#doc oct imagine

[fluffcakeproductions]

S/o who is the assistant of Different Octavius’ are finally asked out after her superiors become Doc Ock

90’s

*This man was a scientist just starting his business, ridiculed and shamed by others.

*However you stuck through no matter what, and the man developed a somewhat obvious crush on you.

*He would always take you out to dinner after working at his lab and took you out on dates...well, he never told you they were.

*However one day, you were asked to go shopping for a few lab supplies at a store that was pretty far from his current lab, obviously Ms. Hardy gave you some money, but not enough for the proper supplies, so you would have to use your own money. (Something Otto really couldn't stand)

*And when you came back, the lab was in shambles.

*You of course did everything to find your superior in the rubble but unfortunately found nobody.

*However, somebody was watching...

It had been a couple of weeks since the incident and you were in a large mansion with Felicia Hardy, now working full time for Ms. Hardy as a simple housemaid. You were helping her with some laundry. You still though about Doctor Octavius and what happened to him. He was a kind man to you as you really did like him. Maybe in that way, you didn't know. Now that he was dead, or missing, you couldn't really sort out your own feelings.

"(Y/n)? Could you please get me my bathrobe? I'm going to be bathing soon." Felicia's voice rung out, and you turned to her voice. "Yes, ma'am." You said and tossed the rest of the clothes in the washing machine and shut it. You grabbed a clean bathrobe from the warm stack of clothes on the drying machine. You passed over the robe to her as you turned on the washing machine as suddenly, the doorbell rung.

"(Y/n), could you get that for me? I'll be there In a second." She said and you walked downstairs, as the bell rung once more, where you opened the door.

"Greetings Madam, I was wondering if you could bring Ms. Hardy to me?"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!"

You let out a scream as an enormous man- machine- you didn't know, barged in the house, enormous metallic arms from his behind easily breaking through the door as you backed away, running for Felicia's room as you had to warn her. Her mother wasn't home and you must have been the only maid home at the time, but surely some other butlers were home-

The door split open as the man stormed in, and Felicia opened the door to the bathroom and she noted the mysterious man and she pulled you in. She was in shock at the strange man. "Who is that?" She asked fearfully, and you looked to her as you suddenly got some strange feeling of remembrance of the man. You didn't know where you might have seen him before, but still...

The door to the bathroom split open as well, as metal claws tore open the door, and you stood in front of Felicia, only in a bathrobe as you tried to protect her. "Just end me already- if I can see my family, friends, and possibly Former Superior, I mean what's the use a against fighting a man like you?" You said, and the huge man stopped before looking at you. "(Y/n)... is that you?" His voice said, as he looked down at you, squinting down. "Huh?" You said, and he took off his glasses to look at your small form. "It is you...(Y/n), it's me! Well, not anymore, but it's me, Doctor Octavius." He said, and you suddenly realized it was him. "Doctor Octavius, it is you! But...what happened to you?" You said, and he stopped to pick you up with a tendril, lifting the both of you off the ground as you shook. "Oh, of course. I'll tell you. Ever since the accident, I found out with my arms that I can no longer wait to get impossible things when I can just take them myself now as Doctor Octopus. Now, nobody else will-" He said, and he stopped himself midsentance, as he slowly turned to you and licked his lips before grinning. "And now that I can just take what I want, I think that revenge can wait for now. I need to take back my beloved kleiner Assistent~" He said as he stormed away with you wrapped in an arm, probably screaming or enjoying the ride, depending on what your drift is.

Raimi

*As an assistant to the Octavius' You were treated well by both, despite being a lot younger than both, so you were sometimes mistakened as a niece or a daughter.

*You However told them you were simply an assistant but did somewhat understand why they thought that as sometimes you were taken in for dinner or they offered to take care of you. They were very sweet to you.

*The wife Rosalie, who let you called her Rosie was a kind woman who often cared for you on certain days, always making you lunch and let you relax in her home, often giving you some books as you left, and slipping in the occasional comic book you really wanted. She saw you as a daughter she could never have.

*The husband, Otto was still kind as well as you directly worked for him, and you helped him with his energy experiment. He was always encouraging you to stay at his home as well.

*He saw you as something else, and not as a relative.

*You stuck with the couple and did a lot of errands for them on your days off, to show you really did care about them.

*Everything was perfect.

*Until the fateful day where you saw your second parental figure's life be taken from that accident.

*Rosie shoved you away from the explosion, and you had left the scene with minor injuries, only a few cuts on your body.

*That night at home, you were mourning over the loss of the people you worked for.

*Gone forever.

Now that you were completely alone, you had more (uncomfortably) long free time, and made you look really lonely from a perspective, which made it easy for people to approach you and ask you out. One lucky guy was Brian Oliver. A man who asked you out a few days after the accident. You, someone who needed to fill that empty hole in your heart. Which brings you to today, about a week from the accident. "(Y/n), what's wrong? You've barely touched your Pudding."

You were having a date with him at a cafe. You looked down at the dessert and looked out the window, the warm scent of the small place waft down through the corridors. "I don't know. I have this weird lingering feeling that I've been trying to get rid of ever since..." You said and traced off, nervously twirling your hair.

You never really found Brian as a lover, just a friend who supported you, and you really wanted to tell him, but you wanted him to stick around with you for some time. Maybe you'll force out your feelings one way or another.

But then, you heard a strange sound.

"What's that noise?" You told him and he stopped to try to hear what you heard before suddenly, a car was tossed in the Cafe, and you flattened yourself on the wall behind you, trying to avoid it. You were grabbed by Brian and you held him as well in fear, as you confusingly looked out the hole where the car came from. "What the hell?" Brian asked, and you shrugged. "I don't know-" You said before you heard loud thumps and you backed away, as you saw a strange figure approach the both of you.

"Hello, (Y/n)~"

You shook under the man's figure. "Who are you? How do you know my name?" You said and he stood up, four enormous arms holding him up. "Well, your memory seems a bit foggy, doesn't it?" He said, grinning malevolently. "Don't you remember me? The man said, and you shook your head as he scowled and tugged his glasses off, and you took a closer look. "Oh my god."

"Doctor Octavius?" You whispered, before he smiled again. "Looks like you remember, my girl." He praised you, before turning to your date. "And you must be the boyfriend." He said, immediately frowning. "N-NO! I mean, I'm just a friend." He said, grinning awkwardly, turning to you for defense. "Yeah, he is." You said, and Otto grabbed your face with one of his gloved hands. "Then I bet you wouldn't mind if I-" He said before kissing you. Your eyes opened wide. "You're coming with me, sweetie." He said, carrying you away from the ruined cafe, Brian watching in horror.

Olivia

*This lady had already built up some sort of notoriety

*She always thought of you as cute, but you didn't really notice.

*You just thought of her as a teacher but everytime she saw you, burning feelings ran through her mind.

*But oh boy once the Kingpin got her to work for him a lot changed.

Coming home from another day at work was a breather after a lot of cramming towards more projects for Alchemax, and it did do something to you. You let out a small giggle, perhaps your mom was right, and you should have seen that chiropractor she booked you in. Perhaps Saturday.

You laid on the couch, looking at the TV, and watching something interesting, occasionally rubbing your back. That is, until the phone rang. You groggily stood up to answer it. "Hello?" You answered.

