#ps5 harry osborn

[melissa-kenobi]

Still Yours

[PS5 Harry Osborn x Reader]

A/N: hola, yes I am writing for Harry :) I love him too he's so adorable. :3 & yes there shall be a pt 2 for my Peter fic :D

Summary: Harry comes back.

***

"Just got a tip." MJ says as she checks her phone. "Raft's moving a couple of inmates to Ravenscroft tomorrow for evaluation."

"Did they say who?" Peter asks MJ as she walks to the door, grabbing her keys on the way.

"Nope! But I'm gonna find out." MJ smirks, a cheeky grin on her lips.

"Be careful MJ." You call out from the kitchen as she gives you a salute and walks out the door. Peter laughs as he walks up to you and gives you a hip bump, reaching for the jar.

"Hey! Not my cookies!" You say, ready to throw soapy water at him, but not before you hear MJ let out a shriek.

"MJ!" Both you and Peter call as you run out in a frightful shock after her only to see someone you never thought you'd see again.

Harry Osborn.

MJ runs up to him and gives him a big hug, squeezing the life out of him, a huge grin etched on her face. Peter follows after her, watching his best friend with a gentle smile.

"Woah!" Harry laughs, holding himself up with the help of a cane. "Doctor's haven't cleared me for MJ hugs yet!"

"Sorry..." MJ apologises sheepishly as she pulls back.

You watch from the steps as Peter hugs his best friend, taking comfort in the fact that he was here, telling him how much you had all missed him. Harry glances up from Peter's hug to see you standing by the steps, hands and arms still covered in bubbly soap, curly hair tied up, a few strands framing your features and a look of longing etched onto your face.

"Y/N..." Harry faintly whispers your name ever so sweetly as he looks at you. You watch his eyes soften as he pulled away from Peter and took a wobbly step towards you, almost falling, but Peter catches him, helping Harry stand up right. You hold in your tears as you rush back indoors, slamming the door and falling to the floor.

It had been two years. Two excruciatingly long fucking years since he went to Europe without mentioning a single word to you. No calls, no texts, nothing.

You had to find out from MJ, someone you'd barely spoken to in high school had told you. Mary fucking Jane had to tell you that your so-called boyfriend had gone to Europe and that no-one knew when he'd would be back or how to contact him.

You called him every single day, leaving voicemail after voicemail until his phone told you that his messages were full and that you couldn't leave anymore. You called Peter, each week asking if he had heard anything from Harry, but alas nothing. You had cried every night, praying, wishing that he would contact you somehow. That he hadn't just upped and left without good reason.

But no. Nothing.

So you got on with your life.

Got a job as kindergarten teacher, helped Peter with his Spider-Man stuff, became really good friends with MJ and moved on. Because if Harry had moved on, then so could you.

But now he was here. He was outside the door and you didn't know what to do.

***

Moments later Peter ran indoors calling your name, Harry following behind cautiously as he took in the appearance of the house.

"Y/N?? You still here?" Peter calls but can't seem to find you anywhere in the house. "I don't think she's h-

"Pete..." Harry sighs as he finds a handwritten note on the table. He still recognises your handwriting, a hand tracing over the note softly as he reads it. "She's gone."

"What do you mean she's gone?" Peter scoffs as he reads the note you wrote.

Hey Pete and MJ,

I'm sorry, seeing Harry again brought up some things. I need to clear my mind before anything. If you see him, tell him I did miss him and I do want to talk, soon.

Make sure he doesn't come after me, please Pete? And make sure you don't eat my cookies ... I'm talking about you Ms Watson... :)

Love you guys,

Cookie xx

Harry hears the sound of an engine being turned on and rushes to the door to try and catch you before you leave. He calls your name but it falls on empty ears as he watches you ride away on a black motorbike, curly hair blowing in the wind.

"She rides motorbikes now?" Harry says, eyes filled with adoration, but heart heavy with how much he had missed with you.

"Yeah...but she still doesn't let anyone touch it." Pete smiles, reading the bit about making sure MJ doesn't eat your cookies. However it soon turns into a frown as he looks at Harry. "She's changed alot since you left Harry."

"I know Pete. I know." Harry sits down, sighing deeply. "How do I fix this Pete?"

Peter exhales heavily. "I don't know."

***

It was coming up to 2 weeks since you had run from Harry. From everything.

