#Eddie Brock/You/Annie Weying

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Will You Give Me Shelter Part Ten

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Notes: I… have not written sex in a while. This took so long to post because I’m terrified it’s awful BUT OH WELL HERE YOU GO

Also this chapter is just smut, so if you’d rather not read that, we’ll likely be back to our regularly scheduled plot next week. The sex scene starts below the cut.

Summary: I’d only been into Annie and Eddie’s bedroom once before, and that had been to use their shower. I had lingered a little while getting dressed afterward, eyed Annie’s earring tree, the small stacks of Eddie’s notebooks on the desk in the room.

 Warnings: Smut. Unprotected sex; swearing.

Rating: M; 18+

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

I’d only been into Annie and Eddie’s bedroom once before, and that had been to use their shower. I had lingered a little while getting dressed afterward, eyed Annie’s earring tree, the small stacks of Eddie’s notebooks on the desk in the room. I found myself wanting to observe again; I didn’t know what to do with myself. Usually when I was with someone, we were already getting into it by the time we got to the bedroom.  

I shoved my hands into my back pockets, unsure of what to do with them as Annie and Eddie came in.

“Having second thoughts?” Annie asked gently. I turned to face them, shaking my head.

“No, none,” I insisted.

“You can change your mind, if you want,” Eddie offered.

“I know,” I said, reaching out and running my fingers along the hem of Eddie’s shirt. He stepped closer, pulling me into a kiss. I leaned into it, sighing. Eddie rested his hands on my waist, pulling me a little closer. He shuffled forward, and I met him in the middle, kissing him more firmly than I had in the living room. Annie pressed against my back, crowding me into Eddie’s chest as she brushed my hair aside, kissing my neck.

I sighed, reaching back and resting my hand on her hip, keeping her close. Annie’s hands slid up my sides, wrapping around me and unbuttoning my top. Eddie’s hands slipped under the fabric, warm and steady. Annie tugged my shirt down, and I let go of Eddie, assuming Annie would throw my shirt aside. Instead Annie stopped the shirt around my elbows, holding my sleeves with one hand and reaching around, pulling the cups of my bra down. Her hand cupped my breast, thumb rubbing over my nipple. I whined, wriggling my shoulders against Annie’s grip. She giggled, lips brushing against the shell of my ear. “Be patient,” She murmured. “I don’t wanna be patient,” I breathed, turning my head to look at her as best I could, “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.” “Then tell us,” Eddie murmured. I could feel myself clamming up at the prospect, and Annie saw the shift in my demeanor.

“Show us,” She amended. I wriggled against her grasp again and she let go, allowing me to free my arms from my shirt. I tossed it away as quickly as I could, not even caring about looking ridiculous as I turned, pulling Annie into a desperate kiss. She seemed surprised, but took it in stride, sliding her hand down my back to grip my ass. I reached down, tugging her shirt off and only breaking our kiss as we pulled it over her head. I turned back to look at Eddie, and huffed out a laugh at the site of him palming himself through his jeans. He looked a little bashful to be caught, not sorry to be doing it.

“Off,” I said, nodding to his clothes, “everything, right now.” Annie laughed behind me. I shrugged off my bra as she unhooked it, throwing it in the general direction of where my shirt had wound up. She plastered herself against my back again, and I shivered at the feeling of her bare skin against mine. Her hands snaked down, undoing the button and zip.

“I never thought you’d be so bossy,” she said. I tugged my jeans down and underwear, kicking them off before I turned to face her, taking a couple of steps back toward the bed.

“I knew you would be,” I smiled. Eddie had settled down on their bed, and I pushed him back down onto it, sucking his plush lower lip into my mouth. My hand wandered his chest before sliding down and grasping his dick. He groaned into my mouth as I thumbed the head, smearing the drop of precum there. The bed dipped as Annie joined us, and I felt her lips skim over my wrist before she licked the underside of Eddie’s cock. I broke mine and Eddie’s kiss to turn and watch, sliding my hand to Eddie’s thigh. I could feel his head turn, kissing my shoulder as Annie took him into her mouth.

Her eyes locked on mine as she began to bob her head, hand working at what she couldn’t reach. I twisted on the bed, lightly pushing Annie’s hand away and lapping at lower half of Eddie’s shaft. I grinned as he groaned. Annie pulled her mouth off of Eddie, tonguing the glans. I leaned up, mirroring her actions. She leaned around him, licking into my mouth.

I yelped as I felt Eddie’s hands gripping my waist and tugging my body on top of his. I leaned away from Annie, turning my head to look questioningly back at Eddie. He ran his thumb over my lips of my pussy, humming. “She’s already wet,” He reported to Annie, repeating the movement twice before he focused his attentions on my clit. I pressed my hips back, chasing the feeling and urging him to do more.

“Squirming against him like you haven’t been touched in months,” Annie leaned up, kissing the corner of my mouth. “Annie,” I whined, torn between leaning up into kissing her and pressing back into Eddie’s hands. “Relax,” She murmured. I watched Annie scoot backward, straddling Eddie’s thighs. She shifted, rubbing herself over Eddie’s cock. I leaned down, lapping at Annie’s clit and Eddie’s head in tandem as she ground against him. I felt Eddie groan as he mouthed along my inner thigh. “I … Thought about this,” I admitted, feeling color rise to my face despite our current situation. “I wanna see you ride him.” A gorgeous smile graced Annie’s face, pleased with my confession.

“You deserve everything you want, baby,” She murmured. I smiled and leaned up. “Yeah, I’m sure fucking your boyfriend is gonna be a real hardship,” I teased before I took one of her nipples into my mouth. Her fingers wove through my hair, keeping me close and holding me steady as Eddie slid a finger into me. I squeezed around it, pressing back as he began to ease it deeper, the heel of his hand grinding against my clit. I turned my head, kissing over Annie’s chest before taking her other nipple into my mouth, flicking the tip with my tongue.

My free hand slid down, between Annie’s pussy and Eddie’s cock, giving Annie the same treatment Eddie was giving me. Annie eased herself down onto the bed, spreading her legs for me. I leaned down, licking a wide stripe up Annie’s pussy as I eased a second finger into her. She gasped, and I moaned as she tightened her grip on my hair. “How is she, babe?” Eddie asked loud enough for Annie to hear. She hummed, looking down at me. “She’s so good for me. How’s she feel?” “Like warm honey.” I lifted my head, turning just enough to look back in Eddie’s direction and wriggling my hips. “Would you like to taste it, maybe?” I asked. Annie’s laugh turned into a gasp as I began to fuck her harder, scissoring my fingers before adding a third. I leaned back in, sliding my tongue over her slit before I sealed my lips over her clit. Annie’s hips twitched, and she reached down, gripping my wrist to still me. “You want me to cum on his cock or your fingers?” I gave her my sweetest smile. “I can’t have both?” Annie pulled me up, kissing me warmly. “The night’s still young,” She murmured. Annie urged me up, and I leaned back, giving her room to position herself over Eddie’s cock. I gripped his shaft, positioning him and holding him steady for her. As she lowered herself, Eddie sank his teeth into the meat of my thigh. I hissed the sting, stunned by the way it made my clit throb. Eddie turned his head, sliding his finger out of me before he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me down and sliding his tongue over my hole.

I steadied my hand on his chest, rolling my hips and watching where Annie and Eddie were connected. My eyes traveled up over her, only to find her watching me through half-lidded eyes. I knew that look she was giving me now: pure hunger.

I hesitated in grinding down against Eddie’s mouth until he pulled me down harder. Eddie began to fuck up into Annie as he licked into me. Annie rode Eddie as she leaned down, kissing my neck and chest. I couldn’t focus, between the sound of Annie’s panting, of skin slapping against skin, and the feeling of Eddie’s stubble scraping my thighs. My hand wandered Annie’s body, finding her clit and worrying it between my fingers. Her hips stuttered as I continued my ministrations. Curses fell from her lips, along with mine and Eddie’s names.

“Are you going to cum for us?” She murmured as my eyes squeeze shut.

“Yes,” I whined, fingers faltering in their rhythm as I felt my orgasm building. Eddie fucked up into Annie in short, deep thrusts, and she tipped forward, steadying herself against his chest.

“Come on, sweet girl,” She urged.

“Annie.. Eddie— oh!” I gasped as I came. Eddie’s tongue worried at my clit as I clenched around his fingers, riding out my orgasm. I gently pushed his arm as it became too much, shifting off of him and collapsing onto the bed beside him and Annie. I watched, hazy, as Annie came on Eddie’s cock with Eddie cumming a moment later. Annie slumped forward against Eddie’s chest, resting her head on his shoulder as they came down from their high. I felt a little on the outside, as if I shouldn’t be watching, but before those nagging fears could overtake me, Eddie’s arm snaked around my middle, tugging me into his side. I nuzzled his shoulder, closing my eyes as I listened to him and Anne share lazy kisses.

“You taste good on Eddie, sweet girl,” Annie cooed, running her fingers over my cheek.

“I can’t wait to try you myself.”

#eddie brock #eddie brock imagine #eddie brock/reader #eddie brock x reader #eddie brock x you #annie weying #Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock x You x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock/You/Annie Weying #Annie Weying / Reader #Will You Give Me Shelter #Smut

[purplegazania]

I find really hard to watch the scene where Eddie blows his nose with the same towel he uses for his hands and face but it is also realistic for his character.

Anne said I can fix him but Venom said I love him how he is

#i know you tried annie my girl but he is a lost cause #wonder if she knows about this #i will never forget the day my mom discovered my dad doing the same thing #he has his own towel now #eddie brock #venom #venom let there be carnage #anne weying

[kingoftheratpeople]

please tell me i’m not the only one who thinks they have absolutely no chemistry whatsoever...

#like?? i’m so sorry comic annie but they did you so fuckin dirty here wtf #mf has more chemistry with his motetbike than with her #venom #eddie brock #symbrock #carlton drake #venom symbiote #venom trailer #let there be carnage #veddie #anne weying #also ma’am that hair ain’t it like what kinda wig looking weave is that

[curlybookwriter0294]

Dirty Little Secret

Summary: Anne Weying knows that something is up with Eddie Brock, and Eddie is playing it off cool even though he is in fact, keeping a dirty little secret from her.

