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i forgot that in the end, xue meng was actually the one to defeat the heart-pluck willow in the jincheng lake arc. and then he breaks down crying after. love him <3
#darling of the heavens...#i love when he gets a Moment#kind of crazy that the heart-pluck willow would actually give him the ancestral sword instead of trying to trick him further#maybe it was because the still conscious part of it wanted to be destroyed and was hoping it would happen#but hey i'm all for xue meng winning here#2ha#xue meng#emilu talks
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A little Johnny x Pandora fic for @emilu-p !
WARNING: do NOT expect an award winning masterpiece of writing. I’m just someone who's still in school that's trying to have fun 🫶
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The home was filled with the smell of Spring from the open windows. Light beaned through every opening behind curtains and made the area nice and warm. Almost comforting to the senses.
Johnny was in the kitchen, glancing at the clock every once in a while. 11:30 AM. Pandora has been asleep this whole time and Johnny made the mistake of waking up earlier than usual. He missed hugging Pandora in the mornings, although he’s too ashamed to admit.
He sighed to himself as he put two slices of bread in the toaster for when his lover wakes up, or when he wakes her up himself. After he pulled down the lever to the toaster left that for later, heading for their bedroom.
Johnny was still in his pyjamas, which was only a pair of swimming shorts with the UK flag. His green hair was down and was growing a little bit long. That’s very important for later.
As he stepped in, his hair hung over his eyes which blocked off a little bit of eyesight. At least he could still see his gorgeous girlfriend all snuggled up in the sheets. Johnny smiled, settling next to her and pushing her hair out of her face.
“Morning, love.” He whispered into Pandora’s ear. Pandora’s eyes squinted open as she turned over to face Johnny. “You’re up early..” she mumbled. “Yeah.. sorry about that. Knocked out a bit early last night.”
Johnny tried changing the subject. “So.. reckon we should call the band in for practice today?” He asked, wrapping his arms around his lover and pressing into her chest. Pandora look down and smiled. “No.. I think we need to do something with that hair of yours, though!”
Johnny sighed. He had therapy in the afternoon anyways. “And when are you going to get up?” He nearly pleaded. Pandora giggled. “As soon as you get off of me..! Put some clothes on while you’re at it too.” She teased.
Rolling his eyes jokingly, Johnny rolled over and off the bed, crashing onto the ground in a thud. He sat up and reached for his dresser, pulling out whatever he could find. A band shirt and black ripped jeans with paint splattered all over.
He put on a belt and then turned to Pandora. “Your turn.” He whispered with a smirk. Pandora giggled, throwing a pillow at his face. “Oh, you wouldn’t dare!” He boomed, pouncing onto the bed and forcing Pandora into a pillow fight.
They tossed and turned around the bed, hitting each other with their pillows. They laughed hysterically as Johnny was cornered to an edge of the bed, falling off as Pandora stuck him one more time with her pillow.
“Pandora-1 Johnny-0!” Pandora cheered. Finally, she stepped off the bed and skipped off, leaving Johnny sprawled on the ground. “At least she’s up..” he muttered with a smirk. He slowly got up and followed her out into the kitchen.
“The toast is for you, by the way. What do you want on it?” Johnny asked while he put Pandora’s toast on a plate. “Just some jam, thanks! Don’t get your hair in it.” She joked. Johnny grabbed the jam from the cupboard and spread a generous amount. Pandora snatched the toast and quickly inhaled it. Johnny smiled. “Someone’s hungry.”
“Oh, shush! What did you expect?!” Pandora retorted. Johnny chuckled and gazed into her eyes. Pandora leaned forward, pushing Johnny's hair out of his face and tucking it behind his ears. "How about.. I cut your hair today? We don't have much else to do, really." Johnny looked away, all flustered and red.
Johnny nodded as his cheeks turned bright and red. Pandora clasped her hands together. “So it’s settled! I’ll get the bathroom set up for you.”
Johnny looked down as Pandora skipped away. “Great..”. He gets nervous and embarrassed when Pandora acts as if she’s his owner. Which is entirely true. Johnny secretly wants her to cut his hair because he can’t seem to do it on his own. He’s tried before but failed miserably. They don’t talk about that.
When she called for him he went over to be forced down into a seat with a bunch of sharp objects he’s not allowed to handle right in front of him. “Wait- Pandora-“ Johnny’s girlfriend held a finger in front of his mouth as if to shush him. “Close your eyes”
Johnny gulped, but closed his eyes. Surely she wouldn’t do anything bad to him, would she?
In Pandora’s perspective, she had the perfect early 2000’s emo boy hairstyle up on her phone and saw the opportunity right in front of her. Just a little bit of fun, then she’ll actually get her head in.
"no, no, keep your eyes closed. don't wanna hurt your eyes!” She chirped with a mischievous tone.
As Johnny squeezed his eyes shut. He knew Pandora was up to something. Pandora giggled quietly as she cuts the front of his hair to shade over one eye. Just a mild one, not the end of the world. “Open your eyes~” she whispered.
As soon a Johnny opened his eyes, he let out the most girlish, terrified, as if the house was burning down squeal anyone ever heard. He kept up with the blood curdling scream, messing with his hair and shouting “GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!!”
The only thing that Johnny was fine with was that he knew that Pandora surely wouldn’t take a photo for the future years where she humiliates him with it every Christmas and every other occasion. He was wrong. She even sent it to her friend Judy with the caption “isn’t Johnny ROCKING his new do?”
