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part six of a ticking clock??? please??? but what if Y/N keeps the symbiote and peter is the only one that looses it??? like what if that fay Y/N had something to do, and had to leave peter Alone???

Ahh I actually already have most of part 6 written, I just need to finish it and post it, it’ll be quite an event haha stay tuned

[meganwayne24]

"you should be at the club" I should be working on my fanfic

[meganwayne24]

me when im awful at updating my stories😐 sorry guys. I’ve been working really hard to improve my writing before posting again, i really love what im writing now and want it to be worthy LOL :) i really hope the next posts released will be worth the wait!!

Two presents in the meantime:

1. A Ticking Clock may have a Harry and Y/N moment at a Halloween party??? Crimson may have a doomed prophecy???

2. These pictures of course:

Thanks for the patience :) something should be out within a week!

[meganwayne24]

crazy how fanfic authors drop the most beautiful and gorgeous pieces of work ever, leaving you speechless and sobbing at three in the morning as you quietly contemplate the masterpiece you just read

and they don’t get paid for it they just do it because they’re having fun and they want to share their joy with you

like I would literally die for all of you fanfic authors out there reblog to swear your allegiance to fanfic authors

[meganwayne24]

You know what?

I love you, fics that take months to update. I click on the newest chapter and have no memory of this place and get to go back some chapters and rediscover how much i love everything about this story.

I love you, fics that take years to update. I think of you fondly, and know your names, go search for you and see an update from this year and scream, diving in uncaring of any missed details (i will finish the update and read you in reverse because this is a treat you have bestowed)

I love you, fics that probably will never update again. Thank you for being a roman empire for my mind, thank you for teaching me about the ephemeral fandom experience, for inspiring a thousand million what if-s, for being a comfort read and a nostalgia read and a reread.

I love you fic writers, who jump into projects and stories with enthusiasm. I love you when you succeed in pumping out those chapters and that love doesn't go away when you stop.

I love you fic writers who post and then get in your own head and never feel confident enough to update, whether it's at all or whether it's just that one story.

I love you fic writers, who have a fandom or media hurt you to the point of abandoning or having a hard time with their WIPs.

I love you fic writers, who lose interest or have life changes or illness or bad memory. Thank you for being part of the fandom, a core part of the fandom. Thank you for the time spent in the fandom.

I love you, fic writers who try out something new and then stop. You're so valid.

I love you, WIP fics that may or may not ever get finished. Thank you for brightening my day in the way only you could have.

[meganwayne24]

A Ticking Clock (pt. 5)

At a time like this? Really?

Fandom: Insomniac Spider-Man Word Count: 1668 Pairing: PS5 Harry Osborn x Reader Synopsis: Peter and you have a run-in with Kraven. Harry gets jealous of your banter with Peter before you climb through the…particle accelerator?

You scurried to compose yourself and ran out of Harry’s home. You were swinging and gliding the fastest you could through all the old money apartment buildings. By the time you arrived at the cemetery, the large and bulky man had been taken down along with many others seeming to serve Kraven. You landed quietly, hoping to find Peter amidst the chaos that had come to pass. Analyzing the scene, you see the main door to the church was open.

Peaking in, you see Peter skulking around. “Here to pick up a serum order for Dr. Connors!”

You whispered loud enough for him to hear, “Spider-Man! It’s Y/-” You realized anyone could be nearby and hear your name. “Uhh spider…woman? I guess?”

“Not bad, Spider-Woman.” He chuckled.

“Shut up, it was the only thing I could come up with on short notice.” Peter swung up to the platforms above. You stayed on ground level to cover the bases.

The silence in the church was unsettling. The chandelier’s lights provoked an eerie feeling in your stomach that you couldn’t shake. The division between the cold atmosphere above and what felt like blood lust below alarmed you. Tentacles started pushing their way out from your sides the more wary you became. A thunderous voice echoed through the air of the room. No matter where you were, it felt like a monster was right behind you. “You have hunted me. This is good.” You spun around quickly with a fist ready for action, but nothing was there.

“Let’s see if you have the strength to finish what you started.” Before you could react, you looked up to see Kraven holding a knife to Peter’s throat.

“I see a man and a woman. I sense…a beast. Why don’t you set it free?” He was taunting Peter successfully. Peter’s suit sent Kraven flying across into the church bell. The ring was shrill to your ears. Your mind went blank with agony. You and Peter both screamed while hunched over in pain. Almost like a practiced, synchronized act, the two of you shot out black webs forcing the bell into the wall.

In what was likely your only chance, your thoughts synced with Peter. You knew what to do. You webbed up to the platforms, sending out another appendage to reach the serum. You landed gracefully next to Pete with the vial firmly in your grasp. “We’re just here to save our friend.”

Peter was angry. You were too focused on the adrenaline flowing through your veins to have any other thought. “We’ll finish this later.” He growled. You hadn’t heard Peter speak like that before. You both zipped out of the window, leaving shattered stained glass everywhere. A beautiful yet devastating sight.

You were now swinging through the city. “Harry, MJ we got the serum. On our way back to Emily-May.” Peter carried on the conversation with them. He reassured Harry that it went well, but he and MJ spoke privately afterwards of what really happened. The new issue of frequencies making the suit malfunction was going to make for a hell of a time.

You were gliding through the air at a distance from Peter when you got a call from Harry. His voice was tainted with concern. “Hey Y/N. I have a feeling Pete was hiding how bad it actually was out there. Are you guys okay?”

“Yeah we are. There’s a slight problem with the suit and certain frequency exposures but we’re okay. How are you feeling?”

“I’m alright for now. I’m glad you’re okay.”

