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crabonfire · 10 months

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TSSM DOC OCK WITH TALL (average) S/O WHO USES HEIGHT ADVANTAGE TO FLUSTER!!

Pre and post octofication? If possible?

I wanted to request but didn’t get the confidence until you started demanding TSSM requests :)

Hope this is ok!

OH LETS FUCKING GOOOO TSSM REQUEST BABEYYY

Taller!S/O flustering TSSM Doc Ock!

character: pre and post accident TSSM Otto Octavius

note: babe don’t be nervous!! I’ve been into spider-man and tssm related shit for years now, I just never thought anybody would be interested in my work. I’d love more tssm requests!! It’s my main interest now anyways :)

anyway, request away!!! hehe :)

ALSO I love pre accident otto he’s so cute :(

last note, I wanted to add some uh, tiny, tiny TINY bits of lore between the two of you in the pre octofication, just to make it more interesting :D!

warnings: none, fluff :)

♡Otto Octavius♡

- He was always a pretty insecure man in terms of how he’d look, (and his personality too aw man) he always saw his body as something he wasn’t proud of. People under minded him for it, especially at work. Which is why he was surprised to find out you really liked him. When you had asked him out he asked multiple times with a red face, “Y-You’re joking!” or “Did someone put you up to this?”

But when you smiled at him so genuinely, shaking your head no and telling him you liked him…he felt like he was going to burst.

- When you two started dating, he found it a bit hard to make eye contact for very long. For he found that he’d get lost in your eyes, mesmerized by you completely. He was a shy man, and he never spoke his mind much when it came to how you made him feel. He was always quite flustered with you.

When you realized this, you started to use it to your advantage.

- On one occasion, he was in his office, typing away and sorting through files on his latest project. After hours of working he had finally stepped out to get a drink from the kitchen. You decided to try and stall him a little, maybe convince him to take a break. You had him backed up to a wall, hand resting beside his head, as you leaned down to his face. His cheeks are as red as tomatoes, looking at you mouth agape and eyes widened. You can’t help the smirk that forms on your face, eyes gazing at him intensely.

“Otto.”

“Y-Yes?”

You tilted your head a bit, blinking, still staring at him. The tension is killing him, your so close he can feel you breathing.

“Take a break hon, you’ve been cooped up in that desk for so long…”

He huffed, looking awkwardly at the floor. “Oh, I mustn’t…it’s I-important I finish this..” you took your hand, taking his chin to face you again. You frowned slightly, “But I miss you. Just one break, please?” He blinks, his lips quivering trying to find the voice to deny you. He swallows, “W-Well…I guess one break w-wouldn’t hurt.” He mutters. You smile at him, leaning in to kiss him, which he immediately returns. When you pull back you can see the slightly disappointed look on his face. You quickly step back with a whole different mood, grinning at him. “Great! Come sit with me, I was watching a movie.” You walk over to the couch, leaving him speechless as his heart doesn’t stop its pounding.

He’s flustered, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stands there wondering what the fuck just happened to him.

- He found himself in this situation many times, pinned to a wall or how your head rested on-top of his with arms wrapped around him, engulfing him in a hug.

And every single time he couldn’t help the red that’d seep to his cheeks, the racing of his heart and and the wanting to drop everything he was doing to look up at you all day.

Oh yeah, he has to look up when he talks to you. It’s adorable 😭

♡Doctor Octopus♡

- No longer has he have to suffer the neck pain of looking up at you, because now… HE HAS HIS OCTOPUS ARMS!!

- But on the rare occasion where he’s just standing like a normal guy, you always take your chance to try and fluster you like you did before. This time, he’s not so shy about his feelings.

- You’d have him pinned against a wall just like before, it was difficult to get into this position but you did.

“Hey doc.”

He smirks, “What’s this, Y/N?”

You mirror his smirk, “What ever do you mean, Doc? I’m just, having a conversation with you.”

He chuckles, shaking his head and looking up at you with tinted cheeks. “I see. My apologies, I just never considered being pinned to a wall was a way to talk to somebody.”

“Oh, so this your first time?” You snickered at your own dumb joke, he found that cute.

“No, I’m very well experienced actually.”

You laughed. You rested your other hand to the other side of his head, trapping him in as you leaned down to kiss him. He kissed you back, passionately and slow. One of his hands had cupped your cheek, the other firm against your chest as his receptors pulled you in. He felt himself melt whenever he’d kiss you, even with his newfound confidence he still never got rid of that sweet ache in his chest. When you pulled back, before you could say anything, he flipped you over.

Now you were the one pinned to he wall, his receptors lifted him slightly to be eye level with you, a hand over your head as he leaned while the other had held your chin pinched between his pointer index and his thumb. He had an obnoxious smile on his face when he saw how your face reddened, eyes wide in surprise. He chuckled, whispering in a low tone;

“What about you Y/N, is this yours?”

♡♡♡

spot the harness your hopes refrence and I'll give u a cookie :)♡

HOPE U ENJOYEDDD request more tssm shit I love them

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dainty-fingertips · 2 years

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THESE ARE SO STUPID BUT I LOVE THESE NERDS SO MUCH HELP ME

#tssm #tssm montana x reader #tssm rhino x reader #tssm doc ock x reader #tssm sandman x reader #tssm vulture x reader #tssm electro x reader #tssm sinister six #sinister six #sinister six x reader #tssm fanart #sinister six fanart #tssm engineer reader

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wycroftie · 25 days

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Some fan art for an absolutely GOATED fanfic by the lovely @rancid-zinnia-onthepatio <3 (You tentacle my fancy)

I am frothing at the mouth I can’t wait until more chapters come out :33333

#digital aritst #digital art #artists on tumblr #my art #procreate #university #fanfic #fanfiction #otto octavius x reader #otto octavius #doc ock x reader #fanart #doc ock #tssm doc ock #the spectacular spider man #absolutely feral for this fic please I need MORE

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cemeteryladycass · 4 months

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🎉 Feeling 22!!!! 🎉

I know it's not the 28th yet for me but I was too excited waiting to post this drawing.