After a while of laughing at how mortified Johnny was, she realised that she needed to add a filter to the photos. After scrolling through a few, she found one with super dark eyeliner. “Perfect!” And then, finally, after Pandora took millions of photos with that and sending it to everyone, even Clive, she decided that maybe it would be nice to still be able to marry Johnny.
“I’ll cut it off now,” Pandora chuckled. “Just couldn’t control myself!” Johnny looked down, bright pink with embarrassment. “It’s fine, just PLEASEEE don’t say you sent it to Axel and Lars.
Pandora forgot about those two.
She hovered over the send button again and let out a little “whoops!” as he sent the many images to Johnny’s friends. Lars and Axel replied almost immediately. It was like they were just offered something life changing they were so quick to reply.
Johnny screamed again. “NO my reputation is ruined FOREVER!!” Pandora just smile and leant into his ear. “That’s what you get for mooning me in front of my mother.”
Although Johnny was going to get humiliated with that for the next few weeks, he was glad his girlfriend was enjoying herself. It used to not be normal for her to be so joyful. And if she was happy, he was happy.
Meanwhile, she actually calmed down from her laughing fits to actually finish it, even if it took her five minutes to breathe normally again.
*the next day*
Johnny walked into Axel’s living room where everyone from Lars to Xavier Stone were just talking normally until he walked in. It was their monthly meeting where everyone got together for life updates and whatever.
Johnny wasn’t expecting anyone to bring it up, he forgot about it and just sat down with his arm wrapped around Pandora.
“Before we start, Johnny, where’s that cool hairdo you had yesterday?” Axel recalled. That sent Pandora into another hysterical laughing fit. Johnny had his green hair up in a Mohawk again. His average do.
As soon as Axel said that everyone in the room looked at him. “PANDORA…!”
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So, uhm, finally done a request 🥲 this was in the works for MONTHS because I went into a massive creative block and stuff went down.
This is my first time doing this specifically for someone and I’m SUPER nervous so please don’t be too harsh.
But anyway, I personally think this ship is just adorable! I could totally see then together, even if I ship Johnny with another character. I hope the person I made this for at least has some enjoyment out of it. I hope to do this more in the future especially when I have a little more time on my hands.
So yea. PLEASEEEEEEEE don’t get disappointed 😔. It’s my very first time doing this and I am terrified
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Rules: Posting a list of current writing works in progress. Feel free to ask me for info on any of them, whether snippets of writing, plot details, main characters, etc. Send me a title listed below and I’ll share something related to it. ;)
thanks @gusu-emilu for the tag!
hmm let’s see what have i been working on...
lesser gods of sunless peak: this is my novel! and what has been occupying most of my writing brain. i haven’t been talking about it on here and idrk why, just haven’t felt like it. i do have a tag for it though! basically it’s about some gamer nerds who get isekai’d into the hot new ~dark fantasy indie metroidvania~ and have to use their knowledge of game lore and speedrunning to survive and make friends and stuff
two stars keep not their motion in one sphere: kirby fic :3 this one’s pretty short and i’ll probably try to finish it soon. it’s about galacta knight and morpho knight and [redacted] (final boss of katfl) ! it’s a lot of introspection and fancy language and stuff. funny to be writing about kirby again!
great master airplane’s guide to homosexual behavior: very silly scum villain fic that i started a while ago and then never finished. but i’m so close to finishing! i gotta do it!!! basically it’s a cumplane fic all about sqh reckoning with sqq’s internalized homophobia. really fun to write...
other than that, i have a bunch of mdzs wips on indefinite hiatus that i’ll maybe go back to sometime? i’m not as into mdzs as i was but i still like it enough to read fic, so.
i also want to write a stanley parable fic, but i’m still fleshing out my ideas for that!
tagging uhh @cloudheaded @the-golden-ghost @wildehacked @bitterfrosts @ilthit if you like? and any other mutuals who are writers!
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tagged by my beloved brigid @s1utspeare ♥ thank you so much! i haven’t talked about my wips in ages tbh bc i haven’t been writing that much ever since my heihua saw the light of day?? i guess am focusing more on images currently. my brain just cannot do words between uni and work sigh
but here’s a list of the things i’ve been kind of working on (or hope to get back into and finish at some point when the stars align just right) so feel free to ask about anything if it interests you:
I. bad buddy drabbles. currently working on a snippet that focuses on wai and pran finding each other in high school after pran’s transfer. am not sure how long it will become or where exactly it’s going but i have a lot of thoughts about them and how they fit between all the things they don’t talk about. also wai is kind of amusing to write? i can go a bit bonkers with him
II. set on the same file is my random snippet about the bad buddy x the gifted au (a mutant au?) i have stuck in my brain. this, too, is about wai in some ways. more so about pat and wai and what their conflict could be in this universe. am not sure if i will ever write more for this au or share any parts of it really but i wanted some thoughts out of my brain so here we are (also thank you a lot to mimi @dimpledpran for allowing me to share all these plot bunnies in our dms ♥)
III. zhou youdu returns. i still wish to finish this one day. novoland remains a fond memory in my brain and i just loved zhou youdu So Much ;; he deserved better than just having to retreat into some cold winter city alone to lick his wounds smh especially when william’s character in this drama was Like That
IV. li qian falls in love. my take on what rebirth for you could’ve been if they weren’t cowards and gave us the ot3 relationship we and them deserve. they could’ve been so good and Yet (am still pissed about the ending of this drama, it was just So Bad. glad zsx soon returns to me in heroes, am so excited ;;)
V. bloodplay. my feral xiaoge au, happening during the events of the ending of tlt2 (kind of forces me to rewrite the ending and the whole bronze door situation? rip). i’ve talked about this a lot so ppl probably already know what this is about. i still try to find the courage to write anything sexy for this hhhh
VI. dreamwalker au. exploring the universe i used in In Orbit with li cu and xiaoge, this time with liu sang as i originally planned. i have so many ideas for this but this feels like a huge monster am too scared to touch. also gosh liu sang remains a character i just Cannot Write in a way that would satisfy me
and that’s basically it. i don’t currently have any insistent drive for anything i have lying around or could be starting but am casually working on something all the time. i hope i can get at least these bad buddy thoughts into something sometime soon. then maybe later this year something else will consume me and force me to write again.
