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in another life, there’d be no manifest of his indigenous disposition with the numb. here in the cold is where he belonged. rooted in a spirit-breaking world, his faith found at the bottom of dark liquor. he’s already gone from the material realm; having had enough of ghosts, the faces of his parents his thoughts hosted evaporated into nothingness. his ears don’t pick up on the festive crackling thunders of fireworks outside as midnight hit, for he been intimately acquainting himself with what he had always feared in the attic of his mind. the light drum playing from the demon that were mindful of his entrance, the unhallowed drawl of their tongues flowing and slowing harry’s heart beat. a dramatic shift of roles. in the loneliness of his mansion’s, his face may be blank, but the face of another was coming to life. something willed osborn’s legs to stand themselves from the comfort of the black leather couch to casually come to stand to attention in front of his window. in his reflection, the ghoulish face cultivated from the wild within the osborn folklore masked harry’s face. in a perfect world, it wouldn't be able look at this city as it did now. a fresh fleshly morsel to pick apart and rule from the bones that remained. yes, a perfect world wouldn’t breed a being such as the goblin. or the fictitious bonds helped breathed life into it and codified its meaning. odd how love purposed corruptible conceptions. it’s a new year now and the time to consider colorful “what-if’s” is beyond the goblin. all that matters now are the lyrics to the songs of the great goblin empire and the souls he’ll be sending off religiously to god’s arms in order to hear it. it’s going to be a lovely new year, indeed.

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❛ I feel like I’ve been here before. ❜

it must be fun to play dumb, osborn estimated in his head. “ well, i can't imagine why. ” harry responded impassively, his tone holding a hint of sarcasm. the 'newcomer', understandably, entered uncharted territories. a capitalistic arena for wolves and sheep. the building towered over the twin towers themselves as if the architect intended for this infrastructure to reach heaven. in capable hands, they richly constructed a breeding ground for the cutthroat. and yet obscorp stood imposingly, braggadocious in its foundation and undaunted continuity. it appears eternal. but, here may stand an opponent that could lay siege to it. harry inherited a global powerhouse that has had years of making scientific milestones, all because of one brilliant man and his vision. if that typical osborn paranoia proved to be right about this man, then... well. harry scoffed at the thought. his thumb plays with his black-gold pen, clicking it every three seconds as he coolly reclines in the leather seat and crosses his legs over an invaluable work desk. “ you came all this way, so in respect of that, I'll suggest you make the best of my time. ”

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“ harry … “

“ i    -    i had no idea.    what,    what’re,    um   …    what’re you sick with? “    is that something that’s okay to ask?    too personal?   too prying?    peter doesn’t know,   but to be completely honest,   he’s struggling to string words together right now.     “ … is it serious? “      //   @gwenpack​ 

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it can’t be seen, for it is an invisible phenomena, but he’s slowly poisoned by that question. is it serious? the answer to that is where the hungry maggots awaited him in the deep dark earth. the answer to that is where all the loneliness and darkness a box could promise the ghoulish husk of what was once his father. the answer that cruel question lies in what harry’s riddled with: incurable grief, flaring urges to claw his eyes until his irises cannot be found, the burden of knowing every transformative measure his life takes consists of decay. ripped from the chrysalis, he’s a rotting caterpillar, undergoing the violence of a twisted metamorphosis. 

in the face of such malignant adversity, harry still shows his teeth. flush pink lips pulled up across his face wrinkle up a smile a seraph could swear at. there’s a flicker of something inhuman in his jovial green eyes. “ nothing that can’t be beat. ” he assured him. “ i’ve inherited my old man’s empire, but what can’t be done when i have my brother at my side? ” he left that fair question dangle in the air, as their dialogue reached the crossroads of silence and words. 

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❛ I wish you would have told me. ❜

osborn held parker's gaze for what seemed like hours. almost as if he were taking a long journey in search of some sincere way forward in a labyrinth full of deceptive corners. whether he found a path to it or not would remain to be seen, for a disruptive fit of snickering breached the severity of their conversation. it's all harry had to offer in return. " ah, there it is, " raising his index finger in his old friend's direction, he shook it like a tired parent would with their accursed naughty child. a predictable wretched little thing. " that tone, pete, that tone. you're doing it again. " like he's a damned damsel needing saving.

peter being peter, deep down harry knew he thought he meant well. his facial facade of concern, the adoption of tenderhearted tones, taking it in moved like foreign undesirable agents in his body. in his head, parker probably didn't imagine that heroic verbiage was a disease that ate through his stomach. this is why the guy can be unbearable to communicate with. even in times of their youth. but for the love of watching his pal chop himself down to the bone marrow and tear himself asunder, harry steered them back to a cordial lane.