Anyway, happy birthday to me. Here's my obligatory Bday drawing, of course with my favorite variant of Ockie. 💚

(TSSM Otto/Doc Ock <33)

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#22nd birthday #happy bithday to me #doctor octopus #otto octavius #doc ock #spiderman #doctor octavius #marvel #the spectacular spider man #self insert #tssm doctor octopus #tssm otto #otto octavius x reader

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writingsofhubris · 6 months

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The Mind Electric

[AO3] Rating: E WC: 1.4K Tags: Post-Prison, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Sex Toys, Objectification Fandom: The Spectacular Spider-Man Ship: Otto Octavius/Reader Disc: Prison break! Prison Break! Otto escapes after getting taken prisoner, and shows up in his partner's bedroom.

Honestly, dating a villain really wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Sure, he was hot when he got angry, but when you were watching the news and saw him with handcuffs around his wrists, you were prepared to be lonely for a few months. Without fail, he’d escape again, and he’d show back up to see you, but it still wouldn’t be for weeks, at the earliest.

A sigh fell from your lips, and you turned off the television, ignoring the dark screen in favor of picking up your laundry from the dryer, ready to finish the housework for the night.

By the time midnight rolled around, you’d been sleeping for hours. You’d well worn yourself out with a toy, something you only really brought out when Otto wasn’t free. But a creak, a slide and hiss broke your slumber, waking you up the slightest amount. A dream, you assumed, rolling back to the side. The wind could make those windows shake sometimes, and you were certain you’d locked the windows. You didn’t expect a guest tonight, why would you?

The theory shattered when you heard the sharp metal - on - metal click of his actuator, a sound you never dreamed. Your eyes flew open, and you quickly rolled over to the side, just to be face to face with your sweet, mad doctor. The smirk on his lips was just as enticing as ever, and Otto slid into bed with you. He’d taken off his shoes and coat already, just his actuators and his jumpsuit still on. Otto’s goggles were off, a treat you only got at night. You never commented on the thin vines of scars that ran through the bags of his eyes, the veins that always remained bloodshot unevenly. The explosion had taken so much that he’d never get back. The least you could do would cherish what it was that remained.

Your hands moved to his cheeks, pulling Otto closer into your body, kissing each inch of his skin that you could manage. Lips, cheeks, nose, forehead, jaw, seeing him in front of you was surreal.

“You’re back.”

“For tonight,” he replied, that sly resonance that had replaced his nervous one so new and so familiar at the same time. Your hand moved to his shoulders, looking over his face for just the moment, looking for cuts. “You won’t be finding anything unexpected.” you couldn’t help the giggles that started to fall, ecstatic to see him home in bed with you.

“Otto, how long will you…”

“Just tonight, my dear. I won’t risk you like that.” Knowing it would only be for the night certainly saddened you, but having him in your arms would be worth it.

“Just for tonight.” An actuator moved to brush against your cheek, a softness from metal that you didn’t always receive. But the smile on your lips must have been infectious, as Otto’s actuator turned ur head to press a kiss to your lips. It was just as unskilled as ever, but it was yours and his to share. Your hands trailed over his body, one ending just at the buttons at his crotch, the other on his side, and you tugged Otto closer. There wasn't much space to lose, but until you were touching every part of him, you weren’t certain he’d stay.

“But it is for the full night,” Otto then clarified, feeling your desperation. “You’re mine, for the entire night.” Heat bloomed in your face, and you nodded. One of his hands moved to your jaw, short fingers tilting your head up, exposing your neck. “Mine. Am I clear, toy?”

“Perfectly.” Silence and inaction waited for your realization. “Doctor.”

“That’s a good toy,” Otto half purred, tone slinking back into the oil he’d grown accustomed to. Suddenly, Otto’s actuators took your wrists, pinning them above your head as he rolled himself over you. You were caught with your hands well above your head and your legs naturally wrapped around his hips. The actuators created a pseudo-dome, only you and Otto in these moments. “Even though you did fail me.” Otto’s hands, always busy, moved down to your sleep pants, sliding down everything from your bottom half.

“What? How?” You squirmed under him, trying to realize just what you had messed up on.

“Toys don’t use toys.” You saw the dildo from earlier that night, silently taken from its storage. “Was it worth it to not get my permission?” Otto’s lips curved into a smirk, and before you responded, the toy was thrust in you without any preparation. Your shout was loud, and Otto’s hand clasped over your mouth. "No, none of that thinking you want to do. Just accept the pleasure you're being given." You lightly bit his hand, just a small, playful nip. His hand shifted, his thumb moving to rest on your tongue, opening your mouth up. His actuator slowly pulled the toy out, and Otto slicked the dildo up with more lube. The slide in this time was easier, and instead of a shout of pain, you let out a long moan.

"That's better, isn't it?"

"Please, Otto… I’m sorry, I broke the rules." You felt a claw move to your thigh, pulling your leg to press against your chest, changing the angle of the toy going in you. "Let me make it up."

"What would you do to receive my forgiveness?"

"Anything. Let me be better, tell me how."

The dildo pulled out of you, and was placed in Otto's hand. You watched as that very actuation returned to your pussy, the sharp claws simply sitting against your entrance. His blood shot eyes slipped from your entrance to your eyes.

"Anything?" You nodded jerkily.

"Anything." It came out as a squeak, excited and nervous for what he may ask from you. His little laugh fell from his lips at that, and the actuator at your pussy moved to your knees, pulling your legs up and to his shoulders.

