#doc ock fluff

[mushyblushyredhead]

The long awaited arrival!! (*^▽^*) PETER 2 GET GOT 👹👹✨

#mushysart #sfw tickling community #tickle art #tickle fluff #spiderman tickle #eeeee <3 #marvel tickle #ticklish!spiderman #ticklish!peter2 #lee!peter2 #ler!doc ock #mushyblushyredhead

[fandomnerd9602]

Olivia Octavius pouts as Y/N her spider person swings into the lab…

Y/N: Liv what’s wrong?

Olivia: my tentacles are arguing over which one you love more.

The four tentacles hiss and argue with one another…

Y/N pets each of them before grabbing Olivia by the hips…

Y/N: wanna go for a little swing?

Olivia giggles and nods…

Y/N swings off with Olivia in their arms…

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #marvel incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #spider man #spider society #across the spiderverse #beyond the spiderverse #olivia octavius #doc ock #doctor octopus #doctor octavius #isabelle fuhrman #spider person #spider totem

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

big compilation some of doc ock x rosie fantasy au art bc this story is dear to me

#yeah its that type of absurd au i was talking abt #gotham fandom beware #and barev dzes sp fandom #marvel fantasy au #marvel #spiderman raimi #spiderman 2004 #otto x rosie #curt connors #rosie octavius #otto octavius #dr octopus #doc ock #dr otto octavius #spiderman 2 #mcu #spiderman #fluff gentle stories my beloved #but i won't even try to explain this one #Avart

[vvaspoppie]

Otto Octavius: Instinctive

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sure, sure. My bad.”

↔

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

↔

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

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

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

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

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

“But?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tagging: @sargensliza

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[miguel-miggy-ohara]

OctoFang fluff: admiration

#spiderman #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel spiderverse #spidersona #doc ock #doctor octopus #meme #miguel x oc #Fluff #Gay #Oc x canon #Canon x oc #miguel ohara #Miggy #Mig #Octavius #Spiderman 2099 #Spiderman oc #spiderman fanart #Miguel spiderman 2099 #2099 #Spider man 2099 #Atsv #Itsv

[movieexpert1978]

I wanted to try and get back into writing so if anyone has any alfred molina character fic ideas please let me know.

#fanfiction #alfred molina #doc ock #otto octavius #fanfic #maxim horvath #andres galan #alfred molina characters #smut #fluff

[auroracalisto]

runs in the family

dad!otto octavius x gn!offspring!reader, 1.5k words tw: gn!reader, reader grows up thinking they don't have a dad, cussing, au!! doc has his arms and has his accident, but everyone lived and spiderman saved him because i said so. unnamed mother character. reader is said to be around 18. a/n: i am not a scientist. i literally took a cooking biology class in college so i have no idea what a lot of the scientific terminology is, unless i try to remember from my high school sciences. please bear with me. LMAO. this was requested by @loreoflemons—sorry it took me so long to get it done, but i hope it lives up to your expectations! also, thanks to @yn-ymn-yln for being my first reader <33

A father.

You had an actual father, and as much as your mother inadvertently tried to keep that hidden, it had come to light. Or rather, you found evidence, and then you made an effort to actually prove it.

The birth certificate you clutched in hand was enough to make your mother panic as she searched for the right thing to say, but you understood her well enough. As much as you wanted to be angry, you knew that she kept it secret to keep you safe, especially in recent years.

"I want to meet him," you said, staring her down as she stood there, gaping at you.

She hesitantly nodded, and you couldn't help your smile. She understood.

The day had finally come in which her worst fears would be recognized—but you were taking this far better than she had imagined, and she was grateful for it.

You had always known you had a father, but never did you think it would be someone like him.

Your mother almost hated that it was him.

He was an intimidating man, with his degrees and lumbering stature. The mechanical arms protruding from his back did little to douse the overwhelming feeling that your father was indeed none other than Doc Ock.

His accident had set him back years on his revolutionary work, but he bounced back from it with the help of his wife and those who had worked with him. Had Spider-Man not been there in his time of need, it's possible that he could have turned for the worse.

But despite his injuries, he didn't stop. He had a world to help, and the addition of these arms only proved to be beneficial.

That was nearly two weeks ago.

You stood in front of the laboratory door, paper with directions scribbled on them clutched in hand.

This was it. You were going to meet him.

