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myveryownfanfiction · 7 months
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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI
requested by @illiana-mystery Request from @urfriendlywriter: moving to gasp for air, but the other still leans in, eyes closed, lips parted, absolutely wanting more!!! A string of saliva connecting each others lips!!!
tags: @eclecticwildflowers, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @salemwitch96, @ghostlypie
warnings: swearing
Norman and I stumbled into the mansion, hands all over ever other. My fingers dug into the slick black dress shirt he was wearing and he moaned as his hands slipped down to my butt. I followed his intent and pressed my hips into his. Norman dug his fingers into my ass appreciatively.
“upstairs?” He breathed out as we broke apart for a second. I shook my head.
“I can’t spend the night.” I broke the news to him. Norman whined in disappointment. “I have to get up super early for work tomorrow and it’s not fair to you.” Norman opened his mouth to retort but I kissed him quickly. “It’s not fair to you. I’m going to have to leave in an hour or so.” Norman frowned at me before burying his head in my shoulder. I smiled as I ran my fingers through his hair, eyes closing at the way he shuffled slightly to get closer to me.
“Couch then?” He asked, pulling back and blue eyes shining. I nodded.
“couch.” I agreed. Norman squeezed my ass again before kissing me deeply. He expertly walked me back into the library and laid me out on the couch in front of the fireplace. Norman settled over me and cupped my cheeks before he started to kiss me again. “Norman.” I moaned. I felt him gently grind his hips against mine and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“don’t do that.” Norman growled. “Make me want to keep you here all night otherwise.” I giggled as Norman ran his nose along my jawline before pressing his lips to mine again. I caught a glimpse of my watch over his shoulder before he did. I let him continue on, deepening the kiss and taking away my breath. Making a small sound of protest, I pulled away, gasping for air. Norman followed me, lips parted and eyes still closed. I licked my lips slightly, severing the strand of saliva that connected us.
“Norman.” I breathed out. “I have to go.” Norman opened his eyes and let his head fall onto my shoulder. “I wish I could stay. But…” Norman kissed me gently.
“I know.” He groaned as he climbed off me. Holding out his hand for me, Norman sighed. “One of these days we’re going to get the timing right.” I laughed as I took his hand and let him pull me off the couch.
“hopefully soon.” I teased. Norman led me to the door and gave me another kiss before opening the door. “See you tomorrow?” He nodded as he leaned against the door.
“Until tomorrow my love.” He confirmed, kissing me quickly before I broke off and rushed out to the car to head home.
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Hi 👋 I’ve got an idea for Norman Osborn where the female reader is Peter’s cousin or sister and he meets her at the Thanksgiving dinner and they get to know each other and he offers to drive her home and it ends in smut. If that is something you are into. Thank you 😊
I like this idea!!!
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Warnings: fluff and smut
Y/n was waiting for her brother to arrive for the Thanksgiving dinner
She was helping Aunt May with bringing food out
“I hope my father shows up soon” Harry Osborn says to MJ who was focused on where Peter could possibly be at
Norman entered the house that Harry and Peter were sharing and had a present for Y/n since they haven’t met yet
Harry approached his father and MJ followed along so she could meet his father
Y/n and Aunt May were finally done with putting food out and May walked over towards Norman
Norman makes eye contact with Y/n and felt intrigued by her
She blushes since she really looked up to him and is always intrigued by whatever is going on in Oscorp and cause she has a crush on him as well
“Excuse me Harry and MJ, but I’d like to talk to who I can only assume is Y/n” everyone starts to look at her
She looks away and felt like running away
Aunt May did say a special guest was coming, but never told Y/n who it actually was
Harry and MJ move to the table and sat down
May backs up as Norman approaches Y/n
Once he was close enough he introduced himself
“And I’m assuming your Peter’s sister. Y/n, right?” Norman asked her and she just shook her head
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you and how you’re a fan of my work. Didn’t know a beauty like you would like my work” he flirts which makes her face go completely red
“Oh well what can I say I get invested in very interesting subjects I suppose” she says with a low tone
“Maybe I should invite you to Oscorp one day… maybe I could get you a job there. But before we get too distracted on that conversation I bought you something” he says and then hands her the gift
She takes it and then smiles
“That’s very kind of you Mr Osborn” she says with her smile staying on her face
“Please just call me Norman honey” he says which makes her scream internally by the nickname he had just given her
“Father can you please stop flirting with Peter’s sister?” Harry asked almost in an annoyed tone
Norman looks at his son
Y/n had gone to sit down across from Harry
Aunt May tagged along and sat next to her
“I think he likes you Y/n” Aunt May whispered to her which makes Y/n look at her present
“Maybe” Y/n says as Norman was telling Harry how he should let his father be happy for him since Y/n really likes him
Norman now goes to sit next to Y/n
She looks at him and he looks at her
“Can I open this now?” She asked him and he nods his head
Y/n’s  attention was now on the present
“Where is Peter at?” May asked as Y/n continued to open the present
They all (except for Y/n and Norman) had went to check Peter’s bedroom
Once she was finished unwrapping it, there was a note on it
‘I thought this would suit you’ signed by Norman
She takes the note off and then opens the box
Inside of it was a Green Goblin mask
“What…?” She says and looks at him
She hears them coming back, so she closes the box
“He’s not here” May says which makes Norman worried about him
“I hope he’s okay” Norman says and Y/n nods her head in agreement
“Well on a different topic what did my father get you Y/n?” Harry asked which makes her bite the inside of her cheek
“I got her a necklace that she doesn’t want to put on right now since she thinks it’ll be rude to show it off” Norman says which makes Harry confused
“You wouldn’t mind if Y/n showed off her necklace right MJ?” Harry asked his girlfriend
“I wouldn’t mind at all” MJ says and Y/n didn’t know what to say
“She’ll show you later, right Y/n?” Norman asked her
Y/n nods her head as Peter enters the house finally
She looks at her brother and immediately gets up to hug him
“I was so worried about you Pete!” She says as she continues to hug her little brother
Norman had gotten up too and was standing next to Y/n
“Well I see you two have finally met” Peter says which makes Y/n look at Norman
Norman looks at her and now he was grinning
Green Goblin had taken over for a hot second since he wanted her
“Is there something I missed?” Peter asked the two of them which makes them both look back at him
“Nope!” Y/n says and then goes back to sit down
Norman sits down too
Peter had sat next to Aunt May
They had said Grace and then started to eat
Y/n was chatting with Norman until May asked Peter what happened to his wrist
That caught both of their attention especially Norman’s
Peter told Aunt May what was the cause of it
Y/n knew Peter was lying especially since she was watching the news before everyone arrived
“I have to go…” she says and then stood up
“Same. I got a lot of work to do” Norman says as he stands up
“Oh okay” May says as Y/n goes to the elevator
Norman followed along
Whilst they were going down the elevator, Norman looks at her
“What do I do? My bother is Spiderman” she asked him and then looks at him
“Show him who’s the better sibling. He has powers while your over here powerless” Green Goblin had gotten into the light now
“Haven’t you ever been jealous of him?” Goblin asked her and she nods her head
“Well now’s the time to get your revenge” Goblin continues once the elevator doors open
Y/n never wanted to hurt her brother, but she was really considering it for the man she likes
“Will you give me time to think about it?” He smiles and nods his head as they stepped out of the elevator
Once they we’re out of the elevator Norman had come back to the light and asked her if she needed a ride home
“I do actually” he smiles and now they were both walking out of the house
His ride was waiting for him at the front of the house
Once he was in front of the limo, he opens the door for her
“Thanks Norman” she says as she enters the car
 She sat down and once Norman was in he closed the door and then sat next to her
Y/n was looking at him and now his hand was on her thigh
His hand tightened on her thigh which makes her feel wet
“Fuck me” she muttered but of course Norman heard her
“I’ll fuck you hard Y/n” he says and then moves the box from her lap and then kisses her roughly on the lips
A moan escapes her mouth and he quickly pulls apart afterwards
“But you’ll have to wait until we get to your house” Norman says and then she tells the driver where she lives
Once they’ve arrived to her house, Norman had opened the door for her after he had gotten out first
“Thank you sir” she says which makes him smirk
She gets out of the limo and Norman wasted no time to let her get fully out since he had picked her up bridal style and his lips were on hers
The limo almost went off once the driver had noticed she had left her box in there
He rolls down his window and turns to face her not knowing their was a make out session going on with her and Norman
The driver quickly looks away because he didn’t want to upset Norman
“Um ma’am you left your box in here” The driver starts which makes her and Norman pull  apart 
“Oh oops” she says as Norman puts her back down and she opens the door to get it
luckily it wasn’t too far from the door, so she reaches to get it
once the box was back in her hands she shuts the door and then looks back at Norman
“Sorry” she says which makes him smile and say ‘no need to apologize sweetheart.’