“You’ll earn forgiveness a different way.” Otto’s hand moved to open his jumpsuit, just to pull himself out of his jumpsuit. Your eyes looked down at his thick cock, already excited to have him in you again.

"Please, Otto…" he guided his dick up and down hour slit, catering wetness; every time that hed reach uour clit would be a reason to grind for just a moment.

"Patience. I'm making sure this hole is nice and ready." Otto let his dick fall from his hand, just to lightly slap that very spot the wave of pain was almost too much.

Your thighs tensed, and a arranged. Painful noise fell from your lips.

"O…tto…." Your high pitched noise made his cock jump against you, and he took the opportunity to push his hips forward, finally sinking into you. You relished the stretch, not knowing when the next time would be.

His face turned to kiss your calf, and you knew he needed that moment to process how he felt inside you. His face was bare pleasure, sliding into you just as he loved to.

One of his claws settled against your clit, and what you thought was thrumming of the electronic ramped up to vibrating, sharp pleasure flooding your veins.

Your head fell back onto the pillow, a throaty moan matching Ottos. His hips started to move, sliding his dick in and out of you.

It was over too soon, his orgasm chasing yours quickly. His cum deep inside you, his length sliding in and out in final thrusts.

The actuator slipped from between your legs, finally allowing you a respite from the vibrations.

Otto settled into the bed next to you, his fleshy hand moving to take yours.

Your lips pressed against Otto’s shoulder, breathing in the scent of sweat and sex that clung to his jumpsuit.

“Are you staying the night?”

“No. Not tonight; it would be too dangerous for you.” He was right, but it was hard to hear that truth from him. You wanted to be held by him, to hold him, wake up and kiss him in the middle of the night. You kissed his shoulder again, the fabric caught against your lips. “If law enforcement shows up, do not tell them I was here.”

“I never would.” You moved to hover over him, Otto’s hands moving to your waist, rubbing his thumbs over your bare skin. Lips finally pressing together, you lowered yourself down to rest on his chest. Otto looked at you with that fondness you only rarely received now; he would heal in time, but he still was too nervous to show his heart. “Will you stay until I fall asleep?”

“Yes, my dear.” He kissed your forehead, and shifted you to rest on the bed, the actuators arranging the blankets around you. “Until you’re asleep.”

#nsft #x reader #doc ock #tssm doc ock #lemon #.w

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fanwritersposts · 2 years

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Ok, so I was thinking tssm doc ock with a partner who is kinda hesitant about getting into a relationship with him because they had been cheated on in the past?

Okay and this is my very first request I have made so please be kind.

TSSM Doc Ock x Fem!reader

Before the Accident

You've been Otto Octavius' partner for a long time, you would always defend him from Norman Osborn and others who would dare to hurt him. The day before the accident, you were alone at your lab because that night was when two years ago your horrible ex had cheated on you, so you were in deep sadness with tears in your eyes. You cried alone until you heard footsteps, so you turned around and you saw Otto walking towards you and said "Y/N are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, Otto," you said to him. Otto looked at you and said "Do you wanna talk about it?" you then replied "No… I don't want to talk about it.". After that Otto decided to walk you home, you did feel better when you were holding his hand, and you even saw his face blushing. Otto Octavius was a kind, smart man and you loved him because of that. As you arrived at your home, you let go of his hand as you walked towards your home. Otto was about to leave, till you couldn't help yourself but said "Otto,Wait!" Otto then turned around and said "What is it?". You froze as you realized what you were about to do, you couldn't tell him your feelings so you just said"Umm… Goodnight, Otto." you said to him as you entered your house. You were in bed, thinking if you should give yourself a chance in love, after what happened last year with your ex, no way, never in your life… you hope.

After the accident

You haven't heard from Otto since the accident, till one night you heard a knock on the window, so you got up from your bed you've gotten closer to the window and then opened it up and you couldn't believe your eyes, you saw none other then you partner, Otto Octavius "Doc Ock?" You said to him as your heart was beating even faster as you looked at him as one of his arms grabbed your waist "No, my dear Y/N, you can still call me Otto" Otto said to you. You looked at him in shock because his personality is different and you begin to fall for him even more. "Y/N, I've known you for two years and I always wanted to say this… I'm in love with you, I've always had, and I know you love me too." Otto said to you as he grabbed your hand. Your face blushed as you know he is right, but you turned away and said "I'm sorry Otto… No ''. Otto was in disbelief and said "And why not?" "I just can't Otto okay '' you said to him. Otto was then getting irritated and he said "You can't… Y/N you were the only person to care for me, I know you love me like how I love you and now you can't be with me why?". You looked down, then you looked at him said "I'm scared, okay, there I'm scared!" Otto froze, then he talked to you like how he used to before the accident "Scared of what dear?". You looked at him as tears formed in your eyes and then you said "Remember the day before the accident?" He nodded his head yes, allowing you to continue "Well, two years on that day, my ex broke my heart when he cheated on me… I thought he was the one for me, but I was wrong… but when I first met you… I thought we could be good friends, but… as time went by… I fell in love with you… but… I was scared that I would make the same mistake again." You begin to cry softly until you feel Otto's hand on your cheek. You looked up at him, and he said to you "Y/N, I'm not like your ex… you know why?" You look at him as he continues "It's because I always loved, I always cared for you and you will always be the one thing I love the most." Said Otto as his four mechanical arms surround you. You looked at him in silence until you wrapped your arms around him and kissed him in his lips. Otto froze as you kissed him, but he kissed you back. You and Otto stopped kissing then you two looked at each other while you two were blushing. "I love you Otto Octavius" you whispered to him "I love you too, Y/N". You two smiled at each other while you began to think that maybe love deserves another chance, so you and Doc Ock began a relationship that very night.