What would he even say? It's not like you even knew if he would be in today. Your mother didn't have his number—it was a one-night stand, as she so kindly put it. They never exchanged emails, or addresses, or anything else you might have thought to mention. You only knew where he worked because of the mass number of newspapers that acknowledged his wondrous achievements.

You took in a deep breath and knocked rapidly on the door, eyes squeezing shut as you waited for an answer.

A short, "It's open!" was shouted, and you immediately walked in. Your eyes darted from each lab station. They each laid empty, save for the very last one where he sat, peering into a microscope.

The man pulled back, eyes settling on you. Confusion became him as he tilted his head, sitting his pen down as he did so.

"May I help you?"

His voice was far kinder than you had envisioned.

"Yeah," you said, crossing your arms over your chest. The thought of that being too brash ran through your mind. Quickly, you uncrossed your arms, awkwardly standing in the middle of the laboratory like a deer caught in a pair of headlights. "I, uh, you're Doc Ock, right?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Doctor Octavius, but yes. I do suppose my reputation precedes me, hm?"

"Yeah, it does," you said, clearing your throat. You hesitantly pulled on a smile, realizing that this was far more intimidating than you had wanted it to be.

Your mother had warned you that this wouldn't be easy. Maybe you should have just brought her along and let the doctor put two and two together?

That would have been so fucking awkward. You would have rather died on the spot.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked, genuinely concerned. The young teenager standing in the middle of his laboratory had managed to bypass all the other lab techs and doctors who roamed the hallways. Why were you even here? Were you friends with Peter? You couldn't have been older than twenty if even that.

"No, I just..." You paused. You just needed to tell him. He would understand. It wasn't rocket science—you were his kid. You had the proof in your bag if you needed it. "Doctor Octavius, you're my dad."

His lips parted as he went to speak, but no sound came out. His eyebrows furrowed and he stood up from his seat, mechanical arms frozen behind him.

"What?"

"Yeah... you know, eighteen years ago, you had a fling with my mom. She disappeared afterward, and then she had me less than a year later."

"And you believe I'm your father?"

"She put you on my birth certificate," you said, rummaging around in your bag for it. You told him your mother's name, and as you pulled out the piece of official documentation, realization struck him where he stood.

"You're her kid?" he began, a smile beginning to form. "You're my kid?"

You held out the birth certificate to him, but made no move to walk closer to him. He came over to look, his smile only growing.

"You really—you really are!"

He had always dreamed about having a child with his dear Rosie, even if she were unable to bear her own—she would be in for an earful when he went home that night. He hoped she'd take the news well (though he knew that she would; she was the love of his life, after all).

"You—we must talk," he began. "I'm sure I have so much to catch up on."

Your features softened and you began to smile yourself. This had gone far smoother than you believed it would.

"A hell of a lot, Doc."

You found yourself in the laboratory once more, staying out of the way of the lab techs who ran around, trying to finish up for the day. In the past month or so, you'd been in there at least twice a week, catching up with your father. You had years to talk about, after all.

Otto had planned on leaving far sooner that evening, and yet, he sat at his desk, clear glass vials sitting in front of him. Most had been filled, each with a combination of chemicals that just wasn't working for what he needed.

You leaned back in your chair, foot kicking the edge of the table you were near. A bag of jelly beans sat beside of a can of your favorite drink. Had you known you would have been here for this long, you would've just picked something up for you and Otto. At least then he wouldn't have had to worry about anything.

Takeout was starting to sound really good at this point.

"I'm sorry, dear," Otto said, looking up from the glassware with a frown. "I'm almost done, I promise."

He picked up his pencil once more, crossing through a formula on his notepad. Scribbling ensued as he worked through yet another, frustration marking each symbol written in soft graphite. While this should have been far simpler, he seemed to only be making it more difficult.

Your shoes scuffed against the tile flooring, forcing your chair into a little spin. You closed your eyes, head tilting back to face the fluorescents that smiled down at you.

"Have you tried cadmium sulfide?"

Otto's scribbling stopped. He slowly looked up at you, a sluggish blink following suit.

You stopped your spinning abruptly, leaning forward and grabbing a handful of your jellybeans. You looked up at him when you realized that he was staring. You held out your hand with a smile.

"Want one?"

"No," he began, quickly finding his voice. "That's... a good idea, Y/n," he said, confusion evident in his features. He said nothing more, immediately grabbing the substance and using it in his chemical solution. It seemed to do the trick as Otto's face melted into that of one that showed victory—he could wrap this up sooner than later, now.

