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magewritesstories · 1 year

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I’m not sure if you write for this version of this character in particular but I saw you did an incorrect quote for Harry Osborn, and I was wondering if you could do tasm 2 version Harry Osborn headcanons like a dating him includes?

Harry Osborn // Dating Headcanons

Note: ofc, ofc I would love to share some hc's (btw AU where he doesn't have the Goblin Disease) TW: mentions of fighting, possessiveness (but not in the Wattpad mafia way y'know)

okay so for starters, buckle up for enemies to lovers office romance

but it's one-sided; you dislike him, 'cause y'know he's kinda an asshole, but he just likes teasing you and doesn't actually mean anything he says

after a very drunk confrontation at an office party, you tell him you think he's an absolute asshole, and how much you hate working for him

after a while it just devolves to stupid things you dislike, like the way you hate that he drinks black coffee or that he has to have take-out all the time, or that he just randomly cancels meetings for no apparent reasons

the next day, you just find a box of chocolates on your desk

after that it's a little more smooth sailing

after a few months— which is enough time for harry to fully mourn the death of his dad— things start getting better

he's fully taken over as CEO of oscorp and proven to everybody, that despite the fact that he's young, he's still a good businessman

i imagine it's been a year, and now that you're both fully adjusted to the job, things start getting a little more spicy

at first you don't even notice the change; he puts down a cup of coffee— you're favourite order— on your desk when he arrives at the office, or he asks you to join him in eating take-out when you two are the only ones left in the office after a long day

then it escalates, you complain about the old coffee machines, and he has them replaced, or you offhandedly mention the fact that one of the lifts is always out of order, and the next day you see some poor mechanics who've been working at it all night walk past you, complaining about how much of hardass the "baby osborn" is

your friend is the one that mentions it first; "hey, weren't you complaining about those yesterday?"

at first you just shrug it off, he was being a good boss, so what?

but after a while, it gets into your head anyway

i mean, there are only so many sentences with a flirty undertone a girl can take

so, being you, you decide to outright ask him

"are you flirting with me?"

"i have been for the past three months, but thanks for noticing."

after that he just gives you one of those typical harry osborn smirks and walks off, hands in his pockets 'n everything

Once you guys actually start dating though, he's a total sweetheart

His love languages are most definitely gift giving (giving) and physical touch (receiving)

Speaking of, you bet you're closet goes from being worth 200$ to being worth 8000$ within weeks

It starts off as small things, a cup of coffee on him, or some dinner in the office, just the two of you

But it escalates quickly

By the time you're three month anniversary rolls around, he's bought you just about the entire Jimmy Choo collection, and your amazon wishlist

He remembers everything you tell him, from the fact that you love a certain colour or dislike a certain food, he'll definitely remember

When you tell him you feel bad about the amount of money he spends on you, he just shrugs it off

besides you can pay him back by wearing that Victoria's Secret gift he got you a few weeks ago

Princess treatment all the way

The entire thing, holds your bags, opens the door, has his card out and has paid before you even reach for your wallet

Just loves spoiling you

Dates are usually one of two things:

One: Super extravagant, oh there's this cool restaurant in LA you want to check out when you go there? He has two tickets booked, and he's written it in his agenda for next saturday

Two: Super chill weekend in. The two of you just relax, watch some movies, have breakfast in bed, maybe even some pillow forts if he's feeling fancy, and of course, pillow fights that somehow always end up in make-out sessions

Extremely touch-starved, so will have his hands on you all the time

And he isn't even ashamed about it

Like, y'all will be at dinner, and he'll casually put an arm around your shoulder and pull you closer to him, to the point that you're almost in his lap

"Harry, we're in public!"

"So?"

"People are staring!"

"I reiterate: So?"

Just a sweetheart in general, he loves you and he isn't ashamed of it at all

But of course, there are some downsides too

For starters, he's very unaware of just how privileged he is

He doesn't do it on purpose though, he really doesn't mean to seem like an arrogant jerk. But it just shows

For example, this one time, there was a super sale at Costco, and you were super excited to tell him, and he just stared at you like, "What's the big deal??"

You'd think hanging out with Peter would make him realize that not everyone has the same chances and problems growing up

It gets annoying sometimes, like how he just shrugs off employees overworking themselves with a "So, if they're so stressed, just take a day off."

He's trying though

Secondly, he's extremely possessive, so he gets jealous super easily

For example, the two of you will be at one of his rich people gala's—as you very fondly call them— and this random guy will have a chat with you, normal conversation, but with an obvious flirty undertone

And he'll get very annoyed

"Why didn't you tell him you had a boyfriend?" *insert pout*

"Harry, we were talking about the stock market, where would I just casually add that piece of information?"

He's annoyed for the rest of the night, as well as the car ride home— in which you tell him he's being childish— but the moment you get home he just sighs and tells you he's sorry for overreacting

Those fights usually turn into long night conversations, with tea and blankets

He also has the habit of forgetting dates

This is usually when there's a big project presentation coming up and he's nervous

Usually you don't mind, after all, you've seen first hand how brutal the board can be

But sometimes it's just a little too much, and all the other little things that have been bothering the two of you blow up into one big fight

You're both very stubborn so it just turns into a waiting game of who'll give in first

If he's the one who gives in, he usually turns up at your door with a huge bouquet of your favourite flowers and your favourite chocolates

Definitely the type to drive across the city to get you that one sweet, from that one shop you really like

If you're the one to give in, he'll just pout, and tell you he's still mad

He already gave in the moment you walked in though

He just likes to tease you, but after the third sorry he feels bad and tells you he's sorry for neglecting you too

He likes the idea of communication, and he's trying to get better at it

But when he can't find the words, he just defaults back to buying you stuff

That's how his dad always fixed stuff, so it's the only way he knows

But he tries, because it's you and you deserve nothing less than the best

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spider-stark · 1 year

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PLAY NICE

HARRY OSBORN X READER // PETER PARKER X READER

Summary - Peter and Harry both want a turn with you.

Warnings - 18+, smut, degrading, threesome, not proof-read

// masterlist // send me your thoughts //

YOUR LUNGS began to burn from the lack of oxygen, your vision turning hazy as tears welled up in your eyes. Occasionally a desperate sort of noise would manage to escape your lips, though your whines only seemed to encourage him to go harder.

"Such a needy fucking slut."

The words were so demeaning in nature, yet they dripped from his tongue with a sickening sense of adoration, coming together to create a heavenly contrast that had wetness pooling between your thighs.

"One cock just isn't enough for you, is it?"

A rhetorical question that you couldn't have answered, your mouth rendered useless as Harry's grip on your hair tightened, forcing you to take his cock further down your throat.

You choked out another whimper around his length, palms pressed flat against his thighs as he relentlessly fucked your mouth. "Aw," he cooed at you, biting back his own heavy moans as he spoke, "can my little fuck-toy not breathe?"

It drove him mad—the glossy, doe-eyed expression you wore as you looked up at him through wet lashes, the tears now freely slipping down your cheeks. So sweet, so desperate, practically begging to be used. It made him regret his decision to share you with Peter; reminded of his best friends presence as he clamped a hand to his still-clothed shoulder, urging him to give you at least a moments peace. "C'mon, back off, Har."

You were grateful for Peter's distraction, taking advantage of the opportunity by momentarily pushing yourself away from Harry, nearly crumpling into the plush carpet as you gasped for air.

Compared to the two boys towering over you, you were drastically under-dressed. Peter was fully dressed still, whereas Harry had at least ditched the clothing that had covered the lower half of his body, too eager to feel your lips wrapped around him to bother with undressing fully. You, however, had been stripped down to nothing except the matching set Harry had so graciously bought for you a few days prior.

"Don't be such a prude, Parker." Harry remarked, jerking away from Peter's touch as he shot him a look that bordered on disgust. He turned his attention back to you, reaching down to let the pad of his thumb swipe at the drool that dripped down your chin, the remnants of his fevered assault on your mouth. "You can take it, can't you? Go on, tell him.”

You only blinked up at him, chest still heaving as your brain struggled to catch up with the situation, too far gone to remember how to form words.

Harry snorted, "Dumb baby is too cock-drunk to speak." His thumb moved from your chin, ghosting over your bottom lip as he smirked. "Pathetic."

Peter moved to your side, placing a hand under each of your arms and hoisting you up off the floor, effectively removing you from Harry's touch as he carefully guided you to the bed. "You're a dick." Peter spoke over his shoulder, blissfully unaware of the daggers the young Osborn was shooting into his back.

"I'm not fucking done with her!" Something close to a whine followed his words, a pitiful noise that he would have never made under different circumstances. Right now, though, he was far too frustrated to care about his tone.

He knew that you loved the way he was treating you, how rough and vulgar he was willing to get, satisfying all of the desires you would never speak aloud. Still, you were thankful that Peter was taking control, desperate for a break after Harry had essentially fucked your throat raw.