#doc ock #otto octavius #tssm doc ock #Otto Octavius x reader #doc ock x reader

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optimisticrunawaygalaxy · 2 years

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For No Reason What So Ever

Does anyone have any recomendations on TSSM!Otto x reader (non smut) fics?!

I-

Asking for a friend ofcofc

#fuck you sticks for awakening that in me eeee e e e e e e e #tssm doc ock #tssm otto octavius #the spectacular spider man #spectacular spiderman #spectacular spiderman otto #Idk how else to sppsps people to this post #I have every single non smut tssm otto x reader pulled up in my browser RIGHT NOW (ao3)#pleasee someone give me something i am starving

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ybkayley · 2 years

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A Soft Song

Hello all! This is my very first post that isn’t a little update post, I have no idea what I’m doing, so please bear with me!

Thank you to the lovely @dainty-fingertips for responding to my ask with a lovely fill, and in tribute, I wrote a little something-something in return! Go read their work, they are amazing and I love them.

TSSM!Otto Octavius/Doc Ock x Fem!Reader

Mild angst, song fic, reader POV, only mentioned Otto/Dr. Octopus

Part 1 : https://at.tumblr.com/dainty-fingertips/oh-my-god-someone-who-writes-about-my-current/entts18yjegt

You know what’s worse than being fired from a place like Oscorp?

Having had to work at Oscorp.

Norman Osborn both was, and is, a bastard, and he always seemed to relish in making his employees squirm. Especially those smarter than him. Yes, he’s CEO, yes he’s the owner of the company, bah. He’s not even a doctor, and the bastard acts as if every employee is worthless compared to him.

She rolled her shoulders lightly, and cracked her neck. It was never good to think about Osborn, it agitated her too much. What the man did to her and her partner…

Oh, Otto…

She sighed, and ran a hand down her face. That man was too soft, too sweet, to be working for a monster like Osborn. He was going to ruin the poor doctor…

And now… She can’t be there to shield him from the worst of it…

Several Months Ago…

“Dr. (L/N)... A pleasure to see you, as always.” Norman smirked at her, hands folded behind his back as he approached her.

She gave him a sarcastic smile back. “Mr. Osborn, how kind of you to grace us with your presence this evening.” She drawled, her fingers not stopping on her keyboard.

If he heard the sarcasm, he didn’t react to it. “How are things going down here, hm?”

“They’re going.” She turned her attention back to the monitors, “The actuators needed a little fine tuning this morning, the VI was giving a bit of… Trouble…” She frowned a bit. “But it was summarily handled. Nothing to worry about.”

“I thought it was AI, Doctor.” He leaned on the desk next to her, his arms now folded over his chest.

She held in a sigh. “AI is artificial intelligence, even with my genius, no one has managed to crack it. VI is virtual intelligence, that’s what everyone thinks AI is. Think of it as… A working brain, versus a dialogue tree.” She looked at the man, a bland look on her face. “One thinks for itself, the other follows coded instructions.”

He smirked at her. “Delightful.” He didn’t care, not a bit. “I have some rather… Unfortunate news, I’m afraid.”

She didn’t pause her typing. “And that is?” Her hours were probably going to get cut again, damn it all, how was she going to–

“I’m afraid we’re going to have to… Let you go. From Oscorp.”

Her fingers stopped moving. What?

“What?”

“Yes, we’ve decided that since your research notes with Dr. Octavius are, indeed, thorough enough to replicate the VI, should anything happen, well…” He shrugged, nonchalant. “Your assistance is no longer required.”

“... If you fire me, I’m taking my research with me, Osborn.”

“It’s copyrighted to Oscorp Industries, you’ll take nothing, my dear.” He smirked, and tapped a finger under her chin. “But cheer up! You’ve led us into wonderful territory, dear, your research–”

She slapped his hand away. “Exactly. My research, not Oscorp’s. I will fight tooth and nail to obtain my research notes, I will take you to court so fast–!”

“Unlikely, dear.” He wasn’t as amused now. “Your contract states implicitly that any research you do on company grounds immediately…” His smirk came back, darker. “Belongs to me.”

“... You son of a bitch.”

“Ah ah, watch that mouth, sweetheart.” He tapped a finger on her lips. “Don’t want to get in trouble, hmm?”

She slapped his hand again. “Stop touching me! And don’t call me those stupid pet names! I’m not your wife, and I’m not your bitch!” She pointed a finger at him. “This isn’t over, Osborn. Not by a long shot. I swear, upon my doctorate, you will pay for this.”

He gave her a false pitying look. “Then… We’ll have to fix that, won’t we?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

He snapped his fingers, and his security appeared. “Escort this woman off the property. She is no longer employed here at Oscorp.”

She gave the man a dark glare. “You’ll regret this, Osborn.”

He smirked and winked at her. “Swear on your doctorate?”

She didn’t respond, her lip curling in disgust.

“Take her away.”

“M-Mr. Osborn?”

Norman and (Y/N) both turned to look at who entered. Dr. Octavius stood in the doorway, a confused look on his normally anxious face. “Ah, Dr. Octavius!” Norman greeted with a smile. “Forgive us, we were discussing some… Business.”

“B-Business? W-Well, should I-I–?”

“Don’t worry, Doctor, we were just about to leave… Come along, now, dear.” Norma curled his fingers at her, and the guards grabbed her arms, causing her to snarl at them. “Play nicely now, hmm?”

“M-Mr. Osborn! W-What a-are you–?!” Otto moved to object, but Norman held up a hand. “S-Sir?”

“I’m afraid Dr. (L/N)...” He chuckled. “Miss (L/N)... Is no longer employed at this company, Dr. Octavius. She was just leaving.”

She snarled at the man, her teeth bared, her face angry.

Otto had… Never seen her like this before… “M-Mr. Osborn, please–”

“Go ahead and get to work, Doctor. We’ll have her escorted out immediately.”

