright?!”

He ran to your side, hands running over you under the guise of checking for injuries. Touching you brought him great joy. He had begged Norman to let him out just so he could know every inch of you. However, when he touched the bruise that was forming on your head, he felt the rage that had caused Norman to relinquish control in the first place. If Dan wasn’t already dead, The Goblin would’ve killed him again.

“Tracy… is she-?!”

“She’s not my concern,” the Goblin answered honestly, “All that matters is you.”

The look in your eyes let him know that he had made a mistake. You pulled out of his grasp and ran out into the hall. He followed after you, watching as you checked the young woman’s pulse. You smiled through your tears, happy that she was alive. But the Goblin did not share in your joy. Jealousy spiked within him and he wanted to jerk you away from her. After all, this entire situation was Tracy’s fault to begin with.

“Norman! Call for an ambulance! Please.”

The pleading look in your eyes caused the real Norman to start rising to the surface.

But the Goblin wasn’t about to give up his control.

Knowing he had to play along, Goblin did as you asked of him. He waited in jealous silence for the authorities to come. You had wanted to ride with Tracy to the hospital, but instead you stayed and gave your statement. And then the police turned their attention to “Norman”.

He could see the recognition in their eyes- they knew who he was.

“So what exactly happened here?” The officer questioned.

“I was outside when I heard the shouting. By the time I got inside, Miss Lombard was already unconscious. He didn’t give me much choice. I had to defend myself and Miss Y/N. It all happened so fast…. The next thing I knew he was going over the railing. I… I didn’t mean for that to happen. I tried to grab him….”

The Goblin had to fight to keep from laughing. So instead he tried his best to look distraught, turning his stifled laughter into a fake sob.

“And you just so happened to be in the area?”

The Goblin glanced at you, as he answered.

“No… I was coming over here to discuss work with Miss Y/N. She is my secretary.”

The officer nodded, accepting the answer.

“You did a good thing here today, Mr. Osborn.”

With a nod, the Goblin smiled.

“If we’re done here, I’d like to take Y/N to the hospital.”

“I’m fine I don’t need-”

The Goblin gave you a stern look and you fell silent. You looked confused, no doubt noticing the subtle differences in your boyfriend. That was to be expected- you were quite clever.

“You’re free to go,” the officer said, “We’ll clean up here. You go get that head looked at. You could have a concussion.”

#i forgot my umbrella #norman osborn #norman osborn x reader #sam raimi spider man #green goblin #fanfic #fanfiction

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budynsliwkowy · 19 days

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❝ STARRY NIGHT❞

Norman Osborn x female!Reader

Summary: you're at an OSCORP gala as Norman's assistant, Harry's ex-girlfriend

A/N: first one shot on this blog, hope it's okay. It's for Rosie, love you<3

Word count: 1,7K

Warning: age gap

Harry's eyes were staring at you in shock and disbelief, while his lips were vainly trying to exclude any words. He couldn't believe what he just heard from you. His gaze was on your face, on a cup of coffee, on his own hands, then again on the face.

"What do you mean you're breaking up with me?" His hands moved chaotically, trying to understand the situation.

"That's what I'm saying. That's not it, Harry." All his current emotions were visible in his dark eyes. He would do anything to prevent the situation from happening. He'd do anything to keep you by himself.

"But we can talk about it. We can come up with something else, please. Just tell me what you need--"

"No, it doesn't make sense." You sigh. His opposition made the situation more difficult. You had a need to explain yourself because of his silence, so you're in your words. "We don't match each other. I have nothing to you, but I don't feel like I have what I need. You're immature, that's the main problem."

He didn't say anything. He still couldn't understand you. You've survived through the end of high school together, you've been in college for over a year. You want to break up after that? Although he could have understood the problem. He was also quite poor in this connection. Maybe you didn't really feel good about him.

"Look, I'm sorry for whatever I did wrong, okay? Just... Okay, you know what, all right." With a sigh, he lifted himself out of the chair. He left the coffee unfinished and took his jacket from the back of the chair. He looked at you again. He will accept this fact in his own time. "Thanks for your time."