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own anything from the Venom Universe. Just the plot of the short fic lol.

AN: I am pretty new at writing Symbrock lol so please be patient with me lol and I truly hope that you guys will like it! Let me know what you guys think of it!! :)

Anne Weying feels like she knows Eddie Brock like the back of her hand. She should know him better than everyone else because they were engaged once upon a time. She knew for some time that something had changed the reporter as she watch him eat his steak and taking a sip of his red wine. She kept an eye on him as she picked up her own glass of wine and smiled at him when she had put it down, clearing her throat to get his attention. “So,” she started slowly, watching Eddie look at her. “Anything new that happened lately?”

Eddie tried his best to keep everything together and natural when he had felt a pulse that had ran through the back of his spine and shook it off as if there’s nothing wrong. He shrugged a shoulder nonchalantly. “Well, besides the fact that I helped put a crime boss in jail recently? Then nope. Nothing new besides that. What about you?”

Anne chuckled at him as she recalled the phone call a couple of days ago of Eddie telling her that he had helped the police put away a crime boss that has been terrorizing the city and how he was excited about it and had promised him that they needed to go out for dinner to hang out. They were currently at a steakhouse, enjoying the finest steak the restaurant has to offer. Sadly, her new husband Dan Lewis, couldn’t make it that evening due to a late meeting at the hospital.

She cocked her head to the side, humming pleasantly when she took another sip of her wine, trying to come up another way to pester him about what’s truly been going on. She looked down across the table when she started hearing light tapping noises from Eddie’s index finger. Eddie noticed her stare and quickly fold it into a fist to stop it. She gave him a smirk as she leaned in closer to him, looking around to make sure that she wouldn’t be overheard. “How’s Venom doing?” she asked in a hushed whisper.

Tell her that I am enjoying the dead cow. Venom told Eddie in his mind, making Eddie roll his eyes with a shake of his head.

“Well,” he said with a chuckle. “He is currently enjoying the dead cow.” He responded, making the blonde lawyer laugh.

“I’m glad that I had picked out a steakhouse then.” Anne said, shaking her head, picking up a napkin to wipe her mouth. “Eddie.” She said, making Eddie look up at her with a lifted brow. “There’s a certain glow about you.”

Do not tell her anything Venom told him in a low growl inside him, making Eddie to snort.

Just let me handle this. He told the symbiote. “A glow? What are you talking about?” he asked her, pushing his empty plate away from him. “I don’t feel anything different.” He told her, waving her off with his hand. “What made you think that?”

Anne leaned forward in her chair, studying her ex-fiancé once more. She watched him furrow up his brows together in confusion. “Alright, who is she? Or he?”

Eddie! Do not panic!

You’re the one that’s panicking, V. Chill out. Eddie told him, placing a hand on his knee to keep his leg that was shaking underneath the table to stop thanks to the alien. He heard Anne clear her throat and he quickly looked up with a smirk. “I am single as a fucking pringle, Annie.”

The two ex-lovers now friends held a staring contest, in which Eddie had to remind the impatient alien to keep his cool even though in the end he had lost the competition and rubbed his eyes with his hands. “I’m not seeing anyone. I would’ve told you.” He said smoothly, shooting her a smirk.

Anne put up her hands in defeat, giving up for now. “Fine, fine,” she said, flipping her blonde hair over shoulder with a huff. “I believe you. For now, anyway.”

“Good,” Eddie said, raising up his nearly empty wine glass. “Now, let’s continue the drinking.”

Anne giggled at him as she raised her own glass. “Okay, okay.”

“Fuck,” Eddie muttered, trying his best not to drop his keys onto the ground when he felt a thick, black tendril going up and down his chest. “Can you wait a sec?” he pleaded, biting his lip when he had finally managed to place the key into the doorknob, moaning when he felt that same tendril going lower down his stomach.

Been waiting too long. You are too slow.Venom hissed out, taking over Eddie’s hand to open the door with ease before pushing him against it. I suppose I should award you for not telling Anne. He said, forming a small head in front of his human, smiling widely with his tongue reaching out to touch Eddie’s pink cheek. What do you think?

“I kept our dirty little secret, V.” Eddie told him, hissing when Venom used another tendril to unbutton his flannel that he had wore for dinner. “Not sure why we have to keep it a secret though, love. She would support us.”

Venom hummed in agreement when he wrapped a tendril around the belt loop of Eddie’s pants to bring him closer. We like our dirty little secret. Don’t we Eddie?

“Next time can we tell her?” Eddie asked, staring into the alien’s moon shaped eyes. “It’s been months. How long do you think we can keep this from her? She is a lawyer after all.” He reminded him with a roll of his eyes.

Fine. The next time we eat another of those die cows with Anne, we can tell her. Now, are you ready for the award?

“Oh God yes.”

A few weeks later, both Eddie and Venom told Anne that they were dating, making the blonde jump for joy like Eddie predicted. She had bragged to them that she knew that Eddie had a glow about him and had scolded him about lying to her but in the end had forgiven him.

#venom symbiote #Eddie Brock #Symbrock #Venom fic #Venom movie #slight smut #Light smut #fanfiction #marvel

[amandajoyce118]

Venom Easter Eggs And References

I realize the movie has been out for a couple of weeks and everyone is more interested in Daredevil right now, but I finally got the chance to type out my Easter eggs. It’s likely I didn’t catch them all, but here’s everything I’ve got.

Note: There are, obviously, spoilers for the movie. You’ve been warned if you haven’t yet seen Venom. If you’re holding off because critics say it sucks, I’ll tell you it’s exactly what I expected out of a Venom movie, and definitely not nearly the worst comic book movie I’ve seen.

Now, on to the Easter eggs.

The Life Foundation

In the comics, the group isn’t really a scientific think tank. Instead, they were a group of survivalists. They believed the Cold War was going to end the planet. They used Venom’s spawn to create five new symbiotes. We get a twist on that in the movie as they discover the symbiotes instead.

The Jameson Connection

One of the astronauts on the Life Foundation’s rocket, in fact, the only one left alive, is designated Jameson. That would be John Jameson, son of J. Jonah Jameson, Daily Bugle editor, meaning at least we know he exists in the Venom universe, even if he hasn’t appeared in any Marvel stuff lately.

It’s also a nice nod to the 90s Spider-Man cartoon where it was John who brought Venom to Earth during a space mission.

San Francisco

Setting the movie in San Francisco, away from all the usual Spider-Man action in New York, allows Sony to push back deciding if Venom and Spidey exist in the same universe or not. They’ve called it MCU-adjacent, so probably not.

San Francisco is also where Eddie Brock spent a lot of time in the comics after losing his job in New York. He spent two years there, and he actually spent a lot of time protecting the homeless, which gets a nod here as well.

Eddie’s Boss

Jack? Surprisingly, not credited in the credits at the end of the movie. Not sure why. But that’s Ron Cephas Jones. You might recognize him as Bobby Fish from Luke Cage.

Carlton Drake

In the comics, he did lead the Life Foundation for a while. He’s also the one who knew he could “extract seeds” from Venom to create more symbiotes. Just how he because so good at figuring out symbiotes in the comics isn’t clear, so it’s nice that he becomes a host for Riot in the movie.

Daily Globe

Yes, this paper exists in the comics. It’s a rival to the Bugle.

Eddie did lose his job at a paper with a bad call. He had someone confess to being a serial killer, and published an article about the guy. Turned out it was a false confession and Spider-Man caught the real killer. Eddie was run out of town. Something similar must have happened for him to lose his job here.

Barney Bushkin

When Eddie’s looking for work, this is the name of one of the people he texts. Barney also happens to be the editor of the Daily Globe. He always wants to one-up J. Jonah Jameson.

Annie Weying

Not Eddie’s almost wife in the comics, but his ex-wife. She is the host of Venom a couple of times in the comics, usually to help Eddie. She’s so overcome with guilt at what the symbiote makes her do though that she and Eddie can never really reconnect. She actually commits suicide eventually. Doesn’t look like that’s something we’ll see from her in the movie if a sequel moves forward since she actually seems to understand Venom pretty well. And yes, her transformation into Venom is straight out of the comic book illustration of She-Venom.

Eddie’s Weights

All those weights all over the floor of Eddie’s apartment have comic book precedent too. Eddie actually was incredible strong before he bonded with Venom, able to lift a few hundred pounds. He keeps up his workout routine even with Venom because he’s always preparing to take on Spider-Man, just in case.

The Schueller Building

Eddie’s apartment building is named after a longtime comic book fan by the name of Randy Schueller. The fan can actually be credited with the first inkling of Venom’s existence. It was he who sent in a letter recommending a black suit for Spider-Man decades ago. Marvel paid him $220 for the idea because they liked the black suit. That idea evolved to be Spider-Man finding a black suit in space that turned out to be a symbiotic alien creature. It’s evolved since then. Schueller gets a little credit with a building named for him.

Michelinie and McFarlane

The law firm that Annie works for is also named for people behind Venom’s origin story. Michelinie and MacFarlane are the comic creators credited with bringing Venom to the page as we know him today.

The Cancer Connection

Drake mentions wanting to use the symbiotes to cure cancer. In the Ultimate Universe of the comics, the symbiotes were actually created as suits to help control the progression of cancer. In the regular 616 continuity, Eddie had adrenal cancer when he bonded with Venom.

Roland Treece

Drake’s head of security was also in the comics, though not in the same role. He was on the board of directors for the Life Foundation. He also ended up in jail every time he went up against Venom. The two versions don’t really have much in common other than their names.

“Eyes, lungs, pancreas… so many snacks, so little time.”

Creepy line of dialogue, yes. But it was actually said by Venom to Spider-Man in the comics first.