"So pretty." Peter's words were much softer than Harry, as was his touch as he laid you out against the mattress. Slender fingers grazed against your upper thigh, featherlight and leaving goosebumps in their wake. Your back arched at the sensation, the reaction eliciting a prideful grin from Peter as he repeated himself, "So fucking pretty."

His fingers dipped beneath the lace Harry had picked out for you, his thumb immediately pressing itself against your clit as his lips hovered over your inner thigh, placing wet kisses against the sensitive spot.

Another series of whimpers began to pour from your mouth, now less urgent but still just as desperate. You felt the mattress sink down beside you, Harry's tongue now swiping along the column of your throat, refusing to give Peter even a second alone with you—both of them wanting to be the one to take advantage of your body.

Eventually they'd learn to play nice—

you thought to yourself, Peter's nimble fingers now working their way inside of you as Harry's mouth worked its way south, his teeth grazing against your chest.

but for now, you'd enjoy this.

a/n - idk what this is, ok? i'm bored and depressed and this has zero plot and i just don't wanna leave it in my drafts lmao. enjoy.

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imagine--if · 9 months

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Okay but after watching TASM 2 I am severely tempted to write some stuff for Harry Osborn because

BECAUSE

(EDIT: Here's one I've just done 😁)

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fcknstar · 1 year

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Marriage headcanons with (TASM) Harry Osborn? 💕

hihi! i didnt realize i got this request, so sorry if it took long for me to get it done.. and i love requests so much bc theyre fun, so pls dont hold back and just request!!

,, all you "

harryosborn x reader ( marriage headcanons )

a.n : i ABSOLUTELY LOVE LOVE LOVE this alot. part of it is slightly based of that tiktok sound .

warnings : was supposed to be gn!reader but included a little pregnancy. mentions of pregnancy.

**lowercase intended**

he doesnt want you to feel uncomfortable, knowing you prefer it when a sweet moment is shared between you both only.

he proposes to you on one of your date nights, knowing that itd be a perfect time to get on one knee.

harry knowing that you love poems, he would write a poem, " i love you. you may as well take my heart (name), its already full of you. ive known you all my life and i want to be with you forever. so, (name), as cheesy as it sounds, youre the one ive been waiting for my whole life. will you make me the happiest man alive? " harry knew he wasnt good at writing poems, but he thought that the effort would count.

giggling when harry finished his mini poem speech, you nodded. when harry placed a simple diamond ring on your middle ring, knowing how you are a minimalist, you pulled harry up and quickly embraced him.

" i love you too, harry " you mumbled against his neck.

when you and harry got married, the first thing harry did when you both reached your shared penthouse was to carry you bridal style up to your bedroom.

he often did that when you two where just a couple but this time it felt different, because you knew that you both are bound to be together.

the routine didnt change ; he would often wake up early and prepare breakfast for you in bed, or vice versa.

if he felt like admiring your calm, sleeping state, he would.

nothing would interrupt him looking at you sleep next to him, even if the world is ending.

harry would often read with you, read to you, knowing how much you like to read even if it meant that he didnt like reading. after all it was all for you.

harry would join you in the kitchen and help you cook despite you asking him to sit by the counter and look pretty.

you would be harrys top priority and vice versa.

despite knowing that you are not materialistic, he would often gift you stuff without you asking. he knows what you like.

he would spend more time with you, take you out to eat at the local cafe or restaurant. get take out during movie nights.

if you were to get pregnant, he would most definitely be by your side 24/7.

have midnight cravings? not to worry because harry would go out and get them if it were accessible, if not hed get them first thing in the morning.

" darling, i tried to find that thing that you asked for, but couldn't find any.. but i got you these knowing how much you like them.. would you like to have some? "

he would do anything for you, because its you.

#imagines #oneshots #dane dehaan #harry osborn x reader #tasm!harry osborn #tasm!harry osborn x reader #valerian #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerianxreader #headcanon #answered

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siriuslydaz3d · 2 years

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Requests Open !

I am reopening my requests! I've been battling with both my physical and mental health for a few months now, and I need a distraction!

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Request rules:

I dont write explicit smut (I will however write things that insinuate sexual situations)

I will do headcanons

Only one request at a time

Please give me a short description of what you want

I dont write for real people !

Please specify if you want it to be male, female, or gender neutral

I will write triggering subjects if I feel comfortable with the request

Below is a list of people I will write for/have experience writing for:

Andrew!Peter Parker

Tobey!Peter Parker

Tom! Peter Parker

TASM!Harry Osborn

Doctor Strange

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Gabriel

Jack Kline

Greg House

James Wilson

Neil Perry

Charlie Dalton

Todd Anderson

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l1tw1ck · 2 years

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Writelist

I write: AFAB Characters & AMAB Characters (genderfluid, cis male, ftm, non-binary, and any masc-aligned gender)

Anybody 18+ is allowed to read and interact with my work as long as you're respectful and don't ask me to write female reader

DNI: Basic DNI criteria, if you support or write fics about real people

The more specific the request, the better. Don't be afraid to go into alarming detail.

Please don't copy and paste your request (in another ask or in my comment sections) if I don't respond to it. I won't answer a request until I've finished it so please be patient

If you want a part two, you're more likely to get one if you specify what you want in it. Most of the time I don't have any ideas if I planned on it being a oneshot

What I will NOT write:

Female Reader, Female Character, Scat, Incest (Pseudo-Incest is Fine), Age Play, Misgendering, Transphobia

Things You Can Request:

- Fics, Thirsts, Shorts, Headcanons, Drafts

- For shorts you can just give me a character (up to 4 per post) and a prompt or trope or whatever and I'll write a small little piece about it

Bottom Reader

tell me if you're okay with afab language or not if asking for ftm reader. i wont use it by default

Characters I'll write for bottom reader: Zhongli, Ajax, Itto, Ayato, Diluc, Diavolo, William Afton, Enji Todoroki, Scott Howl, Hopper, Joel Miller, Michael Myers, Ghostface (Danny, Billy),

I will not write bottom reader for anybody not listed above

Fandoms I write for

feel free to ask if I would write for any fandom not listed here

The fandoms I've been asked about but don't write for: AOT, COD, Twilight, Sk8, JJK, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss,

Genshin Impact

All Male Characters (Not including Fontaine)

My Hero Academia

Class 1-A, Aizawa, LOV, Monoma, Tamaki, Mirio, Shinso, Enji Todoroki

Danganronpa

All male characters in Trigger Happy Havoc and Goodbye Despair

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers, Argyle, Jim Hopper, Billy Hargrove

Haikyuu

Kenma Kozume, Testuro Kuroo, Karasuno Volleyball Team, Keishin Ukai, Oikawa

The Disastrous Life of Saiki Kusuo

Saiki, Kaido, Kuboyasu, Saiko

Twisted Wonderland

Idia, Lilia, Leona, Malleus, Jack, Vil, Rook

Detroit Become Human

Markus, Connor

Obey Me

The Demon Brothers, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon, Barbatos

FNAF

Michael Afton & Michael Schmidt, William Afton

Monster Prom

Scott Howl, Damien LaVey, Liam De Lioncourt, Oz, Brian Yu

Stardew Valley

Shane, Sebastian, Alex, Demetrius, Kent, Harvey, Elliott, Sam

Horror & Slasher

Michael Myers, Ghostface (Danny Johnson, Stu, Billy), Dwight Riley, Losers Club (1990, 2019), Patrick Bateman, Kurt Kunkle, John Doe, Chad Meeks-Martin, Wes Hicks, Ethan Landry

Bungou Stray Dogs

Atsushi Nakajima, Osamu Dazai, Doppo Kunikida, Ranpo Edogawa, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Chuuya Nakahara

One Punch Man

Genos, Speed o Sound Sonic

Hunter x Hunter

Kurapika, Leorio, Feitan

Harry Potter

Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Tom Riddle, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black

Honkai Star Rail

Caelus, Dan Heng, Sampo, Welt, Jing Yuan, Gepard, Luocha, Blade, Luka, Argenti, Veritas Ratio, Gallagher, Sunday, Adventurine

Marvel

Spider-Man (Raimi, TASM, MCU, Insomniac, Miguel, Peter B. Parker, Hobie Brown), Spider-Noir, Tony Stark, Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Harry Osborn, Eddie Brock, Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Deadpool,

Scott Pilgrim

Scott Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Gideon Graves, Matthew Patel, Wallace Wells, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Todd Ingram

Supernatural

Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester

Misc

Bruce Wayne, Edward Nygma (The Batman), Clark Kent (MAWS), Jimmy Olsen (MAWS), James (Pokémon), Arven (Pokémon), Joel Miller (TLOU), Leon Kennedy, Luis Sera, Stein (Soul Eater), Spirit (Soul Eater), Reigen Arataka, Link

#🕯️bnha #🕯️scott pilgrim (series)#🕯️supernatural #🕯️pokemon #🕯️marvel #🕯️honkai star rail #🕯️harry potter #🕯️scream #🕯️hxh #🕯️bsd #🕯️genshin #🕯️tlou #🕯️twst

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dapper-zappa · 9 months

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Masterlist

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Smokey || Indonesian || 20 yo. || Main: @smokeywhalee

⚡I write for Miles Morales (1610 only, sorry), Gwen Stacy, Miguel O'Hara, Pavitr Prabakhar, Hobie Brown, Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, along with MCU!Peter, Raimiverse!Peter, and TASM!Peter. They'll either be headcanons or just lil fics bc my track record with writing series is TERRIBLE.