“O-Oh… Um… G-Goodbye, then… D-Dr. (L/N)....” Was all he could think to say. He didn’t want this to happen… His partner, his…. His friend… H-His… “I-I… Um…”

She sighed, the anger seeming to leave her body with a breath. “... Goodbye, Otto…” She said softly, and then gave him a weak smile. “Save me a dance…?”

He gulped and nodded his head, even as he flushed. “I-I… Y-Yes…”

And she was led away.

“Not to worry, Doctor.” Norman attempted to comfort the visibly upset man. “Now you have no more distractions, hm?” He wasn’t trying too hard. “No more of her horrendous music playing, no more her dragging you into that… Ridiculous dancing routine… Now just you and our… Experiments.” He gave the shorter man a squeeze on his shoulder. “... Now. I won’t bother you further. Back to work, Dr. Octopus!” And he was gone as well, following his guards with a light chuckle.

Present Day…

Dr… Well… Miss (L/N) sighed as she stood at the bus stop, hands in her jacket pockets and a backpack over one shoulder.

If Norman Osborn could do one thing, the man could follow through with a threat.

She attempted to get her research notes in a lawsuit against Oscorp, because she can follow through with a threat of her own, but after a harsh slap of reality in trying to take a high power company to court… Well… Norman followed through.

Her doctorate was taken from her. Norman stripped her of everything. Her work experience, her past jobs denounced her… She had nothing left. She was surprised her credit score hadn’t suffered. (It had, but due to a chain reaction, not Norman’s filthy hands directly).

So… With her car repossessed, her landlord breathing down her neck, and no laboratory wanting to hire her… She works at a coffee shop. While not unheard of at her age, with her current level of education… “Work is work.” (Y/N) sighed to herself. “I can’t begrudge work…”

It’s cold here in the city

It always seems that way

She had gotten mugged last week, her favorite jacket (which now had blood stains from both her mouth and her attacker's nose) was now either sold or being worn by some asshat in New York. Thick clouds hung in the sky, soft rumbles and grumbles indicating bad weather ahead.

And I’ve been thinking about you

Almost every day

She wondered how he was doing… Doctor Octopus… She couldn’t help a soft snort. (Y/N) couldn’t believe he decided to keep that moniker, he used to hate it when Osborn would call him that. Whatever happened to him that night… Whatever Osborn did to him… Otto had reclaimed that name. Made it his own. Took back every bit of power Osborn had taken from him.

… She wondered if he played music in his new lab… He had to have a new lab, right? Did he play music in it? Did his taste change?

… She wondered if he had a new assistant to spin around like they used to.

Thinking about the good times

Boom

Thinking about the rain

“Why do these things happen to me?” She grumbled to herself, her hair being flattened to her skull as rain pelts down upon her, falling into her face and covering her eyes. She quickly pushed her hair back, forcing it to smooth back on top of her head. She didn’t have an umbrella, she didn’t think she’d need one. Damn weather forecasters and their damn lies…

Thinking about how bad it feels

To be alone again

As she was soaked in the rain, she allowed her mind to drift. Usually, they drifted to her old calculations, formulas that ran back and forth through her mind. But this time… She dimly remembered the music that played in the lab. Otto’s ‘soft rock mix’ played in her mind’s ear, causing her to smile slightly. She missed those days. Just her and Otto, the music the only thing between them, soft laughter and sweet conversation…

I’m sorry things ain’t what

They used to be

His music taste must have changed, everything else about him did. Maybe he hired himself a new assistant, too. Did he lead when they danced? She used to lead, leading was never her forte. At least when it came to dancing. She didn’t mind it, though. So long as it was with Otto… She would dance with him forever…

I’m sorry for all the lies

I told you

She flushed, a memory coming to her. Oh, it was a little over a year ago now, one of their little… Impromptu dance sessions. He initiated it, this time. The song had ended in a flourish, and in a bold move, he dipped her, his hand cradling her back, the other holding hers. Their eyes locked, so close to each other. In her mind’s eye, she leaned upward, her lips meeting his, her eyes closing as she finally, finally, learned how his lips felt on hers.

I’m sorry for all the things

I didn’t say

She should have told him. If she had just fucking told him how she felt, he probably would’ve hired her as his assistant… His new, evil assistant as he takes over New York, maybe the world… Would she have taken it…? Being a villainess… Even as an assistant, would she be considered one? She’s overthinking again, isn’t she?

I’m sorry if I took

Some things for granted

(Y/N) had definitely taken the easy contact with Otto for granted. She should have gotten his phone number, she could’ve been texting him. Who knows, maybe a kind word, or a friend on the outside would’ve made things… Different. Would he still be Doctor Octopus? (She still had to snort lightly at that, he hated that nickname so muuuuch). Or would he still be her Otto?

But more than anything else

She straightened as footsteps approached from her side, not wanting to look meek, or distracted. (She may hate herself for saying it, but that’s how she ended up getting mugged in the first place)

I’m sorry for myself

She smoothed back her hair again, and wiped her face, the rain pouring harder and faster.

For living without you

An umbrella came over her head suddenly.

She closed her eyes and sighed. “How much?” She asked blandly.

“Excuse me?” The stranger asked, a male voice sounding bemused.

“Look, I only have five bucks on me, man, and I ain’t giving you any extras.” She pulled a $5 note from her pocket.

“You think I want your money?”

“Acts of kindness aren’t free, man, I know that.” She turned to frown at the man, only to startle, her eyes widening. “Dr. Toomes?”

Adrian Toomes gave her an amused smile, his eyebrow arched. “Dr. (L/N), a pleasure as always.”

“The pleasure is mine, I’m sure.” He may have been Otto’s friend, but they two always got along well enough. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you…” She looked him up and down. “At least without the gear.”

