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chezzywezzy · 2 years

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Yandere Venom (1/2)

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Using gn pronouns for this one, per the request anon.

*Dedicated to @animefan3223! I love you and hope you feel better soon :)

“I hope you don’t mind,” the rather frail, dorky man commented, sliding himself onto the benchpress. “I’m just a little out of shape after being stuck in the hospital for so long, so…”

I sent him a reassuring grin. “Not at all. I’ll be right here to spot you until you get the hang of it, sir.”

I stretched my arms, examining closely as the gym member clasped his arms around the bar and pushed it. His face contorted with exhaustion and I was about to recommend something lighter, but he seemed so determined. I wanted to make further inquiries about his injuries, but I’d at least wait until he was taking a breather. This local gym was known for having friendly clientele, and I was hoping I was part of that spectrum.

He lifted the bar to his chest. My hands were ready to help him out when needed, but he managed to do one rep with ease. Then two. Then three. I was starting to wonder if he even needed a spotter —

“Oh, uh, Y/n, hey. Didn’t think I’d see you around.”

I gasped and looked up. I recognized the voice instantly, coming face to face with Eddie Brock - my ex-fiancé. I resisted a sigh, because either he came here on purpose or he genuinely never learned where I worked in the two years we were together. It was all in the past, though, and I strained a polite smile.

“Uh, hey, Ed. Do you need something?”

The client placed the bar back on, grinning. Even though his face was red and the glasses slid down his nose, he looked fairly refreshed. He stretched his arms, glancing between the two of us. “Hey, sorry to interrupt, but was my form alright?”

I sent him a smile. “Perfect, actually. It’s like you’ve been at it for years without stopping.”

“I guess I can add a couple extra pounds on, then.”

“Great. Good job, buddy,” Eddie interrupted again. “So, Y/n, about that. I just, uh, wanted to catch up now that I know you work here, so —“

“Not right now, Ed. I’m on the job. You got that, sir?”

“It’s just Neil.”

“Right. Neil. You’re dong a great job so far.”

Eddie was still hovering awkwardly, and it took every fibre of my being not to snap at him. I directed a not-so-subtle glare his direction, and the man teetered his balance between his feet. He adorned a tank top and cargo shorts, but from the state of his physique, he wasn’t as in shape as he used to be when we were engaged a few years ago.

He noticed my eyes boring into him and sent an abashed smile. I went to scowl, but suddenly, the client’s arm gave out and he yelped. A curse escaped my lips as my hands ducked underneath the bar just in time, catching it with ease. Neil panted and I helped raise it back onto the shelving.

“Shit…!” he muttered, sitting up straight and gripping at his right arm. “It gave out.”

“No worries. I should’ve been paying more attention,” I mumbled in reassurance. “Eddie, if you need something, just talk to me later. Go do your own thing. Please?”

The man gulped and nodded. He was sweating profusely, forcing a grin. “U - uh, I mean, yeah. Sure thing. Sorry about that, Y/n.”

I rolled my eyes, watching as he stalked over to a treadmill. My attention returned to Neil, who’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment. I mustered a friendly grin and patted his back energetically. “You still got it. Maybe just take it easy. Do some stretches or cardio.”

“Do you have any recommendations for that?”

“I think there’s a yoga class going on right in the other room, actually,” I mused. “If you’re interested, go ahead and drop by for a free session. After that, you’ll have to pay additional fees.”

“Ah - thank you. I’ll do that. Have a nice day.”

“You too.”

After the man grabbed his water bottle and headed in the general direction of the class, I sighed in pure irritation. It had been a while since I stumbled across Eddie Brock. His life had certainly taken an adventurous turn when he ended up with some alien pet attached to his hip, and although he previously texted often before that, he’d gone radio silent up until now.

Edie Brock always managed to get on my nerves before and he certainly was now.

I surveyed the gym, but my gaze returned to Eddie. He’d broken a sweat already, and I was somewhat caught off guard when inky black slime appeared from his shoulder and formed a floating head. It attracted other nearby gym users as well, and rightfully so. At the perfect angle, I could see the monster’s wide smile and I could hear a distant - but deep - voice, completely different from Eddie’s.

I crossed my arms in intrigue, leaning against one of the many pillars in the vast complex. Eddie, clearly agitated about whatever the alien was talking about, began swatting. The head dodged each time, and a rumbling laughter echoed in the gym. Many people glared in annoyance, but Eddie was too caught up with the agitating alien to notice.

The head peered in my direction. We made brief eye contact, but I took in the odd features. I’d seen footage online of the entire creature, but witnessing it in person was far more different. It had a tooth grin that spread to inhumane lengths and glowing, yellow eyes. It was fairly smooth, except for the imitating sweat that rolled down the sides of its head like a waterfall.

Eddie’s footing was lost in a split second, and the alien seemed to allow it to happen, hovering in place as the man tripped and fell face-flat on the machine. Out of habit, I stood straight, about to walk over. However, ink spilled from his body and he got up with ease, still complaining loudly. I blinked in confusion, and both the alien and his human friend peered over at me.

Horror dawned Eddie’s expression as he turned away. Out of frustration and embarrassment, he turned the machine off completely and headed off to god knows where. I sighed in relief, glad that my rather obsessive ex was shamed out of the gym by his alien friend and would hopefully not bother me again anytime soon.

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Tate <3 : shift’s over soon, right?

Me : yeah, just heading out. see u soon, babe.

Me : also, today was super stressful. I’ll tell u about it when I get home, kay?

I was about to send the message, squinting my eyes as I exited the gym, but I suddenly bumped into someone. I gasped, the phone slipping from my grasp and colliding with the ground. I was about to apologize profusely, not expecting someone to enter the gym right before closing time.

“I’m sorry —“

“No, no, I am —“

I peered up, and in the street lamps and car headlights, I recognized him instantly. Eddie Brock, seemingly a lot less tense, was standing before me with a panicked and awkward expression. A scowl immediately tugged against my lips and I leaned down to pick up my phone.

The man had the same idea, crouching and reaching. Our hands overlapped with one another as he apologized several times, but I was quick to swat at him. He still fumbled with his words as I snatched up my phone and stood up straight.

I glanced over my phone. Great. A few extra cracks coated the surface. Thanks, Eddie.