You don't know why you did.

Maybe you were scared. Scared he didn't need you anymore. Maybe he didn't love you anymore.

MJ had messaged you a million times, making sure you were okay, even sending you pictures of her and Peter with your cookie jar, making sure you'd seen she hadn't eaten any of them. Peter, on the other hand, thought he was subtle. He had swung around where you were staying, keeping an eye on you making sure you weren't falling back into old habits.

Cookie 🍪: pete, you know I can see you?

Pete 🕷: whaaaat? im with mj at home

Cookie 🍪: *sends picture attachment*

Pete 🕷: :O

Pete 🕷: sorry cookie, just wanted to make sure you were safe :(

Cookie 🍪: im okay petey :)

Pete 🕷: i know. harry says hi. he misses you. we miss you

Cookie 🍪: I'll be home soon, promise, love you guys x

Pete 🕷: love you too cookie x

You decided to go home after Peter's text.

***

Seconds after pushing the keys in the door, you were tackled in a massive hug from MJ, who squeezed the living hell out of you and would not let go. You'd barely gotten your helmet off before it dropped to the floor.

"MJ! I'm fine, you can let go now!" You mumble against her hair. "Please, my bones are gonna crack and you don't even have super strength..."

"Don't ever do that again. Please?" MJ says as she pulls away holding your face.

"Sorry red, I promise I won't." You say squeezing her hands gently, making her pull a face at your nickname for her. Peter smiles as he sees you, pulling you into a albeit gentler hug.

"You good?" Peter asks as you nod in response, wallking backwards towards the staircase.

"I'm gonna put my stuff away and I'll-

"Hi..." Harry breathes out, walking down the stairs, coming face to face with you. His red hair, a slight mess on his head, a smile askew on his rosy lips while he observed every inch of your face as if you'd disappear again if he said something wrong. You could sense those feelings you'd buried deep for him wanting to resurface. No, needing to resurface. A red curl had fallen onto his forehead and you instantly to brush it away.

You weren't ready, but it was now or never.

"Hi." You mumble back, suddenly shy as you avoided looking at him. Because if you did, you were sure it was going to break your heart again.

"We'll leave you two to talk..." Peter says, squeezing your hand in comfort, before heading upstairs with MJ. "Hear him out, Cookie..."

You nod back at Pete and MJ, giving them a smile.

"Hi...I er- sorry I already said that..." Harry says shy, stuttering over his words making you let out a small laugh.

He hadn't changed.

His head lifts up, eager to hear your sweet laughter again, "So you and Pete?" Harry says as he smiles softly at you.

"What? No! No way- he's with MJ!" Your eyes go wide before realising he was teasing you. "You're teasing me..."

He hold his hand up in surrender as a soft smile appears on his lips, as he tilts his head, eyes filled with a gentle longing. You couldn't help but notice how much it suited him, how much he had matured. He was still the same Harry you knew, but his features had grown. He no longer had that beanie he always wore, his eyes were brighter than before, filled with hope.

Harry seemed to notice the look on your face and sighed, "I'm sorry, I am so sorry- about everything. Can- can I explain?"

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. "Let's sit down."

You walk over to the couch and take a seat, Harry following suit, sitting closer than you expected.

"Sorry.." He instantly apologised, shuffling back. You don't know what made you put your hand on his leg, making him freeze as he instinctively went to hold your hand.

"I didn't- sorry..." You mutter, looking down, feeling like a shy teen all over again.

Harry lets out a small laugh, squeezing your hand and rubbing the top of it with his thumb. "Reminds me of our 3rd date at Coney-

"When the stupid candy guy pushed me into you and-

"I caught you, but your face was a red as a tomato, and you wouldn't look at me for the rest of our date till I-

"Till you kissed me..." You finish off blushing as you looked up at Harry. Gosh, you really did miss him. "What happened Harry?"

His lips turn into a grimace, eyes still on you. "Europe was a lie. I was in the city in isolation undergoing treatment. I didn't want you guys to worry. I didn't want you to worry..."

"Harry..." You mutter softly, gently playing with his fingers. "I wish you would have told me, so you wouldn't have had to go through it alone."

"No. It was my choice and I had to live with that. I couldn't put you through that pain." Harry sighs, looking at your entwined fingers, his heart aching. "I saw what my father went through when my mom passed, and I- I didn't want the same to happen to you."