⚡At the moment, requests aren't open yet. I have the rights to deny a request, I work at my own pace, and my fics here are mostly canon divergent.

⚡I'll keep my writing SFW only, that includes the adults. Though maybe suggestive stuff can be there but I'll keep it to a minimum.

⚡I WILL NOT write NSFW (including those with characters who are minors), cheating (huge turn off. Except if I made the reader’s ex or smth like that cheat in fics) pedophilia, incest/selfcest/stepcest, abuse, anything bigoted/prejudiced.

⚡I won't care if you're an adult or minor following me, just don't be a jerk and weirdo unless you want me to block you.

⚡I'll only write for a female or gender neutral reader, and with that said I'll try as best as I can to keep the reader's appearance undescribed. Tho if I wanna diversify my readers... I can try writing Asian!Readers as I'm Asian, more specifically Indonesian (SEAsian!) because I came from there and SEAsian!Reader fics are so rare to find, and bc I belong to this group, then I can def write from my experience being part of this group. Besides, I'm sure there are many talented diverse writers to support here! 💖

⚡DO NOT REPOST OR STEAL MY WORK.

⚡My inbox is always open if you wanna ramble or chat, but I will block you if you dare to send any hate here.

☀️- Fluff ⛈️- Angst 🌟- Crack fic

MILES MORALES - SPIDER-MAN

His Conejita, Her Spider ☀️ (While you’re hanging out in your boyfriend’s place, a particular sketch in Miles’s room intrigues you and then you get to know the meaning behind it.)

GWEN STACY - SPIDER-GWEN / GHOST-SPIDER

"How did a girl like you end up with a girl like me?" ☀️ (Gwen is thankful of Y/N for always being accepting and there by her side.)

A Gwen-Tastic Gift ☀️ (Gwen comes over into your place and gives you a little gift.)

MIGUEL O'HARA - SPIDER-MAN 2099

Spider Outta The Bag ☀️ (Miguel is fed up with LYLA pestering him about his crush on you… only for him to accidentally confess the feelings in front of you.)

The Spider's Den ☀️ (Mr. and Mrs. O'Hara have a little intimate talk with each other before bedtime.)

PAVITR PRABAKHAR - SPIDER-MAN INDIA

Pavitr x Indonesian!Reader HCs (Headcanons of Pav with an Indonesian S/O!)

HOBIE BROWN - SPIDER-PUNK

Coming soon!

TONY STARK - IRON MAN

"She's Everything. He's just Stark" 🌟 (Let’s see how would it be like if you and Tony saw the Barbie movie together, shall we?)

DOCTOR STEPHEN STRANGE

Coming soon!

PETER PARKER - SPIDER-MAN

Osborn Family Problems (Raimi!Peter) (Peter is in love with Harry’s sibling, or Norman’s child. Would Mr. Osborn approve of the relationship?)

#my masterlist #masterlist #navigation

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captainsophiestarkreading · 1 year

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September and October Fic Recs!

The end of my September/whole of October ended up being very very very busy so I decided to compress these two months into one! I didn’t get to read quite as much as I wanted to, but when I did have a moment for it, these fics served as much needed breaks from a pretty heavy workload. Check them out and enjoy!

None of these fics are mine! They’re recommendations of other people’s work I’ve read throughout the month(s). Recs are below the cut

Marvel

Sam Wilson

I’ve got time, I’ve got love by @rodrikstark

A really sweet fic with a very stressed out and anxious reader and our very own Captain America. Sam is so loving and caring in this fic and it was SUCH a good read.

Natasha Romanoff

Meet the Avengers by @ghostofskywalker

A sweet and fluffy Nat fic where she shows SERIOUS heart eyes for the reader! We loving seeing secret dating come to light, it’s always an adorable time

Daniel Sousa

Fighting for Us by @ghostofskywalker

A TRULY adorable fic with Daniel and reader, I absolutely LIVE for fics with confessions of feelings and (as usual with Tori) this one is SO well written!! Daniel is one of my faves too, which makes this an extra fun read.

Jack Thompson

By your side by @writeroutoftime

An ADORABLY fluffy fic of Jack and the reader finally finding a way to get married (with a little help from Peggy) despite the SSR throwing everything possible in their way. SO cute

Peggy Carter

The Agent Next Door by @ghostofskywalker

Straight up one of my favorite fics I’ve ever read. Fantastic energy and interactions between Peggy, Jack, and Daniel, and such an adorable flustered Peggy around her crush. Fantastic fic and a serious must-read

Harry Osborn

So Much It Hurts by @shaded-echoes

Technically more of a tasm!Peter Parker angst than a Harry Osborn x reader, although that is the relationship in the fic. Angst, but SO good and SO well written, omg. I’m not usually an angst person but I absolutely loved this fic. Really good story and a really talented writer

Star Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi

So Close Yet So Far by @ghostofskywalker

The origin of my new favorite trope that I didn’t know existed before now. It’s childhood best friends but in the Jedi Order, which is a uniquely special thing to me. Literally so soft and omg, I love it so much

Anakin Skywalker

Heights by @degreeinsimping

Literally a freaking ADORABLE fic with Anakin taking care of a reader who’s got a crush on him when they’re scared of heights. So fluffy and cute and Anakin is written super well! Love him and this fic

Top Gun

No Specific Pairing

Squadron Disney Trip Headcanons by @mouseymagines

Funny, adorable, and super fitting headcanons of a full-squad Disney trip. Absolutely love to see fluffy headcanons like this. I just wanna see the squad hang out and have fun, yk? Also LOVE imagining going to Disney with them

Johnathan Crane

Untitled by @madame-fear

A freaking ADORABLE fic involving a rescue of reader from a spider, one of my favorite tropes since it is very relatable to my own life lol. Such a cute and also really well written fic!

Harry Potter

Sirius Black

Hey Stranger by @robynlilyblack

I was literally squealing at how adorable this fic is!! Very cute relationship and interactions with Sirius and the reader and some FANTASTIC Marauders + Lily and Harry vibes. Screw canon I want this lol!

A Court of Thorns and Roses

Uncle!Cassian x Toddler!Nyx

Walking Through Velaris on a Chilly Night by @fawnandshadows

A very sweet and fluffy little oneshot of Cassian being a good uncle to his adventurous baby nephew. Literally so cute and SUCH good fall vibes

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Keep My Hand in Yours by @harringtown

Some really sweet fluff for our boy Steve! Cuddling, Steve feeling loved and safe, mutual pining and a confession of love - what more could you ask for!

#fic recs #fic rec masterlist #marvel fic recs #marvel fic rec #star wars fic rec #star wars fic recs #dc fic rec #dc fic recs #harry potter fic rec #harry potter fic recs #Sam Wilson fic rec #Daniel Sousa fic rec #Natasha Romanoff fic rec #obi wan Kenobi fic rec #Johnathan crane fic rec #sirius black fic rec #acotar fic rec #Cassian

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ronaldmcdonaldfucker · 2 years

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harry osborn fic coming in a bit!

#angst #fiction #fluff #harry osborn #headcanons #marvel #fanfic #harry osborn x reader #autistic!reader #hurt/comfort #webbverse #sonyverse #tasm 2 #tasm #dane dehaan #requests open

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sugars-fluffy-escapes · 2 years

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Ler!Harry Osborn Headcanons

TASM!Harry x reader (ft. Peter and Gwen again)

Strictly SFW; full of fluff and rather flustering, please expect a bunch of self indulgent bullshit 💚

Note: Again I repeat Harry Osborn deserves the world and I love him. And for the sake of these hcs let's just pretend he didn't become the Goblin because he was successfully cured and he's still friends with Peter and the clock tower tragedy never happened T-T

This headcanon post is another collab with @chailattef because both of us absolutely adore Harry and have a plethora of headcanons to share (and still do so this'll def get a part 2 along with the lee!Harry headcanons) So I hope you enjoy these headcanons we've conjured up!!!

Headcanons under the cut

Ahaaa... You're completely and utterly done for if Harry finds out you're ticklish-

Harry is TERRIFYING as a ler but not because he's ruthless or mean about it (he's a sweetheart and I stand by that)

What makes him a terrifying ler is that he's genuinely having so much fun tickling you, and he's gonna repeatedly TELL YOU how much fun it is

And if you're a lee who is shy or easily flustered, it's HELL (not that you mind 🥴)

"Hahaharryyyyy! DohOHON'T juhuhust sahahahay thahahaaaaat!"

"Buhut ihihit's truhuhue! IhIt's fuhuhun to tickle youhou!"

