I found your story through a TikTok thread on a doc ock thirst trap video and I haven’t been disappointed. I’m afraid to even read other peoples fics because your characterization of him was so good 😩 . But at the same time…. I want to consume all the content
IF I CAN'T HAVE HIM, I'M GOING TO WRITE HIM SO WELL THAT NO ONE ELSE CAN HAVE HIMMMMMMM
How many chapters to you have planned for office hours? :)
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but 30 is probably gonna be the cap for me. I have other projects I want to do and also university is starting up again :((((
Though I might come back and write little one shot add ons if I ever feel inspired or have the time
Might even start taking requests depending what I'm up for :) But we'll have to see
TW: mentions of blood and death: Slight belly kink and body worship: Teacher/student trope
{Chapter Twenty-Nine}
Eyes narrowing, you yawn with a groan.
It felt as if you had run an entire marathon, just to reach the finish line to be catapulted into a brick wall.
Okay maybe that was a LITTLE dramatic, but still….
Memories of last night flooding your foggy mind, you couldn’t help but blush. To say that Otto was an animal in bed would almost be an understatement and you could definitely feel it. (Don’t be fooled by his age or size, that man has fucking stamina for days)
Shifting slightly, you feel the older man’s bare body pressed against yours; arms possessively wrapped around as his head chin was tucked securely over top your head
Rolling your eyes and smirking, the firm bulging pressure pressed against your ass did not go unnoticed either.
Despite your physical exhaustion, the warm Sunday sunlight filling your room couldn’t help but make you sigh. Just a lazy Saturday morning spent with your love.
What more could you ask for?
After some struggle, you were able to wriggle your way to face Octavius, schooching yourself upwards.
Looking upon his sleeping face, a warm tingle crawls its way across your body.
He always slept so peacefully and he looked quite like a puppy whenever he was.
Pudgy cheek squished slightly against the pillow, his growing stubble scritched subtly at the pillow case as his chest rose and fell.
“You know it is rude to stare, little one…~”
Chocolate eyes opening suddenly, a playful smirk played on his lips as he squeezed you closer.
Had he been awake this whole time?
Sticking out your tongue defiantly, you push against him.
“You were awake this whole time, weren’t you?”
A low rubbing chuckle vibrates his chest as you’re pulled upwards as he flips over on his back, situating you on top of his chest.
“Hmmm…..Perhaps~”
Yawn stretching his mouth, he looks up at you with lulled eyes. Rising and lowering with his breath, you rest your head on your hands, looking back at him.
Tilting his head slightly, while he was fairly confident in his abilities….it had been a while.
“Did you have fun last night?”
Moving a strand of hair from your face and tucking it behind your ear, he smiles hopefully up at you.
“Of course! You were…..Well…..You were amazing….”
Mouth creasing into a nervous line, you avert your gaze from him.
“It…..It was my first time, so I hope I was able to make it fun for you too…”
As embarrassing as it was (despite not knowing why you were embarrassed), Otto really had been your first time. With all the teasing and joking your friends did with you though, you couldn’t have been more thankful for the condoms they had gotten you as a gag gift.
Eyebrows furrowing, Octavius couldn’t help but gape at you. Had he really been your first time? As much as that boosted his ego to be the first, his stomach couldn’t help but twist worriedly.
While there was nothing wrong with being rough, he wished he would’ve known this before so that he could’ve been more gentle and slow.
“I-I didn’t realize–You should have said something. While I will take your word for enjoying it, I would’ve preferred your first time being more gentle and romantic.”
Cupping your cheek, he’d be lying to say he didn’t feel a little guilty.
He should’ve been slower, he shouldn’t have gotten so comfortable and jumped you like he had, he shouldn’t have just assumed-
“Hey, no really, it’s okay! I meant what I said when I said it was wonderful. It was exciting…..I mean, you seem to have a habit of making things exciting, so it suits you.”
Walking your fingers up his chest playfully, you hoped that he’d stop worrying about things.
Watching as your fingers make their way upwards, he can only sigh, the knots in his stomach slowly detangling themselves.
Gently taking your hand into his, he kisses it.
“Well, I must say, you learn quite quickly: Smart and receptive as always~”
Heart thumping quicker, he still couldn’t help but smile knowing that he had the privilege of having you first.
Laughter like church bells, he feels you jab his arm gently.
“Though I will say….for someone so “innocent”, you certainly like to push the envelope with your little….Stunts.”
