Harry Osborn.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, it spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

— That is how heavy a secret can become. It can make blood flow even easier than ink. ❞

harry osborn. goblin.
marvel.
written by #ᴄᴏsᴍᴏs ˎˊ˗

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

His. Work friend.

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

His girlfriend and his—

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

😦

[𝐅𝐇. @badIuckclub]

kiss me then

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

@sugaredreams — with a smile playing at his lips as he turned again to look at her. He rooted for MJ when it came to her acting aspirations, even if he could never imagine himself in that world of artists.

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

@sugaredreams — bag to fill with the candy as MJ fiddled with her zipper.

“You should get your hopes up — you’re sure to get it. What’s it for? Stage? Will we be seeing you on Broadway, or am I going to be flying to Hollywood on my days off to visit my movie star girlfriend?” He asked it —

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@badIuckclub — “Never seen you on a bus poster, or on anything for that matter.” She’s got the face for it, though.

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

@badIuckclub Used to her teasing by now, Harry doesn’t flinch as she moves her knee between his—he just goes back to picking at the threads of the napkin in front of him.

“She has a coffee promotion going this month,” he says with a shrug. He’s proud of MJ, she worked hard for that one. —

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@spidersuited Harry leans back, tucking his pen behind his ear and folding his arms over his chest. He returns Peter’s small smile, a greeting he saves for this one.

“Nothing much. Classes. Work. Wasting away. Where’ve you been, Parker?” His friend hadn’t made it home the last few nights.

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Where’d Peter learn to suck the fun out of everything *and* make bad jokes while doing so?

“Bean Boozled, indeed. What are you doing?” Besides spitting out the beans Harry paid good money for.

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

@sugaredreams — buy.

“My favorite was always the pick-your-own jellybeans. Never get flavors you hate when you pick them yourself.”

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

@sugaredreams — differently, but they’d still ended up together.

“Dad would give me a dollar or two to come down and get out of his hair,” Harry said, giving a dry laugh of his own. He scooped up a package of gummy bears, though, and handed them over to her. One of many things they’d —

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His girlfriend and his—

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His best friend and his—

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

😦

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

Tossing one jellybean after another at the back of @spidersuited’s head.

“Hey. Parker. Hey.”

[Harry Osborn. @PRODIGlES]

@sugaredreams — hand lifting to touch her chin, he pressed a kiss to her lips. When he pulled back, there was a twinkle in his eyes. “In fact, let’s do that.” Taking her hand again, he pulled MJ into the store, his other hand fishing his credit card out of his pocket.

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@sugaredreams — a kid, had dragged his father off course when he saw an ad much like the one that MJ was in now.

Smile dancing on his lips again, Harry looked at the ad, then back at Mary-Jane, and nodded his agreement.

“I’d buy all the candy in the world, with your face selling it.” One —