(i would love it tho if anyone liked to discuss any writing or plots with me ♥ it’s been a while since i’ve been involved in any of that. i miss it, horribly.)
tagging: @humanlighthouse @jockvillagersonly @rose-of-tori @gusu-emilu @i-am-just-a-kiddo (and i realize i cannot remember many of the amazing writers i must know here? i am so sorry)
#tag game#my fic#i love you brigid ♥#watch me sob about my own inability to write again#also realized i already shared stuff about all of these#quite a lot in here but well#i doubt anyone asks anyway haha#dmbj#bad buddy#maybe??? idk
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06.08.23
I’m glad that Jam was the only one I was with today.
Before I came to school, I updated my friends that we'll be passing our papers around 1. I was expecting at least around 5 of us, but instead, Jam and I were the only ones that came at the appointed time. (Although technically, Sean was already there. But he’s hanging out with a different circle) Being in the state that I am, I intended to come and go. Pass my papers, then go home. I communicated this intention to Jam. However, while waiting for the elevator, we realized both of us forget our school apps password, and so we decided after passing our exam, we’ll proceed to ITS. Which we did. On our way out of the university, Jam said she’s hungry. She invited me to eat out, saying that she hasn’t eaten lunch. Of course, I can’t say no to that. But I asked if its okay we go to Emilus first to buy something. After that business, I said that there’s a store there I’ve been wanting to try. However, knowing that she hasn’t eaten lunch, a milktea store is not the best place to be. So I pulled her towards the other lane. While looking for a place to eat, we noticed Kalye’97 is empty. (This is the place where we intended to eat due from the influenced we received from a short film) So we crossed the road and ordered food.
It’s crazy how life works.
When we started eating, we fell into conversation. About the war games. The “bad incident” that happened to me there. The “bad person” she met there. And then, before we know it, we’re talking about the contents of our hearts. The honest answer to the question that Facebook unceasingly asks, “How you doing?”
Jam keeps saying while patting my back, “Hey IJ, it’s okay. You may cry if you want to.” I think she repeated this more than 3 times.
And later on, she was tearing up.
The sisig was good. The service was good. The memory we created there was very comforting.
Thank You God.
Who would have thought we’re facing almost the same thing these past few days?
I’m so grateful to know I have a friend.
After eating, Jam said she’s still hungry, so we thank the store, went out, crossed the road, and bought pancakes. Then we walked to 7/11, and said our goodbyes.
I purposely My Day’d that sisig so my parents will stop worrying.
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Hiya! I don't know if you might have an answer, but because I can recognize a avid reader I would ask nevertheless.
I'm looking for a Xicheng fic that I had read in Ao3 a long time ago where Lan Xichen finally comes out of seclusion and there is a Sect Meeting for the big occasion so Jiang Cheng selects to gift an Bingdi Lotus to him without knowing it's meaning.
By chance, have you read it before and know it's name? 'Cause I can't find it anywhere.
In advance, I thank you for your patience in reading my ramblings.
I wish you the best of luck~!
mh, i'm sorry but i really can't think of anything i've read that includes that. the only fic i remember with jiang cheng + bingdi lotus is the one in the second chapter of this collection (the flowers that grew from our ruins) by @gusu-emilu but it's him talking to/spending time with jin ling
i tried looking around on ao3 to jog my memory but i found nothing, sorry <3
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happy valentine’s day to the o’brien polycule
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hi rino! i would love to hear more about chengsu with jin ling moments and/or the mermaid au if you want :)
ahhhh hello lovely! thank u for asking this ahhh i love to talk about my babies
the chengsu fics really are just tiny soft moments for now, but since ive got into sprinting recently i might try and bash at least one of them out at some point soon since i know exactly what happens in them both.
so, one fic is of qin su going to find jiang cheng after noticing him get upset at some conference somewhere, and then thinking about how jiang cheng treats jin ling when he thinks no one is looking, and hoping that he will one day treat a-song the same way (ok maybe it was not all soft oops)
and the other is qin su accidentally unloading onto jiang cheng about all her fears (and some not fears, more understanding and wanting to be happy for them) regarding jgy and lxc, so its not really explicitly relationship chengsu but i just like it when they are friends so. and im usually not big on cheating and all that but also theyre. theyre like. jin guangyao is her um. anyway. i dont know! its difficult to know where i stand but anyway, chengsu,
...you get it.