"HI, (Y/n), it's Olivia. I was wondering if you want to go out with me for dinner later today?" She said, and you looked at the time displayed on the clock, and you saw you had quite some time on your hands. "Uh...sure." You said. "Great. Then I'll see you then." She said and hung up. You rubbed your back again and told yourself at least a nice dinner would be easing some pain.

That night was very pleasant. You were having an interesting conversation with her about how the multiverse works, listening to everything she said as if your life meant it, until she had to go the bathroom.

Then, some men approached you and leaned down next to you. "Hey, lady. Do you perhaps work for Alchemax?" They asked. "Yes. I'm Doctor Octavius' assistant." You said, taking a bite of your food. "Well look, we're gonna try to keep it simple." They said and pulled out large guns and pointed it at you, and your eyes widened. "Hey- what are you doing..." You asked and their eyes darted towards the door. "Listen. We're going to kindly escort you out and you're not gonna tell anyone about us. We're gonna let you leave as soon as you tell us about everything you have about the collider." One said.

"I don't actually know." You stuttered, trying to convince them you were oblivious. "Well, if you don't want a hole in your pretty face, you better tell us now." The man repeated. "Never." You said and then they pointed their guns directly at your head. "Have it your way."

Suddenly, one of the men were slammed forward against the other man and their guns were dropped and dragged away. The men were looking around confused before something landed right behind you. "What-?" You said before a voice whispered in your ear. "Hold on." Was all they said. It sounded feminine.

You saw the men look at the person behind you in shock as they were quickly pulled away and slammed far into the corners by tendrils as you were being carried out of the restaurant where everyone watched, shocked.

"Wow, thank you." You said to your savior, turning around to see...Olivia in some strange get up? "Olivia? Is that you?" You said, and she shushed you with a kiss. "Actually, I'm Doc Ock. But only my enemies call me that. For you though, it's just Liv." She said. "We can talk about the rest tomorrow, but how about we go take you home, and get you a nice back massage as well as a bonus treat~?" She hummed in a tone that made you red faced.

You happily agreed.

PS4

*Being one of Otto's assistants was surprisingly engaging.

*His place had some good atmosphere and perfect for helping with him.

*Not to mention how kind he was around you. He was indeed a gentleman, even at his age.

*And also how he soon gained feelings for you. Feelings he was too afraid to tell you.

*However, as days progressed, he began to drive into some sort of strange obsession with a project he was working on, where you helped him in almost every way.

*And you grew pretty worried for him. You found out he had also created some other things without you or Peter's help.

*You tried to convince him to take some breaks and spend some time outside but he seemed to reject your suggestions almost painfully, him cringing whenever he declined.

*You eventually gave up and only watched in concern as he almost gleefully told you he gave you and Peter some days off as he was going to do his own work.

*You worridely stayed home, growing concerned with your supervisor's actions.

*Until you got the call.

That night, you arrived soon as possible, concerned for the older man. "Hello?" You said, looking around the insides of the laboratory you once considered one of your safe spaces.

"Oh! (Y/n)! Dear, you've arrived. Come quick, I need to show you something." You heard his enthusiastic voice ring out, you jumping in surprise. "I didn't see you there Doctor..." You said, following him as he was wearing that strange suit that he constructed for something or someone. "Look at this." He said, and you saw as enormous tendrils sprouted from his back, catching you off guard as he toward above you. "Come, I need to show you something." He said as he began to excitedly crawl up to the building where you followed suit.

After some struggle, you finally reached the top."What is this?" You said, looking at something glowing brightly at the top of the building. You approached it to find a table and some chairs, the table adorned with some candles and a sort of steak meal. "Doctor...did you make this?" You asked him, and he nodded. "Of course I did." He said, and used one of his arms to pull in one of the chairs in for you. "It's okay though. It was all a big secret I was planning for you!" He said.

You tried to look relieved, but those metal arms...this was all an elaborate attempt to get you to date him? Surely, you could have assisted him with preparations but-

How could you refuse this sort of date?

"Th-Thank you, Doctor..." You said, and he laughed. "Of course, of course. But please, call me Otto." He said, and pulled a chair over for you. "Take a seat. And let's enjoy this moment and watch over the city." He said.

"You know I'd love nothing more."

Tssm

*Alright This guy Is already very sweet already.

*He of course desires to be having a blossoming relationship with you.

*However, he is too shy to even speak a word to you, let alone face you about something as intimate as that.

*Something that he valued as well is how often you defended him from Norman whenever he was too harsh on him.

*Unlike his mother during his awful childhood.

*He resorted to doing some things such as following you home or on days off. Just so he can focus on asking you out.

*But oh, you were so...pretty...to even form coherent sentences to you on your days out were difficult for him.

*He always overhead some conversations you had with some friends, and when you described him as cute, his face was a bright red for the rest of the day.

*He made sure to listen in on conversations you had with friends, making sure you don't spot him when you follow him.

*So eventually he decided to make you a confession letter for you, writing countless drafts, each disappointing him.

*Finally, he had his finished version, and was ready to confess.

*Unfortunately, that day was the same his life was changed forever.

*And unfortunately, yours as well.

That night during the accident, Norman Osborn had informed you that Otto had told you to take the rest of the day off while he had to test out the reactor. You didn't believe him at first, but he assured you that he had, as he believed it would be too much for you, and he was fine alone.

Strange.

You left to go home. You did always care about the scientist. He was very kind and gentle with you, so you wished for him to be okay, and turned on the television, where everything was normal.

Until you clicked on the News channel, where you were shocked with the news report on screen. In Oscorp, A malfunction happened, where out of all scientists, only one disappeared. Otto.

Oh no...Doctor, what happened??" You said and quickly called in his phone. Once, twice, three times, five. None. "Please be okay..." You prayed silently, before you grabbed your jacket and rushing out. You didn't want Otto hurt, and you needed to find him somewhere near the lab, safe and sound when suddenly, you heard some strange scratching noises.

"What was that?" You asked yourself and stopped. You noticed you were still somewhat far from Oscorp. You could leave now, but you weren't sure if you could possibly arrive at the building. You looked around and noticed the city was pretty empty. Not a lot of cars or anyone around. You couldn't really tell as you walked backwards, until you accidentally bumped into someone.

You stopped and turned, apology already spilling out. "I'm so sorry, my back was turned I-" You stopped as you saw a man wearing a trenchcoat and had goggles looked at you, his face a brief scowl before his expression then blossomed into one of surprise, a deep blush spreading through his face. "Are you...my (Y/n)?" He whispered, before you took off running.

You felt cold at the sight of him, your stomach felt gray, dead. You saw him approach towards you with threating-looking metal arms, his fingers crossed between each other. "Now then, little assistant. No need to perceive me as a malleable threat. I mean no harm towards you." He said, grinning.

You ran away, not knowing what he was referring to, and you having some strange thoughts bubbling inside your mind, as if you knew him...

You spotted an empty trash bin not too far off and quietly climbed in, shutting the lid. "Come out now. You remind me of a frightened kitten. Perhaps you are in a sense." His voice now a lot softer as he began to disappear and trail away. You stepped out of the trash can and gazed around, safe from the mysterious man.