“Me too. I’ll see you soon at the lab yeah?”

“I’ll be here. See you Y/N.”

You glided for another couple minutes, swinging between the support structures of the bridge before arriving at Emily-May. The rooftop had a secret entry way that you used.

Peter jumped in first, you followed swiftly. When you got inside, Harry was reading over Dr. Connors’ file. You and Pete morphed out of your suits into black outfits. His was a button down, quarter length sleeve shirt with jeans and runners while you were in a long sleeve mid-length top and leggings with boots to match.

Harry was still deep in the files, not turning around yet. “You still got it?” You handed over the vial to him. He looked up at you, not expecting your shift in demeanour. There was a new confidence you hadn’t noticed you’d been feeling. His eyes lingered on your figure as your fingers grazed each other’s. It was impossible not to notice your curves and how the outfit complimented them well.

Snapping out of his observant state, he took the serum into his hand. “Let’s see what this thing is made of.” The three of you proceeded to correct the errors in order to form the cure. It started with eliminating the atoms blocking the lizard receptors. By doing that, its instability was discovered. The only way to fix this was…

“Particle accelerator!” In unison, the excitement flooded you all.

“I never thought you guys would be using it this soon!” You knew how exciting this was for them. You all began to run towards the railing of the wide ocean coloured balcony.

Harry’s eyes were more full of light than you’d seen in awhile. “That’d be like using a shotgun for a haircut.”

“Hell of a haircut,” Peter chimed in.

“Quite the analogy Harry…keepin it classy,”

“That’s how I roll,” He flashed a cheeky grin at you. Harry looked ecstatic to be able to use the particle accelerator. You couldn’t help but blush at the man standing before you.

You all moved quickly to the large device to finish preparing the antidote. “The techs said it needs repair, but maybe it’s okay…” Harry was going through the requirements to set up the process. You stood close to him seeing what he was typing as Peter placed the serum in the tube tray. “Okay…” He lifted the cover revealing the ominous red button, “No black holes no black holes no black holes…” Nothing but the sound of fizzling came. Harry sighed. “Pressure change popped an inner section out of alignment.”

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but we’d have to go inside to fix that right?” The boys looked at you attentively with a hint of admiration. “What?” you innocently remarked.

Harry looked in your eyes for a brief moment and smiled. “Uh, nothing. But yeah, that would be the only way.” You turned walking towards the entrance where Peter was standing in the suit.

“No, nope. I wanna do this, back up Spider-Boy.”

Harry tuned in to what the two of you were thinking. “Whoa- whoa whoa whoa, what are you doing?” He was protective in nature.

Peter’s new-found boldness knew no bounds. “The suit’ll protect me, right?”

“You mean me. I’m doing this. You got to go hang around wearing a tux with a tiger. My turn,”

“I wasn’t wearing the suit when I was with Dima.”

“Oh you got her name and everything. Such a gentleman-”

Harry intruded, cutting the wits short. A tinge of jealousy flared in his eyes. “Y/N, I don’t know about this-”

“Relax. I got it.” You hopped in and started crawling through the claustrophobia-inducing tunnel.

“Be a good proton Harry,”

“Huh?”

Peter flashed finger guns at him “stay positive.”

You heard Harry scoff but chuckle at the remark. You continued following the path. The lighting reminded you of the church. You had a feeling something wasn’t right.

“So, what’s the inside of a particle accelerator like?” Harry’s curiosity piqued.

“I mean it’s amazing. You guys gotta check this out sometime,”

“Peter could.” Harry sounded frustrated.

Before you could respond, you set the inner section back in its place. The accelerator lit up while making extremely loud noises. “Uhh guys?”

Peter looked to Harry for the answer. “It’s powering up! But the beam’s erratic, use the magnets to stabilize it!”

“How?!” You could hardly hear yourself think inside the machine, let alone having to focus on what to do.

“Just find the sweet spot.”

“Particle accelerators do NOT have sweet spots!” You shot tentacles out at the magnets in order to fix it. “Great, done. Right?”

“There’s one more set of magnets ahead!”

You rolled your eyes. “You can’t be serious!”

“If you can’t stabilize the beam, it’ll destroy the serum!”

“Fantastic. You know if this wasn’t stressful before, it sure as hell is now!”

“You got this Y/N.” Peter was trying to be encouraging. Harry was gritting his teeth.

“This better not ruin the tap on my debit card.” You fixed the final one. You kept crawling through until electrical charges started coming at you. “Hey! What the hell is this?”

“The particle accelerator is up and running. Just avoid them and come out.” Harry’s voice was stern. Not as lighthearted as before. Normally there was a sense of comfort in it, like coming home after a long day, but not now.

You got to the end and knocked on the door. You carefully placed yourself back on the ground and morphed back into your outfit. Despite Harry’s attitude, he still couldn’t take his eyes off you. You hunched over out of breath. “Yeah you know next time any crawling in tiny spaces with electricity comes up, not it.”

Another loud, shrill buzzer started going off. Peter and you were once again covered in the suits while trying to get through the pain. The screams swarmed the lab. Harry ran to the red button, shutting the noise off.

The relief in your mind is how you imagined euphoria at this rate. “One more thing happens and I just might lose it.” You both stood up, disturbed but okay.

“What was that?” Peter asked before you could.

“More static discharges. The accelerator’s still running though. The serum’s okay.” Harry at least sounded more at ease now. “Guess the suit has sensitive ears…”

You looked at him intently. “Apparently.”

You all took a moment until a scent filled the air. You turned to look.

“Fire!” Peter called out.

“So much for not losing it.” You all ran to put out the fires. One more thing to ruin the night.