She goes to her door and he follows along 
She gets her keys from her pocket and then unlocked the door
Once she was inside, she gets picked up again by Norman
He places the box down on the tiled floor and now he was more focused on her
“Where’s your room at?” he asked her and she said to the right 
there was a hallway that lead to her room which is where Norman took her right away
Once they were in her room, she was placed down onto her bed and he starts to strip
She starts stripping as well 
This didn’t feel real to her since she’s dreamt about this day ever since she started to hear about him
Once she was naked, she starts touching herself which makes him stare at her once he was fully naked
Her head rolls back and her eyes were at the back of her head already
“Norman” She moans out and he couldn’t take it anymore
“Stop” he orders which makes her stop and take her finger out of her pussy
“Let daddy take care of you honey” he says which makes her smile
He gets onto the bed and then comes onto her
Their lips connect and his cock goes in her whilst they kiss 
Her lips left his lips once his cock was inside of her
“Fuck” she moans and he grins as he starts to thrust 
Y/n’s hands go onto his back and his hands go onto the sheets
Goblin had came into the light now which makes him start going faster and hitting her sensitive spots
Her head rolls back and she continues to moan and she also felt like she was on a  different planet now
“Such a good girl for daddy” Goblin says which makes her smirk for a second 
“Only for you sir” she says and then moans which makes him smirk
“You’ll look so hot in the suit. We’ll be matching and both taking on Spiderman’ Goblin says and she felt her walls clenching around his cock already
“You’ll be my partner in crime quite literally” he says as she came all over his cock now
Goblin grins and continues to thrust into her pussy which makes the cum go out of her and onto the bed
“Goblin” she moans which makes him continue to grin 
“Louder” he orders and then she says his name louder
“Good girl” he praises and then kisses her on the lips as he continues to fuck her 
He felt his orgasm coming now which makes him moan her name
He came now filling her up and also letting Norman in the light
He pulls out and then lays down next to her 
they were both sweating and just a mess because of the cum being everywhere
They just started to lay there in silence which neither of them minded at all
“Wait... that would mean I’d have to kill my brother...” she says breaking the silence
“Yep! Also think about it, he gets all the attention while you are sat here without any powers  and any fame. This will give you that” he says which makes her smile
“I’ll do it. We’ll kill him, but let me be the one to do it since he’s my brother I’ll be able to manipulate him better since I know him better” He smirks and then faces his body towards her
She faces her body towards him and she kisses him on the lips
He returns the kiss with a smile now on his face
Once they pulled apart he realizes how much he really likes her 
And if Peter kills her... Well let’s just say things won’t end well for Peter
note: Sorry this took so long to post! I hope you enjoy it!
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fqjth · 2 years
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pairing ➵ norman osborn x reader
summary ➵ a slip of the tongue, regret and guilt. y/n’s actions have consequences, one that she may not be able to remedy this time.
warnings ➵ swearing, that’s about it
words ➵ 1748
other parts ➵ part one, part eight
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She stood with her head craning upwards, eyes shut as the hot water washed over her. It was a much-need release, the stinging heat almost comforting. Hot steam engulfed her senses, fogging her mind as well as the bathroom. She ran her hands over her forehead and through her hair, pushing the water off her face and down her back.
She had no idea how long she had been in the shower, maybe twenty minutes, maybe longer. Her fingers had started to wrinkle, skin burning from the hot temperature. It didn’t bother her though, as it felt nice compared to the guilt that was plaguing her.
Regret, guilt, the two emotions twisted inside her, making her feel nauseous. She wished she had reacted differently, wished she had taken a moment to clear her head before acting without thinking. It was her most fatal flaw, her inability to think before acting, as it did nothing but hurt the people around her.
His lips connected with her neck, a soft sigh leaving her lips as his hands roamed her body. He was gentle with her, something she didn’t expect from him. After years of hearing his stories of one-night stands, and girlfriends he had spent countless nights with, she would’ve never guessed Harry would be so tender with his touches. 
The dress she had been wearing was now bundled up by her waist, her underwear on full display as Harry’s body pressed against hers. She gasped as his hardened cock rubbed against her core through her panties. 
Harry dipped his head into the crook of her neck, sighing as he closed his eyes, embarrassed. “Sorry” he huffed, almost laughing as he spoke. 
Y/N placed her hands on either side of his face, forcing him to look at her. She pulled him closer, their lips meeting in a rough and sloppy kiss. It was a way for her to shut him up, she didn’t want to think of anything else right now, nothing but the feeling of his skin against hers. Harry kissed her back, as he had done before, believing the kiss was an indication that he had nothing to be sorry for. 
Did this make her a bad person? The thought crept into her mind in a flash of red-hot guilt. Maybe it did. No, she knew it did. Using Harry, her best friend, the person who had been there for her when no one else was, the person who forgave her after she did something unforgivable, the son of the man she craved, the man she had fallen in love with, it made her sick that she was doing this. Yet, she didn’t stop. 
She squeezed her eyes shut even more in an attempt to block out these thoughts, her face scrunched up in an unattractive way. But Harry didn’t notice, too busy, too distracted by the feeling of his lips against hers. 
His lips found their way back to her neck, leaving soft kisses across her skin. Y/N focused on this feeling, blocking out the guilt that had settled safely into the pit of her stomach. 
She let herself get lost in the moment, the sensation that was building up inside her. This feels good, she told herself, I can enjoy this. A soft sigh left her lips once more, and Harry used this as an indication to go further, something she needed him to do. 
The hand that had been resting firmly on Y/N’s waist had slowly begun to travel down her body, gripping at her thigh once he reached the bare flesh.
“Norman” She moaned. Harry removed himself from the position above her almost instantly. The look of hurt, disdain, anger on his face made Y/N realise what she had just said. 
“What did you just say?” Harry asked. Although he knew what had been said, but in his state of shock and anger, he had to ask, to make sure. 
“Harry, I..” Y/N stammered, at a loss for words, as if she were trying to think of a good excuse as to why his father's name just left her lips. However, it was enough of an answer. 
Harry stood up from the bed in one quick motion, looking down at where Y/N had now sat up on the bed. “Fucking hell” His voice was raised, “Are you fucking kidding me?”. He didn’t know what else to say in that moment, feeling nothing but anger. 
Y/N swung her legs off the side of the bed, standing to her feet. “Harry, I’m sorry, I-“ 
“Don’t you dare say you’re fucking sorry!” He cut her off, raising his voice now to point of yelling. “I’m so fucking sick of you apologising. Over and over, when you’re obviously not fucking sorry!” Every use of the word ‘fucking’ made Y/N’s heart hurt, feeling the pain and anger that she had caused him. Tears started to cloud her vision, watching as Harry paced at the end of the bed, collecting his thoughts and his words. 
“I really thought you betraying my trust, more than once, was the worst that you could do. But this” He gestured to the bed, “Using me, manipulating the feelings I have for you, to what? To get over him?” He refused to speak his father's name, just the mere thought of the word making him infuriated.
Y/N took a step closer to where he stood, “That’s not what I was doing, that’s not what…“ she couldn’t think of a lie, because that’s what she doing, lying. And Harry knew that. He was getting good at telling when she lying. 
Harry took a step back as he spoke, cutting her off once again. “I swear to God, Y/N, if you lie to me one more fucking time” His eyes bored into her, his pointer finger raised as he shook his hand. Y/N swallowed the last thought she had, mouth dry as her mind went blank. She had nothing to say. Harry sighed in frustration, dropping his hand back by his side. “You are a shitty person, Y/N” He lowered his voice, but his tone stayed stern. “And you are you bad fucking friend”. 
Misspoken, a Freudian slip is all that it took to shatter what was left of their friendship. 
Tears streamed down her face, hidden carefully behind the water from the shower, unnoticed if she hadn’t had bloodshot eyes. Why was she allowed to cry? She asked herself. She was the one who was at fault, she was the one who had once again hurt someone close to her. So why, was she crying? Guilt, maybe? Maybe it was out of pity, maybe in reality she felt sorry for herself. Or maybe, it was because everything Harry said was true.
She was a shitty person, and she was a bad friend. Going back, time and time again to the man she swore, that she promised Harry she would stay away from. Lying constantly, breaking the trust of her closest and dearest friend. Then yes, manipulating his feelings for her to try and forget about the man she loved. Norman.
He was still there, imprinted on her mind like a wine stain. His name, his face, the way he spoke, the way he felt, the way he made her feel. He was impossible to erase, that much she was now sure of. No matter how hard she tried, no matter what she did, who she hurt, he was still there.
A sob escaped her, too loud to be drowned out by the sound of the shower. But that didn’t matter, there was no one around to hear it. She was all alone once again.
More time passed, and the water began to run cold, indicating it was time to get out and re-join the mess she had caused. Wrapping a towel around her body, she slowly made her way out of the bathroom and through her apartment.