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It's been over two years since you broke up with Harry, but it wasn't enough time for you to get him out of your life. Working at Oscorp provided you with frequent casual meetings, but you, focused on work, did not bother. Your thoughts were fully focused on your desk job as Dr. Osborn's assistant. Despite working right next to the boss's office, you didn't have much opportunity to talk to him about nicer topics. You used to spend your evenings at Oscorp or at home, but tonight was more interesting.

There was an Oscorp Gala. The borrowed hotel hall in downtown Manhattan was swarming with important figures and scientists. Journalists and photographers ran between representatives of Oscorp and other companies. Osborn was in the business of holding galas every so often, mainly to show off the amount of money in front of other companies. The hall was decorated in gray-black tones with elegant accessories with a wide variety of food and liquor.

Of course, it would have been a wasted opportunity not to show off your own person, so you decided to dress pretty. Osborn requested to be sat right next to you, but there was still a vacant seat waiting next to you. The event had started almost two hours ago, and he still hadn't found the time to at least sit down for a while. Your evening mostly passed with table talk. It was a good opportunity to start building relationships with other employees, including scientists you had not faced early on.

After some time, Osborn came in, sitting down in his seat. He sighed, tired of his earlier conversations with other guests. Then his gaze fell on you, his lips curved in a smile, almost immediately asking you a question. "It's good to see you. How are you enjoying yourself so far?"

It was hard to tell how you enjoyed yourself. You spent the entire two hours sitting in your seat and possibly picking up something from the buffet, however, you couldn't complain. "All right." You took a sip of your champagne, and soon he did the same after you.

"Good to hear. I'm glad you enjoy it." A nice music was playing in the background, which, despite being drowned out by people's conversations, gave a pleasant atmosphere. He drew comfort from it, trying to take as much as possible from it.

"It's good to relax sometimes." You spoke up. You stared at Osborn with a glass in your hand. He was wearing a suit, his hair, as always, was neatly combed. Perhaps he didn't even need to prepare for the ceremony.

"Right." He smiled slightly, but this broke up the conversation for a moment. He seemed to need at least a short rest. He wanted a break from talking to people, the other hand he didn't mind talking to you. It was something different. "You know, we don't talk to each other very often, so let me change that."

You admitted the fact, but did not comment on it in any particular way. He was right, however, this conversation changed that point. The discussion began to get quite nice, not only hooking on work topics, but also on private themes that you were comfortably able to express. He did not give the impression of being pushy, but curious about you. Despite the image of a focused, firm boss, he was able to hold a relaxed conversation. During the conversation, you emptied your champagne glasses again and again. He allowed himself a variety of questions, including those about his previous studies and college. In the ﬁnal, you also managed to get to some interesting facts about Osborn's private life.

At one point his figure raised, and before he completely disappeared into the crowd he leaned over you. He said he was going to get some fresh air and he was gone. He left you with your own questions in your head. One of those questions was the relationship with Harry Osborn. Did Norman know about it? Should he have known? What does he think about it? You didn't know if you would ever know the answers. The interesting fact was that you just spent the next two hours of the event talking to your boss, who at the same time is the father of your ex.

Afterwards, you could only confirm for yourself that Osborn is interesting, but also open. You did not expect such a pleasant conversation with this man. In all this flurry of thoughts, you forgot how long he disappeared for. You were reminded of this by the man who tapped you on the shoulder with his finger. Asking where Norman was currently, you were completely distracted. In response, you said you would go for him, so you did. You raised yourself from your chair and fixed your dress.

Your heels clattered against the paneled floor as you walked toward the balcony. When you finally made it to it, you kept your surprise hidden. You could hear Norman's voice, but when you stepped out onto the balcony, there was no one there but himself. He was standing by the railing, against the night skyline of New York. He was looking down, leaning his elbows against the railing, almost pulling his hair out of his head. He mumbled something to himself until you decided to speak up.