the mermaid au is! an idea that i really like but am also quite very stuck on unfortunately. its half au, half canon divergence in which handwave handwave it diverges off of ep 31 but somehow the previous events have all happened without the lans because they uh. [busted voice] they live underwater.
so, wei wuxian is captured and forced to live underwater with them so that he cant speak and therefore make any music, while hes put on trial for the whole shebang of ep 31 (except jin zixuan didnt die because im a soft hearted bitch) at first lan wangji seems is unmoved by wwx's whole existence and all but as time goes on he starts to realise that wwx isnt the villain as he has been led to believe, and that he has a family that needs saving because the burial mounds is currently under siege and oh-no-what-happens-next-will-shock-you they fall in love and stuff
lil snippets of the fics under the cut if u are interested in that!
chengsu:
She finds him - where else - by the lotus pond. Jin Ling is there, three years old now, and splashing around as if making waves will turn it into a Yunmeng lake.
Jiang Cheng is watching, tense and upset, the sort of face she's seen him make with Jin Ling thrown over his shoulder because he won't stop wailing and he refuses to sleep. But this isn't about that - obviously. She's been at the conference, just as the others have - even since her marriage is so different to the way she envisioned it - A-Yao asked for her support and her presence, and she gives both willingly. She'd been at the conference, therefore, when conversation had turned to grievances of old. When Sect Leader Jin had seen fit to publically mourn his son, and daughter-in-law, and nephew, and fill the hall with cries of hatred for their murderers.
Eyes are drawn to the loudest in the room at this point, such is always the case, but Qin Su finds her eyes on the quietest. On the closed-lipped, trembling-handed anger - no, not anger - betrayal - no, nor that -
Grief.
mermaids (the snippet could be considered pretty heavy, and kind of graphic about drowning, so be careful if that bothers you!):
The water is heavy.
The water is heavy, and suffocating.
The water is heavy, and suffocating, and drowning is what he deserves.
They never wanted him to breathe down here, to survive the spell - curse, more like, that they pretended to put on him to allow him to live underwater. This was all a ruse. He knows it. His lungs are folding in on themselves under the weight of the water, and any second now they'll be crushed completely.
He can still feel the blood seeping out from the gashes on his chest, dissipating into the water behind him, the spelled blades that sank through his ribs not allowing for the blood to stop flowing so easily.
There was pain, too, but oh, how easily he ignored it. Compared to what else he's felt, this means nothing, it is nothing. He is stronger, better, above everything that they throw at him, and when he dies in this water he will become the resent and control it from the inside, and he will watch over his family at the Burial Mounds and he will have his revenge on those who -
He is still half resent. Can't push it out of himself, think without it, rise above it. Does it matter? Perhaps not, but he would like to think he could return to himself now, climb back up onto the edge he jumped off when faced with Jin Zixun - only it seemed to have snapped something inside him, and the resentful energy flows thicker than blood, waning only for small snatches before returning in full force.
With these thoughts to distract him, he hasn't noticed that he's still alive. Beneath the lake, ankles weighed down with those engraved stones, ribs still flowing over with blood - only they're not, anymore.
He's alive, no longer breathing, no longer bleeding. His hands, when he looks down, are colourless and icy cold, and the water filling his mouth no longer feels unwelcome.
Is he alive? He can't be.
Cursed, is what he is. Neither alive nor dead, neither resent nor golden energy, neither human nor creature of the deep.
He exists, but as an affront to nature. And voiceless.
Voiceless. Powerless.
Trapped.
#thank u so much for asking and sorry i answered way longer than what u asked for#i just like to talk about myself#but seriously you are so lovely!#ask#pocket-emilu
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Symbrock Goes Halloween Shopping
But you want to go, Eddie. Is a special party.
Eddie shrugs. Venom likes to anticipate his gestures and catch them—this time it curls itself around his shoulders so it can bob up and down with his shrug. Eddie is always moving, always thinking, and it likes to be part of that.
“It’s not really that special.”
No weirdos there?
Written largely by @pocket-emilu - co-authored by yours truly! My first whirl at Symbrock for a while, and her first ever.
Symbrock - T - Read on AO3! - 2k - Venom symbiote pov
Is the first time buying clothes just to go to a party, Eddie.
The air is brisk and cold. Eddie tightens the hood of their sweatshirt as they walk down the street. “And how many parties have we gone to in total?”
The answer is two, but Venom knows the question is “rhetorical.”
Venom has been learning about Eddie’s language. It likes being able to use words from Eddie’s tongue to describe the way he communicates.
Its other hosts hadn’t helped it learn this much. But Eddie wants it to understand him, wants it to express how it understands him—even if that scares him sometimes. Eddie wants it to learn as much as possible, about every topic, and even lets it pick which nature documentaries to watch (next will be Fabulous Frogs).
“Yeah, I’d rather sit at home and watch movies about reptiles too, babe.”
Amphibians.
Eddie rolls his eyes. “Amphibians.”
But you want to go, Eddie. Is a special party.
Eddie shrugs. Venom likes to anticipate his gestures and catch them—this time it curls itself around his shoulders so it can bob up and down with his shrug. Eddie is always moving, always thinking, and it likes to be part of that.
“It’s not really that special.”
No weirdos there?
”No weirdos, not like at the Rave.” They had eventually talked about Venom’s night at the Rave, and they are planning to go together next year. Turn a negative into a positive. “One of Anne’s friends from college is hosting it. It’ll probably look like something out of a Better Homes & Gardens Fall Edition Pumpkin Spice Autumn Wreath magazine or whatever.”