“I - I didn’t mean to run into you like that, Y/n —“

“What do you want, Eddie?” I snapped, shoving my phone into my pocket. “I’m busy. Whatever it is, can you just text me if it’s that goddamn important?”

Eddie froze in place, eyes wide and embarrassed. Even in the darkness, I could see how flustered he was, a deep blush coating his cheeks. There was scraggly hair across his jaw, just enough to indicate that he hadn’t bothered to shave this morning. He was wearing casual clothes, too, jeans and a teeshirt. He shoved his hands into his pocket, shuffling his foot against the cement.

“You, uh, blocked me, so…”

I rolled my eyes, about to take out my phone to unblock. However, his arm shot out and I paused, sending him a warning glare. He gulped anxiously before withdrawing his hand. I watched him warily.

“Nah, don’t worry about it. Um… I’m sorry for, uh, getting on your nerves earlier,” he started, voice wavering nervously. “I was just… wondering how you were doing recently. I didn’t really have a way to keep in touch, so…”

I quirked a brow and crossed my arms. “Why does my livelihood concern you, Eddie? It’s been, fucking, two years now at least.”

“Actually,” he corrected,” Two years and seven months. And three days, but, uh, who keeps count of something like that? I sure don’t. It’s just, uh, we’re friends, aren’t we? I mean, just because all that happened… Well, I, uh, care abut you, Y/n.”

“I can tell, Eddie,” I sighed rubbing my forehead in irritation. “Of course you kept count. Listen, Eddie, you really need to let go —“

“I just think we ended things on the wrong foot, is all —“

“Life moves on, pal —“

“What we had was something really special —“

“Just fucking shut up, Eddie!” I barked. The man fell silent, and I could tell how unhappy he was about how everything was going. “Can’t you take a hint? We’re not lovers, we’re not friends, and you’re literally a fucking stranger to me. Get that into your thick skull.”

Silence fell between us. I was fuming while Eddie’s shoulders slumped in depressive defeat. He could no longer make eye contact with me, and from how his eyes twitched, I could tell there was some sort of inner debate going on.

And then, he caved, turning his head away completely. “…Can I at least, uh, know if you’re doing alright?”

I exhaled out of sheer relief. I felt the stress wash off me as my thoughts returned to Tate. I held up my left hand, shaking it vigorously. He looked, and his entire body tensed. Because sitting on my ring finger was a ring. I almost felt bad for the guy. He was trying and he was trying hard.

“Listen, Ed, if you wanted to ‘catch up,’ you should’ve done it years ago. It’s over. I moved on. And I’m sorry for being harsh, but you really should, too.” I yielded no response, even when I lowered my hand. His age chased it, and he was clearly in a state of shock. “Have a good night.”

I started walking away, shoving my hands into my pocket in the direction of my nearby apartment.

“Fuck! Venom, don’t!”

I turned around, curious as to what was going on, but the moment I did, something black and inky stretched from Eddie’s body like a slinky and grasped onto my upper arm. Immediately, a shriek escaped, and it was clear from Eddie’s expression that the alien was attempting to take over but was being rivaled by Eddie.

I struggled at it, but the inky substance just read over my shoulder and tugged me closer like a game of tug of war. My sneakers were squeaking against the cement and I squirmed. Eddie was doing the same, swatting at the stretched out slime. It was oddly flesh-like, as even when I poked and prodded at it, it only seemed to solidify further.

A scream threatened to escape, but I knew that because of Venom’s reputation as a hero, nobody would intervene. I would be made out to be a villain. I kept sliding across the cement until my legs caved out completely and I fell to the ground.

“Venom, stop! Or I swear to god —“

“Or you swear to god what, Eddie?” a deep voice boomed audibly, the same head from earlier seeping from his backbone. “You’ll let them get away again? Just like before?”

“Please!” I pleaded. “D - don’t hurt me. I ha - haven’t done anything wrong!”

“You’re scaring them, dude! Just let her go!”

The head exchanged glances between us. A few tears had escaped and I managed to scrape my bare elbow against the ground. The beast was still grinning, and yet, as it stared me down, it changed to a shut-mouthed frown. It sighed lowly and dissolved back into Eddie’s flesh and blood.

I scrambled to my feet, a few sobs escaping. Eddie looked just as broken, motioning wildly. He was at a lost for words as he reached toward me. I turned, starting to walk away.

“Y/n, I - I’m sorry! That just means he likes you, I swear!”