Patting yourself clean, you prepared to make a quick run to the back, as you ran, your face quickly slammed into something metallic and hard. You stopped to look up at the man. "Ah, (Y/n)~" He hummed out, practically elated. "Come to me, my dear." He said, picking you up with a metallic arm, where you struggled. "What's going on?" You asked fearfully.

"My love, why can't you recognize me? Silly little pet. It's me, Doctor Octavius. Though not anymore. I gave up that old and weak lifestyle." He bitterly said, before he perked up, letting a shaky breath. "But now that I've changed, I can be the better man for you. Strong, Powerful, and everything else perfect in a man. Doesn't that make you love me as much as I do???" He said, his goggled eyes obscuring the hearts blooming inside.

"No, if anything...Doctor, why didn't you tell me you loved me earlier? Either way I could have accepted you, and not by turning yourself into some sort of monster!!!" You said at him, and he stopped before his expression grew sharp. "Dear. I think you misheard me." He said and closed in on your ear.

"I never said you had a choice."

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[pondering-and-wondering]

Solar Eclipse Part Four

A Spider-Man Fanfiction

Previous Part

Summary: Peter Parker is your Best Friend and your mom is a nuclear fusion scientist who works closely with Doctor Otto Octavius.

Author’s Note: Here is part four!! I am once again thanking @dreaminrubies for inspiring me to come back to this piece which i love so so so much and she’s the greatest and everyone should go follow her and read her stuff. I know its been a while and I don’t know if anyone is interested still but i wrote it regardless.

Warnings: Death mention, depictions of grief

There were two confirmed dead and several injured on the day of the reaction failure. Rosalie Octavius and your mother were the two deceased. 

Time seemed to come to a halt. From the moment it clicked in your head, the moment Peter said “I’m so sorry” nothing had moved forward. Several gift baskets had made their way to your apartment door, and several letters, and sorry texts from aquaintances. But she was dead. There was nothing else to do or say. 

Peter’s presence at your apartment increased exponentially. You couldn't help but blame him for your mom, irrational sure, but there was nothing rational about the way she died. He told you he would be right out with her and he wasn't. In all honestly, there were a multitude of people to blame. Doctor Octavius, the entirety of Oscorp, maybe those terrifying actuators held the blame. But they didn't go to your apartment. They didn't apologize every time they saw you. They didn't bring you food and sit at the edge of your bed while you lay there motionless. But Peter did. 

So he bore the brunt of the blame.

You couldn't even tell how long it had been since the accident, your waking hours spent staring at the ceiling or sobbing, whatever you had the energy for. You heard keys rattling in the door, the rustling of plastic bags muffled by the wood. 

“Hey, I brought you some food my Aunt made. Nothing special but something for you to heat up.” 

Peter…the only other person who had keys to this place. 

You turned your body over to face the wall, unable to bring yourself to look at him. Who knew you could feel so cold toward Peter? Deep down you hated it, but what else was there to do?

Peter’s footsteps crept closer, getting louder with each step. You heard as he pushed open your door and made his way to the edge of the bed. All you managed a soft sigh as he sat, causing the bed to dip with his weight. His hand crept up to your calf, gently rubbing it.

“ I know you've been kinda silent lately, I don't blame you or anything… I don’t think I would talk to anyone either. But I’m still here, okay? I’m… I’m sorry all of this happened” he whispered. Like clockwork, the apology. If you had the strength maybe you would have accepted it. 

“ I wish I had some big important thing to say… I don’t. But I can’t just leave you alone, not now. Hell, I can tell you want me to but that wouldn't be right. Maybe it is my own selfishness but you're not getting rid of me that easy.” You could practically hear the expression on his face. The smallest of smiles, sad but hopeful, and those big brown puppy eyes that had always convinced you to do things you swore you wouldn't. If you looked at him now you would have folded, no doubt in your mind.

But you didn't move. You did not utter a word.

“ I’ll see you around, probably tomorrow if you don’t change the locks on me…you’ll get better, you have to” he whispered, squeezing your calf briefly before standing up. He looked down at you and sighed, feeling pitiful under his gaze. He walked slowly out of your room, leaving the door open a crack before walking out the front door and locking up. 

As his steps in the hallway got fainter you felt your heart well up, tears forming in your eyes. You tossed yourself over, laying flat on your back, and hugging yourself tight. Gasping for air, the tears fell out of your eyes and down your cheeks. One hand made its way up to your mouth attempting to stifle the cries you couldn't hold back. 

What were you doing? You just lost your mom, and your dad wasn't in the picture to begin with, so pushing away your best friend was next? He’s all you had left and you weren't talking to him. It wasn't his fault, it wasn't your fault. Placing the blame wouldn't bring her back.

You reached over to grab your phone, but you hadn't touched it in ages. Doom scrolling was useless when you already resided in the depths of your mind. The phone barely had a charge left, you chose to ignore that for the time being. With a few brief taps, you called Peter, holding the phone to your ear and taking a deep breath. He picked up the call immediately. 

“Hey oh my god you called” he whispered into the phone, you could hear the confusion in his voice as it shook. He paused, no doubt hoping you would say something.

“Come back…please?” you croaked out, your voice hoarse and weak. You panted softly, this being the first time you had spoken in days.

“I’m practically there already, see you soon” he responded. You quickly reached over to hang up, sniffling and rubbing your nose.

He would probably be over in ten, maybe you should try and look alive…somewhat. You crept up from the bed and stretched as big as you could, the blood rushing through your veins and awakening your body. Standing up, you rubbed your eyes and took a deep breath, padding over into the kitchen to see what Peter left you. A chicken noodle soup. Just like he said, it was nothing fancy, but something to have in your stomach. 

You would have started to heat up the soup if a familiar rattling at the door didn't interrupt. 

Peter opened the door and looked straight at you, his gaze softening as he realized you got out of bed. “Hey…you’re up” he noted, a faint smile on his face.

You nodded and put the soup down, padding over to him and rubbing your eyes. You looked into his eyes and felt the tears welling up again. Before sobbing outright, you wrapped your arms around him and hugged him close. You squeezed him tight and sniffled, his arms slowly making their way around you. 

“I’m so sorry” you whispered as you clutched onto his shirt.

“Don’t worry about that right now, there is nothing to be sorry for” he said softly as he rubbed your back.

“ I've been so cold to you, it's not fair…you're all I have Pete” you mumbled, “ It’s still not fair to you or me.”

“Well, I haven't held it against you, okay? Even though I like it when you speak…as long as you're here.”

You held onto him even tighter, letting yourself feel totally embraced in his arms. Who knew where Octavius was, or who was to blame, you had Peter and from there things could be better. 

#spider-man #spiderman #spider man #spiderman 2 #the amazing spiderman #spider man x reader #spider man x you #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #tasm peter parker #otto octavius x peter parker #otto octavius #dr. otto octavius #Doctor Otto Octavius #otto octavius x reader #doc oct #Doc Ock #Doctor Octopus #Doctor Octavius #Doctor ock #doc ock x reader #doc ock imagine

[future-boi]

Oct 2023

Doctober 2023 prompt #21: Improvement!

Also, HAPPY BACK TO THE FUTURE DAY!!! 🔥🔥🔥

Inspo for this prompt:

July 2020

This is a redraw of Doc, Marty and Einie from this piece I made ~3 years ago [also made it my first post on here!]

ALRIGHT, here's the part where I talk about the art for paragraphs on end.