*cue you screaming into your hands or hiding your face because this angel genuinely does not understand just how badly he flusters you (or maybe he does~ teasy little shit /lh)*

One of his FAVORITE things to do is to teasingly wiggle his fingers closer and closer and right when he's mere centimeters away from your tickle spot he'll stop because you YELP and he finds it cute (he'll tell you that too)

Harry LOVES anticipation. Seriously. He will build it up as much as he possibly can before it starts getting to him too and he can't hold off on tickling you any longer. He'll also tell you he couldn't wait any longer cause he really wanted to tickle you (AGAJAJSJDKSKDN 🤭 This sweetheart just really likes you and he really likes your laugh okay? 🥺)

The first time he tickled you was after you tickled him for the first time. This cinnamon roll had so much fun because it's just so affectionate and joy inducing and he felt so loved so of course he's gonna wanna tickle you back (he's touch starved to hell and back 🥺. Again I say, fuck you Norman Osborn 🖕🏾)

Being a ler is just the perfect opportunity to let out ALLLLLLL his playfulness. I mean ALL of it. Brace yourself lmfao

He's gonna cutesy talk you (fuckin Peter TAUGHT him how to cutesy talk a lee because he's a little shit LMAO) and you cannot do anything about it

How did Peter teach Harry? By wrecking him with tickles and using the cutesy talk on HIM

"Peter. Can you teach me that?"

"What, the cutesy talk?"

"Yehes! I want to know how to do that!"

"Yeah? Ahalright."

*cue Peter tackling Harry to the floor and using every last bit of cutesy talk he knows while tickling him (I mean, it WORKED, so)*

You know the breathy, whispery, sort of cutesy talk? Yeah. That's Harry's specialty (and this headcanon is totally not because of that dream I had where Harry nuzzled my nose and cutesy-talked me like that. Totally not /s)

When you find out that PETER taught him and threaten to kill Peter or kick his ass for giving Harry such tactics, you are in TROUBLE

"IhIhI'm gohohohonna kihihihill youhou, PeheheHETEHEHERRR!"

"Ahh... Threats are off limits. I think you need an attitude adjustment, Y/N."

*cue Harry absolutely wrecking your shit (which he's scarily good at for not having much experience with tickling in general)*

He's terrifyingly good at cutesy talk and he's always got that ADORABLE smile on his face. Fully expect him to be giggling along with you when he cutesy talks you (somehow it makes it even MORE flustering if he's also giggling)

"Whahat's wrong~? It tickles? Yeah? YEAH~? IhIt's suhupposed to! It's supposed toooooo~!"

Sometimes though, he'll get all pretend serious and your heart just DROPS and you SHRIEK- at which point Harry starts giggling again. He knows what he's doing (adorable meanie)

Adorably fun fact: Harry is the only person who can genuinely catch Peter off guard to the FULLEST extent with tickling, because the spidey senses don't see him as a threat (cute. CUTE. ADORABLE. HELP)

You're gonna get ganged up on with tickles by Peter and Harry. A lot. I mean like every time the three of you are in a room together

They LOVE bouncing teases off each other. Their teamwork when it comes to flustering you is honestly adorable.

There's one in particular that they ALWAYS do and it kills you- They'll be tickling the daylights out of you and acting like they're typing on a computer (evil. EVIL) Harry's nails tickle so badly it's not even funny

"Peter, why is the computer giggling?"

"I uh... I couldn't tell you, but something's clearly wrong with it. It keeps moving and messing up my typing!"

"Fuhuhuhuck bohohoth ohohohof youhouhou!"

"WOAH! The computer's swearing, Harry!"

"Oh well, it's clearly gained sentience. We gotta teach it some manners."

*cue the tickling getting a good ten times worse (again, not that you mind at all)*

In the instances where you plead for Gwen to save you, she'll come to your rescue and tickle both of them to the ground and absolutely destroy them with tickles

"You two never learn. Do you?"

And they don't DARE try to get her back either LMAO. They're too scared. She's got this badass intimidating glare and the moment they see it they're backing down from retaliating

However, if you make a smart remark while they're getting wrecked, they're gonna come after you as soon as they've recovered from laughing. And then, just simply call for Gwen again and those two adorable fools will be wrecked again and this time you'll be helping

"Noho, they clearly don't ever learn."

Harry loves getting sassy with you when he's tickling you and it's so cute

"Youhour nahahahails ahahare soHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!"

"Really? They're prehetty flawless to me~"

This honey bun is so ADAMANT about loving your smile and your laugh no matter how embarrassed or ashamed you feel about them, and he will bluntly tell you with the cutest look in his eyes. Pure honesty

"Wait! Please don't hide. I really like your smile!"

"Nooo. Don't suppress any of your laughter. Y/N, your laugh is adorable."

*cue you then hiding your burning face because Harry's being so genuine and sweet and you can't handle it 💖*

Sometime when you sass him he'll challenge you to repeat what you said and his tone of voice just tells you that you're absolutely screwed

"Look me in the eyes and say that again."

*cue you SQUEAKING and hiding your face while Harry genuinely audibly goes "awww" because you're so CUTE*

He has so. much. fun. making you laugh (this precious cinnamon bun deserves the universe) He likes you and seeing you all bubbly and giggly just warms his heart and makes him so happy. Please just give him all the love he deserves he world

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I CANNOT I CANNOT HARRY IS SO PRECIOUS PLS- @chailattef has just amplified my love for Harry a million times over /gen /pos

Seriously someone show Harry some affection rn he's an angel and he was so screwed over in the movie 🥺

#ler!harry #ler!peter 3 #ler!peter #ler!harry osborn #spiderman tickles #tickle hcs #sfw tickle headcanons #tickle headcanons #tickle fluff

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years

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Headcanons for being Peter Parker’s Younger Sibling

Peter Parker x sibling!reader

warnings: bullying mention, blood mention

a/n: a fuckin reach, its been a WHILE since ive seen tasm

prompt: y/n is peter’s sibling

peter and you were playful kids

you were just a year and some months younger than him, so you had a harder time remembering your parents than him

but he always told you stories about them that made you miss them a little more

peter was a genius, we all know it

he was the one helping you with your homework most nights

“peter i cant do it!”

“that’s okay, y/n. look, start with two times four, that’s eight, then four times six, twenty-four, right?”

“can i say a cuss word?”

“sure”

“math is shit”

you would cry during homework a lot

you’d also pass out on his floor after talking for hours

and you’d either wake up facedown on the floor or in your room since uncle ben would pick you up and put you to bed

peter took it upon himself to take you back to your room, but he usually dragged you by the arm, sooooo

you’d play action figures together

he was batman, you were robin always

“can i be batman?”

“oldest gets to be batman so im batman”

“but i wanna be batman!”

peter walked you to your school before taking off on his skateboard

and he’d pick you up on his way home

on half-days your brother taught you how to skate

you fell a lot

aunt may had to patch you up

“how many times do i have to tell you those skateboards are dangerous?!”

peter got you your own skateboard so that you could practice without him

you would text him after you did a trick and he’d always say hell yes! show me when i get home!

being his photography assistant

really you were his assistant constantly

science fair was the most boring day of the year

“y/n, stand right here, i need to get something from my locker”

*judges walk up while youre left unattended and in a state of PANIC*

you were bullied in middle school, same as peter, he’d always stick up for you and get beat up instead

it made you very mad but it was scary, too

“how’d you get into this fight, peter?”

“oh, you know, just happened”

“peter was sticking up for me, uncle ben”

“was he now? you’re a good brother, peter”

lonely when he moved onto high school :/

but you got there soon enough

you guys were kind of loners, just ate lunch together, lugged around your skateboards, you were an artist, he was a photographer

just spectating the chaos of high school, rolling your eyes at the drama

“i have two bucks, do you want anything from the vending machine?”

“uhh, a coke?”

you saw peter get bullied by flash and lost your shitttt

you actually started a food fight after throwing mashed potatoes in his eyes

“what the hell, parker?!”

“sit down and eat your goddamn food, flash, or next time it wont be potatoes”

peter was half-proud, half-embarrassed

trying to see how long you could skate through the halls before any authority figures stopped you

sometimes......you guys got sent to the office together :)

*phone ringing* “hello, is this ben parker?”

“which one of them is it this time?”

the principal’s office was a trip sometimes

you and peter exchange your glances and wait to get scolded

“ah, the parkers, come in, lets have a chat...why do you two always feel the need to get in trouble together?”

“we just happen to get along really well for siblings”

no you fuckin dont lmaoooo

it was always something with you two

like always

*banging on peter’s door* “I KNOW YOU HAVE MY BROWNIES, PETER, GIVE THEM BACK”

*peter through a mouthful of brownies* “I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT, YOURE CRAZY”

“is that my jacket?” -peter

“you mean my jacket?”

“y/n, i swear to god if you steal any more of my clothes it’s over for you”

“well, aunt may keeps giving me your clothes, so take it up with her”

and then there was just the little annoying things

“peter, can you stop clicking your pen?”

*clicks pen faster*

“you’re the worst”

and my personal favorite

“peter, open the door”

“why?”

“emergency”

*opens bedroom door* “what?”