A Dog Named Gemini

Okay, a lot of people picked up on the fact that Venom using a dog as an escape route had been one in the comics. To be fair, Venom can bond with just about anything. He’s bonded with a dinosaur and a car, amongst other things. What’s cute about this is that the dog’s name is Gemini. As in “the twins” in astrology, as in two personalities. And then it gets a symbiote? Nice foreshadowing.

Riot

The leader of the symbiotes is one of Venom’s offspring in the comics, and not any kind of invasion leader. Most of the abilities he exhibits actually belong to the other symbiotes in the comics, but it was probably less expensive to have one massive fight instead of several, so that’s forgivable.

One of the standout moments in his fight with Venom at the climax of the movie though? He forces Venom and Eddie to momentarily separate. That was actually a comic book cover once upon a time, only it was Carnage in the fight, not Riot.

Donna Diego

Okay, so I have to mention that one of Riot’s hosts is a woman who later eats a live eel to try and control his hunger. This is while Riot is bouncing from host to host to find its way to the Life Foundation. While she’s not named during the movie, she’s named as Donna Diego in the credits. In the comics, Donna Diego was actually a member of the Life Foundation and she becomes the one who bonds with the Scream symbiote. We see the colors for Scream (red and yellow) in the containment chambers, but never see Scream in action.

Stan Lee Cameo

He appears to give Eddie a little advice, but not just Eddie as he remarks “both of you,” indicating he knows about Venom as well. This is likely a nod to Lee appearing with the Watchers in the MCU, a note that he sees all. Does this mean Venom is in the MCU? No. Because the Watchers can see into other timelines and universes.

“I’m a loser too.”

Venom’s line of dialogue makes reference to more modern comic book stories that reveal he wasn’t a model Klyntar. Instead, he’s been paired with unstable hosts that have corrupted him. In fact, one of his first did just that, making him an outcast of his people.

Chocolate

When Venom tells Eddie he wants tater tots and chocolate, that’s no coincidence. Depending on the story, Venom’s species survives on different chemicals. One of those is adrenaline, which is why Eddie having adrenal cancer in the comics benefits Venom as he feeds on the overproduced adrenaline. The other is phenethylamine, which is found in not just the human brain, but also chocolate, making it a favorite snack of the symbiotes.

Ron Lim

The trend of naming things after people connected to Venom continues. One of the shops Eddie walks by, and herbalist, is named for Ron Lim. Lim was a major artist for Venom for several years.

Carnage

The mid credit scene features Eddie visiting a very dangerous man in jail. He makes the quip that when he gets out, there’ll be “carnage.” Obviously, this man is Cletus Kasady, who goes on to bond with the symbiote Carnage. What’s unclear here is how much his origin has been changed. Is he already Carnage and buying his time? Or will the comic book origin of Venom leaving a spore behind in the jail cell that bonds with him come to be? Who knows?

Into The Spiderverse

Sony likes to advertise for their other projects, which is exactly what they did post-credits with an extended sneak peek at Into The Spiderverse. Interestingly, they note that it’s “in another universe.” That’s sure to make fans wonder even more if Spider-Man even exists in Venom or not.

#venom #venom spoilers #venom easter eggs #marvel comics #marvel easter eggs

[ladycignettacorvinus-blog]

Thoughts Post “Venom”

((SPOILERS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.))

To Hell with the haters and the critics. Venom was a LOT of fun. But you know what I loved, next to the darkly comedic banter between Brock and the symbiote? ANNE WEYING. I mean, seriously, she is NO damsel in distress, nor a one note pretty face.  Not only does she call Eddie out on his attitude which got them BOTH fired ( that would get ANYONE mad)- and probably got them into a lot of trouble and fights in the past-.... She actually has balls of vibranium to actually stay even after she JUST saw him ( and Venom) take down an entire SWAT team. Not only that, she firmly tells him to get in her car and to the hospital, nevermind the fact she is now aware he has a terrifying entity in his body. Also, can we say SHE-VENOM for the WIN? Not just anyone can bond with the symbiote, as shown in the movie. She could have died- but instead BONDED with Venom- and was probably the first to realize soundwaves affected the latter.  Annie is definitely BADASS Waifu material- and you can’t tell me otherwise.>:3333

#Also #Dan her new doctor boyfriend #Some would call him a cuck- but KUDOS to him actually TRYING to help Eddie #nevermind the fact Eddie made one hell of a scene #Should we be glad he didn't become a host?

[italianaradio]

Sony: ecco tutti gli spin-off di Spider-Man in cantiere

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Sony: ecco tutti gli spin-off di Spider-Man in cantiere

Sony: ecco tutti gli spin-off di Spider-Man in cantiere

Sony: ecco tutti gli spin-off di Spider-Man in cantiere

Come annunciato in questi giorni, Spider-Man è al momento fuori dal MCU e la Sony si è riappropriata del totale controllo creativo e produttivo dei futuri film sul personaggio. Parallelamente lo studio ha programmato una serie di spin-off che andranno a comporre il proprio universo cinematografico, e tra questi ci sono già due sequel (Venom 2 e Into The Spider-Verse 2).

Scopriamo di seguito tutti i titoli in cantiere:

Morbius

Jared Leto è il protagonista di Morbius, spin-off attualmente in produzione che porterà sul grande schermo le vicende del personaggio meglio conosciuto dai lettori dei fumetti come “il vampiro vivente”, un brillante scienziato affetto da leucemia a cui viene iniettato il sangue di un pipistrello per sopravvivere.

Il film vedrà Tyrese Gibbs (star del franchise di Fast & Furious) nei panni di un agente dell’FBI e Adria Arjona, vista recentemente in Pacific Rim: Uprising e nella serie Good Omens, che invece darà il volto a Martine Bancroft, l’interesse amoroso del protagonista Morbius. La sceneggiatura è stata firmata da Matt Sazama e Burk Sharpless, che vantano nel proprio curriculum titoli come Power Rangers, Dracula Untold, The Last Witch Hunter – L’Ultimo Cacciatore di Streghe e Gods of Egypt.

Venom 2

Confermato lo scorso anno il sequel di Venom dopo gli ottimi risultati ottenuti al box office, con la regia affidata stavolta a Andy Serkis e il ritorno di Tom Hardy nei panni di Eddie Brock e di Michelle Williams in quelli di Anne Weying. La trama del film è già stata “seminata” nella scena post-credits, dove abbiamo visto la comparsa di Carnage, il nuovo antagonista del simbionte, interpretato da Woody Harrelson.

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse 2

Durante la promozione di Far From Home, Amy Pascal ha confermato che la Sony è attualmente impegnata con lo sviluppo del sequel di Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, acclamato film d’animazione premiato agli Oscar e prodotto dalla coppia di registi di 21 Jump Street (Phil Lord e Chris Miller).

Joaquim Dos Santos (Avatar: The Last Airbender, Voltron: Legendary Defender) dirigerà il film, sostituendo Bob Persichetti, Peter Ramsey e Rodney Rothman, mentre nel cast vocale torneranno Shameik Moore, Jake Johnson, Hailee Steinfeld, Brian Tyree Henry, Nic Cage e Mahershala Ali.

Kraven

Da un paio di anni si vocifera di uno spin-off su Kraven, con la Sony intenzionata a produrre un adattamento cinematografico sul personaggio dell’universo di Spider-Man. Nel 2017 Tom Rothman, chairman dello studio, aveva discusso dei progetti futuri nominando anche un paio di film su Mysterio e, appunto, Kraven the Hunter, entrambi legati nei fumetti all’Uomo Ragno.

Vi ricordiamo che Kraven il cacciatore (Kraven the Hunter), il cui vero nome è Sergei Kravinoff (o Kravinov), è un personaggio dei fumetti creato da Stan Lee e Steve Ditko apparsoper la prima volta in Amazing Spider-Man vol.1 nell’agosto del 1964.

Nightwatch

Sempre qualche anno fa si era parlato di un’eventuale (e poi mai concretizzata) apparizione del personaggio di Nightwatch in Spider-Man: Homecoming, secondo reboot operato stavolta dai Marvel Studios. Da allora il desiderio di portare sul grande schermo il dottor Kevin Trench si è tramutato in un progetto inizialmente curato dallo sceneggiatore di Now You See Me Ed Ricourt e successivamente posticipato senza ulteriori aggiornamenti.

Nelle ultime settimane il nome di Spike Lee è stato associato alla produzione, e il regista sarebbe in lizza per dirigere il film tratto dal nuovo script di Cheo Hodari Coker (showrunner della serie Netflix/Marvel Luke Cage). A diffondere la notizia è stato That Hashtag Show.

Black Cat & Silver Sable

Dovrebbe arrivare nei prossimi anni anche il film su Black Cat & Silver Sable, diretto da Gina Prince-Bythewood, e prodotto da Matt Tolmach e Amy Pascal si occuperanno della produzione.

Per Silver Sable si tratta del debutto sul grande schermo, mentre per Gatta Nera si tratterebbe della seconda apparizione. In The Amazing Spider-Man 2 ricordiamo infatti la presenza di Felicity Jones nei panni di Felicia Hardy, personaggio che non è stato più sviluppato a seguito del naufragio di quel concept.

Silk

Come riportato da Deadline, la Sony – insieme ad Amy Pascal – è al lavoro per portare sul grande schermo lo spin-off dedicato al personaggio dei fumetti Silk, aka Cindy Moon, una supereroina di etnia koreana/americana creata da Dan Slott e Humberto Ramos. Tuttavia questa non sarà la prima apparizione ufficiale di Cindy nel MCU, dal momento che in Spider-Man: Homecoming la ragazza era tra i compagni di squadra di Peter durante il decathlon accademico interpretata da Tiffany Espensen.

Per ora non abbiamo ulteriori dettagli sul film, tranne che sarà sceneggiato da Kat Wood (Genius). Nei fumetti originali, Cindy è una studentessa che frequenta la stessa classe di Peter Parker e che viene morsa da un ragno radioattivo proprio come lui. In seguito acquisisce abilità simili a quelle del compagno di scuola, e sviluppa una memoria eidetica con cui è nata, migliorando il suo “senso di seta”.