"Sir?"

His voice suddenly quieted. He decided to simply pretend that nothing had just happened. He turned toward you straightening his previously hunched posture and adjusted his jacket.

"Yes?"

This sight stuck in your mind, you couldn't guess what it could have been about. Norman saw your confusion, however, he did nothing about it. He stood still while you approached him with a slow step. You stopped at the railing next to him. Your eyes encountered the night skyline of the city. From this floor, everything was perfectly shown. This view took your breath away, leaving you almost speechless. "They're looking for you."

He frowned, ignoring this observation. He had no interest in going back to the people. He wanted to take in some more air. The night breeze cleared his mind. "Stay with me for a while."

You just nodded glancing again at the view of the city, while his gaze this time rests on you. He understood what Harry saw in you. A beautiful, intelligent woman with charm. Paying attention in this way to a person who was so connected to his son was strange to him, and oh so it is. He found you an attractive woman, even if much younger. He took another deep breath, enjoying the night air.

"Even on an evening like this, it's good to disappear for a while, don't you think? Get away from the crowd, to take time to think." He leaned his forearms against the railing and gazed up at the sky again. You did the same. "Aren't you cold?"

"No, it's nice." Your dress may not have been the warmest, while the weather was sufficient.

He nodded. The weather was lovely. He wondered how he could not find time to talk to you earlier. Better late than never. Even this moment of silence between both of you gave him comfort. He glanced away from the scenic landscape, giving you a small smile.

"It's good to have an assistant like you. You really help me in my work." He gave you praise that you didn't expect to hear. Everything that was happening between you now had a different ambience than it had before the event began. You see each other every day and will continue to do so, but differently.

You thanked. The voices of the guests in the room reached the balcony. You also talked among yourselves. Another pleasant conversation on the balcony. Time was once again losing its value. He did not have to bother with other people, however, until then. Norman leaned slightly over to you to add something to his speech, until someone entered the balcony. Recalling the surname of Osborn, your gaze dropped to the man. Once again, someone needed him. So much for the good, everything comes to an end sometime.

His gaze fell on you again, looking at your entirety. He moved a little closer as the last words to you came from his lips.

"You look lovely tonight."

He smiled one last time. Correcting his shirt sleeve, he moved away and with a slow step walked away. His step changed to a sure and firm one as he headed toward the man.

With that, you were left alone on the balcony.

#norman osborn #norman osborn x reader #one shot #spiderman raimi #raimi trilogy

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inkonapage · 1 year

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Oh, the Misery (Green Goblin and Norman Osborn/Reader) Ch.1

Gobbies a real creep and Norman is trying his best.

This was the most important job of your entire life, and you weren't about to give it up for anything. You couldn't afford too. One needed money to pay for their bills, and boy did Oscorp make that a hell of a lot easier than most dead-end jobs out there. It had been the hardest application process that you had ever gone through, maybe that anyone could ever go through, but you triumphed in the end and landed the job! Working for years to make an impact on your peers, as well as your higher-ups, it was a safe assumption to say that you were well liked among them all. Sure there were the normal fights and disagreements, but for the most part nobody had a complaint when it came to you or your behavior. That's why you were trusted with the more important tasks, and why you were given that promotion. Basically becoming Mr.Osborns personal assistant had its perks, but it also meant having less free time. While the man did his best to keep things fair for each and every one of his employees, there was only so much he could do but you never complained. Not once. No matter how many late nights you spent in your office, no matter how much sleep you lost, no matter how many coma inducing galas you had to attend too, all you did was smile and promise to get it done as soon as possible. Mr.Osborn had to much on his plate as it was and you wanted to lesson the weight on his shoulders as much as you could, even though the man himself was stubborn and insisted on doing most of it himself.