While tone remained sauve, heat began to pool southwards at just the mere remembrance of when you had called him that devious little name.
Mischievous smirk pulling at your lips, you were sure you looked like the cat that ate the canary. You knew EXACTLY what he was referring to…..
“Well as a scientist, you must know theories are only good if they are tested. I was only taking after you~. Plus, we both know how you like my “pushing”.
Now it was his turn to be flustered.
“T-Theory?”
He didn’t know what was more embarrassing: The fact that you had suspected he had that certain “preference” to begin with, or the question of how long you had this little theory.
Tensing up, his eyes flick around as his face begins to glow.
Oh how you were enjoying this little showing he was putting on for you.
Finally meeting your gaze once more after regaining composure over himself, he narrows his eyes.
“You. Little. Minx. You enjoy toying with me, don’t you?”
Gasping in faux indignation at such an accusation, you bring your hand cheekily to your mouth.
“......Hmmm perhaps~”
Mimicking him, you move your hand away to reveal a rebellious smirk.
Half tempted to come up with some witty counter, he settles with a little laugh.
Your fiery wit and energy was why he had fallen in love with you to begin with. (Amongst many other things of course)
Glancing over to the forgotten rose bouquet on your desk however, his eyes widened as his breath caught.
With getting wrapped in, well, last night; he had completely forgotten….!
“Um, though one thing that I forgot to mention last night. I-I actually made reservations for dinner last night for dinner. If you are up for it, I can call to reschedule it to tonight.
Internally groaning, while it was guaranteed that he could get it rescheduled, his ego was not very pleased with the fact that he had to admit to said contact that he was right about last night.
Eyes widening, a rush of heat runs to your face.
“O-Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin your reservation-”
Despite your guilt, your heart still soared at the thought of Octavius taking you out to a romantic dinner.
“Dear, it’s completely fine….A good friend of mine has contacts there: Rescheduling is no trouble.”
Sighing at him, you kiss the tip of his nose.
“You certainly seem to have a lot of vague “friends”.”
While you weren’t particularly suspicious about what friends he had, it was really none of your business anyways, you just thought it was funny you were just now hearing about the apparent bigger social life he had.
Mouth creating a pensive line for a few seconds, he wets his lips.
“You happen to meet a lot of people while working at Oscorp.”
Sinking into him more, you enjoy the soft sensation of his fingers dragging up your spine.
His tone was vague and somewhat distant.
Hmm. Weird…
You’d have to ask him about it later.
Right now you just wanted a shower.
Squirming in his grasp, he gets the message and gently places you back on the bed. As you try to get up, you can’t help but hiss.
Oh yeah, the whole marathon getting slammed against a brick wall thing.
A protective wave came over him as he put a gentle hand on your side.
“Are you alright, Yekiratì?”
He really had done a number on you.
“Yeah-Yeah, just sore”
As you try to roll out of bed, you feel those strong arms around you.
“Here, I don’t want you straining yourself.”
Easing himself up, he cradles you in his arms.
Eyes grazing your naked body, he coos.
You’re such a beautiful thing and the fact that you had allowed him to share in such a special part of you only fueled his protective desire for you. You were strong and you had taken on so much and kept your head held up high. You were perfect for him while also pushing him: Being able to keep up with him as well as running ahead. The fact that you had let him mark you made his chest puff up.
“Now who said staring was rude again~?”
Despite the cheekiness in your voice, you couldn’t help but avert your gaze and look down at yourself.
He really had his way with you…..bite marks and bruises peppering your neck, stomach, sides, and inner thighs like kisses.
Smirking to yourself, you could already picture getting “even“ with him.
Feeling the feathery sensation of Otto's lips on your head, you decide to leave those thoughts be….For now anyways….
Padding his way to the bathroom, he hugs you closer, a humored warm smile pulling at his lips
I just wanted to say that OHWAS is SO SO GOOD!!!! It's ALL I've been thinking about lately and it's so cool to be able to come home and read each new chapter only to geek out on how cute Otto is AND, CHAPTER 25 AGHHHHHH it hurt but... In a good way ( ；∀；)
In conclusion... Thank you for making such an AMAZING story and I'm excited to see what you do next!! spice included 👀(sorry I wasn't more eloquent in what I wanted to say btw, my thoughts are all jumbled but I had a lot of positive things I wanted to tell you :'))
literally these longer asks get me. Y'all are too nice, wahhhhh :')))
Thank you so much for the kind words and I'm glad you can enjoy my little story despite all the angsty shit I pull 😂
And totally don't worry about being eloquent! (I mean, what you said was already really sweet) I'd literally still be happy if y'all sent me gibberish 😂😂😂
TW: mentions of blood and death: Slight belly kink and body worship: Teacher/student trope
Warning: CONTENTS EXTREMELY HOT - Some kinky explicit shit ahead folks ;)))))
{Chapter Twenty-Eight}
Time passed, as time often does. Slowly but surely, both of you were able to heal; and while that didn’t mean you were any less affectionate with each other, you both felt as the heavy weight of that night be lessened and lessened with each day.