He chuckled softly. “Yes, well, the new upgrades don’t like water all that much.” He did the same, looked her up and down. “Seems as though you do though, hm?”

She rolled her eyes, “Ha ha.” She couldn’t help a smile anyway. “Can’t exactly afford an umbrella nowadays.”

“Oh? What’s going on, Doctor?”

She sighed. “That. I’m not…” She hated talking about this. “I’m not…. A doctor… Anymore.”

His brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“... Osborn had my doctorate rescinded.” She growled, feeling her hackles rise. “The bastard fired me, ruined my livelihood, and, with a glowing exit survey, made getting a new job nigh impossible…”

“You poor thing.” He cooed. “Norman Osborn has been nothing but a nuisance for decades now.”

“Yeah, well…” She rolled her shoulders. “Promised myself if I ever find him in the streets, his ass is grass… Forgive my language, Doctor.”

“Oh, no, it’s completely understandable, dear. The man’s a prick.”

She snorted, her hand lifting to cover her face. “I concur.”

“So… Am I to be assuming you’re looking for work, then?” He asked, his brow lifting again, a little smirk on his lips.

She snorted lightly. “I mean… I have a job, Dr. Toomes. I work…” She sighed, and rubbed her face. “I’m a barista now.”

He snorted as well, far more condescendingly. “A barista? Dr. (L/N), how demeaning of you.”

“Like I said, Dr. Toomes.” She snapped a bit. “... I’m not… A doctor… anymore…”

“... Oh, yes, that’s right.” He offered her the umbrella handle. “Hold this for me for a moment, would you?”

She blinked, her brow still furrowed, irritation still prickling her skin… But she still took the handle. “Doctor?”

“One moment.” He reached into his inner coat pocket, and pulled out a folded document. “This is for you. A show of good faith from… My employer, I suppose.”

She blinked, and accepted it, handing him back the umbrella. She unfolded it, and read the text upon it.

And nearly dropped it in the puddle beneath her.

“Is… Is this…?”

“Yes, it is.” He nodded his head. “Doctor… (L/N).”

Her doctorate. There was indeed a ‘void’ stamped onto it, but another stamp and a few signatures overrode it. It was… It was reinstated…

“I can obtain a clean copy for you, if you wish. However, we had thought you would appreciate the amended one first.”

“... Dr. Toomes… H-How…” She lifted her head, and unshed tears were shining in her eyes. “How did you…?”

He chuckled. “Not I, my dear.” He pulled a card from his pocket as the bus finally approached. “Come to this address tomorrow night, 7 o’clock. My employer wishes to meet you.”

She took the card with a shaky hand. “R-Right…”

He gently nudged her into the bus. “See you soon, doctor.”

The doors of the bus shut behind her before she could respond.

#tssm!otto #otto octavius x reader #Response fic #mild angst #songfic #adrian toomes #norman osborn #tssm fic #help with tags #idk what i'm doing

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vvaspoppie · 9 months

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Otto Octavius: Instinctive

→ Summary: After an incident, Otto finds out that Y/N is a mutant. → Author’s Note: Idk what this is probably the result of my Doc Ock obsession and watching some of the X-Men + Wolverine movies. Not evil Otto for this one. Pretend Norman allows them lunch breaks. →⚠ Warnings ⚠: Insecurities(?) → Fandom: Spectacular Spider-Man → Genre: Oneshot → Word Count: 1.2k → Pronouns: They/Them

You had no idea what Otto would think if he found out. You had been working at OsCorp for a good few years and in that time you’d come to consider him a friend. He seemed nice, but then again most people did when they didn’t know you were a mutant. It’s why you choose to keep it completely under wraps. The only people that knew were in your family.

You worked in the genetics department. It seemed cliché, the person with a genetic mutation studying genetics, but that’s just how life works sometimes. You don’t remember how you met, and you didn’t really need to. You both took lunch at the same time and had been doing so since your first month at the company.

It was lunch right then, not that you would have known that. You were too engrossed to notice the passage of time or your colleagues leaving the room or even Otto hesitantly approaching your hunched-over form. He softly called out to you but to your unprepared mind, it registered as a threat. On instinct, you disappeared. At least that’s what it must have looked like to Otto. You looked down at your arms and saw nothing. You saw the shock spread across his face as you silently stared. He turned around the room in search of you, mouth slightly agape. It was a better reaction than your last boyfriend.

You’d turned semi-invisible in your sleep (meaning only your clothes were visible) and when he saw you he thought there was a ghost in your apartment. (Which was somehow more acceptable to him than the real reason).

He softly whispered your name, which was when you reappeared. He jumped back in shock. “H-how did you do that?” He kept his voice low, likely not wanting to attract any attention from the people walking the halls outside.

Oh God, it was happening. You couldn’t tell if the look on his face was the ‘what-the-hell-did-you-do’ kind of shock or the ‘what-the-hell-are-you’ kind of shock. It was usually the second kind, but you didn’t believe Otto was like that. Didn’t want to believe he was like that.

Your heart was beating a mile a minute and your ears were burning hot as coal. This was it. You took in a deep breath and decided it would be quicker and easier to rip the bandaid off immediately. “I’m a mutant.” Then there was silence. His face reminded you of someone who had just figured out a complicated math equation, just more excited.

It seemed as if the words went directly from brain to mouth. “Do you know how it works?” The realisation seemed to hit him quickly as he fumbled a bit with his next words. “Of course you know how they work,” he mumbled it like an apology, “D-do you know how it works on a cellular level, I mean.” With each passing word his voice became softer. You simply stared at him. You knew he was a scientist but his attitude still surprised you. Not afraid of the unfamiliar and instead interested - captivated by it - even. “No,” that was the word that opened the floodgates, “but I am doing independent study using my own blood. Oh, I also did my thesis on the genetic differences in human and mutant DNA.”