I sent him a scowl, not stopping. “Tell him that the feeling’s not mutual.”

~~~

Eddie had never been so heartbroken and defeated, even during the weeks passing the break-up. He remembered it like yesterday; one moment, happy as can be, and the next, they’d packed their stuff up unannounced and called him a selfish deadbeat. It hurt like hell.

But, what was even worse, was that now his alien compadre had messed up any chance he had. ‘Stop moping around and grow some balls,’ he said. ‘Just talk to them,’ he said. ‘Don’t let them go,’ he said. And now, they was walking away, thinking even more lowly of him than ever.

“Hey man, the fuck was that about?” he boomed desperately, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. Y/n was far enough away that yelling hardly concerned them, and yet, he couldn’t stop watching them. “How could you just do that? What, did you think you could scare them into submission or something?”

“Well…” Venom’s voice grumbled in slight embarrassment from inside Eddie’s mind.

“Well?” he snapped.

“Well, yes, actually.”

Eddie facepalmed instantly. “Jesus Christ. This whole thing is fucked. Never should’ve visited in the first place. I mean, they’re literally engaged!”

Venom went silent, detecting how peeved Eddie was. Sure, the symbiote cared. He cared just as much as Eddie did, if not more so. Because, for him, they were one of the same. Same body, same mind, she feelings. Venom just wasn’t a coward who watched the love of his life from a distance instead of actually doing something about his lingering feelings.

“There’s still something we can do,” Venom spoke carefully.

“What, man? What can we still do?”

“We need to follow. The fiancé of their’s… is a problem.”

Before Eddie could say or do anything, Venom took control. His ink spilled from his pores and covered every inch of his body. Only half of Eddie’s visage was visible due to Venom’s kindness, but other than that, he’d completely transformed into a bulky and strong alien shape.

Venom let out a low, rumbling chuckle. Some people had their heads hanging out of their car windows, taking photos with flash. They gleamed against Venom’s skin, but the monster paid it no heed. Eddie was still reeling from the heartbreak that, honestly, he didn’t care if Venom fucked things up even more. He was a goner the moment he set foot in the gym.

He was a goner the moment he let Y/n walk out that door all those years ago.

Venom suddenly outstretched his hand. He dived into an alleyway at top speed, using his inhuman strength to grasp onto the side of a building. As well-put-together and confident Venom feigned himself to be, he was just as concerned. Concerned that, for the sake of his and Eddie’s happiness, he’d have to do something a bit more drastic.

He bounded across the rooftops, oddly quiet. And then, as Y/n was spotted down below, shivering from the cold, he stopped. Eddie gulped, already knowing where this was going. It had been a while since Eddie trailed after them. In fact, he only stopped once Venom came into his life a few months ago. And, somehow, Eddie failed to realize the love of his life had gotten engaged amidst all of the city chaos.

Y/n turned the corner, peering over their shoulder. It was clear who they were looking for; Venom. But, much to their joy, of course they couldn’t see him. Venom was right above them, clinging to one of the sky scrapers. For someone so on edge, it was odd that they didn’t notice the pictures people were taking of the buildings above Y/n.

They kept walking. And then, a flew blocks down, they disappeared into a new and unfamiliar apartment complex. It was far larger than anything Eddie and Y/n had in the past. As Venom climbed up the various windows, they realized Y/n was living penthouse style. But, on the plus side of them dating someone far more endowed, rich penthouses were very open and spacious. So, that meant that, depending on what floor they were looking at, they could easily locate Y/n and the dreaded fiancé and see what the hell they were on about.

“This isn’t stalking, is it?” Eddie inquired carefully in a hushed voice, despite being very high off the ground where nobody could hear them. “I mean, we’re allowed to do this, right?”

“Eddie. This is stalking.”

Some fo the various penthouse owners noticed the odd alien creature climbing up the side of the building. Others didn’t, simply ignoring the odd shadow that passed over their apartment. And, as they climbed to about the tenth or eleventh floor, they noticed a woman sitting on a couch watching television while the front door opened.

“Shit!” Eddie cursed, but Venom was on top of it. He slid down the glass just below, peering the large head right through the large panes of glass. Y/n hadn’t noticed at all. The room was too dimly lit. Instead, they were kicking off their shoes.

Venom was an alien. And that meant his hearing was far superior to the average human’s.

“I’m back, babe!” Y/n called.

The fiancé had been snoring, only a poof of curly, blonde hair draped over the back of the couch. She suddenly sat up, a snore being cut short. Y/n laughed, apologizing at the same time, but the fiancé rose to meet their lover with a warm hug.

Y/n reciprocated, nuzzling into their significant other. As the hug ended, the fiancé placed a chaste kiss on Y/n’s cheeks. Eddie knew he didn’t have the right to, but his insides burned with jealousy. And, with Venom feeling everything he felt, the emotion was only turned up tenfold.

“God, what happened to you?” the fiancé fretted. “You’re all scratched up!”

Only as the couple gained some distance between each other did Eddie and Venom truly take in the fiancé’s appearance. She was pretty. Too pretty. She had golden hair that had natural curls and was a fairly petite woman. Y/n was far taller. She was dressed in her pajamas, consisting of a tank top and underwear. She was fairly cushy and fluffy with lots of curves, and it was no wonder Y/n fell for her. Especially if she was that… caring all the time.

Y/n sighed and shook their head. “Yeah. Today was total shit. My ex showed up at work to harass me. He left, but then as I was leaving, he showed up again! And this is the really obsessive and annoying one. Eddie Brock. The one that literally saved planet earth and all that because he’s half alien now. You’d think he’d move on to greener pastures, but nope.”

“You’re kidding! The alien did that to you?”

“Yeah. I would’ve thought it was pretty cool and exotic if I wasn’t scared shitless.”

The fiancé sighed and shook her head. She led Y/n by the arm over to the couch. Instead of letting the mood be ruined by Eddie’s ‘annoying’ existence - it physically hurt the man to hear that -, she pulled Y/n on top of her and unpaused the movie on the screen. It was in the middle of some chick flick, but Y/n didn’t voice any complaints.

Even though Eddie knew they hated chick flicks with a passion.

It stung and it stung a lot to see the human Venom adored with all of his slash Eddie’s being be so intimate with another person. And yet, as irrational as Venom was for an alien, he could read Eddie’s thoughts. And, for the first time, as the couple engaged in something far more rated R, he felt discouraged.

But then, it was a lightbulb went off in his head.

“Eddie,” he grumbled suddenly. “I have an idea.”

Eddie piped up immediately, replying,” Wh - what?”

“We’ll do it tomorrow.”

~~~

I pulled up to my future wife’s workplace. As I parked the car and stepped outside, though, horror immediately dawned on me. The bottom-right side of the hospital was lit ablaze, and the entire parking lot was being filled by various doctors, patients, and visitors alike. Screams echoed in the air and I was left frozen in shock. My eyes scanned the entrance, praying that Tate would exit. The woman had to. But I knew that her kindness knew no bounds, and she’d end up prioritizing her patients.

The police and fire department had surely been alerted by now. I shoved my phone into my back pocket, the donuts I’d brought for Tate as a surprise long since forgotten. They’d probably melt in the car, but I couldn’t care less. I began walking through the severely crowded parking lot, and as I made my way through the bulk of the crowd, I paused in the entrance.

“Tate?” I called, although it was easily drowned out by everyone else’s screams and cries of terror. “Tate, where are you?”

I was shoved to the ground. The people were beginning to disperse, some complete with the hospital bed itself. Some with IV bags. And same in wheelchairs. Panic washed over me as I could see clearly into the entrance. Tate wasn’t in sight, and that scared the shit out of me. After such a difficult existence, I dreaded the thought of losing the one person I adored to a fucking fire.

I rose to my feet, planning to head inside. I took but one step, and then relief washed over me.

Tate emerged from around a corner, hauling dozens of kids with her. They must’ve been from the chemo-therapy ward because most had lost their hair or were in wheelchairs. Tears sprung to my eyes and I beckoned for her. She was panting, and yet, there wasn’t a trace of fear on her expression. She was far too focused on getting the kids out, accompanied by several other doctors and nurses.

“Y/n!” she called, a smile spreading to her cheeks. “Help me with the kids!”

I did so, entering and pushing two of the wheelchairs further. Once everyone was safely in the parking lot, I realized that reinforcements - other than ambulances - had yet to arrive. They were sounding in the distance, but somehow, the fucking news reporters beat the people who’s lives depended on them.