“aunt may is making meatloaf”

“shit, uh...get your board, we’ll skate to mcdonalds and tell her we already ate”

peter and you RARELY ever brought your parents up until he found your dad’s briefcase, you didn’t have much to say

soon he was flooding his room with conspiracies and pulling you in to explain them

he began acting REALLY weird, but he was pretty open with you, he told you he went to oscorp

“YOU SNUCK IN??”

“your standards for me are way too high, y/n”

soon you started to feel not-so-good and weird things started to happen

“peter??”

“yeah? whats up?”

“this is gonna sound really weird...my hand is stuck to the door”

“it happened to you, too??”

“happening, pete. wait—this happened to you?? what is this???????”

yall done fucked up and got bit by spiders peter had so carelessly brought back into the house

it was an adjustment to say the least

and this adjustment got a whole lot harder that one night...you can remember peter just...so upset

you tried to chase him out to make sure he was okay, but uncle ben told you to stay with your aunt

maybe if you’d have been there...it would’ve been different, but when the cops got to your house you were at a loss for words

peter was covered in his blood still

“hey, hey, just breathe, okay? it’s not your fault, peter. just hop in the shower, yeah? i’ll take care of your clothes”

when peter took your advice and you were left alone, you just cried, you cried until he finally found you curled up in a ball in your room

then he cried, you just hugged each other sobbing your eyes out

peter got distant for a while, which was rough since the two of your were mourning for your uncle and dealing with these newfound powers

sooner or later he came around and helped you out, designing webshooters and a suit for you

“we match?”

*sigh* “yeah...yeah, we match”

ah yes, spider-team

you really tripped out new york at first, they thought spider-man was a teleporter

peter was still talking about your dad, but you really didn’t care, uncle ben was always going to be who raised you

you and peter would be covered in bruises after going out

“uh—peter punched me”

“y/n???!!!”

“I PANICKED”

just being dumb scared teens that cant function to save their lives until they get a little bit lucky

seriously like, every big villain you guys fought was just the worst

peter didn’t help all the time, he was good at provoking them sometimes

“hey, spider-man, you mind shutting up for a minute? for my sake?”

“sorry, sorry, just couldn’t help myself!”

he gushed to you about gwen stacy, he actually dragged you to her apartment to be patched up by her SEVERAL TIMES

yadda yadda yadda peter graduated high school! how cool is that? but he was late (what a surprise) even though you put off spidering today just for this

but he made it and you clapped the loudest for him

“thats my brotherrrr!!!”

cute family picture! (aunt may printed a bunch of them and gave them to you two and peter pinned them to his wall)

you and peter actually have a lot of pictures of the two of you just goofing off

he has one of you stuck in a trash can that cracks him up every time

seeing harry osborn again after YEARS

“wow, y/n, last time i saw you i just thought you were peter’s annoying little sibling”

“aww, it’s good to see you, too”

electrooooo

this guy really worried you bc like, bzzzz shock

you and peter weren’t equipped for that

it took a while, but you were finally able to deal with that

and several other problems

including peter’s breakup, which was a whole ordeal of its own

*peter laying upside down on your bed* “i dont know, y/n, you know? i wanna be with her so bad, i love her...but her dad is haunting me”

*you, drawing on your notepad with your legs propped up on his* “yeah, makes sense”

you actually had to tap out during the end of electro, you were hurt pretty bad

“y/n, hey? yeah, you’re okay. stay here, just stay right there, i’m gonna be back for you”

*thumbs up to show youre still alive*

but when peter came back for you there was bad news, he’d lost gwen

he ripped his mask off and fell to his knees, you could barely move but you powered through it, giving him a hug while he cried

“we...we better get home before aunt may starts to worry”

she was at work, so you two had the place to yourselves to clean up and mourn before the official news was revealed

“i should have listened to her dad, y/n, this is all my fault”

he was a mess, you couldn’t bare seeing him like this. it’s been so long since you’d seen him like this

the funeral was rough, peter was grasping onto your shoulder the whole time

he insisted that he was going to stick behind and stay with gwen for a while

“okay, i’ll see you at home...love you”

“love you too”

you gave him a hug and left him to his business, the next few months you were the only spider-person operating in new york...until rhino popped up

“im coming with you”

“you’re sure?”

“yeah, im sure”

(these are kinda ass but anyways im tagging my marvel ppl even tho ik this isnt mcu so just ignore this post if you dont care, sorry!!)

taglist: @alwaysananglophile // @rorybutnotgilmore // @locke-writes // @sweetheartliz07 // @queen-destenie // @natasha-danvers // @allthecreativeonesaretaken // @frostedgiant // @praellee // @emygirl // @lotsoffandomrecs //

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magewritesstories · 9 months

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I enjoyed your Harry Osborn headcanons! You should do more for that character!!!

[ ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴏꜱʙᴏʀɴ ] ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇꜱ

summary: a few headcanons of what I think Harry Osborn would be like in different couple tropes TW: none note: which romance trope do you think suits him best?

ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ɪ — ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ

okay so obviously I had to start with this one

it's not my favourite trope, but it fits well with some characters and i think harry is definitly one of them

imagine growing up with peter and harry and being besties

if you have a childhood friends trope y'all definitly have tons of inside jokes that he brings up constantly ( before and after you start dating)

both of you are definitly pining idiots lol— peter doesn't notice ofc (oblivious bby), but the minute gwen meets y'all she understands and does everything in her power to get you on a date

if harry realizes/falls first it would definitly take a while for him to understand that he has romantic feelings towards you and not just platonic ones

if you realise/fall first there's probably a lot of confusion of whether he's flirting or just being friendly

ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ɪɪ — ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴄ ʀɪᴠᴀʟꜱ

so harry doesn't really strike me as a person who tries hard in school

but i do think he's one of those people who's just effortlessly smart, y'know?

personally it would annoy me, so i think that's how you're rovalry starts

it would be completely one-sided though— but he definitly noticed your annoyance and though it was hilarious

you would ask him what he got on a test and he'd say he got a super high score depite not studying just to see you get all annoyed and try to hide it

when you get a few point less than him he'd ask if you needed his help studying

definitly got hit by a book because of that once

But one time the teacher pairs you up, because they always see the two of you interacting and comparing answers after a test and in their blissfull ignorance (that only a teacher could have) assume you're friends

after the project you two do become friends and asfter a while he asks you out because— have you seen how cute you are? how could he not?

ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ɪɪɪ — ꜰᴀᴋᴇ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ

one of my favourite tropes when done right (and even when it's not, simply because it's always funny.)

i think you would either start fake dating 'cause of image (harry's playboy ways do not go over well with the board directors at oscorp)

or because you're both career driven and need people to get off your back about dating

but between the answering questions of curious journalists at press confrences and going to fancy restaurants just to give the paparazzi some pictures the two of you get to know eachother better

harry asks you all kinds of things, "because he needs to be able to answer questions about you"

and in return you ask him things too

and slowly but surely the fake handholding and glances from the other side of the room turn into real ones

the press definitly finds it suspcious though

because one you two start actually dating harry's a lot more private about it

other harry osborn fic

#harry osborn x reader #spiderman #the amazing spiderman #marvel x reader #harry osborn headcanons #harry osborn #the amazing spiderman x reader #tasm!harry osborn headcanons #tasm!harry osborn x reader #tasm!harry osborn #tasm!harry osborn x reader headcanons

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spider-stark · 1 year

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Our Girl

Harry Osborn x Reader // Peter Parker x Reader

Summary - You're forced into attending a gala with Peter and Harry, where your best friends unintentionally plant a tempting idea in your head.

Warnings - none that i know of. just banter with the boys and some pining on all ends.

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“You're late.”

PETER'S FEET came to a grinding stop in front of you, finding himself ensnared under the weight of your glowering gaze. The pointed remark had been enough to set his senses on fire, the radioactive venom in his veins having labeled you a threat as the fine hairs coating his arms began to stand on end.

It wasn’t often that Peter found himself on the receiving end of your current tone, rarely ever being the one to tick you off enough to draw out your more menacing side. Until now, actually, he had been fairly certain that the tone had been specially reserved for Harry.

He recognized it as a threatening sound, a subtle warning to be used whenever the Oscorp heir would speak too freely of his perverted fantasies about you. Although, now that he was thinking about it, he couldn’t remember a time that it had ever worked on Harry, with little having the capability to encourage the young Osborn to restrain himself.

Peter wondered how Harry managed to maintain his confidence when he was the target of your irritation, especially considering that Peter’s stomach already felt like it was doing cartwheels.

“Ah, you know how it is,” a nervous chuckle as he inched closer to your side, leaning in close so you could hear him over the loud music playing overhead, “some guy with a gun wanted to try his luck at City National bank. Figured Spider-Man could handle it quicker than the NYPD.”

You tilted your head, brows rising slightly in agreement. “Still,” you huffed out, averting your gaze to the golden-hued liquid in your glass, “you swore you’d be here. I was starting to think I was gonna have to deal with these pricks all by myself.”