A/N: we're back!!! I swear this story is gonna get more interesting just stick with it! Are we slow-burning? Maybe?? Is there a little chemistry between Y/N and Peter?? Maybe??? Who knows hehe

[meganwayne24]

Guysss we’ve got some news!! Currently almost finished writing part 5 of A Ticking Clock, part 1 of an Arkham Knight/Nightwing story called Crimson 👀 and am still working on an additional Jason Todd one!! Either today or tomorrow yall will be getting some content :) sorry for the wait! School is over so here comes the promised content! Thanks for being here :) here’s some pics of the guys❣️

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Sorry I’ve been so busy yall. School is kicking me in the butt right now. I’ll be writing and posting more soon I just need a couple weeks then a lot more content will come :) thanks!

In the mean time…

look at this gorgeous man😭😭 god I’m in love with him LOL

[meganwayne24]

Heyy loving your fic!! When you're gonna update tho ?? 😭😭

Soon I promise!! School is so insane right now but end of April it’ll be way more consistent!!

[meganwayne24]

A Ticking Clock (pt. 4)

They weren’t kidding when they said time is of the essence.

Fandom: Insomniac Spider-Man

Word Count: 1325

Pairing: PS5 Harry Osborn x Reader

Synopsis: It was time to talk to Harry after an exchange that left you both scared and hurt.

[Warnings: 18+, some shirtless bits, intimate moments]

Flying through the air, you couldn’t help but feel guilt. Did you have a right to be angry? He was going through more than you’d ever know. Why were you so upset? All of this started to flood to the front of your mind as a web extended from your hand and kept you secure to the wall of the building. Moving along the walls, the transparent glass was covered inside by the curtains you’d seen many times. Past the shiny grey trim, there was a slit where the sheets separated.

You saw Harry sitting on the couch. His hair was slightly messier than normal. He looks tired and a little pale. He hasn’t been sleeping well, if at all. He puts on a brave face, no one knows how deeply he’s struggling, including you. He takes a slow deep breath in. A cup of water in one hand, his pills in the other. He places the pills in his mouth all at once. He swallows the water, his head tilted back. A trickle of water was left at the corner of his mouth that he wiped with his hand. Despite him no longer having the suit, he was well-built. His arms had veins that your eyes tended to trace to his hands.

Harry stood up and slowly paced towards the window using his cane. You watched him move, forgetting you were in the middle of his view.

He was frightened but he didn’t have a big reaction. All he saw were the white eyes of the suit, enough for a scare but not unexpected anymore.

“Y/N?” You could see his lips moving forming your name. You symbolized “one minute” using your pointer finger. You crawled your way around the tower. It was the only appropriate term for it. You found an opening that led onto the middle floor of the establishment. You revealed yourself from the suit, not in sight of any security cameras and took the elevator, which you weren’t overly fond of, to the space Harry tended to occupy the most.

Stepping into the hallway, grateful for the feeling of solid ground, you took a breath. The colours seemed to stand out this time despite how dark it was from the night. The maroon carpeted floor, shaded walls and accent tables made you feel nostalgic of all the time you spent there. All the time that’s passed, how everything’s changed. You suddenly became aware of the ground at your feet. You took the necessary steps towards Harry’s door. You knocked, not hard, only enough for him to hear.

He opened the door looking down at you. One arm held onto the door while the other was sitting against the doorframe. You thought it was because of his pain, but he didn’t look uncomfortable.

“Hi…” It was the only thing you could think to say. You looked down, afraid to face him. After all the emotions you felt against him, he was still Harry.

“Hi.” You both stood in silence momentarily. The tension was awkward and solemn. It didn’t feel like the two of you at all. “Uh, would you like to come in?”

“Yeah, sure.” Harry stepped away from the doorframe and opened the classic brown door for you. Walking through the apartment felt different, which was to be expected. Harry followed behind you.

You both sat on the couch taking the places you had taken the night everything changed. Now that you were here, you weren’t sure what you had to say. You missed him, you wanted him back at least as your friend.

“So…you took the elevator up here?”

“Yeah…”

“How was that?” There was awkwardness in Harry’s voice. Almost like talking to a crush, but one that you didn’t think liked you back. He knew of your aversion towards the rising and falling entrapment. This was his way of trying to open you up. He never gave himself enough credit for his intelligence, let alone how clever he is.

“I mean, I survived. That’s all I got really.” Harry and you let out soft laughs. It felt nice to share a moment that you wish were everlasting. Once the meshed sounds of your voices fizzled out, you felt the sensation of the cold air against your skin. You shifted, trying to find a comfortable position despite the stress surrounding you.

Harry was sat forward, his hands clasped on his knees. His grey baggy shirt clung to his chest and flared at the bottom. He wore black and white plaid pajama pants that you couldn’t help but blush at. His eyes glanced at you whilst his head was down, his auburn hair falling slightly from its regular position.

“Y/N I’m sorry. The other night I just felt…” Harry let out a stressed sigh. “Okay, I’m not used to this. Explaining my feelings I- I just felt jealous I guess.” You didn’t understand. Jealous of what? He saw the confused look on your face. “Look you know when Pete called me that night? And MJ called you? Pete started asking all about the suit, which I get. But…” He seemed hesitant to continue. “Pete has it all right now. Spider-Man, this new suit, more time with you because of it. I just feel like I’m losing more than I expected, and I’m scared.” He looked up from his hands that he’d been picking at while speaking. Your eyes were glued to him and his movements. He looked at you deeply. “I don’t want to lose you Y/N. I’m sorry I pushed you away.” He sniffled and wiped his eyes quickly, appearing ashamed of his emotions.