"Is it the same thing your mom had?" You asked, looking at him, tears in your eyes.

"It was..." He smiles as you glance up at him. "We think it's in remission."

You gasp in joy and pull him into a hug. "Really? That's wonderful news!"

Harry feels his heart pound as you hug him- he's missed this. "I- I missed you, more than anything. I'm so sorry for the way I left things, for what I put you through, even though I was trying to protect you. I hurt you even more. I listened to all your voicemails every single one, and then one day they just stopped. I thought-"

Pulling back slightly from him you stare at him. "You thought what? That I'd moved on?"

He nods.

"Harry... how could I? You are the love of my life, I never stopped loving you, even when I was so frustrated and angry with you." You admit, because you truly never stopped loving him. "But I understand, I understand you trying to protect us. To protect me."

"I- thank you." Harry sighs in relief, he hated having this feeling of you being angry and disappointed hanging over him. "I- you still love me?"

You bite your lip and look down, feeling shy all of a sudden, Harry puts a finger on your chin and tilts your head up. "I still love you too. I never stopped, all I could think about was you."

"Harry..." Tears slowly fill the corners of your eyes before you wipe them away.

"Can we start over?" Harry asks sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Would you like to go on a date with me? Coney Island?"

You smirk at him, "Are you going to try and kiss me again?"

"Are you going to turn red again?" Harry teases back.

"I did not! It was cold!" You lightly shove him, but he catches your arms and pulls you into him. Harry places a gentle kiss on the top of your head as he holds you in his arms snugly.

"Is that a yes Cookie?" Harry softly asks, absentmindedly rubbing your hip.

*thump* *thump* *thump*

The two of you jump up only to see MJ and Peter roll down the stairs, Peter trying to help MJ but ending up on the floor, MJ on top of him as she looks up at you with a huge grin on her face.

"Say yes, you doofus!" MJ laughs, and Peter is nodding enthusiastically like a golden retriever.

You throw a pillow in their direction before rolling your eyes at their antics. You can't stop the smile on your face as you pull Harry into a kiss and whisper yes.

***

"Hey, how comes you never let me on your bike? And you never let me eat your cookies!" Peter asks with a fake sad face as he reaches to touch it. But before he can, you lightly slap his hand away.

"You're Spider-Man. You don't need a bike." You deadpan.

"Besides, Harry's my fiance now. So what's mine is his." You smirk as you settle onto your bike, Harry slipping on behind as he wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a kiss on your cheek. "Including my cookies."

"See ya Pete!" Harry childishly sticks his tongue out at Peter as you ride away laughing.

"MJ, you gotta learn how to ride a bike..." Peter mumbles to himself.

***

[arkhamsrevenge]

hey! i’m so glad to finally find someone that writes for insomniac harry osborn :,3 i’m not sure if you do headcanons but if you could you make dating ones? up until he turns into venom? if not it’s totally fine <3 thanks!

I hope I did ok!

Harry Osborn Dating Headcanons 

- Man’s rolling in money so you’re going to get spoiled, be prepared, this is not a warning, this is a threat

 - DO NOT look at something to long or he will buy it for you

- Even if you say not to, he's still going to buy you everything you looked at

- Expect random singing outburst (dude was in Glee Club in highschool) and lots of duets between you and him

- Expect overly romantic nicknames based on things he loves about you like “Songbird” cause he loves your voice or “Tulip” cause he thinks that's what your lips look like. 

- 100% make sure you are always taken care of

- If he sees you budgeting out your money he’s going to ask why as he never experienced that.

- “Hey Songbird? What is that?”

- “Uh, my budget for this month? Gotta make sure I have enough to pay rent and get groceries, things like that.” You say. He then points out a note to yourself that you set aside a little money each month to make sure you can buy him Holiday and Birthday gifts. You smile and tell him of course you would do that because he’s special to you. The next day, strangely your building manager handed back your rent for the month and said a generous donor paid your rent until the next year. Your mouth dropped to the ground and immediately called Harry knowing he did it. Though he would continuously deny it to this day. 

- CUDDLES 

- Get ready to cuddle because Harry is not letting you go once you guys are in a comfortable position. 

- Have to pee? Hold it. (Don’t really though, you’ll possibly get a UTI)

- If it’s a bad pain day he’ll be more inclined to cuddle. He swears you take the pain away immediately. On those days you make him anything he wants, puts on calming music, make him tea, make sure he takes his meds and gets him anything else he needs for the pain. 