A small smile made its way onto his face. The air of the room was far less tense than a few moments before. “I suppose that’s why you never mentioned your thesis before.” Your face fell somewhat. “I can talk about it more if you want, just - don’t tell anyone else. Please.” It bruised your ego a bit to be pleading with someone like you're a school child asking someone not to tell anyone about your crush, but what else could you do.

“Yes, of course,” he cleared his throat, though it sounded more than a little forced, “should we get to lunch now?”

You whipped your head in the direction of the clock on the wall. Your lunch break started a whole five minutes ago.

“Sure, sure. My bad.”

↔

At most lunches, you were both too drained to speak about much, preferring to enjoy each other's company in silence. Otto was more talkative than before for obvious reasons.

“You could commit crimes very easily with your abilities,” he spoke softly.

“I suppose so,” you didn’t quite enjoy what he was implying, but you didn’t want to assume deeper meaning where there might not have been.

“Have you?” Once again, brain directly to mouth. “Thought of it I mean- I know you’d never do something like that.”

“A few times,” it was tempting, even the best people’s minds would wander if they had your abilities, “I never acted on it. I doubt OsCorp would hire someone with a criminal record.” Nark sons of-

“Of course they wouldn’t, it would be horrible for publicity.” He cleared his throat and gulped down his water.

“Sure.” The conversation ended there and left a one-sided awkward air between the two of you. You wondered if it was a felony or a misdemeanour that caused the sudden uptick in his nerves.

↔

It was the end of the workday and the lunchtime incident was almost completely absent from your mind. You packed your lab equipment away and wiped down almost every surface that you could. You weren’t sure if Otto was still in the building, but knowing him you ventured to guess he was. When you reached his lab, you could clearly hear what sounded almost like an argument. Almost because it was just someone else berating him. You knocked on the door and called out his name. The room went quiet and not a minute later Mr Osborn stormed out of the room. He shot you an irritated glance, but said nothing.

You hesitantly poked your head into the doorway. The lab was clean and Otto looked to be unharmed. (physically at least)

“Are you in trouble?” You asked, stepping into the room.

“No, no trouble. Mr Osborn is just … like that.” He was trying to keep the mask up, but it was plainly obvious that he was upset. Maybe now wasn’t the best moment to ask, but then again- “Do you want to go get dinner with me? I could pay if you want.”

“Yes.” His answer was quick, but his backtracking was just as fast. “I-I would love to…” He trailed off.

“But?”

“But I have more work still to do.” He sounded as disappointed as you felt.

“I thought they weren’t allowing overtime for this month?” HR did a crappy job of explaining why, but you got the basic idea down.

You could practically hear the way his heartbeat spiked by the look on his face. “It’s a special occasion.” You decided it was best not to question the way higher-ups thought.

“Do you know when you’ll be free?” This conversation was a verbal trainwreck.

“I believe I’ll be available next Thursday.” He had that awkward smile on his face again, it looked almost like the one he had when a hypothesis was proven wrong.

“That works.” The little confidence you had when you first walked into the room was nowhere to be found at this point in the conversation. He extended his hand, and you shook it. “It’s a date.”

He had to have been the most awkward yet cute person you’d ever known. And you had a date with him next Thursday.

Tagging: @sargensliza

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crabonfire · 10 months

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Can we please get a TSSM Otto X Reader where both are extremely touch starved and Otto has no idea how to react at first because reader just wants to touch him any way possible like hand holding, cuddling, hugs, knee touching, all kinds of physical affection😂 In the end of course he is gonna love it💚

TSSM Otto x Touch starved reader!

AWWWJAHHAHA this is cute! I'm pretty touch starved myself so I can relate :)

character: tssm pre octofication! otto octavius

note: this one's silly, a little cute, maybe even a little goofy

warning: none :)!

♡Otto Octavius♡

• Honestly, I like to think he's also pretty touch starved. He never got much luck in love as a teen and throughout his life, he felt jealous when he'd see people hugging or kissing. He wished that was him.

So when you two start to date and he realizes how much you hug, kiss, cling on to him...he feels a bit honored.

• First of all, happy. Of course. Second of all, he's nervous as hell! Nobodies ever shown this much love to him at all.

• One of the first times you show him this affection is during some of your very first dates.

"Otto! It's nice to see you again."

"Ah, yes. I-its nice to see-"

He stops himself when he feels you hug him tightly. He feels like he's gonna burst. That was so sudden!

• You'd always hold his hand, or lock your arm with his, and when you do he'd always have such a shy expression on his face. Anytime people walk by they'd comment on how much of a cute couple you are, even before you guys made it official.

• His favorite thing that you'd do tho is when it's late and he finally comes home after hours and hours of work. He sees you asleep, and if he ever accidentally wakes you up, you'd simply smile at him and kiss him, pulling him in and holding him, going back to sleep like nothing happened.

He finds it the cutest thing to wake up to your arms wrapped around his chest in the morning, snoring on his shoulder with the tightest grip so that you can't let him go.

• Honestly this trait of yours has made him less shy over time, and feeling how honest you are about it he's quite honest about his own touch starved nature. He loves when you cup his cheeks or kiss him all over, or blow onto his hand while it's cold...he's become a romantic just for you 😭

• For a long time, he'll be a blushing stuttering mess with your antics, but after that, honestly, he lives for your affection. He loves how touch starved you are. It's cute.