Sinistri Sei

La Sony ha più volte tentato di portare al cinema il celebre gruppo di supercriminali, fallendo l’occasione dopo The Amazing Spider-Man 2. A seguito del mancato spin-off Spider-Man è entrato nel MCU nel 2016, e lo studio Sony avrebbe voluto inserire i personaggi in quel franchise con Drew Goddard (The Cabin in the Woods, Bad Times at the El Royale) come sceneggiatore e regista di un film mai realizzato.

Leggi anche – Spider-Man: tutte le domande sul futuro del personaggio al cinema

Fonte: Comicbook

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Sony: ecco tutti gli spin-off di Spider-Man in cantiere

Come annunciato in questi giorni, Spider-Man è al momento fuori dal MCU e la Sony si è riappropriata del totale controllo creativo e produttivo dei futuri film sul personaggio. Parallelamente lo studio ha programmato una serie di spin-off che andranno a comporre il proprio universo cinematografico, e tra questi ci sono già due sequel (Venom […]

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Will You Give Me Shelter Masterlist

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying Summary: I glanced up to turn down whoever it was, but the words died in my mouth at the sight of them. Why the hell did Eddie Brock need my help? Warnings: Some cursing; mentions of alcohol consumption Update as of 6/19: This fic is now rated E ! Part Ten contains graphic sex. Rating: E (may go up)

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Part Four

Part Five

Part Six 

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten Part Eleven

More parts to come!

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Two

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Notes: Not Beta-Read. No warnings for this chapter, I don’t think  Summary: Since Eddie and I had started working together, I’d been able to ascertain that she was Eddie’s girlfriend. We didn’t talk about our personal lives much, but typically, when Eddie did, it had to do with her. He’d showed me a picture once— his lockscreen, the two of them making ridiculous faces. 

“Seriously? That moment— that moment, you can see in his face that he realizes he’s screwed,” Eddie argued, pointing at the screen, and the stricken face of the defendant he had interviewed. I rolled my eyes, pushing Eddie’s arm away. 

Over the last couple of months of working with him, I’d gotten used to this: how passionate he could get when he was talking about his work, the way he wanted his stories constructed and told. I didn’t know many other reporters that had this heavy a hand in the outcome of their footage.

“He’s got the same look in the third minute,” I reminded Eddie. He looked like he wanted to tear his hair out. “It is a callback to that moment—“ “Eddie?” We looked away from one another, up to the person that had stepped in front of my desk. Eddie’s face brightened as he got up, rounding the desk to embrace the women that had spoken. Since Eddie and I had started working together, I’d been able to ascertain that she was Eddie’s girlfriend. We didn’t talk about our personal lives much, but typically, when Eddie did, it had to do with her. He’d showed me a picture once— his lockscreen, the two of them making ridiculous faces.

She was gorgeous. Tall, blonde, lithe. I had felt a crush on Eddie blooming for some time, but I couldn’t be upset even if I wanted to; Eddie’s face lit up and he had the sweetest smile when he talked about her. “We’ve got reservations in half an hour,” She said as he pulled away. “Ah… Shit. Sorry, we got carried away here, I totally forgot,” Eddie laughed, looking at his watch. Annie peered around him, looking at me before pointedly looking back at Eddie. “What? Oh!” Eddie turned so that he was no longer blocking me.

“This is my girlfriend Annie,” He smiled. I got up, hand out to shake hers. “Annie, this—“ “I know who she is,” She took my hand, shaking it warmly in hers. “Eddie’s said you’ve saved his ass a few times now. It’s a wonder you haven’t asked for another assignment yet.” My brows rose, and I glanced over at Eddie, who seemed to be pointedly looking anywhere but at me. I shook my head. “He’s exaggerating. He was doing fine before.” We were still shaking hands, and it was definitely outside the normal length of time you shook hands with someone. I pulled mine back first, tucking it into my pocket. “We should finish--” “You guys should get going, we can finish up tomorrow,” I cut Eddie off. “Who knows how much more of this you’re gonna fight me on, anyway.” Eddie smiled, nodding, and grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair I’d started keeping beside my desk at all times. “See you.” “Yeah. Have a good time— and it was nice to finally meet you, Annie.” She smiled, giving me a little wave before they left. I watched them go, eyeing Eddie’s hand where it was resting on her lower back before I looked back to the footage on my screen.

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“She’s cute,” Annie commented halfway through their meal. Eddie frowned, not sure how they’d gotten from the case Annie was working on to a ‘she’s cute’. “Who is?” He asked. Annie tipped her head to the side, brows raising. “You know who.” It took him a moment before he realization dawned on him. He shrugged a little, reaching for his glass. “I never really noticed.” “Oh come on, months of sitting that close and you never noticed?” “We’re working when we’re at work. I’m focused on the screen, not her.” “I’d be focused on her,” Annie said off-handedly, and Eddie choked on his wine. He narrowed his eyes at her mischievous little smile and the twinkle in her eye.

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Nine

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Notes: AhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Summary: My head whipped around to see Annie standing in the doorway. My mouth worked wordlessly as she stepped closer.

Warnings: The rating will be going up after this chapter!

Rating: T (for now)

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

“You guys have got to let me have you over for once,” I insisted, looking away from the wall of pictures that was up in favor of looking back at Eddie. “Maybe next time,” He conceded.

“Definitely next time. I always come over here. And you guys are spoiling me, I barely cook anymore, not even for myself.” I sat on the arm of the couch, taking a sip from my glass. “Sure Annie doesn’t need any help in the kitchen?” I asked. “I’m fine! Talk to Eddie!” Annie called in from the kitchen. I smiled, shaking my head. “Because we never talk,” Eddie called back teasingly. I set my glass of wine aside, resting my hands on the arm of the couch. “So…” I started. Eddie held his hand up. “Promise me that we won’t talk about work tonight,” He said. I nodded. “No work,” I agreed. Eddie and I sat there I silence for a moment before we smiled, awkward. “So, we had Annie’s birthday party. When are we having yours?” I asked. Eddie waved me off. “In a few weeks. I don’t wanna do much, just dinner here with some friends. You’re invited, of course.” I smiled, ducking my head. “You saying ‘of course’ makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.” There were a few moments of silence before Eddie’s shoes entered my field of vision. He cupped my chin, tipping my head up to look at him. “Warm and fuzzy like that night in the hallway?” He asked softly. I was taken aback. He did remember. I didn’t know why he was bringing it up; we were both almost entirely sober, and Annie was right there. I swallowed thickly; my mouth suddenly felt very dry.

“I don’t know if I’d call that ‘warm and fuzzy’,” I excused, shaking my head a little bit. “What would you call it, then?” He asked, leaning down. “I’d… I’d call it… Eddie, what are you doing?” I asked, stunned. “What’s it look like?” He asked, lips twitching. “We can’t, Annie is—“ “Annie is liking what she’s seeing.” My head whipped around to see Annie standing in the doorway. My mouth worked wordlessly as she stepped closer. “I think we broke her,” Annie commented before taking my hand. “C’mere,” She murmured. I let her lead me from the arm of the couch to the cushions, sitting between them. My hand was still in Annie’s, and she was rubbing circles into my palm. “The thing is,” She said softly, “Eddie and I like you… Very much. And we’ve sort of gotten the vibe that maybe you like us, too.” I glanced over at Eddie, feeling my face heat as I tried to speak. “Oh, honey, you don’t need to go all bashful on us,” Annie shifted closer, our thighs pressing together; I vaguely registered Eddie’s arm sliding over the back of the couch. My eyes returned to my lap as I tried to take this all in.

“We like you as a friend, too,” Eddie said, “And whether you’re interested in us… Like that or not, we don’t want that to go away.” I leaned back against the couch cushions, biting my lip as I thought. Annie and Eddie waited in silence, though I could feel Eddie get antsy beside me. I couldn’t bring myself to look at either of them as I mumbled, “I like you guys, too. A lot.” “Well that explains why you can hardly keep your eyes off of us.” “Eddie,” Annie chastised as I lifted my head to glare at him. Eddie was smiling down at me. “Can’t blame us, you look like a tomato,” He said, glancing between Annie and me. I glanced back at Annie when she rested her chin on my shoulder. “So you like me and Eddie?” She asked. I nodded a little bit. “Then why don’t you give him that kiss you’ve been thinking about?” I looked up at Eddie, wetting my lips with my tongue. I fantasized thought about kissing him before. Hell, I’d thought about kissing Annie, too. I’d just never imagined that either of them would be looking at them with the same warmth and hunger that I felt. Eddie leaned in, resting his hand on my thigh. He held my gaze steadily, as if looking or any sign of hesitation or nerves.   “Whatever you want. You control this,” He said softly. I nodded slowly. “We don’t even have to do anything if you don’t want—“ Eddie added, but I cut him off with a kiss. I could hear Annie laugh behind us, but I was too wrapped up. 

Eddie’s lips were so soft. And when he’d said I was on control, he meant it. He let me control the pressure, the speed. I leaned back when the kiss broke, ready to lean in for another kiss, when slender fingers turned my head. I couldn’t help but smile when my eyes met Annie’s. She didn’t hesitate the way Eddie did, just leaned in and pressed her lips to mine, warm and firm.

Kissing Annie was nothing like kissing Eddie. Eddie gave me the reigns; Annie took them. She cupped her hand around the back of my neck, deepening the kiss as she wound her fingers into my hair. I groaned as she gave it a little tug, unable to help myself. She hummed, leaning back to look me over.

“I like the sound of that.”

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After dinner, I insisted on helping cleaning up so I had something to do. I could hear Annie and Eddie murmuring as they neatened up the living room. I zoned out for a little while, thinking through my options. I had never been approached by a couple before. Well, a couple of times on dating apps, but I’d never been tempted to take them up on the offer. The idea seemed… Daunting. “Almost done in here?” I looked back to see Annie just behind me. I glanced back at her, smiling before I returned to my task.