The moment Tate set down the loast child, ushering them to ambulances, I enveloped her in a warm hug. She reciprocated, cooing softly. “Why… are you here?” she inquired, although gratefulness laced her tone.

“I - I was dropping off a snack for you,” I gushed, before separating to look her over. “God, are you okay? Did you get burned at all —?”

“I’m fine, Y/n,” she giggled. “I just had to help in any way I could. It’s my job.”

I scrunched up my nose and pressed a quick kiss to her lips. “Fuck. I was scared I could’ve lost you.”

Suddenly, a crash came from the building. Gasps erupted across the parking lot. Some cheers escaped others, and that’s when Tate and I saw him. Crashing into the building was Venom himself, here to save the day and serve his 'fellow’ man.

#yandere #x reader #x y/n #self insert #yandere x reader #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #marvel mcu #mcu #marvel fandom #yandere marvel #yandere venom #yandere eddie brock #eddie brock #venom #venom symbiote #venom x reader #eddie brock x venom #eddie brock imagine

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talesofsonicasura · 2 years

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Eddie and Venom gets protected by their Pokemon Trainer s/o

Here it is! The long awaited next part to this! I won't lie that I got taken over by a bunch of different fandoms so Venom got pushed to the side. 2021 was the year that got me into four different fandoms and I tend to fixate on new stuff. Anywho, this can be read gender neutral or preferred gender.

Eddie and Venom were very strong people especially when working together. Whether it was battling with your Pokemon, fighting crime or the stress of everyday, both faced it head on. But there are occasions where the Lethal Protector needs to be protected.

The three of you had left to get some groceries and a few toys for Goomy. One of your Pokemon babysitting the Dragon Type. Even thought of making some macarons and triple chocolate cake as a treat for everyone.

Now ever since the Carnage incident more people with powers or advanced skills began to crop up. Heroes, villains and the in-betweens. They haven't popped up in San Francisco but it didn't stop Venom from being on guard.

Your symbiote partner wanted to fit in some web slinging while you kept all the groceries safe inside your bag. Everything was going fine until a large soundwave came out of nowhere. Venom dropped to the ground barely keeping ahold of Eddie and you.

Things only got worse when they shoved you out of the way from another sound blast. Apparently the Life Foundation wasn't done just yet as multiple agents flooded the area. Your eyes laying a large sound cannon being held by two of the assholes.

Most of Venom had sunk back into Eddie leaving blotches all across his human host. Your other partner wasn't doing so well either as he took a brunt of the impact too. Guns aimed from all directions with the goons drawing closer.

A sight that ignited pure protective fury as you brought your Grimmsnarl alongside one other Pokemon: Houndoom. These bastards were gonna have a grim reminder of this transgression as wounds from a Houndoom's flames shall forever burn in agonizing pain.

Your attackers freaked out which allowed you to take the offensive. First a Smog style smokescreen as Eddie and Venom needed to be taken to shelter so they can recover. Houndoom can handle the Life Foundation until Grimmsnarl came back.

You had snatched a gun from one of the goons and began to shoot behind cover. They tried to start up the sound canon only for Houndoom to melt it with a well aimed Flamethrower. Without the weapon, the scraps of the Life stood no chance.

Eddie and Venom watched the utter slaughter from their hiding spot in amazement. You gunning down armed men with headshots to your Pokemon tearing their opponents apart via claws, flames, teeth or energy. Neither of them thought they would see such a violent side like this. Much less from you.

It didn't take long for the last agent to drop as your third stolen gun ran out of ammo. Venom had healed enough to allow Eddie to walk towards you. "Why didn't you run? You..."

The answer to his question is simple. "We never abandon our own even if we are forced to kill. This isn't the first time this has happened and probably won't be the last." Neither of them had a response as there was a huge story behind this answer.

For now, you disposed of the bodies via Venom and cremation by Houndoom's fire. That didn't mean whoever sent those goons was left without a message. A plastic bag filled with ashes alongside a note. "Never touch what's ours unless you wish to face true hell."

All of you spent that night watching movies and eating comfort foods. One day Eddie and Venom would learn the more darker side of your life. For now, the Lethal Protector deserves rest alongside love as even protectors need to be protected.

And that's it! The Life Foundation is something that won't be stopped so easily. They are a major enemy in the Venom comics but also behind some of our Lethal Protector's dangerous enemies.

As for our Pokemon Trainer, I will be going into their dark secret in a later headcanon. Only thing I can say is that there are some people you can't afford to leave alive even in the world of Pokemon.

Venom 3 might be in the works as well and honestly love to see what they cooked up this time. For Houndoom, I felt fitting cause this Pokemon is based on a hellhound. Hellhounds are mythological creatures that drag souls to Hell and devour them.

Until next time folks, I'll see you later. This is Houndoom.

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a-witch-with-words · 2 years

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What’s up, my nerds!

So my first Marvel post just hit 100 interactions??

Y’all are amazing 🖤 I’ve got a fandom list ten miles long, but I’ll be making a post soon with the fandom stuff I’m willing to write if anyone wants to submit requests. Not sure how quickly I’ll be getting to them right now ’cause life is a lot, but I’ll definitely give it a whole-hearted attempt! I also have my own list of prompts and stuff I’m working on in the meantime. I’ve got a couple things up on AO3 I’ll be bringing over as well, so I’m hoping I can keep a steady supply of content going for you all soon 💕

And I’ll let you all know now:

I’m complete BALLS at keeping series going, so most of my stuff will be one-shots, even if they’re a bit long. I have a few ideas for stuff I’d LIKE to be mini-series (five parts at most), but I have the attention span of a fucking goldfish on crack 🙃

Also if anyone wants to slide in to my DMs and teach me about formatting stuff on this site, I’ll love you forever. I’d like to have a Masterlist going to keep things organized, but I don’t know the first thing about how go make one 😂

-R. Stark ✨

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greasydumbfuck · 1 month

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Masterpost

My name is Story and this is one of my many sideblogs created to escape the people I already know (/hj or not), specifically dedicated to overall Marvel-related fuckery.

As a disclaimer, I play with canon characters as if they are my Barbie dolls (not in the sense that i kill spiders with their dismembered legs). What I mean by that is that whatever you find here will most likely not align with canon in any sense and I am probably well aware of that. And yes this is a self-insert/self-ship/x reader friendly blog because I believe people should be allowed to have fun.