With Christmas and New Years passing you by….You were even beginning to be able to sleep in the same bed as Octavius without having nightmares! (that kinda sounded bad, but hey, the victory was what mattered)
With Otto being still somewhat of a wanted man still, he had taken more or less permanent residence in your apartment. But despite the questionable size of the apartment, you both managed.
And just like that, he became routine in your life: Just in a new way.
Instead of coming home to an empty apartment after your new grocer job, you were met with either the smell of food, the scratching of pencil on paper, or stray crackle of tools (You had told him almost a hundred times you didn’t want him using work tools inside….)
But even with the challenges that came with the new addition to your dorm, particularly with stuff getting knocked over by the doctor’s children, it was still lovely having Octavius around.
Especially the Octavius you knew and loved.
However, as school started back up again….you were starting to see Octavius less and less.
Sure, he’d help with homework when he could or make sure you were eating a little bit better than microwavable kraft macaroni, but he wouldn’t be at the dorm waiting for you like you were now used to.
Of course you weren’t saying he wasn’t allowed to leave, he was a grown ass man after all (a man at least 30 years older than you at that), but it did start to bother you.
Whenever you asked about it, he had said that he was meeting with one of his friends (Toomes was it?) to get his stuff from his old place.
Okay, that was reasonable, if you were in his shoes you’d want your stuff too: But then it would change to just meeting with him to discuss a new project, and then it was helping with his friend’s work……
Even more worrying was whenever you were trying to be affectionate with him now, whenever you dared even get near his stomach or chest area, he’d flinch away.
It hurt you: Especially when he’d never give you an answer.
You certainly didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but surely after everything…..
In all honesty, even if he was seeing someone else, as much as it made you angry and hurt, you were willing to try to hear him and work it out. You managed to forgive him for nearly killing you on multiple occasions, so if that wasn’t loyalty (to almost a fault you wondered….), then you didn’t know what was.
What made matters worse, was you didn’t ruin the few moments you did get to spend with him after school or work with your questions…
Either Way, something was going to have to change though, because you just couldn’t stand another night in a cold bed.
It had been a particularly exhausting day at school today, working on a group project as well as multiple three plus hour long lab sessions, and you just wanted to go home. To your luck, you bet a dime a dozen that, like always nowadays, Octavius wouldn’t be. But really you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.
With a sigh, you trudge your way down the hall to your dorm, turning the unlocking and turning the knob on the door.
However even in your exhaustion, your eyes still narrow suspiciously at the fact that the dorm was completely dark. No matter how long you were gone that day, you always kept at least one light on for Octavius.
Slowly making your way into the dorm, you feel around blindly for the light switch, a heavy weight beginning to grow in your stomach.
Finally finding the switch, you squint slightly at the sudden light.
As the lights were flicked on, you see Octavius standing in the middle of the room, a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
But the longer you looked, you felt as your bags dropped to the floor.
His actuators, his metal girdle–They were gone.
“I’m sorry for being so secretive as of late and while I’m sure you have your doubts, I just wanted this to be a surprise….With my friend’s help, I…I was able to make the metal belt and arms detachable.”
Though that warm familiar smile making its way onto his face, you can see a twinge of nervousness in them.
“Again, I apologize with being gone recently and not communicating with you, I just–”
Before he is able to even finish his sentence, you run to him, jumping into his arms with a laugh. Timid smile breaking into a hearty laugh, he holds onto you securely, spinning you around.
“T-That’s great, I’m so happy!!! You d-don’t have to be in so much pain anymore! You can finally heal!!!”
Burrowing your face into his plush neck, all your insecurities and fears melt away as his scent washes over you.
Even though he was more or less reformed, you had personally seen the toll that the arms had taken on his body. Whether it be the countless nights you’ve stayed up with him as he suffered muscle spasms, or comforted him as he cried from the sheer pain his back caused him (which you were sure was chronic now), or having to do simple tasks for him because his hands would stop shaking.