So I noticed that I had more of a western (comic book-y?) style in the 2020 version. But you can clearly see the anime inspo in the 2023 version. I've been watching Astro Boy 2003 (why? long story) and a couple of Studio Ghibli and Otomo movies. So it tracks... had no idea it'd influence me that much tho... 🤔 crazy

but LOOK, I did Einie justice this time 😤 lesgoooo 👏👏👏

imagine if everyone likes the 2020 version better 😫 i'll exit the mc server i aint playin. I mean the 2020 version is still "good" but uh could use some more polish. but give past me a break, the old set up was a pain to work with ngl [wacom intuos tablet].

I feel like there's still a lot I need to improve on, and that makes me excited to keep goin 🤩

bUT LET ME TELL Y'ALL HOW HARD IT WAS TO FIND THE MOTIVATION FOR THIS. IDK IT JUST WASN'T THERE. I WAS STRUGGLIN'. FIGHTIN' FOR MY LIFE AND BY LIFE I MEAN ARTISTIC MOTIVATION.

BUT I PULLED THRU 💪😤 got thru a mad headache just to get this in on time.

But I'm really proud of it, so likes and reblogs would mean a lot to me 🥺

#back to the future #bttf #doctober 2023 #marty mcfly #doc brown #einstein #back to the future day #my art

[krispyweiss]

Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Day No. 3, Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, Oct. 1, 2023

Not only are they fascinating to watch, hummingbirds have fantastic taste in music.

How else to explain the little avian hovering about Sierra Hull’s soundcheck and late-morning set at the Banjo stage on Day Three of Hardly Strictly Bluegrass?

Little birdie picked a good place to flutter around as Hull and her band played an energetic bluegrass-with-drums set, which Mr. and Mrs. Sound Bites took in in full after catching a few songs of Jon Langford & the Bright Shiners’ Scottish protest music at the Rooster.

Peeling off to catch parts of sets would be the theme for a first day of October stacked with outstanding performers who put the Hardly Strictly in the formerly Bluegrass-only fest inside San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park.

But first, a full set by Eilen Jewell - playing a guitar borrowed from Chuck Prophet - on Rooster, which found the singer and her band playing tracks from Gypsy and Get Behind the Wheel and simply slaying with a note-perfect rendition of Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Green River.” Guitarist Jerry Miller is nearly as important as Jewell to the band’s success, adding twangy, country-rock spice to Jewell’s songs of love and adventure.

Then, back to the Banjo stage where musical chameleon Gabby Moreno served up slices of cumbia and American rock ‘n’ roll back-to-back and sung them in Spanish and English.

After a quick visit to Prophet and the Mission Express on Rooster, the Sound Biteses floated over to Swan for Valerie June. Wearing a loud orange outfit and backed with pedal steel, organ and rhythm section, June spun an impossible-to-categorize web of funk, soul and Americana while playing banjo and acoustic guitar and meting out songs such as “Call Me a Fool.”

Peeling off once again, the Sound Biteses were back at Banjo in time for the Travelin’ McCourys, with Punch Brothers/Might Poplar (whom we missed in favor of Emmylou Harris) banjo man Noam Pikelny filling in for Rob McCoury, and a blistering set of pure bluegrass that included “The Shaker” and “Scarlet Begonias,” with a triple-time back end, filling the park the Grateful Dead played so many times.

“Seems appropriate,” Ronnie McCoury said as your diarists peeled off yet again to the tiny Horseshoe Hill stage, for a packed 100th-anniversary tribute to Doc Watson by Mitch Greenhill, playing one of Watson’s guitars, Nora Brown and Stephanie Coleman with guest slots from Andrew Marlin, June and Langford.

“Summertime,” June’s rendition of “Handsome Molly,” Langford getting the lyrics to “Tom Dooley” from a piece of paper and “Southbound” were all on offer. And it all ended with the glorious experience of a couple hundred people singing “Keep on the Sunny Side” under the foggy skies and tall trees of Golden Gate Park.

After this life-affirming interlude, the Jerry Douglas Band was pushing blues-rock and jazz flecked with bluegrass on the Swan stage. Another peel and back to the Banjo where Rufus Wainwright played solo-acoustic and his singular voice wafted across the large expanse to the Arrow stage where Tommy Emmanuel dealt the festival’s penultimate set to a relatively small, but appreciative, hard-listening audience.

Gasps filled the air as Emmanuel played inhuman runs on his acoustic guitar on such songs as “Sixteen Tons,” “Deep River Blues” and “Blue Moon.” He introduced a phantom band as he played a bassline, then percussion and rhythm before adding lead and left the audience agog as he played them simultaneously. He wrapped up his portion with the instrumentals “Imagine” and “Beatles Medley” as Harris began her closing set back where the day began on Banjo.

With a four-piece band of multi-instrumentalists behind her, Harris concluded HSB in grand style. “Miss the Mississippi and You,” “Pancho and Lefty,” “Hickory Wind,” “Evangeline” and “The Boxer” all filled the cool, early-evening air and added a extra layer of wistfulness to the end of Hardly Strictly Bluegrass 2023.

Read Sound Bites’ Day One review here

Read Sound Bites’ Day Two review here

10/2/23

#sierra hull #jerry douglas #eilen jewell #chuck prophet #the travelin’ mccourys #valerie june #tommy emmanuel #emmylou harris #doc watson #rufus wainwright #gabby moreno #jon langford

[hollowsart]

I just thought of this, does doc oct ever look at Acedia and see his dear Rosie, like does she reminds him of her?

If we're talking movie!Otto, then uhhh.. perhaps??? Idk.. hard to say.

But if we're talking /my/ Otto specifically, my little guy has never had anyone in his life like that before. Lonely little man. He's never had his own "Rosalie", never had a wife.

I can imagine movie!Otto maybe fondly reminiscing after introductions with Acedia by my Otto. "Not a Rosie, no, but the love is there all the same." Is perhaps a thought he'd have.

#doc ock #spidersona #idk how else to tag this but I may as well tag it #this is definitely an interesting question

[onyxmistkes]

Just imagine: Varian grows up even taller than his dad, BUT, he's all thin gaunt and gangly

if he grows to be taller than his dad I fear he may become synonymous with a tube man lmao

...or slender man actually.. I don't doubt that he could make mechanical tentacles Doc Oct style 🤔

#you may have just given me an art idea #and the motivation to finally learn to draw machinery #tangled varian #tts varian #answer #answered

[buzzzzleeebeeee]

More for my NTU Spider AU

I'm still working on the acronym because I don't want to spell it out every time, ntusau is still a lot tho.

Going back to my previous idea with Danny having a symbiote instead of spider powers, I imagine it would play out like this:

We start somewhere in the middle of Timmy's story and at the beginning of Danny's, Timmy has already been bitten by the spider and Danny has no ghost powers.

Danny is visiting his aunt and uncle (Cosmo and Wanda) for a little while because his family's house had been over run by ghost and now it needs to be spiritually fumigated, so he's staying with them in the meantime.

He's excited to see his cousin Timmy because they haven't talked in a few years, however Timmy is very flighty and doesn't stick around them for too long before he jets off to do whatever secretive business he's got going on. While his parents and his family chock it up to him being a teenager and wanting to be by himself, Danny thinks it's a little weird and follows him the next time he runs off.