You popped the handful of jelly beans into your mouth, continuing the spinning once more.

"Since when...?" Otto started, looking up from his desk once more.

"You never asked," you said. You stopped your spinning once more and grabbed your drink, grinning.

"I just... assumed that you wouldn't have an interest in science," he confessed, scratching the back of his head as he spoke.

"I've liked it since I was a kid. Mom put me in camps and shit," you said, fingertips tapping against the aluminum of your can. "You know you can go to forensic camps when you turn twelve?"

"You like forensics?"

"Nah," you said. "Well, toxicology. But I took what I could get. And the forensic camps were free for Brooklyn kids."

He smiled a bit and returned to write something else down on his notepad before he spoke.

"Glad to know it runs in the family."

You couldn't help but smile at the phrase—it did, indeed, run in the family.

You leaned back against your seat, nursing your can with a grin. Your father was one of a kind.

So were you—the world just didn't know it, yet.

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[gh0stb00-13]

Here is some cute couple shit of liss and olive. Olive Octavia is the doc ock of liss’ universe. Also I settled on the name amaryllis (liss) for her civilian form. Also no shading this time I’m tired.

#my art #artists on tumblr #across the spiderverse #spidersona #spiderman #doc ock #fluff #here’s some cutesy couple stuff before the angst

[lexlightning2002]

The wrong universe

Part five

Part 4 - Part 6

Angst incoming!

But also Fluff and sweetness alert! They FINALLY HUG😩💕 Norman definetely needed this <3

Tags: @thessm04 @huffle-ego @elderlyfish @greenmenace @rubbish78 @s1lvervultur3 @friendlyneighborhood-spiderblog @not-ur-mamas-mothman

#otto x norman #octogoblin #octoblin #otto octavius #norman osborn #fanart #fan comic #fanfiction #the wrong universe #they finally hugged! #green goblin #doc ock #green goblin x doc ock #fluff #angst

[mushyblushyredhead]

HEHEE I HAD to get Peter 3 next! >:3 Another victim claimed by Doc Ock! MWAHAHA! I feel like he wouldn’t last 3 seconds with those tickly actuators ehehe (*˃̵ᴗ˂̵*)

…Shouuuuld I get Peter 2 next?? 👀 ˚✧₊⁎( *｀ω´)

#tickle art #mushysart #sfw tickling community #spiderman tickle #sfw twords #tickle fluff #marvel #marvel tickle #lee!peter3 #ticklish!spiderman #ler!doc ock

[fluffcakeproductions]

hello! could i by chance request some hcs for usm!doc ock with an anxious s/o who's hoping to confess their feelings to him, but doesn't feel like he'd like them back? yandere or not, either is fine! thank you so much if you decide to write this, and no worries if not! ^^

Of course! Your request Sounds absolutely adorable, so I made this one cute and clean. If you want to get a spookier version, you can always ask ;)

You nervously twirled your fingers as you watched a lanky figure type on his large computer. "(Y/n), could you please make me a coffee?" He said and you got straight to work on making him the warm beverage, as your heart skipped a beat, your face slightly redded.

You were fired from your old job due to them losing a lot of their money, and you fell victim to their major clearing of the staff, so you went looking for a job, and after a series of events, you landed a job as an assistant at Oscorp. But it wasn't in the main building, no. It was directly under the Hudson River.

So that's where you were stationed at. You helped the scientist with his works and you were told specifically to tell the company about anything suspicious that he was planning. But so far it seemed as if he was only busy working on his own accord.

"Thank you, dear." He said and took the cup of coffee as you nodded and walked away. You didn't speak much as you were pretty anxious about speaking to him, and he could also get pretty scary sometimes.

He also had his gentle moments, where he was soft and caring, especially towards you. Now that you think of it, he would be sweet to literally only you. Those actions towards you coming from such a renowned and admittedly terrifying scientist, which resulted in you having a crush on him.

It was true, you admitted to yourself. You were absolutely helpless, you were too much in love with him. And the chances of him liking you back were little to none. Maybe he would only think of you as a friend. A helplessly in love little friend. It was probably a case of unrequited love you were unfortunately infected with...but there was nobody there to ever stop you as of now.