Any sign that Harry had been there was now gone, as if he never existed in her life.
Although she had lived by herself for a year by this point, It had never felt so empty. Y/N swallowed the lump in her throat as she ignored the urge to cry again, walking towards her bedroom and blocking out the sight of a missing person.
It looked different, her bedroom, although nothing had changed since she stood here only an hour prior. It was the feeling it emulated, it was an unpleasant feeling, tainted by what had just happened.
Her eyes scanned the four walls in front of her, looking for nothing but something to ground her. Nothing. Everything felt wrong, out of place. Even her bed, which still sat untouched against the wall, looked foreign. Panic started to settle in, her breathing becoming unsteady and uneven.
Everything felt as if it were moving in slow motion, the world around her feeling as if it were crumbling beneath her. Every movement she took was a struggle, her breathing beginning to hurt with each shallow breath. Getting dressed felt like a chore, as did brushing her hair. The pain was welcoming to her, much like the hot water was, she deserved this feeling.
She couldn’t stand being in her bedroom longer than she needed, instead opting for the living room where she plopped herself down on the sofa where Harry had been sleeping there nights before. The wall in front of her, behind the TV, seemed to fade into nothing as she stared blanking at the white paint. What else was there for her to do but sit in her own suffering.
Her knee bounced as she chewed on her finger, anxiety was settling in. She needed to distract herself, needed to do something, anything.
She reached for the phone that sat next to her on the coffee table, the sound of buttons being pressed being the only thing heard in the empty apartment. She pressed the phone to her ear, still her knee bouncing, still biting her finger.
The phone rang, each ring making her feel uneasy and anxious. This was a bad idea. A terrible idea, she told herself. Yet, she didn’t put the phone down, she didn’t hang up. Instead, she waited, waited until the final sound before the click.
“Hello?” His voice spoke low and rough, as if he had been asleep.
“Can I come over?” She asked, sighing as she closed her eyes, waiting for a response from the man she was so deeply infatuated with.
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authors note ➵ the long awaited return
i firstly just want to start off by saying i’m sorry. sorry that it took me so long to update this fic, sorry that i have been so m.i.a these past few months. my mental health as declined to a point that it never has, i’m at the lowest i have ever been. however, i am getting help, i’m on new meds and seeing a few doctors to make sure i get out of the shitty state i am in.
secondly, i just want to say thank you. thank you all for your continued support, not just of this story but of me as well. i have received so many messages over these past long months of love and care, people wishing me well and hoping that i am getting better. you don’t have any idea how much all of those mean to me, and how much they brightened my mood whenever i read them. so from the bottom of my heart, thank you all so much. i love you guys so much.
anyways, enough of that sappy shit. i hope you enjoyed this chapter, even though it’s a lot shorter than any other chapter in this series. i thought the best way to reintroduce the story was to start to short, but don’t worry, following chapters will be back to the their normal length :)
i’m sure there are only a few left now, and i will be back to updating as regular as i can.
thank you again <3
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ghnaim24 · 4 months
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Hello world of tumblr 👋 I know that Yorgos Lanthimos new film “Poor Things” is less than 2 weeks away from being released and from reading the reviews and watching the previews and trailers on social media I think I have some ideas and requests for fan fiction for Willem Dafoe’s character Dr. Godwin Baxter.
For my ideas/requests because Dr. Baxter is like a father figure to Emma Stone’s character Bella Baxter I was thinking that the female reader who is as young as Bella physically, she becomes like a mother figure to Bella and during their time together Dr. Baxter becomes enchanted by the female reader that they get to know each other and decide to get married to become one happy family.
Another idea/request I have is the female reader is the only female student in Dr. Baxter class and the men become intimidated by the reader but Dr. Baxter is impressed and becomes infatuated by her that he lets her become his aid and throughout time they court each other.
Please let me know if anyone is willing to write these requests and I can try to come up with some others. If not I understand. Please and thank you 🙏
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greengoblinswifey · 2 years
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His Cherry- Norman Osborn x Fem!Babysitter!Reader
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Summary: You're his cherry. His addiction and he can't get enough of you.
Warnings: Praise kink, Daddy Kink, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Cheating, Age Gap, Oral sex(f+m receiving), dirty talk, Kinda rough sex, dirty talk, mentions of anal.
A/N: I'm a huge lana stan and I was listening to Cherry last night and it inspired me to write this :)
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Of course it was wrong but in Norman's eyes, wrong was always right. His marriage be damned, from the moment he saw you, he knew he needed to have you and from the moment you saw him, you wanted him to be your daddy. You were his cherry, he called you that because cherries were his favourite fruit and he was addicted to you both. You weren't just his four year old son's babysitter, you were so much more. His plaything. His little slut. His cherry. To soften your guilt you always told yourself his and Emily's marriage was on the rocks before you entered the picture. She was unfaithful first and they only stayed together for Harry. 
It was a typical day for you at the Osborn mansion. After much hassle, you finally got Harry down for a nap and just as you did, the large front door slammed, signaling Emily's departure. As soon as the door slammed, Norman pounced on you like a predator hungry for its prey and pushed you against the wall. He pinned your arms above your head and kissed you hungrily. You relished in the taste of his favourite fruit and mint on his tongue as it brushed over yours before eventually sucking on it. 
"I missed you my little cherry," he said into the kiss.
"Mm- we had sex in your car yesterday," you chuckled. 
He moved to your neck, sucking and licking as you shivered and moaned at the sensation. This had been your routine for a few months. He was your drug and you were addicted. You couldn't keep your hands off him and he couldn't keep his hands off you. He fucked you against every door and on every surface in his mansion. Who knew a married man could be this irresistible?
By the time he was done with your neck, it had a trail of hickeys you'd probably have to cover up later. He hiked up your red and white flower dress and smirked seeing that you had on no panties underneath.
"My dirty cherry. No panties and you're dripping down your thighs," he mocked. You whined in response as kneeled and licked your thighs wet with your slick then moved up to your pussy. 
"Oh daddy, right there!" you whimpered. He flattened his tongue on your pulsing clit and lapped at it slowly before speeding up the pace of his skilled tongue. "So sweet my cherry, and you're all mine," he groaned. You loved how demanding he was--how he exerted his dominance. It was only right you called him daddy, and the fact that he was older and rich topped it off. He was never afraid of claiming you as his even though there was no legality binding you. In his eyes you were his. 
His mouth practically engulfed your pussy. He wanted to devour you, make love to your-- no, his pussy. You gripped his slicked back hair tightly as your legs turned to jelly. Your eyes squeezed shut and all you could focus on was the way he was eating you out. Licking your pussy from your entrance to your clit then pushing his tongue inside you.
"Just like that daddy, fuck," you cried out, tears now forming in your eyes. His tongue now focused on your clit, flicking it and nipping softly as he put one of his long fingers inside you. 
"So tight and wet," he purred. It was almost embarrassing hearing how wet you were and your own moans but with your daddy, you had nothing to be ashamed of. He loved every sound your body made and he prided himself in making you so wet he could hear the squelching.  
He pumped his finger in and out of you as you mewled daddy and tugged on his hair. He curled his finger inside you as he continued to suck on your nub. "Daddy! Fuck, daddy! I'm- I'm gonna cum," you whimpered. He sped up his movements, pumping his finger inside you faster and rougher. "Cum for me my pretty cherry," he commanded. 
Your back arched off the wall, tears streamed down your cheeks and your pussy gushed into his mouth as he continued finger fucking you and lapping at your clit. He licked and slurped every drop before pulling his finger from your pussy. "Good girl. Such a good girl for daddy." He stood up and smeared the wetness that was on his finger on your lips before licking it off. You captured his tongue in a messy kiss, greedily going deeper to taste yourself.
"Daddy please, I want your cock so bad," you begged, pulling away from the kiss.
"Being greedy gets you nowhere my cherry, you know that. Now get on your knees and show me how bad you want daddy's cock," he said. His eyes were dark with lust and his cock strained against his dress pants. Keeping your eyes up at him just the way you knew he liked it, you unbuckled his pants and pulled it down along with his boxers. His painfully hard erection sprang free. Precum leaked from the pink tip and you practically drooled. 
He took his bottom lips between his teeth as you licked from the base to the tip. Your tongue ran over the slit, sucking the precum off before taking half of him into your mouth. Using your hands, you stroked the rest of his cock you couldn't fit in your mouth but he was having none of it. He took your hands off and thrusted into your mouth making you gag.
"Just like that princess. Choke on daddy's dick. You look so pretty when you do," he groaned. He moaned at the dazed and lustful look in your innocent eyes. Those innocent eyes that easily fooled his wife. You pressed your hands on his thighs and he stopped his movement, allowing you to move your head on your own. You sucked the sides, making love to his cock as he did your pussy. You spat out the saliva and precum on his balls, and took them each into your mouth, humming and sending vibrations throughout his body. 