♡♡♡

I think this is kind of boring IM SORRY IF IT WAS I just woke up after a nap and I saw a new short request I could do HAHA anyway YAYYYY otto ☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*

#tssm #tssm x reader #the spectacular spider man #tssm doc ock #tssm otto octavius #tssm otto octavius x reader #otto octavius #otto octavius x reader #doc ock #doc ock x reader #tssm headcannons

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dainty-fingertips · 1 year

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As the weather gets chillier, I can’t help but imagine Christmas with the tssm sinister six and what chaos it would entail,,, all the gifts they’d individually steal for you and the warmth of holding your guy under the blankets on the couch listening to old Christmas jazz,,, man I love old men

#tssm #tssm montana x reader #tssm doc ock x reader #tssm electro x reader #tssm vulture x reader #tssm sandman x reader #tssm rhino x reader #tssm sinister six #sinister six x reader

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lovemoone · 6 months

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༻✦; w e l c o m e ✦;༺

ɢʀᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢs! ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʏ. ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪsᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴏɴ! ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀsᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ʀᴜʟᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ. ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴀɴᴅsᴏᴍᴇʟʏ.

✧༺✦✮✦༻∞ 𓃠𓃠𓃠𓃠 ∞༺✦✮✦༻✧

All characters requested must be 18+ I will not write anything that isn’t platonic with minors, even if you yourself are a minor.

No noncon/dubcon or any other triggering material like that, please.

I do not wish to write or interact with anything along the interests of pro-shippers. I ask that this boundary be respected.

NSFW is allowed! If requesting smut, please make that clear in your message. You can add a lemon emoji if you’d like, I will find it funny.

All x readers are gender neutral and of unspecified sexuality by default unless requested otherwise. That being said, in smut works please say if afab, amab, intersex or if no specific genitals should be used for your comfort. As an afab, I usually write with afab bodies in mind.

I will write for ocs! I just need as much relevant information as possible so that I may characterize them correctly.

It should be obvious but no requests will be accepted if containing hateful or bigoted content.

I do lead quite the busy life, so if you do not wish to wait long for your request to be finished I am always open to discuss payment to boost your priority. I cannot promise when free works will be finished, but if you pay we can work out completion dates.

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I really hate the use of “y/n.” I feel like it breaks the immersion of the work, so most likely y/n will not be used.

If you would like to request anonymously for any reason, please DM me what you would like, otherwise anon is disabled in the ask box so that you get a notification when I’m finished.

I mainly write oneshots but I am open to continuing any of my works, so please don’t be afraid to ask.

I reserve the right to decline any requests I do not like or personally find uncomfortable.

❥; ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛᴀʏ↶

♡Currently writing for♡

Marvel

Doc Ock/Otto Octavius(TSSM/USM/Raimi) + Olivia Octavius

Baldur’s Gate 3

Lae’zel

Shadowheart

Astarion

Gale

Wyll

Karlach

Halsin

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mr-voorhees-husband · 2 years

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Apologies,IforgotwhatIlastaskedyou;w; Tssm Doc ock x Captive reader plez (selective mute perhaps) I'msurei'llrememberwhatIaskedlaterinthemiddleofthenight.

It was smth about Reboot Jason + a boot kink i thin? I'm not sure. But I'm afraid I no longer write for Otto, I never really got his character right, or the way I wanted it, so while he's still a 'muse' technically, I no longer really post my writing about him. So so Sorry!

#sorry carcal #im very sorry #mr. voorhees rambles

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zafirosreverie · 2 years

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That’s why we keep you (TSSM!Doc Ock x Reader)

a/n: this is short, but hope you like it

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Otto smiled to himself as he slipped away into the safety of the night, two of his robotic arms loaded with sacks of money. It had been a successful heist. Now he just needed to get to the lair before that pesky arachnid showed up.

He was about to disappear into the shadows when an alarm sounded loudly behind him and shop lights came on. It wasn't long before you ran to him, carrying two more sacks of jewels. The scientist resisted the urge to facepalm.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" he hissed

"There is no time, run!!" you said hastily, brushing past him and tugging at his shirt.

You two ran through the streets, trying to stay in the shadows as much as you could, but the patrols were closing in fast, so Otto had no choice but to pull you into an alley and pin you against the wall. You waited until the lights and sirens died down before you moved.

"What did you do?" he asked, crossing his arms with a frown.

"I...maybe I knocked over a pedestal by accident and set off the alarm" you said, smiling guiltily "but I got the jewels!"

Octopus stared at the sack you offered him for a few seconds before sighing and using one of his tentacles to grab it. If he was honest, he couldn't really be mad at you, you tried to help the sinister six whenever you could and everyone appreciated it, but sometimes you were a bit... let's just say thefts and subtlety weren't your forte.

"Y/N, I didn't even bring you with me. Weren't you supposed to help Adrian with his suit?"

"We both know he didn't need help, you just wanted to keep me home, this is so much more fun" you shrugged "Besides, you're my favorite, I like spending time with you"

You pecked his lips and smiled, taking it as a small personal victory when the cold and calculating Doctor Octopus blushed deeply. Y/N-1, Octavius-0.

"Oh, how cute. Love is in the air"

You two jumped up and looked up to find Spiderman sitting on the edge of a building. Dammit. He didn't even give you time to react before launching his webs at Otto.

This part always bothered you. It seemed that neither the arachnid nor the police had an interest in you, always putting you aside in favor of fighting whatever sinister was with you. Well, at least you had the element of surprise on your side, and here, you didn't need to be subtle.

Otto smiled as he looked over Spiderman's shoulder. The superhero seemed confused when the robotic arms stopped moving and simply grabbed the bags of money and jewelry. Octopus wasn't defending himself.

"What the-"

Spiderman didn't have time to finish his sentence before an invisible force pulled him back. He heard Doc's voice, laughing ominously from across the alley, as something tightened on his throat, cutting off his breath.

"And that's why we keep you, my dear"

The last thing he saw before everything went black was your eyes that now glowed a deep red.

#x reader #reader insert #imagine #doc ock x reader #doc ock imagine #doctor octavius #doctor octopus #doctor octopus x reader #tssm doctor octopus #tssm otto octavius #tssm doc ock #tssm doc ock x reader #sinister six x reader

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