Peter chuckled, an action that earned him another icy glare. “I’m here now, aren’t I?” His teasing comment didn’t get a reply as you worked to maintain your sour mood with him. “Besides,” he tried again, lightly nudging you with his shoulder, “even if I hadn’t come you still wouldn’t be alone. Harry’s around here somewhere, yeah?”

You snorted loudly at his question, the ill-mannered sound causing you to receive a few dirty looks from the haughty individuals within earshot. “Oh yeah, cause he’s so much help.” you droned sarcastically, throwing back what remained of your drink before continuing, “I think I’ve already got enough rich assholes trying to get me in bed when we come to these things.”

There were many reasons you hated being forced into these flashy galas; the music was always obnoxious, often some type of mind-numbing classical, and the hors d’oeuvres were usually things you wouldn't ever consider eating, which meant you had no choice but to starve until it was over.

But, the most notable reason for hating them, was that the Osborn name had a nasty habit of attracting New York’s most atrocious men. They were the kind of men that didn’t just think they deserved your time, but actually felt as if they were entitled to it, and it was rare that they were willing to accept rejection.

To Harry’s credit, though, he was just as good as Peter at keeping prying eyes and unwelcome hands away from you. The only true difference between the two boys was their approach.

Peter—ever the gentleman—typically opted for the kill ‘em with kindness route. A sweet hand hovering over the small of your back, guiding you through the crowded Osborn mansion. He would toss out an occasional pet name whenever someone overstayed their welcome in a conversation, do you need another drink baby? or I think Harry’s looking for us, sweetheart.

His actions served as a gentle deterrent for anyone who dared to approach you, a subtle indication that you were taken. Peter fell into the role of the perfect boyfriend with such ease, so respectable and kind.

Harry, on the other hand, never failed to take full advantage of the situation; unwilling to waste an opportunity to stake some sort of claim on you.

He was bolder than Peter, thin fingers traipsing along your bare thigh as you sat next to him, slowly letting them dip underneath the fabric of your dress with such jealous intent. Ocean eyes would cage the man that you’d told him wouldn’t take no for an answer, forcing him to watch as his hand slipped higher and higher.

You had grown used to Harry’s antics, and you were also aware that he’d never take it too far. He knew how far he could go before you’d tighten the leash around his neck, only occasionally pushing past the limit just enough to get on your nerves and earn a rough slap to his chest.

For Peter—so sweet and gentle—it was a precious moment, one in which he could let himself experience what it would be like to actually call you his. For Harry—so brash, so passionate—it was a show of dominance; an act of war, even, against anyone who dared to act as if you weren’t his.

You rarely bothered to remind him that you didn’t belong to him—either of them—often too caught up in your own imagination. You had the power to turn both boys into little more than lovesick puppies, and they held that same power over you.

“Better to be the rich asshole you know than the one you don’t, right?” Peter contended, reaching over to take the empty glass from your hand and place it on the tray of a passing waiter. You only lifted your shoulders at the remark, muttering a small fair enough in response, scanning over the lavish room that was filled to the brim with New York’s most elite.

“Speak of the devil.” You mused as your gaze fell upon Harry, sauntering through the crowd with ease and making a beeline for you and Peter.

“There’s my favorite outcasts!” Harry roared as he approached, a wide grin spreading across his face as he lazily slung an arm over each of your shoulders, effectively wedging himself between you and Peter. You hadn’t noticed the way Peter stiffened at the action, the disappointment that glimmered in his dark eyes at being pushed further away from you.

Instead, you just rolled your eyes at the label Harry had used for the two of you, jokingly shoving his touch off of you. You hardly considered yourself an outcast, though you had to admit that these parties had a tendency to turn you into a wallflower, leaving Harry to schmooze with potential investors all on his own while you and Peter drowned yourself in his finest booze.

Harry bounced back quickly from your teasing rejection, his hand finding its way to your body once again, this time slipping around your waist and pulling you into his side. “You’re late.” He repeated the same phrase that had left your lips just moments ago.

Your jaw fell slack immediately and Peter already struggled to stifle his laughter, having anticipated your reaction to Harry’s claim. “He’s late!” You jutted your finger across Harry’s chest, pointing it at Peter, “I have been here for almost an hour, Har.” Another huff as you retracted your hand, arms moving to cross firmly over your chest. “Maybe you would’ve noticed I was here if you weren’t so busy flirting with half of Manhattan.”

When you had first arrived and realized Peter was nowhere to be seen, you planned on finding Harry, so used to always attaching yourself to one of their hips. But, when you finally found the boy, he was cornered by a few heiresses that were all desperately trying to sink their claws into the Osborn fortune.

“Aw,” Harry cooed, slender fingers playfully squeezing your side as he spoke, “jealous much?”

You glared up at him through your lashes, but didn’t make a move to pull away from his touch this time, “Not jealous-” you corrected him, “pissed off. You’re the one that forced me to come to this thing, and then you just went off to galavant with your admirers.”

“Galavant, eh?” His eyes narrowed, the corners of his lips twitching into a smile as he glanced at Peter. “How much has she had to drink?”

Peter raised his palms like a white flag, relinquishing himself from any responsibility for your somewhat buzzed state. “I’m not drunk!” You swiftly declared, looking ever so slightly offended by the comment.

Harry ignored your statement, reverting back to the previous topic, “Well don’t worry your pretty little head,” he let the arm that had been thrown over Peter’s shoulders fall, moving to lightly tap at your forehead as he spoke, finding amusement in the way your eyes narrowed at the teasing action, “you know I’ve only got eyes for you doll.”

“God,” Peter groaned out, shaking his head at the interaction, “you’re never gonna give up, are you?”

“And let you have her all to yourself?” Harry’s neck snapped in Peter’s direction, feigning a gasp at his best friend. “Only in your dreams, Parker.”

“Funny you say that!”

You lowered your head, cheeks puffing out as you exhaled loudly. “Here we go again.” You uttered to yourself, aware that neither of them would be listening to you now that they had gotten started.

“Have you told y/n about what’s going on in your dreams lately?” Peter cocked his head to the side with a smug grin.

It was truthfully a weak attempt to embarrass Harry, seeing as though the boy very quickly owned up to his lewd fantasies. “All the time, actually.” He hummed to himself, his tongue darting over his lips as he tried to push Peter further, “She totally gets off on it, too. Fuck, you’d love to watch the way our girl squirms when I tell her about all the nasty things I wanna do to her.”

Our girl.

A phrase that they both used quite often, as if they knew they’d always been forced to share you, despite the fact that each of them wanted to claim you for themselves.

“Oh yeah.” Peter’s head bobbed alongside his words. “She’s clearly head over heels for you.” He sarcastically reassured Harry, a hand clamping against his forearm. “Not like she’s ignored all of your advances for a literal year now.”

Of course you had.

Ever since he returned from boarding school, Harry had tried relentlessly to win you over. While both the boys were both equally obsessed with you, Harry was always much more obvious about his affection. Of the two of them, Harry had always been the most dauntless when it came to getting what he wanted, whereas Peter tended to bottle his emotions up in fear of rejection.

But, despite his efforts, for every advance Harry made there was a rejection waiting for him. You couldn’t pick between the two of them, couldn’t risk breaking one of their hearts by choosing one over the other.

“I’m sorry,” a dry chuckle escaped Harry’s parted lips, the hand that wasn’t gripping your side moving to rest against his temple, “I forgot that she tells you everything that happens behind closed doors!” He quipped, smirking as he watched Peter’s brow raise at the antagonizing comment.

“You should stop by Oscorp sometime after close,” he continued, finding far too much pleasure in the way Peter’s jaw clenched at his words, “let me know if you can hear her choking on my dick from the lobby.”

Your hand collided with his arm, shaking your head at his perverted comment. It didn’t affect him much, though, only grinning down at you in response.

“You’re an idiot.” Peter grumbled, shuffling his feet as he attempted to ignore the growing pit in his stomach.

He knew that Harry was lying through his teeth, just trying to get a rise out of him. It had become a sort of game to them, both of them ruthlessly trying to get under the other's skin. Still, even knowing this, it had planted the image in his mind of you on your knees for Harry, and that was enough to make him feel sick.

“C’mon Petey, play nice and maybe I’ll consider sharing her.”

You stiffened at the statement, but only for a second, swiftly working to relax your muscles so Harry wouldn’t feel the way you had tensed. It still sent chills down your spine, though, evoking thoughts of your own past fantasies.

In the past, Harry and Peter both had played a role in your dreams, their names falling from your mouth with a fervor that would make both of them weak in the knees. You loved them—both of them—and the thought of never having to pick between the boys that owned your heart left your chest feeling tight.

“You two are being ridiculous.” You coughed out the words, shaking your head as if the action could rid your mind of thoughts coursing through it.

Your interjection had caused Peter to back down from their little scuffle, his hands raised like a white flag to signal that he was willing to back down from the idiotic banter. He was always so quick to please you, so willing and obedient. Harry, on the other hand, was a bit more difficult, his icy gaze still fixed to Peter—as if daring him to consider the offer he made.