He felt his balls tighten and his cock twitching but he wanted to cum inside your pussy first. To fill you to the brim and breed you. He pulled you up from your knees and kissed you sloppily.
"Do you want daddy's cock now?" he asked.
You looked up at him towering over you and nodded frantically. Your clit was throbbing profusely and you needed his cock for the feeling to subside.
"Use your words cherry," he said.
"Yes daddy. I need your big cock so bad. Please fuck me," you pleaded, throwing your arms around his neck.
He seemed to be satisfied with your answer and he lifted you up, pulling your dress back up again. You wrapped your legs around him and as you did, he slowly lowered your quivering pussy onto his long cock. 
"Daddy!" you mewled, "stretching me so much, you're so big." He slammed you down on his cock fully, giving his sweet cherry no time to adjust to his size. No matter how many times he fucked you, you couldn't get used to how big his dick was. He moved your thighs over his forearms and began pounding into you, leaving you moaning and unable to speak.
"Awww, my poor little cherry. Can't even form a single word, you're so cute," he chuckled.
His strength aided him in walking to his master bedroom and fucking you as he did. He walked with you pass Harry's room where he was sound asleep and arrived at his, his cock still rutting in and out of you as you moaned in his ear. 
He sat down on the edge of his bed and fucked up into your warm, gushing pussy. You were so wet that your juices were all over his forearms. 
"God, I'll never get tired of this pussy. Daddy loves it so much. You were made for daddy," he smirked. 
"Oh fuck! Da-daddy, I'm gonna cum," you whimpered. You buried your face into his neck as he thrusted up into you roughly, brushing against your cervix as he did. As he hit your cervix, your orgasm washed over you like a wave. You mewled daddy continuously as tears of pleasure rolled down your cheeks and he fucked you. 
He stood up and placed you on your stomach. You tried to get on all fours but you were too weak to do so. 
"It's ok my cherry, stay just like that. Daddy will take care of you," he said. You absolutely adored when he told you he would take care of you. It made your pussy clench around nothing.
He slammed back into you, the new position making you wetter and creamier than the last. He got even harder, watching your ass jiggle as he fucked you from behind. Later, he'd lube you up and fuck you in it, hard. He was thrusting into you, making the bed shake and your stomach began to hurt from the impending orgasm.
"Clenching around daddy's big cock so well. Cum for daddy princess," he groaned, mesmerized by his cock moving in and out of you. At his command, your pussy squirted onto his cock.
"Oh God! Yes, yes, yes, yes!" you screamed. The orgasm made you shake and your eyes turned white. He placed a kiss on your back before putting one foot on the bed. 
Norman easily slipped back into your soaked pussy, ready to have his own intense orgasm. His strokes were hard, animalistic as his mind tried to grasp how tight you were squeezing him. He squeezed your ass cheek and moaned, watching as his cock came out sloppier than when it went inside you.
"God," he moaned, "I know you're ovulating but daddy has to cum inside you." Your mind was too fuzzy and focused on pleasure to protest. You just laid there and allowed him to use you, as you should.
"Gonna cum and you're gonna take daddy's cum in this tight pussy. Can't wait to see you swollen with my babies," he groaned, rolling his hips. You moaned in response, drooling all over the stain sheets.
"Tell me how bad you want it. Beg me to put a baby into you cherry," he growled.
He didn't need to repeat himself. "Please! Please daddy, want you to fill me up so bad, please cum inside me, fill me with all your babies. I'm all yours daddy. Please make your cherry a mommy," you cried.
That did it or him and long ropes of his white cum spurted inside your pussy. You moaned, feeling the warm stickiness fill your walls. He stayed inside your pussy, allowing you to milk him of all he had. He was serious about breeding you. 
"Oh fuck," he moaned, "that's it cherry, milk your daddy's cock, it's all yours. Take all of it."
He was about to fall on top of you before he stopped himself. He slipped out and you whined at the loss of him but you were content again when he laid on the bed, pulled you on top of him and buried his cock deep inside you.
"Daddy's gonna keep his cock inside you my pretty cherry. Can't let any of daddy's cum go to waste and then later, daddy's gonna fuck your tight little ass."
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Hiya @dafoescult ! Here is your line :D! This is from Our Darling :) I decided to give you this one seeing you were a fellow Dafoe simp 😌👌 I will still write for our dear gobby and doc ock but at the moment i am currently in a moon knight phase so i have to put them aside for awhile☺
Thank you for participating! 💞💞
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h0rnyfanficwriter · 4 months
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Norman Osborn x fem! reader
Warnings: sexual references, swearing
a/n; this is my first Norman fic so pls be nice! :)
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Working for Norman Osborn had its ups and downs, depending on the day he was either the most respectful, kind and caring boss or a complete monster. Today was a 'monster' day. You squinted at your computer screen attempting to figure out what meetings the forever-busy Mr Osborn had. A loud bang erupted behind you, and the sound of clicking on the PVC floor followed. You looked up to see a cold, angry Mr Osborn racing towards his office, you gathered up the papers on your desk and rushed behind him. "um-Good morning sir!", you tried to force positivity, "So, today you have 3 meetings-" you were cut off by a hand slammed quickly on the dark oak desk "leave it here and get me a coffee...please". His voice was monotone but his eyes looked at me pleading instead of the usual soul-ripping stare that was his normal on these days. "yes of course sir!" a big blush spread across your cheeks as you looked into his pleading eyes. You quickly dashed out of the office and steadied yourself on the office kitchen counter. You didn't know why but your cheeks were red and your legs were trembling beneath you. 'I've never felt like this before around him, the way I could've just stayed there in that office looking into those big eyes god I really must be sex deprived if I'm thinking this about him'. You rolled your eyes and started preparing his coffee 'I wonder what's wrong with him today' Whenever he has these days he would just stay cooped up in his office and avoid everyone so there was no chance he'd be telling you what's up.
 You knock and enter his office, He is on the phone passive agressivly arguing with the person on the other end. You place the coffee down quietly he responds with a nod and then shoos you away, you gladly accept the coldness not wanting to elevate the strange thoughts you had been having about him today. 
You were on the verge of falling asleep your head in your hands, drool pooling at the corner of your lips. "[y/n] !" A snapping voice scared you awake. You jolted up to see a growingly angry Norman Osborn "Stop sleeping and follow me I need you to accompany -me to my meetings, you need to take notes". He had returned to the soul-ripping stare and you melted beneath him. "Y-yes sir" You stumbled up out of your chair grabbing a: notepad, pen and coat. 
After a silent, very awkward, elevator ride you both stood at the entrance
 in front of you was a black Rolls-Royce, the driver stood firmly next to the impressive car "Are you ok [y/n]", Norman broke you from your thoughts making you realise you had just been standing there mouth agape staring at the car. You give him a quick nod and you both shuffle into the car. The back is spacious and you glance around, your eyes rest on Norman who is looking nonchalantly out the window. His hair is neatly slicked back with small lighter streaks showing through the light brown hair his age is reflected beautifully. minutes into the journey the car pulls up abruptly as loud horns shout and flashes of cars crashing in front of us the quick stop made Norman fall on top of you. He catches himself before fully crashing into your face, you can smell his cologne it's rich and deep and dignified. you try to desperately inhale as much of the scent as I can 'god I can't do this, he's like 50, im being so weird but i cant get enough '. His eyes widened as he noticed the compromising position, how his arms were intertwined with yours and his hips were pulling the hem of my skirt up. He jolted upwards sitting stiff as a board readjusting his pristine suit and looking away franticly.
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I was there lying on top of my assistant her eyes looking up at me changing from panic and fear to a face I couldn't recognise. I felt her breath on my collar 'What am I doing!?'. I pushed myself up quickly, I fidgeted with my suit as I could feel my cheeks and the tips of my ears heat up with a vivid rouge. 'I need to hide this' I turned towards the window trying to calm down. my heart was pounding in my chest ' I need to stop this nonsense' . 'No coward ,you need to take here right now in the back of this car!' the decrepit cackling rang in my ears 'No, it's not right, you're not right!'. I knew, he knew, that I have been interested in [y/n] for a while now ever since the office Christmas party when she showed up in that beautiful red dress and smiled at me. God that beautiful smile, the way it could light the darkest caves of my mind, the way it could silence the goblin for days leaving me is sweet bliss 
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After you had sat up your head was still spinning from the past 30 seconds the road had now cleared and the drive was going smoothly again. I looked over to Norman who was looking down at his lap with an angry scowl quietly muttering to himself 'what the fuck is he doing?' "Sir?" He looked up at you with a raised eyebrow and saddened eyes "Um-yes [y/n]?" he seemed unprepared to speak like he was lost in his thoughts. "Has everything been okay today? , something seemed wrong?" your worry for your boss was visible you looked intensely at his face searching for the slightest movement or expression to show his well-guarded inner thoughts.