Current Things include:

A spidersona (Meta Menardi)

An........ eddiesona? a persona that takes on a similiar role to eddie brock in a friend's spiderverse au

A persona who takes on the role of the punisher in another friend's au (this persona is trans) (im not) (its complicated)

An au thats literally just my self-insert hanging out in frank castle's van (theyre best friends) (he hates her) (not really)

Posts will probably will mostly be art and maybe reblogs if I get over feeling like interacting with other blogs is somehow incredibly intimate.

I don't fuck with proshippers or -phobes of any kind nor with people who don't properly tag their shit (very enticing i know). Other than that I like to imagine I'm a fairly okay person to be around and talk to so if you feel like there's something we may want to talk about, be my guest.

Background image by Luckius on opengameart.org

#organizational post #marvel #the punisher #frank castle #sona: venomstory #sona: meta menardi #sona: nate #gaming on discord logs

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primewritessmut · 1 month

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🍄🦋🦴🪲🎨

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings.

Already answered. Although, I suppose I could come up with another one...?

Okay. This is kind of head canon and kind of supported by actual canon, but I don't think Eddie Brock has a problem eating human brains. There was definitely a long journey to get to that point and I'm sure a lot of arguments with the symbiote BUT I think it stopped bothering him because it was the only way to keep the symbiote healthy and the symbiote is more important to Eddie than some random human.

I do love his very specific morality around a lot of things, but that especially.

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately.

Not fanfic related but just the lack of resources for people in the United States. (It might be true in other countries, but I can only speak to it where I live.) It takes so much energy to scrape and claw and sacrifice just to maybe have that thing covered by healthcare. Or to possibly have enough maternity leave from your job. Or to almost have enough food to keep yourself alive.

There are no social supports here and I think that (a) makes shit so hard for very specific portions of the population and (b) makes it difficult to also juggle, and protest and organize around, all the bullshit that is happening in other places.

I'm not going to get on a soap box or anything, but it's always on my mind. Life is so fucking hard ON PURPOSE, and I hate it.

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?

Not intentionally. But I think my writing is always impacted/informed by whatever media I'm consuming at the time. I can go back through certain stories or fics and remember exactly what I was reading or watching based on what happens in them.

Like, yes, there is a specific piece of media that inspired Need You Like a Gun to the Head (Distraction by Kelly Fox). Or the fact that He Speaks Daggers is a direct insert for a certain season/episode in Loki. But in terms of overall inspiration? IDK. I'm sure the knife thing came from somewhere but I couldn't tell you where.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here.

Mobius’s gaze sweeps Loki from head to toe, partially because he hasn’t gotten to see the front view and partially because—

“Take your jacket off.” Mobius herds Loki a few steps away from the bleeding liability on the floor.

“Most people buy me a drink first.”

“I’ve bought you several drinks. Now take off your goddamn jacket.”

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it.

Is it too self-centered to share one inspired by a fic I wrote? Because I'm going to do it anyway. @wolfpup026 made the most immaculately gorgeous fanart of Loki from chapter one of Midori Sour (like they crawled inside my head and plucked him right out!) and I kick my feet every time I think about it. There's something just so. SO. about inspiring another artist to create something. It's such a feeling of appreciation and community, and it's the time I most love being in fandom.

#ask game #sorry this got a little sad in the middle #but i think we pulled it out in the end #thank you #inbox

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hretoprvdthepltnx · 8 months

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Aro/aspec friendly/LGBTQ+ friendly fanfiction

Writing for all pronouns with little to no character description for reader insert (send your pronouns with your requests or inserts with be gender neutral)

Mostly romance-less/sexless fanfiction with a short selection of your favorite characters listed below

Most fanfics are genfic (or nonromantic or sexual in nature) but will be written for audiences no less than 14 years of age.

Requests are open for best friend, roommate, surrogate family, adoptive parental, sibling, or any other platonic trope. you may choose your preferred pronouns and gender as well as orientation if you'd like.

Characters will either be nameless, or reader insert for optimal interaction and enjoyment.

I will make romantic exceptions and write narratives for arospec characters since I find representation to be so important as an aro/aspec person myself. However, they will be marked differently, so look out for that.

I will write for some ships so long as they are background characters. (Ex. Steddie x Ronance x aro/ace!reader who is a part of the Fruity Four Five)

Character List: James "Bucky" Barnes, Loki, Yelena Belova, Steven Grant/Marc Spector, Crowley and/or Aziraphale, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Eddie Brock/Venom,

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RULES: this is a place for platonic pairings and a safe space for aro/aspec indulgence. we will tolerate no negativity or queerphobia here. this blog has specifically been made for the community to be able to vibe together and share our experiences. allo people are welcome here as well, so long as they are supportive towards this part of the queer community and the queer community as a whole. no smut does not automatically mean the fanfiction found here will be SFW. most likely, it won't be. however, all posts will be marked accordingly and it is the readers responsibility to look out for these things. self harm, suicide, abuse, and all other sensitive topics are not welcome here. my goal is to make a safe and comfortable environment for all who interact here and so that means no large triggers. if you struggle with one or more of the things listed, or something along those lines that hasn't been noted, please seek guidance and reach out to someone who can help you - but here is not the place for that. it's my job to run this blog as well as I can and to protect as many of my followers as I can from something that might be harmful to them. thank you and much love.

#lgbtq fanfiction #gen fic #platonic fanfiction #any pronouns #stranger things #good omens #avengers #the avengers #marvel #aroace #arospec #acespec

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demimask · 6 years

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With all those ‘wearable boyfriend’ jokes going around I had to

#//listen I've been working on this for weeks and never came out as I wanted #//but finally here's something #eddie brock #venom #self insert #eddie brock x self insert #venom x self insert #;;artwork

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threshprince · 6 years

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The only person in the world who could pull off this damn pick-up line perfectly~

Inspired by the pick-up lines by @venomsbabe and just general cute prompts by @thirsty-venom-posts but I had to simply do my own since this was too perfect not to do~ Eddie, you card <3

#Eddie Brock #Venom #Self Insert #Venom x Self Insert #Eddie Brock x Self Insert #Supia's Art #Venom x Reader #Eddie Brock x Reader #<333 #i could NOT resist---#IM SURPRISED NO ONE HAS DONE THIS YET!#WELP IM THE ONE THAT STEPPED UP TO THE PLATE #I'm also very smol so hi yeah 5'1"

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anonstormx · 2 years

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See no evil

Eddie Brock/Venom x fem!reader

Eddie lets Venom have his fun

(wordcount:358)

warning: gloryhole, delusional eddie, cuck eddie, slut shaming

Eddie attempts to convince himself that the sole reason he is doing this is for his friend. He's never had a problem with getting women. Why would he ever need to come to an establishment like this? Faceless women with no regard for who's on the other side of a flimsy wall.