Danny loses him but he does find the local Spider Man fighting Doc.Oct, they're both playing tug-a-war with a vile of black goo. It falls and smashes at Dany's feet, but the two don't seem to notice that they don't have the vile in their hands anymore.

Queue scene of Danny fighting with the symbiote suit.

The next time Spidey and Oct are set to duke it out, our beloved Spider man doesn't show up but Venom does. Doc Oct recognizes the symbiote and thinks it would be interesting to see how it functions now that it has a host and puts a tracker on him, Danny rips him a new one.

Eventually through something funny or something heartbreaking Timmy finds out his cousin took in the symbiote, and once their house is done being spiritually cleansed he leaves with the symbiote in hand to use against the ghosts that plague his home.

I think this would be a good origin story for ghost Danny in this universe, instead of having 2 spiders he just has the symbiote.

I don't think it would be fair to have Danny's symbiote be full on Venom like how he is in the movies, I think his symbiote just influences him instead of talking and persuading him to do things. While the regular Venom is a fully sentient being that talks to Edie, Danny's Venom is more like a dog he can understand the thought process of. They transform the same tho, because I think it would be really cool to have the ghost form morph around him.

Danny calls his symbiote ghost, and the suit his ghost form :]

And @little-pilot-dog thank you for your comment, you have no idea how happy it made me <3

#nicktoons unite #timmy turner #jimmy neutron #danny phantom #spider au #ntusau #? #I'm working on the abbreviation

[idiot-mushroom]

thinking about our spidersonas interacting and mine has trauma with doc ock from being vivisected so I think it would be funny to imagine them meeting and mine finding out about yours' partner

ah geez, my doc oct would probably leave your spidersona alone outta respect but i feel like they would HAVE to interact at some point which would not be fun for either of them (bc of all the awkward

#ask reply #love my moots

[dearest-painter]

During a therapy session

Alastor! reader: Hello! I know you indeed forgot to eat and I cook my mother wonderful recipe Jambalaya!

Immortal therapist! reader: I don't need to eat, doe eyes.

Alastor! reader: https://pin.it/9OcTsRf

Mitsuri! reader peaceful making sakura mochi while everyone is fighting: https://pin.it/6Y59iwZ

(Stanley! reader being a little shit)

Stanley! reader : "Innocently" smiling while giving doc oct! reader a coffee

The coffee: https://pin.it/42ucztQ

Harvey trying to calm down doc oct! reader: https://pin.it/7CFi37X

Player! reader playing the flute to try making nezuko! reader fall asleep.

Toga! reader slowly lifted one of their blood-covered hands and bit their nails. Nagini! reader reacted quickly and grabbed their hand, making the barely dry pool of blood.

Nagini! reader: Do not do that. Who knows what kind of disease their blood may contain.

Tsuyu Asui! reader and uraraka! reader like to eat watermelon and talk about the life together.

Everytime time traveler! reader visited another alternate universe of reader: https://pin.it/61ry5mn

You know how in the across the multiverse where there a team of Spider-People known as the Spider-Society and its led by Miguel O'hara, yeah imagine that but with alternate universe of reader (I don't who should led tho,maybe the first ever reader that been created)

I fucking love this so much, it’s just amazing. And..I honestly don’t remember the first ever reader I made as they’d be a very long time ago but I love this so much!

#✉️mail arrived✉️ #genderfluid enity answers!

[dreamyimagination101]

Nevermoon and the Midnight Realm Masterpost!

Hello! In this post, you can find where to read all the chapters for my original story Nevermoon and the Midnight Realm, as well as the Nevermoon Discord Server, and more!

"Welcome to the mysterious town of Mist View. Known for it’s paranormal stories and ghostly hauntings. When six teenagers discover magical pendants, they travel to a world beyond anything anyone could imagine. However, the wicked Cyrus Shade has escaped from his ghostly prison and things are flipping upside down. Way down. Can these teenagers put Cyrus back in his place before his ghostly army reigns supreme?" Warning: This fantasy story is self rated PG13 for it contains violent deaths though it does not contain dirty language. ~ Who are these six teenagers? Introducing: Lucius, Kirsty, Ivan, Jade, Ritchy and Rose! Each one coming from different places. Each one having to face many challenges as they learn to work together as a team. From self acceptance to the rights versus the wrongs. You can read all the chapters on DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/dreamyimagination101/gallery/81941080/nevermoon-and-the-midnight-realm

And on Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/234622739-nevermoon-and-the-midnight-realm

As of right now (Oct 18, 2022), the story is up to chapter 12, but more chapters will be coming in the future. It's nowhere near finished. ✨✨✨✨✨

On Tumblr, I drop an update every time a new chapter is added, as well ad DA and Wattpad. I also drop updates on the Nevermoon Discord Server too!

"Wait, your story has a Discord server dedicated to it?"

It sure does!

Wanna join? Just click below!

This server is LGBTQ+ friendly, D.I.D friendly, and Furry friendly too! We have many fun things including: 🌈Colorful name roles themed to magic pendants! 📖A section where you can learn about the story and meet the characters! 📈A leveling system where you'll be able to unlock cool features! 😌A calm chill chat for when general gets too crazy. PluralKit for our friends who have D.I.D ⚡PokeTwo, and more!

Once you join the server, there will be verification. It's to keep the trolls from invading. In order to gain access to the other chatrooms, here's what you've gotta do:

1: You've gotta read the rules. Super important! 2: You've gotta make an introduction. It doesn't have to be much. We have an introduction template that all members use. It's very simple! Just fill in the blanks! No Google Docs required!

Finally, step three. 3: You've gotta find the code! Once you've found it, add it to your introduction where it says code. Easy-peasy! 😄

Once you've finished your introduction, you're all good to go! 👍

Psst! You don’t need to read the story in order to join! That’s only if you want to! You don’t have to! This server is themed to it though and it might help you understand the server better if you do! That’s all up to you. I’m just saying. Also, no NSFW please. This is a safe place! We don't need that dirty stuff here! Nah! Eww.

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I'm also on Toyhouse! Over there, I post my characters! Though many of them are a work in progress with more info coming soon! There are Nevermoon characters over there as well! If interested in learning about them more, here you go!

(Helpful tip: Some Nevermoon characters also appear in other stories of mine! Because of this, some will appear in the Multi-Universe folder!)

✨✨✨✨✨ Of course, I'm also on YouTube! As well as other places. On YouTube, I'm currently doing projects where I'm reading the story to you! So far, only the prologue is finished, but hopefully one day, more chapters will come!

As of right now (Oct 18, 2022) I'm still working on the bloopers video for that. I messed up a few times, and I thought it'd be fun to draw out the messed up scenes! 🤣

Anyway, thank you so much for checking out my story! It really means a lot to me! 🙂

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[fluffcakeproductions]

Yandere Raimi/ 90s/ TSSM/ Ultimate Ocks & The Silent Treatment from S/O

No idea what could lead up to that. Either S/O is 100% done with the whole being kept in the lair cuz of their yandere or something.

Yandere Raimi/ 90s/ TSSM/ Ultimate Ocks & The Silent Treatment from S/O

Raimi

As usual, the “sweet husband” that he called himself had lowered yet again his work time, and was even more cuddly with you than before. Invading your personal space constantly and cutting off most of your few liberties. 