“I know my condition has become somewhat a burden for you, I just hope now that I can start being less of a bother for you and give you as much as you have-”
Eyebrows furrowing, you instantly stop him.
“Your condition is not a burden, Octavius. You’re hurt and maybe that means that you need a little extra help: That’s nothing to be ashamed about. The fact that you’re finally on your way to getting some real help is what I care about.”
Searching your gaze, he sighs, squeezing you tighter.
“You are too good to me, my dear.”
Placing a gentle peck on your lips, you can’t help but smile into it.
Being placed back on the ground once more, your eyes grazed over the doctor’s sweater clad chest.
With that corset-like metal brace, he was even bigger, flesh now truly free to extend out to its natural girth. The consistent (maybe more fattening than entirely necessary) meals you had been making sure he was eating probably was responsible for the sudden growth as well.
Sensing your gaze, he can’t help but shrink slightly. As uncomfortable as the belt was, it was a protective barrier he had gotten used to. And while you had certainly helped him feel more confident, the restrictive metal had helped as well. However now you were seeing him in his actual size, a size that he had noticed had grown somewhat since before the accident.
“Can I see?”
Those beautiful eyes of yours were looking up at him again as he could feel your hands already at the hem of his sweater.
As much as he wanted to say no, to stay in this comfort zone without having to be vulnerable in front of you, he could only sigh.
“If you would like, Yekiratì….”
Heart fluttering, you bite the corner of your lip.
Slowly pulling the fabric upwards, you feel a dark blush rise into your cheeks.
Thick long pink scars wrapped around his midsection and you could see exactly where the metal brace had sat with the indent under his floating ribs. Stretch marks peppered his sides as his love handles circled to the front to form a paunch roll under his stomach. Eyes roaming up higher as you rode the piece of fabric upwards, his doughy middle served as a resting place for his sagging chubby breast.
To put it simply: He was a large man.
And you loved it.
Dragging your eyes away (which was extremely difficult mind you), you search his gaze for any hint of discomfort or hesitation.
An embarrassed pink hue tinted his cheeks and ears as those honeyed eyes avoided your gaze.
“Is it okay if I touch you?”
With the amount of scaring, you could imagine the area would be even more sensitive than the chest area usually was. As much as you wanted to ravage and explore the doctor’s body right then and there, you wanted to make sure you weren’t pushing him too much.
After a few seconds of silence, Octavius closes his eyes.
“Y-Yes”
Voice breathy and timid, you could tell he was getting hot under the collar just by your eyes being on him.
A sweet encouraging smile pulling at your lips, you gently bring your palms to his soft stomach.
The instant your hands made contact with his skin, he melts. Even with insecurities still pulling at his brain, he found himself biting his lip to prevent some very unbecoming sounds coming out.
The warmth and gentle grazing of your fingers across his tender damaged skin alone nearly drove him to insanity.
Kneading and squeezing, your hands roam up the fold of his sides, he is nearly shaking.
He’d never been touched like this while looking like this; and while he had never been what would be considered fit, he certainly never would have imagined someone finding his fat aged body attractive.
Watching as the high and mighty Dr. Otto Octavius squirmed and trembled under your touch was delectable. You’d be lying to say reducing such an imposing man to putty beneath your fingertips wasn’t a huge ego boost.
But as satisfying a feeling it was, you hoped more so that Octavius would understand how much you found him attractive: You wanted to be good to him and you wanted him to feel good.
A soft hum vibrated your throat as you tugged on the gathered sweater at his neck, guiding him to the bed like a dog on a leash.
Wet eyes wide and confused, he lets himself be guided.
He was always the dominant when it came to things like this, so he barely had any idea what to do with himself now that he was on the receiving end. While the man in him told him to take control, in this moment of weakness he decided to ignore it.
It was embarrassing how exciting and arousing this new change of pace was.
Gently pushing the older man onto the bed, your hair rose with tension and the heat that seemed to fill every corner of the room.
Crawling on all fours now, you backed Octavius all the way up the bed.
Chest rising and falling, he feels the wall suddenly push against his back. Mouth opening and closing slightly, he finds that he truly doesn’t know what to say.
Though one thing was certain: He wanted to feel your touch.
Finally closing the gap between you, he gives you a cheeky smile, those soft dark curls framing his face.
Pressing yourself up against his slightly hairy chest, you smile back at him as together you peel the sweater fully off. Discarding it to the floor, you look back at the man through your lashes.