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I looked up at [y/n], 'She cares?' I saw the worry spread across her face and tried to force a reassuring smile . " everything is okay [y/n], you don't need to worry about me" I breathed out heavily as she scooted closer towards me. I could smell the vanilla-scented perfume she wore and my face lit up, a genuine smile this time. " okay Mr Osborn, I'm here if you need to talk" She smiled that big bright smile and the cackling and darkness left, things were so much better when she was around. I didn't need her for these meetings I could have handled them fine but I wanted to see more of her and that gorgeous smile.
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We pulled up at the first meeting, another large grey company building the blush on my cheeks wore off as my face was pricked by the bitter November cold. We walked in and spent the next 3 hours listening to old businessmen drabble on.
7:30 pm, you walked through the doors of the final grey building your eyes barely open "Well that was fun" Norman piped up and rolled his eyes. you giggled eyes still closed. Through your limited vision, you can see your boss nervously fidgeting with his hands. "Um it's kind of late...do you want to get some dinner?" your head shoots up and you look at him surprised "We can use it to go over the meetings" his eyes soften as he looks into yours "That Would be nice, I'm starving anyway" you smile at him, looking deep into those watercolour eyes again and again you could stay there forever "so, where shall we go?"..
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Hey 👋 can you also do another Bobby Hicks x female reader from the spicy list #34 and #51? Please and thank you 🙏
So it took me far to long to update again but I AM STILL HERE hahaaaa. Take that academic world!
Florida heat (Bobby Hicks x reader)
Word count: 3127
Rating: M
Summary: As an intern for Bobby he has come to appreciate everything you do for him, but when you lay there sunbathing by the pool on a sunny day off he can no longer stop the longing he has felt for you.
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Two more days.
You’ve got this.
You try to talk some courage into you whilst getting the cleaning kit out of the cupboard. Some crazy lady dropped some food in the main corridor when she was refused a room. And as an intern, it was now your job to clean it up.
But only two more days.
The internship wasn’t that bad. It got you the college credits you were still missing and you got to spend the summer in Florida, who wouldn’t want that? That, and the fact that your supervisor, mr. Hicks, was very easy on the eye. Bobby usually didn’t take in any students, he was too busy keeping everything on track by himself to train another person. But when he heard how much experience you already had and how far along you were in your study, he decided to take the chance. A pair of extra arms wouldn’t hurt.
But he had not taken into account that you were stunning, clever, eager to learn and most of all… a huge distraction. He knew it was wrong to look at you like that, he was practically your boss. He just couldn’t help his eyes wandering over to you whenever you were standing behind the counter and he was on the computer. Whenever you’d catch him staring he usually comes up with a lame excuse, like ‘I was just making sure you were doing things right’. He knew damned well you were more than capable enough to handle the few people coming in and out every day.
But it never registered that the reason why you always seemed to catch him looking is because you were also constantly looking his way. Whenever he would catch you staring at him your excuse would be something along the lines of ‘I wanted to ask you a question.’, followed by the dumbest possible question you could think of. Bobby never believed that lame excuse, but he never mentioned that either.
Now you were cleaning up the mess that Karen had made. The people here never seemed to have manners. The weather in Florida was always terribly hot, and you could feel a bead of sweat running down your temple to your cheek. The Karen that had made the mess was luckily the only person that had come to the motel today, and the rest of the rooms were empty now. Your internship was due to end just after the high season and the last few days were just cleaning up and getting ready to write a report and go back to school.
Bobby was watching you work from his office. He stood up, pretending he had to fix the wires behind the computer. But really it was just an excuse to watch you mop the floor clean. Your shorts hugging your butt perfectly, your light shirt getting wet from the sweat and moist air… he shakes his head and looks back at the screen. He can’t think of you like that.
You finish cleaning up the floor and stand up. You can feel someone staring at you so you turn around, already knowing it’d be Bobby staring back at you from the doorway.
‘Y/n, working as hard as ever I see.’ He muses.
‘You know it.’ You shoot him a wink when you throw the trash in the bin. ‘Though, today has been quite relaxed. No new check ins, only people leaving. In fact, I’m not sure anyone is staying in the magic castle at the moment.’
‘You’re right, from today there are no bookings. High season is over so I don’t really expect anyone here except junkies looking for a cheep room.’ You chuckle at his words, he cracks a smile in return. You walk over to the counter to get rid of the cleaning utilities. Bobby’s eyes linger on your form for a moment too long, and you notice him staring.
‘So, you have any other tasks for me?’ you ask, your tone playful but also not inappropriate. You walk past him, making sure to brush your bare arm against his. The skin to skin contact sends sparks through your body. When you put the cleaning materials in the lower drawer your eyes move back to him. You can’t help but look at the muscles on his legs, going up into his wide shorts. When you catch yourself staring you blink rapidly to break the contact and move back to the drawer, putting everything back where you took it from.
‘Actually,’ he starts when you stand up, ‘I know tomorrow is your last day. It is also terribly hot outside and there are no guests to help at the moment. I suggest you take the rest of the day off, cool down at the pool, do whatever. If I need you tomorrow I know where to find you, but for now I think you’ve done enough. Thanks for your help.’ His tone was sincere, you had done a great deal of work around the motel in the last few weeks. And you were definitely not going to object to an afternoon off.
So you thanked Bobby an took his offer. The rest of the day went by in a haze. You wasted no time in putting on your swimming clothes and getting situated by the pool. The cool water was very welcome on a day like this. You alternated between cooling off in the water and laying on one of the poolside beds tanning and occasionally dozing off for a bit. Bobby watched you from a distance, seeing you enjoy your free time and catch up on some much needed rest reassured him he had made the right decision in giving you a day off.
 It was only when the sun started setting Bobby actually made his way towards you. You were soaking up the last rays of sunshine of the day, eyes closed and laying on your back on one of the poolside beds. It wasn’t until you head Bobby clear his throat behind you that you were alerted to his presence. Lazily you open one eye to look in his general direction. He was standing next to your seat, sitting down on the plastic bed next to you when you acknowledged his presence.
‘So, how did you enjoy your day off?’ Bobby spoke up, starting the conversation.
Your eyes gazed at the sky, the sun was already starting to set.
‘It was nice to enjoy the place a bit before having to leave’ you answer with a smile
‘So… working here wasn’t enjoyable?’ he asked with a smirk.
‘No! I mean, yes it was. I just meant that it was nice to enjoy some time off whilst here, too.’ You quickly defended. Bobby chuckled from next to you as a blush crept onto your cheeks.
‘I was just kidding, darling.’ He said. Your head snapped to look at him at this unexpected term of endearment. Of course, it was a term often used by many people for many reasons. But in your mind you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he meant something more… The blush spreading on your cheeks becomes more of a crimson shade. Would he notice? Oh God… what if he did?
‘I… I think I’m going for a swim.’ You promptly announce.
‘You do look awfully hot.’ He says with a smirk.
You look back at him, having already crossed half the distance to the pool, in complete shock. Why would he say something like that? What is going on? You felt like you had a sunburn. Bobby clears his throat at your awkward expression.
‘From the sun… I mean.’ He adds unconvincingly with half a smile. Words caught in your throat. You wanted to ask him what he meant but at the same time you were convinced your mind was making things up now. Maybe you were still asleep on the lounge bed next to the pool and this was just a dream? You quickly turned your head back to the pool and without a second thought jumped in. the water was colder than it had been earlier that day, but it wasn’t as cold as it would be in the mornings. But one thing was clear now, this definitely was no dream. The need for air became clear after a few seconds, the cool of the water knocked half of the air out of your lungs upon entering the pool.
With your head towards the sky you resurfaces, making your hair slick against the back of your head and water drip down your back. Bobby’s eyes were still focussed on you, his stare burning in the back of your head.
Bobby couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. The way you gracefully waded through the water to cool down, the way the last sunlight illuminated your facial features is the most beautiful way… he had grown very fond of you over the time you had worked for him. Too fond maybe… but still his eyes could not look away. You had worked so hard the last weeks, and he had nothing but praise for you. That would definitely reflect in the assessment he had to fill out for you. But he felt a pull towards you. And with the way you looked right now, carelessly wading through the water… Bobby couldn’t stop himself as he took of his shirt and trousers to join you in the water. He wanted to see you like this from up close, knowing it may be one of the last days he had with you here.
Your mind had started to wander in the water. Soon you were to go back to your college, back to your ‘old’ life. Old routines… And by God you didn’t want to. You had enjoyed the work there so much that you’d rather stay here to work. But you also knew you had to get your degree first.
But your train of thought was interrupted as you heard the water splash behind you. You turned around just in time to see Bobby resurface and wipe the water from his eyes and his now wet hair from his forehead. You stifled a laugh at his expression. He looked like a drowning dog.
‘Oh that is COLD’ he exclaimed.