So, you worked to distract him, a featherlight touch to his forearm, hoping to satisfy his constant need for your attention, your affection. But you hadn’t noticed the way Peter stiffened, unaware of the jealousy that coursed through him at the sight of you reaching for another man.

It had worked, though, as Harry melted into your touch and let his sight shift back to you instead of his friend. “If you’re gonna force me to drown out the sound of you two being idiots then could you at least play something tolerable? What even is this shit?” You provided a change of topic, hand wildly waving towards the speaker system as you reference the pretentious classical music that blared from it.

Harry scrunched his nose, shrugging as he spoke, “I don’t know, Beethoven?”

“You do know that not every pianist is Beethoven, right?” Peter asked, brows raised.

“Oh my god,” Harry threw his head back, an audible groan leaving his lips, his tone turning quiet as he gestured to the sea of people surrounding us, “who cares? Whatever it is, these old fucks eat it up, alright?”

You let yourself laugh right alongside the two boys as the conversation shifted to something more lighthearted; your hand still resting against Harry’s arm, your gaze fixed on Peter. Still, though, the remark stuck in your head, replaying on a loop as you considered the possibility of it.

Maybe, just maybe, they wouldn’t make you pick at all.

a/n - here's the deal guys. my harry osborn piece i wrote? did trash in the tags cause apparently none of you are thirsting over dane dehaan the way i am. so now that means i'll be forcibly inserting him into all my peter fics because im in love with them both (i'm not gonna lie though i'd pick harry in a fucking HEARTBEAT) anyways hope you enjoyed this short lil best friend/love triangle/desperate pining blurb type thing

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spider-stark · 1 year

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Forever Indebted

HARRY OSBORN X READER

Summary - Peter Parker might’ve saved your life, but Harry Osborn owns your heart.

Warnings - mature themes, cheating

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IT WAS a tale as old as time, an unavoidable fate that had been sealed a millenia ago. In every iteration of the story, the hero gets the girl—and he deserves the girl, does he not?

After all, how else are you meant to repay him? The sung hero saves not only your life, but also your world, and then his only request is the promise of your hand in his; how could you say no? Is it even a choice?

You find yourself indebted to them, your blood running cold at the realization that they hadn’t just saved your life, they had claimed it.

You become bound to them, that hero that liberates you from the shackles of death. You become obligated to love them after they save your body; your flesh, your bones, the mortal husk that encompasses your being.

But what of the one that saves your soul? The one that saves your passion, your vivacity, your charm—the epitome of you?

How do you repay him?

Can you?

“God-I missed you.”

The words washed over you, laced with an intoxicating blend of desperation and adoration. Soft, slender fingers moved towards your face, gingerly brushing a stray hair into place.

He had never let anyone see this side of him before—allowed them to see him look so tender, so breakable—but you were the sole exception to the rule, the only one with the ability to crumble the towering walls he’d built around himself.

“Why do you think I’m here?” You teased him, your arms lazily slung around his neck, a few mere inches being the only thing separating the two of you. “Figured you were probably having withdrawals by now.”

Harry could only watch as a playful grin tugged at your lips, an unfamiliar warmth spreading throughout his chest as he felt your fingers toy with the hair at the nape of his neck. You’re right, he thought to himself, too enamored with you to remember how to form words, I couldn’t have gone another day, another hour, another second without you.

Love had been such a strange concept to him, one that still proved to be overwhelming at times. He had been raised differently, taught to take whatever scraps he was given, to lick love off of knives and never complain when his mouth filled with copper. Until you, he had never known love could be so sickeningly sweet, a sensation powerful enough to make his teeth ache.

“How long do we have?” His voice cracked under the pressure of unspoken emotions, a light touch coming to cradle your cheek, studying your face as he held you—he worked to commit every freckle, every line, every curve to memory.

Too often that was all he had of you, a memory of the moments shared behind closed doors, the rest of his time spent yearning for them, dreaming of them, living for them. You had become his lifeline, the sole tether to his sanity; and he became the same for you.

You nuzzled into his hand, eyes fluttering shut as you savored the warmth of his skin pressed to yours. He watched as you smiled, the subtle and apologetic kind of smile that always left his stomach feeling taut. “Not long.”

If you had a choice, you would have stayed here with him forever.

You would have locked yourself away in his office and hoped that the walls of Oscorp could serve as an impenetrable fortress. You would have let him lay you down against the cool mahogany of his desk, allowed his body to curve into yours as you turned every aberrant thought you’d ever had about him into reality.

You wanted him to corrupt you, to drain every ounce of purity from your body, until there was nothing good left for Spider-Man to claim.

“It’s okay.” Harry hummed, the lie slipping through his teeth so easily that you almost believed it. The truth was in his eyes, though, the unspoken words having drowned in pools of deep blue: Please, don’t go this time. Stay, stay here for another second, another moment, maybe a day—you could stay forever, if you’d like. “We’ll make the most of it.”

You swallowed roughly, forcing yourself to nod, the only response you could try to offer.

There was no such thing as enough time with Harry. Before him, you had never wished for eternity, unable to bear the thought of spending so long at your captors side. Now you could only dream of an eternity spent by Harry’s side, though you were convinced that even that would be insufficient.

You hadn’t been fortunate enough to be granted such a vast measure of time, though, cursed to have only this.

Moments so excruciatingly short that they made you consider the striking brevity of life, made you wonder what could have been if Spider-Man hadn’t been the one to save you.

I would rather be dead than indebted to him, a private thought you’d never share, an admission that changed nothing of your circumstance. Yet, still, whenever you looked at Harry you knew it to be true; I would rather be dead than spend another moment without your touch.

You had grown to despise Peter, not only for the choice he made, but because you knew that if you only asked, he would let you go. That was the agonizing complexity of the situation; knowing he would give you what you wanted, but being unable to ask, too aware of what he had given for you, what he had sacrificed.

How does one turn away a hero? How do you deny him his only desire?

What a cruel thing it had become, you often thought to yourself, to feel as if you owe someone your life.

But oh, you would sigh, collapsing into Harry’s arms and inhaling the scent of vanilla and bitter coffee, how easy it would be to give that life to him.

He finally drew you from your thoughts, patience wearing thin as his free hand slipped around your waist, effectively pulling you closer to his chest. Your breathing stilled as he neared closer, his lips having missed your mouth in favor of your ear.

The unexpected warmth of his breath sent chills down your spine as spoke, “I want you.”

It was a statement so suggestive in nature, yet having been said so delicately that it urged you to ache for him. Of course he had wanted your body; wanted you in the most carnal ways that you could imagine. But he also wanted more than that—he wanted to leave no part of you untouched, no part unloved.

“I’ll always want you.” He vowed, leaving a trail of faint kisses along your jawline, the tender gesture serving as a silent promise of its own; even if you’re not mine, even if only in private.

His silken lips continued to travel along your face, and once they finally found their home against your own you found yourself wanting to scream to him; But I am! My body, my soul, my very being. I will carve your name into my heart, let your love seep into my skin and flow through my veins because I. Am. Yours.

But you didn’t speak, couldn’t speak. His mouth moved so fervently against your own that you were unable to will yourself to do anything other than sink into the blissful feeling, painfully aware that it wouldn’t last near as long as you’d want it to.

The hand resting on your cheek slid to the base of your neck, holding you in place as the sheer force of his kiss parted your lips, the taste of him on your tongue numbing your senses entirely. You had become addicted to him—the sensation of his hands desperately roaming your body, always seeking new ways to pull you closer; the devout way he uttered your name under his breath, letting it drip from his tongue as if it were the only prayer he could remember.

It was a sensation so pure, so unadulterated and ardent that you wondered how you could ever force yourself to walk away from him. It was true that Peter Parker had been the one to save your life, but you knew that Harry Osborn was the only reason you felt alive.

You tugged at his suit-coat, forcing him to abandon his grip on you in order to shed the unnecessary fabric onto the floor. A low whine was the only sound you could create, a plea for him to keep going, to remove the thin black undershirt that had been beneath it. He only chuckled at your desperation before pulling it over his head and tossing it to the ground as well.

You immediately went for his bare skin, the muscles tensing under the freezing touch, a string of expletives escaping his lips at the unexpected feeling. He wasted little time returning to his previous actions, though, pushing himself into your mouth once again.

The way your body ached for him was so evident, arching into his touch as his hands pushed underneath your top. He fought the urge to mark you, every ounce of his willpower going into not dragging his nails along your spine, into not leaving dark bruises against your hips. Do it, you wanted to tell him, let him know who I really belong to.

Harry pulled back from your kiss, his lungs stinging from a lack of oxygen; but less than a second passed before you had your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him towards your neck with an enticing whimper.

You wanted him to be rough, wanted to feel the sting of his teeth sinking into your neck, your waist, your thighs. You wanted to be covered in him, let him claim every inch of your skin. The sight of you presenting yourself to him, so willing to let him have his way with you, made him want to throw caution to the side. Both of you knew that if he saw the marks then it would raise suspicion. Perhaps, though, that had been the point.

