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tawneybel · 4 years

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Imagine after almost being kidnapped by the Green Goblin, you decide to admit to Peter that you’re pregnant.

“Already? How can you be sure?”

Praying that this science geek didn’t know much about reproduction was a lost cause. Why did you let a rebound turn into a relationship?

“Before we started dating, I had a secret lover...”

“Please tell me it’s not Gobby’s.”

“No, of course not. But I think he’s planning on holding me hostage to get back at my, er-”

“Baby daddy.”

“Yeah, him.”

“Who is-?”

You sighed. “Norman Osborn.”

Neither of you spoke as Peter digested this information. “He dumped you?”

“No, and I didn’t find out I was pregnant until after we, ya know...”

“You left Mr. Osborn for me? For me?”

“...Yes.”

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fluffcakeproductions · 2 years

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“Yandere Ocks with a clumsy, oblivious, and kind s/o

Ultimate Otto

Always gushes at your adorable moments whenever you accidentally mess up, wether it be something you accidentally did or you escaping from him.”

…okay, this one made me laugh.

Imagine it: s/o could come up with a very elaborate and detailed plan of escape that is ready to go the second Otto’s attention is on something else, only for that to fail.

Then again in “Me Time”, he seemed to enjoy the chase of trying to catch Spider-Man, so this should be fun…for him.

There’s barely a side glance and a smirk from Otto as if daring s/o to even try. Run rabbit run.

321! LET’S GO-…s/o trips over literally nothing (didn’t s/o learn anything from Horror Survival Tropes 101?!) and falls face flat on the ground. Didn’t even make it two steps. So, s/o is just lying there. Honestly, turning invisible to hide from that embarrassing moment in life would be a godsend.

With that failure, Otto may or may not laugh/feel bad for laughing. Well it was sort of funny, but still, the ego is bruised.

A for effort

F in “what was that?! No, no. But it's not funny at the end of the day, is it?…do you want a hug?”

Haha, yes! I love this! I actually made a short story based on this because I love this idea so much!!

Failing at Escaping: (An Instruction Manual on how to NOT escape from your obssesive stalker straight outta the sewers)

You had an arm snuggling around you as Otto was busy working on some sort of plan, something that he was extremely proud of at the moment, as he knew this was something that Norman Osborn himself would never even dream to execute. His metallic arm chirped lovingly as it cuddled you. Of course, he still loved you, but he was busy at the moment.

Meanwhile, you had also been planning. You had a small pink notebook that you requested Otto to bring you. Luckily, he didn’t seem to suspect anything, and thinks you’re only taking a survival log. How cute.

“Well, Honey…” He said, and his arm sadly let go of you. “I have a mission to go on. I need to catch a spider, and quickly.” He said, leaning down and pressing his dry and cold lips on your soft cheek, enjoying the plush feel of it. “I must leave now, but I’ll be back soon. Don’t miss me too much, love~” He barely purred, sounding more like a very low hiss.

As soon as you made sure that he disappeared away from the base, you quickly went to your shared room, packing up your backpack, and you stuffed as many essetianals, and stormed out of there. Now, of course you had planned ahead, and you had A good idea on how to escape, and it was almost foolproof. You were to transverse a couple tunnels underneath the Hudson River, and maybe just maybe make it to a nearby sewage treatment plant, and get help. Of course, a trip like this would take hours, but you’ve been through Otto’s many nicknacks and found some sort of items that could help you get there faster.

You went to his sinister lab, and grabbed some large garbage bags, and began to wrap your bag through several layers, so it wouldn’t get too soaked for if you had to swim.

You had opened up the base’s door and made a run for it, running through the several underwater tunnels. You were running for a good while before you had began to get tired.

And at the worst possible time as well.

You had turned to see what looked like a metal tentacle just barely brush past you, and you froze, and looked to see if you were caught, which you luckily weren’t.

Thank effin’ god.

After you made sure that you had avoided him, you had to go with Plan B. Go to the quickest intersecting tunnel, and take the opposite tunnel, and find out which one he didn’t take. Then, you could continue running, and then after that, you could-

“Little rabbit~ Don’t think I haven’t noticed you~”

Oh fuck.

You turned to see Otto standing behind you, hungrily licking his lips as he loomed above you, hair dangling down, casting a menacing shadow, you feeling as if you are shitting yourself in fear, as you stared into the eyes of the beast. You knew one thing, He was going to enjoy this, but certainly not you.

You could still make it, and you weren’t going to go down without a fight. You turned away from his cold and piercing stare as you got ready to take a running sprint, and to leave his clutches once and for all. It was time to run and be free once again, and fight back against the forces of this insane doctor, and finally see the light once aga-

THUD!!!

Ouch.

You had tripped, fallen directly on your face, your nose throbbing and you had felt yourself heat up in embarrassment, and you would do anything just to have the ability to vanish from the face of the Earth.

Then, you heard a snort and a raspy giggle, and then a full on wheezy laugh, and you turned to see Otto laugh at your embarrassing fall, and you began to feel yourself be gently lifted up as he wiped a tear from his eye, and he began to settle down and calm himself down. “Oh…honey…hee hee…I’m so sorry…” He giggled out, and he pet your head, and fully calmed himself down. “I’m very sorry. It looks like you have been banged up pretty badly, honey. Now, let’s go back home.” He said, stomping away. “I’ll give you endless cuddles for the rest of the week, alright, dear?” He said as he nuzzled your neck.

“Perhaps now you won’t think of running from me.”

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tawneybel · 4 years

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Imagine Peter finding out the hard way that Norman has a crush on you.

“Misery, misery, misery, that’s what you’ve chosen. I offered you friendship and you- Okay, look, I’m pissed off ya rejected me, but the main reason I’m here is because we both like ______,” the Goblin explained, before socking Spider-Man in the jaw. “She’s too much woman for you to handle.”

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tawneybel · 4 years

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Imagine ending your relationship with Norman Osborn. He’s heartbroken, and the Goblin’s not going to let you get away so easily.

“You’re immoral enough to date me, decide you like my son better, break up when you know we’re both going to the same Thanksgiving, yet... You can’t steal Harry away from MJ?” Norman scoffed. “That’s not the ______ I know.”

His words didn’t so much hurt as annoy you. You came up here to be by yourself. Deciding you didn’t want him puncturing the silence again, you turned around to answer. Instead of the man who shouldn’t have been a sugar daddy, much less your serious boyfriend, was the Green Goblin.

“You’d be a good match for Harry in the public eye. But behind closed doors you-”

“-’d have me boinking my father-in-law? Yeah, I don’t think so.”

“See? Green minds think alike. But it’s too late for that option now.” He held up a thick tube labeled “CX. 00009.” “Harry can tell people his stepmom used to be his classmate.”

Schoolmate, you think, taking a step back. We never shared a class.

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tawneybel · 4 years

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Imagine being friends with Harry and secretly hooking up with his dad. It wasn’t serious on your part, so there’s not much guilt to be felt when you start seeing Peter Parker. At least until you skip a period.

Why didn’t you date Harry when you had the chance?! Sure, it would have been awkward after sleeping with Norman. But Harry Osborn probably wouldn’t have taken so long to get nak/ed, unlike Peter. (Unless your wimpy boyfriend had secret gestation-affecting powers, you doubted he was the father.) Anyway, if you’d banged Harry then everyone would have just thought your kid took after Grandpa.

If that wasn’t bad enough, the Green Goblin’s set his sights on you. Because he tried to abduct you after vaporizing those Oscorp members, it’s pretty obvious that he must have it out for Norman.

Why else would you be a target?

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