“Harry…” you were taken aback. “I’m sorry. But I promise you, you’re never going to lose me…at least not of my own volition.” Again, more lighthearted laughs. “Because, you know, I did almost die the other day. Not my fault, but it did happen.” You winked at Harry, giving him a mischievous smirk. “But even then, I choose you. Okay?”

You looked into each other’s eyes. Harry’s always seemed to change colour with the light. Sitting in the dark with the moonlight shining through the window, they were a hazy grey. A moment transpired, both of you eyeing each other’s lips. You both began to lean in, your hand reaching to touch the side of his face. A loud intermittent buzzer started going off.

“Oh you have got to be kidding.”

“False alarm. Just a timer I forgot to turn off.” He put his phone on silent and placed it on the hardwood table.

Your stomach was in knots, remembering the last time this happened. Your breathing staggered. Harry took notice of it.

“Hey,” he cupped your face gently, hiding your surprise at the size of his hands up close. “I’m here. And I’m not stopping this time. Not if you don’t want me to.”

You felt the want, and the need that had been building up for years. You were being given the chance now. Before you could think, you grabbed his face and pressed your lips to his. You moved your arms down around his neck. Harry placed his hands on your hips. It felt like a perfect fit. The time between each kiss became shorter. They became more passionate. He slid his hands down to your thighs, lifting you so that you were straddling him. He slowly raised your shirt and planted kisses softly up your stomach, then your shirt off and threw it behind the couch.

All was well until the suit started pushing out tentacles around you. You were swarmed with this feeling of danger. An image of fighting an armored man in the middle of a cemetery flashed by your eyes. You felt dizzy, losing your balance.

Harry was holding you, preventing any potential fall. “Y/N are you okay?” He stroked your hair, moving it out of your face.

“It’s Peter. He’s in trouble, and I think he needs my help.”

A/N: come on now, I couldn’t just give you guys everything at once lol, gotta have some buildup of course. im so busy with school rn but trying to be consistent-ish. thanks for the patience :)

[meganwayne24]

A Ticking Clock (pt. 3)

You’re wasting time. Don’t you see that?

Fandom: Insomniac Spider-Man

Word Count: 1907

Pairing: PS5 Harry Osborn x Reader

Synopsis: You and Peter go on a mission to find out about Kraven. You receive a message from Harry, not sure what to do about it.

[Warnings: language]

You woke up early in the morning to the birds being slightly louder than normal. It was enough to get you up and going at 6am. Even then, you felt like you hadn’t slept better in a long time. You figured with this energy, you would clean up the place. Harry looked at peace as he slept. Considering recent events, you didn’t want to wake him and take his rest away. You silently folded the blankets and washed the dishes you used.

Peter and you were to be meeting at Little Odessa. He was awake early too, to your shock. You both valued the days of lounging in bed and sleeping the hours of the mornings away.

You left a note for Harry. After his tone last night, you weren’t keen on staying to see how it would turn out. It read:

“Hey Harry,

Heading out with Pete this morning. I cleaned up the place and put some things away so you could relax. If you need anything let me know.

Y/N”

You didn’t know what to say to him. Things felt wrong right now. You felt such guilt for having his cure, but it wasn’t your choice to take it from him. You wanted him healed. It was bestowed on you.

You grabbed an apple, closed the curtains and began to make your way to the pawn shop. You decided to test out these new abilities by trying to swing from building to building. You expected it to be harder but the strength that came with the powers made the learning curve short and sweet.

You landed close to the shop, hidden to morph out of the new suit. You scanned the area from a rusty apartment fire escape making sure it was clear, which it was until you heard someone above you.

“Hey you.” You swung your fist out nearly hitting the side of none other than Peter Parker‘s head. He was hanging upside down and quickly dodged out of the way equipped in the new suit, like you. The fright caused the suit to reform around you.

He flipped, landing onto the railing “Oh my god! Pete I almost- ugh you scared the hell out of me!”

“Y/N, you do know I have spidey senses right? Would’ve felt anything coming before it actually happened?”

“I mean you never know with this weird suit. Maybe we’re a step ahead.”

“But I have the suit too-”

“Fine yeah you win whatever. Let’s just go figure out if this guy knows anything.” Peter dawns on this cocky smirk like he had the upper hand. You figured you wouldn’t get him back because, like he said, spider senses. You could try though.

You landed in the alleyway while Peter crawled along the dusted walls of the building. Creeping along, you see Solid Gold Pawn. It always had this run-down look. This time though, it was worse for wear, far worse than you’d ever seen it before. The glass was shattered on the ground, crumpled posters were floating through the streets. The owner was just sweeping up the disaster outside when Pete asked him what happened. Hunters. The man didn’t look shocked by anything that transpired until he was shown the broken blade used by Kraven. He looked terrified, not of the people who ruined his shop, but of the man calling the shots. He didn’t call him Kraven though.

The flames have been lit by Kravinoff.

He practically ran back into the store and locked up what he could despite all the broken barriers.

“Well that wasn’t helpful at all.” You both begin to scale a building around the way, almost in sync.

“On the contrary,”

You rolled your eyes, irritated by Pete’s constant opposition. “Oh please Spider-Boy, tell me what genius thought you’ve mustered up now.” You reached the top of the roof about to zip through the city when Peter grabbed your arm.

“Hey, are you okay? You’ve seemed off this whole time. You and Harry were together last night-“

“Just leave it alone okay?” You pulled your arm away aggressively. “I don’t want to talk about it, and he didn’t either…” Pete exposed his face from the suit, he was showing vulnerability. You looked up at him and did the same. Your eyes welled up with tears, not enough for you to cry, but enough for Peter to know you were hurting. “Look I thought he…I don’t know, maybe he had feelings for me. But I was wrong.”