That's what lead you to being the last one in the building that night, having been there well passed closing working on a pile of paperwork that had been having a standoff with you for the passed few days. Stretching as you leaned back in your chair as you finally tamed the beast, a yawn left you before you were standing and gathering them up into your arms. Stepping out from being your desk, your feet moved on autopilot towards your bosses office as your muddled brain struggled to keep functioning. Stifling another yawn as you came to the outside of the dark wooden door, you had just been about to open it when something met your ears. Was he still here? It was well passed ten o'clock, what could he possibly be doing here this late?! Just about to open the door and demand answers, the tone in his voice had your hand hovering over the doorknob. It sounded like he was arguing with someone, his tone hushed but just loud enough to be made out from your proximity to the door, but you couldn't hear the other end. Was Mr.Osborn on the phone?

"I said no!" Norman hissed to a voice only he could hear, standing behind his desk with his hands pressed up against the glass as he glared out the window.

You know I'm right!

"I will not stand here and listen to this." he grumbled with a shake of his head, normally perfect hair now messy, "There is nothing you can say to convince me otherwise, that is not going to happen. I don't care what you say, I won't allow it!" Norman flinched back as the voice cackled in the back of his head, clearly finding his refusal amusing to say the least.

What's wrong, little Norman~? Scared to admit you want to fuck that pretty little assistant of yours into submission? Scared to admit that every time they get close, you feel like some teenager with his first crush? Unsure how to act? Barely able to keep from getting an-

"Just leave me alone-"

"Mr.Osborn?"

Oh, no...

Spinning on his heel, wide blue eyes take in your form as you walk into his office with a worried expression and a stack of papers in your arm, "(Name), what are you still doing here? I-I thought you'd gone home by now." Norman offered a smile, though it didn't quite meet his eyes, while smoothing out his suit before turning to his hair.

"I was just finishing up some paperwork... Are you alright, sir? You sounded like you were arguing with someone a moment ago?" You murmur, glancing around as if someone else would be there aside from the two of you. At the very least, he should be holding a phone! Yet, there was nothing. Not a single thing to indicate that man had been speaking to another living soul moments prior aside from what your own ears had heard.

"Sir-"

"I'm perfectly fine, no need to worry yourself about me." the man offered up a chuckle, eyes honed in on the door as you closed it with your heel and moved over to his desk to set the papers down, "Thank you for finishing these, please go home and get some rest. You've been here far to long for one day." Norman needed you out and he needed it now. With how riled up Goblin had been getting throughout their argument, it was all the man could do to keep him in control! That parasite wanted out, wanted control, and Norman was struggling to keep it for your own safety. Oh, if only you knew the kind of danger you were in.

"Mr.Osborn, sir, I don't think I should-"

"Oh, sweet thing, you don't need to think~."

Your eyes widened as you watched your boss speak, but that sure as hell didn't sound like him. Not one bit. "Sir, are you alright?" Maybe he was sick? Maybe you needed to get him to a hospital? Had he been working himself so hard lately that it was beginning to mess with his mind? There was no way on Earth your boss would ever call you something like that normally!

"No!" he snapped, a hand on his forehead while the other rested on the desk Norman now used to hold up his weight, "You need to get out! I'm n-not- I can't- He's to strong..." The man grunted in pain, hunching over as his hair fell from its position once more and added to the air of struggle that had settled in around him.

"Mr.Osborn, I'm taking you to the hospital." You'd seen enough. Walking briskly towards the man, the only reason you stopped dead in your tracks was because the air in the room grew heavy. It grew deadly. Something was wrong. Head tilting a bit as the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end, everything in you was screaming for you to run out of that room and not stop until you reached the safety of your car. Why? It was just Mr.Osborn! The man had never been anything but kind and polite, a gentle man that would do anything it took to help mankind! So why were your instincts suddenly acting as if the man was some sort of beast about to tear your insides out?

Tap.

Tap, tap.

Tap, tap. Tap, tap, tap.