He felt his skin was on fire, burning hotter than a thousand suns. Tugging at your chin, he pulls you into a slow deep kiss.
While he wasn’t stealing the show entirely, he was afforded a little wiggle room, wasn’t he?
Chuckling slightly, you let the doctor have his fun, gasping slightly as you feel the slight tug at your upper lip as it was caught between his teeth. Your core churned and tingled as his tongue flicked at the inside of your mouth.
As much as you were enjoying the feistiness though, you weren’t quite ready to give up control just yet.
A string of salvia stretching between both of your mouths as you part, you can feel him try to pull you back in.
A mischievous wink is all the doctor is afforded as answer for your sudden retreat as you lower yourself down.
Eyes widening his mouth is made dry as his dilated pupils follow you like a hawk.
Fingers dragging up his clothed inner thighs, you painfully slowly pull them apart to make a place for you. Eyes sparing the growing bulge a glance, you move your hands up to either side of his doughy midriff.
Thighs twitching needily, he lets a throaty moan as he feels your soft lips against the scar just above his belly button. It takes all his self control not to just mewel and moan pathetically as you pepper every single scar with a chaste kiss.
Body responding wantonly to his noises, you ensure every single blistered mark was given its due attention.
Chest rising and falling erratically, Octavius whispered your name like a dirty curse.
Body stalling out slightly from growing heat inside you, you pull away from your perch and situate yourself on his lap.
Draping arms gracefully over the older man’s bare shoulders, you lean your forehead against his with a shaky exhale. Both of you were sweating now.
A tender sigh exiting from Octavius, it tickled your skin like blue velvet.
“Yekiratì…”
Not breaking eye contact with him, you press your hands onto his shoulders as you guide him downwards.
Obediently following your direction, he’s now looking up at you.
While the fever of lust still filled his veins, it had tempered out into something more innocent.
How had he been so lucky in finding some like you? Someone that was able to still love him despite every time he fell; or how imperfect he was. While he was not one to believe in the things of the metaphysical, like fate; science being his only religion. You somehow stirred up that black and white view.
Devotion couldn’t be inspected under a microscope or fabricated in a lab. Love couldn’t be pulled apart to a molecular level or explained by a formula. This feeling he had for you was more than just the primitive evolutionary need to procreate.
Expression loving and dazed, you move yourself on top of Octavius, perching yourself carefully over his stomach and ribs.
Lids closed, in the darkness you focused on the feeling of your thighs spreading and moving as Octavius breathed in and out. Essentially riding his stomach, soft slightly giving flesh tickles the inside of your inner thighs and core.
Opening once more, you lovingly look down at the doctor beneath you. Responding to your gaze, the older man moves his large paws to your hips, massaging them gently between his digits.
“Ani ohev ot-akh…”
Mind foggy, while you don’t understand what he is saying, you can’t help but blush at the tenderness conveyed in his whispered words.
“What does that mean…?”
Lowering yourself once more, the tip of your nose nuzzles Octavius’s
Fingers tangling in your hair, he wets his lips
“It means……I love you….in Hebrew”
You never knew you loved or thought Hebrew was sexy, but you certainly did now.
Hands resting on his chest, you edge your face closer.
“Will you say it again…..”
The smile line in his weathered face stretches as his smile widens.
“I will repeat it as many times as you would like, my dear….You must only ask.”
Blinking slowly, you bat your eyelashes at him, a cheeky smirk making its way to your lips.
“Please repeat it…..Daddy~”
Brain frying, the burning desire from earlier leaped up in him like an unquenchable fire.
Even in the moment, even you knew that was exactly what you were playing with here: Fire.
While caught off guard in the moment, it's quickly replaced with a sardonic grin.
Like the door being opened to the cage of an animal, he moved with sudden and predatory precision.
The next thing you know is you’re under Octavius, wrists captured in his large hand above your head. Mouth instantly drying up and hanging open, a deep crimson takes over your entire face.
You can feel the comforting weight of his stomach on top of you, but you can’t take your eyes away from his domineering gaze. Those chestnut curls creating a shadow over his face, his crooked teeth are bared in a fanged smirk.
Eyes lazily grazing up and down your small form, he looks back to you, pausing.
“Do you want this?”
Frazzled and caught off guard, the sudden break in his predatory tone encourages you to answer.
“Y-Yes”
You can’t help but smile as excitement washes over you.
Nodding silently, he gives you a few seconds of silence to say otherwise.