Peter pursed his lips as he listened. His eyes, more hazel than you’d ever noticed before, were focused solely on you. “What makes you say that?”

“Don’t look so shocked. He asked me to kiss him, we were interrupted and afterwards he just seemed cold, distant. He clearly changed his mind for some reason so whatever. I’m moving on, now you know.”

Peter’s face looked saddened. He was always a good friend to you. He was there for you many times when you didn’t have much. You considered yourself lucky to have someone like him in your life for as long as it’s been. “If it means anything coming from me, he’d be crazy not to like you. You’re great.”

You may have blushed slightly at the comment. “Thanks Pete.” You both stood there for a moment, staring at each other. You weren’t as far apart as you originally thought. There was a connection of sorts. You felt like, right now, he could see you so clearly, and you could see his immense pain. You didn’t realize how deeply rooted it was. It felt like you weren’t even looking at him anymore. It was as though you were looking in him. In his mind. Your watches buzzed, snapping you both out of the trance you were in.

Peter checked first. “MJ sent us two locations of…bonfires?”

“Divide and conquer?”

Pete looked skeptical. “You’re sure you can handle it? You are still new to this-”

“I got it.” You snapped slightly. “You take the farther one though, I’m in more of a hitting mood than swinging.”

Before Peter had the chance to respond, you were off to the pinpointed location on your built-in map. You felt this anger inside you building up. Harry was someone you cared for so deeply. You were vulnerable with him. You let him see a part of you that you didn’t share with others. You needed to release it.

Instead of Spider-Man’s common stealth approach, you came in with punches thrown harder than you knew you could hit. Each attack felt good. It felt like satiating a craving, but it wasn’t your own. Effectively getting rid of all the obstacles in your way in a matter of minutes, you received a call from Harry. You weren’t in the mood to talk so you let it go to voicemail. To your surprise, he left a message.

“Hey Y/N. I wanted to say I’m sorry…for last night. I was talking to Pete and I just got upset about everything happening.” He paused, collecting his thoughts. “Look, I’d rather talk to you about this when you have time. You don’t need to answer now, just call me when you can…I’m sorry.” You didn’t have time for this.

“Hey Pete? You there?”

“Yeah you okay? I finished up my location, just swinging around now. Doesn’t sound like you’re being attacked so I’m assuming it went well?”

“Something like that.” You zipped up to a plain-walled room just above you. Turning around, there was a desk set up with a monitor. “Hey there wasn’t a secluded computer at your spot was there?”

“Uh…yeah no. Definitely not.” He said in a soft, quiet tone.

“Why are you whispering?”

“I’m being sneaky...”

“Please don’t say it.”

“Like a spider.” He snickered to himself pridefully.

“Right…anyways…Let me see what I can find.” You started going through the files and found alcohol listed as ‘shipped’ to a secret location.

“Anything?”

“Yeah I think so. How do you feel about going to a party tonight?”

“Depends on the party…”

“Looks like they’re sending in quality stuff from Volgograd. These are ridiculously expensive drinks…They’ve gotta be shipping these in confined boats”

“Just so happens I’m at the docks now, taking out some hunters. Give me a couple minutes.”

“You waste no time.” You waited patiently, as patient as one can be for 5 minutes. The city looked so dim from the roof. The nightlife felt non-existent. It gave you time to think. Your reality was twisting at its core. Harry consumed your mind. He was supposed to be your future, and now you don’t even know if he’s your present. You had his cure, and you figured he had resentment. Could anything be done at this point?

“I’ve got the party address.”

You waited a moment, expecting him to speak. “Are you going to share it?”

“Only for the cool kids, sorry.”

“The fact that you said ‘cool kids’ kind of disproves your point”

“Right…718 Kent. Race you there!”

“I’m across the city! How is that fair?”

“You’re wasting time quality time trying to argue it when you could be-”

“Fine!” You start swinging as fast as you can. You figured you wouldn’t make it in time but you wanted to try. You saw why Peter enjoyed swinging from skyscraper to apartment building. It felt liberating. Taking a chance every single time you let a web go. The wind taking your weight as you soared. You’d never experienced anything like it.

You landed on a lamppost spotting Peter crouched behind a car. There weren’t any ‘enemies’ nearby, you figured now would be your chance to try and get him back. You landed silently, creeping up behind him and just said in his ear “sneaky like a spider huh?”

Peter jumped and almost yelped.

“Ha! That actually worked! That’s what I call ‘sweet revenge’ Spider-Boy.”

He was clearly startled. “How did you do that? My spider senses didn’t sense you at all.”

“Maybe it’s the suit? Learned how to bypass your senses through its connection to you and applied it to me?” You chuckled, half-joking. You didn’t know anything about it though. Maybe it was true, who was to say?

Peter looked unsettled by this. It was something new, something he couldn’t see coming anymore. This wasn’t normal for him.

“Hey…Pete if it’s bugging you I won’t do it again. Sorry.”

“It’s okay. We should probably go.” He was more scared from this than he was letting on. Not of the jump, but the fact that he couldn’t see it coming.

“How are you getting in there?” Harry was now talking through both of your comms systems. Peter looked at you, giving you a chance to answer.

You said coldly, directly “kitchen entrance.”

“You guys should change. The classic Peter Parker and Y/N L/N looks aren’t gonna cut it.”

“Too bad my tux is at the dry cleaners-” Peter’s suit started to push out parts that overtook his body.