Honing in on the source of the sound, you realized your boss had started tapping his fingers against the wood underneath them. He had seemed so tense moments ago, so ready to bolt, but now? Not he seemed like whatever fog had been behind his eyes was now cleared away. However, that minor bit of hope you felt died in your chest as his head tilted up to look at you. Taking a half step back, there were several things wrong with the picture before you. The bags under his eyes were dramatically prominent, even from a distance, but Mr.Osborns eyes were no longer that gentle shade of blue.

Instead they were venomous green, the same color branching out in fading spiderwebs around those horrible eyes.

"Mr.Osborn?" You heard yourself whisper, voice trembling as your body forced another backwards step.

"Norman isn't available right now, but I can take a message~." That same voice from before spoke, a feral grin taking up his features as he stood to his full height. Hair a mess, shoulders squared back with a new form of confidence, he stepped out from behind the desk and began to stalk towards you. Oh, it was so precious how you backed away from him. Cowering before him as your little mind tried to put the puzzle pieces together, only to come up with a jumbled image.

"Mr.Osborn, this isn't funny-" You squeaked, the cold barrier of the door suddenly pressing against your back as you ran out of room.

"What did I just say?!" The man snarled, baring his teeth as if he were an animal as his hands slammed on the door next to either side of your head, "Come now, honey, I know you're a better listener than that~. That worm isn't here, now we get to play. Oh, I've been watching you for so long, waiting for this moment! Waiting for him to slip up enough when the two of you were all alone, it was only a matter of time." Suddenly calm, he caged you in as he was finally able to get a proper good look at you. You were just as lovely as you had been when that fool was in control, but now he could feel you. He could smell you. Someday soon, he'd taste you. The thought of you splayed out underneath him, a squirming and whimpering mess, was enough to draw a crazed titter from the man.

This wasn't Norman- it couldn't be! Sure the man had an odd sense of humor at times but this was never something he'd pull! So what was going on? What was making your boss act like this? "I don't understand..." Your voice was a soft mutter, confusion clear in your voice as the two of you locked gazes. God, those eyes...

"You and I are gonna have a little chat, dearie~." Goblin snickered, his grin showing off suddenly sharp looking canines, "You see, I can't have you leaving us. Leaving me. Norman doesn't understand what it takes to be a man, but that isn't what this is about. This is about you. About us. So here's the deal: I'm going to let you in on our little secret~." Once he did that, you'd never be allowed to leave. Not if you wanted a safe existence for you and your loved ones.

"Se-Secret?" You parroted, heart pounding in your ears as the man who had once been your boss loomed over you.

"You're a smart cookie, I'm sure you've heard of Green Goblin by now." He had been all over the news more than a few times after all, "Well, congrats honey, you're looking at him~! Who would've thought your meek little worm of a boss could be a villain? That serum of his had a nasty little setback, one that he wishes he could get rid of. Oh, but I'm the one doing the work. Giving him everything he's ever wanted, taking what we deserve!" The man snapped, baring his teeth as a sudden wave of anger took over. Blinking a bit as he watched you shrink back, Goblins head slowly tilted to the side as his green eyes seemed to flash briefly. Oh, you looked so tasty when you were scared~.

"So here's the deal, sweetcheeks." Goblin continued, a hand gripping your jaw to yank it up and force eye contact, "You're staying here, so we can keep an eye on you. We can't have you telling anyone about us, now can we~? Oh, but don't worry, so long as you behave you'll be just fine. I'd never hurt my little pet unless you begged me to do it, and someday you will." A giggle left him that quickly built into a full blown cackle, and you'd had enough.

Shoving the man -Goblin- back, your body spun around and before you knew it the office was far behind you. Practically running for your life, the only things you could hear were the sound of your footfalls and the mad cackling that faded into the distance.