The laugh you held back escaped your throat anyways. Bobby smiled back at you even though he was looking miserable in the cooling water. But then again, it was his choice to jump in. He casually walked over to where you were wading through the pool, his arms crossed over his chest to find any form of warmth.
This, however, left his face exposed.
You waited until he was close enough to you. He was about to open his mouth to make small talk or something, when you caught him off guard by splashing water in his direction, hitting him square in the face.
‘Oh you little-‘ Is all Bobby got out before you did it again. It was good to let some steam off at the end of the day. He took a moment to regain his composure, but when he did it was your time to flee. He kept chasing you around the pool whilst you tried to either swim away or keep him at distance with water. The sun went down quickly and before you knew it the automatic lights of the pool went on due to lack of light. That one second distraction was enough for Bobby to finally catch up with you.
You feel two strong calloused hand grab you by the waist, and you laugh out.
‘Gotcha!’ he says playfully.
You turn around in his grip to face him, your smile meeting his.
Bobby’s eyes drop to your lips, unable to stop himself. You catch the movement and the smile on your lips falters, anticipation pooling in your chest. What was happening? You never expected your boss to feel that way. You had dreamt of it during your internship, sure. But this was different from another daydream you would have whilst lying in your bed.
You hadn’t even noticed the gap between the two of you closing, his lips almost brushing yours but not yet touching.
‘I’m afraid I can no longer remain professional.’ You hear Bobby breathe the words out softly.
‘I don’t think I want you to.’ You breathe back.
And that is all the confirmation he needs before crashing his lips to yours.
Time stands still as your hands land on his toned chest, your lips moving together as if they were meant to be. Bobby seemed to have forgotten all about the chill of the water the moment you press your body up into him. The feeling of your thinly covered body pressing against his warming him up from the inside, and some more than that.
But the cool water did affect both of your lung capacities, and the need for air became apparent more quickly than either of you had wanted. After breaking the kiss Bobby wasted no time in trailing his hands up your sides towards your chest, carefully cupping one breast in his hand and tweaking a hard nipple between his thumb and finger. Your breath catches in your throat. The adrenaline spiking in your body from the possibility of getting caught and the thrill of finally having your feelings for your almost ex-supervisor out in the open.
‘Wait…’ you moan out but make no move to remove his hand from your chest, actually pushing yourself into him even more craving his touch. The voice of reason in the back of your head telling you this was risky, unprofessional and the chance of getting caught was high out here becoming softer and softer. ‘Right here?’ you ask Bobby looking up at him with puppy eyes.
‘We could, of course, go up to one of the rooms, but the motel is empty. No one will be around here anytime soon’. He smirks down at you. ‘Or is that just what you wanted? Doing this here? You’ve thought about this before haven’t you.’ He stated with a smirk. He could read you like a freaking book. You start to blush and the words to deny his statement get caught in your throat. Of course you have thought about this happening, but never in your wildest dreams did you dare to imagine it coming true.
Your silence is confirmation enough for Bobby to know he’s right. He leans down again to capture your lips with his and you return the kiss enthusiastically. You feel his hand move down from your waist to your thigh, grabbing the soft flesh there. You get the hint and jump up wrapping your thighs around him. Bobby walks both of you over to the side of the pool, your back now pressed against the impossibly cold stone wall. At the cold hitting your back you let out a moan, the burning fire in your body clashing with the contrast of temperature.
Bobby pushed you against the side of the pool tightly, harshly rutting his hard cock into your pussy. Your head falls back in a moan when you finally felt some friction where you needed him most.
‘Look at you, so desperate for me.’ He says. You move your head back forwards, kissing him deeply, all teeth and tongue. His hand moves down to more the bottom of your swimming attire to the side, his fingers brushing along your folds along the way. You break the contact between your lips so suck in a sharp breath.
‘I’ve never done this before.’ You whisper against his lips as he starts playing with your clit, exposed to the cool water now. He looks at you questioningly. ‘In a pool, I mean.’ You clarify.
‘Well, There is a first time for everything right?’ he says moving his fingers from your clit to your entrance, feeling how wet you were already for him. His fingers slid into you with ease. You were so wet he could add a third finger without much resistance. ‘So ready for me… do you want my cock?’
‘Yes’ is all you can moan out when he adds friction to your clit by pressing his palm into you.
‘You have to use your words, darling. What do you want?’ he asks again. Your eyes bore into his, both of your pupils dilated with lust.
‘I want you to fuck me, right here right now.’ Your say grinding your pussy up into him. You push just hard enough to brush against his cock and he lets out a surprised gasp at the unexpected friction.
‘You think you can take me?’ he asks, pulling down his trousers and pulling out his cock. He was now retracing the movements he did earlier with his fingers with his cock, sliding the blunt tip over your clit for a while and the moving it to your aching cunt.
‘Pleaaseee’ is all you get out.
‘Ever so eager’ Bobby laughs and moves to push himself inside you. The water of the pool splashes around you as he sets a relentless pace. He also had to hold back for a while, his thoughts about you during your internship were not all that innocent either. Now that he is finally buried inside you his mind completely fogs over, just taking whatever he needs from you in the pool.
You see his brows furrow in concentration as he pounds into you roughly, taking whatever he needs from you, and it is the hottest thing you had ever seen. You feel the heat in your belly start to spread to all parts of your body and you knew you were getting close. Bobby could feel it too, the way your cunt tightens around his cock, dragging along his shaft in the most perfect way.
‘Cum for me, baby.’ He whispers in your ear, accentuating each word with a thrust of his hips. The sound of his laboured breath in your ear in combination with his words was enough to push you over the edge. The fire now burning in your entire being, eyes closing as the feeling of your orgasm washed over you. The way it made you clench down on his cock was enough to send Bobby over his tipping point too, finishing with a few stuttering thrusts.
As you both came down from your high the cold of the water and evening air really hit. Bobby felt it when you started shuddering, still in his embrace.
‘Maybe…’ you started in a whisper, ‘we could go inside, it is still early.’
Bobby quickly redid his and your swimming attires and wasted no time carrying you out of the pool and back to his room.
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Little something while I have a break from collage work 🥲🥲🥲
Otto and Norman with a s/o who is tired
Otto Octavius
You had been working on a project for oscorp all week, only getting around thirty minutes of sleep each day. It was Friday and the project was due tomorrow…you had to get this done. Norman would chew you out if it wasn’t done!! It was 4 am and you were still at oscorp working on it. You had terrible bags, messy hair, and you were running off of about 7 cups of coffee. All of a sudden you felt a hand on your back and you saw your computer shutting off. “Time to go home my dear…you’ve been working on this all day…” Ah….your boyfriend octavius. “Mhmg….b-but I-it’s…..due…..tomorrow…..” you mumbled as you fell asleep on your desk. “Sweetheart…let’s get you home ok…?” Otto picked you up and held you while getting your work bag. “I l-love you otto….” You told your boyfriend as you kissed the side of his neck. “I love you too Y/n….now take a nap while I get us home alright?” Otto softly said as he covered you up with his trench coat. “A-alri…..” You fell asleep mid sentence and otto just smiled.
Norman Osborn
It was Monday morning and you hadn’t slept in two days, insomnia and just not being comfortable wasn’t a good mix. Norman was being a little mean that day and put a lot of work on you. He was making you run stuff to different offices, take stuff up and down steps, get lunch for everyone, etc. It was now 9pm and norman was about to leave when he saw you cleaning up…he saw how exhausted you looked and felt a little bad. He just shrugged it off and went home. The next day he went to ask you if you were alright but you weren’t in your office. Now he was worried. You were never late..never. He tried calling you a few times but you never picked up. Norman just gave up and went to your house. You had gave norman a key a few weeks ago since you guys had been dating so he had a way in. “…y/n? Pumpkin are you alright…?” He walked in and looked around..you weren’t in the living room. “Y/n?…” Norman walked around when he finally saw you. Sick looking and barley able to walk. “Y/n! Oh dear are you alright? You look terrible sweetheart…” Norman Immediately went to you and held you up. “t-thanks for telling me I look horrible…” You spoke as you leaned into your concerned boyfriend. “I didn’t mean it like tha-….honey?” Norman looked down and you were dead asleep in his arms…he carried you to his car and took you back to his house. You needed some good sleep.
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reuripotte · 2 years
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Tiktok: @reuripotte
Puro, Puro Chantaje 🎶
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myveryownfanfiction · 6 months
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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI
Tags: @eclecticwildflowers, @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @salemwitch96, @ghostlypie
warnings: swearing, mention of smut
AN: thank u @illiana-mystery for the first picture! Giving me all the ideas!
I woke up to a cold bed. Rolling over, my hand reached blindly for the man I had fallen asleep next to. Finding nothing, I pulled my head out from under the mountain of pillows that were always on my side of the bed.