what seems to be a smile that can be found in an admirer of destruction presents itself within the mask of the friend he murdered. " and let's just say i done that, pete, what would you have done? "

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* (  THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ I wish you would have told me. ❜

❛ You didn’t tell your sisters what you saw. ❜

❛ Some things can’t be told. You live them or you don’t. ❜

❛ I’m sorry. ❜

❛ Mom says that a house is like a body. ❜

❛ All this time we tried to get into this room, now we can’t get the fuck out! ❜

❛ She saved me. ❜

❛ I don’t feel anything. ❜

❛ I’m scared. That’s all I am. ❜

❛ There’s nothing left. I’m only scared. ❜

❛ It’s just a house. ❜

❛ It’s very different in the night. It’s different in the dark. ❜

❛ What if I dream that you kill us? ❜

❛ Do you think there’s a thing worse than that? ❜

❛ I don’t think there’s anything worse than that. ❜

❛ Did you just punch me in the boob? ❜

❛ Someone ask you what you think? ❜

❛ I’m so proud of you. You’re doing so well. ❜

❛ Keep it up. ❜

❛ I’m glad you’re here. ❜

❛ I should have made more of an effort with you. ❜

❛ You tried as best you could. ❜

❛ I should have met you halfway. ❜

❛ People fuck up. ❜

❛ I guess you don’t get that, you don’t really get it until you fuck up. ❜

❛ You like to fix things. ❜

❛ You’re good at fixing things. I keep hearing this about you, is that right? ❜

❛ I’m not so sure anymore. ❜

❛ Who do you think did this? ❜

❛ It’s not as bad as it is in your head. ❜

❛ Most of what people say at a funeral is a wish. ❜

❛ Now you stand there and you talk about ghosts and spirits. ❜

❛ Is she okay? ❜

❛ How do you know that? ❜

❛ It’s a twin thing. ❜

❛ This house is bad. ❜

❛ These will help with the cold. ❜

❛ What are you, um, looking at? ❜

❛ She fucking knew better. And she did it anyway. ❜

❛ We’re tougher than other kids. ❜

❛ We make ourselves really safe. And no one ever gets in. ❜

❛ Just because you care about them doesn’t mean they won’t burn you. ❜

❛ You’re scared. I can tell. ❜

❛ Be sure to let your imagination get the best of you. That’s the first step. ❜

❛ Imagine the worst thing possible. Assume it’s true. Then go from there. ❜

❛ I’m drawing boundaries, which is something you should look in to. ❜

❛ How long do we have to live here? ❜

❛ When we die, we turn into stories; and every time someone tells one of those stories, it’s like we’re still here for them. ❜

❛ We’re all stories in the end. ❜

❛ I love you completely, and you loved me the same. The rest is confetti. ❜

❛ Someone should’ve told her she didn’t have to try this hard. ❜

❛ Pandas don’t eat macaroni. ❜

❛ And I’m just- I’m just floating in this ocean of nothing, and I wonder if this is it, if this is what death is. ❜

❛ Journeys end in lovers meeting. ❜

❛ I’ve seen a lot of ghosts. Just not the way you think. ❜

❛ To learn what we fear is to learn who we are. ❜

❛ Horror defies our boundaries and illuminates our souls. ❜

❛ A ghost can be a lot of things. A memory, a daydream, a secret. ❜

❛ When you’re little, you learn how to see things that aren’t there. And when you grow up, you learn how to make them real. ❜

❛ Fear and guilt are sisters. ❜

❛ No live organism can continue to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality. ❜

❛ Most times, a ghost is a wish. ❜

❛ All I could think of when I got a look at the place from the outside was what fun it would be to stand out there and watch it burn down. ❜

❛ Fear is the relinquishment of logic, the willing relinquishing of reasonable patterns. ❜

❛ I feel a little clearer just now. ❜

❛ I feel like I’ve been here before. ❜

❛ You have to live. ❜

❛ I don’t know how to do this without you. ❜

❛ There’s no without. I am not gone. ❜

❛ I’m scattered into so many pieces, sprinkled on your life like new snow. ❜

❛ There’s so much I want to say to you all. ❜

❛ I’m so sorry our last words were in anger. ❜

❛ I’m sorry if I didn’t listen, and I’m sorry… ❜

❛ It wouldn’t have changed anything. ❜

❛ I loved you completely. And you loved me the same. ❜

❛ What were you feeling before? ❜

❛ I was feeling fear. And… And guilt. ❜

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indie. panfandom friendly. selective & mutually exclusive harry osborn based on marc webb’s tasm films. heavy canon divergence in characterization & plot points. influences will be found from other medias. treated by mr. may bear. est 2021. underaged & personal blogs, do not interact.

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