#marvel #spiderman #norman osborn #green goblin #x reader #reader insert #norman osborn x reader #green goblin x reader #gender neutral pronouns

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h0rnyfanficwriter · 5 months

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Norman Osborn x fem! reader

Warnings: sexual references, swearing

a/n; this is my first Norman fic so pls be nice! :)

Working for Norman Osborn had its ups and downs, depending on the day he was either the most respectful, kind and caring boss or a complete monster. Today was a 'monster' day. You squinted at your computer screen attempting to figure out what meetings the forever-busy Mr Osborn had. A loud bang erupted behind you, and the sound of clicking on the PVC floor followed. You looked up to see a cold, angry Mr Osborn racing towards his office, you gathered up the papers on your desk and rushed behind him. "um-Good morning sir!", you tried to force positivity, "So, today you have 3 meetings-" you were cut off by a hand slammed quickly on the dark oak desk "leave it here and get me a coffee...please". His voice was monotone but his eyes looked at me pleading instead of the usual soul-ripping stare that was his normal on these days. "yes of course sir!" a big blush spread across your cheeks as you looked into his pleading eyes. You quickly dashed out of the office and steadied yourself on the office kitchen counter. You didn't know why but your cheeks were red and your legs were trembling beneath you. 'I've never felt like this before around him, the way I could've just stayed there in that office looking into those big eyes god I really must be sex deprived if I'm thinking this about him'. You rolled your eyes and started preparing his coffee 'I wonder what's wrong with him today' Whenever he has these days he would just stay cooped up in his office and avoid everyone so there was no chance he'd be telling you what's up.

You knock and enter his office, He is on the phone passive agressivly arguing with the person on the other end. You place the coffee down quietly he responds with a nod and then shoos you away, you gladly accept the coldness not wanting to elevate the strange thoughts you had been having about him today.

You were on the verge of falling asleep your head in your hands, drool pooling at the corner of your lips. "[y/n] !" A snapping voice scared you awake. You jolted up to see a growingly angry Norman Osborn "Stop sleeping and follow me I need you to accompany -me to my meetings, you need to take notes". He had returned to the soul-ripping stare and you melted beneath him. "Y-yes sir" You stumbled up out of your chair grabbing a: notepad, pen and coat.

After a silent, very awkward, elevator ride you both stood at the entrance

in front of you was a black Rolls-Royce, the driver stood firmly next to the impressive car "Are you ok [y/n]", Norman broke you from your thoughts making you realise you had just been standing there mouth agape staring at the car. You give him a quick nod and you both shuffle into the car. The back is spacious and you glance around, your eyes rest on Norman who is looking nonchalantly out the window. His hair is neatly slicked back with small lighter streaks showing through the light brown hair his age is reflected beautifully. minutes into the journey the car pulls up abruptly as loud horns shout and flashes of cars crashing in front of us the quick stop made Norman fall on top of you. He catches himself before fully crashing into your face, you can smell his cologne it's rich and deep and dignified. you try to desperately inhale as much of the scent as I can 'god I can't do this, he's like 50, im being so weird but i cant get enough '. His eyes widened as he noticed the compromising position, how his arms were intertwined with yours and his hips were pulling the hem of my skirt up. He jolted upwards sitting stiff as a board readjusting his pristine suit and looking away franticly.

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Normans POV:

I was there lying on top of my assistant her eyes looking up at me changing from panic and fear to a face I couldn't recognise. I felt her breath on my collar 'What am I doing!?'. I pushed myself up quickly, I fidgeted with my suit as I could feel my cheeks and the tips of my ears heat up with a vivid rouge. 'I need to hide this' I turned towards the window trying to calm down. my heart was pounding in my chest ' I need to stop this nonsense' . 'No coward ,you need to take here right now in the back of this car!' the decrepit cackling rang in my ears 'No, it's not right, you're not right!'. I knew, he knew, that I have been interested in [y/n] for a while now ever since the office Christmas party when she showed up in that beautiful red dress and smiled at me. God that beautiful smile, the way it could light the darkest caves of my mind, the way it could silence the goblin for days leaving me is sweet bliss

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After you had sat up your head was still spinning from the past 30 seconds the road had now cleared and the drive was going smoothly again. I looked over to Norman who was looking down at his lap with an angry scowl quietly muttering to himself 'what the fuck is he doing?' "Sir?" He looked up at you with a raised eyebrow and saddened eyes "Um-yes [y/n]?" he seemed unprepared to speak like he was lost in his thoughts. "Has everything been okay today? , something seemed wrong?" your worry for your boss was visible you looked intensely at his face searching for the slightest movement or expression to show his well-guarded inner thoughts.

