Solar Flares-Doc Ock (Raimi) x AFAB Reader

It's All Right

Otto cowered in a bunker that his actuators found, everything hurt, he wanted to sleep... but every time he closed his eyes, he saw Peters dead, lifeless eyes. He knew he was being cowardly. He knew that his actuators could help... But he was a monster. The actuators wrapped around him... were they hugging him?
"I-If this is some kind of trick to-" he started.

'All that we've ever wanted to do is help... Why can't you see that?' Flo hummed.

"I-I killed the kid-"
'The metal killed the kid' Mo answered.

"That was drawn in by the reactor!"

'The reactor will stabilize!' Harry chirped.

'We just need to lie low, everyone will blame you for his death.' Flo advised.

"...You really-you really think I wasn't responsible?" Otto asked quietly.

'Yes. You were not responsible.'

Otto took a shaky breath... "I was not responsible," he muttered, rocking back and forth.

He didn't believe himself.

Electro whistled as Aaron launched toward him, Electro launched a ball of electricity, but it didn't faze him.

"Plastic," Electro muttered.

"Yep," Aaron smirked as one of his actuators threw him up in the air, and then flung him back to the ground with a boom!

"GUNTHER YOU COWARD! Come and fight me!" Electro wheezed.

"No," Gunther said calmly, Jeff lunged at him, he dodged it easily and Larry slashed the man across the leg, he howled as he crumpled to the ground. "Oh relax, you're just going to have a limp."
"THAT'S EVEN WORSE JESUS!" Jeff screamed, and several of Electro's goons emerged from the subway opening.

Gunther kicked him in the balls, he groaned "If you know what's good for you stay-" he was cut off by a punch in the stomach, he stumbled back, his actuators hissed as they lunged at the attacker, blade drawn. The attacker dodged the blade... right into another mans heart, he coughed up hot sticky blood, it splattered all over Gunther's helmet, and his eyes widened... Peter- "We got what we needed, let's go-" he muttered.
"But they-" Cheryl started.
"I SAID LET'S GO!" Gunther snapped, Cheryl shut her mouth and sighed, snapping a woman's neck.

"Fine," Cheryl grumbled as she shot off, they took an alternate route to throw them off of their tracks. Flo handed Gunther a dirty rag they dug out of his trenchcoat and wiped his helmet.

"Thank you." he muttered, Flo chittered something "No, no I-I'm fine."

"What do you think our actuators would say if they could talk?" Aaron asked Cheryl.

"I don't want to know." Cheryl hissed, a slash in her suit, dried blood soaked the torn fabric, Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Do we have any bandages?" he asked.

"No, she can hold out," Gunther called back.

"This is... just a small scratch." she wheezed, Aaron looked back at Gunther.

"We need to go back home."
"We need to make sure Electro-"
"I don't care! She's injured-"
"I can hold out for another thirty minutes-"
"No, you can't Cheryl." Aaron looked at Gunther, who hesitated. His actuators chittered something and Gunther sighed.

"We're going back-" the actuators hissed "Stop that! Oh, you're just like children grow up!" Gunther snapped as he took a sharp left, a small sun flew at him, he batted it up in the air without a second glance.