“Norman?” I called, not quite wanting to open my eyes yet. I waited a second before sighing and rolling over onto my back. “Norman?” I yelled louder. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I got up and gabbed the robe hanging on the bed post. Putting it on, I started to pad around the mansion.
“Hey.” Norman said, looking up at me wearily from his spot on the couch in his office. “Sorry. I thought I’d be back before you woke up.” I pulled the robe tighter and sat down next to him.
“everything alright?” I asked, hand on his thigh. Norman nodded.
“yeah. Just got to thinking. And you know me.” He laughed as he put his hand over mine. “Once I started I can’t seem to stop.” I nodded as he motioned for me to move up the couch so he could put his arm around me. I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.
“it doesn’t have anything to do with the sex does it?” I asked, worry lacing my tone. Norman kissed my forehead.
“no. Definitely not.” He assured me. “I just have too many thoughts running around in there. I tried to stay for as long as I could but…” he shrugged and kissed my forehead again.
“It was too much.” I finished. “The goblin?” Norman shook his head.
“surprisingly no.” He said. “An idea for Peter. Something I think he can work on. Blueprint and mock up are on the desk.” I nodded, reaching for his hand and intertwining our fingers. “Want to go back to bed?” Feeling his eyes on me, I looked up at him.
“it’s not as early as you think it is. We can go get something to eat then go over the blueprints.” I suggested. Norman nodded, using the tips of his fingers to tilt my chin up towards him before kissing me deeply.
“sounds like a plan.”
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So I just had a panic attack and that’s what inspired me to write this fic
My hero
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Warnings: panic attacks and being overwhelmed
Y/n felt her heart pounding in her chest and sweat dripping off of her skin
Her hands were shakier then usual and so was her legs
Her breath felt like it was slowly going away
She was only anxious because she was worried about her husband Norman Osborn
For some reason she didn’t think he should take the serum
It’s like she knew something bad would come out of it…
“He’s going to be okay… you’re going to be okay” she says and she begins to massage her shoulders and then her neck
She was currently sitting on their shared bed which felt emptier then usual
The bed felt like a void to her at the moment due to her current state
But she didn’t want to get up from the spot
The front door unlocks which makes her more worried
She lays down letting the void take her
Her hands were in a comfortable position, but of course they still shook
You could see her legs shaking from under the blanket
“Oh my god…” Norman started once he was in front of their doorway to their room
He rushes towards her side
Norman now laid down next to her, hoping maybe she’ll face him
Or maybe he could potentially hold her to comfort her better
Norman had decided to massage her shoulder that was visible and then asked her what was wrong
“I’m worried about you” she says as she felt her face shake too
“Oh Y/n I didn’t take the serum. I listened to you since you always know what’s best” he says which makes her calm down a bit
She makes a motion with her shoulder that meant she wanted him to stop massaging her shoulder
His hand goes back to his side and then she turns to face him
“Have you taken any deep breaths yet?” Norman asked her
She shook her head to say no
“How about we take some together, yeah? That usually works” she nodded her head as a response and now they were both taking deep breaths
It took her a while to fully calm down, but he continues to take deep breaths with her until she was better
Once the panic attack was gone, she felt tired
Norman lays flat onto his back and her body scoots closer towards his
Her head goes onto his chest and a smile forms on her face
“Your my hero by the way” she says which makes him blush
“That’s new” he admits to her as her smile stays on her face
“It’s true. You save me from my darkest parts” she explains which makes him smile
“I’m glad I’m able to save you from those parts” he says as his eyes closed now
“Me too” she said as she closed her eyes
Note: I’m sorry if there’s any errors in this. I wrote this kind of late and well after I had a panic attack too
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clouded-dreams2 · 2 years
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Would You? | Norman Osborn x Gn!Reader
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a/n - This is something I wrote a while back. I am dearly sorry for misspelling, or grammar mistakes. I hope you all like it!
Paring - Norman Osborn x Reader, with bits of Goblin x Reader.
Warnings - Angst, Fluff, Some heavy suggestive content, Kissing, I’m sorry if I missed anything
You were sat at the dining table in the Osborn mansion. Father and son sat across from each other, one Osborn at each end. Norman at the head of the table, Harry at the end, Peter sitting the closest to Harry, You sitting on the opposite from Peter and closest to Norman. It was a formal dinner with friends and Harry's dad. You knew Norman wouldn't want it any other way. You knew Goblin wouldn’t have it any other way. You knew about Goblin, the way you found out was what it was. Unlike some people who have had run-ins with the villain. You had come to the mansion to stay in the company of others, or that was the alibi you told people, it was actually to help Norman with a project. He won you over by saying he needed an extra pair of scientific expertise. He wasn’t going to use someone from Oscorp, he never explained why. Part of you thought it was because he was wanting to spend time with you.
“Norman?” You called for him, though he hadn’t answered. Harry had let you in as he was leaving to head over to Peter’s for the night. You wandered around, maybe he hadn’t heard you. He would’ve called if he wasn’t going to be there. He would have called. You keep wandering, until you stumble upon the Goblin’s mask. Already assuming the worst, maybe the masked villain had something against Norman, or Harry, or you even. You heard a low mumble from the room over, and then a whimper of a question. You ran in, not thinking much. You couldn’t have taken on the Goblin by yourself. 
“Such a nice surprise. Norman’s little pet.” The way Norman had said pet rang in your head, the sharpness of the tone. You weren’t going to admit it but it was arousing. The sudden behavior that Norman had, shocked you. He walked to stand in front of you in his robe.
Don’t hurt her.  
Oh, Norman. You should know better. Goblin placed his thumb below your chin.
“Hello, doll~.” Before you could reply, he had his lips on yours. It wasn’t something new, hell you’ve done the deed with the CEO of Oscorp many times. It was just unexpected. That’s why you were tempted to pull back, or maybe you weren’t fully convinced the man in front of you was the man you knew. Not that you minded. You didn’t mind, and that’s what brought you to place your hand in his hair. The slight tug you gave, made Goblin growl. It was low. While he quickly ran his hands to your hips and bit your bottom lip. Causing you to gasp and him to slide his tongue between the lips that gave him the pleasure of being there. Between exploring and battling for dominance he found himself getting carried away. He didn’t want to get to carried away and then have everything fucked over. Maybe he liked her, Maybe from the moment she stepped in he could sense something. Goblin groaned as he pulled away, not wanting to leave the current close connection to the person that made him feel different… protective, dare he say comfortable. 
“Norman.” you whined, the man who you had just kissed turned around, he didn’t know what to say. For once the Goblin was speechless. He had left and now Norman was in charge scooping you into a hug. You hadn’t known what just happened, you were completely unaware. Though the personality switch was noticeable. You were going to question him when it felt right, but for the moment you just held him. 
“Darling, I thought he was going to harm you.” Norman spoke softly, he was back. He was thankful that you weren’t harmed. He didn’t want to let go of the hug. Though if you asked he would. He would also tell you what happened if you asked, or whenever the time felt right.
“Norman?” That’s when it hit you. He had some connection to the Goblin. You stepped back, out of the hug. You looked at him, he looked innocent, scared. How could he have some sort of connection to the Goblin?
“Yes.” He answered. Assuring you and himself that it was him, he didn’t know what happened much less if you knew who that part of him was. 
“Do you work for the Goblin?”
She thinks you work for me? She’s not half wrong.
“Shut up.” Norman said aloud, taking a minute to remember that you were there too.
“Not you. Never you,” He smiled and kept the space you had created between the both of you. He didn’t realize just how much space there was. You weren’t scared, no. You just wanted to know, you didn’t want him to lie, and the sudden shut up he spoke made you jump slightly.
“Everyth-” He wasn’t going to lie, he couldn’t and whatever would happen would happen.
“Norman. Are you okay?” You asked sincerely, you loved him. You love him.
“No. Honestly, I haven’t been.” There was a silence that filled the room, an unbreakable silence that went on for what felt like forever. One that clogged the room filled to every corner, every crevice between each book on his bookcase.
“I.. Performance Enhancers. The project I told you about, the one a week ago. The body that was found at Oscorp. That was all him,”  He paused, taking a step forward while you took a step back. He was scared, he was terrified you were going to leave. There were tears that started forming. He took a deep breath.
“The Green Goblin. He was created from the performance enhancers. I don’t know what happened. I can’t tell you, and I want to. I created him. He’s part of me. And I have no control over him, I have no memory of what he does. And all I can hear is his voice. And it haunts me.” His throat closed up, he wanted to cry. He wanted to fall to his knees and cry. He was terrified of what your reaction was going to be.
“He. He haunts me. And I can’t control what haunts me.” He turned, no longer facing you, and started tearing up. If he lost you, he wouldn’t forgive himself, he wouldn’t forgive the Goblin.
“Norman… He’s killed people.” Was all you managed to say. You didn’t realize how close to the door you were. You didn’t want to leave, but you felt out of control. Your body was flushed against the door. Maybe. Maybe you were scared. You read J.J Jameson’s newspaper. You read about the Goblin.