“Aw what? Mine isn’t doing that. Looks like this may just be a job for you Pete.”

Peter seemed enthralled by his new look. “I’m a spy…a spider spy.”

“Go have fun with your new toy, I’m gonna go see what I can do…elsewhere.”

Peter faced you. You shared a look that said what you were about to do. “Good luck Y/N.”

“Bye Pete.”

You could see Oscorp in the distance. It was time to talk to Harry.

A/N: Hi! I know this is sort of filler BUT TRUST!! I have a plan, hopefully it turns out decent. Can’t give ya too much Harry at once. Gotta make some development you know? Thanks :)

[meganwayne24]

A Ticking Clock (pt. 2)

Like Sands of the Hourglass…

Fandom: Insomniac Spider-Man

Word Count: 1541

Pairing: PS5 Harry Osborn x Reader

Synopsis: After surviving the zoo, Harry and you spend an evening together to relax and recoup.

[Warnings: flirty/witty fluff & intimacy; **The story is 18+ and will have warnings when suggestive content will appear, please do not read if you are not above 18!!]

Escaping all the madness, the four of you found yourselves back at Oscorp. Harry was asleep on the bright orange couch you all shared many memories on. You sat on the cold floor leaned against the couch, your head resting near Harry’s. You didn’t want him to be alone when he woke up. 

You must have fallen asleep because you woke up to Harry who was sat up talking to Pete and MJ. “Stop hovering, I’m fine.” He looked at a clearly useless-feeling Peter and a worried MJ realizing they were concerned for him out of love, not trying to be a pain. “Maybe some water.” He figured with the hero lifestyle, Peter wasn’t used to being able to do nothing and needed something to feel like he was being helpful. 

“Water, on it.” He ran off to the kitchen to grab a mug. You and MJ exchanged a look that said you and Harry needed a minute to talk. 

“I’ll be back, just gonna go talk to Pete.” MJ gave Harry a quick side hug. “I’m glad you’re feeling okay” and she was off to the kitchen to bring Pete out of the room. That left you on the floor and Harry sitting on the couch. Normally, Harry always joined you on the floor, it was your thing. But he was in pain, so you got up on the sofa with him.

“How are you? Sorry that’s stupid. Pete and I have your cure. Of course you’re awful. I mean feeling awful. I’m sorry I-”

“Y/N it’s okay. I’m fine. I’ll need it back eventually but you died. You were actually dead.” He trailed off. There was a slight awkward silence between the two of you. “Do you remember anything that happened before you…you know.”

“I mean I remember telling you something...” You figured the last things you said to him were the last words you would ever say. You weren’t prepared for anything after that. You wanted him to know at the time and now having to deal with the aftermath, you weren’t sure what was going to happen.

“Okay well I’ll tell you this. I’ve liked you…forever, keeping it simple. And if we’re being honest, I love you too, since you said it first.” He winked at you and nudged your shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah whatever. I was dying you know, could’ve been delusion or hallucinations.”

“I dare argue that’s when you’re most honest.” He flashed that cheeky smirk he does when he’s being witty. It always makes your face flush.

“Well, I do remember what I said, and I stand by it. I love you too…too. I guess.” You both chuckled. It was nice for life to feel normal, even if it was only a minute. MJ and Pete came back in the room, Pete rushing a blue mug of water to Harry. 

“Okay we gotta figure out how to get this back onto Harry. How did you give it to us?”

“I…I don’t know. It just sort of happened.” Harry looked lost. None of you knew what was going on, but his whole future was at stake.

“Okay, umm… let’s just try.” You and Pete made the black goo move around and get close to Harry but it wouldn’t take. 

MJ was watching closely until she looked down “Guys there’s stuff pushing its way out of you-”

“What?” You both looked down to see that the blade Kraven shoved in Pete’s side dropped to the ground as the small glass fragments from the zoo ceiling fell from your abdomen.

“Oh my god are you guys okay?” MJ stood up to observe and see if either of you were actually injured. 

“Yeah I’m fine. Y/N you okay?” Peter turned to you.

“Yeah I’m good. Let’s go again.” You both coordinated your timing for the second time. The goo approached Harry but again, it didn’t work. The only solution was to find Dr. Connors, which Harry suggested. He was currently a lizard though, so MJ took it on herself to find Kraven and the serum he keeps on him. In that time, Peter went off to go patrolling as Spider-Man with Miles, which led to the late hours of the night. That left you with Harry. Despite his pain, he wanted to spend time with you. 

“So what are we watching tonight? Empire Strikes Back I presume?” Harry looked at you as he was filling up the snack bowl with an assortment of popcorn and sweet candy.

“Why do you say that?” You look at him innocently as if it wasn’t always your first pick on movie nights.

“Oh gee I wonder. It’s not like we spent the first Friday of each month all of high school watching it. Even throughout summer.”

“What can I say? I’m dedicated.” You smile as you can’t help but stare at his hands as he’s filling the bowl. You couldn’t tell if he was taking forever to fill the bowl or if you had just been looking awhile. Your eyes met his and your face went red.

“Can I help you?” He laughed lightly.

“Yeah add more skittles. If you were paying closer attention you would’ve known to do that.” Even after having talked about your feelings, you were used to “hiding” it. This was new ground for you.

“Oh you’re one to talk.” He jokingly rolled his eyes and grabbed the bag of skittles and poured some in the bowl. Once he finished, you went to set up the movie. It only took a couple seconds which gave you time to head back to Harry to get the bowl and drinks.

“Here let me grab that.”

“I got it, it’s okay.”

“I know, but you could also save your energy to stay awake and finish the movie with me.” You smiled at him, trying to tell him it was okay to not strain himself without making him feel bad.