You eventually gathered the courage to write a confession letter. Even picking up the pencil up to write was something to make you break into sweat. Eventually, you sat up, took a deep breath and poured your heart out into that piece of paper. Starting out simple, before you then began to barrage the letter with all of your emotions let out in the piece of paper, making sure all your warm feelings were made clear in it, and finishing with the simple question of, 'Do you love me?'.

You stopped and put your paper down, kissing it and carefully putting it in a letter. You couldn't possibly tell him with you physically telling him, you would probably end up making a fool out of yourself, but you could write it to him, where he could read it and accept your feelings

Or not.

Now came the hardest part. Delivering the letter to him. This was your superior you were working for. He's had a lot happen to him, he's ever so slightly unhinged, and most importantly, he's far more older than you. He was obviously going to reject you, just like that. He was probably going to find someone who truly does admire him for who he is. Or someone else more important for him.

But still...

You did understand him. You knew him for the time you've been with him. He's amazing and you felt fluttery everytime you were near him and you think to yourself after long days at work, you can help him. But yet again, he probably could have never accepted you. Definitely never. But still.

How could you give it to him? You could have given it to him personally but still, he would have rejected it straight to your face, and yet you didn't know how to hand it over to him. If you told someone else to give it to him, he might take it and think they gave it to him! He could have rejected them, but still. What if he did accept them? What if he liked the letter so much he thought it was from them? What if-

You shook it off and grabbed your envelope and slid it in Doctor Octavius' pile of paperwork stacked neatly on his desk, sliding it in the middle. He would find it on his desk and then...you would be gone, as long as he didn't question it for too long. That would be the best case scenario, running away from your problem.

And so you left the envelope there, promising yourself to leave it there.

...

. . .

Except you didn't because everytime you were alone and near Otto's office, you grabbed the letter and moved it down until one day, the impossible happened. He did in fact, get to it and read it. He picked up the envelope while you were on your laptop, finishing some things when he found it.

"What a cute little envelope." He said, looking at the small paper with a heart shaped seal on it as he opened it found other things written down inside a paper. Things that made his once gray face brighten up.

"Oh...my..." He whispered as he looked at the letter once again, before his eyes slowly traced over from the letter to your small, small form.

He cupped a hand over his cheek as he looked at you blissfully work. "Cutie~" He muttered softly as he approached your tiny form, and you turned as you felt his eyes on you. Slipping off your ear buds, you closed your laptop gently. "Is there anything wrong, Doctor?" You said as he showed you the letter. "No, not really." He said and your face grew cold and tight.

"Uh, well..." You stammered and your face was growing hot and your mouth became dry. Although his expression was teasing, it still looked gentle and sincere, you still had your doubts. What if he did hate you? What if he was going to hurt you for your pathetic crush? What if...What if....

"(Y/n), I have also inhabited feelings for you, dear." He said calmly and you turned towards him and shook. "S-seriously?" You stammered and he nodded. "Of course I have. I myself planned to confess to you right after I had presented something important to Oscorp. I hate to admit it, but I initially thought as well that you might have found me repulsive, and thrown me out. However. You seem to also think the complete opposite of me." He said, and smiled. "You're very kind."

"Oh, thanks..." You said, as you nervously twirled a strand of hair. "Don't be so scared, little rabbit." He said, picking you up gently and bringing you close to him, an intimate move that you always wanted him to do with him, and he rarely did so.

You looked at his handsome face, as you didn't know what had occurred. 'Is this a dream?'

You asked yourself, staring up at his face, and he looked down at your own. "It's perfectly fine If you desire to kiss me. It's only natural." He said sweetly, in a tone that was very intimate. One that for sure you've never heard. You got close to him as you kissed his slightly cold lips, and he did so back, both of you enjoying the sweet moment of closure and love.

#doc ock #doctor octavius #doctor octopus #otto octavius #doc ock x reader #doctor otto octavius #reader insert #doc ock x you #cute #soft af #confess to him~ #love letters #sweet #fluff

[moonlightcrusader]

So I was looking up some spider facts for one of my fics and I found out that mama spiders stick their baby spiders to their belly and their back (I think?) before they go off on their own. And I read a fic where Peter 2 was said to be bit by a female spider so he has all these maternal instincts for Peter 1 & 3 that keep developing… and I was just thinking about this 😂😂

***

Otto, rubbing his eyes from sleep and walking into the kitchen: Good morning boys! What do you feel like eating today-

Otto blinks.

