Jul 2, 2023
@h-osborn liked for a mini call || norman
"Can't you—" Norman stopped, letting out a long, exasperated sigh, lifting a hand to pinch at his nose. "What did you do, Harry? What mistake now?"
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@h-osborn liked for a mini call || norman
"Can't you—" Norman stopped, letting out a long, exasperated sigh, lifting a hand to pinch at his nose. "What did you do, Harry? What mistake now?"
@h-osborn liked for a starter || lyla
"You know what? You Osborn variants are certainly...interesting. Lots..." The AI paused, eyes flicking from the screen and back towards Harry, tilting her face down to peer above the sunglasses. "Lots to unpack. Honestly, some of you put Miguel O'Feral to shame."
Lyla gave a low whistle, focusing back on the screen and scrolled down with a finger, before waving it away with a static filled pop. "But I find that offsprings are far more than their parents. Soooo, Greenie Jr, what web have you spun?"
@h-osborn asked: ❛ This is stretching my stride-taking abilities. ❜
There's a faint quirk of her lips, humor starting to lift them up as Wanda stared at the other. She couldn't help but shake her head, scarlet from her eyes extinguishing before she spoke. "This? Of all the things in the world, magic is what does it?" Wanda laughed, delighted that her magical display doesn't invoke fear but curiosity.
"You're a man of science, aren't you? The unknown shouldn't be a stretch."
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭. | @h-osborn
'𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡.' that was the last thing aunt may told cass before she met up with harry to grab some dinner at a local diner. ever since she got bit, cassandra found it hard to move time around to do mundane tasks.
when she first put on the mask, spider-zombie only came out at night. as the jersey native fought wave after wave of goons, she realized how troubled this city was. it needed another hero. harry and cass had been attempting to see each other for over four months. something always came up, which ended up postponing the dinner until late june.
even spending time with an old friend, it was hard to make herself truly comfortable. cass found herself to be glancing out the diner window multiple times while they ate.
now, walking side by side back to his apartment. she buried her hands in her hoodie pockets, remembering what may said. as fidgety as she was, cass wanted to enjoy this rare moment of peace.
"your dad stopped in at the bean today-" cass lowered her voice to imitate norman. "𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑦𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑖 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡!"
her light eyes met his to catch his reaction, her impression might need some work.
"this could literally not get any weirder."
SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE (2018) PROMPTS.
“It can and it will!”
Spot planted his fists atop the flanks of his waist and puffed out his chest—looking quite chuffed with himself. He’d learnt, over the past year and bit, to make more of an effort to imbue emotion, feeling into his body language, rather than relying solely upon his face. After all, his face was now a white-and-black void. No nose to scrunch, no lips to curl, no eyes to smile.
“Come on,” he gestured flippantly towards the gaping darkness upon his chest, “stick your hand in.”
❝ you know, i was hoping there was nicer stuff in here. maybe a priceless art piece or two. it lacks character. ❞ she isn't joking, the osborn penthouse is luxurious but sterile. sure, its expensive, but not what she's expecting considering the mayor and his massive bank account. she also didn't expect the son to be home at the exact moment she decided to have a little snoop. oh well, whats life without a little risk? @h-osborn
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@h-osborn asked: ❛ compassion always set you apart . ❜
"I think what I do with it sets me apart." May countered, fiddling with her necklace, twisting and tugging at the chain. "And honestly..." A pause as she studies Harry, head tilting side to side as if she was trying to piece together who he was. "What sets us apart is only because of what we do with it. How it ripples out into the world. Or into those we love."
A gentle smile finds its way up onto her lips, kind and motherly. "What will be the legacy will you leave? What will set you apart, Harry Osborn?"