“Well when you put it like that…I’m definitely carrying it all.”

“Hey!” Your jaw dropped in awe at the statement he made. You couldn’t help but smile though. You always loved his sense of humour. It was one of your favourite things about him.

“Kidding, kidding. Fine, it’s all yours for the taking.”

“Thank you.” You snickered and carried the bowl and cups, confident from the win, as you kept an eye on him to make sure he got to the couch safely. You thought about using your newly gained powers to help in carrying the items, but you didn’t want to rub it in Harry’s face. 

The iconic theme song starts to play and you both sit in the dark, the only light being shown from the TV. You both made your inside jokes you had throughout the movie and enjoyed being in each other’s company. 

“Harry, I have a very important question for you.”

“Go for it.” He looks at you, more intrigued than you’d expect as he puts a handful of snacks in his mouth.

“We’ve got popcorn and candy here right? But let’s say you can’t have both, you can only pick one. What are you picking?”

“See that’s just not possible. You have to have a mix of both. One without the other isn’t a thing.”

“Hmm…fine. I’ll give you that.” You both look at each other with straight faces and burst out into laughter.

“You’re so weird with these questions.” Harry giggles to himself thinking of all the times throughout the movies you used to watch together, even when MJ and Peter would join and remember the random topics you’d bring up.

“Oh please you love it.”

“That I do.” He made you nervous even now. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him after he said that. He was your best friend, but times had changed. “Let’s turn the tables. Y/N I have a very important question- no. Statement. I have a very important statement for you.”

“And what could that be?”

“Kiss me.” Your mind blanked. Part of you didn’t believe that just came out of his mouth. And suddenly it was all you could see. His face, his lips. You only hoped he couldn’t hear your heart pounding out of your chest. 

You leaned in slowly, a long history flying by as this moment appeared. It felt like your life flashing before your eyes, but it was memories of your relationship. Your head tilted to the side as his hand reached to caress your cheek. You could feel the heat of his lips against yours when your phones started ringing. MJ called you to tell you to meet Peter at the pawn shop in Little Odessa in the morning while Pete called Harry to ask about how to use the suit. After the phone calls, the movie had finished and the two of you were left there. Harry looked visibly upset.

“Hey, you okay?”

“I’m fine. I’m gonna go to bed. Episode VI for background noise?” He didn’t love talking about his feelings. Not a lot anyways, especially when he was mad at one of you.

“Yeah sure. Goodnight Harry.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” You two proceeded to fall asleep on the couch, just like you always do.

A/N: Hi friends! Hope this one was okay! Still getting into it considering I started midway through the story lol oops… anywho we’ll see where the story takes us! Thanks for being here :)

[meganwayne24]

I read your fic about Harry, and tbh i don't know much about him but. it was really good! could i request a jason todd fic? could be about anything. :D

totally! I’ll figure out something! may take me a little bit but it should be set soon :)

[meganwayne24]

A Ticking Clock (pt. 1)

Did time ever stop for you?

Fandom: Insomniac Spider-Man

Word Count: 1517

Pairing: PS5 Harry Osborn x Reader

Trigger Warning: Death, light swearing, anger

All you could hear, so vividly, was ticking. A clock’s arms moving slower and slower, time running out. Covering it was static. The shock of the explosion made your ears ring. Your head was spinning. Reality felt like a dream you were about to wake from. Like everything in your life was leading up to this moment.

Your eyes fluttered open trying to take in your surroundings. The zoo you were in was destroyed. Everything was on fire and damaged and there was no sight of comfort. Bodies of hunters scattered the warm ground with their blood pooling in each man-made pothole. You looked up seeing the shattered glass ceiling realizing a few of the cuts along your body were inflicted by the shards. Still staring up you see Harry fighting Kraven with the symbiote. They were angry, furious punches. You looked to your right to see MJ desperately trying to hold Peter up, the broken blade of Kraven’s sword sticking out of his side.

You went to get up when you realized you were stuck. Your tunnel vision state prevented you from seeing the metal pole that was lying across your chest. It was almost the size of a boulder, but felt like you were crushed under the statue that nearly took out MJ and Peter. You were short of breath, it was likely the impact collapsed one of your lungs.

Peter’s strength gave out, a fair distance from you. You were sure they couldn’t see you. MJ tried to hold him up but he couldn’t walk anymore. You could see her uttering words to Peter but all you could hear again was that ticking. Slower and slower.

It wasn’t looking good for Peter, but you knew things were far worse than you originally suspected when the first word you heard was a violent, desperate, horrified scream.

“HARRY!” It was MJ. Peter was on his back, his breathing visibly shallow. You watched his chest rising up and down, slower…and slower. Harry hit Kraven one last time that seemed to keep him down for a while. He jumped down from the glass and landed a meter away. He sprinted to Peter’s side, his knees hitting the ground hard. The only time you can remember him dropping like that was when he got the news about his mom.

Your hearing started to tune back in briefly as you heard Harry “Hey, hey buddy this is nothing. Remember in 5th grade when-” Pete’s mask was off. His head went limp first, then quickly down his limbs in the matter of milliseconds his body was finally at rest.

“Pete…” MJ couldn’t process what was happening.

“NOOO!” Harry was distraught. He couldn’t stand a loss like this. Not again. They sat there for a minute until Harry looked up at MJ. “Where’s Y/N?” He had been so caught up in losing his best friend. He had to push it aside for now. He stares at MJ intensely, waiting for her to answer. She always had a lead. But when he looked at her, she had nothing but a scared look on her face. “Where is she?! I won’t lose another person. I CAN’T.”

