#Raimiverse

[eloisyw8]

˖ ࣪💜࿔.┆︎"So the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing."

[hawkogurl]

[delzeetoons]

happy pride month to the gayest old men alive. love wins 💥💥

[jay-birds-fly]

The best Harry Osborn and Peter Parker dynamic is when he despises Spider-Man but adores Peter.

Harry, to Spider-Man: you are a menace. you are scum and I scoff at the notion of you. know your place and retreat to it.

Also Harry, kicking his feet while texting Peter: Hey Pete! How are you? Are you free tonight? I was hoping to see you! Take care!! <3

[spideysenze]

the gender

[clancyisdexd]

I’m really funny

[imposterogers]

never forget that when peter punched flash thompson so hard he flew down the hall & the whole school thought he was a freak, harry’s response was damn that was hot

[raimiverse-confessional]

[awritessomething]

Stressed | harry osborn x fem!reader

summary | after Harry’s inheritance, he feels overwhelmed with all the new responsibilities. thankfully his girlfriend can help destress.

warnings | smut, public(ish) sex, swearing, oral m!receiving, almost getting caught, raimi!verse harry, short. I dont proofread id cringe

if you can’t tell I like james franco

No one so young should experience the traumas that Harry Osborn did. Finding his father’s dead body, seemingly murdered by Spiderman himself, being hated by his father, and then having to take over the family business before he was even 25, was a lot. Thankfully, through it all, he had support. You.

The relationship started pretty early in high school, Harry being all over you the second he laid eyes on you. The most perfect girl he had ever seen. Smart, gorgeous, the best personality and sense of humor. And you loved him. What else could a guy want?

Now that he was in charge of his father’s business though, the stress he experienced increased tenfold. The hours he spent doing paperwork, trying to figure out what the actual fuck was going on, was really getting to him. One day, as he was sat in his office, hunched over the desk, you walked in. You carried a glass of water in your hands, meant to be for yourself. The glass was placed on the desk and he downed it in a second. No use in protesting now.

“Youre overworking yourself, Harry,” you said. He leaned back in his chair and nodded.

“I know, but this is important.” His hand stretched out to take one of yours. He kissed each knuckle twice. Your free hand ran through his hair, which he leaned into. A slight smile curved your lips at the sight.

“You’re so tense,” you whispered, the words seeming to leave your lips as a sigh. You pulled your hands away from him to rest on his shoulders, thumbs digging into the knots of his muscles. He groaned softly and leaned back a little more, slouching. Rounding his chair, you stood in front of him. “Are you coming to bed soon?”

“No, no. I can’t. Don’t wait up for me, I’ll be a while.” He frowned and put his hands on your hips. You nodded and walked to the door, taking the glass with you. Your fingers curled around the doorknob and then you halted. A thought crossed your mind.

“Then can I do what I wanted to do… here?” You turned around again to look at him. His brows furrowed slightly, but he nodded. Crossing the room quickly, the glass hit the wooden desk once more. His eyes followed your every move curiously until he saw you kneel.

“Oh- you meant that?” He gasped slightly. A short nod was all that was given as a response as your fingers moved to tug off the belt he wore with his suit. His hips lifted so you could pull his trousers down as well. His boxers followed. His cock hardened under your touch, twitching slightly as it rose to its full glory. Soft lips pressed kisses along his shaft, tongue darting out to press along the veins that ran up it.

Initially, Harry believed that your actions wouldn’t distract him too much, that maybe it could just be like a massage but… on his cock. It had been a long time since they had the chance to have sex, so he definitely forgot how good it was. After his tip touched your tongue, it was over. His balls strained.

Manicured nails dug into his thighs slightly just to ground herself as you took him into your mouth. His eyes rolled back briefly before opening again to be able to watch. The taste of his precum as it seeped into your mouth seemed heavenly in a way. So foreign, yet so familiar.

One hand was twisting around the parts of him that wouldn’t fit into your mouth, while the other held his balls. They were full and painfully heavy, needing release. He was so very sensitive. The light fondling of his balls had his thighs quivering just slightly as his nails dug into the fancy wooden desk in front of him. There was a call on the phone.

“Motherfucking- mmh..” he moaned softly and denied the call. But they called back again and again. The feeling of your tongue against his cock was too good to let go of though. His fingers threaded into your hair, taking control of your movements as he picked up the phone. “Osborn,” he grunted, doing his best to sound put together. His eyes squeezed shut in focus and he leaned back in the chair, pushing your head down on his cock.

The conversation he had over the phone wasn’t registered by your mind as his hand kept your head pushed down. The smell of him was overwhelming as the light hairs around his base tickled your nose. It seemed like hours until he hung up the phone and released his grip. Removing your mouth from him briefly, you coughed to catch your breath.

“You ok, baby?” He murmured, not realizing what he had really done. You didn’t seem to realize either though. With one more blink and a breath, he was back in your mouth. His thighs tensed and you felt his balls squeeze in your hands. “Shit- fuck.. hold on-“ he grunted and his back arched slightly. Harry always prided himself on not cumming fast, or having his shit together when he did.

Not this time.

With a buck of his hips and a drop of spit running to his balls, he came. “Shi… mm!” He muffled his noise with a hand over his mouth. While he was still spurting cum right down your throat, the door to his office opened.

“Mr. Osborn? Peter Parker is here,” his assistant said. Harry nodded, keeping his hand over his mouth and lowering his head. The assistant was confused at the nearly crosseyed expression Harry had on his face, so he just backed out of the office.

Harry grabbed a tissue from his desk and touched your cheek. “Spit,” he said softly and held the tissue near your mouth. Your lips parted to show your mouth empty. His cum was swallowed.

Harry took a moment and just stared at where he expected to see a pool of his cum and then cleared his throat. He set the tissue on the desk, moved his hair away, and then helped you out from under the desk. But then he spun you around and pinned you to it. His pelvis pressed against your ass.

“I’m sure Pete can wait, yeah?”

[dailymarvelgifs]

SPIDERMAN (2002) + SPIDERMAN 3 (2007) dir. Sam Raimi

[eloisyw8]

[hawkogurl]

[hurtspideyparker]

The Spider-Man 2 (2004) scene where Peter stops the train and passes out so the civilians pull him inside (maskless) is one of the greatest Spider-Man scenes in existence BUT I always giggle when someone says "he's...just a kid" when Toby Maguire is nearly 30, looks nearly 30, and I can see his grown man stubble hehe. I respect the line, Peter is a teenager and New York cares about him, but it's just fun to giggle at.

Now imagine Tom Holland's spidey in that scenario. Not only was he an actual teenager when he took up the role of Spider-Man, but he has that baby face and they styled him so incredibly well in those movies. Like what a sweet little guy. I'm still sad that MCU Spider-Man hasn't really gotten his "Spider-Man & New York City" moment like the others, it's such a vital part of the character and some of the most moving scenes from Tobey and Andrew's films

[my-amygdala-is-synthetic]

three friends who are all mean to each other in different ways is such a good dynamic

[aztromars]

i was gonnamake a n actual drawingbut i saw rhis on pinterest and got sidetracked FAWKK raimi paeksboen uee... ue..ue..