“Nearly, yeah.” “Good,” Annie stepped closer. She brushed my hair away from my neck, laying a gentle kiss there. “So are you staying for the night, or should we get you a cab?” She asked. I smiled shyly, glancing at her. “I’d like to stay, if that’s alright.” “It’s more than alright,” Annie said, turning me by the hips to face her. She’d had the day off, and I wasn’t used to seeing her like this— jeans and a t-shirt. I was so used to seeing her in heels, too. She was still a little bit taller than me still. I nodded, sliding my hands up her forearms. I leaned up to kiss her, less shy about it now, and she pressed me back against the counter. If it was anyone else, I might’ve complained about the edge of it digging into me, but I couldn’t focus on anything but Annie’s hands on my waist, or the feeling of her tongue sliding along the seam of my lips. “Aren’t you supposed to wait an hour after eating before doing that?” I laughed, head dropping back as Eddie stepped into the kitchen. “Pretty sure that’s swimming,” Annie said, turning her head to look at him, “And you are ruining what was quite a nice moment.” Eddie held his hands up in surrender. “Ruining the moment was the last thing on my mind.” “I think someone might’ve been feeling a little left out,” I said, looking over at Annie, who shook her head. “Well, we can’t have that.”

Eddie smiled, giving Annie a kiss. “Bedroom?” He asked her. She nodded once. Their eyes were on me in seconds. I summoned all of my courage before I nodded. “Bedroom,” I said decisively.

#Will You Give Me Shelter #Eddie Brock x Reader #Eddie Brock #Eddie Brock x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock/You #Eddie Brock/You/Annie Weying #Annie Weying x You #Annie Weying x Reader

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Seven

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Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

Rated: T (this may go up)

Warnings: None for this chapter :) 

Notes: This chapter dips between Reader and Eddie and Annie’s points of view. Italics indicate scenes that have happened previously.  Not beta-read.

Summary: When Annie had first brought it up, Eddie had laughed very, very hard.

When Annie had first brought it up, Eddie had laughed very, very hard. “Look, it’s obvious you’re attracted to her,” Annie pointed out, watching Eddie climb out of bed. His laughter died down once she’d started talking again, and he shook his head, stopping in front of their dresser to find something to wear to work.

“And I like her, too. I know we always... talked about maybe bringing someone else into bed with us, but I think with her it could really work.” Annie got out of bed, walking over stand behind Eddie and wrapping her arms around him.

“Just... think about it?” She asked, resting her chin on Eddie’s shoulder. His eyes raised to meet hers in the mirror for a few seconds before he nodded.

“I’ll think about it,” he mumbled.

The fact of the matter was, Eddie thought about it a lot. So much that it drove him to distraction at work, leading him to mess up takes and snipe at everyone around him for the rest of the week.

He hadn’t expected her to apologize. He hadn’t even realized he’d been such a dick until she had. He’d grumbled the whole thing to Annie over dinner.

“We should have her over,” Annie had said, rubbing Eddie’s back soothingly, watching him. She paused, thinking and adding,

“Or we can drop this whole thing. I want us both to be comfortable with this, honey.” Eddie looked back at Annie, biting his lip.

“We should have her over,” he finally said.

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“I almost kissed her,” Eddie admitted. Annie looked up, suddenly much more awake than she had been a few moments.

“Really? When?”

“Just now, in the hall,” Eddie admitted, “I’m sorry.”  

Annie sat up, shifting to look down at Eddie.

“I leave you alone with her for five minutes,” she said, and Eddie was surprised by the amusement in her tone and the smile on her lips.

“It was more like ten minutes— I don’t know why you’re smiling.”

Annie took Eddie’s hand in hers, intertwining their fingers.

“It would be one thing if we hadn’t talked about this, but we have. Besides, did you see how touchy she was with me at dinner?” Annie dipped her head down, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s jaw.

“She likes us,” she murmured against his skin. Eddie shivered, fingers sliding into Annie’s hair before he pulled her up for a desperate kiss.

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“You hungry?”

I didn’t answer at first, just blinked up at Annie, confused.

“... I think so, but I, um—“ It came back to me bit by bit: Eddie calling me, going in at 2, the Smithson footage, the cab ride.

“Oh, god,” I covered my face with both hands, embarrassed.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to pass out on your couch.” I heard Annie laugh, and felt her soft hands come up to gently move mine from my face.

“After what Eddie put you through last night, the least we can do is offer you somewhere to sleep, and dinner,” She reassured. I felt my face heat up as she pushed a strand of hair back from my face, tucking it behind my ear.

“So. Are you hungry? Friday night is Chinese night.”

“Night?” I repeated dumbly before eyeing the window. It was dark out.

“Did you have somewhere you needed to be?” Annie asked, concern tinting her tone. I shook my head.

“No, nowhere. Just didn’t mean to... take your couch over.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Annie’s smile was so warm. I felt butterflies swirl about in my stomach and I cursed them.

“So, Chinese?” She asked. I nodded, sitting up.

“I’ll eat anything. Could I um...” I felt my cheeks heat up at Annie’s quizzical head tilt.

“Would it be alright if I showered? I’m kinda gross.”

“The news ain’t a clean business, kid,” Eddie said, affecting a 20’s mobster accent as he came into the living room.

“I’ll show you where the bathroom is,” he added in his regular tone, nodding over his shoulder. I stood up slowly, a little sore from the way I’d fallen asleep. I let Eddie lead the way deeper into their home, following him down the hall and into the bedroom. I bit my lip, careful to keep my eyes set firmly forward.

I had been hoping for a guest bathroom with a shower, but no such luck.

“Here we go,” Eddie said, stepping aside to let me into the bathroom before he flicked the light on.

“Towels are in the cupboard right behind you,” his fingers brushed my cheek as he reached up, knocking the aforementioned cupboard. I nodded, leaning against it. I expected him to leave then, but he didn’t.

“I know I said it earlier, but... I really appreciate you coming in last night.” I smiled.

“I really appreciate you trusting me... and being stubborn about anyone else helping you,” I teased. Eddie smiled, reaching out and giving my shoulder a squeeze before he turned and left.

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“Between that water pressure and your company, I might be over here more often,” I commented. Annie smiled, nudging my knee with her own. Eddie had waved us out of the kitchen to clean up after dinner, and Annie and I had settled in the living room, on the couch. I’d sat toward one end, and was surprised when Annie had sat barely half a seat away, fully facing me.

“You’re more than welcome to. We can both vent about Eddie to someone that understands.” I laughed at that.

“I can’t even imagine what you’d have to vent about.” We spoke for a while about what Annie had done at work that week, about the libel case that she’d been assigned that had she had about a one in a million chance of winning.

“You’ll be fine,” I reassured, shaking my head, “You’re that one in a million chance.”

She smiled, reaching out and patting my cheek lightly.

“You’re so sweet,” She said gently. I smiled, shrugging.

“Just being honest.” I was surprised when her hand drifted down, cupping my neck.

“Is this okay?” She asked lightly. I nodded slowly, and she mirrored my movement. Her thumb slid along my jaw before it slid down, stroking over the hickey that was still at the base of my throat.

“What happened there?” She asked curiously, though there was a tinge of mischief in her tone. I gave a shaky laugh.

“Had a date.”

“Looks like it was a good one.”

“It was alright.”

“Just alright?” Annie asked, amused. I shrugged.

“He was nice.”

“Are you going to see him again?”

“Thinking about it...” I gasped softly as Annie pressed down on the bruise. She tutted, resuming her gentle circling of the spot.

“He should’ve been more gentle…Well, if he asks you out and you’re still on the fence,” she said, “You should come over here instead.” I couldn’t think straight. Annie’s hand was so warm and firm against my neck, and she smelled so good… Or maybe I did. I had used her body wash after all. “Do you guys want coffee?” Eddie called in from the kitchen. Neither of us answered for a moment before Annie spoke up for both of us, “Sure. I’ll help you.” Annie gave me a smile before she got up, hand falling away from my cheek. Once she’d left, it was like I could breathe again. I sucked in a deep breath, bringing my hand up to ghost over where she’d touched me. “Can’t work that stupid machine, anyway,” Eddie mumbled, stepping into the living room and plopping down on the adjacent armchair. He frowned at me. “You alright?” He asked, “You look a bit red.” I nodded. “S’warm in here,” I mumbled.

#Eddie Brock #Eddie Brock x Reader #Eddie Brock x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock/You #Eddie Brock x You x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock/You/Annie Weying #Annie Weying #Annie Weying / Reader #Annie Weying x Reader #Annie Weying x You #Venom (2018) #Will You Give Me Shelter

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Three

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Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

Rated: T (for now; will go up later, probably?) 

Notes: Not Beta-Read. No warnings for this chapter, I don’t think Summary: It felt like Annie was taking stock of me, looking me over-- which was ridiculous. Annie had no reason to be staring at me. I glanced over at her, expecting her to be looking elsewhere, but her eyes met mine steadily. 

I was halfway through packing up for the night when I heard, "Hi!"

I smiled at the sight of her in front of my desk again. She was like a burst of sunshine; it was easy to be drawn in. 

"You haven't seen Eddie, have you?"

I actually hadn't seen him all day; he'd mentioned that he'd be out on interviews. I told Annie as much, and she glanced at her watch.

"I think he mentioned that. Totally slipped my mind," She shook her head a bit to herself.

"Long day?" I asked. It seemed like a friendly enough question; Eddie was a close colleague, someone I was now spending most of my work hours with. There were some days where I took up all of Eddie's time, with Annie book-ending his days and nights.

"Very," Annie said. I nodded, hands hovering around my bag. Annie tipped her head toward the door, adding, "I'll walk out with you." 

I felt an odd twist in my stomach that I was sure was more confusion than anything else. It would surely be faster for Annie to just turn and leave, without any small talk. I hurried to finish packing up, fumbling a little before pulling my bag over my shoulder and heading for the elevator with Annie at my side. She leaned against the wall, swinging her bag lightly as I poked at the elevator button twice as if that would make it arrive faster.

It felt like Annie was taking stock of me, looking me over-- which was ridiculous. Annie had no reason to be staring at me. I glanced over at her, expecting her to be looking elsewhere, but her eyes met mine steadily. It was coupled with a warm smile. I returned a small one, eyes darting back to the down button.