Peter 1 & 3 who are webbed to a still sleeping Peter 2’s stomach and back as he’s seemingly hauling them with ease : Help

Otto: *snorts* well well, I haven’t seen Peter 2 sleepwalk in ages! Why are you three bunched up together?

Peter 3: I’m honestly not sure and I don’t think I wanna find out. But I can’t budge!! He just stuck me to his back as soon as I tried to get out of bed.

Peter 1, squirming on Peter 2’s chest: Otto, you gotta help us. His webs are too strong and I’ve seen you rip them off before.

Ottos actuators squeak in mischief.

Otto: Why Larry, you are so right. They do look like swaddled up infants. *he approaches gently not to scare Peter 2 and pinched 1 & 3’s cheeks* How adorable!

Peter 1 & 3: Stopppp!

Peter 2, mumbling as he starts heading out of the kitchen: Grumpy…off to bed. Night.

Peter 1 & 3 squirming: SAVE USSS!!

Otto holding in his laugh: Have a pleasant nap with your protector you two!

#tobey maguire #peter parker #spiderman #spiderman no way home #moonlightcrusader #no way home #tom holland #andrew garfield #doctor octavius #doc ock #octodad #spider bros #spiderman fanfiction #spiderman fluff #writerscommunity

[wtfhasmy-lifecometo]

Torn Between

Pt.3

Requested: @my-lady-greensleeves

This is the last part and I really do hope you like this all ❤️ thank you for your faith and patience in me xx

This was, not what you were expecting, Otto’s breath hitched in his throat, you didn’t know what to think anymore, your voice muffled by the soft sweater that Otto was wearing, this kept you from sobbing even harder yet you could feel it all washing down onto you, making you want to cry harder, but you couldn’t, not now.

There was a second of silence before you heard a sigh of relief, “oh my dear, that’s nothing to be so upset over, I’ve actually felt the same way for quite some time.” Your breath hitched, you couldn’t believe it, Otto felt the same?! Your happiness cut short when you realized you still had more to confess, you looked up to see Norman sitting close by, running his hand on your back, attempting to sooth you to a degree. “Well, I… that’s where this gets more hard and confusing for me, and this is- this is where it gets much more difficult and sc- scary” your hiccups now present, “I’m, I’m also in love with you… Norman.” His hand stopped for a split second, before returning to its place.

Both of them looked at each other, both taken aback, you could feel Otto bring you even closer, “my darling… I’m not too sure why you didn’t tell us sooner, this is absolutely nothing for you to be upset about, if you had noticed, you’d see that we both feel this way, but I understand your hesitancy on this subject, it’s perfectly normal.” Otto did most of the talking, Norman sat back at let it happen.

“Sweetheart, as Otto said, this is nothing to be this way about, and, he is correct, I feel the same way about you too.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, you never thought this would happen, moreover this being a pathway to them also confessing. “I, I don’t know what to say, I, what do we do now?” You looked between the two of them, giving them quizzical gazes. “Weeellll, you could continue sitting here, upset and crying, ooorrrr you could make this situation become a real thing. It’s all up to you sweetheart.” Norman gave you a cheesy yet sweet grin, which in return, you gave him the same smile. “I guess I can say that I’d love to have you both as mine… as long as you would be alright with that, especially when it comes to sharing me.”

Your giggle causing a domino effect on them, as they had started giggling too, Otto was softly running his hand through your hair, you looked up at him to see his face contort into an expression, one of deep thought, “well, I’m not exactly one for sharing, neither is Norman, but I’m sure we can come to an agreement.” He looked down at you, giving you a toothy smile and a wink. Laughter erupting from your belly that you couldn’t help, you pulled yourself together and gave them both a kiss on the cheek, making them both blush like a madman. “Now that I’ve calmed quite a bit, what do you both say I make us some late night snacks, we fully talk this through, and you guys can stay the night since it’s going on 11 o clock at night.” And with that, your thoughts were no longer scathing ones, they were happy ones, you finally can breathe and be happy.

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[miguel-miggy-ohara]

WHO WANTS MIGUEL COMFORT???

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[latenightartist-author]

Question

Would anyone be interested in a Otto x reader see molar to the one I did with zemo a while back where she has feelings for multiple characters but chooses Otto since he’s not pressuring her into anything?

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[arthur-kingsmen]

Summary: A non-verbal drifter living in your van, you find yourself working the night shift at a diner in New York. Life isn't bad, but it's definitely about to change when you gain a new regular by the name of Otto Octavius.

chapter 24 is up!

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