“Honey, I made Chocolate chip Waffles! I know you love them.” He said, as he served you a plate on the rickety table, the scent of the warm meal along with a blend of hazelnut on the coffee he served you, handing over your cup while giving you a kiss that was a little too sloppy, you must admit. Otto used his tentacles to sit you on your chair, before opening up a newspaper he stole. A sick mockery of a true wedded couple. 

“My, My, dear. What a surprise, 3 months later and they still haven’t found you. Those officers do quite a miserable job at searching for you.”

…

You continued to slowly eat as he continued to talk to you as he read the bugle, occasionally pausing to eat or to take a smoke on his cigar, and you miserably continued to eat. “Darling? Are you not feeling very talkative or are you ill?” He asked.

…

“I’m guessing the first one, you cheeky little squid.” He said and continued to nonchalantly talk, and you continued to be mute to him for the rest of the morning, where your small scheme actually worked for some time, as Otto had backed off for some time, but unfortunately, he came back, a little irked.

“Dear, I know you’re feeling a little down, but if you tell me what, I’ll leave you alone, just a little.” He said, and you ignored him, reading your comic book. “Please. Tell me what’s wrong.” 

…

“What is it? Can you tell me please? Just tell me, honey. I care for you.” …

“Come on, sweetie. Please, just speak to me!”

…

He was getting close. 

“Speak to me, please!!!”

No. 

“LOOK AT ME, DAMMIT, LOOK AT ME!!!” He yelled, pinning you down as his normal   brown eyes had became unnaturally scarlet, a shadow overlooking his face, but you can see traces of rage on his face. 

“Just please….let me see my family again…” You said shakily, and he then backed away, his expression softening up. 

“Oh sweetheart, but this is your family!” He said, and embraced you, wrapping his entire self around you. “The only one you need~”

90s

Laying Down on your bed, tablet open, you were typing on your computer, playing around with it. “Are you having a good time? He asked rather harmlessly, to which you didn’t answer to. “Oh, you’re probably in your own space. In that case, I’ll leave it to you. How about this, I’ll make some tea for you while you play around.” He said, and left you. 

You were quite surprised that Otto had left you alone, and you had decided that you could probably score some loneliness time, where you could try to not be constantly bombarded with attention and perhaps hatch new escape plans.

However, Otto returned as promised with the tea, and you had to try out your plan/ “What would you like? Sugar, honey, milk-“ He continued on and on, and you didn’t say anything. 

“Did you listen to what I said? Or would you like me to repeat?” He said, and you didn’t say anything. He smirked and pulled up his glasses. “If you don’t speak, then I’ll make you speak.” He said, and you let out a cold shiver. “Okay, okay.” You said, and he backed away. “Alright.” He said, and he set out the tray of tea out for you. “Now, what would you like?” 

TSSM

You pitied your captor. You actually did. He was a nervous little man, and you honestly didn’t want to hurt him in any way, and yet he didn’t hurt you either. It was just that he was getting more…unstable.

You would hear faint scratching and pounds in the basement, and he would tell you that it was most likely a rat, or some other thing, and then he would also be unexpectedly awake when you were sleeping and just stay awake for the rest of the night, staring at you, and only taking you out when there was literally no one else. This was one of those times where you were watching television with him, and he was closely next to you, as he occasionally fumbled around with his hands, and he was snuggling up close to you, and you could tell he was trying to ask you something, and you could see him sweating a little, having a small grin.  

“Honey…I was wondering…” He said, and you chose not to face him, as he was going to most likely ask you something important. “I was…wondering if…would you like to go on a spring vacation with me?” He asked, before you chose to answer, you considered the worst. 

This is it. 

 Therefore, you didn’t answer. 

“Are you not into it?” He asked. 

… “What’s wrong? Why won’t you answer?” He said, grabbing your arm and shaking you rather strongly. “ANSWER ME! PLEASE!!” He yelled. “Did I do something wrong? Do you hate me that much?” He asked. “No.” You said, and he stopped to look at you, tears on his face. “I think that idea is wonderful, Otto. But I think you should calm down.” You gently spoke to him about how his sanity is probably loosening, and you needed to take care of the poor guy. “Just tell me what your intentions are, and you’ll be fine.” You told the scientist. 

“Your true intentions.” 

Ultimate 

Another day trapped in the Doc’s lab was going to kill you, wasn’t it? Even though he was a somewhat decent man around you, he was going to crush you with all of his “love”. 

“Daaarling~~~” Otto purred, him moving close to you, and you decided it was best to ignore the abomination of a man close in on you, wrapping his tentacles around you. “Honey, speak to me~ You haven’t done so in so very long~ And I miss hearing your adorable voice~” He said, his greasy hair covering some of your face. 

You didn’t speak, trying to avoid the man’s over affectionate calls towards you. He gently stroked your head as he pressed his face on yours. “Little bunny~ You’re playing hard to get again, aren’t you?” He said, and you looked away, trying to stay away from his face as he looked at you confused, before he grabbed you with his disgustingly malnourished hands, nails scraping at your soft cheek. “I want to hear you now, dear. I don’t like it when you act so ignorant against me, honey.” He said. 

You didn’t speak, and Otto frowned. “(Y/n). I want you to talk now.” He said, and stared at you, counting down slowly, and you decided to ignore him, as you didn’t want him to sound as if he’s won, before-

“AOW!!!” You screamed as you felt your neck be bitten, and you tried to pull Otto away from your neck, but his tentacle tighten on your arms, squeezing you slightly. “ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, I’LL TALK!!!” You yelled and he let go, as you saw that it was the real deal, he had punctured your skin and it was bleeding. He tightened his grip on you a bit, watching some of the blood pour out, as he was hungrily looking at it flow. 

“Jesus…okay, I’m sorry! I should’ve spoken sooner.” You said, trying to sound as considerate as possible. “I’m sorry.” You repeated, and he patted your head. “Now now, darling. Calm down.” He said, and loosened his grip. “Don’t do it again, okay sweetie?” He said and walked towards his bathroom. “Let’s go patch you up, honey.” 

#imo I did a terrible Job #im so so so sorry #tssm doc ock #doc ock #doctor octavius #doctor octopus #otto octavius #doc ock x reader #doctor otto octavius #reader insert #doc ock x you #yandere doctor octopus #yandere x y/n #doc ock imagine #doc oct #doctor ock #doctor octopus x reader #waahhhh #yandere x you #yandere+doc+ock #Yandere Otto Octavius #yandere x reader #dr octopus #dr otto octavius

[gldnfng]