“I.. He.. We have.” His breath hitches, his tone was raw of emotion. He already thought of himself as the criminal.
“Norman.” You spoke softly. That was all he needed, He started crying, silently. He was convinced you were going to leave. Why wouldn’t you. He was a murderer. Goblin is part of him. You took a deep breath, the room was silent. He thought he was alone, he didn’t know if you opened the door and left and he fell to his knees. He allowed himself to cry, he didn’t just allow himself to cry. He cursed the Goblin’s existence.
“Norman.” You were in front of him now, crouching down. Facing him, seeing his pure emotion. It was rare to see him this way, and it pained you.
“I love you. Nothing is going to change that. I love all of you, Norman. That includes the Goblin. He can’t turn me away. Even if he tries. I hate that this is happening to you, and I don’t agree with the Goblin. Though that’s not going to make me leave You.” You were soft spoken. Now sitting on the floor next to him, he turned to cry into your shoulder. You ran your hand down his back in a gesture of reassurance.
“I love you.” He pulled himself as close as possible, not wanting to leave you. He looked up at you, with tear stains and glossy eyes. And just stared at you lovingly, as you wiped the tears from his face. You kiss his forehead then his cheek then his lips. Not to be passionate, or rough. But just to be. Soft, reassuring, and comfortable. It was so many raw loving emotions wrapped into one.
“I love you, Norman Osborn.”
Harry and Peter were discussing school, and you took the opportunity to look at Norman to check up on him. You weren’t telling Harry or Peter about the two of you. It has been the topic of conversation many times, between both you and Norman. When you both were alone of course. One day you planned to tell them both. There was a clink of glass from Norman, and he looked at you with a look you found comfort in. He was about to do something big, and he wasn’t going to be stopped, which proved that even the Goblin wanted it. They knew what they wanted since the day they both saw you. The times you had taken care of Norman after the Goblin had gone out, the times you put the Goblin in his place. It took work, and the Goblin was surprised you could even do so. Once he had everyone's attention on himself he put the glass back down. 
“Harry, Peter.” Norman started, looking at the two boys then back to you. Searching the table for your hand. He was nervous. 
“We. Such as myself and this wonderful human being sitting next to me have hidden something for quite a while. From both of you. And I no longer want it to be a secret.” He takes a deep breath reaching into his coat pocket. Turning to face you, moving his chair out so he could kneel. He took another deep breath and looked at you with a smile on his face.
“[Y/N] [Y/L/N]. I know I have been a pain. From secrecy, to research, to general situations. But, I,” He gives the look to you, the look that he also means the voice in his head. “I am, and will forever be grateful for everything you've done, and continue to do for Harry, Myself, and those around you.” He smiled, popping open the tiny black box. “Will you..” He chuckles nervously, as you stand finally realizing that he’s proposing to you. “Would you want to spend the rest of your life with me?” He takes another deep breath, keeping his eye contact with you. It all felt so fast, you didn’t have control of your happiness. You just stood there shaking your head ‘yes’ viciously, speechless. He grabs for your hand to put the engagement ring on your finger, and smiles getting back to his feet. You immediately go to grab his face and pull him in for a kiss, arms snaking around his neck when he kisses back. Peter and Harry letting you both have your moment. Standing there not completely sure where this had come from, Peter took a photo. Both you and Norman could care less. Once you pulled back and sat back down, with a massive smile plastered on your face. Norman and yourself were bombarded with questions from Peter and Harry.
“When did you two start dating?”
“A few years ago.” 
“Dad, Why did you keep this a secret?”
“I didn’t think you could handle it.”
“Do you mind if I turn this photo into J.J Jameson?”
“Go ahead.” Both Norman and yourself said. You smiled, you didn’t mind if your relationship was publicized now.
“Dad. How did you manage someone like her?”
“Science.” He chuckled. The CEO of Oscorp throws big parties. It was half true, when you and Norman had first met you had a very intellectual conversion about science. The other half was through Parker. That’s why he wanted him there when he proposed.
The questions made everything so… real. Everything was real, all of a sudden you stood back up. Looking at Norman and taking his hand gesturing to get up. You pull him into a hug, a massive one. You came back down to earth. And you came back hard. You were even more in love with a man you thought you couldn’t love more.
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ghnaim24 · 6 months
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Hello world of Tumblr 👋 is their anyone that is currently taking requests for Willem Dafoe characters both popular and underrated? Please, we need to give Willem some more love ❤️ for his characters 🙏
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greengoblinswifey · 2 years
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Green Goblin Headcanons
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•He's the cliché hates everyone but you.
•He's cold, and sometimes he can be cold to you but he has a soft spot for you. He doesn't admit it though but deep down, you can see it in his actions.
•He often takes over from Norman to terrorize New York and Spider-Man but in the occasions he doesn't, he does it to spend time with you. To have you to himself.
•Gobby is very possessive. Norman is too but he's next level. If you're at an Oscorp gala and another man even breathes in your direction too hard, his hand is bruising your hips. He'll even pull you in for a rough kiss to prove a point.
•Sometimes he wonders how and why you're still with him considering what he's done. It's not like he'd let you leave anyway but he still wonders.
•As said before, he has a soft spot for you. He may be a psychopath but he's still a bit of a softie. After a long night of crime, if he's wounded or injured in any way, he allows you to take care of him. He wouldn't let anyone else do it.
•After you patch him up, he allows you to cuddle up next to him. He has a hard grip on your body surely to leave a bruise but you don't mind.
•He loves to degrade you. You're his dirty little whore and he's sure to let you know when he's bending you over in a lab.
•He makes sure to tell you his much of a slut you are because you're dripping wet for a criminal, him.
•When you're being a bitch or talking back, his hand wraps around your neck. He gives you a warning look along with the choking that makes your pussy throb.
•He likes fucking you rough. The kind of rough sex that will leave you sore and have Norman apologize when he regains control. The kind of rough sex that will have you sobbing from pleasure, overstimulation and a bit of pain.
•Of course, you have a safeword, one that you don't utter often but as soon as that "green" leaves your tired lips. He immediately stops what he's doing and cups your cheeks. He's running your bath and searching for any bruise he's inflicted on you. Sometimes, he even allows Norman to regain control seeing as he's better at affection.
•Accompanying his degrading kink, he also likes to praise you. On occasion, you'll hear a "such a good fucking girl" or "that's my pretty girl, you're doing so well for me." He likes to let you know you're a good girl and you're doing great.
•He loves to compliment and admire your beauty too.
•Deep down, he's scared you'll leave him even though as already established, he wouldn't let you. It's just the thought of you wanting to leave and trying it that kills him. Why would you want him anyway? Why would you want to stay with a broken, insane, psychopathic criminal like him?l
•But you love him. You don't care what happens out in the streets and what he does, you know your gobby and he'd never hurt you.
•Speaking of hurt, he'd do anything for you. He'd hurt anyone for you. Kill anyone for you. Waiter was mean? He gets a shake down and a pumpkin bomb in the face. You get rejected from a job or fired? He's flying through the place cackling and throwing bombs everywhere.
•He protects you with his life. You are everything to him and he'll be damned if he let anything happen to you. You're a once in a lifetime kind of girl.
•Oh and he has a big cock. We been knew. And he knows how to use it, he knows how to have you gripping the sheets and writhing under him. Norman is great in bed but somehow the goblin is even better.
•His pullout game is strong but sometimes he wants to cum inside you. He loves the feeling and he knows how much you do too.
•Sometimes, he watches you sleep. Not in a creepy way, but in a "how am I so lucky, how is she so beautiful, does she love me for who I am, I need to protect her" kind of way.
•He always thought he was too cold, evil and incapable of love until he met you, you changed him, he's not as ruthless as he was before you and it scares him. "What is this woman doing to me?"
•He loves that you know him well. He finds it hot how you can immediately tell when he takes over even when he pretends to be Norman.
•You're obviously not allowed to go with him on his rampages in the city but one night, you disobeyed him and followed him, and you were so close to being seriously injured or possible dying if it weren't for him swooping in and grabbing you on to his glider.
•He yelled at you, not because he's angry--well he is but more scared and worried. You yell back asking him why it mattered to him and he yelled back "because I love you," there's a short pause, "and I can't let anything happen to you."
•Tears collected in your eyes and you told him that you loved him back. After you're home, he lays you on the bed and kisses you all over and for the first time, you don't fuck, you made love to each other
•He's sweet to you when he wants to be. He's unpredictable, one minute he's all over you, the next he's burying himself in work or some master plan to defeat Spider-Man.
•He wasnt affectionate until he met you, he's changed in some ways for you and he'll do anything to make you happy, even if it's illegal.
A/N: this is my first headcannon posted on my wattpad paulwalkerswidow22 xx
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