You try to reach your arm out. Something to draw his attention to your direction. You try to say something, but you’re still short of breath and realize yelling isn’t something you can do now. Your cuts have been releasing blood by the minute. You were dying. You started losing feeling in your arm. You couldn’t tell if it was from exhaustion, or the lack of blood flow. Your eyes started to close slightly, the ticking creeping up again. Could you even call it that now though? Now it was just an occasional thump. That’s what it’s been. Your heart begging, pleading with the rest of your body to have something to pump through. But there was almost nothing now. So little in your body and yet so much to lose.

MJ had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. She was just always there. Any event in your life you could think of, there she was, the two of you cheering each other on. And Harry…Harry was everything. Day, night. It was him. A part of you always knew that but you just never could bring yourself to tell him, because what if he didn’t feel the same and you lost him forever. It felt stupid now. You were dying and all you could think of was how you wished you had the chance to tell him. And now it was too late.

“-Y/N. Oh my god Y/N!” You felt so weak but you managed to open your eyes a slight crack. Harry used the symbiote’s strength to lift the pole off of you. You felt a surge of pure pain and let out a brutal, soul-crushing cry. Tears streaming down your face.

Harry got down next to you, his eyes wide with fear. He was afraid of making things worse so he held your hand. His face a mere centimeters away. “I’m sorry. It’s okay, you’re gonna be okay. Please.”

“Harry…” You struggled to breathe let alone speak. “I need…I need to tell you…” Your other hand reached to his face.

“No. You’re going to be okay, you hear me? You don’t die today.” You felt tears on his cheek.

“Harry…please.” You started to gasp for air between words.

“Y/N breathe with me okay?” He starts taking deep breaths in and out. You try to follow but it’s becoming increasingly harder, taking more and more of your energy each time.

“Harry listen please.” He saw something in your eyes. Something he didn’t know he’d been dreading. Desperation. Not for someone, but for time. He stopped speaking and looked at you. “I love you.” You gasped for air. “I always did.” You needed to make it quick. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.” Between each word almost it felt like you weren’t getting air in at all. It didn’t matter to you at that moment though. You watched Harry, suddenly noticing every speck and crease your eyes glossed over before. Before he could respond, your eyes closed. That ticking clock finally stopped. No more noise.

“No. No no no no. Y/N please open your eyes.” Harry was now holding you close to him trying to wake you up. “Please this can’t be it.” His mind started swirling with all the unspoken words that had been in his head for years. Every stolen glance he had ever taken. Every little thing you did when you were excited or scared that he noticed. “I love you. I love you I love you I’m sorry.” He pressed his forehead to yours. His original crying had now become audible sobs. They progressively turned into angry screams.

“Harry you found-” MJ came running over until the image was burned into her brain of what took place. You died in his arms. Peter and you, now gone. Harry gently put you down. He walked onto the path between you and his once lively best friend.

“Heal the world. What’s the point when they’re not here? Heal everyone else’s world but not my own. Our own.” He paused, everything hitting him in that moment. “This isn’t FAIR!” Swiftly following that yell was the black tentacles escaping from him. They projected outwards as Harry screamed with rage. MJ watched in horror as the tentacles started to move their way around you and Peter. Both of your corpses were both being held in the air. The symbiote encapsulated you both, simultaneously placing you on the ground.

That ticking was back. At a much quicker pace than what you had gotten used to. You shot up, eyes wide open. You hadn’t had this much energy for as long as you could remember. Gasping for air, you observed your surroundings. Pete was looking around as confused as you were. He was covered in what looked like Harry’s suit. Pete looked between you and Harry and before you knew it the black tentacles had you pinned against a tree.

“PETE WHAT THE HELL?”

“Y/N?” Peter revealed his face from the suit. “Why are you in Harry’s suit?”

“What are you talking about?” You finally look down and see you are enveloped by the symbiote. “Wait no…this isn’t right. MJ? Harry?”

“You died. Both of you. The symbiote just sort of split from Harry and into the two of you.” MJ, now with a clear mind, had the answer.

“Wait so Harry does that mean..?” You were heartbroken. You knew what him not having the symbiote meant. No cure meant the disease was no longer in remission.

“Yeah, it does.” He didn’t seem too upset. He kept looking at you, like he was more concerned for you than him.

“Okay so how do we-” Before Pete could finish, more hunters started showing up. It was time to go. That ticking thumped normally now, officially drowned out by the adrenaline pumping in your ears from having to run to safety.

A/N: hope you guys enjoyed! i can’t lie I wanna make a part 2 like it feels part 1-ish if you get what I mean. maybe a story idkkkk we’ll see! I should also mention this is one of the first fanfics I've written so if it's rough I apologize lol she's a work in progress!

[meganwayne24]

hey! my name is megan. I really wanted to get into writing fanfics or one shots or whatever lol. I’m gonna make a list of characters I’d be down to write for! suggestions are more than welcome! I will say I’m very into Harry Osborn from Insomniac Spider-Man 2 rn so I’m really focused on that but still open to other things! I am in school so patience and understanding is very valued and appreciated. thank you!!

Insomniac Marvel’s Spider-Man:

Peter Parker

Harry Osborn

Doctor Who:

Ninth Doctor

Tenth Doctor

Scooby Doo Live Action Movies (2002 & 2004):

Fred Jones

Shaggy Rogers

DC Comics:

Red Hood/Jason Todd/Arkham Knight

Nightwing/Dick Grayson

MCU:

Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Hogwarts Legacy:

Sebastian Sallow

Ominis Gaunt

You can suggest others too! I’m just starting with these as a baseline for ideas :)