Confused, Venom checks Eddie’s thoughts and sees something very different from those glossy magazine pictures when he imagines the party. Something more like a mix of a horror movie and a Disney Junior show gone wrong.
Not like Better Homes & Gardens. And they will not be wearing the same clothing as normal people. Neither will you, Eddie.
“That’s because it’s a Halloween party. It’s normal to dress like a weirdo at those. Doesn’t mean they’re our kind of weirdos.”
Weirdo is on the inside.
“That’s right, love. Everyone dresses up on Halloween. Well, most people. It’s a night to blow off some steam, do things you wouldn’t normally do. Be someone else.”
Does that mean can eat heads at the party?
“No! I nearly went over this week’s budget on steak and chocolate, wasn’t that enough?”
A good reason to eat heads, Eddie. Then won’t have to buy chocolate.
“I’ll let you know when we get that desperate.”
What if people throw eggs at the house? Can eat their heads then?
“You know about egging, but not costume parties?”
They turn onto a street with trees that drop bright red and orange leaves onto the sidewalk. The leaves crunch under Eddie’s feet. Venom stretches out to pick up the reddest leaf and tucks it in Eddie’s back pocket.
“I felt that, V.”
A present. Becoming harder to surprise you, Eddie.
A bit disappointing not to be able to surprise Eddie as easily, but it still likes making him happy.
Eddie smirks. The curve of his lips feels like a tiny tug on Venom, like an affectionate whisper, “come closer.” Venom wants to touch his lips, but the time to touch faces is usually when they are at home, so it traces up and down his neck instead, hidden beneath their hoodie. Eddie likes it—Venom can feel his stomach flutter—but he’s too shy to dwell on it.
They arrive at a store Venom has never seen before. There are decorations made of pumpkins, skeletons, spiders, ghosts, and more. Some are boring and motionless, some dance and howl and cackle. Some are as cute as the tiny tree frog in the Fabulous Frogs trailer. Some are handsome like Venom.
“You know, a lot of people would say those decorations are ‘scary,’ not handsome,” Eddie says, looking over at a tall hooded figure with a curved blade that the movies called Grim Reaper.
Venom nudges the back of Eddie’s ear, thinks of nights when Eddie smells like lust and terror, thinks of when they sink into beautiful horrors that Eddie is only just beginning to accept. Not the same thing, Eddie? it asks, unable to keep the smugness out of its voice.
“Ah…” Eddie coughs, and his cheeks flush. Pulse quickening, he rubs behind his ear to chase Venom’s nudging away. “Let’s not get into that right now.”
...Tonight?
“Probably not.”
Venom doesn't respond to that. It knows Eddie doesn’t mean it. Eddie is still coming to terms with their relationship. Venom doesn’t understand why it’s any different than it had been with Anne—yet another human thing it doesn’t quite grasp.
Doesn’t matter, anyway. It knows Eddie loves it. Wants it. It will wait for him to accept this scary new thing about himself.
Venom can wait.
They walk to the other side of the store, where there are rows of costumes on hangers. This store seems to be one giant Halloween clothing store: clothes for homes on one side, clothes for humans on the other. Venom doesn’t understand why the two categories are separate. A human is Venom’s home, after all.
Eddie is looking for a costume to wear to the party, but he doesn’t like any of the costumes he sees. Venom churns and twines inside Eddie, thinking, studying him.
Why buy a costume here, Eddie?
“Because—as usual—I procrastinated myself to hell, and now I don’t have time to buy a good one online.”
Eddie holds up a pirate costume to his chest to see if it fits him. Venom helpfully grabs the sides of the costume and stretches it to match the width of Eddie’s waist, but Eddie gently swats its hands away. He puts the hanger back on the shelf, radiating frustration.
Don’t need to buy one online, Eddie.
“Well, now we lost the chance to, but it would’ve been smarter. Smarter in general not to let myself get this far behind on everything.”
Eddie tenses, sinks his spirits down toward the dark pit that Venom tries to fill and lift and lighten. Sometimes Eddie retreats into the dark pit, hurts himself there. But usually, like today, his descent is only an inch closer to the pit’s edge. But Venom still notices. Will always notice.
It’s its job to take care of Eddie.
Don’t need to buy one here, either. Already have a costume.
Eddie raises his eyebrows, and his spirits lift a bit, too. “You mean you’re my costume?”
A handsome costume, Eddie.
Chuckling, Eddie lets Venom slide down to his hand, cover his palm and fingers with its slick black liquid until it’s their hand.
But Eddie shakes his head. “I can’t go to that party with you covering me, love. It wouldn’t work out well.”
Why not? Scary enough.
“A little too scary.”
Not too scary for Rave. They liked me at the Rave. Told me so!
“That was a very...unique situation.”
Venom circles around inside Eddie, restless and a bit wounded. Am going to party anyway. Can be your costume. Then will have more money to spend on chocolate.
“Look, I like it when you—” Venom wraps itself around Eddie’s waist, binding him, swelling outward to push against his sweatshirt. Eddie’s breath hitches. “Yeah, that, but this isn’t the wildest Halloween party. I can’t show up looking like whatever I want. I can look scary, but I can’t terrorize everyone there. You know how these yuppies are. I need to look nice.”