"How long have you been an editor?" She asked.

"Uh... pffffffffffff--Two years?" I offered, hating that my answer sounded like a question.

"How long have you been a lawyer?" Her smile brightened at the question, and I found myself grateful for the little bit that Eddie had told me about her. I relaxed more as we chatted in the elevator, crossing the lobby, and both of us laughed when we each moved to open the door for the other.

I felt a shiver run through me when Annie placed her hand between my shoulder blades, steering me outside. She hadn't dropped her hand, and neither of us had discussed which way either of us was going; we were just wandering, lightly laughing, commenting that politeness was not, in fact, dead when we heard,

"Annie?" We stopped, turning to look at Eddie, who was looking between us, confused. My face suddenly went very hot; I felt like a child that had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"I thought you weren't going to be at the office today," Annie said. Eddie nodded, walking closer to us.

"I wasn't, which is why I'm kinda surprised to see you here with--"

"She reminded me. We were just heading out."

"I see that," Eddie had stopped in front of us now, and was looking at Annie with an expression I couldn't read. I cleared my throat, pulling their attention away from one another.

"I'm gonna head home. I'll see you tomorrow, Eddie, and nice to see you again, Annie," I said, taking a couple of steps away. Annie's hand didn't fall away as I stepped back. Instead, it slid down my arm, as Eddie said,

"See you--"

"What are you doing for dinner?" Annie cut him off, catching me by the sleeve.

Confusion bloomed in my stomach again, and any calmness I'd come to feel around Annie in our very brief time together vanished.

The looks on both their faces made me feel like I'd done something very, very wrong. Annie was watching me, smiling, easy, but Eddie's face...

I offered Annie a shaky smile.

"I'm meeting a friend," A lie that I bolstered by jerking my thumb over my shoulder.

"So we should let her go meet her friend," Eddie tacked on. Annie let go of my sleeve. My arm felt heavy as it fell back to my side. 

I nodded once, saying, "Right. Bye!" In an overly chipper tone before I turned, leaving the two behind me.

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"What was that?" Eddie asked, still focusing on his girlfriend, who was staring intently after his editor.

"She was lying," Annie said, answering an entirely different, unasked question, "She literally just told us that she was going home, and then said that she was going to meet a friend for dinner."

"Annie."

"We should invite her over sometime," Annie added, sliding her arm through Eddie's. "Let's get home, I'm sure Mr. Belvedier is getting hungry."

"You can't talk about her lying," Eddie added, heading toward the building with Annie in tow.

"You and I both know that you remembered the fact that I wasn't supposed to come to the office today." The twitch of Annie's lips told Eddie he was right. He stopped just outside the door, turning to face her fully.

"Why'd you come by? And I mean the real reason," He said.

"Why did you?" she asked.

"I left my notes here. Why else?" Annie shrugged.

"Go grab your notes, then. I'll wait here." Eddie hesitated. He leaned in, pecking Annie's lips before heading inside.

#Venom #Eddie Brock #Eddie Brock x Reader #Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying #Eddie Brock/You #Annie Weying #Will You Give Me Shelter #Eddie Brock/You/Annie Weying #Eddie Brock Imagine #Venom Imagine

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Six

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Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

Rated: T (for now; will go up later, probably?)

Notes: Not Beta-Read.  1 light swear

Summary: After that dinner, my relationship with Eddie was better than it had ever been. In the weeks following, Annie and I had started texting daily (which started with an adorably devious ‘I got your number from Eddie’s phone >:)’ ). 

“You two are killing me.” Annie sounded equally amused and bored. I glanced away from my screen, smiling to see her leaning back in Eddie’s usual chair, her arm thrown over the back, head propped on her hand.

“She’s killing you, babe, not me,” Eddie said from where he’d taken to pacing in front of my desk.

“No. No, it’s definitely both of you,” Annie said.  

After that dinner, my relationship with Eddie was better than it had ever been. In the weeks following, Annie and I had started texting daily (which started with an adorably devious ‘I got your number from Eddie’s phone >:)’ ). Neither Eddie nor I brought the incident in the front-hall up, either. Maybe he’d had more to drink than I’d thought and didn’t remember. What was more likely, though, was that we had mutually silently agreed to never bring it up.

I often found myself thinking about it, but I tried not to dwell on it for too long. I liked working with and being around Eddie too much to jeopardize our relationship, and I had never gotten so close to anyone in such a short period of time as I had to Annie.

The truth was, beyond the near-kiss with Eddie, I sometimes thought that Annie was flirting with me.

That made me feel stupid. There was no rhyme or reason as to why she’d be flirting. She had Eddie. And while she had casually dropped into one of our recent conversations that she had dated women in the past, I was sure it didn’t mean anything. I took it as a sign that I had been out of the dating game for too long, and was perceiving the most innocent of comments as something they weren’t.

They had missed their dinner reservation that night-- Annie had been called back to the firm only a few minutes after she’d left, and Eddie had stayed behind to work a little longer. By the time Annie made it to the office, Eddie and I had ordered takeout for the three of us.

It had been almost two hours since then. Annie’s coat had come off, and I’d found out that it was basically twice as attractive to watch women roll their sleeves up as it was to watch a man do it.

“It’s her, I promise,” Eddie said, rounding the desk to crouch behind Annie’s chair and rest his chin on her shoulder.

“Obviously Alvarez hadn’t been expecting the defendant come right out and say that. That clearly wasn’t part of their game plan.” I shook my head, turning back and crossing my arms.

“A good lawyer doesn’t ask a question that they don’t already know the answer to. So either he’s a shitty lawyer or he’s playing up his reaction for effect,” I argued.

“She’s right,” Annie piped up. I smiled at her, mouthing my thanks. My smile widened when she winked at me.

“Oh, no. I can’t have you two ganging up on me,” Eddie whined.

“Now who’s playing up his reaction for effect,” Annie said, lightly flicking the top of Eddie’s head.

——————

“You should come over for brunch this weekend,” Annie said, looping her arm through mine as we headed out of the building. I frowned a little.

“I can’t this weekend.” Annie pouted, and I spotted Eddie’s hand giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze.

“Next weekend?” He asked. I nodded, smiling.

“Sounds good.” We said our goodbyes and I turned down the block as the two of them got on Eddie’s motorcycle.

——————

“Another date? What has gotten into you?” Maddy asked, impressed, watching me rifle through my closet. I glanced back at her. I hadn’t told her that last time hadn’t been anything of the sort but felt like at this point, it was too late.

This time, however, it really was a date.

After dinner at Eddie and Annie’s, between Annie’s albeit light interrogation and the stupid thing I’d almost done, I’d made the decision to sign up for a few dating apps.

I hadn’t spoken with most of the people I’d matched with, but most of the ones I had spoken to had either only wanted to hook-up or had barely gotten beyond the small-talk phase.

“So how long have you been talking to this guy anyway?” Maddie asked.

“A couple of weeks. We got coffee last week— I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you getting all excited,” I added quickly. Maddy narrowed her eyes at me.

“Tell me he’s cute, at least. Was he one of my picks?”

I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, pulling up Mark’s profile and passing the phone to her. Her irritated gaze disappeared fairly quickly at his profile.

“He’s hot.” I rolled my eyes at her tone.

“What, you don’t think I can pull that kind of action down?” I asked, glancing back at her.

“Oh, you obviously can, this is the proof, wow.” I snorted, pulling a summer dress out of the closet and holding it up to myself, biting my lip. “So did that last date not go anywhere?” Maddy asked. I could feel her watching my face in the mirror, and I was careful not to let my face fall. “Nope. Didn’t go anywhere.”

——————

“Good, you’re up.”

I blinked tiredly, rubbing my eyes.

“Eddie? It’s like two in the morning,” I mumbled, glancing at the clock on the bedside table.

“I need you to come in. Like, now.”

“To work?”

“Yeah. I’m already here. And I have coffee and bagels.”

“Where the hell did you get a bagel at 2 AM?”

“We can talk about that later.” He paused.

“I know, I’m asking a huge favor, but just— come on, this is big.”

I groaned, running my hand through my hair.

“Okay. Okay okay, I’m on my way.” I hung up before he could thank me.

“You okay?” I glanced behind me, smiling a little to see Mark rolling onto his side.

“Got called into work,” I said.

“Well, hey, if you don’t want sleepover, just say so.” I smiled, leaning down and pecking his lips before I got up to hunt for my clothes.

——————

I probably looked like hell, and like I wanted to kill him, but Eddie smiled when he saw me nonetheless.

“One of the overnighters couldn’t handle this?” I asked, sliding into my seat and waiting for my equipment to boot up.

“Not the way I’d want and you know it,” Eddie said, already in his usual spot. I rested my chin on my hand, closing my eyes briefly as opening them again when I felt the coldness of my monitor light flicker on. I sighed, pushing my hair back from my face. I wordlessly held my hand out for Eddie’s drive but got nothing.

I turned my head, brows raising when I saw him staring at me.

“What?” I asked. He cleared his throat.

“You’re uh— I’ve never seen you in glasses before,” he commented.

“Contacts are tricky at 2 AM,” I said.

“And you have a hickey,” he added. I felt myself flush, fighting the urge to reach up and cover it with my hand. What good would that do? He’d already seen it.

“You gonna give me the footage or what?”

“Oh, yeah,” Eddie patted his pockets down before finally locating it and handing it over.

I worked almost on autopilot, letting Eddie tell me what and where to cut. By the time I was really waking up, I realized what it was: a ride along for the capture of Evan Smithson, a man that had escaped prison nearly a month ago.

It was like he’d been waiting for me to realize, and when I turned to him wide-eyed, he was grinning.

“I know,” he said. He slid his arm around my chair, turning us back toward the screen.

“Come on, we need this ready by six and we’re almost done.”

——————

The news of Smithson’s capture was splashed across every major paper and news outlet by ten that morning, but we had gotten it out first. I didn’t even bother asking Eddie who he’d gotten in good with to be allowed to tail them.