Lately, Venom has been getting testy, interrupting the occasional moments he does get to be with a lover or even his own hand. Eddie feels for him, he does, but he can't scare away any women in his life so Venom can have some fun.

When his alien friend brought up the option of paying for sex he still said no. Not wanting to subject a sex worker to the fearsome beast he has grown fond of. The issue was laid to rest until they overheard someone on the street mention visiting a gloryhole.

Eddie tried to overlook the outsider until he got the dreaded question. "What's that person talking about?"

"Oh, just some new movie." Eddie attempted to disregard venom and pass the question off as being curious about a different conversation in the distance.

"Not that... the gloryhole thing.."

That's how he ended up here, watching from behind Venom's eyes how her toes curl with every thrust. This poor woman doesn't know what or who she's allowing to fuck her. Is he the first of the day, or has she had men before his? The thought of his friend fucking the human cum from the woman's previous partners makes him wish it was his cock that was fucking her.

'shut up, you're so loud.' Eddie startled to hear Venom's voice through their link. 'jealous that it's not you using this slut? good, now you know how I felt every time you got to have fun.'

Venom ignores his partner as he focuses on his pleasure. He didn't expect a human female to feel so divine. The competitive nature in him couldn't help but try to fuck her better than any of their former clients have before. Make her crave him. But that is becoming harder every time he propelled his hips back into hers.

#venom x reader #eddie brock x reader #smut #reader insert #My writing #monster boyfriend #venom #self indulgent #exophilia

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voidboiva · 2 years

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Back in October I released an 11min NS*W VENOM AUDIO complete with a script to read along with for only $5! That’s 11mins of HIGH QUALITY symbiote action and even some nice, romantic, fluffy stuff that I’m sure you’ll all enjoy.

If you’d like to listen to the full audio you can help support me on Gumroad in the link below. You’ll get access to the script, the 11-min audio, three separate scenes, and NUMEROUS positions for Venom to f*ck you in including LOTS of tongue-play and preparation!

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mayawastaken · 2 years

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If Venom was a match with me and I had him instead of Eddie. Pt.1

Me: *me sitting on the couch with venom on my shoulder*

Eddie: You two have been oddly quiet tonight. What did you do you don't want me to find out about?

#eddie brock #venom x reader #venom movie #we are venom #venom 2 #incorrect venom quotes #Self insert fanfiction

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chezzywezzy · 2 years

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Yandere Venom (2/2)

Word count ; 3.7k

*Check out the bio to see my new update schedule! I want to prioritize commissions from my kind supporters. Check out commission in my master list if you're interested!

Tate and I pulled one another to the side, nearby the kids but also close to our car. Only as the superhero swooped into action did the other reinforcements arrive, but Venom had other plans for that. The monster slid to the ground and tore the fire hydrant from the ground. As water spewed, it was as though the alien absorbed it into his skin.

I could see half of Eddie’s face through it all. He turned back toward the building and the water started spewing from the black slime. More screams sounded from the corridors inside, and the creature seemed to pick that up. Letting the fire fighters start doing things, Venom crashed through one of the windows on the third floor. He disappeared inside, although the racing footsteps could still be heard.

A few minutes and many people’s phone storage later, the creature emerged. Venom let out a haughty laugh, seemingly engaged in casual conversation with Eddie. In several arms, he held an old woman with a broken leg, a hospitalized old man, and a young person with an IV bag. Venom emerged from the building, leaping from the fire, and people made way.

News reporters were already attempting to swarm the man slash alien. However, he set the people down, tongue swiping over the bottom row of fangs. They then turned and jumped right back into action, disappearing into the building. Half of the fire was extinguished and smoke bloomed even higher.

Me and Tate watched the scene in awe. As I saw how Venom was capable of so much good, it almost swept what happened last night from my mind. But I remembered how desperate Eddie was. And the symbiote clearly took his side just as much.

It was almost frightening.

“Hey, Tate,” I muttered,” do you kinda have the afternoon off? We can go get some lunch once the parking lot clears up. You must be stressed.”

“Not at all,” she chirped. “But I’d love that, babe. We should get the usual. Our favorite steak place.”

“Yeah. Our favorite steak place.”

The man was on my mind and I thought to how Eddie’s ‘our place’ was a local - and quite shady - pizza place. He insisted on only that and nothing different. He stuck us in a bubble and settled only for that. Our ‘dates’ ended up going the same. Going to Marzanno’s, ordering the large pepperoni just for me to eat none of it and order a salad, and then him ranting about the latest political misdemeanor. He cared a lot about politics and justice. But when it reached the point that it took up every inch of our relationship, it became too much.

I was far happier now. And, clearly, Eddie wasn’t doing too bad for himself, either. What, with saving the world from imminent destruction and all that.

People were clapping and cheering as the fire was subdued. Venom, having done his part, removed himself from the wreckage. It was odd to witness the transformation from a bulky slime monster to a far more petite young man styling a dad bod. He met the news reporters sheepishly, and despite working in journalism, he was clearly uncomfortable.

He shoved through the crowd of microphones the best he could, maneuvering his way through. People were being led from the wrecked building, although the majority of the hospital was still perfectly alright for the time being. The panic was no less subdued, though.

I rounded the car to the driver’s seat while Tate was answering texts on her phone. The donuts inside the car were greatly melted in the box without a doubt. Just as I was opening the car door, someone smashed into me, muttering a manic apology.

I turned to meet the person, only to recognize that it was Eddie, sweating like a pig. His eyes widened in realization, and I immediately assumed he was just trying escape the chaos like we were. Tate looked up fro her phone, also caught off guard.

“Oh - hey, Y/n, great to see ya. Um, I was just squeezing by, sorry —“

“Hey, you’re Eddie, right?” I groaned internally as Tate greeted him politely.Of course she would. She was just a friendly person. “It’s really cool what you did there.”

