Why Dr. Octopus? Because I love seafood.

  Elinor/Ella (she/her) | 28 | I speak IUPAC  

[miss-elinor-marye]

When they first met, Dr. Octavius's savvy mind wasn't the only thing that amazed Elinor...

Kudos to ChizuPS for this wonderful meme-based artwork

[nidhoggstuff]

Don’t hurt octopuses 🥺

[tinkertoytomorrow]

doc ock out here giggling in the club

[avetavet-deactivated20230828]

im sorry guys

[avetavet-deactivated20230828]

pov: you created one of the most genious fusion reactor, but the media decided to call you an octopus it’s inspired by another fan art with octavius but i honestly can’t find the original work to insert a link to it Т_Т

[reuripotte]

Doc Ock with hidden actuators

(I found the image on Pinterest)

[prosperosmasquerade]

sorry but these two have my whole heart

[rdps01]

girls :]

[molinaesque]

“I wanted people to be totally charmed by Doctor Octavius - as Peter Parker is. When he becomes Doc Ock, all those qualities that seemed wonderful in Doctor Octavius take on a threatening air. - Alfred Molina

[scorsesedepalmafan]

Otto in his gray lab gown for days

[rubbish78]

Doc Ock Portrait (Leyendecker Inspired)

By ConmennArt (IG | Twitter)

[poladraws]

doc’s having a break

[miss-elinor-marye]

[miss-elinor-marye]

[octopi-latte]

Ah yes, NWH Otto and his rebellious skateboarding teenage son, 2004 Otto

[miss-elinor-marye]

It seemed like Elinor had slept for only five hours in total during the past three days, which grew her extremely repulsed to the coffee, which became a staple of her daily rations as of lately - so much so, she was barely on the verge of puking from the mere smell of it. The poor girl couldn't possibly imagine just how cumbersome and laborious the seemingly simple process of alkylation was.

She turned her tired bloodshot eyes to the computer screen, mindlessly droning through endless lines upon the lines of chemical formulas. Elinor has lost the track of the time she's been double- and triple-checking her calculations in search of the elusive mistake that could easily bring the upcoming experiment to a literal catastrophe.

The symbols and numbers started to get blurry, meshing together and stretching apart, wobbling, dancing and jumping in and out of her vision. Her thoughts became a messy yarn ball of chaotic threads and knots and loops, making the troubleshooting even harder than before. The eyelids felt heavy, as if pulled by paper weights, making it extremely difficult to look with both of the eyes at a time. Elinor tried to shrug the sleepiness off by squinting her eyes and slapping her cheeks red, but all her efforts were vain: the darkest void of exhaustion had quickly consumed her.

...

When she has finally waken up, it was well over the midnight already. The lab felt really dark and silent, save for the wind rustling through leaves of trees outside. Ellie yawned and stretched a bit, aiming to bring life and energy into her slightly stiffened body. After the feeling of numbness disappeared, she realised that something felt different than before - she felt something warm covering her shoulders. Turning to look at it, Ellie has realised it was a long trenchcoat. His coat. Otto Octavius's coat. The coat that had a familiar bittersweet scent of experience cigars and metal alloy.

Kudos to NatAlia77 for this wonderful artwork

[erebus0dora]

...ok, full comic book style it is, and I praise the Lord for grainy filters that make it look like lo-fi noir.