- He continuously apologizes when he’s not feeling good and you always make sure he knows you're always going to be there for him. (Dude needs a lot of reassurance)

- “What’s the line? Through sickness and in health?” You say one day. 

- “Are we married now?” Harry asks, huffing out a weakened laugh.

- “You know what I mean.”

- His father wouldn’t trust you at first thinking you were just someone who wants his son’s money, not him. But he isn’t a problem after he catches Harry asleep on you one day when it’s a bad pain day. You both were sitting on the couch watching the News, Harry’s head was in your lap and before you knew it he was asleep. His father walked in shortly after and saw you running your fingers through his son’s hair as he slept. As he stood there he noticed that every 10 minutes or so you’d grab his wrist at this pulse point and clock it with your watch and for the first time in his life, Norman Osborn was speechless. He was never bothered by you after that. 

- Harry noticed the sudden change and asked about it. His father took a little bit to wear down but once he spilled what he had seen, Harry pulled you into a huge hug when you saw eachother again. 

- “You ok?” You asked, laughing. 

- “Yeah. I’m good.” Harry mumbled. You never ask why he sometimes gives you extra hugs or kisses but this one felt different. 

- Sleeping together is quite an experience. Harry is a bed hog and mostly stays attached to you all night as if you're going to disappear.

- He says you mumbled in your sleep but you never believed him until he recorded you one night. Your face turned red when you saw he asked you if he was the hottest guy you’ve been with and your response was, “I haven’t been with anyone I’m a virgin.” 

-“That’s something I never knew about you.” He smirked

[ninjadeathblade]

Matching lockscreens anyone?

[artichow]

and nothing bad ever happened to them ever <3 (zoom + ref under the cut)

[dawndauce]

ah I love them, the friends. the buddies. pals. bros in love

[queerxqueen]

INSOMNIAC PETER & HARRY + touching each other's faces when they're hurt

[currentlyonstandbi]

marvel's spider man 2 as headlines from the onion

[circusmantis]

Peter may be a silly goofy boy failure alot of the time but we mustn’t forget he pulled THE Black Cat somehow

[mobiusmcqueen]

I am no where near finishing spiderman 2 but man I can't shut up about how Harry is in love with Peter.

So this is from one of those Brooklyn visions side quest. In it miles helps this kid ask out his boyfriend to homecoming using giant fucking screens.

And this is from Harry asking Peter to be co-founder of the Emily-May Foundation. Like Jesus Christ dude you are insane for this.

AND I CAN'T EVEN FUCKING LEAVE WITHOUT DROPPING THESE BECAUSE LOOK AT HIS FUCKING FACE MY GUY IS IN LOVE WITH HIS BEST FRIEND.

[mustasekittens]

that's rough buddy

[stephgingrichs]

PETER PARKER & HARRY OSBORN Marvel's Spider-Man 2 (2023)

[melissa-kenobi]

Spider-Man (Insomniac) Masterlist

Peter Parker

Which One? - Peter is forced to make a choice.

Nerds - You try to figure out the missing element.

Harry Osborn

Still Yours - Harry comes back.

Nerds - You try to figure out the missing element.

Coney Island - Harry has a crush.

Felicia Hardy

Coming soon

Mary-Jane Watson

Coming soon

[arkhamsrevenge]

pls pls write a fanfic where we cuddle harry in bed, poor baby has been through so much :(((

Of course I can my friend! I hope you enjoy!

It had been a long week. Pete was acting like an ass, MJ was too preoccupied with that to focus on Harry, who was fine up until about a week ago. MJ called you as she was worried about Pete and Harry. You would look after Harry while she tried to figure out what was wrong with Peter. So now, you're in the guest bedroom of Harry’s house looking up at the ceiling and worrying about him. Is he going to be alive tomorrow? The thought came and went so quickly as you pushed it out of your mind. You CAN’T think like that. You took a deep breath and got up from the bed. Maybe some water will help. Your feet touched the wooden floor making it creak, you then padded to the kitchen. 

“You too?” A voice whispered from the dark. You gasped. 

“Harry!” You whisper yelled. “You scared the shit outta me!” You said holding your chest. “Why are you up?” You asked, turning the light over the sink on. 