Lewis had been so pleased with our work that he’d given the both of us the rest of the day, and Eddie and I had packed up faster than ever before.

I was more than a little clumsy in my sleepiness, but Eddie was as sure-footed as ever. I’d nearly spilled an entire cup of cold coffee on my editing bay, but Eddie had caught it, righting it before any more than a few drops could hit the desk.

“Turn off the fucking sun,” I grumbled as we stepped outside. Eddie snorted, arm sliding around my shoulder and drawing me a little closer as we walked. In another circumstance, I might’ve pulled away or brushed him off, but I was too tired to care.

“We gotta get you home before you totally pass out,” he said. I hummed, agreeing. He let go of me to hail a cab, and I leaned against his back as he flagged one down.

——————

“Up, come on.” I grunted as Eddie lightly shook me. I got out of the car, not bothering to fight him on paying the cab driver. I was surprised to find us outside his and Annie’s place.

“... this is not my house,” I said, watching him find his keys. He looked back at me.

“You know I think you’ve got the makings of an investigative reporter,” he grinned, “I couldn’t remember where you live. If you want I can call you a cab,” he added. I shrugged, stepping inside.

“Sure. I’m just gonna,” I let myself into the living room, sitting in the corner of their couch.

“‘M just gonna rest my eyes,” I mumbled, letting them close for a moment.

——————

“Oh, honey. Eddie really put you through the wringer, didn’t he,” I heard. I hummed, leaning up into the fingers brushing my hair away from my face.

“You with me?” The voice asked. I took a moment to process before I shook my head. I heard a chuckle.

“Alright. You go back to sleep.”

——————

“She up yet?” Eddie asked, setting his coffee mug down as Annie came in. She shook her head, sitting down across from him.

“Out like a light. She must not have been sleeping when you called her.”

“No, don’t think she was,” Eddie agreed. Annie’s lips twisted, remembering the bright hickey she’d spotted.

“Thought she wasn’t seeing anyone,” She said, glancing back into the living room.

“Maybe she wasn’t.”

“Maybe she still isn’t,” Annie offered, “I’ll ask.” Eddie shook his head.

“No reason for you to ask.”

“We’re friends. Friends talk about these things,” Annie said firmly.

“Well, just don’t talk about them when I’m in the room,” Eddie requested. Annie watched as he got up to put his mug in the sink.

“It could work, you know,” She murmured, and frowned as his shoulders went rigid.

“Just leave it alone, babe,” Eddie begged. He turned back to her, tipping her head up for a kiss.

“‘M gonna go get some sleep,” He said, giving her shoulder a squeeze before heading to their room. 

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Eight

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Notes: We’re getting closer to some of the actual romance nooow

Summary: Annie and Eddie had both been more touchy over the last few weeks, and I’d savored every moment of it. I had seen Mark a couple more times, but it didn’t feel serious. I couldn’t shake the feeling that being with Eddie and Annie felt serious, the way a relationship progressed.

Warnings: None

Rating: T (this may change)

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

“It’s your fault,” Eddie insisted as we left the office. “It is not my fault We would’ve been out of there forty minutes sooner if you hadn’t pulled Harvey into that argument…” I trailed off, stopping at the curb and eyeing the helmet that Eddie was holding out to me. “Ah… No. no, I’ll meet you there,” I said, taking a step away from Eddie’s motorcycle. Eddie leaned back against his bike, browse raising, smiling. “You’re seriously gonna get a cab?” “Yeah, I ordered it while we were in the elevator.” “Cancel it.” “That’ll cost me like six bucks.” “I’ll Venmo you. Cancel it.” I huffed in annoyance before I pulled my phone out, opened the app and hit the cancel button. “Come on,” Eddie waved the helmet a bit. I took it from him, tucking my phone into my bag before I fitted the helmet over my head. It smelled like Annie’s shampoo. I climbed onto the back of Eddie’s motorcycle, fidgeting a little as he settled in front of me, pulling on his own helmet. I leaned forward a little as Eddie started his bike up, hesitantly looping my arms around his middle. Eddied reached up, tightening my grip on him before we took off.

——

“See? Wasn’t so bad,” Eddie said as he helped me off of the bike. I grunted at his insistence. I was more focused on the fact that I’d chosen to pull my hair into a low ponytail and wouldn’t have any problem with helmet hair. “Cheaper than a cab, too,” He added, looping his arm around my shoulders and steering me toward the bar. I leaned into him a little bit, smiling and ducking my head. Annie and Eddie had both been more touchy over the last few weeks, and I’d savored every moment of it. I had seen Mark a couple more times, but it didn’t feel serious. I couldn’t shake the feeling that being with Eddie and Annie felt serious, the way a relationship progressed. I gently shrugged Eddie’s arm off as we neared the doors, and he turned to me, frowning. “What is it?” He asked. I shook my head. “You can’t just walk into your girlfriend’s birthday party with your arm around someone else,” I pointed out. Eddie glanced back toward the bar. “So Annie gets to hang off of you all night but I can’t?” He asked. I rolled my eyes. “I’m sure she won’t be ‘hanging off of me’. You’ll be there,” I pointed out before getting the door for Eddie. I followed him in, smiling a little at the reception he received from a few of his and Annie’s friends. We were midway through introductions before I heard, “You made it!” Eddie and I turned to see Annie coming out of the back. I didn’t expect her to hug me first, but she pulled me into a hug first. I smiled, hugging her in turn. “Happy birthday, hon,” I said quietly. She leaned back, cupping my cheek for a moment before she turned, stepping away and pulling Eddie into a kiss. “You’re late,” She said as she pulled away. Eddie looked over at me, pointing between us. “She was late, too!” “She can get away with it,” Annie said matter-of-factly, turning back and chucking me under the chin before taking my hand. “Let’s get you something to drink,” She said, leading me over to the bar. I had Eddie’s words in my head all night, about Annie hanging off of me. I noticed it more. We were touching one another constantly: hands on backs, shoulders, knees, or in one another’s hands. She was touchy with Eddie, too. I felt myself backing off of the touches, feeling like her friends were looking at me oddly for being so close to her and Eddie all night.

——

“How does 28 feel?” I asked. “Feels pretty good,” Annie said, resting her chin on my shoulder as we waited for the cab. The three of us had had a little too much to drink and had planned. Eddie was at the curb, keeping an eye out for the taxi. Annie was a bit taller than me in her heels, and I felt myself leaning back into her as she wrapped her arms around me. She was rocking us back and forth a little bit. “Did you have a good time at your party?” I asked, trying to keep my voice as unaffected as I possibly could. It felt like I was being spooned. “I had a great time,” Annie sighed, turning her head to mumble into my hair. She hummed, giving me a light squeeze. “You smell so good,” She murmured. I shivered, mumbled, “Annie,” Just as Eddie said, “Guys, c’mon!” The taxi had pulled up, but neither of us had noticed. I carefully untangled myself from her, letting her get into the cab before me, since I’d be getting out before them. Annie pressed a kiss to my cheek as I climbed out, and I was sure I blushed such a bright red in the dark. —— “We should talk to her,” Eddie said, pulling his shirt off, “I mean properly, set her down and tell her… What we’re thinking.” “I think she gets the idea,” Annie said smugly, settling under the covers and tucking her hands behind her head, “Did you see how red she was when we got in the cab?”

Eddie rolled his eyes. “You were being a bit much at the bar,” he said. Annie propped herself up on her elbows, watching him. “I think you’re just upset that you weren’t as touchy with her out in public as I was,” She said. “You were all over her, Annie,” Eddie said, laying down beside her. ��Well, when we talk to her, properly, set her down and tell her what we’re thinking,” Annie said, tone teasing, “You can be all over her, too.”

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Eleven

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Summary: Annie had sent me a seven-page document titled ‘Arrangement’. There was a statement at the top, a list of questions on the following pages. 

Warnings: Mentions of sexual acts

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

“It’s standard.” I raised a brow a the casual tone in Annie’s voice. “It looks like a contract,” I countered. Annie had sent me a seven-page document titled ‘Arrangement’. There was a statement at the top, a list of questions on the following pages. Eddie reached under my arms, taking control of the mouse and making a change that I was not okay with. I nudged him back, shooting him a warning look before correcting what he’d done. “Is there are a whole subsection of the law community committed to well-organized threesomes that I don’t know about?” I asked. I caught Eddie at the precise moment he’d taken a sip of his coffee and he nearly spit it out. “… I feel like I should’ve asked if I was on speakerphone first,” I added when Annie didn’t answer. “You’re not,” She answered, tone clipped, “Sorry, I’m at work. Just— fill it out and we can all sit down and talk about it later, okay?” I pushed a huff out through my nose at her tone. “Okay.” “I’ll talk to you later,” She added before hanging up. I set the phone down on the desk, folding my arms over my chest and leaning back. Eddie gently nudged my knee with his own. “She’s stressed,” He said softly, “This case is big and—“ “She’s trying to put herself in a good position to make partner later, I know,” I cut him off. Eddie hummed in agreement. There was a pause before he rested his hand on my thigh. I jumped a little at the contact, looking around and pushing his hand away. “No one is looking,” Eddie said softly. I shook my head. “Someone is always looking,“ I argued.

— I printed out the agreement at work, making Eddie get it for me before shoving it into my bag. It was a little crumpled when I took it out, and I flattened the sheets down. I looked over the title, brow furrowing. Yes/No/Maybe And then four columns: What things are you comfortable with? Have you experienced this? (Yes/No) Willingness (0=No 5=Yes) Notes, questions? I bit my lip, eyeing the long list. Bondage, oral sex, anal sex, group sex- 

Group sex.