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Normans POV:

I looked up at [y/n], 'She cares?' I saw the worry spread across her face and tried to force a reassuring smile . " everything is okay [y/n], you don't need to worry about me" I breathed out heavily as she scooted closer towards me. I could smell the vanilla-scented perfume she wore and my face lit up, a genuine smile this time. " okay Mr Osborn, I'm here if you need to talk" She smiled that big bright smile and the cackling and darkness left, things were so much better when she was around. I didn't need her for these meetings I could have handled them fine but I wanted to see more of her and that gorgeous smile.

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We pulled up at the first meeting, another large grey company building the blush on my cheeks wore off as my face was pricked by the bitter November cold. We walked in and spent the next 3 hours listening to old businessmen drabble on.

7:30 pm, you walked through the doors of the final grey building your eyes barely open "Well that was fun" Norman piped up and rolled his eyes. you giggled eyes still closed. Through your limited vision, you can see your boss nervously fidgeting with his hands. "Um it's kind of late...do you want to get some dinner?" your head shoots up and you look at him surprised "We can use it to go over the meetings" his eyes soften as he looks into yours "That Would be nice, I'm starving anyway" you smile at him, looking deep into those watercolour eyes again and again you could stay there forever "so, where shall we go?"..

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caps-clever-girl · 2 years

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otto: darling, you are the light of my life and i love you mind, body and soul, but if you've eaten the last piece of chocolate cake i will throw you out the window.

otto: and i will NOT let norman stand outside to catch you.

norman: thats mean :(

norman: pumpkin i would always catch you.

otto: what if they had eaten the last packet of jelly babies?

norman: ...then i'd hold open the window

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esha-isboogara · 2 years

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𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓭 ♡

okay i have an obsession with old men🤨 so what mf fight me

norman osborn x maid! reader

☆MINORS YOU DONT HAVE TO GO HOME BUT YOU CANT STAY HERE !! smut, major power imbalance, kind of dub con, age gap, dirty talk, nsfw elements, female pronouns

“You should be more careful when bend down in a skirt like that my dear”. Norman pointed out , the hunger in his tone was apparent. It was taking every remaining ounce of self control he had to not pounce on you. “It leaves little to the imagination”.

“I’m so sorry Mr. Osborn. I must have misunderstood your instructions. In your message last night I thought you wanted me to dress in such a fashion”. You replied , standing up straight and clasping your hands together. “Trust me, it will never happen again Mr. Osborn”.

He smiled at you and chuckled. “Y/n , my dearest, I much rather prefer you to address me by my first name”. This was not entirely true. Hearing you speak to him like a helpless little girl always got him going. He was in control of you.

“And as for your little outfit I never said I didn’t like it”. He began to loosen his tie. “I would just hate for it to get ruined when it looks just so adorable on you.

Your gaze turned to the ground with embarrassment. You were unsure of how to respond to his comment.

“You’re just the cutest little thing aren’t you..it’s like you just wanna be stuffed full of dick hmm”?

“Excuse me sir”?

He was not going to waste another second outside of her warm cunt.

“Relax little one. I’m not going to hurt you, quite the opposite actually..i’m going to take you infront of the entirety of New York”. Norman spoke softly pressing down on her back , indicating he wanted her to bend over.

“Your ass is so perfect, my god”. he breathed , gripping a chunk of fat. He was mesmerized.

“Thank you Mr. Osborn”. She said sheepishly.

He grinded his hips into hers. “Y/n , sweetheart, i’d much rather hear you moan my name”

She groaned at the sensation. “Norman..is this allowed”? As much as she wanted him to take her right then and there she still had bills to pay.

“You don’t have to worry about any of that sweet girl. Consider it part of your job now”.

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