Venom feels like it's been shoved in an MRI at full blast. It retracts its body from around Eddie’s waist, retreating deep inside him.
“Wait, I don’t mean—!”
A woman from across the aisle shoots a strange look at them, and Eddie falls silent.
Venom tries to hide, to curl into a ball, a blur, so Eddie can’t tell one piece of it from another. But it has become just as hard for it to conceal its emotions from Eddie as it is for Eddie to keep his emotions secret.
Ashamed of us. Not good enough to take care of Eddie. Ashamed of us—
“No, V! Listen to me,” Eddie whispers. Hesitant, he glances over at the woman who is now frowning at them. But then Eddie raises his voice. “I’m not ashamed of you. You would be the perfect costume. The best costume I could ever find! And the most handsome. We can’t go to the party in our joined form, but it isn’t your fault at all.”
Reluctantly, Venom expands outward, filling Eddie bit by bit, welcoming his warmth back in.
“If I didn’t have to hide you from the world, I wouldn’t. But there are just…there are places where you have to just stay inside me, okay? We’ll both be safer that way. I don’t want to lose you—they would take you from me and hurt you.”
Venom had gathered this was the true sentiment behind Eddie’s harsh words on that horrible night they split, that this was the real reason Eddie kept him hidden away, but it still feels a flood of relief at hearing it said aloud.
Slowly, Venom winds around Eddie again, slender black tentacles slipping over Eddie’s muscular waist. Tries not to think about their fight, and instead finds calmness in the rhythms of Eddie’s body, in the affection it can feel from him. Don’t want to lose you, either.
A hum of pleasure from Eddie. “I know, love.”
Still want to make a costume for you. Like arts and crafts. Have time, Eddie. Whole hour!
Eddie loves Venom’s arts and crafts projects. It had used Spicy Cheetos to build Sonny and Cher the chickens and a farm on the kitchen counter yesterday. The grass was made of cheese dust, and the trees were made of red M&Ms, which Venom knows is the color of trees on Xyclon-14, no matter what Eddie claims is true on Earth.
“As much as I’d love to wear a costume made of cheese and M&Ms, that might not—”
Can wear meat costume instead. Like the Lady of Gaga!
“I love the spirit, babe, but no. Not that either. Making a costume might take longer than we expect, so how about you just pick one for me?”
I can pick? Oh yeah!
Excited, Venom shoots down to Eddie’s legs and tugs him along the aisle. Eddie stumbles, but Venom makes sure they don’t fall.
This one. You like this.
“A ketchup bottle?”
You love ketchup. And tomato sauce. Like pizza, Eddie.
“I do, but I want to make sure you’re picking a costume that you like.”
Venom leads Eddie back to the middle of the aisle and swipes its favorite costume off the rack, accidentally knocking three other costumes on the floor. It waits for Eddie to pick them up—it’s still too clumsy to manage the small, precise movements Eddie can—then holds its favorite costume over Eddie’s body to test the size, as it has learned that this is the first step to buying clothes.
“Somehow I’m not surprised that you chose the Hershey’s bar costume.”
Would look good dressed as chocolate, Eddie!
“I’m sure we would.” Venom nuzzles the side of Eddie’s face with a curled black tendril, momentarily forgetting the no-face-touching-in-public rule, but Eddie leans into it anyway. “By the way, the first step to buying clothes should really be to look at the price tag.”
But if the price is too high, can just steal it.
Eddie knows it's just trying to get a rise out of him, but it works anyway. “Hey! I know I might think about it, but that doesn’t mean we can do it!”
Would steal Hershey’s bar costume for you, Eddie, it jokes.
Eddie grins. Another of those sweet pulls, another “come closer,” another “stay here” only for Venom to hear.
“Now let’s get this party over with.”
Will they have chocolate there?
“We can only hope. Probably some form of Martha Stewart pumpkin dip and low-fat carob chips in the shape of bats. These are yuppies.”
Carob?
“Fake chocolate.
Venom is horrified. Fake?
“It’s something these kinds of people eat. Some kind of health fad, like matcha and kale.”
Kale?
“Trust me, you don’t want to know.”
Want to learn everything, Eddie.
“Well, we’ll probably have to talk to someone about it at the party.”
Good!
“...Right. Let’s just hope it’s over with quick.”
Might still make weirdo friends there, Eddie!
“It’s alright if we don’t,” Eddie says as they head toward the checkout counter, squeezing a tendril that snakes out to hold his hand. “I won’t find a weirdo better than the one I already have.”