April 29, 2020

a return to love less alone society is sick if your not going your not winning that whole mentality the pressure it’s a lot i’m glad u felt it and feel it that was so heartfelt and beautiful, thank you for receiving it and sending it right back out hehe my days yes oh living alone omg i needed it my place is super small but like perfect for right now and what i needed meat, i can’t live w ppl who eat meat just rn i am so thankful for this precious time to cultivate myself we change so much and i’m so happy to have space to honour this new self i am being/occupying/living it’s rly nice bike rides so many bike rides hehe the job yes omgosh, so happy i got it cus i just can’t imagine editing for $ like for necessity i can’t inhabit other worlds in that way it’s sooo personal for me it’s like living in someone else’s home so instead cus the CERB i reached so fortunate have my bills paid the rest of the time to read and edit i felt like this past like since august september i’ve been like chasing like this idea w my doc which is and has continued to be one of the nourishing an rewarding and challenging but hf empowering like i can edit anything yenno -acting it’s just been so good and healthy so yeah chasing just like jobs for rent but also like self worth and i feel rn myself settling like i got set up for the next 6months n that’s chillll and well see i’ll live somewhere else by sept or oct but for now it’s all good and career wise ya the sacred work awww it is a bit like intrusive but like, reading about your inside stuffs u know but i’m happy for u to see and understand and it helping me understand so much more like knowing astrology and stuff it’s helpful to know how to communicate w u and how to see u better and show up for u better which! speaking of, what’s ur mercury in??? meeting myself again and again love you foreverererwrerrrr n art oehehhooooeh so fun i painted jellyfish upside n it was so nice to just feel my way thru something and it’s nice u know back to my living situation, it’s so nice to be in a space of beginning, and imagining like i can’t wait to have a space to do art but what’s so great is being able right now to notice this desire- an art space- and watch how my life orients itself to having that like how a sunflower lifts it’s head to the sun i can feel at the tips of magic like, i am creating the path that’s in front of me responding to needs as they arise desires as they arise it’s just an interesting way to live and it’s trippy to think too, like across this land mass u r in a similar state of being in a new space and being with yourself and it sounds like rly honouring yourself, this precious time we get to have w ourselves it’s comforting to hear you are doing this cus it’s hard, like it’s not always easy, but it’s cool to me that we both feel this call or are in this situation and using it to rly yeah just be with ourselves i love that i think about new years and like how 2020 is a reset year for how we were alone together in the most beautiful way like we rly carved out time to be w ourselves and whether on purpose or not we are remaining tru to that intention carving out time to be w ourselves this is a gift of the times we r in mm it’s so nice to think of us in our own ways doing this work heheh reflecting and processing body positive

[pattonkessler97]

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#Irvine News HQ

[krispyweiss]

Sound Bites Presents: The Best of Hardly Strictly Bluegrass 2023

Editor’s Note: the 2023 edition of Hardly Strictly Bluegrass ended one week ago today. Having returned to backward Oiho after a glorious three days in San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park, the blog recounts his favorite sets of the festival. Read Sound Bites’ full coverage here, here and here; and see more photos here, here and here.

Rickie Lee Jones - Horseshoe Hill stage, Sept. 29; Banjo stage, Sept. 30: Given 45 minutes for her festival-opening reading from “Last Chance Texaco” and another hour for music the following day, when she played the titular song from her 2021 memoir, Jones got more stage time than any other performer. And she put it to good use. After sound-checking with a snippet of “The Horses,” a high-spirited Jones read excerpts about her time as a 14-year-old hitchhiker in California and how her admiration of the hippie ideal eventually turned into contempt. She closed the session by playing a solo-acoustic version of “The Moon is Made of Gold,” a song written by her father.

The following afternoon, Jones and her band played to a ginormous crowd - “I haven’t seen so many people in front of me for so long,” she said, clearly enjoying the moment. Crooning at the mic on “One More for the Road;” playing guitar on a New Orleanian rearrangement of “Danny’s All Star Joint;” sitting at the piano for “We Belong Together;” and playing banjo on an untitled work-in-progress she had unveiled two nights earlier on guitar at the benefit for Camp Winnarainbow, Jones was effervescent and as appreciative of her audience as they were of her. Sound Bites obviously doesn’t know Jones, yet it made him so happy to see her so happy over the three days of performances he and Mrs. Sound Bites witnessed. Rickie Lee, gold.

Tommy Emmanuel - Arrow stage, Oct. 1 - Allotted a criminally stingy 50 minutes, Emmanuel was the only solo-acoustic act to make an audience stop talking and simply gasp at what they were hearing and seeing. That’s because he is a band unto himself and he introduced his phantom accompanists while playing bassline, percussion, rhythm and lead simultaneously on his acoustic guitar. “Sixteen Tons” and “Nine-Pound Hammer” found Emmanuel singing; “Imagine” was instrumental save for the audience and the guitarist’s famous, inhuman “Beatles Medley” closed the set, which should’ve run an hour.

Eilen Jewell - Rooster stage, Oct. 1 - Playing songs from her pre- and post-pandemic albums, Gypsy and Get Behind the Wheel, respectively, Jewell was positively enthralling during her 45-minute midday set, which wrapped with a near carbon-copy of Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Green River,” allowing secret-sauce guitarist Jerry Miller to shine.

Christone “Kingfish” Ingram - Towers of Gold stage, Sept. 29 - At 24, Ingram sounds like he’s been playing guitar for 50 years already. This up-and-coming bluesman is going to be a huge star and he spent his 50 minutes demonstrating why he may very well be thought of in 2073 in the same way Buddy Guy is today.

The Travelin’ McCourys - Banjo stage, Oct. 1 - With Punch Brother Noam Pikelny filling in for Rob McCoury on banjo, the sons of Del played some of the least-Hardly Strictly music of the entire festival, as a large swath of the audience bounced along in unison while the band smoked a bluegrass “Scarlet Begonias” in the park the Grateful Dead filled with music so many times in the days of yore. “Seems appropriate,” Ronnie McCoury said.

Doc Watson Tribute - Horseshoe Hill stage, Oct. 1 - Joined at various points by Andrew Marlin, Valerie June and Jon Langford, Mitch Greenhill, Nora Brown and Stephanie Coleman offered an intimate set that included “Summertime,” “Handsome Molly” and “Tom Dooley” among others. It all ended with the life-affirming experience of a couple of hundred people singing “Keep on the Sunny Side” under a canopy of trees in a light afternoon fog.

Bettye LaVette - Rooster stage, Sept. 30 - At 77, LaVette remains a powerful performer, stalking the stage and employing her raspy voice to great effect. Bob Dylan may have written “Things Have Changed,” but LaVette owns it.

Irma Thomas - Rooster stage, Sept. 30 - Thomas, 82, played HSB’s most-rambunctious set, closing Saturday with a barnburner that reached its apex with “I Done Got Over It” -> “Iko Iko” -> “Hey Pocky Way” -> “I Done Got Over It.”

Honorable mention: The McCrary Sisters - Rooster stage, Sept. 30 - Rather than a full performance, which they merited, the McCrarys played a handful of five- to 15-minute spots that included uplifting renditions of Stevie Wonder’s “Higher Ground” and “Amazing Grace.”

10/8/23

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Bored | Doc Ock

Summary: When you leave for work Otto is left alone to care for himself and to take his medicine, but him and the actuators are getting antsy, so he starts doing some chores around the apartment for you. 

A/N: I think this gif is so funny I love it! Also, I’m going to call this little series of posts The Single Word Series and I’ll make that a tag at the bottom so everyone can find the parts and I’ll create a masterlist so everyone can read the posts in order! 

The Single Word Series 

“Okay,” you told Otto, wiping your hands clean of the medicated lotion for his raw skin. “Put another layer on at noon, and then another in the evening. I’ll be back sometime around midnight. There’s food in the kitchen, call my cell from the landline if you need anything.”        Otto nodded. “Thank you, for helping me again with this,” he gestured to his stomach, where the actuators’ waistband met his raw, pink puffy skin.        You smiled at him, adjusting your light pink scrubs. “Of course! Now, I know it’ll hurt again when you apply another layer at noon, but you have to push yourself to do it, okay?”        He nodded again. “I understand.” His small smile was beginning to grow. The actuators hovered around him, looking at each other before looking at you.        “Alright,” you happily sighed, picking up your bag from your dresser. “I need to get going. I’ll see you, Otto,”        He said your name with a soft goodbye. 