Eddie froze in place, eyes widening. He scratched the back of his neck, exchanging glances between the pair. “Ah, just a day’s work. Y - you’re the fiancé, right? A nurse?”

“E.R. surgeon!” Tate exclaimed, puffing out her chest. “You know, you look pretty tired out. We were just heading out to our favorite steak shop. Just for saving some of the patients, if you’re interested, you can tag along.”

A charismatic - but still dreadfully awkward - grin tugged Eddie’s lips. He glanced unsurely at me, who had been silent for the entire encounter. He pursed his lips. “I mean, only if I’m not intruding on a date. I mean, I am pretty hungry since I’m feeding for two, but…”

“You’re pregnant now, too?” I quipped, trying to be as not -asshole-y as possible.

Eddie laughed, although it sounded morphed, as though it were two voices at once. “Nice one.”

“Join us, Ed! Nothing wrong with some extra company.”

Eddie prodded,” Y/n?”

“Uh, yeah. I guess it’s fine if you tag along.”

And so, it was decided. Eddie hopped into the back of the car and we were off. The restaurant was emptier than usual, probably because it was a working late afternoon. We got our usual booth, and it was odd being accompanied by my ex, who sat across from the both of us.

He looked so foreign. And from how he was looking at the menu, he thought it was all foreign here, too. It made me wonder if he’d had steak before, but I didn’t bring it up. Tate was too busy carrying the conversation. She treated Eddie like a celebrity, and it made me want to do the same.

“…Have you ever eaten here before? It’s our favorite. The service is impeccable.”

Eddie grinned, clearly still on edge. “No, uh, I’ve never really eaten at one of these fancy restaurants. I’m sure Y/n can tell ya all about it, but the local pizza joint is more my style. The one time I set up a reservation for one of these places, my date bailed.”

“Hard to believe with all the fame you’ve acquired,” Tate gasped, setting her fork down on her empty place.

Eddie scratched the back of his neck, also done with his food. Apparently, the superhero profession didn’t pay well, because he only ordered a salad. I was about done, taking my final bite. I was grateful that my existence was obsolete, except for the occasional glances Eddie would send my way.

He insisted,” Well, uh, that was before Venom showed up.”

“Does the alien speak?”

Tate’s question was immediately answered as black ink flew from the shirt, forming the floating head. He was grinning, yellow eye gleaming. Tate covered her mouth in awe, but I was more so terrified. The ‘alien,’ as Tate put it, was rather unpredictable.

“Alien,” Venom huffed. “I prefer the term ‘symbiote,’ thank you very much. And yes, I can speak.”

“O - oh!” Tate squeaked. “I’m sorry —“

“You should be —“

“Venom, down boy,” Eddie groaned. “You’re literally from another planet. By textbook definition, you’re an alien —“

“No, Eddie. I’m just an extension of you now —“

They bickered, both overpowering one another. That is, until Eddie swatted at the beast. Both went quiet, realizing that we were staring at them. Perhaps Venom was just the devil on Eddie’s shoulder. Not an extension of his wants and desires.

The monster itself was terrifying, but at least that meant Eddie was fairly harmless. Eddie grinned awkwardly, and Venom just laughed lowly in amusement. He peered around the restaurant, spotting the many phones glued to them.

“I - I guess we’re finished here,” Tate tittered,” but let me cover the bill. Uh, actually, our wedding is next week. If you’re interested, you can come.”

I could tell from the look in Eddie’s eyes that nothing pained him more to hear. I was also just as shocked by her decision, but as I looked at the floating head, I realized - regardless of the fact that he was my ex - it would be pretty cool to have the first historic alien wedding guest.

Eddie and Venom turned to stare at each other before meeting her gaze again. For the first time, I saw Venom’s grin falter, and anxiety coursed through my veins. And then, Eddie nodded, forcing a grin.

“Uh, yeah. Sure. Give me the time and place and we’ll be there.”

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I sucked in a breath as I readjusted my suit in the mirror. The moment I walked out, all eyes would be on me. I’d have to greet guests with my extra time, but all my thoughts turned to Tate. How beautiful she would look while gliding down the aisle in a dress I had yet to see. The music would swell, heat would rise to my cheeks, and I would be too enamored with her to care about what the priest was saying.

I huffed one last time before exiting the changing room into the main church area. I walked onto the pew, quickly greeting my closest friends that would stand beside me while taking my vows. I saw my family, already teary-eyed and emotional, waving to me. I saw my future wife’s friends and family, too, just as happy that she settled down with someone they approved of.

Everything was perfect. And, as I scanned the cloud, Eddie Brock was nowhere in sight. He’d flaked, just as I hoped he would’ve. He had a habit of doing so in the past, and clearly, that hadn’t rubbed off.

I refused to let my thoughts turn to him, though. Instead, I beamed, situating myself up front. I was about to say hi to my family, but all at once, the organist started playing. I stood stock straight, facing the aisle. A gentle smile tugged at my lips as I clasped my hands together.

And then, loudly, I heard footsteps thudding down the corridor. Some gaps rang out and I furrowed my brows in sheer confusion. I thought that maybe Tate was just that excited. But I was quick to realize that the person who rounded the corner was the person who I didn’t want at my wedding. Eddie Brock, dolled up in a suit, dashed in and froze on the spot in the doorway.

Horror dawned his expression. There wasn’t a trace of joy in his eyes. He held up his hands as people glared, side-stepping to one of the empty seats. “Sorry! Sorry.”

I decided it was best to ignore it. My eyes flitted back to the entrance. The music swelled, just as I anticipated. And then, Tate rounded the corner. She adorned a large gown and a veil that hit the floor. Her father was beside her, beaming with joy. My heart melted at the sight and Eddie Brock was all but on my mind.

She made her way to the pew, stepping up. She tripped ever so slightly, causing a ripple of chuckles to escape the guests, me included. Her father bid her a good-bye, and just like that, she was standing before me. We gripped each other’s hands tightly, and I swore I could get lost in her gorgeous eyes.

“Family and friends, we are gathered here today…” the priest began, but his voice was muffled.

I was far too taken by the woman in front of me to care about the priest. I’d memorizes the whole ‘in sickness and in health’ thing. And I hadn’t even come up with a speech. Tate and I rolled differently. She was the planner and I was the one who just went with my gut. And right now, with how deeply my heart exploded for her, I knew I’d have no difficulty expressing my feelings.