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I was tagged by the oh so rude lovely @gusu-emilu for a bunch of questions that would surely incriminate me for innocent reasons
My name: Funny I go through so many names online but if you know me personally on discord my name is Fujiwara otherwise Akumu is fine. You ain't getting my real juicy bits
Pronouns: She/Her but I've also joked about identifying as a biblically accurate angel
Star sign: Yes yes I'm a cancer get all your "cancers are sensitive" jokes out the way so I can cry faster
Height: 5'8 and will not hesitate so flex on my baby short ass friends
Time: As of right now it's 3:14 PM but I'm sure by the time I'm done an hour and a half would have passed cause I'm slow as hell
Birthday: July 9th. There is no year cause I just straight up spawned and I'd be in deep shit if I said otherwise. Low-key if you scroll through my blog there's a post i reblogged that basically says it
Nationality: American
Fave bands/groups: I don't exactly have one if that makes sense. Like I don't listen to just one band or whatever in particular but if it counts I do have a few songs recently downloaded from Blackpink that I'm into
Song stuck in your head: A lot lf songs has been stuck in my damn head but Dead Stroke is the one that's been on repeat in my head the most
Last move you watched: Not sure if doing shit on my phone while a random movie plays on Netflix counts as watching it but last movie that played was called 1922 and I didn't pay much attention to it but I thought it was a pretty solid film
Last show you binged: Heaven official's blessing though I'm not sure if that counts cause it was so short. If it doesn't then Baki
When you created your blog: I...don't know. I know it was last year and I've only had it for a few months. My memory is not the best
Last thing you googled: Xuexiao fanart shut up
Why you chose your url: Uhhh it my attempt at trying to be funny 😑
How many people are you following: 57 people but I forgot why I followed most of them and the rest i followed cause they followed me
How many followers do you have: 20 but I'm sure one of them is the sex bot and some of the others also forgot they followed me or are sick of how much I reblog at once. Either way I'm grateful for you all 😌
Average hours of sleep: That's between me and God but not a healthy amount for sure
Lucky numbers: 7 for some reason? 7 ain't done shit for me but I just claimed it
Instruments: I can play the recorder a little bit and I played the piano in elementary school
What are you currently wearing: Sounds like a suspicious question but I'll bite. An old shirt from my elementary school that still fits me and some leggings. My fashion is not the best-
Dream job: I don't exactly have a dream job or something I'm passionate about working in. I wanted to be a nurse to contribute something of my life to people and society in general
Dream trip: Well I've wanted to go to Italy, France, Japan, or China but I probably won't unless i have a guide or something cause I'm not trying to offend people by speaking of shit off Google translate
Fave food: I don't have one I'll eat almost anything like a fucking vacuum if it tastes good enough
Top three fictional universes you'd like to live in: MDZS (specifically in Yungmeng Jiang), JJBA, and Dr. Stone
Last song: Ice Cream by Blackpink. I swear there's a recent trend of listening to kpop with me but I'm half sure it's because I found some of them on Just Dance
Currently reading: Currently trying to read Heaven official's blessing. I'm only on chapter 7 and it's been months my attention span is a damn joke
Currently watching: CQL but once again my attention span has left me on episode 25 for months
What is antipoetry to you: What the hell is that? Like antiwriting? Just don't write I guess idk man
Currently craving: More xuexiao fanfics...and the energy to finish the one I'm working on
That's it and oh my god I was right it's 4:02 PM right now ugh
I'm tagging @kuyosuke even though I know damn well she won't do this shit
Thanks for the questions you now have more information on me than I would like so now if I've talked to you before you're stuck with me
Don't ask how you just are-
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i love you jiang cheng i love you jiang-zongzhu i love you a-cheng i love you sandu shengshou i love you shidi i love you jiang wanyin i love you jiujiu
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Every time @lady-of-the-lotus and @gusu-emilu start talking on one of my posts, people start liking it. XD
I am highly entertained by this.
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Multiples of 8 for the fanfic asks?
8. How often do you reblog/comment on fics that you like?
i usually comment! the only times i don't is when i really don't feel like i have anything to say. like if the fic's especially short? or just when my brain is empty
16. Do you research for your fics? If so, how deep of a rabbit hole have you gone down by accident when researching?
answered here!
24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write?
pretty much anything to do with pregnancy.. no thank you!
32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from?
answered here!
40. How did you come up with the idea for [x fic]?
since there's no fic specified, i will just do a few of my most recent ones! i don't wanna link all of them so just go here to see the list
three person art gallery - the server was going wild over this one concept, someone had to write it, i was the only one without tons of homework, and so i wrote it
to freeze or to thaw - mostly just thinking up scenes to go with @gusu-emilu's prompts, plus going "hmmm what does emilu like?", plus inserting some of my own Wen Ning Angst ideas i'd been thinking about for a while :3
i'm just the words, you are the sound - i know this one came from talking to @qi-ling ... i think we were talking about what wn might fantasize about wwx and it sorta went from there
one fell swoop - i believe this idea came from me listing all the vibes i would want in my ideal xueyao fic, and then i realized i should probably just... write one. and it turned out really well!
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I want to add the memory I was able to create yesterday, Friday, January 13. ✨ One would expect it to be bad. But it was a really fun day.
Well,
I woke up and we do not have any internet.
My lola prepared our food to share for the farewell party, while we were all at the dining table, having our breakfast and talking about politics and 90s celebrities. I intended to go to school late because we always wait din naman for ny other classmates to come but then funny funny funny how life works, nakadating ako ng 7:45 a.m. Who did I meet but a second year carrying a cake, waiting din. We made a little chitchat. Her name is Ingrid. Anyway, we were there for around 30 minutes and started to worry, because no one is showing up and they are not opening room 203. So I asked if i can open my messenger on her phone which she gladly approved. Lo and behold, what did I see but a pm from my prof asking for help with compiling the grades. As much as i feel privileged to be the first choice for this, i have to come honestly and tell her 'what a disappointment i am'. Kidding! I told her i don't have the resources to help her because i don't have wifi. But the first one is what i felt. Anyway, i volunteered another very responsible friend. Thank God for the Shaynes of the world. ✨ And while we're at this. I also asked my friends what time is the exam and they told me, 11 AM. All i can think of is wowie. "I can't go home. Sayang pamasahe'. So i told Ingrid I'll be staying at the library.