An open-mouthed kiss was placed against your jugular, his canines just barely grazing against you as he worked his way across your neck. “Please.” you begged, the one word having the power to bring him to his knees.

But, before he could act on the mutual desire, an ear-piercing noise sounded throughout the room; your phone vibrating on the other end of his desk. Both of you glanced in its direction, Peter’s name displayed on the cracked screen.

Your time was up.

The realization caused a violent crushing sensation to spread throughout your chest; the only remedy for the pain it caused was the chaste kiss Harry pressed against your temple, a similar feeling having coursed through him.

“I’ll see you soon?” You knew that he couldn’t answer the question, not with certainty, neither of you aware of when you’d be able to sneak off again.

He nodded anyways, his hand straightening your shirt, unbunching the fabric that had been pushed up your waist. “I’ll be waiting.”

You may have owed Peter your life, but there was no denying that Harry owned your heart.

a/n - im not sure if anyone even reads/writes harry osborn stuff anymore, but idc cause i love him.<3 but also the amount of time i’ve spent thinking about this concept is embarrassing. like honestly though, think about it! imagine how difficult it would be to have to turn down a hero, especially if they’ve saved your life. whether it’s intentional or not, there is such an odd power dynamic there and it would be difficult to not feel as if you owed them. trying to deny them would likely feel impossible, even if you were in love with someone else, ya know?? i feel like anyone would start to resent them and lead to them making poor choices. and how freaking fine dane dehaan is, i do not condone cheating. but gosh. dane <3

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fcknstar · 1 year

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Can you do pregnancy headcanons for the amazing spider man 2 harry?

hihi! thank you so much for the request and sorry if i completed it a little late, was caught up with school work...

,, with you "

harryosborn x afab!reader ( pregnancy headcanons )

a.n : im so so happy with the requests that ive been receiving because my brains all messed up rn, and cant really think of any ideas.. so thankyou alot

warnings : mentions of pregnancy

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when harry found out that you are pregnant, he has nver been more happy

like a gentleman, he would massage your legs if you need, would literally give you princess treatment like he usually does.

have cravings in the middle of the night? not to worry, harry would always assure you and ask you to wake him up if you truly craved something.

" harry… " you gently shook harry. you could barely sleep, wanting to eat chocolate covered pretzels that you enjoyed. " harry..? " harry began to stir in his sleep, turning to look at you, wide awake. " whats wrong baby? " he questioned, he saw how overwhelmed you looked. " well, i uh, ive been craving those chocolate pretzels you got me the other time.. " you whispered. harry understanding that your cravings were acting up, he nodded giving you a soft smile. harry went to the local store looking for the pretzels. by the time he went there, he couldnt find any in stock. so, he decided to make them, grabbing a chocolate bar and pretzels. once he reached home, he would melt those chocolate and dip the pretzels in, letting it cool before serving in to you.

" baby, i couldnt find the exact ones, so i just got normal pretzels and dipped them.. will that be alright? " harry walked towards you with the said pretzels in his hands. you swore you felt your heart thump faster, it was as if you were falling deeper in love with him.

before you got pregnant, you and harry would split the house chores.

so when you got pregnant, he would start doing most of the house chores, since you insisted that you could at least fold the clothes despite harry advising you not to and for you to just rest.

knowing that youd get bigger in size, he wouldnt mind getting you new clothes. he, in fact encourages you to whenever you need new clothes. or he will just get you it even without you knowing.

if you were to feel insecure, he would start talking to you sweetly, reassuring that you are the most beautiful person hes ever seen ; whispering sweet things to you.

he would start working from home, but if he truly needed to get back to oscorp, he would grab some snack and food for you both before heading back home.

if he sees you asleep on the bed, he would climb in with you, gently wrapping his arms around and talk to the growing baby.

" yea i know right. and i got you and your sweet mother more pretzels! how cool is that? " harry felt a little kick when he placed his hand on your tummy. " my gosh, excited are we? don't wake your mummy up okay? she deserves this rest.. " but you were already wide awake, hearing the little chats he had with your baby. " i wonder if you are a girl.. or a boy. if you were a girl, id dress you up into a mini princess, even better, id dress you up like your mother. mini her! if youre a boy, " harry was deep in thought.. " i dont know, i dress you up as a businessman! " he received another. " definitely a boy. " harry smiled to himself. you couldn't help but giggle. harry saw how your body shook and your little laughs, turning to face you, his eyes widened. " did i wake you up? sorry.. " harry smiled boyishly, kissing your temple.

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fcknstar · 1 year

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Will you do dating Harry Osborn includes for the amazing Spider-Man harry?

hihi! i wasnt quite sure what you meant by harryosborn includes.. so i just did like a headcanon and a snippet abt how itd be like! so apologies if it was wrong..

,, love me "

harryosborn x reader

a.n : i wanna apologize for the inactivity, i started sch on 3rd jan and had alot of admin work to do and didnt have enough time to fully sit down and type away.. i really enjoy doing request so please feel free loves! btw i have alot more ideas so yea. im still learning french, so sorry if i got some mistakes!

warnings : none. some use of french!

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he would cook for you

walking into your shared penthouse, you were met with a mouthwatering smell. you knew harry enjoyed cooking, for you at least and would cook all types of cuisine. entering the kitchen, it seems like hes cooking grilled steak. your favourite. you had told him on your first few dates that you loved grilled steak and there he is, preparing you some. " baby, i didnt know you were back home " he greeted you with a hug. " and i didnt know you knew how to cook grilled steak. " you teased him after releasing him from your grasp. " well i had to learn for my love. " he pulled you closer as he kissed your temple.

harry knows your schedule so hed prepare a surprise date for you both every now and then.

“ where are we going? “ you questioned. harry had picked you up from your shift, youd usually walk home in your own comfort since the place you worked at is merely a short walk to your shared penthouse. '' somewhere i know you'd like " he replied simply, giving you a lopsided smile.

when you first meet him, you wouldn't think that hes into affection, but he is big into it. he loves loves loves hugs so so much. due to the height difference, hed place his chin on your head.

he loves dressing you up.

" when i was younger, i wanted to be a princess. funny right? " you laughed, flashes of your kiddly past replayed in your mind. harry just smiled. the next day, he brought you shopping and you were able to heal your inner child all thanks to him.

he would bring you shopping at least once a week for any necessities or wants that youve been eyeing.

hed play with your hair whenever youre concentrated on something.

he loves spending time just looking at you.

if you were to make gifts and just love hands on craft, hed appreciate every piece you make him. he even has a shelf just to display your gifts. hed try to make some stuff for you, even if it looks bad in his eyes, you love it.

" i uh, tried to make a clay figurine for you.. but it looks horrible, i know " harry whispered, preparing for the nasty comments he knew you wouldn't share. handing it to you, he is met with a kiss on the cheek and a sequel. " oh harry! i love it so so much. " seeing you run off to your shared bedroom confused him so he followed your trail. you kneeled infront of your cupboard, you took out a box. ' i didnt know you had that.. " harry thought. what he saw next warmed his heart dearly. over the years of you both dating, youd each would gift each other often. he hadnt realize he had made a clay figurine in the first years of dating after seeing how much you value homemade stuff. you pulled out a clay figurine and paired it with the one he recently gifted you. " harry! look how cute it is! " you giggled. harry appreciated these moments he had with you. kneeling next to you, he peeked into the box. he saw those love letters he wrote to you years ago, kept in its pristine condition which made him smile.

he likes to read, you like to read = perfect match. he would share with you a book he had recently finished reading at the dining table and would chat about it, you doing the same thing. you both love poetry and what warmed your heart was that he wrote his own poems to you. when harry confessed his feelings for you, it wasnt just a simple " i like you, wanna go on a date ". he was better.

he secretly loves when you shower him with love, extra extra love. well because growing up, he craved it. you are his safe haven. you are his best friend, girlfriend. basically his everything.

if you want to continue studying, he would fund your trip. he would want to call you everyday, every second of the day.

" have you eaten? " harrys voiced displayed concern, even if you couldn't see his face. " yea.. i have. " harry picked on how solemn your voice were. " whats wrong baby? you know you can talk to me right? " harrys question made you laugh. " yea well, i just uhm. miss you alot that is.. you know.. your hugs, you. " you whispered, trying not to let your voice break. " me too sweetheart. but hey! youre coming back in a week or so right? just keep that in mind darling. " harry tried to keep his tone cheerful, despite how bad his heart is hurting. once your calle ended, he booked a flight there, wanting to give you as much support you needed while studying abroad. france was a scary place. but very romantic. as you were about to walk past an alleyway, a person blocked your view. " désolée(sorry) " . looking up, you saw harry. " hi baby " you beemed with joy, jumping up and hugging him so tightly it could choke him to death. " right right, i need to breathe if not i cannot function properly. " he chuckled. " god, i missed you. " you whispered into his neck, kissing it gently. " well i missed you more.. mon amour " harry replied, lifting you up slightly and spining you both around.

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