“Wanted to get some water. Thought I could do it myself, stuck here now.” He said. At first you were puzzled then realized his strength must have failed him therefore, he’s stuck in the kitchen until the pain allowed him to move again with his cane. You nodded and filled up two glasses of water and handed one to Harry. With shaking hands, he quickly gulped it down. You then noticed sweat covering his entire person. A bit of water trickled down from his mouth. You swallowed and fought the urge to wipe it away with your thumb. Not wanting to overstep. So you instead just drank your drink then put the glasses in the sink. 

“Come on, let’s get you back to bed.” You said as Harry grabbed his cane. You took hold of his waist and he put an arm around your shoulder. He was hot, body temperature wise and it almost felt like he was scorching your skin.

“You’re freezing.” Harry whispered. You felt his breath on the side of your face but you kept your head facing front. 

“No you're just hot?” You whispered back to which Harry chuckled. 

"Thank you but that's not what we're talking about. Now back to the fact that you're freezing." You sputter not prepared for him to mess with you like that.

"Not in that way Dipshit." You say as you open the door to his room. You got him to the edge of his bed and sat him down. 

“OK, text me next time you want something please.” You said with your hands on your hips. Harry mumbled. 

“Just wanted to get water…I’m too weak to do that.” He chuckled. You felt your heart start to break. You didn’t know what to say to that. “Thanks.” Harry said, looking up at you and smiling. You smile back and nod. “Goodnight Harry.” You say turning to the door. You reached for the handle until,

“You can stay…if you want. One thing I can do is keep you warm.” Your heart leaped into your throat and you turned to face Harry who wasn’t looking at you, only the ground as if afraid you’d reject him. Without a word you walked back to the bed and sat next to him. 

“If you snore I’m sleeping elsewhere.” You mumble. Harry huffed out a laugh and started to lay back on his side. You do the same, though a little nervous, you stay facing Harry looking into his blue eyes that look so dull and tired. Harry reached out his hand to you, his fingertips brushing up against your jaw line then he rested his hand on your cheek.  Harry advances closer as if testing the waters.

“You feel really nice. It’s scorching in here.” You shifted closer to him and opened up your arms to which he slid into them and you engulfed him in your arms, your head resting on top of his. Harry let out a content sigh. “Thanks Tulip.” He whispered. You blushed at your old nickname remembering the day he met you in High School. 

“The gardening club worked all week on these! And look what you did!” Tammy yelled at Flash Thompson. “Look, it’s just a few roses. Who cares?” You rolled your eyes. At the same time Harry and Peter were walking by and Flash took the opportunity to knock Harry’s laptop out of his hand, shattering it. That was when you stepped in. 

“That’s it. Flash I have never met someone whose head is loaded with as much saw dust as your. I thought it was just an act but now I’m thinking you really are a moron in Chem and aren’t just trying to bang the teacher Ms. Vellos which by the way is a weird way to announce to the world you have mommy issues. So take your bone headed boys who follow you around like puppies cause they too do not possess a single original thought in their head and get away from me and the rest of the students here that have already written you off as a dumb jock who peaked in high school.” You finished in a  monotone voice. Flash, not knowing what to say, just turned around with his hands in his pockets and walked off with his friends who were also just as stunned. “AND THEY WERE TULIPS NOT ROSES!” You shouted after them to which all the students around you burst into laughter. 

“Thanks for that.” You turned to Harry who was picking up pieces of his laptop. “Sorry about your laptop.” You mumbled helping him. 

“It’s fine, Tulip. I can always get another one.”  You smirked at the new nickname. No one else would dare call you that. Only Harry. 

“Course.” You whisper back. The room fell silent, you waited for Harry to fall asleep first. Once his breathing evened out and his body relaxed, you knew he was asleep. You held him close like he’d disappear again if you let go and let yourself drift off. You then place a kiss on his forehead and forced yourself to relax. Your mind was still racing but you were so drained at the same time that finally you felt yourself drifting off.

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[ninjadeathblade]

I actually love him so much omfg I've only been playing the game for two days. I was so angry when he rickrolled me but then I got to know his fun and flirty personality. I am ruined forever, this man is too precious. If Peter doesn't marry him then I gladly will.

[nikredd]

Peter / Miles trio in Insomniac Marvel's Spider-Man 2

[vamprnce]

Peter: *carries his besties like bags of groceries*