While there, i availed data and answered my exam on uts on my phone. My data barely breathing. Hehe papatay-patay ba. After that, i went to resolve the favor-problem. Because I have no Messenger installed, i was having a problem with forwarding ma'am's instructions to Shayne. So i boldly went to sir and askednif i can use the pc. Pwede naman pala gumamit nun. Jusqu. HAHAHA long story short, i was able to resolve that by the grace of God. And then i asked about browsing books since i still have much time left before the exam. He said I am not allowed to browse but i can look at the catalogue. Which I spend almost 5 minutes with. Finally, i settled on a Shakespeare. Jamish came in the lib. She studied while i read. 10:55, we left the library and met Ge on the way to room 203 which is by now filled with 2nd year students and food.
The exam was a breeze. Lol. I wasn't able to answer 4 items but i have a 50% naman so hehe. After exams, ma'am made us buy softdrinks outside of the campus. We were told to buy at a karenderya but i said let's just go to emilus bc it's cheaper. Which is a very right choice. Ge, Ella, Shayne and I did this work. Afterwards, we came back to the room and partyed! HAHHA It was so fun. There is so much food. Ge and I decided to get one donut and share it with Ella. We were all hyped, happy and chatting. In the end, some of them did karaoke. I was able to chat with Jean and Paulo for the first time. Andddd, we sang a little bit of You Belong With Me. I walked home with Mar. Well, I'll add more if i can remember more. But so far, it was a very good day. Thank You God for sustaining me with Psalms 91
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tyyyy @gusu-emilu for the tag!!! please keep these coming because i love talking about myself
My AO3 is half_right_writer
fandoms
i can’t possibly list all the fandoms i’ve ever been in, but the ones i’ve written for are cql, marvel, star wars and star trek! most of those are super old mind you, the only recent fics i have are cql and maybe a couple star wars
where you post
AO3, but sometimes i promote my fics on tumblr
most popular oneshot
a grave so familiar-- this is a yunmeng bros reconciliation fic! it’s actually not my favorite work, but it’s definitely the most popular. tho it’s not the one with the most hits it is the one with the most kudos.
most popular multichap
can you be a quiet man?-- a post-canon lxc healing fic. uh, i say healing, but we’re... 18 chapters in now? and he uh. he hasn’t done much healing. but nevertheless! it’s by far my most popular, over 5k hits now (which is good for me lol)
favorite story you’ve written so far
cybaqm! i’m super proud of it because it’s like the longest thing i’ve ever written and i think it’s... kinda good maybe? but i also really like when you move, i’m moved, a short and sweet get together songxiao fic that i wrote on a whim
fic you were nervous to post
oh, DEFINITELY in my mind, you’re the angel on the painted glass. i had never really written smut before, and that by itself was very nervewracking, but i’d written it and really liked how it turned out so i really wanted to post it. i was so nervous tho! i thought everybody would be like grossed out or something... idk even now i look at it and i want to delete it i just feel so embarrassed, but people wrote the nicest comments and i feel bad deleting it so idk
i was also nervous about i might as well sit here on my own, just cuz i wasn’t really sure what people would think about it
how you choose your titles
it’s always a song lyric! i know i’m edgy but like. music is literally the greatest thing on the planet and some lyrics just capture the vibe i’m going for perfectly! sometimes, i have a playlist for a pair and i’ll use a lyric from one of those songs, like what i did for my songxiao fics. for cybaqm, i knew i wanted something about being quiet in the title because lxc’s quietness (literally, and his unwillingness to ask for help, his fear of being a burden, etc etc) are huge themes in the fic, so i really wanted something to do with that! and Lost Man Running by Elliot Root was actually already a song I really liked, so when i was scrolling through my spotify for inspo, i saw and was like oh man, i have to. i just have to, it’s perfect. (fun fact: i actually associated lost man running with obi-wan kenobi before i gave it to lxc)
do you outline
not at all! it’s a real problem. altho actually for cybaqm, i was really putting maximum effort into that, so i’ll sometimes outline a couple chapters in chunks, write it, then just keep going, then sometimes when i get stuck go back to outlining. mostly, tho, no.
complete
all of my fics are complete at the moment except for cybaqm
in progress
as mentioned, cybaqm. also tho, i have a post-canon songxiao oneshot i’m working on that i’ve been talking to my friend about, so hopefully i’ll be able to finish that soon.
coming soon / not yet started
there’s a songxiao fic that i really want to write to go along with this art i made. a lot of people have been asking for it and i really do want to deliver! i’ve written a bit of it too (as you can see from the post desc) but i’ve kinda lost my way with that one. never say never tho! it’s still in my drafts and it’s not going anywhere soon.
Besides that, I’d love to write some baoyi someday! and maybe post some scene outtakes from cybaqm that didn’t make it into the fic?
and as always, i have a new chapter of cybaqm up every week.
prompts?
if you want to give me some, i will definitely lose my shit and do them instantly, but i’m not really known as a writing blog lmao so i don’t think that will happen (that’s okay tho)
upcoming work you’re most excited about
more cybaqm! people received it so well and every time i update it i get so much happiness from the comments people write.
tagging
i dont know many writers i dont think? but definitely @wishicouldpostfromsecondaryblogs @grapefruitsketches and anyone else who wants to do this!
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