I put the list down, feeling my face flush. There was more, of course. I wasn’t a prude, but I hadn’t done anything like this before. I put the list back down before I stood, heading into my kitchen. I needed dinner. And wine, I needed wine. — “Hey, pretty girl.” Annie sounded way more relaxed than she had earlier that day. I hadn’t expected her to call me, but I was happy to hear from her. “Hey…Smart lady,” I answered lamely, cringing. She laughed on the other end of the phone, which made me relax a little bit. “How’s the case going?” I asked. “Please, no more about the case,” I heard Eddie’s voice and perked up. “You’re home?” I asked. “Yeah, I got back a little while ago. Do you want to come over?” Annie asked. I bit my lip. “I do… But I’m working on this list, and I’m finally picking up steam on it. I kinda wanna finish it. Do you guys wanna come over tomorrow? I can cook.” “We’d love to come over—“ Annie said over Eddie’s, “Sounds great, hon.” Hon. That made me feel warm. “Oh, and Annie?” “Yeah?” “… In the allergies section, I mean. My nut allergy doesn’t need to be on that list, right?” “No — Eddie, get that look off of your face,” Annie ’s voice faded out as, I’m assuming, she turned to yell at Eddie. I smiled, shaking my head. “You guys are ridiculous,” I grumbled. “We’ll see you tomorrow. We’ll bring our lists?” Annie added. I nodded, though she couldn’t see me. “Looking forward to seeing you guys,” I said. “We’re looking forward to seeing you, too,” Eddie answered. I smiled. “Night, guys.” “Night, pretty girl,” Annie murmured before hanging up. 

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Will You Give Me Shelter Part Five

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Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader x Annie Weying

Rated: T (for now; will go up later, probably?)

Notes: Not Beta-Read. No warnings for this chapter, I don’t think

Summary: Halfway to their home, I regretted my decision to go in the first place. I could’ve pretended on Monday that I didn’t have my work email on my phone, said that that would’ve been nice, sorry about that. But the last week had been so painfully stilted, it felt like if I didn’t fix this now, I never would. 

Eddie and I had texted back and forth a little throughout the day, light things like the kind of wine he and Annie both liked, a picture of Annie's cat, Mr. Belvedere, who Eddie called 'the bastard', what time I should come over.

I was somehow as at ease and as uncomfortable as I had been the day before. Things seemed to be sort of normal again, but I was also stepping back into the dynamic that had thrown the two of us out of whack in the first place.

Agreeing to dinner felt like the stupidest thing I could've possibly done. What did I ever wear? Something nice but not too nice. I didn't want to look like I was trying too hard to impress them-- which I kind of was. But it was dinner at their house, not at a fancy restaurant.

I thought I was keeping a level head until I caved and FaceTimed a friend to ask what I should wear for dinner. Maddy was my oldest friends in San Francisco; she was a school teacher, happily married with two little boys and a baby on the way. She was also, in her words, glad to see me finally going on a date that she didn’t set me up on. I didn’t have the heart to correct her. This was not a date.

This was…

I had no idea what the hell this was.

“No, listen, I don’t want anything flirty or sexy, just something comfy,” I said, turning the camera to face my bed. “What about the first pair of jeans with my white button down and green cardigan?” “That’s so school-teacher,” Maddy argued. “Then it’s perfect, that’s what I’m wearing,” I said, turning the camera back to smile at Maddy. “Oh, oh no you don’t,” She started, but what cut off by a crash from the other room, followed by a moment of silence, then a, “MOOOOOOOOOM, TYLER BROKE GRANDMA.”

“Oh hell, Tyler knocked the urn over again,” Maddy hissed, glancing into the other room before looking back at me. “I want all the details,” She said before hanging up. I shook my head, tossing the phone onto my bed.

Halfway to their home, I regretted my decision to go in the first place. I could’ve pretended on Monday that I didn’t have my work email on my phone, said that that would’ve been nice, sorry about that. But the last week had been so painfully stilted, it felt like if I didn’t fix this now, I never would. 

You’ll know you’re there when you see the bastard in the window

That was the last text Eddie had sent me. I spotted Mr. Belvedere as he’s said, smiling a little to myself before I looked up at their door. I took a deep breath before I rang the doorbell. I waited for a few moments, leg bouncing impatiently. I looked up when the door was pulled open and smiled when I saw Annie. “Hey!” She grinned, ushering me in. We were talking over one another as we headed into the kitchen. It was a blend of how nice I thought their home was and how happy I was to be there, layered with Annie thanking me for coming over, for bringing wine.

I wasn’t prepared to see Eddie at the stove, dishtowel over his shoulder as he stirred something. He looked at me over his shoulder, smiling. “Hey! You found the place okay?” He asked. I nodded, smiling. “Found it fine, thanks. Smells good,” I nodded toward the stove. “Annie’s a better cook between the two of us.”

“But Eddie is great at stirring things,” Annie teased. Eddie smiled, turning back to face the stove. He looked a little red around the ears.

“Sit, please,” Annie waved me into a seat at their island, and I settled down. “Is there anything I can do to help?” I asked. Annie set the bottle of wine I’d brought down in front of me. “You can open this.”

——-

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re a New Yorker,” Eddie was giggling. I’d never heard him giggle before, and it made me laugh harder.

“I can’t believe you know my cousin,” Annie wiped a tear away from her eye as we all calmed down.

“I can’t believe you dated her cousin,” Eddie tacked on, grinning as Annie pushed his shoulder.

“Briefly. I don’t think we made it a month.” I reminded them, smiling.

“What about now? Are you seeing anyone?” Annie asked, resting her chin on her hand. I shook my head.

“Nah, not right now.”

“Why not?” I shrugged.

“Ah... I’m just not. It’s just not something I spend a lot of time thinking about these days.”

“So you used to think a lot about it.”

“I did, yeah. When I was in New York.”

“Are you still interested in dating?”

“Maybe. If the right person came along.”

“How would you describe this right person?”

“Babe, stop interrogating her,” Eddie picked up the second bottle of wine we’d opened and topped mine off. Annie frowned.

“I’m not!” She leaned back in her seat. I smiled.

“Honestly, it’s okay. I don’t mind.”

“See, hon? She doesn’t mind.”

“You definitely— she was interrogating, though. I have seen her in court, she does that, that smile she was giving you? And then she very, very slowly gets closer. Did you see how she was leaning in?” Eddie asked, raising his brows. Annie rolled her eyes, mouthing ‘lies’, as he spoke, and I couldn’t help the smile that pulled at my lips.

“You two are an awesome couple,” I said, before adding, “No, I mean it,” When they tried to deflect.

“Well, you’re an awesome single person,” Eddie said. I bit my lip to keep from laughing aloud. Annie snorted into her glass of wine, sending the two of us into a fit of giggling.

“You know what I mean,” he added with conviction despite the fact that his face was going red.

———-

“Just let me— I’ll call you cab,” Eddie leaned against the door, stopping me from leaving as he pulled his phone out. Annie has gone up ahead of us, citing a meeting that she’d have to get up for early the next morning. Eddie and I had done the washing up (though it was more Eddie than me— I was distracted by Mr. Belvedere).

“I can take the bus,” I argued. He nodded.

“I know you can, but we all had a bit to drink, and I will just feel better if you take a cab. Please.” I wanted to curse myself for melting at the Look he gave me— he wasn’t even trying to puppy-dog eyes.

“Alright,” I agreed. I sat on the small bench they had in the entryway, stretching my legs out.

“Scooch,” Eddie said, sitting down beside me. We were pressed close together; the bench was definitely not built for two people to sit on it. Eddie fiddled with his phone for a few moments before he turned his head to look at me.

“I... I have no idea where you live.” We burst into laughter.

“Give me that,” I said, taking the phone from Eddie. He was still shaking with laughter beside me. I put my address in and ordered the car before I leaned back against the wall, closing my eyes. The phone chimed, and Eddie mumbled, “Five minutes.”

Five minutes. I could last that long with my unfairly attractive coworker with the both of us tipsy giggling like idiots. No problem.

I felt Eddie shift beside me, yawning.

“You can head up. I definitely know where your front door is,” I offered.

“Nope.”

“Suit yourself.” I let my head fall to the side, looking at him. His lips were so full. How were his lips that full? How had I not noticed before? 

I saw his head starting to turn toward mine and I looked away, looking up at the ceiling. I was used to Eddie being in my personal space, but this felt different.

Eddie nudged my knee with his own.

“What are you thinking?” He asked softly. I tipped my head to the side, smiling when I saw him looking at me.

“I’m thinking... that I’m really glad you sent me twelve emails... at one in the morning,” I emphasized each point as he started to laugh again.

“Yeah, I might’ve gone a little overboard,” he conceded.

“I’m kinda glad you went overboard,” I admitted. Eddie nudged my leg again.

“The other day, I was uh... I acted like a real asshole—“

“Eddie, it’s okay.”

“It’s not. I acted like a dick because something was... was going on, and it was not your fault. Took it out on you anyway. And that wasn’t cool. I’m sorry.” I smiled.

“Apology accepted.” He smiled that crooked smile and I cursed the warmth that it spread through me.

“Good,” he murmured. I felt myself leaning in, and held my breath as he did, too. We were a breath away when his phone chimed. We stopped, looking down at it.

“... Ride’s here,” he said quietly. I nodded, pushing myself up, using the wall as a support as I straightened up.

“Thanks. And um- lemme know what I can— I’ll Venmo you for the—“ I had lost the ability to fully form sentences.

“You don’t have to do that,” Eddie reassured me, getting up and catching hold of the door as I pulled it open. I stepped out into the night, stopping to turn and look at him. He looked so sweet, framed in the warm light of the entryway’s lamp. I smiled a little bit, taking a couple of steps back.

“I’ll see you on Monday,” I said. He nodded.

“Monday,” He echoed. I turned away from him, opening the car door and getting in. I slouched in my seat once I was sure we were out of sight, putting my head in my hands.

I had been so close to fixing it all, and then so, so close to ruining it again.

————-

“She get home alright?” Annie asked sleepily as she felt the bed dip.

“Yeah,” Eddie mumbled, laying down beside Annie. He smiled as she shifted in the bed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she rested her head on his shoulder.

They lay in silence. He was sure Annie had fallen asleep until she murmured, “I really like her, Eddie.” He sighed, pressing a kiss to the crown of Annie’s head.

“I really like her, too.”

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