      His eyes lingered on your back as you walked out of the bedroom, and his small smile remained on his face even after you closed and locked the front door. The actuators looked at him, tilting their closed claws like they were tilting heads.        Otto’s brows furrowed and his eyes narrowed at them. “What?” he asked his robotic tentacles. “She’s nice.” he muttered.        He would never tell you, just like he had told himself last time: he’d never tell you how gentle your hands were, how your nimble fingers softly pressed into his skin, making sure your nails didn’t scratch the puffy and raw raised skin. Otto wouldn’t dare tell you just how nice it felt to be touched by someone as kind and caring as you, that it felt like your energy coursed through him each time you touched him. 

      The actuators, however, reacted to all of Otto’s winces and slightly painful grunts when your fingers curved and sent a jolt of pain up his skin. Otto wasn’t sure why they didn’t trust you. He hadn’t told you about how he at one time, could control them, but that now they had a mind of their own. They didn’t trust you, not yet, a least. Otto would have to find a way to show them that you could be trusted.        He stepped out of your bedroom and took a look around your apartment. He hated that he didn’t take the pull-out couch, but you insisted, and even when he pressed back the night before telling you no, you brought up his back.        “Wouldn’t it be nice to sleep on something soft? Something to cradle your spine? You wear the tentacles everyday, there’s no doubt that your spin is sore as hell. Your poster is amazing though.” you had told him last night when he tried fighting you for the pull-out.        “Actuators.” he had corrected you, pulling small smiles from both of you before he continued, “You’re treating me too kindly as a guest, please, I can’t keep sleeping in a bed that doesn’t belong to me.”        “You deserve to be treated kindly,” you had told him.        He was going to counter that opinion, but he’d end up scaring you with how much chaos he’d caused in the city. How much destruction he’d made. How many lives he possibly ended. . .he couldn’t scare you like that. He didn’t want to scare you.        You had taken his silence as a greenlight that he agreed to stay sleeping in your bedroom, in your bed, for the sake of his health. 

      Otto was feeling much better than he had been a couple days ago, but the snotty nose and desire to sleep still lingered. However, he wanted to push through the day for once without sleeping for hours. Even when he wasn’t sick, before he fell into the harbor, Otto had been tired. He’d been tired for a few weeks before that. Exhaustion was just another simple emotion just as happiness was to others.        However, since you were being so kind to him, treating him and unknowingly being on his mind, Otto decided to give back to you. He stood in the center of your kitchen and started putting the dishes in the dishwasher while the plates and utensils from the wash before, he put away with the help of the actuators.        Though, they didn’t exactly want to help.        One of his upper actuators nearly dropped a plate out of spite, but Otto, still having some control over them, caught it with his lower actuator.        “Stop that!” he told the actuator, then when the plate that neatly dropped was put away, Otto looked around at all of his actuators. “The least you can do is help,” he told them. “She’s giving us everything right now--shelter, food, care--” he felt weird saying that last one, and a little embarrassed. “If you could see her the way I do, you’d understand.” 

      After that, the actuators started helping. Picking up any miscellaneous item in the kitchen that was on a high shelf, a book on the coffee table that needed to be put back on the bookcase, and twirling their claws to blow off any dust there was.        When Otto and the actuators cleaned up every room, evening fixing the blankets and pillows on the pull-out for you, there was nothing else to clean. And he grew so bored. Even the actuators had to agree. They clicked and whirred in annoyance. Otto decided to try to get to know you without snooping.        He looked at your books on the bookshelf, many of different genres except Sci-fy--he’d have to give you some recommendations, classic ones, of course--and when he stepped back to look at the bottom shelf, he saw books that looked like the romance ones Rosie bought for shits and giggles. Otto started thinking about how much Rosie would love your selection, and he smiled small to himself as his lower right actuator picked a book from the bottom shelf and handed it to him. All four actuators gathered around Otto as he stared at the cover. It didn’t look quite like the cover on the romance novels Rosie had, but when Otto opened to a random page and started reading one of the paragraphs, the actuators rattled and Otto closed the book so fast.        His face turned red. “Interesting selection.” he chuckled to himself as the actuators looked at the bottom shelf themselves. He’d know you’d be just as embarrassed if he told you what he found, but he knew that you’d also laugh. 

      Otto then moved over to one of your windows that let in most of the light in your family room. There, he approached the plant stand you had with five little succulents, though in a little pot, they had grown, some dangling over the stand and some bulky and pricked with many bulbs.        “She doesn’t have a green thumb,” Otto hummed as he admired the succulents with the actuators. He then smiled to himself, “The only plants she probably can’t kill.” He had some of the exact same plants in his loft with Rosie, and seeing that these were nearly the same types of plants, his smile grew a little sadder.        He continued looking around your apartment, looking at the few pictures hanging on the walls. He saw a few familiar faces within each picture, but he focused mainly on you. You looked like you wanted to be there in the picture, with all your friends, but the smile on your face wasn’t the smile that Otto had seen. You didn’t smile with your teeth and your eyes didn’t crinkle. You looked content, but you didn’t look happy the way he saw it when you smiled and laughed with him. This made him feel sad, because you were gorgeous to him when you smiled, a beautiful face with a knock-out smile. Even amongst all these faces who wanted in with the picture, you were the only one who stood out to him. You were the only one he thought he’d have a good time with.        Maybe he’d joke about the books, but he’d never tell you about this, or bring up your friends in the pictures. He’d never tell you that your smile was the most beautiful thing he’d seen, even more so than watching the sunrise with you when you had found him--saved him. Otto thought there was no way of paying you back--after all you did for him, a criminal, a mad man with four robotic tentacles welded into his back. 

      When you returned home at midnight, you were exhausted. Too many elderly patients were getting confused and trying to escape their rooms, you had to remove tubes in places you didn’t want to, and had way too many lectures on why a patient shouldn’t be in the hospital when they clearly needed help and why they wouldn’t take their meds. You loved your job, really, you did. You loved helping people. Some nights were just hard like this. You were going to have to work from 3pm to 3am the next day anyways, which sucked, but at least three days after that were all for you to lay around and relax.        Well. . .you did have some chores to do, such as cleaning, but other than that, you had three days to do fifty-fifty. 

      When you walked back into your apartment, shutting the door behind you, you knew immediately that something felt off. Not in a bad way, though. The scent of cleanliness filled your nose, and when you looked to the sink, the dishes you had told yourself you’d get tomorrow weren’t there. You checked the dishwasher, and it was empty of any clean or dirty plates and utensils. The pull-out couch with your blankets and pillows looked tidier than how you left it this morning. Something weird had happened, because you weren’t home all day to clean.        But Otto was.        You went to your room to check on him, and there he was, sleeping fast and soundly in your bed, blankets draped over his shoulders with the actuators lying over the right side of the bed, unmoving. You smiled. You knew what he had done. It was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for you in a while. You had to pay him back for it, somehow, someway, but for now, you let him rest. 

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