Seeing no hesitation, that same dangerous smirk pulls at his lips once more.
“Now sweetheart, I need you to choose a safe word for me…..”
Tightening his grip on your wrists, he licks his lips in anticipation.
Honey or venom, in their consistency they were one and the same as it dripped from his guttural growl.
Wracking your brain for something to say, it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything other than the man above.
“U-um, uh, s-sweater..?”
Seeing the discarded piece of clothing on the floor, the word came out of your mouth faster than you could think.
Taking a moment to think about how out of the words you could’ve chosen, you chose something as innocent and unassuming as “sweater”, he chuckles darkly.
How cute.
“Now. You had your fun toying with me earlier, now didn’t you~? For that, someone is going to have to be taught a lesson. Don’t. They.”
Tone dark and demanding, you’re practically shaking from arousal and confusion. So many things and emotions were happening, you thought you would burst into flames out of embarrassment.
“Y-Yes”
Voice shaky, you didn’t even know if he really wanted you to respond or not.
Judging by his thick rising eyebrow and autocratic gaze, it seems that while he was pleased with your answer; it was missing something.
Oh truly he was going to be the death of you. Your cheeks could only burn so bright before a blood vessel burst or something.
“...Yes..D-Daddy.”
At that a satisfied hummed laugh filled the air.
“That’s what I thought.”
And with the stage set and the prey cornered, you were at Octavius’s mercy.
Office Hours With a Supervillain is tagged with belly kink…could we possibly get soft belly content of our man Otto 😖
I know this was asked a while ago and while none of the content in the fic was SUPER explicit, just wanted to cover my bases since I focus on his *AHEM* physique quite a lot 😂
But fear not my friend, more explicit content will come.....👀
Dude I adore ADOREEEEEEEEE your doc ock fanfic so much I’m on chapter 24 right now it’s all I can think about!!!! I adore your writing so much- I’m so invested- chapters 10-12 KILLED MEE they hurt SO BAD— describing going through the fun interactions and missing him!! I didn’t want the fun to end omgg— I just really have to compliment you , reading it has made me so happy and filled with emotions that I haven’t been in a long time! And on TOP OF THAT! The art you made of Octavius ISSS ABSOLUTELY SUPERB OMGGG YOU CAPTURE HIM SO WELL💘💘💘💘
Ahhhhh thank you! 👉👈and hope you enjoy the rest of the chapters as much as you have the chapters before :D
And literally the fact that you're saying I captured Octavius well is like bruh, that makes me so happy 😩
Read your fanfic in one day, I'm waiting the smut my lord 😶✌️
Honestly y'all scare me with how fast you read lmao. My dyslexic ass could never 😂
But in all seriousness, at this point I think it's time I address the elephant in the room.
While I am very willing to do suggestive/kinky scenes, I am not entirely sure I am willing to do full on smut as of now. If I was to do it, it would definitely be in the same universe as OHWAS, but probably be a separate baby fic.
I want to be clear in saying that this isn't me just out right saying "No smut in the future! Ever! Period! How dare you ask me!" just probably not right now. Even though I know it sounds kind of stupid, right now I am just not entirely comfortable or equipped to write out something like that.
Sorry to get all serious like that, but basically what I'm trying to say is not now, but maybe later. I hope y'all can be a little patient with me :)
Hi I'm not the original anonymous but I think what they meant is a seperate post like a masterlist that has the numbers 1-27 and each number is linked to the corresponding chapter making it easier to find the chapter they are looking for. I do something similar with my posts if you need a reference to what I mean. I would be happy to clarify further if you need just DM me.
Ah I see I see. Y'all be doin' me an educate today 👍
For the anon who asked or those of you who wanted a master list, I just finished one up and posted it! Let me know if it's helpful or if anything needs to be changed :)
Do you have a masterlist? I just found Office Hours and would love to catch up on all the chapters I’ve missed :)
I'm still kinda new to this fanfiction thing here, so I don't quite know what you mean by master list. I have all the chapters labeled and currently its 1-27 chapters, so I don't know if that's what you mean
If you wanna reach out to me to explain it to me, I'd be more than happy to make one :)
i just want to thank you so much for office hours, it’s giving me literally everything i need and more the absolute SEROTONIN i have received from this fic in specific is indescribable thank you so much
Hey man, I came here to serve the Otto enjoyer community and give out serotonin, and I'm all out of bubblegum 😤
But thank you, I'm honest flattered. The fact that this story has been able to make so many people happy gives me serotonin