“…Y/n L/n, do you take this woman to be your wife?”

I did a dramatic pause for but a second. I was melting before her. She looked so perfect. She was perfect. My mouth opened, and the answer I was to give was unquestionable. Tate was the one, through all that sickness and health, that I wanted to be with.

So, I answered,” I do.”

The priest was about to continue. But then, all of a sudden, gasps tore from the audience. Tate and I, spooked from our trance, peered over. Suddenly, a shout sounded form the back, and dread consumed me.

“Fuck! Venom, don’t!”

My blood ran cold and I grabbed Tate’s hand even tighter. I was about to shout for people to run, but I was too stunned on the spot. There was an explosion of morphing black ink as the seats and guests were thrown back. And, in the wake, was the large, towering alien. There was no Eddie peeking through whatsoever, and the beast stood at least seven feet tall.

It was far more terrifying now that Venom unleashed himself in my own damn wedding.

“Run!” a voice through the crowd broke out. All panic broke loose, and Tate and I had to but exchange glances for her to allow me to start ushering her to the emergency exit in the back. Venom’s low cackle echoed as people made a mad dash to collect their things and run.

The monster suddenly leapt from the chairs. He shot from the ground to the large, ornate chandelier above. It swung violently as Venom’s eyes scanned the crowd. I felt his yellow-slit eyes glued to my form as I pulled Tate with me. She was restrained because of her dress, and a screech escaped her lips.

When I glanced over my shoulder, I realized that the alien didn’t have the seemingly innate grin stretched across his face. It was replan with a toothy frown, and there was something - pun intended - venomous in his gaze. For the first time, I was beginning to wonder if I would meet an untimely demise.

The monster roared and leapt from the chandelier. As he did so, it collapsed completely, crashing into the aisle. It had crushed at least four people, and nothing was more terrifying than to think we were next. Venom hit the ground, but a few feet away, reaching out his arm to swipe at us.

We made it to the door just in time, swinging it open. Chills ran down my spine as the monster bellowed,” Come back, Y/n.”

The ink barely reached the door, but I tugged it shut anyways. Tate was panting, tears sliding down her cheeks. I was too fueled by adrenaline and urgency to be thinking about it all. The only thing I knew was to take my wife and run.

I grabbed her wrist, pulling her so that we could go around the building. The parking lot was a hundred yards away, and it seemed even farther because of the state of emergency we were in. Some of the guests had made it out, but they were still screaming at the top of their lungs. The wedding was in a countryside chapel, and although the scenery was beautiful, nobody was around to help.

Suddenly, a crash sounded from behind us. Tate squealed, tripping over the skirt of her dress, but didn’t fall. We both looked back, not stopping or slowing even slightly. Dust rose from the side of the building and the entire wall had been burst. And, from the destroyed wall, emerged Venom.

And then, as his head turned to search for us, he spotted us. And the frown seemingly vanished, being replaced with something that could only be described as sadistic.

And, now even a moment later, he bounded toward us. His speed, inhuman. His strength, startling. My shoes clacked across the pavement as we arrived at our car. I’d kept it in my suit pocket, struggling to fish it out and press the button. Sweat rolled down my forehead.

From the passenger side, Tate was sobbing her heart out. The car suddenly beeped, and she threw herself inside. I swung the door open, just as Venom came to a screeching halt on the pavement. I was wary as he leapt over the car, seemingly out of sight. People were still screaming in terror, and as I shoved the key in the ignition, I was on the verge of becoming one of those people.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n!” Tate sobbed into her hands, her words hardly comprehensible. “I - if I hadn’t —“

“It’s not your fault,” I panted having the engine start up. But, just as I was about to move the clutch out of park, I was deafened by the high-pitched screech of metal. One hand cupped ear and I peered up. I realized, though, that Venom was peeling back the roof of the car with ease. It curled in its wake, only to reveal the large alien. He left footprints in our car just from standing above it, and he was grinning down at us.

“Y/n, drive!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

I hit the reverse. The aliens clearly caught off guard, sliding off. One bulky hand remained, though, grasping onto the metal side. I then freaked, causing him to crash into the side, letting out a grunt of annoyance. I hit the acceleration, but it was clearly all that managed to stun him, because horrifyingly, he pulled himself up.

I hit the breaks again. And yet, that didn’t stop him. Instead, his bulking form towered over the hole. With a grin, he reached in. A scream finally escaped as his hand tore off the seatbelt and captured me in his hold. Tate undid her’s and threw open the door, rolling into the street.

I whimpered, trying to shrink as much as possible. The alien held me up to his face, and I was only two-thirds of his height. He looked me over cautiously, and his eyes narrowed further.

“Now that wasn’t very nice.”

Tate rose to her feet, and Venom’s attention returned to the woman. I struggled, even as more black sludge drifted over my body to trap me further. His slime suddenly shot to from his hand, grabbing Tate. I gasped, releasing undecipherable begs and pleas. However, they fell on deaf ears.

As though she were a sling-shot, the woman was lifted from the ground. She was screaming at the top of her lungs, but it all went silent as Venom tossed her into the air at high speed, only to bring her back to the pavement.

Her body splattered Exploded. I was stunned from the sight, and yet, I couldn’t look away. Tate had been murdered in seconds. The bones fo the corpse were hardly intact, and I wanted to throw up. Just a moment ago, the love of my life had been alive and breathing.

The monster was panting furiously. “Hungry…” he muttered under his breath, before turning his attention to me. “You know, Eddie speaks often about the importance of justice. And I think that was justice.”

“H - how… could you?” I croaked, not able to lit my gas or prevent the stream of hot tears from escaping. “What is wrong with you?”

Venom chuckled, bringing me closer. I had no choice but to stare into the glowing, yellow orbs that struck me with fear. His tongue swiping over his top row of fangs, taking in my terror. He was enjoying every second of it. And, I couldn’t help but wonder, if Eddie had some sort of say in this.

“Says the one that so recklessly tossed Eddie to the curb,” he hummed. “Bit it’s alright. Eddie will be pleased. And I certainly am…”

“Just kill me!”

“Now why would I do that? You’re meant to be with us. It was supposed to be us standing at that alter. And it will be in the future now that we have you for good. There’s no escaping, Y/n. So… don’t even try.”

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